One day our gym teacher gave us this homework assignment that would count for extra credit if we finished it for the test. Not too shabby in my opinion. It was just a simple sheet too – something one would fill out before class and still get by. After gym I was talking to ashley and she commented how difficult it would be. Thinking she was kidding I just laughed and agreed. Saying goodbye I continued onto my next class.

After school ended I was driving home from school when my cellphone rang. Looking at the screen I noticed it was Ashley. Flipping it open i put it to my ear.

“Hey Brandon, what's up?” She asked.

“Oh not too much, just driving home – how bout yourself? Was school alright?” I replied

“Yeah it was great. But I was wondering if you'd like to come over and work on the gym homework together?”

“The homework? Hahaha sure sure. Cause it's going to be difficult!” I laughed into the phone.

“Ya I know. How bout you meet over here at 3:30? You're not too far from me are you?” She questioned.

That's when I realized she was serious. But it was a gym worksheet, it couldn't take more than five minutes. Being a teenager with my hormones raging, and constantly being horny, I thought of the possibilities of working together at her house... possibly alone. “Yeah, sure, 3:30 it is. See ya then.”

“Alrighty, bye Brandon,” she cooed.

As soon as I got home I took a quick shower, trimmed up the downstairs (I heard she was a wild girl, and wild girls seem to love cock), and put on some nice looking clothes other than the uniform. After looking up her address in the directory and getting directions, I grabbed the worksheet and ran out the door to my car.

About ten minutes later I arrived at Ashley's house and rang the doorbell. Her little sister open the door and asked what I wanted.

“Um, hey I'm Brandon – I'm here to work on some homework with Ashley.”

“Oh. I'm Jessica. She's upstairs, last door on your right.”

While I walked in a took a long look at young Jessica. I had heard that Ashley had a sophomore sister, but I hadn't actually seen the girl yet. I wish I had. She's small but long blonde hair (to her lower back) blue eyes, light skin also, and good sized breasts. Not as large as her sisters, but most likely some of the best in her class. When she closed the door I glanced down at a shapely ass, much more down there than Ashley even. Jessica was definitely a looker.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by Ashley's voice above. “Hey Sean, come on up! Let's get started.” Quickly I tore my eyes from her sister's ass and looked up.

Ashley stood at the balcony with a plain white, tight t-shirt on, and a loose red skirt. From my angle I couldn't quite see up all the way, but her long legs certainly stood out.

“Stop staring, come on,” she giggled with a grin on her face.

Kicking my shoes off I walked up the stairs and cautiously moved down the hallway until I found her room.

“Close the door when you come in,” she ordered while looking down at the homework.

Closing the door behind me, I looked at her very spacious room. Light colors on the wall, nice large bed, a red futon against a wall along with some bookshelves and her desk. Along another wall were two doors with a table in between with a TV on it.. Both were slightly open showing a closet and a bathroom. Reflected in the mirror I saw another door which seemed to open to her sister's room.

Patting the chair next to her at the desk, Ashley told me to sit down.

To spare the details we finished the sheet quite quickly, then moved to the futon to watch some TV.

“I thought it would be a lot harder than that. Are you able to stay a little longer? Watch a movie or something?” Ashley asked me.

“Yes sure, I'm fine here. What movie are you thinking of?” I replied.

Without a word she moved backward closer to me, took the remote and turn on the TV; pressed play; the dvd Wedding Crashers came on. “Good choice,” I commented while putting my arm around her shoulder.

Throughout the movie we commented on an laughed at good parts. One of the most interesting was when all of the women were shown being thrown onto the bed topless. “What do you think of them tits Brandon?” Ashley asked with a sly grin.

“Oh they're alright. I've seen much better,” I replied, looking right into her eyes. I hoped she'd get what I was inferring.

“Is that so? (ya) Well you haven't really seen them yet,” she commented, with eyes on the TV but her lower lip being bitten.

“Ah, you are correct,” I laughed.

At one point in the movie I felt her movie a bit more, so I looked down at her. Sensing my glance, Ashley looked straight up at me and wet her lips. Turning my head slightly I went in are kissed her on the lips. The kiss started off slow, switching my attention from bottom to top lip – but then she opened up and her tongue found it's way to mine. With the TV on in the background we continued exploring each others mouths. Tongues dancing, one arm around her shoulder bringer her in close, and another resting on her silky smooth thigh, I felt one of her hands cup my cheek while the other rested on the inside of my thigh, right near my crotch.

Getting in the moment, with my lower hand I slowly move it up her thigh, brushing the skirt up higher, slipping under her shirt, gliding up her stomach, tracing her breasts, then cupping her right one outside of the bra. With my thumb I rubbed her nipple through the material and applied slight pressure with the rest of my hand. While my thumb did it's work I felt her hand rest on my stomach, press a little, then lower to my dick – rubbing it slightly through my jeans.

I break the kiss on the lips, then start kissing down her neck to her exposed collar bone.

“Oh god, mmmm, “ she hums out loud. “Hold on a sec, lemme take off my shirt.”

“Will anyone happen to come in?” I ask, slightly worried but wanted to continue.

“My parents come home from work in two hours or so, and Jennifer is probably too busy talking to boys on the computer to care about us.”

I glance at the bathroom door, then return my eyes to Ashley and grin.

Smiling, she uses both hands and raise her shirt above her head, the tosses it to the end of the futon. Immediately I lower my head to her check and start kissing and sucking above her breasts, while both hands grab a handful. While making my way around her boobs and in between I hear a slight sigh escape her lips. I put my left hand behind her back to her bra strap and look up at her to see her reaction. With eyes closed she nods.

