doctor's office dicking

Going to the doctor's office can sometimes be a nerve-wracking experience. You either wait to hear results on things or you're given meds to help you when you feel completely shitty. I've been going to my doc now for about 5 years. I've seen all kinds of assistants come and go. Some were cute, some rude, and some clueless. However, that all changed when I met Melanie.She is a busty 36C with an impressive rack especially after having two kids. Melanie definitely gives off that MILF vibe even though all I'd really seen her in was the medical scrubs she wears to work. She'd been there for a couple months time before we met. We hit it off immediately as she was very pointed in her commentary and made me crack up with some of the things she said. I relished the times she'd drop something inadvertently (or maybe not) because she'd bend over and showcase a luscious ass that begged to be fucked. I could see the outline of her panties and my cock sprang up like a fucking shot.Her tits stuck out under her scrubs but her face was fucking awesome. A beautiful smile and sexy blonde hair down to her shoulders made up the perfect package to get buck wild and nasty with. She was in her 30s and had two young kids, whom I'd met once before. She didn't take any shit as she kicked more than a few patients out of the office for being too mean and uncooperative for not getting their needs met. Most of these just wanted meds to continue their habit of poppin pills. This led to a vicious cycle that was hard to be extracted from.One day I came in to get my blood drawn and she had her hair tied up which always turns me on. This was a new look for her and something that truly got me excited. I couldn't stop looking at her cuz I was so fucking turned on. "What are you looking at? Do I have something on my face or.." "I'm just checking you out because you are simply hot as fuck. This cannot be denied."She blushed and said that was very sweet. It caught her off guard because it'd been a while since a patient was so complimentary too her, other than the usual "thank you". "Come here for a sec", as she led me into one of the empty patient rooms. "This is our latest purchase that just came in. It's a big hydraulic chair that helps us treat people by giving them a place to relax and be comfy. I can use these pedals here to raise or lower and even move from side to side. Although, I suppose it could be used for other things too."She said this with a sly smile on her face which didn't take me long to decipher what she meant. As she was standing next to me she ran her hands over the growing bulge in my pants. I returned the favor by sliding my right hand between her legs and there was already a wet spot! "God, your cock feels so good. Bet it tastes good too", Melanie asserted. "Fits even better," I countered. Her body shook from the chills a little as I dug my fingers deeper inside.We heard footsteps and quickly stopped our handiwork before the doc came in and said, "Ahh I see you're checking out our new baby. This chair does so many things and will be great to help treat our patients that need it." Melanie and I both nodded our heads in agreement even though we were both thinking about that chair and fucking the shit out of each other while on it. The doctor didn't leave us so we both had to keep our hands to ourselves. I said my goodbyes and would get a call in the next couple days to come in if the blood test results showed anything negative.

stress therapy

Rachel climbed the stairs of the university's Behavioral Sciences building to finally arrive at her office on the 6th floor. (And I thought being a grad student would get me some respect,) she thought sarcastically. The corner nook the department liked to call her "office" was hardly 10X10 feet in floor space and crammed with all sorts of books that the regular profs didn't seem to want. If nothing else, it was comfortable. She had found room for a fouton that served as a couch during appointments and as a bed when she stayed there to chip away at her dissertation. (Ah well, another day, another assistanship dollar.) she mused as she turned on her computer to check her appointment calendar.As the computer booted she examined her reflection on the screen. Rachel was a pleasant woman, perhaps not a super-model, but she held her own against the "cheerleader" types. Her mother had always bragged about her combination of brains and beauty. Rachel didn't completely dissagree, either; she had the classic Norweigan features, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a well proportioned body. A bit top heavy, pehaps, but there were worse things. He breasts were quite adequate for turning heads, especially among the under grads, she noticed.It turned out that she had only one appointment that morning, a counselling session with a student named Christopher. Due to arrive in 15 minutes, she decided to put on some coffee and settle down.Almost exactly 15 minutes later, a head popped out from behind the door and a timid voice called out "Hello?""Hi. Come in and sit down," Rachel said warmly. "My name's Rachel, and you must be Chris.""Yeah, I'm Chris." He seemed like a balloon that couldn't hold any more air without popping. Stress was written all over his face, and Rachel noticed that he had probably stayed up all night last night because of his bloodshot eyes and weary expression.After the formalities were out of the way, Rachel asked Chris to tell her about himself. Chris was a music major, and sang in the university choir as well as played trumpet in the orchestra. Rachel could see why he was stressed; music majors are well-known for hellacious schedules and long practice/study hours. She was amazed at how Chris thought nothing of working until 2 or 3 in the morning only to have an 8am class the next day."How long have you been doing this?" Rachel asked."Since my freshman year, and I'm a junior now. It never bothered me until a while ago." Chris said. "It was just part of surviving.""What do you do to relieve stress?""I used to be able to do anything to relieve stress. Music used to relax me so much. Now music is the biggest source of stress I have. I have to be that much better than the next guy or else I don't get into the grad school I want. You should understand that."Admittedly, she did. She remembered back to her undergrad days, when she fought tooth and nail to be the best psych major there was, so she could have this assistanship. "I do understand, Chris. I remember worrying about it as much as you are now. But there isn't ANYTHING you can do to relax?""Hell, I can't even masturbate to relax anymore!" Chris blurted out. Almost immediately Chris realized what he had said. He blushed a deep shade of crimson. "Um... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that... maybe I should leave now-""Wait, don't leave." Rachel said, almost too anxiously. A furious wave of thoughts went through her mind. Somehow Chris's remark had taken Rachel out of her "professional" mode and now realized that she was getting turned on! (Stop it, stop it right here. Rule number 1 about counselling: DON'T get involved with your patients-MAJOR no-no... But he *is* cute... and I haven't had any fun lately... NO! You can't do it... why not? Maybe it's just what he needs...)Rachel went to the door and closed it tight. With no other appointments this morning, she wouldn't be bothered for a good three hours. (Well, I've neverseduced anyone before... but I guess there's always a first time. Here goes nothing), she thought."Chris, I'm going to ask you some... personal questions. You don't have to answer them if you don't want to. I promise that anything you tell me will be kept between us. Okay?" Chris only nodded. "Chris, how long have you been masturbating?"

