Andi’s Summer – Day 02

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To rid myself of thoughts about Mr. Cooper’s unexpected exploration of my womanhood and his apparent willingness to let me examine his genitalia I had spent the entire morning and early afternoon sprawled on my back on top of my bed re-reading “Becumming a Woman” written by a blonde co-ed named Roxanne.

Written as a diary she reported all of her naughty explicit and erotic liaisons in her freshman year of college. She had replaced proper words like ‘penis’ with ‘cock’ and ‘vagina’ with ‘pussy’ and she was getting closer and closer to losing her virginity, but she was still holding out.

On her first few dates she played the innocent little girl to the hilt. Making out she would ask to see his thingy. She would admire it by saying it looked like a delicious lollypop and then offer to lick and suck it if he would make a small contribution toward her college expenses.

I admired the way she controlled her suitors. That she expected and accepted money for her skills was just her way of assuring herself that she wasn’t being taken advantage of like some empty-headed bimbo.

She would state flat out “I am still a virgin and I intend to stay that way, however, if you could help me; I’ll give you a special treat that will make you happy and satisfied.”

She would make up a desperate reason she needed twenty dollars the next morning. She had advanced from cuddling and feely-touchy to letting her dates molest and nibble her breasts and in turn she would stroke and suckle what she called their tasty treats.

After several profitable liaisons and the boys bragging about her talents she became known as the “lollipop girl” and became very popular on campus, so much so that she often had two or three no-dinner, no-dancing, no-movie dates a night.

Roxi was fascinated with the male genitals; describing each with clinical attributes. She cared less about what kind of body they were attached. She took on athletes and bookworms. Her detailed description of her techniques upon the sexual apparatus of many different men became more explicit and longer as I worked through the chapters.

I was determined to become just like Roxie; my first opportunity on campus was only a few short months away. In the meantime I could, if I dared to, practice on Mr. Cooper.

My eyes were tired and my kitty needed a break; I had been strumming and rubbing myself to higher and higher plateaus all day, as I re-read the good parts over and over and daydreamed that I was just as confident and capable of pleasing a man as she.

It was a beautiful day outside so I decided to walk over to the park for some sun and fresh air. I had graduated high school last Friday and was supposed to be looking for a summer job as part of my agreement with my parents for them to fund my college tuition.

I couldn’t wait to get on a campus far from home and begin my own adventures with real men – not the stupid boys from around here. During the tumultuous years of puberty at school I had been a mouse, wanting nothing to do with boys. I kept my hair short and shaggy, never wore make-up, slouched, kept my eyes on the ground and frowned a lot.

As I matured I found my reputation as a loner an advantage to nurture. Nobody bothered me. I was left alone to plan my future. For the next three months I would be marking time until I could escape and start my adventures.

I bounced up off my bed and checked myself out in the mirror on the back of the door to my room. I was wearing my school uniform blouse and pleated skirt and nothing else. I had gotten a vengeful thrill out of clipping the buttons off my blouse, cutting the sleeves off, enlarging the armholes into large teardrop shaped vents on each side and slashing the unhemmed material so the blouse barely reached the bottom of my titties leaving the button hole and button plackets long so I could tie them beneath my chest.

In the right postures the slope of my firm breasts was easily viewable from the front and the sides. I had raised the hem of the knee-length skirt to just barely below my kitty and my gyrations in the mirror had revealed that I was exposing my all anytime I wasn’t standing still. No white utility bra and no white cotton panties.

Fuck school rules – I was free!

I slipped on one of Daddy’s tee shirts over my risqué uniform which was my standard summer attire when going out and about and gathered up my book and glasses then headed to the park. The cement was hot even through my flip-flops so I hurried along, anxious to get barefoot on the cool grass. At the entrance I saw a mostly vacant park. One tall bare-chested boy wearing shorts was shooting hoops. The playground beyond was empty of kids because the community pool was open at the far end.

He wasn’t an ex-classmate so I decided to hit the bleachers and see if I could watch his cock jump around in his shorts. Roxie would do something like that and I suddenly wanted to be Roxie for just a minute or two. I was certainly dressed for it after I removed Daddy’s Ostim Escort shirt.

Reaching the bleachers I walked up to the top bench at the end, sat down and pretended to read my book. The boy was ignoring me so I had to up the ante. I casually fondled my breasts as I appeared to be reading. Looking for any sign of an unhampered appendage in the boy’s shorts I tweaked first one and then the other nipple.

They both responded in appreciation as did my inner me. I slipped my hand down between my legs and caressed myself. I couldn’t see any sign of flopping manhood on the boy. Surely, he had a penis. My intense concentration was noticed by the shooter. He waved; I waved back.

That was all it took. He palmed his ball and laid it on his hip and approached. (Roxie spoke to me. It was now or never.) As he stopped at the foot of the bleachers I spread my knees knowing that my short skirt wasn’t covering my treasure.

He squinted up at me, and then shaded his eyes for a better view. With Roxie’s encouragement I let my knees fall further apart as I leaned forward placing my elbows on my knees and let him see my titties push my blouse down and out.

He found his voice. “Sure is hot, isn’t it?”

“Sure is. I’m sweating in places I don’t usually sweat”. (One of Roxie’s lines.) I spread my knees further apart as if I was showing him just where I was sweating. His eyes were locked on my dark muff.

“Un, I was thinking of going behind the bushes and catching some rays.”

I had no idea what he meant. “What do you mean?”

“Get some sun on my white parts. Care to join me?” This guy was well tanned everywhere I could see. I wanted to see what his white parts looked like, didn’t I? He was inviting me to see for myself, wasn’t he?

“I’m supposed to be looking for a job, besides; I don’t even know your name.”

“Sorry… I’m Tony. My folks just moved here from the city and I’m visiting for a few days.”

“I’m Andi. Are you in high school somewhere?”

“No, I’m a sophomore at Northwestern. Are you?”

So he was a stranger AND an out-of-state college man. Was he to be my Prince Charming? Mr. Cooper didn’t hold a candle to him.

I couldn’t believe my luck, a tall, dark and handsome man right here in my very own park!

Stalling for time I ask, “Am I what?” I just knew this was a golden opportunity and I had to take it.

“In high school?”

“No, I just graduated. I’m 18 and I am going to UCLA in the fall.”

“Why so far away?”

“When you get to know this town you’ll understand; there is nothing to do for fun and few job opportunities.”

“I like what I see so far and we can make our own fun. Are you coming?” Whether he was counting on his swagger or he was actually polished didn’t matter to me. I would let him seduce me within my limits and then I would take my fill of him – literally. (Roxi had revealed that no man turned down a blowjob.)

He walked along the side of the bleachers and stopped below me. I stood up knowing he would be able to look right up my skirt. Snatching up Daddy’s tee; with slow wide strides I stepped down onto the fourth tier, and then the third as he held up his arms to catch me.

I couldn’t quite be sure if I let my breasts slide down his chest or if he had pulled me into him. Either way – WOW! His sweat stimulated my nipples and the resulting electricity shot straight to my kitty.

Tony led me to a small gap in the shoulder-high bushes that bordered the park. Stepping through I saw the high cement block wall that divided the park and the surrounding homes. The evergreens were added later to soften the effect. I assumed the extra space to the wall was for when the plants would be full-grown; in the meantime they created a nice hide-away.

Tony turned to the right and I followed him. Near the corner the bushes were thick and nearly as tall as the wall hiding the two of us from the rest of the world. Tony leaned against the wall, pulled me to him and kissed me. His tongue went right to work as if we were intimate lovers, which was OK with me. It was more than OK; chills ran up and down my spine.

I stepped away from him and took off my glasses and placed them on top of Daddy’s shirt and my book, which I put face down at the side of the two of us on one of several unmatched milk crates. It appeared that someone had created a private space to hang out. Cigarette butts, empty soda cans and other litter confirmed that.

“We’re right under that window.” I pointed out the two story house at the corner not more than twenty feet away that overlooked the length of the wall. “Anyone looking out and down can see what we are doing” I warned.

“What do you think the odds are that anyone is in that house now and would be looking out that particular window at this time of day?”

Feeling foolish I shrugged my shoulders.

He pulled me back to him and spun me around facing away from him. He cradled me in his arms; his hands quickly busy untying Escort Ostim my blouse. He was struggling with the knot; making it looser, but not getting it undone so he just pulled my blouse off my shoulders and let it fall to my waist.

Once my blouse was disposed of he simply slid his hands under my waistband and slid both garments down my narrow hips, compressing my bubble butt and let them fall to the ground. His hands were everywhere at once as he nuzzled my ear. He made a hurried exploration of my breasts, my butt and when his hands fell to my womanhood I finally reacted.

“Whoa – no fair! You’re still dressed!”

He put one arm across my tits, holding me against his chest while his other hand fumbled against my buttocks. I realized that he was pushing his shorts down. Looking down I saw his shorts and a stained athletic supporter join my clothing. Seeing the jock strap I realized why my voyeurism had been thwarted. I thought boys only wore those during a game.

Suddenly I realized that I was naked and my Prince Charming was naked. It seemed so romantic.

I spun around facing him unintentionally palming his flopping manhood which startled both of us. I didn’t let go of it. I had only explored the flesh of one other penis before Mr. Cooper which happened in a dark theater under a boy’s stretchy waistband and inside his underwear as group of our classmates were seated all around us on a field trip. The boy had just taken my hand and stuffed it down his pants. I didn’t want to make a fuss so I just squeezed his thingy from time to time. He hadn’t been nearly as big and heavy as Tony was. (It was time for a Roxie declaration.)

“I am a virgin and intend to stay that way, but if you’ll keep your hands above my waist, I’ll keep mine below yours.” I looked up at him, licked my lips and winked just as Roxie always did.

I knew my admission offered a lot of opportunities for the young man before me to consider.

Tony suddenly kissed me on the forehead and whispered in my ear, “I need you to help me out, Andi. I’m really hurting. I’ll give you a dollar if you make me cum.”

His upper hand pushed down hard on my bare shoulders and I was roughly slammed down on my knees losing my tentative hold on the object of my curiosity. I liked how he moved me around at his will. His offer to pay me didn’t register as my eyes, mind and imagination were otherwise occupied.

Did he expect a hand-job or a blow? I knew what I wanted!

I was crouched with my face right in front of his stiff naked manhood; it was twitching in the air all by itself. I was seeing for the second time a man’s penis up close. The thickness of it was about the size of the napkin rings my mother used at Sunday dinner and the length was about the size of the rolled up napkin placed inside of it. His foreskin was rolled back exposing his big purple raspberry. Recalling descriptions that Roxie shared, since it was so hard looking it was probably as long as it was going to get.

“Suck me Andi. Suck me!” I liked that he used my name. Would he remember this day for the rest of his life? I knew I would!

Scratch the hand-job. Tony reached down and placed his hands on my head and pushed his hips forward. He wanted a blow and I wanted to suckle. Was I a lucky girl or what?

I ducked away from that assault and slapped his hands away.

“Don’t be so bossy! I’ll do it in my own good time.”

“Andi, kiss it baby – kiss it and suck it.” He was thrusting his cock left, right and center.

I pushed his hips back up against the wall.

“Be nice Tony, I know what I’m doing.”

That was such a big fat lie! I searched my memory for Roxie’s particulars given my position. I cupped his scrotum with my left hand, referred to in the book as his sack. I had learned to use the span of my thumb and pinkie to measure. My make-do ruler measured 5 inches; pressed against Tony’s length I determined that his penis was just over six inches.

I lightly kissed the smeary head of his penis – that was his pre-cum I assumed. I leaned into him and gripped his staff with my right hand, ran my tongue down the left side of it, across his testicles (balls) and back up the other side of his throbbing cock. Cock – cock – cock… Cock-a-doddle-do… any cock will do! (Roxie’s mantra; which I had been silently practicing the entire day.)

Before putting this college man’s thingy in my mouth I wanted to study it. I pumped my hand slowly up and down as I surveyed its structure with all of my senses. This was much better than the pictures and few diagrams I had seen. It was hard, yet spongy. It had thick blue swollen veins running the length of it. The head was shaped like a tilted mushroom and clear fluid was pooling on the tiny slit at the top.

I licked around the top of the head and tasted the liquid that I could hardly avoid. I liked it. Roxie had called it the nectar of the Gods and I had to agree with her. I licked all around the edge of the head and Ostim Escort Bayan captured as much of it as I could with a furtive suckle. I was definitely going to enjoy this!

“Andi, please don’t tease me.”

“I’m not.”

I wasn’t teasing him I was teasing myself. I so wanted to suck on him, but I also wanted to memorialize this almost holy event.

“Stand still.” Tony wasn’t moving around, but his legs were shaking uncontrollably. He locked his knees. I gripped his penis at its base.

This was my moment. I was so excited. I knew my kitty was puffy and wet and I hadn’t even touched myself since coming behind the bushes. This was the greatest gift a woman could give to her man. Tony was my man.

I sucked softly on the head and then slowly lowered my mouth beyond the violet bubble until my lips came in contact with my loose fist. Tony moaned as I gently suckled him while my hand continued to pump him which sent electric shocks to the tip of my nipples and up and down the walls of my pulsating kitty. I had him. I controlled his destiny.

I loosened and twisted my griping hand and tickled each of his balls in turn. Tony was constantly moaning and encouraging my efforts. He was rather crude. “Fuck yes, just like that. Don’t stop! Don’t stop. You’re a great cock-sucker, Andi! Don’t stop.”

I enjoyed his pleas and approvals, but I could have done without them as I was in my own wonder world. The difference in the textures of the head, the shaft and his hairy balls fascinated me. The pleating and unfurling of his foreskin as I pumped his shaft fascinated me. The constant throbbing and twitching excited me. I knew I was dripping. I was going to cum soon without anything touching me down there.