My fingers work quickly and her bra loosens up. When it does her hands start to raise up to pull the straps down her arm. I know she'll have her job to do later, but right now is my time to please. My hands enclose hers and pin them onto her legs. With my teeth, I pull each strap to her upper arm – she giggles at this. Next I grab the middle of her bra with my teeth, right in between her beautiful globes. Releasing her hands I start pulling the cotton material from her body. “Hahaha you're amazing Brandon!” She laughs as her bra is pulled completely off.

With a wink I toss the bra to the side and lean in again. Rubbing and pinching slightly, my fingers work her nipples. Tongue and lips trace the middle then rest on her left nipple. Now comes her moans. I worked each tit over quite a bit, leaving her nipple large and wet when I leaned backward. Ashley's breathing is quick, but not quick enough. Turning over, I kneel between her legs and take off my shirt. “Your turn?” she asks me.

“Not yet my dear,” I respond – my job is only partly done.

Hands rubbing the outside of her thighs, I lover my head and his my way up to her panty-clad pussy – but only to stop just short on each leg. I take my right hand away from her thigh and rub the front of her pussy through the panties, her moan expresses approval. Using both hands, I grab her waste-band and pull up – and past her legs. There below me is a wonderful sight. Her pussy is shaved except for a small plot of turf above her lips, but trimmed nice and neat. My hand push up her skirt, slide to her ass and pull her slightly toward me – then I dive. My lips kiss around her pussy, but I avoid her clit – that's for later. I pay special attention her her lips, in and out, kissing around her around. Then my tongue reaches forward and explores, tasting and prodding around and around. Occasionally I spread her open with one hand or rub around a little. When her moans become more pronounced and her breathing increases even more, I stick my tongue as far up her I can. I actually have a long tongue on a side note, so I can bring a lot of pleasure. Sliding in and out causes a loud verbal response from her. But on is she not even close. After a few more plunges, my right index finger replaces my tongue while my lips wrap around her clit and my tongue starts flicking it. Finger probing in and out, lips sucking, and my tongue is tracing the ABC's. (Good tip by the way. Saw it online and has worked very well.) Before I got to G, Ashley emitted a low grunt then a deep and long moan. “Ohhhh goooddddd. Oh jeezz. I'm right there, keeep going. Don't stop!”

Stop? I hadn't even thought of the possibility. Seeing as she was pretty close, I had two fingers into her pussy and start twisting my tongue around her clit while sucking even harder. Three seconds later I was rewarded (and Ashley). “Oh holy god Brandon, I'm cumming!” The rest of her shout turned into a drawn out moan. I learned from a previous girl to keep licking and sucking, but only occasionally brush a girl clit in the middle of an orgasm. So I backed off a little as her hands clutched my hair and her legs squeezed the side of my head. Soon she road it out and lay panting on the futon.

“Where the fuck did that come from? Oh my god it was amazing! Whew, Wow,” she finished with a laugh and an arm on her forehead.

“Glad I could be of service to you,” a proud grin outlined the words leaving my mouth.

With a deep breath, Ashley sat up and said, “Your turn.”

Quickly she rose to her knees then pushed me backwards. Flat on my back, she leaded down, kissed me on the lips and said, “That was amazing, not it's time for you to experience amazing.”

She kissed down my chest (not amazingly muscular but it's there) then unbuckled my belt and pulled off my jeans. Her hand slides up to my boxer-enclosed dick and rubs while biting her own lip. Eyes glued onto my bulge, she pulls down my boxers also – causing my cock to spring up and hit my stomach. Her hands take turns rubbing up and down the shaft, playing with the head, and cupping my balls. With her kneeling between my open legs on the futon, Ashley has perfect access to whatever she wants to do. After a little bit of rubbing, she leans forward and lightly kissed my head, but keep herself leaded down. I remember watching and reading about girls kissing the head of a dick and thought it was childish and pointless. But that little peck was the most erotic thing done to me. Until the extended her tongue to the base of my dick and licked all the way to the top, flicked my head, then lower her mouth down half of my (7 inch) dick. With a deep breath, I closed my eyes tight, rolled my head back and just enjoyed the feeling. Her mouth slid up and down. When it was up her hand stroked the shaft and her tongue swirled around and around the head. Then she would apply some suction. When her mouth was down her tongue rubbed the underside of my dick and her cheeks would suck in, grab the sides; then her lips would slowly rise off – tongue dancing the whole time. Up and down, the procedure being repeated (oh that glorious procedure). She seemed to stay around halfway down my dick each time she lowered her mouth, occasionally slipping past. But I didn't expect her to deepthroat me this time or even take most of my dick. I was hoping for anything involving her and my dick. My breath was quickening, and a tingling could be felt deep down. Soon I would explode. Her mouth rose off my dick at one point. She swallowed her spit, rested her eyes on mine, took a deep breath, then lowered back onto my dick. And continued to lower. I felt the roof of her mouth go by, then her sloping tongue, and finally my head touched her throat. Her mouth seemed to hold back the gag for a second. Then she raised her mouth up, and pushed back down. When I was all the way in, her eyes met mine again and I could tell she was smiling. Suddenly her whole mouth started vibrating. Tingles shot down my cock and reverberated in my balls.

“Oh christ, I'm going to cum,” I moaned.

