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Natalie’s week long trial had expired, but the TV had not been removed by her father. In fact her father had been away this weekend, yet she decided to go to room earlier than usual, and was lying back on her bed watching re-runs of some terrible sitcoms. There was a nationally televised baseball game on, but even though the thought of baseball made her instantly hot, she still couldn’t bear to sit through three hours of a game.

It was even warmer than it had been last Sunday and so Natalie didn’t plan to get under her covers. The baby blue towelling pyjamas that she wore were a few years old now and were a little tight, however, she loved how soft the material felt against her skin and so refused to throw them away. She had removed her make-up and tied her hair back with a scrunchie in preparation for bed, but she still looked unerringly beautiful.

The thought of baseball would always make Natalie horny now, but when she thought about it she’d had a wet feeling between her legs almost constantly since she had made love to her father. He was the most talented lover she had ever had, and as well as continuing their trysts together during the week, Natalie had been masturbating several times a day thinking about him.

Natalie rolled on to her right side, her face was still staring at the TV set, though she had little idea of what was on, and moved her hands towards her waistband. She undid the loopy knot, released it from her hands and felt her pants expand around her hips. Now she had access to herself, and didn’t waste anytime homing in on her panties.

Her hand slipped under the waistband though for now she kept her fingers on the outside of her large pink cotton panties. Natalie only wore sexy knickers when she was going out and much preferred the feeling of cotton on her vagina than silk or lace.

The index finger of her left hand slid down to her slit and already she was wet, the material of her panties in contact with this cleft was sticky to touch. Feeling her wetness made her even hotter, not only did her pussy get more and more turned on as she slipped her fingers all over herself but she also began to perspire across her whole body.

Natalie felt her labia begin to pulsate, but was able to pull her hands away from her mound so that she could rip open the buttons of her top. The temperature in her room, partly down to the summer, partly down to her arousal, meant that she was desperate to expose her young tits.

The hormones flying around her system were making her arms tremble a little and so she wasn’t fully in control of her actions. None the less she grabbed at the top button on her top and pulled it open. She moved down and unclasped the next two. With her pyjamas partly open she could already see her nipples, just beginning on their journey towards full hardness.

Now she was desperate to be topless and so attached her hands to either side of her shirt and ripped them apart. One of the buttons flew off but eventually Natalie’s breasts were free of the tight cotton that had been rubbing against her and making her sweat. Slipping the shirt of her pyjamas over her shoulders and down her arms was a relief, however, she was still boiling hot. Her boobs were free to sway with the movements of her body but Natalie needed greater relief.

She swung her ass round and put her feet on the floor, Natalie had to get up and walk over to the window. She didn’t care who might see her youthful tits through her window, she needed a breeze to blow across her room.

Having opened her window as far as she could and rolling the Venetian blinds right up to the top she returned to her bed. The difference was felt instantly by Natalie, the wind that swept in hit her on the back, the effect of this heightened by the drops of sweat running down her. The few hairs she had on her body were erect on the ends of Goosebumps.

Natalie hadn’t done the bow up on her pants before she went to the window and they had been slowly slipping down her thighs. If anyone had been watching Natalie through the window, not only would they have seen her C-cup breasts, but they would now be able to see her ass with a pair of pink cotton panties tucked up her butt crack.

Her panties were totally soaked in her crotch, not only was the back up her crack but the front was stuck in her slit. Natalie knew that she wouldn’t be needing her pyjama bottoms any longer so she slid them the rest of the way down and kicked them off. Having done that she reached around and released the material from between her cheeks, rearranged the waistline so her knickers were on straight again, and returned to the bed.

After a few circular rubs on the outside of her cotton covered cooch, Natalie delved inside of them. For the first time that night she felt her fingers on her naked sex. Whilst keeping her left middle fingertip firmly on her clit she moved her right index and middle fingers out of her hole and up her body. She touched against her nipple then moved her Ataşehir Escort hand to her mouth and tasted herself.

The draught from the window swept across the room and across her chest. Both of her nipples, the one covered in her juice and the one that wasn’t, were fully erect, and Natalie was fully aroused. She fell back deeply into her bed, put her right hand back under her knicker-elastic and started fantasising.

For the first time this week, while Natalie rubbed her fingers in her sticky cunt, she did not think about some of the things she had done with her father, she actually thought back to the time that she lost her virginity.

Her eighteenth birthday was the 16th of March, and her best friend, Rachel, was born ten days later. They decided to share a party, and as Paul was away for that week, Natalie had it at her house.

It was a typical eighteenth birthday party, not too out of control, Natalie and Rachel weren’t in that kind of circle of friends, yet there was a keg, brought by some of the boys, and some pretty loud music to dance to. Everyone was in the mood and after a couple of hours many of the partiers had started to couple up.

Natalie hadn’t, but she had noticed that someone was staring at her from across the other side of the room. The guy was Jason, a reasonably good friend with whom she had a few classes at school. She had had no idea, however, that his feelings were of more than friendship.

Thinking about Jason’s staring moved the intensity of Natalie’s masturbation up to another level. Her breathing became deeper, she arched her back and grabbed her tit into her left hand, whilst slipping her second finger back into her pussy.

Natalie hadn’t expected to be receiving these looks from her friend Jason, but now that she had noticed them, she couldn’t stop returning them. She attempted to do it stealthily, but after a few minutes their eyes met. Natalie felt herself tense up as this happened, and now as she rode her fingers she could feel the same sensation.

The clock rolled around to 1am and the party guests were beginning to thin out. Soon after it was 2am and Rachel walked over to Natalie, “I’m going to go, honey.” In fact they were the last to leave.

After a while of their enticing looks, Jason had attained the courage he needed to approach Natalie, since then they had been talking and flirting. Jason had even started to rub her thigh, and she was starting to feel heat between her legs and was pretty sure that against the material of Jason’s jeans she could see his erect cock.

The door slammed behind Rachel as she left, Jason and Natalie were now alone. Both felt a fizzy feeling at the top of their stomachs, both were excited about what might happen.

Jason’s hand was moving up and down Natalie’s thigh, the two of them moved closer to each other. They stared at into the other’s eyes for what seemed like forever and Natalie began to melt into Jason.

She now put her hand on him also, and leant in for the kiss. Jason was not very experienced, though, and just continued staring at her. Natalie knew that she would have to take the lead.

“Don’t you want to kiss me?” Natalie inquired. Jason nodded his answer but the rest of his body remained paralysed. Natalie leant in further and pushed her lips to Jason’s. His mouth was wide open straight away. Natalie was disappointed at his amateurishness but none the less pushed her tongue into his mouth. She pushed Jason down onto the couch and they became one. Natalie was intensely aroused and started bucking her thighs against Jason’s crotch.

She had locked onto Jason’s mouth, her tongue was exploring deep within it, and she rode him fully clothed. Natalie could feel his hard on pressing up against her jeans, making her wish she had worn a skirt so she could have really got the benefits of their dry humping.

Ten minutes quickly passed and Natalie wanted to move things on. She rose up from their lying position so she was now riding Jason. Looking straight into his eyes she pulled her top up over her head and exposed her breasts. It was a low cut top, far too low for her to have worn a bra with it, and so straight away Jason saw the first pair of boobs he had seen in real life.

He had never been particularly savvy with the girls at school, but now knew that he had won the jackpot when Natalie returned his affections. He stared at her beautiful womanly tits in amazement, he couldn’t believe how hard her nipples were, and how hard she was making him.

Jason loved looking at them but he desperately wanted to put his hands on his first pair of breasts. He stuck his hands out and grabbed them, he started mashing her boobs in his hands. Natalie wasn’t happy about how hard he had latched onto her chest, but was buoyed by how much she turned him on with her top off.

“You need to be softer, baby.” Natalie instructed him. “Sorry.” He replied as embarrassment rushed over him. “Don’t worry, you’re really making Anadolu Yakası Escort me hot.”

Natalie’s reassurance made Jason feel better, but he continued to grope her with a little too much fervency. She pulled back away from his hands and shuffled herself down his body. Her chest rubbed along his stomach and she could tell that he had a pretty good body.

“Take your shirt off.” Natalie ordered as she descended towards his crotch. As she had expected Jason was ripped, his six pack made up for his boyish breast manipulations. Her arousal was hitting new heights and Natalie went straight for the buckle on his jeans. After ripping open the button she pulled down the zipper and shifted his pants over his hips as he pushed himself in the air to allow the waist down to his knees.

Jason wanted his shaft out in the open now, he knew he was quite big and he wanted Natalie to see it, he wanted her to touch it. Quickly his boxers joined his jeans at his knees and Jason’s well above average member was free.

Natalie saw his cock and was excited, she had been riding his cock through his jeans, now she wanted to get serious with him.

Jason lay right back, he couldn’t believe such a gorgeous girl was sitting on top of him, topless, and she was about to take his penis in her hand. He couldn’t remember feeling this hard. Natalie stared into his eyes and moved her right hand towards him.

Her first touch was met with a deep groan from Jason, Natalie thought this was a good sign, but then she felt a warm spray shoot up her arm. Jason couldn’t control his excitement and had cum at the very first touch by a woman on his penis.

Instantly he turned red, he couldn’t believe what had happened. Cumming quickly, even prematurely was likely, but before she had even stroked him, was unbelievably embarrassing. Natalie reached around and wiped his cum off onto his jeans.

“Lets go upstairs.” Natalie hoped that he would be able to get it up again, but she was definitely going to cum, however long it would take Jason. She stood up, extended her hand out to his and led him up to her bedroom.

The young couple walked through Natalie’s bedroom door, he was naked, having left his pants in the lounge, and she quickly joined him in the nude by dropping her jeans to the floor with her panties inside them.

Natalie looked up at Jason, but didn’t see the face she had expected after taking off all her clothes. Undoubtedly he loved seeing his first pussy, though something had disappointed him.

“What’s wrong with you? Do you not like what you see, remember your first performance wasn’t too special.” “No, nothing, it’s just…” “What?” “I wanted to see you in your panties.” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah, and I wanted to pull them down.”

It wasn’t what Natalie had expected to hear, but she was relieved. “Ok then. Close your eyes.” Jason smiled as he did so, his semi-erect cock was bouncing up and down as it began to return to a state of arousal. Natalie turned round and bent over picked up her panties from her discarded jeans, a sheer turquoise thong, slipped them over her ankles and pulled them up her legs until the fabric pulled tight against her mound and the thong went up her ass.

“Is that better?” Jason’s smile spoke for itself as he opened his eyes and looked at her cunt. He focused on the wet spot where the fabric had gone inside her lips, and then licked his own.

“Do you want to see me from behind?” Again there was no need for Jason to answer and she swivelled, showing her butt cheeks to Jason. Knowing that he was staring at her made Natalie go wild with thrill, she thought that she would put on a show for him. Slowly she bent forward until her hands touched the floor. Jason could see her lips wrapped in the shiny light blue material of her knickers. Again his penis began to grow, though he didn’t dare to touch it for fear of cumming again.

Natalie, however, had no such worry and so moved her right hand away from the floor and onto the centre of her honey pot. After sliding up and down a few times she grabbed the outside of her panties and flashed her labia at Jason. Quickly she replaced the material and then uncovered her treasure again. Her juices were flooding down her thighs by now.

“I want to take your panties down, Nat.” Jason exclaimed, worried that she was again going to take them off without allowing him his fun.

“Ok, baby, come over here.” Jason took his orders and moved over to Natalie within a split second. He put his hands on her hips, spun her around, and then slid his fingers under the elastic of her waistband. He stared into her bright hazel eyes, then lowered his mouth to her breast and kissed her nipple before sucking it into his mouth. These renewed ministrations on her nipples were far more pleasurable than when he had used his hands, Natalie let out a gasp and a moan to tell him he was doing a good job.

His fingers however, had begun to itch with anticipation, so he released Kartal Escort her breast from his mouth and pulled her thong down revealing for the second time her small bush. Jason wasn’t very experienced, in fact he just wasn’t experienced, but even he knew that the smell and her slick thighs were good indicators that Natalie was incredibly horny.

“Let’s go to the bed, I want to teach you how to lick my pussy.” Natalie was desperate for a release, so quickly lay herself down on her single bed, and spread her legs wide. She beckoned to Jason and he clambered between her legs. Clearly he was ready for his lesson.

She was going to say, “start by licking the juice off of my thighs” , but Jason beat her too it. He knew this nectar was a sign of her arousal and he wanted to taste it. The flicks of his tongue on her legs were driving her to despair, she had to have him on her.

Natalie grabbed Jason’s head and directed him to her clit. She pulled back the hood to give him better access and told him to flick it with his tongue. This he did, Natalie couldn’t believe the ecstasy coursing through her wetness. Jason was going to give her an orgasm and it wasn’t going to take too much teaching.

The intensity of the waves of pleasure increased another notch, Natalie had to grab the duvet cover in her fists as she felt like she was about to take off. She was ready to cum and wanted to feel something inside of her.

“Put your tongue in my hole, I’m almost there, you’re going to make me cum, I want you to lick inside my cunt.” Jason was a bit confused, he thought the clitoris was the most sensitive part of a girl’s vagina, but as the student he relented to Natalie’s wishes and quickly found her entrance with his tongue. This feeling was immense and he couldn’t wait to relieve himself within her hot wet cavern.

With his tongue inside her, Natalie put her fingers to her clit and rubbed furiously. It took only seconds for her to fall over the edge, first her thighs clenched, then her pussy erupted around Jason’s tongue and continued pulsating.

Jason lifted his head up and all Natalie could see was his beaming smile, along with her pussy juice, smeared on his face. This in turn made her smile, she sat up, opened her arms and hugged him to her. Natalie planted kisses on his neck, and Jason reciprocated. Soon enough she moved around to his mouth and gave him a full wet kiss, the honey from her folds making it all the sweeter.

