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This is actually my first story. Thanks for Reading…………

Kaylie had just pulled her sweater over her truly miraculous chest and was smoothing her pleated skirt across her heavy thighs when Payson stopped in front of her locker and whispered, “I don’t know why, but your mom is in Mrs. Tanner’office and they want to see you right away!!!” “My mom, here,” Kaylie asked nervously, “what in the world is she doing with Mrs. Tanner!?!” ” I dunno,” Payson replied, “but if I were you I’d get my ass in there pronto, you know how she hates having to ask for something twice!!!” That was for sure, the forty something gym teacher had a hair trigger that didn’t take a lot to set it off, so after grabbing her books and tossing her wet towel into the hamper, she made an audible gulping sound and headed off to Mrs. Tanner’s private office at the rear of the locker room!!!
Even before she entered the small windowless office Kaylie knew there was trouble brewing simply from the ashen look on her mother’s face, so after taking a deep breath she strode in and asked evenly, “You wanted to see me, Mrs. Tanner?” “Yes I do,” the gym teacher replied. “Sit down, please, I was just explaining to your mother why I requested her presence at this meeting, now where was I!?!” “Uh, you were saying something about Kaylie’s undergarments,” Joanne Reeves replied, “that they weren’t supportive enough…..” “That’s correct,” Lauren Tanner replied, “what your daughter calls a bra is nothing more than a piece of lycra being asked to perform an impossible task, and if I do say so, I think that you have been completely derelict in your duties as a mother!” Joanne Reeves’ face turned a bright shade of red and after collecting her thoughts stammered, “W-why I never, the absolute gall, I have a mind to march right over to the principal’s office and report your behavior!!!” Kaylie had never seen her mother get so excited and upset in her life, but what happened next was even more stunning as out of nowhere Mrs. Tanner lashed out with the back of her right hand, catching a totally surprised Joanne flush on the cheek accompanied by the harsh reprimand, “Don’t you ever threaten me again, do I make myself clear, believe me you will live to regret it!”

It was at that moment that both Kaylie and her mother realized that they were at Lauren Tanner’ mercy, so with tears welling up in her eyes Joanne Reeves replied softly, “I-I understand, I’m sorry!!!” “That’s better,” a slightly placated Lauren answered evenly, “now, to make my point I want Kaylie to remove her clothing except for her bra and panties, and I mean right now!” Kaylie looked helplessly at her mother for assistance, but instead of a helping hand all she got was a blank stare which indicated that she was on her own! Still a little stunned at the sudden turn of events, she was jolted back to reality when Lauren Tanner’ sharp voice demanded, “Are you going to strip or do I have to do it for you, young lady?” “Uh no,” Kaylie replied softly while undoing her blouse, “I was just thinking that’s all!!!” “Don’t think, just do,” Lauren shot back while she folded her arms across her huge chest as she watched the buxom eighteen year old struggle out of her skirt leaving her standing there in a skimpy bra and panties!

With Kaylie’s 215 pound body shivering under the intense gaze of her teacher, Mrs. Tanner asked Joanne Reeves, “So, do you see anything wrong here, I mean with your daughter’s appearance or with her attire? ” “Uh, should I,” Joanne fairly whispered, “she looks fine to me!?!” Oh, really,” Lauren retorted, “I would hazard a guess that Kaylie has a 42 DDD-cup sized bust, and that that skimpy little bra is doing absolutely nothing to offer support for such large breasts, it’s not only bad for her breasts it makes her look like a slut!” Joanne just shrugged her shoulders and replied, “If she’s comfortable I don’t see any reason to get so bent out of shape over it!!!” Again the back of lauren’s hand connected squarely with Joanne’s cheek along with the cruel retort, “Don’t ever use that tone with me again, I’ve just about had it with your sassy mouth, now do you see anything else we should be concerned about?” Now on the verge of tears, all Joanne could do was shake her head no while rubbing her burning cheek with her hand, after which Lauren turned her attention to Kaylie by asking the same question! Not wanting to get the same treatment as her mother, Kaylie just bowed her head replied, “Uh, no ma’am, I don’t.” Now totally exasperated Lauren ordered, “Just look at your panties, a girl your size needs decent sized undies, but instead of a pair of useful panties, you’re wearing a tiny pair of bikinis that barely cover your fat pussy let alone your big ass and thighs, it’s a disgrace!” “And to make matters even worse your pubic hair is clearly visible around your leg openings!” Tears began to fill Kaylie’s eyes as the evil mouthed teacher berated her, but when Mrs. Tanner reached out and literally ripped off her panties and bra, she began sobbing uncontrollably while her huge tits shook back and forth and her fat bottom jiggled like a bowl of Jell-o!

Mrs. Tanner stared at the sobbing youngster for a few moments with her hard grey eyes and spat, “I can see that a demonstration is in order, so if you’ll stop bawling I’ll show you what a well built woman should be wearing!” Both mother and daughter then sat gaps jawed while the stern mistress began removing her own clothes! When she was finally down to her bra and panties, Lauren Tanner offered, “Now this is the type of bra Kaylie should be wearing at all times, it is under wired and definitely designed to handle even the largest chest, and as for my panties, you can plainly see that I’m wearing a tiny thong bikini but not one strand of hair is to be seen!!!” Both Joanne and Kaylie stared at the incredibly muscular woman, and just as she was about to comment, Lauren Tanner slipped off her bra, and within only a matter of several seconds, she reached down and shoved her tiny panties down around her ankles, exposing one of the fattest pussy either of them had ever seen in their lives!!! It was Kaylie who gasped at the sight of Lauren’s oversized organ, and it wasn’t just her full lips that had shocked her young eyes, but also a gigantic clit that stood out obscenely between the folds of her labia, practically begging to be sucked by anyone who was available!!!

“You were saying,” Carla asked Kaylie softly!?! “Uh, nothing,” Kaylie stammered, “it’s just that I’ve never seen anything quite like it before, I mean your clitoris is much bigger that anything I’ve ever seen………..!!!” Lauren’s lips puffed up and separated slightly while Joanne and Kaylie ogled her incredible pussy, and as a line of dew formed along her crack she replied thickly, “I took steroids to build muscle mass and a side affect was an enlarged clitoris, and even after I stopped taking the drugs my clit stayed just like you see it, huge and engorged!!!” Kaylie had absentmindedly began fondling her own breasts and looked on in rapt fascination. Lauren Tanner calmly stood in front of her mother and after sighing deeply, took the stunned woman’s head in her hands and guided her mouth to her gaping sex while ordering, “Okay, bitch, now take care of Lauren’s big clitty for her, suck it, and I mean fucking now!!!”

Kaylie had never seen the look that was on her mother’s face at that very moment, whether it was resignation or revulsion, she couldn’t be quite sure, but whatever it was couldn’t save her from towering blonde with the huge chest and the bionic cunt, because seconds later her mouth was attached to Lauren’s yawning mow and sucking her for all she was worth!!! “Your mama has a nice tongue,” Lauren moaned softly to Kaylie, “we’re gonna have to make this a weekly exercise, she comes to my office and sucks me off, just like the hot mouthed whore that she is!!!” Kaylie hates hearing her mother referred to as a whore, but watching her slurp and suck the big dyke’s overheated pussy was creating a fury in her own loins that was now becoming impossible to hide!!! Lauren had taken one of her own big boobs and was sucking it intently while Joanne worked her tongue up and down her super engorged clit, and just seeing her mother’s lips pressed against her teacher’s cunt was more than she could take, so without a moment’s hesitation she began furiously fingering her hairy pussy like a sex crazed maniac out of control!!! Joanne caught a glimpse of her daughter burying three fingers into her drooling snatch, and although she was trying to fight the feeling, watching her daughter masturbate while she orally satisfied the big titted blonde was driving her absolutely up the fucking wall!!!

“Look at your little girl, slut,” Lauren said through clenched teeth, “she’s jerking’ her fucking pussy like there’s no tomorrow, it’s just mother like daughter I always say, now suck me harder bitch!!! Joanne was in such a state of sexual arousal that she slid her hand up under her skirt and began masturbating like a maniac. At first Lauren was so wrapped up in her own cum she hadn’t even noticed what Joanne was up to, but when she felt her moaning loudly into her bare pussy she sensed right away that the hot mouthed mother was about to have an orgasm of her own!!! While Joanne and Kaylie were madly fingering their wet bulging pussies, Lauren gasped as an orgasm of brutal proportions began overtaking her, so in a wavering voice she ordered, “O-okay, pussies, i-it’s now or never, so let’s cum together!!!” The hot pussied mother-daughter duo didn’t have to be asked twice, so as Lauren’s huge vagina convulsed out of control in Joanne’s wide open mouth, Kaylie and her mother both erupted in climaxes that left them shaking and spent as they both slid to the floor with their fingers still buried deep in their hairy cunts!!!

It seemed like forever before any of them could even make a move, but finally Lauren struggled to her feet and plopped down on her chair with her legs still splayed wide open as her huge clitoris throbbed insistently in anticipation of another cum!!! “O-oh my god,” Joanne sighed softly, “that was unbelievable!!!” “Ohhhhhhh yes, mother,” Kaylie replied while still absentmindedly fingering her still twitching pussy, “that was just incredible!!!” Lauren gazed over at the two hot bitches and offered, “Now, next week I want you both back here with your pussies shaved and wearing nice big heavy duty bras, am I making myself clear!?!” Both mother and daughter looked at each other and replied almost in unison, “Perfectly, Mrs. Tanner, perfectly!!!”

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Donna’s move back to her small-town home proves to be fun

Donna’s Lesbian Circle
by BrettJ © 2010

At first, Donna Rayburn thought moving to the small community would be the death of her. Boredom would be her constant companion and if there was one thing Donna could not abide, it was boredom.

The long-legged 30-year old brunette had fought a war on tedium since she was a young age. Her mother always told Donna she was smarter and prettier than her classmates and Donna had no problem believing it. She stood out in a crowd by 11, by 13; she was almost her current height of 5’11”. She had a figure that stopped traffic at a young age. She was a straight-A student and very popular with her classmates, but dated rarely. Boys followed her with their tongues hanging out, but Donna wasn’t interested. She knew there was something better for her out there.

Her mother encouraged to use her best assets – her beauty first and her brains, second. Donna was a pragmatist; she entered beauty contests by the boatload and won a few. The last one she didn’t win, she walked away with one of the biggest prizes … she hooked one of the judges.

Ken Rayburn was a successful man who had become a millionaire by the time he was 30. Many companies used his office programs and he was well-known as a philanthropist. Where Ken had not been successful was in his private life. Ken had dated many attractive and sometimes infamous women, but at 40, he remained single. Some of his relationships had flamed out spectacularly.

Donna got a good look at Judge’s Row and sized things up nicely. She was determined not to blow it, she oozed the charm and sensuality she had in her arsenal and directed it at the newly-single Ken. His last relationship had burned out in the Tabloids, so she knew just what pitfalls to avoid.

Ken waited a week before calling her and asking her to dinner. She put him off a bit, played the game and when she finally agreed to go out with him, Donna played it coy. She kept him on the line for a month before sleeping with him.

It was unspectacular sex, but Donna had never found a man that could give her the blistering, mind-numbing orgasms she craved, the kind some of her girlfriends raved about. She liked Ken and came to, in her own way, adore him. But she would have been content to maintain a casual relationship and not go beyond that.

That wasn’t going to cut it for Ken. He wanted a life-time companion and he wanted a full-on life. Donna felt as if she was being backed against a wall, but as her mother constantly told her, her brains were her second-best asset. She did some heavy thinking and knew what to do to assuage her suitor.

She made a counter-proposal to Ken. She would marry him and be his companion, she’d think about children at a future date, but at 25, that option was off the table. For the first years of their marriage, she wanted to take advantage of having a multi-millionaire for a husband. She wanted to see the world and take advantage of all the benefits wealth could provide for them both.

Ken had no issue with that … he’d been rich for quite some time now, but he could understand how someone like Donna, from humble circumstances, would need to see other sights. He liked her hometown and actually could see himself living there someday. Ken had never liked New York or the hustle and bustle he had grown up in.

Donna saw the world, she got a chance to be photographed in some very posh settings and she met very interesting people. It was one of those “interesting” people who pointed out the reason for Donna’s discontent with her marriage.

Donna had confessed to her friend Lea over Martini’s at a well-known nightclub in New York that she had never enjoyed an orgasm with her husband. “In fact, I’ve never had an orgasm with any man,” Donna sighed as she poured out her life story to Lea. She was just inebriated enough to let down her guard, for normally, Donna kept her cards close.

“Darling, have you ever wondered if perhaps you play for the other team?” Lea asked her candidly.

“What? Oh no, I’m no lesbian … I like men,” Donna told her.

“You might like them, but I don’t think you desire them,” Lea countered. “I’ve been sitting here for the past 45 minutes and you’ve told me about all these men you’ve been with, several of them were attractive or intelligent and successful, yet not one of them has satisfied you? Don’t you find that a bit odd?”

“I honestly hadn’t until you pointed it out, Lea,” Donna smiled. “You honestly think I might be a lesbian?”

“Either that or you’re like me, bi-sexual. I think your passions are for women, yes. If you like, I could help you find out,” Lea grinned, brushing her blonde forelock from her face and looking into Donna’s dark eyes.

“How would we do that?” Donna asked. Lea sighed.

“For such a smart young woman, you can be obtuse at times. I’m talking about our going to bed together, having sex. I’ve been interested in you for a while and I’d never have pressed it, I think this is an avenue you need to explore. If you’re willing, I’d be happy to guide you and see if this is the right path for you,” Lea offered.

“I can’t, Lea … Ken …”

“Would never know Donna, I have a lovely, spacious apartment nearby and we’re already friends. I believe you love your husband, but you’re not IN love with him. Donna, you lead an exciting life, but you’re not satisfied. Don’t you deserve more?” Lea asked in her blunt, forthright manner.

Donna nodded. “Yes, I suppose I do. I couldn’t ask for a lovelier partner and I’m not going to wait the rest of my life for sexual satisfaction, you have a good point there. All right Lea … let’s go back to your apartment, Ken is in Tokyo on business, so there’s no time like the present.”

The present led to the future. Lea played Donna’s tall, slender body like a flute, using her lips to draw sensual sounds from her new lover, making her instrument sing with pleasure. Donna had never felt so alive, as Lea’s tongue plucked at her nipples, slathered through the walls of her cunt and slithered all over her body, Donna came to the realization that Lea had been correct. Women might just be her turn-on. Lea taught her new lover the pleasures a woman could provide and was a wonderful instructor who taught Donna how to pleasure as well.

Lea had wonderful friends who were quite willing and able to share their bodies with Lea and Donna, either together or solo. Lea enjoyed the company of Vicca, Francesca, Anita, Felecia and many others. She was happier in her marriage and more content with Ken, even though she still couldn’t enjoy sex with him. Still, as long as she was able to have her liaisons, she was relatively content. The intelligence and sensuality she shared with her lovers was enough to satisfy the needs that Ken could not.

Then, Ken dropped his bombshell. Ken wanted to slow down the pace of his life and so, he had purchased the home of one of her parent’s friends back in her hometown. He had thought she’d be happy to be near family and friends again and wasn’t at all prepared for her reaction.

They fought, the largest of their entire marriage to date. Donna screamed and yelled and ranted and raved and stomped her feet and cried. She had worked her entire life to get away from that town, that life and now Ken was dragging her back? She had no intention of going, Donna told him, in no uncertain terms. Ken countered by telling his young bride that they had been married less then 10 years and that he would be able to divorce her easily and with his team of lawyers, assure that Donna would get comparatively very little in the settlement. Donna felt defeated. She didn’t want to leave New York and all of her playmates. As usual, it was Lea who came up with the perfect solution.

