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Saturday Night Slut

beck on Teen Stories

Zoe rolled her eyes as Dawn went through the same list of excuses she always uses when they go out to the club together. “I’m getting tired,” “I have to work early tomorrow,” “My boyfriend needs the car in the morning.” It was easy for Dawn to go home early every Saturday, she had a boyfriend, Zoe thought. Zoe hadn’t had a boyfriend for months, and a series of failed dates and mismatches at work had pushed her from being hot and bothered, to downright delirious. She masturbated two or three times a day at this point; in the morning in the shower and at night in bed. Once in a while, if she was feeling frisky at work, she would let her hand slip down between her thighs at her desk. She would slowly gaze around the office, keeping a lookout f
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or her coworkers, while she slowly pressed her fingers against her clit through her pants. A lot of the time, she wouldn’t even cum at work, just finger herself through her clothes long enough to make her insane with desire. It made her nightly orgasm that much more intense, usually finishing herself off lying on her stomach, one hand gripping the headboard, the other buried in her pussy, furiously fingering her wet hole as she moaned into the pillow. On this particular Saturday, she was determined to get laid. She squeezed her tight body into a lycra dress that showed off all her best curves — a 34B bust and a perfect ass. Her flat stomach made her boobs look firm, and a push-up bra offered any onlookers an eyeful of tanned cleavage. Dawn wasn’t going to mess things up tonight, Zoe was too horny. If Dawn wanted to leave early, that was fine. Zoe could always catch a cab home, or better yet, find some hot guy to rub up against, and get a ride with him. There were a number of single guys in the bar, and with this dress on, Zoe had no problem attracting their attention. After walking around and making eye contact with one guy in particular, she went up to the bar to wait for him to make a move. “Can I buy you a drink?” said a voice. “You sure can,” Zoe said, turning around, “but...” He was slim, dressed in jeans and a fitted white button-down shirt. His dark hair and eyes appealed to her right away. “I’m Shawn,” he said. “But what?” They each took a sip of their drink. Zoe swallowed, licked a few drops of alcohol from her lips and closed her hand on the back of Shawn’s neck. She leaned in close to him and said, “but I’d much rather you took me back to your place to fuck me.” Shawn fumbled with his keys while Zoe pressed against him from behind. Her hands slipped down to his crotch, and she could tell Shawn was not only rock hard, but much bigger than she had even experienced before. He must have been at least seven inches, she thought, and his cock was still being restrained by his jeans! The lock opened and Shawn turned around to say something to her, but she immediately push her tongue into his warm mouth. Every part of her body was screaming to get free of that tight dress. She had purposely kept her hands to herself during the short drive back to his apartment — she wanted them both to be totally mad with lust by the time they got there. Shawn worked his hand up her body, up over her tits, and tugged lightly on her hair as he pulled her face away. “My roommate is here. We’ll have to be quiet.” “Fine, whatever!” Zoe whispered, “where’s your room?” He led her by the hand past Matt’s slightly open door to the bigger back bedroom. It wasn’t long before both were standing almost naked, Shawn in his boxers, and Zoe in her tiny, white thong, at the foot of the bed. They immediately start kissing again, Shawn’s palms sliding gently across her hard nipples, down over her stomach, and onto her hips, where he pressed her against his raging hardon. “Remember to keep it down,” he said. “Mmm, It’ll be hard to make noise with my mouth full,” she said, as she sat him down on the side of the bed. Zoe sat down beside Shawn and started to rub his cock through his underwear. Drops of pre-cum had already started to show, making his underwear more and more see-through. Zoe was desperate to get fucked, to have Shawn push his fingers into her dripping pussy, to feel his warm, salty cum in her mouth, but she also loved foreplay and teasing, and so she was determined to enjoy herself as much as she could. She ran her finger down his chest, hooking them under the waistband of his shorts. She could feel his pre-cum against the back of her fingers, and his hard cock brushed her fingertips. She reached in with her whole hand, gripping his seven inches while she pulled the waistband down so she could see him. The head of his cock was huge. She knew it would fit in her pussy no problem, but she licked her lips as she imagined how it would stretch her little mouth. A small gasp escaped her as she used Shawn’s lubrication to slowly coat the head and shaft as she jerked him off. Shawn began to lie back on the bed, but Zoe made him stay sitting up, and keep his eyes open. “Why do you want to close your eyes? Don’t you think I’m pretty?” “You’re fucking amazing,” Shawn groaned. I just want this to last and...” Zoe interrupted, “And the sight of a pretty, young girl biting her lip and jerking your cock off is too much?” “And talking like that doesn’t help either,” he panted. “Like what?” Zoe was a master at turning guys on. As much as she wanted to get fucked herself, she knew that was coming, so teasing was just going to make it better. She continued to torment Shawn. “What if I said I was going to make you look right at me, right into my eyes, while my little hand pumped up and down on your cock? Oooh, you’re getting wetter and wetter, Shawn. My hand slides up and down so easily, except for the head of your cock. My hand stops when it hits the head because it’s so big. Do you think it will fit in my mouth?” Shawn was speechless, but Zoe had all sorts of thought racing through her head. She could tell Shawn wasn’t going to last much longer, and she knew exactly what she wanted to do next. “Shawn,” she whispered, “I want you to come in my mouth. I’m going to kneel in front of you, and I want to jerk you off into my mouth. And I want you to keep you eyes open. I want you to look at me. So you can see my my hand pumping the cum out of your huge dick and into my sweet, little mouth.” Zoe knew that was all he needed to hear. He grabbed at the sheets as his hips thrust slightly off the bed and towards Zoe’s face. “I’m going to cum!” “Mmmm,” Zoe moaned, “Keep watching me.” Shawn looked down to see the first thick stream of cum shoot straight into Zoe’s open mouth, coating her tongue. Despite Zoe’s attempts to pump all of Shawn’s sperm into her mouth, as his orgasm rocked through his body, he couldn’t help but hit her lips and cheeks as well. Zoe, happy with the first huge wad of cum on her tongue, didn’t seem to care that much of it was now splashing across her face. He was cumming like crazy, she thought. She hoped he had enough energy left for her. Shawn stood up and pulled Zoe to her feet. She tingled as she realized he was going to kiss her, remembering she still had his cum all over her lips and in her mouth. She opened her mouth slightly, as his tongue slid through her cum-covered lips and met her tongue, and the taste of his semen. This felt absolutely naughty, and she loved it. She loved a guy who wasn’t afraid to taste his own cum. He broke from the kiss panting lightly, and told her to lie down on the bed on her stomach. She obliged, knowing it was her turn next. “Spread your legs.” Zoe parted her legs enough to give him a glimpse of her white thong, now drenched in her juices, hugging the lips of her pussy, and practically see-through. “Wider,” Shawn demanded. “What are you going to do?” Zoe asked, as she smiled and spread her legs and perched herself up on her knees, with her face on the mattress. “Drive you as crazy as you drove me just now,” he replied. He climbed onto the bed and in between her legs. She could still taste Shawn’s salty semen on her lips as his nose pressed against her pussy. She felt his tongue push against the damp fabric, searching for her clit. She moaned as his fingers found the edge of her panties and pulled them aside, exposing her wet hole to the mixture of cool air and warm breath. She gasped as his tongue touched her, drawing circles around her clit. She was so wet. She’d never been this wet. “Push your tongue inside me!” Shawn could feel her fingers against his chin as she reached between her legs. This girl was a nympho, he thought. She talks dirty, loves cum on her face and in her mouth, and wants my tongue in her pussy as she finger fucks her clit. Suddenly, she rolled over onto back, and slid her thong off completely, tossing it in the direction of a chair in the corner of the room. “Keep licking me. And put your fingers inside me.” Zoe was using both hands now to spread her pussy lips as wide as she could, giving Shawn complete access to her swollen clit. Her hips bucked towards the ceiling as two fingers pushed their way in, at the same time, his lips locked on her clit, pulling gently. Then both of his hands caressed up her naked body, across her tits, pinching her nipples. Using the fingers that had moments ago been fucking her, Shawn pushed them between her lips, silently asking her to wet them. This wasn’t the first time Zoe had tasted her own pussy. She had always loved licking her fingers after she came when she was alone masturbating. She sucked Shawn’s fingers as eagerly as she had his cock. He took them back and pushed them forcefully back into her hole, making her buck once again. “Ooooh, keep pushing and licking. I’m going to cum. Keep finger-fucking me, Shawn!” Shawn pushed harder and faster into Zoe, while he tried to keep his tongue circling her clit. Her hands had gone from her pussy to the back of his head. He knew she was really close, as she started fucking his mouth with her pussy now. “Oh God!” she moaned as her orgasm swept through her. Now one hand stabilized her against the headboard, while the other kept his head and tongue away from her clit, which was now exploding, and supersensitive. “Are you hard again yet?” she panted. “Give me a couple minutes,” he said, “You’re wild — I need to catch my breath.” Zoe smiled and cooed. She got to her feet, feeling wobbly and still very horny. “I’m going to find us something to drink in the kitchen. When I come back, I want you to fuck me, got it?” She leaned down and kissed him, but didn’t wait for an answer. It was on her way to the kitchen that Zoe heard something as she passed Matt’s room. Sneaking closer to the open door, she could hear the soft moaning and lubricated skin-on-skin that could only invoke one conclusion: Matt is masturbating... to be continued...

WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson VIII

Deathnote on Teen Stories

"Attention! Do not read any further if you are either too young, not allowed to view this kind of content in your region/area/whatever, offended by this kind of material, or related to the author by blood!" Spike announced as he read off a piece of paper. "In other words: Read at your own risk!"

