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The way she always stuck the tip of her pen in her mouth drove him nuts. It wasn’t that she was doing it on purpose—no, he could tell. Some of his students were provocative young girls. Jailbait in miniskirts and push-up bras. Not Jenny. The pen slipped between her lips when she was deep in thought. Staring out the window or up at the blackboard. She barely seemed to notice him. Jenny never dropped things, never bent over to give him a better look down her shirt or spread her legs wide enough that he could look up her skirt when he sat low enough at his desk. She didn’t even sit near his desk.It wasn’t until half-way through the semester that he greeted the students at the door and got a whiff of her delicious scent. No perfume, he guessed, probably just shampoo mixed with her own natural aroma, but to Jake Wilson, senior English teacher at South Side High, it was intoxicating. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply every time she passed him by. The scent alone caused a familiar stirring in his pants. But even as he dreamed of her the answer was always no. This was a student! Eighteen years old and God only knows how inexperienced. Kids these days were ahead of the times, but he just couldn’t picture Jenny Holt on her back with her legs spread, or kneeling in front of some guy’s dick with her mouth open and ready. Well, he could, but not for anyone but himself. She must be a virgin, he thought, and the idea drove him wild. Her insanely tight, untainted pussy completely sheathing his hard cock. It was enough to make him cum on the spot.”Mister Wilson?” a voice brought him back to reality. He was in class! It wasn’t even Jenny who roused him from his daydream, damnit. She was still completing her assignment, writing as quickly as her hand could slide across the paper. He answered the question of the student who interrupted him and then excused everyone who was finished with their work in hopes that Jenny might stay back. She was meticulous in her work, and everything else, he assumed.Once the class had cleared out and she was the only one left, still writing with a fury, he moved over to sit on the student desk next to hers, “Jenny, the class is over, you can turn it in as you have it.”She absently licked between her lips and looked up at him, innocently batting her eyelashes once or twice as she smiled slightly, “I obviously wasn’t paying attention.” But as soon as she said it, she was already cleaning up her things, packing them away and before he could say much more, she was out the door.”Damnit,” he cursed under his breath, figuring it was just as well, probably better that he not be alone with her. When he stood up, he could feel the tightness below his belt. He needed relief.The students were at lunch and his desk was situated just so that no one at the window could see in. He thought maybe, just maybe he could get away with beating off, release himself before his next class so that he didn’t lose himself in a daydream the way he had previously. He sat down and unzipped his pants, lifting his butt off of the chair to pull them slacks down just enough so that he could wrap his hand around himself. He closed his eyes and imagined Jenny, starting to slowly pump his hand up and down, his erection growing harder. Without paying attention to anything that was going on around him, Jake continued to pleasure himself.When Jenny opened the door and reentered the classroom she gasped loudly. She was visibly shocked and stunned as she let the door slam behind her and stood frozen, staring at her teacher, “I…Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” she covered her eyes and turned around, unsure even then why she didn’t just run, “I left my lunch…” she started to walk toward the desk she’d been sitting at with her back turned to Mister Wilson.He jumped up and quickly zipped his pants, “Jenny, I’m so –holy shit, I mean,” he covered his mouth and mumbled ‘fuck’ to himself just as she turned around with those wide doe eyes of hers and blinked at him. “I didn’t think anyone was coming back.” Jenny nodded her head. He winced and took a step toward her, “Don’t tell anyone about this?” he touched her arm and she pulled back for a second, but not so much that his hand was removed from her.Her skin felt like it might light on fire when he touched her, after what she’d just witnessed. She’d never been with any boy before, never seen a naked penis. But that didn’t mean she didn’t have hormones, nor that she didn’t have questions or curiosities. She swallowed hard and tried to laugh it off quietly, “You uh…I guess you have to do what you have to do?”"Do you?” He asked.Without thinking she replied, “Only once or twice.” In answer to a question he hadn’t even known he asked. When she heard the words fall out of her mouth she gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, “I’m so, oh my god,” her face turned red as a raspberry as she stood there, feet planted firmly on the ground.”It’s alright,” he smiled just slightly, “Everybody does it. Sometimes…nah.” He thought he’d test the waters, see what this girl who was obviously curious would allow. It wasn’t like he was old and decrepit. He could be her older brother at best, but not her father.”What?” She asked.”Oh nothing,” he turned to walk away, “I was just going to say that sometimes it’s better with another person. Well, not sometimes, always. Feels better, you know?”"No,” Jenny shook her head, “I don’t. I mean, I’ve never..” she took a few more steps toward him, “Anything.”He turned to look at her again, “Nothing?”She just shook her head and licked between her lips, her tongue covering them in a light sheen.Jake looked around and then his eyes caught the door. That would be bad. If she walked in, anyone could. So, he made his way across the room and locked the door, catching her eye, “Is this okay?”Jenny just shrugged, how was she to know if it was okay? Clearly it was against the rules, but the mere touch of his hand on the bare skin of her forearm sent a bolt of energy, and a rush of blood to the area between her legs, “Maybe…”When he crossed the room to where she was again, he kept his back to the door and leaned down, his hands grasping each of her arms, and kissed her jaw line.She expected him to kiss her mouth, but her skin lit up, and it felt so much more erotic than a kiss on the mouth would. She moaned softly and let her arms drop to her sides, her backpack sliding off of them to the ground.When he saw she was willing, Jake pulled her hand toward the other side of the classroom, once again out of view of the window, picked her up and placed her on his desk. Her skirts were never short like the “slutty” girls, but he could just catch a glimpse of her knees. He put his hands on them and slid up to her thighs, gently squeezing the flesh there, “Mmm,” he smirked a little and waited for any hesitation or resistance from her. When none came he leaned in to kiss her neck as he moved his hands up and ran his fingers along the sides of her panties.”Oh god,” she moaned against and scooted her hips forward to the edge of the desk, “Whoa.” She didn’t know what else to say, or what to do, but she reached her arms up to wrap them around his neck just the same.He looked up and asked, “More?” She just nodded. And so she felt her teacher slip one finger under the hem of her panties and touch the swollen, wet, outer lips of her pussy. She gasped even louder as the rough skin of his finger dragged along her delicate slit and pressed against her clit, “Holy shit,” she found herself cursing, which she hardly ever did, and he smirked at her.”You like that?”"I love that,” she said with much more gusto than she probably would have liked. And despite knowing that this was against the rules, she couldn’t help herself. She reached down and pulled her panties off, setting them on the desk next to her.Jake took that as a sign and knelt in front of her. He pushed her skirt up to her waist and spread her legs apart wide. He gazed at the glistening flesh before him and sighed with contentment, he’d wanted this for so long, “God Jenny, your pussy is so fucking gorgeous.”That made her blush. No one had ever said that to her, or seen her bare like this before and she didn’t know how to react, “You really like it?”"I do. Don’t all the boys tell you that?” He knew it was a loaded question, a way to get her to confirm for him once more that she was a virgin.She shook her head, “Never been with a boy like this.” As she spoke, he returned his hand to her center and used his fingers to spread her pussy lips apart and licked from her hole up to her clit. He wrapped his lips around it and hummed to give her a nice vibrating feeling. Not used to this, Jenny pressed her palms against the desk and lifted herself up slightly, almost trying to get away from him, but at the same time lifting herself toward his mouth. He lapped at her with his tongue and slipped his middle finger into her hole and muttered, “Oh shit you’re so fucking tight.”"Nothing’s ever been…in me,” she swallowed hard and moaned against when he started to pump his finger in and out of her faster. His finger curled up toward her Gspot and stroked it gently. Jenny didn’t know what to do and fell back against the desk.Jake pulled his pants down to his knees and reached out for her hand, wrapping her milky white fingers around his hardening dick, “Touch it,” he said. And she did. It was one of the most amazing feelings, his cock hardening in her hand as she rubbed her thumb over the head, touching the hole in the tip and wishing she could put it in her mouth, but not daring to do so. It felt so big and strong, but she didn’t know what to do with it.He crawled up onto the desk, hovering over her, and then she knew. She could feel the burning in the pit of her stomach, she needed release. She took him in her hand and placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy. It felt so good and she couldn’t help but rub it all along her slit, feeling the tip press against her clit when he got too excited.”Fuck Jenny, I need to be inside you.”Then she got scared. She sat up and swallowed hard, “But h-how. I don’t know. I’ve never. I mean…” she shook her head.He resumed kissing her neck and smiled at her when he pulled his head back to make eye contact again, “I’ll let you control it. You can watch it go in and stop me.” Famous last words, he thought, knowing damn well once he felt her, he wouldn’t be able to stop.She nodded her head slowly and felt her teacher tug her to the edge of his desk. He spread her legs wide by pushing her knees apart and stood between them. “Ready?” He asked.She winced and shrugged, but who is ever ready?He placed the head of his dick at her hole and pushed forward, feeling himself press just barely into her. The thick head of his cock slipped past the first barrier of her, just barely a half inch inside her.Already it felt amazing. There was a twinge of pain as she felt like something was stretching her apart, but every time she sucked in a breath it felt like heaven. “Okay more,” ask commanded and Jake happily obliged. He pushed his hips forward more, and a little more until he felt himself come against her hymen. This was it, the mark of her virginity he was about to take.He didn’t even bother asking her this time, he pulled her forward to the edge of the desk and shoved his hard dick deep inside her as far as it could go. The most amazing feeling came over him as he felt her tight pussy wrapped completely around him. He moaned loudly and without a moment passing started to ram his dick into her, her ass shifting along the desk as he pounded over and over again.”Oh god,” she held onto his shoulders and dug her fingernails into his back, swallowing hard as she wrapped her legs around his waist.When he’d had enough of that he pushed her back onto the desk and climbed on top of her as he’d originally planned, allowing him better access to her. He kissed her on the mouth for the first time and let his tongue battle with hers for control as he pounded her harder, grunting.Suddenly he felt her inner muscles start to clench around him. He couldn’t believe his luck. Was she actually going to cum? It felt like someone was milking everything out of him, tight as a vice, but in the best way possible. He started a trail of kissed from her mouth down her neck, and pushed her clothing aside to try and get at her breasts, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t pay attention to that when he had to move faster and harder in and out of her. She was begging for it.”Oh god, yes, fuck me!” She didn’t know where the words came from, but there they were. She picked her hips up and tried to meet him thrust for thrust as he she felt him swell inside of her. It was the most complete feeling she’d ever experienced and just as she was about to ask for more her body gave it to her.His thrusts pushed her over the edge and she started to come, her body clenching and freezing as she shook with pleasure. He couldn’t take much more and the feeling of her coming all around his dick caused him to explode deep inside her. He collapsed on top of her, panting and trying to catch his breath.”That,” she said, her chest rising and falling quickly, “Wow..”What more could any guy want to hear? Maybe that she wanted to go at it again, but the bell rang. “Fuck,” the both said and started to get up. He pulled his pants back up and she reached for her panties, pulling them back on. She gathered her things and quickly ran for the door. What would people think seeing that she disappeared into his room so long ago and was just coming out now? She winced at the thought and headed for the door, “Bye mister Wilson, I’ll um…I’ll see you tomorrow…I guess?”"Thanks, Jenny. That was just as great as I’d always imagined.”

