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Natasha-Adultress

When i joined the navy i heard so many stories about affairs. I never really knew it was true until i become involved the events surrounding one. Natasha was her name, she was a native american woman.She was very cute but she was a true bitch. She seemed like she knew everything and we at first never really got long. Taking in lines one day as we got underway we got into an argument about the lines. i won the argument however she became very bitter at me for a while. Then one day out of the blue we to have a truce. We talked and worked out a lot of our differences.
However one night i caught something that was going to change a lot of things. There was a guy called Tom who was on the ship. One night i got up to the forward locker to grab some stuff and that is when they came in. I hid where they could not see me, then they started kissing. I could not believe it, i was going to get a real sex show and i had my camera. I filmed the whole thing.First they kissed then they just went wild on each other, spitting tongues thrashing it was strange. Then he ripped her coveralls off and lifted her up around his waist. Then he fucked the shirt out of her, he was slamming her hard and it looked like she was in so much pleasure she was going to die from it. Then they both climaxed together as the held each other tight. The they laughed and put there clothes back on and left. The whole thing i must have lasted 20 minutes but it was hot.
I never got jeaulous of it, just somewhat surprised that Natasha could be that good. Well we continued to be friends for a while then another guy came into the picture. His name was Ben and he began me and Natasha friendship downfall. When he came on board there was a rumor she was fucking him too. It was confirmed one night when i went to the admin office. I knocked on the door and then i saw Natasha all covered in sweat. She asked what did i want and i told her i am sorry for disturbing your orgasim but i need these papers copied. She took them threw at me and said fuck off.
The next day i asked her what her problem was and she said to me that she was about to have the best orgasim of her life and i fucked it all up. I said that i am sorry she told me to go away. I knew she was different but i did not know how different. Then one day she made a little comment about me that set my plan in motion. she told me that i would fuck anybody but you, i said why, what has got into you. she told me that i was ugly and that we never were really friends. It made me so sad, then something came my way.
A friend of mine told me that apparently you are not the only person who has been talked to like that. I asked while who else and he said her husband. I fell straight through the floor, this poor man had a wife like Natasha cheating on him like that. The sadness left me than i began to feel rage. To have seen what i have seen with her and to think she has a husband completley clueless on this broke my heart and i got a plan to try and embaress her.
The first thing i did was print out a picture of her, then i setup the camera and i masturbated to it, i cummd on that pic about 5 times, then i placed the photo i cummd all over on her bunk Then i showed the footage i had taken to her husband. he asked me how i came across this. i told him i got trapped in there and video taped it. It was all by accident that this happened, i told him i am sorry for what has happened. He looked at it and could not see it anymore. I took the tape back and now i was going to confront her
The next day it had got around someone had put cummd stained photo of her on her whole bunk and she was so embarressed. However the best part was left to come, a few weeks later as i was about to leave the ship when i had my last chance to confront here. i met here in the parking lot, she asked me what i was dong there and i told her i was leaving, she said to me oh well. I asked her about the photo and she did not say anything. Then i told her i knew who it was who cummd on your photo. I told her it was me and her mouth dropped opened.
She could not believe it, i told her that it was payback for her cheating on her husband. She asked me hoe did i know she was cheating. Well i told her that i had caught her and tom fucking up in the forward carpartment. She told me i was lying than i showed her the tape, she could not believe that i was capable of doing something like this. I told her i showed it to your husband and she looked queezy. I told her that he deserves better, that the guys she fucked deserves better and hopefully she would never committe adultry again.
I never saw her again after that, however i saw her husband and he said thank you to me for coming fourth. Now he can move on and now has a true marriage. any might ask why i did this. After it was over i thought about it. who was i to do these things and to interfier in a persons life. Well i think it was out of the fact that i if i were tom i would probally do the same. It may be out jeausoly or spite one thing i do know is a man is happier now that i intervene. The last i heard of Natasha she was with someone in japan. Other than that i have no clue where she is at, and it does not seem to matter. .

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Uncle Tim at my wedding part 1

This is a fiction story I have created from my imagination. I hope you enjoy it and are not to critical on my writing skills. After all I am not a professional writer. I am working on more of the story and will continue to share as long as people are enjoying it.