I started to suck his cock as fully as I could. I released my hand and pushed his stiffness past the back of my mouth and tried to capture the head at the entrance to my throat which rebuffed a voluntary entry. I had slid solid cucumbers down my throat in practice so I was surprised that Tony’s cock didn’t invade my throat. I determined that his cockhead was too soft to punch through the gateway. Maybe I needed a better angle. I settled into a steady bobbing. Tony was too quick for my full pleasure.

As my mouth was pulling upward Tony screamed and let loose. A spurt shot against the back of my mouth. Another and another followed and I felt my mouth filling up with salty brine. I swished it around his cock, and giggled to myself as I realized that I was rinsing between my teeth at the same time. I kept his slippery goo in my mouth for a long time. I didn’t want to lose it. Finally, I had to begin swallowing it. Once – twice – three times and there was still a nice coating on my tongue and cheeks inside my mouth. That first taste of his cum sent shivers through my body and I knew that I would be sucking many more cocks in the future.

I released Tony’s cock with a loud pop. I had created a vacuum.

Tony’s knees buckled. “I need a rest.” He leaned over gasping for breath. I was in better shape than he was. Belatedly, I gave a furtive glance up at the window. Did a shadow on the transparent curtains just move? Were the curtains separated more than they had been before? I studied the window for a moment. Was someone watching us? I smiled up at my imaginary friend thinking, “I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.”

I expected some sort of expression of gratitude on Tony’s part, but no “thank you” or any praise at all now that he was sated. Had he no manners? He groaned more in agony than ecstasy. He wasn’t my Prince Charming; he was a selfish little boy.

I shushed him, pulled an upside down plastic milk crate under my butt and grabbed his deflated cock. I was probably rougher than I should have been because Tony yelped. I unceremoniously stuffed his limp thingy into my mouth and began to suckle it with a vengeance. I prayed he could get hard and shoot off for me again.

This was my time. I had a cock to play with and I wasn’t done yet. He pleaded for me to stop. He begged. I wrapped my arms around his thighs and held on for dear life. I’m sure he could have escaped if he really wanted. He acted like he was being tortured at first but soon let me have my way. I was determined to get him off again. Not for him – for me.

As I rocked back and forth I could hear my own juices squishing between my legs. I could smell myself. Instead, of being embarrassed I believed it to be a badge of honor. I vowed to never ever be uncomfortable by my own animal scent again.

His deflated cock was the perfect size to be suckled and swished around in my mouth by my saliva and his residual cum. I found that this was an ideal circumstance. I was perfectly content to munch rather than suckle; in fact, I was enjoying it more. I could spend all day – even a lifetime chomping on a masculine squiggly worm. I settled in for a long feast.

Unfortunately, his cock didn’t cooperate; it grew fuller and longer and I had to resort to sucking it as I had before. When it reached its full length I pressed forward and was able to get the head of his cock to fuck into and out of the entrance to my throat although it wouldn’t stay there. I dismissed the value of playing with his balls and found a better task for my free hand between my own legs.

Art History

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Art History

“Oh. My. God. If I have to walk through one more museum, I think I’m gonna start screaming.”

“Sammy, mellow out. What’d you think we’d be doing on this trip? The whole point is to go to museums and look at art.” Beth smacked her friend on the upper arm and rolled her eyes.

“No. The whole point was to come to Europe and to be…in Europe – not in museums.”

Beth’s grin hadn’t faded. “That might be the dumbest thing I’ve heard you say considering that art is what this trip is all about. Well maybe aside from what you said when you stole that pack of Twizzlers.”

Samantha was clearing errant strands of hair out of her face by using both hands to pull it back and away from her eyes. She had temporarily gripped her hairband in her teeth which made her mumble, “I was thirteen for fuck’s sake.” After putting her pony tail in place she said more clearly, “You and that stupid story.”

Beth put a mocking ring into her impression of a younger girl, “‘I paid you but you must have forgotten.’ And we were the only ones in the store. The look on that guy’s face…it was like…like…he couldn’t believe you’d said it either.” Beth giggled. “You were so lucky he was cool.”

“He wasn’t cool, and neither are you. It’s five years later and you just can’t let it die. Come on, let’s catch up with Ted, Lia, and Natalie.”

The girls hustled past a set of Magritte paintings of doors that didn’t exist without paying the masterworks any mind. They’d been overloaded with “culture” for the past week. When they passed a security guard, the two also missed the fact that his eyes followed them well past the line of propriety.

They caught up with their friends and Samantha slipped her arm through Ted’s and asked him, “What’s up?”

Ted gave Samantha a little squeeze back. “Hey, Thing 2. See anything you like.” Samantha liked the nickname Ted had given her but Beth wasn’t as thrilled with her nickname. Ted called Beth, Thing 1 because when the two girls were together, they were trouble as far as he was concerned.

Ted enjoyed the new-found familiarity he had with most of the girls on the trip. He had no idea that his growth spurt between sophomore and junior year had caught the attention of the entire female population in his class. Another year of running cross-country and track only augmented his fitness, making him leaner and causing more of a stir than he knew. His newfound maturity coupled with the collective bonding of this group of twelve kids travelling together had seemed somewhat of a miracle to him.

Samantha grimaced and repeated her complaints to Ted. She thought it was cool that he liked this stuff so much, but she really wanted to get out and have a chance to see the city on her own terms instead of the constant ramblings of docents.

Ted said, “You know, if you slowed down a minute you might actually like some of these paintings. Like that one, it’s incredible.”

“It’s a big fuckin’ apple in a room. WOW. I’m dazzled.”

Ted shook his head. “2, you’re hopeless. Remember what Thrad talked about – the whole point is not to have a point. Magritte is messing with perspective, making you question what you see, what reality is.” He enjoyed looking at the paintings and knowing a little about what was going on with them. It made him feel, as cheesy as this seemed, grown-up.

“Nope – doesn’t make me question my reality. It makes me think that guy was hungry for an apple. REALLY hungry for an apple.”

Ted felt the pressure and warmth of Samantha’s leg pressed up against his. Her black leggings were tight and he caught himself thinking about the curving line of of her ass that was so tantalizing in view at the base of her shirt. He knew he needed to move and change the subject or he’d embarrass himself. He detached from her arm in order to read the small placard next to another painting.

Samantha was a kick; fun to hang around with, but he felt that she hid behind her disinterest in things so she wouldn’t have to work. She probably wasn’t a genius, but it was too bad that she seemed so intent on not showing whatever smarts she had. It was a different story with Beth, and he really liked that about her. Of all the girls in the class, he was most interested in Beth but the two of them had a hard time talking. All of the casual contact he had with most of the others seemed to be out of reach for him with Beth.

The art history elective for seniors was an unusually small class, and it turned out that eight of the kids in the group were girls. Beth was sharp and it was obvious that Mr. Thrad enjoyed having her contribute. He’d often start a discussion about a painting by asking her a leading question to get things rolling. Somehow Ted frequently found himself seeing things differently and there were more than a few classes where their disagreement had sparked the long discussions in which Mr. Thrad clearly took pleasure.

Samantha had encouraged someone else to share in her dissatisfaction and Şentepe Escort Ted wandered off, absorbed in the art around him. He found himself looking at a nude of Magritte’s wife when Beth walked up next to him. The painting was hung right next to an equally bare photograph of the model.

She said, “I’m not sure Magritte knew where her breasts were supposed to go.” The painting was a human head whose eyes were breasts and mouth a V of pubic hair. The image bore little resemblance to the stark reality of the photograph.

Ted was embarrassed to have been caught looking so closely at the pictures. “Err…yeah. You mean they don’t usually go there? If they were there, at least guys wouldn’t always be blamed for staring at them.” Unfortunately his embarrassment was only worsened because he’d looked directly at Beth’s chest when saying this. His face flushed.

Beth’s own embarrassment stumbled along just behind his. She folded her arms and turned back to the picture. “Well if they were like, putting a bra on would mean we’d be smashing into walls all the time.”

They both laughed.

“You probably won’t believe me, but I was more interested in the photo. I’m just amazed at how the technology has changed. What would a guy like this have done with a digital camera? Or hell, anything on a computer? He was into graphic design when there basically was no such thing.”

As much as Ted had liked the paintings discussed in class, he’d really gotten into photography. Learning about the early landscape photographers had spoken to something deep in him. The idea of those guys traipsing around the woods with all that huge equipment had captured his imagination. Then Mr. Thrad had shown him the work of war correspondents and he was lost. He’d burned his entire summer’s earnings, plus a loan from his mom, to pick up a digital SLR.

Beth gave a small frown. “She was really kind of plain, but he made her beautiful. Even the abstraction of her body has beauty in it. It’s almost like he loved each piece of her independently.” Without realizing it, she crossed her arms in almost an embrace of herself. “I think it’s really romantic.”

Ted looked away from the photo and noticed her position. The tight-stitch sweater emphasized the slight rise of her chest that was pushed up due to the position of her arms. Her chestnut hair was splayed around both shoulders and complimented the off-green color of her sweater. He said, “I’ve never considered the art from the perspective of the model.” The technique of creating the image had always been the obvious focal point for him. He was really taken with what she’d said. “You don’t think she was embarrassed by the modeling? I mean, it was a long time ago and…you know…they didn’t even have kissing in the movies back then. It’s not like she was super pretty or…”

Beth couldn’t bring herself to look at Ted, but she could feel him looking at her now. She said in a softer tone. “I’m sure she was comfortable with it. Any woman would want to feel that way.” Her neck had gone red and she could hear her own pulse. She walked off to hide the further discomfort at him seeing her like that.

Ted watched her walk away and was more confused than ever. He wasn’t sure if they’d just argued or agreed.

***

“What the hell, Owen. How much of my beer were you planning to drink?”

“Dude. It was important that I make sure it was safe for you. I was doing you a favor, fucker.”

Ted closed the mini fridge and grabbed a bottle opener. The best part of the trip was how cool Mr. Thrad was about their drinking. Everyone on the trip had gone out and stocked their little fridges with beer or wine. Some had gone for the hard stuff, but Ted couldn’t stand the taste of anything that didn’t have a foamy head on it.
Ted turned back to the game. “Okay, whose turn is it? No, Owen it’s not you. Christ you’re a pain in the ass.”

Owen’s eyes were glassy from the beers. “Yes. Yes I am. And damned proud…”

“Sit down you noisy bastard.” Samantha was lit as well and hauled Owen back onto the bed between her and Lia. She draped herself on him and Ted could see that her breast was pressed against Owen’s arm. He could tell from the stupid grin on Owen’s face that the position was appreciated.

“Thing 1 – it’s your turn.”

Beth was feeling the effects of her second beer. She’d gone much slower than Sammy, but the tenor of the game had clearly taken a turn for the crass and she was glad for the buzz. “Fine. Okay. Uh.”

Samantha said in a sing-song voice. “We’re waiting.”

“Okay, give me a second. All right, I’ve got one. I never made out with someone at school – I mean during the day.” She wasn’t surprised to see just about everyone else in the room raise their hands and laugh. That kicked off a round of questions about who the crime had been committed with for each of them. Beth noticed though that Ted hadn’t raised his hand, and was keeping quiet so as not to attract the rowdy Şentepe Escort Bayan group’s attention to his relative inexperience. Her own amorous encounters had been limited to the previous summer when she’d worked at a sleep-away camp. The awkward kissing and ultimately painful encounter with her supposed boyfriend had left her with a fairly cynical view of both dating and sex. But Ted had captured her attention all year and this trip had only served to cement her fascination with him.

While the conversation tumbled along, Beth forced herself to look away from Ted, so she turned sideways in the chair and cradled her beer closer.

From where Ted was leaning up against the desk, he was looking directly across the room at Beth. She was sitting in one of the puffy chairs next to the window. The street lights outside backlit her hair and her smile was bright. The temperature in the room was high from having eight people in it and her loose-fitting, black t-shirt complemented her fair skin and dark eyes. There was color in her cheeks and she looked glamorous to him. His own consumption had lowered his inhibitions enough to do something he would have been too shy to do normally.

Ted grabbed his camera from the desk and took a wrap of the strap around his hand to stabilize it. He flipped on the power and rotated the zoom in enough that the whole frame was her face. He clicked the shutter and readjusted his position. He zoomed in further and focused just on her mouth. He could see moisture on her lips and her teeth so crisply framed in her smile. He clicked once and then again in rapid succession. She was as of yet unaware of what he was doing and just as he opened the shutter for the second shot of her mouth, the tip of her tongue had innocently emerged to get a small droplet of beer. It had vanished as quickly as it had emerged, but the camera had captured a sensual moment.

When Ted quickly checked the image in the screen, his heart skipped a beat. The picture was incredible. He brought the camera back up, pulled out on the zoom to get the full image of her in the chair with the light behind her. On his second shot she noticed, and apparently so did Owen. The third, fourth, and fifth images were of Owen diving across the field of view with a dumb-ass expression on his face and both middle fingers raised in a salute.

Ted sighed. “Nice – ya big jerk.”

Samantha had noticed as well and practically launched herself across the room. “Oh – we have to do a photo shoot. She sucked in her cheeks and struck and utterly absurd pose. “We’re bootiful, darlink. Natalie – come’ere.” She grabbed at her friends arm so the two of them could mug for Ted.

He started shooting and saying, “Work it, ladies. Feel it.” and began moving around in just as much of a parody of fashion as the girls. Pretty soon the guys were doing manly poses, pointing at far off things, making muscles and doing exaggerated dips with the girls as well.

***

After a great deal of clowning around, and then just hanging out it had gotten late. People were clearing out of Ted’s room, and it became clear that Owen and Samantha were getting closer and closer. When they left together, Ted found himself alone with Beth. He had no idea what to say.

Beth said, “Well, I guess I’m in trouble now.”

“Why’s that?”

“Dummy – where do you think those two just went? You’re the only one with a single, and they just went to our room.”