They were enjoying a wonderful afternoon in Lea’s new loft, the other women would be joining them later in the evening. Ken was away putting the final touches on their upcoming move. The pair had just shared a little “afternoon delight” and Lea was stretched out alongside Donna, still enjoying the smooth planes of her lover’s form.

“I know you’re upset darling,” Lea told her friend, still trying to quell the rage within her. “But you needn’t be. You’ll still be able to travel whenever Ken is out of town, we’ll still see each other, although not as much. But it seems so simple to me … why don’t you find lovers in your new community?”

Donna tried to explain that in the small town she had grown up in, that just wasn’t likely. Lea grinned and told her not to be so foolish, opportunities were everywhere if you just knew where to look for them.

Of course, despite Donna’s objections that Lea’s theory was ridiculous, Lea proved to be absolutely right, as always.

Pretty little Ashley Forbes walked by, interrupting Donna’s reminiscing. “Was that Mr. Rayburn I saw leaving about 20 minutes ago?” Ashley asked Donna. Ashley and her mother Christina lived next door, the 16 year old was a sunshine-bright blonde who seemed perpetually happy.

“Yes, it was. He’s away on a business trip for the next little while. Don’t you have school?” Donna asked her young neighbor.

“I cut the minute I saw him leave,” Ashley said, approaching Donna. “Does this mean you’ll have time for me today?”

Donna sighed as Ashley neared her. “I suppose it does, you little scamp.” Ashley stood on tiptoe and Donna leaned over to match the 6-inch difference in their height. They kissed and the kiss grew hotter, more scandalous. “You’d better get your ass inside and in the bedroom before anyone sees you,” Donna cautioned.

Ashley giggled and ran inside, Donna watching the sway of the younger girl’s buttocks under the short tennis skirt she wore. She knew playing with the sweet nymphet was the biggest risk she had taken to date, but she was forbidden fruit and it appealed to her. She knew what she would find once she got into her bedroom and she was right. Ashley was already totally naked and fingering her neatly-trimmed, blonde cunt. “I’m soooo horny, come and get me,” Ashley sighed. Donna didn’t waste any time getting out of her clothes, she joined the petite blonde on the bed and clamped her face to Ashley’s soaked cunt. Her educated tongue elicited a howl from Ashley and the tiny blonde began to thrash about the bed. Donna knew that she was doing something she shouldn’t, but rationalized it by the fact that Ashley was of the age of consent here and it had been Ashley who had come on to her. Ashley was a true little nympho and lived for sex with other girls, she had lots of lovers her own age and she was able to lure them in by using the tricks Donna had taught her in bed. From Lea to Donna to Ashley … the lessons were passed down.

“FUCK, I missed this,” Ashley groaned as Donna came up for air. Donna leaned forward and let Ashley clean some of her own juices from Donna’s lips.

“What are you talking about, it’s only been a month?” Donna smiled as Ashley began working her way down Donna’s perfect body.

“A month away from this hot pussy of yours is too much,” Ashley moaned as her fingers began to work in and out of Donna’s pussy. Donna couldn’t believe just how fast Ashley had picked up the tricks of pleasing a woman, the little teen was a lesbian natural.

“Speaking of which, you had better pay Mom a visit, I think she needs you,” Ashley said as she began to eat Donna. Donna was gasping and couldn’t speak, but she nodded her agreement.

Ashley’s mother Christina had been an old High School acquaintance of Donna’s. Happy to have someone she knew living so close, she renewed their acquaintance and started becoming friends. Christina had once been a curvy redheaded beauty but was starting to lose her sex appeal. Donna made it her mission to help Christina get it back, they swam in Donna’s pool, joined a gym and ran or bicycled as often as they could. Within a scant number of months, Christina was as beautiful as ever, perhaps even more so. Christina had no idea Donna had an ulterior motive.

Donna found Christina’s redheaded sexuality very appealing and she wanted to see if her neighbor could be lured to the other side. With flattery, a bit of subtle conversation and some teasing, it wasn’t long before Christina was enjoying her first lesbian experience. Then her second, her third, and so forth. Christina was happily bi-sexual and enjoyed sex with her husband, but found the times with Donna far more fulfilling. She came out of her shell and began dressing more provocatively, with far more panache than she had before. Christina’s friends began to compliment her and she mentioned this to Donna.

“Everyone’s saying how sexy I look,” Christina said, her long legs were in Donna’s lap as they watched TV one afternoon. She was wearing stiletto heels and tastefully made up, the frump of months ago was long gone. “I’d love to show them why I look so sexy,” Christina confessed.

“DO it!” Donna enthused. “I won’t be jealous; I’d love to hear about you and some of those other bitches. Show them why my sexy baby is a shark for cunt and then once you get them indoctrinated, we can share!” Donna was now climbing the walls with heat, so she pulled Christina to the bedroom so her lover could put out the fires.

Donna hadn’t expected the next event in her life. Ashley walked by one afternoon and commented “My Mom looks so happy these days and she’s dressing nicer. I think I know why.” Donna was sure Ashley had no idea why, but she was wrong. Ashley approached her and said “I know you and my Mom are having sex, I can tell. It’s okay, I’m cool with it … but I want equal treatment.”

Donna protested, but it was weak. She thought Christina’s young daughter was delectable and if the teen could be discreet, she was going for it. She showed Ashley the bedroom and began her lessons that afternoon. At barely 16, Donna hadn’t expected Ashley to catch on so quickly, but she was a natural.

Ashley’s tongue was deep inside Donna’s cum; she was close to making Donna cum for a 3rd time. She moved up on was tit-to-tit against the tall brunette.

“When are we going to party?” Ashley pouted. “I have some yummy girls lined up, just say the word.”

“Soon baby, soon,” Donna said. She knew it was inevitable; Ashley wanted to share her with some of her younger friends. She was so tempted; there were a few girls that made her mouth water. Like Barbie, an exquisite little redhead who looked more like Christina than Ashley did. Latasha, a 17-year old black girl who modeled for Lingerie Catalogs. Kat, an Asian stunner who had a knowing look on her face that seemed to say she could satisfy ANY carnal desire. Donna had seen pictures of all of the girls and wanted to cave, but she thought patience was a virtue. Everything in moderation, so that Ken never found out.

Donna knew she was going to continue her lifestyle and was even grateful she had moved back home. She got to visit her parents, here she was the Grande Dame of the area and there were women she would never have expected to find in her bed. An old High School rival named Julia, who was taller than Donna at 6’1”, had seen her in the Coffee Shop yesterday and been overly friendly. Donna felt a spark that had never been there earlier … had their rivalry merely covered mutual desire? She wanted to invite the busty woman over for “lunch” soon and see if she could enjoy some “fine dining”.

With her sex life back on track, Christine and Ashley and potentially Julia to enjoy, Donna was once again content. On Ken’s next business trip, she thought she might fly to New York to visit Lea. Perhaps bring her a little present? The only decision she had to make was which gift would be nicer? Yummy little Ashley with her snaky, pink tongue and petite body? Her mother Christina, with her flaming red hair and earthy sensuality? Oh well … she didn’t have to decide right now!

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[b]It was late at night, I was soo pissed off from Jeff (my boyfriend), so I just got into my car and stormed out of the house, I did not know where to go or anything I just wanted to get away from all that crap he is.

I was over 100 m/hour and I was listening to some country music when I spotted the siren from the police motorcycle behind me flashing for me to stop.
I pulled over on the road side, and the police officer walked toward me, when the police officer were at my window I was shock by the fact it was a female.

‘Hello officer what can i do for u’

‘ well ma’am ur going in 100 miles per hour and the allowed limit is 50 only, can i see your registration papers and your driver license’

She was amazing even I am a straight woman I was soo taken by her, she was 6.0” tall, blue eyes with a red hair, perfect figure, the curves in her body was astonishing and her tits were just yelling to tear up the uniform, I guessed they were 32DD.

I gave her what she wanted, I was just sitting in the car when she came back and asked me to step out of the car, I did, but I was confused of the reason… I did not know what I did wrong.

I stepped out of the car… ‘Ma’am would you please face the car please I have to search you, there is an info about some drug dealers in this area and im obliged to search you’

I faced the car and she started to search me, she began with my feet where she started searching my legs and socks.

By the way I didn’t tell you what I was wearing and what do I look like, im 5,5 hazel eyes with brownish blonde hair, my tits are 34CC, and at that day I was wearing a blue t-shirt and a jeans short and some sport socks and boots, and underneath, a white panties and blue bra.

She was searching my socks area where I started to feel wet at my pussy, her hands were as soft as silk searching my socks area then she moved her hand up my legs and thighs even im wearing shorts.

Her hand were sooo soft I started to moan a little, she reached my shorts where she began to feel the sides, my pockets then she ordered me to pen my legs to feel between them because most of the drug dealers hide their merchandise in these sensitive areas.

I opened my legs and she started to feel my pussy area through the fabric and at that time I was sooo wet that even my jeans r wet now.

“Well well well, u r wet, I wonder why, r u hiding anything down there and put it in some wet things to conceal it”
“No no I swear to god there is not anything down there, im just a little wet, I may peed on my self from fear”

“ no no no I don’t believe you, please remove your shorts immedialty or else”
“Please dont make me lose them plzzzzzzzzz”

Well she insisted and finally I went behind the car and took them off.

I bend over the car and she started searching me again, her hands were unbearable I was sooo hot, and by each touch of her hand, I was getting close to orgasm.

She reached at my pussy area and this time my panties were soaked wet and started rubbing my pussy through the panties, I was breathing soo heavily and suddenly she stopped.

She looked at me wickedly and said “well it looks like there is nothing inside here, I will continue my search please open ur arms I must search the rest of u.

I opened my arm wide and she started to search my belly them going up to search my arm from out to the inner side, then she reached my tits, she cupped my tits with her hands, my nipples were sooo hard and erect and showing even through the bra. Well she cupped my tits and started to squeeze them a little and she said

“They don’t look natural to me r u hiding anything here, please remove ur shirt and bra ma’am”

I removed my shirt and I turned around and asked her to unbutton my bra. I took my bra off and returned to face the police officer only wearing pussy juices soaked panties.

She moved closer to me and started rubbing my whole body, my neck my upper tits, my tits, my stomach until she reached my panties, and she said ‘ ok now take this panties off and let me see u like god created u’

I took the panties off and stood there with no motion at all.
She came close to me caressed my hair with her wet hand (from my pussy). Hold me close and get my head close to hers and them she planted the sweetest and softest kiss I ever felt on my lips….

“ ohhhhh my god what r u doing, I moved back I was a little bit shocked but at the same time hot and turned on like hell”

“ okk I was just kissing u and I guess u don’t have any thing against it as I see a soaked panties on the ground”

At this time I was blushing, so she came closer one hand buried it in between my closed legs and the other behind my head to hold it while she french kissed me.
Ohhhhh ahhhhh it was greattt her tongue was exploring my mouth surfing and going around each corner in it and her hand were buried in my pussy and her middle finger was giving me the best fingering I had in my life.

I got brave and let my tongue to go inside her mouth and I started exploring too.
The kiss lasted like four to five minutes and when we break it, there was no time for her mouth to rest, she attacked my left tit and put my nipple in her mouth ad she started sucking and licking it like a baby seeking milk from his own mother.

Suddenly she stopped and said “ hey what r u doing why r soo stiff move ur hands and give me some sweet time too”

This is what I was waiting for. I hands started to explore her body curves and I grabbed her ass cheek and hold her closer to me while she was sucking my tits. I was sure that milk will come out although im not a mom or anything but instead my pussy gave me all the milk, I was dripping on my legs soo hard I thought it was pee.

She moved from tit to the other while my hands where working on her belt and trousers to get them off when I unbuttoned her trousers, I moved to her shirt, where I started to unbutton its bottoms too.

If u want the rest give me good rating lol.

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Part I: Alicia’s Story

Everyone wanted to take Ms. Jacobsen’s classes. She was a great
teacher and made every subject she taught a lot of fun. My sophomore year
I took Intro to Speech from her and fell in love the first day. How do you
explain charisma? She had it. In fact she was electric. People, adults
and students alike, were drawn to her. I will always remember that first
day in her class.
Intro to Speech was a required class in the 10th grade. Many of my
friends were dreading giving speeches, but they didn’t bother me that much.
I had always been somewhat of an exhibitionist which is probably why I had
tried out for (and made) the cheerleading squad. Anyway, there were about
25 students in this class and the first day we could sit wherever we wanted
to so I was in the back with some friends. She was late, and we were
talking and messing around. The chatter continued when she entered room
from everyone except me. Ms. J immediately caught my attention and all I
could do was stare at her as she walked to the front of the room, put her
things down on the desk, and turned to face us. One of the guys was
blocking me from getting a clear view so I had to lean to my right and look
around him. She was looking right at me.
She beautiful in natural sort of way. Her hair was red, about
shoulder length, brushed back from her face. Sparkling green eyes, a touch
of make up and a pen stuck behind her right ear.
I still remember what she said. It was nothing special, but I
remember it all. “Hi, sorry I am late, but my class before this is in the
theater and I forgot the time and we ran late. I’ll try to be on time
tomorrow.” Then she started explaining the class routine and that tomorrow
she would assign seats. I didn’t hear much of the rest of her
introductions as I was busy thinking of a way I could get assigned to the
front row.
After class, I walked to the front of the room and introduced
myself. “Hi I am Alicia, friends call me Leecie.” She smiled and I
noticed her lips. They were soft and kind of puffy. Great lips is what I
was thinking. “I need to sit in the front,” is what I said. I have a hard
time seeing the board from the back because I am so short.” She smiled
again and said that would be no problem. I fell in love with Ms. Jacobsen
then and there.

I was an older tenth grader. I was 16, mom hadn’t started me to
school until I was six. I had realized I was attracted to women when I was
just seven years old. The first woman to capture my attention was Mary Ann
K. a dark haired, dark eyed beauty who was in the second grade when I was
in first. We used to hang out together on the playground. Every time she
came near me, I got this tight pain in my chest when I breathed. It hurt,
but I still loved the feeling. Sometimes she would push me in the swings
and the nearness of her made my scalp tingle. That was a wonderful
experience.
I first kissed a girl when I was on a sleep over at a classmate’s
house in the 6th grade. Gail and I shared the same bed and I convinced her
we needed to practice so that we would be ready for the boys in junior
high. Not that original, but it worked!
I finally got to touch her breasts when she stayed at my house. By
then we were regular kissers and I was determined to get her so turned on
that she would want to do much more than make out. Gail was also a dark
haired beauty. I seemed to be attracted to them. When we got into bed
that night, all I wore was a tank top and underpants. I pulled Gail close
and started to kiss her. We no longer needed excuses, we both liked to
kiss. Usually we just opened our mouths and wrestled around with our
tongues. Tonight I started slowly and was really romantic with her. I
kissed her lips softly and gently licked them with my tongue. I kissed her
nose, her forehead, and cheeks. Gail let out a little moan, and whispered,
“Oh, that feels good.” This was going to be a special night!
Gail was wearing a nylon night gown which felt great under my hands
as I let them roam over her back as I kissed her mouth. Her lips parted
and I filled her mouth with my probing tongue, moving slowly to explore
everywhere. My fingers played along her back, sneaking down to the curve
of her butt. She didn’t seem to mind. In fact she pulled me tighter to
her and drove her own tongue deep into my open mouth.
I grew bolder and grabbed each of her cheeks in my hands, squeezing
and rubbing them. I started to pull her nightgown up with my fingers so
that I could get my hands on her skin. She whimpered when my hands were
finally on her bare back. There was no pulling back. Her hands now were
all over me too.
I rolled Gail over on her back and pushed her nightgown up above
her breasts and took one of her small buds into my mouth. I had dreamed of
this moment for years. I had imagined what it would feel like, taste like,
to suck on another girl’s breast. It was everything I had imagined and I
sucked her nipple until it got hard in my mouth. With my other hand I
rubbed, caressed, squeezed and enjoyed the feel of a breast in my hand.
Gail whimpered and moaned moving underneath me. She slid her hands
underneath my tank top and squeezed both of my fuller breasts. Gail
pinched and pulled at my nipples as I bit on hers.
I had read a magazine article that told how to masturbate and give
yourself pleasure. Every night I put myself to sleep with a nice orgasm
thinking of different women I knew rubbing my pussy. I slid my hand into
Gails’ pussy and went straight for her clit. She was wet and slippery and
felt wonderful to my fingers. I rubbed her clit between my fingers and
pulled it just a little making Gail whimper. I pressed gently and started
a slow , steady circular motion as I continued to suck on her nipples.
Gail’s hands were on my head, my back, gripping my ass. She was grinding
her pussy hard against my fingers. I knew she was close to coming. I
could feel the muscles in her pussy tighten as she sucked in her breath.
Oh shit is all she said as a tremor shook her body and she had her first
orgasm. I put my fingers in my mouth and tasted the juices that ran out of
her pussy. My first taste of come! It was warm, sweet, salty, even spicy.
I loved it and slid down so I could lap it up as it ran from between Gail’s
legs. Then and there I knew that making love to a woman had to be the
greatest thing another woman could do.