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I’d taken up classes when I was 5 years old. My beautiful mother, Natalya, was an émigré from Russia and had trained at the Bolshoi Ballet in Moscow. Then, on a tour in the 80’s to Canada she had defected; not because she hated the Soviet system but because she met my father Andre, a Quebecer. He was a dancer too, but had decided to leave the profession and become an agent. He was still so strong, doing his work-outs daily as if still performing. I used to love to watch him, see the muscles flex and straighten over his beautiful, manful physique. He always had the capacity to make me laugh and was never serious, unless working.My mother however, had a Russian countenance and used to appear so staid. It was just her way, though there was never a day when she did not tell me how much she loved me and was proud of me. That mask of seriousness, almost primness, was until my 18th birthday.She suddenly began to confide in me and not just some minor piece of information or concern…We were in the bathroom at the time. I had just had a shower, a welcome one after a tough rehearsal for The Swan, and was standing with a bath towel around me. She was rising from the toilet having just had a pee and was wiping herself with paper. Although the action was something I had seen many times, as we were always very open with each other in our toileting, her face had a different look about it, as if there was something she needed to say.”You know, when I met Andre,” she said, moving to the sink and washing her hands. There was a smile forming on her face that made her nose wrinkle up in that cute way I’d noticed since a child. She had used his proper name as we never used ‘dad’ or ‘papa’, or mama for that matter; somehow avoiding such labels. “It was love at first sight,” she continued, as she dried her hands on a small green towel, the smile widening and with a strange glazed look in her eyes; something I had never seen before.”How romantic!” I had exclaimed, undoing the towel and beginning to rub my tired legs dry.”Oh yes. I looked at the huge bulge in his ballet tights and just knew I had to have him, and I have ever since that day,” she said excitedly, breaking years of apparent primness in just one sentence.”Natalya!” I said sharply, standing up suddenly, the towel dropped and forgotten, shocked by her explicitness but acutely aware of that strange look in her eyes again. I had always thought these things were not talked about, well at least in our home.”What is wrong? It is time you learned about men, women too for that matter, and especially your own sexuality. I have left it too long really but laws are laws and the powers that be think sex begins at 18,” she said, terribly seriously but while looking at me with that glint in her eye. “You have a beautiful body that is sadly unused bar the usual teenage masturbation…”Should I nod in agreement, keep quiet, ask questions, should I be embarrassed even though I did not really feel it? What should I do? This was so unusual, so unlike her. But then, was it? My mind was racing, playing back moments in time, looking for clues.There had been frequent times in the past when they sent me to my Uncle Vanya (yes, his mother was mad about Chekhov) and his lovely young wife, Yvette. Andre would hold me and tell me how much he and Natalya both loved me but they needed ‘private time’. It was not until I was older and Yvette’s daughter, Christine (or Cri-cri as I called her) told me in no uncertain terms what was going on that I understood. I had complained each time, which was at least once every two months, about not being able to stay at home.”Look honey,” she had said only recently, “They’re having private time, which means they are fucking each other’s brains out as noisily as they like for three days. No silent fucks because they are afraid to wake or alert you to the fact they like humping. What heaven! I am so envious. I have to use my vibe and that is never as good. Mum and dad have no problems doing it here with us around, the show-offs that they are. I’m surprised you haven’t noticed them.”I’d felt such an idiot, denying that my 40+ year old parents had a sex drive, but I was also intrigued by my cousin’s admission that she did it too. Plus, the poundings on the wall and the low moans that I thought I was hearing in my dreams made sense. Well they made sense as much as I knew about sex and that was very little. But what was a vibe? I’d never heard of it. I had obviously looked quizzically at her.”You do know what fucking is, don’t you?” she quizzed, her eyes a look of amazement.”Yes,” I said, almost indignantly, but in reality only had the descriptions of other girls bragging in the locker room, one poor quality sex film seen at my friend Vanessa’s house, and what our biology teacher’s student under training had taught us when delegated the task. Every year Miss Arnold got a student teacher to do the sex bits. She was a tweedy, stuck up woman who had clearly never been able to cope with a ‘dick in her cunt’, to borrow from Yvette’s phrasebook.”Ah, so it’s the ‘vibe’ you don’t know about,” she replied, suddenly reaching into her bedside top drawer. She took out a long soft plastic thing about 9″ long with a strange rabbit-like protrusion on the side. “This,” she said proudly, “is known as the Rabbit © because it fucks me like a bunny.” She said, laughing. “The little ears on the side pleasure my clitty when the big dick is in my cunt. Want to try?”"Of course not!” I had snapped, embarrassed at both not knowing and at her explicit language. I didn’t want her to know I rubbed myself almost every night lately given how hungry my clitty seemed to be for satisfaction, and ewww, what a thought that she might be implying I do it in front of her.”Ok, ok,” she had said, calming me down, “But when you want to try it, it is there; along with a whole range of other gadgets. Mom borrows them sometimes. Just make sure you clean them properly when you’ve finished. There is both a bottle of lube and another of cleaner at the front of the drawer.” She paused, suddenly looking concerned and thoughtful. “Look we are the best of friends and not just cousins, so come to me when you need advice, ok? You know that what you say stays between us, no matter how naughty or outrageous? I can be trusted.”"Th-thanks,” I replied, hesitantly but with genuine gratitude. It was true, she never told tales on me. Cri Cri and I always got on, often better than with her younger sisters – the twins, Anya and Irena – who were my own age. Mind you, I was more developed than they were both emotionally and physically. Although a dancer, my breasts were 32C so a nice cup on a small back. I had a wispy bush of golden pubic hair that I loved to caress at night or after a shower, and my sex had large outer lips with enclosed inner until aroused, which lately had been more and more frequently. My clitoris was unusual; I knew that from an examination at school. The doctor had been excited in his examination, but I don’t mean sexually, only writing copious notes that I never saw. You see it is very prominent, reaching more than an inch when erect. Natalya saw me recently coming from the shower with it still ‘up’ and smiled, saying that had I been a man I would have had a big penis. I was so embarrassed but she saw nothing naughty in either seeing it or what she said. In fact, her seeing me had an opposite effect. It stayed up longer! I was surprised how it had a mind of its own and all my blushing did was to make my arousal stronger. I’d forgotten about that first reference to a man’s thing. Maybe this whole objective to open me up to sex, if you’ll pardon the expression, was planned some time ago.Anyhow, back to the present.”Maria? Maria?” I could hear my mother calling as if from afar; my mind was caught up in remembering the conversations of the past.”Yes ma, er, Natalya?”"I was talking to you about love and sex, about your father’s wonderful cock. Why are you embarrassed? It’s time you learned what to do with them and how good they feel. You need to explore your body with someone, not just in the confines of your bed or shower, though both of those can be fun. In fact, this ballet work is taking over your life not integrating with it. I know we can all as dancers suffer for our art, but as I learned with Andre there is more to life than tutus, jumps and pumps.” She laughed at her little rhyme. “I want you to build your sexual knowledge, learn about sexual enjoyment with both sexes if you so choose. Don’t be constrained by what that prudish society thinks out there. Darling, please stop blushing. Sex is normal, natural and to be enjoyed. You are old enough to explore, just ensure it is safely. I have Femdoms© and condoms in the cupboard by my bed. Take whatever you need and if you want to know something, just ask.”"Natalya,” I sighed, “Cri Cri has made the same offer, but I am sure I do not need those things. I am not going out looking for a…a….a…”"Fuck, darling?”"Natalya!”"Darling, that is what it is called but it is only one part of the sexual act. There are so many things. I suggest we start simply…”"Natalya, I am not starting at all!” I cried, indignantly. “When I am good and ready a man will come along and then I can ‘fuck’ as you call it.”"Why should it be a man? If you like a particular woman, then I will have no objections and neither will your father.”"Mother!” I always called her that when I was shocked or upset.”Darling,” she said as she came over to me, taking both my hands in her such delicate ones, “I have been so remiss in not educating you sufficiently in the ways of sex. I do not say love because that is something that will happen someday, wherever and whatever you are doing. However, sex is an important activity in our lives. It gives us energy; it gives us passion, incredible orgasms, immeasurable joy, adventure and even intense pleasure through pain. You do not understand so you reject it all at once. I understand. I did too, but now I am so happy with my sexuality that there is nothing shocking or taboo about it, and as your mother I have a duty to teach you the ways of sex…”I just stood, mouth agape, watching her lips move as she continued to speak. I had such a jumble of thoughts in my head. Had she really said ‘pleasure through pain?’ and that she had no objections to me having sex with a woman? I could not imagine it, and yet, somewhere in my jumble of thoughts and feelings I did remember the surprising pleasure I felt recently. I was masturbating the other day when an image of Lara, my understudy in Swan Lake, popped into my head. Yes, I had not stopped rubbing myself, but my mind had filled with vivid pictures of her tiny breasts, firm naked thighs and the cutest, tightest buttocks that I’d seen for the first time recently when sharing our dingy changing room. Surely I wasn’t attracted to her? Maybe mum was right, sexual desire was not limited to seeking the other gender? So many questions, so many doubts!…”..and to fuck with a man of experience is an important part of that development…”…I felt heat building in my pussy as despite my wanderings of thought, her messages were somehow seeping through my barriers of shock and rejection of the proposal. I forced myself to concentrate, suddenly knowing that deep in my heart she was right, and her next comment was the one that clinched it for me…”Darling, you cannot play the best leads without having felt the passion and the pleasure that you are meant to be expressing through your dance. For example, in rehearsals today, your interpretation of Odette’s love was, forgive me but I have to say it, wooden. There is sensuality in her dance that was lacking in yours. You are doing her a disservice because you have no experience of the physical sensuality of the dance. It is a one-dimensional exposition of the steps and no more.”I cried. Natalya rarely had been so critical. It hurt me, but she knew what she was doing. Whenever she made comments as strongly as that I acted on them. I would seek her advice and no matter how hard, what pain, what tests I endured, I would seek to be the best. She was my best friend and as a typical teenager, I listened more to friends than parents, but I was so lucky that she was my mother as well.Her arms were around me, comforting me. I was suddenly intensely aware of her body against my naked one in a way that differed from before. I noticed her firm breast pressing against my arm, its nipple obviously stiff. I felt her hands in my hair, calming and soothing but with a sensual thrill to the action that was so different from previously. Was this just my imagination, or had something really changed? She was kissing my head and neck, then nibbling at my ear. My tears were subsiding and a heat was growing again between my thighs. I was shocked and yet, not shocked, by a building wetness in my pussy. Her fingers were gently wiping away my tears, replaced by little flicks of her tongue. It felt so erotic and yet so calming. Her other hand was stroking my back along the spine, her nails raking sensually over the skin reaching down eventually to my bare bum. She squeezed gently each cheek, then let her nails rake slightly sharply the newly aroused flesh.”I love you so much,” she whispered in my ear. “I will help you discover your own desires and sexual pleasure, but if I don’t break away now I have a feeling I may take you to a place you are not yet ready for, no matter how much the aroma of your sex tells me you are.”With that, she broke away as she said she would do. My whole body tingled in a way that I had never really achieved by myself. In that very instant, I understood and accepted her role was mother and teacher. There was also something else. I had felt no embarrassment that my cunt had given away my desires. No, I had been acutely aware how my scent had attracted her. No more was it just a fluid that could be at times uncomfortable when my arousal was uncontrollable, as happened during my most hormonal days. Suddenly I was proud of my capacity to arouse and be aroused.”Right,” she said, suddenly fussing around the bathroom, flushing the pee away in the toilet and putting down the lid, then adjusting the towels on the railing, “On Sunday we are having some friends of Andre for dinner. You are invited as an adult now my darling. If you like, bring Cri Cri as your companion as she is nearer your age and Uncle Vanya wants her properly schooled too.”"I thought she already knew everything,” I said, suddenly realising that I may have given away a confidence. “Oh, please don’t let on to Uncle Vanya or Yvette that I know…”"Don’t be silly my darling. They know all about Cri Cri. They have even shared a lover with her, but each partner has been introduced to her. Now she needs to learn to do her own introductions and pick the right partner or more for her pleasure.”"Do you mean this is going to be a sex party?” I asked incredulously, feeling doubtful I could cope. In reality I was not even sure what happened at one anyway.”It may become that, you never can tell with these things. Just come darling and see. It is time you opened your eyes, if not your legs,” she said giggling and with that glint back in her eyes.”Yes Natalya,” I mumbled, feeling even more unsure, but decidedly curious. I continued to dry my body, again aware of its sensual qualities. The towel over my breasts felt softer, more arousing than ever before. I watched almost dreamily as my mother walked to the door. What a beautiful petite body she has, I thought to myself.”Oh before I forget,” Natalya said as she turned round in the doorway. “You will find a key in my bedside drawer. It is on an ivory white fob. Take it and open the lowest cupboard on the right by the window in the reading room. Whatever you find in there is yours to borrow. Keep it by your bed or read in the lounge, there is no need to hide from us. Do not feel shocked by any of it. You have choices over what you do or not do, what you like or do not like doing. However, just as I discovered with your father, there are many things that at first seemed abhorrent that I now know are wonderful.”And with that she blew me a kiss and was gone.I was suddenly aware that as she spoke I had continued to rub my naked body, standing silently with the towel between my legs. My clitoris was engorged and proud, and a fine strand of juice hung between towel and sex lips.Rehearsals lasted all week. Each night I came home to a welcome bath that Natalya or Andre had prepared. It was heaven to soak my tired body in the soothing aromatherapy oils. I loved them so much for their help. They took turns to support me at the Conservatoire as we practiced relentlessly for our opening night in four weeks time. Nothing was mentioned by father about the promise of Natalya, but I noticed he was more open with me about a whole range of things. For example, only tonight we were relaxing in the lounge after my bath and he had a Latin dance competition on the television. Previously he would have only critiqued the style, the footwork, the positioning of the arms and hands, but now his whole focus was different.”Look at how she presses her body to him, Maria. There is seduction in her movements. I can imagine if I was him how the power and heat of her body would entice me, arousing my genitals, to make me want to take her there and then on the dance floor. What power she has in her body! But it is a sexual power and not physical strength that emits through every pore. Watch closely Maria how her breasts heave with desire!”Her costume was typical of Latin dancers. Her breasts were enclosed in a sequined bra that displayed her to perfection, the tops of her globes pressed tight together like a medieval bodice. She was well-endowed and so there was an ample jiggle of flesh, but most obvious was the desire showing with the heave of her titties. Also, her hips swayed with such seduction to and fro or side to side according to the step and the style. She was not only using her breasts, her cunt that was encased in a bejewelled g-string offered and enticed. I felt my pussy melting with the thought of what she must look like naked. I was momentarily shocked by how I had suddenly found her as desirable as her partner must. I pressed my naked thighs closely together under my towelling robe.”So sexy isn’t she Maria?” my father asked, a hint of huskiness in his voice.That was when I noticed it. His trousers had a significant tent at the front. He was hard! My father was openly aroused in front of me and doing nothing to hide it. I’d had little experience of boys outside of dancing and never seen one ‘angry’ as Cri Cri called it. I kept darting my eyes between the sensual display on screen and the enormous bulge next to me.”Yes, Maria it is arousing me. That is what a good lead female should do to me in the ballet too.”My God! He had read my mind. I blushed suddenly and shifted in my seat, placing my clasped hands firmly between my thighs, making the situation worse as I felt a fire of desire leap across my cunt lips from my engorged clitoris. It now had the full pressure of my hands. I tried to speak and deny any knowledge of what he was talking about. He was so soft and reassuring with his reply…”Darling, men do get aroused, just as I know you are. Don’t be shy, be aware and enjoy that feeling. Doesn’t your pussy feel good as you watch the dance?”I was dumbfounded. I had never lied to my father, but to admit to that? To admit I was aroused and not just by what I was watching? No, surely not.”I don’t know,” I fudged.