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Ginny part 1

Ginny walked very carefully up the stairs. Each step was made with careful consideration. She didn’t want Paul to be aware of her presence just yet. Actually she was dreading the upcoming conversation. She wanted the option of backing out at any time at this point. This had to be done and she knew it, no matter how hard it was. If anyone was going to tell him about it, it would be her.
Paul and Ginny had been best friends since the second grade. He pushed her out of the swing and she had punched him square in the jaw before tightening her blonde pigtails and reclaiming her rightful position on the playground. Somehow after that they were inseparable. He was practically her brother and now he needed help. She gently approached his door, which was ajar. She silently peeked in before speaking. He was sitting cross legged on the floor gently clicking away on his laptop. His credit card rested on his knee as he tapped deliberately with a single pointer finger. She knocked very softly and pushed the door further open. What she saw was appalling. Her life long companion sat in the middle of a room full of dirty dishes. DVDs sat stacked upon empty pizza boxes. She glanced briefly at the covers before looking away in disgust. The barely clad women looked happy to be so, but she imagined that they weren’t really. She imagined a life of drugs and strange men, a life without privacy or love. A few more glances around the room revealed countless copies of every pornographic magazine imaginable. Some of them weren’t even in English. She wondered how he had procured some of these items. She stopped surveying the room and looked at her dear friend. He was still tapping away at his keyboard as if she weren’t standing directly over him. A girl named Brandi was standing, covered only by strategically placed house plants, smiling and inviting Paul to just enter his credit card information and enter her world of forbidden pleasures. Is this what he really wanted; some girl with fake auburn hair and equally fake breasts? It made her feel something strange at the thought that he would rather absorb himself in this airbrushed world then even turn around and say hello to her. She couldn’t identify the emotion exactly but pushed it aside in favor of the reason she came here in the first place.
“Paul…could we please talk for a few minutes?” She said it meekly as she sat on his bed.
“Shoot.” He responded, still while looking at the screen.
“I just thought that you should have a little bit of warning. Your family has organized an intervention on your behalf. They plan to confront you this evening. I know how you hate surprises and I didn’t want you to get angry and say things you really didn’t mean to a room full of people.” She sat awaiting the response to this new information. She waited and watched and saw absolutely nothing. “Paul? They are going to come in here and tell you how you’ve made them all feel and then they are going to take all of this away from you. They will lock you in a room somewhere to get all of the pictures and videos out of this house. They will take your laptop, your credit card, your TV…all of it.”
“Why are you telling me this now? I know you don’t approve either so you aren’t giving me time to hide all of it.” He said it with a cynical tone she had never heard him use towards her before. He said it all while still looking at that laptop.
“I wanted to give you the option of giving it up on your own before they started treating you like a child again. You’re a 21 year old man Paul, you should be given the chance to act like it. You should be given the option to step back and look at yourself and say ‘what am I doing…why am I wasting my life this way?” She had stood up as her words had become more heated.
“I’ve already done that and it doesn’t matter.”
He looked away at the floor briefly before returning his gaze to Brandi. She had had it.
“Will you look at me when I’m talking to you?” she kicked the laptop away from him, forcing his attention up at her finally. She saw that his eyes were red and dry from staring at a computer so long. It broke her heart to see him like this. “Ginny what’s the point? The only girlfriend I ever had was sophomore year. Real girls don’t like me. All I ever am is a great friend or worse-big brother figure.”
What? Had this been his driving force all along? She knew that Becky Fromayer had broken his heart but I guess he never really showed how severe it had been. He had turned to these fake girls after her then. He had thought that fake girls wouldn’t be able to hurt him. They may not have broken his heart, but they certainly had hurt him in other ways.
“You have to be kidding me! Becky Fromayer? That blonde bitch from highschool has turned you into this? Paul…you’re 10,000 dollars in debt you can’t pay off. You don’t leave this room, and you stopped talking to me. To tell you the truth, I feel incredibly selfish, but that’s the part I can’t get past.” Ginny was beginning to tear up, “I miss you. What do I have to do to get you to look at me? Do I have to act like the girls in your videos?”
There was a pause as Paul watched the girl he had shared his life with cry in front of him. He wasn’t sure if what he wanted to say was appropriate, but he wanted to say it anyway.
“Would you?” She just stared at him for a second.
“What?” She almost whispered it. Had she heard him right?
“Would you be like one of the girls in the videos for me? I would throw it all away for that.” Her first instinct was to get angry. The thought that he would view her at her most vulnerable and then make such a request shocked her. Her next instinct was to do exactly as he wished. After all, it had been a bit of a secret desire of her own. Who knew her better? Who had always been there for her? It was an entirely logical match. Without another word she began to unzip her top. She began very reluctantly. She was nervous. At the halfway point she stopped and stared at the floor. She had no idea what she was doing. At 20 years old she’d never had sex before, and had only ever removed her clothes in front of other girls. As she stood there, he slowly rose to his feet and approached her. Their eyes met briefly and he took over where she had stopped. He unzipped the light blue shirt all the way and gently pushed it off of her shoulders, casting it aside. He stood back slightly to take in the sight of her in just a pair of hip hugger jeans and a bra that had been made to look like denim. Her C cups looked absolutely perfect and in proportion with her rather slim waste. She wasn’t model stick thin, but she was by no means fat in any way. He knelt down before her and began unzipping her jeans. She lightly rested a hand on his shoulder as she stepped out of the garment, on leg at a time. Her lacey red thong panties were a sharp contrast to the blue in her bra. He slowly ran a hand up and down one of her perfectly shaped and smooth legs. The tone of her skin was a porcelain quality that he admired far more than the standard bronzed look of all the girls he was used to. It stunned him for a moment before he finally reached around to unhook the bra keeping him from seeing her breasts in all their glory. The bra fell to the floor and he was unsure if he could contain himself. He stepped back to take her in. She misinterpreted his movement away as disapproval and moved to cover herself.
“No” he said hoarsely as he reached for her arm to direct t away from in front of her nipples. They were beginning to harden with the chill of suddenly being uncovered. She allowed her arms to drop to her side again as he walked in a semi circle around her and then back, roaming over her with his eyes all the while. He couldn’t keep himself back from her any longer and practically charged over to her. He pushed her down to the bed into a sitting position and knelt before her. Without a word between them he leaned in to place one gloriously perfect nipple into his mouth. She let out the sexiest little whispery moan he’d ever heard. He reached up as he gently sucked and grabbed at her breast and with one squeeze her hair fell from the clip it had been held in. She shook it down as she grabbed at his torso. The hem of his shirt was in her hands and she began to lift it slowly. The sensations he was creating as he moved from the first breast to the other were causing her to shudder slightly, making simple movements into difficult tasks. She succeeded in getting his shirt up to his neck, forcing him to break contact with her skin to allow the garment to be pulled free. He took his next opportunity to plant small kisses up her stomach and between her breasts all while laying her down on the bed before him. He began playing with her lacey little underwear, hooking his fingers in near her hips. She giggled.
“Paul…no, that tickles!”
“Tickles huh? Well I’ll fix that.” He swiftly removed the impossibly small red number and continued his kissing in there stead. Her giggle very quickly dissolved into labored breathes. As his mouth approached her now throbbing clit he paused just north of it. He blew gently on it and then moved back up her body. There was no rush. He had waited for this, now she would wait as well. He ran his hands all over her body; touching every part of her, save for the one place she most longed to be touched.
“P…please…” She mustered a plea for an end to the teasing. He whispered into her ear using the breathiest tone he could,
“Please? Please what?” all she could do was whimper in response. He smiled and continues to whisper “Please what Ginny? You have to tell me what you want…I am not a mind reader.”
He had begun to remove his pants and boxer briefs as he whispered. He had to sit back from his whisper torture to fully remove them, revealing to her the thick eight inch rod she was dying for. It surprised her, yet did not discourage her at all to see that he was uncircumcised.
“Please…I want you…please.” That was all he needed from her and he positioned himself over her. She placed a hand on his chest, stopping him momentarily.
“Will it hurt?” He looked into her eyes for a moment before answering her “Probably, but I promise I will be as gentle as I can be.” She nodded and spread her legs for him. He placed himself between her knees and lifted her legs up to his waist. Slowly he placed the tip of his aching member into her impossibly tight pussy. It felt great, but he knew he had to control his urge to just fuck her without regard. She cringed and dug her nails into his arms as he pushed further into her. The first cry of pain made him instinctively pull back.
“I don’t think I can do this” she said with a grimace on her face.
“I promise you, if you just make it through this first part it will be worth it.” He looked at her. She had always been remarkably petite, standing at only 4’ 11” and weighing about a hundred pounds. This act was never going to be an easy first time affair. He looked back at her. “I’m going to start again okay?” She grabbed onto his arms again and nodded back at him. He started slowly pushing back in again. The previous lack of movement had almost made him forget he was inside a warm wet pussy but as soon as he started again, he quickly remembered. The more forward he went, the tighter her faced scrunched, but she had stopped objecting. When he was half buried in her, he decided to pull almost all the way out and start again. Better to ease her into things. Such a small girl was not going to take such a large cock her first go round. To relief on her face was quite visible as he left just the very tip inside her. He started again, this time a bit faster until he hit uncharted territory. Once again, the going was slow but he finally made it all the way inside. He was impressed that she could take an eight inch dick at all, even if it had been slow. Now completely inside her, he wrapped her legs around his waste and began pumping in and out, slowly at first to see if her pain would give way to pleasure. The look on her face slowly relaxed as the pumping picked up speed. It was when she began to moan that he was sure it had worked.
“ooooooh oh Paul” He felt so good now inside of her. The pain had been excruciating but she trusted him and had thus allowed it. She was so glad she had. She had never felt something so incredible before in her life. With each stroke she felt her passion mounting. He picked up the pace. She cried out as the speed increased and increased. Harder faster, he was unstoppable.
“Oh oh oh…oh God don’t stop!!” She screamed and dug her nails into his back, pressing his body onto her own. He was sweating quite a bit by now and panting like a dog. He slowed down a little bit for just a second and then sped up again. He did a couple more times, drawing things out and teasing her. She begged him to finish her off.
“oh God Paul I’m so close. It feels so good!”
“How good.” He replied as he slowed down yet again
“oh don’t stop. Please…its so good Paul. Oh I can feel every inch of you inside me.”
Hearing that made his cock twitch just a little and he knew he was close too. He pulled almost all the way out very slowly as she just whimpered for more and then very very suddenly, he thrust all eight inches of manhood right to the hilt into her pussy. She let out a loud scream as the cock impaled her. He thrust faster and deeper than he had before as she screamed and grabbed at sheets around her. She bucked and thrust her hips up until she went almost entirely rigid. Her orgasm roared through her as her eyes rolled back and her ass lifted off of the bed. Paul felt the already tight pussy walls begin to open and close around his penis and he could no longer contain it. He shuddered as he shot his load deep inside of her. They both shuddered as they remained locked a few moments longer and then he finally pulled out of her. They lay sweaty and spent on his bed.
“So…how did you like it?” Paul asked as he rolled his head to look at her.” She smiled as she continued breathing heavily with her eyes closed.
“Lets do it again.” She said. With a laugh Paul rolled over to kiss her on the neck.
“Maybe later…did you forget my whole family will be here in under an hour?”