Quickly after they began this embrace Natalie’s fears were allayed when she felt Jason’s full hard on poking into her stomach. After his early failure she was glad he had got it up again, and didn’t want to waste another second before getting his shaft inside her.

She had vowed never to give up her virginity easily, and didn’t think that this would count as such. Natalie had never known she wanted to have sex as much as she did now.

Natalie was a virgin, as was Jason, but she knew that she had to take the lead.

“Get on your back,” was her latest order to Jason, her pussy desperate to be impaled. She clambered on top of him and pushed the head of his penis inside her outer folds. Already she felt full, Natalie had lost her hymen when masturbating with a vegetable, a tip she received from Rachel, but her pussy was still very tight, she knew that she might feel a little pain.

Slowly she lowered herself down Jason’s prick. Not all the way first time, or second actually, but she could feel herself stretching. Her lips were being pulled wide by his cock and she wanted to feel all of him.

Natalie braced herself and pushed all the way down. Her pain was clear to Jason as she winced, and he asked if she was alright.

“I’m fine, but don’t move. Just let me go at my own pace.”

Jason of course did what she said and lay there, immersed in the wonderful feeling of Natalie’s vaginal walls sliding slowly up and down along his shaft. Her heat was amazing, but not as amazing as watching her cautiously rising up and down.

“Now just start bucking your hips with my rhythm,” she said, “and, I’m not on the pill,” though I’m going to the doctor’s tomorrow, she thought, “so tell me when you need to cum.” “Ok, baby.” He had started to grunt with appreciation now as he began to move his hips in time with her movements.

After a few strokes Natalie began to feel it was easier for her to ride Jason and so she picked up the pace. She leant back whilst pumping up and down on his cock and again found her clit with her fingers.

She was so glad that Jason had managed to last much longer this time, but she could tell it wouldn’t take much more.

“Are you going to cum, am I going to milk your seed out, baby?” “With talk like that you can only hurry it along.” “Good. I want you to cum on my tits.” With that Natalie stepped off of Jason’s cock and knelt at the end of the bed. She told him to do the same and to jerk himself off and aim for her boobs.

Jason had seen this in porn films, but couldn’t believe a real girl wanted him to do it to her. He hadn’t thought he could get any harder but now he would swear he had just become even more turned on. He clasped his helmet with his right hand and started pumping his meat through the o-shape he made with his fingers.

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Cameron and Haley lay there under the stars, neither saying a word. They were still stunned by losing their virginity. Cameron felt an immense sense of pride and comfort as he held Haley. Before meeting Haley and Elena, he had never felt so comfortable with anyone. Now, after sharing the experience of being each other’s firsts, Cameron felt as though they were even closer than before.

An unknown amount of time passed before they finally decided to return to camp. Cameron and Haley were in no rush as they walked hand and hand back to the camp. They saw the bonfire light through the trees as they neared the camp. When they stepped out of the trees, they immediately ran into Elena. She smiled knowingly at them. “About time you guys make it back,” Elena said. She grabbed Cameron’s hand and pulled them from the edge of the woods to the bonfire, where the campers were partying.

Elena and Haley dragged Cameron over to where everyone was dancing. He was usually uncomfortable dancing, but everyone in the camp had seen him naked for the last month; compared to that, his lack of rhythm didn’t seem as big of an issue anymore. The girls danced with him, grinding against him and running their hands up and down his body. Cameron let his hands wander, too, his hands always on one of their asses or feeling up their breasts. It didn’t take long for the girls to get him hard. After an hour of them dancing, their playful touches became increasingly sexual. Cameron looked around at the other campers and saw that everyone was paired up.

They started to make out on the dancefloor, kissing each other and sucking on their necks. Cameron leaned down and took one of Elena’s breasts in his mouth, sucking hard. Elena moaned and started to stroke his cock. Haley sucked on Cameron’s neck, making him moan. Elena grabbed both of their hands and led them toward her room without saying anything.

They climbed into Elena’s bed with her in the middle. Without saying anything, Cameron and Haley were on the same page. They had gotten their alone time earlier, and now they wanted to take care of Elena. They took turns making out with Elena. Haley kissed her way down her neck and took one of her nipples into her mouth. Elena moaned into her kiss with Cameron. Cameron broke the kiss and latched onto Elena’s other breast. Elena moaned again as Haley and Cameron sucked on her breasts. Elena cradled their heads, pulling them against her so they would suck harder on her breasts.

Cameron looked over at Haley, loving the sight of her as she sucked on Elena’s breasts. He loved watching as she pulled on Elena’s nipple or the way she flicked her tongue rapidly against it. Cameron’s cock twitched as he remembered how her soft lips felt wrapped around his cock. She caught him looking and smiled at him before focusing back on sucking on Elena’s breast. A minute later, Haley pulled her mouth off Elena’s breast with a loud popping sound and climbed down between Elena’s open legs. Cameron kept sucking on Elena’s breasts while Haley started to eat Elena out. When Haley flicked her tongue against Elena’s clit, Elena’s whole body quivered in pleasure.

Elena pulled Cameron up from sucking on her breasts to kiss him fiercely. Elena would moan into the kiss when Haley hit an extra sensitive spot. Cameron was so focused on making out with Elena that he jumped when he felt Haley grab his cock, and then a few seconds later, he felt her lips wrapping around his cock, and it was Cameron’s turn to moan into their kiss.

Haley switched between pleasuring each of them, sometimes Elena and Cameron watched, and other times they focused on making out. Elena broke the kiss and looked down as Haley bobbed her head up and down Cameron’s cock, effortlessly taking it in. Haley looked up and smiled at them when she realized that she was being watched.

Elena’s passionate kisses became even fiercer as Haley continued to please Elena. Elena started to squirm and hump against Haley’s face. Elena’s orgasm came suddenly, and she moaned loudly, her body quivering as she clamped her thighs around Haley’s head. When her orgasm passed, Elena pulled Haley up to kiss her. She kissed her face fiercely, licking and sucking up her juices. Cameron joined the kiss, savoring the taste of Elena’s pussy on Haley’s mouth. After cleaning Haley’s face, Elena turned to Cameron and said, “Fuck me.” The raw desire in those words spurred Cameron to quickly sit up and take position between Elena’s spread legs.

Haley leaned across Elena’s body and took Cameron’s cock back into her mouth, ensuring that he was fully hard before he penetrated Elena. When Haley stopped blowing him, his entire cock was glistening with her saliva. She grabbed Cameron’s cock and guided it to nestle it inside Elena’s lips. They watched as Cameron slowly inched forward, his cock disappearing inside her. Elena’s pussy felt so tight, but she was incredibly wet, so even though her pussy clutched at his cock as he entered her, he kept going deeper. Elena let out cute little sighs of pleasure as Cameron slipped Anadolu Yakası Escort inside her. Cameron and Elena moaned together as he fully penetrated her.

Cameron could feel Elena’s pussy clenching around his cock as they held still. Elena had closed her eyes when she moaned from him bottoming out inside of her, and when she opened them, her eyes were burning with desire. She started to rock her hips slightly, and Cameron moved too, following Elena’s lead.

Haley leaned down and started to lick Elena’s clit while Cameron continued to fuck her. Elena’s moans got even louder, and she wrapped her legs around Cameron, pulling him deeper inside her. Cameron grabbed her by her hips as he fucked her even harder, no longer able to hold back as the pleasure overwhelmed her. Cameron watched as Elena’s breasts bounced with every thrust, and her body contorted in pleasure. Along with humping harder against him, he could feel Elena’s pussy squeezing his cock. “I’m about to cum,” Cameron groaned as the pleasure became too much.

“Cum inside of me,” Elena cried out and started to gyrate her hips as she also humpped up against him, causing his cock to press against the walls of her pussy. Cameron thrust into her a few more times, then he started to cum inside her. “Yes!” Elena moaned as she felt the warmth spread inside her as Cameron came. Haley lapped at Elena’s clit even harder, and Elena’s moans crescendoed as her body started to shake from the force of her orgasm. Cameron and Elena locked eyes as they both rode the highs of their orgasm. Elena looked like she was trying to say something, but she closed her eyes and moaned as Haley kept eating her out.

When Cameron pulled out of Elena, Haley started to suck on it, savoring the taste of Cameron’s cum and Elena’s pussy. Cameron watched as Haley licked and sucked his cock clean for a minute before she started to eat out Elena’s cream pie.

Cameron lay on the side of Elena, and she kissed him sweetly, occasionally moaning as Haley continued to clean out all the cum from her pussy. Cameron loved how passionate Elena was in the throes of lovemaking and how sweet and cuddly she was in her post-orgasmic stupor. Eventually, Haley lay on the other side of Elena, and the two of them kissed each other deeply. Cameron joined the kiss, and the three lay there sweetly kissing for a while as Cameron and Elena recovered from their orgasms.

Slowly their kisses and caresses became increasingly sexual as their hands lingered in sensitive spots. Cameron’s cock quickly came to its full length with the efforts of both girls. With the gradual petting and caressing of his cock Cameron was surprised that he started to get hard again. The girls started to jerk him off and play with his balls. Once he was semi-hard, the girls eventually climbed down between his legs and looked up at him as they started to kiss up his cock. Their lips met around his cockhead, making out with it between their mouths.

“I want to see you ride him,” Elena said as she held Cameron’s cock.

Haley climbed on top of Cameron, and it was Elena’s turn now to hold Cameron’s cock and guide it between Haley’s lips. Haley started to take him inside of her slowly.

Elena made out with Cameron while Haley slowly rode his cock. The only time she broke the kiss was to put her breasts in front of Cameron’s mouth so that he could suck on them.

“I want you to eat me out,” Elena growled into Cameron’s ears. Cameron was hesitant because he didn’t want to taste his cum, but he was so turned on and remembered how meticulous Haley had been earlier in cleaning out Elena’s cream pie, so he nodded. Elena straddled his chest so that she was facing Haley.

Cameron could see her puckered anus. He had seen it before but rarely from this close. Cameron got a sudden urge to lick it. Elena moaned as Cameron tentatively licked her anus. He had been afraid it would taste bad, but some of her juices had coated the area, so there was only a slightly musty taste. From how strongly Elena reacted

The girls made out as they rode on Cameron’s face and cock.

Cameron felt an immense sense of pride at being able to make both of his girls cum before he did. Now that he didn’t have to hold back, Haley’s contracting pussy became too much for him, and he started to cum inside of Haley for the second time that night. “Oh Cameron,” Haley cried out his name repeatedly as she came.

Once they were done cumming, they collapsed in a pile on the bed. Cameron felt the bed stir a few minutes later as the girls cleaned up and used the restroom. Cameron was exhausted after having sex three times that night. He was already drifting off to sleep when the girls climbed back into bed, pressed against his sides, and rested their heads on his chest. Cameron idly stroked their lower backs as they drifted off to sleep.

They woke up in the early grey light of predawn. Cameron was simultaneously exhausted from his nighttime escapades with the girls and somehow felt incredibly refreshed. He still couldn’t Bostancı Escort believe that he had not only lost his virginity but that he also got to have a threesome with his girlfriends and got to have sex with both of them.

They didn’t have much time to fool around, but they were able to take a lengthy shower together.

Afterward, they split up to pack their bags before the last breakfast. They had been too busy to do it the night before. Cameron felt weird as he packed up his belongings, leaving out an outfit to change into once it was time to board the buses again.

Cameron’s sense of melancholy lessened when he met up with Elena and Haley outside the dining hall. They all hugged and kissed and went in to eat breakfast. Cameron took in the sights around him, trying to burn everything into his memory if he didn’t get a chance to attend Camp Natural again the following summer.

Towards the end of the meal, the head of the camp addressed everyone. “Thank you all for joining us this summer for Camp Natural. I hope you all enjoyed yourselves and will consider attending again next Summer. I know it may be hard, but there are ways to continue to live the Natural life outside of the camp, and I encourage you to try and take back what you learned here home with you. Just don’t go streaking in public.” The campers laughed at this and then went back to eating.

The busses arrived shortly after breakfast, so they spit back up to grab their belongings and get dressed. It felt so weird for Cameron to say goodbye to Camp Natural.

Luckily for him, they all had to take the same bus. All three of them crammed into a seat with Cameron in the middle. Cameron savored the close contact with the girls since he didn’t know when he would be able to see them next.

When they returned to the hotel, their goodbyes lingered, but they didn’t have much time. Cameron and Haley both had a flight to catch. Cameron felt odd being back in the world and saying a very public and physical goodbye to Elena, but after being almost constantly naked for the last month, he had learned not to care about what others thought.

*****

The next day Cameron sat in his room, the memories of all the fantastic things that happened at Camp Natural racing through his head. He still couldn’t believe that not only had he lost his virginity but that he was also dating two amazing and beautiful girls.

After returning home from Camp Natural, his room seemed so small now. He couldn’t remember how he used to spend so much time there. Wearing clothes again was still strange to him. He was hyper-aware of the fabric on his skin, so he stuck to loose clothing and softer fabrics. His parents noticed how he spent more of his time going on hikes. Cameron just couldn’t stand to be cooped up inside all the time like he used to. He had to stay moving to distract himself from not being with Elena and Haley. He knew he would miss them but didn’t realize how empty he would feel when not constantly around them.

There were still weeks until he moved out to start his first semester at the college associated with Camp Natural. He was excited about starting this next part of his life, but he was even more excited to see Haley and Elena again.

Cameron was returning from a hike when he felt his phone vibrate. He glanced at his phone. “So, are you excited for Saturday?” Haley texted in their group message.

“Yeah, I can’t wait to see you two,” Cameron responded.

Texting his girlfriends throughout the day helped him pass the time as he eagerly waited to go to college and see them again. Cameron loved how much time he could spend talking to them between the group message and the one-on-one text threads.