“Right – the ‘Thing Tank.’ I forgot.” Ted chuckled again at the pun he’d come up with when they’d arrived at the hotel and the room assignments had been handed out.

Beth wandered over to the desk and picked up the camera. For the past hour she’d been wondering about the pictures that Ted had taken before the antics had started. She hit the play button and the last idiotic picture of three girls hanging off Owen filled the screen.

Ted remembered the picture of her lips and it gave him a guilty pang. It was too sensual – somehow too personal. Would she think he was a slimeball? But he didn’t know how to stop her; what could he say? He felt vulnerable which was odd considering that she was the one in the image.

Beth had scrolled back steadily through the pictures and had laughed repeatedly. Some of the images were sure to end up on Facebook. A couple shots were simply outrageous and she hoped he would delete them quickly. But then she came to the last picture of herself that he’d taken. It was a simple image, just her sitting in a chair and she hated pictures of herself. But the person she saw in the picture was pretty. The light, profile rather than straight on, her bare foot stretched out making her calf look longer and trim, even the closed arms all made for a nice shot. She knew instantly that if it weren’t for the beer, her mother would have made a thousand copies and sent them to every family member.

She moved to the next image which was nearly identical to the one she’d just been Escort Şentepe looking at. As usual, she started to be critical of herself. Thank god her arms had covered her body – or lack thereof she thought. She never liked her chin, and in this shot she felt the slight change of angle of her face made her cheek look flat somehow.

She pressed the back button and her breath caught in her throat. Her lips and the hint of her tongue monopolized the whole screen. Her upper lip was slighted tucked in, the lower full and slightly wet from the beer. The moisture on her tongue caught the light. The image was unquestionably sexual – there was no other way to see it. She immediately felt warmth in her pelvis. Ted had seen this. More than that, he’d captured a moment, a piece of her in time that was erotic – genuinely erotic. There in the middle of the room with everyone around he’d done more than kiss her.

Ted was silent. He watched her with morbid fascination. Yet the sense of foreboding gripping his gut didn’t alter how he perceived her. Somehow the small furrow of her brow and the intensity of her focus on the camera’s screen made her all the more attractive to him. He was certain she’d be furious, especially since he seemed to be particularly adept at annoying her on a normal day. He’d only seen the photo for a split second after he took the shot, but it was too intimate. He’d inadvertently crossed an invisible boundary and he knew it. He braced himself for the storm and completely misunderstood her silence. He lamely reached for a false casualness. “Thing 1, I…”

“Please don’t call me that.”

He stumbled on his words. “I. Look – I’m sorry. I was just goofing.” He blew a sigh and ran his hand through his hair. “I’ll delete anything you don’t like.”

She pressed the button again and took in her own smile. It was warm, full, and it too was beautiful. Something she never thought she would think about herself. The final picture of her full face was the best she’d ever seen of herself, and it moved her. “Don’t you dare.”

Ted was more confused than ever.

She found her mouth dry with nerves. For months, he was the best thing about Art History. Really the best part of any day she got to spend time with him, but they were always disagreeing. Yes, he had become so handsome but it was more…more…who he was and how he was that she couldn’t get past. She wanted to be close to Ted in a way that she never felt about Mark during the summer, even considering that she’d lost her virginity to that particular jerk. Beth was always jealous of Samantha’s ease in being physically close to Ted. The constant hugs or when she would walk arm-in-arm with him. Samantha made it look so natural to joke with Ted or to hop in his lap and laugh when they were hanging out over at her place. Until that picture, there was no way she could just reach out and touch him, even just to tap him on his arm to get his attention. But he’d exposed her – literally.

Beth carried the camera to Ted and stopped with mere inches between them. “Don’t you dare erase that picture…any of them. It’s amazing – it’s beautiful.”

She got up on her toes and leaned in to him. His expression was one of bewilderment, and she loved that he didn’t get it. He’d acted on an innocent desire to see her through his lens, and that was all the more attractive. Beth reached up with her free and drew him closer. She kissed him softly, an experimental touch. Once, twice, three times before he responded in-kind. They kissed with mouths closed maybe a dozen times before she gently opened her lips and probed his. The kiss deepened further. She pulled back.

“Take some more.” She placed the camera in his hand.

“Beth – I…you…”

She smiled. “I know. We’re going to have to talk about this later, but right now you should take some more shots like the other one.”

For Ted, the situation had morphed into a one of the surreal images from the museum. The flippant, obnoxious dynamics of the group sitting around drinking was the green apple that had seemed to fill the room and was now conspicuously absent, leaving just the two of them. His first real kiss, a kiss that meant something to him, was overwhelming. He could have stood with his mouth on hers for hours. The give of her lips had been exhilarating, yet the firmness contained in the motions of her mouth were equally intoxicating. And when her tongue had touched his, he’d almost become light-headed.

She gave him another quick peck and had to pull out of his grip, which took monumental will power for she wanted nothing more than to kiss him further. “What should I do?”

Ted fumbled for a moment with his camera. “Ah…well…” He laughed and swore and rubbed his mouth. Then he seemed to gather himself. “Okay. Have a seat there again; I want to try the same shot.”

Beth felt awkward. She didn’t know where her hands should go. She had a flash of self-consciousness. “Maybe this is a bad idea.”

Ted saw the change in her and quickly abandoned the idea of a posed shot for the moment. He walked back over to her and kissed the top of her head. He inhaled her sweet, soapy scent and said, “I have an idea. Go get a glass of water and come out here. Just move around the room and do things. I’ll move with you – ignore me.”

Amanda’s First Time

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March 3, 2004 Hollywood, California.

Amanda has to be one of the most beautiful and talented young actors to rise as a new star in Hollywood of late. Her cherubic face, quirky sense of humor and newly blossoming womanly good looks make her the center of attention for the media and her fans alike. Born March 3, 1986 in Thousand Oaks, California, Amanda wows the crowds with her long dark blonde hair, green eyes and long legs right from the start. Her voice can be soft and sweet, but she can be loud too. She can mimic a number of different accents and voices with ease, on a whim… and when she lets loose one of her dazzling smiles, the whole world pauses to take a breath. She usually dresses casually and sensibly, but can carry high fashion well too with her classic looks and malleable manner. Her wardrobe itself conveys her having a healthy dose of common sense and intelligence, with a hint of conservatism and the casual knowledge that she’s attractive and sexy…so she doesn’t have to go out of her way to show it off (too often).

I first met Amanda at her 18th birthday party, at a friends house in Beverly Hills. I arrived with a few friends from work (I worked for Tim Burton in his Hollywood Photography Studio at the time) and we pulled up to the party in a bright yellow Hum Vee. We were fashionably late, so the party was already rockin’ pretty good when we went in the front door. The house, overlooking the lights of L.A. from the top of the ridge, is large and modern. There’s glass everywhere and the floor plan is very open and airy. The second floor with the bedrooms opened to the main floor with a balcony overlooking the entrance and living room area. A flight of wide stairs with orange carpet curved up the left hand side, and all eyes were glued to those stairs. You see, Amanda had just been upstairs getting changed into something more comfortable, and was now coming down the stairs in a one piece silvery white gown that was so sheer, it left nothing to the imagination. You might have seen it in photo’s, as she’d worn the same thing to the premier of “The Pirate’s of the Caribbean”.

Amanda looked down on us as we came in the door with her characteristic huge grin, then says, “Oh, hi! I remember you…” as she’s looking right at me.

My heart skips a beat, as I’m looking back up at her. “Hi Amanda, I don’t think we’ve met…” I stammer. “I’m from Burton’s Studio, one of the photographers.”

Amanda has a puzzled look for an instant, then laughs, “Oh, I remember now. I was Macunköy Escort in the studio the other day and peeked in on you while you were shooting Alyssa, Holly, and Rose for their new Charmed promo.” Again she hits me with that smile. “I wanted to meet you then, but you were busy…”

So, okay, I’m totally speechless now. She wanted to meet me? Huh? When I get my breath back, she’s standing in front of me at the foot of the stairs. “Oh, okay, well I’m here now…” I manage.

She punches me on the arm, hard. “I know, silly…” she says and takes me hand, leading me through the house to the back door and the pool.

All around us I can hear people whispering, “Who is he?”

Amanda and I walk out onto the pool deck, already crowded with guests and getting more so as the guest who were in the house follow us out. A band is playing in the corner, and the pool lights are shimmering over us and making Amanda look like an angel in glowing white.

The party lasts into the wee hours of the morning, and my co-workers are ready to leave. I move to get up from the beach chair were I’ve been sitting with Amanda all evening, but she grabs my arm and shakes her head.

“Stay.” she says, quietly.

I’m thinking of work in the morning, so I mumble an apology and insist that I have to get going, but she won’t let go of my arm. “Stay with me…” she hisses now, in my ear.

I wave to my friends and tell them “Go on without me. I’ll manage…”, then turn to Amanda, “what’s up?”

“I don’t want to be alone.” She says, “and besides, it’s my birthday and I can have ANYTHING I want.” she winks at me, “and I want you to stay.”

Well, who am I to argue with Amanda? I nod, and we sit and chat until the last guests leave, then the caterers and the band pack up and leave, and finally the owner of the house leaves – locking the door behind him.

“Finally!” Amanda says.

I just look at her with a raised eyebrow… It’s four in the morning, we’re sitting on beach chairs beside a steaming pool under the stars, and it’s damned cold out!

“I’m cold.” Amanda says, “Let’s go for a swim.”

Okay. The logic in that escapes me, but I’m game. At least the water is warm, but… “I don’t have a swimsuit.” I say.

Amanda stands up and pulls her gown over her head, revealing that she’s totally nude underneath, then she looks at me and says, “So?”, then she turns and jumps into the pool.

Her image is emblazoned on my mind, seared into Macunköy Escort Bayan my brain. Long smooth legs, gently rounded hips with just the right fullness to be balanced between bony and chubby, with maybe a tad extra padding on her round smooth buttocks. A wisp of hair between her legs, shaved down to the barest blond line pointing down. Her waist pinches in just enough, and her stomach is flat and firm with the barest hint of abs beneath the surface. There’s a hint of line where her rib cage starts, but her ribs aren’t showing. Her breasts, two milky white mounds slightly bigger than a decent sized cereal bowl of exquisitely molded and firm flesh with quarter sized areola’s pointing slightly up and out. Her form flows smoothly up from her chest to her long neck and slightly pointed chin with the barest hint of a cleft. Then there’s her dazzling straight white teeth flashing at me in a wide Cheshire cat grin. My gaze moves up, along her perfect, cute nose and is arrested by her deep green eyes that are openly staring right back at me with just a hint of mischief in their unclouded depths. For a moment, I sense her thoughts in my mind as she watches me looking at her bared body, and they’re stuck there, even now, echoing… “Damn right!”

After a moment, my heart starts up again, and I’m thinking, ‘hmmm… okay…’. I strip down and jump in after her.

So, here we are, both naked and swimming in this lit pool in the middle of the night. We splash each other and I chase her around the pool a bit for a few minutes, catching fleeting glimpses of her perfect body through the distortion of the water. Then she turns and starts chasing me, and she brushes up against me with her arm and leg. I’m starting to get aroused now (even though I’ve had half a hard on all night) as she keeps swimming close and brushing against me. Then she dashes around behind me and grabs me around the waist, I can feel her firm breasts pressing into my back. I feel a little dizzy as blood rushes to my cock and I get a full blown erection. Then to top things off, she brings her long legs up and wraps them around me from behind. Her calf brushes past me erection, setting it to twitching and throbbing.

She lowers her hands, running them down my belly, and whispers in my ear, “hmmm… what’s this?” then wraps both her warm hands around my cock and starts rubbing it, slowly up and down.

I’m at the point of exploding into the pool right there, but she’s got other things in mind. Escort Macunköy She stops rubbing and just holds my throbbing cock in her hand, and pulls me to the shallow end of the pool. She pins me to the stairs in the pool and climbs on top of me, teasing me the whole time. She rubs against me with her breasts against my chest, and below, I can feel her inner thighs wrapped around my cock. She rubs her vagina on my cock, up and down it’s length slowly until I’m at the explosion point again. Then she stops and just holds me tight until the throbbing dies down a bit again.

“I’m just about ready.” she says, then plants her lips on mine before I can say anything. Her tongue darts into my open mouth, she explores my lips, my teeth, my tongue with hers. Then I push my tongue into her mouth and taste her sweetness. I feel like I’m in a dream, my whole body is tingling, our mouths are electric and her taste is overpowering me.

I feel her vagina, pressed up against my cock, and it’s getting slippery and slimy with her juices. She moves a little, drawing the folds of her outer pussy up along the length of my shaft. I feel the head of my cock suddenly slip down into her wetness, and she gasps. I don’t move a muscle, waiting for her to do whatever she’s going to do next. She lingers for a moment with the very tip of my cock inside of her, then she starts to slowly lower herself on me. I feel resistance then, she’s very tight, but also very wet, she pauses again for a second. Then, she pushes down hard, I feel a tearing inside her, and she gives another little yelp. I’m thinking, ‘Oh my god, I’m her first…’ as she pushes down even harder on my throbbing cock. It seems like an eternity, but I’m finally all the way inside of her. My cock starts twitching again, and I can feel the walls of her pussy twitching in response. I take hold of her hips and we start to slowly pump up and down.

It’s a matter of moments, and I’m looking at her, her face and chest grow bright red and she starts to quietly moan. Then, in an instant, I feel her gushing and twitching inside, my cock erupts inside of her, and she screams and starts shaking violently on top of me. The feeling, the ecstasy of being inside of her, filling her up with hot jets of cum starts me shaking and gasping too. Then she collapses on me, and a few shudders later, we both lay still in the water.

We must have been there like that, locked together, for an hour or two. She doesn’t move until the first rays of sunrise light up the windows of the house behind me.

She and I shower together in the house, and she makes me promise never to tell a soul. Then she calls her driver to give me a ride to work.

