James the Virgin Ch. 01

Anal

I am a man, and I am a virgin at twenty-five.

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Living in a high rise among regular rooming houses and homes gave me the chance to use my binoculars. I had found a woman on the second floor of an apartment building across the parking lot from my building, and in full view from my room on the fifth floor, who liked to do her exercises in the nude.

And she never bothered to close her curtains. Either she didn’t know she could be seen or she didn’t care. Today I had stripped down and I was naked with a boner and ready for her. She did not fail me.

She started her usual jumping jacks and her tits were bouncing up and down and my hand was stroking up and down my cock. I did not cum fast. I was ready for the second act. She would always turn away from the window when she did her toe touching with her legs spread wide and her ass hole winking at me. I loved the look of pussy from behind too. I kept stroking.

After that she would move on to sitting on the floor with her legs spread wide again. This time she would face the window and you could get a great view of the cunt as the lips spread while she was bending her back and touching your toes at the end of her luscious legs. About this time, after she had exercised for fifteen minutes, I would start to shoot my spunk out in the tissues I had ready. God, it felt good.

This was always when I started wishing I could actually fuck some girl’s pussy. I was twenty-five years old and still a virgin.

It was complicated and yet quite simple. I was shy.

And when I did get to take a girl out, which was not often, I would try to make a move and if she said no, which they always did, I backed off. I never pressed for anything from a girl. Maybe they wanted me too. I don’t know. All I knew is that I had been jerking off for years and had never felt a real pussy.

We had a local coffee house that I always went to on Fridays and Saturdays. You know, the old style coffee house where they played music or read poetry to a small crowd. I even would get up and read poetry myself on occasion. It was lousy poetry, but then most of it read there was not the greatest.

One Saturday I was scheduled to read some poems with another person. A girl named Debora. I had seen her there often. We all knew she was Jewish. That was a little different simply because the coffee house was run by a Presbyterian church.

But actually we got all kinds there. The church never interfered. They were just trying to keep college kids off the streets I suppose. Everyone there was of college age or older. I was older because I had taken four years off to serve in the Navy.

Debora was tiny. Only about five feet tall, with long wavy black hair that glistened as if it was oiled. She usually wore counter-culture clothing that fit her style. Her hair was often tied up with a scarf and her blouses and skirts were made in India. She wore sandals and smelled of patchouli.

I liked her. But we had never really talked. I was usually busy serving coffee and tea. I did that on a regular basis just to get to meet people.

This night Debora and I were reading together. And we enjoyed the smatterings of applause we got from the small crowd. It put us both in a good mood. So good that I dared to ask her to come back to my place and talk. I thought we might actually get to be friends. She grinned as she said yes.

We walked back to my apartment. şişli escort It was only two blocks away. Debora took my hand. I was sweating and I am sure she felt it, but her hand was so soft and I was getting hard already. We took the elevator up to the fifth floor and on the way she drew my head down to her lovely face and kissed me. If I had not been already straining my pants I would be now!

I opened my apartment with my key, closed the door after Debora entered and she grabbed my hand again and dragged me over to the sofa. We fell together onto the cushions and she was making out with me before I even had a chance to think.

But I sure as hell had no objections. She was lying on her back. I was on top of her kissing and just feeling a woman’s body under me. Her breasts were so fucking soft and the nipples were pressing into my chest. Her hands were running through my hair and I did the same to hers. We were really making out. I loved it.

My cock was hard and laid straight up my jeans. I started humping her pussy when her legs spread apart. I had never dry humped before, but I was loving it. It was the closest to fucking I had ever gotten. I could feel the warmth of her cunt as I fucked her with our clothes still on. She was humping me right back. It only took about five minutes for me to shoot a wad of spunk into my underwear. She had orgasmed too. She had screamed it out when it happened.

“Wow, James, that was something else. Lots of fun. I’ve never done that before. Let’s do it the real way next time, okay sweetie?”

She grinned at me as she gathered up her stuff and got ready to leave. Oh shit, I thought to myself. This is the last I will see of her!

“So what time do you want me to come by tomorrow? I can cook us something if you want.”

“Oh, well, you can just drop by about six or so. I’ll have stuff to cook. I’ll see you then. Want me to walk you home?”

“Nope, I have to stop off somewhere. Later lover.”

She kissed me goodbye and skipped out of my apartment and I locked up for the night.

Heaven! God I felt good. I was never so fucking happy in my life. A girl liked me. And she fucked! Damn!

I didn’t sleep that night. Maybe a little. But not much, I know that. I got up and went to classes but all my thoughts were about Debora and what we would do that night. I stopped at the local alternative coop grocery and got some stuff I thought she might like. Me, I didn’t care about the meal. I wanted the dessert.

At 6:30 Debora arrived to flit around the room and check out my kitchen. I would find that she was always late, but this time I thought I had been stood up. Hearing the doorbell was like hearing a full orchestra playing just for me. She did some magic in the kitchen and a great meal appeared on the table. We dined with some Janis Ian and Leonard Cohen playing in the background. We drank some cheap wine and had a ball.

I helped clean up. Well actually I did all the clean up. Debora was sort of dancing around my apartment checking out my books and paintings. She stopped at one point and said something about my books.

“I judge a man by how many different publications of Shakespeare he has. You have three different ones, so you pass lover.”

That was just dumb luck on my part. I gathered books like some people gathered flowers. I picked them up and kept them all until they fell apart.

“Are taksim escort you ready to really fuck me now, lover? No more faking it my man. Let’s do this. I want to use the bed this time.”

This was it. I was going to lose my cherry. We giggled our way into the bedroom, throwing off clothes as we went, and were naked when we fell on the bed and my leg went between her two legs and I felt the hot pussy wetness on my thigh. Her hand went to my cock and started stroking it. It could not get harder but I didn’t want to cum to fast.

I went for the gold and actually touched pussy for the first time. Hers was nice and hairy with wet droplets on the short and curlys. I rubbed it and found the clit. I had read all about sex. I may not have done it but I had sure as hell studied it.

I knew the clit was sensitive so I was gentle. I just rubbed it with my thumb until she started moaning and humping up against my thigh. Her grip on my prick tightened and I almost groaned with the pain, but I liked it too. Then she was moving my dick towards her pussy. She wanted to be fucked. I wanted to fuck. We were going to do this.

Spreading her legs apart, she made it clear what she wanted. I grabbed my cock and guided it to the opening that was pulsating for me. Her labia were swollen and pink. They were dewy with moisture. I softly pushed my cock into its first cunt. I never will forget that feeling. Jesus, it was the best thing in the fucking world! I pushed harder and she grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled me deeper into her pussy. She knew what she needed.

Her legs wrapped around my waist and she started bumping nasties with me. I was fucking her but she was fucking back just as hard. Her legs were pulling me in. I was trying to fuck her as hard and as fast as I could. Then she took a hand and offered one of her luscious tits to me. She wanted me to suck it. Fuck yeah!

I sucked it as hard as I could and stretched the nipple out and let it spring back. Then I gave it a nibble and she squealed with lust. All the while I was thrusting my prick deeper and deeper into that juicy cunt. I fucked her so hard her head was banging against the headboard of the bed.

I couldn’t take much more of this. I could feel juices oozing out of her pussy and lubricating my hard cock. I felt the walls of her cunt almost sucking up my cock and taking it in farther and farther.

With a cry of triumph I shouted out, “I’m cumming.”

She humped me faster and faster and took all the strings of jism I shot into her pussy and wanted more and more. And she was kissing me with all her tongue rammed down my throat. Her hard tits were pressed against me and I rose up and just rammed as hard as I could and she fucking screamed with passion.

I will never forget that. She was my first pussy. She would not be my last. But for the time being we were inseparable.

Debora was not only my first fuck. Oh no. She was ready and willing to teach me everything she knew. I don’t know if she ever really knew she was my first. It didn’t matter. More lessons were ahead.

In the following weeks Debora was my rock. I loved her of course. The next weekend she came over and we had dinner again. But this time she wanted something else. I was to learn that my Debora was a real cum slut. She loved cum. Hers, mine, almost anyone’s. She even loved eating pussy. So she told me later. This time çapa escort it was my turn.

She slowly undressed me. She talked as she disrobed me and told me how much she loved my body and what she was going to do to it and what I was going to feel. I was living the dream.

She tossed off her own clothes and knelt before me. She gazed up with her green eyes into mine and wiped her hand on her pussy. Then she took that hand and massaged the juice into the head of my prick and slowly took the head of my dick into her hot mouth.

Her hand cradled my balls a moment and then she squeezed them and made me cry out with pain. I wanted more. She jerked them down as she sucked my whole cock into her mouth. Then her tongue was making swirls about my dick from the base to the tip, but never letting it fall out. Then she started jacking my cock with her hand using her spit as a lubricant. She took the head between her teeth as she jerked me off.

She let go of my prick with her mouth and spoke to me.

“I need to know when you’re going to shoot. Okay Jimmy babe? Let momma know. I want it in my mouth and on my face and on my tits. Okay, lover? You do that for momma.”

No fucking problem. She went back to sucking me off and jerking me at the same time. I started fucking her face while I held wads of her hair in my hands. And then I had to give it up. I had to shoot.

“Fuck, Debbie, fuck here it comes, baby.”

I started shooting as she quickly moved her face in the line of fire. I filled her wide open mouth and moved on to her face, soaking it well, and then hosing down those luscious tits with the nipples like fucking rubies. I came and came. I had saved lots of cum over the years, or so it seemed. Then I leaned down and kissed her cummy face and just loved her.

That was a good night. We slept together all cummy and gooey. It was fun. I was getting to know sex and loving every second of it. Debora was my adorable one.

The next weekend, after a long week of finals we were able to get together and have our usual vegan meal. Debora was a great cook, but animals were never on the menu. But cock and pussy were, after the regular meal.

Tonight we made that happen. Debora was showing me how to really eat pussy. While she sucked my cock in anticipation of another cum shower. I was on the bottom and she was grinding that cunt into my willing face. I bit her clit as she liked me to do and she squirted on my mouth. I sucked it all up. Her mouth was fucking my prick, moving up and down with her lips tight as fast as she could. I was making her cum and cum. I had one good cum in me and I was trying hard to save it to hose her down again.

At last I had eaten the pussy so much that the swollen lips were too tender for me to touch anymore. She had given me all she had, and now I would give her mine.

“Debbie, babe, it’s coming. It’s going to shoot.”

She took her mouth off and grabbed and squeezed my cock. Then, when I was about to burst, she released it and I sprayed her face with my spunk. Her mouth sucked up what it wanted and she guided it all over her face again. She was a great cum slut. I shot all I had and then she sucked every bit of cum out of me that she could get. She smacked her lips and then made out with me for another ten minutes as we pressed our bodies together with my arms around her and her tickling my nipples.

Then she had to go.

School was over. I got a note from her in my mailbox the last day of school. She was leaving. She had finished her courses. She would get her diploma in the mail. In a day she would be on a kibbutz in Israel. It had been too hard to tell me in person.

I never saw her again.

Dream Girl

Babes

Attention: This story is fictional and is not real. You need to be eighteen years of age or older to read this story. If you are not or if you don’t like sexual themed stories please stop reading this story now! Please go to a different web site.

This story starts with me in my first class with Prof. Harrison. I am in my third year of collage. While in class, I start daydreaming about Michelle, which is setting the next row over and two chairs up. She is the girl of my dreams. I have wanted her ever since she started going to collage here two months ago. She is so very beautiful. Michelle is a twenty-one year old white female with olive skin. She is five feet nine inches tall and is 120 pounds. She has straight, flat, silky, soft, platinum blonde hair to her ass and sparkly light-blue eyes. She has very long arms and legs. Her ass is small, firm soft, and shaped like a heart. Her stats are 36C+/28/33.

Now let me describe myself to you. My name is Jordan. I am a twenty-one year old white male. I am five feet ten inches tall and 150 pounds. I have straight, flat, silky, golden blonde hair to my shoulders (in back only) and dark-blue eyes. I have very long arms and legs. I have medium-size and firm ass. My dick is eight inches long by two inches wide.

Most females almost throw themselves at me but Michelle acts as if she doesn’t even know I exist. She is a Cheerleader. There is a basketball game, which she is going to cheer at tonight. Therefore, she is wearing her cheerleading uniform. Her uniform is tight, sleeveless, very low-cut top (front and back), and the skirt only goes halfway down her thighs. It has a small team logo (Cheetah) in the upper left corner of the top. The team colors are maroon, jet-black and white. The skirt is maroon, black and white vertical stripes. The top has a diagonal three-inch white stripe from the upper right corner to the lower left corner. Above the white stripe is maroon and below is black. She looks very hot and sexy in her cheerleading pendik escort outfit.

This is our last class of the day. The bell rings ending this class. I get my stuff and leave, going back to my dorm room. Michelle gets her stuff and leaves as well. What I don’t see is that she follows me. She follows me all the way back to my room. When I get to my room, I go inside and put my stuff on the floor by the bed. Then I hear my door open and I turn around to see whom it is that is coming in. I see Michelle come into my room. “Hi Michelle. What do you want?”

“Hi Jordan. I have noticed you looking at me. I can tell you want me. Why haven’t you ask me out?”

“I do want you a lot. You are very beautiful. Will you be my girl friend?”

“Yes, Jordan I will be your girl friend. If you do one thing for me.”

“Sure. What is it?”

“If you will make love to me right here and now.”

“Wow. Ok”

She walks over to me and kisses me on the lips. She then pushes her tongue into my mouth and our tongues battle with each other. Her arms go slow around to the back of my neck and she pulls me into a deeper kiss. I do the same thing to her. She pushes us back towards my bed. When the back of my legs touches the bed, I stop kissing her. “Michelle turn around and let me take your cheerleading outfit off.”

She doesn’t say a thing and just turns around and lets me take off her uniform. I throw it on the floor. She looks very sexy in just her panties and bra. Her panties and bra are black string bikini thongs. She turns back around to face me.

“How do I look?”

“You are very sexy and beautiful.”

“Thank you lets get your clothes off now.”

She grabs my light-blue dress shirt and unbuttons it, throwing it on the floor with her outfit. Next, she takes off my tight blue jeans. I am wearing underwear that is a maroon tight string thong. I take off her panties and her bra, leaving her completely nude. She takes istanbul escort off my underwear. We throw them on the floor with the rest. She lies down on my bed and spreads her legs. Her pussy is shaved except above it, which is very hairy. I get down between her legs and put my lips on her pussy. I lick my tongue up the outside of her pussy lips. I push my tongue inside her pussy going as far as I can. I lick up and down both sides of her pussy. I also lick all around the top and bottom of her pussy. It makes her groan with intense pleasure. Her body starts to shake with an orgasm. She yells out.

“OH JORDAN!! Iiiiiiiiiii love it! More, more!”

I continue to eat her pussy while she starts having an orgasm. I reach under her nice small ass with my hands, pushing up on them to get deeper into her soaking wet pussy. It makes her really go crazy with lust. I stop eating her out and let her calm down.

I crawl up her body to her breasts. I put my lips on her left nipple and start to suck on it. My right hand goes to her right breast, caressing and kneading it. My left hand goes down between us and I finger her pussy. I do all three of these things to her at the same time. I suck on her nipple and bit it with my teeth. I caress all over her breast and pinching the nipple. With my other hand, I roll her clit between my fingers, making her groan with ecstasy. I keep playing with all three-body parts. After several minutes, her pussy gushes with juices and she has a mind-blowing orgasm. It takes her several minutes to come down from her high.

I set up at the end of the bed. I bring her legs up over my shoulders and line my cock up with her pussy. She is so wet that I easily push my dick inside about halfway. It stops there and I feel resistance. Her cherry hasn’t been popped yet. She is still a virgin. So I pull out of her to the head of my dick. I then ram my whole cock all the way inside her. I hold it inside of her to let her get use to the size. Her kartal escort pussy is so very tight I love the feel of it around my dick. When she is ready, I slowly pull it out and push it back in again. I go faster little by little going in and out of her very wet pussy. She really has great muscle control with the muscles around her pussy. Every time I push in she claps down on my dick.

She is moaning and groaning, getting more and more excited with each thrust into her pussy. She thrusts her ass up to meet my dick that is coming down. We keep thrusting to meet each other, getting harder and faster each time. My balls slap against her body. We can hear my dick going in and out of her pussy. I can start to feel the build up in my balls. It won’t be long until I explode. I keep pushing and pulling, in and out of her cunt. I can feel her pussy start to spasm around my dick.