Elena responded with a picture message. She was in a changing room and was leaning forward in a low-cut dress. Cameron couldn’t stop looking at how amazing her breasts looked. “What do you guys think of this dress?” Elena asked.

“It looks amazing!” Haley replied quickly.

“Cameron?” Elena asked.

“You look beautiful, buy it,” Cameron said.

“Ok, thank you!” Elena responded.

Cameron was almost home when his phone chimed again. It was another couple of pictures from Elena. She was wearing sexy pink lingerie that contrasted beautifully with her brown skin. It was black with a lot of straps that crisscrossed her body. The fabric was nearly transparent, doing the bare minimum to cover her beautiful breasts and womanhood. She sent another of her back, looking over her shoulder.

“How do I look in this?” Elena asked.

“You look so hot,” Haley responded.

“You took the words right out of my mouth,” Cameron said.

Elena sent them another picture; she had the top pulled to the side to expose her breasts. It was so hot and unexpected that all Cameron could respond with was wow.

“Am I turning you on?” Elena asked.

“Yes,” Haley said.

“So much,” Cameron said. He locked his bedroom door and jumped into his bed. While looking at the pictures, he stroked Ümraniye Escort his cock through his shorts.

“You should let me see,” Elena said.

Cameron pulled his cock out of his shorts and stroked his erection to its full length. When he was fully erect took the picture. He was a little nervous, but this was nothing after spending nearly an entire summer in the nude.

“Wow, you really are hard. What about you, Haley,” Elena asked.

“I don’t think I can beat Cameron in a dick measuring contest,” Haley said.

“Smartass, you know what I mean,” Elena replied.

Haley responded with a picture. She was lying down in bed wearing nothing but a matching red bra and panties. She had her panties pulled to the side, touching herself. As Cameron admired her petite body, he could see her juices glistening on her pussy lips.

Cameron knew how wild Elena was, but he still couldn’t believe she was willing to send pictures from a dressing room. It was even more surprising when Elena decided to facetime them.

“What are you doing?” Haley asked, also shocked that she was trying to take things further.

Elena was wearing her AirPods to hear them and use the built-in microphone without being too loud. “I figured I don’t have a long time to be here, and sending pictures back and forth will take too much time. A live show would be so much better.”

Cameron couldn’t argue with her logic, but he felt a little guilty knowing that Elena was taking all the risk in what they were doing. Elena sat down on the bench in the changing room and spread her legs in front of the camera. The thin material of her panties stretched across her pussy. “I guess I should take these off before I make them too wet, even if I will buy them.” Elena peeled off her panties, exposing her pussy. Cameron couldn’t believe that he was getting to see it again. It had only been a week since he was last with them, but after spending all his time with them for a month, going a week without getting to be with them felt like torture.

Elena started to rub her pussy, holding the camera closer to what she was doing. Haley shrugged out of her bra and panties. She propped herself up on her bed with pillows and held the phone low so that Cameron could see her playing with herself, her breasts, and her face as she joined in with what Elena was doing.

Cameron stripped out of his clothes and pointed his camera down at his cock while he started to stroke himself.

“I wish I were there to do that for you,” Elena said.

“You will have to fight me for it,” Haley said playfully. Cameron started to stroke himself faster, remembering how good their hands had felt wrapped around his cock.

“Looks like we will have to take turns,” Elena said.

“Or we could do it at the same time again,” Haley said. Cameron’s cock twitched as he remembered how intense it had been to have both girls pleasuring him simultaneously.

Knowing they didn’t have much time, they all focused on their task. Elena started to finger herself with two fingers, while Haley liked to rub her clit and occasionally slipped a single finger inside herself. After a few minutes, Elena was fighting to stifle her moans as she humped against her hand. She must have been extra turned on by the risk from how fast she got off. She closed her eyes as she approached her orgasm. She looked like she was about to cum when there was a knock at the door. They all froze up.

“Do you need anything?” The attendant said from outside the door.

“Yeah, I could use a bigger size on these,” Elena said as she stood up and grabbed a couple of bras from the hook on the wall. The camera was framed perfectly on Elena’s ass as she handed the attendant the clothes she wanted to swap. As soon as the attendant walked away, Elena went back to masturbating.

“Oh god,” Haley said as her orgasm spread through her body.

“I want to see you cum too,” Elena said to Cameron as Haley continued to moan. The smolder in her eyes and the desire in her voice made Cameron eager to obey. His hand was a blur as he approached his orgasm. Cameron grunted, and Elena said, “Let me see it.” Cameron sunk into the mattress and pulled his phone back so Elena and Haley could see. His first load shot into the air and landed on his pillow, while the next load landed on his stomach.

Elena moaned at the sight, and she propped the phone against the wall so that she could play with her nipples while furiously rubbing her clit. She rolled her nipples between her fingers, pinching and pulling on them. Elena leaned back against the wall as her orgasm hit her. She moaned loudly and had to stifle herself with her hand. When she finally finished, she slumped onto the bench. She looked utterly at peace with a contented smile as she caught her breath. She was still recovering when there was a knock at the door. “Just put them on the door, please. That was fun. We should do it again sometime,” Elena said to them and then left the call.

“Well, that was unexpected,” Haley said.

“You’re telling me,” Cameron said. Haley smiled at him. Cameron felt those same feelings he always had when he talked to her. They spoke briefly on the phone, going over each other’s day and saying how much they missed each other. It felt normal and natural for them to talk in the nude.

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It was 11:43pm, on Tuesday. My cell phone rang. Caller ID showed it was David. He lives in my neighborhood: Out my door, make a left, cross 2 streets, make another left, and his basement apartment is about two-thirds of the way down the block, on the left.

Fuck! He and I have an understanding: Whenever he’s horny, he’ll call. IF I answer, it automatically means that I am horny too, and ready (or will get ready) to get sexed.

“Hello,” I answered, my heart is already beating faster.

“There’s a Cat Burglar in the area…,” I heard David whisper.

He loved playing the part. Cat Burglar was our signal: My apartment door should be unlocked. All lights off. Everything, even all the lights on the TV cable box, charger light Everything off. The Cat Burglar liked to sneak in, get undressed at the front door, creep through the darkness, and find his victim in bed, sleeping heavily.

It had been about 3 months since I had heard from David, and I was horny as fuck for some of his freak sex. I needed to find out how much time I had to prepare: “When and where was he last seen?” I asked, my voice shaking from excitement.

“I heard he was walking in our area, about 15 minutes ago,” he replied, letting me know I had 15 minutes to clean my ass, get showered, unlock my door, and get on my stomach, in bed.

“Lock your door, and be careful,” he whispered, as he hung up.

My heart is racing. I sprint to the front door, UNLOCK it, then run to the bathroom, grab the empty enema bottle, fill it with some warm water, spit in my hand, pour my spit on the tip of the bottle, squirt the warm water in my ass to start the process. I tighten my hole to keep the water inside, as I leave the bathroom, and run around the apartment, getting naked at the same time. From my past experience with the Cat Burglar, I had learned to plug my TV cable box, and charger, both of which have lights, into a power surge protector; all I had to do was push one button, and all of the apartment lights are off.

The sensation to push the water out of my ass was pressing, so I ran back to the bathroom, and squatted to push out the water. Just a little dirty, so I squeezed one more bottle up my ass, brushed my teeth, then squatted and pushed the last water out. Clean. Cool, now I hit the shower.

David liked me clean, but nothing else. No soap as I showered, (just a good, hard rinse off), no deodorant, no cologne. I knelt down, squeezed hard one last time, pushing my guts out, to make sure no water was still in my hole. Clean.

Out of the shower, toweling off…I look Sakarya Escort and it’s been about 13 minutes. Fuck! I CANNOT afford to be running around if the Cat Burglar comes in my apartment. That would fuck up the entire mood. I needed to be clean, in bed, covers up around my neck, before my door opened.

I throw the towel on the floor, close the bathroom door, and run to the bed. I get in bed, on my stomach, as I pull the covers over my body. My heart is RACING, because I know what’s in store: David is a freak, and I never know what to expect, so every time is a true adventure. OK Tony, I tell myself, take 3 deep breaths. I inhale deeply, filling my lungs up, hold it for a brief moment, then slowly release it, emptying my lungs fully. I began my second inhale, and I hear my front door open quietly.

My heart immediately begins racing again. He’s here! David was always VERY QUIET. Once my front door opened, I could never hear him, because the first thing I realized he did was remove his shoes before he walked in my apartment.

He enjoyed creeping to the bed, untucking the bottom of the sheet, and comforter on the bed, and crawl in from the foot of the bed — that way he had immediate access to my ass.

I can feel the covers moved on the bed. My heart is beating furiously, like a fucking drum roll. I feel air flow over my body, as the Cat Burglar moves into position. He had trained me, months ago, that whenever he came through, he expected my back to ALWAYS be arched HARD! I was arching so fucking hard this night, my back was aching.

F U C K! His tongue stabbed my hole. I could feel his hands grab my ass cheeks, and pull them apart. Licked it. Tongued it more, then I could hear him spitting on my hole. As I said, David was a nasty freak. I heard him sniff in HARD, pulling that nasty, phlegm (like when you have a cold, that nasty shit) out of his sinuses, and then spit that right on my hard-pulled, open hole.

Then he started moving his way up my body, licking and biting my cheeks, as he moved farther up my body. My breath is heavy, and my heart is racing as I feel his breath on the back of my neck.

I don’t know the name of this particular muscle, but it runs from the base of my neck to my shoulder. David loved to bite, and suck real hard on that muscle…he knows that is my weak spot. I love being marked up, bruised by his sucking…giving me hickies. I like my back to tatted with hickies, black and blue.

I can now feel Cat Burglar’s dick between my ass cheeks, throbbing near my hole. David’s dick is nice. It’s Adapazarı Escort exactly 8 3/8″ long; I know because he MADE me measure it during one of our earlier sex adventures. It’s dark, almost a milk-chocolate color, with a nice, thick vein that runs down the middle. It’s nice and thick, like a Red Bull can, and gets even thicker as you get toward the balls. It’s cut, with a nice, mushroom head that gets bigger and shiny when it shoots it’s thick contents into my body.

My ass is still wet as fuck from the nasty phlegm he spit on it; I feel myself moving and positioning my hole to get closer to his pulsating dick. I can feel him biting and sucking hard on my neck, as he feels his dick getting closer to my hole.

HE FOUND IT! I feel him sliding inside me, not hard, not fast, but a nice steady pressure. He doesn’t stop until he’s close to hitting bottom.

“Ahhhh, be careful Papi”, I moaned, as I try to move away from his dick.

“Shut the fuck up”, he whispered hard, as he pushed harder, as my punishment for saying anything.

I moaned hard, as he bit my neck again, finally finding my bottom. I pushed even harder against him, making sure I could feel no space between his body and my hole.

Now he began fucking me. Cat Burglar liked pulling all the way out of my ass, not totally – the tip of his dick would always stay inside me. Then a nice, long stroke, back into my hole. He always liked hitting bottom. David could fuck, WELL! His dick wasn’t the biggest, but he knew how to use it, to please my hole as he pleased himself.

I’m still on my stomach, back arched hard, giving him total access to my guts. Cat Burglar has moved his arms, and placed them both around my neck, giving him the option of chocking the life out of me, if he chose to. I have my arms wrapped around his arms, trying to keep him from actually choking me. When David does this, I know the sex is getting good to him, so he’s getting ready to breed me. I can feel his feet digging into the bed, giving him more leverage, as he tightens his grip on my neck, fucking me like he doesn’t give a fuck about anything. He’s squeezing hard, and I’m pushing back onto his dick, as I try to keep him from choking me out, and his not knowing it.

“You like this dick?” he asks in my ear.

“Hell yeah, Pa! Fuck me, Nig!” was the answer I was able to gargle out of my throat, as I arched my back even harder, making sure he could slam me as hard as he wanted.

I could feel his body tightening up, and his stroke getting more deliberate, more precise. He wasn’t Serdivan Escort using his entire body to fuck me; he was holding my neck, his chest covering my back, his toes are the only other part of his body touching the bed, so the only part of his body moving is his dick sliding in and out of me, like a fucking machine!

“Gimme your guts Nig! Right now!”

David had trained me that when I heard him say this, that was MY signal to push my guts out AT HIM! I was supposed to push out like I was literally trying to shit on his dick. He explained to me a long time ago, and showed me in the mirror, that when I pushed out at him like that, my hole would open up, totally. He could actually see inside my ass, especially since he had already opened it up by fucking my hole. My rose bud would open up for him.

“Here Pa…it’s YOURS!” I moaned, as I strained to push out hard, and open my guts for him.

“Fuuuuck”, I heard him moan.

“Take it”! he yelled, as he pushed his dick deep inside me, shooting his babies deep in my ass.

When David would nutt, he would normally stroke me deep, and hard, then his body would spasm and jerk, uncontrollably. As he went through the motions of his orgasm, I kept arching, and pushing my ass back on his dick, to make sure I got his babies as deep in my ass as possible. At this point, I had already stopped pushing my guts out, for fear of pushing out his babies, which I wanted to keep so desperately in my ass.

“Damn yo. Stay still”, he sighed, and laughed. I could feel his dick still contracting in my hole. Each time it would contract, my ass would respond naturally, by squeezing back.

We stayed in that position, me on my stomach, his dick still inside me, as I heard him trying to catch his breath. His chin is tucked in the crook of my neck, and his arms are still around my neck, but not squeezing, or chocking me anymore. I can feel him relaxing INTO my body even more. I have no idea how long he fucked me…everything is unplugged, so I can’t see the time.

I can hear him breathing more regularly now. I think he’s sleeping. I need to move, but this feels so good, I stay still, wanting to keep this feeling for as long as possible. Occasionally, I will squeeze my hole muscles…in MY mind, I think each squeeze makes more of his nutt come out of his dick, into my ass.