I’ve been with her a few times since then, but nothing beats that first time in the pool at Adam Sandler’s house in the Hollywood Hills.

After Party

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A friend of mine had a house warning party earlier in the evening and everyone else had left for the night. We’ve both been drinking. We’re trying to clean up her place but she’s stumbling around a bit with a drink in her hand, laughing and teasing me. She stumbles forward slightly but I catch her, her other arm brushing up against my dick. It stays there for a moment and I can see her eyes widen as the back of her hand slowly rubs my growing dick.

Se stands up and smiles as she goes out into the kitchen to pour another drink. I follow. Her tight pants form a perfect outline of her ass as she stands leaning forward slightly at the waist, trying to keep from falling over. She looks back at me, her eyes darting down quickly at the bulge in my pants and then smiles, turning back to her glass. I walk up behind her and gently press the bulge in my jeans into her ass. She slowly grinds against it and stands upright.

My hand slowly squeezes her breast as the other slides from her waist down to her crotch. I unbutton her pants enough to slide my hand down inside her panties.

My fingers slide across her smoothly shaven pussy lips, my fingers occasionally slipping inside. Her breathing starts to escalate as she turns her head and we kiss. My fingers start to move faster in her pussy, sliding in and out, getting wet from her.

The faster I go, the more her breathing gets louder and our kissing more passionate. I reach inside her shirt with my other hand and pull out her tit I had been fondling. I gently squeeze it again as she grabs the back of my hand and squeezes harder. She throws her head back against my shoulder, mouth open and moaning quietly to herself.

I can feel my dick growing inside my pants. Pressing against her ass, aching to break free.

“Oh…don’t…stop…” She moans between breaths. I oblige and continue to finger fuck her, pushing my crotch harder against her ass. Her breathing increases, her moans grow. “Oh…fuck…” She says when I feel her body start to shake. Her hand holding mine tightens and she stops for a second before breaking. Her body spasms as she cums hard. I continue to rub her wet pussy, attempting to prolong the orgasm.

She Karşıyaka Escort finally grabs the hand from inside her pants and pulls it out as her body slowly resumes back to normal.

“Holy shit…” She says as she puts my fingers in her mouth and sucks on them. My dick jerks inside my pants, which she feels.

She leans in and kisses me, as she reaches down and feels the outline of my dick in my pants. “Jeez dude…where had you been hiding this?” She asks with a smile as her fingers caressing where the tip of my dick is.

“Surprise!” I joke as she grabs my zipper and pulls it down. Reaching inside, her hand wraps around my cock and pulls it out into the air. The 8″ hard dick makes her eyes widen a bit before she kneels down face to face and opens her mouth.

She slowly puts the tip inside and wraps her lips around. Slowly sucking she takes a bit more. The feeling of her lips locked around my cock is amazing. It’s something I’ve only imagined ever since we met. She takes more, and I can feel the tip pushing into the back of

Can feel the tip pushing into the back of her throat. her throat with each suck.

I put my hands on the back of her head and help guide more of it into her mouth with each pass.

She speeds up. My dick going in and out of her mouth, each time with enough suction that its all I can to keep from coming right there.

I bury the desire and keep helping her take a little more each time. Soon, I find myself fucking her mouth, her eyes looking up at me and a slight smile on her face. I few more thrusts and my dick is almost my fully into her mouth. I feel the tip bending deep into her throat and I stop, her nose on the base of my shaft.

She looks up at me. I can feel her throat contract against my shaft a few times and then I pull out. She gasps for air and chuckles.

“You trying to kill me with that thing?” We both laugh as she resumes her regular sucking. Her hand and mouth continue as I start to feel like I’m cumming. I’m right on the edge of shooting my load down her throat when she stops shy and stands.

“Hey now, not yet. I need you for while yet.” I stand, Karşıyaka Escort Bayan pushing back the urge and watch as she takes off her pants. I follow suit as she turns around and leans forward on her table, her perfectly tight ass spread and pussy ready for my rock hard dick.

I step behind her and rub the tip of my dick against her pussy. She moans quietly and with a smile says, “Fuck me please”.

I slowly guide the tip of my cock into her pussy, feeling the walls inside her grip onto my dick tightly. She moans quietly to herself as I push further in. Half way in, I decide I want to see how much she can take and with a few slow pumps in and out, I suddenly thrust deep inside her.

She lets out a loud scream as my 8″ cock buries itself deep inside. She throws her head and I grab her around her neck, pulling her upright towards me.

I turn her head and give her a passionate kiss as my other hand caresses her body. She whispers “It’s so big,” before I push her back down to the table and grab her hips.

I pull almost entirely out of her before thrusting back inside. She bounces forward on the table as I do it again.

I start thrusting faster, my dick pushing deep inside her each time. Her push grabs a hold of my shaft almost as much as her throat did and it feels good.

With each thrust she bounces forward on the table, moaning gradually louder each time. Her one tit bouncing freely each thrust. I grab a hold of it with one hand and squeeze tightly, helping me thrust harder and faster into her.

“Do it. Fuck me harder.” She says to me, no longer whispering but loudly and between moans.

I oblige and start fucking her harder, my body slapping her perfectly round ass with each thrust deep inside her.

I stop and pull out quickly, grabbing her body and flipping her over into her back. Spreading her legs I kneel down in front of her pussy and shove my face deep into it.

I spread her pussy lips and start licking inside her. She raises her head and looks down at me. “Lick that tight pussy. Oh…fuck…”

In a matter if moments, her body starts shaking as she cums, this time seemingly Escort Karşıyaka harder than before.

I stand back up and slide my dick back into her pussy. Leaning forward I thrust in and out harder than before, bouncing her back and forth on her table, forks and knives falling to the floor. I grab her shirt and pull it up so I can get at her other tit, still in her bra.

She helps, pulling her shirt and bra off. With each thrust into her, I watch as her tits bounce up and down. Her nipples hard from the cold air in her apartment.

I bend down and wrap my mouth around one, biting gently and sucking at the same time. She grabs the back of my head tightly as I do so.

Our bodies lock as I reach under and pick her up, my dick still deep inside. We kiss as I carry her over to the wall opposite us and rest her against it. I guide her legs up onto my shoulders and with a firm grip around her waste, I start bouncing her up and down onto my giant cock.

She starts laughing with pleasure as I watch her tits bounce up and down along with her.

I can feel the walls inside her grip tightly into my cock and its all I can do from cumming inside her.

To delay the urge a few more minutes, I help her back to her feet as I pull out. My dick, throbbing and ready to burst hangs in the air in front of her as I take a quick breather.

She bends over and takes a few quick sucks off the dick before standing. She looks and smiles, as she walks me over to the couch, my dick in hand and bends over the back of it.

“Fuck me until you cum.” She says.

I don’t waste any time and shove my still throbbing cock back into her tight pussy.

Thrusting harder and harder each time, I can feel myself building to climax. Her moans of pleasure with each deep thrust just make me want to cum harder.

I’m about to pull out and cum on her when she says “I want to feel you cum inside me.”

The words make me pound her as hard as I can, my dick going so deep inside with each thrust that her moans become full out yells of pleasure.

“Fucking cum inside me!” She shouts as I shoot my load deep within her pussy. I yell too, finally able to release after her tease earlier.

She stands and pulls me out of her pussy. Kneeling, she swallows my dick deep into her throat and sucks the remaining cum from inside.

I chuckle to myself as she finally stands and looks at me. “So when are you having another party?”

“Give me 10 minutes.” She says with a smile.

A Walk Through The Park

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Today I decided to get out of my house. I have been pretty busy with college work and what not. I am currently studying to be a 3D animator. My dream is to work for Blizzard. I just worry that because I am a girl, people will expect me not to go to far in the industry. They may even think that I don’t know what I am doing or what I’m talking about.

I have plenty of worries, but living out of my two bedroom apartment has been somewhat of an adventure. Another dream of mine is to move into a bigger place of my own with my love. I just have to meet him. My love that is.

I drove down to the park a couple of miles from my home. There is a nice beautiful lake next to a walking path that is also nice and soothing, especially during the evening.

I got there about 30 minutes before sunset and started on the path. When the sky started turning pinkish purple, I sat down on the grass and fed the ducks. Surely but slowly the sun went down.

“Why hello there.”

I looked up to find myself starring at a very at a very handsome man. No more then 5 years older then me.

“Hi,” I said.

“I happened notice that you were alone. Mind if I joined you?”

“Of course.”

He sat down next to me. When he smiled his teeth sort of glowed. I imagined a lot of money being put into braces for him as a younger kid.

“So what brings you here tonight?” He asked me.

“Just needed a break from studying. I am taking four, three credit classes and it is pretty crazy. I’m a full time student with a part time job.”

He laughed. “I remember my college days. Although I wasn’t as dedicated as you seem to be, I am more of the party guy type. What are you studying?”

“Animation. I want to be an animator for a game called World of Warcraft.”

He looked more then shocked. “You play World of Warcraft?”

“Yes. İvedik Escort I love it. I’m horde. I find the blood elf paladin to be one of my favorite characters. I played prot specked and duel talented as holy because the guild I was in wanted a healer for caty raids. I had to quit a month after caty came out though because of college and work. My test scores were never as good as when I didn’t have WoW time. I mainly had tanking Justice point gear and a little Heroic and regular healing gear.”

He looked at me in amazement. “What server do you play on?”

“Thunderhorn. I am guessing you play?”

“Sure do. I have a warlock. I am in love with demonology.”

We continued to talk about WoW. Then we moved on to League of Legends.

“So who do you play with a lot?” He asked.

“Mainly Ammummu or Taric. I love Tarics heals but I usually do better with Ammummu. His ulti is just amazing in team fights.”

“I’m more of a Ryze guy.”

“Oh God, you’re the kind of guy that is OP.”

We laughed. We continued to talk about games and then laughed some more.

I then looked at my phone and my heart shattered. “Oh my God it’s past midnight! I need to get back home and finish my English paper!” We both got up.

He looked just as depressed as me. “I hope this isn’t to forward… But can I have your number?”

I gave it to him gladly and when on my way home.

2 Weeks later

We went on several dates but tonight I invited him over to my apartment for dinner. I was kind of nervous because I read a lot of stories that showed that as a sign of the women being willing to sex. The truth is, I’m not sure if I am or not. I know I really like him, but I have never really gotten close enough to anyone for pre-marital sex. Yes, I am a virgin.

He came a few minutes before I excepted İvedik Escort Bayan but I didn’t mind. First of all, I am glad he’s not the kind of guy that keeps a girl waiting. Second, he brought me flowers and chocolate. Third, I was chomping at the bit for him to finally arrive.

I finalized the spaghetti and served it on plates for him and I. After we got done eating we sat and talked. A little about video games and movies. After he had chocolate cake for dessert we made our way over to the couch. I popped in one of the Harry Potter movies and we cuddled together on the couch.

About a fourth of the way through the movies, he started to rub my leg. I didn’t mind, it actually felt very good. Then we started to work his way up to my thighs. I was starting to get a little embarrassed, and hot.

About half way through the movie he was rubbing my breasts. I wasn’t showing any reluctance but I wasn’t making any sign of liking it either. Maybe he could feel the warmth in between my legs grow stronger and stronger.

He suddenly lifted up my shirt so that my black lace bra showed. I felt my face turn red. He started groping my breasts, taking them into his big hands. This is the farthest I have ever gone with a guy.

He unhooked my bra and put it down on the ground. He continued to play with my breasts. Then he started paying more attention to my nipples. He started twisting them and pulling on them until they were rock hard. I felt the sensitivity in them grow as he continued on with his rough play.

I could feel my pussy burning with desire. I have never been this horny in my life. I started to give out little moans as he continued to work my nipples. One of his hands left them and returned to my thigh.

I found myself willingly open my legs for him. He went inside my skirt Escort İvedik and touched my panties. I was so embarrassed when he started rubbing his fingers around on the top of the panties and I realized just how wet I was.

“What a dirty little girl. Your panties are soaked!”

I closed my eyes. I was embarrassed but I wanted him bad. I wanted him more then anything I have ever wanted before. Before I realized what he was doing, my panties were gone. He put to fingers on my clit and started rubbing them around.

I started moaning wildly. I was so sensitive there and he was rubbing it like no tomorrow. I felt myself orgasm. I was breathing hard and as soon as it was over I felt empty. I needed his cock.

He started to finger me with the same to fingers. He used his thumb to continue to rub my clit. He brought me to yet another orgasm within minutes. If I didn’t get his cock in my soon, I was going to go crazy.

I took my hand and started rubbing his pants. I could feel his erect cock throb against my touch. He wanted me just as bad as I wanted him. I unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I gave him a hand job until he came in my hand.

I turned around to look at him for the first time since this play began. I only had to say two simple words for me to get what I want.

“Fuck me.”

He picked me up and layed me down on my back. He spread my legs and put his cock up to the entrance of my pussy. He slowly started to shove it in me. It was a very tight fight and he soon figured out why when he came in contact with my hymen.

He was a bit shocked but I gave a nod and he continued on anyways. I gave a little cry of pain but I soon went back to normal pleasure. He slowly began to fuck me. I moved my hips in time with his thrusts so he could go deeper.

It felt amazing to have a cock in me for the first time. He continued to fuck me until we orgasmed together. This was one of the best nights of my life and I didn’t want it to end.

After several rounds of play we cuddled with each other on the couch. Harry Potter was just ending.

He whispered in my ear, “Will you be my girlfriend?”

A Sailor’s First Time

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The night sky was as black as ink, yet the light of millions of stars shone like tiny beacons guiding a million people home to safety. I saw none of this as I stood at the bow of the aircraft carrier. It was the only place to go for solitude, and it was a windy, lonely place to be alone, with only my thoughts for company.