"Disclaimer's kind of late, don't you think?" Sandra asked with crossed arms. "We're already on the eighth chapter, you know."

"I know..." Spike sighed as he crumpled up the piece of paper and chucked it away. "Seriously... related by blood? How's the reader gonna know if he or she is related the author if the author's keeping this a secret from his family?"

"And how will someone know if they'r
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e offended by this story's material if they haven't even read it yet?" Sandra added.

"Plus anyone underage will probably keep reading anyway," Spike added.

"Anyway... I'm finally in the story," Sandra said. "And I'm not happy about it at all."

"Ah... right... that part," Spike replied.

*****

"....." Asterisk simply stood there, staring at his desk with a blank look on his face. He had a bad feeling that something he would rather not find out about happened to the desk since he last sat in it.

"Take your seat, Asterisk," Mr. Smith said before turning around continuing the lesson.

"Uh..." Asterisk looked up at the teacher and noticed that, once again, he was facing the black board. He looked around and noticed that everyone else was either sleeping, whispering, passing notes, listening to music, gambling, eating, or any combination of the above. Noticing an empty desk nearby, he dragged his own desk over to it and switched the two of them. Unsurprisingly, no one even glanced over at what he was doing.

"Zzz.. call... zzz... yum..." Trent snored and talked in his sleep at the same time. His hand was on top of the two cards he had in the poker game he was playing at the moment. His other hand was feeding him cheetos even though he was sleeping.

"Psst, is there something wrong with your old desk?" Monica asked Asterisk.

"Let's just say... ignorance is bliss... some of the time," Asterisk replied with a nervous chuckle.

Title: WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson VIII
Class: 4D
Room: 104
Abra, Kadabra, Alakazam! Now you're... wait... those aren't incantations. Those are pok-

Behind Windroy Twelve Forrest Secondary School, across the fields, across the street, and twenty feet down was a creek with many trees and bushes on either side of it. There was a wooden bridge with railings that intersected the street and built above the creek. Since the bridge was thick and the trees even thicker, the spot right under the bridge was the perfect hang-out for activities best left unseen from public eyes. One particular individual was making full use of this spot.

Derek was standing there in the shadow of the bridge with a thousand page book in his hands. He stood atop a rock that was flat and had plenty of space compared to the other rocks next to the stream of water. He found the book in the school library after his bitch of an English teacher handed out the assignment for a book report, which was due in six weeks. That was barely enough time to even finish a book! At first, Derek thought about just choosing the shortest novel he could find, but then a certain black book caught his eyes. It was as though it was calling out to him. Before he knew it, he was checking that book out.

He was skeptic at first, but when he tried out the first spell he saw, the guy sitting behind him suddenly screamed out for his hair was on fire. Derek was startled, but managed to calm down long enough to recite the words to extinguish the fire. After that, he realized that the magic was for real and the book that proved it was now in his possession.

Ever since he was a little kid, he had always been fascinated by the supernatural and read all kinds of books about myths and magic. By the time he started High School, he gradually lost interest and eventually accepted the reality that magic did not exist. Aside from this, he was just a regular student with a normal social life and a hatred for English class. He had slightly curly brown hair, bright blue eyes, and a few freckles on his face. He wore a brown shirt and blue jeans.

"Let's see here... yeah, that'll be useful," Derek muttered to himself as he looked over the spells that were available to him. Fortunately for him, the spells were divided into sections and the index at the back helped a great deal. The first section that caught his eye, of course, was the one about manipulation. He scanned over the section and found quite a number of spells under that subject alone. The details and explanations behind each spell was also there, but Derek hardly understood them at all. It didn't really matter to him, though, since all he needed to make them work was read the incantations... or 'the keys' as they were called in the book.

Derek immediately heard someone approaching and close the magic book with a slam. His body tensed up and his breathing became heavier for he was anticipating this moment for quite a while. Of course, there was also the possibility that someone other than the person he was waiting for had stumbled upon this place in which case he was ready to use his manipulation spell to make them go away. To his delight, the right person had arrived.

"Derek?" Heather asked as soon as she was under the bridge. She skipped along the rocks until she was standing on the same rock as Derek. She had olive green eyes and dark chestnut brown hair that reached just past her ample breasts. At the moment, she was wearing the school's black and red cheerleader's outfit since she had just finished the cheering squad's first after-school practice of the school year. In her hand she held a note asking for her to meet her under the bridge after school. "Did you leave this in my locker?"

"Yeah, I did," Derek replied with a smirk as he approached Heather with a confident look in his eyes. "I just wanted a word with you, that's all."

"If you're asking me out, just stop and we'll pretend this never happened," Heather replied with her arms crossed. She remembered all through last year how she turned down several other guys since they didn't interest her and right now Derek was no different.

"I was going to, but-" Derek began.

"Then we'll pretend this never happened," Heather interrupted before she turned around and walked away. She only took a couple of steps before she heard the words:

"Prosternere," Derek grinned as his black book started glowing with a dark green hue. The light surrounding the book appeared to snake out and made its way through the air towards its target. Neither Derek or Heather saw the green light for it could not be seen by normal eyes. However, that did not matter to Derek as long as the spell worked and worked it did.

"What di-" Heather began to ask before she was hit by the green light. Suddenly finding it difficult to breathe, she dropped to her knees and clutched her chest. She was completely overwhelmed by the power of the spell as it seeped into her body and took control from the inside. Soon enough, her breathing returned to normal and the pressure of the green light lifted off of her. However, she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could not get back onto her feet and she could not raise her head high enough to see anything above Derek's knees. Before she knew it, her hands were on the ground in front of her as she prostrated herself before Derek. Panicking, she started thinking to herself, What's going on? Why can't I stand up? I can't move!

"Heather?" Derek asked cautiously as he looked down at the cheerleader's submissive form. If the spell didn't work, he wasn't quite sure how to explain what just happened. According to the details of the spell, Heather could not disobey any command given to her by Derek as long as she was within a 100 mile radius from the black book. Confident that the spell had worked, he said, "Stand up, Heather."

Almost immediately, Heather got to her feet with her eyes still downcast. With a horrified look on her face, she asked, "What did you do to me?"

"I made you my slave, thanks to this book," Derek smirked in response as he brought the book up for Heather to see. When he realized that Heather was still looking down, he said, "You can look up now."

"Sl-slave? W-why?" Heather asked with wide-open eyes. Her attention turned towards the black book in Derek's hands. Questions and thoughts about what was going to happen to her raced through her panic-stricken mind. Maybe I'm just dreaming. Yeah, that's it. Magic doesn't exist, so I must be dreaming.

"Why do you think?" Derek asked with a chuckle. Staring straight into Heather's eyes, he gave the simple command, "Take off your clothes."

Dreaming... I'm just dreaming, that's all, Heather assured herself as her hands took a life of their own. Her top was the first to go. She reached back with her hands and unzipped the top before letting it drop into the creek. Her red laced bra fell in afterwards, but unlike the top it was gently carried away by the stream of water. The next to go were her shoes which were kicked off into the water. Now she stood topless and barefoot atop the rock and only a few feet away from her captor. If it weren't for the spell, she would had hesitated at this point, but since she was unable to disobey the command given to her, the skirt was unceremoniously unzipped and thrown on top of the rest of her uniform.

"Nice... just nice..." Derek smirked as he watched the cheerleader expose herself one article of clothing at a time. His eyes were on the pert and ample breasts displayed before him. They were milky white in colour with cute pink nipples standing erect as a result of the cold weather of the fall. Her long and muscular legs were a testament of the long hours she put in her cheerleading and gymnastic practices for the past four years.

If this is a dream, please let me wake up, Heather was increasingly worried that she was not dreaming at all despite the unreal circumstances she was in at the moment. With trembling hands, she hooked her thumbs into the strings of her red laced panties and pulled them down to her knees. Lifting one foot at a time, she took off her panties and dropped them into the water. The panties followed the bra down the stream and disappeared from sight. Now her completely shaven pussy was displayed for Derek to enjoy.

"Heather, you have a smoking body. Just thought I'd let you know," Derek grinned as he lecherously took in the full view of the naked cheerleader. Without warning, he reached out and roughly grabbed hold of the breasts. He handled them carelessly and it didn't occur to him that his rough handling was hurting Heather. He took hold of Heather's left nipple with his middle finger and thumb and dug his fingernails into them. "From now on, you'll do anything I say."

"Ah... stop it! It hurts!" Heather cried out as she felt the pain go through her body like a knife through butter. She walked to back away from those hands, but she couldn't even move let alone fight them off. It slowly dawned on her that she wasn't dreaming after all. The pain in her nipple and breasts were proof of that. "Stop it! I can still scream!"

"Then I order you to shut the hell up," Derek replied coyly as he looked straight into Heather's eyes.

"....." Heather opened up her mouth, but no words came out. Terror etched across her face as she realized that she could no longer speak. She tried to scream as loud as she could, but it was as though her throat was blocked by a muffler.

"Let's see here..." Derek smirked as his left hand travelled south of the border. His fingers found the shaved slit and they forced their way in. As soon as he did, he realized that Heather was still dry in that area. Well... at least not as wet as he would had liked her to be, anyway. "Hmm... gonna have to change that. Exciere."

Oh no... what did he do? Heather thought to herself as she felt her heart beat faster and her blood boil with excitement. She found herself becoming more and more aroused by the second as soon as the incantation hit her ears. Her pussy throbbed hungrily with arousal and juice began to flow out in large quantities. She could not believe the intense pleasure running through her.