I think I fell asleep too, because I feel myself jerk awake, like I’ve been asleep. It’s the Cat Burglar, pulling his dick out of my hole. I intentionally squeeze my hole shut, ensuring his babies stay inside me.

He slides back down the foot of the bed, gently replacing the sheet and comforter, and leaves my bedroom. A few moments later, I hear the front door quietly close. I settle deeper into the bed, ass still wet with spit, and millions of babies swimming around in my ass. The Cat Burglar has struck again.

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Another distraction? Of course. And why not if they contain a good story or two. But we are almost at the final of the first Katrina series now. Before we get to that final story, let’s follow the group on some other sexy adventures involving nudity and fun. First, we follow Mandara as she goes nude swimming in public for the first time. A fantasy realised. Then both groups that played Strip Chess get together for a Nude Cruise out to the Great Barrier Reef. The major purpose here is to develop Katrina’s taste for nudity and allow her to meet a new friend.

I’m not telling you any more than this so go read the story. – Sexy Sue.

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Hello from Amita,

We are still following the sexual adventures of Katrina. During the first few days at the resort island resort, surprisingly we spent most of our time on the clothed side. Yes, we wore our sexy bikinis and even went topless on one of the beaches, but of course, nudity was not allowed.

Sometimes the guys went over to the nude side for a swim and I think to check out the girls there too. Some times some of us women went with them. Yes, being the nude side, we were willing to get naked. Nudity there wasn’t a problem for most of us and even Katina didn’t seem to mind. And not forgetting the games of strip chess we had played with the nudity and skinny dipping that followed.

On the family side, most of the time, Katrina was only wearing her bikini. Sometimes she wore the matching short skirt that Sarvesh and I had brought for her which still displayed most of her beautiful legs while giving her a bit more covering than her bikini bottom did. Much of the time, she remained with only her bikini top covering her breasts, except when we went to a restaurant or club, she wore the matching cover-up. I must admit how comfortable she was going like that and she has a body that suited it too. Made many men turn for a second look but either that didn’t bother her either of she didn’t notice the attention she was getting.

The second time the guys went over to the nude side, Katrina and I decided to go too. When the other women saw we intended going, they all decided to come too, leaving just Hansini and Jenny to keep an eye on the kids.

When we went walked across the island towards the to the nude side, Katrina was wearing her bikini and the skirt. She followed Shanti, Lizamoa and I into the changing room. Lizamoa and Shanti stripped completely, deciding to go out like that. For me, I wasn’t so bold, I decided to go naked with only a cover-up over me. I was wondering what Katrina would do.

To my surprise, she reached behind herself and undid her bikini top. Still leaving the skirt on, she reached underneath and pulled down her bikini bottom putting both items into a small beach bag she was carrying. Now she was topless, wearing nothing but that tiny skirt, she followed us out into the nude area of the resort. It was obvious she was intending to swim naked like I was intending once we were inside. But going topless like that was even bolder than I was in my cover-up. I think it looked sexier than complete nudity too.

When we found a place, under some shade on the beach, the boys quickly suggested a swim. Lizamoa and Shanti were of course already naked. I just slipped off my cover-up and a glance across at Katrina revealed she had just stepped out of her skirt. All of us now naked, we ran down across the sand to the water. Sharon was naked too but for some reason Mandara and Mega seemed a bit shy. Katrina stayed back with the two women, I think to encourage them, while the rest of us followed the boys.

Leaving them, we all ran down in a group towards the water which couldn’t be called cold, rather just cool and refreshing against our naked flesh. The other two women had become brave enough to join us so we could all spend some time splashing and enjoyed the water.

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When we returned to our things, I noticed that Katrina quickly replaced her skirt. All the rest of us decided to remain naked. Later, when we went swimming in the pool, Katrina again joined us nude but replacing her skirt again afterwards again. Still a bit of modesty there, still a bit shy but no body said anything, just allowing her to dress as she felt comfortable.

As I’ve just mentioned, Katrina wasn’t the only one trying nudity on a nude beach for the first time. My good friend, Mandara, is now going to tell you about this same day, the first time she went to the nude side of the resort.

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My Fantasy – Going nude at a Nude Beach.

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Hi, it is Mandara now!

I can’t be believing after all the letters we have been making I have never been doing the writing. Yes, I have helped with some of them, particularly the one of the night I had with Mike, but this is to be my own letter to be writing so I am proud to be telling and you are learning, my own Bostancı Escort story to be told. Thank you Amita and Hansini for helping me writing with the English. Thanking you Mike for helping with the speaking bits and other naughty things we did online when you were supposed to be helping me. Ha Ha.

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Yes, I was fully informed this resort had a family side and also the nude side as well. (No surprise with that.) So for many months before I came to there, I was thinking about my body shape being on show in either the bikini or even being nude too. So I had been losing some of my weight and exercising until the day when we were leaving our house in India.

Oh the day we were leaving, I had just come from the shower room and I was admiring myself within the mirror and enjoying what I was viewing of myself. Yes, most definitely, I was looking so much better. Then Jeevan was in the room and viewing me too. He was remarking how sexy I was looking too.

He came up behind me while I posed for the mirror and reached around, grabbing to my breasts.

“Hey!” I mildly protested, trying to pull his hands off.

But he just grinned and held me tightly.

“You look so beautiful and sexy, Mandara,” he said.

I smiled. I was glad my own husband had said that.

“All the boys will be rushing after you in your new bikini,” he laughed.

“Well I hope not, only the few we know will be fine.”

“You’ll look great naked too,” he added.

Then he stopped to look at my face via in the mirror.

“You are going nude aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I replied. “I am thinking about it… just a bit scared… maybe nervous though.”

“You’ll be fine, Mandara. You look so hot naked. Look at you now.”

We both returned our attention to the mirror to review my naked body and I just smiled at him there. I did like what he had told me. My breasts, being of the larger size, looked good. My pussy, a full bushy triangle was neatly trimmed. My body colour is much darker than many of my friends but I’m Ok with that too. I was happy with what I saw and my husband admitting it too made it ever better.

“All the boys will enjoy seeing this sexy Indian girl naked,” he told me again.

Now his hands were lower. Down across my now flat belly, down on to my pussy. As he touched me there, I closed my eyes. It felt good. Yes, he had a reaction from me there.

He began pulling me towards the bed. I resisted a bit but not too much. I was concerned about getting ready. Amita and Sarvesh would be here soon and I didn’t want to be late.

Soon we were on the bed. The sex that followed was good but made us much later. It was a madly rushing getting everything done and the kids ready before Sarvesh and Amita arrived. As it was we were not finished and still rushing around when they walked in.

“Not ready yet,” Sarvesh said.

“We got distracted,” Jeevan laughed giving him a wink.

“Ah,” Sarvesh laughed. “That sort of distraction.”

“Sorry Sarvesh,” I said as I rushed past him with a kid under my arm.

“Don’t be sorry. With a sexy lady like you, I wonder Jeevan isn’t distracted all the time.”

That was nice. I stopped, stepped back gave him a peck on the cheek for that nice compliment.

“Now! Now, Mandara,” cheeky Sarvesh replied. “Don’t you be distracting with me too or we’ll never reach Australia.”

For that, he got a punch on his arm to go with my kiss.

We all laughed as we did the final few things. But I was pleased he said that. After him saying that I felt a lot more confident about the showing of my body. If two men I respect would make good comments about how my body looked now, then I knew I could be proud to show it off in both my new bikini or even in my nude self.

Amita helped with the kids while Sarvesh took our bags to the van. Soon we were in the van and on the way across the river to pick up Hansini and Mootie. Jeevan took some teasing from those in the van for making us late but funny, nothing was said to me, making it entirely his fault.

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We were at the resort on the island on the second day. Yes, I know. That is a huge jump, from India to the resort, with only a little row of dots, but Amita says Katrina is informing you of our journey so I will go straight to the main purpose of my story.

We were relaxing after the lunch when the boys made the plan to go to the nude side of the resort. I then heard Amita and Katrina agreeing to follow them also. I have been interested in seeing a nude beach and when they were going I was bold to be going too.

We went into the undressing room at the gate to the nude area and I was seeing Lizamoa and Shanti taking of their bikinis completely. Amita also became naked but then replacing with only her cover-up. I was knowing they would be swimming nude when they did. I decided I must be the same way for this as well. I saw young Katrina strip down to wearing just a tiny bikini skirt with nothing else. I realised that girl was willing Ümraniye Escort to go with the breasts being bared. That was very bold of her. I wasn’t as brave for that so I followed Amita’s example and wore a cover-up over my naked body parts.

I first took off the shirt and shorts I had been wearing and this was leaving only my bikini on underneath. Next, I was taking the top and then also the bikini bottom too.

“Are you skinny-dipping too?” Shanti asked me.

“Yes, Shanti I have always wanted to try at a nude beach and so I must not miss this chance.”

“It is very brave of you for your first time in public.”

“Yes but I must be saying I am a bit nervous too.”

“Well you’ll be OK,” she reassured me. “Once you get into the water it is not so bad.”

“Yes, I know. But I’ve made my mind, I am going to do this. And I am not going to be being just within the water either,” I informed her trying to sound determined.

So I put all my clothes into a small bag and just was wearing a cover-up over my naked body. I then followed the other girls out into the nude side of the resort.

We met the boys outside and I was happy to see the smile on Jeevan’s face. He was pleased to see what I was wearing too. Or should I say, to see what I was not wearing.

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Outside, Mike was among the men when we came from the dressing room. I caught him looking at Katrina.

“You look lovely, Katrina,” he said.

We were all fully understanding he was meaning her being topless with her freshly bared breasts was what he was admiring. But she just smiled shyly and thanked him.

Some of us women had noticed there seemed an attraction between those two which is a surprise considering they hardly are knowing of each other.

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In this side of the resort, we walked through the main area that had the restaurant and bar and then even some swimming pools too. Around this area, I noticed almost everyone was completely naked. Beyond this, there was a jetty and then finally the beach. We had decided to swim at the beach first. I think they were considering a few of us shyer ones but I was thankful for that.

There were a few dozen people scattered along the beach, most of them nude with a few girls topless. We put our gear down under some shade and then straight off they wanted to go swimming. Soon the guys were stripping any gear they had left on. Shanti Lizamoa and Sharon were of course already naked so joined them too. Amita was quickly the same way.

I looked over at Mega who like me still wore her cover-up but she still had her bikini bottom on too.

“Are you going in like them… nude?” she asked.

“Well I already have my bikini off,” I replied. “I have always been thinking to try this.”

“Going nude is very brave. There are many people here.”

“Yes, I know. I was hoping not so many people. But still, I am going to do it and be taking my swimming nude.”

“Ok if you do, I’ll do the same too.”

“You are brave too, Mega,” I tried to encourage her.

“Yes, I never thought I would very be brave enough to bare my body before so many people. Even if most of them are nude already. But now I am here, I think I can be brave enough to do it.”

With a nervous giggle, we pulled off our cover-ups. She quickly slipped off her bikini bottoms and then we were totally nude. I reached over and took her hand. She smiled at me, giving a nervous giggle. Beside us, I watched Katrina had dropped her tiny skirt too and was naked like us.

Three Indian woman, naked and ready, on show to all on that beach, ready to followed the others to take our bathing in the ocean, another first for all three of us to be nude swimming in an ocean. Still holding hands with Mega, Katrina beside us, we were racing down across the sand to catch with the others who by this time were already in the water enjoying.

So after all that dreaming about going to a nude beach, here I was. My fantasy was becoming true. It had surprised me how easy it had been to do. Once we both made my mind, I just pulled off my cover-up leaving me naked underneath. It may have been harder if I had more to remove, I would have had more time to think. Then once the three of us were running down the beach, we forgot about what we were wearing in the rush to catch up with the others.

Once we were in the water, the fun we were having occupied us but it was when we got out that it became more interesting. With us in the water and our clothes up under the tree we had to walk between the two. When we left the water there were people on the beach who were watching us as well. I think it was a surprise to see these naked Indians.

This for me was very sexy to be walking in front of so many people, giving the full frontal viewing when I was like that. Yes, I know they were mostly like I was, with the nude too. Yes I know, I had often said how I would be happy to do and I was doing too. But it was just a bit scary, just a bit sexy and just a bit exciting Ataşehir Escort too.

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Now once we had done that, we decided to return to the bar for a drink. When those others did not bother with the clothes Mega and I decided we could do the same. I placed my cover-up in the bag with the rest of my clothings. So now I was with the group walking around the resort naked. I think the only one of our group who wore any clothings was Katrina who returned to her tiny little skirt until the next time she went swimming.

When we arrived at the pool, this was with so many more people. This bar was different in that part of it was level with the swimming pool so people could go to the bar and sit at the bar without getting out of the pool. That was an interesting way of doing it, so we enjoyed this and stayed at the swimming pool bar for a couple of drinks.

Once we got out of the pool, I took a towel from my bag to dry myself. While I was doing I was noticing a man nearby in the pool, watching up at me. I was partly turned away from him and I first thought to turn fully away so only my back could be viewed by him. Then another rather more naughty thought came to me.

I told myself I was here to show my body off nude, well here was a very special chance since he was only a little way away from us and down below me, looking up. I decided I would dry off my hair and in doing this, I turned to completely facing him. As I reached to my hair with the towel my body stretched up and entirely exposed to him. With me facing him and my arms reaching up my breasts were displayed at their best, each crowned with my dark black nipples against the lighter brown of my skin. Lower between my thighs was my bushy pussy but lower down I had trimmed back the hair too. Not shaven just cut short with the scissors.

I even looked at him and he smiled to me. I smiled in return because I knew I had even parted my legs slightly more, making it like an accident, but giving him an excellent view of up to my pussy too. From where he was below me in the pool, I had no doubt he could view everything of my body. Yes, I was fully aware my pussy lips were displayed and I was happy he could see too.