special delivery

I knew my package would be arriving today. I was so excited. I ordered one of those jackrabbit toys my friend had told me about and was ready to have the time of my life. I waited by the door in my robe. Why even get dressed, I was just going open the box and hop into bed. I'd been drooling about this since I ordered it online. It had everything from rotating, to vibrating, to heat and you could set the ears to your preference. I shivered just thinking about it. I know it sounds silly, me sitting at my dining room table, in my robe, completely wet thinking about a toy. But it had been ages since I'd had sex and my fingers were tired.The doorbell rang and I rushed to the door. As I opened it I saw the delivery girl, dressed in all brown. Her uniform was tight fitting and hugged her curves. "Special Delivery." She said. I thought quickly and invited her in. She agreed, this was her last stop for the day and wasn't in a hurry. "Well good, you can stay and see what you've brought me." I know my smile was a bit mischievous cause she blushed.I got a knife and cut open the box. I pulled the flaps apart to reveal a ton of shipping peanuts. She shifted through them and found another box. She pulled it out and held it up. "Ultra Jackrabbit" she said. What it was dawned on her and she blushed again. I giggled as I opened the box. She took the instructions and starting reading, telling me how to change the settings and how to use it.I had a bright idea. "Hey, why don't you show me how to use it?" Her face went completely red. "Me? But I don't know how to use that. I've never used on before." "You've got the instructions right there." I retaliated. She knew she'd lost that battle. I invited her to my bedroom where I promptly dropped my robe to the floor. Her gasp startled me and I turned to face her. "Am I offending you in any way?" I asked. She shook her head, "No, quite the opposite. I'm quite turned on." With that said she removed her brown outfit and made for the bed with instructions in her hand.As she read the instructions, I tried to follow them. I just couldn't concentrate with her sexy body next to me and her sultry voice filling my ears. I turned on the rabbit and managed to get it to just vibrate. As she read the instructions to me I ran the rabbit along her shaven mound. She jerked slightly as the rabbit hummed along her moistened lips. She looked over at me and smiled. I took that as a 'go ahead'. So I did. I pushed it a little harder against her lips so the tip passed her lips and touched her clit. The moan that escaped her lips filled the room.She began to squirm on the bed as I moved the vibrating little rabbit around her pussy. How do I make it rotate? She quickly found where the instructions pointed out the button and repeated it to me. I giggled and kept rubbing her clit with the humming fake cock. As she let her guard down I slipped the rabbit deep into her wetness. Her gasps quickly changed to a low moan as I changed the setting from vibrate to rotate. The little rabbit filled her completely. I found the button to make the ears vibrate along her clit. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She loved this. I did too. I was so wet.She writhed around on the bed as I worked the Jackrabbit slowly in and out of her tight hole. I reached up with one hand and gently squeezed her tits, helping her build up her climax. As the rabbit rotated inside her, it hit her g-spot over and over again. She began to rock her hips; her moans grew louder and more frequent. I climbed up her body, placing kisses on her soft skin. Her scent filled my nose as I worked the rabbit deeper into her sweetness. As I slipped my tongue from my mouth and flicked it across her erect nipples her hand found my ass and squeezed tightly. I gently sucked her nipples into my mouth and rolled my tongue around them.I felt her body begin to tremble as I kissed my way up her neck. Our tongues met and danced outside of our mouths until she lifted her head and shoved her tongue into my mouth. With that she moaned loudly, her body tensed and she wrapped her arms tightly around me. Her climax was consuming her. Her moans were making my entire body tingle.

story

The crowd milled about the gallery sipping glasses of champagne, their eyes fixed upon the wall and the display of erotic artwork featured in the show. They gave appreciative smiles and murmurs as they passed by each piece, but there was a slight look of confusion on all their faces. The pictures were expressionist in style, a mixture of colors, shapes and textures. There was no set form in them, but only suggested in the composition of the whole. Without form nor detail the pictures were causing quite a stir. People found them erotic and very sensual. Men walked awkwardly trying to avoid reveling their erections and women fanned themselves as though the room were sweltering at 70 degrees.After the third or forth champagne was consumed, people began to change slightly, imperceptibly at first. The crowds began to congregate at pictures as though revering a masterpiece. In fact, it was the proximity to the other bodies that subconsciously drew them together. They crowed in examining the pictures and pressed themselves tastefully close together. As flesh began to rub flesh the mood got even more suggestive. Men ceased caring if others noticed there swelling in their pants, on the contrary, they began to almost encourage the glances with bold stances displaying their hard cocks. They were not overt about it...that would've been garish. They simply stood talking in slightly louder voices with their jackets opened.The women began to subconsciously allow contact as strangers, men and women, would press behind or in front looking at the artwork and their bodies would rub deliciously. The crowd liked the artwork even though their was something haunting about it. An image that was not quite in focus. Something that was known but perhaps forgotten. But that something was driving them to a state of controlled frenzy.Two people noticed this. The artist, Jean-Paul Pascal stood watching the crowd with his own sense of excitement. He could feel their hungers growing within them and he reveled in the fact that his work was causing it. His art was very personal to him as though an extension of himself, and all these people were getting horny looking at it, looking at pieces of him placed on the wall for display. He smiled and sipped the champagne watching them, not wanting to miss a moment or nuance of the frenzy.The other watching was Claire Dylan. She was assigned this story by the magazine and had tried to get out of it. She disliked expressionist art and the snobs that attended these gallery shows. She knew her story would maybe get 20 lines in the back of the magazine as the artist was virtually unknown. And she knew the artist would ask her to model for him, like it was a huge honor to be asked to strip and pose for a culturally elitist, hormonally overactive, snob. They always told her how beautiful she was, that her body was perfect, her face like an angel of temptation. She had accepted the first offer when she had just started at the magazine, feeling flattered a great artist would want her to model. When she had gotten to the studio and found him setting up wine and condoms, she knew she had been wrong. They were all the same. She turned her attention back to the crowd and watched in fascination as the individuals blended with the crowd and became part of this throbbing mass. She saw the passions being ignited and wondered briefly if something had been put in the champagne.Jean-Paul watched the beautiful woman standing there watching the crowd like so many bugs on display. There was contempt in her eyes and he wondered if his artwork offended her or if the contempt was only a symptom of a deeper loathing. He glanced back at the crowd and decided they were not nearly as interesting as this lady. Yes, lady, for she was a lady, he could see that. She was beautiful, with long brown hair pulled back from her face and a tight black dress on that reached down to just above the knees. She carried herself with grace and had a noble look to her eyes. Her body was curvaceous and legs long and tight. But the thing that most struck him was the dignity about her, the self confidence that she exuded.Claire knew he was watching her. She had seen him glance her way and then turn to stare openly at her. She knew in a few seconds he would walk over and introduce himself, waiting for a moment there after for adulation and fawning that usually accompanied that revelation at the artist's show. He would be surprised this time, she thought, no fawning, bent kneed, little groupie here. She smiled and across the room Jean-Paul felt sad. There was a bitterness to that smile that destroyed its beauty.

1 night

My one night with Jenny was a night I never thought would happen.We had met in an internet chat room and hit it off pretty good as friends. However the problem was that she lived on the west coast and I lived on the east coast.We talked about music, life, the relationships each of us were in at the time. Through the instant messaging on the internet we had some pretty intense cybersex experiences. That lead to more intense phone sex experiences. We had an emotional bond to each other, how to turn each other on and how to get each other off.However our real-life relationships were in the way of finding out if the intensity of the fantasy world could be matched in reality. We were each involved in a long distance relationship. Hers happened to be with a guy in a city about an hour away from me. So anytime she came out to visit him, she stayed with other friends of hers and we'd always see eachother for a day - some kissing, a meal, friendly conversation, but that was it. She didn't want to cheat on her boyfriend and I didn't want to cheat on my girlfriend.We kept in touch over the years and every time I was between relationships, she was in one, and when she was available, I was in one. However that all changed one August day.I was between relationships and she was on the East Coast visiting. We met at a park near her friend's house before lunch and she was looking better than usual. Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders (she usually wore it short) a loose-fitting red v-neck shirt that showed off some of her 40C cleavage, and a pair of tight jeans that framed her fine ass well. We greeted each other with our usual hug and kiss, during which our tongues intertwined and I thought I felt a little something extra in her kiss but I wasn't sure. During our lunch conversation she was complaining about how he was treating her and how she was getting sick of the friends she was staying with. I suggested that she get away from it all for a night and come stay at my place. I said if she was worried about what anyone thought she could stay in my guest room.She accepted my invitation and we were having some friendly conversation in the car on the ride back, when she said "Gary I notice you've been checking me out quite a bit today, I bet you can't wait to get back to your place and get your mouth on these" and with that she flashed me her magnificent tits. I nearly lost control of the car at that point, but managed to get refocused on the interstate. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear "I like the effect I'm having on you" and unzipped my fly, took out my hardening cock and stroked it a few times.Then she said "I can't wait until I can taste this tonight" stroked it a few more times and then slid it back in my pants.The ride back to my place seemed like took forever. However once we got there things heated up quickly. Our hands were all over each other, taking off each other's clothes right after I closed the door behind us. We were naked in less than a minute. I pinned her against the door and reached around to squeeze her ass while my tongue was in her mouth and my hard-on was pressing against her pussy. I lifted one of her legs slightly and with one thrust I was inside her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, then lifted her other leg up and wrapped it around my waist and growled in my ear "Fuck me hard baby" and with that I pistoned into her as hard and fast as I could, while my head bent down to lick those inviting breasts. My mind was still spinning from the fact I was finally getting to fuck her and I was amazed that we were doing it standing up and it took only a few minutes before I shot my first load of the night into her tight pussy.As we stood there wrapped in each other's arms breathing hard my softening dick slipped out of her pussy and she reached down took a hold of it and said "let's see how quickly you can get ready for round 2″. With that she knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth.She rolled her tongue over it as it slid between her lips. Then she licked up and down while playing with my balls. She was begging me to get hard quickly as she started beating me off with her hand and licking and sucking on my balls, rolling them on her tongue one at a time. It didn't take long of that treatment before I was rock hard and ready to go again.I stood her up and moved her to the couch where I had her sit down and I knelt in front of her. I started to lick her pussy and tracing my tongue gently over the lips while reaching up to massage her breasts. I sucked each pussy lip into my mouth to savor her juices while flicking my tongue across them. Then I did the alphabet trick and traced my tongue over them in the shape of each letter of the alphabet as I moved my hands down so I could carress her fine ass and slowly start to finger fuck her pussy while eating her. She was moaning loudly with pleasure. She had wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed them to pull me even closer to her as her hands helped hold my head in place I was in heaven. But eventually I had to come up for air. When I did I stood her up and took her place sitting on the couch.