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Leer – The Lust Demon – Ch1 The Ritual

This story is principally a drama covering the interactions of demons and humans in the modern world. Readers should be aware that sex may not always be described in detail and some chapters may not feature it at all. Despite the demon theme, readers should know that this story will mostly involve conventional consensual sex M/F and F/F.

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The Life Of James Anderson Pt:1

The Life of James Anderson.
This is the first installment of many. It is going to follow the life of a boy called James as he progresses through life. It will start in high school and will end when he goes to college.
If you are just looking for sex scenes i don’t advise this installment for you, it does contain scenes of a sexual nature but as it is an opening chapter they are mild. As the series goes on they will become more hardcore.for all you pedos there will be no sex until he is sixteen which is part two. Only mild foreplay in this section so skip to part two for more sex
Part One.
As a young freshman, James stood about 5,8 tall and was considered to be quite tubby. He wasn’t outrageously fat, but he had his fair share of meat on his bones. He didn’t take to sports and was considered by his father to be a lazy shit. James’s dad was a 6,3 ex military man and was built like house, James’s mum had run away many years a go. So now James lived with his father (Brian), his step mum (Katie) and his step sister (Caroline). James had always felt intimidated by Caroline. She was one of those teens that you would see in the films but very rarely in real life. She was a stunner. She was about 5,8 and had the tightest dancing figure which made her look incredible. She had long brown hair with a very subtle golden tint to it.
Caroline always looked down on James in a way, she saw him as the weird short chubby kid who had a small amount of friends rather than a step brother, she would not even acknowledge him in school even if they were in the same class. She was miss popular, always had huge numbers of friends with her, this was partially due to her big jock of a boyfriend Owen who was a junior. All the girls would always be taken in by his charm, not a single girl in the school would say no to him. But all the boys just thought he was an asshole.
Growing up had been tough for me, until the age of eleven i had no mother figure in my life, i rarely had a father figure as my dad was still in service at that point. When my dad retired from the military he married Katie who accepted me as one of her own and treated me like a son. They had been dating for a few years and married when me and Caroline were 14. I knew from the day we moved into the house in the suburbs that Carlowine didn’t take to me, She spoke down to me as if he was second class. she stormed into the house before me and walked up the stairs and exclaimes, “this is my room”. She struggled to accept that her mum was fucking another man so my dad and step mum let her rudeness slide hoping she would stop being a snotty bitch.
The first night of staying in our new house it was bare, we hadn’t decorated and all we had in rooms were beds and the odd bit of furniture. As i was drifting into sleep at around eleven Caroline barged in and demanded i get up. She just said to me in a demanding voice, “We are switching rooms I don’t like the view from the window”. I was petrified of her as I knew that she could get the whole school to turn on me so i just got up and walked out. I was furious on the inside, not even a thankyou! I later found out that the reason she wanted my room was because it was far enough away from our parents bedroom that they wouldn’t be able to hear her and the window opens fully.
The second night I descovered in further depth why she wanted to change rooms. I woke up at around 2 in the morning and heard slight whispering coming from the next room (carolines). It was Owen and Caroline. I quite easily heard her say, “Shhh, we have to be quiet so we don’t wake that retard up next door, so not to rough” which was followed by laughs on both parts. I tried to ignore it feeling hurt and attempted to go back to sleep when I started to hear slight moans coming from next door. The moaning slowly got louder and louder. Then the dirty talk started.”Fuck my pussy Owen, stick it in further, OH god it feels good”. This went on for about two minutes when I heard him make a squeek. I knew he was finished and started to giggle to myself knowing that he was an awful fuck. He may be perfect in everything else but the fact he wlasted two minutes in bed made me laugh. It was when I heard Caroline say, “is that it?” that i laughed out loud by mistake. “WHAT WAS THAT” Owen shouted. I quickly pretended to be asleep as Caroline opened the door. She made sure i was asleep and went back. “nothing babe just creeks probably”.
What happened was just fucked up, I couldn’t believe this girl was having sex at 14 and in a house which had adults in and me sleeping next door. As i relaxed again I noticed that it had actually turned me on quite a lot so i had to relieve my self.
This happened on regular occasion, Owen would come and fuck my step sister for about two minutes and leave.
About the third week in to school I was walking in the hall way with my best friend jake when I saw Caroline and Owen having a huge argument in front of everyone. Even though she hated me i still felt obliged to be on her side as she was basically family.
“YOU FUCKED HER AFTER FUCKING ME?!, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE” she screamed
“Babe just let me explain” he said calmly as if he was innocent.
“EXPLAIN WHAT THAT YOU LEFT MY HOUSE WENT TO HERS AND JUST FUCKED HER TOO? WHAT THE FUCK!”
“I dont need this, I could have any girl I want” he exclaimed proudly
“Ha not after they all here that you can only last for a minute in bed”
the crowd of people listening all started to giggle or make “ooo” noises
“YOU LITTLE SLUT” he screamed before striking her with the back of his hand. Everything just went silent. He had actually just hit her. A girl, he hit a girl in the face. This was so taboo no one had ever imagined it. I was angry, i walked in front of the crowd and just screamed at him.
“What the fuck are you doing you asshole, you just hit my step sister” I bent over to help her up and make sure she was okay
“She deserved it” he said smugly as some of his friends laughed
Caroline was sobbing now and i said boldly, “ You won’t find this funny when the principal finds out and your ass is out of here.
His smugness turned to pure anger, he walked right up to me and grabbed me by the shirt and lifted me up to his level. “Listen you little shit, if you go to the principal, Me and my boys will beat your ass so hard that you won’t be able to talk, got it? “
It must have been the adrenaline rush that I had got but i just spat in his face. Everyone was once again stunned including Owen. He dropped me and just looked at me, I then realised what I had just done. I thought about running or putting my hands up to defend myself but before I had time to react I met a meaty right hook and i was knocked out like a light.
I woke up a while later in the same spot with a group of students around me and the school nurse. I was taken to the infirmary and had my wounds treated, after i was out I must have been kicked a fair bit as I had severe bruising around my abdominal region. I was sent home from school due to my injuries and Katie put me straight to bed. Apparently my dad wanted to go and teach Owen a lesson but good job he didn’t as he would probably be sent to jail for murder.
About seven at night I could just about walk. The initial pain had worn off and now it was just aches rather than full on pain. I was just lying in bed playing GTA when there was a light knock on the door. I said “come in” expecting it to be a parent. To my surprise it was Caroline, she shyly stuck her head through the door and then walked over to me.
I was done with the nice act with her for today so coldy just said, “what are you in here for, come to see the little retard have we”. she looked at me and realised that i must have overheard her talking to Owen. “Im sorry” she managed to stutter out. “ Thank you so much for trying to defend me today, out of all people i didn’t expect you too help me”.
“your welcome” I muttered turning my attention back to the TV.
“Im sorry, I havn’t been good to you, I’ve been a foul human being and treated you like shit” she said getting closer to me, “ Please can we start over” she said with a genuine sound in her voice. I paused the game and looked at her, she had a big bruise accross her face and she had those big beautiful brown eyes that I couldn’t just say no too.
“okay, on condition you dont just decide to start being a bitch again” I said with a half jokey tone half serious tone in my voice.
“Deal she said smiling”. She went in for a hug with me. When she leaned over her loose top felt the efects of gravity and i could see her cleavage. They were rather small, about a B cup, I started to get hard but also went in for the hug. “owe” i gasped as she touched one my bruises by mistake.
“shit sorry i forgot “ she said before looking down to see where she touched. It was then that she noticed the small tent appearing in my light shorts. she giggled and said to me sarcastically “perv” before winking and leaving the room.
I was so embarrassed.
The next day I went into school and was told by many students that Owen had been suspended and possibly expelled. Before today no one knew me but today people actually knew me. Granted it was because i got the shit kicked out of me but atleast I was known.
I got lots of head nods which signaled how people approved of me standing up to the colossal arsehole. At lunch I was sat with Jake just talking when a bunch of senior jocks came up to our table. “James right?” the leader said to me, i looked at him nervously before nodding my head slowly thinking i was about to get finished off.
He then surprisingly extended his and to me in a fist pump stance, “ The names Mike! I heard about you yesterday bud and that was fucking courageous as shit!” he said looking round at his pals as they all nodded in approval, “Listen Pal we like guys like you who show some serious balls.” I started to smile a bit and said, “i’d do it for anyone i guess”
“which brings me onto my next point, if you are going to stand up to people, you are going to need to get a bit of muscke on you my friend! tell you what come to the gym with us guys after school on mondays, wednesdays and fridays and we will build you up and show you some fighting skills, Eric here is semi pro mma, he won’t train any f us but thinks you will need it” they al started to laugh and walked off.
“What the fuck just happened” jake said confused
“Not a clue but I think I just made new friends” I said confused
Later that night i was getting ready to go to bed when my door opened, it was Caroline again. She was wearing very revealing clothing, a loose tank top and short summer shorts.
“whats up” i said trying not to fumble my words
“well i just remembered that I didn’t give you a reward for yesterday”
“its ok , I dont need one “ I said smiling at her
“You may think twice about that” she said wnking as she pulled off her tank top to reveal her naked tits. I choked for a second. “are these the firts booobs you have ever seen “ she said with curiosity in her voice.
“ in real life yes” I managed to get out in a hushed tone
“touch them” she said softly.
I did as i was told and slowly raised my hands to them , at first i just started to cup them with a full hand. her breathing became heavier and she shut her eyes. I turned my attention to her nipples. they were small and pointy, i started to lightly twist them with my fingers which made her gasp. I carried on experimenting with them, doing different things to them, she started to slowly hump my bed slowly. “I’m so wet” she said in a moan. I was so hard at this point.
I decided totry and go a step further as i leaned my head into her tits. I expected her to storm off but nope she went with it. I took her nipple in my mouth and started to lick it. Her moans started to become more regular and louder. I was sure our parents would hear. she started muttering things like “oh shit, oh god, fuck!”
She suddenly stopped me, I must have looked so disappointed as she said to me, “dont worry, its your turn now” without having a chance to interpret what she meant she pushed me down and put her hands in my shorts. She started to wank me off very quickly, she didnt start slow she just went for it. “ slow im gggunaa ccum if youu kkeep this upp” she looked at me with lust in her eyes and said very quickly, “ good” she pulled my pants all the way down and said, cum for me cum all over my tits. I started to get this feeling through my balls and suddenly BANG! i shot load after load onto her chest.
she looked at me straight in the eye and took her finger, wiped her chest and licked the finger. “mmmm” was the sound she made” and got up and walked out.
What the fuck had just happened. I lay there confused when my phone buzzed. It was a picture from caroline, I looked at it was her underwear. The caption was look “how fucking wet you made me you devil ;)” I then looked closer and saw that the material wasn’t meant to be dark blue they were light blue panties. I was so horny again now!
End of chapter one, please don’t be too judgemental, just easing into the story, next chapter will have lots of sex in as they will be of legal age.
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Sexual mystery