When I was finished and as I turned my back so he could admire my behind while I slipped back into my cover-up. It was then that Mega came up to me.

“Did you see that man?” she asked.

“A man?” I asked acting the innocent.

“The man below you. The one in the pool below you. When you were drying yourself.”

“Which one?” I tried not to smile as I added, “There are many men here, Mega.”

“Oh, you must have seen him, Mandara. He was looking right up at you.”

Then I grinned. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “Yes he was, wasn’t he? And I was giving him the best view too.”

“You mean you knew he was looking at you?”

“Yes I saw him looking. I even turned so he could get a better frontal view too.”

“You didn’t, did you?”

“Yes, I did. I wanted him to see me. Every part of me. That is why I acted to dry my hair so I could remain longer and give off the better view of my pussy.”

“That was very naughty, Mandara.”

“Yes it was, wasn’t it,” I replied. “I saw he was watching up at me and when I was reaching for my hair I opened my legs a bit and I know he was seeing right into my pussy secrets too.”

“Mandara! You even showed him that part too?”

“Yes, I did Mega. I wanted him to be looking. And it is making me hot knowing he was watching at me.”

“That was so bold of you!”

“Yes and now I feeling a bit naughty and a bit sexy too, Mega.”

She smiled at me, then we both laughed.

“Is Jeevan going to get lucky today, Mandara?”

“Some man is, as soon as I can get one.”

“Oh, you are naughty, Mandara.”

“I know,” I giggled in reply.

Then I looked at her. Saw her now comfortable with her nudity.

“How about you Mega? Did you enjoy showing for the boys?”

“Well, yes I did a bit. I felt a bit shy at first.”

“I saw those two men watching you.”

“Yes, I knew a couple of men were watching us from the side of the pool. I knew they were interested in looking to us Indian girls and I was happy they were admiring my breasts and even my pussy too.”

“We must come over to the nude side again. I like showing off now.”

“Yes, Mandara,” Mega laughed. “So do I.”

I reached over and gave her a quick hug before I picked up my bag and followed the others towards the gate to the main resort.

Back at the family side, both Jeevan and I went to our room to shower off the ocean salt. When I related how I displayed my pussy to that man, he was very happy and quickly I found myself on the bed receiving another bonus from him.

* * * * * * * * * *

And during the remaining holiday, we did get to spend more times and have more adventures on the nude side of the resort. I know some of these will be told by others but I must mention there was the stripping chess game in which we all were involved and the nude cruise to the Barrier Reef which we were all involved in too.

At other times we just came over for a quick swim in which I always took the opportunity to be involved in a bit of exhibitionism, the showing off too when any men were close enough for seeing.

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i got off the bus in Providence and scanned the old buildings and the dismal streets, not feeling especially free. It was dark and i didn’t have more than $20 in loose change in a baggy in my pocket. i was wearing jeans and a tee shirt and a denim jacket. i found a park bench to sit on and held my backpack in my lap. my options were few.

i was hungry.

“Hey.”

i looked up and saw a man, older, fat, wearing glasses. He was wearing a gray suit and glasses. i gave him the best attitude i could muster at age 18. i could smell his need on him.

“Hey, yourself.”

“Are you…” he asked, uncertain. “Working?”

i gave him a doubtful look. i understood the question. He wanted to pay me to have sex with him. i had turned a few tricks in Springfield, where i grew up, the first couple of times i ran away. But i was far from home now, and i didn’t know if the rules were somehow different here in Providence.

“Maybe,” i said, smiling it him, hugging my backpack tighter, leaning forward. “Depends on what you’re looking for and how much you’re willing to pay, Sir.”

i hated the fact that the word “sir” escaped from me. But i was too well trained. He was a man, and i couldn’t help but see him as deserving of my respect. my father had drilled this into me since i was old enough to understand, and there’s no escaping such deep psychological conditioning.

The man didn’t seem to read anything into the word, though. He said, almost shyly, “Oral? Twenty bucks?”

i nodded. Then i looked around. There weren’t a lot of places to suck a guy off in the park without being seen.

“I have an office,” said the man, “just behind the Biltmore.”

i was new to Providence but i knew the Biltmore. It had a neon sign that was hard to miss and it was Bostancı Escort right on the edge of the park I was sitting in.

“Okay. Let’s go,” i said, standing up.

He was a foot taller than my 5’1, and took long steps. i double stepped to keep up. “i’m Katey,” i said, trailing him through the dark.

“Michael,” he said. “You’re very pretty.”

i nodded. “Thank you, Sir,” i said, the second time in two minutes. i decided not to fight it. The words felt natural.

Like i said, i wasn’t feeling especially free.

We reached his office building in silence. He nervously struggled with his keys and got inside the lobby, illuminated by a bare bulb. The office building was run down, but not dirty. We took an elevator to the third floored after more fumbling with the keys, we were alone in his wood-paneled office. The place smelled like Michael, only more so. My heart was racing, but i could tell Michael was just as nervous.

“Do you want anything to drink?” Michael asked and i accepted a glass of tap water from the bathroom sink. Michael sat in his office swivel chair and motioned me to sit in one of the two chairs on the other side of his desk. He reached into his pocket, took out his wallet and selected a twenty dollar bill. He handed it to me across the desk.

i took the money and smiled. i stood, removed my jacket and draped it over the back of the chair. i walked around the desk and stood in front of Michael in the dim light. He looked up at me with wide eyes, his breathing heavy. He simply stared at me.

“You are really beautiful,” he said again.

i could have disagreed, but i didn’t. i was too short, my tits were too small, my blond hair was greasy and i felt as if i had gone two days without a shower, which was Anadolu Yakası Escort true. Plus i was just getting my period. i didn’t feel beautiful, but this needy, sad attorney, Michael, said i was, and every time he said it there was a tiny explosion in my brain, and i believed him if only a little.

i took off my tee shirt, and he looked at my tiny tits, the barest hint of a grateful smile on his face. i knelt before him. He leaned back in his chair, letting me undo his belt, unbutton his gray slacks and unzip his fly. i reached into his boxers and two buttons later i had his half-erect cock in my mouth.

His cock was salty and small with gray and white hairs at the base. i got him to shift in his chair and got his pants off completely. He was now wearing only black socks below the waist.

i went in for a second taste of his cock and it was larger now, harder. i could taste some of the slick pre-cum and savored the smell of him. He was fat and had the day’s work on him but he was clean enough. i moaned, partly to excite him but also as an expression of my own excitement. i felt truly alive when serving men. i had a pride in my skills for pleasing men.

Michaels hand moved to the back of my head. He was gentle, my nervousness was gone. As tricks go, he was easy. i knew if i did a good job he’d be a regular. A few guys like him could set me up nicely.

i bobbed and groaned and slurped noisily. i fucked his cock with my warm, wet mouth. i looked him in the eyes and i let him know that i was enjoying sucking his dick as much as he was enjoying me sucking him off. my hands gently caressed his gray-haired balls.

He stiffened, and i know he was going to cum. i slowed down a little. Moaned slightly, and felt the first spasm of his Ataşehir Escort cock as he filled my mouth with cum, spurt after spurt. i swallowed over and over. It was big load and tasted like almonds and bleach. i held him in my mouth until his cock began to soften.

“Thank you, Sir,” i said, as i buttoned up his boxers, and i meant it.

“That was amazing, Katey,” he said, catching his breath. “Can I, um, can I see you again?”

“i think so,” i said, “I’m new in Providence and don’t really know the scene here. i hope so.”

Michael nodded. “I watched you get off the bus. I wasn’t sure but I thought you might have just arrived. Can I ask how old you are?”

“21,” i lied, and at his doubtful look told the truth. “18, Sir. my apologies.”

Michael nodded. “You can’t work the streets in Providence. The police will arrest you, or someone will hurt you.”

“It’s been working so far,” i suggested with a smile, pulling my tee shirt back on. Glancing at the clock on the wall i estimated that i hadn’t been in Providence for much more than twenty minutes.

“If you’re really 18, you can get a job dancing at one of the strip clubs around here,” said Michael.

“Don’t i have to be 21?”

“To get a drink, yeah,” said Michael, “but to work there, no.”

i thought that sounded wrong, but Michael grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and scribbled on it as he said, “Trust me, I’m a lawyer. Take this to Spurts. It’s a hotel bar not far from here. Give this to the manager and she’ll get you a job. Maybe even get you a place to stay.”

i took the paper from him but didn’t look at the words. i didn’t want to admit that i couldn’t read.

“And if you want, come back here at six tomorrow night,” said Michael, “and we can do this again?”

i smiled. “i’ll try,” i said. “Thank you, Sir, for everything.” i patted my belly and licked my lips. I could feel his cum inside me.

Michael smiled and began to put his pants back on. i grabbed my coat and backpack and found my own way back out to the streets of Providence.

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“These are the scuppers. They let out any water that may accumulate on deck. Sometimes – during the rush – you’ll have to come over here and kick fish out of the way so that the water can drain properly.” For the past two hours, Brent had been introducing Claire to the ins-and-outs of sea life. He would be senior deckhand on the fishing vessel Carrie Anne: this meant that Claire not only had to answer to his father but be responsible to any order that he gave. At the same time, he would be working closely with her and able to answer any questions she may have. “We’ll go down into the cabin now and ready that for the next opening.”

Claire followed Brent closely, admiring the grace with which he shifted his weight in response to the slightest rocking of the boat. In time, she too would develop sea legs, she’d been assured; personally Claire was not so confident. The way he stood on the balls of his feet made her picture how he must be flexing his knees in order to carry most of his weight with his thigh muscles. This made her, in turn, picture the strength of said thigh muscles, then what these must feel like wrapped around her waist…

With a gasp, Claire ran directly into Brent where he’d stopped and turned to address her. She’d been so involved in her fantasies of his body that she’d stopped paying attention by the time his actual body ceased to lead her. His strong, seasoned hands caught her forearms as he steadied her still-clumsy recovery. The firm touch sent a thrill through her body although she tried to repress her instinctive reaction. For a moment, when she was caught within the net of his arms, Claire felt his breath and thought he might kiss her, but he soon released her with a smile.

He turned away, and she was confused by this sudden rejection. It had seemed as though he too had felt some jolt when they’d touched, and he now did not meet her eyes. An instinctive and hurried glance at his jeans revealed a slight swell, the sight of which caused a warm tingle to begin within Claire’s panties. His self-assured voice began, “I don’t know about you, but I wouldn’t mind a rum and Coke. You game?”

“Uh, yeah, sure. I’d love one.”

Brent turned from the cooler that functioned as their refrigerator. “I forgot, you’re just eighteen, aren’t you?” He shook his head, seemingly amused. He muttered to himself, loud enough for Claire to barely hear, “Robbin’ the cradle…”

When he handed her the drink, they slid into the benches at the small, attached table. He asked her about her life; she asked him about his. Although it appeared that they shared similar outlooks on many things, they both seemed to be taking part in a charade. The questions asked and the answers given were not those that needed to be asked, and the heaviness of unspoken conversation triggered pheromones. When Brent asked if Claire wanted a refill, she did not waffle.

Soon her cheeks felt as flushed as his looked and their glasses were empty.

“Hell, you haven’t even seen the rest of the cabin, have you? Here, I’ll show you our little ‘home away from home.'”

He stepped smoothly down into the dark cavern that (she assumed) held the remainder of their amenities. He held out his hand to stabilize her as she followed him into the darkness, and continued flesh-on-flesh contact for a moment longer Kurtköy Escort than necessary. Once the brief tour of the head and storage was completed, all that was left was their bunks. The space was cramped; as such she could smell his alcohol-sweet breath in her hair and feel the heat that radiated from his body.

“You’ll bunk up here. I know it seems way too small, but you’ll get used to sleeping curled up. My dad’s bunk is down here, and mine is underneath yours.”

Brent seemed quite amused by her reactions, and his playfulness was contagious. Claire teased him, “Oh, I see. Yours is a lot bigger than mine. You need that space for entertaining ladies at sea?”

She was rewarded with a chuckle. “Well, rank doth have its privileges. Here, do you want to feel what it’s like?” There was a moment of charged silence before he added, “To sleep on the big bunk, I mean.”

In an answer, Claire climbed into his bunk. She could stretch her legs out to nearly their full length and there was enough room for one other person to curl beside her. He’d spread his sleeping bag out and the fabric made a silky rustle when she moved.

Brent stood for a moment and Claire’s angle provided her a perfect vantage point to see the outline of a slight bulge in his jeans. He seemed to consider for a moment before slipping into the bunk alongside her. “You see,” he murmured, “I have a little light for reading, and a cupboard where I can keep my necessities.”

He flicked on the light to demonstrate, and Claire was surprised at the intensity of his gaze upon hers. Until now he’d been relaxed, but his breathing was now short and she could feel the tension in his body as it touched hers on the shoulder, stomach, and thigh. She too could not seem to find enough air to breathe and licked her suddenly too dry lips. Brent reached over her to unlatch the cupboard then rested his heavy hand upon the curve between her ribs and hips. Claire glanced into the cupboard which was empty save for an unopened box of condoms. Brent flicked off the light.