ohh

I'm not an adventurous person. Not by nature, anyway. It takes quite a bit of motivation to get me to explore outside my comfort zone. I suppose that's what made Halloween so special. I could dress up and disguise my identity. Even act completely unlike myself and not worry.At the office where I work, there was a lot of discussion revolving around various parties. The buzz was all about who was going where and for some, with whom they were going. I hadn't made any plans myself. Until Liz, my boss's assistant, mentioned she was going to a masquerade ball.You see, I guess I'm one of those girls they say is in the closet. I don't consider myself lesbian. I don't find most women attractive. Not sexually, anyway. But Liz, she was one of those rare few that sparked something inside me.I decided I'd go to that ball and if my courage held and the timing right, maybe I'd make a play. I'd never been with a woman and had always been too chicken shit to even try. Liz was worth it and besides, I'd be in disguise. To say I carried a torch for her was too much, but maybe a candle.Halloween came quickly and I could hardly wait. I'd told everyone I had no plans and used my abstention to win Liz's confidence. She confided she was going as Snow White, so I would go as the old hag from the same fairytale. It was perfect, because I'd be completely unrecognizable.As I arrived, I noticed her shiny black VW Jetta parked out front of the hotel that was hosting the event. Fear crept up my spine, but the sensation made the moment all the more delicious. Well, that and the flask of scotch I had with me.I downed another swig, checked my makeup in the rearview mirror and headed in. The ball was held in one of the huge conference rooms and it was filled with monsters and characters of all sorts.I didn't care for any of them. Through the sea of Draculas , Frankensteins, sexy witches and nurses, I sought only Snow White.My costume was a thick woolen cape and robe and it itched and had me sweating within minutes. I was beginning to regret my choice when I saw her.Across the dance floor, at one of the mini-bars, Liz was talking animatedly with a cowboy. I traced the length of her long slender legs. The golden mini skirt she wore as part of her costume revealed more of her perfectly sculpted legs than I'd ever seen before. My inner lesbian reacted and the heat ripped through me. She was so hot. My mouth watered uncontrollably. The scotch was helping perhaps a tad more than I needed, but my courage was holding.The blue satin top she wore was barely more than a tight camisole, but at least it resembled the Disney's classic version of the character, complete with puffy, short sleeves. Although, she was definitely the rated R version.The swell of her breasts billowed up and looked like they might spill over the drawstrings and I lost myself in that visual for a minute. Her full lips kept stretching into a smile and I could see she was flirting. The cowboy was eating it up. I couldn't blame him. I'd have been a puddle at her feet by then.It was now or never. Maybe I'd strike out, but she wouldn't recognize me, so I had nothing to lose. I moved up, hunched my back in character and flashed her a smile.

mmm

Aashka was working late again. It was well after midnight. Her programming project was buggy and bumping up against a deadline. It was beginning to seem that every solution generated two new problems. She wished this thing was over and done with. Just about every night and weekend for the past three months had been spent struggling with this project. Aashka was healthy young woman with strong needs. Back home in New Delhi, she was considered beautiful and, even here in the United States, her dark beauty, slender body and sparkling eyes turned heads. There was little doubt that she could find a man to sleep with her and bring feelings of satisfaction to her yoni but she had no time for social activities at the present time. The project needed to be brought to completion and she was stuck for answers.Swallowing her pride, she headed for Clay's office. She knew Clay would be there, even if there were nobody else left on the floor. It seemed to her that the pale redhead man lived in his office.Though Clay was only twenty-three, he was unarguably the firm's alpha geek. The tall redhead wrote elegant code and was responsible for several major contributions to the last release of Linux. He was a force to be reckoned with in the world of computers but was known to be shy and somewhat reclusive. Clay had no sex life. His only previous sexual experiences had been with his right, and sometimes his left, hand. Though he was fluent in many programming languages, he found it almost impossible to speak with women. When Aashka appeared in his doorway, he felt the familiar surges of frustrated lust but tried to push them aside. Her white blouse was stretched across her well-rounded chest, her short, flowing skirt complimented her round hips and sexy dark brown legs. There was no way he was ever going to be able to score with a sleek, beautiful woman like her. She probably had men standing in line to touch her full, round breasts and smooth brown patchouli scented skin. Clay imagined she probably had her strong, shapely dark legs wrapped around the man of her choosing every night. It's funny how a man who knew so much could know so little.Clay looked over her printouts and then inserted the CD she'd brought with her into his disk drive. Aashka thought he looked comfortable in his tee shirt and old gym shorts and wished she could dress so casual. He was intensely staring at the computer monitor, rapidly scrolling through her code and occasionally muttering to himself. She thought he looked cute with his tousled, curly red hair and light freckles. From the look of his pale skin, she wondered when was the last time he'd been out in the sun. The sudden sound of his voice broke through the fog of her musings."Could you grab my tarantula folder for me?" he asked."Tarantula folder?""Yeah," he laughed. Aashka thought it was a friendly, pleasant laugh. "It's in the cabinet over there. Don't worry, it won't bite. It's my collection of notes on big, hairy problems. It's probably in the bottom drawer."Clay marveled at the sweet roundness of her rear end as she bent to search for the folder. Just the sight of her sexy body was making him hard."I don't see anything marked tarantula here," she said.Clay got up to help. He stood behind her looking over her shoulder. Distracted by her silky black hair he moved a step too close. His crotch bumped up against her curvaceous butt, pressing his erect dick up against the crack of her ass.He quickly stumbled backwards with profuse, stuttering apologies.Aashka smiled and looked over her shoulder at the blushing man-child. Her own horniness had been wreaking havoc with her concentration recently."Your lingham is hard with lust," she said with a little giggle."Yeah, I...um...oh!" Clay's feeble reply was cut short by the sight of Aashka dropping her black panties and lifting her skirt to reveal her lovely brown ass and dark haired pussy. He saw her fingers reach down and begin rubbing between her legs.