When I lick and kiss your pussy,
I am feeling like a king,
And this kef is so exclusive,
It is like the sweetest dream!..
And your pussy oozes nectar,
Every drop I want to taste,
Like an expert I would smack them
And I hate to fuss and haste!
With my tongue I drive you crazy
And you whimper with delight,
In my usual life I’m lazy
But in love I’m alright!
Let your petals open wider
Showing me its pinky pulp,
It’s delicious, it’s exotic
All its sweet I wish to gulp!
BOOGIE
Between your thighs you have a garden,
I’m fond of rambling in its shade,
And in its grass I like to find
A flower which will never fade!
And when I touch its tender petals
They’re covered with the sweetest dew…
I can’t imagin something better
It’s like a legend coming true!..
And when I’m feeling sad and lonely
I take my secred precious rod
Between the petals of your flower
It slides and thanks its lucky lot!..

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Shipwrecked 5

I wrote this story a while ago for a friend, and she liked it so much, she posted it. I have decided to write some more, so I am re-posting this story under my name, with a couple adjustments and the appropriate tags. I am interested in useful comments and seeing how it’s rated, so please feel free. THIS STORY IS A WORK OF FICTION, INTENDED FOR ADULTS ONLY. TO ANY PERSON OF ANY AGE. NAMES, CHARACTERS, PLACES AND INCIDENTS ARE FROM THE AUTHOR’S WARPED IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, OR LOCALES OR PERSONS, LIVING OR DEAD, IS ENTIRELY COINCIDENTAL.

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My private times with my wife’s hot 18 year old cousin Jamie