The words that had gone unsaid since they’d met were now spoken with their forced breaths and their bodies. She leaned forward and met his urgent mouth; it tasted like sugar, rum, and something else, more intoxicating than the liquor. Her tongue lapped his furiously, finding excitement in the exploration of his cavities. She slid her knee between his and he leaned into her. His erection rubbed her eager mound beneath the fabric of their jeans. Brent’s hand began to slide in circles on her side, lifting her shirt slightly more with each lap. Soon his fingers traveled from atop the fabric to her bare skin, and then his palm followed. Claire lifted her upper body slightly, both to allow his better access to her breasts and to press her shaking body more firmly against his hard one.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to –”

Claire cut him off by thrusting her tongue violently into his mouth and snaking her hand under his shirt. She’d never been so sure in her life, and her body told her that she would regret not taking this opportunity. He responded with a moan and pulled her on top of him, rocking his hips into her sweetness with the motion of the boat. Claire broke off their kiss to pull off her shirt then again attacked his mouth with hers, sinuously Maltepe Escort rubbing her against his entirety. Brent pushed her away firmly, then crushed his mouth against her chin and down her neck. His darting tongue licked her collarbone and chest as his lust-clumsy hands fumbled with the clasp of her bra. She began to hum and moan as he suckled at her right nipple though the fabric, running her hand though his hair to hold him against that sensitive spot. In one deft motion, he released the clasp then moved his hands to her hips to hold them to his as he rocked into her. She wound her clad legs around his as his tongue furiously circled one erect nipple then the other. She’d never gone any further than this with a boyfriend, but she now tore at his shirt until he allowed her to rip it over his head.

“God…” Brent chanted, as if in prayer. “Godgodgodgodgod.” Claire had attended church intermittently through childhood, but she’d never found a savior who’d felt like this. Her loins were a liquid blaze, and now his fingers fumbled at her jeans, under her panties, into her her her…

Claire’s back arched as much with the pain of the sudden intrusion as the pleasure his body was now giving her. She clasped her hands upon his shoulders, her feet firmly behind his thighs, and rolled them to their sides. She tore at his jeans once the path was more cleared. He helped her by removing the pressure of his lower body from hers, then he ground into her with renewed vengeance. One of his hands was occupied within her moist cunt while the other pinched at a nipple altogether too enticingly, thus Claire found it necessary to unbutton her own jeans and dance them over her hips. No sooner was her cunt uncovered by denim than Brent moved his hips atop hers; the pants he helped pull down with a foot. This actually helped him thrust into her as the removal of the encumbering objects required the cooperation of their sliding, entwined legs.

Only two layers of thin cloth now separated her slick cunt from his straining cock. Apparently feeling neglected, he took her hand and moved it to his member, which she began to stroke through the restraint of his boxers. He moaned slightly and she felt the vibration as though it were attached to her clit. His body no longer blanketed hers because he’d raised himself slightly to get a better angle on her wet panty-covered hole.

“I want to be inside you right now.” He’d slid his mouth to her ear, and took advantage of the proximity to lick it in punctuation. His clever tongue thrust in and out of her ear in rhythm to the movement of his hips.

“I…I’ve never…” Claire began, as caught up in the sensation as she was afraid her admission would make it stop.

As she’d feared, Brent did cease his rocking and pulled his upper body off of hers, looking at her in the dark. His cock still rested against her panties, though, and seemed all the more intense because it was the only erotic pressure at the moment. “No shit,” he said unpoetically. She nodded, not trusting her voice. They lay for what seemed like an eternity, unmoving but stimulated beyond belief. They breathed heavily into one another’s necks, chests, and breasts, but Brent seemed unwilling to act until Claire slid her hands slowly down Brent’s body and under his boxers to place her hands upon Tuzla Escort his buttocks. She pressed him into her and rotated her hips slightly.

“I want you…in me,” she sighed resolutely.

He again began to rock in perfect unison with her. “I guess…I’ll just have…to be gentle.” As an afterthought, he added, “As gentle as I can be.”

They moved inevitably toward the unavoidable. Her hands slid to the front, still under his boxers, and she clasped his cock and fondled his balls. After a few moments of delightful exploration, she pulled his boxers off entirely and felt the entire length and girdth of him in her hands.

Brent, meanwhile, had yanked down her panties nearly immediately. After that rather violent action, he seemed to remember his promise and lightly rubbed circles upon her clit. Her eyes rolled back in the darkness, and a soft hum began deep within her throat. How did he know, how did he know how to touch her, exactly how she touched herself? She urged him to continue, so very aware that he was slowly moving his body closer and closer to hers, touching at the knee, at the thigh, at the, the…

She heard the ripping of a package. How had he apparated a condom so magically?

The tip of his cock rested at the gateway to her womanhood. He removed his hand from where it had so deliciously teased her clit, and now there was even less space separating them, just the strength of his upper arms. He panted into her and she moaned slightly as he increased the pressure on her engorged clit. She moaned slightly, wanting so badly the remedy that only he could provide.

With his face set in concentration, Brent aligned his hips between Claire’s parted thighs. His breath caught, he jerked forward, she gasped…

And it was done.

He held himself in position for a moment, allowing her to feel his length inside her tight wetness. Then he lowered himself so that his weight was fully upon her, chest to chest, wrapped his corded arms around her back, and pulled her in the closest embrace. She breathed shallowly when she accepted more of him, and then more, until it seemed that all of her was filled and she could not imagine being empty again. He relaxed his taut grip on her shoulders, exhaled, and began to move. She rose to meet him.

Their motion was as fluid as the ocean beneath them, and anciently powerful. Brent’s sleeping bag was slippery and whispered with their every rise and fall. Soon Claire’s moans joined the scuffs and lapping sound of the waves. Brent’s breathing grew ragged and he began to move faster now, faster.

She wedged her feet into the sides of the bunk and tilted her pelvis to allow more of him to enter her. She dug her hands into his buttocks and pulled him further into her. In response he pumped harder, exhaling heavily each time.

“Oh…oh…oh…oh…”

Suddenly, the friction of his cock pounding into her proved too much and she came. Her vision went white, dimly she could hear his moan as he thrust into her one final time and then they collapsed into the bunk, gasping and clutching one another. Claire’s hair stuck to her forehead with perspiration but she could not think to move it. Slowly, their breaths deepened and became more regular. She kissed his shoulder and he squeezed her gently in response.

Soon, they would have to regarb and return to land. Claire knew this, but for the moment she treasured the feel of Brent’s spent body on hers, perfectly fitted. Although she knew that her life would resume with the mundanities of the clothed world, for the moment she was sated.

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My nerves were shot. I’m not a fan of commercial flights, and that flight was a nightmare; Screaming babies, smelly seat mates, and turbulence to boot. The reason I was traveling only ramped up my nervous energy.

As soon as the plane was stopped and ready for passengers to exit, I grabbed my carry on and made my way off of the stifling tin can. Breathing in cleaner air as I step into spacious modern airport. Slowly exhaling through my noise, trying to slow my erratic heart.

I made my way towards baggage claim, frustratedly shuffling behind people with nowhere to be. I just wanted to see him, to meet him in person for the first time. I wanted to wrap my arms around his large frame and never let go, and those people were taking their sweet damn time.

I shouldered past a few stragglers to get ahead. I craned my neck to look for his brown hair above the crowd. I couldn’t help biting my lip, worrying at it. My eyes searched the space until I finally glimpsed him, standing a head over the crowd. His white button up was push up his corded forearms. His low slung jeans fit his muscular legs just right.

My heart stuttered and my face broke into a wide smile. My feet were moving before I made the conscious decision.

A foot in front of him, I stopped, looking him over. My mind burning in every detail. My cheeks flamed red when I realized I’d been staring for a whole minute.

“Hi.” I squeaked , peering up at him from below my lashes.

Then, I was in his arms. His big hands pulling me in. My arms looped over his shoulders as my feet dangled above the ground.

I nuzzled against his neck and kissed up his jaw; Smiling and grinning widely against his skin, until my mouth was hovering in front of his.

“Fancy Bostancı Escort meeting you here.” He smirked, a smirk that made my heartbeat tick up.

I laughed loudly, the way he intended, and crashed my mouth down against his.

The kiss was everything. It was so consuming that I forgot where we were until I heard a couple very unsubtle throats clear.

When we pulled apart, I looked around wide eyed. My legs were wrapped around him and his hands had a grip on the back of my thighs, very close to my round ass. I was thankful he managed to hold my skirt in a modest position.

We laughed together. I slid down his body, my curves plastered against him indecently.

“It’s nice to finally meet you!” I lay my head on his chest.

“You too princess.”

His arm wrapped around my shoulder, holding me to his side.

“I don’t have anymore bags.” I said, holding up the carry on and my backpack.

“Let’s get out of here.”

We talked, catching up as we walked hand in hand. My back pack was casually thrown over his shoulder.

My skin felt electric every time we bumped into each other. When we got stuck behind another group of lollygaggers, I tugged his hand and ducked into an alcove. Kissing him again, slower, with my tongue exploring his mouth.

When he pulled back , I was panting; barley able to stand not touching him.

“Wait until I get you to the car little girl.” He all but growled at me.

We finally made it to the parking area and it dawns on me he’s parked in a dark, secluded area. No sooner had he stowed my bags in the trunk , he had me pinned up against it. His tongue licking the seam of my lips, exploring my mouth. Wet and hungry kissing.

I sucked his tongue suggestively. Anadolu Yakası Escort The kiss morphing into more. His hands lifted up by my ass, setting me onto the trunk.

Then he proceeded to explore up my thighs and torso. They spanned to the side of my breasts, his thumbs rubbing over my nipples.

“Please. “

I fumbled to work his pants open, sliding them down enough to free his very noticeable, growing bulge.

“Please what, babyslut?”

I groaned deep in my throat. Whimpering at the way his nickname for me made my pussy clench.

I looked deep into his eyes adoringly. “Please Sir. I need you so much. My needy cunt needs to be filled.”

He hummed deep in appreciation, dipping his fingers under the waistband of my panties, teasing me.

I gripped him tight, sliding my hand up and down the impressive length. His fingers deftly worked up my skirt and ripped my panties off. I gasped. My ass stung where the lace had bit into my skin.

“I need to be inside you.” He grunted into my ear.

I nodded in agreement, my voice lost.

The cool air licked against my folds, slick and parted with desire.

His head teased the length of my slit; rubbing up and down with the fat crown.

“Please Sir.” I whimpered.

His hips shoved forward, my plump pussy lips opening and wrapping around him. The wetness making it only a little easier to fit.

“So tight…” he groaned as the head pushed into my hole.

I moaned. My pussy was stretched and snug around his cock. We stayed still for what felt like forever, eyes staring into each other.

My body adjusted, and I started to roll my hips, trying to take him deeper.

As I squirmed and gyrated, he gained Pendik Escort another inch. Each inch, filling me past what I thought I could handle. After an eternity he was seated deep inside me; Up against my cervix. I looked down between us to see where we were joined.

“Do you like seeing me inside you babyslut?”

I grinned and flushed a deep pink color, from my hairline to my tits.

“Yes Sir. It looks obscene. So sexy.”

He started to pull back and push forward; Leaning in to kiss me as he pumped his cock through my tight channel.

I squeezed down on him, eliciting a groan deep from within his chest.

My fingernails dented into his biceps, digging in through the sleeves of his button up shirt. My ass slid roughly against the trunk with each thrust and pull;

The wet sounds of our sex, echoed loudly in the deserted parking garage.

One of his hands wrapped my hair, twining it in his fingers behind my head, and the other hand slid between us. He worked my clit, pinching and pressing it firmly.

“I’m close.” I mumbled against his lips.

“Together..” he groaned.

My body coiled tightly, my tummy clenching.

I bit his lip as I came undone. My pussy clamped down tight around him, milking out his orgasm.

His huge cock flexed and swelled, spurt after spurt of hot cum pumping into me. My pussy milked him for every bit of it.

Sweat slicked us both, our foreheads pushed together as we both panted and recovered.

The gentle kisses on my lips, and eyes, and my forehead made my eyes glisten with unshed tears.

He retreated slowly, pulling back his softening cock, making my cunt flex once more. I moaned softly at the loss. I could feel his cum and mine trickle out of me.

He picked up my destroyed panties and cleaned me gently, kissing my thighs.

I slid off the car, his arms wrapped me in tight. With his lips on top of my head, I buried my face in his chest, breathing him in.

I sighed contentedly “So much better than the fantasy.”

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That week, we put our other sex toys to good use. Chad was partial to the anal wand; he made me fuck him with it a half-dozen times, in a half-dozen different ways. Personally, I was more into masturbators myself, especially when used in conjunction with a cock ring.

We both liked the dildos, which were still getting plenty of action. We especially liked to do what we called an instant flip: I would bottom for Chad while at the same time fucking him with his dildo, or vice versa. It was pretty hot to think we could each have the other’s dick inside of us at once.

Chad also stopped wearing underwear, and he started wearing a jockstrap instead. Nobody knew about it but me, yet he wore it all over campus. It got me hard just thinking about it: I loved knowing that his butt was freely bouncing around in his pants, while his package was safely secured.

Of course, when we were alone, I took fiendish delight in peeling his clothes off. The strap looked particularly sexy when it was the only thing he was still wearing. I especially loved being able to fuck him with the strap still in place.

By that point we were practically inseparable, even more so than before. Since I had access to his place— in the form of the frat house— I knew it was high time he had access to mine. So I gave him my spare key, and he immediately put it to good use. He brought an extra toothbrush that night, and over the course of that week, he brought over more and more of his stuff. By the weekend, he had so much stuff at my place that there were was no more walk of shame.

That was also when Chad started growing out his beard. I didn’t like it at first, because the longer his stubble got, the itchier it was. I actually avoided kissing him for a while, at least on the lips. But once his beard filled in, the itchiness went away, and I found I really liked it. It made him look that much more manly, which was especially hot when he was getting pounded.

With each day that went by, I learned new things about him, like the fact that he was farsighted. He could usually get by without glasses, but he did wear them if he had to stare at a screen for long hours. His glasses were designer, so they made him look cute and sophisticated. I asked him to wear them more often, but he wouldn’t.

Some of his quirks did exasperate me. Whenever he came home— either to his place or mine— he’d drop his stuff in the middle of the floor, where I’d always trip over it. He was totally disorganized too, so even if he just needed a pencil, he’d need to go hunting for one. He spent so much time rummaging through his things that I wondered how he ever got anything done.