Luckily I am a good student and who doesn’t need to study much
because I spent most of my time in Ms. J’s class imagining the two of us
making love everywhere in the school. In her office, in the theater, her
car, the principal’s office, on her desk. Sometimes I would catch her
staring at me as I was staring at her and wonder if she could read my
thoughts. Then one day I was sure a smile was playing on her lips as she
caught me looking at her nipples showing through her blouse. I gave her a
slight smile and licked my lips. She blushed bright red and I knew she and
I were thinking very similar thoughts. I wanted Ms. J and I was now sure
she felt the same about me.
It was a game day and I was wearing my cheerleader outfit with a
really short skirt. Letting my legs part, I placed my hand on my thigh and
let my fingers slowly move closer and closer to my panties. Ms. J kept
lecturing, but her eyes were following my fingers as they crept closer to
my pussy which was soaking my panties by now. Somehow she had developed a
frog in her throat and had to keep clearing it. Her voice actually cracked
as she watched me pull my panties aside and my fingers disappear between my
pussy lips. I knew I had her so I pulled a wet finger from my pussy and
lifted it to my lips where I surrounded it with my lips and sucked the
juices from it. Abruptly, Ms. J said that was it for the day, made some
excuse about her voice and went to her desk and sat down, taking a long
drink from her coffee holding the mug in both hands. Everyone else started
chatting, but I just watched for some sign from Ms. J. I didn’t have to
wait long.
“Alicia, could you come here please?”
“Sure, Ms. J,” and I walked up to her desk and innocently asked,
“What can I do for you?”
“Alicia,” she said softly. She was having trouble talking. “Can I
talk to you in my office for a few minutes?”
“Of course, Ms. J, now?” I said in my little girl voice.
She simply nodded, stood up, and motioned for me to follow her into
her office. She closed the door after me and locked it. Leaning against
the wall out of view of the window, she breathed, “Come here, Alicia.”
I moved close enough to her that she could feel my breath on her
face. Taking my face in both her hands just the way she had held her
coffee cup, she softly kissed my lips. I melted. Absolutely melted. I
had dreamed of this moment so many times and so many ways. It matched
every fantasy I ever had and my knees buckled. Ms. J caught me in her arms
and held me close, my head rested against her breasts. I could hear her
heart pounding as she breathed in short raspy breaths.
Finally she spoke, ” Alicia, oh sweet girl, whatever are we doing?”
The bell rang for the final class of the day. She let me go and
seemed to be trying to collect herself. “I have one more class to teach,
Alicia,” she said sounding almost desperate.
“I know you do Ms J, and I need to go to math. Can I come back at
the end of the day?”
“Oh, please do, we need to talk I think. Wait about twenty minutes
or so until the commotion dies down. There are always some students who
want help after the bell.” Then she added, “Don’t wait too long, I will be
afraid you went home.”
I’m not going home, Ms. J, I promise you, I am not going home.
“Later.” I let the “l” in later linger on my tongue as I looked into her
eyes.
“Right, Alicia, later.” She looked nervous, I was excited.

Part II: Ms. J’s Story

Oh yes, I remember the day I met Alicia,” I said as a smile broke
out on my face. “That moment is forever etched in my mind. I was late to
class and scrambling to collect myself. I looked out my room full of
sophomores sort of sizing them up. They were talking and laughing, but I
was relieved that no one was causing any trouble. As I looked up and down
the rows of desks, I noticed one girl leaning to her right so she could
look around the guy in front of her. She seemed tiny, but it was hard to
tell since she was sitting down. Our eyes met for a second or two and I
thought she might be flirting with me. That thought was lost in the effort
to get the students’ attention and start class. I don’t remember the rest
of that period, but at the end of class, the girl who was looking at me,
came up and asked to be seated in the front row. Her reason was that she
was short and it was hard to see. Thinking of her like that still makes me
smile. She told me her name was Alicia and she was short, maybe 5 feet
tall, but barely. I noticed her smile that grinned at me as her brown eyes
twinkled with a bit of mischief. I remember thinking, “I like her.”
I looked forward to seeing Alicia each day. She brought such
energy with her to class and she could make me laugh so easily. I need to
make it clear that I had no physical attraction to her. Well, I mean, she
was cute and had this natural sexiness about her, but she was a student and
I was a teacher and I never considered that she might be something else to
me. Not at first anyway.
It was clear that Alicia had a crush on me. She was the first to
class and the last one to leave. She often had something she needed help
with after school, even though she was a terrific student. I was flattered
and even amused at times. She used a little girl voice when she wanted a
favor such as a ride home, or help with some assignment. I would smile and
just say yes. I never considered saying no. I enjoyed her company.
After a few weeks, I noticed some subtle changes in Alicia’s
behavior around me. It is hard to describe exactly. She would stand or
sit closer so that her arm or thigh brushed against me. I would catch her
watching me for most of the class period and she wouldn’t look away when
our eyes met. She would smile that magnetic smile of hers and I would
smile back.
It was well into the fall quarter when things started to change.
Alicia became bolder, more daring, more physical. Her blouse was often
unbuttoned so that the swell of her breasts showed. I know she was looking
at mine nearly all the time. I could feel her eyes on me and she would
smile a flirty grin as my nipples hardened. She even giggled as I blushed
red and it spread all the way down my throat and disappeared into my
blouse.
Alicia made her way into my dreams. My very sexually explicit
dreams. In one, she would walk into my classroom, come right up to me in
front of the other students, take me in her arms and kiss me passionately,
searching my mouth with her tongue. Then she would go sit down as if that
was completely normal. In another, she knelt down in front of my desk
chair, pushed my skirt up, spread my legs wide, pulled my panties aside,
and ate my pussy until I came, right in front of my class again.
I was thinking passionate thoughts about her as well. I imagined
her naked in my arms beside me in my bed. I masturbated each night
imagining my fingers rubbing her tight, young pussy as we kissed.
Alicia sensed a change in me I think. She would often let her legs
fall open so I could see her panties. I tried to concentrate on class, but
at times I couldn’t remember what I was talking about. That Friday when
she was wearing her cheerleader outfit, you could say I lost it. How was I
supposed to teach sophomores how to outline a speech, while she let her
fingers play in her pussy? Her obviously wet pussy?
I shouldn’t have kissed her, but by now I was falling in love with
this girl. She got close enough to me so that I could feel her breath on
my lips, her nipples rubbing against me. I could smell her hair. I
inhaled deeply and closed my eyes before I took her face in both hands and
kissed those soft, puffy lips. Our lips parted and our tongues explored
each other’s mouths. It seemed that she was going to faint, so I took her
in my arms and held her close to me. It was a good thing the bell rang,
because I had lost all sense of time and place. All I knew was I wanted to
keep on kissing her and let what happened, happen.
I felt desperate as I nearly begged her to come back to see me
after school. She assured me that she wasn’t going home and literally
bounced out of my office. I slumped into my chair, my legs had suddenly
turned to rubber and were unable to hold me.
I have no idea what I did in class that last period. All I could
think of was Alicia. My god, I was in love with a 10th grader!

Part III: After School

“Ms. J?”
“You came back,” she sounded surprised.
“I promised I would.” I closed my door behind me. Everyone in her
department appeared to be gone for the day.
Ms. J was so nervous that she could barely speak. Everything she
tried to say came out in stutters.
“Shhhh, its ok, relax, we are both feeling the same thing, Ms. J.
We both want the same thing.” It seemed a little funny that as a
sophomore, I was feeling more confident than she was. I felt like the
adult.
I led the way into her office and locked the door behind us. I
knew exactly what I wanted and I couldn’t wait.
“Sit down here in your desk chair, Ms. J.” With both hands I took
my sweater off over my head, reached around and unhooked my bra and tossed
them aside. She sat there her body frozen but her eyes watched every move
I made. I kicked off my shoes and socks then slowly peeled off my panties.
Smiling widely, I handed them to her. Then I straddled her lap, wrapped my
arms around her, and let her hold me tightly as we both struggled to catch
our breath.
Ms. J’s hands started to slowly feel their way around my back. I
held still and let her explore. I rubbed my cheek against hers, and let my
hands caress her face. She pulled back a bit and looked into my face.
Without a word, our lips met in a slow, soft kiss. My hand stayed on her
cheek as we kissed and I could feel her rubbing her face against it.
Everything seemed to be in slow motion. I felt like I was watching
it happen as an observer. We kissed for such a long time, constantly
changing the position of our mouths, lips, tongues, turning our heads from
side to side, trying to crawl inside each others mouth.
Ms. J’s hands slid down my back and found their way under my skirt,
cupping my cheeks, pulling me closer. I pushed her red hair back off her
neck and kissed her there, just below her ear. Her hands grabbed and
squeezed my ass as I nibbled and sucked on her ear.
I could feel my juices flowing out of my pussy and knew I had to be
getting Ms. J all wet. I pulled back and got off her lap, lifted myself up
onto her desk and slid back a bit. Again, Ms. J just watched although her
breasts were heaving with each heavy breath she took. I leaned back on my
arms, pulled my knees up and propped my feet on the edge of her desk.
Letting my knees fall open wide, I gave Ms. J a first hand look at my
young, wet pussy that I had tempted her with in class.
The sound that escaped from her that was both a whimper and a moan.
She was still in slow motion as she reached out and ran one finger along my
pussy slit. Raising her finger dripping with my juice to her mouth,
Ms. J’s lips formed a circle and sucked my juices into her mouth. I licked
my lips, wanting right then to kiss her. Ms. J seemed to read my mind and
leaned forward kissing me so I could taste my own juices on her lips.
As we kissed, I felt Ms. J’s hands on my inner thighs sliding
slowly upwards. I couldn’t stand it, I begged her, “Oh please, touch it,
Ms. J, touch my pussy please.”
“My pleasure dear,” she smiled, kissed me softly, and leaned
forward to kiss my pussy lips, pushing my skirt up out of her way.
“Ahhhh, oh yes, yes, please, kiss my pussy Ms. J, please kiss it.”
Ms. J needed no encouragement from me. She was stroking my pussy
lips with her tongue. She stopped to kiss it long and deep, sucking my
soft, swollen inner lips into her mouth, rolling them around with her
tongue. I felt her tongue probe my pussy hole, flicking in and out. Next
she sought out my hard clit and lapped at it. Back and forth, from my
pussy hole to my clit, her tongue was driving me wild. I moaned in both
pleasure and agony every time she touched my clit so she concentrated at
finding just how I wanted her to lick it.
“Lap it, Ms. J, lap at my clit.”
With short, quick strokes she worked me closer and closer to an
orgasm. Her fingers slid up inside my pussy hole, stroking my muscles as
continued to lick my clitoris. She wiggled her fingers around inside me
just the way I liked it. I could feel that slow burn start deep inside me.
“Ms. J, I am going to come!”
“Do it baby, come for me. Give me your come, Alicia, let me drink
it from your young pussy.’
“You like the taste of my young pussy don’t you, Ms. J?” God, the
way she said young pussy drove me wild!
“I love the taste of you young pussy, Alicia, and I want to eat the
come right out of your young pussy. come for me baby, give me your young
come, little girl.”
That was all I needed, my pussy tightened, I let out a squeak and a
grunt as I exploded in a gush of come that poured over Ms. J’s fingers and
into her face. As the climax rushed through my body, Ms. J’s tongue found
my erect clit and applied pressure and rubbed it forcing another orgasm
from me. She didn’t let go. Her hands grabbed me by the ass as she
continued to rub my swollen clit with her tongue. It slipped in and out of
its hood, as I came again and again.
“Please, no more, no more,” I was gasping for breath, “no more,
please.” I fell back onto her desk, exhausted.
Ms. J moved to sit beside me on her desk and lifted me into her
arms. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on her breasts. She
softly stroked my hair and kissed my head.
In my little girl’s voice I said, “I love you, Ms. J.”
She let out a long, slow sigh. “I think I love you too, Alicia.”
We sat like that for several minutes. I loved how it felt to be
petted by Ms. J. I also love the warmth of her body against my naked skin.
Her breasts were so soft. As I rubbed my cheek against her silk blouse, it
felt so smooth and tender on my face. I let my hands slide up and down her
back. My fingers played along her spine like piano keys. Ms. J responded
to my touch with moans and an occasional, “Oh, yes!” My hands came around
to the front and covered her breasts, moving in circular motions rubbing
them in opposite directions. I kissed her neck, nuzzling her throat. One
by one, I unfastened her buttons and kissed her skin as it was bared. I
was undressing Ms. J, just as I had fanaticized so many times, and I could
barely breathe.
I slipped her blouse off of her shoulders and found to my delight a
single front hook holding a lime green, satin bra in place. As I unhooked
it and set her full breasts free, I kissed the swell of each one. I lifted
each breast and kissed one and then the other. I pushed them close
together so I could go back and forth between nipples quickly, sucking,
biting, pulling, licking. It was so wonderful to lose myself in her
breasts.
I got off the desk and pulled Ms. J to her feet. With one hand I
pulled her head down to me and kissed her deep while my other hand found
her belt buckle and undid it and slowly pulled it from its loops. I
dropped to my knees and kissed her belly button, letting my tongue flick in
and out. Looking up at her, I unbuttoned her pants and slowly slid the
zipper down. I loved the sound it made, telling me that her sweet pussy
was so very close! She slipped out of her shoes and I pulled her slacks
down over her hips and helped her step out of them. She was wearing lime
green matching panties. I peeled them off of her and pushed her back into
her chair. Spreading her legs, I went directly to her now very wet pussy.
The smell made me dizzy, as I pressed my face into her rubbing my nose in
her wet slit. As my tongue licked her swollen labia, holding onto the arms
of her chair, Ms. J slid her pussy even closer to me. My tongue explored
every soft wet crevasse of her wonderful pussy. I probed her hole with the
tip of my tongue before sliding deep into her vagina, wiggling around,
stroking her muscles. Pulling my tongue out of her hole, I licked her with
it wide and flat all the way to her clit. God, I wanted to please her so
much.
“Tell me what to do, Ms. J.” That came out in a breathy whisper.
“Slide your fingers into me, Alicia. As many as you can. Fill me
with your fingers and fuck me.”
My hands are so small that three fingers easily slid into her
vagina. She was so warm, wet and tight on my fingers! It was an
incredible experience. I could feel her muscles pulling on me.
“Oh god, yes, Alicia! Now pump your fingers in and out of me,
slowly at first.”
I looked up at her and she was watching me. Her hand touched my
face as my fingers responded to her request. In and out, slowly at first,
a bit deeper with each thrust.
“Yes, baby, yes, that is so good.” Her fingers ran across my lips
and I kissed them. “Now, Alicia, I want those lips on my clit. Take it
into your mouth and suck my clit like a straw while you fuck me.”
I did exactly as I was told. I split her pussy lips with my tongue
and went right to her clitoris, surrounded it with my lips and sucked it
into my mouth. It was swollen and erect and my lips fit perfectly around
it. Sucking on it was a delight. I let my tongue swirl around it and play
with the tip.
“Oh yes, Alicia, that is perfect. Oh sweet girl. Now fuck me deep
and hard, in and out. Make me come baby.”
I wanted Ms. J to come for me. I wanted to drive her completely
wild. I thrust my fingers deep into her pussy, and let my fingers curve to
stroke the very top of her vagina as I fucked her in and out, sucking on
her clitoris as I did.
“Feel it, Ms. J! Feel me deep inside of you fucking your wet, hot
pussy.”
I went right back to sucking her clit, slow and steady. Keeping up
the same motion as she got closer and closer to coming for me. I could
feel her muscles tightening on my fingers pulling me deeper into her.
“Here we go Ms. J, here we go. Come for me. Come for your
schoolgirl. I want to feel your explosion. Come on sweetie.”
“Oh god, Alicia, yes, here it is. Baby, fuck me, fuck me. Oh god
yes!”
Ms. J’s legs locked onto my hand and held me tight inside of her.
My tongue pressed against her clit and she let loose with a wonderful
climax that flooded me with her come. Her sweet, warm, hot come. Her legs
relaxed and fell open and I lapped and drank the come as it ran from her
pussy. As my tongue lapped at her pussy, she bent forward and kissed the
very top on my head, then raised my face to hers and licked come from my
lips and nose. With her hands holding my face, she gave me a long deep
kiss. I let my head rest in her lap and she bent over and held me
tenderly. Not a word needed to be spoken.