I stood there, my face into the wind, thinking about what was soon to happen, at least I was hoping would happen. It was going to be a first in my young life, I was young, naive, and hadn’t been around long enough to experience all the joys of living that I had heard so much about. I had never really given it much thought until lately, at least not in the last six months as I had been busy adapting to this new life. I could still hear the laughter from my shipmates as they reminded me of just how young and inexperienced I was.

I was a mere eighteen year old boy from Minnesota, out to experience the world for the first time and paid by the United States Navy for doing just that, all I had to do was dedicate my mind, body, and soul to them for four years. I had come a long way in just six months, going from a small town in northern Minnesota, to the hellishness of boot camp, then on to the fleet. Finally finding myself halfway around the world in Yokosuka, Japan. I was filled with the wonder of being in a foreign country and the enormous pride of being stationed on one of my countries greatest warships, a United States aircraft carrier. The newness soon wore off and reality reminded me of just how little I knew of the world as I was busy learning what life as a sailor meant.

The ship had sailed with me aboard several times, going nowhere fast, as we would only go out to sea for thirty days then back to our homeport in Japan, which for some reason I cared little about. I was more than ready to see and do what I had joined to do. I wanted the exotic foreign ports, the mysterious Asian women, I wanted to see the wonders of the world other than the snowy Minnesota land from which I came.

Finally having left Japan scarce twenty days ago, we were headed in the right direction, the Philippine Islands. I found myself on the bow on this dark night after sitting with the old-timers talking about the upcoming visit. I was regaled with stories of past visits, of wild parties, and of sexual feats with beautiful women. Thinking back on it I remembered the cause of their laughter and the cause of my embarrassment. I had mistakenly admitted to my friends and shipmates that I was a virgin, that I had never had sex.

As a normal teenager I had spent my every waking moment thinking about the mysteries of sex, the secrets of women and the pleasures that I wanted to participate in. Much to my dismay, I never had the chance to do anything about it, but now my time was rapidly approaching. Would I stand the test of time, would I know what to do, and could I do “IT” My friends had assured me that they would take care of everything and not to worry. I was told that there was a special way for virgin sailors to loose their cherry in the Philippines and that I would be a better man for it. Somehow their promises

were not as comforting as I had hoped, and wished I knew more but for the moment there was nothing I could do, and so I left my perch on the bow and gave my mind and body back to the Navy.

Two weeks later:

My heart was pounding with excitement, finally the day had arrived, I had reached my very first port of call. It seemed like hours until the ship was tied off to the pier and the gangways moved into place. I was with twelve of my friends, waiting in line with the rest of the crew, anxious to be off the ship and out into town. It was four in the afternoon by the time we made it out the front gate and into the city of Olongapo.

It was a city alive with colors and teeming with people, and to me the sights, sounds, and smells, were like a soothing balm to my soul, my body was alive with excitement. We hadn’t walked very far when we stopped at a ramshackle looking place that my friends said was a bar, laughing at the skeptical look on my face we went inside.

The front wall was open to the outside world, it was a bright place decorated with a multitude of velvet pictures, mostly of Elvis. The women were dressed very plainly, nothing exotic here and not like I had imagined them to be. I was beginning to have my doubts, this did not look like any place that I would find a woman, at least not one that would show me the wonders of sex. Looking back I had to admit that the atmosphere was very friendly, the beer was cold and tasty, and the food delicious, all in all very relaxing, but still I was looking for more, and I anxiously waited for direction from my friends.

My head was lightened by the rush of the few beers I had consumed and the sun had set some two hours past and I was still no closer to having my “cherry “broken. Finally it was time to move on, taking me by the arm, my buddies lead me outside and told me that it was time for me to become a real sailor, this sent them into Demetevler Escort a fit of laughter as we walked down the sidewalk through the crowds. We walked for what seemed like miles, passing what appeared to my eyes like good places to find what I wanted, at least the signs on the doors said as much, but not yet, they said, soon they assured me.

Eventually they stopped in front of a place called the “California Club”. The front of the building was ablaze with neon signs proclaiming the best and most beautiful women in all the Philippines, and the worlds finest floor show. Upon walking inside I could see that the place was huge. A large dance floor was centered around a hundred tables, and a balcony hung suspended around the edge of the room. We managed to get tables next to the dance floor as the place was fairly empty at this early hour. Female waitresses walked around clad only in colorful bikinis making it seem as though we had walked into the middle of a swimsuit modeling show.

After receiving our beers I sat back watching the people as they went about their business, pleasure for some, work for others. Sitting there I wondered just how and when my own pleasure would start, almost wishing it were over and done with.

The club was rapidly filling with people and the air was filled the sounds of many conversations going on all at once. Catching snippets of talk from all around, I found out that there was to be a floor show later and that it was the best show to be seen for miles around. Hints of naked dancing women, of tricks, and feats of wonder filled my ears. Hearing this I began to hope that whatever was to happen for me would be either before or after the floorshow, I really didn’t want to miss what would be another first time experience for me. Hearing my name I turned my head to the source and saw that one of my friends was talking to what appeared to be a manager of the place. My body was already feeling the effects of all the beer but I still felt my blood begin to rush with anticipation, knowing that I would soon be in the arms of a willing woman. Images fairly flew through my head as I wondered what to expect.

Would she be beautiful, would she teach me wonderful things to do, and would it be as great as I’d always heard it was? Suddenly I was sobered by a wretched thought, could I perform, would my body embarrass me when I needed it to work to perfection? It was a scary thought and I prayed that nothing would go wrong for I knew that I would never hear the end of it from my friends if word got out that I couldn’t do the one thing that was as natural to men and women as flying was to a bird.

The talking was done and the dark skinned man walked away, I must have had a look of disappointment on my face because my friends reassured me that my cherry would soon be broken. It seemed like hours but it was a matter of a few minutes until a woman of stunning beauty walked up to our table. She went directly to my friend Jim, and together their talk went to whispers. I sat patiently, wondering what was going on as they cast an occasional glance my way. My face turned red with embarrassment when their talk turned to laughter, but then she turned to me and smiled brightly, melting my embarrassment away. I got my first good look at all of her as she walked around to my side of the table.

She was taller and heavier than most of the Asian women I had seen so far, but she was stunning. She wore a short leather skirt that fit around her hips like it was a second skin. Her legs looked as long and shapely as a model’s and her feet were encased in calf high leather boots that made her legs look even longer. I could feel myself getting hard as I took in the rest of her looks. Her long jet black hair surrounded a face of warmth and seductiveness that spoke of things to come. She stopped directly in front of my chair and looking me in the eyes and asked if I was the cherry boy who had come so far to become a man. When I finally found my voice I said yes and that I hoped to be a quick and adept learner. At this she only smiled and said, we’ll see about that. She then reached out with a delicate hand took mine and said, come with me.

We walked through the growing crowd to the back of the room and through an unmarked door. From there a long hallway led us into another room which I saw had a large tub of steaming water and a shower stall in the corner. Looking around I could see no hint of a bed or mattress on the floor. She saw my puzzled expression and told me that this room was for me to bathe in and to get my mind on the business at hand. At the time it didn’t seem like a good idea to me, I was ready right then and there for her but she would have none of it and insisted that I get into the shower to cleanse myself I came out of the shower to see her standing there in a beautiful white outfit. The top looked like a lacy corset that pushed her firm breasts upwards even more than before. The panties were lacy and small leaving little to the imagination and matching the garter Escort Demetevler belt holding up sheer white nylons. The whiteness of the outfit made her skin appear darker, like a tanned goddess waiting for her lover. My blood was racing to all parts of my body as I walked to her with outstretched arms, only to have her stop me and point wordlessly to the tub. I meekly went to the tub of hot water and gingerly climbed in. My mind was busy trying to figure out what was going on as the hot water relaxed my body.

After fifteen minutes of soaking she beckoned me to leave the tub. She came forward with a large towel and began to dry me off, at last I thought to myself She seemed to be all business as she wrapped the towel around my waist, I was beginning to ask myself if it was really worth all this, but another part of my brain said yes it was. She again took me by the hand and told me to follow her to the bedroom. We left through a door I hadn’t noticed before, this also turned into another long corridor. Another door led us into a fairly large room, lit only by a single red light over a very large and soft looking bed.

The woman, whose name I’d yet to discover, had me stand by the bed and remove my towel. She walked away into the shadows until all I could see of her was a vague outline. Her voice was soothing as she talked, telling me to relax, telling me that I would not soon forget the things we would do together. My shyness faded quickly since I had never had reason to be ashamed of my body. My youth and the hard work I had been doing for the last few months had taken all the boyishness from my body and replaced it with firm muscles. Other than the hair on my head, my beard, mustache, and what little I had on my legs, I was smooth and tanned.

Finally she walked forward into the light and my cock began to stiffen with anticipation. She stood in front of me and instructed me to remove what little clothing she had, and she told me to do it as though I would break her if I were not careful, thus began my lesson.

So here I was, a beautiful woman standing right in front of me, asking me to remove her clothes and to what end I could only imagine. She turned around and with slightly trembling fingers I began to unbutton her top. With each loosened button revealing more of her smooth brown skin I started to relax more and more. Things began to change within me, I was feeling confident and on top of the world as I slid the corset from around her body. She turned around so that I might see what I had come for. Her breasts were like none I had ever seen before, which up until then had only been in magazines. They were not large but they looked very firm, petite and nicely rounded.

Her areola was as big as silver dollars with large erect nipples, which I desperately wanted to put in my mouth and suck on. She moved her hips forward, silently telling me to continue with the job at the moment. I first unhooked the garters from her stockings and pulled them down her legs which felt like they were made of silk. I couldn’t stop my fingers from caressing those legs as my hands made their way down, almost full with silk. I tossed the handful of silk to the side then contemplated what was left, which was the skimpiest pair of panties I had ever seen. I started to move towards them when she suddenly stopped me.

Telling me to step back, she put her thumbs under the waistband and ran her thumbs around the elastic, looking as if she was breaking the seal they had on her body. Ever so slowly she slid that small bit of silk down from her waist, over her hips, and down along her legs. All I could do was to stare unabashedly at her and it was a sight that I will never forget till my dying day. Her pussy was as smoothly shaven as anything could possibly be, It looked as if it were made of the most delicate china, the lips sleek and tightly closed offering only a hint of any opening.

Up until now I had only heard about cunnuligus and had only given it passing thought. But now more than ever I knew that I would have my mouth on that pussy, I wanted to devour it, I wanted my tongue to feel every inch, every nook and cranny, best of all, I knew somehow that it was expected of me to do just that. She came closer and turned me around to face away from the bed, she stood behind me and touched my back with soft and gentle fingers. I could do nothing but stand there as her hands danced lightly on my skin. Her arms came around my body, touching my chest, caressing my stomach, and pinching my nipples. I would have thought that it would be impossible for my cock to get any harder, but when her silky hands wrapped around it for the first time, I swear it grew another inch and thickened considerably. Her hands moved slowly up and down my shaft, acting as though they were trying to coax more out of it. Her other hand moved to other parts of my body, tracing patterns over my ass and along my back. I felt her breath on my neck as she began to kiss my ears. Her lips had the touch of a feather and her breath smelled Demetevler Escort Bayan sweet and fresh as they moved along my neck and down to my chest. Her mouth covered one of my nipples and her tongue was electrifying as it flicked across it bringing it to sudden life. I could barely continue standing, my legs weakened and my head felt light. She left her hands where they were as she knelt down in front of me,

“oh shit, oh shit, oh shit,” I thought to myself I just knew what was next and it was all I could do to keep myself from exploding right then and there. By now she had both of her hands on my cock, she took a quick look into my eyes and then touched her lips to me. It felt as though someone had taken the sun and touched me there, her lips felt hot and the effect was immediate and exquisite. Slowly she parted her lips and let my cock slide into her wet mouth. It was the softest and warmest thing I had ever felt and I never wanted it to stop.

Her hand moved from it’s place and moved lower, cupping my balls as gently as I ever thought possible. She moved her mouth along my cock stopping now and then to slide her tongue around and under the ridge of my cock. I could feel the pressure building fast and intense and she must have sensed it also because she stopped and stood up.

Standing in front of me she started talking to me, she was the teacher, I was the student, it was part of what I had come for. She took my hands into hers and placed only my fingers on her shoulders. She told me to pretend that I was a blind man and that in order to please a woman I had to learn to see with my hands. She was guiding my hands around her body as she told me to learn to use all my senses to make love to a woman. My fingers must learn the language of the female body, when to be as light as a feather, or heavy as a rock. She brought my hands to her breasts as she told me to learn all the paths of the body which led to orgasm. She closed her eyes as I tentatively rubbed her nipples as she had done to me, she made a noise as they hardened under my touch. She must have thought that I was getting the hang of it because she took her hands from mine and let me explore on my own.

Gently I caressed her breasts, touching everywhere, across her hard nipples, underneath her breasts and down her stomach. I let my hands find her back, I could feel her goose bumps as my hands touched her skin lightly floating along the dips and curves of her body. She stopped me at this point and turning moved to the bed to lay down. She told me to kneel on the bed next to her and that for a moment I could only look and admire what lay before me. She whispered that I was to taste the sweetness of her skin, to let my mouth discover the texture of her nipples and breasts. I leaned over and took a nipple into my mouth and sucked softly at first, hearing her moans I increased the pressure with my lips and sucked a little harder.

My fingers traced circles around her other breast, randomly brushing across the nipple. She took my head in her hands and pushed me downwards, pausing to let my lips kiss and caress her body as my hands moved everywhere, touching everything with curious fingers. I positioned my body so that i was now kneeling between her spread legs.