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Finding sexual partners had always been easy for Felicity. From the moment she became sexually active and even before men swarmed around her like flies around a honey pot. She wasn’t just attractive she was enchanting. Her petite figure and 5′4″ height body was a mini powerhouse of excitement. At 25 she still looked like a nubile teenager. Her pert B cup breasts always overflowing a tiny low cut bar and pressed tightly into a seductive cleavage. Her beautiful silken honey blond hair shimmered in the light and framed her sensuous big blue eyes that seemed to glow with an inner light rather than merely reflect her vision. Her figure was toned and exquisitely proportioned 34-22-32 with the most pert little ass you could imagine, her flat slender waist and sensually flat tummy sporting a pretty 24-carat diamond stud in the navel.Felicity was obsessed with sex and had it several times a day often with several partners and sometimes multiple partners. It was like she had to have it often and as intensely as possible. Every one wanted her and most got her. She screwed her bosses, her co workers, her clients and a host of strangers she met at dance parties and sex clubs where she went in search of more challenging sex. The truth was though that despite the ready availability and enjoyment she got from her frequent sexual encounters she was becoming bored. She tried to spice up her life by holding off, postponing pleasure and intense teasing, by seducing married men, by fucking in public places but nothing seemed to really get her going that is until she met her first virgin male.John was a 19-year old athlete. His short stylishly cut sandy blonde hair crowning a toned fit body trained for the distance running that was his passion and his obsession. He was the younger brother of one of Felicity’s school friends, Rachel, and she had known him since he had been a gawky looking teenager. So when Felicity dropped around late one afternoon to visit Rachel so they could chat about their latest flames Felicity was caught unawares by the presence of her kid brother. He had always been so busy training of late that it must have been two years since they had actually met face to face. As luck would have it Rachel was not home and Felicity took the opportunity to flirt overtly with him. She was dressed in a short tight yellow halter dress that plunged low to expose her firm little tits that sat up pertly in a delicious cleavage. The display of leg and boobs was not wasted on young John and much of his conversation seemed to be directed at her tits rather than her face.” Yeah, Um so How’ve you been? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.” He stammered a little nervously.Felicity loved the feeling that she was making a man uncomfortable she loved making him flush with embarrassment and talk nervously to her. He was so sweet and fresh and so fit and innocent. She sat down on the kitchen stool and crossed her legs so that the hem of her skirt rose up to reveal as much of her legs as was possible. She watched him scan her legs apprehensively. His breathing betrayed the ardour he felt at that moment. Felicity knew when a guy was hot for her and he was definitely starting to smoulder.”Your always training these days Rachel says you train six days a week. So I haven’t seen you when I get around here as your either training or sleeping. You look great though, I bet the girls are chasing you constantly I know I would have when I was your age.”She uncrossed her legs and parted them slightly as she sat on the high stool and he glanced at the brief display of white silk that peered between her delicious legs, and then he looked up slightly embarrassed and began staring at her breasts again longingly.”I uh, don’t actually have a girlfriend at the moment. I did but we just drifted apart because I trained so much and didn’t have time for her I guess. What about you are you seeing anyone at the moment, Rachel was saying you had a pretty steady stream of admirers. I don’t blame them either I had such a crush on you when I was younger.” He was fishing, She thought.”No I don’t have any steady guy at the moment but I get to taste and try a bit. Did you really have a crush on me, Wow! I am flattered it must have driven you mad what with the amount of times I slept over here and walked around in my nighties and underwear. I didn’t think I’d be… you know admired by you. I guess I just thought of you as a little kid. Teenage girls can get pretty arrogant I’m afraid. So do you still have a crush on me?”He looked embarrassed, his eyes still flickered between her legs and her cleavage and he looked even more uncomfortable.”You are really pretty, even Rachel says how pretty you are what guy wouldn’t have a crush on you… I mean listen to me now I don’t get all flustered around other girls.”It was true John had always been super confident, bright and outgoing and now he had reached a high standard in his athletic skills and entered college with a scholarship he was even more so except when he spoke to Felicity. She noticed the slight lump in his long shorts smiled, got off her seat and walked to his and kissed him sweetly on the lips.”You are sooooooo sweet! I mean you are making me feel so nice.”"I was thinking of playing some squash this evening would you like to play with me. Rachel sometimes partners me but she ahs to go out tonight with that new guy she’s been seeing.” He looked more confident after the kiss and as felicity stepped back and looked down his hard muscular body she felt a wave of desire fill her. Maybe he was a virgin. Mmmmmm how sweet to be his first, how far could an elite athlete go and for how long? All these thoughts cascaded through her naughty sex crazed mind.”I’d love to play anything hot sweaty and fast with you Johnny. I’d better get home and change into my sports gear do you mind dropping past my apartment on the way I’ll drive if you like. I can drop you back home after if you like.”"Sure Ok I’ll get my gear and book court.”The next ten minutes evolved into a flurry of activity and phone calls until finally they got into her car and headed for her apartment. In the car Felicity’s hem rode up again and john looked ardently at her white silk panties for most of the trip across town. Felicity made pleasant conversation and knew that she was baiting her tender trap. She felt exhilarated by the flirting and horny as hell, each time she felt his gaze upon her crotch she felt a tingle of excitement and moisture collect in her panties. By the time they reached the car park his shorts revealed a definitely noticeable lump. They went into the apartment and felicity made a show of changing into her sports top and skirt. She wriggled out of the tight halter-top and scuttled into her bedroom wearing just a white silk halter and panties. Slid on a midriff length lycra sports top and adjusted her boobs in it and then pulled on a super short sports skirt, followed by a pair of black sports pants that matched the skirt and top. John had been privy to a delicious little display of disrobing where she teased him by running in and out of the room looking for things and bending over to find them. By the time they reached the car again John was hotter than hot, his crotch sported a huge hard on.Felicity was such a tease and she knew exactly how to get a man simmering on the edge of desire until she reeled him into her unearthly delights. She glanced down at the lump in his pants and noted with interest that it was definitely above average.”Ooooooh John I just forgot I was in such a hurry to get dressed I forgot you might be a little excited by it. Do you like my body that much?”He looked even more embarrassed.”God Felicity you were always a dreadful tease. It’s just that I … um never… have been with a woman before and so you doing what you’re doing is making me excited that’s all. I’ll get over it.” Felicity smiled and leaned across to him and kissed him again. This time longer, more tenderly and more sweetly. She could feel him melt into her as he kissed her back.”So you’ve never been with a woman before, you’re a virgin and heres your older sister girlfriend teasing the pants off you. Mmmmmm I promise we’ll do something about that.” She reached down and ran her fingernails across the lump in his pants feeling him tremble with a yearning that was both generated by and created by her hand tracing across his thick cock. She finished the kiss and the caress and turned to drive the car to the squash courts with his eyes permanently stuck on the risen display of flesh of her delectable legs and thighs.At the squash court they played hard and competitively until both were breathless not thinking about the kiss in the car but concentrating on the speed of the ball and their fast short running and long rallies. They collapsed breathlessly into each other’s arms giggling and panting.”Wow you are really fit too do you work out Flic?” He ventured as they leaned against the wall with his arm around her delicate waist.”You could say I use sex as a workout.” She purred excitedly. He leaned forward and kissed her this time sliding his hand around her slender waist and feeling his cock stiffen again as he melted into a tender kiss. Her tongue mingled with his as they kissed longingly. He moved his hand to touch her breasts, he had touched girls before, and he knew they liked it. He wondered whether Felicity would let him, if she would like it too.She melted beneath his touch and he felt her nipple stiffen beneath his fingers and he pinched it gently through the Lycra and silk. She kissed him more urgently more seductively. The kind of kiss that says take me, the kind of kiss that aches to be touched, fondled would this be the first time he got to…. he didn’t think any more, he had come close with his last girlfriend. She had let him touch her soft wet pussy, suckle her luscious breasts but had not let him enter her wetness. She made him cum in his pants as she touched him he was so excited by her. He hoped Felicity wouldn’t tease him like that he would die of embarrassment. As she kissed him she spread her legs and he dropped a hand to her pert ass and reached beneath her short sports skirt to feel her delectable ass. He pushed her closer to him and pressed his thickening cock against her. She ground appreciatively against it moaning sweetly. She broke the kiss and panted in his ear.”You don’t really want to have your first time in a squash court do you? I mean we can if you want but I think you could hold off until we got back to my place don’t you?”They hurriedly gathered their gear and walked to the car clutching hands desperately like each touch would bring them closer to the pleasure they both hoped for. In the car Felicity slid off her sports pants and encouraged him to touch her as they drove and kiss and fondle her.”Mmmmmm yeah baby do you feel how wet I am for you. You know the more you make me cum the better it gets. Do you know how to do that for me? Ooooooh yes I guess you do.”She began shivering and came as she turned the corner into her block and as she pulled the car to a halt shuddered in pleasure as his nimble finger slid across the white silk panties finding her clit and then sliding them aside and exploring her wetness as he kissed her and moaned in her ear.”Mmmmmm God you feel so good so wet. Oh god I want you so much.” One hand finger fucked her while the other reached around her shoulders and clasped her breast and his kisses became more and more urgent.”Like I said darling we can fuck here if you like but I’d much rather take my time and do it slow and hot upstairs. I know you want me darling. I want you too you’re making me sooooooo hot. I can barely wait.”They got out of the car and almost ran up the stairs to the apartment and the moment they were behind the door Felicity put her hand on his rock hard cock and kissed him. Unzipping his shorts and sliding her hand over it, peeling the foreskin back so his excitement could grow harder and thicker.”Oh my you have grown into a beautiful big boy haven’t you? I’m going to make you really happy now and then we’re going to cool off a little with a shower together before we make love.”Felicity stroked his over excited cock with one hand and tickled his balls with her fingernails with the other as they kissed fervently. His own hands pushing beneath her top and bra to her tits which he toyed with hungrily pinching the nipples and cupping their firmness in his eager hands. She stopped touching him and reached down to peel off her top and unhitch her bra so that he could lavish more attention on them and then wriggled free of her sports skirt and then resumed kissing and fondling him clad only in her sweet tiny white silk bikini panties. John could not believe how beautiful her body was, how taut her ass was, how it’s pouted seductively in her sexy panties. He moaned with desire at every curve and sweet seductive mound of her skin. The sensuous slender waist, the small pert perfect tear drop shaped breasts with nipples like sweet pink jelly beans set on superlative coin shaped areoles. She was expertly caressing his cock until it was so close to explosion that he felt the warm sensation of loss of control creep over him and his cock began to throb.”You want it pretty bad don’t you darling. I’m so wet for you too!”She slid from his arms and fell to her knees grabbing his cock and blew across it with her moist lips within a millimetre of it. He groaned she would only have to touch him with her lips and he would explode he thought. Felicity looked up at him knowing how close he was to cumming and smiled a sweet sexy smile that melted him. She guided his cock to her breasts and touched each nipple with the head of his cock and teased his cock seductively.”I know you want to cum in my pussy darling but we can spare a little for my mouth cant we?”Felicity engulfed his cock with her mouth and began pumping his shaft with one hand as she squeezed and teased his balls with the other. John moaned and sank into a shivering mass of moans and shakes, he could feel his orgasm rising fast and hard. One moment he felt as if he would white out he was so excited and the next moment the orgasm took him like a hot summer storm. He erupted and felt a load shoot into Felicity’s waiting mouth. He looked down through the haze of pleasure that filled every nerve ending and looked at her angelic face, saw her swallow his cum slide her mouth to the tip of his cock and then pinch the tip of his cock cutting off any further ejaculation but maintaining the wonderful pleasure of the orgasm. His cock pulsed in powerful bursts trying to spill beyond the grip of her tight fingers, as she held him tightly and covered the tip with a million tiny wet kisses. After a while the throbbing ceased and she let his hopelessly distorted cock drop from her hand and stood up to kiss him once more. The pleasure was almost unbearable. Her beautiful body, the best hand and head job on earth the thought of more drove him berserk with passion.”Did you like that? I thought you deserved a little entrŽe before the main course. Now come on lets get out of these clothes and have a shower.”She took his hand and led him to the bathroom and undressed him sensuously. Kissing his muscular chest and flickering her tongue across his nipples until they were erect as he enjoyed caressing her supple curves, in the shower they soaped each other sensuously and held each other close sliding the slippery soapsuds against each other. Him fondling her delectable ass, her soaping his proud shaft and balls ardently each teasing the other so that their need for each other became overpowering yet holding off until the right time.They rinsed off their desire with a cold burst of water that made both their toned bodies glow in the evening light. She led him to her bedroom and laid him on the bed and went to her drawer and pulled out a tiny white baby doll nightie with silk bikini panties. She made a show of putting it on positioning her luscious tits in the halter so that they sat pushed upward in the tight silk bodice and exposed with her hard nipples shown in outline through the sensationally sheer fabric. She slid the panties over her shaved pussy and smiled at him.”Every gift is more exciting if it’s wrapped nicely. Don’t you agree?”She moved towards him to sit on the bed next to him and he took her in his arms and kissed her again.”Oh yeah baby! You are nicely wrapped, I could eat you up.”She lay back as he covered her with kisses. He kissed her ears and neck sensuously as he felt her panties grow moist beneath his touch. She was excited. He found her clit and stroked the soft fragment of silk that stretched over it and revelled in her tiny moans of appreciation. By the time she began to shudder he had kissed his way to her nipples and sucked them hard through the fabric, making each nipple swell again. As she murmured ‘I’m cumming’ again he slid the panties aside and fingered her hot pussy whilst sucking her nipples hard. He pushed aside the fabric that clutched her tits and showered the space between them with kisses and ran his tongue around each nipple as she screamed beneath his touch. He kissed her belly and flickered his tongue round her diamond studded navel piercing and then found her sopping panties and sucked them between his lips inhaling her sweet sexy scent.”Ooooooooh eat me darling make me cum. Mmmmmm yes yes oh yeah!”He suckled her clit expertly and lapped around her wet folds teasing her to the edge of orgasm several times then backing off. He slid two fingers into her as he teased her clit with his tongue and sucked and licked around the flooding opening. She was tight and so ready. He delighted in her orgasms that seemed to grow in intensity and frequency until she was almost permanently screaming ‘I’m cumming’ and bucking against his feverent mouth and tongue whilst clutching at his head and grinding eagerly against his face. Suddenly she stopped and pulled him up to her face and they kissed once more.”Do you want me lots? I’m sooooooo wet for you. My pussy’s going to be so tight darling I want you inside me so much.” She spread her legs and guided his cock to her wet panty front sliding the tip across the shiny silk surface.”Oh god Felicity, I never wanted anything so badly you are so sexy, I want you so much. Ooooooh your pussy is so wet. I’m so fucking hard for you.”"Mmmmmm baby your cock is so big, and I’m so tight and wet does Johnnie want a to fuck me now. Tell me you want to fuck me talk dirty to me.”As Felicity spoke she slid her panties aside and let his cock slide over her sopping folds, parting them and letting the dribbles of wetness cover his tortured cock tip. Then she guided it inside and he pressed forward eagerly as his cock split her labia and entered her hot wet tight vagina.”Oh god I want to fuck your hot wet pussy. I can’t wait to fuck you. Oh god it feels so good, so tight Mmmmmm of yeah ooooooooooooh.”His cock slid deeper and deeper in side her and she wriggled her ass seductively as he placed his hand beneath her sumptuous buns and pulled out from her until the tip of his cock almost left her. Then he began to plunge inside her once more.”Fuck me hard and fast. Run a marathon in my pussy darling, pace yourself then fuck me hard until I scream. Ooooooh yes that’s it, do me, fuck me hard, fast, long. Mmmmmm!”He began fucking her with long deep hard strokes that increased in intensity until she exploded in orgasm screaming and scratching at his back with her finger nails like a bitch on heat. With each orgasm he changed his position and the pace of his stroke until she reached another and another. It seemed each time she came she got wetter and tighter, squirting him with her juices and screaming with passion. He belted her hard and fast, then slowly and tenderly, shifting her legs in to all kinds of yoga positions. 