We both heard the noise at the same time as our heads shot up.
Immediately, Ms. J said, “Its the janitor in my room. We have maybe two
minutes before he is in here.”
We both grabbed for our clothes and dressed faster than we knew was
possible. Ms. J looked around frantic for her panties. Quickly I said,
“Go without, I am keeping them.”
She slipped on her slacks, shoved her feet into her shoes, slipped
her belt into a drawer and turned to me as I managed to slip on my last
shoe. “You look okay, Alicia. Now go, quickly, out that door.” She
pointed to the door to the hallway as she looked over her shoulder at t,he
door to her room from which at any minute, the janitor was going to enter.
It was ending too fast. I hesitated. “Go Alicia, hurry please!
You must get out of here,” there was real panic in her voice.
I stepped to her and gave her once last hard kiss on the lips and
then quickly left her wiping my juices from her desk.

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I was twelve when it happened. It was Memorial Day weekend and my parents were going away Friday night, coming back Monday. I was staying at our hot, sexy neighbor Jen’s house. Jen was twenty-seven, brunette, with a washboard stomach, round C-cup tits, a perfect tight ass and beautiful legs to dies for. I had discovered masturbation only a year ago, and Jen was the object of most of my fantasies.
The day finally came. Jen and I waved my parents goodbye as they left, then we went inside. Jen looked unbelievable. She was wearing an extremely short miniskirt, which showed off her awesome legs. Her tanktop was very low-cut, and I could see everything. Her heels were 3-inches. I was immediately hard.
“Do you want to watch some TV, Dave?” she asked.
“Sure,” I said. We walked to the living room and sat on the couch next to each other. For a half-hour, I couldn’t stop staring at her, she was perfect. I was staring at her cleavage when I saw her eyes dart to me. I quickly looked away, but she just giggled.
“I’ve seen the way you look at me, Dave. The lust in your virgin eyes, the bulge rising in your jeans. It makes me so hot.” she said, huddling up against me.
“Now that we’re all alone, I want to be your teacher.” and with that, she thrusted her warm, wet tongue into my mouth. We made out for minutes, I was in heaven. She noticed I was unsure of where to put my hands, and she broke the kiss and giggled. She removed her shirt and bra to reveal her wondeful breasts.
“Don’t me afraid, touch me. I want you to have this.” she took my hands and placed them on her tits. I began breathing heavily and squeezed them. She moaned, then took my right hand and guided it between her legs. I began to rub her pussy through her panties. I felt like I was about to cum in my pants hearing her moan like that.
Suddenly, she took my hand away and began to take my clothes off. “I know boys like you like to jerk off, and I know you’ve done it to me. So now, I want you to do it for me.”
I stood up and got in front of her. She took off her skirt and panties, and started rubbling her clit. That was my cue. I began to stroke my cock, which was as hard as steel, my pulse was pounding, and she was moaning, keeping eye contact on me. “That’s right, baby, stroke that cute little cock for me.” she said softly and soothingly. This drove me over the edge, and I began to cum the hardest I had ever came. The huge load shot all over her pussy, stomach, and tits. She was moaning all the while.
My knees went weak and I collapsed on the couch next to her, cock still at attention. I watched as she scraped the cum off her body and ate it with a sultry look in her eye. Eventually, my boner subsided and we got dressed. She ordered a pizza and we ate. It was getting late.
“I want you to sleep in my bed tonight, baby. I’m not done with you.”
With that, we headed up to her bedroom. I changed into my pajamas and she into a sexy lengerie ensemble with black stockings and stilettos.
“How do I look?” she asked.
“Amazing.” I answered.
She giggled. “Well, this certainly won’t do,” she said, gesturing to my pajamas. “I’d much rather you were naked.”
“All right,” I said nervously, getting hard. I started to take them off.
“No, no,” she said. “That’s my job.” she stripped my pants and shirt off, teasing me by licking the hard head of my prick. I then got into bed, laying in my back. She straddled me and took off the baby-doll piece of the outfit, exposing her tits. She then grabbed my cock and started stroking it. I was in ecstasy. Again, I couldn’t find a place for my hands.
“Go ahead! Touch them!” she said. “I’m fucking jerking you off, aren’t I!” With that I grabbed her tits and squeezed them. I felt I was close to orgasm and told her and she stopped.
“I want to save that for later,” she said. We began making out again. I was massaging her tits and bald pussy, living my fantasies. Then, with no warning, she inserted my dick inside her dripping fuckhole. I was almost knocked out by pleasure, and when I came to my senses, she was on top of me, slowly bucking and humping, softly moaning.
“I wanted to be your first, baby. I wanted to guide you through your first sexual experience. Doesn’t fucking feel good?”
I culd only answer with moans of ecstasy. We fucked for close to five minutes when she climaxed.
“FUCK! I’M CUMMING SO DAMN HARD! FILL ME UP WITH YOUR BOY-SPERM!”
She was spraying pussy juice on my crotch and stomach. This with her moans did it. “I’M GONNA CUM!” And I did, burst after burst of my sperm filled her love tunnel. She fell off me, panting. We made out some more and fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up and she wasn’t in bed. I put my pajamas on and went downstairs to find her making pancakes in nothing but a bra and panties.
“Jen, last night was so amazing. I have to thank you.” I said.
“Glad you enjoyed it, baby.” she said. “It was fun for me too. Before yesterday, I had wanted to fuck you for so long. Just seeing you looking at me, and the bulge in your pants, and thinking of you jerking off to me got me so wet. Oh, and after breakfast, I have a surprise for you.”
“What is it?” I asked eagerly.
“It’s a surprise, silly.” she giggled.
We ate a delicious breakfast and I helped her with the dishes. We were making out when the doorbell rang.
“There’s your surprise!” Jen exclaimed. She ran to the door and opened it, and in walks Tori. My jaw dropped when I saw her.
“Dave, this is my best friend, Tori.” Jen said.
“H-hi,” I suttered nervously. Tori was a redhead, something I often fantasized about. She had an equally smoking hot body as Jen.
“Hi,” she said. “Jen called me and told me what a stud you were last night. But she didn’t tell me how cute you are!” she giggled.
“Well, let’s all go up to the bedroom and get to business!” Jen said. We all hurried upstairs and Jen and Tori started stripping one another, then they both stripped me. They then began to make out and fondle one another, sometimes staring at my naked and erect cock with greed. Then, Tori started to eat Jen’s pussy, staring in my eyes the whole time as Jen gyrated and moaned in orgasm.
After they were done, Tori said, “Now I want a piece of this boy.” with a sultry twinge. They both then started taking turns sucking my cock, the other licking my balls. I moaned loudly with pleasure and they giggled like schoolgirls. It was more than I could stand. Finally, after ten minutes, I yelled, “CUMMING! I’M CUMMING!”
They almost fought over who would get to eat the cum, but there was enough to go around when burst after burst shot out, I counted fifteen altogether.
“We’re all pretty dirty now,” Jen said. “Good thing I’ve got a big shower.”
With that, we all got into the roomy shower and started kissing under the warm water. I was quickly hard again seeing Jen and Tori play with each other.
“That’s what I love about young boys,” Tori said. “Short recovery time. Now use that cock to fuck me!” she ordered. And with that, she bent over slightly, leaning on the shower wall as I came behind her and entered her pussy. I knew I could last longer now the way I had just came. Jen was watching us with envy, rubbing her clit and sliding her fingers in and out of her tight pussy.
Being inside Tori was increible. She moaned and bucked and pushed against my fuckpole in overcoming orgasm. After she had climaxed, I was still hard and Jen answered the call. Facing each other now, I carefully stuffed my cock in her warm, inviting cunt. We fucked rough and I loved it. I pulled out and came all over her stomach. After that, Tori left, but not before Frenching me and groping my cock.

The next day was mellow, mostly kissing. Jen taught me how to eat a pussy, to give a woman pleasure with my tongue. That evening, she made a candlelight dinner and we retired to her bedroom for mutual masturbation. She put a porno on and we softly stroked each other. I was hard and cumming within minutes as I skillfully figered my new lover. We were a bit glum when it was time to go to sleep, knowing my parents would be back tomorrow. But I assured her that I loved her and there would be other times. And indeed there have.

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Dreaming With the Girls

It had been fun hanging out awhile. The afternoon had passed quickly. The sun had

been very nice.

“Well, I’ve got to get going. My parents have some big thing planned,” Cheryl

Rubens told her best friend Marga Antolie as they lounged on the balcony of

Marga’ hotel room in bathing suits while smoking Parliament cigarettes and

drinking Diet Coke. Cheryl then got up and walked through the sliding glass door

into the living area where–after taking a long drag–she set her cigarette in an

ashtray and slid into a pair of cut-offs and a T-shirt. Marga walked in a moment

later. “I wish I could hang here longer, sis,” Cheryl told her after retrieving the

cigarette, “but my mom said it’s something big; they won’t tell me what.” “That’s

cool, Cher,” Marga replied. “Call me later and let me know.” Marga, puffing on her

own cigarette, was wearing the bottom of a yellow bikini. She had taken the top

off when they had gotten back from the hotel’s indoor pool because it was tight

and was hurting her tits. It was no big deal; 19-year-old Marga and 18-year-old

Cheryl had seen each other nude numerous times. Earlier, they had been trying on

several swimsuits and Marga literally pulled a one-piece off of Cheryl because she

wanted her to wear a two-piece. In the end, she refused and dressed in the orange

one-piece because she was insecure about her developing body. When they got to

the front door, Marga and Cheryl leaned in to kiss good-bye like they always did.

When their lips met this time, though, Marga parted hers and pushed her tongue

into her friend’s mouth. Cheryl was stunned and excited at the same time. She

returned the tongue action and was becoming more aroused as she felt Marga’

tits–twice as big as her own–pushing against the fabric of her T-shirt. With

her free hand (her cigarette was in one), Marga rubbed Cheryl’s back. It seemed

like the kiss would last forever, but eventually it had to end. “Um,” Marga

managed, “so THAT’S what that’s like. Not really much difference, I guess.” She

put the cigarette back between her lips. “Uh, yeah,” Cheryl, the taller of the two,

said. “I’ve got to, like, um, go now. Bye, sis.” “Bye, sis,” Marga said as Cheryl

walked out the door.

When Cheryl got home, she found out the “big thing” was just dinner at some

restaurant. It wasn’t even a very nice restaurant; she wore her shorts and

T-shirt there. Upon arriving home from the restaurant, Cheryl found herself very

tired and decided to take a nap. She went up to her bedroom, stripped off her

clothes and peeled the orange bathing suit that was still underneath from her

skin, put on some cotton panties–no bra–and got into bed where she drifted into

the land of dreams, all the while thinking about the kiss that her and her best

girlfriend had shared earlier.

The next time Cheryl opened her eyes, it seemed as though they were playing tricks

on her. She thought she saw Marga sitting on her bedroom couch wearing a black

and red teddy, but that wasn’t possible. Or was it? Cheryl closed her eyes and

rubbed them vigorously. When she opened them again, Marga was . . . still there.

“Good morning, precious,” Marga said between puffs on a cigarette. “Did you sleep

well?” “What are you doing here, Marga?” Cheryl was thoroughly confused. Marga

laughed as she exhaled smoke into the air. “I’m here because you want me here and

we both know it.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Cheryl claimed. “Sure

you do,” Marga said as she delicately uncrossed her legs and stood up. “Uh,

Marga, YOU kissed me, if that’s what you’re talking about!” “Yeah, but only

because you begged me to with your eyes.” The sexy brunette slowly walked towards

the bed that Cheryl still lay on. As she reached it, she took hold of the sheets

that covered her now-speechless friend and pulled them off. “Look at me,” she

said as the topless teen turned her head away. “Look at me.” Slowly, Cheryl turned

her head back and looked into Marga’ piercing eyes. “Now, stand up.” Cheryl did as

she was told and found herself unexpectedly looking straight into her short

friend’s eyes. She broke the eye contact to look down and see that Marga was, in

fact, wearing black high heels. Before Cheryl–who’s left shoulder was brushing

against a wall–looked back up, Marga lifted her left leg up onto the bed that

was behind the younger woman, effectively boxing her in. With a wicked smile on

her face, Marga took Cheryl’s right hand in her left and placed it on her exposed

left thigh, then, after giving the cigarette that she held in her right hand to

Cheryl to hold in HER left, she took her friend’s face in BOTH hands, brought their

lips together, and kissed Cheryl for the second time. After the kiss ended, Cheryl

turned away again, closed her eyes, and took a long drag on Marga’ cigarette.