After a second her mouth rose until just my head was between her lips, and she started sucking like no tomorrow. With a large inhale, I tiled my head back and lead it out slowly. As I felt the white load travel up my dick, my eyes caught the bathroom door – and the face of her little sister peaking through. Oh crap she was frowning... wait, turn it upside down and she was grinning from ear to ear. With a grunt I unloaded six or seven shots right into Ashley's mouth. By the fourth shot I closed my eyes until everything was calm. As soon as I was good I opened my eyes to see the doorway empty. Looking down I saw Ashley raising her head off my dick. Looking at me, mouth closed, I saw her throat constrict then expand. She swallowed it all. Licking her lips she asked, “Amazing?”

“No. Incredible.”

Sitting up I kissed her on the lips. “I'm really glad we got this homework done,” I joked.

“Oh ya. I might need your help more often.”

“And I'll be willing to give it,” I responded.

While I got dressed I kept glancing at the bathroom door but couldn't see past her sister's door. That was definitely her, but what will she do? Taking my worksheet, I kissed Ashley again and made my way to the car. Driving home I could get the images of Ashley's pussy and her sisters grin out of my mind.

We had all been invited to go on a camp trip to celebrate our first year of sixth form being out of the way. We went down to Cornwall, about 10 of us, including Mel. Now with me and Mel sharing a tent, I thought it could be a difficult few nights, trying to make sure she didn’t work out how much I love her, but in the end she finally did.

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The first few nights went ok, but it was on the forth night when the dreams that I had had since I was 14 finally became a reality. Our tents were quite close together and it was quite a squeeze to get everybody inside them. At around midnight everyone went to bed, I followed Mel into ours about a minute after she had gone in. I zipped up the tent and turned around to see Mel in her black bra and black panties. “What you gawping at” she said in a playful manor. I was so stunned by her beauty that I didn’t know what to say, so I grabbed her and started to wrestle with her. We were very playful friends and wrestling was quite natural for us. By now I was getting very horny and I pinned her arms down on top of a sleeping bag. I laid on top of her for a couple of minutes as we both panted hard. There was silence as we gazed into each other’s eyes. I knew she could feel my boner sticking into her leg, but it didn’t bother me, I was in a trance and so was she. I could feel her pussy getting wet beneath me. I leant in and we passionately kissed for what seemed like half an hour. I sat up so I was knelt between her legs. I slowly unbuttoned my trousers and unzipped the fly. She sat up and we kissed again, but this time her hand slowly went to my boxers and she slipped it in. Her grasp on my cock made me flinch and gasp with excitement. She started to stroke it slowly. I can still remember the feel of her perfectly smooth hand slowly running up and down the length of my shaft. After about ten minutes I was so worked up, I was ready to cum, but she seemed to sense it and just before I came she rolled me off her so I lay on my back. She unclipped her bra and I finally got a glimpse of her perfect round tits and small nipples. Then her panties came off, revealing her wet and glistening, clean-shaven tight pussy. She removed my trousers and boxers as I removed my t-shirt. We were now both naked and she slowly knelt in between my legs and bowed her head down to suck on my cock. She held my cock at the base and put the head of it into her mouth. Her tongue kept flicking across it and licked all my pre-cum off. Her mouth felt warm and moist around my tool and I could feel every inch of her mouth. She lowered her head further and engulfed about five inches of my member, then her head started to bob up and down, synchronized with her hand moving up and down the lower part of my cock. I was soon whispering “Mel, I’m cumming”, but that didn’t stop her. She kept going at it until I released my load into her mouth. About eight squirts filled her mouth. I had never cum so much in my life, it was my best orgasm. Once the spasms had finished she slowed down and swallowed all I had given her. I felt dizzy, but I knew the night wasn’t over yet. She lay on her back with her knees up in the air and her legs slightly apart. I climbed into the middle of her legs and brought my face right in front of her pussy. My tongue started to lick the sweet juices that surrounded the outside of her pussy, but I soon dived in and started to fully lick her out. I could hear her moaning loudly, which gave me the incentive to go on even further. Her hands were on the back of my head, trying to force my tongue in further as she writhed with the immense pleasure. After about five minutes of this I felt her toes curl next to me and she started to pant and moan loudly until she burst. I lapped up all her juices as she panted. I then climbed on top of her, being hard again I was ready to fuck her. We kissed passionately as I aligned the head of my cock with the opening of her pussy. I slowly pushed my way in, feeling her nails dig into my back more and her legs wrap around my back tight. I felt a barrier and pushed through it, breaking her cherry. She flinched and screamed silently. It was only until two minutes after this that she was ready for me to start thrusting. I start slowly at first, but as the pain in her eyes was filtered away slowly to be replaced by immense pleasure I started to pick up the pace until I was ramming my cock in and out of her. She was now screaming with pleasure as I was moaning and panting. After about ten minutes of me pounding her pussy Mel finally said “I want you to fuck me in the arse”. I agreed with her excitedly, and so I pulled out and she went to her bag, pulled out a tub of Vaseline and got on all fours. I positioned myself behind her, got a dollop of Vaseline and filled her crack with it. I slowly started to finger her and managed to get two fingers in before I lubed up my cock and started to push it into her arsehole slowly, at first she was squeamish, but again, like before, I was soon ramming her hard with us both moaning in pleasure. I could feel my balls slap against her pussy with each thrust I gave her. It went on like this for about half and hour, with both of us cumming countless times. With each thrust there was a squelch and a warm feeling as streams and streams of spunk that filled her hole deep inside her. Streams of my jizz was dripping out of her arse, down to her pussy, but all the cum that came out was soon replaced by another load. I pulled out of her red raw arse and collapsed backwards in exhaustion. She curled up in my arms and we panted, dripping in sweat, but with the satisfaction of knowing that we had had our first sexual encounter with many more to come.