She groans with intense pleasure and starts to shake with a mind-blowing orgasm. She takes several minutes to come down from her orgasm. I then push one last time, down all the way into her and launch load after load of cum deep into her cunt. We both collapse on the bed with me lying on top of her. We fall asleep on the bed a few minutes later.

I wake up and it is plum dark out. I wake Michelle up and tell her it is very late.

“It is ok. I’ll spend the night with you.”

“Ok that is great. Do you want to make love again?”

“Yes I do.”

We do every thing we can think of twice and in every possion possible. We are up until almost dawn. When we do finish we fall back asleep for two more hours. We then wake up again. I ask her if she wants to take a shower together. She says yes. We go to the bath room and take a shower together. We caress and suck every part of the other. We wash each others bodies off. We go back to my room. She puts her clothes back on and I put on some clean clothes. I buy her breakfast and take her back to her room. I kiss her goodbye and say I love you. She says the same back to me. I leave and go back to my place.

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Claire’s First Time Penetration Ch. 02

Amateur

Here is the 2nd part of Claire’s submissive adventure. Sorry for the lateness of this but I am a terribly busy guy!! This is not my day job obviously. Recall that Claire is a 19 year old high school student so there is no underage content in my stories.

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Claire awakened at 7am from a blissful sleep after being fucked so well by her principal. She still could not believe how good it felt to have a big cock deep inside her for the first time, making her orgasm over and over again, and squirting like she did. She was hooked and had the need for more. She was becoming a teen nymph for sure she thought to herself. This scared her a bit but also excited her at the same time.

After having breakfast, she headed off to school. All she could think about on her walk was her experience with the principal yesterday. Her pussy was very wet as she felt the wet material of her panties rubbing the inside of her thighs.

She put her things in her locker and made her way to her first class. She couldn’t concentrate at all, staring out the window while the teacher lectured. Before she knew it, class was over, and she headed to the cafeteria for coffee. As she walked, she heard her name being called over the PA system.

“Claire Darling, please come to the head office.” the voice rang out.

Claire was startled slightly hearing her name called, but then a wave of excitement ran through her at the thought of why she was being called. Maybe the principal wanted to see her again. What a wonderful way to begin the day, she thought!

“Hi, I’m Claire Darling, the office called me on the P.A. system.” she said.

“Yes Ms. Darling, please have a seat, the principal would like to see you again today.” Mrs. Sterling said, with a grin on her face.

Mr. Strong, the principal, came into her view. “Miss Darling, please come with me” he said.

“Mrs. Sterling, please ensure no one interrupts us” he said to her.

They both walked down the hall and came to the principal’s door. The entire walk down the hall excited Claire. Her pussy was extremely wet from the morning’s memories and the anticipation of what was to come. She knew what the principal wanted from her, and she was now a willing servant to him. She wanted to be his slave and do what ever he wanted to her. She never knew being so bad would turn her on so much. She was now submitting to her new affliction. Her new addiction. She needed his cock inside of her again.

“Come in my office Ms. Darling.” he said to Claire.

Claire walked by him and into his office. He closed the door behind him, but didn’t lock it this time. Claire didn’t notice.

Mr. Strong didn’t say a word as he turned around to look at Claire. She was wearing a short black skirt, ankle socks with runners and a nice light blue top that was well fitted and showed off her young breasts. She had cotton white panties, wearing her glasses and had her hair tied back in a pony tail.

The principal wasted no time. He spun Claire around to face away from him and bent her over his desk, with her chest flat on the table. Claire gasped and purposely spread her legs apart slightly. Her skirt lifted as she was bent over, exposing most of her ass to Mr. Strong.

“My my” he said out loud. “You are soaking wet my dear Claire. Right through your panties. What has you so horny this morning, may I ask?”

Claire didn’t respond, she was too caught up in the moment.

“CLAIRE!!” he barked. “Answer me!”

Claire shook as he yelled at her. “Ummm, well Mr. Strong, I was thinking about what you did to me yesterday. I was thinking about it this morning and during class.” she said.

“Oh you were, were you?” he asked. “Well that means you weren’t paying attention in class this morning, were nişantaşı escort you?”

Claire said nothing.

“WERE YOU?!” he shouted.

Her body shook again from his loud voice. She muttered “I guess not sir. I’m terribly sorry.”

“Oh you WILL be sorry, I can assure you my dear.” the principal said sternly.

Claire was extremely excited about what he had in store for her. She was a bit scared but mostly turned on by the thought of him using her body again.

The principal licked his lips as he stared at her ass beneath her skirt and panties then walked around to the front of his desk. He grabbed her wrists and tied them to a rope, then ran the other ends of the rope around the legs of his desk. This made her arms form a v-shape over the table. Her face was only a couple of inches away from the edge of the desk while her hips were flat against the other edge. Her feet barely touched the ground.

“There, now I hope you are happy” he said to her. “You aren’t going anywhere until we are done here Claire.”

He opened his desk drawer and pulled out the blindfold he used last time, then quickly put it over her eyes and tied it around her head.

Claire could only hear him walk around the desk to the other side. His footsteps stopping. She was nervously waiting for his next move.

He suddenly grabbed her panties and tore them off of her, pulling them harshly and tearing them in several place with the first tug. It took him several quick jerks to completely rip them off of her. Claire’s body jerked as he forcefully ripped her panties.

“There, now you won’t be needing those for the rest of the day.” he said, with a sheepish laugh.

Her short skirt only covered the very top of her ass while she was bent over. Her legs still slightly spread, he could now see her shaved sopping wet pussy from behind as he bent down to inspect her.

“mmm, mmm, mmm” he muttered. “Claire, your ass is mine baby and what a beautiful one it is my dear.”

Claire didn’t know how to respond.

“Aren’t you going to thank me Claire, for making a kind remark?” he asked.

Claire quickly said, “Oh yes, thank you very much sir. I’m glad you like it sir.”

“Tell me it is all mine Claire. Tell me your ass is all mine to do with what I wish.” he said.

“Mr. Strong, my ass is all yours sir, to do with what you please. My whole body is yours sir.” Claire suggested.

“That’s what I like to hear. An obedient girl.” he said.

He walked to the front of the table and stood in front of her. Claire could only hear him in front of her. The principal quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, making them fall to the floor and exposing his long cock. He was not wearing underwear.

He grabbed his cock and pushed it to her lips. Claire opened her mouth obediently knowing what he wanted. He shoved his cock into her mouth. It became hard quickly as he began to fuck her mouth with it. He grabbed her head in his hands and pushed his hips back and forth as his cock became slippery with her saliva. He pushed the entire length into her mouth, all 8 inches of it, making Claire gag on his cock.

“That’s it you teeny slut, gag on that cock. Gag on it.” he said, in a stern voice. “Take my cock all the way down that young teen whore throat of yours.”

He made Claire do this for what seemed like a very long time, making his cock extremely hard.

He finally pulled out of her mouth, stepped out of his pants and slowly made his way to the other side of the desk. Claire knew what was coming. She could not wait to feel his cock inside her once again. Her pussy was so wet from feeling his hard cock in her mouth. She widened her stance for him, making her pussy more exposed.

He etiler escort walked around behind her, staring down at her perfect young ass and legs. Her body was pure heaven, just like he remembered from yesterday. He didn’t waste any time and placed his hard cock at the entrance of her gaping pussy, but then changed his mind. He wanted to play with her a little more for his own satisfaction and lust.

“What do you want Claire?” he asked.

“Oh Mr. Strong, I need your big hard cock inside me sir.” Claire said, in a soft submissive shaky voice. “I need to feel it inside me like yesterday. It felt so amazing. Make me cum like that again sir, I need to so badly.”

“Oh, you want to cum now do you Claire?” he asked, with a bit of a chuckle. “You can have my cock when I say so my dear.”

The principal sat on the floor facing away from the desk and wiggled between her legs. Claire could feel her legs part with his movements. He pushed his face closer to her pussy and lightly licked her outer pussy lips with his tongue, from back to front. Claire’s body jerked as he made initial contact with her. She was standing on her tip toes while he ran his tongue over her sex, a reaction to the wonderful feelings she was experiencing.

Claire bit her bottom lip as he licked her, cocking her head back and moaning loudly with each back to front long strokes he made.

“Oooo, I guess Claire likes that does she?” he asked.

“Oh Mister Strong, it feels sooo good, your tongue on my wet pussy. You are making me crazy.” she said back to him.

“Your pussy is pure heaven my dear, you taste soooo good. I’ve been waiting to do this for such a long time Claire, you have no idea.” he said.

He promptly inserted one of his fingers into her pussy as he began to lick her clit, pushing it all the way to his knuckle. The warmth and wetness was truly amazing and the fact that this sweet young thing was his slave made him crazy with lust and desire. His cock was rock hard, as it was yesterday. He fucked her pussy with his finger very slowly and he continued to lick her clit.

Claire moaned even more loudly as his finger sank deep into her dripping pussy, thrust after slow thrust. Her hips pushed into the desk with each deep insertion. The feeling of his tongue flicking over her clit created a wave after wave of pleasure, on the verge of cumming for the first time.

The principal knew she was getting close to orgasm and stopped what he was doing. Claire’s body relaxed.

He held his cock in his hand and ever so slowly pushed it into her pussy to the length of its head. Her pussy was so tight but yet his cock slide into her easily with her juices flowing along the sides of her lips. It was so warm and tight inside this heavenly girl’s body, it took all his concentration not to explode his cum inside her right then and there.

Claire could feel his hard throbbing cock push into her. Her mouth opened wide and eyes shut under the blindfold as she felt it slide in. A wave of pleasure ripped through her as she could feel his head stretch her pussy wide, grasping around it like a hose. She moaned loudly as she felt the pleasure of his cock enter her.

“Do you want more Claire?” the principal asked.

“Oh my God, yes Mr. Strong. Please give me more. Fuck me with that big hard cock of yours. I need it. I want it. Pleeeeeeeeease.” she said, in a lustful voice.

The principal slowly pushed his long cock into her young pussy as he grabbed her hips in his hands. Inch by inch it slid deeper and deeper into her. They both moaned as it slid deep within her.

Claire’s head was fully cocked backwards and back fully arched, “ahhhhhhhhhhh” she moaned loudly. She felt ripples of small orgasms fatih escort flow through her just like last time.

The principal then leaned over her, with his cock buried inside of her, and grabbed the phone. He punched in some numbers then began to speak to the person on the phone.

“She’s ready. Come on down.” he said.

Claire heard what he had said and asked, “Who were you speaking to?”

“Never mind that my dear, just enjoy my cock right now.” he answered back.

To ensure he distracted her from her train of thought, he began to fuck her slowly. Pulling his cock out enough so that the head was barely inside her. Then slowly pushed it back in. He could see that she was enjoying this by the lustful moans coming from her and her head cocking back with each forward thrust.

“Ohhhhh.” Claire would moan loudly as his cock sank deep inside of her to its maximum depth.

She suddenly felt something touch her lips. It was soft and warm. It couldn’t be Mr. Strong, she thought. He was fucking her from behind. Who was this, she wondered, as her head jerked back in shock.

“Hey, what’s going on!?” yelled Claire.

“Don’t mind that my dear.” said the principal. “Just enjoy this. You are going to experience something new today.”

Claire could not believe what was happening. There must be someone else joining them. But who could it be? Claire had never been with two men at the same time. This was something totally unexpected, but she went along with it. The thought got her very excited.

Suddenly, hands were on either side of her head and a cock was pressed into her lips. She obediently opened her mouth and took it in. It must have been huge. The head barely got in, spreading her mouth as wide as it could go.

“Mmmmmmm.” Claire sighed in a muffled voice, as the cock pushed its way into her mouth. It kept going into her, slowly until it reached the back. Claire gagged, but the cock kept going further. The head was now into her throat as she could feel its length slide deeper into her mouth. Claire continued to gag on it. It must be at least 8 inches long she though and it was still going down her throat!

The hands gripped the sides of her head tighter now as the cock kept sliding deeper into her throat. She took deep breaths through her nose and the gagging stopped oddly enough. Still no signs of feeling the crotch of this person hitting her nose. Claire had never experienced a cock so large. The thought of it sent shivers down her spine as Mr. Strong’s cock was still buried deep inside of her. He was not fucking her. He must have been watching the person shove his cock into her mouth she thought to herself.

Finally Claire felt the pelvis of this person touch her nose. His cock was all the way into her mouth and down her throat. She had no idea how long it was but she knew it was huge. The thought of this cock fucking her entered her mind. The thought sent a wave of a small but lengthy orgasm rip through her body.

“MMMMMMMMMM, MMMMMMM!!” Claire moaned loudly in orgasm with each powerful wave. The large cock down her throat and the Principal’s cock buried deep in her pussy. She could feel her pussy muscles tighten around Mr. Strong’s cock as she came.

The principal knew what had happened as he felt her pussy contract around his cock, squeezing it. The feeling was something to behold and cherish he thought to himself.

“Sounds like you enjoyed that Claire.” said the principal. “You must like two cocks don’t you my dear?” he asked.

Claire mumbled again, “mmmmm”, as she nodded her head slightly, in agreement.

The large cock slowly pulled out of her mouth and came out with a slight pop sound. Claire had tears running down her cheeks but it was not from crying. Then she felt Mr. Strong’s cock pull out of her. She had one final small orgasm that made her spine tingle as the head of his cock sprung free from her tight wet pussy. Her juices ran down her inner thigh to her socks. She could feel the cool, wetness as it did so.

to be continued ….

Courtney’s 1st Taste of Pussy

Ass

I had worked in the same firm as Lisa for years, but never in the same department. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything, but she was cute and she was in great shape, especially for a woman in her 40’s. For a lack of a better term she had a reputation as being a bit of a slut, or perhaps a tease. She was married with kids, had some spats where she was separated, its all a bit convoluted.

Lisa seemed to always be having an apparent affair with men in the best position to advance her career, her boss, her boss’s boss, etc…

She also had another trait; she loved to talk about sex, and how depraved of it she was, how her husband never went down on her, and how she sucked the best cock.

She always seemed to be able to keeps several guys “on her hook”, and I thought for the most part she was just using them and that they would never get anything from her beyond her cock raising dialogue.

Perhaps my negativity towards her was based in part to the fact that she never seemed to be interested in me. She was into guys that only a momma could love? (Older, usually unattractive men)

One day after work I found myself making a brief appearance at happy hour, Lisa was of course no stranger to alcohol. She was beginning to slur slightly when I arrived, which was amazing because she could have only been there an hour. She had her typical fleet of horny men circled around her, the likely monetary sources to her alcohol consumption.

I had a long week and was enjoying a few cold ones with my office buddies. I must confess we all took turn glancing over at Lisa; she just has something about her. She was explaining how last night she had an orgasm in her sleep and than added what made it unusual was that she was dreaming about another woman. I have to admit she peaked my eavesdropping interest. She went on to say how she would love to have a woman, but didn’t know how to find the right lady to experiment with.

As the night went on Lisa and I actually engaged in some light hearted office type chit chat, meaningless shit, and than I decided to hit the road. As I leaned in to give her the customary female coworker kiss on the cheek she grabbed my inner thigh and softly ran her hand upward, stopping just short of my balls.

“Stay” she said, “This night still has some potential”

I was at a loss for words and had no reaction, as I write this I’m tempted to profess something else, but the reality was I was a little intimidated and basically dumbfounded. This type of thing is pretty foreign to me. So, I ultimately retreated to my car and went home. Of course for the remainder of the weekend she dominated my thoughts. I began to realize why guys clung to her.

I didn’t know what to expect come Monday, I anticipated that this alcohol induced indiscretion would likely be forgotten, but I was hoping/dreaming for just the opposite.

“Hey Lisa” I blurted at about 10:00 on Monday morning upon seeing her. She walked straight towards me and with a smile said:

“We’re still on for lunch today right?…Great than, I scheduled myself a break from 1:00 to 2:30…Later…” as she walked away, she took great care to wiggle her ass at me raising a few eyebrows in the area.

Lunch it was and we went out to chat, I couldn’t help but feel like I was being pursued by her and I wasn’t quite sure why so? Anyway my curiosity and appetite lead us to a socially acceptable noisy restaurant.

Once seated she inquired “I couldn’t help but notice a picture of a beautiful woman on your desk, is that your wife?”

“Yes, for 10 years now” I calmly responded as I began to see the intent behind her actions.

“She’s in great shape huh?” Lisa pondered with a smirk.

“Yes, the same size as when we got married” I proudly responded still feeling out the motive(s).

The conversation moved on going pleasantly, and than she began to reveal her thoughts.