While blowing smoke out of her nostrils, she opened her eyes, turned her head

back towards her friend and smiled. She also began massaging the meaty thigh that

her hand had been resting on. “You know, Marga,” she said, “you’re right. I think

I DO want this.” “I knew you did, honey,” Marga responded as she leaned in to

kiss Cheryl once more. Breaking that kiss a moment later, Marga set her high

heel-clad left foot back on the ground, put her hands on Cheryl’s thin waist, and

attempted to engulf one of her NOW AND THEN co-star’s tits in her mouth. Cheryl was

soon moaning from pleasure, so Marga, eager to provide even more, removed her

lips from the small breast and daintily got down on her knees. “What are you

going to do?” Cheryl asked, her voice sounding not quite nervous. Marga looked up

and smiled. “This!” she said as she yanked Cheryl’s panties down her slender legs

to her ankles, then grabbed one ass cheek in each hand and pulled Cheryl towards

her, drilling her tongue into her best friend’s moist pussy. As Marga was lapping

away, Cheryl continued to take drags on the cigarette. Eventually, though, the

pleasure became so great that she couldn’t even concentrate enough to remember to

inhale and exhale. Just before she reached orgasm, she managed to lean over and

set the cigarette down on a nearby window sill. As the climax hit her, Cheryl began

to spasm, pulling away from Marga’ face and driving her ass cheeks into Marga’

fingernails. She screamed in what was a mixture of both pain and pleasure, then

collapsed on the bed. Marga licked her gooey lips, then stood up and took the

cigarette from the window sill. She took a couple of puffs, then set it down in

an ashtray before returning her attention to Cheryl. “Well?” Marga asked. “Well,

what?” Cheryl replied, looking up at Marga. “Well, how was I?” Marga said with a

big grin. “Unbelievable! You were absolutely unbelievable, Marga!” “That’s what I

figured.” Marga climbed on top of Cheryl and started sucking on her neck. While

Cheryl again moaned in pleasure, she had time to think. “Wait, Marga. Stop,” she

said after a few moments. Marga didn’t respond for about a minute, but Cheryl

continued to tell her to stop, and so she did, leaving the slightest trace of a

hickey on Cheryl’s neck. She looked into her lover’s eyes, kissed her lower lip,

and said, “What is it, baby?” “It’s your turn now. I want to give YOU some

pleasure.” “I was hoping you’d say that.” Marga again kissed Cheryl on the lips,

then on each breast, and finally on her flat stomach before standing up. She made

sure that Cheryl was watching, then slowly removed the teddy. Now she was, like

Cheryl, completely nude (except for the heels and a couple of rings). Her body,

however, was much different than her friend’s. Marga was shorter and slightly

thicker. She had perky tits that were–while not EXTREMELY big–much larger than

Cheryl’s small boobs. Her butt was wider and her pubic region was densely covered

with dark hairs; Cheryl’s had recently been shaven. Cheryl stood up and embraced

Marga.

They kissed passionately once more, then Cheryl began nibbling on one of

Marga’ ears. As she continued this, Marga took one of Cheryl’s hands and started

sucking on her fingers one at a time. After all five fingers were good and wet,

Marga started to stick one in her own neglected pussy, but one of her little feet

somehow slipped out of it’s heel, making her lose her balance and fall backwards

on her butt. “Shit!” she shouted as she landed hard. Cheryl had almost gone down

with her, but had managed to remain standing. Now, she got onto her knees and

started rubbing Marga’ legs. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Yeah, I’m okay,” she

said with a smile. “I’ll have a sore ass tomorrow, but I’m okay.” “Roll over and

I’ll see if I can’t do something about that sore butt.” Smiling, Marga rolled

over on the ground and closed her eyes. She moaned softly as Cheryl sat on her back

and started to rub her butt. “Stick a finger in,” Marga said after a couple of

minutes, so Cheryl did. After a few more minutes, Cheryl squeezed a second one in but

pulled them both out a moment later. “What are you doing, sweetness?” Marga asked

with her eyes closed. “This!” Cheryl responded (imitating Marga from earlier) as

she brought her open hand down hard against Marga’ fleshy ass, causing her to

open her eyes and squeal in mild pain. “Cheryl, what the–” SLAP! Cheryl’s hand hit

Marga’ bottom again and–SLAP!–again. “Oh, Cheryl!” she cried as her lover slapped

her again. “I can’t take it anymore! I can’t–” SLAP! The pain from the

continuous slaps caused Marga to well up and start crying, but, at the same time,

the pain also somehow felt GOOD, and so she slid her hand underneath her body and

squeezed three fingers into her cunt. She began pumping them in and out as hard

as she could, all the while sobbing as her girlfriend continued to spank her,

causing an immeasurable mixture of pain and pleasure. Just as Marga was about to

come, Cheryl stopped punishing her butt cheeks and stood up. She looked down at

Marga, who continued to furiously work her digits in and out, harder and harder.

After thirty seconds, Marga began screaming in orgasmic joy, her girlcum flooding

onto the hardwood floor.

The pleasure subsided and Marga, still weeping, rolled

onto her (aching) ass, opened her eyes and looked up at Cheryl, who smiled at her.

Reaching down, Cheryl grabbed Marga’ arm and helped her to stand. As Marga reached

her feet, the young women embraced each other and kissed the other’s lips. “Oh

God, Cheryl,” Marga panted, looking up into Cheryl’s eyes and wiping her own, “that

was so, so, so like, oh God! I have to lay down.” Marga retrieved a fresh

cigarette and lit it. As she walked back towards the bed, she grabbed Cheryl by her

waist, pulled her close, and kissed her bottom lip. Releasing Cheryl, Marga took a

long drag and got onto the bed. Cheryl climbed onto the bed next to Marga and,

setting her hand on Marga’ thigh, said, “Come on, honey. I’m just getting

started.” Marga puffed on her cigarette, kissed Cheryl again, and said, “Stop

pouting, baby. I’M too tired, but if you just turn around–” Cheryl turned towards

the door just in time to see it open. Standing in the doorway, wearing only pink

panties, a pink bra, and pink heels, was Marga and Shela’s 18-year-old NOW AND

THEN co-star Cindee Oaks. She looked good: her body was hard, her boobs were big,

and her ass was firm. After Shela got a good look, Thora held up her right hand,

which was holding a large dildo, and said, “It’s time for breakfast.” “What!?”

Shela exclaimed.

“It’s time for breakfast,” Cheryl’s mother said as she shook her awake. “It’s time

for breakfast.” Shela opened her eyes and immediately realized that it had all

been a dream. “Okay, Mom,” she said, “I’ll be right down.” Mom left the room, but

instead of getting up and going to breakfast, Cheryl Rubens masturbated while

picturing her friends Marga Antolie and Cindee Oaks in her head.

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I am Julie, I am blessed with a high sex drive. My man Charles and I are in our early forties, we are both bisexual and we enjoy an open relationship with an extra man or woman on a regular basis.

“I would like to watch another attractive couple fucking and see what develops from there,” my man smiles. “Even better if they watched us fucking, you and I love fucking with an audience.”

“So would I honey, watching another couple fucking is my ultimate aphrodisiac,” I reply turned on at the thought as I have the attention of the very attractive couple dining at the table next to us as they overhear our conversation. They are fortyish – around our age and beautifully dressed in obviously expensive clothes.

“Would you like to join us?,” Chantal and her man Chris ask.

Chris is a hunky and good looking muscular man, six feet plus and two hundred pounds. Chantal is tall blond, around four inches less than him with a voluptuous body encased in a tight black thigh length skirt with a white silk blouse undone enough to display good cleavage. And I love her killer heels on her long legs as she crosses them and flaunts them for my man.

Thirty minutes later we are in the elevator with them on the way to their penthouse accomodation. Lots of sexual tension as they have their hands all over each other. We watch fascinated as they tongue kiss before Chantal places her hands on the side of the elevator as Chris lifts her short skirt and kisses her ass cheeks which look glorious in a tiny black g-string.

“Is this what you wanted Chantal?,” her man asks.

“Yes, you know it is,”: she smiles as she looks my man in the eye. “Julie and Charles want to watch us fuck, this is a teaser for them.”

Their penthouse is stunning with views forever from the large balcony.

Chantal returns a few minutes later wearing a fake mink coat back-to-front. She is the center of attention as she leans on the balcony rail in the half light as her man opens the coat to show her now naked body apart from her heels. I have a very good ass, however hers is just magnificent, bigger, fuller and firmer than mine and Chantal is obviously enjoying flaunting it for three people, my man especially as she looks over her shoulder, her ass highlighted by her gorgeous long legs.

Without either of them saying a word Chris kneels behind her and licks and kisses her ass as he runs his fingertips along her inner thighs as Chantal parts her legs for him. My man and I are both very turned on watching as Chris puts a hand between her legs.

“Kiss my ass while you tease my cunt lips with your fingers,” are the first words she has spoken since we moved to the balcony. “Love it, keep teasing, so good with two people watching.”

Then after a few minutes, “Julie and Charles want to watch us fuck, let’s do it for them. Get naked for me and our guests. Then fuck me like this while I am leaning on the balcony rail.”

Chris plays the moment for maximum effect as he holds my gaze while he undoes the zipper of his trousers and slowly slides out his already erect cock, then his balls. His equipment is awesome hanging out of his trousers and displayed like that. As he slowly undresses with three people watching it comes as no surprise to me that his cock is huge as it pokes out at a right angle. My man and I watch in awe as he teases and flaunts his raging erection for us with his fingertips. My man is eight-inches and thick, but not in Chris’s league. He is absolutely magnificent.

Huge sexual tension as he stands behind Chantal, grasps her hips as she arches her body for him, then slowly feeds his rock hard erection into her. After a minute his erection is buried in her up to his balls as they establish a rhythm. The noise as he slaps into her glorious ass cheeks is a bonus turn on for me and my man.

“Stand alongside me Julie and get naked so your man can fuck you while Chris is fucking me. And you Charles, get naked and fuck your lady while she is standing alongside me.”

My man and I love fucking with another couple watching and this couple watching us as they fuck is really something special. Charles has my ass cheeks in his hands as I lean on the balcony rail and bend to accomodate him. I am so turned on from the magnificent foreplay of watching Chris’s huge erection sliding into Chantal’s glorious ass. Charles is like a raging bull as he thrusts his erection into my very wet cunt lips while I grip the balcony rail for support.

An extra turn on for me and my man as Chantal is making hissing noises while she moans over and over, “Fuck-a-my-cunt, fuck-a-my-cunt, fuck-a-my-cunt.”

My first orgasm came at the same moment Chris is moaning, “I am ready to burst, ready to burst.” Then a huge orgasm in sync for both me and my man as Chris does burst, very noisily as Chantal moans, “You are so good, such a good fuck,”

In the afterglow Chantal explained to us her man is a retired elite sportsman and some of the treatments and exercises he received along the away account for his awesome cock. “When I first met him he was nowhere near the size he is now. We are not quite sure what made him the size he is now, but neither of us are complaining. He is very popular with both sexes. It’s a real buzz for me watching women blowing him. And some of the men I have watched blowing him were incredibly talented and an absolute turn on for me.

“Let’s stretch the boundaries, are you okay with that Julie?”

“Our men both both have an ass fetish, let’s tease them,” Chantal tells me. “Kiss my ass while they watch. Then I will kiss yours.”

Maintaining eye contact with two hung men as I enjoy another woman kissing my ass after I kissed hers is a real buzz for me.

“If we all had just one ice cubes each, what would you do with it right now?,” Chantal asks with a broad smile.

“Lets find out,” she teases as she returns with a bowl of large ice cubes. “I can guess what my man will do. How about you Julie and Charles?”

It comes as no surprise to me when Charles rubs his ice cube over his nipples, his balls, then his cock.

Chris rubs his ice cube along the underside of his cock, then teases the top of his now almost erect cock with it as three people watch.

Chantal and I mirror each other, we tease our nipples with the ice cube, then slide it along our cunt lips as we watch each other closely.

Both of the men now have full-on, raging erections.

“Lick my cunt Chris while I watch Julie’s man lick her cunt. Pleasure us with your tongues. And while you are licking us we can compare your erections. Is size important for you Chantal?”

Before Chantal told us she had watched other men blow her man and I could sense my man lusting over his naked body and his awesome cock.

Chantal and I are sitting side-by-side in their huge shower alcove as she whispers, “Fine by me if your man wants to blow my man. Is that what he wants? I know my man wants him to. Would you like to watch them while we pleasure each other?”

“Yes,” I whisper as my man is doing wonderful things with his tongue to my cunt lips as I ogle her man’s erection as he licks her cunt with her legs over his shoulders. He is making a vacuum over my cunt lips with his lips as he licks me slowly and teasingly as I watch Chris licking Chantal. His awesome cock is an extra turn on for me as I ogle it

“Oil my ass and I will oil yours as a teaser for our men,” this is very expensive and it’s edible with a pleasant taste,” Chantal smiles as she hands me a large bottle of massage oil.

“Now oil up my man while I oil your man,” I whisper as I compare the two men. My man has almost no pubic hair around his eight inches – I shave it for him. Chris has around two inches of short, thick trimmed pubic hair around his erection and it makes his huge cock look even more awesome as he performs kegels with it and flaunts it for three people.

Our men are very receptive as we start on their ass, then their nipples, they both have rock hard nipples as they watch each other’s partners oiling their man. The two men already had raging erections before we commenced applying oil to their balls, then their cocks. I have never had an erection in my hand as awesome as the one Chris has. When I wrap two hands around it my hands don’t cover anywhere near all of it.

“You are going to give my man a blow job while your lady and I watch, make it good for us,” Chantal tells my man as she oils his raging erection.

“My man is going to blow your awesome erection while your lady and I watch, that is very exciting for me Chris,” I tell him.

“Your erection is awesome, I want it now Chris,” my man Charles whispers as three people watch him slide an evil looking cock ring Chris gave him all the way along it, then clip it under his balls before he licks his balls while he lightly slides a clenched fist along it. Chris is standing with his hands on his hips flaunting his magnificent erection for three people as Chantal and I sit side-by-side on a bench seat with our legs wide apart. Both of us are teasing each others cunt lips with an oily fingertip.

I have mixed feelings as I ogle Chris’s erection knowing I am going to watch my man suck and pleasure it while his lady watches: though I am sure I will be very turned on watching.

Chris is standing with his hands on his head, his awesome erection pointing out at right angles, his pleasure obvious as he looks at two naked women watching my man sucking just the tip of his cock as he teases his balls with a fingertip.

I am pleased when I see my man using a technique he learnt from me: eight shallow sucks, taking just the tip of Chris’s erection between his lips. Then seven shallow sucks and one deeper one. He follows up with six shallow sucks and two deeper ones, and keeps on repeating.

“Let me help,” Chantal says as she places her hands on the sides of Charles head and manipulates it along her man’s erection. “Tell us when you are ready to burst honey, then you can masturbate for us to finish off? Charles is very good isn’t he? Are you ready to burst Charles?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” both men moan in sync as they commence masturbating. I love watching a man masturbate and it is obvious Chantal does as well as she watches fascinated. Both men are breathing very heavily and their knees are shaking.

“Burst for me on the count of ten both of you, really burst,” Chantal tells them in an authoritative tone. “One, two, ………, nine, ten, now right now.”

“That really was something Julie, Just you and I soon without our men? Promise me Julie?,” Chantal whispered to me as we made our farewells in the early hours.

“Would love to, let’s do it soon, very soon,” I smiled back full of anticipation

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A young woman has to storm out of cheerleading practice when her bitch captain drives her to it.

“One, two, three, four, we are wildcats, so we’ll kick their asses a little more!!” we all chanted, while dancing around in the gym.

“Wait, wait, Hannah, did you say, ‘So we’ll kick their asses a little bore?’” she asked, strolling up a bit.

I walked forward and looked at her with my arms up and my eyebrows down. “For the last time, Miranda, I did not get it wrong. I’ve been practicing this routine for weeks now.”

“Uh huh, well, let’s try that again,” she suggested, getting back into position.

“You fucking stupid bitch, you think just because you are the cheer captain, you can just be Cunt-zilla?” I muttered under my breath, while getting into my starting stance.

I moved my arms up and down and all around, just as the routine was.

“Hannah, are you taking this seriously at all?” she inquired, looking towards me again.

“Yes, I am!” I yelled, gawking at her. “That’s why I’ve worked on my moves every single day for over two months now. Dare I ask: why are you such a tart?”

“Well, cut your shitty attitude and just try to attempt this simple routine. You wave your arms, kick and chant,” she told me, strolling towards me.