Starting at her knees I began to caress her with my lips, slowly I let my lips slide across her skin, moving up the inside of her thighs, the higher I went the more her legs moved apart, allowing me to touch more of her. As I moved my kisses higher the lips of her pussy began to open like the petals of a morning flower looking for the sun. The caress of my kisses reached the top of her thighs which left me only one place left to go. Tentatively I reached out with my tongue and touched her pussy, there was an immediate reaction from the woman. Encouraged I pushed my wet tongue deeper into the folds of her pussy, searching for and finding her clit. With my arms around her legs and my hands caressing her stomach, I continued to explore her. My tongue fairly danced around her lips with playful circles around her clit, occasionally rubbing across it making her juices flow freely and making her harden with excitement. Her moans and movements enticed me further by running my tongue lower past the outer reaches of her pussy and lightly touching her ass. With a gasp she asked me to stop!! Wondering if I had done something wrong I sat up to look at her eyes. She said nothing but she reached out and with soft hands took hold of my hard cock and pulled me forward. This was the moment of truth, it was our moment, it was what we both needed now.

I let her guide me to the slit of her pussy, then taking control from her I pushed gently into her letting only the head of my cock enter her. I paused at that point to let the feeling of euphoria wash over me, this was better than any drug could possibly be. With my arms holding me up I slid further into her, slowly, I moved to enjoy all I could, suddenly I felt my cock pushing against something. Was I that big, or was she that small? I was beginning to become disappointed that this would be it, I wasn’t even in a quarter of the way and I was stopped dead in my tracks. I looked up into the woman’s eye’s, ready to ask her what I should do, but her intense look stopped me. Her face went through a wide range of emotions, anger, fear, uncertainly, it was beginning to confuse me.

A Fucking Reunion

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I was in an awkward place in my life, having just finished my second year of my degree course and having split up with my girlfriend of 3 months a few weeks ago, so I was not too excited about attending a school reunion my ever overenthusiastic head had planned. Nevertheless despite never being keen on such events, I decided to go, as I was always quite curious about how my fellow classmates had changed.

I took the bus with one of my good mates from school, who I had kept in contact with whenever I was back in town, as the bus rolled on we chatted about what we thought we’d see.

“Personally, I think any change would be an improvement.” My mate Mark said. I laughed in reply.

“Yes, the girls at uni have made me forget how much of a wasteland our school was.”

“Then again, seeing as the only two good looking girls were sluts, and now they’ve been at university for two years I can hardly see how they could have got any less slutty.”

“Ah this is true, and the rest of them, well they’d have had to have undergone massive plastic surgery to be any good.” Mark laughed at this.

“We are a bit harsh I think, but still, I wonder if anyone has got hotter, we’re certainly in better shape than we used to be.”

This was true, in school, Mark and I had been quite skinny, which hadn’t helped our confidence immensely. However, with the time we’d had at uni we’d actually got ourselves into quite good shape, and were fairly toned.

“Hey Mark, why are you thinking about it anyway, you’ve got Steph now, you lucky bastard.”

“Yeah, oops, we’ll I guess it’s just you then.” Mark had been with Steph for 6 months now, and to put it frankly they were madly in love, at least from my perspective.

We finally arrived at the pub where it was being held and met our old head at the entrance.

“John, Mark, great to see you boys. I must grab a drink with you later and catch up” We walked on past him and muttered to each other.

“We’ll be long gone before that.” Mark then walked off to catch up with some guys while I walked up to the bar. I sat down on one of the stools and ordered a pint. While I was waiting I looked around to see if anyone stood out, funnily enough I could recognise most of the people as very similar to the school days. I then turned back to my pint, and after taking a couple of sips I began to stand up when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder, I turned around to see a shocking sight. In front of me stood someone I was sure I had never seen before. I stared at her to try and determine who it was; but from looking at her 5’7 amazingly hot body, with a silk shirt clinging to it, slim, pale skinned, with what I guess to be about 34C breasts, to her long ravishing red hair that fell beautifully over her shoulders and neckline and down to her luscious legs covered by pale black tights; I could not work out who it was. I sat there puzzled, and her face was also painted with an expression of confusion. Then she spoke.

“John?” Her voice was so calming that I felt I could have fallen asleep right there.

“Yes, and you are?” I asked.

“Stacy?” She said looking kind of annoyed at having to explain who she was.

“Oh of course.” I said, still not really believing it. “Sorry you just look really different”

Considering how she used to look it was hardly surprising that I had not noticed her. Back in school Stacy was a slightly spotty, very pale and quite chubby girl, she rarely wore anything remotely exciting, and was at times quite annoying. I had always suspected she had a crush on me as she sometimes used to touch me and make it seem like an accident or once or twice she’d brushed her ass up against my hand. Which is why, how she looked Yenikent Escort right now was so unbelievable.

“Yes, good different or what?” She asked tentatively.

“Good different” I replied rather eagerly. She giggled in reply, that had been one of the cute things about her back in school, her giggle had always made me smile.

“I’m glad, so how’ve you been.”

We chatted for about 15 minutes or so about where our lives had gone since the end of school, all the while I could not stop thinking about how amazingly sexy she looked, and I wondered how many boys had got to sleep with her. Afterwards we exchanged numbers and went our separate ways to meet people and catch up. However, no matter who I saw, nothing could keep my mind off how sexy Stacy looked.

* * * *

It was about a week later, and I was just about beginning to get over the mental image of Stacy, when my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was Stacy, we hadn’t spoken since that night and I wondered what she might want, a little part of me was very excited about it.

“Hi Stacy, what’s up?” My greeting was met with sobs down the other end. “Stacy, what’s wrong?”

“John, I’m so stupid and useless” She said through sobs.

“Don’t be silly, you know you’re not.” I said comfortingly.

“Can you come over?” She asked, still crying.

“Sure, but aren’t your parents and sister around?”

“They’ve gone away for the weekend, please John I don’t want to be alone” She carried on crying, and some small part of me was getting very excited at the situation.

“Don’t worry Stacy I’ll be right over.”

I arrived at her door, and knocked, after one knock it opened and I was greeted by a different girl to the one I had seen the week before. She was wearing a large dressing gown and her face was littered with tears, makeup running down her face. Once the door was open she slumped down in the hallway still sobbing. I walked in and closed the door, and then sat down beside her. Her head rested on my shoulder and I put my arm round her, and slowly over time she stopped crying. Then she looked up at me.

“Sorry” She said, her voice quivering.

“You don’t need to apologise, you’ve done nothing wrong.” I smiled down at her. “Now what’s this all about?”

She then proceeded to explain the situation, which was basically that, she was still a virgin, and could never get anywhere in a relationship, because she couldn’t talk about sex, let alone go through with it, she’d got as far as a blow job with her last boyfriend, but said she just couldn’t go any further.

After she’d explained, I walked her upstairs to her bed and sat down there with her and explained how she was being silly, and that she’d find someone she felt comfortable with soon enough. At those words she sat bolt upright.

“That’s it! You” She exclaimed.

“What?” I replied, bemused.

“You’re that person John. I’ve always felt comfortable around you, and well I’ve actually always fancied you.” She said a note of excitement in her voice.

“What do you mean?” I asked, even though that small part of my mind had already worked it out.

“You’re the one who can take my virginity, right here, now.” She said eagerness now in her voice.

“Wait, are you sure, you’re not just overreacting.” I just managed to say this, as my mind was now at war, and the one that had wanted me to say that was losing.

“I think so, I mean you’ve always been so kind to me, and I want to thank you for that, and I know you like my new look, so let me give you this, and you give me the ability to be comfortable about this stuff around other guys.”

“Okay, you are really very Yenikent Escort Bayan sexy now you know.” The battle was over, and now I wanted nothing more than to take this hot redhead’s cherry. She giggled, and that sent a sharp signal down to my cock and it hardened in excitement. Stacy was now looking a bit unsure; I took it as she didn’t know how to start. So I leaned in and put my lips up to hers, initially she edged away, but as the touch of my lips got to her, she pressed her’s up against mine. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and I felt the electricity as I touched hers. While we embraced I moved my hands up to the top of her dressing gown and pushed the top half down, revealing her amazing breasts held in a bra that looked a bit small. I could feel her getting aroused as I moved my hands around to the clasp on her back, feeling her lovely smooth pale skin as I got there. I unfastened the back and straight away the bra sprung forward and her beautiful breasts were revealed. As I went to touch them she broke off the kiss, and pulled back.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing, I just want to see you lose all your clothes first” She giggled again, and my cock went absolutely hard as a rock.

“Okay if you insist” I pulled off my t-shirt and then quickly undid my trousers, my brain working overtime to force the instructions to my muscles as quickly as possible. I then pulled off my boxers and my 8 inch cock was on display for Stacy to see.

“John” She said, open mouthed. “Wow” Then as if aroused by some primal instinct she dropped to her knees and took my cock in her hands and began to run her hands up and down it. Then without warning she opened her mouth and pushed my cock in. I thought I would cum right then as her wet, warm mouth almost sent me over the edge. But I held off as she sucked on my throbbing hard cock.

“Ohhhh My God! Stacy! I can tell you’ve done this before, you’re a fucking natural.” She didn’t look up and instead increased the speed and depth as she sucked hard on my cock. The feeling was unlike any blowjob I’d ever experienced before, and I held on for as long as I could. But about 2 minutes later, I shouted.

“Ohhhh Stacy I’mmm gonna cummmmm baby! Ahhhhhhhhhh!” I shouted as I felt the released and cum spurted out into her mouth, but Stacy wasn’t ready for it and she moved her mouth away and it splashed all over her face, some even landing in her ravishing red hair. “Aww your first cumshot. Now don’t forget to swallow every drop, a man really like to see a girl swallow his cum.” Stacy then wiped it from her face into her mouth and then swallowed. I fell back on her bed, my cock shrinking, and I knew it would take some time before it would be hard again, so I looked down at Stacy. “Your turn to enjoy now.” I stood up and motioned her to lie on the bed, she took off her dressing gown and now all that was on her was a pink pair of panties. Once she was lying on the bed I crouched down and pulling her crotch towards my face I could see that her panties were soaking wet, I smiled and grabbing them pulled them down her legs and off. She quivered as I looked upon her naked pussy for the first time. It was a lovely pink in comparison to her pale skin and she was shaved apart from a small patch of red hair above her cunt.

Employing the same tactic as she had with me I took her by surprised and shoved my tongue in. I had only ever licked a girl out once before and I usually preferred to finger, but I felt like Stacy needed the better experience for her. As I flicked her pussy with my tongue I could taste her pussy juices spilling out already, and that sweet taste aroused me even more as I plunged my tongue deep into her Escort Yenikent sweet virgin pussy. Above me I could hear Stacy’s moans of pleasure and I pressed on eager to make her orgasm. I found her clit and began to poke it with my tongue while I introduced my finger into the rest of her pussy. She began to scream with pleasure.

“Ohh My, Yes! Yes! John that’s so good, taste me baby.” I carried on playing with her amazing pussy, and I could smell an increase in that sweet smell of her pussy and knew she was close, so I introduced a second finger, the two going in and out of her soaking wet pussy, while I massaged her clit with my tongue. I began to feel her convulse, and she screamed with pleasure as she came. “Ohhhhh John! Yessssss!!” I felt her juices spurt out of her pussy and I caught some on my tongue and on my fingers.

I pulled up and licked her juices off my finger and then stood up and kissed her, letting her feel the taste of her own pussy fill her mouth. As I did this I realised my dick was rock hard once again. I looked at Stacy, her still virgin body unbelievably sexy below me, and I looked into her eyes.

“Ready?” I asked, although my mind was intent upon it happening no matter what now.

“Yes” She said quietly. “But be gentle please”

I smiled. “Always gentle for you Stacy.”

I moved myself till my cock was positioned just above her pretty pink pussy, still a virgin for a few moments more. I slowly moved down onto her. I stopped just as my cock was touching the edge of her pussy lips, she was breathing heavily now, and so was I, each of us excited, and also slightly afraid.

“Wait Stacy, I don’t have a condom” The worst realisation ever.

“Don’t worry John, I’m on birth control, and I can’t wait any longer anyway, take my virginity John baby.” I needed to hear nothing else and I pushed my cock into her pussy; I could slide it in quite easily, despite it being so tight as it was so wet now. It was a feeling like no other, Stacy’s pussy was incredible. I pushed my way up to the point of no return. I pushed through and Stacy gasped, she was in pain, but I could hear her moan with pleasure as I pushed further into her tight pussy. I stopped and began to pull in and out. This was the first time I had fucked a girl’s pussy without a condom and the pleasure difference was amazing, with every thrust I felt a new burst of pleasure I began to get quicker, Stacy’s moans of pleasure spurred me on.

“Ohhhh”

“John…”

“Don’t..”

“stop..”

“Uhhhhhhhhmmmm.”

I carried on quicker still and each moan Stacy let out made me thrust quicker.

“Ohhh Stacy, you’re a mindblowing fuck baby! You were born for this… ohhh feel my cock.”

I pushed harder and harder, but I knew with each thrust I was getting closer to cumming, Stacy’s pussy, was so wet that it was like her pussy wasn’t tight at all. She began to use her incredible muscles in her pussy to grab my cock and it felt like she was trying to squeeze my cum out. We were both getting close to cumming, I was just about over the threshold but I was holding on to cum with her. Then she reached the end as I pushed in deeper and deeper into her tight wet pussy.

“Ooohhhh Johnnnnnnnnnnnn!! I’m cummming.. I’m cummming” I felt her pussy juices explode over my cock and that finally pushed me over the edge.

“Ohhhhhh Staceeeeeeeeeeeee, yessssss!!! Feel my cum inside you baby!!” I shouted as my cock spurted cum deep into her pussy, her pussy tightening around my cock not letting it go until it had got every last drop. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and lay beside her on her bed, looking as her amazing sexy pale skinned body and mindblowingly hot red hair.

“Wow, I can’t believe I just took your virginity by cumming inside your pussy.” I said exhausted.

“I can’t believe I finally got fucked by you just like in my dreams.” Stacy said panting.

We both lay there, naked, sweating, the smell of sex in the air.