“After seeing your wife’s picture, I began to wonder what you two look like fucking…sorry, I know that must seem weird, but with most couples that’s something that causes you to cringe if/when it pops into your mind. With you, it just gets me wet”

I was in shock again, but at least I knew what she was interested in, the two of us. For those that have never read any of my stories I will copy and paste in my wife Courtney’s physical description:

Courtney is a very pretty Puerto Rican and Irish girl who; I have found out, loves to be a very dirty girl. She is 5’4”, 120 lbs. with a perfect ass and exceptional tits. (They’re only an A cup but they are absolutely perfectly shaped with soft pink nipples that harden like pencil erasers on contact) She has long brown hair, soft brown eyes and all eyes gravitate to her when we go out, especially when she doesn’t wear a bra (which she never does).

Lisa discussed her sexuality in great depth, I have to say she has a liberated – no shame view of sex. She said that she had had women before, but never a couple, and she felt that Courtney and I would be in her words mecidiyeköy escort “Tasty”.

She ended the conversation with:

“Why don’t you and your wife talk it over and let me know if we could all get together sometime”

I didn’t have to ask Courtney anything, I knew the answer would be NO. I figured maybe I could soften her stance with time, so for the next few weeks Lisa and I conspired together for this our now common goal. I would get so turned on with formulating this idea into a reality that I was spending a good portion of my day trying to hide my erection from my coworkers.

During this time there was an occasion for the girls to meet socially, and they really hit it off, but Lisa never revealed her/our intentions.

The plan ultimately became that Courtney and I would go to Lisa’s house for a co-ed sex toy party, but it would be on the wrong day (my error). So it was set to be Sat. night, the day following the fabricated Friday night sex toy party. This would help mold Courtney’s mind set, at least till the point where the embarrassment of showing up on the wrong day set in. Courtney had been to a few of these parties in the past and she always came home horney as hell.

We arrived fashionable late at 8:15 and Courtney saw trouble right away.

“It seems were the first ones here, I don’t want to go in yet” She said uncomfortably.

“I’m sure some neighbors just walked over, let’s just go in” I said to encourage her and we walked forward to the door.

I rang the bell and Lisa played along by taking her time in getting to there.

“Hello” Lisa greeted us with a pretend look of confusion on her face. “I missed you guys at the party yesterday” she paused than added “Did you mix up the days? I’m sorry originally it was going to be today, but remember Jim and Fay couldn’t make it, so we switched it.”

“Oh my God” I responded. The nervousness and embarrassment was not all acting for me at this point. (the reality was making me stress)

“Come in, come in” Lisa politely opened the door. “I was just putting all the orders together, from yesterday that is”

Lisa went on to say “I used to do it where some woman would come to your house, but it was awkward, people felt like they had to buy stuff and were too embarrassed to order what they actually wanted, so I began to do the whole thing myself, the prices are lower this way and I do it co-ed, which makes it more interesting, sometimes it gets real interesting, but last night was a bore. Perhaps because I was so much looking forward to seeing the two of you”

“That’s so kind of you to say” Courtney responded, as she began to sip at a glass of red wine which Lisa had poured while talking.

All three of us sat on the couch as Lisa entertained with stories of past parties. She remised of women in their 50’s who had never had an orgasm, and women in their twenties who didn’t know where their clitoris was. As the wine flowed along with the conversation, I began to thumb the “toy catalog” allowing Courtney to view it along with me.

Courtney excused herself to the restroom, and in the moments of her absence Lisa whispered in my ear:

“Oh my God she is so fucking hot, could you fuck her here for me, I don’t care if she’s not into girls, I’d be happy just to watch.” She concluded while her hand deliberately brushed against the front of my pants. I was hard already, and she gave me a look of primal hunger, directly into my eyes.

Courtney was a little sloshed so I figured now or never, as she sat back down I caressed her back.

Lisa asked if she could show us some of the “really hot couple items” and before there was a response Lisa was rubbing a cock shaped realistic looking vibrator against Courtney’s arm.

Lisa went on:

“I’m telling you, once inside 5 maybe 10 seconds and you’re cumming, this thing is amazing, but it doesn’t have the taste and flavor of a real man…”

She ran the pink vibrating cock up to Courtney’s mouth and began to rub it gently across her full lips and asked:

“Do you feel the sensation?” “This one is special it has just the sensation I need, deep, but not numbing or ticklish”

As Lisa was turning this toy on Courtney’s mouth I began to rub her inner thigh, she was wearing a denim skirt over white cotton panties. As I began to run my hand up, she would clamp her legs together trapping my hands in disapproval. I persisted by taking the vibe from Lisa and placing it against her leg.

“Just feel it out for a second, just for a second – over your clothes” I said which a nervous shake in my voice.

Courtney responded by opening her legs, just slightly, but that was just the signal that Lisa and I were hoping for. I slowly ran this humming toy to the visibly moist front side of her panties targeting the slightly raised spot that I knew to be her ultra sensitive clit. (She has one that turns bright pink, when it fills and hardens to the size of a small pea.) I pressed the tip against beşiktaş escort the top of her clit’s shaft, opening her slit, and than her legs opened wider. I wondered if she fully realized as she lay with her eyes closed that there was a woman just as aroused as me salivating at the sight of her barely clad pussy.

“Ahh” “It’s gonna make me cum” Courtney mumbled as this toy continued to pulse her mound with waves of pleasure.

I took a brief pause in the action to remove her undies, and she opened her eyes for a moment and than had a moment of embarrassment upon seeing Lisa again.

“It’s ok sweetie, just enjoy” Lisa assured her, while gently pressing her shoulders deeper into the couch. As I began to run the vibe on her exposed slit Lisa unbuttoned Courtney’s blouse, undoubtedly longing to see the beautiful nipples that I had described to her previously, in great detail. Within moments Courtney was clad only in her denim skirt which was pushed up to the point where it appeared to be a thick belt.

Courtney’s erect nipples were at full attention in the air conditioned environment and I’m sure that Lisa wanted to feel them on her tongue and in her mouth in the worst way, because I know I did too.

I gave Lisa a nod and the two us latched onto Courtney’s tits simultaneously, I don’t know if it was the shock of the two mouths on her, or if Lisa did a little love bite on her tasty nipple, but Courtney jerked back suddenly and Lisa reassured her with:

“Sweetie just enjoy, enjoy the pleasure…”

I kneeled down in front of her and slide her hips forward on the couch. I saw how wet she was and just had to taste her juice, the ultimate aphrodisiac. As I slurped away at her wide spread lips, she began to beg for my cock. The vibrator was humming on/in Lisa at this point and the intensity in the room was increasing exponentially.

I looked over at Lisa who was wearing a white push up bra and nothing else, and I decided to get her back into the fun.

Turning my head towards Lisa I said:

“Let’s fuck her, fuck her together”

Immediately Lisa came over and got on her hands and knees, her head between Courtney’s knees, taking over my pussy eating position, and I got behind Lisa lining my cock up against her thin glistening pussy lips. She was clean shaven and had a great ass. I couldn’t believe what I was seemingly allowed to do! Lisa instructed Courtney:

“The better your man fucks me, the better I lick you, ok?” Courtney just moaned in passive agreement.

As Lisa spread Courtney’s sweet pussy open for a licking with both hands, I pressed my throbbing cock into Lisa. Lisa gasped and said:

“He’s so fucking big! You take this giant cock inside you, here?” and she slid her tongue deeply into Courtney’s vagina forcefully, using her tongue like a cock of her own.

I was ready to cum, already and as I began to slow my pace Lisa asked:

“What you need to squirt your thing sweetie? Is that why you’re slowing down?”

I didn’t even respond and Lisa went on to say: “Go ahead, I want you to cum, I want you to cum inside of her!” Lisa than pulled forward letting my cock slide out of her, and than led me forward with my soaking dick in her hand, pulling on it. She than placed it to Courtney’s sweet ready pussy.

I began fucking Courtney now slick from two hot pussies and Lisa began to coach me:

“Cover her inside and out with your cum, soak her, hurry up do it before she comes too” I don’t know why but it seemed like something I wanted to do and I just let go and began to pump cum into Courtney like pumping water from a well, and following the persistent coaching from Lisa I withdrew my still pulsing dick and squirted cum all over the outside of Courtney’s pussy and on her asshole. There were strings of goo all over Lisa’s sofa too, but she was so turned on that she seemingly couldn’t have cared less.

No sooner had my last drop poured out and Lisa was back between Courtney’s legs eating up the mess! She ate it in a frenzy while updating Courtney on her every move, saying:

“I’m sucking it out of your vagina, mmm now off your clit, soo good, I love the taste of the two of you”

I watched her suck and eat out everything with the utmost efficiency, she worked her way down to Courtney’s ass hole and licked it clean, and she started to press her tongue into it. Lisa got Courtney’s undivided attention as her tongue dipped in and out of Courtney’s ass. Courtney wiggled and squirmed with the sensations, this coupled with Lisa’s left hand working Courtney’s clit faster and harder than I ever dared to myself would surely cause an orgasm and than it began…

Courtney muttered “Oh my God, Oh my God, No, No, No…” She twitched and gyrated in a tortured pleasure for what seemed to be minutes.

During this I just kept watching Lisa dig and probe Courtney’s ass. It seemed her tongue was in her several inches, I could see Courtney’s sphincter opened wide around the base of Lisa’s tongue, fındıkzade escort it was truly something amazing to see, and my cock once again an interested spectator stood at attention.

As Courtney’s orgasm began to subside I could see she was getting a rational perspective on what was going on, and she was perhaps loosing interest in having a strange woman’s tongue in her rectum. She squirmed back on the couch with a quivering “Thank You”

Lisa backed away, and I decided to repay her for the favor she gave Courtney, so I sat her down right next to a now dazed Courtney on the couch and began to eat Lisa’s pussy. It was surprisingly tasteless, but I was still making me horny as hell. Lisa has one of the best looking snatches I’d ever seen. She could have worked in porn with her body, she looked great naked and she really knows how to play things up.

“Hey sweetie are you ready to try some” Lisa asked Courtney as she caught Courtney glancing to see what I was doing. Lisa gave Courtney a gentle push forward and Courtney kneeled next to me on the floor.

As I continued to lick and suck on Lisa’s clit she spread her legs open wider letting Courtney see everything that was going on.

I encouraged her by adding “Honey why don’t you try it for a bit, this opportunity doesn’t come around too often, give it a try” With this she drew in closer, looking forward curiously. I said, “here let’s lick her clit together, it feels great on your tongue, lick it here…” and I stretched my tongue out as far as it would go to demonstrate.

Courtney began by getting her head in close and suddenly the limited space between Lisa’s legs became evident, so we took turns.

“What do you think?” I asked as she has a mouth full of pussy, and all a got back was a moist and muffled “hmm mmm”

Courtney was picking up pace, loosing some of her inhibitions when Lisa suggested something that blindsided me.

Lisa said “I have some lube in that cabinet, why don’t you stick that oversized shaft into you wife’s asshole for me” “I can tell from tonguing her that she’s no stranger to a good ass fucking!” “I think that would be just the thing to loosen her up, just what the Doctor ordered.” “I want to see her pretty face as she takes it hard and deep”

I was no stranger to fucking her there and have to admit it seemed like a great idea. I didn’t hear any objection, so I grabbed the lube and started spreading it on Courtney’s ass and my shaft. I just kept globing the stuff on until I was corrected.

“Just a dab will do you” Lisa blurted, almost laughing.

So I pushed down on Courtney’s hips aligning her ass to the slickened tip of my cock, and as I aimed and pressed with one hand, I softly rubbed at her soft lips and clit with my other. Slowly I pushed and paused watching the cause and effect reflected on how she was licking Lisa’s pussy. Lisa was looking down to see how she was reacting to the growing pressure against her little asshole.

As my cock suddenly took its course Courtney took in a deep breath, and paused, as did I. Once she gained comfort in being opened, she resumed slurping Lisa’s twat, and I pressed on further, inching my way deeper little by little.

I was in to the point where I was pulling her cheeks apart, getting deeper than ever before, it was amazing! Lisa had dirty talked the two of us into the hardest ass fucking session Courtney has ever endured, and she was taking it like a total whore!

Lisa who was orchestrating all activities better than a porn director had her pussy spread wide for me to see, than she began to slide deeper into the couch, bringing her hips closer to the forward edge, than I realized what she was up to when she made her next demand to Courtney:

“Nice licking, now why don’t you show me what I taught you about how to eat ass” “Go ahead and lick it…yeah right there…and when I tell you to, start fucking my ass with your tongue the same way he’s pumping yours…Do it, do it now! Eat me out you filthy whore…mmm deep, make me cum…”

As I watched my wife’s tongue disappear into Lisa’s ass, I began to spasm in eminent orgasm. I picked up my pace and began pounding into Courtney’s sweet ass with a rapid frenzied intensity. Within a moment I was pumping my full load into Courtney’s asshole, as my cock remained fixed deep between her reddened cheeks. I became a spectator again to the women performing before me while still attached in the most deviant of ways.

Lisa was next to cum, she was good at broadcasting her climax giving a play by play on what her body was doing and why:

“Yeah I’m rubbing my clit, rubbing it hard with you deep inside my asshole, pump me with your face, and make me cum, cum on your tongue” “I’m gonna cum so hard on you…mmm feel it, feel it now!” “NOW” “Taste me cumming”

I could see Courtney gasping for air as Lisa had her by the back of the head pulling her in tighter, it was intense! The action than ended almost abruptly with Lisa saying to me:

“Come on lets finish her off, this slut of yours has earned her reward.”

The activity ultimately played out by Lisa using the vibrator from earlier on Courtney. She just slid it over Courtney’s clit for a few seconds and than it was in her, and than just a few seconds later Courtney was cumming. It literally took less than a minute!

Horny

Babes

I don’t know what happened. I mean, I don’t do such things, and I never had any idea I ever would, but I did.

It began on Saturday morning, the 21st of June., Solstice Day. Gina asked me last Monday about going with her to the festival some of her friends were putting together for this day, but I said I just couldn’t. I’d heard about what people did at those festivals, and that kind of behavior wasn’t for me.

“Oh, Sybil, loosen up a little,” Gina laughed. “With a name like Sybil, you have to do those kind of nature festivals. You’d fit right in.”

When I went to bed Friday night everything seemed normal. I did go to sleep naked. I do that once in awhile, and I admit I like it but it seems a little immoral so I don’t do it often. I limit myself to not more than once a week, and when I do it it’s always on Friday night. I can’t do it on Saturday night, because then I’d wake up naked on Sunday morning and that just wouldn’t be right. Not that anybody would know, of course, but somebody might ask and then I’d be embarrassed and then they’d know.

Anyway, when I woke up Saturday morning, the sun was already lighting the room. I checked my radio alarm. It read 5:22. Then I did something that brought me completely awake. It was the first thing I did, and I did it without thinking. I said, quietly, but aloud and as plain as day, “Fuck.”

I hate that word. I never use it. I always cringe on the inside when I hear it. I think it’s a very crude word and it usually makes me feel dirty. There are a lot of words like that, I think, and I hate every one of them. I have no idea why it just popped out like that.

“Fuck.” I listened to it roll around in my ears, and then, not thinking, I repeated it. “Fuck.”

It dawned on me that it didn’t disgust me as it usually did. In fact, I kind of liked the sound of it. I said it again, repeating it at slow intervals. I felt weird doing it, but it wasn’t as bad as I’d experienced it before then. It was kind of like someone had given me permission to hear it from my own voice. I realized then that I’d never actually said the word. I wondered if there was a difference whether a person says a word or whether they hear it.

“Fuck.”

“Fuck.”

“Fuck.”

“Fuck.”

“Fuck.”

It got to be kind of fun. I started to laugh. I said the word louder and repeated it a little faster.

“Fuck.” Fuck.” “Fuck.”

It was great. I got out of bed and padded into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and said it where I could see me speaking it.

“Fuck.” “Fuck.” “Fuck.”

My face didn’t break or go bad. Actually, I am a pretty girl. Everybody has always said so, even before I grew up. Three years ago when I moved into this ground-floor apartment and began to live on my own my mother warned me to be careful of men in my life, and never, ever let a man come into the apartment alone or else I would be tempted to succumb to the kind of life her sister Delilah did, with men everywhere all times of the day and night. Mom didn’t approve of Delilah’s knowing so many different men, but it always looked to me like Delilah had a lot more fun than Mom did. I didn’t know what to make of it. I knew Mom was right, though, and I didn’t want to be an immoral woman like Aunt Delilah. Mom warned me that ground floor apartments were dangerous, so I had to keep my shades down and the curtains pulled all the time. I did what my mother said, except some days after I was up and dressed I would open the shades and curtains and let the light in. I love light. I never told mother that I did that. She would have been mortified.