mmm

Mark was still feeling down about his mother's death three years ago. She didn't get to see him graduate high school last year or see him off to his first year at an Ivy League university this year. He was shy, wore glasses, and wasn't a jock and had just an average build. He didn't work out, preferring to focus on his studies. He was also very shy and lacked confidence in his looks so he didn't date and as a result was still a virgin after that freshman year. He was also upset that his rich father, Jeff, had decided to move on and start dating again last year. He thought that most of the women his father had chosen to date were just air-headed bimbos -- attractive women with little intelligence who were either after his money or who he was using to solve a midlife crisis.However all that changed the day Mark came home for summer break after his first year of college. His father told him that he met a wonderful woman that he was going to marry and that she had a daughter who was a freshman at the big state university and they were all going to go out to dinner that night so everyone could meet. Mark looked at his father stunned asking how he could do this and his father told him "sometimes you just know when it's the right person and I wanted you to focus on your studies instead of being judgmental or worried about me."That night at dinner Mark saw why his father was smitten with Beth, his new bride-to-be. Beth was a lawyer who had a fantastic figure, great breasts, platinum blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She might have been in her 50s, but she looked like she was in her 30s. He was thinking that she truly fits the definition of a MILF. Beth's daughter Jill obviously inherited her mother's looks as she was a younger, sexier, version of her mother. Beth and Jill's friendly smiles and demeanor put Mark at ease and there was great conversation between everyone during dinner. After dinner Mark told his dad that he had picked a winner.The wedding took place in early August, before Mark and Jill had to return to their respective colleges. One night after the new family had moved into their shared home, Jill knocked on the door to Mark's room and then entered without waiting for a response, wearing just a long t-shirt that barely covered her ass, and said to him "I've noticed the way you've been checking me out, why haven't you said anything to me about it? You know you're kind of cute" Mark stammered, not knowing what to say, as he had barely enough time to stash the porn magazine he had been jerking off to. Jill looked down and smiled, noticing Mark's 7-inch hard on sticking up under the covers, and said to him "I can help you with that" and proceeded to reach down and begin stroking Mark's cock through the sheets while leaning in to give him an open-mouthed kiss.

yumm

While I'd never thought of fucking on a golf course before, last weekend changed all that thanks to a smokin' hot blonde named Annie. I was paired with my boy Steve, while his girlfriend Tina was paired with her friend Annie, whom I'd never met before. Annie was this mega babe with a beautiful smile, stacked 36Cs and an ass that just wouldn't quit. She was wearing a visor and a ponytail while her short skirt showed off her luscious legs. Her golf top couldn't conceal her mouthwatering tits as they jutted out prominently.I was transfixed by her model's smile as I know she caught me looking a couple times and I blushed each time while she smiled and winked. We were paired up as teams with Steve and Tina vs. me and Annie. I was an ok golfer while Steve was definitely more experienced and skilled than me. On the other hand, much to my surprise Annie was very good while Tina was so-so.Through the first couple holes I was truly worse than normal. I'll admit I was distracted by Annie's gorgeousness. I was already fantasizing about fucking her from behind, grabbing onto her delicious melons while ramming her juicy slit hard. After about the 5th hole, we were down by five strokes already. After missing an easy putt on that hole, Annie came over and whispered in my ear, "Relax babe. I know you like what you see and so do I. Start playing better and you'll get to see it all and do whatever you want." Annie then gave me a kiss on the cheek for luck as Steve and Tina were giggling and no doubt talking about how quickly Annie took a liking to me.After the front nine, we closed the gap a little. We were only down by three as I played better, Annie was solid and Steve missed a couple of gimmes that he'd usually make even with his eyes closed. Annie and I knew how Steve was not exactly the best winner and loser so after every fuckup of his we high-fived to see how much it'd throw him off his game. In the meantime when Steve and Tina were conferring Annie would blow me kisses and run her hands over her juicy jugs. She'd rub the nipple area and her nubs were now rock hard and begging to be suckled and nibbled. I would rub myself over my slacks and she could see how hard I was getting as my cock raged against my thigh. Annie then bit her upper lip anxiously awaiting my knob wherever I wanted.By the 15th hole we were only down by one as I was virtually matching Steve shot for shot playing way above my head. Tina was surprisingly keeping up with Annie except for a couple of missed shots. On the 15th I needed to make a 40-footer which would be the longest putt I'd ever made. For the first time ever though, I felt hugely confident that I'd make it. When I looked over at Annie she smiled and winked, but this time ran her tongue over every part of her soft lips. This was all the inspiration I needed as my shot was straight and DOWN! "HOLY SHIT", I yelled out as Annie came over to me with her cans bouncing and nipples hard, and started a mind-blowing French kiss that had my cock aching to be freed. Steve and Tina both checked us out wondering what the fuck was going on and how we could be into each other that quick.The last three holes were tense even though this was supposed to be a friendly game with only a dinner riding on the outcome. We now matched each other pretty much shot for shot as there were no slip ups until the final hole. It was on me again as this time I had another 40-footer to make but this time for the win. As I was lining up the putt Annie came over and again whispered in my ear, "Remember baby, you'll see it all and we'll do it all." I had a huge smile on my face as I went back to make sure of my line. I didn't even take a practice swing like normal I just went for it and stung it on first contact. I hoped I'd read the right break to the left and sure enough the ball came back and back and back and DOWN! GAME OVER!Annie and I both jumped for joy as we were so excited. Steve and Tina although very impressed gave us both the finger as a big "FUCK YOU, you lucky bastards!" They smiled as they were doing it and took the loss in stride. They weren't so butt-hurt as they could've been because if they were gonna lose to me making 2 40-footers they could live with it. As Annie was putting her clubs back in her bag, Steve and Tina came over to me and asked, "What was Annie telling you before you made those putts?" "Well she was just telling me to visualize my ball going straight in the hole and to make sure my shot was hard enough to get there."As Steve and Tina were going back into the club house for a shower before dinner, Annie said she wanted to hang back a little and find out how I hit those two fantastic putts. It was getting fairly dark now as everybody had left the course and gone inside. Instead, Annie took me by the hand and led me to the nearest tee box which was shielded from the view in the clubhouse. I placed both hands on the sides of her head and kissed her passionately as she returned my desire. Our hands then roamed all over each other's bodies making sure not to miss a thing.I helped Annie slowly lift up her top and encased in a scorching white see-through bra was an angelic pair of knockers that begged to be played with. I undid the back and unveiled the most perfect tits I'd ever seen. Simply PERFECT! I nibbled on her nipples as she hissed and moaned urging me to bite harder. I ran my right hand down her bod and noticed her panties were fucking soaked. I rubbed steadily as she hissed and her breathing became staggered. After a minute or so she uttered, "I need you in my mouth baby. Let me taste it, please?"I got upright while she undid my belt and lowered my slacks. My cock surged through the pee hole in my boxers and she teased it a little. She rubbed it along her cheeks and chin and even stroked it as precum came out the tip. She licked that off then slid her lips and mouth onto my beef that had my whole body tingling. Her tongue and lips were like a skilled painter using a canvas to do whatever she wanted. I held onto the back of her head as I fucked her mouth. Her muffled moans did nothing to conceal how burning hot and wet she was.