"Alright, you stuck-up bitch," Derek grinned devilishly as he brought his hand, soaked with pussy juice, up to the naked cheerleader's lips. "First, clean my hand with that slutty little mouth of yours."

Heather complied by opening her mouth and sucking on the fingers one at a time until they were clean. It was only because of that last spell that she was able to cope with the thought of tasting herself on her captor's fingers.

"From now on, you're mine to do with as I want," Derek grinned. "When we're alone together, you will not speak unless I tell you to. You will not tell anyone else about this. If anyone asks, just say that we're going out. Tomorrow, I want you to wear your shortest skirt with no underwear at all. That means no bra or panties. Now... sit down in the water with your legs spread."

Unable to resist the command, Heather stepped into the water and sat down. A cold shiver ran up her spine as soon as her buttocks and pussy broke the water surface. Conveniently enough, she was sitting with her pussy facing the current of the creek. In her highly aroused state, she had to fight hard to keep herself from cumming right then and there.

With the book tucked away into his backpack on the rock with his shoes and socks, he walked over to Heather and stood before her. Without anything further to say, he unzipped his jeans and fished out his cock. He pushed down Heather so that she was lying down into the water. Fortunately, the water was shallow so the brunette's face was still above the water surface. Planting his hands on either side of Heather's head, Derek lowered himself until he was right on top of Heather.

He didn't care that his jeans were getting soaked when he lowered himself into the creek since he was pretty sure the magic book at some sort of solution for that. His balls dipped into the water as he lined up his cock with Heather's pussy. Once they were lined up, he slammed his cock into the wet slit with a single powerful thrust. The cheerleader gasped with pleasure in her mind for she could not do so with her throat as it was now.

Derek felt the pussy walls tighten around his cock like a vice, though that did not stop him from pounding away at the chestnut-haired girl's pussy. It was obvious that he was still inexperienced, but that did not matter when the Exciere spell was at work. Heather felt nothing but pleasure from the rough fucking she was getting and the flow of water against her buttocks. Soon enough, both of them came at the same time. Derek pulled out and shot his load all over the cheerleader's flat stomach as Heather rode the waves of pleasure in the body she no longer controlled.

"I still can't believed it worked," Derek said in amazement as he stood up. His eyes turned towards his backpack, which contained the book that could change his life forever. A sly grin etched across his face. "The fun's just getting started."

*****

"Is your hair okay?" Monica asked with a concerned look on her face. She walked along beside Asterisk through the empty soccer field since their homes were in the same general direction.

"Yeah, it's fine now," Asterisk replied as he reached up and touched the part of his hair that was on fire. Despite the strong smell of burnt hair, there was little to no visible damage to it at all. "I wonder how that fire got there? Maybe I was doing that whole aura thing wrong."

"No... that does not make any sense," Monica replied. "None of the stuff you had done thus far had any relation to fire at all."

"True..." Asterisk replied as the two of them crossed the wooden bridge together. "It's a good thing that the training I did do was related to water. It's pretty neat. My aura feels like water. See?"

"Not quite, but close enough," Monica replied as she lifted her hand up to feel the blue light emanating from her classmate. She silently stared off into space as her thoughts drifted back to the training two days ago. *It took me a week to get an aura as clear as that, but he only needed one. Was it because of that placeor was it his own natural talent at work?

"Say... do you think we're be facing those demons again any time soon?" Asterisk asked. "Not that I'd want that, but... uh... you know..."

"You wish to test your strength?" Monica asked.

"Ah... hah... yeah..." Asterisk replied.

"Something tells me you will get your wish soon enough," Monica assured her friend with a gentle smile. "When you do, be sure to give it your all."

"Sure thing. I'll do my best, so... uh... do yours, too."

"Of course."

*****

The next day... in English class...

"Has everyone finished the first chapter of Jane Eyre?" Ms. Quartz asked as she held up the book that everyone was supposed to read for the weekend. When only a couple students raised a hand, she sighed and shook her head in disappointment. As she cracked open the book to the first chapter, she said, "We'll read it together, then. Everyone open their books to the first chapter."

Ms. Quartz had the appearance of a very strict and conservative teacher despite being only twenty-three years old. She wasn't that tall, but she was tall enough so that wearing a couple inches of heels solidified the air of authority she was well known for. A navy blue suit with a white blouse underneath and black skirt was her attire today. Her onyx black hair was tied into a bun behind her head and held there by a single bobby pin. Her sharp eyes were completely black, which complimented her soft and attractive face without taking away any of her tough demeanour. In fact, they somehow accentuated it.

"Psst... could you share your book with me?" Fallout, formerly known as Asterisk, asked the person sitting in the desk next to him.

"You didn't bring your book today?" Sandra asked with an annoyed look on her face.

"Yeah... I... uh... didn't actually pick one up," Fallout explained with a nervous chuckle. "I was daydreaming about Frisbee-throwing polar bears and before I knew it, class was over."

"You had three days to pick one up," Sandra pointed out. "Wait a minute, didn't you raise your hand?"

"Oh... right... now that I remember, I did bring it here," Fallout replied as he smacked his fist against the palm of his hand. He ruffled through his backpack, then pulled out ten sheets of paper that consisted of the first chapter of Jane Eyre. "Kinda sucked when she... what?"

"You read it off the net?" Sandra exasperated. "That's illegal, isn't it?"

"Um... oh look. It looks like everyone else forgot to bring their books," Fallout immediately changed the subject.

"I already knew that something like this would happen," Ms. Quartz explained with what appeared to be a patient tone of voice. She walked over to the grey cabinet at the front of the room and pulled it open. With a stern expression, she faced the class and said, "All the books are still here! You had Thursday, Friday, and Monday to pick one up at the beginning and end of class, but none of you did. Now... I want every single one of you to go up and there pick up a book. You have ten minutes to pick up a book and read the first chapter. Be sure to read it thoroughly, cause I'm giving a pop quiz right after time's up!"

"Now that I've looked closely, this isn't Jane Eyre. This is Jane Eerie; a completely different book altogether," Sandra commented as she looked over the pages Fallout pulled out from his backpack. "You're screwed."

"Eh? What? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention," Fallout apologized. "I was trying to figure out why Ms. Quartz didn't make sure everyone picked up a book from day one."

"You're kidding, right?" Sandra quirked an eyebrow at Fallout.

*****

"Eh heh... barely managed to get a passing grade," Fallout chuckled as soon as class was over. Coincidentally, English class was the last class of the day so he was out in the hall next to his locker.

"Seriously... what the f***?" Sandra scowled. "How did you manage to do that when you hadn't even read the first chapter?!"

"I don't see why you're angry when you've got a perfect score," Fallout replied.

"What makes you think I'm angry? I not angry at all," Sandra grumbled as she shoved her books into her satchel and walked away. "What's wrong with this class? Not just this class, but all those other classes, too."

"What crawled up her ass and died?" Derek asked as he watched Sandra walk away in a grumpy manner.

"Um... I'm not sure. Not as though she's the one teaching the class," Fallout scratched his head in response. "Maybe she's pissed about being the only one who actually pays attention in class?"

"Yeah... heard she even got a perfect score on the quiz," Derek smirked. "Speaking of the quiz, kind of sucked that we had to take it, huh?"

"Yeah... sucked, but it's not like it took a huge chunk out of our grades, right?" Fallout replied with a chuckle.

"What do you think of the teacher?" Derek asked with crossed arms. "Kind of a stuck-up bitch, don't you think? I had her last year and I gotta tell you, she's a lot worse than she looked today."

"No... not exactly," Fallout replied. The conversation suddenly became uncomfortable. He was getting a bad vibe from this guy even before they talked, but he figured it was just his imagination... until now. "I'm... gonna go now. I've got friends waiting for me."

"Hey Fallout! We're racing to the mall today!" Trent shouted down the hallway. Right after that, he was gone.

"See?" Fallout said before he brushed past Derek to go after Trent. He stopped a few feet away, then turned around and asked, "You're in the same homeroom as me, right? What's your name again?"

"Derek," Derek replied. "And y-"

"Oh! I forgot to mention! Last one at the food court's gotta pay for everyone else's meal!" Trent shouted down the hall before disappearing again.

"Ack! That can't be good," Fallout groaned before he raced off towards the mall. "Gotta go! See ya, man."

"Ah well... can't have too many helping anyway," Derek sighed as he walked off in the opposite direction. As soon as he turned at the corner of the hallway, Heather and three guys went over to meet him. The three guys were Derek's friends and they all happened to share the same certain English teacher last year. In fact, two of them had to retake English over the summer.

"What a slut she's become," One of them was molesting Heather's breasts from behind. "You said you did this with magic?"

"I still say it was some kind of trick," Another grumbled cynically. "You could've rigged something up beforehand when you made that tree burn."

"And the lightning bolt?"

"Taser... or stun gun. I'm tell you it's not going to work."

"I dunno... he took his shirt off before he made that lightning bolt. Probably wanted to show that there were no tricks involved... or at least I hope that's why."

"If it doesn't work, I'll just tell her I dragged you along, alright?" Derek grumbled as he pushed past his friends towards the English classroom. "Oh... and hands off my girl. You guys can do whatever you want to Ms. Quartz, but Heather's mine."

With that said, Heather was released and the five of them headed for the English room. As usual, the hallways were completely dark and empty after school. At first, Derek thought that maybe Ms. Quartz had already left in which case the plan had to wait until tomorrow. However, as soon as they arrived, there was light coming from the bottom of the classroom door which meant that the English teacher was probably still inside. Sure enough, as soon as the door was opened, Ms. Quartz was seen next to her desk, getting ready to leave.

"May I help you?" Ms. Quartz asked as soon as she noticed the five students suddenly entering the classroom.

