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To say that my parents were strict is probably an understatement but I suppose they had my best interests at heart. My school was a girl’s only establishment which was run by Nuns although at least a quarter of the staff was male and some were quite attractive.

Because I was in my final year of school before going off to university, I wasn’t allowed to see or go out with boys despite being 18 years old and my evenings and weekends were spent with the family or doing homework. My sister, Susan was 20 and hadn’t gone down the university path so she was allowed to do as she pleased which sometimes made me jealous. “The family” consisted of grandparents and uncles and aunts who seemed to be constantly present in our home. My only contact with people of my own age was at school as my sister never told me anything about her life and what she got up to.

My growing up was not helped by my parents as my mother was always out with her friends and my father was always away on business so what little I learnt of life, boys and other matters was gained from the other girls at school. They talked constantly about boys and a few spoke of sex and made wild claims about what they got up to with boys although I knew that some of the claims were probably true. One of my friends, Jayne, had a regular boyfriend who was 19 and they had had sex. She told me about it one day explaining how good it felt to fuck with him and I got really excited and couldn’t wait to get alone in the school toilets to pleasure myself which I often did to relieve my urges. I had seen pictures of naked men and a few of erect cocks and thought about sex a lot.

I decided to make it my duty to lose my virginity but, not with just anyone. My desire was to have my first time with someone experienced and I was prepared to wait. Little did I know just how soon my wish was to come true!

A few weeks after Jayne’s sexual revelations my mother said that she had been told by the school that my maths results weren’t good and that her good friend Mr Mills who taught at my school had agreed to give me extra tuition twice a week at our house while she was out with her friends. Mr Mills was the school hunk as he was only 25, taught physical education as well as maths and, as far as anyone knew, had no wife or girlfriend, I wondered if I could find some way to get him interested in me and I hatched a plan to attract his attention when he visited.

The plan had to be carefully implemented as I did not want to scare him off or look like a silly schoolgirl with a crush and blow my chances so, on the first evening he visited, I played it cool and wore my school uniform and behaved myself. I should explain that our uniform was very traditional as it consisted of a knee length pleated grey skirt, a long sleeved white blouse with a striped tie and white knee high socks.

When he arrived, my mother showed him into the lounge where I was already waiting and she explained that Mr Mills would be staying for 2 hours and that there were refreshments for both of us in the kitchen. I sat down on the sofa and Mr Mills sat down beside me. He was wearing a shirt and tailored trousers and soft leather shoes. He opened his briefcase, took out his books and put them on the coffee table in front of us. My mother called goodbye from the hall and left the house saying she would be back late.

Mr Mills spoke first and told me to forget all the formality and to call him Tom. Fantastic I thought as it seemed he was not as unapproachable as he seemed at school. He carried on by explaining that he didn’t normally do extra tuition but, as my mother was a good friend of his mother’s, he was prepared to help me and the extra money would be useful.

I asked him what he did in his spare time and he told me that he liked sailing and cycling and going to the theatre. Cheekily, I asked him who he went to the theatre with and he told me that he didn’t have a girlfriend at the moment and he either went on his own or with his best friend Frank. He asked me what I did in my spare time and I explained that I spent most of my time at home with the family.

Tom said that I didn’t need to wear my uniform and I was welcome to wear whatever I felt comfortable in although, he added that he found the school uniform quite attractive as it reminded him of the girls he knew at his school. I thought he was hinting that I should keep wearing it and decided to humour him in future. The evening went well and he went over some maths problems that I had been having trouble with. From time to time I had pressed my knee up against his leg and I had even put my hand on his shoulder at one point which he didn’t object to.

Tom left after a couple of hours and said he would be back later in the week. I couldn’t wait and I was already hatching a proper plan.

The next time Tom called I stayed up in my bedroom until my mother had seen him into the lounge. She called out to me as she was leaving and once she had closed the front Beylikdüzü escort door I started to prepare. I had decided to wear my uniform again but this time I would make it more interesting. I ran into my sister’s room and borrowed a really sheer, almost see-through pair of white panties from her drawer, put them on and then removed my bra. I had a good set of boobs, firm, round and with large nipples and I was going to make the most of them.

I ran downstairs and greeted Tom who was already sitting on the sofa and sat down beside him. Tom put his books on his knee and started to explain the evening’s problems. I sank back into the sofa and deliberately let my skirt ride up and opened my legs a little. He couldn’t see anything yet but he would if he got up so I asked him if he wanted a drink from the kitchen and he said he did so, he got up and went for a can of cola and one for me as well. As he came back into the room from the kitchen I could see that he had seen right up my skirt and he must have seen my pussy through the sheer panties. He sat down quickly and pulled his books back onto his knees but it was too late as I could see the bulge in the front of his trousers.

He was obviously aroused by what he had seen so I decided to go further. Tom was trying to show me a particularly hard problem and I said I would look over his shoulder to see it more clearly so, I got up and walked behind the sofa and leant over his right shoulder. As I did so I pressed my left breast against his ear making sure that my nipple was pressing against his face. This excited me and I could feel my nipples getting hard and erect and I could see the bulge in Tom’s trousers getting bigger. Tom coughed and said that perhaps I should sit down again but I said that I was quite happy where I was.

I pressed my breast harder into the side of his face and my rock hard nipple was pushing into his cheek. The effect on the bulge in his trousers was almost instant and his zip seemed to be under strain. Tom coughed again and said that I really should sit down as he felt uncomfortable with me so close. I said that I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all and I asked him if he enjoyed me standing so close. He admitted that he did find my closeness enjoyable and he found me very attractive but it would be wrong for him to respond. I responded by telling him that I wasn’t going to tell anyone and if he enjoyed it I would continue. At this point I moved round a bit and pushed both boobs into the side of his face which must have done the trick as he reached up and pulled my face down towards his. The kiss that resulted was like an electric shock and was my first real kiss. He pulled back and apologised and said that he had better leave but, I said that I wanted him to stay and kissed him long and passionately.

I went back round the sofa, sat down close to him and explained that I had always fancied him and that I wanted nothing more than to have fun with him. He pulled me towards him and kissed me long and hard over and over again. His tongue started flicking into my mouth which really turned me on and his breathing started to get heavy. I wanted more so I reached for his hand and pulled it down onto my boobs and he was obviously very excited. Tom mumbled between kisses that I had great tits and he had often fantasized about them in class. He started to unbutton my blouse and took off my tie as he slipped his hand inside my blouse and took my nipple in his fingers which sent me crazy.

I was wet between my legs and I felt so horny that I wanted him to go much further. Tom stopped kissing me and started sucking on my nipples one at a time which made me even hornier. I was gasping by now and Tom was so excited and I didn’t object when I felt his hand on my knee sliding up my thigh. My legs were already open and I opened them even further as his hand reached my soaking panties. The first touch of his fingers on my pussy through the soft fabric was fantastic and so much better than any time I had touched myself. His fingers worked inside my panties and then I felt his fingers against my pussy which was so wet I was afraid I might leak on the sofa.

Tom gently stroked my pussy and then very gently inserted a finger into me taking care not to hurt me. “Does that feel good?” he asked and I replied “Oh, yes, please don’t stop… ever!” He carried on sucking my tits and fingering me until I knew I was cuming and I came like never before and he knew I was cuming, big time as I let go with my body, gripped his hand between my thighs and moaned out loud.

As I was finishing Tom asked me if I had ever had an orgasm like that before and I said “Never”. “Would you like another some time?” to which I replied “Try and stop me”. I told Tom that it was truly wonderful and he said he was glad. Tom then said that he needed some relief and would I help him. “What do you want me to do?” I asked and he said that all I needed to do was to touch his cock and rub it. Beylikdüzü escort bayan “OK show me what to do” I said. Tom undid his belt and trouser zip and slipped his trousers and pants down. His cock jumped up and it was huge! Tom took my hand and put it around his cock which felt warm and hard. He showed me that the skin on his cock pulled back from the tip and told me that the tip was the most sensitive area of a man’s cock.

Tom leant over and started kissing me again and put both his hands on my tits as I started to work on his cock, enjoying the feel of it in my hand as I stroked up and down the full length of it. It was obvious that every time I reached the head of his cock he got more excited so I teased him by only touching it every now and again.

I could tell he was getting ready to cum as his breathing got heavier and his kissing and grip on my boobs got harder but I wasn’t ready for what happened next. His cock suddenly twitched and he groaned as a huge fountain of white juice shot out of the end of his cock all over my boobs and face. He shouted “don’t stop, please don’t stop” so, I carried on wanking him as his cum ran over my hand and finally stopped flowing.

“That was wonderful, did you enjoy it too?” Tom said and I replied that it was the first time I had seen a man cum so it was a bit of a shock but it was also funny as well. He started to wipe the cum off of us both with his handkerchief as he explained that what we had done was fantastic but it was wrong and we should not do it again however much we liked it. I said that it had been the best experience of my life and it would always remain a secret and as long as we told no one else, it could do no harm.

Tom was a little reluctant but I told him that the next time he came over to teach me I would make him change his mind.

I had decided to make the most of the opportunity and use Tom for as long as he was around. It may seem selfish but I was horny and wanted to become a woman in every sense. My sister’s room was my next target as I knew she was into sexy underwear. I hadn’t taken much notice before but now I realised that the turn-on power of a sexy outfit was worth its weight in gold. The next evening with Tom was to be on Thursday and my mother was due to go to her bridge group. Dad was away, as always and sis’ was a sleep-over so I had the house to myself once a again. I knew that Tom would be arriving at 7 PM and I couldn’t believe my luck when my mother left the house at 6 PM. A whole hour to get ready for Tom!

One hot shower later I was standing naked in my sister’s room going through her underwear drawers. I couldn’t believe some of the stuff she had which included corsets, suspender belts, basques and a lot of PVC clothing. It was like Aladdin’s cave and I was experimenting. What I settled for came from a film I’d seen. It wasn’t pornographic but the woman in the film had dressed up in a way that even I felt was sexy so, I copied her.

I chose a black suspender belt and a pair of sheer black stockings. Then I found a pair of silk French knickers which were so tight when I put them on that every line of my pussy lips was visible through the fabric. A black half-cup bra finished off the underwear set. I took a pair of stiletto ankle boots and a black chocker completed the outfit. Over the top I wore my school uniform of grey pleated skirt and white blouse just for effect.

As the time for Tom to arrive neared I put the front door on the latch and waited in the kitchen. Tom arrived on the dot and when he knocked I told him to go into the lounge and make himself comfortable. I waited a few minutes but I was getting more and more excited so, when I could wait no longer I entered the room. “Hello” said Tom and I said “Hello” back. As I sat on the sofa next to him I let my skirt ride up a little so that the edge of my stocking tops were just visible and I opened my legs enough that he could see my black silk knickers. “Wow” said Tom “You look fantastic!” and I could see that he meant it by the bulge in his trousers. I leaned over and kissed him full on the lips and he responded. As I pulled away from him I said “What are you going to do about that?” He pulled me towards him, kissing me deeply. “You obviously want to be a grown up little girl don’t you?”. “Yes, I want to do everything it’s possible to do and become a real woman!” “Well, it is totally wrong but I wouldn’t be human if I didn’t find you amazingly sexy in that schoolgirl outfit. If you promise that no one will ever find out about it I’m game but how do you want to proceed, any ideas?” “I think you are beautiful and I would like nothing more than to seduce a virgin but, it’s your evening so I’ll do whatever you want”

I had thought about how wanted to lose my virginity many, many times and wanted it to be something really special and different. I had never told anyone but I got really turned on by some pictures one of my schoolmates had on her mobile Escort beylidüzü phone of a man taking advantage of a woman who was tied up and at his mercy. It made my pussy wet just to think about it! “I know it may sound a bit odd but I really like the idea of being forced!” “You know, being tied up and taken advantage of”.

Tom’s hands were already exploring my body and had reached my tits and I had already started to get excited. “Do you want me to be rough and force you to do what I want or do you want to tell me what to do?” he said. “I want you to treat me as a whore and force me to do your bidding” I said.

Tom bent down and took the belt from his raincoat and as he kissed me he put my hands behind my back and tied them at the wrist. “Now you’re mine and you will do anything I want” he said. “Yes Mr Mills” I replied, trembling with anticipation. He started groping my body as I sat there, running his hands over my boobs. He opened my blouse, put his hand inside and roughly gripped my nipples. Then he bent down to suck hard on my tits. It was fantastic! I was almost cuming in my pants but he just kept groping me all over. His other hand went down to my thigh and he slowly slid it up over my stocking tops and found the suspenders. “I get really turned on by stockings” he said, “But I know what you really want”.

He led me over behind the sofa and bent me over its back so that my bottom was pointing up in the air and felt truly exposed. “Stay there” Tom ordered as he walked around to the front of the sofa facing me. “You did say that you wanted everything and that you wanted to be forced didn’t you little girl?” “Did you really mean it, anything?”

“Everything I said” panting with excitement. Tom started undoing his trousers and dropped them to the floor letting his huge, erect cock leap out towards me. It was huge, thick and long and with the skin peeled back its head was bright purple. “Your going to make me a happy man little girl, just do as your told” with this he held on to my hair and moved his cock towards my mouth. “First thing your going to do little girl is suck my cock!” and as he said this he pushed his cock-head between my lips. It tasted salty and it was quite a turn-on feeling this huge cock entering my mouth and I instinctively started to suck on it. “Take more of it in girl, use your tongue on the end and don’t stop whatever happens”. As I started to do his bidding he pushed more and more of his huge cock into my mouth until I could feel it touching the back of my throat. I gagged a little and he pulled back a bit but he kept on and started moving his cock in and out of my mouth.