ohh

I was a member of our college's football cheerleading squad and proudly ware the short, pleated purple and gold shirt and was lucky, because at the age of 18, I well-advanced beyond my fellow female classmates and had full, firm breast to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday's preceding a football game.I had little sexual experience but once-in-a-while when my hormones were raging, I would go to the girl's restrooms on these Friday mornings to slip out of my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a tantalizing sillouete underneath my well-tailored sweater. Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely reach up under my shirt when sitting at my desk and play with my most, supple pink lips and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm. Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean over to take a sip form the water fountain I could excite myself with the though that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I had been chosen my a lottery and entered into a pact of secrecy with my fellow cheerleaders to paint our school's mascot symbol on our rival's schools bus. It had been an annual event which was "destined" to become an annual tradition. Unfortunately, however, unbeknownst to me I was caught in the act.Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my purse and was now proudly outfitted in my pleated short skirt and tightly fitting sweater. Upon emerging for the restroom, I ran into our assistant vice-principal, Mr. Humphrey.Mr. Humphrey was a 6′ tall handsome specimen of a full grown man. All of the girls in the school held a secret crush on him and I was no exception.Mr. Humphrey asked me where I was the night before and I was speechless. He then told me to report to his office immediately.When I entered his office, he rose form his desk and come around to close the door and told me to sit down. He proceeded to pace and told me that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the area where our rival's school bus was parked ---- I was caught in the act. He told me that he had little choice but to relinquish my position on the cheerleading squad.The thought of being thrown off the squad let alone having my parents find out and giving up my uniform was more than I could bear.Tears began to roll down my cheeks and I wept and started to plead with Mr. Humphrey to reconsider his decision. He stood firm on his decision as he held his chin in his hand as he listened to my continued pleas. He know how much the squad meant to me.I said that I would acquiesce to any other form of punishment other than having to give up my position on the squad.

1 hot story

Don't know why, but for some reason I've been thinking alot about Dawn. You see, Dawn was my first time and only time with an older woman. This story happened several years ago.We were friends, liked the same bands, and flirted a bit online, but I didn't think it would lead to anything. We were just good friends, living several states apart, she was in her mid-50s and single and I was in my early 30s and in an on-and-off long-distance relationship.However she was coming to my state to visit some other friends and asked if we could get together for a day or two before she saw her friends so we could catch a baseball game together and hang out. I said yes.I met her at the train station and she came off the train looking great with her black hair hanging around her shoulders, her hazel eyes glistening, tight t-shirt that made her 38Cs look great and tight jeans that showed off her figure. She looked like she was in her late 30s. She greeted me with a big open-mouthed kiss. We spent the next several minutes with our tongues in each others' mouths and hands roaming over each others' bodies. We were friends meeting for the first time so I certainly wasn't expecting a greeting like this, but I knew how to respond.We chatted a bit on the drive back to my place and once we got inside our hands were all over each other again. She must've felt the effect it was having on me as my dick was hardening. She unzipped my fly, pulled out my dick and started stroking it while we kissed. I tried to undo her bra but she pushed my hand away.She stopped before finishing me off saying we had to get ready to head out to the game. I begged her not to leave me in that state and to finish me off with her hand or mouth, but she said if I wanted the job done I'd have to do it myself and that she wanted to watch. So I laid back on the bed and started stroking myself fast and hard while kneeled next to me licking my neck and cheering me on. It took only a few minutes for me to cum hard and when I did she let out a gasp saying she had never seen a guy shoot that high before. I asked her to lick me clean, but she told me to use some tissues and clean myself.After the game we returned to my place and I was thinking she'd stay in the guest room, but I shouldn't have been surprised when she followed me into my room and asked if she could join me. Without thinking I said "sure". We kissed some more as we undressed each other but as I moved to caress her breasts she pushed my hands away and said "not yet" and slipped on a sexy blue negligee that left little to the imagination while I put on a pair of silk boxers.

1 night

Julia and I were staying at a bed and breakfast in upstate New York recently for a conference that her college was sponsoring. At about 7pm after a formal dinner party we decided to head back to the room early. All those party gowns with bodies being covered by thin sheer dress materials (especially the students, 2 of which I danced with), were making me super horny. When we got back to out room Julia noticed a landscaper mulching the shrubs outside our sliding glass doors. Julia opened the curtain about a foot and watched the guy for a while. He quietly kept to his work and didn't acknowledge her. She then opened the door a little but left the screen closed for fresh air. He was dark skinned, pretty well built and she commented about how strong his arms looked and how tanned he was. She seemed at the time fixated on watching him work. She commented: "I bet he's got REAL tan lines!" Being the guy that I am - I immediately sensed an opportunity here. I turned on the reading light next to the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed facing the glass doors, I asked her to "come over here".When she came over I gave her a long slow kiss. I then turned her around so her ass was up against my chest so she was in full view of, not only the full length mirror in out room but also, the guy outside. I began to slowly unzip her dress and she said; "Youuuuu"! She knew exactly what sexual adventure I had in mind. She whispered quietly: " He's too close - he's looking right at me". I said: "I know he is and I think you'll both really enjoy this - relax and let me do this". At that, I slowly peeled her dress down, slid down her slip and stockings, and then slowly unhooked and removed her bra. I left her small white panties on for now - she looks great in nothing but white panties. She had no control over the fact that her nipples were standing straight up - so I knew she was in full anticipation of what was about to happen. She was getting very horny very fast.It was funny watching the guy try to "act natural" while working - he mulched the same shrub for about half an hour as he watched me slowly continue to undress her. I made sure he had a full unobstructed view of Julia the entire time - probably as close as four feet away at one point. I bet he could hear every little moan and squeak she made. I pulled her arms back, took my tie and slowly tied her wrists behing her back. After rubbing her breasts and nipples for a while I finally whispered: "It's time to show him to see YOUR tan lines sweetheart." She quickly replied: "But I don't HAVE very good tan lines........". At that I whispered "You've got something much better" and I slowly slid down her panties and completely exposed her pussy to our landscaper. I left the panties down around her ankles and looked around to see the guy in a trance looking directly at her pussy. Rubbing her legs and freely fluffing her pubic hair I whispered to Julia" "He is so close I bet he could smell how aroused you are right now"!! She looked great - and was getting even hotter at this point.