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I was raised in a small village called Ramnagar, in India. At the age of 18, I was married off to a man twice my age, because he did not ask for a dowry.He was an Indian living in Africa. Immediately after our marriage we flew to Africa, and in those few hours my husband never even touched me. I had heard from married ladies in India how a husband touches our private parts and how he fingers the pussy and chews the breasts. The anticipation of all this was too much for me to take and I noticed that throughout that journey my pussy kept getting moist.We soon reached our home in a small town near Nairobi. The home was like a palace. We had 7 servants, 9 maids and 5 drivers. But I was put in a bedroom next to my husband’s. I questioned him about it and he told me that since I was so young he did not want to scare me. He would go slowly with me. He also told me that he was used to sleeping alone all his life and we might disturb each other if we slept in the same bed. He said he would visit me every now and then. He jokes the way Indian king’s used to do.He did not come to me the first or the second night. The third night he sent a maid to my room to prepare me for our wedding night. The maid did not speak English, so I could not ask her anything. Many strange things went on around me. For instance, no one spoke to me, and I did not see my husband for 2 days. The most peculiar thing was that my meals were served to me in my bedroom. “Masa is busy,” was the answer I got every time I asked about my husband.My maid massaged my body with various oils and gave me a manicure and a pedicure. She shaved my body, and even my pussy. She then washed me with exotic soaps and body shampoos and washed my hair. All the while I had strange feelings rising from my belly. My whole body tingled and my skin took on a red glow. After rubbing me dry the maid made me wear red sheer lace panties and a matching bra, which barely covered my butt and breasts. She put some kind of sweet smelling perfume under my arms and on my breasts and wrists, then gave me a flowing gown of sheer black silk. The bodice hugged my breasts and the skirt hugged me down to my hips and then it flowed like a river the rest of the way down. It had most intricate work on it. When I looked myself in the mirror, I gasped. It was as though I was covered from head to toe. I looked sexy. My red garments showed through the sheer gown and the skin underneath glowed, giving a glimpse of my sexuality.After I was ready my maid smiled and said, “Bride,” and laughed, hugging me and to my surprise kissing me full on my lips. I was confused when instead of to my husband’s bedroom I was shown to a room in another wing of the house where I never been before. The room had a huge bed with a mirror hung above it and four posts. Next to the bed was a stand like a gymnastic horse. Also there was a rocking chair with more room than necessary for one person. I could see a long pole reaching from the ceiling to the floor. I learned later that it was the same kind used in strip clubs.I found my husband in a far corner of the room. He too was dressed in black: in a tunic that left his legs bare, and I could see that he wasn’t wearing anything under the tunic. The maid who accompanied me said something in Swahili to him. He smiled and then nodded at her and then she left the room.My husband led me to the corner of the room he was sitting in. There was small table with lots of fruits on it. There were bananas, cherries and grapes. The Bananas were red skinned and huge. My husband sat next to me and put his arm around me, he brought his face next to mine. He smelled of aftershave and he slowly pressed his lips to mine and in no time his tongue was exploring my mouth. I was feeling so hot and very nervous. My body trembled so badly that he had to hold me tighter.”Virgins,” he muttered under his breath. His hands moved to my breasts as he kissed my neck, leaving a trail of saliva from his tongue. Suddenly the room lit up, as if with a thousand bulbs. As I flinched he said to trust him and not to worry. He started kneading my breasts with both hands, pinching them every now and then. “I like huge breasts” he said. “But do not worry. Kneading them every day will make them grow in no time.” My panties were getting wetter and wetter. He then moved on to my stomach and navel, planting small kisses as he went. Finally he reached my pussy, just touching it lightly. He looked into my eyes and gave a very strange laugh and then to my horror he tore my gown down the front, tearing it in two pieces. He made me stand and parade in front of him in just my see-through bra and panties.Suddenly he pulled me to him, threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me. He pulled at my bra and panties and I found myself naked in a few seconds. He kneaded my breasts and said, “Nice, but I need bigger ones.” I was confused. He laughed and said, “Don’t worry; I will make sure that they grow. I will arrange for them to be kneaded every day and night by my men and I will also knead them, and once you get pregnant, they will grow on their own.”While talking his hands moved to my pussy and he had started to pinch my clit. I screamed as he pushed his middle finger into me and started to finger fuck me. His mouth assaulted my nipples, biting them and sucking hard on them. I was feeling as if liquid fire was running through my entire being. I came and my juices gushed on his fingers. He pulled them out and tasted it and said, “Ah, this is a virgin cum, I must call my staff.” He shouted something in Swahili. Two men and two women appeared. They immediately bent to me and took turns licking my pussy, all four tongues slurping my juices and making sounds that made me cum over and over. My husband continued to suck on my nipples and after what seemed like hours, he said something to them.All four left me and stood aside as my husband ripped his own tunic and took out his hard cock, standing like a piston. One of the maids took it in her mouth and made it wet with her saliva, and then both men pulled my legs apart and held me tightly. My husband pushed his hard shaft into me. At last my virginity was broken! He was ruthless and kept fucking me hard and fast, his servants holding me and his maids licking my clit and nipples time and again. He fucked like a horse, for hours, and came inside me three times before he finally went limp. And me, oh I was faint with pleasure. After he finished, all four servants, once again licked me dry. “They love your cum and from now on you may cum for them, whenever they want,” said my husband.From that day, all my servants licked me day and night whenever they wanted and made me cum, bur only my husband could fuck me. The servants were also asked to knead my breasts every hour so that they would grow fast, and indeed after two years they are huge 44 D size, with huge nipples. I have given birth to twins and now my servants enjoy my milk along with my cum.I love my life here, I live like a CUM Queen.What more could a woman ask for?

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She heard the doorbell ring and she hurried to the door. She opened the door and he stepped inside.“Hey,” she said breathlessly.“Hey,” his voice betrayed none of his feelings.She took his hand and led him into the living room. She’d spent all week cleaning up in preparation for this night. She had picked her dress, short, tight and black, for this special occasion.She turned to face him and he leaned down to kiss her at the same moment. Startled, she could do nothing except let it happen. He touched her lips gently with his tongue, and she opened her mouth to him. She swirled her tongue with his, tasting the sweetness of him. They broke the kiss and she looked up at him.“Promise me you’ll be easy, and go slow?” She asked. She was a virgin, and she was still afraid, even after they’d been together for 4 years, since middle school.He smiled down at her, and told her, “I promise I won’t hurt you. If I start to, let me know. I want you to enjoy this.” Reassured, she tilted her face to his and they kissed again. This time he slid his hands down her shoulders and gently cupped her breasts in his palms. Softly he kneaded them, rolling her hardening nipples between his fingers. A shiver of excitement raced down her spine.She rubbed her body to his and felt his hardness. “Mmmmm excited?” she teased.His reply was a light pinch on her nipples. She gasped, and he swiftly slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders. Without the straps her dress slipped from her body to pool at her feet. He stepped back and surveyed her from head to toe.“Pretty,” he commented. She was standing in her high-heels and black string bikini undies. She hadn’t worn a bra with the dress.He bent, catching her nipple between his lips and lightly suckling her. She ran her hands through his hair, caught in a fresh wave of pleasure his talented lips were bringing her. He gently pushed her backwards until she fell onto the couch, where he fondled and rubbed her body still more. She reached up and pulled his shirt over his head, then reached down for his pants.“Not yet, babe,” he told her, grabbing her hand.“But…” she began to protest, but his movements stopped her.He kissed her lips, then her breasts, and made his way down her belly, finally kissing her inner thigh as he spread her legs. Her heart was pounding as she finally felt his tongue touch her slit. He ran his tongue from back to front several times, just missing her clit each time and making her shiver in delight and anticipation. Finally she could stand his teasing no longer and she gripped his hair as she thrust her hips up to his mouth. He obliged her and began to suck her clit, making her cry out with pleasure. He slipped down and pushed his tongue deep into her. Before she came, he gave her clit a few quick flicks with his tongue, then moved up and kissed her lips. She kissed him back, exploring her taste inside his mouth.“Now it’s my turn,” he told her, smiling.Eagerly she unzipped his pants, and as she pulled his pants and boxers down, his rock-hard cock sprang out. Just looking at his cock made her extra wet. She loved everything about his manhood, from his balls to the tip of his thick shaft. She ran her hand lightly over the head of his cock, gathering his precum on her finger. This she sucked off as he watched her. “Mmmm, salty,” she told him, smiling. Without another word she thrust his cock head into her mouth and ran her tongue up and down his shaft. Standing above her, she heard him sigh. Gently he rested a hand on her silky blond hair. She worked into a rhythm, eventually taking his entire manhood between her lips. His hand gripped her hair as he began to guide her mouth on his cock. Faster they went until he could no longer hold back, and he came in her mouth, his cum spilling over her lips and on her tongue. She gathered as much as she could into her mouth and swallowed, her eyes never leaving his.They lay on the couch together for a time, caressing one another, kissing, and relaxing. Soon his cock began to grow again as he ran his hands over her breasts. She knew this was the moment she’d been waiting for since she met him 4 years ago. They touched each other gently for another few minutes, and then he leaned over and looked into her eyes.“You ready?” he asked.“Oh God yeah,” she replied.He poised himself over her body, his hard cock mere inches from her pussy.“Last chance,” he warned.“Last chance for you too,” she told him.He pushed into her gently and she felt her body opening to accept him. He pushed his cock farther and farther inside her, until he was in to the hilt. There was no pain for her, a small bonus from her horseback riding years. Her hymen had broken long ago, she suspected. She felt him sliding in and out, gradually falling into a steady rhythm as she arched her back to meet his thrusts. Soon they were both panting and groaning, the pleasure too much for either of them to handle for long.“Cum for me, please, baby,” she whispered. He kissed her neck in reply and she bit his shoulder gently as they came together, their bodies shaking in tandem. He laid on top of her, his cock still inside her walls as they calmed down together. He pulled out and they snuggled together.“I love you,” she whispered, kissing him.“I love you too, babe,” he told her.They lay like that as their breathing slowed, and they fell asleep together.

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I missed my first autumn at college. I had been going through a lot of issues during my high school years, just teenage stuff, but it caused my grades to be rather low and caused me to be a little unadjusted in general. So my parents let me stay on at their summer vacation home through that autumn to try and get a perspective, try and bring my grades up, and just try not to embarrass them anymore than I already had.My family had some money. We weren’t really rich, but dad made well over six figures and we were definitely an upper middle class family. When I was a teenager I guess I always took this for granted, but it did give me certain advantages, and as I look back now I am grateful for them.All that summer after graduating from high school I had been staying at our home in Colorado. This was at a nice summer resort area, and the scenery was pretty and there was a lot to do. Most of my friends had houses in the area, too. They dropped in for a few weeks of the summer and this gave me a chance to hang out with them. So the summer passed quickly, but as soon as September started, my entire crowd headed in different directions to go to the college of their choice, or in some instances the only college that would accept them. This left me alone and feeling a depression I had never experienced before in my eighteen years of living.I started thinking that I was really a looser and became certain that I had no future and would never go any place in my life. I looked back on all the dumb things I had done in high school and hated myself for every one of them. Also, boredom set in as the Colorado weather got colder and the out door parks began closing up for the season.My parents had spent a few weeks during the summer up at the house with me, and my older brother and sister had been in and out a couple of times with their crowd. After Labor Day everyone abandoned the house and left me, as it’s single occupant. I liked being the master of the place for about two days, and beyond that felt as if I was going to turn into Norman Bates.I mentioned that my grades in school had fallen, as my teenage trouble had gotten worse. Well, I was really a pretty smart kid, but just unmotivated and mixed up. My family always was supportive of me, even if they were slightly embarrassed of me, and they knew I still had it in me to go to college and get good grades and have the life that everyone expected. The teen shrink they had sent me to back in the city hadn’t done me any good and I thought the guy was an idiot. So my mom and dad decided to pay for me to have a private tutor to help me bring up my test scores, while they hoped the mountain air would improve my mixed up attitude.Dad got one of his friends at the local junior college to recommend someone who was teaching at the college level, was good with one on one instruction, and who could handle or at least ignore a slightly weird would-be college kid. Dad succeeded, as he almost always did in everything, and found the perfect choice to be my summer tutor. Her name was Ann. She was an assistant professor at the junior college in the English department, but had wide knowledge covering many subjects.Ann quickly became a friend to me. She was cool and we found lots of topics of conversation as the summer wore on into fall. She even made friends with my friends, as they would come over to visit me through out the summer. Also, I found myself learning from her. I liked her teaching style; it was exactly what I needed. Actually, after she found out I had better than average intelligence she didn’t keep it simple anymore but challenged me with harder