"Of course you can help us. You can start by taking off your clothes, bitch," Derek sneered.

"Excuse me?" Ms. Quartz dropped her briefcase back onto the desk and approached her student with an angry look on her face.

"Just for the record, we didn't know he was going to say that," One of Derek's friend put in.

"You heard me, you little whore," Derek spat. "Take off your clothes or I'll do this to you. Ruptura!"

As soon as he said the magic word, the cabinet full of books suddenly exploded and shattered into several different pieces. The confetti left from the explosion floated through the air and the metal doors just barely missed Ms. Quartz's head. One of them grazed her cheek and left a tiny trail of blood, which basically pushed her over the edge into shock.

"Vallum!" Derek immediately shouted just before the doors reached him. A red wall of light appeared in front of him and stopped the doors just in time to keep them from slicing his head open. The wall of light vanished after a couple seconds and the doors fell to the floor with a thud and a clang.

"Wha... how... did you...?" Ms. Quartz's wide-open eyes fell to the metal doors as the small scraps of what was once literature surrounded her. She fell to her knees for she suddenly lost the strength to stand up.

"Holy sh**! That was awesome"

"Watch it next time. I think a nail almost poked my eye out."

"You just saw an exploding cabinet and all you can think about is a nail poking your eye out?"

"I'm more impressed by that wall, to be honest. Looked cooler."

"This is way more fun than just charming someone," Derek laughed as he pulled out his spell-book and started looking them over. "Course, I might still have to do that just to keep her quiet. What you think, guys?"

"Use the spell," All three friends agreed at the same time.

"Right... better safe than sorry, huh?" Derek grinned mischievously. He turned his attention back on the English teacher as he stood proudly over her. "Time to bid your freedom farewell, Ms. Quartz. From now on, you're going to be our cock-loving little slut who'll do anything we say. Prosternere."

*****

Man... what's this feeling I keep having that I should had stayed behind at school? Fallout grumbled to himself in his mind. He tapped his foot and fingers nervously while his free hand was scratching his hair.

"You know, I have seen murder suspects in court who were more calm than you," Monica commented as she gave her friend a concerned look. "What is the matter?"

"It's cause Rock eats like a pig, right?" Trent asked with a grin. "I've never seen anyone eat more than ten hamburgers before."

"For the last time, they weren't for me," Rock growled angrily. "They were for Scar and Horn."

"Sure... whatever you say, man," Trent laughed. "Next you'll probably say you need to feed that suit of armour."

"Maybe not, but he did say he needed some oil," Rock replied.

"No... it's not that," Fallout replied. "I just... have a feeling I have to be somewhere... but I'm sure it's nothing."

"Go," Tim said.

"What?" Fallout blinked.

"Go," Tim repeated. "I'll pay."

"Uh... are you sure?" Fallout asked as he stood up. "I'm really gonna go."

"Then go," Tim said again.

"Ah... I'm leaving my wallet anyway," Fallout took out all the money he had in his pocket. "Oh... right... I don't carry a wallet. Well... I'm still leaving all my money. If that still doesn't cover it, I'll be sure to pay you back. Thanks. Bye!"

With that, Fallout was gone.

"I will go with him. See you!" Monica said as she left the table to go after her friend.

"So... just us four left, huh?" Trent grinned. "Let's play public strip poker!"

Rock and Tim got up at the same time and left the table.

"I'll play!" Kera exclaimed as she pumped her fist into the air.

*****

"Woo! Looking good today, Sandra!" Gary, the quarter-back shouted from the football field. At the moment, what remained of last year's football team was having after school practice before try-outs. "Did ya come all the way back here to see me?!"

"F*** off, dirt bag!" Sandra shouted back as she rushed past the field towards the school.

"Is it true that you don't like guys?" Hal, the Tailback shouted. "Maybe we can change your mind with-"

"I think she's too far to hear you," Click, a Tightend and Wedge Buster said. "Practice is almost over and I need to head home soon. Let's wrap this up, shall we?"

"I can't believe I left my notes in class," Sandra grunted as she ran through the hallways back to class. She never noticed how creepy the school could be after hours until now. With the exception of hearing the football team practicing in the football field, the hallways were incredibly dark and quiet. For this reason, it was easy for her to pick up the light that was coming from the doorway to the English room. "Oh good. Ms. Quartz is still in."

My Prom

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It was a regular, old prom night, or at least that’s how I thought it was starting anyway. I had went out the night before and got my tux, but before that let me introduce myself, I’m Tony, I’m 18, long hair, probably to my upper back, I’m in a band so I like it long, I’m just under six feet talk and slender, with a feminine type body. I do get girls, but just knowing that I could pass as one if I really wanted to turns me on and I have to dress up sometimes.

    But anyway here is what happened, I got my tux and came home, I was so horny I threw on some panties and masturbated, don’t worry this isn’t the good part, then went to bed. I awoke taking my shower and getting out of school early to get ready, once again I

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was horny and thinking about the cute guys at school, so I just had to masturbate again, I marched around the house in panties all day, and fucked myself with a dildo later on, still not the good part.

    Well I finally got ready and went through the whole picture thing, dreading this all day with the parents and grandparents, finally my ride arrived, one of my friends and her boyfriend showed up to get me. I got in and we chatted for a bit until we got to the hotel the prom was at, she was about as tall as me and he was a little taller, we were all pretty good friends, and I knew they would be leaving early since we had a room, but they would want some privacy.

    We got there, ate and danced, finally they left, about half way through and when they did I made my way to the bathroom cause I had to pee, there were no boards in between the stalls and there were a few guys in there, none I really had my eye on, so I idly chatted as I waited for a bit as I waited my turn. Finally I got there, standing as I unzipped my pants, revealing my fairly small cock, only about 4.5 inches when hard, well I turned for a second and there is my friend Derek, at the stall about three down, no one in-between, and he’s standing a little ways away from the stall, allowing me a perfect view of his beautiful, semi hard, 8 inch cock. Blushing I turned around and finished talking as I zipped and washed up, leaving without saying another word to him.

    Just then the idea struck me, my friend, Daniel, the girl I arrived with, well she was about my build, she was obviously by now naked, if I could wear her dress, I could get Derek, not as Tony, but as Toni. With my plan already brewing I ran upstairs and stopped at the door of the room "Oh crud" I thought, why was I hear, what was my excuse, and how would I get back out...Just then I struck me, I knocked, Daniel answered, with a sheet around her "Damnit Tony!" She yelled.

"Look" I said "I really need to get in, I REALLY don’t feel well and I’m not comfortable using the bathroom downstairs, I promise I'll be quick and you wont even know that I left, I wont interrupt you guys I promise."

"You already did, so what the hell, c'mon..."She sighed and let me in as I rushed into the bathroom, just as I thought, her dress, and make-up sitting there, the must have taken a shower together. I grinned as I pulled the dress off the rack, just hoping to god, yes! her panties and bra were on the floor, she had almost no boobs, so I would fit in it almost perfectly.

    With that I went to work, I checked my legs that were already shaved from my feminine adventures the day before, in fact all my body hair was gone, and my facial hair already shaved short. With that I tucked my penis away, pushing my balls into my body and slipping the panties, hoping it would stay. Clasping the bra, I put on the dress, put on some make-up and put my hair up, looking at my watch I gasped, three quarters of the way over! I groaned as I quickly did my nails and borrowed Daniels shoes, running out quickly, I sighed as I finally reached the elevator. "So far so Good..."

    I Took a deep breath as I walked out of the elevator and into the prom, no one seemed to see me enter, I pushed my way to the middle of the dance floor and saw him finally, about two inches taller than me without heels, he was about my height now, I slowly made my way over and started dancing near him, hoping to get his attention. Finally I did as he moved over, slowly putting his hands on my hips from behind, as I jumped praying that it was his hands and not someone else’s, I smiled and started to dance, saying nothing until a few songs had passed and a slow one started, he asked me to dance, I nodded and put my arms around his neck, a moment later he started the questioning, asking who I was where I was from, why I was here. I lied to all of his questions...I was Toni, I was from a town a few miles away, I had a date but he left like an ass and I decided to stay, all of which were told in a fairly feminine voice.

     As the prom came to an end, he told me that he had a room, that he had planned on having a party in, but would rather just me come up with him for a bit, I smiled and agreed, faking a sniffle, pretending I was upset and vulnerable. We rode up the elevator and I smiled, scooting close to him as he put his arms around me, my eyes closing as I kissed his neck  and cheek gently, his hands roaming to grip my bottom tightly as I jumped and kissed his lips.

    The elevator then opened to an older couple glaring and stepping on, going to the same floor that we were, we both smiled as they mumbled a few things, obviously derogatory towards 'us kids'. We stepped off before then and walked to his room, walking in I kicked off my shoes and sat on the bed as he took off most of his tux, besides his pants and t-shirt. I smiled at him, with my painted lips as I kissed him again, rubbing my hand down his muscular chest towards hi crotch, running my painted fingernails over his crotch I moaned in his lips as I grasped his semi hard cock, rubbing it up and down as it sprung to attention, to its full 8 inches, just seeing it made my own tiny cock strain at their pantied prison.

    I moaned as I felt it strain and slowly got to my knees, his hands resting on the sides of my head as I Slowly licked up his cock, wrapping my lips around his head as he let out a loud moan, and I slowly slid my lips down his cock, pulling them up, rubbing my tongue along the underside of his cock and around the head. "Mmm...Your so fucking good" He moaned as I continued this. After a few moments I stopped and looked up.

"I have to tell you something Derek..."

"What is it?...Is something wrong?"