1st time

Taylor licked her lips as I started to un-zip my pants. She wanted to feel a cock inside her so bad for the first time in her life she was willing to fuck on her bed at the moment. I pulled down my pants to reveal my monster cock. Although she hadn't seen a cock before she knew that mine was huge. Although I was almost 19 my cock was already 11 inches long. not to mention how wide I was. As soon as my pants hit the ground she started to stroke me. After some time I was at full length and she started to suck me off. She opened her mouth wide to fit my massive cock head in her mouth. My cock tingled and waves of pleasure went through me as she licked,sucked,and stroked my monster. Although Taylor was a virgin she really knew what to do. I will admit I can hold my load for a long time. and after 15 minutes of Taylor's pretty face bobbing up and down on my manhood I started to feel my first climax coming. I grabbed her hair and started to shove my monster farther down her throat, which she seemed to enjoy. All of a sudden I knew it was time. "OOOO Taylor Im Going to Cum. I'm CUMMMINNNNGGGG!!!!" My massive load shot down into her throat, filled her mouth and seeped out of her lips as she tried to swallow every drop. I must have shot a gallon of cum because she was covered in it by the time I had stopped. I recovered from my massive cumshot to see Taylor undressing. When she pulled down her pants I could see that her entire crotch was soaked with pussy juices. And her beautiful 36B nipples were standing at attention. She pulled down her panties to reveal the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen, perfect lips, with an airstrip shaved into it. Just waiting for my cock to land. I put my face down to devour her pussy. Her juices smelled so good and sweet. My first lick made her squirm and moan. Her pussy tasted so good, and mixed with Taylor moaning every time my lips went to her clit or pussy lips made me hard once again. After only 5 minutes of my eating her out a flood of juices shot out of her pussy, and she squeeled in response to her first cumming. After waiting some time for her moans to subside I climbed on the bed. She looked at me and smiled, and started to stroke my 11 incher again. I had no idea how my cock was going to fit in her tight virgin pussy, but i was going to make it. I had climbed on top of her and spread her pussy lips, which made her moan in response. She had told me her hymen had been broken when she was young because of its thinness, so i didn't have to worry that much about her bleeding. I slowly slid 1 finger into her pussy. I couldn't believe how tight she was. She screamed at the top of her longs in pleasure as I slid a second finger in her. " Oh my god finger my tight little pussy baby" She yelled at the top of her lungs. After fingering her for a little bit she came again, but to my surprise she squirted all over my fingers. This made her scream again and again in pleasure. I made her cum another 3 times until I thought she was ready for my cock monster. I grabbed my dick and slowly slid it between her slit, and hit her clit. This made her cum again and squirt a little on my dick. This drove me over the edge and I positioned my cock to go into her hole. My cockhead slowly but surely slid in to her tight little hole. The whole time Taylor was screaming her head of in a bliss. By the time my cock head was all the way in her pussy she had already cum once. I drove my shaft slowly deeper into her. She kept moaning and screaming. After I got about 7 inches in I started to pull out and go back in. She must have cum atleast 2 more times in those seconds. than she did the most amazing thing of all. She pushed me over and straddled me, and took the WHOLE length of my cock inside of her. She screamed the loudest scream I had ever heard. Than she started to fuck me like a pro, bucking and bouncing. Every thrust and bounce was an orgasm for her. After 10 minutes of this I could feel my load building again. My balls started to tighten up and than I moaned a massive moan and shot my load into her tight little pussy. Cum flooded around my dick as it seeped out of her pussy. She pulled out and layed beside me. I was surprised that I was still hard, she noticed and gave me a huge smile. She took the massive cock in her mouth again and gave me the best blowjob of my life. Once again I shot my load into her mouth again and again, until I finnaly went soft. She cudgeled up next to me and we snuggled until we fell asleep.

ohh

My husband and I have always been very proud of our house and yard. Since we were married 7 years ago and moved in here we have always maintained a impressive flower garden that is the envy of all the neighbors through lots of shared hard work. It is something we enjoy doing together. Of course, after the other day the gardening chores take on a whole other meaning.We were working in the backyard. We have a six foot privacy fence around it but, even if no one else sees, we do, so we always keep at the flower garden there too. We had just laid down a new layer of top soil and were getting ready to plant the summer's flowers when the rain started. The clouds had been gathering for a while but, we had hoped to get most of the flowers in to soak up the rain.We decided to go ahead and keep working through the light rain and even kept on as the rain fell harder and harder. We finally got the top soil smoothed out to an even level when all hell broke loose. The rain was falling in buckets and we ran for cover into the back porch. After catching our breath we realized we had left several tools in the flower bed and they were starting to sink in the top soil which by now was basically a mud pit.I volunteered for the hazardous duty of retrieving them and ran back out into the rain and carefully tip toed through the mud to get the rake and shovel. I bent to grab the shovel and the mud shifted under me and I went head over heels into the mucky mess. I could hear Jim laughing at me and I got annoyed rather quickly at his amusement. I tried to stand and slipped again and fell face forward into the mud covering me head to toe in muck.I pushed myself up to my hands and knees and grabbed the shovel and rake and tossed both of them clear of the flower bed and proceeded to crawl to the edge. Jim ran out into the rain and offered his hand to me to help me up but, I was still sorta annoyed at him laughing so I pulled hard on his hand and he lost his balance and toppled in beside me. Now it was my turn to laugh as he wiped the mess from his face and turned to glare at me.I guess we both noticed at the same time though how the mud sorta felt good and squishy. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then I smiled and stripped off my tank top revealing my bare breasts and tossed it onto the lawn. The rain was cold as it struck my pert 36C tits and my nipples were instantly hard. I laughed at the shocked look on Jim's face and laid back into the mud and started scooping handfuls and rubbing it on my tits.I felt Jim's hands touch me and tiny shocks went through my body at how nasty this whole thing was, here out in the backyard playing in the mud. I looked at him and saw his shirt and pants were gone, tossed to the lawn as well and he was wearing only his bikini briefs and they were doing hardly anything to cover his hard cock as it strained to be free.I leaned forward and kissed him and grabbed his briefs and pulled hard until I heard the satisfactory ripping sound as they shredded and his seven inches sprung free and reached full length. I wanted nothing more then to just suck his cock right then but, he plopped back and sat down in the mud and began squishing it all over his muscular body.I couldn't tell which was wetter, the mud or my aching pussy by this point. I grabbed at my own shorts and pulled and twisted until they began to rip. I ripped them half off and left them hanging from one leg and crawled through the mud over to Jim. He was watching all of this and stroking his cock using mud to make it slippery. I was too hot to care about the neighbors by now and just wanted to fuck.

mmm

Mark was still feeling down about his mother's death three years ago. She didn't get to see him graduate high school last year or see him off to his first year at an Ivy League university this year. He was shy, wore glasses, and wasn't a jock and had just an average build. He didn't work out, preferring to focus on his studies. He was also very shy and lacked confidence in his looks so he didn't date and as a result was still a virgin after that freshman year. He was also upset that his rich father, Jeff, had decided to move on and start dating again last year. He thought that most of the women his father had chosen to date were just air-headed bimbos -- attractive women with little intelligence who were either after his money or who he was using to solve a midlife crisis.However all that changed the day Mark came home for summer break after his first year of college. His father told him that he met a wonderful woman that he was going to marry and that she had a daughter who was a freshman at the big state university and they were all going to go out to dinner that night so everyone could meet. Mark looked at his father stunned asking how he could do this and his father told him "sometimes you just know when it's the right person and I wanted you to focus on your studies instead of being judgmental or worried about me."That night at dinner Mark saw why his father was smitten with Beth, his new bride-to-be. Beth was a lawyer who had a fantastic figure, great breasts, platinum blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She might have been in her 50s, but she looked like she was in her 30s. He was thinking that she truly fits the definition of a MILF. Beth's daughter Jill obviously inherited her mother's looks as she was a younger, sexier, version of her mother. Beth and Jill's friendly smiles and demeanor put Mark at ease and there was great conversation between everyone during dinner. After dinner Mark told his dad that he had picked a winner.The wedding took place in early August, before Mark and Jill had to return to their respective colleges. One night after the new family had moved into their shared home, Jill knocked on the door to Mark's room and then entered without waiting for a response, wearing just a long t-shirt that barely covered her ass, and said to him "I've noticed the way you've been checking me out, why haven't you said anything to me about it? You know you're kind of cute" Mark stammered, not knowing what to say, as he had barely enough time to stash the porn magazine he had been jerking off to. Jill looked down and smiled, noticing Mark's 7-inch hard on sticking up under the covers, and said to him "I can help you with that" and proceeded to reach down and begin stroking Mark's cock through the sheets while leaning in to give him an open-mouthed kiss.Mark couldn't believe this was happening. Here was a girl, more beautiful than any of the ones he had jerked off to, kissing him and giving him a hand job. He just closed his eyes and ran his hands through her long blonde hair as his tongue wrapped around hers. The excitement of it all was getting to be too much to handle and he had to push her hand off his cock before he shot his load. She whispered in his ear "that's ok, but let's get naked and have some fun" and proceeded to pull off her shirt to reveal a set of 38Bs and a nicely trimmed pussy that had just a small patch of blonde hair above it. He hurriedly yanked off his shirt and went right for her breasts, kissing them and sucking on them. To his lips they felt just the right size compared to some of the fake-looking ones he's seen in the porn magazines and films he's looked at.