“This is what we call mouth-fucking you little whore and you seem to be good at it” “Do you want me to go all the way and cum in your mouth little girl?” he said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth for an instant. “I said everything” just do with me what you want. He forced his cock back into my mouth and started fucking it even harder and I sucked harder and harder. I felt his cock start to twitch and suddenly my mouth filled with warmth as he shot his load into my little mouth. “Keep sucking you little whore but don’t swallow. I want to see my cum in your mouth to show what a little slut you really are”. I found his dirty talking a real turn-on and I did as he said. His cum tasted wonderful, slightly sweet and salty at the same time. As I slowly sucked on the head of his huge cock he reached over me and started to rub his fingers on my silky knickers over my soaking pussy. He put his fingers under the silky fabric and inserted at least two fingers into me.

“Does my little whore like that?” he said as he pulled his cock out of my mouth it was starting to droop. “Let me see the cum in your mouth slut”. I raised my head and showed him my mouthful of cum. “Now swallow it” he said and I did as he said. “Now I’m going to fuck your brains out whore” he said. “Are you ready to be fucked for the first time in your life?” “Oh yes, please fuck me as hard as you can and teach me how to be a woman”. “Don’t worry, I will” he said. He took the rest of his clothes off and then reached into one of his pockets and brought out a condom. I had seen one at school so I knew what they were for.

“Do you really need to use one of those?” I asked. “Of course I do, don’t want to get you pregnant do I” “I don’t think you need to worry” I said “I’m already on the pill for my period pains”. The look in his eyes said everything and his drooping cock was starting to rise again as he walked around behind me. His hands started to caress my bottom, feeling the silky underwear and I could tell he liked what he was feeling as his breathing was getting deeper and louder. My suspenders fascinated him as he kept pushing his fingers under the straps and into my stocking tops.

My pussy juices were really flowing by now and I was totally wet as he slid his hands into the top of my knickers and slowly slid them down my legs. As he gently took my knickers off over my boots I felt his face come close to my pussy and then he pushed his face hard into me. As his tongue found my sweet spot I gasped and I moaned as he licked my clit. Pretty soon I was cuming for the first time as the result of a man’s mouth. Tom got up and hooked his hands into my suspenders.

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It was three minutes before the bell would ring to end fourth hour. Pam was watching the second hand spin on the clock on the wall. It seemed that every time she looked at it, it was turning slower and slower. She sighed.

“What’s the matter?” she said.

She looked at Neil, the young man sitting next to her, who was looking back at her with an expression of concern.

“I’m bored,” he said.

She nodded. “So am I.”

He looked at the clock for a moment, then looked back at Pam.

“You want to come over to my house tonight and study?” he said.

Pam looked at him with surprise. She thought for a moment.

“Sure,” she said.

He had a smile that melted her pussy.

“Great,” Neil said.

Finally, the bell rang, and all the kids in the room jumped out of their seats.

“I’ll meet you at your locker after school,” he said.

“Ok.”

In the hallway they waved as they went different ways to their lockers. Pam walked to her locker with a happy glow on her face. She stopped at the restroom and removed her panties and bra and unbuttoned her shirt so he would be able to see her cleavage.

Walking down the hallway, with the hem of her short skirt bouncing against her thighs, she felt a cool breeze between her legs. She walked a little more briskly to make the skirt bounce a little higher. As she walked down the hall, she felt that all eyes were on her and her legs, especially those of the guys. This made her feel proud of herself and her body.

“Hi, Pam,” Melanie said.

“Hi, Melanie.”

Melanie looked at Pam’s exposed chest, where her blouse was unbuttoned so low she could see a part of her bra.

“What’s this?” Melanie said, pointing to Pam’s chest.

“I won’t be able to come over to your house until later tonight. Neil asked me to go to his house to study.”

“Neil Jenkins?”

“Yeah. He’s so cute.”

“Are you gonna do it with him?”

“I’m gonna try.”

Melanie looked past Pam and smiled. Pam closed her locker and turned to look up at Neil and said hi. She noticed his eyes drop to her bare chest and quickly look back up to her eyes. She was pleased that she had got his attention.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

“Ok.”

Pam waved to Melanie. “See you later.”

“Bye.”

They walked the short distance from the school to his house. He let her in and they set their books on the kitchen table. Pam sat down and Neil opened the Beylikdüzü escort refrigerator.

“You want a Coke?” he said.

“Sure.”

He handed her a can of Coke and leaned against the counter, facing her, and popped his can open.

“What do you think of Lloyd?” he said.

Pam sipped her Coke and set it down. “I think he’s a jerk.”

“So do I.”

“He always gives us so much homework.”

“Yeah, especially on weekends.”

“Oh, I hate that,” Pam said.

She turned sideways in the seat, put her back against the wall and put her feet on the edge of the next chair. She watched his eyes as she let her knees fall apart and made sure he could see her pussy before she crossed her ankles and stretched her legs across the seat. She grinned when his eyes widened, and she was sure he had seen what she wanted him to see.

“Should we start our homework?” she said.

“Uh … yeah.”

Neil set his can of Coke on the table and sat in the seat by her feet, glancing at the edge of her skirt before opening his book. Pam got up and sat in the seat next to him, sliding close to look in his book. She leaned forward to let him look down her shirt and touched his shoulder with her shoulder. They were talking about some subject, but she was trying so hard to get him to look at her tits that she hardly heard a word of what they were discussing.

They paused and looked into each other’s eyes. Without saying anything, Pam leaned forward and kissed him. He seemed to respond, but she broke away. He was still looking deep into her eyes, so she leaned forward and kissed him again. His mouth parted and she felt his tongue searching for hers. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out and they touched.

She felt his warm hand on her leg, sliding up under her skirt. She spread her legs wider as his hand neared her pussy. His fingers touched her slit and she moaned. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deep.

“Let’s go to my room and make out,” he whispered.

“Yes,” Pam moaned.

They got up and Neil, moving awkwardly, led her to his room at the end of the hall.

“This is a nice bedroom,” she said.

“Thanks.”

He sat her on the edge of his bed and sat beside her. For a moment, it seemed that neither of them knew what to do, until she put her arms around him again and kissed him. She was happy to see him grow bolder and touch her. His hand went down her back, came around her Beylikdüzü escort bayan side under her arm, and squeezed her breast. She pushed him back on the bed and forced her knee between his legs. His other hand went down her back under her skirt and squeezed her ass. She moaned and rubbed her crotch against his thigh. She could feel the hard lump in his pants with her leg.

“I wanna fuck you,” Pam whispered.

She climbed off the bed and stood in front of him.

“You do?” he said, looking bewildered.

“Yeah.”

Pam pulled up her short skirt and he discovered that her sleek black stockings ended at the tops of her thighs, just under her skirt. Above that she wore nothing at all.

“You are a natural blonde,” he said.

“Of course I am. What did you think?”

“Some of us had a bet that you were a natural blonde.”

“Is that why you brought me here? To settle a bet?”

“No, don’t be silly. I brought you here to do our homework. Besides, how would I prove to anyone that I knew you were naturally blonde?”

“So what was the bet?”

“There really was no bet, but I would have bet anything, because I was sure you didn’t dye your hair.”

He reached between her legs. Pam rose on her tiptoes. He touched her blonde pussy, feeling for the opening.

“Who were the other guys?” Pam said.

His middle finger slipped into her and she moaned. Her eyes closed and her head tilted back.

“Mike Kennedy and Tony Encino.”

“I don’t know them,” Pam said.

She climbed on the bed on her hands and knees over his prone body.

“You don’t?” Neil said, and his voice choked.

The tip of his erect penis touched her bare belly and the light hair on her pussy. He watched, leaning back on his elbows.

“No.”

Pam stuck a finger in her hole and lowered herself onto his long, thick shaft. He stared, his mouth open, as it disappeared, swallowed up by her moist pussy. With her smooth, silky warmth surrounding him and warming his insides to his toes, he sighed. Feeling as if she had a furnace burning inside her, she groaned as his dick found its way deep into her body like a thick, pink serpent.

She finally rested her weight on his lap, and his whole cock was buried inside her, stretching her cunt open. For him, it was too good to believe. Moments after her hips began to rise and fall, he gushed somewhere deep into her womb a supply of sperm that felt nothing less than Escort beylidüzü a whole gallon. She felt the flood of warm liquid squirting from his cock, coating her womb.

“That was quick,” she said

“It was, wasn’t it?”

“Do you always cum that quick?”

“No. Not always.”

“Have you ever done it before?”

He shook his head sheepishly. “No.”

“Really? Wow. You’re my first virgin.”

She grabbed his hips and rolled him over on top of her and she found herself wrapped in his arms, with a very comfortable stiffness between her legs. She smiled.

“You have a lovely smile,” he said.

“And you have beautiful eyes.”

They laughed and ended with their mouths together, then with their tongues in each other’s mouths. His hips started a slow pumping and she responded, pressing her hips into his with each stroke. His hands found her boobs and began to knead them like bread. She opened her shirt. Like her skirt, she wore nothing underneath, and he put his hands over her stiff, pink nipples. As he did, she noticed that his penis seemed to grow a little longer and a little stiffer.

She bit her lower lip, moaning, and reached between her legs and touched his slick cock moving in and out of her body. His left hand slid down her side to her hip and he squeezed her ass. He went “Oooh,” when she pushed her middle finger up her cunt alongside his shaft.

She chuckled at his reaction and touched her lips with her tongue. His hands felt good, especially the way he firmly pumped her tit. Her raised nipple, the one his hand didn’t cover, stood straight out. She placed both hands on his chest and rubbed his nipples in return. Her one finger, covered with juice from her pussy, smeared through his thick, dark chest hair. The exotic odor was strong enough to reach her own nose, so she knew he could smell it.

Pam placed her finger on his lips right under his nose, where he was sure to smell it. As if he knew what she was thinking, he licked her finger and tasted the juices from her cunt. As soon as he did that she wanted him to cum in her cunt and lick her so she could kiss him and find out how the mixture of their fluids tasted.

Her first series of orgasms built like a heavy surf. The waves of aching sensations rolled through her body again and again, making her shudder and grunt and arch her back.

* * * *

Pam walked to Melanie’s with a happy ache between her legs. Melanie’s mother let her in and Pam went right to Melanie’s room.

“So? Did you do it?” Melanie said.

“Yeah. We did it twice,” Pam said.

Her face was glowing and she had a huge smile.

“That’s so excellent. Did you get any homework done?”

“No, we didn’t do any homework.”

“Good, then you can help me with mine.”

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This is first time I am writing a story on this site, my name is Priyanka and I stay in an upper class colony in Delhi. We are five members in family, I aged 24 now, my elder sister aged 28 and married to a nice and handsome man – Ruchi and my younger brother – Ravi aged 21.

This is the story when I had started my high school and was in 11th standard, I was 18 at that time. I stand at 5’9″ height and have an athletic body. My figure was 36-24-34, and I have still maintained the same. I have very sensitive nipples. Our school uniform was a skirt and top.

I was a virgin at that time and was dying to lose my virginity. As per School rules, the skirts were supposed to be of knee length but to attract the best guys, I decided to wear the skirt above 2 inches on first day of school. I also ensured that my legs were waxed properly, shaved my pussy too. I was totally new to the school and had no friends as we had recently shifted to this area.

I took the aisle sit to show my legs on the last row. Our first class started and there came our class teacher, a man named Bharat in his thirties and not a handsome guy I had imagined. After briefing himself, he asked all of us to introduce ourselves on stage. This intro session lasted for around 15 minutes before turn of one girl named Bharti. Bharti was wearing a skirt that was around 1 inch short, before she can start the intro the teacher scolded her and informed that he will not tolerate skirt any single inch above knees.

I was very scared of being humiliated in-front of the class and was not in situation to adjust the skirt too. Then came my turn, I went to the stage. Teacher immediately raised his voice and scolded me for wearing a skirt lower than Bharti and told me that no proper lady in the town will wear this low skirt. He also asked me to meet him after the school hours. I sat back on my seat and was worried about being called a slut indirectly on the first day, though I was feeling myself wet as every boy in the class was staring at my legs when I was on stage and seen a few adjusting their position too.

Then the day came to an end, everybody left one by one. I stayed back on my sit and after a decent session of “how to dress” left the class room. When I came out, one guy approached me and started talking. His name was Ramesh and said me that this teacher is very arrogant Bahçelievler escort and asked me to ignore him for the day. I thanked him and discussed a few basic things like, where do I stay, my subjects and etc. He seemed a nice guy, and was handsome too. He asked me for the phone number which I gave as I quite liked him and though my days of losing virginity are closer.

He called me during evening and asked me whether I wanted to go out to some coffee shop with him. We fixed for 6PM for a known public spot. I wanted to look seductive as didn’t want to wait for anymore to lose my virginity. I put up a very tight hugging halter top and jeans short. Put up some light makeup and reached at the 5:55pm. I was getting good attention from the crowd of most males and a few females. Ramesh arrived at time and was very nice. We had some light breakfast and some little chitchat. Then he started the usual do you have any boy friend talk, which I denied and asked the same question whether he had any girl friend? He also denied and asked me if I want to go for a drive. We get into his car; it was a nice Audi car with dark windows. He started appreciating my looks, told me that my legs were looking great and I was looking stunning. I smiled seductively and we started the drive. Around 15 minutes later, we were out of traffic and were proceeding towards highway. I was getting wetter and since he was driving, I thought I will have to take this further. I started flirting with him with small touches on hand. He asked me why did I put in so short skirt first in school and then with him? I told I have nice legs and why should not show too.