"Y...Yes..."I turned away blushing..."I’m not who you think I am Derek..."

"What do you mean I just met you Toni..."

"No you didn’t...I've been in your history class all year...And...I...I saw your cock tonight in the bathroom and just had to have it..."

"W..Wait...So...I should have seen it, especially when you turned around and blushed in the bathroom..." Smiling he put his hand under my chin and kissed me, as a few tears ran down my cheek.

"You aren’t mad?" He shook his head and smiled.

"I always thought you’d make a cute girl...And you do..."With that he threw me down on the bed and got on all fours over me, pushing the dress up over my crotch, as he pulled my panties down and threw them off, my four inch cock springing to life as he did, he blushed some and laughed as he saw my dick, my face turning bright red as he spoke.” Its fine...A girl should have a big ol' dick anyway...especially not one that’s gunna be my new girlfriend..."My eyes lit up as I smiled and hugged his neck, wrapping my legs around his waist as he pulled out a tube of KY jelly, smearing it on his dick, then a little on my hole as he put a finger in, then two. He pulled them out, as he slowly replaced it with his the head of his cock, which slowly turned to his whole eight inch shaft, filling my rectum.

"Oh...Derek...!" I moaned as I bucked my hips, holding onto him tightly, my dildo was only five inches, and half as thick, slowly he started to move, pulling out, then pushing back in hard. He did this for a few moments before speeding up, tensing after a few moments of this as I felt his warm sticky cum fill my ass. I let out a long sigh as my eyes closed and we fell asleep like that, Daniel never did get her dress back, it was kind of messy when we got done, so I paid her back for it, I wanted it as a souvenir as my first bisexual encounter, and of my first boyfriend.

To be continued, leave me some feed back, if it gets good ratings I'll continue...

The End Is Near

greatnarf on Sex Stories

Her hair was a bright auburn in the light of the sun, cascading over her shoulders to hug close the curves of her figure. She smiled and laughed, her eyes bright with good cheer, her cheeks red rose against the porcelain of her delicate skin. He noticed everything about her, not merely the features that were open for all to see, but those little nuances of her physical character that he believed were his alone.

The way she tossed her hair out of her face with a look of mock-exasperation touching her features. The little way that she had of falling into moments of deep thought, dead to the world, yet a half smile remaining upon her lips as if at some untold joke that was known only to her. Sometimes he felt he could understand that joke. The bell rang, and he was jolted unceremoni

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ously from his reverie. He looked about him at the hundreds of anonymous students making their way into the cafeteria, the sounds of their steps uneven, and yet oddly rhythmic. Joining in, he shook the final tatters of his fantasy from his mind, though still snuck glimpses of her as he moved with the crowd – his nameless beauty. Served on a tray that had seen better days was a substance that just barely qualified as food, a grey-green mush of sorts, touted as “Mash” by the culinary masters behind the plastic sneeze-protectors. Rather than digging in voraciously as many of his fellows, he toyed with the food, idly twirling a fork.

At 5”9, he was average in almost every way. Though he never did excel at anything, neither was he particularly lacking in any area. “Just average”; the catch-cry of his existence. Yet there was one thing that he believed did single him out – his dreams. He fantasized about other places, of freedom, contentment. He slipped into a world of fantasy with ease, and he considered it a blessing. He spent many hours wondering if any of these people, his compatriots in this ant farm, ever did the same, for though he liked the concept of its uniqueness, it was nonetheless a uniqueness he would be delighted to share. Sighing disconsolately, he began to fork the “Mash” into his mouth, barely raising his eyes from the tray in front of him. He had long since given up on having any form of meaningful conversation in these enforced lunch hours, and merely gave himself the sustenance necessary to survive the rest of the day. And the day after that. And the day after that. Routine can be broken.

Later he could not remember which came first, the reverberating shot or the screams. His head darted up from his plate, yet he could see nothing for all the people standing and attempting to push through one another towards any exit. His instincts took over, and he found himself running full-pelt to the door, skidding into the corridor as the screams rising again in a cacophony of wailing. Shots began to fire more rapidly, and the screams rose to a crescendo. Running down the hall, he heard the door he had burst through before being opened violently, and he quickly spun to the nearest stairwell, belting up the stairs, his breathing ragged. Spinning on his heel, he ran directly into someone standing stock-still on the stairs, bowling them both over. He sat down hard on the floor, afraid to breathe, his heart beating out of his chest. But it was her. Staring at him in a state of shock and with an utter lack of recognition, she seemed further traumatized by the recognition that must have shone in his eyes.

Thinking quickly, he whispered hoarsely, “Please, you have to get up; we have to find somewhere safe!” The word “safe” appeared to jolt her, as she flew to her feet, and began to follow him once more up the winding stairs. Standing at the second level, all that was noticeable was the faraway screams of fear and pain, yet no immediate danger. Most must have run to safety in the adjoining buildings to the first floor, he thought idly, all the while looking for some safe haven of their own. And yet even in these moments of panic, as fear raced through his body entwined with grief for those he was helpless to aid, it was infused with a sense of wonder that she would be here with him. It was as if the colours of life had broken through the gray haze of routine like sun rays through the morning pall. “Please hide…please hide…” He could now hear her faintly whispering to him, though he could assume it was as much a request for her own body to find the will to go on.

His eyes darting, he suddenly saw their safe haven. It verily glowed in the sheen of the corridors – He ran haggardly for it with her in tow, his hand lightly grasping hers as one would a rare bird. Time seemed to cease to exist in the janitor’s closet. Just enough light slipped through the cracks around the door to illuminate their faces, but it was a dead world. He found himself wondering in the silence whether he had in fact been shot in the first barrage, and this was death – yet the sound of sobbing quickly dispelled that notion. He glanced to her, glimpsing her tear-streaked face through the shadows of the mops and buckets. She seemed to stare at him, and it was at this moment that he realized that he himself was crying – what irony, he thought, I don’t remember this from any fantasy I’ve ever weaved.

Yet she seemed to sob ever harder, their combined grief accentuating rather than alleviating her distress. Breathing deeply, he reached out a single, shaking hand and wiped the back of his palm over one glistening cheek. She jolted at the sensation, but did not pull away. Emboldened slightly, he moved forward, both from desire to comfort her, and to do the same for himself – he was no hero, he held no pretences in that regard. He was just a scared boy, with a scared girl, praying to a God in a school in which prayer is criminal.

Strong arms encircled her, pulling her towards his warmth. Some comfort of human contact registered in her grief-baffled mind, and she turned her glistening eyes up to his – the shimmering blue skies of his eyes glancing off the emerald oceans of hers. She felt something inside her change in that moment, the fear, not leaving, but changing into passionate desire.

A need to feel something else, something intense to drown out all of the voices that screamed in her head as much as they did in his. Her pouting lips raised to his, and he tentatively lowered his head to hers, cushioning them upon his own; warmth rolled between them as all other thoughts moved into the background. The fear, however, stayed in the foreground, mirrored in the intensity of their kiss, their tongues darting and massaging with fevered passion born of the knowledge of impending disaster.

His hands clasped clumsily at the back of her dress, but she lightly pushed him away, standing in the cramped space and slowly removing her clothing, a virgin bride upon her wedding night. He stared in awe at the sight that was achingly slowly revealed, his manhood, already straining against the fabric of his pants, almost painful with unquenched desire. He stood with her in the dark, and took her into his arms; he lay her back upon the cool stone floor almost reverently, his eyes never leaving hers. And like a child who has just learned how fragile an object can be, he began to gently move his hands down her body, while she closed her eyes, her forehead hot with restrained desire. With the back of his palm he traced down from her neck, taking a moment to lean down and kiss the nape o so tenderly.

His hand continued to journey down her body, circling the mounds of her breasts – with one lone finger, he traced the bumps of her rose-petal nipples, and unable to restrain himself, leaned in to gently suckle upon them. The passionate fear had transformed, and in this room in which time had stopped, they were free – they were in a limbo between life and death. She raised to his wanting mouth, and his tongue danced in circles around the hardening bud. His hands continued to wander down, brushing against her sweet belly, feeling her buck towards his hand as it lowered so slowly to the source of her passion, his desire.

He broke away from her breast and gazed into her eyes as he gently moved his hand just around the outside of her glistening wetness, and felt her shiver beneath him. His eyes conveying an unspoken acknowledgement, he lowered himself with a trail of kisses down her body, at last gazing upon the sweetness between her legs. Untutored, he began to tentatively lap at it, his tongue coated in her nectar. Yet even in his inexperience, she responded to the feel of his attention, her fever at such a height that it demanded release.

His lapping became more persistent, while her hips began to buck towards his face. The world stopped as a shot rang out on their level, and brusque shouts echoed down the corridor. He kneeled in shock, staring at the door as a deer in the headlights, waiting for his death. Yet her moaning cry drew him back, and her arms encircled him, drawing him to her. He lay on top of her, her hot breath brushing his ear. Breathily, she said, “I want you inside of me…please…if this is all we have…” She left the words dangling in the air, yet no more needed to be said.

She gently unzipped his fly with a calm that she did not feel, and pushed his pants down, freeing his member which pushed against her leg. Patiently and lovingly, she guided him into her; no longer the blushing bride. He gasped as he felt her wetness and warmth enfold him, and the ecstasy of the feeling ran throughout his body in electric jolts. He began to move in and out of her in quick, stilted movements, but with guiding arms she slowed him, brought him to her pace, and together they moved in passion, his glistening manhood slipping deep into her.