subjects.Ann was twenty-four years old, and she had a natural girl quality about her that made her always seem free. She was at ease with everybody, even my dad when he interviewed her, and that isn’t easy to do. She always dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt, and never wore any make-up; not that she needed any make-up with her clear complexion and naturally tanned skin.After the autumn rolled around and everyone left me to my own devises at the summer home Ann was the only constant visitor I had. She came over on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, and would stay for about two hours during each visit. I had known her for three months, and she was more than just my teacher. She was a friend definitely, but that isn’t exactly how I would describe my feelings for her either.One of the issues I was dealing with at that time in my life was all of my feelings about girls. I loved them, and everything about them made me horny. I was considered rather handsome in a schoolboy sort of way. I was tall at just over six feet, and thin, perhaps just a little too thin. I wore glasses most of the time, and my hair was unfashionably long. However, my big drawback with the opposite sex was probably the fact that though eighteen, and fast approaching nineteen, I looked about ten-years-old. I was one of those young men that look much younger than they really are – much younger.I had been out with girls a couple of times in my past, but had never had a serious date. The truth was that I had graduated from high school with out ever having gotten to first base with a girl. Looking back on it all now I think this was probably one of the main reasons why I felt so weird all the time. I was ashamed about it, and never wanted my group of friends to find out the terrible truth.The last weekend of September of that year everything was about to change for me. It had just started to get cold at that altitude, and clouds covered the sky all day long. There was crispness to the fall air that felt good and exhilarating. My older brother had taught me how to build up a fire in the fireplace of the family room, and I had built up a big one that I planned to keep going all weekend.I had decided this would be my last weekend up at the house and had called mom and dad with my intentions to return home and contact my perspective college on the West Coast and beg for a winter semester entrance. As in most things they had been supportive of me and told me to come on. I think they could detect a growing maturity in my voice and hoped that I was returning to them to take up my adult life once and for good.Ann came by at six that Friday evening for my last tutoring session. I had already told her of my plans to leave and she had voiced her support at the good idea. To celebrate she brought over a bottle of expensive wine and we set in front of the fire sipping and talking. Like I mentioned our relationship was more than just student and tutor. I still was not exactly for sure what our relationship was all about, but what ever it was I knew that I liked it just fine.“This is my boyfriends favorite wine,” she told me. We were both on the big rug on the floor before the fire, cross-legged and facing each other, an appropriate distance of about two feet separating us.“So have you set the big day with your boy friend yet?” I asked.“No,” she laughed, a little self-conscious as she massaged her bare foot toes next to the warmth of the crackling flames. “I’m moving in with him after Christmas. I want to live with him for a year before we get married. But I think it’ll work out ok. He’s a pretty nice guy most of the time.”“You’re lucky to live out here. It’s really a great place.”“Yeah. I just hope the university will have my job open again next semester.”We sipped wine, and listened to the fire jump behind the screen for another couple of minutes, with out saying anything to each other. We had evolved into a relationship where we didn’t have to talk in order to force comfort by talking. Silence between us felt ok, too.We didn’t plan anything that happened that night. We weren’t drunk, and we didn’t talk about it before, during, and strangely enough never afterward. Instead, we both seemed to know what was coming, or sense it on some level just below the conscious.Ann had left me alone by the fireplace, and soon I heard the water running through the Jacuzzi. I got up and padded, barefoot, through the cold floors of the big house. The Jacuzzi was in a rec room in the finished basement. I made it slowly down the stairs and came over to Ann who was getting the hot tub ready for use. I set down next to her on the edge and looked at her. Our eyes met for a brief minute, and I knew then what was going to happen, and my heart began beating fast.“Hey,” was all she said to me.“Hey,” I returned.“How hot do you like it?” she asked.“I’ve never used it before,” I said.“No?” she questioned, seeming surprised. “I think you’ll like it.”“Well, there’s a first time for everything,” I offered, and oh was my heart beating fast then.“You’re right,” she said. “There is a time for everything. Both the good and the bad.”“This is definitely good,” I said.“Yeah, I think so,” she said and scooted up next to me on the edge of the Jacuzzi.She reached out and put her arm on my shoulder. I placed my arm on her shoulder. We looked at each other for a minute, and in her I saw someone I really liked and respected. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back. Our mouths did not open, but the contact felt oh so very good.“This’ll be my first time,” I told her. I don’t know why it mattered, but to me it was important and I felt compelled to tell her.She didn’t say anything, only reached back to me and kissed me again. Now our mouths both came open. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth, and I ran mine around hers. We exchanged saliva, and our arms wrapped each other.Then as if nothing had happened, and everything was perfectly normal she stood up and pulled her sweater over her head. I got up and pulled my shirt over my head. I didn’t want to stare at her as she undressed, but I guess I didn’t do a very good job, because she finally turned around and laughed at me. She was stepping out of her jeans, and had her undershirt and white panties left on.“You have seen a girl with out clothes on before?”“Yeah. I read magazines,” I gulped.She came over and gave me another brief kiss on the mouth. Her mostly nude body felt so good as it brushed up against my bare chest. My hard on beneath my pants was visible and her stomach lightly grazed past it, but she either didn’t notice or pretended not to.I pulled down my jeans and then quickly tugged at my briefs. I didn’t look at her. After I was naked I jumped into the hot and swirling bubbles of the tub. Looking up, I just caught the briefest of glances of her nude body stepping into the tub with me. Then we were both hidden beneath the churning water.She set to one side of the hot tub and I sat to the other. All though it wasn’t very big and our knees knocked against each other. She handed over my wineglass, and I caught a fabulous glimpse of a brown nipple coming out of the water as she did.We were both sweating and the water was almost uncomfortably hot. I found myself loosing my erection, but fortunately this event went unnoticed and unseen beneath the waves of the tub. Though I had no idea what would happen next I was enjoying just sitting in the tub with her and looking at her.“I remember my first time,” she began to tell me. “It was my senior prom. I was eighteen and with a tailback from the football team. He hadn’t even been my date for the night, but somehow we ended up together. We were in kind of these weeds in a park in my hometown. It was about three o’clock in the morning. After making out with that guy for over an hour I wanted him so badly…man I tell you…I thought he was the best thing ever invented.”“Was he your boyfriend?” I ventured to ask.“Hell no! I never saw him again,” she laughed. “He was a jerk, but at the time he seemed pretty neat to me.”“You do have a boyfriend now,” I reminded her and then wanted to kick myself for saying this. Who in the hell cared, I was telling myself. Hey man, you’re about to get some and reminding her of her boyfriend is probably not the best strategy at this point, I thought to myself.She came over to me in the tub and for the first time that night our naked bodies touched each other. Her hands were on my chest, and then around my back. My hands went down from her shoulders and ran along her back, and she kissed me, our tongues touching briefly again. I found the small of her back, but was just a little afraid to drop down further so I held her in that position.“I do have a boyfriend,” Ann said. “And I am in love with him. But I’m not married to him yet, and I’m only twenty-four years old and free to do what I want. I want to see how we feel together. I really respect and admire you Adam, and I would really like to be your first sexual partner.”We kissed again, our bodies coming up hard against each other. I felt her breasts up against my chest. They were hard and demanding little knobs and felt better than anything else up to that point in my life ever had. She repositioned herself in the water and felt the full enormity of my renewed erection for the first time.She laughed and rubbed my shoulders. “You are more than ready for your first woman, my man,” she said in a teasing voice.Something in the tone of her voice did it for me and I reached down about half an inch and grabbed her two firm and tight little buttocks in my hands. I clutched them tightly and pulled up on their tightness as we shared another kiss. I soon felt her hands behind my back, and going to my butt cheeks to grab a hold in a like manner, and she let my erection lay along the flat of her belly.“Do you want to do it here or in bed?” she asked through kisses.“I don’t care,” I said, and I really couldn’t have cared less. I just wanted to get laid.“I do,” she answered. “The hot tub is good to set the mood, but I like the bed.”Just as I had pulled her buttocks apart and was reaching between them with my fingers she gave me a final kiss along my neck and pulled away from me. She grabbed a towel at the side of the tub and flicked it over my face. I struggled to free myself from this for two seconds and in that time she had climbed up out of the tub and was wrapping another towel around her body. I just got a peek of her form from the side before she covered up with the towel. Her skin glistened with water. Her now wet hair ran down past her shoulders in unruly curls.“Meet me upstairs,” she said and turned to walk back up the flight of stairs that led to the main portion of the house.I got up out of the tub and quickly toweled off, wrapping a towel around my waist. I still had a hard on as I walked up the stairs, and knew I looked quite the sight with that bath towel sticking out from my groin. I was so stiff I could hardly even make it up the stairs.Somehow I knew I would find her in my bedroom, so I didn’t even have to look. I just turned down the hallway that led me there and opened the door. Sure enough, there she was, sitting at my table and combing her hair in the mirror; the towel still tucked snuggly around her small form.I went over and stood behind her. Neither of us said anything. I didn’t sit down with her but merely stood there and put my hands out to her shoulders and ran them up to her neck. She let me touch her and continued to comb her hair. I found myself slumped half way over to try and cover the outline of my erection beneath my towel, and realized later this was a dumb thing to do.She casually placed her comb back on the table and turned around to me. She reached under my towel and pulled it back, the folds coming undone. It fell to the floor behind me and I stood naked before her. Now I stood to full height and let my nine inches pop up and point straight to the ceiling.Putting one hand beneath my balls and the other at the base of my penis she held the throbbing muscle, bent over in her chair and started to administer head to me, and I got my first blow job. She knew of course that I would never last and I realize now she never intended for me to. This was her gift to me.I don’t know how long she sucked on me. Not long, maybe thirty seconds or less. I think it was the sucking sound coming from the friction of her lips pulling my cock in that finally sent me over the edge.When I felt the first squirt of sperm fly out of me I was a little concerned that this was kind of rude to just relieve myself in her mouth. Being a rookie I wasn’t really for sure what she was expecting of me. I was green enough back then to actually wonder if maybe I should have tapped her on the shoulder and ran to the bathroom before I came. But I just let her suck me off while she cradled my balls and brought the semen up out of me in wave after wave.She just kept on sucking. Finally, when the last drop was gone, and the orgasm had totally weakened every muscle in my body I felt my penis began to droop. She let me go then and brought the back of her hand to her mouth to wipe away some semen that was dripping down her chin. Her mouth was filled with it, and when she tried opening her mouth I could see strings of it cling from her upper lip down to her bottom. She reached around and brought out a box of tissues that had been sitting on top of my desk, and spit my come into a ball of tissue that she held to my mouth. Then she held out the box for me to clean myself off.“Sorry,” I said watching carefully for her reaction.“That’s ok,” she said. “I just can’t swallow that much,” and she wiped around her mouth with another white tissue, cleaning her mouth and face off.I took my now limp dick in my hand and cleaned off the white drops that were flowing down its underside. I was amazed when I looked at that box of tissue. I used some of it to wipe myself off every night after I jacked off. Well, I thought, tonight I am doing the same thing only it feels one hell of a lot different.I still stood naked in front of Ann. She got up and looked me up and down, paying close attention to my cock, which was slowly starting to come back to life. She held me in her arms and kissed me. I could still smell my semen in the room, and somehow that made it better.“Let’s get over to the bed,” was all she told me. I followed her over and set down in front of her, making no further overtures to cover my nakedness. She stood just in front of me and let her towel fall away from her body.Oh my god!!!!!! She was gorgeous. She had little B cups, but they had perky red nipples, and were strong and firm. Her petite waist curved perfectly around her tight little hips. Her flat belly and her little navel in its center were delicious sights for my eyes. Her pubic hair was trimmed but not shaved. But hey – she was a natural blonde after all.She sat down next to me on top of my bed and we French kissed for about five minutes. She reached down and took me in her hand. I was back to life once more with an erection to rival the first one. My hands freely groped across her body. Touching her breasts, her hips, her butt, up her thighs, down her belly, and between her legs, which parted in ready accommodation to my probing fingers.I slowly stuck my index finger up her vaginal entrance. We were kissing the whole time. She was wet and slippery, and oh so very tight. I tried inserting a second finger and she was almost too tight to allow for this. She moaned a little, and I knew I had been rough so I backed off, and was satisfied with just one finger up inside of her.I felt the inside, sweat soaked walls of her vagina, and ran my thumb around the folds of her pussy lips, the palm of my hand scratching against the pubic hair covering her vulva.I hardly remember when she pushed me onto my back exactly. I was in heaven and time meant nothing to me. But she stopped kissing me and removed my hands from her privates. I looked down the length of our two naked bodies and saw that she was coming over me and hiking a leg over my waist. I felt her bring my cock off my belly and point it straight in the air.