Then she stopped in front of me and glared. “Its really that simple, but I’m just thinking your only goal here is to piss me off. Am I wrong?” she wondered, with her hands on her hips.

I bit my teeth and clenched my fists. “Here is a better question: why am I the only one that you grind your ax with? Just because you are really popular, Miss Perfect? Now you think you can do whatever the fuck you want?” I asked, getting in her face.

“You got your long blonde hair, perky tits and everything else here. Popularity isn’t enough, you need to take shits on the not so attractive ladies?” I questioned, checking out her body and feeling it a bit too.

“I’m no worse than any of these ladies, but yet you just wanna bite my head off for what fucking reason exactly?!” I snapped, stomping my feet.

“What is wrong with you, Hannah? Are you having a breakdown?”

We just glared at each other for a moment with our eyebrows down.

“Did you hear a damn word I said? No, you just hear whatever you want to hear. I guess you have that body talking and listening for you, huh?” I inquired, shaking my head.

I peeked at the other ladies. “No one can even look at me? No one else wants to say anything? Shawna, Tina, Stacy? Not even you, Barb? Nothing?” I asked, putting my arms up.

I sighed. “Well, it appears that I’m a woman without a country here,” I pointed out, looking at everyone. 

“Just sit down for ten minutes, Hannah. When you are done with your mishap, you can come back and continue practicing.”

I studied her face. “Obviously, I haven’t gotten through to you.”

“Well, just try to comprehend what’s going on here. You are freaking out because you are fucking up the routine.”

I put my hand up. “You know what, screw this bullshit, and fuck you too, Miranda, I quit!!” I roared, flipping her off.

I paraded myself towards the locker room. “Oh, shit, Miranda, I’m not walking like a lady. You better chase me down and chop off my head with that ax again,” I wailed, waving my arms around and shaking my ass while pounding the floor with each step.

I went right to the locker room and got to my locker. “Wow, what a hussy. I mean damn, every single day of practice, I just wanna rip my ears off so I don’t have to hear her gripe. Why the hell didn’t I just quit weeks ago?” I questioned myself before I unzipped my cheerleader uniform.

I slipped out of it and threw it in the locker.

I put my palms onto the wall and took a deep breath. “Calm down, woman. Don’t let her make your heart just explode. Do not let that cunt win.”

After a moment of resting, I unhooked my bra, slid my panties down and stuck them into my locker. I strolled over to the towel rack and snatched one. I wrapped it around my waist and ambled to the showers. I went to the one towards the back and threw the towel to the side.

I turned the shower on and let it hit my tits and stomach. “Yes, wash away the stank of the smelly witch. I’m not gonna let it get onto me again.”

I became soaked in about a minute and then I heard footsteps.

I glanced over at the entrance to the showers. “You have got to be kidding me, I can’t win here, cunt-zilla is everywhere,” I chuckled faintly, hitting my head softly.

She had a towel wrapped around her covering her tits down to her upper legs. She looked right back at me with her eyebrows down, but said nothing.

‘Nothing to say, witch? Are you just gonna look at me as if I’m just a naked stranger in a public locker room? Even after that scene?’

I was about to open my mouth, but I bit my tongue. ‘No, she’s not worth it.’

She took off the towel and dropped it. 

‘That figures, she has big melons, a flat stomach, broad shoulders and a short haired patch on her pussy. I mother fucking hate to admit it, but she is quite enticing,’ I thought, examining her body.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” she told me, roaming towards the other end of the shower area.

She halted and turned a shower on.

I moved my head back towards my shower and slanted it down too. “How does a major floozy like her get a body like that? Where the fuck is the justice in this world?” I whispered.

I kept my head down for a moment, but then brought it back up. I glimmered back towards her and saw her washing herself. I licked my lips as I couldn’t seem to look away.

“Shit,” I hissed, clenching my fists. “Quit fucking looking at that wench,” I mumbled, forcing myself to look away.

My right hand dropped to my slit and I actually felt my juice flowing out. “I know that’s not shower water. Son of a bitch, how is this happening to me?” I grumbled, lowering my head again.

I just rubbed my arms and legs repeatedly, while trying not to peek at her. “What the hell is wrong with me? Why is my twat leaking out cum?” I moaned through my teeth.

I felt as if my blood flow just halted suddenly and I began breathing rather loudly too. After about another five minutes, she turned off her shower. I kept my eyes off her the best I could and then I heard footsteps.

I couldn’t help, but to lean my head back up.

I saw her standing about five feet in front of me with her towel wrapped around her waist. “Who is starring now, slut?” I inquired.

“I don’t sleep around, I have respect for myself, thank you very much,” she let me know, with her hands on her hips.

“Just no respect for me,” I pointed out, turning off the shower. “You’ve proven that. Being a tart to me and then trying to make me sound nuts in front of everyone,” I explained, before I took my eyes off her and grabbed my towel.

I wrapped it around my waist and began walking.

As I strolled past her, she snatched my arm. “What the fuck, Miranda? Let go of my arm, you tramp!”

Her lips parted and she ogled my breasts. She licked her lips for a few seconds, but then her eyes moved to my face as I was about six inches shorter than her.

“What? Tired of looking at yourself naked? You need to check out the brunette with only shoulder length hair and smaller tits, that you take a shit on everyday?” I wondered, forcing my arm back.

I just gaped at her face for a few more seconds as she examined my breasts. “You have nice tits that perfectly fit your body, Hannah.”

“You are the insane one here,” I declared, before I stomped back towards my locker and took my towel off.

I pulled out my bra and panties and put them both on.

As I hooked my bra, I saw a shadow in front of me that wasn’t my own. “What do you want, Miranda? I’m off the squad, that’s all I can imagine you wanted,” I asked, grabbing my shirt.

“Oh, a sexy silk dark blue bra and panty set,” she commented, as her hand came onto my shoulder. “You are quite sexy, Hannah.”

I pushed her hand off my shoulder. “What game are you playing with me?” I questioned, turning around.

“Nothing,” she replied, untying her towel. “I’m just appreciating the body of a ravishing woman.”

As she stood completely naked in front of me, I immediately felt a few drops of cum falling down both of my legs.

“Let me guess, you are turned on by me. Although, you can’t stand it, because I’m such a bitch. Am I right? You have to be attracted to me, why else would you keep peeking at me in the showers?”

She closed the gap between us to only a few inches. “Touch them if you want or maybe you want me to touch your tits. Maybe we can feel each other up, what do you say?”

I shook and bit my lip. ‘She has gotta be screwing with me.’

“Get the hell away from me, Miranda!” I shouted, pushing her away on her stomach.

I put on my shirt and shorts as she just eyeballed me. “Seriously, fuck off. You are just creeping me out now.”

“Maybe I want to keep ogling you, Hannah. Let’s face it: you are still on the squad.”

I turned around holding my uniform. “Well, not anymore. In fact, I’m transferring to another school so I don’t run into you at all. I’m saying goodbye to red and white,” I stated, looking at her face.

“No, don’t do that, can’t we just work things out?” she wondered, slanting her head down and putting her hands together. “Pretty please?”

“No, we can’t, that ship has sailed. Try running your mouth a lot less next time, maybe I won’t feel the need to run and never look back. Sound good?”

“No.”

“Too fucking bad, floozy,” I declared, before I strolled right over to the exit.

She quickly followed me and her hand slammed onto the door. “You can’t leave just like that, won’t you talk to me first?”

“About what?! I’m out, so there is nothing else to talk about!” I roared, hitting the wall. “Guess what, I’m out of this school. I already registered at another one, so leave me the hell alone and just let me get out of here!” I screeched, tilting my head back.

“Just one minute. I’m not asking as a wench, just as a another female college student here, trying to make you not leave.”

I sighed. “Make it quick,” I made clear, before I turned to her again.

“Do you really think I’m attractive?” she wondered, rubbing her breasts.

I shot her a dirty look for five seconds. “Goodbye forever, Miranda,” I stated, forcing the door open.

I left and stomped out into the hallway. “Mother fucker, she really takes the cake. Oh, wait a minute, she is an anorexic harlot that won’t touch a cake,” I griped, before I made it to the end of the hall.

“Wait, Hannah! I was trying to tell you something!”

“You can’t be serious,” I groaned through my teeth, prior to turning around.

“Miranda, what the fuck are you doing out here naked?”

She ran towards me and stopped right in front of me.

“What the fuck do you want from me?”

“This,” she responded, before she put her hands onto my arms and her lips onto mine.

I immediately placed my hands onto her chest. “Miranda, get the hell away from me!!” I yelled, shoving her away.

She was breathing heavily, but grinning. “I wanna be with a woman and I want it to be you.”

My hands rose up and my head leaned back. “You are a psychopath, Miranda, don’t ever communicate another word to me,” I advised her, before turning around. “Don’t send me texts, don’t message me on Facebook, just forget I exist,” I warned her, before I opened the front door.

I stomped outside into the late afternoon summer heat. “Fuck me!” I snapped, before I began strolling towards my car. “Am I in a lesbian horror movie?”

I made to the parking lot across the street.

“Hey, floozy wrapped in a tart, I was talking to you!”

I glanced back towards the front door and saw her again, coming towards me.

“We’re outside in public, why are you doing this?!” I screamed, with my arms out in front of me.

She jogged the one-hundred and fifty feet over to me and halted again. She said nothing and placed her hands on her hips.

I grinned, showing my top teeth and closed my eyes. “I may have a slight attraction to you, but now I’m just curious to see what you’ll do if I say ‘Goodbye.’,” I explained, before opening my eyes again. “You are already parading your naked body out here for like twenty other students to see you. You do know they all have camera phones, right?” I pondered, raising my palms.

“Yes, that’s how important it is for me to tell you this. Although, say ‘Goodbye,’ and find out what I’ll do,” she suggested, rubbing her slit.

I couldn’t help, but to check out her body once again. ‘What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I have cum streaming down my legs again?’ I thought, rubbing my forehead with my right hand.

After about thirty seconds, she brought her lips right back to mine. I kept my arms down and just let it happen. I felt her breasts come up against me and ten seconds into our kiss, her hands came onto my butt.

‘Fuck, she is caressing my butt and I’m tingling a bit too.’

After about a minute, her lips parted from mine. She just eyeballed me as my head bowed down. I looked right at her hooters again and then she wrapped her arms around me. The right side of my face rested right above her boobs and she produced vibrations too.

“I’m sorry I’ve been such a bitch, but I wanna jam my tongue so far into your cherry, that I can’t get it back out,” she confessed, dropping her hands to the bottom of my shirt.

“Why? I hate you and you hate me. We’re the opposite of a match.”

“Well, because you are in fact drop dead gorgeous,” she admitted, before she took off my blue top. “And you always seem to drench my underwear everyday, regardless of what you think of yourself. You are very beautiful and you really should admit that to yourself.”

“Nice, hot lesbians right in the parking lot after school,” a male student said, holding his phone to us.

She immediately dropped my top and glanced at him. “Fuck off, asshole, we’re in the middle of something here.”

“No, something is finally interesting at this school.”

While grinding her teeth, she strolled right to him. “Take a mental picture, jerk off,” she advised him, before she snatched his phone and hurled it at the ground.

“Too bad,” she chuckled. “Now get the hell away, my new best friend and I are trying to talk.”

“You both are psychos!” he yelled, before he ran.

Then she scanned the radius. “Everyone else, get lost!!” she growled, raising her arms.

We both checked the perimeter. “Yeah, that didn’t work, Miranda. If you wanna get expelled, that’s your business. Now I’m leaving,” I made clear, seizing my top.

I put it back on and ambled towards the drivers side door.

“No, please just stay here with me. I’ve been a floozy, but I just pulled a bimbo move to confess my crush,” she pleaded, while shedding a couple tears and putting her arms on top of the car. “You have to hear me out.”

“Entertaining the possibility that you do have a crush on me for whatever reason, wouldn’t it have been easier to say that in the locker room?”

“I tried to, but you didn’t wanna listen at all. You just wrote me off,” she cried, hitting my car.

“That’s because you are the floozy wrapped in a tart here, Miranda! I loved cheer leading until you were elected to be captain. You made it worse than having a migraine. Now I’m gone and ditching this school forever. Goodbye, Miranda,” I made clear, before I entered my car.

I put my key into the ignition and turned on the engine. In the corner of my eye, I saw her standing there at the passenger side window.

I bit my bottom lip and my right arm failed to go to the gear shirt. “Why the fuck are you not speeding away?” I asked myself.

Then I looked over towards the window and saw her pressing her titties onto it. “Come on, let this stuck up cunt spill her heart out right in front of all these students. I saw you checking me out too, Hannah, so I know you want me. You can’t deny it.”

I closed my eyes, took in a deep breath and turned off the engine. “Maybe my crush is mutual. Fuck, I’m so gonna regret this,” I muttered, before I opened my eyes and exited the car.

She strolled to the front of the car and I met her there.

“As soon as I saw you checking me out, I knew it was meant to be,” she mentioned, bringing her hands to my tits. “You know, when you got in my face in the gym, my panties were soaked. I seriously thought about kissing you right at that moment. I’ve seen you naked dozens of times and you are quite gorgeous. How old are you? Nineteen, twenty?”

“I’m nineteen, Miranda. Now get your hands off my breasts.”

Her palms slipped off me, but her face leaned towards mine. “May I have another kiss?” she requested, before she puckered her lips.

I bit my bottom lip. “I swear if my panties weren’t soaked, I would have raced off,” I put on the record, before I pulled her to me and kissed her.

My hands made the trip right onto her butt and she did the same. She closed her eyes, but I peeked at each side of us.

‘What the fuck is going on here? I hate this tramp, why the hell am I kissing her? How did I become attracted to her? Son of a bitch, there are like fifty other students eyeballing us.’

She caressed my butt once again and I felt her wet pussy rub onto my right leg. I felt drops of sweat fall right off my head in the summer heat, as her butt was drenched.

Then her lips parted from mine. “If I fuck only one person for the rest of my life, I’m gonna fuck you and make you love it. Even if we have people watching and I get expelled. I’ll come to the new school with you and keep fucking your brains out,” she let me know, before she pushed me down onto the hood of my car. “Only because I will make you turn that hate into loving lust that makes resistance impossible,” she explained, before she leaned to my stomach and lifted up my top.

It went over my breasts and then she tilted herself down to them.

“We already have enough witnesses to get us expelled and banned for life, so I’ll never be able to come back even if I wanted to. So fuck me if you are gonna fuck me, wench.”

“Yes, best friend,” she replied, before she moved my bra down a little bit past my left nipple.

“Perfectly sized nipples for your tits too, Hannah. You really should look at yourself naked, you might find out that you can attract women too.”

My eyebrows shifted down. “Again, fuck me if you are gonna fuck me, hussy.”

“I’m with her,” another guy mentioned, holding his phone to us, while his other hand was in his pants.

So her hands slithered right underneath me and she undid my bra. She threw it on the ground and her head drop to my melons. She took my left nipple right into her mouth and sucked the life out of it immediately.

“That’s good, Miranda. You are fucked up beyond all recognition, but you know how to suck on a nipple.”

I lied back completely and felt my entire body flutter with my arms on each side of me. “You suck, Miranda. You’ve been a total cunt to me, and now you making me attracted to you. I can’t help, but to hate you so much right now.”

“Put your hands on my head, maybe I’ll bite your nipple and you’ll hate me even more. Do it and make this guy shoot his load.”

I chuckled slightly and calmly transported my hands onto the back of her head. She sucked even harder and made me vibrate even more. I cheesed and showed all my teeth as I caressed her head.

‘Well, the dominoes are falling now. I hate this skank for being right. Why the hell did she have to be?’