At one moment her felt resistance, and unknowing, pushed hard against it. Biting her lip, she did not utter a sound, the pain almost intensifying the experience. He could feel his climax building up inside of him as he showered breathy kisses upon her face and neck, and knew that she herself was close as she contracted around his throbbing member. He began to move faster, and this time she did not stop him, lost in her own rapture. Light, breathy moans filled the room as she climaxed, and tears ran down her porcelain complexion, glistening in the dark.

Arching back, his released his seed deep inside of her, moaning gutturally at the intensity of the sensation. Life, death, love, pain, all was alive in both of them at that moment, and both were as one in this act, in this moment. He lowered himself upon her, exhausted, gently kissing and nuzzling her face as she wept, tears of his own welling up inside. The sounds had gotten closer in their passion, yet it no longer matter – They were the colour in the gray. The door burst open.

Caught

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I thought I must be different than most of the kid's my age when I was growing up because I allways wanted to be nude and play with myself! It all started when my older brother showed me how to jack off, I watched him do it and thought it was so cool I had to try it till I could do it. I would come home from school everyday and head out in the woods to try and shot the stuff I saw my brother shot. He had told me at the time that I was to young but I wanted to prove him wrong! On that day that it happened I didn't know what was going on when I felt the feeling comeing over me but I knew I was not going to stop, it felt so strange like it was building up from deep inside! Then it happened I came so hard that I saw stars and I knew right away that I had found something that I really loved. I
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had laided back and closed my eyes still pumping my cock slowly cause it felt so good and I wanted to enjoy every minute of it. I had probably been out there for about two hours (in my favorite spot) when I was startled out of my wits by our big german shepard. I did not hear him come up on me and the first thing I felt was him lick the end of my cock lapping at my very first cum. My cock started to stand right back up from the feel of what he was doing so I just took my hand away to let him get to me better. His tounge felt so good as he licked every inch of my dick and then he started to get the cum on my balls! I was in pure heaven hard as a rock again and wanted to have that feeling again. I lifted my bare ass up off the gound tring to get him to lick the end of my cock again but instead he licked right in my ass and really started to get with it. It felt strange at first the way his tongue felt sliding over my ass hole up over my balls, but I was not about to stop him! I opened my eyes and looked down to watch him and that is when I saw his cock sticking out of it's sheath, It wasn't fully hard and out yet, as I was about to find out, but it was big and red! I figured it had to be at least four inches and about a inch and a half around and growing! For some reason seeing his cock start to grow and maybe the licking to was making me feel like I had never felt before. Ihad to do something my cock was so hard I thought it was going to bust if I did not do something soon! I started to sit up about the time Jake turned around and his cock was right in my face! God it was as big or bigger than mine I thought and I reached out and grabbed it to see if it was as big around (I told myself) but deep down I knew what I was going to do before I pulled it to me and started to suck it! I had never done anything like this before but it just felt like the thing to do. I kind of tasted funny but not bad ,and was so hot and still growing! I took as much as I could in my mouth and still had almost four inches to go! I sucked it all the way back to the end so I could see just how big it was. Ithought it had to be at least ten inches long and bigger around than mine. He Had stopped licking me to see what I was doing I guess so I got up so I could get a better look at it and I wanted to feel his balls to see what they felt like. I started to feel his balls and was stroking him when I heard a limb snap! I turned around and it was my cousin standing behind a tree looking at me! I didn't know what to do or say I was caught!! I didn't know how she could have found me out here! I wondered what she had seen and was trying to come up with a tale when she started to come over to me. She asked me what I was doing with my dog. I told her I wasn't doing anything that I was just comparing. She said Oh is that what you were doing with his dick in your mouth? I knew I was had then and I better think of something but couldn't think of anything to say but ask her how long she had been spying on me! That's when she told me she had been watching me for three days jacking off and that her and jake had come up at the same time. I was caught red handed I started to beg her not to tell anybody when she came up to me standing over me and I noticed she didn't have any panties on under her dress! This was the first live pussy I had ever seen and started to get hard again ! She was standing over me with her legs slightly spread and I could see the fine hair covering her pussy lips! I could not take my eye off of it. Thats when she told me she wouldn't tell but I had to go what she told me to when ever she wanted! I had to agree never taking my eye off her pussy. she told me to get up on my knees and face her! I did like she said still looking at her thighs, she asked what I was looking at. I told her that she had preatty legs. She asked me if I really liked them as SHe pulled up her dress to her waist exposing her pussy to me in the open! I was as hard as a rock now and she just grinned and said that jake liked my ass! I had not even noticed Jake had his tongue in my ass and when I turned my cousin said up Jake and he got up on my back and grabbed me arouind the waist with his fore legs and brought me back to him like a bitch dog! I could tell had done this before and wondered if cuz had taught him. I was so horny by this time I let him pull me to him as i hiked my ass and he rammed his cock in my ass with the first stroke! It hurt like hell at first but then I relaxed and it started to feel better and then he sunk his full lenght in me to the balls I thought i would pass out! thats when my cousin grabbed me by the hair and lifted my face to her pussy and told me to eat her. I started to lick and suck and cum !!!  I was in heaven

Olivia Benson Chap 2

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Olivia Benson Chap. 2

The next day

After being examined in the interrogation room, Olivia quickly got dressed and as she was leaving she ran into blonde Assistant District Attorney Alex Cabot, who stopped her and was inquiring about the previous night and what transpired. “All I remember is sitting at the bar, and finishing my drink, after that the next thing I remember is showering and coming to the precinct”. I am convinced that someone slipped something in my drink but I can’t be sure, so I am planning on going back again tonight and see if I can nail someone’s ass to the wall for what happened last night”. Al

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ex, who by this time was getting all wet, said to Olivia, “If you want company I will go with you tonight and keep an eye out as well”. They agreed to go together and Olivia asked Alex to wear something sexy but not to provocative.

They agreed to meet at Olivia’s apartment around 10:30; Alex arrived on time wearing a white silk blouse which revealed her small but pert tits under with a matching white bra, a red mini skirt which highlighted her well formed legs. Olivia chose a V-neck sweater and a conservative yellow skirt. They left the apartment and headed straight for “Club Sadismo” determined to find answers to way young girls were being tortured and raped inside. Once they arrived, the doorman greeted them and again gave the “high sign” to the bartender. This time however, the girls chose to sit a table and the waitress came over and took their drink orders. Both women ordered bottle beer figuring that was safe and there would be no way to “doctor” it.  The waitress brought their beers and poured them out into a frosted glass. They were sipping and laughing at some of the weirdo’s inside the bar. They finished the first round and ordered a second beer. As they were drinking and talking about a number of cases recently, a well built black man came over to the table and sat down. He introduced himself as “Bubba” and asked them if they were new to the club. Olivia replied that she had been here once before and Alex stated that she was a “virgin” to the club.

Bubba suggested they Alex accompany him for a tour of the club, but Olivia insisted that they both go. As they were getting up both of them sat back down feeling a bit light headed, but figured it was from the 2 beers they consumed. Bubba helped both of them to their feet and walked them around the bar showing them the video games, which were unlike any they had seen before. These games were all about bondage and torture, and both thought it quite odd. They were then led into the back room, Olivia had no recollection of being there the night before, but a cold shiver came over her. Alex who by this time was completely at ease, a victim of the dreaded “Date Rape Drug” as was Olivia. Bubba walked the 2 ladies to the center of the stage and as the previous night, introduced Olivia and Alex as the evening’s entertainment.

As was the case the night before, the highest bidder would have 10 minutes with the ladies and could pleasure themselves any way they wished. It didn’t take long for the bidding to reach $1,000 and with that the first winner was announced. Bubba instructed Olivia to strip Alex naked and she looked longingly at Alex and went up to her and unbuttoned the buttons on her silk blouse. When she finished, she roughly pulled the blouse off leaving Alex with only her white bra covering her 32C tits. Olivia next unzipped the miniskirt and pulled it down Alex long beautiful legs. During this stripping, Alex only stood there passive to what was taking place. Until Olivia reached behind her and unhooked her bra removed it, Alex instinctively covered her tits, to which she received a blow on the ass from a rattan cane, instructing her to move her hands at once. Alex quickly obeyed and Olivia proceeded to remove her panties leaving Alex naked in front of the audience. The winner asked that she be laid down and cuffed spread eagle on the floor, which Bubba and couple of assistants quickly responded to. With ease they laid Alex down on the floor and grabbed one ankle and cuffed it. They proceeded to cuff the second ankle and within moments had her arms cuffed and spread out as well. There was poor Alex, naked on the floor spread eagle with her pussy open for all to see.

Next the winner asked that Olivia be naked as well, and Bubba instructed Olivia to get undressed. She proceeded to pull off her sweater, and unhook her bra again exposing the magnificent 36c boobs, she dropped her miniskirt to the floor and hooked her fingers in her panties and pulled them off. The cool air in the room, caused Olivia nipples to extent, the marks from the previous night were in evidence and the crowd gasped at them wondering how she could come back for more. As she stood there naked, the winner walked up to Alex and proceeded to piss on her in the direction of her mouth. “You will open your mouth and drink if you spill any you will suffer the consequences”. Alex responded and attempted to drink the piss, but couldn’t handle all of it. “Since you failed to obey you will be severely punished for you actions”. Immediately he strode up to Alex with two 9” black dildos and without warning jammed them into her unlubricated pussy causing her to squirm about on the ground. He then shoved the second dildo, into her unsuspecting asshole and pushed the whole 9” into her. Alex was clearly uncomfortable but could only utter a groan as she was too drugged up to realize what was happening.