Ramesh – you surely have nice legs, I can keep looking at them forever.

Me – Only legs? (giggling)

Ramesh – Priyanka, believe me you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met and had a coffee with, I am quite enjoying time with you and put his left hand on my legs.

Me – Thanks, you also look good not as good as me but passable.

He started laughing loud and started moving his hand over my legs. I too took step and put my hand over his legs and repeated the gesture.

Me – where are we going?

Ramesh – nothing, just driving, we will be back after some time.

He started moving hand on my neck and playing with my hair with one hand. I was seeing Bahçelievler escort bayan a bulge in his pants. I was wondering whether he’s sized nice. Then he just kissed lightly on my cheek and I moved myself closer to him giving him green signal. He moved his hand over by boobs and started playing through the top. I too moved my hand towards his bulge and start caressing.

Situation was moving quickly, he asked me whether I am virgin, to which I said yes. He was also virgin which added the light to the moment. He pushed his hand under my skirt and started fondling my boobs over bra. I was getting very wet down and his bulge was growing.

Ramesh – Are you ok if we go to my farm house? It’s a nice property and I am sure you will enjoy.

Me – ok, how far is that?

Ramesh – Its just 5 Km drive

We reached his farm house, it was nice and big. We get into the house and there was one huge bed. We entered the room and he pushed the door and closed it. I jump on to him and we started kissing passionately. He tasted good, I inserted my tongue into his mouth, oh my god, and my pussy was on fire. He took me to the bed without breaking the kiss and started kissing on cheeks, neck and started unbuttoning my top. I didn’t stop and started removing his shirt. My bra was next off my body. He started kissing my nipples, they were erect now. He kept switching left right. I was enjoying every second of this. He was very gentle. He stopped and removed my short and panties. I was laying nude with a person I just met this morning. He took a look at my body and said:

Ramesh – wow, Priyanka you are gorgeous and every part of your body is in perfect shape.

He went to my mid-riff and kissing me, also removed his clothes and he was too now nude. Oh my god, his cock was huge, must have been 7-8 inch. I was now getting worried, though didn’t show on my face and started playing with his cock. In India, we don’t consider blowjob very normal and I also didn’t want to look like a slut so ignored the blowjob and started rubbing his cock. I kissed him on his nipple and near to his cock.

Ramesh – I am sorry Priyanka but I have not got any condoms, are you ok?

Me – you are asking me now? Are you mad, forget condom just be little slow.

I lied on the bed and opened my legs wide; he came Escort bahçelievler up me and showed his cock up my pussy. He first tried to push the head, oh my god it was very big and pain started rolling up towards eye from down. I was in tears but he kept pushing his dick slowly and gradually. It was painful but pain was reducing and I was feeling good once his dick was inside. He started fucking me slowly and slowly.

He pulled my nipples with his hand and kept rolling and increasing the speed. I was in heaven now. He was fucking like a motor, in and out. We were panting very hard and the whole room was full of our moans. After rigorously fucking me for around 20 minutes, Ramesh told me that’s he’s about to cum. I told him keep the pace and I am also about to cum. After about 5 minutes, I came first and in some seconds he dropped his seed inside me.

I had already decided to start the pills so didn’t say anything and enjoyed the moment. We laid there for 5 minutes more and he started playing with my body. I loved every moment of it.

He was up in 15 minutes again for having me 2nd time, this time he lasted more than 45 minutes. I took woman on top position and fucked him for some time too. I had come 2-3 times during this time and then finally he again shot load. Whole bad was in mess, cum was leaking from my pussy.

Ramesh – Priyanka, this is the best thing happened with me after my school. You are amazing.

Me – Oh Ramesh, I had least from my friends that guys don’t last for more than 5 minutes and we never came, but you were rocking.

We laughed and got cleaned and reached to town again. He dropped me near to my home and gave me a wink and said tomorrow at the same time same venue. I was giggling thinking to getting fucked again tomorrow.

I reached home and went directly to my computer. I browsed through internet to check various techniques to please the lover. I wanted to surprise him with my skills, I also came across anal. This just took me by surprise and started browsing more on the topic. I spent good 2 hours, watching girls taking cocks in ass, crying, eyes in pain, enjoying and all. I decided to explore my ass, so took a pen and tried inserting in my ass, oh my god it was so tight. I could hardly insert the pen, but after 15 minutes the whole pen was inside. I thought of being nasty and kept the pen inside and went to bed. His cock in my ass was the image constantly in my mind; I fingered myself to another orgasm and slept.

I had decided to show more of my legs to Ramesh at school so ignored teacher’s warning. Folded my skirt one inch more and oh my god, I was looking like a slut going to fuck.

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Readers,

This is a completely fictional story told in the first person. Lots of firsts for the main characters.

*****

Summer 1979. I’m ready to begin my sophomore year at the university here in Central California. I was a psychology major and I had navigated my way around my freshman year in a new city and my own small apartment just a few blocks away from the campus.

My parents were both high school teachers. Dad taught US History and Civics and Mom taught various math classes, including algebra and geometry.

Although they made a decent living, they weren’t able to completely assist in my education. Fortunately for them, my older brother, Doug, had received a full ride scholarship to play football on the east coast. That freed up some money to help me more than they had originally planned.

They were able to cover half of my tuition and a student loan took care of the rest of tuition and books. They paid half of my rent, which was 500 dollars total, and I worked part time in the university cafeteria to pay the other 250 dollars.

My dad had contacts at the university since that was his alma mater. His contacts had helped secure a position in the cafeteria. The hours were convenient; 5:00 am to 7:30am every Monday through Friday mornings during the school year. There was always prep work to do early in the mornings and students began to show up around 7:00 to eat breakfast or just get a cup of coffee before their classes began.

The money wasn’t great, it was only 12.5 hours per week, but it did help pay my rent and put a few groceries in the fridge and cabinet. It also put a tank of gas in my 1973 Datsun pickup. My parents also took care of the insurance and registration for me.

I had made a friend at school, Randall and when school wasn’t in session I was able to get a few hours of work delivering pizza (his dad owned a pizzeria and had taken a liking to me). Again, the money wasn’t great but it did keep my minimal expenses covered.

I had the reputation of being a hard worker and a serious student. Sometimes as a kid that would make me the object of teasing by those less industrious, but as an adult it had benefitted me quite well.

I was also fairly inexperienced in matters of a carnal nature. I had a couple of girlfriends in high school and had one that lasted only briefly in college.

It’s not that I was completely green, it’s just that I had never gone all the way. Both of my girlfriends in high school were willing to play around in the car or on the couch, but would always cut it short before our clothes came off. They were okay with their breasts and asses being fondled, but no further. By that time, I would have a raging erection that would be dying for relief.

The second girlfriend, Allie, had gone out with me prior to me leaving for college. We had something in common in that we were both serious students and we had both turned 18 within the past two weeks.

Allie wasn’t a real beauty. In reality, she was really a plain Jane, but she was very nice to me and she had a great pair of large breasts that I had enjoyed feeling up in the past. She had long dark hair that went half way to her hips. I was hoping that now that we were legally considered adults, she’d let me go further.

We went to the movies and sat up top. I ran my right arm around her neck and inched my hand near her right breast. She seemed to enjoy the attention; especially since no one else could see us.

I took her home and she invited me inside. Her parents were gone for the night. I really was beginning to believe that this would be the night that I’d get laid.

While on the couch we began French kissing and I was fondling her breasts again. My cock was unbelievably hard. I took a chance and began to move my hand inside of her blouse so that I could hopefully remove her bra.

She stopped me. Shit, here we go again. Tease, then disappoint.

Instead, she voluntarily removed her blouse and bra.

“Here, I know you’ve wanted to see these. Have fun with them but I can’t go any further Kevin. I’m still a virgin and I plan on staying that way until I meet the right guy. You’re a good guy…and don’t take this as an insult…but I don’t see you as the kind of guy I’d want to get too serious with.”

“However, I’m sitting here letting you see my naked tits. You’re the first guy to ever… I’ve ever let another guy get this far.”

I was disappointed yet happy to get my hands on large naked breasts for the first time in my young life. I would often reach down to reposition the erection that was uncomfortable inside of my shorts.

“Take off your pants, Kevin. I’m showing you my tits so you shouldn’t be too ashamed to pull your manhood and let me see it.”

I didn’t mind showing my hard cock, but I was hoping it would be to place it inside of her womanhood. Now, it was just on display. However, she was right. She was sitting there completely topless and unashamed.

She admitted that Bahçelievler escort my cock was the first erect one she’d ever seen. She gently placed her fingers on it. She treated it like it was fragile; as if she would break it if she held it too tight.

By this time, I was about ready to come. I reached over and stuck my hand down the front of her pants.

“No penetration, Kevin. Just remember that.”

She meant it. She made me swear that I wouldn’t put my cock anywhere near her vaginal opening. I reluctantly agreed because I wanted to see her in all of her naked glory.

Her short pants and underwear came down and I was in awe of the sight in front of me. She had a very thick and dark mane of hair between her legs. I was in such awe that all I could do was keep running my hand through all of that fur.

Allie kept stroking my cock until I could take it anymore. I wanted so badly to put my hardness inside of her but I didn’t dare try. Instead, I shot several thick streams of my semen that covered her tits and belly.

She hadn’t seen anything like that before. Of course I had never released my load in front of anyone before either. My cock had reduced to its normal size quickly and suddenly I became self-conscious.

I was proud of my length and girth when it was rock hard. Now it was just normal and I instinctively began to cover it with my hand. The fact is, I’m not overly blessed but years later I’ve learned that I wasn’t so bad that I should have been embarrassed. Six inches when hard but with a thickness that was slightly above average.

Allie laughed at my embarrassment. I realized the folly and ceased any attempt to cover it. We also had the mess that still existed on Allie’s chest to deal with.

Allie excused herself so that she could get a quick shower and clean up. While she was in the shower, I decided to join her. There was no effort to stop me. She reminded me of my promise of no sex. I looked down and realized that I was already getting another erection.

I gleefully washed her body from head to toe. She returned the favor and spent an extra amount of time washing my cock with soap and water. Within minutes, she had me coming on her again so I repeated my washing of her to remove the residue of my excitement.

So, prior to going to college, this was the extent of my sexual experience. It was a fun night and I’ll be forever grateful to Allie for allowing me to go that far, but I was still frustrated that I hadn’t truly lost my virginity.

I only saw Allie a few more times in the next year. She had gone to a local junior college while I moved an hour away to the university. We never even made out again. That was a one-time happening. While in college, she met the man that she’d eventually marry. A few years later they moved to Houston when he got a job transfer. I still wonder to this day if he knows about that one night we had. She could honestly tell him that she was still a virgin and that she had saved herself for him.

Although technically she would be correct, we had done everything short of insertion. I can still see that awesome naked body in my mind 36 years later.

In July of 1979, I got a call from my dad.

“Son, this is Dad. Hey, you’re going to have a roommate.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah, your cousin Beth is going to be moving in with you.”

“What?” It’s not that I didn’t like Beth but the idea of a roommate didn’t appeal to me at all.

“Dad, this is only a one bedroom apartment. One of us isn’t going to have a room.”

“No problem, son. Your Uncle Bill is helping her move in the beginning of August. He is going to replace your sofa with one that pulls out into a bed. Maybe you can just make a spot in your room for a small dresser for her.”

“Also, Uncle Bill is picking up your part of the rent. I didn’t think you’d mind an extra 250 bucks in your pocket each month.”

There was no way to argue that point. I could almost picture my wallet smiling.

There was another problem that I couldn’t share with my dad.

I always had a crush on Beth. The fact that she was my cousin was all that stopped me from ever going any further.

Beth and I were one day apart in age. My birthday was July 1 and hers was July 2 of the same year. She wanted to go to a four year college but her grades weren’t good enough to get into my college.

After a year of junior college, she reapplied and was accepted. She was intelligent but she realized that she’d have to study a little harder to make it at the next level. She wasn’t lazy at all, she had grown up working on the ranch, but she didn’t put that same effort into school…until junior college.

Beth was a tall, slender blonde. About 5 feet 10 inches tall and slender. She was somewhat tomboyish in the way she dressed but it was impossible to ignore her natural beauty. Although I’d never seen her dressed in any provocative way, it appeared that she wasn’t too abundant up top. Bahçelievler escort bayan Still, her beautiful and slightly freckled face and her overall build were very easy on my eyes.

My uncle Bill and Aunt Evelyn were ranchers. They raised dozens of cattle and hundreds of chickens and other fowl. They also had fruit trees and a large garden that grew everything from tomatoes and okra to green beans and peas.

They lived a half hour away but it seemed like they were from a different world. Their spacious ranch was 3 miles away from the nearest town and a half hour from us, where they’d do most of their shopping.

I enjoyed the ranch, not only because of Beth being there but because I enjoyed the atmosphere there. It was a lot of work for them to keep the ranch going but they loved it. It was their entire living. I enjoyed eating Aunt Evelyn’s food. Most of it was home-grown. At home, we always had plenty of apricot and peach preserves that she would make from the fruits of her trees.

Still, I was bothered with the idea of having Beth as a roomie. I had become comfortable living alone. I often walked around the apartment either naked or in my underwear. That would have to stop.

Also, I’m sure I’d see a lot of her and those lustful feelings would create a level of discomfort for me. There was no way I’d put the moves on my cousin.