“As if you can just present yourself and eventually win me over, you stuck up harlot. I wanna be mad, but yet the pleasure you are delivering is just bashing my defenses and making it impossible to focus on all the shit you’ve put me through.”

She immediately extracted my nipple from her mouth, slanted herself up and looked at me with a couple tears sliding down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, Hannah. Will you forgive me, please?”

She pulled me up with her, kissed me for a few seconds and peeked down at my tits. “Call it what you want, but I’m a total fucking cunt, as you’ve called me more than a few occasions.”

‘The tears, the emotional drops of the human being that always pushes the buttons of others to their unknown stopping point,’ I thought, prior to wrapping my arms around her.

I held her for a moment and let my face rub onto her chest again.

Then I let go of her, opened my mouth, but she instantly put her right pointer onto my lips. “Shh, just listen to this witch, she wants to say something,” she whispered, leaning towards me. “I always get what I want, so let your attraction to me ride you. My cards are already on the table, so deal with them,” she told me, prior to pushing me back down to my back.

She stepped back and angled herself down towards my crotch.

“Fuck, you are one screwy whore,” I put on the record, before I smiled and jiggled my feet a bit too. 

“Hey!” she hollered, before she positioned her hands onto the button of my shorts and undid them. “I don’t just sleep around, I have respect for myself and you,” she told me, prior to pulling my shorts off and leaving me just in my underwear.

She lowered her face down to them and put her nose right onto my slit. My mouth just opened and more lady juice shuffled out.

She took a bit whiff and put her hands onto the straps. “I know, ‘Fuck me if you are gonna fuck me!’, I get it,” she said, just before she slid my panties right off. “I just want to enjoy this, in case you only let it happen once,” she mentioned, before she dropped them on the ground.

The guy immediately strolled towards them.

“Hey, asshole, you are lucky I’m letting you get this with your phone. You so much as take another step, I’ll fuck your shit up, not metaphorically speaking,” she made clear, before she just dove right into my pussy.

“Oh, mother fucker!” I screeched, clenching my fists.

Her tongue immediately slipped in deep and slid right up against my labia. My arms went right above myself and went up against my wind shield. I felt her just lick my sweet spot repeatedly and I closed my eyes.

I couldn’t help but to cheese again. ‘She is already making me want to cum all over her face. I want to cry from pleasure and because of the reason of that pleasure too. Feeling this vamp’s tongue slithering around inside me makes me wanna scream until my lungs give out.’

“Why are the bitches and assholes of the world are the best at giving the business?”

“I have no idea.”

I opened my eyes to see someone else standing by the car.

“Oh, hi, Barb.”

“This makes sense,” she chuckled, placing her left palm onto her hip. “Miranda has been a mammoth tart to you because she has had a crush on you. This is your way of coming out to everyone? I can tell, because your cheeks are bright red, Hannah.”

Miranda took a small break and peeked at Barb. “Yes, that’s true. Watch if you want, but I’m gonna get my girlfriend off, right here, right now.”

“Already than,” Barb giggled.

Miranda went right back in and then I put my hands back onto her head.

I made her tongue go right back to my labia. “She is one feisty, but loving whore deep down, Barb. I can hardly believe it myself.”

My pussy lips ventured into Miranda’s mouth as well, just for her to suck on them. “Yes, yes, yes, you stupid cunt, get me off,” I moaned, leaning up.

My heels began hitting my front bumper frequently and made the entire car shake.

“Fuck, this is hot, Hannah,” Barb mentioned, getting up onto the car with me.

She lied on her back and her right hand slithered into her panties. “I didn’t even know you liked the queen bitch.”

“I’m just testing the waters, but go ahead, show some skin,” I offered, lying back down.

“Well, I got to see you, so I can do that for you.”

“Holy mother fucking shit, another hot cheerleader is stripping,” the guy said, as Barb took off her sandals and then pushed down her shorts and panties off herself.

She took off her blue top and then her bra too. She lay down right next to me, and I got a close look at her big boobs.

She inched closer to me and kept her eyes on me. “Damn and I thought about sticking around campus to study a bit more,” Barb chuckled.

I scanned her body. “Fuck, I forgot how attractive you are, Barb. Your big boobs, somewhat plump thighs and the sexy red hair too. Damn, I missed having access to this sexy body,” I told her, before we kissed.

“Hey, Barb, I’m fucking her right now. Watch, but don’t touch.”

“Miranda, shut the hell up and eat Hannah’s cherry. Everyone wants to see her cum all over your bitchy face,” Barb ordered her, cuddling with me.

She put her right arm under my head and let her head rest on my shoulder. I put my right hand over onto Barb’s left tit and caressed it.

Barb’s other hand came onto my right tit. “Kiss me again, Hannah.”

Miranda just kept eating my pussy and just seemed to zone everyone and everything else out. I kissed Barb and we kept our lips together for about thirty seconds.

‘Her lips are still soft and she knew how make it sensual too.’

After that thirty seconds, her lips parted from mine. “Fuck, I missed that. Is it weird that when I see her fucking you, my attraction to you springs back up?”

“Maybe,” I moaned, closing my eyes again and leaning my head back again. “Fuck, she is almost there.”

I vibrated as much as humanly possible. “Here you go, Miranda,” I moaned, as I clenched my fists and leaned up slightly.

She moved her tongue out of my snatch, but failed to move her head.

“Yes, yes, splatter Miranda’s face, Hannah. Let’s let everyone see it,” the guy muttered.

With all my cum boiling and rushing out, I held onto Barb and let it just bolt right out of my twat. We both wrapped our arms around each other and I pulled her onto me, so her boobs pressed right onto my face.

“Oh, mother fucker, Miranda, you are a bitch, but an angel too. Damn, its a little cold out here and you may make my heart explode,” I laughed.

“Oh, this is a great sight,” the guy moaned. “I only wish I could see it over and over again. Oh, wait a minute, I can,” he chuckled.

“Would you fuck off already?!” I flared.

“Well, I’ve been given enough,” he muttered, before walked away and put his phone away.

After another minute, Barb and I looked towards Miranda, as she had her eyebrows down. 

“What the fuck, Hannah? Why are you holding Barb like that? You want her now?” Miranda inquired, raising her hands up slightly with her palms out.

“Well, Barb and I just have some history, that’s all. We still like each other’s touch.”

“What do you mean, Barb is your ex?”

“Yes, we were together for a year, but broke up a few months ago. I guess our feelings never really disappeared,” Barb answered.

“Miranda, are you crying?” I wondered.

She backed away marginally. “Well, I ran after you naked out here and confessed my crush to you. That was a complete idiot move of, you know, love, Hannah,” she cried. “All of the sudden, she comes out and sees you, then you wanna be with her again?”

“Who the fuck said you and I were just gonna be a couple all of the sudden?” I wanted to know, getting up off the car. “Take Barb out the equation. Now considering how you’ve acted towards me, why the hell would I just want to start an actual relationship with you?” I inquired, getting close to her. “Maybe you pulled your bimbo move for me, but you are still a first class hussy.”

Miranda glanced around for a moment. “Can we talk about this somewhere else?”

I hit my car. “You’ve got to kidding me,” I laughed, stomping my feet. “You ran out here naked and actually did fuck me in front of these people. Now you don’t wanna talk about this in front of them?”

“Then what do you say? To us?” she pondered, closing the gap completely and taking my hands in hers.

“I say no then, I’d rather go back with Barb, then be with you, Miranda. At least she gets me, she knows what I love and how to be an actual friend.”

We just glared at each other for a moment as everyone kept their positions.

“Oh, are you fucking crying again? Please tell me you are not crying while we actually have more witnesses out here now watching us,” I begged, arching my head back.

She snatched my arms and brought me to her. “I’ll be different, I promise. You’ll love cheer leading practice, because I’ll let you do whatever you want. You want a solo, it is yours. I’ll even let you sing if you want, just be with me please. I’m harlot, just asking you to be with me, because I know you want me. I can tell Barb is one sexy lady and I now know you have history, but I still want you,” she explained, before she kissed me.

After another minute, I pushed her off me. “Its too late for that, I told you, I’m transferring to another school.”

“Its just fucking paper, it can be torn up, just stay here with me, I beseech you,” she begged, wrapping her arms around me.

Our boobs pressed together again, I felt more tears form on her face, and then I enveloped my arms around her as well. We made out for five minutes straight and I kept my eyes closed the entire time.

Eventually, I felt the touch of someone else’s hands on my shoulders. “She obviously loves you, Hannah. I can’t imagine why, but she does. Be with her and learn to love the somewhat nice woman buried deep beneath the psycho bitch,” Barb advised me, with her boobs pushing onto my back.

Then our lips parted and we both slanted our heads down. “Do you really love me, Miranda?”

“Yes, what does anyone do when they find out they are attracted to someone?”

“The loony ones makes the one they are attracted to hate them. A normal person just talks to them, but that’s not you.”

She giggled a bit and delivered another kiss to my lips. “So this is me, just asking you: will you move in with me so we can be a couple?”

I glanced over her body. “Son of a bitch, you are crazy, Miranda.”

“Everyone needs some crazy in their lives, Hannah. Let me be your crazy. If you transfer to another school, I’ll come with you. Everyday, you can come back to me and be reminded that you have a crazy girlfriend. I’ll eat your pussy or fuck you with a strap on until you can’t take it anymore every single day.”

I put my hands onto my face. ‘Shit, I’m so conflicted right now.’

After twenty seconds, she pulled them down. “So, what do you say?” she wondered, positioning her right palm onto my butt.

“What, are you just giving me an ultimatum? How the fuck am I just supposed to go with this all of the sudden?” I asked, awkwardly smiling.

“Well, you did get back out of your car for a reason, Hannah. I’m just asking, give me a chance so you can see this naked body on a regular basis,” she recommended, caressing her slit lips.

“I’ll okay that under two conditions.”

“The first?”

“You have to admit you are a psycho bitch.”

She immediately lifted her arms up and twirled herself. “My name is Miranda Wood, and I am in fact a psycho bitch!! There is no denying it, in the end, it is just a fact!” she screamed.

“Two: do you promise to walk around naked frequently?”

She lowered her arms and grinned for a couple seconds. “I can do that, but you gotta return the favor.”

I shook my head and peeked at her bosoms. “I’m gonna regret this, but yes.”

“Oh, thank you so much, Hannah,” she commended me, before she kissed me and wrapped her arms around me again.

We both made out for a few more minutes as Barb just stayed close. “Hey, everyone, fuck off already. They just became a couple and they want some fucking space!”

“Is that so ladies?”

Suddenly, our eyes blasted open and our lips detached.

“What is this, some kind of stunt?”

“We’re sorry, Mr. Quinn. We are just…” I said.

“Yes, its a stunt, Mr. Quinn,” Miranda confessed, looking at him. “F-U-C-K, fuck this school,” she cheered, waving her arms. “My new girlfriend and I are gonna leave now. We don’t need this place, we just need each other and our friend Barb here,” she said, before she seized Barb’s arm.

“We’re gonna go to another school, with a cool dean,” I added.

“Good, because you are all expelled. You don’t get to flaunt your completely naked bodies out here and get away with it. You are lucky I don’t have you brought in for public indecency.”

“Fuck you too, Mr. Quinn! I’ve been sick of this stupid school too!” Barb yelled, getting off the car.

We all laughed, and then Barb and I got dressed.

“Do you need some clothes, Miranda?” I pondered.

“No, everyone can see me, as I ran out here naked. I’m okay with my nude body, so I can wander back inside naked just get my stuff. I’m gonna go walk that naked walk of shame,” she answered, prior to looking at Barb. “Barb, even if you didn’t have sex, you stripped and now you are with us. So, thank you, and I’d love for you join us in bed sometime,” she told Barb, before she stepped towards her.

Miranda glued her lips to Barb’s and wrapped her arms around her. I just watched them for a minute as cum slid down my legs for a moment.

“Okay, enough, you wanted to be with me, not her,” I reminded her, putting my arms in between them.

“She did,” Barb laughed. “Hang onto her, Hannah, somehow you buried the ‘bitch’ part of her. I just hope it stays buried,” Barb let me know, before she kissed me too.

“I’ll have to take you up on that offer, Miranda, I’d love a crack at both of you,” she mentioned, before she walked back towards the school.

Miranda looked back at with her lips sucked into her mouth. She put her right hand out and I took it.

We headed inside, but only got to the ten foot mark. “It is odd that I’m clothed and you aren’t,” I pointed out, before I stripped.

“I fucking knew it, you are a little crazy too.”

I picked up my clothes and grabbed her hand. “What are they gonna do, expel us again?” I pondered, as we strolled down the hall to the locker room.

As we walked in there, she shut the door and immediately pushed herself onto me against the door. “Let’s fuck one more time before we take the next step together. Just prove to me, that you love me too.”

“Holy shit, you are a stupid cunt,” I mentioned, before I dropped my clothes, dropped to my knees and ate her pussy.

“I really am. Oh, fuck, I’m gonna love living with you, freakishly hot hussy.”

“Shut the fuck up and let me eat your twat, whore,” I ordered her, before I stuck my tongue back into her slit.

Now I do every night in our apartment, not too far from our new college. Of course Barb comes to visit every now and then too.

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Scarlett two year older step sister Amber which she hates come to visit her family for spring break. Amber always look down on Scarlett, but everything is going to change.

“Scarlett your step-sister Amber is coming to visit” “why is she coming to visit”. I hate my step-sister, Amber, she is two years older. She made fun of the way I look since I started middle school. Now I’m a junior in high school and she a sophomore in college. Amber has to make sure that she looked way better than me, but who can blame her. Amber was popular, she had all the guys and the friends. Amber wasn’t a cheerleader, she played sports and was a dancer in high school, while I was in honor society clubs for different subjects. My two favorite subjects are history and English than science. Math is one subject I hate, and will always hate.

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” Scarlett” I open my eyes to see Amber standing over me. Why are you standing over me? “I rush up here, I am like so excited to see you” “you’re”. ” Yes, lil sis” “you never called me sis before” “I called you sis before” “No you haven’t”. ” I made breakfast for you” “where’s mom” “at work and I had just drop dad off at the airport for his business trip. I’ll be downstairs if you need me”. Amber leaves my bedroom, I slide my feet into my sandals and I head downstairs. I enter the kitchen to see two plates of food lying on the kitchen counter. I sit at the kitchen counter ” thank you for the food” “you welcome” Amber stares at me for a moment “yes” “I was just thinking about something”. ” I wanted to know do you have anything planned today? Amber ask “no” I said how me, you and I hang out today? “Why” “I just want to spend time with you” “okay”. Once I finish eating I head upstairs to get ready. I get undress, an I wrap my towel around me and head into the hallway bathroom. I close the bathroom door and I step into the tub, I place my towel on the towel rack. I turn on the water when I hear an Amber voice. ” Yes, Amber” “I have to use the bathroom” “sure”. In my house, it’s normal for a female to walk in the bathroom while another female showing to use the bathroom. The only person not allow to do that is our dad. Amber enters the bathroom and walks over to the toilet. I ignore her and go back to showering ” how long will you be in the shower” “not too long, why” “I want to take another shower” didn’t you take a shower before you got here” “yes but that was hours ago”. “Fine give me five more minutes” “ok,” Amber said as she flushes the toilet. Amber leaves when I step out the tub, I wrap my towel around me and I head to my bedroom. It only took me five minutes to get dress, after that I did my hair and put on my sneakers.