But that wasn’t the end of the story…

A Medical Intervention

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The insistent sound penetrated his dream. It was irritating and would not go away. Gradually his brain identified it as two noises; the high one, that was the telephone and the lower . . . that was the girl snoring. He carefully unsealed one eye. For some reason the other was sore and reluctant to budge, it seemed to be swollen shut. Of course, it was that elbow he’d received in the rugby scrum; probably be black for weeks. Nor was the first eye doing too well, peering against the dazzling October sun streaming between half drawn curtains.

The telephone. . . yes. He reached across her, the effort nearly exhausting him. God, what a celebration it had been. Unable to keep his head up he cushioned it on her soft boobs, clamping the receiver to his free ear.

‘Roger Brown,’ he croaked.

‘Morning Rog. How are you this bright and shiny morn?’

‘Easy Cedric, keep it down man. What excuse do you have for disturbing a dude’s well earned rest?’

‘Time you were up and doing. Or have you already got it up and are doing some poor innocent young thing?’

As if to reproach his lack of action the girl stirred underneath Roger and stopped snoring.

‘No, just a tough rugby match yesterday followed by a triumphant victory celebration. So if you’ll get off this line until a civilised hour I just might become human again.’

‘Is that what you call it? Sorry Rog, but it’s already nearly lunch time. Look. . . I’ve got a bit of a problem and need some advice. Tami and I are coming into town this afternoon, so can we drop by later? Say between four and five.’

‘By all means – if you’re up to slumming it.’

‘You forget I was a student once. Well, I better let you get back to your sore head. Till this afternoon then.’

As Roger twisted back across the girl to replace the ‘phone a firm nipple popped into his open mouth. Automatically he sucked it hard.

‘Eh, what’s the time?’ She drowsily asked.

He checked the clock on the bedside table. ‘Coming up to twelve.’

‘God, and I’m on duty at two.’

‘That’s okay, gives enough time for nursie to attend to this morning woody I seem to have contracted.’

‘You medical students are all the same. Never satisfied.’ She opened her legs, eased him to a comfortable position and passively accepted his thrusting. It was a perfunctory shafting and it wasn’t long before she had routinely relieved him of his sperm and disappeared to the shower.

The splash of the water in the distance barely registered as he reviewed the previous night. She might well be top of the list of bedable nurses, and in laying her he would be the envy of most of his fellows but, as he had now discovered, an appetising appearance did not guarantee even a mediocre meal. He couldn’t remember ever having been so disappointed in a girl. She might be all right if one were desperate to scratch an itch, but not for him. He wouldn’t be taking her again.

Lethargically he wondered what Cedric wanted. Medical students soon learn that they are looked on by many as a source of free advice, even before they really know anything; still he hadn’t thought Cedric would be one of those.

A late gift to his grandparents, who had long prayed for a son, Cedric was ten years younger than the sister who had borne Roger at the tender age of nineteen. The bare nine years between them meant Cedric and Roger were more like brothers than uncle and nephew.

And he was bringing 18-year-old Tamara. Interesting. It would be nice to see her again, it must be over three years since they had last met. Then she had been a fast developing teenager, with the promise of becoming a real beauty. She was Cedric’s ward, or at least everyone assumed she was. Though it was difficult to imagine a court granting him custody, so maybe he just acted as if he was and waited to see if it bothered anyone. That would be typical Cedric.

He’d been twenty one, and Roger twelve, when he’d forsaken the family home for his own bachelor pad in a run down block. Living in the flat above, Naomi had been a single mother with a seven year old daughter – Tamara. Being, as those of mixed race often are, an exotic and rather beautiful woman Naomi had proved irresistible to Cedric and although she was somewhat older a relationship had quickly blossomed. It had seemed that marriage might well follow, then the big C struck and in only a few months Naomi was gone. Many said Cedric was too young and inexperienced, too overcome with grief, to be the guardian of a young girl but, as always, he did his own thing and moved Tamara into his flat.

The shower stopped and the nurse came back vigorously drying herself. Finished she dropped the towel and moved to fully open the curtains. His good eye was getting used to the bright sunlight streaming in. Despondently he viewed the way she flaunted her nakedness at him; Batıkent Escort most men would be conned into lustful pursuit, only to find her pedestrian and tedious. What a waste of a good body.

Stiffly he clambered from the bed and took her place under the shower. Turning it as hot as he could bear, he luxuriated as his stiffness and aches were slowly soothed away. By the time he had towelled himself dry she had left with a “see you on the ward tomorrow”. He pulled on track suit bottoms and an old rugby shirt and set about the task of roughly tidying the flat.

-oOo-

It was nearly five before the front door bell rang.

‘Beware all Greeks bearing gifts,’ Cedric announced, marching into the flat clutching a six pack of beer. ‘Which way for the glasses.’

‘You’re in student land now,’ Roger told him. ‘Here we take it straight from the can. Anyway the nearest you’ve ever been to Greece is the Hellas Bar in Soho.’

‘Don’t be so literal. One tries to create an ambience. It’s time we civilised you. Anyway I don’t want you infecting Tami with your loutish upbringing.’ He strode toward the small kitchen. ‘Come on Tami, don’t dally.’

‘I seem to remember you were the major influence on my upbringing.’ Roger objected. He turned to close the front door behind Tamara. ‘Hello, how are you?’

She gave him a puckish grin, ‘Maturing nicely.’

Suddenly he was aware of her; aware in a way he’d never been before. Was she attractive, beautiful even? He didn’t know, it didn’t matter, she was Tamara and suddenly he knew he wanted nothing more than to have her as part of his life.

Settled in the living room, the latest tidings shared, the beer almost gone, Roger said, ‘And what’s this problem you wanted my advice about?’

Sheepishly Cedric stared at his feet. ‘A few years ago I was a little foolish. I got the opportunity to buy a house. It meant I could give Tamara a proper home. But I couldn’t quite raise enough cash, so I took the extra from the company’s funds. I didn’t tell Peter, my partner, because he’s straight laced and I knew he wouldn’t agree.

‘Well I’ve paid most of it back, but last month Peter found out what I’d done. He hit the roof. Said it was illegal and threatened to call the police and have me charged with theft – dissolve the partnership. However he said he would overlook the matter on one condition.’ Cedric paused.

‘And that is?’ Asked Roger.

Cedric stared silently at the carpet for several moments then very quietly said. ‘That he gets to deflower Tami.’

Astonished Roger looked at Tamara, ‘How come you’re still a virgin?’

‘I promised Mother not to do it until Dad said I was ready.’

Cedric looked up again. ‘When Naomi was dying we both made promises to her. Tami was too young to really know what it was about, but I said I would do my best to see she didn’t lose her cherry until she was of age and knew what she was doing.

‘Naomi also knew that the first time can be bad news if it’s the wrong man. Since she trusted me, she asked that when the time came I should initiate Tami myself. I want to keep faith with her.’

There was silence for several minutes then Roger said, ‘I have listened and I’m not sure what to say. What makes you think I can help? What about you Tamara? What do you have to say?’

Her dark eyes were serious. ‘I’ll do what Dad wants. After all he has done for me, all he means to me, how could I do anything else?’

Roger turned back to his uncle. ‘Anyway how come your partner knows she’s still unused?’

‘That’s my fault,’ Cedric said. ‘His first demand was to have Tami spend the weekend with him. When I protested I used her virginity as an excuse. He then changed his demand.’

‘Why? Surely it’s not relevant to him?’

‘And you training to be a quack. Of course it’s important. Most men have a thing about being the first.’

‘Hmm. Even so I’m still don’t see how I’m supposed to help.’

‘What about these young whores who are stitched up again after each session so their virginity can be repeatedly sold?’

Roger laughed. ‘That’s a myth. Possible in theory but not in practice. The hymen rips at its weakest point, where it isn’t strong enough to be stitched. I suppose if it were surgically detached beforehand it could then be replaced, but who would want to do that?’

‘That’s the answer’ – Cedric grew excited – ‘If you can do that I could keep my promise to Naomi. After I’ve broached Tami you could sew her up again and Peter would never know he was not her first.’

Roger was dubious. ‘Maybe. It all depends on the strength of her membrane. That is if she still has it – in many females it ruptures during exercise.’

Cedric was not to be stopped. ‘How does that sound to you Tami?’

‘If that’s what you really want, Dad.’ Batıkent Escort Bayan She didn’t sound too enthusiastic.

‘Before everyone gets excited we need to check and see if it looks possible.’ Roger wondered if Tamara was really willing. ‘I’ll need to check the situation. Tami, you go to my room and take off your panties while I find my bag. Cedric, you can go and get another six-pack from the store up the road, we’ve finished this one.’

‘Sure thing.’ Cedric bounded toward the front door. Without comment Tamara went to Roger’s bedroom.

-oOo-

Medical bag in hand Roger entered his bedroom to find a smiling Tamara stretched out stark naked in the middle of the bed. ‘It wasn’t necessary to remove all your clothes,’ he told her.

She gave a mischievous grin. ‘Oh! I thought you wanted to give me a full examination.’

‘Well, I must say the view is superb.’

Jauntily she hugged her ravishing breasts. ‘And I see from your pants that it’s not just the view you want to enjoy.’

‘What I want is not available to me right now,’ he said diplomatically. His hand trembled slightly as he selected the speculum from his bag. ‘Are you sure you really want to do this?’

‘I owe Dad a lot – more perhaps than if he was really my father – and it means a lot to him to keep that promise to Mother. He may be somewhat eccentric but he does have two firm principles – loyalty and keeping promises. Anyway it’s not that important.’

He suddenly realised that he did find it important. Theory was fine, but when it was Tami. . . ‘Yes it is. To me.’

‘I’m glad, but don’t worry. In the long run it doesn’t matter who fucks me first. People who’ve had a deep trauma, as I did over Mum, learn to go for what really matters.’

‘And what’s that?’

‘Affection, security; love even. The rest isn’t important.’

‘Right. Spread your legs and raise your hips.’ Struggling to keep control, his hand shook as he inserted the speculum in her virgina and dilated it. Lowering his head he peered into her. ‘Well Cedric could be in luck. Looks as if you are complete.’ He removed the instrument. ‘Right you can get dressed now.’ He tried to keep his tone businesslike.

Before he could raise his head she had brought her legs down and grasped him between her thighs. ‘Is that all you’re going to do for me?’ She asked. He gave a muffled groan and spontaneously started to lick her sensitive centre. His hands slid higher until he was stroking and kneading those sublime boobs.

‘Yes . . . yes . . . harder,’ she panted, her fingers frenziedly twisting his short, curly hair. Her cry was loud and primal when his lips found and suckled her clit. Hips bucking she moaned inarticulately as she quickly climaxed. Lying back she gazed at him. ‘Thank you. It was better even than I hoped, better by far than my fingers. But what about you?’

Frustratedly he looked at her. ‘You know what I want, and you can’t give it me. Not if you intend to keep faith with Cedric.’

‘I could if we told him my cherry was already gone. But you’re right, I couldn’t do that to him. I meant it when I said how much I owed him. But I could fellate you. I’ve never tried it before, but the girls say it’s easy.’

‘You think I’ll be satisfied with half a loaf?’

‘Why should you. But please . . . just wait a little longer. Ever since we last met I’ve dreamed of feeling you inside me. Not long now and you can have me. After we get this thing with Dad and his partner sorted.’

‘You’ve wanted me since we last met?’

‘You must have known. No, I suppose not. How could you? But come here.’ She tumbled forward to the end of the bed and her fingers fumbled to lower his track suit bottoms. Resplendent in its glory his cock sprang forth only to disappear as her lips engulfed him like a sword-swallower sheathing a blade.

It shouldn’t have worked. He was still spent from the night with the nurse and Tamara was a novice, yet the joy that it was her mouth, her soft lips enclosing him, produced such a rapture he could barely hold back long enough to withdraw and spatter his seed over her entrancing breasts.

‘Come and get it.’ They heard Cedric slam the front door behind him.

‘Be right with you,’ Roger called, rushing to grab a towel from the bathroom and wipe her clean. ‘What do you want me to tell him?’

‘The truth, but when we plan what is to happen let me do the talking. Just follow my lead,’ Tamara said as he hitched up his pants.

‘So be it,’ he said,’Better get yourself dressed.’

-oOo-

‘Well, what’s the verdict?’ Roger was hardly through the door to the living room before Cedric was imploring him.

‘Wait for Tamara, then I’ll tell you.’ Roger reached for a can of beer. ‘Where’s that glass you made me use?’

‘Come on Tami. Don’t keep Escort Batıkent us waiting,’ Cedric muttered, restlessly striding around the room. ‘Ah! At last.’ He flopped heavily into a soft chair as she joined them.

‘Right then.’ Roger took a gulp of beer. ‘The situation is that Tami is intact. There is a good possibility of doing what you want. But remember there are no guarantees, it’s only a possibility.’

‘Great.’ Cedric punched the air above his head. ‘Can you fix her now?’

‘Well, yes. But it would be better to wait. I need to get some local anaesthetic, as well as double check my texts. Anyway “when” is really up to Tami.’

They both looked at Tamara.

‘Yes, Dad I’ll do it. I promised. But we have a couple of weeks before my birthday so lets take our time. How long would it take Roger? A day?’

What was she hinting at Roger wondered – a few minutes was all it would need, but she clearly wanted him to allow longer. ‘Well if you came, say, next Friday evening, I could do the deed then. That would allow you to recover overnight, and Cedric could collect you Saturday afternoon. How would that suit?’

Tamara jumped in before Cedric could comment. ‘That sounds ideal. Lets do it that way.’ She turned to her guardian and gave him a wink. ‘Then you can ruin me Saturday night.’

‘What about the repair?’ Cedric asked.

‘I can come back on Sunday for Roger to see to that. Which means you can tell Peter that the big event is set for the following weekend.’

‘That’s all very well, but does Roger have the room for you? Wouldn’t it be better if he came to us?’ Cedric said.