I stood there in front of the mirror speaking to my reflection. I looked at myself from head to toe and I kept repeating the words, sometimes softly, sometimes quite loud.

“Sybil,” I said to myself, “you are standing here saying the word ‘fuck’ over and over like some immoral person. Why doesn’t it sound immoral? There you are, all five-feet-five inches of you, with your standard All-American 34C boobs and your 26-inch waist and your 34-inch hips and your dark brown eyes and long honey-blonde hair down to your waist and your lightly covered slit and you want to put your hand down there and you never do that kind of thing, but you’re going to do it right now.”

I watched as I slid my right hand, flat on my belly, slowly down to my crotch and inserted a finger in my soft slit. I know what’s there, of course. I had sex education in high school and I did read another book about it, too. Gina tells me she does it a lot, masturbate, and it feels very good. She says she slides her finger very softly over her clitoris and sometimes she can bring herself off that way. That’s the way she says it, “bring myself off.” She means she feels especially good.

I don’t masturbate. A few times my fingers have rubbed there, but only one or two rubs and I stop. It’s sinful to masturbate. Mom always said I’d go crazy if I masturbated myself so I don’t do it. I don’t want to be crazy. nişantaşı escort This morning I stood in front of the mirror and I watched as my hand seemed to go down there of its own accord, and I felt it rub and very soon it found my clitoris. It felt very good. It felt as if this was a most wonderful thing to do. I kept rubbing very lightly and pretty soon I felt myself begin to quiver and my knees went weak, and I leaned on the edge of the sink counter with my other hand and then I felt the most wonderful feeling go through me and I wondered if perhaps I was getting sick and I realized that when I get sick it never feels this good. I realized I was pressing against my clit more firmly while the shock went through me like that. When it stopped I let my fingers slide down a little more and I felt wetness. At first I thought I must have peed, but I didn’t remember feeling myself doing that, and I do know what that feels like. I remembered then what I learned in sex education, that a woman gets wet between her legs when her body is ready to have sex with a man.

I kept on looking in the mirror and I brought my hands to cover my breasts.

“Tits.” Oh-oh! I never use that word either. I think it’s very rude and very coarse. I have breasts, not tits.

“Tits.” I said, squeezing my breasts. No, that’s not quite right. I squeezed my tits. I laughed.

“Boobs,” I said as I squeezed again. Where were all these awful words coming from, and why didn’t they feel evil as I said them?

I sat down on the toilet to piss. Oops! I don’t piss, I pee. That’s bad enough, pee, but piss is not used by nice people. I let the stream go. “Piss,” I said. “Yes, I like to piss,” I said. “It feels good to piss.”

I looked down between my thighs as the stream stopped.

“Fuck.” I repeated, and watched as my hand went there. “Fuck.” “Fuck.” “Fuck my cunt.”

Oh! That was new too! Where did that come from? I pulled my hand back and put it on my thigh.

“Cunt.” That’s another word I always thought was kind of coarse.

“Cunt,” I said it again and one hand immediately dropped down between my legs and a finger slipped into my vagina, just one knuckle. It felt very good, I must admit. I pushed it in and out slowly. Every time I did that it felt better and better. My finger went deeper and deeper into my opening. Then I realized I was using two fingers. Soon I was having another quiver like I’d had before.

“Cunt.” “Fuck my cunt.” “Fuck.” “Fuck.” “Cunt.”

I felt as if I wanted to say these words all day. If anyone came I’d have to watch myself, but of course no one comes to see me unless I invite them.

“Fuck my cunt.” “Kiss my tits.” “Suck my twat.” Oh, no, another one! What a disgusting idea! Somehow, though, I didn’t really believe that just then. I felt like it was something I wanted to experience.

I got up and stood in front of the mirror again. I had to admit again that I was at least as pretty as most other girls I knew. Gina always says I am beautiful. I suppose it’s for other people to decide for you.

Reluctantly I turned away from the mirror and went back into my bedroom. I stood there for a couple of minutes trying to decide what to wear. Usually it’s not a chore to decide that, but today I realized I really didn’t want to put anything on. I twirled around slowly, my arms outstretched. It felt good to do that. After a couple of turns I found myself at my bedroom window. I pulled the curtain back, brought the shade up, and opened the window to let the fresh air in. I looked out at the back alley. Nobody was out there. I went out into the living room. It overlooked the street. I pulled the curtains and shades on all three windows. The room was very bright. There were a few cars going by, and then a man walked by. He didn’t even look at my apartment. I realized I didn’t care if he did. No, I told myself, I wish he would look, I wish he would take a look at my naked body.

“Fuck!”

I went into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee and fry a couple of eggs. I pulled up the curtains and shades on the large window there looking out on the street. I realized my apartment was looking very bright now. I liked the feel of it. I went to the door and stepped out into the hallway to pick up my newspaper. It didn’t feel scary at all to go out there like that, naked, right there in the hallway where anybody could have opened a door and seen me naked. I came back in and made my breakfast and sat down at the table, right next to the window where I could look out. It was not quite six o’clock. I opened the paper and turned it to the comics page. I looked out the window as I turned the pages back and there were two younger women passing by. One of them turned to look at me as she passed. Her eyes went wide as she saw I was naked. She stopped and nodded toward my window, said something, and her companion also turned. The second woman broke into a huge grin and lifted her hands over her head, clasped istanbul escorts together like a boxer who has just won his bout. I giggled. It made me feel good. They went on.

I ate my breakfast as I read the paper. I forgot that I was naked. I have no idea who passed my place or whether they looked in, and I didn’t care. When I finally decided it was time to get about cleaning the apartment, it no longer occurred to me that I was still naked.

“Fuck,” I said softly as I got up from the table. “Fuck my cunt,” I said, still softly. “Lick my twat, suck my boobs, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” I said, my voice getting louder and louder, although I really didn’t say it loudly at all. I did laugh, though. I laughed because I’d never seen a naked man, never seen a live penis, never touched a man under his underwear or anything like that. All of a sudden that seemed to be very desirable. The last man I kissed was my father, and that was when I was in the seventh grade. Daddy wouldn’t kiss me after that. He said something about my growing up was getting to be too much for him. Gina says it’s disgusting that I’ve never kissed anybody romantically. She said I didn’t know what I was missing, and I said if I was missing it I’d know wouldn’t I?

I brought a wet dishrag to the table to wash it off. I was facing the window. I glanced up and there was a man outside who looked like he was frozen in place. His eyes were wide open and he was staring at me. I thought he was about to have a stroke or something. He was staring at my chest. My tits (oooooh!) were dangling a little. It looked like he was looking at them. I had a sudden urge to shake my shoulders a little, and I did. The man looked like he was going to pass out. His hand went to his crotch and he covered himself. I wondered why.

“Fuck my cunt,” I said out loud and I smiled at him, but of course he couldn’t hear me. I didn’t say it very loud, and even though the window was open he couldn’t know what I was saying. I wanted him to come inside. Just then he turned away and seemed to stagger off, reeling as he walked. He was shaking his head, too.

I spent the next two hours vacuuming, doing laundry, changing my bed, doing dishes, and I sat at the kitchen table and paid some bills. All the time I was naked. I’d never done any of those things naked before. I never had been naked this long before, either. I liked the feeling. I told myself that maybe I would be naked in the future as much as possible. This was a lot of fun.

All the time I was repeating to myself some of the naughty words I’d never liked before and never used before but which now seemed to be delicious to say and hear. “Fuck.” “Cunt.” Tits.” Boobs.” “Twat.” “Piss.” The words rolled around in my mouth, over my tongue, and emerged into the air around me as if hanging for me to see them and acknowledge them.

Just then my door bell sounded. I had just finished writing checks and was putting the checkbook away. I glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. 9:57. I wondered who it might be. Without thinking I went to the door quickly and pulled it open. A young man was standing there, my paper boy. He’s not really a boy, of course, he’s a full grown man maybe twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

“Oh, yes, time for collection, isn’t it, Mike?” I asked, smiling. I never even noticed the glaze in the Mike’s eyes. I went to get the check book out again and as I turned back I realized I was naked. For the briefest moment I had a pang of embarrassment, then I quickly told myself, silently, to get over it. I even smiled.

‘You like being naked, so what’s the big deal,” I told myself. I returned to the door and leaned over the little table in the entryway to write the check. I wanted Mike to see my hanging boobs. It felt very good for me to know I was making him feel good.

“Uh, Sibyl, uh, I don’t know what to say, but do you know you’re . . . uh, well . . . do you know you’re . . . not dressed?” I could tell he was trembling.

“Yes, Mike, I know that. I just didn’t want to get dressed today. Do you mind me this way?” I couldn’t believe I was talking to him so calmly. I stood up straight to hand him the finished check. I knew he could see everything about me that was different from him. I wanted to step to him, wrap my arms around him, press my tits against his chest. I felt a sudden urge between my thighs.

“Mike, do you want to come inside for a little while and visit?” I asked brightly. I didn’t know exactly what I was going to do, but all of a sudden I wanted him to take off his clothes, too and be naked with me. Mike looked very nice and clean and I knew from other times when he came to collect that he was a bright young man who was working his way through college. I knew he lived with his mother and that he didn’t date very much.

I felt very much alive, more alive than I ever remembered feeling. I was very conscious of my body. All of a sudden I was aware in a different way that I was completely naked bağcılar escort and I liked it a lot. I liked that there was a boy there with me, even though he wasn’t naked. Yet. I could feel my breasts. I giggled and told myself I could feel my tits. I looked down and saw that my nipples were hard and sticking out a little. I could feel my cunt. I was wet. It felt as if it was very eager to be touched by the boy’s cock.

Oh! There’s another word! “Cock!” “Cock.” “Dick.” These were all words I’d heard at different times in my life, and now they seemed like just the right words to use. Just thinking them made me feel hungry to have one. I was glad they were there, that they were available to me.

Mike looked warily at me, but he came in as I held the door wide for him. He did his best to avoid touching me, but I managed to keep the space small enough that he had to brush across my nipples. It felt wonderful! Carefully I closed the door behind him.

“Want a cup of coffee?” I asked, facing him directly and standing about three feet away from him. His face was flushed a bright red.

“Uh, yeah, sure,” he said nervously. “Uh, did you want me to do something?” he asked. He really was very nervous.

“Would you like to take off your clothes, too?” I asked with a big grin. I felt very bold.

“Oh, wow!” he said as if he was breathing the words. His voice was very low. “Really? You want me to get, uh . . . like you are?”

“I’d like that very much!” I said, my voice steady and as if it was the most natural thing in the world to say. Inside I was trembling so hard I wondered how I could be so calm on the outside. “I want to see what you look like naked.”

“It’s embarrassing,” Mike said. He stood there for a moment, stock still, and I didn’t say anything, I just looked into his eyes. His hand slipped to the buttons of his shirt and he began to open them up. He was wearing shorts and sandals, too. I saw right away he didn’t have an undershirt on. He looked very nice. I liked the way his chest looked, very fit and square and strong. He was maybe six feet tall. His waist was narrow, and so were his hips. He pulled his shirt off and laid it carefully over the back of my stuffed chair.

“Is this all right here?” he asked politely as he turned. I liked the way the muscles in his back rippled. I wanted to touch him. He turned back to me and stood there.

“Go on,” I urged quietly. “Keep going,” I added.

“Really?” he asked, obviously feeling very self-conscious. His hand went to the waist of his shorts and he slipped them down over his hips. He had on a pair of briefs, and his pecker was making it jut straight out. I giggled.

“What’s funny?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing, I’m impressed,” I said. “I never saw a boy naked, never. Not even when I was little. I didn’t do any babysitting, and my mother watched over me very closely. Remember, I told you before I hardly ever dated?”

“Oh, yeah,” Mike said, but he was still embarrassed. “I suppose you want me to take these off to,” He said, hooking his thumbs into the sides of his briefs. Then he was naked, as his briefs slid down his legs. He stepped out of his sandals and pushed the shorts and briefs over his feet. He carefully folded everything and put them with his shirt, then nudged the sandals under the edge of the chair. His pecker was jutting straight up as if it was aiming at his chin. It looked as if it was very hard. I guessed it was probably six inches long, at least. It looked like it was the thickness of a Polish sausage.

“Does that hurt, being like that?” I asked, pointing to his cock.

“No, not really,” he said.

“May I touch you?” I asked, looking into his eyes and my arm stretched toward his crotch.

“You really want to?” he asked, disbelieving, but he nodded his permission.

I reached out and put my finger tip on the end of his cock. It felt a little bit like rubber, but it also felt warm-make that ‘hot’-and I grasped it with my fingers. It felt wonderful, alive and strong and hard and suddenly I wanted to kiss it. I found myself kneeling in front of him and kissing the end of his dick. He gasped and his cock twitched and kind of slapped me in the cheek lightly. I giggled and chased it down, kissing it again on the tip and then up and down the shaft and then it was in my mouth. I don’t remember how it got there, but it was there and I liked it there. I liked the way it filled my mouth. It seemed to be made just for my mouth. I moved my head back and forth on it. I felt it quiver. After a few minutes I felt something happening and it excited me.

“I’m coming!” he growled softly. I almost inhaled him. I didn’t want him to leave me. I wanted to keep his cock in my mouth. If I’d thought I could have eaten it, I would have. All of a sudden I felt something surging and then my mouth was getting filled rapidly with a thick fluid, more than I could handle, and I liked the taste and I choked on it and I swallowed some of it and I tried to swallow everything but I couldn’t and it came out around my mouth and kind of ran down my chin and got some on my cheek and some on his dick and he shot more of it into me and on my face and some of it dripped on my tits and ran down a little to my belly and even a few drops on my thighs.

Camping with Chris

Amateur

This is about my first time with Chris. This was the summer after my senior year of high school. Bored with our summer jobs, my best friend Billy and I decided to go camping one weekend. By the time Saturday rolled around, the number had grown to 6 guys. Saturday afternoon, we loaded up our tents and sleeping bags and went out to some property my parents had owned for a few years. At the time, we had about a dozen head of cattle, but we used the property primarily for hunting and fishing. So by the time we got out there and set everything up, it was almost dark. We had brought some firewood from the house, so we started a fire and sat around talking. In a little while, somebody decided we were running low on beer and ice, so my best friend Billy and 3 of the other guys went to the nearest convenience store to resupply our needs.

I didn’t feel like driving around and so Chris and I decided to stay behind with our stuff. They had been gone for about 20 minutes or so when Chris decided he was going to lie down on the cot inside the tent. I guess the beer we had already drunk got us sort of mellow, so the conversation was waning by this point. After a few minutes, I asked how it was going with him and his girlfriend at the time. When he answered his voice sounded kind of shaky. I was sort of shocked to know that he was masturbating with me right there. At that point in my life, I certainly jacked off quite a bit, and I was fairly certain my friends cihangir escort did too, but it had never happened in front of me. So I did the same and we were talking about nothing in particular. I just remember that it felt kinky and erotic to openly jack off in front of another person while they were doing the same. In a little bit, he asked me if I had ever gotten a blowjob from a girl. I said no, and asked him if he had. He said yes. I asked him what it felt like. He thought about it for a minute, and he told me that it felt really good. Like jacking off, only better. And at that moment, I wanted to know what it felt like. I wanted him to suck me off, but I was too inexperienced to ask him to. Also, I didn’t know if he ever had, or even if he would suck me if I asked him to.

So I did the only thing I could think of to try to get things going further. I crawled over to his cot, leaned over and gently placed my hand on his cock. I gently gripped it and slowly worked my fist up and down his shaft. When he didn’t protest or try to stop me, I figured my plan was pretty solid, and I felt sure he would go along with what I had in mind. So I leaned down and slowly, almost timidly, licked his mushroom head and swirled my tongue around and around, and then gently put my lips around his glistening mushroom head and continued to swirl my tongue around while I closed my lips around his cockhead. He moaned so I knew I fulya escort had him. I slowly worked my mouth down his shaft, until his cockhead was against the back of my mouth, and slowly worked it back out so that my lips were pursed against his meatus, almost like if I were kissing it.

I remember taking it all in, with all my senses, because I wanted to be able to clearly remember exactly what it was like. I remember thinking that he didn’t taste bad at all, like I had anticipated. As a matter of fact, he tasted clean, faintly smelling like soap. And I really liked the texture of his skin and especially the mushroom head of his dick, silky and soft, and such a contrast with his rock hard shaft. So I tried to imagine what would feel good if I were the one receiving a blowjob, and decided that I would slowly work my mouth up and down, and swirl my tongue around the head when I got back up to the top, and use plenty of saliva.