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It’s a commonly known fact that most women who do porn site video shoots have high ambitions to make it into mainstream porn productions. Nautica was no different.

He took her to meet the Pussy Man. She was very pretty, just 18 years old with big tits and a curvy figure. She wore her dark hair in two ponytails.

Ray’s cock was hard the whole ride to Pussy Man’s house, but Nautica’s mouth was doing a great job of putting limpness back in it. Not that her mouth looked bad or anything. She just talked too much and everything she said was something really stupid. The only thing missing to make her dumb-blonde-with-big-tits-and-no-brain image complete was the blonde hair.

They arrived at Pussy Man’s house. It was a large mansion overlooking the beaches of Los Angeles.

Nautica grabbed hold of Ray’s hand and basically dragged him to the back door. She slapped his ass and nudged him to the door.

He began knocking. There was no answer. He knocked again. Still there was no answer, so he turned the knob and let her walk in ahead of him (Pussy Man always left the back door unlocked because no one could get passed the gate without the code and only his closest friends and business associates had the code).

The Pussy Man’s house was built with the second floor at ground level. They had to walk downstairs to get to the first floor living room.

“Where could he be? Pussy Man?” Nautica called out. “Ray, he’s not here. Pussy Man?”

“Are you around, Pussy Man?” yelled Ray.

As if caling for a cat, Nautica said, “Pussy Man? Here pussy, pussy, pussy, Pussy Man.” Then she pointed the dining room table and said, “Check under there,” and started laughing.

How irritating.

She sat beside Ray on the couch and put her feet up. “Where could he be?” she asked.

“I don’t know. He’s around here somewhere, I’m sure.”

“Okay, well, I’m a guest, so what’s up? Tell me about him.”

“Okay. Not only does he make the coolest sex movies ever, but he also has this school where he teaches hot teens how to please themselves with hot sex.”

“Really? Okay, so where could he be? HELLO?”

Ray noticed a copy of one of Pussy Man’s DVDs on the coffee table. He picked it up and showed it to Nautica.

“Oh, wow, I wanna watch this movie,” she said.

Ray said, “I had to leave for a while. Take care of business. Pussy Man.”

Nautica was just about to ask him what the hell he was talking about, but then she noticed a letter in his hand. Pussy Man had left him a note and he wasn’t going to be back anytime soon. Nautica was furious.

“Didn’t you tell him I was coming over? I want to meet the guy.”

“I guess he’s gonna be gone for a while.”

She took a deep breath to calm herself down. She was getting hot with anger, so she started fanning herself with the DVD. Then she got an idea to watch the DVD while they wait, but Ray interrupted her before she could ask.

“While we wait,” he said as he started touching her hair and shoulders, “I do find you extremely attractive and I do like to eat pussy.”

Nautica smiled, said, “Really? Well I like to get my pussy eaten too, shit.”

“I think I can take care of that. No problem.”

He leaned in and started kissing her neck. She pushed him away and said, “Hold on. You’re moving a little fast, boy. So I’m not going to meet Pussy Man today. Do you think he’ll like me?”

Ray was too occupied with rubbing his hands between her legs to hear the whole question, but he caught enough of it to form a response. “I told you, uh, I’m one of his advisors and I help him out with the school and if I put in a good word for you, he’ll love you.”

Nautica sat straight up. She was really excited at first, but then she started having doubts. It sounded like bullshit and she told him so, but he was sucking on her neck and it felt really good, so she figured she’d take her chances.

“Let’s get it on!!!” she screamed and started to lie back, allowing him to lie on top of her. “I wish Pussy Man was here; I could have DP.”

She started laughing and saying a lot more goofy phrases. Ray ignored everything she said.

He kissed her neck, breasts, stomach, and slowly made his way to her more sensitive regions. She sat up and started kissing him as he lifted her shirt over her head.

He threw the shirt to the side and went straight for her tits. She pushed him away and stood up.

She was trying to tease him. It was working. He was dying to get inside her.

He started playing with her tits, kneading them between his muscular hands and pulling her close.

“Stick your tongue out,” she said.

He did, and she started gyrating her tits in his face. He tried to lick them, but she pulled away and kept bouncing her fat tits just a few inches in front of him—so close, but still so far. He’d wanted to fuck her since the second he laid eyes on her, but now she’d really gotten him horny.

He pulled her in closer by out-muscling her. He latched his mouth around her right nipple and sucked hard. It fell from his mouth with a loud pop, then he started rubbing the saliva in.

“Naughty boy,” she said. “Slap those titties. Yeah, slap it. Slap it harder. Yeah, mommy likes that. Why don’t you lick my butt?”

He spun her around with a show of strength that got her really aroused. He bent her over and just about tore her shorts off. She wasn’t wearing panties, which didn’t surprise him at all.

She climbed onto the couch. She leaned over it. She was still shouting out goofy phrases, but at this point, Ray’s mind was totally focused on her rear end.

He spread her ass cheeks apart. The pussy lips were fat and bald. Her ass was slender, but still fleshy and soft. There were already traces of her juices around both holes, so he opened her wide and started licking it up.

He swirled his tongue around the asshole, spit in it, penetrated it with his tongue, and spanked her. She was looking over her shoulder and smiling and moaning at how freaky Ray was.