part2

Promptly at 9A the next morning, Jessie knocked on the door. Philip opened it immediately and led her to the bathroom where she quickly removed her jacket, blouse, and skirt. Philip eyed her approvingly. "You are quite stunning, Jessie. Your auburn hair and your deep blue eyes. And god, you have tits to die for."She smiled at him. "Thank you, Philip."He raised an eyebrow."38C if you need to know.""Lovely. I hope to get to taste them some day. Now come with me. He is a bit behind schedule so a bit impatient just now. He has been exceedingly demanding this morning."He ushered her into the study. The desk was quite large with only a phone and a few files on it. There was a large leather couch, a comfortable-looking plush chair with full arms, and a lovely oriental-looking carpet. The windows were covered with rich floor-to-ceiling drapes. As she glanced around, she noticed a small intricately carved chest.Mr. Jacobson was wearing slacks and a polo shirt though she noticed that he was again barefoot. His back was to her as he barked some orders into the phone and then put it down sharply. He leaned over to write something on one of the pieces of paper. Without looking up, he said "Philip!" as he put the paper in one of the file folders and closed it.He handed Philip the file folder. "Take care of this. Please bring fresh coffee for us." He turned and glimpsed Jessie. His face softened a little as he took in her hair down around her shoulders and her bare pussy peeking through the sheer fabric of the garter."Come here."She walked over to him quickly and he helped lift her on the desk. He pushed her back and positioned her feet up on the desk before he leaned over and buried his face in her pussy. She gasped as he tongued her roughly, then sucked her clit hard before taking the tip gently between his teeth and pulling it. He pushed her legs open wide and slapped the inside of her thighs. He roughly fingered her pussy. "You are so wet already. You must be one hungry cunt." He then slipped he wet finger into her asshole and moaned when he felt how tight she was there.He looked up at her. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Jessie?"She shook her head and she thought she felt Mr. Jacobson shiver. "Ah my girl. That won't be true when you leave here today. By god I will have this ass and this delicious pussy several times today!" He leaned over again and lapped her pussy, tonguing the entrance to her vagina, sucking and licking her clit.He pulled her roughly to the end of the desk and quickly unzipped his pants. He pushed himself into her, wrapping his hands under her thighs to pull her closer, and fucked her fast and hard. It seemed like it was only a matter of minutes before he came with a soft groan. He pulled out and as he zipped up he said, "Your pussy is delightfully tight. I can hardly wait to take your ass now. But right now you need to move. Philip should have a towel for you as I don't want cum on my leather furniture, but don't clean up too much. Just sit quietly now."Philip handed her a small hand towel and she dabbed her pussy before sitting down gently on the couch. She didn't want to get too comfortable and was a bit on edge because of the roughness with which he had fucked her. And yet she was incredibly aroused.Mr. Jacobson took another call and sat down in the chair behind the desk. He motioned to her and she quickly moved to position herself between his legs. He covered the phone and said, "Undress." She took off her bra, her heels, her garter and stockings as he watched and made occasional comments into the phone. He nodded when she was done, smiled at her admiringly, and spread his legs.She unzipped his pants and quietly but efficiently began to suck his cock, licking the shaft and paying special specific attention to the head. He shifted his position a little to give her better access and she was able to take him a little deeper in her mouth. While she sucked, he stroked her hair almost absent-mindedly. She was aware of the fact that he was carrying on a conversation as though his cock wasn't buried deep in her mouth.Suddenly he threaded his fingers through hair and gripping hard, holding her head perfectly still. "Look, dammit, I've given you my final numbers. You can take it or leave. I don't give a damn." With that he hung up and looked down to see her mouth full of his cock. He stared at her for what seemed like a few minutes."Get up."She let him pop out of her mouth and stood up. He took her by the hips and positioned her to face the desk. He gently pushed on her back so she bent over. She shifted her feet to widen her stance."Stop moving," he said and smacked her hard on the ass. She gasped and then she felt his fingers toying roughly with her pussy. He shoved two fingers into her pussy and wiggled them in her. She reflexively clinched her pussy muscles around his fingers and he pushed more deeply into her."So you want it don't you my cumslut? Don't you my girl?" He slapped her ass again with his other hand and then pulled his fingers out to mash and pinch and pull her clit. She moaned softly. "Ahh, so you do like it a bit rough, eh?" He slapped her ass once again. "Do you? Answer me.""Yes, Mr. Jacobson. "She heard him chuckle again. "Yes, I do like you a great deal. Don't move." She heard him unzip his pants and knew he was undressing. She felt him grab her left hip and then felt him slap her with his cock. "Okay, hon, prepare your sweet cunt for my cock because I'm going to ravage you."

masturbation

My name is Susan. I'm a senior at a major university. I've been seeing my boyfriend Jerry for several years and we have been having sex for almost as long. Recently Jerry has been talking about marrying me after college. I'm not so certain. I'm not certain if I'm in love with him. I hear about feeling rockets going off but I don't feel it. I've never felt it. Jerry thinks he's a great lover and he makes all the motions and certainly tries. I never want to make him feel bad so I always make him think it's wonderful.I was telling this to my roommate and best friend Sara. She looked at me with a curious expression and said "Susan, have you ever had an orgasm?" I didn't know what to say. "I don't know if I've ever had an orgasm," I told her. "That means you haven't had one yet because I assure you if you did you would know it. Have you ever masturbated?" she asked. "No, I've never done that." I blushed. I had always been shy, having sex with the lights off and NEVER talked about sex. "Then I'm going to teach you. We're going to have a Masturbation 101 class and it will be graded on a pass/fail basis. Let's get undressed."I watched her as she shed her clothes in front of me. Her body was perfect and my mind started to wander. I watched as her bra fell to the carpet, revealing her perfect breasts. I just stared at her. "Come on babe, get those clothes off!" I slowly started to undress but kept my eyes totally on her. She pulled her panties down her thighs and stepped out of them. She had a trimmed mound. Very sexy! She looked at me and started helping me remove my shirt. She tossed it aside and wrapped her arms around me, with a flick of her wrist the clasps of my bra were undone, and my breasts were released. She slid her hands up my body and lightly cupped my tits in her hands, gently rolling my nipples in between her nimble fingers.She giggled lightly and went to her dresser. She pulled something out of a drawer and grabbed the small mirror off the top of her dresser.Sara sat down and handed me the mirror. We were naked together on the bed. "What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked. "Spread your legs and put the mirror under your pussy so you can see what you're doing" she told me. I put the mirror under my pussy and saw myself in a new way. I never looked at my pussy before. "You need to get to know your pussy. I am going to show you how. Do everything I do. Take your index finger and rub it around your outer lips in a circle and with each pass go a little deeper into your pussy. I want you to touch every part of your pussy."I did as she told me. Looking at my pussy in the mirror I circled it with my finger. "Move slowly, you need to get to know your pussy and know where it feels good. When you know where it feels good you can tell who ever you are with where it feels good." I moved slowly into the lips of my pussy and it began to feel good. Warm and a little bit wet. Then I continued circling and I came to my clit. I knew it was there but I had never found it before. Sara watched me intently as my fingers circled around my clit. "Try rubbing it, how does it feel?" Sara said. I rubbed it and suddenly waves of pleasure began to run through my body. "It feels good. I can feel it. I can feel it!" I told Sara.