At the same time, some of my own habits drove him nuts too. Apparently I bit down on my fork when I ate. No one had ever complained to me about that, but Chad kept bringing it up, so I started getting self-conscious.

“Just use your my lips,” he said at lunch one day, “not your teeth. Like you’re giving a blowjob.”

“That’s a helluva way to put it,” I said.

“Here, let me show you.” Then he climbed under my table, pulled down my pants, and wrapped his mouth around my pole.

“Oh shit,” I said. I could hardly see what Chad was doing, but I sure as hell could feel it. He was an expert at using the soft parts of his mouth: he ran his tongue around my cockhead, and he slid his lips down my shaft. Then he started bobbing up and down, and he sucked me as hard as he could.

“Mm,” he said between slurps. Then he took his mouth off me and started jerking me off. “God, I love this. You’ve got the hottest fucking dick….”

“More like the hottest fucking boyfriend,” I said.

Chad seemed to love when I talked to him that way. He went right back to sucking my cock; he stroked the base of my shaft with one hand, and he played with my balls with the other. His grip was strong enough to feel manly, yet tender enough to be pleasurable— which was exactly how I wanted it.

“Baby,” I said, “I’m getting close.”

Chad didn’t miss a beat. He kept right on sucking like his life depended on it. I felt his tongue against my pee hole, and at that point I couldn’t hold back.

“Oh shit!” I gasped as I busted in his mouth.

Chad kept going till my dick finished shooting. Then I felt his throat contract as he swallowed. He kept stroking himself as he did it, and I could tell he was about to bust himself.

I didn’t want Chad’s load to go to waste, so I joined him under the table, and I put my mouth on his cock. It only took a few seconds before he let off a grunt. The next thing I knew, I had a mouthful of sperm.

“Oh fuck yeah,” he said as his orgasm died down. Then he finally let out a deep breath.

I gulped down his cum, then moved up to his face, and I gave him a salty kiss. “Did I pass the test?” I asked.

“What test?”

“About not using my teeth.”

“Oh. That.” He grinned. “You got me distracted.”

“I didn’t hear you complain.”

“That’s because I didn’t,” he said as he gave me one last kiss.

I’d Sakarya Escort assumed our coming out was behind us, but it turned out it wasn’t. I’d never noticed how many people assumed we were straight. We kept getting asked about girls, often in passing, from people who didn’t have a clue. A couple of dudes found out we were Kap Eps, and they immediately asked us which sororities were hottest, and what the girls were like in bed. One professor even said something in class; she asked a few girls about their boyfriends, and boys about their girlfriends, without giving it a second thought.

I didn’t usually say anything, but that only made the awkwardness worse, since it made me feel like I was back in the closet. The alternative was to keep coming out over and over again, like I was caught in Groundhog Day or something.

One night I was writing a paper when my phone rang. I assumed it was Chad, so I answered the phone without checking the caller ID. “Hey,” was the only thing I said.

A split second later, I realized it was my ex. “What is this I hear about you being gay?”

I was tongue-tied for a second, but then I forced out some words. “I-I dunno,” I said. “I mean, who the hell told you that?”

“Fucking Kevin,” she said, “who heard it from your mom.”

I gritted my teeth. I’d never given Mom permission to tell anyone. “What the hell?”

“‘What the hell’ is right,” Erica said. “She ran into him at the grocery store, and he asked what you were up to, that’s the answer he gets?”

“Oh for shit’s sake—”

“Are you trying to deny it?”

I paused. “Well no—”

“Is that why you broke up with me?”

“No,” I said. “Back then I didn’t know.”

“How could you not know? I always knew I was attracted to guys—”

“It’s not that simple.”

“Were you thinking of guys when you were having sex with me?”

I debated how to answer. I had to admit I’d fantasized a little, not about gay sex per se, but definitely about orgies and stuff. The more I looked back on it, the more obvious it was that sex with her had never been that great. But I bit my lip.

“Okay,” she said before I’d had a chance to respond. “That’s all I needed to know.”

“Now listen—”

“You broke my heart, you asshole!” She was half-crying, half-yelling through the phone. “I wasted three years of my life on you! I swore I was going to get married to you, and have kids and everything—”

“Wait a minute. When did I ever agree to that?”

“Junior prom,” she said. “Remember how you took me out to the river?”

“I didn’t exactly propose to you.”

“You sure as hell made it sound like we had a future. You were talking a big game about being a hotshot lawyer—”

“Uh yeah, about that—”

“Now my mom is sick, probably dying, and the man I loved is gay.”

“Wait a minute—”

“What am I supposed to do now?”

“Look,” I said. “I’m sorry about your mom.”

“No you’re not,” she said. “You just want one more excuse to kick me while I’m down.”

“Kick you while you’re down?” I said. “I didn’t choose to be gay. Not that I’m complaining or whatever, it’s just… well, if I had to do it over again, I would’ve started dating guys in high school, which would’ve saved you the trouble. But you know what? I can’t undo that shit, and neither can you.”

Erica was silent for a moment. Then she cleared her throat. “I really cared about you,” she said. “I even told Amy, the last time I saw her, I hoped we could figure things out—”

“Oh God,” I said. “Is that seriously what you talked about? At Rosie’s wedding?”

“Yeah. How’d you know about that?”

“It was all over my Facebook. Between Amy and Kevin and Johan—”

“You talk to Johan now? I thought you hated the guy.”

Aw shit, I thought. I knew I’d said too much, but I tried to play it down. “He sent me a friend request,” I said. “I figured what the hell.”

“You know he’s a cokehead now too?”

“Cokehead?”

“Yeah. He was acting all weird at the reception. He was sweaty and jittery, and I saw white stuff on his nose.”

I frowned. I didn’t know what to make of that. I was tempted to call Johan about it, but I wasn’t sure if I should. I just knew I needed to change the subject. “Sounds like that was a hell of a wedding.”

“Yeah,” she said, “that’s one way of putting it.”

“Anyway, I don’t really know what to tell you,” I said. “I mean… it wasn’t easy for me to admit I was gay. But I got to be good with it, and you’re gonna have to be too.”

“Can you still say you loved me?”

“Erica, don’t do this.”

“Do what?”

“I have a boyfriend,” I said. “You need to respect that.”

“Is he anything like me?”

I debated how to answer. “Don’t go there,” I eventually said. “It wouldn’t be fair to either of us.”

“I still care about you, Scott. Even though we’re not together anymore.”

“I know that,” I said. “And I care about you too. But you and I are never going to work out. So you’re best off moving Adapazarı Escort on.” I felt bad even as I said it, but I knew it was true— and I knew there was nothing to be gained from beating around the bush.

Erica was silent at first. At first I thought we’d gotten cut off, but then I heard her let out a sigh.

“Listen, I gotta go,” I said. “Take care of yourself, okay?”

“O-okay….”

“I hope your mom is all right… say hi to her, all right?”

“All right, thanks,” she said, and then she hung up.

By then, my stomach was in knots. Her call seemed to have gotten under my skin in more ways than one. I wanted to talk to Chad, but I didn’t know how to broach the topic, especially the part about Johan.

I didn’t want to call Johan directly, so instead I checked his social media. I looked for any sign that he might be in trouble, but he hadn’t posted much. Of course, I also knew he went on gay websites, so I also looked for him there. I felt like a bit of a troll, but I couldn’t think of a better way to do this.

I ended up finding him on Vitruvian Men. He was still calling himself YoDude, and he was using the picture I remembered from Grindr. According to his profile page, he’d been using their forums for years, yet he only had a handful of posts. The most recent one was just entitled “Why”:

I must be a lost cause. Why is it so fucking hard to meet guys? I’m lonely as fuck but all I can find is a meat market, and I only seem 2 attract assholes. i can never get someone i like to like me back. every guy I want to go for stops talking to me after they get to know me and won’t even acknowledge my existence. I’ve gotten so paranoid about being abandoned that I am afraid to meet new people and then I fall into an awful cycle of self-hate.

I did hook up a couple times w/a dude I thought I liked. I actually knew him years ago, then found him on Grindr when he needed a quick fuck. I really liked it and wanted to keep doing it. I thought we could be bf’s, but apparently now hes got a bf of his own & doesn’t seem to want to talk to me?!? not sure why it bothers me so much. I mean, we were never a couple, so it shouldn’t concern me! But I can’t stop thinking how he’s got someone & I don’t, n its starting to drive me crazy, making me jealous and turning into a creepy obsession.

I just can’t figure it out. I feel like I’m not hard on the eyes, but it doesn’t seem like other ppl think so. Its so fucking pathetic. I dunno who in their right mind would ever love or have sex with me? I’ve never been in a long term rel & feel like I’m going to grow old alone. Nobody to share my life with. Fml…

I felt my blood pressure rise as I re-read the post. I was sure he was talking about me. Johan had no business complaining about me and Chad. Besides, he knew I was off at college, so even if I’d wanted to date him, it wouldn’t have been easy. Even if we put that aside, did he think posting this shit would make him seem attractive?

I tried to gauge if Erica might be right, if Johan might really be on drugs. It was hard to tell from his posts, though he clearly had his share of issues. His other posts were just as self-pitying as this one; they all kept complaining about something or another. A bunch of people had responded to his posts, trying to reassure him. But he never seemed to respond back.

Part of me did feel bad for him, but I wasn’t sure what to do. I needed to talk to someone, so I e-mailed Nick and Jay. By that point, we’d had struck up a pretty good rapport. They were the first gay guys I’d confided in on a totally platonic level. I felt like Chad and I needed more gay friends, and I figured Nick and Jay were a start, even if I only knew them online.

I had just finished typing up my message when I heard Chad’s key in the door. I scrambled to hit “send” right before he stepped inside.

Chad clearly knew something was up. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing,” I said as casually as I could. “Just… drama between some old friends.”

“That sucks,” he said. I hoped he was buying my story, but I couldn’t quite tell. He just threw down his bag and plopped on my bed. I tried to brush off what I’d just found; I shut my laptop and joined Chad on the bed. But I didn’t feel like doing anything— at least at that moment— so I just held him tight.

That Friday was my twenty-first birthday. I spent the day fielding tweets and texts, some of which were more sincere than others. My mom called me early that morning, which I appreciated, though I had other things on my mind.

“Mom,” I said the first chance I got, “did you seriously tell Kevin about me?”

“Well yes,” she said. “And I told my new hairdresser. It turns out he’s gay too! He’s fabulous, by the way. He gave me plenty of tips—”

“You’re kind of missing my point.”

“What— you mean about Kevin?”

“Well yeah.”

“He said he hadn’t heard from you in a while. I mean, I suppose that’s a good thing, if I’m not the only one being kept in the dark—”

“Oh Serdivan Escort come on—”

“It’s true. Why— did I embarrass you again?”

“Yes, actually, you did.”

“What’s to be embarrassed about? He’s your friend. And now that you’re out—”

“Mom, don’t you get it? I want to be the one to tell people, and I want to do it when I’m ready. I didn’t particularly want Erica to know, but… now it’s too late.”

“Well, I don’t understand how this works,” she said. “Am I not allowed to tell people what you’re up to?”

“I didn’t say that. But there’s more to my life than being gay—”

“You mean like how you’re thinking of changing majors too?”

“I-I… well yeah, I guess. But who cares about my major? Besides you and Dad—”

“A lot of people care about you, Scott. Especially on your birthday.”

I sighed. “Just… just don’t advertise this stuff, all right?”

“But Scott—”

“I mean, I’m cool with being gay,” I said. “I just don’t need to wave a rainbow flag or anything… and I don’t need you to do it either.”

Mom was silent for a moment. “All right,” she finally said. “If you say so.”

I had just gotten off the call, and was heading to class, when I got a text from Chad. It was a picture of him in the locker room, and it was unusually hot. He was wearing nothing but his gym shorts. His hair was wet, and it hung partway over his forehead. He had a come-hither look on his face, and he wrote: Here’s a preview of coming attractions.

I scrambled to hide my phone. I was right in the middle of campus, and I didn’t want anyone else to see it. I was annoyed at Chad at first, but then I realized I was pretty turned on. My dick was straining against my pants, although I tried to hide it.

I got to my classroom a few minutes early, so I discreetly checked my e-mail. I was still waiting for a response from Nick and Jay. But at that particular moment, there was nothing in my inbox— at least not beyond the usual crap.

I tried to focus on my class, but it was easier said than done, because Chad kept sending me more pictures. They were all of him at the gym, and each was naughtier than the one before. First his gym shorts disappeared, so he was just wearing his jockstrap. Then, in the next picture, he had his back to the camera with his bare ass on display. A picture or two later, his cock peeked out from behind the elastic. Then his jockstrap came off, so he was fully nude. Then I got a close-up of his boyhole, in all its tasty glory.

I could hardly contain myself. Chad knew just what to do to get me horned up. He knew I’d been fantasizing about locker room sex, and he knew I’d get excited over pictures like that. I was tempted to jack off the first chance I got. But I wanted to save my cum for that night, so I stayed on my best behavior. I knew Chad was also in class at that moment, so he had to be texting from inside his classroom. Part of me didn’t like that idea, but another part loved how dirty it was.

I finally got to see him late that afternoon. He picked me up from my last class, and by that point I was dying to fuck him. We locked lips in the car, and my hand went straight for his crotch.

“Woah,” he said. “Easy, boy!”

“It’s your fault,” I said. “After all that sexting you did—”

“I figured you’d be into that. Except you never sexted me back.”

“What did you expect me to do? Drop trou in the middle of a lecture?”

Chad wrapped his arm around me. “I’m just saying… you have a lot more naked pictures of me than I have of you.”

“Okay,” I said, “so maybe we need to remedy that.”

“Maybe we do,” he said. “But first things first. It is my boyfriend’s birthday.”