“Oh, god. Ohhh. Mmmm,” she moaned quietly.

Once her ass was soaking wet, he started sliding his tongue along her other split. He licked her clit and pussy hole and returned to the asshole. Then he used his tongue to part her pussy lips, allowing it to slip and slide along its ridges as he savored the taste and scent coming from it.

“Oh, god, lick that pussy! Taste that pussy, shit!”

He made her lay on her back. She cocked her legs wide open and lay with her head up so she could have a better view of what was going on down below. Nothing made Nautica happier than seeing men with their mouths wrapped tightly on her pussy.

“Oh!” she moaned as she grabbed his head and shoved it flushed against her hole. “Suck on my clit,” she said.

She was tingly now, and all the joking had gone out the window. “Suck it harder!”

She watched him intensely. She saw him sticking his fingers in her horny hole and lapping at her pussy juices. She let out a loud, passionate moan and grit her teeth.

That sight! Oh, god, it was driving her crazy and it felt so good. Her pussy was so wet that it was giving off a shine. She was digging her fingers into the back of Ray’s head and humping his mouth.

“It tastes good, too,” said Ray.

“I wanna taste it,” said Nautica.

Ray slid his fingers in her cunt and got it good and wet. Then he put them in her mouth and let her suck her own juices off of it as she gazed intensely into his eyes. Of course this excitedly Ray more than he already was, so he went back to sucking and slurping Nautica’s horny twat until he had her shaking with back-to-back orgasms.

When they did finally change positions, Ray’s cock was already hard and throbbing and eager to be sucked. Nautica spit on it and shoved it in her mouth. She started sucking it deeply as she stroked the lower half with her hand.

It was almost like they had switched roles entirely with Ray feeding from the sight watching her suck his cock while he held her head and moaned loudly. He felt his body tremble when she shoved his cock as deep in her mouth as it would go and wrapped her tongue all the way around it.

“Ooohhh FUCK!” Ray screamed out.

Nautica watched him carefully. She enjoyed torturing men during sex, so she would suck him to edge of an orgasm, then pull his cock out, spit all over it, and stroke it just enough to keep him hard, but there was no way she was letting that joy juice fly no matter how bad he wanted it.

It got so good that Ray started humping into her mouth. He had a firmer grip on her head. His body was so tense that every muscle was bulging.

“Oh, shit. Ohh,” he moaned.

Nautica fingered her pussy. She wanted to get fucked too, but she liked sucking cock, so she didn’t make much of an effort to stop.

Luckily for her, Ray reached between her legs and slipped his fingers in her pussy. It was seriously saturated. There was something about a pussy as wet as hers that made him want to be inside it, so he motioned for her to mount him.

It was the easiest entry that Ray had ever had in his life. The only friction he felt came from her warm juices spilling all over his cock as he put it in.

“Oh, fuck that pussy,” said Nautica as she started bouncing on him.

The slow pace only lasted a few strokes. Soon she was bouncing rapidly on him. He had cupped her ass cheeks and was using them to ram her harder on his dick.

“Don’t cum,” she said.

She started laughing. She knew her pussy was good. She knew it was hard as hell for poor Ray to keep his load from popping loose.

He tried to slow down, but she kept fucking him faster. Her tits were jiggling in his face. He started sucking them and growling and groping her sexy body.

Then he leaned forward and lifted her up. Nautica was expecting him to drop her back on the couch.

Instead, he held her in the air and started bouncing her tender cunt on his cock. She’d had sex in this position before, but it was such a big shock that her pussy started tingling fiercely. Her juices spilled freely as waves of orgasms swept through her.

“Oooooohhhh!!!! Shit, hit that! Fuck, bitch!” she yelled.

Once her orgasms subsided, he dropped her back on the couch. Her legs were split wide open. His cock was still deep inside her.

They were both moaning loudly. Ray was fucking her with long, slow strokes. He’d pull back so far that his cock head was the only thing left in her, and then he would push into her so deep that their pelvises touched.

“Oh, baby. Yeah, ohhh,” he moaned.

It was the way she looked up at him with those pretty brown eyes. It was the way her body bounced—mainly her tits—as he fucked her. It was the way her pussy was so wet, and despite the easy entry, it was so tight that he could feel a pull every time he moved backwards.

His cock was tingling immensely. He pulled it out and made her get on her knees.

“Oh, god. Oh, god. Oh, god,” he kept repeating as he stroked his cock in her face. “Oh, god.”

“Come on,” she begged.

“Oh, yeah!”

White cum spilled from Ray’s cock. He was a good shot, getting the majority of it to land in her mouth where she took it all inside and then let it spill all over her lower lip.

Ray kept stroking until every bit was out. When he calmed down, he said, “You are exceptional for a teen.”

“You’re gonna tell Pussy Man, right? Remember?” asked Nautica as she took a few more sucks of his dick to drain the remaining jizz from it.

“I swear, man, I know where you fucking live; I’ll hunt you down,” she joked.

“Oh, definitely. Don’t worry,” he assured her.

Ray did a lot better than that. He not only told Pussy Man that she’d make a good porn star, he showed him exactly how good a porn star she would make.

The house was covered with hidden cameras. Nautica had just done her first Pussy Man video and didn’t even know it.

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I sat down onto a seat at the back of the coach and Kiara and Nicci sat next to me, I bagged the window seat because I like looking out of the window while I’m travelling, thinking up fantasies, having daydreams or simply playing a game with myself of car swap. I looked at Kyle, whom is sitting a few rows down, sitting with his mate Rob; the one Nicci got the hots for and opposite them is Brad and Joel, Kat really fancies Joel, no idea why cos he is such a wanker and that’s for a fact. Kyle turned his head around and saw me looking at him, he smiled sexily at me and I returned the smile, he resumed his conversation with Rob.