That first Saturday in August, I saw Uncle Bill’s pickup pull up with all of Beth’s belongings in the back. He and Aunt Evelyn were there to make sure their little girl was going to be okay with her new arrangments. It was a typical hot August day in Central California and Beth was dressed appropriately.

She had on a sleeveless plaid blouse and modestly short blue short pants. Immediately, I pictured her without those clothes. I had to discipline myself to not think about it and welcome her graciously, not like a lecherous pervert.

I helped Uncle Bill haul out my old sofa and bring in the new one. There were a few boxes of Beth’s personal belongings as well as her clothes and shoes.

Uncle Bill took us to lunch prior to leaving to go home. The goodbye was emotional for the three of them. Although she’d only be an hour away, it seemed like much further for the loving parents. Beth’s older brother, Junior, had gone to junior college for two years then entered the work force as an insurance adjuster.

Another concession to Uncle Bill was that we’d share my pickup. Uncle Bill would also cover the insurance, registration, and any maintenance needed. Dad had used his contacts at the university to get Beth a job working in the cafeteria with me.

It seemed like the perfect set-up except that I’d be seeing Beth more and more and those feelings of lust would reemerge. After that evening with Allie, I was more anxious than ever to go all the way. That wasn’t going to happen with Beth and it wasn’t going to happen with anyone else in my apartment with Beth there.

What made it even harder on me (pun intended) was while I was helping Beth unpack her goods, I saw her bending over to pick up something and the sides of her sleeveless blouse would provide a gap large enough to peek inside of her blouse.

She wasn’t wearing a bra and her small breasts were in full view at the right angle. I had made an effort to not pay attention to her but this was too good to ignore.

Seeing those small yet beautiful breasts on Beth had created that same feeling of discomfort inside of my underwear. Usually, I’d just lay on my bed and take care of the erection until my sac was empty. That wasn’t going to happen now either, not with Beth there.

I excused myself and went into the bathroom. I took care of that business there. I figured that I’d have to get used to it with Beth now in the place.

After that, things went very well. I never got another peek at her tits. At least not for a few weeks. She dressed more conservatively for school. We didn’t have any classes together. Her desire was to be a physical therapist.

The first semester together, I had a 7:45 class but her first class wasn’t until 9:50. We both worked in the cafeteria until 7:30 and then I’d grab a cup of coffee and go to class. She walked back home and rested or did homework until 9:30, which is when she’d begin walking to class. It was less than a 10 minute walk to school.

We were very compatible roommates. There was hardly any friction. I felt bad that she had the sofa bed and offered to trade her, but she declined. She was just happy to be someplace where she felt safe and the bed was reasonably comfortable for her.

We both had classes every day of the week. Our schedules were staggered so we were both going in and out of the apartment at all times of the day. If I had two hours or more between classes, I’d walk home and either study or get a quick nap. Less than two hours and I’d go to the library and study. I even dozed off in the library a few times.

One Wednesday, I was supposed Escort bahçelievler to go to a 7:45 class but when I arrived, there was a note on the door stating that classes with this professor for the day had been cancelled due to illness and the lack of an appropriate substitute. There was a brief mention of a reading assignment and to return on Friday for the next scheduled class.

I didn’t have another class until 11:35 so I walked home.

I entered the apartment and headed to my room. I heard some shower water going and the bathroom door was wide open.

I couldn’t resist the temptation. I peeked inside and saw a blurry vision of Beth allowing the water from the nozzle run down her hair.

I couldn’t make out any specifics. The glass door to our shower/tub was lightly frosted so the best I could see was a nude form under the shower spray. Sadly, I couldn’t make out her tits or anything else.

I didn’t notice any other clothes in the bathroom so I guessed that she’d probably come out naked; assuming that she was alone.

I owed it to her to let her know that I was there. I spoke up loud enough so she could hear me over the shower water.

“Hey Beth. Kevin here. Class was cancelled.”

Total silence. I wondered if she heard me…or if she did hear me didn’t know what to say.

“Beth?”

“I heard you Kevin. Do me a favor and shut the bathroom door then.”

“No problem, Beth.”

I went to shut the bathroom door, hoping for at least another peek, although obstructed by the frosted glass.

She had turned her back to the shower door and all I saw was the blurry vision of her naked ass.

I sat down at my bedroom desk and began my reading assignment. Beth finally emerged from the bathroom completely covered up with a towel. She didn’t appear upset.

“Excuse me Kevin. I didn’t expect you here and I had planned on getting dressed in your room. I need you to move until I’m dressed.”

“No problem. I’ll just read at the kitchen table.”

“Thanks. This is kind of awkward but you’re being good about it.”

I took my textbook and began reading again. Beth finally came out 5 minutes later and went back to the bathroom to brush out her hair. I had learned that she was low maintenance when it came to preparing to leave the house. She wore no makeup at all and kept her blonde hair back in a ponytail.

The only jewelry she wore were simple earrings, a watch, and her senior class ring.

“Thanks again Kevin. That’s why I feel safe here.”

“Hey, I’m not the kind of guy that would hit on my cousin”

“I’m not exactly your cousin.”

“What do you mean? You’re my dad’s brother’s daughter. That makes you my cousin.”

“You don’t know, Kevin? Nobody in your family has never told you what happened?”

I was more than just a little confused.

“Your Uncle Bill and Aunt Evelyn aren’t my real parents.”

“Don’t get me wrong, they raised me, but I have no clue where my parents are.”

She went on to explain that her mother often had Aunt Evelyn babysit often. Her parents were never married and her dad bolted when he discovered that her mother was pregnant.

Not too long before she turned 3, her mother left her with Aunt Evelyn to babysit again. This time, she never returned. They notified authorities and found her two months later in Oregon.

She had no desire to come back for her daughter. My aunt and uncle became her legal guardians. She was never adopted but she looked to them as her parents.

“Kevin, I’m disappointed that your parents never told you this. It’s common knowledge in the family. As soon as I was old enough to understand that they weren’t my real parents, they explained to me what my mother had done. They explained that they still have no clue who my dad is.”

“My birth mother was a friend of your aunt when they were in high school. They stayed in touch even after your aunt was married and working on their ranch.”

I’m not sure how my face looked but Beth must have thought I was angry.

“Don’t be angry, Kevin. It doesn’t change anything.”

“Yes it does, Beth. Changes a lot!”

I said that before thinking about it. The obvious follow-up question would certainly come now. She didn’t disappoint.

“How is that Kevin? We get along well. You’ve made my moving away from home for the first time as easy as possible. I really appreciate what you’ve done.”

To tell her the truth would make more sense to her. However, the truth would be unbearably uncomfortable for me. How do I tell her that I’ve had a crush on her since we were young kids. She knew I liked her like a cousin but I never acted in any way to make her think I had other intentions. I was silent for several seconds.

I was also seething inwardly at somehow being left out of this important knowledge about Beth’s true parents.

“Kevin, we’ve gotten along very well since we were kids. Suddenly you’re acting different towards me. What did I do wrong?”

“Nothing at all. Believe me Beth. Nothing at all. It’s just other things going on in my stupid head.”

“Because no one bothered to tell you about my parentage?”

She was only partially right.

“Beth, that’s only a small part of it. Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

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I’m Andy and this story is about me having my first ever sex with a woman.

I live in India in a city called Chennai.

I live in a house of two floors. Ground floor & First floor, with my parents and my brother.

He left to a different city in search of a Job and my parents moved into with my Grandparents.

So I’ve been alone in my house since a few months.

And in the house parallel to ours lives a family of three, A couple with their son. The bride named Christy was my lust love. Her husband is a Business man, busy, running hard for and behind money and her 4 year old son.

She had been a good friend with my Mom and hence has come to my Home several time before my Parents moved out. I once heard her talking to my Mom saying she has never been sexually satisfied by her Husband bcus of his problem with premature ejaculation. And that it has been like 8 months since they last has sex.

Being black haired, curvy body and sexy I’ve always fantasized about her. Fantasized how great her Boobs would feel in my hands and how heavenly her Vagina would look and how lustfully wonderful would it be to have sex with her.

So one day, weeks after my parents and Bro moved out, as I always do was Masturbating in my Living room in the First floor and note the fact that anyone can watch me masturbating from Christy’s Balcony through my living room window. So I always wank off with my windows closed so that I don’t get caught wanking. But I do sometimes wish that Christy should catch me wanking off my 9 inch staff. So this one fine day with my Living room windows open I started masturbating watching Porn hoping that she’d catch me wanking off noticing my 9inch dick. But then I didn’t have the guts to pull it off so I shut the curtains of the window.

So with the curtains shut, I started wanking off to my favorite porn. With the wind the curtain started to fly and I could find Christy with a wet nightie (after washing clothes) drying her clothes in the Balcony. I thought of closing the window but the fact that I was gonna climax didn’t make me go. At a second prior to my ejaculation the wind blew hard, and the curtains went flying and it caught her eyes and she caught me wanking off one second and the next she finds me cumming a shit load of cum. And the fact that she caught me doing it, raised my lust giving it an extra thrust for my cumshot and I saw one shot flying through the window outside.

I after climaxing couldn’t stop but notice Christy with her mouth open after catching me wanking Bahçelievler escort off. I then ran and closed the windows out of blush. After that incident I had the guts to wank off with my windows open and Christy have caught me five to six times after that. Every time with a longing eyes she’d watch me through her Balcony and at the moment I notice her watching me she’d go away. So after the first two times I didn’t want her to notice that I know her watching me wanking off.

This carried on for a while. So one fine day while peeping through my first floor window, I found out Christy’s ground floor room’s window open. Through it I found her changing her clothes and as soon as she noticed me seeing her half nude she closed the window. It was the first time I saw her half nude but not the last. A few times after that did I find her changing clothes but the windows were not shut this time.

That made me wonder whether she likes me peeping at her half nude or is it that she didn’t notice me watching her. But anyhow I had some awesome chances to watch her heavenly beautiful tits with black teats and wank off to it and I can’t stop but notice that I cum more wanking while fantasizing her boobs.

Then came Christmas. It was my first Christmas without my Parents home and as usual Christy had made some homemade snacks and sweets which she’d share with the neighbourhood on account of Christmas. She came to my home with some savories for me in a steel plate. She wore a Blue Chudidhar.

I was turned on seeing her in that Chudidhar standing at my door step. I got the savories, kept it inside and gave her back the plate. While giving it back I felt her palm touching mine she got ecstatic and dropped the plate. She then bowed to pick up the plate when I got to see her cleavage.

I was turned on seeing her cleavage and my dick started poking out my shorts. She noticed my dick getting hard and as she bid goodbye, I insisted on a Hug. She agreed and we hugged. I held her tight so that she could feel my hard dick poking her. I then moved by waist a bit out of lust poking her body more. And the feel of her Breasts against my body was wordless to explain.

She then pushed me off softly and bid goodbye. And while starting to climb down the stairs, she slipped and out of reflex I grabbed her. I grabbed her in the waist and pulled her towards me to save her from tripping over and fall. But then when I grabbed and pulled her, my still-hard dick poked her ass well that I even started cumming inside Bahçelievler escort bayan my shorts. And in that ecstatic mood I couldn’t help but grab her Breasts as hard as I can and cum inside my shorts poking her ass. She mourned a bit as I squeezed her boobs and didn’t react much till I finished cumming.

Then she started climbing down the stairs while looking back at all the cum dripping off my shorts. And it was the first time I came this quick. May be bcus of not wanking off for the past week bcus I had to study for my Semester exam.

The next day as I was wanking off to waiting for her to watch me. This happened after her husband went to work and her parents took her son, their grandson with them till New Year. she opens her balcony door and notices me masturbating. She all of a sudden closes the door and goes. I was clueless thinking what made her do it. I mean she enjoyed it all these days and all of a sudden she bangs the door against it as if she was repelling it.

With that thought going inside me I continued jerking. All of a sudden I heard someone knocking at my door. I was hell scared cus my parents said they might show up today. Out of fear I closed my porn put on my shorts fast with my dick still poking and went to open the door.

And to my f***ing surprise… It was Christy. As soon as I opened the door she pushed me back and closed the door. I was star-struck already and to my further surprise she knelt down and pulled off my shorts and started licking my dick and the pre-cum on it. She started giving me a Blowjob.

Boy…!! Her mouth made me want to cum already. Her soft tongue and the way she pulled it off blowing me. Oh my God!! it was Heavenly. And after some time I started cumming and I came inside her mouth a load of my hot cum and she swallowed it as I shot it inside her mouth.

She then stood up and removed her top clothes while licking off all the cum sticking out her mouth. And for the first time I see a woman’s Breasts this close as I removed her bra. Then she removed my T-shirt and made me stand nude. I then held her breasts in my hand, licked her boobs and sucked on her teats. And she was enjoying it.

She then pulled off her bottom revealing her pink panties. Then she laid on my couch and raised her legs towards me as if she was asking me to pull off her panties myself. I then started pulling it off. And thus I got to see a woman’s pussy for the first time. It literally rushing my bloodflow and my heart started thudding faster. Escort bahçelievler And I got my dick hard as Rock again ready to fuck her. Feel her pussy well and cum inside it.

She then opened wide her legs spreading her vagina. And asked me to pleasure her. And it was a time to test my skills after years of tutorials watching porn. 😛

I started licking her vagina as she started mourning a bit. Then I fingered her/ double fingered her and then to my surprise I found her G-spot or so I believed it was. I started stimulating it and harder I did it the more she started twerking. And thus I realized that it was actually the G-spot that I was stimulating and the fact that she twerks turned me on more. I was waiting for her to climax so that I can move on to fucking her.