His 10 minutes with Alex was up and he moved his attention to Olivia. “I see you were a bad girl and have already been punished for your prior actions. I would like you get down on your knees and present your pussy and asshole for my use. Olivia obliged and with that the fat man and 2 buddies approached her. The winner immediately shoved his short stubby dick in her pussy and his one friend followed up by pounding his dick in her asshole. As she began to moan, her moans were quickly cut off by the third guy shoving his dick in her mouth. There was Olivia, DP and a sucking a dick for all she was worth. His 10 minutes expired and both ladies were allowed to stand and wait for the next winner.

This time a biker chick was the winner and Bubba asked what she wanted for her 10 minutes. “I want both the bitches to suck each others pussy, the last one to cum will be punished by the winner”. Bubba said, “You ladies know what to do now get busy”. With that Olivia lay on the ground and Alex mounted her in the normal “69” position. They were both sucking and licking furiously trying to be the first to cum, all of sudden Olivia let out a blood curdling yell and came all over Alex face. “Well I guess we have a winner”, Bubba declared. With that the biker babe, said she wanted Alex beaten with a bamboo cane for the entire 10 minutes. Bubba handed Olivia the cane, and said you know what you have to do. Alex arms were shackled to the overhead cuffs and the floor cuffs the same as Olivia was the night before. At once, Olivia started beating Alex across the tits and nipples with the cane until both her tits were marked and starting to bleed. She then moved to Alex’s exposed pussy and started swinging with all her might striking blow after blow to Alex’s unprotected pussy. As she had done with her tits, Olivia beat her to wear she began bleeding around her tender pussy. With that time had expired.

Both girls were dressed and again sent home in a cab. When they arrived at Olivia’s apartment both ladies passed out. The next morning Olivia awakened first and went to wake Alex. She couldn’t help notice through her blouse that Alex’s tits were red and bruised. When she woke her, both ladies talked about the night before, again having no idea of what happened after the tour Bubba had taken them on. They both undressed and Alex was shocked at the bruising on her tits and pussy. Olivia of course was feeling the effects of the dildos on her cunt and pussy. They were both convinced that they had been drugged, but decided not to tell there co-workers since neither of them were supposed to be back at the club. They weren’t sure, but made tentative plans to go back again but not drink and see what happened.

Doing Christian Milian pt III

Fletcher on Sex Stories

Collapsing in a heap after their steamy session, Todd, Rhianna and Christina made for the shower…again.

 

As the girls rinsed their hair and bodies clean of his cum they couldn’t help but notice he was still as hard as a rock.

“You don’t know when you’re done do you” said Christina. Todd looked on innocently.

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Just as well….” She said.

 

The three got out and dried each other. At this point, Christina noticed that Rhianna had missed a bit on her ear and without warning….licked it off.

Suddenly they heard the cracking of a whip coming from outside the bathroom. Oh hell, here comes Nick thought Todd. The door flung open.

 

“Can I get a yeehah?” There stood Jessica Simpson in her skimpy cowgirl outfit from the Dukes of Hazard.

“My my, what have we got going on here, and who is this fine young stallion.”

 

Todd kissed Christina. She had done it again….

 

Jessica thwacked her pert ass, as if to get some encouragement, making the girls giggle. She then fired her whip in Todd’s direction.

 

“Ow!” he shouted. Trying to grab Jessica, she countered; “If you want me you gotta catch me!” Cue a chase around the house, Todd was quick but Jessica was quicker. But he wasn’t complaining; it gave him a great view of her sexy ass swaying as they ran from room to room.

“Come on cowboy, can’t you keep up?”

 

Finally, Todd caught the beauty and grabbing her by her arms, pinned her to the table. Jessica pretended to try and bite him with animal desire. “You’re a feisty one” said Todd.

The pair groped frantically, as he hiked her skirt up and squeezed that amazing ass. Todd worked his way to her chest and fed hungrily on her awesome breasts.

 

Jessica pushed him away, and ripped off her clothes. She stood in the pink bikini from the car wash scene. Christina threw her a wet sponge and she rubbed her horny body with it, making her body moist and inviting. She licked her lips.

 

“Now I want some cock” whispered a lusty Jessica.

Todd swivelled her body around so her stomach rested against the table.

“Oh tiger!”

 

Undoing her bikini bottoms, he rammed his cock into Jessica’s pussy making her moan. Putting on her rodeo hat, Todd started fucking America’s sweetheart.

 

“Yeehah!” he shouted as he hit her ass with each thrust of his dick. Jessica laughed and started neighing. This only turned him on even more.

 

Rhianna sat on the table, spreading her thighs invitingly for the blonde bombshell. Jessica lowered her head and sunk her tongue into her thatch as Todd fucked her harder. Christina came up behind him and rubbed her boobs against his side before retreating to the sofa where she started to masturbate.

 

Todd’s cock now soaked in Jessica’s juices had stopped her laughing as she began to moan with pleasure.

“Oh Todd, oh baby, aah!”

As he slammed into the Texan beauty, he noticed her pink bikini top getting looser and looser until the straps gave way and her big boobs fell onto the table in front of her.

 

Rhianna groped the sexy blonde running her fingers through her hair as Todd did her from behind. He could see Christina out of the corner of his eye on the verge of a climax.

Aware of his own rising cum, he picked up Jessica by her sexy golden thighs and starting humping her against the wall.

 

“Aah! Ah! Oh god!” groaned Jessica as he became more violent. She held on tightly to his back as he drilled her. Christina had come on the sofa and Rhianna playing with her pussy was not far behind.

“Come with me baby, come with me!” begged Jessica.

Finally pushing his cock as far as he could into Jessica, Todd’s body jerked and he growled firing jet after jet of hot cum up Jessica’s pussy. She came simultaneously digging her nails into his back as Rhianna climaxed.

 

Jessica fell forward into Todd’s arms as the horny lovers kissed. Rhianna and Christina joined them in some post-coital passion.

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED

Tim & Tat 1

hawk9997 on Ethnic Stories

PART I

  Chapter 1

 

          He was surprised when she gave him a key to her apartment.   They’

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d been dating exclusively for two months but Tatiana seemed like the kind of girl who liked to take things very slowly. Timothy sat in his living room turning the key in his hands wondering what he should do with this new turn of events.   There was no doubt that he was happy about it.   It was the uncertainty of why she gave it to him that caused the hesitation.

          Tim had met Tatiana at a Quizno’s restaurant in downtown Atlanta.   He was new to the area and he needed directions to the Georgia State University Student Center.   His plans were to catch a lecture in the auditorium there.   They ended up having lunch together instead.   Over the next few weeks the two of them learned a lot about each other.   They were both 21 and both were students at Georgia State University.   Tim had moved from Michigan down to Georgia in search of fairer weather.   Tatiana was born in Atlanta and had grown up in its surrounding suburbs.   She had only recently moved into a loft Downtown to get back in touch with the urban lifestyle.

          Almost everything about Tatiana fascinated Tim because she had grown up so differently from him.   She had grown up in a Haitian-American household while he grew up in a typical American Caucasian home.   She was used to Southern food and Southern hospitality while he was a Northerner.   What stood out to him the most about Ta, however, was her choice to remain abstinent.   It was rare to find a woman like that at their age.

          Timothy sunk lower in the love seat as he thought to himself.   “What do I do with this?   She told me she likes to take things slowly.   This isn’t what slowly looks like to me.   I don’t wanna ruin anything with her by making this out to be something more than she intended it to be.   Shit, all she did was hand me the key and leave.   She might only want me to fix a faucet or some shit like that.”   He laughed nervous laughter at his little joke.   Tim pocketed the key and grabbed his own.   He needed a drive to clear his head.

          He drove around aimlessly in his RSX thinking while the breeze from the sunroof hit him.   After driving for an hour he found himself in front of Tatiana’s lofts.   He sat for ten minutes before deciding to get out of the car.   He figured that they needed to talk so he could understand exactly what she wanted.   He made his way to door number 11 on the 14 th floor.   He began to knock then figured that this was as good a time as any to see if the key maker had done a good job for her.

 

Chapter 2

 

          After giving Tim the key she had gotten made, Tatiana went straight home.   Her mind was a maelstrom of thoughts as she threw herself onto the living room couch.   “What’s wrong with me?   Ever since I met this guy I’ve been acting differently.   It’s like I can’t get him out of my head.   Maybe I made a mistake…what if…what if he assumes something that I wasn’t trying to imply?”   She flipped on the television and stared at it without acknowledging anything that was on the screen.

At 11:30 she got up to go to the kitchen.   Her intent was to go to bed early but her body was telling her that it was wide awake.   She reached into the medicine cabinet and grabbed for the bottle of sleeping pills.   The instructions had been worn off.   “I guess four will be enough.   I’m seriously wide awake.   I need to stop drinking so much coffee,” she thought to herself.   Since it was warm in the loft but not warm enough to turn on the air conditioner, she often slept naked.   She did so tonight and settled into a deep sleep on top of the covers.   She began to slip away almost immediately.   Yes, four was more than enough.

 

Chapter 3

 

          The key slipped into the lock perfectly as Tim unlocked and opened the door.   The lights in the front hall and living room were on.   Tim shut the door behind him and walked toward the living room where he assumed Tatiana was.   She wasn’t.   “Ta?” he called out to her.   No answer.   “Maybe she’s in the restroom.”   He walked down the hallway to his right.   As he passed her bedroom he noticed a light under the door.   He knocked lightly then a little harder.   Nothing.   He decided against calling out again just in case she was asleep.   He slowly turned the door knob.   He just wanted to see her.