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Swimming always eased Jessica’s mind. On the day of every major test she ever took, she would take an early morning swim in the university pool before putting in one more cramming session at the library. Today was no different. Jessica had a midterm in biology and she was extremely stressed out even though she felt well prepared.Jessica arrived at the pool around 6:30. When swimming season was not going on, the pool is typically abandoned at this hour and she had the whole room to herself. There was something extremely peaceful and soothing to Jessica about calmly cutting through the water with no one watching her. She enjoyed the sound of the repetitive splash of her rhythmic strokes as her hand dipped into the pool and her legs kicked behind her.She was in the pool for about 45 minutes; mostly swimming laps but occasionally taking a few minutes just to relax and float in the water. When she got out, Jessica couldn’t have felt better. Her muscles were loose and her mind was lucid. She headed to the locker-room to shower and get dressed to go to the library. When she got to the door to the girls locker-room it was locked. This was not a surprise, since they often locked up the girl’s room when no one was around to prevent perverts from setting up cameras or hiding in the lockers, but it was an obstacle none the less. Her hair smelled of chlorine and she needed a hot shower to clear her sinuses.She decided to head for the boy’s room on the opposite side of the pool, which was always open. To be honest, the facilities in there were nicer anyways and odds were that she wouldn’t run into anybody in there at 7:15 in the morning. She grabbed her gym bag with her street clothes and cautiously entered the locker-room.When Jessica had determined that the coast was clear, she set her bag down on a bench and peeled off her one piece bathing suit and let it fall to the ground. Part of the reason that Jessica liked the privacy of the indoor pool was that her body often drew a lot of attention. When she chose to swim at the more popular outdoor pool, the boys would gawk at her beautifully shaped D breasts. Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn’t really blame them.Her tits were young and perky, but with a slight natural sag that proved that they weren’t bought. They bounced effortlessly as she moved about. Her nipples were rose colored and about the size of a half dollar piece. In the cold air, she could feel them hardening. She walked over and turned the shower on.As she waited for the shower to heat up, Jessica examined her finely trimmed bush that had been waxed with the exception of a narrow landing strip above her slit. Unconsciously, she felt her hand slide down and begin rubbing her pussy lips as she watched herself in the mirror. Her second hand came up and started to massage her breasts. She realized, as she stood there admiring herself, how horny she was.Although she had a stunning body and a very cute face, Jessica was in the theater crowd in high school and thought of by everyone as a bit of a geek. Jessica had only been laid once, and that was the summer before freshman year. Her and her friend Mark were both virgins at the time and they had made a pledge to take each other’s innocence so that it wouldn’t just happen randomly with some stranger at college. Mark had convinced Jessica that they would take care of each other and it would only serve to strengthen their friendship. He said that it would be a onetime thing that they wouldn’t tell anyone about. Jessica knew it was a cheap ploy at the time, but Mark was a nice guy and she didn’t want to go to college a virgin. Plus, she had no idea how bad Mark would be!She thought back to that night. Mark brought a bottle of red wine over to her house and the two of them had gone down to her basement to watch a movie. About halfway through the movie, as the bottle was reaching its end and Jessica was wondering if Mark had wimped out, he made his move. Mark leaned in and gently kissed his best friend. She kissed him back and pulled him close. It was the first time she had kissed a boy outside of spin the bottle. She remembered pushing her tongue into his mouth and making out for what seemed like twenty minutes. She could feel his erection pressing up against her leg as they tied tongues. She could tell he was trying to hide his arousal, but his member just became harder and harder. Finally, after twenty minutes of making out and poking her in the leg with his boner, Mark made another move and cautiously caressed her tits. When she offered no objection, Mark had become more confident and squeezed her plump melons. Then, without warning, the situation quickly escalated. The wine had gone to Jessica’s head and before she knew it, Mark had removed his own shirt and unbuttoned her blouse. She recalled how he broke off their kiss and had begun to drool over her ample cleavage. It was at this moment that Jessica had truly realized how sex changed people. It was as if she had complete control over Mark.She remembered pushing him back onto the couch and standing up before him. She shrugged her blouse off her shoulders and unzipped her skirt from the back. As the skirt fell to the ground, she could feel Mark’s eyes burning over her nearly naked body. His jaw was so wide open it was nearly on his chest. She reached back, undid her bra, and let the lace material fall to the floor. Jessica could recall Mark’s unintelligible babbling as he got his first glimpse of her glorious tits. “I think, um, I really think that, um…” Mark said as he searched for smooth words. “They’re, um, really nice Jessica,” he managed. He was practically shaking out of nervousness as she got closer to him. When she was standing no more than 2 feet in front of him, she had hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her thong and brought the flimsy material to the ground. She had shaved for the occasion and she stood before Mark as he admired her bald pussy. He was speechless.Jessica knew that she had to take it from there. She knelt before Mark and inched her way in between his legs. Even in jeans, Mark’s erection was undeniable and sticking straight up in the air. She touched the underside of her hand to his boner as she went to undo his pants. Mark was breathing heavy as she undid the button and unzipped his jeans.”Oh, Jessica, I have, ah, I’ve waited so long,” she recalled Mark words as she pulled down his jeans.”Me too, Mark,” Jessica had offered insincerely. She remembered just wanting to get it over with at that point. In his nylon underwear, Jessica could now see the rigid outline of Mark’s stiff cock. The thin material left very little to the imagination. She remembered thinking at the time that it was smaller than she expected. She hadn’t had any sexual encounters prior to that night, but she had watched porno and Mark’s penis was small even by amateur standards. When she removed his underwear she saw her first penis in the flesh. Mark’s raging boner was an unimpressive 3 ½ inches long. On the up side, his pubes were trimmed and his circumcised cock was clean besides the gooey pre-cum that was forming at the tip.Jessica remembered that he stopped her as she went to wrap her mouth around his throbbing cock. “Jess, I think I’m gonna, you know, cum, if you put it in your mouth,” he said embarrassingly. She had acted like it wasn’t a big deal and stood up to mount him.”Do you have a condom?” She had asked him while pleasuring herself with her left hand.”Yes, but I don’t know if, well, I think I might blow if I try to put it on Jess! I don’t want to waste it,” he had said. Pathetic she had thought to herself, but they were doing this for each other.”It’s ok, I’ll get something at the clinic tomorrow,” she had promised. “Just relax for me big boy,” she said sarcastically.As Jessica straddled Mark, she could sense that he was holding his breath out of nervousness or sheer anticipation. She gently lowered her sex onto his virgin penis and guided his manhood into her hole. “OH, oh, oh my god!” Mark had called out. “Oh, ah, I’m so sorry,” Mark said as he came almost as soon as he was inside of her.Jessica had felt his ejaculation and was well aware of what had transpired. She left his withering cock inside of her as she pressed his face up against her breasts. “It’s ok,” she had said. “It’s supposed to be like the first time.”"Did you, you know?” He had stopped his question short as he realized its foolishness. Jessica remembered that she let Mark go down on her for about forty minutes to redeem himself for his bad first outing. He was as useless with his hands and mouth as he was with his cock. He just couldn’t really find anything as she remembered, but she had faked an orgasm just so Mark could retain some feeling of accomplishment.Looking in the mirror, she had realized that she had never had a true orgasm. She had gotten off with her vibrator but never with a boy. She also realized that it was nearing 7:30 and almost fifteen minutes had gone by while she was fantasizing. She hopped into the shower and began shampooing her hair. Just as she had gotten all the soap out of her hair she heard the far door of the locker-room slam open against the wall. Jessica immediately shut off the water and crouched down. The shower’s were somewhat hidden behind a wall, but her towel was on the bench next to her bag. She could here footsteps coming closer and closer. She decided to think fast and crawled behind the divider that led to the door out to pool. If anyone walked in from the pool, they would catch her butt naked, but at least she wasn’t exposed to whoever had just walked in.After a couple of seconds of nervous crouching behind the concrete divider, Jessica heard a boy say, “I wonder whose stuff this is?” No one responded, so Jessica deducted that the boy was just talking to himself. She leaned around the corner and saw a boy crouched over her gym bag investigating its contents. He was wearing basketball shorts and a sleeveless undershirt. She recognized him as Damien, one of the junior boys from the University basketball team. “What’s he doing going through my stuff?” She thought.Damien continued to rummage through her bag, while Jessica sat naked, nervously curled up behind the wall. When Jessica leaned out once more, Damien had her lace bra in his hands and he was investigating her dimensions.”Wow, 34 DD! I’d like to stick my cock between those babies,” he said out loud to himself. Jessica felt her pussy flinch as she heard Damien talk about her. She was getting excited all of a sudden and she didn’t know why. She heard Damien walk away and she peered around the corner to confirm he was gone. Just as she was about to get up and make a run for her towel, she saw Damien walking back toward the showers with his shirt off and a towel around his waist. She admired his toned chest and ripped arms. She also noticed that he was still holding her bra clutched in his left hand. Just then she saw him hold the bra up to his nose and take a whiff, before tossing the bra back into her gym bag.Damien walked over to the middle shower and turned it on. Jessica had to kneel down further now to prevent being seen. She leaned out ever so slightly so that she could see him. Damien held his hand under the shower and waited for the temperature to be just right. When he was satisfied, he walked over and dropped his towel on the opposite divider in the shower. With his back to her, Jessica admired his cute butt.As he turned around to walk back to the shower, Jessica caught a glimpse of her first black cock in the flesh. His flaccid cock bounced back and forth as he walked towards the shower. Jessica couldn’t believe how big it was. Damien’s cock was bigger soft than Mark was hard, a lot bigger. She couldn’t really tell from her position, but it looked almost 6 inches soft. It was truly beautiful. It was quite thick as well and Jessica could only imagine what it looked like hard.As Damien soaped his flawless body, Jessica noticed that he was paying a lot of attention to his cock. After he had soaped his nether regions, he began to tug softly on the fat head of his cock. As his rod started to grow, Damien went from lightly tugging on his cock to slowly stoking its length. His cock continued to grow right before Jessica’s eyes, and she could not look away from Damien masturbating. After a few moments, she noticed that his cock was fully erect. It looked like it was over 10 inches.As Jessica huddled back behind the wall she noticed that her cunt was sopping wet. She couldn’t stop thinking about Damien stroking his thick ebony cock. She wondered what it would feel like to have Damien pound her tight nineteen year old pussy. She wondered what it would feel like to gag on his pulsating sausage while he urged her to take more. She began to finger herself sitting right there on the cold tile floor.Jessica inserted her fingers in and out of her ailing pussy. She used her thumb to pleasure her clit while she fantasized about Damien’s wood. Every so often, she would peer around to sneak a peek at Damien, who was still masturbating under the powerful mist of the shower. Jessica rubbed her slit faster and faster as she felt herself reaching her orgasm. Even though she was just messing around with her hand, the close proximity of Damien and his hardware gave Jessica a heightened sense of pleasure. She felt a climax approaching that rivaled any she had ever experienced. The wave of pleasure was so intense that she had trouble controlling the noises she was making. She held her free hand over her mouth to muffle the sound. “Ah, Ah, oh ooh yes, Ah!” She squelled through her covered mouth as she came. “Eeh, oh my god yes,” she tried to whisper. Jessica’s juices squirted onto the tile floor and her eyes rolled back in her head. She lay exhausted still concealed by the concrete divider. Her body was still shaking trying to recover from the most enjoyable orgasm of her life,When Jessica had fully recovered she sat up and wiped the secretions from her inner thighs. She noticed that the water was no longer running. She peered around the corner but Damien was nowhere to be found. She waited another couple of minutes to make sure the coast was clear, but Damien was nowhere to be found.Jessica finally got up and walked over to grab her towel. She wrapped the terrycloth tightly around her curvaceous frame, causing her breasts to press firmly against one another. Her cleavage was jaw dropping.Jessica walked back into the shower room and over to where Damien had been showering, among other things. Water was still dripping from the recently used shower head. Jessica also noticed evidence of Damien’s extracurricular activities. A little above her waist-high on the green tile wall was a gooey, white splatter that had started to slowly drip down the length of the wall. It was quite a bit of cum she thought to herself. She imagined it must have been three of four good squirts. Jessica ran her finger against the wall and through Damien’s jizz. It was still warm. She let it coat her fingers and played with the sticky liquid in her hand. Then she put her finger in her mouth and tasted Damien’s spunk.It wasn’t as if she fully enjoyed the creamy, salty solution as it coated her tongue, but she felt her pussy stir anxiously as she tasted cum for the first time. It wasn’t nearly as bad as other girls made it out to be. Jessica wiped off her hand on her towel and walked back to her gym bag on the bench. Just as she picked up her bag, she heard some boy’s voices coming from the hallway. She quickly collected her things and hopped into the nearest open locker, just as the door to the locker-room opened up.The lockers were finely graded so it was very difficult to see into them, but Jessica had a near perfect view as three boys entered the locker-room. She immediately recognized them: they were three freshman boys from her dorm. Adam and Clark she had hung out with before, and the third kid’s name escape her but she knew she had seen him around the dorm. All three of the boys were sweaty and looked like they had just finished a feverish morning workout.The three boys started to strip down completely oblivious to Jessica’s presence. They didn’t waste any time taking off everything but their underwear. Adam was a Bolivian exchange student that Jessica had been eyeing since the beginning of school. He had great abs that Jessica took note of as soon as he peeled off his shirt. When he dropped his shorts, Jessica could see his tight boxer-brief that hugged his tight Latin ass. The three boys talked back and forth as they waited for the showers to heat up.”That was rough today,” Clark said. “I got to quit smoking!” Clark was average looking. He was medium height and had brown hair. He was decently built, but not muscular. Jessica could tell he had a nice butt, but he was wearing some loose fitting boxers that didn’t reveal much about his package.”Yea, me too!” Adam said. “I nearly coughed up a lung last night when I was fucking Marcy.” Jessica knew the girl Adam was talking about. She was a petite blonde that lived on Jessica’s floor. She was quite renowned, already in her short time at school, for being very adventurous in the sack.”I can’t believe you would shack up with that whore!” the third boy said. “I mean I’d definitely double-wrap the snake with that smeet.”"Oh shut up Bowie! What do you know about pulling tail anyway? I haven’t heard of a girl you fucked yet,” Clark said. “How was that slut anyway? I heard Kenwood put it in her ass!” “Gross!” Jessica thought as the three boys laughed.”Well I didn’t go there, but I will say that that girl really knows how to suck a dick,” Adam said smiling. “And, she swallows!” The three friends shared another laugh and Adam went over to check the water temperature. He seemed satisfied with the shower and stripped off his boxer briefs without shame. He didn’t shield himself from the other boys, but instead displayed his manhood with pride as he walked over to grab his towel. He had reason to be proud. He had a very nice looking penis. Jessica could tell it wasn’t as big as Damien’s, but he was definitely well hung. The thick sausage swung from side to side as he walked. Jessica could tell that Clark and Bowie were not as used to such unabashed nudity with guys. She could also tell that both boys were casually trying to sneak a peek at Adam’s package.As Adam turned and walked toward the showers, Jessica got a perfect view of his narrow tan rear end. His body was flawless and Jessica was soaking wet just thinking about it. Bowie and Clark both followed suit and stripped off their undergarments. They were more tactful with their movements and both quickly wrap a towel around their lower half before walking over to the shower. The shower room was right in front of the locker where Jess was hiding so she had a perfect view of the three boys. It was a group shower with 6 shower heads, but no dividers so Jessica had an unobstructed view.Clark dropped his towel and threw it to the side. He turned around and let the water run through his hair. Jessica was immediately drawn to his exposed cock. It was not small like Mark’s but certainly around average at best. He was also uncircumcised and Jessica thought that was kind of gross. Bowie also discarded his towel and jumped under the stream of water. For a while, Bowie stood with his face towards the wall and his front side was hidden from Jessica. She didn’t mind because she occupied herself by staring at Adam rubbing soap all over his sizable manhood and balls. He soaped up his shaft and gave it a quick tug when he thought no one was looking. Clark was also cleaning his nether regions by pulling back the loose skin and exposing the ruby-red head of his cock. Jessica could tell his cock was growing slightly as he fondled it. It looked like he already had a semi-hard cock. 