 

2 Hours Later

 

We now have arrived to Portsmouth P&O Cruise Company to transport us to France. Me, Kiara and Nicci jumped off the coach and took our hand luggage out of the coach and headed upstairs to the lobby where the students congregated. I accidentally bumped into Kyle who made us drop our bags; he turned around preparing to curse at me when he saw me.

“Oh My God, I’m so sorry Kyle, I didn’t mean to bump into you” I said blushing

“It’s ok Kaela, it was only an accident. Do you wanna hang out, cos we’re on the ship for like hours” Kyle replied

“Yeah sure, that sounds awesome” I replied smiling

“Come with me, I wanna talk to you in a private room” Kyle whispered in my ear

I nodded excitedly and followed Kyle to a private room on the boat. Kyle led me through a doorway into a private room and locked the door so we can get some privacy.

“Oh Kaela, ever since I saw you in maths class few months ago, I longed to be with you alone but I didn’t know if you truly fancied me” He whispered.

“I felt the same way too” I replied

I pushed him down onto a chair, unbuckling his belt, he looked confused about what I was doing then he hung his head back, moaning and rolling his eyes as I suck his fully hard 8 inch cock, he held onto my head pushing it up and down as I licked the shaft while massaging his balls at the same time, he started to buck his hips against my face. I felt sudden pressure in his cock and I prepared to swallow all his cum, as he squirted out his cum into my mouth, I savoured every drop and licked the remaining cum off his cock head. Kyle leant back in his chair breathless and sweating from trying to restrain himself from screaming with orgasm, he looked at me lustfully,

“Fucking hell Kaela, I can’t believe that you’re so good at giving head!” Kyle gasped happily.

I grinned at him with satisfaction as he pushed me onto the soft bed, he pulled off my skirt and my lace panties, seeing my freshly shaven pussy.

“Oh man, this is gonna be awesome. If we did have sex, it would be my first time” Kyle whispered softly in my ear

“I had sex several times before so I’ll start us off” I said with confidence

“Fine, do what you like” Kyle whispered.

He slid down onto the bed taking his top off; he put his head towards my pussy and started to flick his tongue over my clit whispering dirty words. I shudder with excitement and moaned softly when he started sliding his tongue into my pussy, I gasp excitedly and begged for more as Kyle started to rub my clit while eating me out hungrily, I felt my pussy juices run down my legs and Kyle sat up with his face covered in the juices, I smiled happily as I recover from my orgasm.

“Whoa Kyle, you’re well good! Please fuck me, I’m going mental, I’m aching for your hard cock to ram me” I groaned lustfully

“Well you’re gonna have to wait!” Kyle whispered sweetly

I felt so fucking horny that I stood up and stripped all my clothes off, Kyle looked at me in awe and soon came to a hard on,

“Does this convince you Kyle?” I asked seductively

He nodded eagerly, I lie down onto the bed and watch Kyle take off his clothes fast as he could, he slid onto the bed sliding up to my body

“Shit, I haven’t got a condom” Kyle said panicking

“It’s ok, I’m on the pill for my hormones thing so I won’t get pregnant and you say you’re a true virgin which I won’t catch STDs from you, and the people I’ve fucked  wore condoms so I’m clean too” I said to Kyle to assure him.

 

He smiled sexily and laid on top of my body, his cock head resting on my clit putting pressure on it, we kissed passionately until the moment came for Kyle to lose his virginity for the first time. I helped him guide his cock into my wet pussy, as he slid in slowly, he gasped in pleasure while I softly moan

“Oh God!! It’s tighter than I thought it would be” Kyle whispered happily

“How you think you were gonna lose your virginity?” I asked

“I thought it would happen on a one night stand but I’m glad I waited cos you’re truly amazing” Kyle replied contently

He picked up the pace and started to push harder but kept a steady pace, his breathing increased and he started to sweat, my body started to tremble as he increased his speed as well as pushing hard as he could. Kyle bit his lip, veins showing on his forehead, I gasped with pleasure holding onto the metal bar on the headrest on the bed, I arched my back to get more cock in, I felt Kyle shudder violently, feeling the higher pressure in his cock, in a few more ramming he shot his load into my wet juice soaked pussy. I gasp and moan ecstatically as I slow down my breathing, Kyle rolled next to me still in my pussy breathing really fast, panting.

 

“OH. MY. GOD!!!” I squealed ecstatically

“Jesus Christ, that has definitely got to be the greatest way of losing my virginity!” Kyle panted quickly. 

“I know it’s my second time but I can’t believe that the sex was that amazing” I said happily

“I think it was amazing because we were willing to have sex with each other and we built up tension in the foreplay” Said Kyle explaining his theory

“Hell yeah!” I replied enthusiastically

“I think we better go back to the school group now, we’ve been gone over an hour, I bet the teachers gone into a panic of where we are” He whispered nervously.

Just as he said that, his mobile rang.