I know the fact that squirting is one form of climaxing for girls/women and that not all can squirt. But Christy was full of surprises as she climaxed screaming and squirting all her woman juice over me and my couch.

She was twerking like hell as she climaxed. And I thought she had enough already that she wouldn’t want me to use my dick for her. But she proved me wrong as she the very next minute asked me to Fuck her.

I was waiting for this very moment my whole life. I am about to feel a women’s inside the way any man would love to. With his Dick!

I took her to my Bedroom. She sucked my dick well one more time lubricating it before pushing it inside her vagina. She exclaimed that she had never seen a dick this big and that she is excited to see how it feels inside her.

As she was telling it, I slipped my 9inch Dick inside her pussy. It was not so tight yet not so loose. And the layers of her inner skin inside her vagina stimulated me and I started twerking. And I was inside her.

I started fucking her slowly, raising the tempo. I could see her breasts bouncing to and fro as I fucked her. I was enjoying every moment of it. I grabbed her tits, squeezed them and sucked upon them while fucking her. She was totally wanting me to fuck her. She loved it, I could feel it through her postures and reactions.

And then we tried Doggystyle and cowboy positions and in all positions, I could not stop staring at her breasts. I wished it were milking boobs so that I could have enjoyed it to the core sucking and drinking all the milk.

At during our Doggystyle I climaxed. I came inside her. I jizzed all my cum empty inside inseminating her /Creampied her and fell on my bed as she came licked all of my cum off my cock. I twerked while she licked it off my cock. She then started getting out the cum out of her and asked me to watch at what I’ve achieved. She then squirted all the cum out of her vagina into her hand and ate them.

We then took a bath together after which she left quoting “we should do this often!!”

*THE END*

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In my first summer after high school I was an 18 year old virgin, lacking confidence, job skills, or even a girlfriend. I was working at the big box store with two friends but we all worked different shifts. This, of course, meant that in my free time my friends were at work.

My uncle was about five years older than me and best of all he owned a house where I could hang out in the evenings. He had two room-mates; Chad and Paul.

They each had girlfriends who spent a lot of time there too. I looked up to all the guys thinking they were so worldly and that I could learn so much from them.

In turn, they decided to teach me about drinking beer, ping pong, and girls. In reality they made me feel more inadequate than anything else.

Chad was dark haired, tall, and always confident even when he didn’t know what the hell he was doing, while the brooding Paul merely followed Chad’s lead.

Chad was dating Stacey, an equally tall blonde with a super body that wouldn’t quit and long sun kissed hair. I didn’t know her as a person but I very much enjoyed seeing her sexy lingerie drying in the bathroom.

Additionally, Paul’s girl, Tracy, was pretty good looking too. She had a round ass that I never failed to look at when she walked away, bigger boobs, a nose ring, and different color hair every time I saw her.

One night early that summer I showed up after work in shorts and a t-shirt ready to stare at the girls and let Chad and Paul convince me that either Heineken or Miller is the better beer.

Chad and Paul sat on a short couch watching bloopers then playing video games while I fetched beers. I would get a green one for Paul and a brown one for Chad and one of each for myself because they had me drinking both so I could finally figure out which was better.

Unfortunately the girls were both at nursing school that night and my uncle was on-call so it was just us three.

After two beers for the guys and four for me, Chad suggested we watch the Arya video like they did with Stacey last week. I had no idea what the Arya video was nor what they meant when they joked that they should give me the “Arya treatment.” but I acted like I understood and went along like a lamb to the slaughter.

At this point they started surfing Pornhub stopping occasionally at one video or another until finally arriving at the famous “Arya video.”

They wouldn’t stop talking about how hot she was and how great she looked in her sexy outfit. I agreed she was hot but I must admit at that time in my life all naked girls were hot to me. Not that I had ever seen a naked girl in person.

Chad confessed without shame that he bought the same outfit for Stacey and she wore it last week when they gave her the Arya treatment they had mentioned earlier.

I couldn’t see very well from my spot on the rug and was invited to join them on the couch. It was a tight fit and the closeness of male bodies made me uncomfortable.

In time, I was feeling more relaxed despite noticing that they both were rubbing obvious hard ons through their pants. With re-emerging uncomfortableness I decided that if I complained of being cold (which I was) in just shorts and t-shirt I could make an excuse to go home.

Their solution was to move closer to me which caused our legs to touch. I could have dealt with that but when they took off their pants to stroke their dicks – both bigger than mine, the feeling of bare skin on mine got me really unsettled. Of course, their raging boners didn’t help either. Again, I renewed my complaint of being cold.

Paul asked if Stacy’s socks were around. Bakırköy escort Chad gave me a pair of heavy grey wool knit socks – one from on the lamp and the other from a drawer in the coffee table and told me to put them on to keep warm.

Those socks were unbelievably long and went all the way up to the top of my thighs. Chad said they were thigh-highs. Paul added that they were the same ones Arya was wearing in the video. I looked and could see this was true.

Arya was super sexy in them and my dick throbbed. Her matching sweater, garter, and smokey eyes helped a lot too.

I didn’t care about them being girly cause they were super warm and I wanted to stop shivering. Though I suppose I was shivering more from nerves than cold.

I also really liked that now our knees were no longer touching skin to skin.

The video got me wanting to jerk off too but I was embarrassed and afraid that my dick would be too small.

Chad noticed I was still shivering and told me to find the sweater which was behind the couch. Leaning over the back of the couch and stretching to reach the sweater the guys teased me and said I had a cute ass. Somehow it felt good to be validated even in this, notwithstanding their diminutive comments.

When I put on the sweater Chad said I looked almost as good as Stacey did when she wore it. This I doubted could be even remotely true. As if on cue, Paul suggested that something was missing.

They had me lift one leg up in the air then the other. Surprisingly, my legs looked pretty feminine in the socks. Shapely even. They debated what was missing and told me to stand up, turn around, and model for them.

I just went along with whatever they told me to do eager to gain whatever approval I could get. Chad had me put on the garter and Paul got me a blue wig from Tracey’s room.

I strutted back and forth once, not even caring that my six inch dick was exposed for all to see, while the guys whistled and cat-called. It seemed like nothing more than a game in good fun.

Paul had me sit down again. Pointing to the video, he smirked and casually mentioned that we should see what happens next.

After a couple more beers I was feeling no pain and didn’t even resist in my mind, when the guys told me to lay across their laps. They used their hands to position me how they wanted. My groin was right on top of chad’s so I could feel his hardness poking my balls.

This put my head in Paul’s lap. I turned my head away from his dick to watch Arya whose legs were pulled back to her chest as the guy ate her pussy. I had never seen this before and was fascinated.

Chad said I had a smooth ass and began to caress it. I loved the attention.

Paul caressed the wig and told me I was pretty. Would you believe it gave me a warm feeling to hear that? Chad grew even harder and pulled his cock up between my thighs so the tip was just visible.

At this moment Chad’s girl walked through the front door. She was instantly livid, yelling about the slut they found, but when she recognized the blue wig she figured out it was me.

I was mortified. I felt as if my face were on fire and I must have turned a sunburnt red as I tried to hide my eyes in Paul’s crotch. To my astonishment as soon as she realized I was not a girl she calmed down.

She looked me over and commented snidely that I looked “realistic,” except for my dick pulled back between my legs. I guess she didn’t know it was Chad’s cockhead peeking through.

She bent over and gave what she thought was my dick a little suck. I could feel the warmth Bakırköy escort bayan of her nose near my shy winker and while I had never before thought that I would, I wanted more attention back there.

With fingers that to me felt electric, she pushed his dick toward my hole, where it made a brief exhillerating contact, and said I was almost long enough to fuck myself.

Then as quickly as she had arrived she stormed off saying us “assholes” should enjoy ourselves since we didn’t have the self-control to wait until she got home.

He resumed rubbing my buns and soon enough was circling a finger around my ass-ring which felt damn good.

Not just the sensations but having someone, anyone, pay attention to me sexually. This was an exciting first for me.

Paul’s dick felt hot on my ear as well and moved occasionally which I attributed to my sexiness.

Arya was wearing the thigh highs and garter only having lost the sweater along the way. Her beautiful tits were perky with pointy nipples. The guy was licking her bum hole. I never imagined that people did that. But seeing it now I wanted to lick her asshole too.

Paul handed Chad a couple items from the end table on his side. I didn’t know what they were but later learned that they were a small and a large vibrator, shaped like penises.

In no time, the small one was lubed up and sliding into my tight bung hole. He pushed and pulled it in and out just long enough for me to discover that I liked it. When he pulled it out for what seemed too long I raised my posterior up to reveal clearly where it should go. It was only then that I sensed the switch.

The big one didn’t go in easily but with plenty of lube and a few attempts he managed. It stretched me but also caused me to groan in pleasure.

While I was distracted by what Chad was doing to my ass Paul turned my head so his balls pressed against my lips. He told me to lick so I did.

This was the most erotic experience of my life and it didn’t matter that it was with two guys. As I licked Paul’s balls he smiled at me and told me I was doing a good job which made me want to do better to please him.

Chad announced it was time for the treatment and they maneuvered me onto the floor. Now I was kneeling between Paul’s legs with my face still in his crotch. His cock was maybe seven inches, and fatter than mine. It was also uncircumcised which was something new to me. I liked seeing another guy’s cock.

Chad got behind me continuing to do my ass with the dildo.

Paul rubbed his cock all over my face then unceremoniously stuffed it in my mouth. The foreskin was rubbery but kinda neat. Soft it was about six inches long. It all went in easily enough and wormed its way to the back of my mouth but no further.

I could feel chad fiddling around back there and had just enough awareness to know that he was about to corn-hole me. I don’t know if I resigned myself to it or accepted it, but I certainly failed to object in any way.

Paul had his arms wrapped around my head and held me firmy with my lips pressed into his pubes. When it had first gone in I tasted some precum which was sweet and pretty good but now any precum was too far inside me to taste.

Meanwhile, the head of Chad’s cock was touching my puckered anus and already it felt better than the vibrator. It was softer, spongy, and warm at first, but soon enough I felt it lose the sponginess so that he could actually start to make some headway inside me.

It went in slow until the tip was past my sphincter then he had little trouble working escort Bakırköy it deeper.

At about the same time Paul’s dick started to harden and grow which had the effect of pushing my head up and back into his encircling arms. This stopped my head from retreating any more than an inch. This monster cock (in my naive mind anyway) filled me and expanded into the area behind my tonsils eventually going down at least an inch into my throat.

In the next thirty seconds they rapidly progressed from exploring and invading my fuckholes to full out ravaging me. I for one loved being the center of attention.

Chad pistoned in and out while Paul held my head and pumped up and down into my mouth. The feeling of two cocks in me, the slipperiness, the raw power, it was awesome.

I can’t explain why but at that moment I felt important and needed.

There was grunting and moaning and some of it was mine. It felt lusty and it felt good and I felt accepted and appreciated. I was turned-on and my cock never felt harder nor did the skin ever feel more tightly stretched taut.

The guys kept up a dialogue the whole time attempting to time their orgasms to finish at the same time. I heard them tell each other that they loved the Eiffel Tower which only served to confuse me.

They pushed and pulled sometimes in unison and sometimes not. At times both cocks were driven deeply into me and at times I was impaled by just one. I heard Paul yell out that Arya was at this exact moment getting used the exact same way so I was truly getting “the treatment.”

Insistently, Chad grabbed my hips and pulled while giving a final thrust. Meanwhile Paul laced his fingers behind my neck and lifting his hips up off the couch forced himself deeper into my mouth. My mouth was flooded with a warm gush that backed up from my throat where it had been deposited and simultaneously I could feel Chad’s big cock expand even more as several spurts of molten cum invaded my bowels.

They did it! They had timed their orgasms. Sadly, they had also ignored my needs for release too.

Paul pushed my head off and Chad got back on the couch wiping his shriveling dick with my t-shirt.

As I went to the bathroom to clean up I heard them talking about how fun it was to have another willing cum bucket.

When I was leaving the bathroom I saw Stacey in her room so I apologetically stopped by to give her sexy clothing back to her.

She casually asked me what I thought of the “Arya treatment” and I told her that while it was new and exciting to try, I didn’t really think it was my thing and that I hadn’t even gotten off.

She hissed that the real reason I hadn’t gotten off was because the guys were just assholes, then winked, and muttered she hadn’t gotten off either.

I must have stood there looking confused for too long because, taking charge, she grabbed my towel and pulled me closer to her. As she fondled my re-erection I admitted that it had not been me she had sucked before. She laughed and told me she knew all along and had just been playing with his emotions.

She and I enjoyed ourselves greatly while the assholes slept sitting up on the couch. I had four or five completely new and fantastic sexual firsts with her that night and lost my virginity, adding to the less spectacular firsts I had with Chad and Paul as I lost a couple other virginities.

I didn’t go back to that confounded house for a few more weeks until there was a party one night. I was surprised that the guys seemed to genuinely feel bad about how they had used me and included me in their antics on a more equal standing.

Stacey and I shared a secret look: though we never had a repeat.

My uncle heard about what happened so he took me aside and asked if I was alright. I was and am actually fine. It was all, every bit of it, educational, and I learned alot about myself…and sex.

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Our first meeting was at a coffee shop, which, as it turns out, was not far from your apartment – although I didn’t know that when we made plans.

When you suggested we meet for the first time there, I thought, “Totally fair. You can’t escape a bad dinner date as quickly as you can someone you’ve met for coffee.”

I wasn’t planning on being a bad anything that night.