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The rain pitter pattered outside the car window as I waited for the next light to turn green. I sighed in wait, the streets cluttered with people performing their last minute Christmas shopping duties. Christmas…what a joke. As far back as I could remember, the ripe old number of 19 years, I couldn’t remember a single happy Christmas.But alas, there I sat, a Christmas present on the passenger seat wrapped up in blue and gold. The light turned green and I continued my trip to Sheryl’s house. Many things had run through my mind, but none more than Sheryl.Sheryl and I had been dating for about 2 years, about the time we were finishing graduating high school. It wasn’t really a serious thing in the beginning, more like two people who would rather be out somewhere than cooped up at home. We met through friends, studying for the SATs. Eventually, I found out she had many of the same interests as myself and we got to talking. We started dating for a bit and sure enough, we became a couple.As good a couple we were, Sheryl and I never really had a real physical relationship. Sure there was petting and kissing, occasionally we would have oral sex with each other, but she would never let herself, or me for that matter go all the way. She never told me whether or not she was a virgin and I never told her that I was one, the worst kind too, all the knowledge, none of the experience. I decided the best course of action was to just leave it be until she was ready.Sheryl’s a great looking woman. Auburn hair falling down to her shoulders that curled out. Beautiful big blue eyes. Dynamite lips, a birthmark on her jaw line. She kept in peak physical condition, a habit she picked up since she was on the high school track team. Her breasts were nothing short of perfect to me, 34Cs that seemed to just jut out of any outfit she had on. Her nipples were average sized, the aureole light. Her stomach was something I loved, it was so smooth and flat. She pierced her belly button, in it resided one of those fancy jewel types. She kept her pubic area free of any hair, another habit she picked up while she was on track, she said it felt great when she ran or just about anytime she had panties on.I remember the first time I saw her pussy, I had scene plenty in porn videos and magazines but never once in person. I remembered that very same night, there was a lot more than just looking going on. I remember starting off slow, we were kissing. My hands resting on her taut ass. Squeezing, kneading, massaging moans out of her mouth. She began to sneak her tongue in past my lips to meet mine. At that point, I opened my eyes, hers were still closed but I could read the intensity in her face. The want and desire expressed through the gestures in her face and the moans she emanated. My hands rose up from her skirt to the back of her shirt, undoing her bra.”Wait a minute.” I said as a I broke off the kiss. Sheryl’s breathing was heavy, I saw her lick her lips and have a slightly quizzical look on her face. “C’mon Henry…what’s wrong?” She didn’t have to wait long before I pulled her shirt over her head, her breasts bouncing free, still covered by her bra. Almost naturally, Sheryl removed her bra.”Wow.” I whispered.”What’s ‘wow’?” Sheryl asked.”They’re just so beautiful.” She giggled as I started cupping her right breast in my hand, her nipple growing harder in the palm of my hand. Sheryl took in a sharp breath and stared kissing me again. Taking my free hand and placing it back on her firm buttocks, I continued touching her breast. My thumb and forefinger rubbing it back and forth and finally pinching. She bit my lip as I did.”Not so hard, naughty boy.” A devilish smile resting on her mouth. That was something I loved about her, she always mean in that erotic way. I made a pouty face and she smiled. She wrapped her arms around me and whispered into my ear, “You’re such a sweetheart.” Sheryl looked me square in my brown eyes and gave me a kiss on the cheek. At that point, I lifted her up by her legs and carried her to her bed, easing her down on to her back. Her giggle was intoxicating to my ears and I laid upon her, resting my head on her collarbone. She played with my short brown hair and brought my face to hers.”So how about we get down to it? Hmm?” She took my hand and guided it to her pussy, moistening as time went by. I smirked and said, “Absolutely.” I gave her a kiss on the lips and started working my fingers on her pussy. Rubbing her labia slowly while starting to suck on her tits. I took her left tit into my mouth, clenching it tight between both lips. I became more and more turned on as I heard the moans and sighs coming from Sheryl, all the while still rubbing her pussy. Feeling adventurous, I gently bit down on her nipple. A long “Mmm” escaped from her mouth for just a second. Her eyes were shut and her arms arched under her head. Nipple still between my teeth, I started flicking on it with my tongue. Sheryl’s moans turned into erotic whimpers as my foreplay began turning into one big tease fest.Not to be indifferent to her gorgeous body, I let go of her left tit and resumed on her right. Her pussy was so wet by now I had little trouble inserting my middle finger.”…More…” Sheryl’s tone of voice almost had a begging quality to it. I obliged and inserted my forefinger. I began paying more attention to fucking her pussy with my fingers so I let go of her nipple. My fingers worked their way in and out of her pussy slowly, slow enough for Sheryl to look down at me and say, “Quit being such a Goddamn tease!”I smiled and increased my pace, fucking her faster, placing my free hand on her breast and squeezing. My thumb found it’s way onto her clit and started to massage it. It was only a short amount of time before she proclaimed, “I’m…I’m…c…cumming!” Her back arched up and her breathing became quick and shallow, I continued working my fingers in and out of her. She took her hand and stopped mine before falling on her back completely. She took deep breaths and sighed. I took out my fingers which were sopping wet with her juices and fluids and crawled up to her face. She looked like a sleeping angel, eyes shut gently and breathing very slowly. I couldn’t help to play the joker so I honked her nose twice. When she opened her eyes they looked like a cross between terror and absolute anger. She jabbed me in the ribs with her elbow.”Ah!”"You’re so inconsiderate sometimes!”"Well, yeah…But it’s funny.” She sighed and gave me a small smile and honked my nose twice. She threw her head back onto the bed and let out a huge breath.”You’re so good…” Sheryl ran her hands over her still throbbing pussy and sighed.”Yeah…who knew?” I gave a clueless shrug and kissed her on the cheek.I still get hard thinking of that night. Sheryl’s an amazing woman that never had any problems getting my blood pumping. I pulled into the driveway of Sheryl’s house, she had house sitting duties while her parents were away in Malibu, away from the snowy landscape of Virginia. As I exited the car, Christmas present in tow, I noticed all the small décor additions to the house. Multi-colored lights were wrapped around each column holding up the porch’s roof, a traditional wreath on the door, and a festive doormat with “Happy Holidays” embroidered on it.I rang the doorbell a bit and waited. Moments later, Sheryl opened the door, dressed in a Christmas sweater decorated in various snowflake designs, an old pair of blue jeans frayed here and there, and reindeer slippers. “Feeling festive?” I brushed off stray snowfall from my shoulders and entered her abode. The house was kept very clean thanks to a daily maid, Sheryl’s parents both retired early and were living comfortably. Most of the time they were out on cruises or vacations to exotic areas leaving Sheryl to keep the house kept. I removed my boots and looked up at Sheryl again, who had conjured up a Santa hat.”‘Tis the season.” She bopped the hat’s top and led me into the living room where she had a fire going. There was a small Christmas tree kept in the corner decorated simply.”Now who’s that for?” Sheryl pointed to the present under my arm.”Well, there’s two people in this room and I think it would be shallow to carry a present from me to me.” She fought back a laugh and saved the moment, “Aw Henry…You shouldn’t have!”"Sure I should! ‘Tis the season and all.” We sat down on the couch and I handed the present to her. Looking at her face made me smile, there was always that same gleam in everyone’s eyes when they received a present on Christmas eve.”Don’t open it yet…” I pointed to the clock hanging above the fireplace. She frowned and sighed and placed the present on the floor. Her head fell onto my shoulder and her hands rested on my thigh. We both stared at the fire. Sounds of crackling and roar enveloped the room when I put my hand on top of hers and looked at her. I was the first to break the silence.”Got any marshmallows?” She burst into a small laugh and gave me a playful shove. I took her into my arms and rested my head on top of hers. Her hair smelt like raspberry and banana.”Can you use your shampoo in smoothies too?”"You’re such an idiot.” She escaped my grasp and rested her head on my lap. Her perfect blue eyes staring at me.”Maybe so…but I’m an idiot in love! So that makes it OK.” I traced her lips with my finger and being the evil person she is, she bit.”Ouch!” I yanked my finger from her mouth and shook it, all the while still staring at her eyes, which had taken on a mischievous look.”You sure it hurt that bad?” I looked at my finger and put on a grim face, “It can get infected!”"Give it here.” She took my finger and kissed all around the tip. “Feel better?”"Well, I don’t know…” She slowly inserted my finger into her mouth. I felt her tongue work its way all around the whole length of the finger, all the while she kept staring intensely into my eyes. When she finished, she popped the finger out of her mouth and licked her lips.”What about now?” I didn’t say anything, I didn’t have to, the erection in my pants did all the talking. Sheryl lifted her head and looked at the bulge that had grown in my pants. “Well, I guess so.” I gave an embarrassed look and looked to the side.”You shouldn’t be ashamed, we’ve had so much fun with it before.” A lusty look took over her eyes and she rose up and kissed me full on. I wrapped a hand to the back of her neck and pulled her closer, my other running through her shimmering locks. Sheryl’s warm hands found their way under my shirt and running across my chest. We moved from sitting to her lying on top, Sheryl removed her top and bra exposing her chest to me. We kissed again, as her bare breasts touched my chest, it felt as if my hard on was growing even more. She leaned close to my ear and in a breath she whispered, “How about we let him have a go?” I felt her hand on my cock, stroking it through the cloth. Too overcome with sensation, I merely nodded.Sheryl knelt down from the couch and undid my pants as I waited in eager anticipation to what she had planned. She pulled my boxers and pants off in one swift pull, revealing my manhood to her. Sheryl smiled as it bobbed up and down for a moment and then just finally stood still. She licked her lips as if they were sticky with honey, her left hand reaching between her legs and rubbing slowly.Finally, she grasped it and gave it a stroke, I moaned inadvertently and sighed. Her blue eyes locking with mine before she finally enveloped my cock in her mouth. I drew in a breath and leaned my head onto the couch’s arm and Sheryl went to town. Her tongue ran along the length of my cock dripping saliva as she went. I looked down at her and she gazed at me again, a moment later, she had taken me whole down her throat. Gasping at my surprise I leapt up, fucking her throat. To my surprise, I hadn’t heard a gag. In fact, Sheryl looked up and gave me an approving look.She took my hand and had me sitting upright again, positioning herself on her knees. I put my hands on the back of her head and she started blowing me again. Soon, she had stopped moving her head on her own and let me control her. At first I didn’t really want to, I was too preoccupied looking at her face. Sure, her mouth was wrapped around my cock and her hair was a bit messy, but I don’t believe I had seen anything more erotic than what lay before my eyes now.My eyes moved down to her breasts, they were so inviting and greeting to me. I couldn’t control myself any longer as I lifted her head from my cock and laid her down onto the floor and began to fondle and suck on her tits. Surprised, Sheryl laughed as she lay her head on to the floor.”What’s gotten into you?” She asked, resting her hands under her head. Breaking off my attack on her breasts, I looked up and replied, “Well, they just look so damn hot.” I widened my eyes and gave a stupid grin and looked at her breasts, which were wobbling as she breathed. Sheryl giggled and sighed, “I don’t understand how anybody could tire from you.” She was referring to my unusual lack of friends. I rested my head on her chest and listened to her rapid heartbeat. We lay there for who knows how long, I rubbed her stomach and she played with my hair. I had lost my erection, but still felt the need to fuck, Sheryl did too, in what I read in her eyes.Gradually, I began moving my hand from down to her stomach closer to her pussy. She felt my hand edging closer and closer and let out a small laugh, “Ready to go again?” I smiled and slid a finger into her pussy. Sheryl let loose a giggle that turned to a moan, “Quite the romantic aren’t we, Henry?” I did nothing but plant a kiss on her stomach. My lips moved slowly from there to her pussy, wet, and void of hair. Her taste was sweet, her aroma intoxicating.Not to be one to brag, but I do have a skilled tongue. I prodded and licked her pussy until all I ever heard were the sounds of her moans and whimpers. “More…more…” Her whispers had not gone unanswered, I placed my hands under her lovely bottom, lifting up her lower half. I had began licking and pleasuring her with a will she had not felt before. On my knees now, I looked down towards her. Her hands rubbing all over herself, cupping and squeezing her breasts. It was a sight that was incredibly erotic and my erection had returned. Soon, her body was quivering uncontrollably, forcing her pussy towards my mouth. I obliged by stroking her with my tongue harder, her shaking grew in intensity and her moans turned to small screams until she finally had been able to say, “I’m cumming…don’t stop…more!” Her orgasm was powerful, shaking her until she fell to the floor, breathless. Sheryl lie there, limp, eyes shut, and breathing slowly. I knelt there, slightly surprised at her present condition.I approached her face, her hair was messy and a small sheen of sweat covered her whole body. Her chest flushed red. I leaned toward her face and patted her cheek, “Hello…? Anybody home?” Sheryl’s eyes darted open and the next thing I know her hands were on the back of my head and lips were on hers. We kissed with an intensity that I never encountered before. When she released me from the vice grip she had on my head, I opened my eyes and smiled at her, “Well hi to you too.” Sheryl planted a kiss on my cheeks and sighed.”That was…it was…whew.” She took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around me, I rolled over and lay on the bottom. Her breasts pushing into me with her body weight was enough to awake another erection out of me, pushing past and against the inside of her thigh and resting against the wet opening of her pussy. Sheryl looked down to me, her hair foreshadowing her face, but I could tell she had a smile on her face. She rose up onto her knees and threw her hair back, her hands moving down from her collarbone, over her breasts and stomach down to my cock. Taking it in her hand, she guided it toward the opening of her welcoming pussy. She took in a breath and then slowly sitting down on top of me.Her warm pussy was still tight, I fought off the immediate desire to cum inside of her, wanting to savor this moment as long as I could. She grinded me slowly, easing herself back and forth, cupping her breasts and throwing her hair back. I looked up at her and saw her eyes looking back into mine, her blue eyed gaze piercing me through and through and she began to rock back and forth faster. I planted my hands on her ass and helped her move, squeezing her cheeks incessantly.I sat up and got on top of her, fucking her faster, her breasts jiggling with each of my pounds. With one hand under her head to support her, I placed my other on top of her right breast, squeezing it nonstop. Her nipple stayed hard and pointed in my palm. I kept on fucking her until finally I felt the familiar tightness in my balls that I had felt every time I masturbated and without hesitating, came inside her. I felt each squirt come out of me until finally I collapsed upon Sheryl, breathless and tired.My eyes were closed until I felt Sheryl’s lips on mine, her pretty blue eyes staring back at me. I smiled at her and finally said, “I think it’s time you opened your present.” I nodded toward the clock and reached over to get her present. We rolled over and she opened it, giddy as a little girl would be on Christmas morning. When her eyes saw what I had gotten her, they widened with joy and a small smile emerged. I reached up and took the small velvet covered box from her, opened it, and took the ring that lie within. I took her hand and slid it onto her ring finger, “Merry Chris…” She had not given me time to finish before she kissed me again, passionately and intently. When she let up, I gave her a small smile and sighed. She frowned for a second.”What’s the matter?” I asked.”Well…I didn’t get you anything…” I shushed her and told her, “You didn’t have to, you already gave me the thing I wanted the most, a memorable night with the woman I love.”

