I am petite…proportional…and small. 61″, 90lbs, blonde, deep blue eyes, 30C-24-34..been the same measurments(except weight) since I was 13. I was a wild child and I very much identified with Tinkerbell and often dressed like her through my teen years upsetting my parents.
When I was 19, I attended a costume party at a college about an hour away. I wasn’t invited and knew no one there, but I overheard some of the college guys talking about it.
So I crashed a college party dressed as Tinkerbell…acurate costume from the bun in my hair, the wings, the skimpy outfit, and the shoes with the puffballs. Only addition was a mask made fron the same material as the outfit. And NOPE, no bra…no panties! I had sewn a pocket into the hem of the outfit for my drivers license and hidden my carkeys near my car.
LOOONG story short, after some initial ‘get outa here kid’ and having to show my ID, I replied to the ‘do you even go to this college’ with a stern ‘does it matter’…I got fucked more than 50 times(I lost count around 40 and the cocks didnt stop)! Anywhere and everywhere I was riding a cock or two or three. Rooms, halls, kitchen, bathroom, rear deck, front deck… Only 3 or 4 or 5 guys had me at a time before there was a break, no big gangbang(s) which I was expecting. Most of the rest were 1 or 2 at a time, though there was a train of a dozen or so guys…one after the other. That was nice.
My pussy had the least action. My ass and mouth had the most. Nearly every one was raw, that I could tell. With the amount of cum that ran out and that I crapped out, it’s safe to say almost all were raw!
Now, 30 years later, my husband fucks me sensless and often in the Tinkerbell outfit from the college. We also have a dozen or so guyfriends that fuck me. I have a group of girlfriends that we go out dressed as Tinkerbell and friends. We usually wind up in a fairy orgy afterwards.
My husband knows all about me as a kid and raging slut. I have a granddaughter that saw me dressed as Tinkerbell and has become obsessed with her. Our daughter refers to her as my mini-me.
I wonder if I should enlighten our daughter as to my Tinkerbell side?