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Jamie was my wife’s 18 year old first cousin, fresh out of high school, on her first summer vacation after graduating. She used to come over and stay the night (or sometimes the whole weekend) quite often, over the last couple of years.. She was an average looking girl to most people, but to me– hotness is measured on how you look dressed down… Is she still hot in a pair of yoga sweat pants, no makeup, and her hair in a ponytail? Jamie (5′ 2″ tall, 110 lbs, little B cups about the size of an orange) had curves in all the right places… She was WAY above average to me in that category.. I had seen her several times in a bikini at the beach, cheerleader skirt outfit, tight little volleyball shorts… She had developed into a woman who had the body of a Goddess, and the face of an angel…. 
 I had watched her grow up since she was 11 years old, and had always thought she was a beautiful young girl.. She had always taken a liking to my wife and I …, probably because we let her drink, smoke, and get high with us. Her home life was pretty messed up, mainly because her parents were divorced– and she lived with her Mom, who had a new boyfriend living in the house. She didn’t like this guy telling her what to do, she was a rebellious girl, and had been sexually active with boys since she was 15… (I’ll explain the details in a few minutes)
My thoughts building up to what eventually happened consensually between us were immeasurable. I wanted her so bad. Every time I saw her, heard her voice on the phone, or even heard mention of her name– my imagination raced thoughts through my mind of what it would be like to have my way with her,  if even only for a few minutes. I remember on several occasions watching her sleep across the room on the couch, while I was laid back in the recliner with a thin blanket over me. She would fall asleep watching tv, and I would pull out my cock and jerk off while I watched her sleep. I got quite daring once, being that I went in her overnight bag and got her panties (that she had wrapped up with her other clothes) in a towel from when she had took a shower earlier. They were a pair of little yellow cotton thongs, with green outer stitching, and a little green cartoon frog on the front. I remember watching her sleep– smelling her beautiful young scent, holding her dirty panties across my face. My cock would get so hard just thinking what it would be like to fuck that tight little teenage pussy. I would  rub her panties all over my chin, mouth, and nose– just trying to savor anything I could, to add to my racing thoughts of wanting to fuck her….. I also remember being so excited, I went into the bathroom and took off my boxers. I put my pajama pants back on commando…, and sat back in the chair while I made sure she was sleeping soundly… After waiting a few minutes, and jerking myself off to get my cock up as hard as I could, I got up slowly, walked quietly over to the couch were she was sleeping— and stroked my manhood just inches from her pretty young face. 
“ohhhh Jamie, I want you so bad”, I whispered quietly–  but careful not to wake her… I closed my eyes for a few seconds, gripping my cock tighter– imagining just how tight that little pussy must be… Her long blond hair, her Irish green eyes, her cute little flirty smile.. It all was too much for me to handle at once…. I was about to explode….. I had set her panties down alongside the recliner next to the wall..  I quickly bent down and grabbed them,  and just as i stood up, my balls had that familiar tingle….. I felt it climbing….. and I drenched her sexy little frog panties in my hand with erupting hot streams of cum. I was standing about 2 feet back from her face, right in line with her tits. I had to stay quiet…. I just didn’t know what her reaction would be if she woke to see me jerking my cock right in front of her…
After putting myself in a dilemma with these cum soaked panties I had in my hand at 3 am. I had to figure out a way to wash them, dry them, and get them back in her bag before she woke up… I rinsed them in the bathroom sink, washed them out with hand soap— rinsed them again, then wrung them out. I couldn’t turn on the dryer, it would wake up the whole house. So I opened them up and set them up on top the kitchen wall cabinet, out of sight….
Well, needless to say— the morning was hectic, and I wasn’t able to put her panties back in her overnight bag before she left.. I was so worried she would find out, or even call and ask my wife if she saw them… Over the next few weeks, she would just call here and there, not giving any clue if she just threw the towel with the clothes inside straight in the washer, or she directly knew her panties were missing…. Well come to find out— she did have an idea her panties didn’t come home with her from her overnight stay at our house… (more about that in part 2)
How this all came to be (building this up to the best part)-is that I used to work a 4 to midnight shift at my job, about 30 minutes away. My wife would have to get the kids up and ready for school in the morning, so most of the time she would be already sleeping when I got home… I had the whole house to myself when Jamie wasn’t there.. And when she was there, we would stay up ’till around 3 or 4 talking about whatever. I would drink a few beers with her, and she would loosen up. She would talk about her birth control pills, on how good she was about taking them on time– on how the boys she had “done it” with got to cum inside her, the different positions she had tried (acting them out with pillows).. I remember asking her if she had ever gone down on a boy, and she told me she had done that once.. “He spooged in my mouth and all over my face, It was so gross!” with the look on my face, I was trying hard to agree with her… “I told him to tell me when he was gonna……., you know?” it turned me on so much for her to talk about her sex life with me. I would get me so hard, and I would sometimes catch her eyes looking down at my cock bulging down the leg of my pants….
I was afraid to make a move on her, mainly because her and my wife were so close…. Along with the risk of getting caught. WHAT??? Did I really just say that? …..I lied to myself with these bullshit excuses for over 2 years…. The lust to fuck her grew so big inside my mind, It had to happen— I mean, show me an 18 year old girl who sits back and talks about anything and everything, with her cousin’s husband no less…. Details about how she doesn’t like the taste of cum, how she shaves herself down there, what positions she has tried (which wasn’t many)… I knew the offer was on the table. There was no doubt in my mind she wanted me to fuck her. She did everything but come out and plainly say it. She was dropping hints down like a thunderstorm….
Just to align everything together before we start the next chapter– I still have her little yellow frog panties, now hidden in my bedroom closet, that never made it back in Jamie’s overnight bag before she left to go back home. She hasn’t come back over for a few weeks, and now her calls are getting fewer and farther between. I was worried she knew someone had gone through her bag.. I was really mad at myself for fucking up a good thing. I thought she wasn’t ever going to stay over again..