I could tell by his moaning that I was doing a pretty good job. I kind of lost track of time because I was concentrating on making him feel good, so I’m not sure how long I sucked his dick that first attempt, but after a while, my jaw was getting tired, so I pulled off and laid back on my cot, thinking about what had just transpired. On one hand, I was proud of myself for doing something for someone else. Even though I didn’t make him cum, it was such a satisfying feeling to make him mecidiyeköy escort feel that good. I hadn’t been back on my cot long before I was jacking myself off again. In fact, I had barely gotten myself rock hard again, when I heard him getting off his cot. No words had been spoken, so I was a little nervous about what had just happened. I knew he liked it, but I was afraid that maybe he was now having second thoughts about it. It turns out I had nothing to worry about.

He knee-walked over to my cot and the next thing I knew, he put his warm mouth on my dick and licked it from tip to base several times. When he coated my dick with his saliva, he took me in his mouth and I remember thinking – damn, that feels good!! Wow. It was so warm, and it just felt like my dick was enveloped in something that was making every nerve ending blissful. He probably only sucked me for five or ten minutes. Again, I lost track of time. I was just so caught up in how good it felt. Anyway, after a little while, he pulled off and went back to his cot. We were both openly jacking off and moaning at this point, and when I heard him grunt while going faster and getting closer, it had the effect of getting me hotter and closer too.

We both stroked ourselves faster and faster, and I ended up cumming about a half a minute after him. It was incredible. It was, by far, the strongest orgasm I had ever had. The kinky feeling of jacking off in front of another guy, and not being ashamed of masturbating, and him doing the same, combined with the wonderful feeling of being sucked off, was such a mind blowing experience for me. And as I was breathing hard and coming down off my climax, neither of us was ashamed of what had happened, and it was wonderful to share that with him.

BBW Samantha and Mitch

Big Dicks

This story started a few years ago, when I met a man who would change my life forever. See, I’ve always been a BBW. And I had just started becoming more comfortable with the idea, when I met Mitch in a chat room for larger women. I was 22 at the time, and he was a good bit older then me. For a while we chatted on and off. Sometimes months in between. And between chatting with him I had a string of guys I would chat with, getting brave with this newfound knowledge that lots of men liked me because of my size, not in spite of it..Even if that bravery was just online, because I’d always shy away from their attempts to meet me in person.

But then me and Mitch started chatting more often, almost everyday. I came to know him better, and found him to be very intelligent, caring, warm, with a good sense of humor, all the qualities I like most in a man.

Then one day during one of our chats he unexpectedly said, “Samantha, I love you, I have finally found the girl of my dreams.” I didn’t know how to reply, I was so shocked. Could he really feel that way about me?

He never pressured me to tell him the same, he’d just send little notes to me everyday, or an e-card. Always letting me know he was thinking of me, and how much he loved me.

We would chat for hours at a time, and after a while our chats started becoming more sexual. And he told me how he had a higher sex drive then most, and some women couldn’t handle that. I had let him know that I was a virgin, far as I had went was kissing a few guys.

A strict religious upbringing, and being shy around men in person had kept my experience at that. Plus, even though it sounds old fashioned to a lot of people; I wanted it to be with the right person, someone I was in love with.

That didn’t stop me from taking some sexy pics and videos for him though. Showing off my ample alabaster curves, 46 DD breasts, large shapely bottom, long brunette hair, and sparkling dark brown eyes, and what Mitch always called my Mona Lisa smile. His compliments made me feel beautiful and sexy, Something I had never felt before. And it only caused me to become more confident, and more risque in my pics and videos..we’d even exchange links to pics of lingerie and heels he’d like to see me in.

Once he finally convinced me to give him my number, the first few times he called I couldn’t answer the phone. I’d see his number show up on my caller ID and I’d freeze, afraid I wouldn’t live up this this ideal he had of me. But, he left me voice messages, and the first time I heard his voice it was so deep and sexy it made me wet just hearing him. And I immediately thought how wonderful that voice would sound whispering naughty things in my ear while he fucked me with his large fingers or cock. That’s when I decided I wanted more.

So, I finally picked up the phone when he called one day, surprising him. Our first few chats weren’t sexual, Although the sexual tension could be felt between us, even across the hundreds of miles seperating us. He said he was trying his best to be a gentleman, And at the time, I was too shy to tell him I didn’t want him to be.

I started thinking about him all the time, and I’d miss him so much when I wasn’t talking to him. That’s when I realized I had fallen in love with him. And hearing how happy it made him when I told him that I loved him too, just made me want to be with him that much more.

A few days after was when I had my first phone sex experience. And it was the most amazing thing I had experienced in my life..His sexy voice telling me exactly what he wanted to do to me, telling me to close my eyes and imagine his hands and lips on me. To use my vibrator to slowly fuck my pussy, and run it over my clit. And how much he wished he had his face between my thighs, tasting me for hours on end. and that he wanted his cock in my pussy, fucking me hard and deep.

I had been using a vibrator and other things to get myself off for years. But I had never cum so hard and as much as I did that night. And I knew that we had to meet soon or we would both go crazy. I was 25 years old by now, and my pussy was long overdue to get properly fucked,

So, I finally did what I thought I’d never do. I made plans to meet a man from online, not just any man, but Mitch. The one I loved and lusted after.

When I first saw him come out of the corridor at the airport, my heart started racing more then it already had been. He was so tall, 6’4. which even made fındıkzade escort me seem short at 5’10, but not right now, as I was wearing 5 inch heels that he always said he wanted to see me wear. And he was so handsome. Impressive build, salt and pepper hair that I immediately wanted to run my hands through. And when he looked at me I saw the warmth and love in his eyes, and desire too. In a blur I remember running towards him, and he dropped his bags and his arms went around me as we embraced for the first time. I looked up, and our lips met. I immediately felt the sexual tension we have had between us for so long ignite into a blaze of passion.

He leaned down and whispered into my ear, his warm breath and deep voice sending delightful chills down my body. “Are you really hungry for that dinner we had planned, or other things?”

I couldn’t deny the hunger in my eyes was for something other then food. And I bravely replied. “We can always order something later once we work up an appetite.” His smile told me he was glad I had said that. Truth be told, I don’t think either of us could have sat through dinner without us ravishing each other on top of a table.

We quickly got his luggage and found my car. As we were loading it in, the parking lot where we were at was pretty much deserted. And as I leaned over moving some things out of the way for his luggage to fit, he ran his hand up the back of my thigh. Under my short black skirt, and when he reached my bare bottom, I smiled..knowing he said he always liked the idea of having access to me when he wanted. I heard him moan his appreciation when he felt between my thighs and found me hot and wet already. He then placed his hands on my hips and ground himself against me for a few seconds. Before someone walking our way made us quickly finish loading the luggage and start the trip back to my place.

The trip home was sweet torture. During our conversation, Mitch placed his hand on my thigh, and kept moving it up higher. Until I had to spread my legs further apart. He then placed his hand right over my shaved mound. At first, his middle finger just barely going past my slit to deeper in my pussy. I moaned and lifted my hips slightly. Making his finger go deeper, and touch my clit. He kept his finger there, and started lightly circling my clit with his finger. It took all my effort to keep me from driving off the road. It felt so good, and I had never been so wet.

We finally reached my house and he reluctantly removed his hand from my now soaked pussy. I watched in aroused fascination as he took and tasted his finger, tasting me..then brought his hand to my lips, so I could taste myself. I sucked his finger into my mouth, licking and sucking it while looking into his eyes. Letting him know what I really wanted in my mouth.

The luggage long forgotten, we ran into the house..him close behind me..which was a good thing since it hid the wet spot on my skirt. As soon as we got into the house he backed me up against the living room wall. Pinning my hands against it on either side of my head. He leaned against me and we shared another kiss, this one even more potent then the last. And it lead to another, and another..tongues sliding against each other. Hands roaming, touching everything we could reach, hips grinding against each other. his hardness pressing into my softness..until I had all but melted into a puddle of pure molten lust at his feet.

He surprised me by lifting me off the floor, his strong arms holding me easily. As he asked where the bedroom was. I directed him to it and he carried me into the room and layed me down on the bed. I slid over and he climbed in beside me. He leaned over and once again he kissed me on the lips. But we both wanted more, much more. He started kissing my neck, and just under my ear, the spot that makes my entire body shiver in pleasure. With lips and tongue he started his decent, until he reached the top of my red silk shirt. He started unbuttoning my shirt, kissing the newly exposed skin until it was completely undone. And he lifted it away from me and tossed it to the floor. He smiled at the front closure black lace bra I wore for him, and he cupped my breasts and rubbed them through the bra before finally undoing the clasp and letting it fall to the sides. Automatically I brought my hands up to shield myself, not understanding the sudden shyness that overcame me. But he must have, because he maslak escort leaned down and started kissing my hands, and running his tongue between my fingers to touch parts of my breasts left uncovered by my hands. As he slowly ran his hand up and down my leg, trying to relax me. In that sexy voice I loved so much he said “Please baby, move your hands, I want to see how beautiful you are.”

I slowly moved my hands away, and he looked at what was revealed for several moments, and I could feel myself blushing at his intense stare. But then his hands covered my bare breasts; and I lost all rational thought. The slighty rough texture of his fingers and palms felt so good against my skin. I felt my nipples harden against his hands, and my back arched as he took my nipples between his fingers and rolled them between finger and thumb. Applying just enough pressure to cause that delicious pleasure/pain sensation throughout my body.

Mitch leaned down, and I felt his warm moist breath first before feeling his wet mouth surround my nipple, I felt him suck on my nipple and I gasped and grabbed the back of his head. Holding him to me, never wanting this sensation to end. I felt my pussy throb with pleasure with each suck and lick of his mouth on my nipples, and unconsiously started moving my hips in a undulating rhythm…I felt like I was on the brink of cumming already. He sensed this and ran his hand up my thigh, and to my pussy. Slipping one finger inside my hot, very wet pussy..and using his thumb on my clit. Then he added a second finger, and that sent me over the edge almost instantly. My whole body tensed, and I moaned loudly as I felt my pussy contract around his thrusting fingers.

I lay there for a little while, in an orgasm induced daze. And felt him finish undressing me. Pulling my skirt down and off, and taking the bra off. Both falling unheeded unto the floor. But I was still wearing the black thigh high stockings, and heels. As I start becoming aware of my surroundings again, I see him standing next to the bed, looking at my naked form laying there. And I see the very large bulge in his pants..He’s starting to unbutton his shirt. But I stop him. “I want the pleasure of undressing you too” I say.

I get up on my knees at the edge of the bed and start unbuttoning his blue cotton shirt, revealing skin darker then my own, and his chest is broad and muscled. Covered in a thin layer of salt and pepper hair, I unbutton the shirt, and slide it off his shoulders. As it falls to the floor I place my hands on his chest, running them over it. Feeling the warmth of his skin, and the slight tickle of his chest hair against my palms.

I run my fingers over his own nipples, feeling them harden against my hand, and decide to give him the same treatment as he did me. I kiss my way down his neck, over his shoulders, and down to one of his nipples, licking it with my tongue. I hear Mitch groan, and I look up, to make sure I wasn’t doing something wrong. And he said “You’re doing great, my sweet baby, keep going, don’t stop now.”

I give his other nipple the same attention before moving down his chest, and lower still until my decent is stopped by the button of his pants. I have a little trouble, but finally manage to get it unbuttoned, and unzip his khaki pants. Letting them slide down to his ankles. and he steps out of his leather loafers and pants at the same time. And I look at him and smile. He remembered my fondness for black silk boxers.

I run my hands over the front of his boxers. Only a thin layer of silk between me and his hot, hard cock. I rub his cock through his boxers until he begs me to not tease him anymore. I grab the waistband of his boxers and pull them down as well. Then it’s time for me to stare, as eight thick inches of cock is presented to me. I knew it would be big because he told me his size, but it looked much bigger then I ever imagined.

I have a moment of panic, knowing this is much larger then any vibrator or other object I have played with. Wondering how this will ever fit in my pussy. But it’s replaced with facination of finally seeing a real cock, and the desire to have it in my mouth. “Good thing my mouth is as big as the rest of me.” I think to myself and have to hold back a chuckle at my private joke.

I reach out and wrap my hand around the base. It feels hard and yet soft at the same time, I feel the blood pulse through the veins. I slide my hand topkapı escort up, then back down. My hand being lubricated by the precum. Seeing it glistening in the light makes me hunger for a taste. I make Mitch take a step back away from the bed as I climb off it, and then kneel down before him. I still have my hand on the base as I lick the head, tasting him. The salty taste of it pleasant to my tongue. Even though I’ve never sucked a real cock before, I have read and watched porn movies to learn how it’s done, and practiced on my dildo until I could take it to the back of my throat without gagging. I was thankful for the practice now seeing this big cock in front of my face.

I swirl my tongue around the head, and then down the underside, then back up, just under the head. I hear him groan, and feel his hand come up and grab a handful of my hair. Pushing my face closer..his arousal causing him to be impatient for more. I don’t make him wait any longer and my mouth surrounds the head of his cock, Sucking and licking it while I stroke the base. Then I start taking him deeper into my mouth until his cock is hitting the back of my throat on each forward movement of my head. I feel his grip on my hair tighten. His grunts of pleasure giving me pleasure as well. My pussy throbs with sexual tension.

Mitch pulls my head back, making me release his cock from my mouth. And we both say “I want you” at the same time. We chuckle at how in sync our thoughts are. But the laughter soon subsides as I stand and your lips meet mine once more. You walk me back till my legs are pressed against the edge of the bed, and you sit me up on it. My feet barely touching the floor. You make me lay on my back then suddenly lift my legs and spread them wide. My wet pussy exposed to your gaze, and your now saliva and precum glistening cock. The high bed making me the right height. You place my legs on your shoulders and grip your cock and guide it to the lips of my pussy. You run it up and down my wet slit, making me shake and beg for you to fuck me.

Then I feel it. The head pressing against my opening, a slight burning sensation, then it’s inside…As you slowly fill me I feel slight discomfort of being stretched, and then fullness as you fill me to the hilt. your head pressing against my cervix. I gasp at the pleasure as you hit that spot. “Are you okay, I didn’t hurt you too much did I?” you ask, a concerned look in your eyes. “No, it didn’t really hurt that much at all, this feels incredible.” I say. “It’s about to get so much better.” you say as you pull out slightly, and enter me again….And did it ever get better.

With slow, deep, steady thrusts you start fucking me. And I’m moaning loudly and writhing under you. I’m sure my neighbors can hear me, but at that moment, I could care less. I’m finally getting fucked and nothing could be better. At least I thought. Then you pull out and have me get off the bed, and lean over it. In heels my pussy is just the right height for you you take me from behind. You enter me again and I almost cum right then. At this angle you hit something inside that drives me crazy with pleasure. Each thrust has me moaning and panting…almost in a continual orgasm. I’m gripping the bed sheets so tight my knuckles are white.

You have your hands in my hair, pulling my head back…you know how I have sub tendencies from our previous discussions, and I’m loving this. Then I feel the sting of your hand as you spank my ass, once, twice, three times. And I can’t take it anymore. You feel my pussy tighten around your cock. And you start fucking me faster, harder. “Oh yeah, cum baby, cum all over my cock. Make that tight wet pussy cum for me.” That does it, my knees buckle slightly, and I scream as I contract around your cock. The orgasm is so intense my eyes roll back in my head and I feel like I’m going to pass out. It seems like it lasts forever, and then I hear your grunts become louder, then one long moan as I feel your hot cum flood my pussy, this causes me to cum again. And milk all the cum from your cock.

You collapse on top of me, Laying against my back, I feel your warm breath as you lay there, panting. By now both our knees are so weak it’s a miracle we’re still standing. I feel you slide out of me, then you get on the bed then reach for me to join you. I lay next to you..my head on your chest. my hand running over your chest. As I start to recover from the mind blowing sex I just experienced. I open my eyes and notice something, you’re still as hard as ever. I look up at you, and see the desire in your eyes that matches mine. As you reach for me again and your mouth starts making it’s way down to my still wet and well fucked pussy, I know this is just the beginning of many long nights of incredible sex with the man I love.

Boss Seduced 18 Year Old Boy

Alpha Male

Brent had been working at the company I owned for around three months.

He was hired when he was eighteen, had dirty blond shoulder-length hair, around 5’10,” a slim build, an exceptionally cute butt, and I fantasized that he had a nice package, despite him never showing any noticeable bulge.

The primary reason Brent didn’t show his package was because he tended to wear blue jeans that were on the baggy side.

Given his dirty blond hair, I assumed he had light brown or blond pubic hair.