I got there well before the appointed hour, because the butterflies – figurative, not literal – were fluttering in my stomach. We had talked on and off for five weeks now, but I still wanted to make a good first impression.

It may sound silly that a stranger on the Internet inspired me. But I had gone back to working out after the first night we talked. I was committed to shedding a couple of these “dad bod” pounds before our first time.

To borrow a lyric: I wanted to look good for you.

I thumbed my drink nervously as I awaited you walking through that door. I didn’t have to wait long.

From the moment you graced the entranceway, I was certain it was you.

Dark, smooth shoulder length hair.

A face so radiant it could power this small bistro we found ourselves in.

A neck so tender I ached when I thought of how good it would taste between my lips.

Breasts – oh, there was no doubt you knew their power to bring men to their knees. The outfit you wore flattered them well, although I imagined they’d look good in a potato sack if you were for some reason forced to wear one.

Those thighs. Oh and that ass. As you walked closer, you were smiling. I almost missed it because I was gawking at the view.

My face matched yours in intensity.

“Hello!”

“Hi.”

As we embraced, I felt a warmth on my face and a beautiful scent in my nose.

“Be cool,” I thought. I tried not to shake. I briefly allowed myself to think about where the evening may lead us, and I felt a rush of blood and a tingle in my fingers, neck and face.

We started conversing as old friends might, “catching up” on the lives we had, until present, lived in ignorance of each other. No life is completely sunshine and rainbows, but I leaned toward what was good and tried to avoid triggering thoughts of any of life’s various disappointments.

We laughed. You laughed – oh, how wonderful it made me feel inside to hear you laugh. It brought out that smile, the one in the first picture you ever sent me. I had a collection of pictures thanks to you. But there’s always a special attachment to the first one.

I felt a chemistry between us and I thought you were feeling it too. Our online conversations had carried over into real life and we were acting comfortable.

“Hey, should we get out of here?” you asked, seemingly innocently – although I swear I saw a hint of smile forming at the corner of your mouth.

“Sure! What did you have in mind?” I asked, hoping the answer was “back to my place for mind-blowing sex.”

“There’s a place nearby that I think you’ll like,” you said. You were trying to stifle that cheeky smile, but it was there.

“Lead the way,” I replied.

You grabbed my hand and we walked out together, out of the coffee shop and onto the sidewalk. My pulse was quickening and I loved the element of surprise.

We walked for a while, continuing to chat and holding hands. I was using my thumb to lightly stroke your hand. The sun had fallen and the streetlights were illuminating our walk. Even under the harshest, most unforgiving lamps, your beauty overwhelmed me.

At the point which was longer than an aimless amble, but less than “does she know where she’s going?” we slowed Bakırköy escort down in front of a house.

“Well, this is me,” you said.

“Oh, that was a nice walk,” I replied. “Can I come in so we can continue our chat?”

You agreed, although I think we both knew there wouldn’t be much talking for the rest of the night.

The house, it turned out, was a multi-family apartment building. You lived a solitary existence, but kept the place clean – perhaps prepared for houseguests at any moment.

Once inside, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror – everything still in its right place.

OK, calm down. You can do this. No expectations. Just have fun.

I noticed your medicine cabinet, and it struck me that there may be something in there that had your name on it. We had played this cat and mouse game for several weeks. You hadn’t volunteered your name and I hadn’t mine. We were familiar to each other, yet there remained an air of mystery.

I, of course, had given you several names. There were the sweet ones – “honey,” “babe,” “sweetie.” Then there were the ones that jumped into my head when I was jerking off to the pictures you sent me – “fucktoy,” “my little slut,” “that fine piece of ass.”

I decided not to look. It didn’t matter if your name was Elena or Marie or Brittani (with an ‘i’). You were still my beautiful stranger.

I exited the bathroom and saw you coming out of the kitchen with a glass of wine in both hands.

“I didn’t know what you liked…” you trailed off.

“This is great,” I replied, looking at something red and possibly sweet.

We sat on your couch as the sexual tension continued to fill the room. I took a sip of my wine, placed it on the table and reached my right hand behind your neck to pull you in for a kiss.

Thankfully, you acquiesced. (There’s always that moment where you doubt yourself. Did I misinterpret signals?)

You broke away only to put your wine down on the table as well. We picked up where we left off. Our kisses were slow and small at first. But as my hand made its way from your neck to your shoulders to the small of your back, the kissing seemed to intensify.

Your tongue was soft and wet in my mouth and I briefly allowed myself to think of how that would feel wrapped around my stiff cock. I ran my fingers slowly up under your shirt and unclasped your bra. I had seen pictures of your breasts, but my body shuddered at the thought of being able to finally touch them.

I slowly lifted your shirt over your head in between kisses on your neck and mouth. My hands were now all over your chest, feeling each magnificent inch and circling your hard nipples with the tips of my index finger.

“Mmm,” you said as your hands began to unbutton my shirt. Soon, enough buttons popped that my outfit could be brought over my head.

We were both topless and moving our hands everywhere. I wanted to inspect every inch of your body with my hands and mouth. I broke our kissing so that I could find the button of your jeans. A flick of two fingers and I had popped open the pathway to paradise.

You were still sitting upright when I moved to my knees on the floor. I grabbed the edge of your jeans – by your hips – with my hands and pulled aggressively. With a helpful shimmy on your part, your jeans were now down by your ankles.

I gently eased your feet out of each hole and took a moment to enjoy the view. Your underwear was a beautiful red. The cut was very flattering, outlined by your stunning thighs. I could see the hair on your pussy had made a little mound Bakırköy escort bayan in your cute panties and a little wetness had began to appear nearby.

I brought my mouth up your waistline and lay soft, but slightly wet kisses all along the area where your underwear met your body. I inhaled your smell, which was like a beautiful fragrance not yet considered by modern man.

I slowly pulled your underwear down past your thighs, over your knees and around your ankles. You gently stepped out of them, at which point I noticed your beautifully manicured feet. I ran my tongue down your ankle and kissed the top of your left foot as you released yourself from your underwear.

Still on my knees on the floor, I spread your legs wide and pulled you to the edge of the couch. I began to lick along your left thigh, slowly making my way up to your beautiful pussy. Once there, I teased the outer edge of your lips with my tongue and began to lick you in earnest. I was determined to have my face covered in your wetness, so I buried my mouth into your sopping snatch.

You started to ride my face, revolving your hips while pressing your pussy deeper into my mouth. I licked outside, inside and your clit, until I pulled back, raised my head and said, “I’ve got an idea.”

“OK. What?”

“I’m going to lay down on that couch and you are going to fuck my face.”

You smiled. You were plenty wet for sex, but both of us were enjoying foreplay for the moment. You stood on your couch with your legs apart, while I shimmied in between your ankles. As you slowly squatted onto my face, I got an amazing view of both your tight ass and your soaking wet pussy.

I continued to lick you, while you bent at the waist and lowered your mouth onto my stiff cock. Blood started rushing to my face and I briefly contemplated that, if I were to lose consciousness, this would be a wonderful position in which to die.

I continued to lick your pussy from front to back. I brought my head up even further and stiffened my tongue. I quickly darted my tongue and pressed it up against your tensed asshole.

You picked your head up from my wet knob and exhaled a bit. I took that as a sign you would let me lick your tight hole. I ran my tongue all along the inside of your beautiful round butt. I left the area sopping wet and then moved my head to the side so I could put my fingers into my mouth. I drove my fingers into your soaking pussy while I continued to lick your asshole.

The moaning intensified, as did my erection – which you were taking care of nicely.

Although I could have stayed here forever, I pulled my head back and said, “I want to fuck you so bad right now.”

You replied, “Oh yeah? How do you want me?”

I said, “Stay on all fours.”

I wiggled out from underneath you and kneeled behind you on the couch. Your holes were glistening from the saliva, sweat and cum. I licked my hands and rubbed my cock, which had been ready to go since I took the glass of wine from your hands.

I slowly moved myself inside of you. You were tight as hell – it had clearly been a while since another man had entered your promised land. My strokes were firm, but slow as your pussy began to accommodate my size.

When I could feel myself fully inside you, I began to thrust more vigorously. I playfully sideswiped your round ass with my extended palm.

You cried out, “Oh God, yes. Fuck me. Pleaaase fuck me.”

I continued to thrust deep inside of you. I knew it would limit how much time before I came, but your pussy just felt so good clenched around my stiff dick.

My hands escort Bakırköy were alternating between slapping your fine cheeks and grabbing handfuls of hot ass as I continued to plow you from behind. You were moaning and saying “oh yes oh yes,” so I continued to push as hard as possible. I bent over at one point and cupped your breasts, which were jiggling to our rhythm. That just turned me on more and I tried to push myself even deeper (although I was pretty sure I was just going to be hitting your cervix soon, which isn’t a great feeling).

When I came back up, I could feel a huge load building underneath my shaft. You were moaning, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh don’t stop.” If you were building to an orgasm, I was determined to ride that wave with you.

As our bodies smacked together, I felt the sensation in my groin intensify.

“Oh baby, I’m going to cum,” I managed to warble.

“I’m going to cum too. Don’t stop. Jesus, don’t stop.”

If I had been giving 100 percent effort to present, I was going to have to find the impossible 10 percent to finish us both off. I grabbed your hips and pulled your pussy onto my cock over and over again, determined to drop this load in deep inside of you as humanly possible.

It was then that I knew I was two or three good pumps before my hot seed would spray inside your tight twat. Thankfully, your comments had changed from “don’t stop” to “oh God yes here I go. God yes, I want it.”

“Here I cum, baby” as I continued my final thrusts. I lifted my head toward the ceiling and closed my eyes.

This was going to be intense.

All the anticipation. All the edging, the denying of ejaculation. The preparation for tonight came into full frame. I thrust my hips forward as you rocked your hips back and I felt my sticky ropes of cum release from my body.

It was like an earthquake. My toes curled. My thighs buckled and I temporarily forgot to breathe. Cum was now covering my cock, which was still buried inside of you.

I gave a few more pushes to make sure I had drained every last ounce of cum from my body before coming to a complete stop. You dropped to your elbows and slowly removed your pussy from my still-quite-hard dick.

“Oh my fucking God,” I said. “I can’t feel my face.”

“My heart is racing. Oh oh oh,” you replied.

I bent over and laid a soft kiss on your right buttock. You lay flat and then turned to the side so I could lay down beside you.

We sat there in silence for what felt like forever, but was likely only two or three minutes. I swore I could hear my heart trying to escape from my chest. I turned to look at you. Our eyes were now on the same level. Your face showed a mixture of contentment and exhaustion.

“That was so fucking good,” I whispered, and then shooting a smile.

“Yes. Just what I needed,” you replied.

“I am so glad we found each other that night,” I added.

“Oh no doubt. This was amazing.”

I continued to smile widely. I occasionally dropped a soft kiss on your lips as we laid in the afterglow of hot sex. I stroked your hair and you closed your eyes. I whispered a lot of wonderful things in your ears about how happy you had made me.

And you turned your back on me, so we could spoon. I kissed your neck, while enveloping you in my arms. My arms laid across your soft (but now glistening) chest, while your ass rubbed ever so slightly across my cock.

We lay in that position for a while. If I had my way, I probably would have never moved. As our bodies began to return to normal, it became chillier. Lacking blankets, we rose from the couch and raced to your room. We dove under the comforter and resumed our spooning. My cum began slowly leaking from your pussy onto to your thigh, while some remainder had rubbed off on the part of your ass that was pressed close to my cock.

Clean up was a chore for the morning. For now, we were blissfully content.

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This is not going to sound like a true story. But I promise you, PROMISE YOU, it is.

I don’t remember what day of the week it was… but I had talked to my best friend that morning on the phone. It was the end of my sophomore year of college, and she had been my best friend since we were 13 years old. We’d been through as many trials and tribulations as one could image over the last 6-and-a-half-years… and we were closer than sisters.

She was pregnant. She had come to me the previous Fall, one emotional night when she told me she was pregnant, she wasn’t sure what she wanted to do about it. She ended up deciding to marry the father, and have the baby. She was going to a college that was about four hours away, so we talked often, but saw each other rarely.

She said “I can’t believe I’m going to have a baby in two weeks, and you haven’t even had sex yet! I thought you’d be the first one to lose your virginity, and you’re the last!” We had been thick as thieves with 2 others girls in high school, and though we had all gone separate ways, we stayed in touch. And the one we dubbed The Nun, because she was so prudish, had been the first to give it up – go figure.

To be clear, our definition of “virgin” meant that we hadn’t let a guy stick his dick inside our twat. Oral Sex? Still a virgin. Hand jobs? Still a virgin. Dry humping until you orgasm? Still a virgin. Using the jets in a hot tub to cum? Creative, but still a virgin.

Anyway…

I went out that night with a couple of girls to a bar in town. (Yes, I was under-age, but one of my friends knew the bouncer at the bar, and he let me in anyway.) We met two guys there – Al and Lance. The bar wasn’t really popping that night, and we were bored. The guys invited us to a party at their friends’ house, and so we decided to go.

The party was pretty fun, and much more relaxed than the bar. We all hung out and had a few drinks, danced around, etc. After a little while, Lance asked Al and I if we wanted to get high… and we did. He only had a single joint, so he asked if we could go for a drive, since he really didn’t have enough for everyone at the party. I knew my friends wouldn’t want to smoke pot, and they were making a move to leave anyway. I told them I was sure Al would drop me off later.