I assumed he was taking me to buy liquor, or maybe go to a cheap bar, but Chad wouldn’t hear of it. He insisted on making it a nice date, albeit one that would be up my alley.

He took me to a place called the Riedegost Ale House. It was in one of those old brick buildings that was now super-trendy. The waitstaff were basically hipsters. The drink menus were all on chalkboards, including kinds of beer I’d never heard of before. “Now,” Chad said, “I know you’re not one for shitty beer, so let me show you the good stuff.”

“So you’re a beer expert now?”

“Remember, I’m from San Diego.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.”

I nodded, and I thought of the Christmas break to come. “Do you still think that’s a good idea?” I asked. “I mean, with your family and all—”

“I told you, my dad will be gone when we’re there. He’s the one to be worried about.”

“I know, but….” I took a deep breath. “You don’t think it’ll be awkward?”

“Listen,” he said, “it was awkward last summer. Back when I was hiding what was up. Fuck if I’m going to back to that shit.”

“But what about your mom? Or your brother?”

“They already know about you. And no, I don’t think they’re gonna be weird about it.”

“Yeah, well, I thought the same thing about the Kap Eps… before Brody freaked out.”

“I don’t give a shit about Brody,” he said, “and you shouldn’t either. He’s an entitled little dumbass, and he can go fuck himself for all I care.” He fiddled with his coaster. “Anyway, my family may have issues… but at least they’re not like that.”

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Katie was a senior at the Rosemont Academy for Girls in California, having just transferred across the country due to her father’s job relocation. One of the perks of the company was a private education from one of the gender-specific college prep. schools in town, both were highly lauded and nationally respected. Katie wasn’t too pleased to be starting over during her senior year, so she made a plan to avoid everyone and just get out of town as quickly as possible. Despite her frustrations, she was very pleased with her classes so far and the school was living up to its reputation by preparing the teenage girls for placement in some of the nation’s best universities. Katie was on her way toward her next class, Advanced Spanish when she crashed into a student.

CRASH!

Katie scrambled to her feet, her chest somewhat sore but otherwise she seemed to be OK. She looked over at the other student “I’m so sorry, hear let me help you up!” Katie extended her hand to the small, petite girl she had just barreled over. She helped the girl up quickly and was surprised to see the Asian girl beaming a bright smile when they finally made eye contact. “Sorry about that again, I didn’t see you and anyways my name is Katie.”

“It’s no problem, Katie, I’m Mika and it was my fault,” Mika said cutely, still smiling at the taller blond in front of her. “But you might need to watch where you’re going, you never know what you might run into!” Mika said before turning away from Katie and soon disappeared in the moving crowd of students. Katie thought it was odd that Mika seemed so nonchalant about being knocked over, but maybe it was that West Coast California attitude. Katie rubbed her chest and inspected her school uniform. She huffed in frustration about having to wear this ridiculous outfit sometimes, but at least it was cute. She had a plaid skirt with black knee-high socks, a white collared shirt, and a blue blazer. She longed for days back at her old high school to wear cute shirts with her jeans that showed off her trim figure very well. Katie made her way across the hall into Spanish class and settled in to learn more about the Spanish language which she was already nearly fluent in!

Throughout the class, Katie kept itching her chest a little and noticed that her chest was sore. “That Mika girl sure packed a punch,” she said as she shakes her head to refocus on the test in front of her. It was a warm spring day in Rosemont, and she felt that the classroom must have still had the heat on because she was burning up. Katie found that it was hard to focus on the test, everything else seemed to be distracting her not to mention her chest was still tender and itched like crazy. She finished the exam and prepared her backpack to go to her last class of the day when she suddenly doubled over in pain and ran toward the girls’ bathroom. Once inside, she threw off her backpack and looked at herself in the mirror. She was sweaty from the heat of the last class, and her school uniform wasn’t helping matters either. The beautiful blond looked down at her chest where the tenderness was coming from and noticed that her blue blazer had two very tiny holes in it. Katie took off her blazer and found corresponding holes in her white shirt, which she opened and noticed her chest was red and slightly swollen. “What the hell? Did I get stabbed by something?” She said to no one in particular. There wasn’t any blood showing and it didn’t seem to be very deep, but the marks on her chest were very tender.

She was buttoning up her blazer and felt a wave of pain erupt from her chest that doubled her over and almost sent her to the floor. Her internal temperature seemed to be rising too, she felt warm all over and could feel the sweat running down her brow. Escort Bayan Katie struggled to get back to her feet and took another look at herself in the mirror. She moaned in pain as her chest felt really hot and very sore, she was unbuttoning her blazer again and noticed that the top few buttons seemed to be a little more taut than usual. Katie took off her blazer and she could feel the cooler air invading her skin, which felt great against her hot and sweaty skin. The young blond looked around the bathroom and saw that nobody was around, so she unbuttoned a few buttons on her white collared shirt and pulled back the shirt.

Her boobs were slightly swollen and were straining her B-cup bra, and they felt like there were on fire! Katie could feel the cool air tickling her skin, all the sweat was now cooling her off in the cool bathroom air. She immediately tried to find out a source for the swelling and began taking inventory of everything she had eaten in the last 24 hours and trying to remember if she was allergic to anything. Katie was drawing blanks as to the cause of the swelling, though it didn’t seem to be affecting any other part of her body so she counted that as a good thing.

RRRIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGG!

“Oh no, the bell rung! I can’t be seen like this!” Katie exclaimed and decided to hide in one of the bathroom stalls. Her chest was still on fire and she was stifling painful moans as best as she could. Katie could hear the bathroom filling up with other girls and tried her best to keep herself quiet as the other girls milled about and talked about boys.

“Have any of you seen Katie?” Asked someone, seemingly in a panic. The bathroom just got quiet and no one gave a response to the question, the girls just went back to what they were doing. “Ugh, well if you see her tell her that I’m looking for her!” The panicked girl ran out of the bathroom and the conversation resumed about which guy on the football team was going out with which girl.

“Who’s Katie?” Asked one other girl.

“Who knows, that girl was probably just looking for her girlfriend!” Laughed one of the girls.

“Why do you say that Allie?”

“I’ve seen that Asian girl around the school, she’s always checking me out. I catch her looking at my boobs all the time.”

Katie’s eyes widen at hearing “Asian girl” and knew it was probably Mika! Maybe she was looking for me because she knows what’s going on with my boobs. Katie patiently waits until the girls leave the bathroom and can hear the last class bell ring. She is about to emerge from the bathroom stall but another wave of pain forces her to the fall, sweat dripping off her forehead. Her whole body feels unbelievably hot and she can feel sweaty all over. Katie tells herself that this isn’t normal and she begins to feel very tired, her eyelids barely staying open. “This…this…ca…can’t…hap..hap…happen,” the blond says as she falls asleep on the fall of the bathroom.

Katie wakes up, her eyes shoot open and she takes in her surroundings. She is still on the floor and feels very warm still, though her temperature has gone down a little. Katie tries to get up and yelps in surprise at her chest, which has grown significantly! Katie shrieks and takes a seat on the toilet, looking down at her huge boobs hanging off her chest. They are still very sore but now the pain has been replaced with a pleasant warmness, something she’d best describe as butterflies in her stomach. The teenage girl gets up from the seat and nearly falls face-first into the stall door, unadjusted to her new weighty chest.

Katie finds her balance and exits the stall as best as she can, her boobs press against her chest as she wedges through the narrow door. She looks at her Bayan Escort reflection in the mirror, her upper body is dominated by her newly grown boobs. She tentatively brushes her hand across her exposed chest and shudders in reaction to the intense pleasure radiating from her boobs. Katie struggles to stay focused on finding help but her painfully erect nipples are so sensitive, she can even feel warm dampness emanating from between her legs. She slides her hand across her breasts, her skin feels electric as her dainty hand lightly touches the upper swells of her volleyball-sized rack. Katie let out a pleasurable moan and tweaks her nipple, her voice catches in her throat and all she feels is an intense pleasure.

“Foc…foc…focus Katie…get…help,” she says to herself and stops clutching her sensitive mounds. Katie studies herself and walks slowly out of the bathroom, her eyes adjusting to the darkness.

Katie doesn’t hear any of the student millings about the halls and realizes that she must have passed out and school is over for the day. The halls are darkened, the only light is coming from the bathroom. Katie knows she needs to go see a doctor, breasts don’t grow huge so suddenly, right? Katie grabs her backpack and the discarded blazer then starts walking down the hall toward the exit. She hears other footsteps and thinks that someone else must be here still, “maybe they can help me!” Katie says to herself trying to force her tired legs to move faster. She reaches the end of the hallway and steps into the light of the main hallway, only to discover that no one is there. Katie looks around very confused but still hears footsteps and they sound like they are getting closer.

“Hello? Is anybody there? I think I need…sme…help” Katie calls out to the neighboring hallways.

Katie turns around and sees Mika walking toward her, which Katie immediately feels a weight of relief upon seeing the petite Asian girl. Mika smiles brightly at Katie and runs over to her “I found you! Finally! Katie, I’ve been looking all over for you!” Mika gets close to Katie and her eyes focus on Katie’s newly expanded chest. Katie feels Mika’s eyes on her chest and blushes slightly, realizing that her chest is mostly uncovered for all the world to see.

Before Katie can say anything further, Mika quickly reaches out and feels Katie’s chest. “It worked! Yes!” Mika cries out, eyes full of pleasure.

“Mika…I’m so glad to…wait, it worked? What worked?” Katie exclaims as she bats the invading hands away from her chest.

“My breast growth formula! It worked! Your boobs are huge!” Mika says copping another feel of Katie’s breasts. “This morning when we collided, I was running to test out this formula on a friend but I just happen to run into you. When I collided into you, the injection must have gone through your uniform and into your bloodstream. I saw the injector wasn’t in my hand and grabbed it quickly from your chest and hid it from your sight.”

Katie couldn’t process this information, this strange Asian girl had meant for her to grow huge? But why?

“Mika, just tell me how we can stop it! I don’t want these huge breasts!” Katie said, still full of shock at Mika’s revelation.

“Oh…well that’s not possible. You see, this formula, it keeps replicating itself in your DNA. So, you really can’t get it out of your system. The good news is that it doesn’t look like the second part of the growth has affected you yet.”

“What second part of the growth? You mean I’m going to grow more?” Katie shrieked at the news.

“Oh yes, you’re going to grow much bigger. Soon, your milk production will kick into overdrive too!”

“NOO! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!” Katie shouted at the small Escort Asian girl. “You can’t be serious!”

“Well if you’ll just come with me, we can go back to my house and I can properly get all the scientific information I need,” Mika said, absently licking her lips as she stared as Katie’s bulbous breasts.

“I’m not your guinea pig you freak!” yelled Katie, finally comprehending the gravity of the situation and Mika’s intentions.

Katie began to run away from the shorter girl, trying to disappear into the darken hallways again and hoping that she could get away from Mika. Mika quickly ran in front of Katie and pushed the taller girl up against the wall. Katie was surprised how strong Mika was, as she was preventing most of her attempts at getting away. Katie could feel her breasts pressing outward again, which seemed to delight Mika.

“Oooh, they are growing! Isn’t this so cool? You’re going to be so much bigger too! Now, come with me and you’ll be safe…who knows you might even enjoy this!” Mika said as she got closer to Katie’s large chest, the smaller girl nuzzling Katie’s boobs lovingly. Katie tried to break free from Mika’s grip but seemed powerless to do so, she could only fidget while Mika rubbed her face against Katie’s growing chest. Mika extended her tongue and brushed it lightly around Katie’s areola, enjoying the crinkled skin and wrapped her mouth around one of Katie’s nipples. Katie’s mind was awash in terror and pleasure at the same time, she couldn’t believe she was in this position and that Mika was tonguing her breasts. Mika sucked a few times on Katie’s hardened nipple and was rewarded with a few tiny droplets of milk. Mika savored the taste of milk on her tongue and eagerly sucked Katie’s extended nipple with fervor. After about 10 seconds of suckling, Mika released the trapped nipple from her warm mouth and looked up at Katie.

“You taste delicious!” Mika said as her eyes rolled back in her head. Mika went back in for another taste and was so consumed with the task at hand that she loosened her grip on Katie’s hands. Katie fought to get free and managed to knock Mika over with her enlarged breasts, then she took off running down the dark hallway trying to disappear. Katie was running as best as she could, which was difficult in her current state. She ducked into a darkened hallway, trying desperately to avoid Mika who was in pursuit. Katie could hear Mika’s footsteps approaching the darkened hallway, but the young blond couldn’t see where her pursuer was. The sound of footsteps disappeared, and Katie spent a few minutes trying to calm her breath from running down the hallways of the school. Katie hadn’t heard footsteps in several minutes and decided the coast was clear, she stepped out from her hiding spot and make a break for the exit. She ran through the exit doors and was greeted by blackness and an arm wrapped around her face, suddenly sleep sounded like a good idea and the blond-haired girl shut her eyes while muttering “who…areeeeee yyou…”.

Mika appeared in the school’s exit, looking at the large man standing over Katie. “Get her loaded up, we have to move her quickly while we still can!” She called over to the large man as she started walking toward a black van in the parking lot. Mika’s mind was doing backflips, she couldn’t believe her breast growth formula worked that well and had tasted that great! Mika couldn’t wait to get Katie back to her lab so she could further examine the young blond and drink more of her deliciously creamy milk. The large man was behind Mika as they arrived at the black van and he proceeded to load Katie into the back of the van, while Mika went around the driver’s side door and took her seat. “Is she secure?” The large man just grunted in response, and the van sped off to Mika’s lab. The small Asian grinning in immense satisfaction that her experiment had turned out so well and saying to herself “Katie my dear, tomorrow you are going to be a huge hit at school when everyone sees your milky boobs!”

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