Brent’s eyes were a beautiful brown, and his bangs always hung down covering one eye or the other.

Brent frequently uses a lot of hair gel, shaping something different and interesting every couple of days, from spikes to waves. It was also an indication that he took good care of himself and spent time on his personal appearance and hygiene. Brent always had that freshly showed scent.

Brent wore size twelve shoes, so I thought if that relationship was true between the size of a guy’s feet versus the size of his dick, then this kid must be hung like a stallion.

Brent was shy. He had difficulty making eye contact. I taught him to stare at a person’s nose-bridge, and then it looked like he was making eye contact. From that point on, Brent seemed to exhibit a much greater self-confidence, and it was the beginning of a good dialog between the two of us.

Brent frequently worked second shift during the week, and first shift on the weekends. I made it a point to try and be around when he was working and would ask if he wanted to come to my office just to chat and visit.

I’m sure Brent caught me staring at his crotch more than once, and he knew I was gay. It’s impossible that he didn’t know he was hot as hell. Brent was angelically cute, and he was a totally straight eighteen-year-old boy.

During one of our visits to my office, Brent had mentioned that he had a tattoo, so I asked to see it. It was on the back of one of his shoulders, so he had to pull up his shirt.

I actually couldn’t care less about the tattoo, but my goodness, did Brent have a beautiful stomach, an awesome soft line of hair going from his bellybutton down, and he had lots of light brown sexy underarm hair.

Brent was clean-shaven – you couldn’t even tell if he needed to shave.

The first time he showed up with short sideburns I about fell over. My goodness, they made him even sexier. I think every time he visited with me, afterward I said under my breath, ‘God, I would pay to suck that kid off…’

When Brent was working, using his computer, he would frequently turn his chair backward with the back of the chair toward his desk and kneel on it, putting his elbows and forearms on his desk.

Brent kneeling on his chair gave a magnificent view of his phenomenally cute and perfectly round little butt. I assumed Brent had nice soft light brown hair on his butt cheeks and in his butt crack. Every time I saw Brent positioned in his chair like that, I fantasized about how much I wanted to rim him.

I became somewhat infatuated with Brent. He was definitely in my fantasies daily. I wanted to blow Brent so badly. Damn, he was hot as hell.

I reached a point that I had to at least try to see if there was some way I could taste Brent’s hot young cock.

I knew that Brent was totally straight. I wasn’t sure how to approach him, so I started by setting up a phony email account.

I sent him an email from my phony account.

My email just said, “Hey Brent, would you be open to making some extra cash in exchange for very little effort by you?”

Brent’s first response was straight-forward, “Who is this? Is this for real or are you just spamming? Like how much extra cash, and what do you want?”

I took a couple of days before responding.

I sent Brent an email and just said, “This is definitely real. As for how much, I’m open to helping you out with whatever you need or think would be fair. We already know each other, so even though this may seem a little awkward, I’m definitely real and serious.”

Brent emailed back within an hour, which told me he was interested, predominately in the cash. He said, “You have my interest as long as you’re not asking me to do anything illegal. What are you looking for and how much cash?”

I took a day and sent Brent a longer email.

I wrote, “Brent, I know you’re straight. I’m Gay. I would not ask you to do anything to me, but I would really like to give you a blowjob. That’s all – nothing else. You just sit back and relax. I’ll go down on you and give you a good blowjob. After you cum, we’re done. As for the cash, what would you think about like fifty bucks?”

Brent emailed back, but this time from a phony email account he set up.

Brent copied my previous email into his email from his phony account and replied with, “I kinda thought that’s what this might be about. I don’t know man. I don’t know if I could even get hard, let alone cum. I think I know who you are though. I’ll think about it.”

There çapa escort were a few Gay guys working at the company, so maybe he did or didn’t know that it was me. I just emailed back, “Okay, it’s totally up to you.”

It took several days, but another email showed up from Brent.

Brent wrote, “Well, as I said, I can’t guarantee that I can get hard or cum. But, if you wanna suck on my junk, I’d let you try blowing me, but how about for a hundred? How would this work? Where? How will I know for sure who you are?”

That email was hot. Brent just explicitly told me that he is willing to let me take his young straight boy cock in my mouth, and I loved the way he referred to it as, ‘…if you wanna suck on my junk.’

Damn, I was beyond excited. Everyone has his or her fetishes. Among mine that has evolved is I really love servicing a straight young guy.

I emailed Brent back.

I wrote, “I’ll make sure we’re alone and that no one can interrupt or catch us. You’ll know because I’ll put one fifty dollar bill, two twenties and a ten-dollar bill, and four quarters in front of you. When you see that combination in front of you, you’ll know it’s me.”

I continued, “If you’re sitting, and you’re up for giving this a try, just unzip your zipper. Same if you’re standing. Just unzip your zipper and I’ll take it from there. If you get uncomfortable, you can just leave, but the signal that you will need to give me so I know we can go through with this is you just unzipping your zipper. You can either sit or stand. You don’t have to do anything. Just relax and we’ll see if you get hard from me blowing you. If you do, I’ll keep sucking your cock til you nut. If you want to stop, just say so, but you can keep the cash for trying.”

Brent emailed back and wrote, “I’m just nervous. But I’ll try it. So, when and where?”

I emailed Brent back pretty quickly.

I wrote, “You’ll know when you see the cash in those exact denominations. Then just unzip your zipper and I’ll know you’re willing to give it a try and let me go down on you. Like I said, at any time, you can just say no, or you can leave and I will totally accept and understand.”

The following weekend, I stopped by the office, as I usually did.

I noticed Brent’s car in the parking lot. Other than that, the lot was empty, and no one else was in the building. The weekends were really quiet.

It was nothing unusual on a weekend for me to call Brent’s extension and ask, “Hey, you wanna stop by and visit?”

Brent would always respond, “Sure, I’ll forward the phones to your office.”

About ten minutes later, Brent showed up in my office.

I kept a chair next to my desk. I didn’t like having a desk or furniture between the person with whom I was talking and me. So having the chair next to my desk was perfect, and it gave me a full-length view of the person sitting in the chair, which was frequently one of the numerous cute young men working there.

Brent came in as he normally did and took a seat in the chair next to my desk. He looked so awesomely sexy, and I was already excited at the prospect that I might get the opportunity to taste Brent’s straight young ‘junk.’

I had a couple of boxes on the floor next to my credenza, which I put there deliberately so I could ask him to help me put them in our storage room.

We chatted for ten or fifteen minutes, then I pointed to the boxes and asked, “Hey, can you grab one of those and help me put them in the storage room?”

Brent stood up and bent over to pick up one of the boxes.

He always wore baggy blue jeans, so it was when he was kneeling in his chair or bending over that I got a good look at how cute his slim little firm butt was. It was just a perfect little butt – probably a 28-inch waist, and kinda long legs.

Brent picked up the box and handed it to me. Nice kid – he was doing all the work. Then he bent over to pick up the second box, giving me another view of his young beautiful round butt, and this time his shirt lifted up showing me his bare back, his beautiful skin, and his nice slim waist.

Brent led the way out of my office and down the hall to the storage room, which was always kept locked.

I struggled to get my keys while holding my box. Brent put his box out and motioned me to put mine on top of his. His arms were showing his sexy lean muscles and veins. He was a skinny boy, but he had really nice muscle tone and beautiful skin.

I opened the door and pointed to an empty area on the shelf right next to the door. Brent lifted the boxes to put them on the shelf. I closed the door.

As Brent was facing the shelf, suddenly a fifty dollar bill, two twenties and a ten-dollar bill, and four quarters showed up on the shelf he was looking at.

A second later, we both heard me turn the lock on the door.

In a surprised whisper, I heard Brent just ask, “Oh wow. …Is it you?”

I just said, “Yeah, I know you’re nervous. I am too. If you’re okay with what fatih escort we discussed in our emails, just go with it as we talked about.”

Brent didn’t move. For a second, I was afraid he would back-out and leave. He didn’t.

Brent said, “I’m a little nervous.”

I answered back, “I know, so am I.”

Brent was staring down and I could tell he was thinking and contemplating. He knew this was a very safe place for us.

It took a few seconds, but then, without turning around, Brent reached in front of his pants and I could hear his zipper pulling down – just as we had planned through email.

In a soft whisper, Brent said, “Okay, my zipper’s down.”

This hot young straight boy was consciously giving me permission with full and unrestricted access to taste his young cock.

As soon as I heard Brent tell me that his zipper was down, I dropped down on my knees in front of his beautiful butt. I put my hands on his waist to turn him toward me. He knew we were safe locked in the storage room – particularly on a weekend. No one else had keys.

I reached up and unbuttoned the single button on the top of his pants. As soon as I did, his baggy jeans fell to the floor. Now I knew why I never saw a bulge in his pants. He wore boxers.

I pulled down Brent’s boxers.

My God, Brent’s cock was huge. It was totally limp and soft, hanging down and hugging his low hanging hairy scrotum. His hairy bush was light brown, and as I had assumed, he had pretty furry legs and nice hairy balls. His cock was full of veins and had a plump head.

I wanted to do as little as possible to make him any more nervous than he already was. I held my hands on his slim waist and I just took his young soft limp cock in my mouth and swallowed it until the head was down in my throat.

Yeah, his young cock was that big – totally limp. I played with the head of Brent’s long cock by using my swallowing throat muscles, which massaged the hulking head of his young penis.

I slowly began sucking his young cock, and moving my mouth up and down the shaft, licking around the head with every upstroke and taking the head all the way down my throat with each downstroke.

Although I’m sure Brent had gotten head before, I was sure that with a cock that size he was never deep throated all the way down to his low hanging testicles.

I began to feel Brent’s cock slowly begin to swell. Brent’s penis was going from being totally soft and limp to getting an erection in my mouth.

It was only another minute before Brent was fully hard, and his nine-inch-plus long and thick cock was getting deep throated all the way down to his balls.

I heard a click as the lights went out. He flipped the light switch, probably so he could fantasize that he was getting a blowjob from a girl.

That was fine with me. I had Brent’s young penis in my mouth, and it was getting harder and throbbing as it was going in and out of my throat.

Once Brent was fully erect, I began to taste Brent’s slippery pre-cum seeping out of the head onto my tongue. Brent’s plump cockhead was distinctly swollen, and each time his dick went all the way down my throat, I felt him flex his cock.

I’m not sure if the flexing was intentional, or just an involuntary reaction to the feeling of Brent’s young hard penis sliding all the way down my throat – deep throating him until he was feeling my lips touching his scrotum.

Brent knew he was being deep-throated. His hips moved ever so slightly forward with each stroke, making sure his young cock was buried as far down my throat as it would go.

My hands remained on Brent’s slim firm young waist. I could feel his stomach and back muscles contract with each stroke of my mouth on his flexing young cock. It felt like he was either involuntarily, or almost clandestinely flexing just enough to push his young cock deeper into my sucking mouth.

With each upstroke, I could feel his body slightly quiver when my tongue swirled around the head, and his thick slippery pre-cum drooled out of his erect flexing penis into my mouth.

I ran my hands down the back of his legs. The soft hair felt remarkable, and my hands slid up to cup his young perfect round butt. His butt had awesomely nice soft hair, and as my hands were on his butt, I pulled him closer into my mouth as I went all the way down on him.

Brent may have taken me pulling him into me as a signal. With that, he started pumping just slightly more, as though I had encouraged him or gave him permission to begin bucking his hips and fucking my mouth.

I let both of my hands go down and start massaging his low hanging scrotum.

I felt his scrotum tighten as his testicles lifted up from the sensations of my mouth and throat stroking his now throbbing young penis.

Brent was now starting to pump his cock in and out of my mouth, pushing it deep down my throat as I massaged his young hairy balls.

I so very much wanted to turn him around and rim his butthole, nişantaşı escort but it really seemed like he was totally enjoying the blowjob he was getting, so I just continued to service his stiff young seeping penis.

I felt Brent’s cock growing harder and continuing to throb and jerk with each stroke. His cockhead was incredibly swollen, and it was drooling considerable amounts of very warm and slippery pre-ejaculatory fluid into my mouth.

I think it was almost involuntary, or just a natural thing that Brent’s hips began moving faster and with greater force as he pushed his young throbbing cock down my throat.

I was massaging Brent’s balls, feeling them tighten up when I felt a hand touch, and begin holding the back of my head. His penis began throbbing and pulsating, his balls were pulling up closer to his body, then relaxing back down, and pulling back up with each long stroke of his cock with my sucking mouth and throat.

I could hear Brent’s breathing getting heavier and faster. He was beginning to quietly groan as his body shuddered with every stroke of his penis in my sucking mouth.

I could tell that Brent was quickly approaching climax.

Each time Brent’s testicles pulled up, I knew they were beginning to release his young potent sperm, which was then mixing with his other ejaculatory fluids secreted by his young glands and filling his ejaculatory duct with his semen.

I really think it was an involuntary muscle reflex that Brent’s hand began pushing harder down on my head, and he was pushing his drooling cock deeper in my mouth and down my throat with greater force.

Brent’s hips were slowly, but with definite purpose bucking forward to pump is super erect cock, which was not just drooling, but spurting a massive amount of warm and slippery pre-cum in my mouth.

Brent’s breathing quickly became much more rapid – almost like gasping. His breathing wasn’t just heavy, but he was also letting out groans with each stroke, particularly when the head of his cock went down my throat.

I heard his heavy breathing along with him quietly groaning, “ewwwwuuuhhh, uhhh, oh yeah, yeah, uhhhh, Ohhhhhh.”

In a hurried and exhaling gasp, Brent asked, “You want the cum in your mouth?”

Brent was obviously climaxing. I kept sucking and accepting his pumping hard throbbing cock down my throat, and just hummed back, “Mmmm Hmmmm,” with the same vernacular inflection that you might answer someone who was offering you a slice of you favorite pie.

With my enthusiastic answer, Brent knew that I didn’t just want his cum in my mouth, I was craving Brent’s young warm cum in my mouth. I thought, Brent likely knew at that point that I was very probably going to eat his warm, thick, load of young potent semen.

Breathing heavily and fast, quietly moaning, “Ohhh, uhhh, ahhh, eewwwww,”

Brent blurted out in a fast and heavy whispered exhale, but in a slightly more gasping and urgent tone, “Don’t stop – don’t stop!!”

Brent continued to hold hard on the back of my head and thrust his young cock in my mouth and deep down my throat. Brent was obviously very, very close to his orgasm.

~~~

During a conversation months later, Brent told me that it was that ‘first time in the storage room’ that my, “Mmmm Hmmmm” was the point that Brent knew that I was craving to have his cum in my mouth.

Brent said, “I knew that you were probably going to swallow.”

Brent further said, “No one has ever been able to swallow all of it before you. They always gag because there’s so much.”

Over time, it appeared that Brent actually developed a turn-on fetish with me eating his semen. Several times we calculated the point of his orgasm so he could pull his cock out of my mouth, let me stroke his penis with my hand as it was laying on my stuck-out tongue, so he could watch his streams of warm, thick nectar ejaculate into my open mouth, and watch me eat his enormous jets of thick, sour and bitter tasting semen.

~~~

As Brent’s pumping rhythm increased, and I was holding his balls in my hand, I could tell by the flexing of his cock, his balls pulling uptight and the swelling of the head of Brent’s young pulsating penis that Brent was really beginning to climax.

Brent’s young testicles were releasing a full load of his sperm, mixing with all of the other fluids secreted by his young potent glands to fill his ejaculatory duct with his thick semen.

Brent’s ejaculatory duct was so full that some was leaking out of his seminal vesicle, into his urethra, down the length of his penis, and slightly spurting into my mouth.

I knew that Brent was within seconds of the totally uncontrolled convulsions of his pelvic muscles causing the expulsion of his semen as he began to ejaculate and empty all of his warm, thick young potent cum.

As Brent was pumping his young swollen, jerking, and drooling cock in my mouth and down my throat, I held his scrotum with one hand and held two of my fingers underneath so I could feel the involuntary contractions of his pelvic floor muscles pulsating under his balls when he began to ejaculate.

I was able to feel the fairly thick amount, but very soft hair around Brent’s asshole. He didn’t seem to mind my finger exploring his butt crack or even directly feeling his butthole.

Big Brother No More

Abs

It was the summer holidays and I was home from college after my sophomore year. During the week I worked at the local hunting and camping store in the small country town where I lived in upper Michigan. But today was Saturday, so I was just lounging around watching sports on some cable network, when I heard a knock on the front door. Mom and dad were out for the morning with my younger brother and sister and they wouldn’t knock. So I got up to answer the door. I turned the doorknob and swung the door open. Standing on our front patio was a girl, a beautiful girl at that. It was Ivy one of my longest and closest friends. We had known each other since kindergarten so I opened the screen door and let her in.