“Kyle speaking”

“Dude where are you? The teachers just realised you’re missing and they’re looking for you and this lass” Said Rob faintly over the phone

“We’re ok, we went exploring and we started talking about France and watching the land fade away into the distance” Kyle lied calmly

“Ok mate, the class is in the restaurant. You need to come now before you get in real trouble” Rob warned

“Ok, see ya in 10” Kyle replied

Then he switched off his mobile,

“We better head off now before we get in trouble but I so want to do this again” said Kyle kindly

I agreed with him and followed him to the restaurant where the class were gobbling up their lunches, and I spotted Miss Stone rushing over crossly

“Will you two kindly explain where you went?” Miss Stone demanded

Kyle and I looked at each other and started lying to Miss Stone……………

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Without thinking I run now, full tilt and as she is bending her legs committing to the leap, I grab her calves with my hands and haul her down onto the grating of the bridge. There cowering before me is an oriental girl, her eyes red rimmed her face wet from the tears she was bathing herself with in her grief and turmoil.

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“What the hell!” I yell at her and then in total amazement of what I am doing almost as if I am outside watching, I see my hand lift and slap her face, once, twice and then a third time. “How dare you throw your life away”, I bellowed at her?

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“I…I…I”, she stammered as I gripped her blouse and banged her body down onto the road.

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With a strength I did not know I possessed, I lifted her by her blouse and hauled her towards the car. “Is this your car”, I asked jerking her toward it.

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“Yes, I”, she stammered on as I flung her face forwards across the front of the car.

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I could see the terror in her eyes as she looked at me in the reflection of her and me in the windshield. Never had I ever seen myself so possessed with anger and I have to admit, I really do not want to ever see me that way again.

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“Well”, I yelled tearing her skirt as I lifted it up over her panty covered ass. “You can die later, right now, I am taking what you want to just throw away.”

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My left hand was tearing her panties down over her ass while my right hand was pulling out my already hardening member.

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“Oh God”, she cried out as she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip preparing for what she knew was to come.

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“Cry out to him”, I said bruskly as I rubbed the thick head of my cock up and down her velvet covered slit, then feeling her entry as I pushed I dropped both hands to her hips and rocked forward thrusting deep and hard into her.

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Her cry echoed off the walls of the canyon as I impaled myself deep inside her. She held me so tightly my cock burned as if she had stripped the skin off it when I shoved myself inside her. I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle. Then without mercy or thought I started pounding my thickness in and out of her pussy. It was if her whole body clung to me, molded around the invasion of her body until I threw my head back, closing my eyes and bellowed like a wolf as I came in torrents flooding her with my need and seed.

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Gasping for air, I withdrew with a wet slosh as my cum tinted pink oozed out between her lips and I looked at it confused. Then shrugging I wiped myself and pocketed her panties leaving her gasping and weak on the front of her car.

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To tell the truth I figured she would just jump and finish what she started. I was wrong, though it would be almost a year before I found out otherwise.

The next morning, Cele groaned as she rolled over on the bed that she was laying on. It took her a few seconds to remember everything that happened that night before but once she did, she sat up quickly, gasping.
“Shh… calm down there.” Satoru’s voice reached her ears and she saw him, standing in the door way in front of her. Before, she really couldn’t see him because of the darkness of the alley way but now… she could see everything. She stared at his face, looking at his blue-green wolf like eyes and his soft looking brown hair with facial hair all around his tanned face. Her eyes traveled down to his chest, his arms, his waist… and she stopped at his waist. Blinking a few times, realizing what she was staring at, she quickly looked to the side. She was now blushing, with wide eyes as she thought to herself.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Cele? You’re staring at your kidnappers bulge… Oh, christ… he noticed it, too…”
The whole time Cele was thinking to herself, Satoru stood there watching her and finally just laughed, shaking his head.
“You okay there?” He asked, snapping her out of her thoughts. She quickly looked back at him and nodded.
“Y-yeah, I’m fine…” “He knows you’re lying…” She sighed heavily to herself, closing her eyes in attempt to calm her overly-beating heart. He tilted his head and gently sat himself next to her on the edge of the bed, making her jump again.
“You’re really jumpy, you know that?” He stated, staring at her face again. Just like Cele, he wasn’t able to see her face clearly either that night. He had watched her before in the bar and the streets, but never this closely. He reached a hand out to gently touch her smooth skin on her face but she cringed away from him.
Growling, he grabbed her by the hair, pulling her cringing body close to him, almost laying her down across his lap.
“Stop… pulling away from me…” He said sternly. The fear was back in her beautiful face, making his excitement grow. Feeding off of her fear, he threw her back on the bed and sat on top of her as he held her shoulders down. As he heard the whimpers come from her mouth, he grinned making his ideas grow more and more.
“Please…” She whimpered, almost in tears as she looked up at his curious face, “Stop… just let me go… please.” She begged in the little hope she had the he might actually let her go free. Of course, she was definitely wrong. He kissed her a few times and grinned, ripping her shirt off and throwing it off to the side. He looked at her chest and smiled, grabbing at one breast and nibbling and sucking on the other. A gasp escaped her throat as his teeth lightly bit down on her nipple, sending waves of pleasure through her. She tried to not enjoy it but she couldn’t help it. She had to fight back, to try to show that she didn’t want this.
As he moved to bite her other nipple, she dug her long nails into his back making him cringe only slightly. He bit harder down on her nipple, making her cry out. She bit her lip hard as she felt his hand wander down and started rubbing her outside of her pants.
“Don’t bite your lip…” He looked up at her, “I want to hear you moan… and scream…” He yanked her pants off along with her underwear, lightly touching her sensitive skin. The moment he heard a slight moan come from Cele’s mouth, he grinned and suddenly violently shoved two of his fingers deep inside of her.
He began to finger her hard and fast, watching her grab tightly at the sheets and chuckling lightly under his breath seeing as how she wasn’t trying to get away as much as she really could. He wasn’t holding her down and she wasn’t tied up, his fingers were simply in her.
“Do you like it…?” He asked with a smirk, knowing the obvious answer.
She whimpered and moaned even with her attempts to be quiet. She was enjoying this. She was enjoying this a lot. She couldn’t and didn’t want to tell him to stop.
“Oh god… I don’t want him to stop…” She thought to herself, gripping the sheets tightly in her hands as she felt the waves of pleasure from his fingers raping her violently, her eyes tightly closed.
 Satoru had taken his pants off with his other hand, making sure she didn’t notice that he did. Suddenly, she felt his fingers leave her and his hands gripping her legs to push them up in the air. Once she opened her eyes to see what he was doing, his hard dick shoved into her and she cried out in slight pain feeling herself being stretched out quickly. He grinned, thrusting hard and deep into her as he held both of her legs in the air still. Hearing her whimper with each thrust he gave, made him grin more and start thrusting faster. He knew it was hurting her just a little and he was making a point to make it hurt.
Some tears came from her eyes from the pain of feeling that she had just been ripped in half in a split second. She still moaned and whimpered as she bit down on her lip, secretly not wanting him to stop. Even if she did, she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it from the position she was in. With each thrust he gave, she felt his dick hit her slippery walls hard and quick.
“Oh god…” She gasped out, arching her back as she gripped the sheets. Satoru chuckled a little in amusement to her reactions before he started to moan, thrusting faster as he felt the pleasure build up inside him.
He continued to rape her as the whimpers, moans, and slight cries of pain filled the room. Taking one final, hard thrust into her he released himself inside of her and pulled out, watching her body lay limp on the sheets of his bed. He panted and grinned, leaning over her motionless body to whisper in her ear,
“You’re mine now, Cele…” He kissed her parted lips and got up, disappearing into another room. Her brown, teary eyes watch him leave as she let out a small whimper. This man, Satoru, had just raped her and claimed her his and she honestly didn’t mind…