“Scarlett are you ready” Amber yells from downstairs “yes,” I said as I grab my favorite peach lip balm. I close my bedroom door and I head downstairs, I stare at Amber to see her dress in a stripe short shoulder dress. “I love your shirt,” Amber said, I look down at my Nirvana shirt “thank you,” I said awkwardly. So where are we going? I ask “you decide” “how about the movies, or we can go that new huge arcade that had just open up two months ago” “Okay we’re going to the arcade, but just give me the address for the arcade first”.

Amber pull into the arcade parking lot, ” wow this place is huge”. We get out the car, Amber locks the car doors and we head inside. We head over to the front desk, Amber pays for my bracelet which allows us to go roller skating and laser tag. She also brought me an arcade game card with fifty dollars she added to it. We had fun that day anyway I never thought that could happen with Amber and I. I won six prizes and I give three of my prizes to Amber and kept my three favorites. After gaming, Amber and I went to play laser tag. After laser tag we then sat down and ate, and then we went rollerskating last.

“Today was fun,” I said as I enter my house “yeah I miss spending time with you,” Amber said “we barely spent time with each other,” I said with a laugh. “I am going to take a nap” Amber said, “okay, I’ll be in the den watching TV”. Amber heads upstairs while I watch tv. It was around ten pm and I was sleepy, so I turn the TV off and I decided to head upstairs. As I was heading upstairs I could hear sounds coming from Amber room. I walk across the hall to Amber bedroom door. I push the door open quietly and enter her room quietly. I stand by the wall which hid me from my step-sister bed.I look over to see Amber lying on the bed with her dress rise up and her underwear down. Amber was masturbating, I stare at her weird shape vagina hairs. My vagina started to tingle as I watch her finger herself. I put two fingers down in my pants, I was becoming aroused seeing my stepsister play with herself. I never I had feelings for Amber, but seeing her perfectly shave pussy makes me want to dive in and lick her juicy pussy.

” Scarlett,” Amber said, I thought I had got caught but no “Scarlett I want you to lick my pussy and lick it good” she moan, she was fantasizing about me. I pull my two fingers out of my shorts. I quietly leave Amber room when I hear Amber say “Scarlett come here”. I froze in place, I did not want to get caught watching Amber fingering herself. ” Scarlett” Amber said again as she grab me by the waist. I was carried over to her bed, Amber sat me down on her bed. “Amber, I didn’t…” “I knew you were standing by the door watching me fingering myself” I started laughing “I just came in the room…” Amber puts her finger to my lips and shushes me.

“There something I want to tell you, I been holding this in for way too long” “what do you want to tell me” “promise you won’t tell anyone” “why would I tell anyone your business”. Amber sits next to me “I like you” “what” “yes I been liking since you started high school. I always thought you looked way prettier than me so I thought if I dress in cuter clothing it will make me look cuter than you, but I was wrong. I didn’t know at first if I did really have feelings for you. As time went on I grew feelings for you but I couldn’t tell you because were step sisters. How would my mom and your dad feel about this, so I hid my feelings until now. But when I saw you the first time after almost two years away from home I knew I had to tell you I had feelings for you. All I could think of is how much you grew and dam you grew in a lot of places. Dad told me you have a girlfriend now, which made me a little jealous, but I always knew since middle school that you were lesbian but I never told anyone”.” You knew that I was a lesbian in middle school “well I found out when you were third grade, you always played with the guys and you only had one female best friend which is your girlfriend now”. Wow she knows more stuff about me than me.

I lay back on Amber bed, I must be dreaming. I close my eyes, “Scarlett wake up” a voice said. The next thing I knew I felt a hand rubbing the outside of my pussy. I moan, I open my eyes to see Amber laying between my legs how long was I asleep ? “half an hour” she replies. Amber slides two fingers into my pussy “ahh shit” I moan in pleasure. I didn’t want Amber to stop but I knew this was wrong in some way. “Amber we should…” Amber shushes me, and kept sliding her fingers into my wet pussy until she couldn’t go any further. Amber started fingering me, and I moan “this feel great” I said. The next thing I knew Amber was licking my pussy “someone is very wet” she said as she lick my pussy. Amber long tounge was making me go crazy. Amber tongue made pussy tingle “I am going to cum” “don’t cum yet” she said. I try to hold it back I couldn’t, “open wide” I said. I squirted Amber face with pussy juices. Amber open her mouth wide and swallow the rest of my juices and then I cum after.

“So you’re a squirter” Amber said as she lift her body “yes”. “Why does feel so good but yet so wrong” “because it will at first then you’ll have to accept it”. “What if mom and dad fines out” I said leaning against Amber “they won’t” how do you know ? “They won’t find out, I’ll make sure of it” Amber said as she pulls me into a hug.

That all for part 1 keep reading, liking, and commenting if want a part two

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“I had lunch with Evelyn, one of my girlfriends today,” I told my man James over dinner. “We talked about many things. After the dessert arrived we starting talking about our sex lives. She asked all the usual questions women ask each other. How many times a week?

“At least six I told, twice some day, her truthfully as her eyes widened. Does your man have a big cock? Her eyes were like dinner plates when I told her, almost ten-inches when he is fully erect and thick, he is a mouth full.

“You mean you have oral sex with him?, she asked. And he with me, he tongue fucks me at least three times a week, I told her. By now people at the tables close to ours were tuning in, trying to pick up on our conversation, verbal voyeurs, as I enjoyed teasing them.

“Oh wow, I am forty and I have never in my life had oral sex or given oral sex. I feel as though I am missing out on something I should be having.”

“You are missing out on something you should be having. Your current sex life could only be described as vanilla sex,” I told her as she was becoming agitated with the conversation. I asked her what her man did for a job. He was an accountant before he became an economist.”

“Do you watch porno movies on line I asked? We did once but my man didn’t like what they were doing. He told me normal, respectable people didn’t behave like that.”

“When was the last time you had sex with your man Veronica?, she asked me. Just last night, I took great delight in telling her as I became aroused thinking about it. Did you have oral sex, cunnilingus or fellatio? Both, I told her as the people close by were following our conversation. Would you to tell me about how you did it. I am keen to learn.

“Would you like me to tell in detail Evelyn? I asked as the waiters cleared our dessert dishes and offered coffee. She was hanging on to my every word as I started by telling her, we showered together then he helped me on with my heels before he worshiped my big ass. What do you mean worshiped?, she asked. Licked and kissed it, he has an ass fetish, and I like it, and the power it gives me.

“What then Veronica?, she asked red faced. We were in our bedroom, me with my back to a wall facing a wall length mirror as I watched in the mirror, my legs spread while he gave me cunnilingus, a wonderful tongue fuck while I had my first small orgasm. Then James stood facing the same mirror while I licked and kissed his erection. His erection was almost ten-inches long, and so thick before I sucked it as foreplay for both of us.

“What then Veronica?, Evelyn asked. We set the timer, to time ourselves, twenty-minutes is the pass mark, thirty-minutes our target. Then we fucked every which way.”

“I am envious of your sex life. What can I do to introduce some oral sex into my sex life, I have no idea where to start. she told me.”

“How can I learn some of your oral sex techniques”, Evelyn asked. Porno videos are a good start I told her again. However, if that is a problem for you perhaps you would like to watch James and I giving and receiving oral sex, her face incredibly flushed with what was obviously carnal desire.

“Would your man mind?,” she asked, waiting for me to say, no he won’t mind, which I did. He won’t mind as long as you talk to us while you watch us, naked or almost naked. And when you arrive we expect you to look and dress like a sexy forty-year old cougar. You are a very attractive and fuckable woman Evelyn I told he as I sucked her middle finger.

“Do you wax or shave?, I asked her, No she told me, should I? Are you bi-curious Evelyn? Yes I am she told me.

“You do realise my man and I are both bi-sexual Evelyn, I told her as we lightly kissed with our tongues before she hopped into her Uber. No, I didn’t realise she smiled, though I like the thought of it, she told me as we kissed far more seriously with our tongues.

“That was quite a lunch James,” I told him as I concluded telling him about it. “Would like to meet Evelyn and demonstrate our cunnilingus and fellatio skills to her?,” I asked as I showed him some pics of her I took that day on my phone.

“I can’t believe such an attractive woman as her has never had cunnilingus and fellatio. I will be my pleasure and obviously yours as well Veronica. When?”

I was on my phone immediately. “James can’t believe such an attractive woman as you has never had cunnilingus and fellatio. Does two-thirty this Sunday work for you? Yes, our condo. Don’t forget what I told you. You want me to tell you again Evelyn. We want you talk to us, an extra turn for us, while you watch us having oral sex, cunnilingus and fellatio, naked or almost naked. When you arrive we expect you to look and dress like a sexy, forty-year old cougar. And leave your inhibitions at home. See you Sunday.

James and I thrive on a sexual encounter with a third or fourth person, male and or female. That Sunday was excitingly different, very different as a forty-year old, sexually naive cougar wanted to watch us in order to learn some cunnilingus and fellatio techniques.

“You expected me to look and dress like a sexy forty-year old cougar, how do I look? I hope I have left my inhibitions at home,” Evelyn asked full of confidence when she arrived as she tongue kissed me, then James.

She was wearing killer heels, and a short white cocktail dress. “Make me feel like a sexy forty-year old cougar, both of you,” she smiled as she looked at me, then James, before I helped her off with her dress. Just as we had hoped, her skimpy, sexy black thong and matching bra epitomised what a forty-year old cougar should look like for a meeting such as this – a bonus turn on for us.

“Wow, you two are making me feel like a sexy forty-year old cougar, you are turning me on already,” she told us as she looked at our almost naked bodies, both of us wearing matching, silk, short dressing gowns without any belts so our sex was on display. She couldn’t keep her eyes off James flaccid cock as he enjoyed the attention, knowing I would have him rock hard shortly to tease her.

“Wow, look at the way you shave your pubes, both of you, so sexy. And you are huge, much bigger than my man,” Evelyn told us.

James took the initiative as he removed my gown, when he told Evelyn, between tongue kissing me passionately, “Almost without exception we fuck every Sunday afternoon. Lots of foreplay first. Veronica likes me to kiss and lick her big ass, before I lick and suck her erect nipples while she is standing with her back to the wall watching in the wall mirror. Do you like watching Evelyn?

“Then she opens her legs for me so I can lick and kiss her thighs, then her clit, then her cunt lips, the only contact my tongue tip, before I wrap my arms around her thighs and get to work. Now watch me tongue fuck my lady Veronica for you Evelyn, while I talk to you.

“Watch me flatten my tongue and use wide slow strokes to explore her inner and outer lips, vagina, and clitoris. Imagine licking an ice cream cone. Start at the perineum and lick up and around the clit and back down the other side.

“Watch me try different kinds of strokes, circular, side-to-side, up-and-down. I am still discovering what pleases Veronica. When we watch each other masturbate I learn how she likes clitoris to be touched. Give Evelyn your hand, place her hand on top of yours and show her the kind of stroking your cunt prefers.

“Would you like me to penetrate you with a finger Veronica? Yes? You are so wet, I am moving my finger in and out using short but firm strokes. I am going to put my mouth back on your clitoris and lick it. Veronica loves the experience of clitoral stimulation and penetration.

“Look at Veronica, can see the signs she is nearing orgasm , she is moaning, their thighs pressing against my head, her body is arching, her hands tightening on my head. Do you want me to stop now Veronica? No?

“Put a pillow under her ass for me Evelyn, it will elevate her hips and vulva and her increase her pleasure.

“I am going to orgasm for you Evelyn, watch me and watch what James is doing, lifting my big ass with his hands while he is licking, kissing and sucking my cunt. So close, are you watching Evelyn, so good, so fucking good, you don’t know what you are missing. Fuck yes, yes, yes, so good, watch me orgasm. Watch me, watch me.”

“Did you like watching Evelyn, did learn any cunnilingus tips?,” I asked her. “Yes? Good, would you like to watch me give James some fellatio, a blow job, while he stands with his back to wall and and watches in the mirror opposite? He loves another woman watching. Look at his erection, almost ten-inches and thick.

“Wow, I am envious, so would my man be envious.”

“He likes me to commence with me licking and sucking his nipples. Teasing can be one of the best ways to build expectations with oral sex. Watch me breath on his erection and kiss it before I move my tongue up and down his shaft and testicles.

“Variety is truly the spice of life Evelyn, so play freely with your mouth, lips and tongue. Combining different movements such as sucking or swallowing, and making circular motions with your tongue, will all work together to create a pleasurable experience for your man. Start slowly and gently Evelyn, increase the intensity based on your mans reactions.’

“Keep in mind that the most sensitive part of the penis is the head, but don’t just stay there. Mix up your rhythm, intensity and depth to help avoid falling into monotony, while prioritising your man’s preferences. Be gentle, and communicate with your man to ensure they are comfortable and enjoying the experience fully. Are you James?

“Remember you can do much more than just sucking Evelyn, stroking the testicles, stimulating the prostate, caressing the penis. Engaging with your man’s entire body will all help him feel pleasure.’

“Tongue strokes around the foreskin are always pleasurable during a blow job Evelyn, create pressure by sucking the erection will result in the most satisfying and engaging experience for both people.

“Watch me massage the spot between his testicles and anus. Touching it will further stimulate him. Use your hand to stimulate this area by stimulating it with gentle, but firm, circular movements, just like that.

“Watch me make eye contact Evelyn, intense eye contact during sex can help build intimacy.Looking at your partner from time to time can help you both feel engaged. Are you engaged James? Do you love to see me watching you? And Evelyn watching you?

“Do want me to swallow? Would you like to watch Evelyn watch me swallow? How about you Evelyn, would you like to watch me swallow?”

“Of wow, yes, that really is what I imagined a blow job should be. What a turn on for me.”

“Does your man watch you pee?,” I asked Evelyn afterwards as she watched James watching me pee. “No?, my man loves to watch me pee, look at him teasing his cock while he watches.

“Have you ever given your man a golden shower?,” I asked Evelyn as she watched James enjoying my golden shower, just as I was, her face showing her pleasure.

“Are you bi-curious Evelyn? Would you like to shower with me?

“Yes, you know I am bi-curious,” she told me.

“Would you like to visit us again next Sunday Evelyn? We could give you cunnilingus and fellatio, both of us at the same time?,” I asked her as we were passionately tongue kissing.

“Or perhaps you might like us to give you some oral sex, cunnilingus and fellatio, before you leave Evelyn, both of us at the same time?,” I asked.

“Yes please?”

I was in my element, just as James was, both of seducing a new sexual partner, or had she seduced us? Evelyn was on her back on our bed, naked, one knee pointing to the ceiling, at my prompting, as I wrapped my arms around her thighs, then licked and kissed her thigh, then her clit, then her almost bald cunt.

I was pleased to see James had a full, thick, almost ten-inch erection, as he teased Evelyn by rubbing it over her nipples before and after he licked and kissed them.

“Oh wow, fuck, so big,” I could hear Evelyn moan as James slid his erection between her lips in a fucking motion while I continued tongue fucking her.

“You a quick learner Evelyn, so wet, and a very motivated one,” I told her, pleased with myself as she orgasmed a second time for me while James was sliding his erection between her lips.

James had his hands behind his head, his pleasure obvious, as Evelyn was lightly teasing his balls as he continued sliding his erection between pursed her lips in a fucking motion, the large vein in his cock looked ready to burst. “Swallow?,” he asked in a whisper, just seconds before he gushed.

“Would you like to visit us again next Sunday Evelyn? Now that you are losing your inhibitions we could show you new levels of cunnilingus and fellatio,” I asked as James and I watched her pee for us. “We could both worship your ass, James has an ass fetish. We could both tongue fuck you, James while I sit on your face, while you tongue fuck me.”

Evelyn phoned me on the Wednesday, “Do I have to wait until Sunday Veronica? Are you both free on Friday night? And perhaps Sunday as well?”

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