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When Teachers get Turned On

When Teachers get Turned On
*Note: All characters in this story are of legal age wherever your at. Author has no control over what age the reader chooses to make them in his or her mind.* Happy reading.
(this story is based on some true events.)
In high school, I was doing ok with a few girls, but I found I loved the challenge of getting in their panties the fun part. After I had fucked them, I wanted my freedom to go after any girl I wanted.
I found an unexpected challenge that fired up my juices to put the make on this woman. She was my Drama – English teacher, a Mrs. Weaver. She was cute a hell. She had sweet eyes, and very nice body and tits, and always dressed cool. I wanted to fuck her more and more.
As teenagers, to score with a female teacher was a major score. We’d all seen in the last few years, female teachers fucking male students in the news. They got into legal trouble, but the guys only got praise and envy .
Mrs. Weaver had a surprise test one afternoon, and I didn’t know any of it….so….I wrote my answers all as a comedy sketch. “When is a verb used as a noun.” was one of her questions.
I put: “When you run out of nouns, you just kidnap a ’verb’ and force it a gun point to be a noun.” I wrote every answer this way. I figured I’m going to get an “F” anyway so why not have some fun with it.
When the bell rang, Mrs. Weaver stood by the open door outside. As I walked by she tapped me on the arm and said to go back into the classroom, she wanted to talk to me. Oh shit, here it comes, kicked out of her class I figured. She handed me my test with a big red “F” on it, but with a note on it, “See Teacher”. I stood there waiting for a lecture, and kicked out. I looked up and at first she had no expression, then she began to smile. “You failed the test, but……that was the funniest thing I have ever read! Now….to keep you from failing and getting kicked out of class, I suggest this:
After school you come to the Drama room and start writing comedy for our next play we’re putting on.” (me write comedy?, nerds and geeks were in drama classes.) “Well…I..”…I looked at her beautiful smiling eyes and hot body, all eager hoping I would say yes, and said: “Ok, but only if you help me.” Damn if she didn’t put her arms around my neck and hug her nice tits into my chest.
We talked in length about the play as I tried to hide my boner. She took her jacket off and she had really nice tits for my eyes to feast on.
I went to the drama room after school, hoping none of my buddies wouldn’t see me go in. She was the only one in there. No practice that day. She had her pinned up hair down in a long wavy pony tail. We sat side by side in the corner going over the play. Now she had on a dark blue sports suit kind of thing. It was unzipped 1/3 of the way down her chest. Now I was really distracted seeing half her tit as we talked. She scooted close as I quickly wrote the lines for a dumb character in the play.
Mrs. Weaver went: “Wow, you did that so fast! This is perfect!” She grabbed my arm and hugged it saying: “ Thank you, your so talented at this.” My boner was luckily under the table. I was now looking down her sports suit at two of the most beautiful tits I’d seen this close and LIVE in a while. I continued and she continued complementing me over and over. When we finished I had re-written the whole play and added in comedy. She squirmed in her seat with delight and kept squeezing my arm.
This is so wonderful, your so talented. I took the scrip and held it up like I was going to tear in in half. She exclaimed: “No…what are you doing!” I said one kiss is all I want, other wise I’m ripping this to shreds. She smiled at me so cute and sexy and whispered: (“you know I can’t do that.”) She was breathing heavy.
I told her she would have to leave first. She looked puzzled and ask why? I smiled and said: “Ugly girls don’t cause me this problem.” She paused….. got pink in the face as she figured out what I meant. She got up grinning and stood behind me. I heard her zipper. She had taken off her jacket, she reached in and put it over my lap, but now she was just in her bra and sport suit pants! I turned and looked at her tits and said: “Mrs. Weaver…jezzzz..it will never go down now.” She smiled and opened up a locker and put on another jacket.
She took a deep breath, then went over and locked the door. She sat by me, took another big breath and ask me to keep this conversation absolutely secret.
She said she was not married. The ‘Mrs.‘. Weaver was to look good for her job. She was only 23, and had been a nerd all her life. She wore thick glasses but had contacts now. All she ever cared about was being a teacher. She was a late bloomer and it was just in the last two years that her body developed. She said I was the first guy who she knew definitely,…. got an erection over her, and she took it as a great complement, but that it shook her up some. I said: “Mrs. Weaver, your so hot I took this offer just to be close to you. Me and half the guys in school think your hot.” She gasp and took a big breath….. She whispered: “ We have to keep this on a teacher / student level here at school…”
She scooted close to me, held my hand under the table and whispered right in my ear:
(“… maybe you could….(pause)…. come over some evening and we would work…. on some school plays.”) I could smell her wonderful womanly perfume and feel her fingers tremble a little. She was smiling and looking into space across the room. She got up and pulled me up and said you gotta go, and pushed me to the door and out.
She thought to herself:..
(‘…what are you doing, girl!…you know this can lead to trouble. You just invited a male student to your house! Mom won’t like it at all….but I’m so attracted to him, he really desires me, I can’t help it. I’m having fantasizes about him already! I can feel his arms around me and kissing me…which will never happen…but…what if it did? Keep your mind on the script writing and off of him. Oh damn!, that’s so easy to say….his erection for me was so hot, I get tingles just thinking about it. He must think I’m sexually attractive. When we’re alone at my house, will he make a move on me?….god I hope so. I can’t resist. I want him so bad, I can’t think about anything else. Something about him has given me new feelings, and I want a lot more of them…stop girl!…just think about working on the plays and not him…just the plays…just the plays…”)
We arranged for me to arrive after dark, to avoid being seen.
She still lived with her mom, and she introduced me as ‘my friend’, not a student to her. Her mom was pleased and stayed up stairs the whole evening. Mrs. Weaver was now just Morgan Weaver at home. She had on shorts, a tiny top with no bra, and looked way hotter than I had imagined. As we talked she admitted she had only one boyfriend. A nerd like her, who moved away a while back. She was making me want her more and more.
I said: “You must like to act, so let’s do a sketch.” She said: “Oh yes, let’s do that!” I said: “We’re in a row boat in a storm. I’m lying in the bottom injured. You the rower. Ok?” I laid down on the couch She smiled and said: “I….I…” and started to giggle. She got on top of me and sat right on my dick facing me. I said: “The storm is bad, so you lean over and protect me for the storm.” She giggled again and said: “What kind of scene is this?” I pulled her down to me and said: “A hot love scene, now stop giggling and”….I kissed her.
“Oh….(gasp)..I…I… I’m not sure I can…play this scene.”…I whispered in her ear: (“I’ll teach you Morgan,…”The rower kissed the man with all her passion, while she protected him with her body.”