Ivy was crying hysterically, and I immediately noticed that the right side of her face was very swollen and bright red. I sat her down on our couch and asked her what had happened to her.

“Stu, it was Graham. He did this.” She managed to get out in between sobs. Graham was her asshole boyfriend.

“What the hell did he do that for the bastard?” I asked as I got up and grabbed a sports cold pack from the fridge to use to try and keep the swelling down.

“Thanks.” She said, before she continued her story. “Well we were having a picnic in the park on the edge of town, and we were you know kissing and stuff. But Graham started to get a bit too rough and tried to put his hand down my shorts. I slapped his hand away. So he tried it again. And I slapped him away again. I tried to get up but he was holding me down, so I slapped him across his face. That’s when he punched me. I blacked out for a few minutes when I came to he had left. I didn’t know what to do so I came here.”

“Damn that low life bastard to hell.” I said. “We need to call the cops. He assaulted you Ivy, he needs to pay.” I added.

“No I don’t want the hassle.” She replied.

“Ivy, I know you think you love him, but the guy is an A-grade asshole.” I stated.

“Stu I don’t need an argument right now. I just need someone to hold me.” She said to me, as she looked at me. Her blood shot, pain filled eyes stared at me, called out to me. So I sat down beside her on the couch and hugged her gently.

We sat there in each other’s arms until there was another knock on the door. I let go of Ivy and walked over to the door and opened it. I was her boyfriend Graham. The jerk that had just punched Ivy in the face. Before I knew it I had punched him twice in the face. Blood burst from his nose as he crumpled to the ground.

“Piss off Graham, we don’t want you around here.” I said from the doorway.

Graham picked himself up off of the deck of the patio. “You can keep the little whore. You’ll pay for this Stuart, I’ll see to it that you do.” He screamed at me through his hand that was trying to stem the flow of blood from his nose.

“Dude, I’m not scared of some guy who hits girls, you pussy. Now piss off.” I said to him before I slammed the door shut. “Asshole.” I said as I returned to Ivy, flexing the hand I had used to punch him. I wiped the blood off of it onto my shirt.

It didn’t take long for Graham to get the cops involved, but the guy was not a genius, as he should have remembered that I was studying Law at college. In my mind I went through the half dozen or so defences I could use against the assault charge he was going to try and bring against me. It was only half an hour later that the Police showed up. Being a small town I new both of the Sheriff’s Deputies. They asked what had happened to Graham, who had gone to hospital with a broken nose. So I let them in and showed them Ivy, whom they new as well. She explained to them what Graham did to her. It was enough for them and they said they would not be laying any charges, but they would be talking to Graham.

They had only just walked out the front door when my mom and dad burst through the door. “Stuart James. What is going on here.” Mom exclaimed loudly, she always used my middle name when she was mad at me.

“Mom settle down.” I said trying to calm her. “It wasn’t me. It’s Ivy.” I added, pointing to the living room. Mom dropped the shopping bag she was carrying and ran into the living room. Ivy was like a daughter to them, so after finding out what had happened they were quite angry. That was until I told them what I did to Graham. Dad gave me a slap on the shoulder and a ‘well done’, mom said that it was good that I protected Ivy, but violence doesn’t solve everything. I agreed with her. Normally I was peaceful as a rabbit. But if you harm or threaten my family and friends then that cute little rabbit turns into a wolf.

By this time Ivy had calmed down and asked to be taken home. She had come here in her own little car, so I offered to drive her home and then walk back. Ivy accepted and we spent the five-minute drive to her house in silence, I just couldn’t find the words to say. As I pulled in to the driveway of her home her parents were already waiting at their front door. Mom or dad must have called them and told them what had happened. I got out and handed the keys to Ivy and walked her to her front door. şişli escort

“I here we owe you our gratitude, Stu.” Said her dad ushering us both inside.

“It was nothing. I was glad to help Ivy when she needed it.” I replied.

“Did the cops give to any hassles?” he asked.

“All they had to do was see her face and hear her story and they decided not to press charges.” I told him.

“That’s good. Now do you need a lift home?” he asked.

“Oh, no that’s alright. I need some fresh air and time to wind down.” I said. It was only a mile or so back to my place.

“Okay then. And Thanks again for everything you did for my little darling.” Said her father as he gave her a little hug.

“Not a problem. I’ll see you later Ivy.” I said heading for the door.

Ivy followed me to the door and said, “Thanks for today Stu. You know you’re like a big brother to me” as she kissed me on my cheek.

I just smiled at her, turned around and walked down her driveway to the sidewalk. There I turned around to she were waving goodbye to me, so I waved back. Oh man! I said to my self, as I rubbed my face in my hands. I had always harboured a secret crush on her, since, like always. I’m sure she knew, but being the great friends we were decided not to make an issues out of it, that and she knew that I would never make a fool of myself by asking her out.

I was walking down the tree-lined sidewalk, almost halfway home, lost in my own thoughts about Ivy when I heard the screeching of tires behind me. I turned to look and saw a red SUV speed up and pull up beside me. Three young guys got out.

“So you think you can beat up our friend for no reason do you.” One of them exclaimed.

“Your bastard friend tried to rape a very close friend of mine, so he was lucky I didn’t kill the asshole.” I yelled back, pointing my finger in their direction.

“C’mon guys let’s get him.” Another member of the trio said before they rushed at me together.

One, I laid-out with a single punch to his face. The feel of his nose shattering was extremely gratifying. The second I elbowed in the face, before putting a knee into his groin. He collapsed on the ground in agony. The third was much bigger that the other two and got me in a bear hug. I was about to head butt him when I felt a sharp burst of pain at the back of my head then darkness reigned.

Oh! My head. It hurt so badly. I tried opening my eyes, but I could only see through narrow slits. I felt something warm and soft in my hands. I moved my thumb and found out it was a hand. “Mom?” I called out into the haze.

“No it’s me Ivy.” Came back the reply in a seemingly ethereal voice. Was I dreaming, or what, why would Ivy be holding my hand? I asked myself. I heard movement, shoes on carpet and a door open. I heard Ivy call out “Nurse, Nurse he’s awake.” A nurse, what the hell had happened I couldn’t remember a thing, I must be in hospital.

I tried to sit up, but couldn’t. My left arm was heavy and I could only just move it, and my left side hurt like hell. But it was the pain in my head that caused me to get dizzy and drop back down on my pillows with a thud. I heard the nurse come rushing in with Ivy. “Stuart dear can you hear me?” she asked.

“Yes, but I can’t see to well though.” I replied.

“That’s just the swelling around your face. You had a rough time lately. Do you know what day it is?” she asked.

“Saturday I think.” I answered back.

“Sorry, it’s Monday afternoon. You’ve been out for almost two whole days.” She said.

“What happened?” I asked.

It was Ivy who responded. “After you left my place you were jumped by Graham and his buddies. He hit you over the head with a golf club, then they all kicked you while you were unconscious until Mr Reddaker came out of his house with his gun and scared them off. He called the paramedics and the cops. Mom and dad were taking me to the doctor when we drove past you being loaded into the ambulance. So we followed it to the hospital where we called your parents.”

All I could say was, “are you alright?” I could hear her crying.

“Yes. But all this is my fault. If you didn’t try to protect me, you wouldn’t be here now.” She said in between sobs.

The nurse had stuck a thermometer in my mouth but I tried to speak anyway. “No, no.” I said. “I’d do it again if I had to. Graham is an asshole and will always be an asshole. Ivy you have to know that I would die for you right.” I added. I felt her let go of my hand and heard her run out of the room. “Ivy, Ivy.” I called out after her.

“She’s gone Stuart.” Said the nurse. “She must be a very special friend?” she asked.

“Yes. Yes she is, since we were kids.” I replied.

“Just rest Stuart. I’m about to give you a pain killer to help with the pain, okay.” She said as she injected a dose of painkillers into my drip. I just simply nodded my head. Tears welled up in my swollen eyes before I quickly nodded off to sleep.

I vaguely remember hearing my parents, my younger brother Rob and younger sister Alice incirli escort in the room at various times over the next few days as I drifted in and out of drug induced consciousness. I don’t ever recall hearing a doctor; one must have checked me out because I was on lower doses of painkillers and I could sit up for short periods of time without feeling like my side was about to split open. Apparently I had three cracked ribs to go with my broken arm, severe concussion and skull fracture. I suppose I was lucky to be alive. But I missed Ivy being around, but apparently she felt so bad about what had happened that she wouldn’t come back to see me. I still don’t remember much about my stay in hospital except for one night. An hour after dinner was bath time. Because of my injuries it was decided that the nurses would give me a sponge bath, so I didn’t strain myself too much. Little did they know what strain they put me under. I usually had two nurses wash me. One was a large and elderly woman who made me wash my privates myself. The other was a slightly attractive lady who looked to be in her early 40’s, but she had a gentle touch, and every time she washed my dick and balls It took every ounce of my strength not to go hard n front of her. But this night it was a different nurse who wheeled her trolley into the room. From what I could see of her, as my eyes were still swollen, and I couldn’t see out of them clearly yet, she was young and attractive.

She started by leaning me forward and cleaning my back and sides. After laying me back down she washed my face, shoulders, chest and stomach. Then for some strange reason she washed my legs next. I wondered if she was like the prudish old woman who made me clean myself. But no she had left my crotch till last. She must not have been too impressed by the sight of my lifeless dick when she started to wipe my balls with the wet sponge. I had a surprise in stall for her. I’m one of those guys whose dicks are quite small when they are flaccid, but fairly large when erect. The soft caress of her hands over my dick was just too much to bear. I had been holding onto it for nearly a week, so I let go and my dick turned into a raging hard-on.

“Ohh my!!!” exclaimed the nurse. “You are big.” And so I was, at over 7in long and two wide. She immediately covered her hand in the liquid soap from the dispenser and returned it to my rigid pole. ‘No she couldn’t be.’ I thought to myself. But before I had time to consider the answer she started to rub her clenched hand up and down my erect dick.

The combination of the lubrication of the foamy soap and her soft touch over the head of my dick caused me to groan loudly. On and on she pumped until her hand was flying up and down the length of my twitching dick. It was all too much and I climaxed quickly. A geyser of my molten come shot out of the head of my dick and landed on my stomach, after a few smaller ejections, it stopped flowing altogether. The nurse pumped a few more times, pulled her hands away and picked up the sponge. After cleaning some of my come off of her hands she wiped the gobs of come off of my stomach and dried it again. Without saying a word she covered me up with my blanket and left the room. I lay there for a few moments, stunned at the nurse’s actions, but more than satisfied with the results. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

I was in hospital for another four days, to make sure the swelling in my brain had gone away. I felt much better and could drag myself around the ward for a while each day. Mainly to keep myself occupied, but also in the vain hope of seeing that nurse again. However, I never did. That was until the day of my release from hospital. Dad was wheeling me to our car when a blonde nurse stopped him. She was quite thin, and had small pointy breasts poking out of her tight nurses uniform. I couldn’t quite figure out who she was until she placed her hand on my arm and bent down and kissed me on the cheek. It was her. “Don’t forget me.” She whispered in my ear before standing up straight.

“Gee Stu, you seemed to have made an impression around here haven’t you?” stated my dad. I turned my head to watch her as she walked down the hospital corridor, her ass swinging like an erotic pendulum. Then she vanished around a corner. No I would not forget her easily, it was my first real sexual contact with a woman.

The doctors had told me that it was going to take at least two months to heal properly so I wasn’t to go back to work. So I spent day after day reading books, watching TV, playing video games and walking around the block to regain my fitness. I loved the outdoors and all this staying inside was driving me nuts, but I wasn’t allowed to do anything physical yet.

One night dad and mom went out with some friends to dinner and my brother Rob was staying over at a friend’s house for a few days, which just left my little sister Alice who was ten and I at home.

“What about Alice?” I said “I can’t look after her.” Playing the cripple card. The last thing I wanted to do was baby-sit my sister.

“Oh that’s okay Stuart.” merter escort Said my mom. “We’ve got Ivy coming over to baby-sit the both of you.”

“Oh.” I replied. Ivy. I had thought about her every day. She had stopped by a couple of times in the last few weeks to see how I was going, but did not stay long. The image of me lying there wrapped in bandages on the hospital bed still plagued her.

“Night Stuart, night Alice.” Called out my parents.

“Night mom!!” called out my little sister from the top of the staircase. I didn’t answer, my head was a muddle of thoughts about Ivy. I missed her. I missed her like I never had before.

Ivy arrived half an hour later. She had come straight from her day job as an administrative assistant for the local real-estate agent. She walked in wearing a white ladies business shirt, a tight black dress that hugged her every curve and fell past her knees. She must have already taken her work shoes off because she came in barefoot, clad in only her stockings.

“Hi Stu.” she said as she walked past the living room and back into the kitchen carrying the steaming pizza’s she had in her hands. “Alice, vegetarian pizza.” She called out to my little sister who was still up in her room. Alice quickly ran down stairs threw several pieces of pizza on a plate and went back to her room. She was a little made that she had to have a babysitter.

“What’s wrong with her tonight?” asked Ivy.

“You are.” I replied.

“Me?” said Ivy as she brought me a plate full of pizza and a drink.

“Yeah she is going through a stage where she thinks she is old enough not to have a babysitter at all.” I replied.

“Good luck!!” exclaimed Ivy.

“Yeah. But I’m glad you’re here though.” I said tenderly.

“Really?” questioned Ivy.

“Yeah, really.” I replied back. There was an awkward silence for a moment, so I chose to add a touch of humour and said “Cause, that means I don’t have to look after her majesty up there.” Ivy laughed at that and punched me lightly in the shoulder. It was the side that I was injured on, but it didn’t hurt, so I play acted. “Ohh oww!!, that hurt.” I said as I rubbed the pretend sore spot.

“I’m so sorry Stu. Did I hurt your broken arm?” she asked as she stepped over to have a look, concerned that she had actually caused me pain.

“No, not really.” I said with a cheeky grin.

“Ohh you!!” she said as she punched that same spot again.

We both broke out in laughter; the tension between us had vanished. We were best of friends again; life was back to normal. After our dinner Ivy went upstairs to send Alice to bed. We didn’t really care what she did up there, except the light had to be off and she couldn’t make any noise.

By the time Ivy had come back down stairs, I had found a movie to watch “Killer Zombies From the Tenth Dimension”. It was a crap C-grade movie but it was full of hilarious one-liners, so I enjoyed watching it every now and again. She sat down next to me and started to watch the movie.

After about 15 minutes she slid down the couch and put her head in my lap and dozed off. I rested my good arm on hers and began to gently brush my fingers over her exposed arm. Her skin rippled at my touch. I had remembered that she liked this; it was our special thing, which had previously meant nothing. Now it was packed full of meaning and emotions. I had continued to brush my fingertips across her skin for a while longer when she spoke softly and said, “Mmm, feels good.” So I continued.

But it wasn’t long before the sight of her cleavage and the soft touch of her breast on my leg caused my dick to rise a little and twitch a few times. I cringed in fear that Ivy had felt that movement. At first it seemed like I had gotten away with it as I willed my dick to return to its flaccid state. The last thing I wanted was to cause an embarrassing moment between us. Even though we had swum together naked many times when we were children she had not seen my dick since I was six. It had grown since then. But then Ivy slid off the couch and onto her knees. She crawled the few feet to my legs, which she used to lever herself up onto her knees. She then pushed my legs open and moved between them and reached out for my shorts.

“Ivy!!” I exclaimed.

“What!!” Was her cheeky reply.

“You can’t do that here. What about Alice?” I said, shocked at what I knew she was trying to do. Don’t get me wrong I was hoping she would keep going, but I didn’t want my little sister barging in on us.

“Oh don’t worry. The stairs make so much noise that you could hear her from a mile away.” She replied as she undid my belt and threw it on the floor.

I couldn’t believe it; Ivy was actually going to go through with it. Maybe life hadn’t got back to normal. In fact I think it had moved well into the region of surrealism, as Ivy proceeded to pull my shorts down to my ankles. My dick had woken up to the reality of what was happening and started to rise. Soon its head poked out from the opening in my boxers. Ivy stared at it for a moment before she reached out and touched its head. She obviously hadn’t seen a man’s dick up close and personal like this before. From there she reached further into my boxers and grabbed my huge hairy balls, which she rolled around in her hand a couple of times. Holy crap that felt good. My dick grew a bit more, but it wasn’t fully erect yet.