I left the party with Al and Lance. We drove a little out of town, and parked on a dirt road, so we would be out of the way and hopefully go undetected. Al drove a deluxe van, the kind that the backseat cranks down and converts into a bed. So we cranked it down, took our shoes off and sat on it, crossed-legged, in a little triangle, and passed the joint around. It didn’t take long for us to finish it, or to start to feel the effects.

Lance was a mellow, quiet, easygoing guy. Al was a little more intense, and a little more handsome. Lance said something not even particularly funny, and I started giggling. He cupped my knee a little in his hand and said “Yeah, that was some good weed…” and then he just left his hand on my knee. I didn’t mind.

But then Al leaned over and said “I want to kiss you.”

And then he did.

While Lance had his hand on my knee.

I was pretty relaxed after the pot and the drinks, and it didn’t seem odd at all. So, as I kissed Al, Lance began to stroke my thigh. It felt really good. While I kissed Al, I put my hand on the back of Lance’s neck, and began stroking it. Being young guys, they were out of their shirts before the next breath. So I stroked Lance’s chest and kissed him, while Al removed my shirt. And as I stroked Al’s chest and kissed him, Lance slid me out of my pants.

They didn’t seem at all interested in each other, so all of their attentions were focused on me. And none of us were in any hurry… we slowly and lazily explored each others’ bodies, and continued to undress.

As soon as my bra was off, Lance was on my breasts, kissing and licking them, while I stroked Al thought his briefs. Then, as he kissed me, I removed Lance’s pants, and stoked his hard cock. Al moved from my mouth to my breasts, while Lance slipped off my panties, and began kissing and stroking my legs, slowly working up from my ankles towards my upper thighs. Al concentrated on my breasts and mouth.

Then Lance reached the top of my inner thighs, and slowly began Bakırköy escort to lick my lower lips. At the same time, Al devoured my mouth with his – I had both their tongues in me at the same time and it was divine. It was all I could do to stroke each guys’ face as he kissed and licked his nearest slit.

I felt like a love goddess, being worshipped… and it felt completely natural. My whole body tingled with arousal. Their hands roamed slowly over me – up and down my legs, up and down my arms, in my hair, rubbing my breasts, stroking my stomach. While Al kissed my mouth and worked my nipples with his hands, Lance used his tongue and fingers on my lower half. They had me blissed out in no time at all. It was incredible. Lance’s tongue thrust inside me. My back arched as Al grazed my nipples with his teeth, and Lance’s fingers worked me into a quaking, shuddering breathless puddle.

“Ooh, Ooohhh, Ooohhh” I moaned into Al’s mouth, as he kissed me through my orgasm.

I came with Lance’s mouth on my pussy and Al’s tongue in my mouth.

Undoubtedly relaxed by the pot, neither was in a hurry to stop, even though I was quite satiated. I had to sit up and physically remove myself from each of them to get them to stop… looking back, I probably should have just let them continue their actions for as long as possible. But, feeling so loved-on and euphoric, I wanted them to feel as good as I did, and I knew it was their turn.

Having never been in the situation before, I didn’t really understand the protocol… but since Al’s cock was near my face and Lance was within arms-reach, I went with it. Neither guy seemed to mind. Looking from one to another (as best I could) they both had their eyes closed, and appeared pretty happy about the situation. I was sucking Al off, as I was giving Lance a hand job.

It had been a pretty erotic encounter up until now, so it didn’t take very long for either of them to climax. As I had Al’s cock inside my mouth, Lance’s hips began to jerk. I let him cum on my chest. And I think the sight of that was all Al needed, as his hips began to jerk, I sat back and let him cum on my chest, too. Afterwards, we lay in a heap of naked limbs, and bodily fluids. If it were to happen today, I would be looking for napkins or paper towels, and worried about cleaning us all up. As it was, I didn’t care much about anything at the time.

Eventually, one of us was thirsty, or had to pee… either way, we disentangled ourselves, wiped ourselves off a bit with Al’s tshirt, slowly got at-least-partially-dressed, and decided to drive back to civilization.

Lance was first… Al dropped him at his car, and he quietly said to me, “See you later,” and exited the van. I was pretty sure I would never see him again, and it turned out I was right.

As Al and I drove back to where my car was parked, we stopped at a red light. He looked over at me and said “I just want to kiss you some more…”

Although I was pretty sure he meant more than kiss, I wasn’t ready to end the night either. I said “Okay…” a smile quickly spread across his face, and instead of going straight, which would have taken us back to my car, he turned right.

We drove up over the hill, and pulled off onto another dirt road. He put the parking brake on, left he radio on, and we retreated to the cranked-down-to-a-bed-backseat… As I was currently lounging in just my panties and a tee-shirt, I wasn’t too far from naked. Al had been driving in his pants, but without shoes or a shirt, so as we lay on the bed in the back, kissing… it didn’t take very long before we were both completely naked again, kissing and rubbing against each other.

He was, in fact, laying on top of me. Kissing me. Trying to part my thighs with his knee.

I, being the experienced tease that I was, knew exactly how to handle this awkward situation.

“Oh, well, we can’t, You Know… because, well, I’m Still A Virgin.”

He stopped kissing me, and stopped gyrating on top me. He looked straight into my eyes and said, “Ok. That’s cool. But… How long are you going to be like that?”

First, to his eternal credit… he stopped. And even though I said I was a virgin, I had NOT acted in any way would make him think that, up until to this point. So, the fact he even Bakırköy escort bayan considered my words earned him huge points in my book.

Next, I thought… he has a point. How long AM I planning to be this way? I had been on birth control pills for over 3 years, because I kept thinking it was GOING to happen… And, honestly, it should have happened before now… I had given and received many many hand-jobs, as well as oral sex, and I was a hormonal time-bomb. And since I was still a little high, and still a little buzzed, and still euphoric in my post-orgasmic state from our back-seat-three-way-fun earlier, I thought to myself, “He’s right! Why not? This seems as good as time as any, and he’s been pretty skilled so far, so…”

All of that flashed through my head in the matter of a few seconds, while we continued to kiss. So I broke away from him and said “Al?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have any condoms?”

“Yes…”

“Then, I think I’m going to be a virgin for about 30 more seconds…”

He smiled and kissed me, then grappled for his pants, where apparently the condoms were waiting.

He grabbed one, sheathed his shaft, and resumed with kissing and rubbing against me.

I was nervous – I mean, everyone’s heard stories of how it hurts the first time, and I have always been super wimpy when it comes to physical discomfort. I really didn’t know what to expect. Sure, I had dry-humped guys before, so I was familiar with the weight of someone on top of me, as well as the pressure of a hard cock against my sex… and, as I said, I had enjoyed the feeling of a guys fingers against and inside me… but a whole cock inside me? How deep would it go? Would it stretch me out? Would it even fit? Oh my god, what if it didn’t fit?

He continued to kiss me, and play with my nipples, and slip his fingers inside me… I might have been a little scared, but I was mostly excited. I was eager to feel him inside me. I had read a lot of romance novels, and my expectations of feeling his “throbbing manhood slide into my wanting core” was something I’d been dying to experience. The anticipation was overwhelming. I literally couldn’t wait any more. He asked if I was ready, and I said yes, and then… oooohhh… ouch!

It was such a strange, filling sensation. I was definitely stretched more than I expected, as the head of his cock slowly pushed inside me. And as he slid his shaft in and out, going deeper and deeper each time, the rough sensation of his cock against my inner walls was overwhelming.

It kind-of felt good, but mostly, it didn’t. As he pushed inside me again and again, I kept moving my hips in rhythm with his, because THAT part felt good, and to encourage him to keep going. I was this far… I wanted to be able to say I had officially “DONE IT.” But as I clenched my teeth and groaned quietly through the burning sensation inside me, I occasionally let a soft “Ow…” escape my lips. As his speed increased, so did the uncomfortable friction. My vocal angst grew more and more audible, until finally…

Thrust.

“Oow.”

Thrust.

“Oow.”

Thrust.

“OOWWww…”

THRUST! THRUUUSSSSTTT!

“OOWWWwww…”

But then, it was over. And we disengaged, and he kissed me, and he ticked my torso a bit, as we got dressed. Again.

We got back to where my car was parked, and as I gathered my purse, he said “I need your number, so I can call you…”

I wrote it down, and thought the odds were 50/50 on if I saw or spoke to him again.

He called the next morning.

Huh? Okay, well, that was a good sign. He wanted to go out, which I knew meant probably have sex, and since I was still sore from the night before I said no, I had to study, but maybe the next night…?

He said “Okay, well, I’ll call you tomorrow.”

And I didn’t think he would.

But the next day, there he was, on the other line, asking if I had to study again or if I could break away for some fun… I said “All work and no play isn’t exactly my motto.”

He laughed and asked where I lived, so he could pick me up around eight o’clock, and go to a party. I told him I would meet him there – only because I didn’t know his friends, the party was at a house a bit far from campus, and I wanted to have escort Bakırköy my car, in case I felt like leaving. He understood, gave me the address, and said “I’ll see you tonight.”

This was going better than I thought it would – after having lost my virginity to a guy I had just met, I didn’t have high expectations about any kind of relationship. But he had called me – twice! – and genuinely seemed to want to see me again. (In retrospect, I realize I was a pretty easy lay, and he was probably just thinking that if he called me, I would show up and service him.)

I arrived at the address he’d given me and knocked on the door. A friendly guy answered.

I said “Hi, my friend Al invited me…?”

He said “Sure, come on in… Hey AAALLLL – there’s some hottie here for you!”

I giggled as Al bounded up the stairs, drinks in hand, with a huge smile on his face.

“Hey! Good to see you – I’m glad you made it.”

I took one of the drinks from him and laughed. ‘I said I was coming… “

He grabbed my hand and we walked to the kitchen, grabbed some snacks, and headed outside.

We sat down on the patio furniture. There was no one else around, and he asked, “Did you really have to study last night?”

I was embarrassed, but admitted anyway, “Not really. I was pretty sure you’d want to have sex again, and I was sore.”

“Sore?”

“Um, yeah… a lot of girls are sore after their first time.”

“That wasn’t REALLY your first time, was it? Like, your FIRST first time?”

“Um, yeah. It’s not like it was super comfortable…”

“It wasn’t? I thought you enjoyed it?”

I chuckled a little. “Oh yeah, I say “OOOWW” whenever something feels good.”

He turned 12 shades of tomato.

“Al, it’s okay. It was my first time. I knew it was going to hurt…”

“Yeah, okay…”

“I thought I kind of let you know that, with all the times I kept saying ‘Ow’, right?”

He mumbled something.

“What?” I asked.

“I, well, I thought you were really into it. You know, and calling my name…”

I probably could have played it slightly cooler, but I was so shocked at how completely stupid he sounded, I immediately started laughing. A Lot. I might have snorted a couple of times.

‘You… you…” I was breathless and could barely get words out between the laughing “You thought, when I was gritting my teeth and saying “Ow”, like “ouch”, you thought I was passionately whispering your name, ‘Al’… is that right?”

He very, very sheepishly admitted “Yeah… I did.”

Oh god. Good thing he was cute, because this boy was NOT smart.

I knew in that instant this would be the last night I saw him. I could blame my decision to let him de-flower me on any number of things…

The amount I had to drink that night.

The amount of weed I had smoked that night.

The fact I was a hormonal bundle of energy that needed to be released.

The teasing my best friend had given me that morning.

The sexy three-way sandwich we’d been involved in just a few minutes prior.

The fact I just wanted to start doing it…

But I could not justify any reason to continue to see this dipshit.

Seriously… he thought I was calling his name? From the first penetration? Maybe HE had read too many romance novels, or had an enormous ego, or was simply stupid, or some combination of factors, but, regardless, I knew this would never last.

After a few shots of liquid courage, he continued. “I mean, it’s not like you were acting very much like a virgin…”

I couldn’t argue that fact. Fooling around with two guys at the same time wasn’t something most women did, let alone women who considered themselves virgins. And, I had been a sexual creature for a few years – so even though I hadn’t experienced actual penile penetration before, I walked the walk and talked the talk like someone who was familiar with sexual pleasure and gratification – because I was. Just not THAT… so I really couldn’t blame him for not totally believing me.

“Okay, okay, I know… I was not your typical first-timer.” I conceded, laughing. He laughed, and then he leaned over and kissed me. He was a pretty decent kisser, and though I never intended to see him again, I was already there, at the party, kissing him… so yeah, we did it again. It still didn’t feel great, but it felt pretty good, and the burning sensation was gone, so I figured I would be ready to actually enjoy the next guy, whenever I met him. It turned out, the next guy wasn’t even a guy – but that’s another story…

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My name is Karen, and I’ll get right to the point, I love to suck cock. Big or small, doesn’t matter, although somewhere in between is what I like best. I just love the way a hard cock feels in my mouth, and I absolutely love the taste of cum. I have sucked my fair share of cock over the years, and have learned some techniques that could drive a man crazy. I can make a guy cum in a matter of minutes, or I can make it last as long as I want. There is also that feeling of control you have over a man when he’s cock is in your mouth, and I have had men literally begging me to make them cum.

But, a girl has to start somewhere, and the first time I sucked a cock I was just 18. He was a couple of years older than me and a friend of my brothers. One afternoon in the late spring he had come over to our house to hang out with my brother, but my brother wasn’t home. He had some errands to run and wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours. Although my brother wasn’t home his friend had decided to stick around and wait for him. I didn’t mind this at all. As a matter of fact I was actually excited about it. I had a crush on him you see and I would get excited whenever he came to our house. I tried my best not to let it show but I thought that he was absolutely dreamy. He and my brother were very athletic and he had some impressive muscles.