She was not use to this and tried to talk as I felt her body and kept kissing her face over and over. She was totally out of breath and finally relaxed and started kissing me back between gulps of air. I said: (“Wow…Morgan, you’re an excellent actress.“ )
She kept kissing me, but now started to twitching her body on me. As she got hotter she whispered: (“I’m not acting, your making me all excited inside. My mom’s home, (gasp) can you come back when she’s not here?”) I said sure, but first do you know how to French kiss? She didn’t even know what that was. I said: “One French kiss, and I’ll come back when your moms not here…ok?” She smiled and said: “Ok, you show me.” I took my time kissing her and then eased my tongue across her lips. She must have liked it as she returned her tongue to my lips.
I eased my tongue deeper as hers did too. She had it now and she only broke for air, then back to the our tongues going crazy together.
I heard a noise on the stairs. Her mom took a few steps down, smiled, then quickly turned around and went back upstairs. Morgan was so engrossed I don’t think she even heard her.
I had to take a parting feel and down my hand went in the back of her shorts. I felt her smooth sweet butt cheeks. She jumped and whispered: (“…are you trying to get me to keep you after class?…”) …and giggled. I whispered back: (“I sure am, when will your mom be gone?”)
She didn’t answer as she had her eyes closed and ran her fingers thru my hair. She said quietly ….”don’t go”…. I put my arms around her and rubbed her back and butt cheeks. The more we felt each other the hotter we got. She raised up and smiled with her beautiful eyes. She whispered: (“… I could get big trouble and lose my job getting involved with you, but I guess it’s to late. I want to be with you so bad. We have to be very careful. I just…want you…..”) She kissed me so hot my boner stood up between her legs, as she squirmed her pussy on it. She whispered out of breath: (“I’ll be… right back.”) She got up a little dizzy, and stumbled up the stairs.
After a while I see her mom come down the stairs. She comes over and tells me that Morgan isn’t feeling well, and that she will contact me to continue working on the plays. She hands me a sealed envelope. I graciously left and read the letter inside in my car.
“Dear ____. I’m faking this letter for my mom’s sake. She has always wanted me to be a lifelong teacher, and not get involved with men. (tee hee) She’ll be gone this coming week, come over Friday night after 9pm and we’ll ’work on plays’….Morgan., xxoo.”
The next day was Friday and I went to English class as usual. Mrs. Weaver was very cheerful and happy, but of course paid no attention to me in class. Somehow she had gotten more beautiful than ever. As the bell rang, she said she had a make up test for me she wanted to talk about. We talked about the test as the rest of the class filed out. After the last student left, she walked over and locked the door. It was the end of the school day. She smiled and pushed me up against the wall
. “Mr. ___, do you know the penalty for molesting a teacher? The teacher has the right to punish you as she sees fit within the law. You will….. put your arms around me and kiss me until I stop you, do you understand!” I smiled and put my books down. “Yes mam.” I said.
It was pure heaven kissing her right in her own classroom. She felt my boner and I felt her nice tits. She stopped kissing me and said: “I hope you’ve learned something here today, now get out of my classroom, there will be further punishment later.”
She straightened herself and unlocked the door, and pushed me out with a big grin. I left holding my books over my boner. Morgan thought to herself….’ wow….god I loved being desired so much.’
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It was Friday night, 6pm. I parked down a ways from her house. I had gotten there at 5:30 to watch her mom leave with another lady. I hid down in my seat and peeked as they drove the other way, away from me. My boner never quite went away so I held a sweat shirt in my hand over it. No one was watching that I could see. Morgan opened the door as I approached and I quickly went in.
We held hands and just smiled at each other for a few minutes. Both our hearts were beating fast and we both could feel it in our hot and sweating hands. We just started slow dancing, we didn’t even know why. She had on a long shear blue night gown. I remember the aroma of her hair as her head lay on my chest. Finally she looked at me and said: “It’s time for more of your punishment Mr.
We’re going to do some acting again, only this time I’ll be directing. You’ve just found me on the beach, half dead from almost drowning. There is a dry area in my bedroom. You take me there and start to revive me….Action!” I chuckled and picked her limp body up and carried her to her bedroom. She giggled. I said: “Drowning victims don’t giggle!” I placed her on her bed. I lifted up one leg and started pumping it up and down. We both got the giggles as she said:
“That is NOT how you do it, mouth to mouth resuscitation is the correct way!…but first…It’s so hot in here, you better remove the victims clothes and your own too. I slowly undressed her and my self too. I think my eyes crossed looking at her sexy naked body for the first time. We took our time feeling our body’s, running fingers thru our hair and kissing us everywhere. She had soft music playing and we both were in another world of excitement. This was turning out not to be a score on my part, it was pure heaven. She whispered in my ear, out of breath: (“…it‘s no wonder…. mom didn‘t want me to…. ”).
That was the last thing she was able to say as we began to blend our lips together. My boner lay right on top of her clit. She moved her pussy back and forth to let my dick massage her clit.
Morgan thought….
(’…oh god, this feeling of being desired is taking me to heights I never dreamed of. I need this, and a lot more of it.’)
I felt her tits as my boner started slipping down to enter her wet pussy. She reached down and guided it in. Oh god she was tight. I took my time entering her as she moaned and squirmed under me…..a little further in each stroke. Her body trembled as she felt my back and opened her legs wider. I lifted her legs up and put them on my chest. She liked that as I kept going in her pussy deeper. Her breathing was now in pants of moans as we started fucking. “Ohhhhh it’s so beautiful….I want to feel you in me all night….I….I….oooooo yes!” she whispered.
I finally could take full strokes and pushed my dick all the way to the bottom. She winched and cried out…”Oh god!…” and now we fucked faster and faster. She made growing and moaning sounds as my cum shot was coming. She held me so tight I could hardly breath and she started to climax. “AHHHH” she yelled as I shot a huge load in her. She bucked and squirmed, grinding her pussy down on my dick. My balls hurt as they kept pumping themselves empty and beyond.
She was a shaking woman in a trance, pushing her pussy up to my dick, as deep at it would go. She just laid there and trembled. She gasp for air between kissing me over and over. She kept moaning those little sounds you can’t describe. I love the feeling of her tight trembling pussy around my dick.
Morgan thought…..
(’…oh mom, you’ve deigned me this for all this time…well I’m having it, and lot’s of it from now on.’)
She kept working her pussy on my dick, getting all the good feelings she could. She finally spoke: “Oh my god!…., you really wanted me bad, …pause…
I want to ask you a favor. There are 2 guys in your class…(gasp for breath)….who I feel have talent, and I know they like me…a…. real well. I wonder if you could….well… talk to them and arrange for them….. and you too,….well, to come over and rehearse a bedroom love scene I’ve written…….
.pretty please? ”