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Bret Leconte is 18, a high school senior. Fairly normal physically, 5′ll”, 175 pounds, brown hair and eyes. Not handsome but clean cut, average until he smiles and then he turns everyone on. A decent high school athlete, he was a receiver in football, is the left fielder in baseball. Correction, was the left fielder. Today, in chemistry class, he messes up big and mixes the wrong two items. The beaker starts getting very hot and he holds it with both hands as he hurries to a sink, oohing about his hands burning. Just as he gets there, the beaker finally cracks and some of the contents get on his hands and he yells out even louder. The teacher immediately treats his hands with baking soda. The office calls the paramedics and he’s taken to the hospital while his mother is called. The result is, both hands are bandaged for at least a week and perhaps up to two. It’s expected he’ll have a full recovery but in the meantime he can’t do much of anything.At home, his mother undresses him, gets him into a robe, hand feeds him dinner. His Dad and younger sister watch and commiserate. Later, she decides to help him take a shower. She decides to remain dressed and just reach into the shower and wash him as he turns, keeping his hands out of the water.Elaine, his mother, hadn’t really seen Bret naked for years. Probably not since bathing him at 3 or 4 years old. Bret had developed a need for both privacy and being allowed to do things on his own. So she was in for a bit of a shock at how big he’d become.The other thing about Elaine is her personal history. When she was Bret’s age she started her sexual discoveries. She had decided that of all the prime instincts of humans, sex was number one. And the number one representation of sex, in her mind, was an erect male penis. So she checked out as many as possible. She handled them, moved to hand jobs and making them cum. Then to tasting them, sucking them and making them cum. A mouthful of sperm was a desirable sexy result. She developed a reputation in high school. So, at college, she became more selective.She spent months with one guy, sucking only him. He led her into the next step, which was taking his cock into her vagina. And she loved that. When they broke up she found another guy for some months. Through two years of college she probably sucked and fucked a half dozen guys, normally not actually getting active until they had dated a short while. Well, she did relapse a couple times and suck off complete strangers that just looked sexy. But whatever, she retained her love for a good, stiff cock.Then she met Bret’s Dad, Bob. After a few dates they got naked and she sucked him and, for the first time ever in her life, he went down on her her. Wow, this was something new. Something terrific. Oral sex on her. She found a keeper. Besides he had a lovely big cock. A little over a year later, she was pregnant with what became Bret. They married and she graduated from college seven months pregnant .The result is, almost twenty years later she still weighs about the same, has the same sexy body. She’s still with him and his is the only erect cock she’s experienced for all that time. And she’s experienced it plenty. They may not be as active sexually as they were at first but they still get at it, usually resulting in a couple orgasms each, several times a week. She still sees sex as a main principle of life.So, she’s washing Bret and eventually gets to his cock and balls. He gets an erection. A beautiful, delicious looking erection that may even be slightly bigger than his Dad’s. She has her hand around it and is almost hypnotized looking at it, ready to lean forward and start swallowing it. And it hits her. This is my son. My baby. I can’t. She immediately lets go and draws back. “Just rinse off,” she says.He realizes he has a boner and apologizes. “Sorry, Mom, I couldn’t help it.”"It’s o.k., Bret. I understand males. It happens. Just rinse off and I’ll dry you.”While she’s drying him his erection stays. “Mom, I’m sorry. I don’t want it to happen, it just does. I can’t control it.”She’s well aware of the erection. Maybe spends a little too long fondling him with the towel as she dries. “Don’t worry about it, Bret. I understand.” But she’s feeling both a little excited and a little guilty that she’s so interested in his truly lovely big cock. Her husband’s going to get attacked tonight.That evening, Bret’s girl friend, Diane, stops by to visit. They’ve been going together for over a year. She’s definitely one of the finer girls at school. Blonde, blue eyes, more cute that beautiful, with a killer body. 5′4″ tall, perhaps 105 pounds. Great breasts. Not DD’s at all but firm and full and standing up, all out front. On her slight, slim body they look large. She has almost no waist leading down to a great butt. A firm, full, round ass, sitting up high. Long legs. Shapely, slim legs that account for a little over half her height. And she’s no softy, has been a starter on the girls’ soccer team for three years, so she’s solid inside that luscious body.Later, as she’s leaving, Elaine follows her out the door and talks to her on the front walk. “Diane, have you and Bret had sex?”Diane is surprised. In fact, they had not. Not yet. They’ve each given the other orgasms with their hands. And she sure wants to go further, has even gone on the pill in anticipation. But why is his mother asking? “Why are you asking,” she comes up with as her reply.Elaine appears embarrassed. “Oh, well, it’s just that Bret can’t do anything for himself. He needs assistance for everything. And I helped him shower and I think he was embarrassed to have me see him naked. And he, uh, well, got so big, and, uh, well I’m not sure I’m the right one to, uh, I mean really bigger than his Dad even, so I thought maybe he wouldn’t be embarrassed if you, uh, well, maybe this isn’t really a good idea.”So maybe I can help him do a lot of things?”"Yes,” sounding very relieved to find a way out of this conversation, ‘That’s it, maybe you can help him with, uh, well, whatever. Well, thanks for stopping by, I’m sure Bret appreciated it.”The next day, as school lets out, Bret comes out the door and sees Diane waiting for him. He grins. He always grins when he sees her, so happy that for some reason she’s dating him instead of someone else. He really likes her. A lot. She’s perfect. And she grins when she sees him, for pretty much the same reasons. She likes him a lot, they get along great. Both want to kiss but don’t since so many others are all around them. She puts her arm around his waist and says, “I’m coming home with you.”"That’s great,” he answers, putting his arm around her shoulders. “What brought this on?”"Well, your hands are wrapped and you can’t use them for anything. You need help. Your mother talked to me last night after I saw you and pretty much asked me to help. Besides, this way we’ll have a couple hours alone together. Your sister’s at track practice and your parents are working.”"My Mom asked you to help me?”"Well, not exactly. It was kind of odd. She said that she thought you were embarrassed having her see you naked while taking a shower. Maybe you wouldn’t be embarrassed having me see you. Actually she didn’t say it just like that but I think that was the idea. And of course, I’d love to see you naked, be naked with you, maybe do a lot more.”"You want to do more?”"Well, sure, don’t you?”"I’ve wanted to so much I can hardly stand it. But I didn’t want to push you into anything you weren’t ready for.”"Oh, I’m ready. More than ready. Have been for weeks. I thought maybe you weren’t.”"Well then I’m glad my Mom talked with you but I’m surprised she would suggest this. I mean, she’s saying we should have sex?”Diane grinned. “No, she didn’t ask me to have sex with you. I’m the one asking that we get naked for a couple hours and see what happens. It was an odd conversation. Did you get a hard-on in the shower.”"Oh, I did. I was embarrassed. I apologized. A really big one that wouldn’t go away. She actually had hold of it for a while as she washed me.”"Yeah,” Diane answers, thinking of the conversation. There’s something in this that I’m not figuring out. “Well, it’s going to be my turn soon and you’ll have no need to apologize.”As they started into Bret’s house, he says, “I really have to go. I’ve been holding it the last couple classes and I’m about to wet my pants.”"Well, let’s get to a toilet quick,” Diane says and they hurry up the stairs to the bathroom between Bret’s bedroom and his sister’s. Diane gets hold of his zipper and pulls it down and reaches in with one hand to find his penis.”You don’t h ave to, Diane,’ he starts to say.”How else can you do this? You can’t grab it and it’s not like I’ve never touched it before,” she says as she pulls it out and holds it. “Wow,” she adds, “You went from dead soft to full hard in two seconds. Can I push this down enough to aim it at the toilet?”"I can’t help it. Your grabbing it did it, it’s beyond my control and, yes, you can push it around to aim it but I’m not sure I can piss when I’m hard.”Diane has her hand fully around his cock and has it aimed at the toilet. “Well give it a try, see if you can.” It turns out he can, and the pee comes out in a strong stream and keeps coming for a long time, something like twenty seconds or so. “Gee, this is interesting,” she says, holding his cock and feeling the urine stream through it. “I’ve never done this before. I like it.” The stream stops and she shakes his cock a couple times. “I heard some where that shaking it more than twice is playing with it and I guess I can get away with that better than you can,” she tells him grinning and still holding it, still hard. “It makes me realize that I need to go, too.”With that, she unbuttons her shorts, and pulls them and her panties down and sits on the seat. Bret just watches and then can hear the sound of her stream joining his in the pot and can actually see the movement of the urine way down in between her legs. “I’ve never seen a girl do that before, so it’s a first for both of us.”"Well, we do, all of us,” she adds, “and we do more than that and probably smell just as bad as guys. It’s human, that’s all.” With that, she reaches and grabs some toilet tissues and wipes herself and then reaches to flush the toilet. She stands up but bends over to get a shoe off and then the other, then pulls her shorts and panties off her feet. Naked from the waist down, except for her socks, she heads into the bedroom. “C’mon, Bret, lets get you undressed and ready for a shower.”In the bedroom, the sexy blonde, still naked from the waist down, starts getting Bret’s clothes off. His shoes, socks, pants, underwear. “How long can you stay big and hard like that?” she asks as she holds his cock and moves her hand back and forth. Then she unbuttons his shirt and helps pull his undershirt over his head. As soon as he’s naked, she takes off her top and bra and, once they’re both naked, puts her arms around him, presses up against him and looks up to be kissed. His cock is forced up, pressed against her stomach as he get his arms around her and kisses her. They lick each other’s tongues. “I don’t want to stop but we better get you into the shower before we get any more involved.”She leads him back into the e bathroom, opens the door to the e shower stall and gets the water running. While they wait for it to get hot she wraps herself up against him and they kiss some more. As they finally break, she starts pushing him into the shower, “Keep your hands out or up so the bandages don’t get wet. Does your hair need washed?”He agrees it does and she gets in next to him. It;s fairly tight and their bodies are always in contact one place or another as she gets him wet and uses shampoo on his hair and gets him under to rinse it out. She then starts with a bar of soap and her bare hands, washing his body. “You’ve got a great body, Bret. Very sexy.”"Me? You have the sexiest body I’ve ever seen.” he replies.She washes his face, his chest, his stomach and then has him turn and does his back. She keeps telling him when and how to move and he obeys. She gets kneeled down in the tight space and does his butt and legs, then has him turn. She then washes his feet and up his legs and then his balls and cock. He’s still hard. “I’ve never really felt your balls that much before,” she says as she fondles them and washes. And I’ve never really got a look at this big cock of yours.” She slides her hand on his erection as she washes. “It’s almost scary thinking that huge thing is supposed to fit inside me.” She then has him back up some as she gets everything rinsed off and clean.But she keeps hold of his cock. “It’s about the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” she says, then leans forward slightly and kisses the head. She sticks her tongue out and, bending her neck and getting her head to the side, licks it. “I’ve watched girls on the internet do this and I’ve waited a long time to try it myself.” She gets her lips around the head and licks and sucks and slowly takes more and more into her mouth. She has to spread her mouth wide to get it in and she licks and sucks and moves her fingers ahead of her lips as she gets more than half of it inside her mouth. She grips it tight with her lips and slides back, letting it come loose. “I like this,” she says just before swallowing it again, licking and sucking and using her fingers to slightly masturbate him.She starts moving her head back and forth, gripping him tightly with her mouth as she licks and sucks and hums a happy sound. Bret is watching her with an odd look on his face, partly amazement and partly pure lust, loving the feel of what she’s doing to him. Surprising him almost as much as her, he cums. He shoots off a major load, right into her mouth. She moves her head back quickly, glances up at him and then back at his cock as it shoots off more, onto her face, with some going on a breast. Perhaps she thinks but perhaps it’s pure reflex and she quickly gets her mouth back around it and gets the head into her mouth as a final shot fills her mouth. She swallows as she takes as much as she can into her mouth and then, gripping it with her lips, slides back the length, milking it, and then off. She just stares at the now very red cock, still mostly hard, and grins and then looks up. “I liked that. You surprised me, I shouldn’t have pulled loose. Next time I won’t. It’s all pretty sexy.” She stands and uses her hands and the running water to clean his cum off her face and breast.She turns off the water, gets him out of the stall, grabs a towel and starts drying him. She moves around him, telling him to lift his arms then his legs, dries him thoroughly, then uses another towel to do herself. “O.k. sexy, lets get back to the bed,” she tells him She helps him onto the bed and onto his back. She then climbs up over him and lays out, fully on top of him, her body pressing into him. “Did you like that?” she asks after kissing him. “Is there some way I could do it better? If there’s something you’d like, just let me know, I’ll do it different next time.”He has his arms around her as much as he can. “It was the sexiest thing that’s ever happened to me. You were fantastic, I can’t imagine it being done any better. I mean, it’s obvious you really wanted to. I’d love to do the same for you but these darn hands don’t let me do what I’d like”She kisses him again, wiggling her body on him so he can feel her shape against him. “I’ll handle that,” she says. She moves up on him to get her knees on either side of him and then leans over his head and gets her breast on his face. “Just start licking and kissing and tasting me because it’s your turn, now.” She slowly moves ahead slightly to get a breast, hanging loose, to his mouth. She uses her hand to aim her nipple right into his mouth. “Lick and suck. Ah, yeah, just like that.” She smiles, enjoying the feeling, then pulls back some and moves to get her other breast to him, again using her hand to get the nipple into his mouth. She pulls her breast loose by sitting back slightly and slides up a little more, letting him kiss her stomach, lick her navel. “Okay, lover, now for the real thing,” she says and moves her knees forward to get her pussy right at his face.She’s sitting on his face, her knees on either side of him. As he licks she moves her body, aiming his tongue where she wants it, into her vagina, then up and down her slit, then finally to her cit. “Work on that shape, Bret,” she tells him. “Use your tongue, suck on it, and don’t stop.” She looks up, concentrating her mind on what his tongue and lips are doing to her. She takes a breast in each hand and starts pulling on her nipples. “Yeah, yeah, like that. More. More.” she almost yells. Her sounds turn into a gargle or light scream, “aargh” and her body almost jumps and Bret can feel her juices coming onto his face. She sits even tighter onto him, her weight on him, then lifts up and back. She almost jumps back until she can lay back onto him and kiss him again, her hands on his chest. “I really liked that. I hope you did, too because I want you to do that to me a lot.”"Gladly, it’s as sexy as possible,” he tells her between kisses. “And I hope you liked sucking me because I want you to do that a lot, too.”She can feel his cock, hard again, under her body. She does a slight push up, repositioning herself so her pussy sits right on his cock, pressing it against his abdomen. She slides her hips to move her pussy back and forth, feeling it against her clit. She smiles and looks at him and then kisses him, sliding her body as they kiss, so her pussy is almost masturbating him. She slides a little more forward and can feel the head of his cock right at her vagina. Looking off, her concentration internal, she maneuvers her body slightly so that the head pushes it’s way slightly into her. She then looks down at Bret and gives him a very dirty, lusty grin. She starts pushing her body back, taking more and more into her.She can feel it hit her insides. It’s in enough that she can actually lift her upper body up on her arms and then use her weight and arms to punch her body back, shoving his cock into her, rupturing her hymen. She makes a face and and an “ow” and then looks down at him and pushes herself back more and more, watching him as he fills her. “This is it, isn’t it?” she asks, “The real thing.” She starts moving her hips, moving him inside her. She sits up even more and slowly begins to move faster and further, riding up him and then down again.Her breasts are bouncing and her breath is doing an “uh” with every stroke of her body. Bret reaches to her and gets a hand to her clit and uses a finger to massage her as she bounces and bang against him. “Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” she says each time her body lands on him and his cock goes fully up into her. She slams down on him and her insides start pulsing, grabbing his cock, as she goes into orgasm and starts leaking fluid. The action inside her triggers Bret and he shoots another load into her.She collapses onto him, perspiration showing on her face, They kiss. His cock softening, still in her. “I love you,” he says, his arms around her. “This is all amazing.”She kisses him again. “It is, isn’t it,?” she replies softly. She just lays there for a minute, then pulls back some, his cock coming out. She starts to sit up. “Oh, wow,” she says quickly, “everything in me is starting out. I’ve got to clean up. She jumps off him and with her hand between her legs, runs into the bathroom. A few minutes later she comes out with a washcloth and cleans Bret’s genital area some, even wiping up the worst of the mess on the bed. “We’re going to need to wash these sheets before I go home,” she says, then climbs back on top of him, laying on him so they can kiss some more.

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