He was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and it was exciting for me to just look at him let alone be there alone with him. At first we were just standing in the back yard talking. I’m pretty sure that he could sense that I was nervous and could probably tell that I was attracted to him. As we talked he started pouring on the charm. I was wearing a pair of short shorts and a halter top with my hair pulled back in a ponytail, and he complemented me on my looks, my hair, my clothes, my body, and I ate it up. He had me swooning over him and when he started kissing me I had thought that I was going to melt. His kisses were hard and gentle at the same time. When we came up for air he took me by the hand and led me behind the garage and I followed like a little puppy dog.

He pulled off his t-shirt, then took me in his arms and kissed me some more. While we kissed he skillfully unfastened my halter top and slipped it over my head. Back then I was only a 34B, but they were ripe and firm, and defied gravity. With my naked tits mashed into his bare chest I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. We made out for quite a while. He groped my tits, squeeze my ass and I groped his cock through his jeans.

This all happened back in the 80s. There was no internet. No porn DVD’s or anything Ataköy escort like that, so up to this point the only cock that I had ever seen was in a Hustler Magazine that my brother had. Along with pictures the magazine also had some short stories. One story that I had really liked was about a woman giving a man a blowjob. There was something about the way that the person writing it had described not only how much the man had enjoyed it but how much the woman had enjoyed doing it for him. I had masturbated many times while imagining that I was the woman in that story.

While we were making out, he had one hand on my ass, the other squeezing my naked tits while I groped his cock, and I had that story running through my head. I have no idea where the courage came from, but somehow I managed to pull my lips off of his, and in a very soft voice, almost in a whisper, I looked at him and said, “I want to suck your cock.” Without saying a word, he unfastened his jeans and lowered them to his knees.

For a moment I froze. I didn’t know what to do. What was I suppose to do? I had never done this before. Then I felt his hands gently pushing on my shoulders and I instinctively got down on my knees in front of him. As soon as my knees hit the grass my pulse began to quicken. There it was, the first real cock that I had ever seen in my life. It was magnificent, it was beautiful, and it was scary at the same time. It was hard and sticking straight up in the air, and I had no idea at the time whether it was big or small. As I had more experiences later on I had learned that he was slightly larger than average.

I knelt there, looking at it with wide eyed amazement. I reached out and touched it. letting my fingers glide up and down the length of his shaft. It was smooth and hard at the same time. I knelt there, almost as if I were in a trance marveling at this specimen of manhood.

Without realizing it, I had moistened my lips. That’s when I heard him say.

“Is this your first time?”

Slightly embarrassed I looked up at him and nodded my head.

“Kiss it.” He said softly.

I looked back down at his cock, and without thinking, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his shaft. The feeling was totally amazing. I kissed it again, then once more. Then, completely on my own, without being prompted to do so, I licked it. I slowly ran my tongue up to just below the head then back down.

“That’s it honey, that feels good.” He said.

Him telling me that he liked it made me want to do it some more. I started gliding my tongue up and down his cock.

After Ataköy escort bayan about a minute or so he seamed eager for me to take the next step. Taking his cock in his hand he brought it up to my mouth.

At this point I was ready. I was more than ready, and as soon as it touched my lips I instinctively opened my mouth. He pushed the head past my lips then paused for a moment then pushed it in a little more. I knelt there perfectly still as he slid more and more of his cock into my mouth. I gagged a little when I felt it touch the back of my throat and he backed off. I had about three quarters of his cock in my mouth and I instinctively started moving my head.

I had read that story enough times that I knew what I was suppose to do. I slowly slid my lips up and down his shaft breathing through my nose. I reached up for his cock but he stopped me. Confused, I looked up at him.

“No hands honey, just your mouth.” He said. “Keep your lips wet and watch your teeth, okay?

With his cock still in my mouth I nodded my head. Not really sure what to do with my hands I placed them on his thighs and started sliding my lips up and down his shaft again.

I can’t explain the immense feelings that I was having at that moment. To say that I was excited would be an understatement. Not only was I giving my very first blowjob, but I was sucking the cock of the guy that I had had an enormous crush on. I had quickly gotten accustomed to having his cock in my mouth and began bobbing my head a little faster, taking more of it in and out of my mouth. I was careful to keep my teeth away from the shaft and his cock was slick with my saliva.

“Oh yeah Karen, that’s good honey, oh yeah, that’s real good.”

Hearing that he liked it made me feel that I was doing something right so I kept doing what I was doing. As I sucked his cock I was thinking of how the woman in the story was doing it. I really wanted to please him so I started to do some of the things that I remembered from the story. I maintained a smooth steady rythm, pulling back to just below the head then taking him into my mouth as deep as I could without gagging. I pressed my tongue up on the underside of his shaft and applied a little bit of suction, enough to make my cheeks hollow slightly on the up stroke.

“Oh God Karen! That’s it honey! Oh my God that’s good! Just like that baby! That’s so good!”

I wanted to do a good job. It was important to me to do a good job and I absolutely loved the way that he was telling me how much he liked it.

For my first time this wasn’t in any way how I had escort Ataköy imagined it would be. This was a thousand times better. I could have never imagined what it would be like to have a hard cock in my mouth or how truly amazing it would be to please a man this way. I have no idea how long I was sucking his cock. I was making sucking and slurping noises, concentrating on what I was doing while he continued to tell me what a great job I was doing, and how much he liked it.

I was so caught up in the moment that I was not prepared for what was about to happen. His cock swelled slightly getting even harder in my mouth then he let out a loud grunt and the first shot hit the back of my throat. My eyes widened in surprise and before I had any chance to react he shot another spurt, then another. It was warm and a little thick and I could feel his cock pulsating between my lips as he pumped more of it into my mouth. I didn’t know what to do. I had thought about spitting it out, but I still had his cock in my mouth so I swallowed.

“So, this is what cum tastes like.” I thought.

It was salty and a little bitter, but I liked it. He shot a couple more thick streams and I swallowed again. Then two or three more times until he was finished. His cock continued pulsating between my lips even though it was empty and I knelt there with it in my mouth until I could feel it start to soften. There was a small slurping sound as it slipped from my mouth. I couldn’t help it. And I had to wipe a little bit of dribble off of my chin. I moved my tongue around in my mouth and I could still taste his cum. He started to pull up his jeans and I looked up at him.

“Did I do a good job?” I asked.

“Oh my God Karen, that was fantastic!”

“Really? You’re not just saying that because it was my first time?”

“Honey, You were absolutely amazing.”

I know that some of you might think that this is silly but I knelt there looking up at him beaming with pride.

“Did you like it?” He asked.

I nodded my head. I didn’t just like it, I loved it. The excitement of having his cock in my mouth, the way he told me how much he liked what I was doing, the feeling of his cock pulsating between my lips, and the taste of his cum. I had loved it all.

Just about then we heard my brother’s car pulling into the driveway. We quickly got dressed and hurried into the yard by the patio. My brother hadn’t noticed us coming from behind the garage so his friend waved to get his attention. He came over to us and started talking with his friend completely ignoring me like he always did, having no idea that just a few minutes ago I was sucking his best friend’s cock behind our garage.

I said goodbye to my brothers friend and he winked at me as I made my exit. I gave him blowjobs pretty regularly after that, and by the end of that summer I was sucking off most of my brother’s friends.

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This is a continuation of my previous story “My Love Of Lingerie”.

*****

I met a girl called Emma through a mutual friend. I was almost nineteen years old and she was a year younger than me. I worked two jobs for three years to save up to buy my first car. She was seeing his older brother but he used to mess her around a lot. I used to take her out for a drink every now and then – as I had my own car. Emma was quite busty and looked fabulous when dressed up for a night out. Her boyfriend was away in the USA studying. She was a bit insecure at the time. Before the internet arrived keeping in touch long distance was quite hard. I was seeing Emma’s best friend. Her name was Anna F. Anna was a tall thin blonde and had really long legs, just like a supermodel. She was very flat chested, but her legs were amazing. Her older sister had given her some black lace holdups for her birthday. She was lovely. She was also a great kisser.

She was bubbly and outgoing and fun to be around. Her bra size was AAA but her body was really good.

She wore simple underwear, often choosing a black or silver style from M+S which was popular at the time.

She often wore a chequered maxi dress, front button and very short. The first night we got together we travelled with friends up the Motorway. There wasn’t much to do in our area, but the Services were open 24hrs.

In the back of the car, Anna snuggled up next to me. She teased me with the lace of her black hold ups whilst I caressed her bra cups with my hands over her dress. My friends were unaware as she reached over and groped me for ages under the orange lights of the motorway. Her forwardness and bravado turned me on.

Later that night I took her home. She wasted no time and quickly helped me out by unbuttoning her dress all the way down, so it sat loosely on her shoulders. Her underwear was silvery grey. And she looked fabulous in the flickering Ataköy escort light of the television. Blonde hair, blue eyes, half undressed and wearing black lacy hold ups.

She was passionate and forceful. She lifted my T-Shirt off, and as we kissed she quickly unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them and pushed them down. As our tongues met and I undid her Bra, she vigorously wanked my cock. I was excited about how confident she was and I soon came in her hand. Her hold ups felt amazing as I returned the favour using my fingers. After that, she moved to the far end of the sofa, kneeled down, pulled my boxer shorts down and slowly started to suck my cock. I’ve never forgotten the sight of her taking me in her mouth wearing that underwear. That was only the second time for me although we soon stopped as I feared my parents would disturb us at any moment.

One day Anna told me that she’d had to stand guard at the Photo-Me booth in the main Post Office. Emma was sending some sexy snaps over to her boyfriend in the USA. She was worried he’d forget about her. They were slightly teasing, nothing explicit.

I used to drive both of them around as they both lived in a rural village, away from pubs or clubs.

Anna had a holiday job so I used to hang about with Emma during the daytime. She used to talk about her boyfriend a lot. One day she asked me if I would take some pictures of her. She wanted to pose for him in her underwear and show her boyfriend what he was missing. I’ll admit that I was quite shocked at the time but also quite excited. I played it very grown up and cool as if it was no big deal. But secretly I was hoping I’d see her in her underwear. Of the two of them, Emma did definitely dress a lot more sexily. Emma was also quite confident and we often made jokes about sex together.

One balmy Summer night, I took Emma to a country pub. She’d really had enough of her Ataköy escort bayan boyfriend by then. He’d stopped writing to her and they had argued on the phone the last time they spoke. She was annoyed, frustrated and tired of being messed around. She looked gorgeous with a short bob haircut, tight body top, with a black bra underneath (I think it was a Wonderbra) – she had a black pencil skirt and what I thought were black tights and high heels. But I did catch a glimpse of thigh as she sat on the bench next to me. As I drove her home through the country lanes, she suddenly asked me to stop the car. I pulled over onto a verge and she demanded to be kissed. It was pretty a pretty intense moment as we kissed. The car began rolling forward as I had forgotten to apply the handbrake. She grabbed my waist and pulled me towards her. She was half standing in the footwell of the car and was pulling my hips against hers really hard. I could feel the lace of her underwear through the thin fabric of her tiny skirt. My cock was rock hard and somehow a spark passed between us as our bodies touched together.

It was strange as I was dating her best friend. We agreed that this was a one-off and shouldn’t be repeated. But we did kiss again in a lovely way when I dropped her off outside her home.

The next day her Dad dropped her off at my house shortly before lunchtime. She was wearing a tight white blouse, short skirt and nude tights. We sat watching TV on the sofa, close together. It wasn’t long before she asked me for a shoulder massage. It was lovely and thrilling to be so close to her again. She was really pretty and always smelt amazing. She lay face down and I did my best at rubbing her shoulder blades. I could feel her bra straps through her blouse. Her skirt rode up and her legs looked golden. Her blouse was untucked and I lifted it slightly and kissed her lower back. This made her moan escort Ataköy like crazy and she obviously enjoyed it. I pushed up her blouse and kissed all over her back. This memory is so clear to me. She asked me to close the front curtains as we had a big front window. One of my best memories as a teenager. She sat up and asked if it would be OK if she took her blouse off. By this point I was hardly going to disagree. She unbuttoned her blouse revealing a silky and shiny peach coloured Bra. She asked if I like it and said it was her Gossard Ultrabra. Again, she was beautiful and this was easily one of the most erotic moments for me. Her skirt was hiked up slightly. It was a sexy sight I’ve never forgotten. She looked so so sexy.

Returning to the sofa she straddled me and we enjoyed that lovely feeling of frottage together. I was turned on seeing her in her lingerie and she was turned on undressing to show it to me. Our kisses were those hot wet teenage kisses that you never sort of forget. She lay face down on the sofa towards the back edge. The sofa cushions had a small fabric ridge along each side. She positioned herself so that was slightly straddling the two cushions. I was kissing the back of her neck and each time I did that she sighed and moaned. I traced my fingertips along each shoulder strap of her bra. Then I traced around the clasp of her bra across her back, reach slightly around to gently cup each breast very gently and slowly. Something was definitely happening to her and she was more and more worked up at my gentle touch. Her skirt was fully hiked up and I admired her matching Gossard panties stretched beautifully across her pert bum. I *think* she came suddenly, gently humping the seam of my parents sofa, turned on as I kissed her all over her exposed back. She was a little breathless and had a big smile. Her hair was tousled in just the most perfect way.

As I’ve written before, I’ve always found lingerie really wonderful and exciting. So to see Emma looking *so* sexy was incredible for me. At this point, we heard a noise outside. It was Dad coming home unexpectedly for lunch. Emma quickly jumped up,pushed down her skirt and hurriedly began buttoning up her blouse.

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