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A Road Trip with My Grand Daughter

This story is fictitious. WARNING-This series is about a grand father and his 14 year-old grand daughter having sex. If this topic offends you, DON’T READ IT! I don’t want to have any negative comments about “how sick” I am. If this floats your boat, then please, your comments are welcome, positive or negative. If you didn’t like it, please tell me why. Enjoy..

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“UNDERWEAR”

Underwear
By Blueheatt
___ That night we were watching porn in my room and he was flipping around porn pictures and stopped at a site to view some. It was young guys cross dressing. We giggled at some of the guys wearing women’s clothes. We clicked around and that’s when I saw them. The same bra and panties I couldn’t find. I stopped and carefully looked at the pictures some young guy was wearing. The last picture he was wanking and shot cum. I noticed Trav got a big hardon. I admit the guy looked very much like a cute young girl. I got a little aroused myself watching him/her.
I saw something….
….he had a sheet up to hide where he was but one bed post was showing…..then it hit me who the guy was. My younger brother!…Sam.
He called himself ’Samantha’ in the pictures. Trav said the young guy made a cute sexy looking girl in the bra and panties that Trav was familiar with. I didn’t say anything at first, I just watched the pictures again and again. Trav got very aroused and said if ‘he’ was only a ‘she‘.
I realized now how this all got started.
I had a very private slumber party when our parents were gone for the weekend. I told Sam to keep his mouth shut about it. He smiled and said ok, but he wanted to watch ’things’ going on. I said ’maybe’ we’ll see how it goes.
My three very close girlfriends all gathered in my bedroom. OK….I like to have sex with girls too, and Trav does not know this. Sam was aware of the sounds we made and listened at my darkened doorway in the hall.
Sandy spotted him and decided to have a little fun with him. I tried to stop this but the girls all got him and pulled him in the room. Sam was young, skinny and under developed. The girls all said he would make a cute young ’girl’.
Us girls all had one thing in common, we all had the desire to get a real young girl and lick her pussy and get her sexually excited. We all had it done to us by girlfriends, older girls, sisters, aunts, and even moms got us all horny for the first time.
Next thing I knew, they’re holding him and putting makeup on him. You could tell he liked the attention. Out came some hair pieces and a bra and some panties. I was shocked at how developed his cock was. It was slowly getting bigger as the girls all fussed over him. These girls were already horny from playing with each other and me.
I just let ’things’ happen.
We had a new girl to play sex with….but… who had a cock. Poor Sam didn’t stand a chance.
We ….were all over him to make him real horny too. His cock got bigger and bigger. He got his first tongue kisses and his boy tits felt up. Someone whispered to him to ’jack’ his cock for us. He was shy…so we all jack it for him. Sandy was hot to give him a blow job when he shot cum big, all over our hands. He moaned, then got up and took off for the bath room.
He didn’t return, so we had sex with each other all night. I told him the next day that ‘nothing happened‘…right? He smiled and agreed….but got a panicked look and made me promise not ever tell any guys about the ’nothing happened’ night. We never talked about it again…but I wondered what he must have been thinking about what ’never happened’. Those pictures of him cross dressed like a female, told me it must have had some effect on him.
Let me fast forward to today for a minute, because we later did have a talk about the night that ’nothing happened’ one night.
I brought it up and here’s what he told me:
“ I was all excited about watching you girls having sex play. I knew you did by the sounds I heard in your room. I like to wank listening and thinking about it. I’d never been with a girl yet and I was coming of age and the thought of fucking girls made me cum when I wanked.
When Sandy grabbed me and drug me in your bedroom I was so stunned I just submitted to her giving me a close up look at 4 girls half naked. I just put up with the make up and girls clothes on me. This was all arousing me to a new level. When you gals all jacked on me…I had the best cum of my life. I panicked and ran out because I was afraid you all would think I was gay, which I’m not. Later on I got aroused by looking in your drawers and feeling your bra and panties. It kept going. I tried on your bra and panties and got more horny, and I had great wanks from it.
I found a buddy at school, Jerry, and slowly we found we both liked to cross dress to get horny, and then wank. We did a sleep over at his house and crossed dressed for each other. He was so sexy looking dressed like a girl and we both got so aroused we wanked each other.
By now we both had girlfriends and were getting sex, but the cross dressing still made us real horny. That was about the time we took pictures of each other and the pictures made us horny. Dressing like a girl and seeing him aroused was a big turn on for both of us. We were not gay, but we began to make ‘exceptions’.
Watching each others excited cocks get big hardons and thinking like girls, we both wanted to suck on that excited hard cock. The first time his parents were gone, we got all dressed and both got extra super horny. We turned the lights low and pretended we were girls. We turned 69 to watch each other cum. At about that same time our cocks went in our mouths. We felt our tits and hair and moaned like a girl. We were girls sucking a guys cock and it was taking us to a new peak. We just kept pretending as we both blasted cum in our mouths. It was somehow ‘ok’ as a girl giving a guy a blow job, but even more thrilling. When we were back to our regular guy clothes we didn’t get horny or have any sexual attraction to each other at all. It worked for us.
The pictures ended up on the internet and then you spotted me.”
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Listening to Sam was making me very horny. A girl dressed like a guy did nothing for me, but a cross dressing (CD) girl…she had a cock, and the idea of getting together with ‘Samantha’ was a real turn on.
I whispered to Sam, “I want a date with ‘Samantha’, she’s got me hot and I want to have sex with her.” Sam smiled and said ‘Samantha’ already had a boyfriend but….she was definitely interested in having a girlfriend and he would set up a secret date with ’her’.
I decided not to tell Trav anything about this.
Trav had grown a new interest in certain CD’s and the pictures got him a hardon. I didn’t want him near Samantha and our top secret affair we were lining up. I admit, I wanted Samantha all to myself…….
It was a weekend when Trav and my parents were both gone. I stopped Sam in the hall and said: “Is tonight good for Samantha?”…he said out of breath…”I was just going to get you and tell you Samantha would love to get with you tonight. She’ll come to your room about 9pm tonight…ok?”
I showered and dressed up for her. I waited in my room for my date. At 9pm my door slowly swung open. I had soft light on and there she stood…‘Samantha‘. She had on a long sexy dress, high heels, long flowing hair and perfect makeup. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I said quietly: “I’ve been so waiting to meet you Samantha.” She didn’t speak but slowly came over and held out her hand. I held it and she had me stand up. Our bodies came together in the sexiest hug ever. I looked down her low cut front at my missing bra. I just had to reach in and feel her little tits. She did the same to me and we started unbuttoning our dresses, a little at a time. We felt our asses and body’s. Our excited breathing was awesome. She was a hot beautiful young girl. I felt a rising lump between her legs. Her gentle hands felt my tits and nipples. She guided her lump between my legs slowly, but firm ….right on my pussy. She started kissing down my cleavage. Damn, she was making me hot….
This was all new to me. I loved to feel girls up and lick their tits and pussy’s, but this girl had a cock and I wanted to feel it with my bare hands. A new excitement was happening in me. I had my girl and guy desires being turned on full at the same time and it was taking me to a new level of extreme arousement I didn’t even know existed. I loved to feel my heart pounding and the twitching and wetness in my pussy.
I slowly hiked up her dress and felt her cock inside my missing panties. It was very warm and I could feel her heartbeat in the throbbing of her cock.
She kissed down my now open dress and onto her knees. I got a wave of heat travel through my body, something I’d never had before. She inched down my tiny panties with her teeth. I felt a burst of wetness in my pussy. She lowered me to sit on my bed. She leaned me back and took my panties clear off. She bent my legs at the knee and opened them up. I felt her hair as she began to lick my pussy. My clit was throbbing with each lick of her tongue.
I want her cock in me bad and wanted her to hurry….yet …take your time as I got a floating feeling. It was an awesome site to see and feel a very young girl…. licking my pussy.
She slowly turned and got up on the bed, while she kept licking my pussy. She rolled me to her and lifted my one leg. She scooted her sexy panties ever closer to my face. I grabbed and squeezed her butt cheeks. I licked her panties over her now hard and erect cock.
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Let’s fast forward again so you know what Sam told me later about what he was thinking that night…..
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“I got real horny when you said you wanted a date with ’Samantha’. My CD buddy Jerry was the only one that had a sexual desire for me as Samantha, and now…. not only a girl, but my own sister wants to have sex with me. Most young guys think about having sex with their sisters but don’t tell hardly any other guys because is was so taboo.
I was getting a double turn on, as a guy who would love to fuck his sister, and…as Samantha the girl I pretended to be to get turned on. Jan your a looker with your big tits, a great ass and very sexy. Your also very sexy to certain girls and know hot to turn a girl on real good. I use to listen at your door to you making your girlfriends all hot by tribbing and then going 69 with them. The moaning was a real turn on for me.
You were hot for Samantha and she was hot for you….and so was Sam. Getting to feel those big tits and lick your pussy was over the top exciting. Now I was getting the action, not just listening to it. Licking your pussy almost made me cum in my panties. Going 69 was next as I got in position and I felt your tongue on my cock….
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Back to our ’date’ night. Instead of having my fingers in a girls pussy, I had a cock to play with. I pulled off her panties and went for her cock, licking, sucking and jacking it. She was teasing my clit and massaging my G spot perfect. I jumped with my first orgasm she gave me. I deep throated her and heard her moan. She fingered my pussy faster and sucked my clit harder… I started jacking her as I kept her cock in my mouth. I was going crazy as I wanted to feel her cum shoot in my mouth. We both began to moan as it built up and up. She moaned long and my pussy clamped on her fingers in a glorious climax. She sucked hard on my clit as I squirmed with the feelings. Hot shots of cum filled my mouth and overflowed. Oh my god she could cum a lot, pumping and driving her cock deep in my mouth. We moaned, squirmed and shook at the new high we were having.
A girl had just shot cum in my mouth just as I had a climax…..the strongest most intense one I‘d ever had….
I didn’t have to wonder how Samantha felt, she read my mind. After a little time to recover we both wanted her cock in me. We turned and up came our dresses as she lay on top of me. We both held her cock and rubbed it on my wet pussy.
I had sneaked rubbing pussy’s with girl before at school, in a car and when no one was around to see us. We both had on dresses and we just filliped up our dresses and pulled our panties down… I was on top. I put her legs up and pressed my pussy against hers and we got hot. Oh it was a high that I’ll never forget….she kissed me and drove her pussy so that our clits touched….I held her tight as it got higher and then we both climaxed at the same time…we moan and ground our pussy’s for a long time….
It was exciting. The same excitement was happening now but more so with Samantha who had that beautiful cock.
I get real excited when another girl gets real horny and aggressive with me to feel me up and rub pussys. Samantha was like that. She was pumped to fuck me after wanting to for so long. She held my arms down and let her cock tease my clit. It was almost to much as my pussy orgasmed all by itself. The moaning and squirming was intense.
I began to whisper to her…..(“..oh fuck me….fuck me good…put it in now…I want it so bad…Samantha fuck me now…”) the words just came out as she held me down. Her cock found it’s way to my entrance. She wrapped her arms around me and pushed her cock all the way in. My pussys squeezed around it and orgasmed again.
She started a slow fuck and let it build up a little faster. We both made those heavenly sounds as our bodies moved totally together. Feeling a girl on top of you and a cock in your pussy was awesome. I felt like I just entered a trance on a ride to heaven. Our legs intertwined as our hand went crazy feeling our tits. We squirmed and moaned as it was on its was. She went with deeper strokes in me as my pussy gladly welcomed them. She took one hand and massaged my throbbing clit…two steady moans came out of us as I felt her cock swell up to its peak size. She began to get weak as the first shot led the way to our skin slapping peak….last deep trust by both of us and all exploded.
We both yelled as a blast of hot cum shot in me, then continuously over and over. My pussy locked up to hold her in tight. We became animals fucking hard and fast as her load filled my pussy to the max. We got out of breath and dizzy as we couldn’t stop fucking….no time to even think as we were out of control with the feelings…..oh…my….god…we have gone to a new heaven…..it made us slowly black out with the intense pleasure……
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