mmm

Look, I said I wasn't drunk, okay? I know what I saw on Halloween night. And what I felt. I remember the incredible sensation of having my pussy and asshole stretched to their absolute limits. Honest to God - although maybe that's a poor choice of words, considering - it was the most magnificent cock I've ever seen. When I recall taking that big, beautiful dick inside my body, I am not sure whether I should shudder, play with myself or jump in front of a train.Have you ever let a guy screw you, and enjoyed the hell out of the experience, but wondered the next day what you were thinking? Multiply those morning heebie-jeebies by about a zillion, and you will be halfway to knowing how I feel.What really sucks is that I have to confess it was the most mind-blowingly greatest sex of my life. I felt like I came from every single pore of my body.That takes care of the shuddering and wanting to "work out at the Y." As for the third option, well, that would only be playing into his hands, wouldn't it?It was my roommate Jilly's idea for us to go to the party as each other's date. We woke up under her covers together on Halloween morning. Jilly has the top bunk in our dorm room. My lower one usually is covered with books and CDs and all kinds of other crap, so we sleep together in her bunk a lot. Both of us are on the petite side, so there is plenty of room. Plus we like to "mess around" sometimes.It's not like we are lesbians or anything. Both of us are very into men, thank you very much. But sometimes a girl likes to be kissed and cuddled by another girl. Especially when that girl's complete asshole of a boyfriend has just dumped her for a stupid, flat-chested bitch he met at a weekend kegger.Jilly is a real beauty. She is part Native American, with copper skin and long, silky black hair. She knew exactly what I needed when she got home from one of her late classes the night before. I had left my bunk even more cluttered than normal."Looks like somebody wants a good licking," she said, taking off her coat.I blushed. "Too obvious?""Way. But that's okay." She put her arms around me. I love the way Jilly kisses. She hardly uses any pressure at all, so our lips barely touch, but that only makes it sexier. I ran my hands up and down her narrow back. I could feel through her bouse that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her perfect little boobs were so firm, she doesn't need one.We got out of our clothes and climbed into Jilly's bed. If any man ever touched me the way Jilly does, I would marry him in a heartbeat. She goes nice and slow, moving her fingers so gently, they wouldn't make a ripple in a pool. She tweaks my nipples just hard enough, making them nice and stiff. She massages my mound for a good, long time before slipping a finger between my pussy lips.Jilly always sucks hard on my tits when she finger-fucks me. I love the way she uses her thumb on my clitty at the same time. Getting her for a roommate was one of the luckiest things that ever happened to me, that's for sure.The girls in one of the rooms next door pounded on the wall when I got loud. I couldn't help myself. Jilly was licking my clit and squeezing both of my titties at the time. I came like a siren going off. When we woke up in each other's arms the next morning, I was definitely a happy girl.She knew I had planned on going with David to the Halloween gig that one of the dorms was throwing. I already had picked up our costumes before David broke up with me over the phone. Our rented outfits were in my closet."Screw him," Jilly said. "I'll be your date. Maybe we can find you a new boyfriend who isn't such a prick. I'll wear his costume, since it's already paid for.""It would be way too big on you," I said."Hey, that will only make me look cuter!"She turned out to be right. The costume David would have worn was a 1920s-style pinstriped "zoot suit," complete with dangling silver watch fob, gray fedora and black-and-white spats. After using some pins to shorten the legs and draw in the waist, Jilly looked so good, I took a picture of her.I was her "flapper" girlfriend, with a fringed mini dress that barely covered my crotch, a sequined headband, white stockings and ruffled black garters. The lady who ran the costume shop said my boobs were bigger than a real flapper's would be. But she added, "I'm sure the boys won't mind."

on vacation

It had been a long winter and she was growing tired of the cold. She was trying hard not to be pissed at her husband for moving her to the north. Today was a particularly bad day with temps only getting into the 20's. She came home from work that Wednesday and he was waiting for her with a glass of wine and a big smile."Thanks. I might need some hot chocolate instead of the wine. What are you smiling about?""Got a surprise for you."Her mood immediately improved as she looked at him expectantly. He reached under the counter and took out a bag and handed it to her. Smiling, she pulled out the tissue paper and extracted the gift. It was a floral print thong bikini. Her first thought was disappointment, but he quickly announced, "we're going to Bermuda for the weekend, but there is one condition.""What?""You have to be willing to wear this thong bikini, he said as he held up a tiny piece of blue and yellow cloth.She was not sure what to say, so she just nodded her approval.That night she nuzzled up next to him and started to gently stoke his cock. "Thanks for the weekend. I really need to get away from this cold weather." He did not respond verbally, but his fast growing cock gave her the hint she needed. She slipped under the covers and gave him the best blow job ever. This led to a torrid lovemaking session that ended with her on her knees with her face buried in a pillow as he rode her from behind. Her third orgasm was particularly satisfying.On the plane they were placed in the back seat since their flight had been booked so late. It was already dark when they took off for the evening flight to Bermuda. Chilly, she took a blanket out of her carry on and spread it over their laps. Almost immediately, she felt his hand on her upper thigh. She responded quickly by reaching over and grabbing his cock. She could feel it start to get hard almost instantly. His hand pressed into her crotch and she squeezed him harder. There were too many others nearby to take this any further, but they both knew where this was heading.By the time they got to the hotel and had a drink from the booze they'd packed, it was getting late. It had been a long week and they both agreed they needed sleep more than sex. Besides, morning sex was the best.At 11a.m. she pulled on the thong bikini bottoms he'd given her. She felt a tenderness as the thong touched the soft tissue of her back hole. She smiled as she recounted the morning love making and his vigorous fucking of her ass. The little bit of tenderness was well worth the 2 orgasmic waves she had experienced while he pounded the tighter of her two love openings. Never before had he been so forceful at driving his cock into her ass and she smiled as she remembered the final moments when he stopped his thrust and enjoyed his own pulsating orgasm.She was still not sure she could wear this bikini in public. She had never worn anything so risqu before, but that had been the deal. She suggested they have a early drink to help her get her nerve up. He made a couple stiff margaritas and they sat on the balcony and watched the activity on the beach below. The sun felt good on her face and the tequila quickly worker it's magic.They made another drink and headed to the beach. For hours they laid in the sun and she seemed oblivious to the passing guys who stared at her mostly naked ass. She knew it pleased him and that was all that mattered.At 4 they headed back to the room before the sun got the best of them. After room service and 3 more margaritas, he suggested they hit the poolside hot tub. At that point she was high enough to agree to anything. She slipped on her new bikini and they headed down to the tub.Darkness was just settling in and only a few people were about. The staff had gone home and the other guests were off to diner and dancing.

oh

In a more innocent age, I was in the back seat of the darkened movie theatre with a girl that I had finally had the courage to ask out. As the film progressed, I put my arm around her shoulders, and to my surprise she immediately responded with a gentle kiss from her full soft lips. As soon as she did this, I felt excited but dared not show it. She took my hand and guided it over her blouse and asked me just to rub gently. Then she guided it onto her thigh and asked me to rub her somewhere else.To be honest, I was not no expert but she guided me again and I found my hand inside her pants where she pushed against my fingers and demanded that I rub hard. Finally she surged and moaned a thanks. Then, she reached into her handbag and brought out a handkerchief and before I knew what was happening she had her hand inside my trousers. Of course I was like a rock and she slipped her handkerchief around the head of my penis and slowly started to stroke it. I found myself surging against her hand in turn and she pulled out my penis and stroked the foreskin around the head with her handkerchief. I felt a buildup and she felt me stiffen even more and started to rub harder and faster, sliding the foreskin around inside her handkerchief. When the end came I spurted and she was there to catch me as it came into her hankie.

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