Ashton’s First Time

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Ashton was the pure vision of beauty and womanhood. It was hard to imagine that such a lovely creature could be only 19 years old and even harder to come to terms with the fact that the object of my desire was my roommate’s sister. I had lived with Michael for two years in college and had become close friends when he strolled into our room one day with his sister in tow. She had just started at our small private college and was coming to meet the roommate her big brother had told her so much about.

Ashton was relatively tall at 5’9″, and though she was not the stick figure that is so popular these days, she carried virtually no extra pounds on her lithe frame. Because of her height, the first thing I noticed after her long blond hair and bright blue eyes were her long and shapely legs. She had a wonderful set of breasts, full and perky, and her beautiful behind was encased in a tight pair of jeans. She smiled shyly up at me behind her brother, and we shook hands like we were new business partners, but the slight shaking of my hand almost betrayed the fact that I was looking at the girl of my dreams.

It was her beautiful face I was imagining one fatal day while stroking my hard, thick cock. It had been several months, and I had not managed to work up the courage to tell Ashton how I felt about her (not to mention her brother). So, I sat in the dark in my room, stroking my throbbing dick, remembering the low cut top and tight skirt she had worn to a party in our room the night before. I squeezed my dick imagining her beautiful lips wrapped around the tip of my cock and moaned aloud.

I heard a gasp nearby and turned to my bedroom door. It was slightly ajar, and my first thought was that Mike had walked in on me jerking off. I pulled up my boxers and dashed into our small dorm living room. As I threw open the door to my room, ready with an apology, I was stunned to discover Ashton standing just outside of my bedroom. My breath caught in my throat and I choked. There before me was the object of my desire, and I was standing in front of her wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts which did nothing to cover my obvious erection.

“I’m sorry” was all I managed to say at first before the thought process of my brain managed to catch up to the current situation. “I was just… er… how long were you standing there?”

Ashton’s full body flush told me all I needed to know. Even the swell of her full breasts visible above the top of her tight shirt turned a deep red. “I’m sorry too, I was just looking for Mike and the door was unlocked and um…”

Her eyes dropped to my stiff cock, rudely pointing straight out at her. I made a feeble attempt to cover myself and she half laughed. “No, it’s okay,” she said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have just walked in.”

“I’m sorry too, it’s not your fault,” I replied weakly.

“What were you, um, thinking of…” her voice trailed off.

“What?!” I replied in shocked surprise. Her hands quickly covered her mouth as if she had said too much, and she looked for a second back towards the door.

My head swam for a second with indecision before I finally replied. “Um, I was thinking about you.” Her eyes quickly turned back to face me, wide with her own surprise. “The way you dressed last night,” I managed to continue, “it was so sexy I just um…”

There was an awkward pause. I thought for several terrible seconds that she was about to run out of the room before she responded quietly, “I did that?” Her eyes returned to my cock, still tenting in my shorts.

“I’m sorry, but you have to understand, you were so sexy and your body is just…” I stopped as Ashton blushed even deeper.

“You can’t be serious, I mean, I’m not all that good looking,” she said. I couldn’t believe my ears.

“Ashton,” I replied, “you are by far the sexiest girl on this campus.”

She looked up weakly in my eyes, and I couldn’t believe it when she stepped closer. “I just can’t believe that you think I’m sexy.”

I tentatively put one of my hands on her shoulder, and she cringed a little but allowed me to draw her closer.

“You are so sexy,” was all I managed before I couldn’t resist leaning into her. Her beautiful face gazed up at me so innocently and her soft lips and bright eyes were just inches from my face. I was so horny, I almost didn’t realize what I was doing until my lips brushed hers. We kissed very softly at first, our lips gently touching and rubbing so slightly that at first I couldn’t tell if she was returning my affection. But soon enough I felt her wet tongue run across the surface of my mouth, and my lips parted to allow it entry. Our tongues danced and we began to kiss deeply and insistently. I brought my hand

up and caressed her face.

She pulled away. I knew it. I had crossed the line and now she was going to walk out and her brother would kill me. She turned away from me and hid her face from my eyes.

“I’m sorry…” I managed.

She wheeled on me and pressed one of her taksim escort fingers against my lips. “Don’t,” she said, “just listen.”

“I’ve always found you attractive,” she continued, “but Mike and I agreed before I came here that I was off limits to you. I don’t know what I’m doing, but… seeing you there on the bed… doing that with your… I can’t help it.”

She stepped into me and suddenly my semi-erect shaft brushed against her stomach. The stimulation was enough to send it back to full mast, and as she ran her hand down my arm, my rapidly growing cock rubbed against her belly.

“I really want to,” she continued. “You’re so nice and if I’m going to, I want it to be with you.”

I thought I was starting to understand, and I asked “if you don’t mind me asking, what have you done with a boy before.”

She looked at her feet and replied, “I gave a boy a blowjob once. He kind of told me he wanted it, it was after prom.” Our hands locked and our fingers mingled. “We were in the back of his car and he kind of took my head and guided me to his thing and I put it in my mouth. I licked it for a long time, and finally he spurt he cum at me. Most of it went in my mouth, but some of it didn’t. Anyway, afterwards he told me I wasn’t very good and I heard he told his friends that I blew him and I didn’t do a very good job.”

Ashton looked straight into my eyes. “I want to be better. This is college and I’m supposed to be learning this stuff,” she said almost half-heartedly. “I don’t even know why I’m telling you this, but I think you’re a good guy.”

“I would love to be the one who teaches you,” I said, and she actually smiled at me. I couldn’t believe the turn of events! I had never imagined this happening, and I brought her into a soft hug.

“What have guys done with you?” I asked.

“Well,” she replied, “one time I was camping with some guys and one of them pulled my shirt up and he sucked on my breast. That’s about it.”

I couldn’t believe how innocent this young freshman still was. She was so beautiful and so inexperienced.

“Did you like it?” I asked.

“Uh huh.” She replied.

I bent down and planted another soft kiss on her wonderful lips. Her tongue came out, expecting to dance again, but I kissed my way softly over her cheek, down her chin, and down her neck. My hand came up and dove under her shirt, finding her full breast. I had imagined feeling her weighty tits in my hand, and couldn’t believe that I was actually squeezing her wonderful breast. I continued kissing my way down her neck, licking her lightly as my fingers found her nipple under her sheer bra and began to squeeze it. She actually moaned aloud, and I could feel the vibrations in her chest.

I lifted her tight shirt up and freed her breast from her bra. Her soft, pink nipple popped free and I eagerly sucked it into my mouth. She began to shiver lightly and grind her crotch against my leg as I flicked my rough tongue over her hardening nipple and then ran my hard teeth over the tip of the breast.

She pulled back slightly, and I looked up somewhat alarmed. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I tried to reassure her.

“No,” she said, and flashed me another one of her heart stopping smiles, “that’s not it.” She reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, and stepped back toward me.

I began alternating, sucking on one nipple and running my tongue sloppily over her nipple, while rolling her other nipple between my fingers. Then I’d switch, and kiss my way across to her other breast while my fingers roamed across to gently pinch her other nipples. She was moaning in earnest now, and I could feel the heat of her pussy on my leg.

I lifted her in my arms, kissing her again on the lips. As our tongues danced, I carried her into my bedroom and closed the door behind us. Her tongue ran across my teeth as I laid her back on the bed and began to pull on her shorts.

She lifted her ass to accommodate me and I removed her shorts, but she looked up at me very pleadingly. “Please be gentle, Kevin.”

“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” I replied.

I ran my hands across her thighs and down her legs, up and back down repeatedly. Eventually, my hand brushed her hot mound and she moaned. My fingers found her hot, weld folds, and I traced her swelling lips with my finger. I bent over her mound as my finger found her hard clit and rubbed a teasingly slow circle over her hard nub. Ashton moaned loudly and her hips bucked slightly as I began to rub hard into her clit. I couldn’t resist any longer, and licked the lips of her pussy with my outstretched tongue.

“Oh God!” Ashton cried out, looking up at me in alarm. “No one has ever licked me down there… Ohhhhh.” Her voice trailed away as my tongue began to slather all over her clit and ran circles with my rough tongue all around her sensitive spot. As I lapped at her juices and sucked her clit into my mouth, I began to push aside the folds etiler escort of her pussy with my finger. It was a great surprise when Ashton suddenly clamped her thighs over her head and came hard on my tongue. I could barely hear with her legs pressed tightly over my ear, but I felt her body shudder with a lustful cry, watched her chest heave up and down shaking her creamy breasts, and looked deep into her sparkling blue eyes as she orgasmed.

I sat back once she released me from her grip and watched her absently rub her stomach as she came down from her hard orgasm.

“I’m sorry I didn’t last very long,” she said, “but no one has done anything like that to me before.” She smiled weakly.

“Don’t worry, I’m just glad that I could help,” I said coyly.

Ashton slid down to face me on the bed and I couldn’t help but gaze into her playful eyes and smile at her beautiful face. She reached out with her hand and grabbed my cock. I was startled both by her fowardness and the fact that I hadn’t even noticed I had stayed hard the whole time I had gone down on her.

“It’s only fair that you get a chance now,” Ashton whispered with an evil grin. Obligingly, I stood and dropped my boxers. My stiff dick sprung free and pointed straight at Ashton’s face. She looked it over curiously before once again grasping it with her hand and slowly pumping my engorged seven inches. I don’t think I’ve ever been as hard or as long as the moment her soft hands first gently caressed my member. I could have cum just from looking at her with my dick in her hands, but she drew my cock towards her face and softly kissed the engorged head. I twitched in her fingers as she smiled playfully up at me.

Then, while looking straight into my eyes, she sucked my throbbing cock into her mouth. Her soft lips felt incredible wrapped around my dick, and her tongue tickled and teased the underside of my shaft. She kept a tight seal around my member as she began working her head slowly back and forth, milking me with her mouth. The velvety soft feeling of her cheeks rubbing against my cock was bringing me rapidly towards orgasm. I knew that between my early self stimulation and the very sight of Ashton naked, I couldn’t hold out long.

“Ashton, you’re incredible. I’m not going to last much longer,” was all I managed to say. With that, she began bobbing faster, milking my dick. Her hands reached up and carefully cradled my balls as she moaned onto my dick. Those vibrations were more than I could handle and I erupted into her mouth. She drank down my cum hungrily, sucking every last drop from my cock as I rolled into a ground shaking orgasm. My knees actually buckled and I slipped out of her mouth as I finally fell, still crashing through one of the most intensely pleasurable experience of my life.

Ashton laughed at me as I lay on the floor with my eyes closed, legs splayed, shrinking dick hanging limply on my leg.

“I don’t know what that guy was talking about because you were fantastic,” was all I managed to say.

She actually climbed out of bed and lay down on the floor beside me. We kissed very sweetly and tenderly as I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the soft skin of her ass and the wet touch of her tongue. Before long I had wandered to her beautiful breasts again and my hands floated gingerly over her pink nipples. She bit her lip and smiled at me as I began to lightly twist her nipples between her fingers. I pulled tentatively on one nipple and she moaned, thrusting her wet pussy against me. My cock was beginning to regain steam as one of my hands wandered down to her pussy and gently rubbed into her folds. She kissed me on the neck and moaned into my ear as I resumed my finger assault on her clit, rubbing hard and slow circles around her sensitive spot. I scooted down and sucked one hard nipple into my mouth as I rubbed insistently at her clit.

She slid a had down and grasped my cock. I expected her to start up another hand job, but she carefully placed the head of my dick at the warm entrance to her pussy and slid it around, coating it with my juices.

“Have you ever had sex before?” I asked.

“No,” she replied, looking down at my hard rod in her hands, “but I want to with you.”

I picked her up, cradling her in my arms, and laid her back on the bed. She spread her legs widely for me as I perched over her and coated my cock with more of her pussy juice. I took one last look at her pink virgin pussy before I worked the head of my dick between her folds. She was unbelievably tight, and I knew instantly that she hadn’t lied about being a virgin. I had barely managed to work my head into her pussy when I felt the barrier of her resistance. Ashton cringed slightly, but moaned in pleasure as I worked just the head of my cock in and out of her pussy. Finally, I waited just outside her lips before driving deeply into her soft mound.

She cried out briefly, grabbing hard onto my shoulder, as I thrust through her virginity. beşiktaş escort I paused for several seconds, buried in her tight folds while she became accustomed to the dick in her pussy. I began slowly working my cock in and out of her tight folds. It was like fucking a vise, the grip of her tender pussy walls squeezed against my dick. If not for her earlier blowjob, I may have come from just a few thrusts in her soft and tender pussy.

Ashton whimpered slightly at first, worrying me, but after several minutes of slow, deep fucking I had managed to work most of my cock into her and she started to moan again.

“Oh Kevin,” she said, “you’re so thick and… Uhhhh… it feels so good you… Oh God… filling me.”

A gentle sheen of sweat now coated her soft breasts. I reached down to play with a nipple while I continued to work my cock in and out of her. Before long she was thrusting back up and me, the tight grip of her pussy taking more and more of my dick until I was buried to the hilt.

“It’s feeling GOOD,” she said. “I think I might be close to another… ooohhhhh.”

I reached down and ran the rough surface of my palm over her nipple while I began to fuck her harder and faster. I withdrew almost to the tip before shoving the full length of my thick me back into her wet folds. I rammed her faster and deeper, staring down at the unbelievable sight of her angelic face. Her firm breasts swayed up and down with our fucking, her lovely body coated in a soft sweat, and her beautiful blue eyes always staring back at me.

I slammed into her over and over again, feeling her pussy grip me tightly. Her eyes went wide and she began to buck hard against me.

“OHHHHH GAAAAAWWD!!! I’m CUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMING!!!” she screamed. I felt her puss muscles contract and milk my dick inside her as the wetness of her orgasm washed over my buried penis.

I worked my dick into her slowly a few more times before I paused. She looked up at me concerned.

“You didn’t cum,” she said puzzled.

“I don’t want to get your pregnant,” I replied.

“I’m on the pill, it’s okay,” she said, but she sat up and my still erect dick slid from her folds.

“It’s a little tender now” she said in explanation, slipping up against me. She wrapped a hand around my penis again, this time coated in her own juices. She began to pump me again slowly, squeezing my dick in her hands and working my shaft from base to tip.

“I’ve never cum so hard before,” Ashton continued, “or more than once in one night.” She kissed me lightly on the cheek. “I’ll let you decide what position I’m going to finish you off in.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. If this was a dream, I never wanted to wake up. I couldn’t take my eyes of Ashton’s incredible body, and staring at her beautiful face while she gave me a tender hand job was almost enough to set me off again. Only my previous orgasm had kept me from cumming already.

“You ready again?” I asked.

“Sure,” she replied with a smile.

I pulled her up and then pushed her over onto her hands and knees. As I positioned myself behind her, she giggled. “So you like it doggy, huh?” was all she said.

I carefully found her warm folds with the tip of my cock and slowly worked the head back into her tight pussy. She gasped as I bottomed out, withdrew, and then slowly bottomed out again.

“You’re even deeper and … oooohhhh… it feels so… ohhhh… good.”

I once again marveled in the velvety soft fold of her tender young pussy. I began to work her faster, using my hips to jackhammer harder and deeper into her. She attempted to push back and meet my thrusts, but I began withdrawing almost to my tip again and then shoving the full length of my thick cock back into her wetness. I reached around with one hand and began kneading one her swinging breasts, while my other hand worked down and began rubbing her swollen clit. The effect was immediate. She began moaning loudly and continuously as I pumped hard into her, her blond hair whipping side to side with her head as I assaulted her breast and clit. With my weight resting on her hips I was able to thrust hard and deep into her tight channel. Her soft folds against my prick were bringing me rapidly to the point of no return, but she was clearly losing it.

As I deep circles around her hard clit, she began screaming a constant stream of obscenities. “Oh Kevin FUUUUUUUCCCKK MMMEEEE, ” she cried out, her head whipping side to side. “OOOHHHHHHHH GAAAAAWWWD your cock is SOOOOOOO HAAAARRD. I’m going to CUUUMMMMMMM. FUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEE.”

I could feel the heat rising from my feet and the cum bubbling in my balls as I pounded my cock into her over and over again. Suddenly, she arched her back and screamed, “FUUUUUUUUUCCKK. CUUUUUUMMMMMMINNNNNGGG.”

Ashton’s body shook violently with her orgasm, and I could feel her pussy spasm around my cock. The wetness from her eruption spilled over my swollen member and began to leak down her thighs. She stopped moving but I was soooooo close that I kept fucking her.

Suddenly she crawled forward and pulled away. She turned over immediately and saw the disappointment on my face. I collapsed on the bed next to her with my legs dangling over the side, my cock still at full mast and covered with her pussy juices.

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