          The sight that met him on her bed froze him in his tracks.   He knew that she slept naked but had never seen her body.   His eyes roamed over her 5 foot 8 frame and paused at her small, firm breasts.   The nipples were hard.   “What is she dreaming about?” he wondered, smiling to himself.    He softly shut the door behind him and walked over to the bed.   He stood at the foot staring at her exposed pussy.   It was shaved clean.   He groaned softly as he rubbed his dick through his fly.   The beast was stirring.   He walked around to her head and gazed at her peaceful face.   His fingers traced the lips of her slightly open mouth.   She whimpered softly at his touch.   He pulled his fingers away quickly for fear that he might wake her.   Too late.   Her hand moved from its previous resting place on her belly and rested on her chest.   The thumb was slightly rubbing the hard pea in the center of her right breast.

          He stared with the intensity of a cheetah stalking its prey.   His eyes moved back to her face where her parted lips beckoned him.   “Is she awake or not?   Her breathing hasn’t changed at all.”   Her thumb continued its slow movements over the nipple.   Tim decided that she had to be awake.   He had subconsciously continued rubbing his dick the whole time he was in there.   He unbuttoned then unzipped the fly on his jeans and his dick sprang through the opening in his boxers.   Her eyes were still closed.   He watched as the tip of his dick seemed to stretch towards her moist lips.   Finally, it touched her.   “Oh God,” he moaned.   After they had started dating exclusively he hadn’t had any contact with a woman.   He didn’t want to hurt her.   He closed his eyes as her tongue crept out and licked the hole on the tip of his penis.   Her lost his balance slightly and rocked back on his heels to keep from falling.   After catching himself he waited for her to open her mouth again.   Her mouth was closed as tightly as her eyes.   “Did she fall back asleep?”   He pressed the tip of his dick against her lips.   They reluctantly yielded to his persistent dick. He groaned loudly as Tatiana began to suck on the head.   He felt her tongue running along the underside of it as the top of his head rubbed against the roof of her mouth.   He tried to push more of his dick into her mouth but she pulled away when he did.   He settled for what he could get.   He grabbed the shaft and squeezed in time to her sucking and licking.   Her tongue swirled around the tip of his dick until the throbbing in his dick spread to his balls.   He knew he was close.   Another loud groan escaped from his lips as she began to dart her tongue in and out of his hole as his dick’s head rubbed the roof of her mouth.   His heart beat became erratic as he felt a tightening in his stomach and in his balls.   The tongue continued its ministrations on his dick as he squeezed and time seemed to freeze for an eternity before he felt his cum rush from his balls and through his shaft into her mouth.   She kept sucking as his dick pumped the hot liquid onto her tongue.   She was still sucking when his dick stopped sputtering.   It twitched uncontrollably in her mouth and continued even after it fell out, spent.   A soft snore escaped from her as Tim stood trembling in front of her.

          When he was ready he walked over to the armchair in front of her bed.   She hadn’t stirred one bit besides touching her nipple and sucking his dick.   He wasn’t sure if she was awake or still asleep.   “But could she have sucked my dick while asleep?   Especially like that?”   He sat down with his soft dick hanging out.   After a few seconds he looked up at the bed.   Her smooth pussy was still showing but something was different.   The light from the ceiling was glinting off of it.   She was wet.   Tim swallowed hard as he looked at it.   He had never tasted her.   “I should return the favor.”

          He licked his lips as he made his way to the still figure.   “Why is she being so quiet?   And so still?”   He listened to her calm breathing.   It was the breathing of someone asleep.   “That’s impossible,” he thought to himself.   He slowly spread her legs wider.   He got a whiff of her arousal.   There was no doubt that her body was being affected by all this.   He tentatively let his tongue creep towards her opening.   He sighed as he tasted her juices with the tip of his tongue.   He continued lapping at her salty cum.   He had never tasted anything like it.   It wasn’t tangy like that of other females he had been with.   He moved the tip of his tongue upwards until it lightly brushed her clit.   He was rewarded with a soft groan from her.   He continued to explore her vagina with his tongue, licking and exploring her walls.   Her moans had stirred his penis back to life and he lightly stroked it as he licked.   When he was satisfied with the wetness of her pussy he began to concentrate on her clit.   He began licking the covering that protected it to see what her reaction would be.   Her groans grew a little louder and he continued this movement for a few seconds.   She still hadn’t stirred and her groans were the only indication that she knew what was happening to her.   He knew there must be a way to drive her completely wild and force to her completely acknowledge his presence.   He took a pillow and placed into underneath her to prop her pussy and ass up.   Then he stuck his middle finger into her pussy to lubricate it and put it in her anus.   He alternated between playing with the rim and sticking her finger in as he moved his tongue down and began licking her clit directly.   Bull’s eye!!!   Her hips began to buck and her moans turned to half screams.   A few licks later they were full screams.   With his free hand he pinched the nipple that she wasn’t touching.   That sent her over the edge.   The way her ass clenched his finger was exquisite as her body shuddered with her orgasm.   He felt her juices flowing freely against his tongue as he licked up and down her whole pussy.   She let out a scream like a primal beast and her pussy twitched.   The experience left his heart beating fast and hard and his breath came like a rabbit’s.   He had never made someone cum that hard before.

          He stood up slower than an old man suffering with advanced arthritis pain.   He looked down at himself.   He was so hard he could almost see his dick throbbing.   The head almost glowed a deep reddish-purple.   He looked at Tatiana once more and his eyes opened wide in amazement.   She had calmed down and she had the same complacent face she’d had on when he came in.   Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted.   He could see a drop of his cum in the corner of her mouth.   She was still thumbing her nipple.   Her breathing had also gone back to the slow, deep breaths of sleep.   Once again he found his eyes traveling down her body.   He stopped at her pussy.   It was soaking after the job he’d done.   He stared with a satisfied smirk.   His dick jumped as he thought of the tightness he had felt with his tongue.   Against all laws of physics, his dick got even harder.   He knew what he wanted.

          He kicked his boots off and pushed his pants and boxers down.   His dick slapped his stomach as the stretchy waist of his boxers released it.   He stepped out of his garments and rubbed the head as he focused on her delicious pussy.   He knew what waited for him behind those lips.   He got on his knees on the bed between her legs and guided his dick to her pussy.   His tip touched her entrance but went no further.   He continued to push but the resistance was greater.   He didn’t push harder for fear that he would hurt her.   She must have been clenching her hole closed.   “Baby?   Let me in, please.   I’ll go slow.   I won’t hurt you, I promise.   Please?” he begged her.   His voice broke on the last word as the thought of the ecstasy of being inside of her brought him close to tears.   There was no answer from his girlfriend and soon-to-be lover.   “Maybe I can coax her into opening up,” he thought to himself.   Grasping his dick in his right hand he rubbed the head up and down her pussy lips to part them and to gather moisture.   Then he rubbed her clit with the tip.   She whimpered and her upper lip twitched at the stimulation.   With his free hand he played with her free nipple.   Pinching, squeezing, rubbing, and twisting until he felt the moisture on his dick increase.   He removed his right hand from his dick and pushed against her entrance with his middle finger.   It slipped in after some work.   He could feel her pussy walls gripping his finger as he continued manipulating her nipple.   He almost came.   “Oh my God she’s so fucking tight!”   He removed his fingers and guided his dick back to her entrance.   He groaned when the first centimeter began to part her tight cavern.   He pulled his tip back out and brought it back trying to get her hole used to this new intruder and bring more lubrication into the mix.   After what seemed like an eternity the head of his dick poked all the way through.   He shuddered and moaned as he felt her pussy walls clenching and unclenching.   It almost seemed as if she was trying to suck his dick deeper into herself.   “I can’t believe how directly what I do to her nipple affects her pussy.”   He gave her nipple one good hard pinch.   “Tatiana….” He sighed out as his head was squeezed even harder between her walls.   Wanting to feel the pleasure of entering her for the first time again he pulled out.   His dick left her pussy with a satisfying “pop”.   He watched as her tunnel immediately closed back up like a bank vault.   “Mmmmm…shit that’s so sexy baby.”   He pushed himself back into her entrance with a groan and stood still savoring the feel of her pulsating walls on his dick head.   He knew he had a lot more work to do.   He slowly began to push his way deeper into her body.   He worked in and out of her pussy trying to get her used to his width while going deeper with every stroke.   He looked at her.   Her face was slightly contorted but other than that she was still peaceful.   He continued stroking and was about halfway in until his tip met with resistance.   He stopped knowing that this was it.   “Ta, baby.   This is gonna hurt but not for too long okay?   I’ll stop whenever you want.”   No answer.   Could she really be sleeping?   He leaned down on his fists on both sides of her and braced himself.   “If she’s asleep I don’t care.   I’ve already gone this far and I’m not stopping now.”

          He pushed and froze.   Her face twisted more and she stirred.   For the first time since he entered the room her eyes opened.   She looked directly at him with the hazy gaze of misrecognition.   Then the fog cleared.   Her pussy twitched hard around his dick.   It felt good to him but he was terrified.   His dick shriveled immediately and fell out of her tight tunnel.   She jumped upright in the bed.

          “What the hell are you doing?!”   In one fluid movement she got up out of the bed and wrapped the covers around her.   Tim could only stand there watching her as she stared at him, her breath coming in rapid gasps.   She stood for what seemed like an eternity.   If she were not so angry her focus would have been on his exposed penis but instead she stared into his eyes.

          “Baby I…I didn’t know…I wasn’t sure if……I’m so sorry.”   Tatiana’s eyes softened.   Her tongue reached out to the corner of her mouth and licked the drop of semen that had started to dry there.   He saw the tears form in her eyes before she hit the floor.   His heart tore open as she gathered herself into a fetal position whimpering:   “Not you too, Tim, not you.”