‘Two reasons to do it here,’ Roger said. ‘Firstly I have to be around that afternoon for an important rugby match I can’t miss. Secondly, the chances of anything going wrong are remote, but just in case the hospital is only round the corner. Anyway,’ he added as an afterthought, ‘Jonas – he’s my flat mate – is away for another six weeks; Tami can use his room.’

‘All right. We’ll do it your way,’ Cedric acquiesced. Behind his back Tamara grinned at Roger and nodded.

-oOo-

The noise would not go away. Reluctantly Roger opened his eyes to the dazzling April light pouring through the gap in the curtains. Yes, it was the ‘phone. Still tired he reached across Tamara to pick up the receiver. God, what a night it had been, she was inexhaustible – had been ever since she’d moved in with him. Unable to keep his head up he rested it on her bare boobs clamping the receiver to his free ear.

‘Doctor Brown,’ he announced.

‘Morning Roger. How are you this bright and shiny morn?’

‘Easy Cedric, keep it down man. It is Cedric, isn’t it?’

‘Yep, it’s me, myself, in person. Look I’m going to be in town this afternoon and I thought of dropping in for a chat with you and Tami.’

‘What time?’

‘Oh, about four.’

‘I’ll tell Tami you’re coming then. Bye.’

As he twisted back across Tamara to replace the ‘phone a his mouth found a firm nipple. He sucked it hard.

‘How are you feeling?’ She asked drowsily.

‘Bit stiff.’

‘Where?’

‘Down here,’ he steered her hand to his cock.

‘I think a special massage is called for.’ She rolled him on his back, straddled him with a knee either side of his chest then sat back impaling herself on his stiff member. As she slowly stretched up then down she asked, ‘What’s the time?’

‘Coming up to twelve.’

‘Good that gives us the whole afternoon to fuck.’

‘Didn’t I give you enough last night?’

‘That was last night. This is today,’ she said as he grasped her boobs, his thumbs stroking their firm tips.

‘If you say so. But you’ve still only got a couple of hours. That was Cedric on the ‘phone. He’s calling in around four.’ He pulled her forward and sucked a nipple.

‘Is he bringing his new girl friend?’

‘He didn’t say. You know I’ve hardly seen him in the couple of months since I qualified.’

‘Ah! That’s good, do that again.’

‘Your wish is my command, insatiable one,’ he groaned as he started to come, ‘but hurry up, I can’t hold out much longer.’

She fingered her clit, straightened her spine, threw her head back and cried, ‘Yes… yes… yes,’ as they came together.

Contented she slid down beside him to lie secure in his arms. ‘What d’you think. Has Cedric worked it out yet?’ He asked.

‘He may have his suspicions, but so what? All he wanted to do was keep faith with mother. What he doesn’t know he won’t grieve about. If he even suspects you had me as soon as the cut had stopped bleeding he’ll shut his mind to it rather than risk spoiling his beliefs.’

‘I still don’t feel too happy bamboozling him.’

‘I know, I feel the same. But at the end of the day it would have vexed you for ever if you’d stood back and let either of the other two have me first. You didn’t say anything but I could see you weren’t happy even letting them each have me once.’

He grinned, ‘Ah, well. It’s not every girl who gets to have her cherry popped by three different men. I reckon that makes you eligible for the Guinness Book Of Records.’

END

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Daha önce yaptığı halde bir hayli zor beni kabul etti ve o daracık deliğe girdiğimde göt kasları komple sikimi sardı. Daha önce hiç bu kadar keyif aldığımı hatırlamıyorum Fatih Escort Bayan ve kızı götünden becerirken resmen havalara uçuyorum sandım ve o daracık deliğini sikerken kendimden geçtim. Kız da inliyor ohluyor ve ön taraftan kendini okşuyordu. o anda iyice kasıldı ve orgazm oldu, ben de normalde ikinci sevişmede bir hal geç boşalırım fakat şimdi daha 5 dakika olmadan yüzüme ateş basmaya başladı ve boşalacaktım. Öylesine yoğun bir keyif alıyordum ki boşalmamak elde değildi, bu sefer götünden hiç çıkmadım ve götüne menilerimi akıttım. Boşalırken bir hayli uzun sürdü sanırım 5 dakika kadar kendime gelemedim. Daha önce hiç bu kadar yoğun bir zevk yaşamamıştım.

Hemen uzandım o da yanıma uzandı, başını omzuma koydu ve ben onu severken o da beni okşuyordu. Bir süre böyle kaldık daha sonra toparlandık ve evden çıktık. Bir restorana giderek yemek yedik geçmiş hakkında konuştuk gelecek hakkında konuştuk ve bana kocasından boşanmak istediğini söyledi, ben de karımdan boşanmayacağımı çünkü çok iyi bir kadın olduğunu söyleyince bir hayli üzüldü. Bana bel bağlamamasını söyledim çünkü gerçekten evet çok güzel bir cinsellik yaşamıştım fakat karımı da seviyordum. Daha sonradan bir hafta kadar sonra tekrar görüşmek istediğini söyledi ben de bu sefer arabada görüşelim dedim ve onu alarak ıssız bir yere götürdüm.

Erotik hikaye Arabanın arka koltuğuna geçtik direk benimkini ağzına aldı ve yalamaya başladı. Sıcacık nefesi sikimde değerken ben de ağzının içini becerdikten sonra kızı üzerime aldım ve üzerimde kalçasını oynatırken amının keyfini çıkardım. Bir sürede bu şekilde seviştikten sonra boşalınca ben de onun güzel inlemelerini dayanamadım ve ben de boşaldım. Hala kocasından ayrılmadı tabii ki dediğim gibi ben de karımı bırakmadım böyle arada sırada görüşmeye devam ediyoruz ve eski nişanlımı unutamadığımı biliyorum. Benim için bir zaaf diyebilirim normalde karısını aldatan bir tip değilim fakat bu kıza karşı koyamıyorum ben ne zaman beni çağırsa onunla buluşarak sikişmenin tadına varıyorum.

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Herkese benim ismim Ersin. Aslında şu anda 25 yaşındayım ama ben size henüz 18 yaşındayken başımdan geçen bir seks hikayesini anlatmak istedim. O zamanlar tabii daha ergenliğe üstünden atamamışım, aynı zamanda liseden da yeni mezun olmuşum kızlara karşı aşırı derece ilgiliydim. Bizim mahallede yani yan komşunuz olan Esra diye bir arkadaşım vardı aramız çok iyi de her zaman birbirimize kanka diye seslenirdik. Ama dediğim gibi ben o dönemlerde sürekli olarak kızlara karşı ilgi duyduğum için

Esra’nın da vücudu benim çok hoşuma gidiyordu. Her neyse aramızda böyle şakaları falan da oluyordu ona dokunduğum zaman ben bir hoş oluyordum tabii onun ne tepki vereceğini hiçbir şekilde bilmiyordum bunları yaşarken. O dönemler yaz tatili idi ve Esra ile neredeyse günün her dakikasını beraber geçiriyorduk bazen bizim evde bazen onların evde oturup internette oyun oynuyor ya da birlikte bir şeyler yapıyorduk. Benim kıza karşı olan ilgim giderek artmaya başlamıştı ama onun bana ilgisi olup olmadığını tabii ki bilmiyordum.

Neyse bir gün sohbet esnasında ben şaka maksadıyla buna birazcık cinsellik konularını açmaya ve takılmaya başladım o anda hak aklımın ucundan onunla beraber olabileceğim hiç geçmiyordu ama baktım ki bunun da bende gönlü var yavaş yavaş onunla seks yapma fikrini düşünmeye başladım. Annemlerin evde olmadığı bir gün de yaparız diye düşünüyordum ama hayat bizi bambaşka bir yere sürükledi yani çok sık ortaya gel işte olaylar ve bizim evin orada bulunan boş bir binada Esra ile birlikte olduk size o hikayeyi anlatmak istiyorum. dedim ya günümüz geceniz beraber geçiyor diye Esra ile bir akşam yine mesajlaşırken konu seks yapmaya geldi.

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Ertesi günü saat üçte buluşmak üzere Esra ile sözleştik istek ama benim için o saat gelmek bilmiyordu gerçekten çok heyecanlıydım yaşayacaklarımız için. Tam zamanında ikimizde binaya gelmiştik ve biraz sonra yaşanacaklar bence her ikimizi de çok heyecanlandırmıştı. Tabii ben erkek olduğum için biraz daha atılgan davranman gerekiyordu bu konuda öyle de yaptım Esra yanımda otururken onu kendime doğru çevirdim ve dudaklarından yavaş yavaş öpmeye başladım. Esra bana öyle bir karşılık veriyordu ki gerçekten benden çok daha istekli gibi ne oldu bu da benim çok hoşuma gitmişti elbette.

Sonrasında yavaş yavaş bir elime Esra’nın göğüslerine attım henüz yeni ergenlikte olduğu için göğüsleri daha öyle çok büyük ve belirgin değildi ama onlara okşamak ve dokunmak çok hoşuma gitmişti gerçekten. Dokundukça Esra’nın öpücükleri daha da sertleşiyordu ara sıra dudaklarını ısırıyordu belli ki çok porno film izlemişti yani bu konuda tecrübeliydi. Neyse daha sonra bir anda Esra elini benim aletime attı. O anda kalp atışlarım o kadar çok hızlandı ki gerçekten bunu size kelimelerle anlatamam ilk kez bir kadın penisime dokunuyordu sonuçta Temelli Escort Bayan çok heyecanlanmıştım.

Tabi ilk kez bir kadınla bu kadar yakın temas içerisinde olduğum için çok utanacağım bir olay yaşadım ve bir anda boşalıverdim. O anda tabii ki Esra’nın karşısında biraz utandım ama öyle de etmedim zaten o da benim ne durumda olduğumu anladı ve bana yardımcı olmak için yeniden penisimi okşamaya başladı ama bu defa arada bir fark vardı. Önce yanında getirdiği peçete ile benim penisini temizledi sperm ileri sildi ardından eliyle bana mastürbasyon yapmaya başladı. O anda benim de altına

Esra’ya sormak geldi çünkü daha önce böyle bir ilişki yaşadığı davranışlarından çok net olarak belli oluyordu ve dayanamadım “esrar sen daha önce seks yaptın mı” diye sordum. Biraz alaycı bir şekilde “ne sanıyordun tabii ki yaptım dedi” ama bunu ifade beni gerçekten çok rahatlatmıştı sonuçta onun kızlığını bozmak zorunda kalmayacaktın yani öyle bir sorumluluğun altına girmeyecektim. Neyse artık içimizde rahatlığına göre işimize devam edebilirdik bu sefer ben de daha istekli ve daha cesur bir şekilde davranıyordum karşı.

Bir yandan onun dudaklarına yaparken bir yandan da onun yaptığını yaptım ve elimi eşofmanın içine sokarak hemen kadınlığına dokunmaya yani vajinasına okşamaya başladım. Kısa bir süre sonra ikimiz de yeterince tahrik olmuştuk gerçekten Esra’nın zevk suları artık elime bulaşmaya başlamıştı ve artık beklemenin bir anlamı olmadığını düşünerek onu yere serdiğimiz kartonların üzerine yatırdım. Yani Esra kadar olmasa da benimle porno film izlemişliğim vardı ve nasıl yapılması gerektiğini en azından biliyordum hatta o gece bile biraz fikir sahibi olmak için filmleri Escort Temelli izledim.

Esra’nın bacaklarının arasına geçtim penisimi onun kadınlığına dayadın ve birazcık zevk sularına sürterek onu daha da zevkle getirmeye başladım. Bu sırada Esra’nın ağzından öyle laflar çıkıyordu ki gerçekten 40 yıllık fahişeleri atmıyordu karşımda. “Erkeğim sik beni, becer beni, paçala amımı” gibi konuştukça ben gaza gelmeye başlamıştı. Sonunda daha fazla dayanamadı ve büyük bir kuvvetle içine kökleyiverdim. Gerçekten o kadar saçma konuştum ki Esra’nın gözümden yaş geldi hatta küçük bir çığlık bile attı.

Hatta o çığlık atınca ben biraz korktum ve bekledim ama durmamı ve devam etmemi söylüyordu sürekli ben de onu dinleyerek içinde git gel yapmaya başladım. Ben vurdukça Esra’nın zevk sesleri daha da artıyordu gerçekten o kadar güzel inliyordu ki onu becermeyi doyamıyorum onlarda. Yani ne kadar süre geçti bilmiyorum ama çok uzun sürmedi boşanacağım almadım Esra’da gözlerimin içine bakarak ben de geliyorum aşkım dedikten sonra hemen penismi çıkardım ve göğüslerimin arasına soktum.

Birkaç git gel de orada yaptıktan sonra ciddi anlamda tazzikli bir şekilde boşalmaya başladım Esra’nın da vücudunun titremesinden o anda benimle birlikte boşaldığını fark etmiştim. Gerçekten ikimiz de çok zevk almış ve titreyerek boş almıştık ben o an yaşadıklarımı hala inanamıyordum ilk kez bir kadınla birlikte oluyordum ve tabii ki de çok keyif almıştım. İlk defa seks yapıyordum ve hemen doyacak değildim o yüzden

Sex hikayeleri Esra’ya da daha da uyumadığımı söyledim ve bir posta daha atalım mı diye sordum. Dediğim gibi en baştan beri o benden çok daha heyecanlı ve istekliydi bende onun kadar istekli olunca dayanamadık ve bir kez daha beraber olduk. Şimdi artık onunla görüşmüyoruz ama o dönemlerde ne zaman fırsat bulursak o binaya gidip birlikte oluyorduk. Yani ben onunla beraber olmayı seviyordum hatta sonra da aşık bile oldum ama kendisi beni aldattığı için ayrıldık sonra o gitti başkasıyla beraber olmaya devam etti.