Secondary school came and went so quickly, with both of us having tons of "crushes", helping each other tackled our "targets", going on group-individual dates. It was also then that her tomboyish ways kinda disappeared gradually, in return was lot more feminine her. As we were also classmates, annually sitting with only each other the whole duration of 5 years, thus later earning us the "Childhood Lovers" taunts, but both knew we were already more than just that, as our "first time" accidentally happened.

Think we were both 15 then in Late-November 1991, 29^th to be precise, after safely completed our middle Secondary education for that year, and with month long term-break just commencing. She dropped by my place with her mum, and asked me to go shopping with her, as our mums began their weekly gossips session. As we left together, they would give that all too familiar "devil smile" and their "evil stare", as they both bid us farewell. (For your information, they were the reason that we are still neighbours now, for along with our Dads, the 4 of them had long plotted to "marry" us!) We sat on the Bus 16, happily heading towards Orchard Road. I knew something wasn’t right that day, as we walked along Orchard Road aimlessly, unlike our usual normal shopping trip where we actually "brought" some stuff. Nevertheless, I didn’t question, as I thought that perhaps she just wanted to relax under the shade. It became distinctively evident that something was indeed wrong, as she began walking closer to me, then holding my arm, before clasping my hands. Before she could interlock those fingers, I turned towards and asked: - " What are you doing?" "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing!" She replied cheerfully, letting go my hand.

"You’re sure?" "Let stop at McDonalds for a drink…I’m thirsty!" I said.

"Me too!" She exclaimed.

It was at McDonalds that she began doing the same thing again, leaning over and placing her hand over mine. But since she said nothing was wrong previously, I thought nothing of it. As she clasped my hand, she appeared rather satisfied. Then I accidentally spoilt the "romantic" mood for her with this question.

"Aren’t you gonna buy something?" I asked.

"Maybe!" She replied happily.

"You better…Or else I’m going to play some arcade games!" I answered.

"I also wanna go play arcade games too!" She said.

"Copycat!" I said as I got up and left.

She caught up with me, and stuck out her tongue in my face, and grabbed my hands, pulling me towards the Amusement Centre, changed about $25 worth of tokens, mainly playing ticketed games. You know the type that you exchanged for prizes. We got a massive gorilla plush from all the tickets won which she forced me to carry, as to be able to grab onto my arm, and preventing me from shaking them off.

"Sneaky bitch" I looked at her and said.

"Whatever...Asshole!" She replied and stuck her tongue at me once more.

"You stick out that tongue once more, I will bite it off!" I declared.

"You asked for it…Geek!" I answered, and darted for her tongue.

It was then that she pashed me, fully and cleanly on the lips, licked me before jumping with joy declaring loudly in tune: - "I stole your first kiss…I stole your first kiss!"

"Gross…Woman!" I replied, as I splat on the floor.

"I gonna get you for that…You stupid…!" I continued.

There we were, chasing each other about all along Orchard Road trying to extract some sort of revenge. To me…It’s seems like a game, but to her, which later I knew was…Foreplay. After a while of "fooling" around, we sat down at the Bus-station, laughing and also trying to catch our breath, when she suddenly grab my arm, and boarded a bus that arrived at the station. I knew it wasn’t the bus home, but had so much fun, that it didn’t matter then.

"Let’s go whenever the bus travel." She said.

"Okay!" I replied, indirectly agreeing to her "scheme"

There we sat, as the bus rocked gently as it travelled, and me clearly dozed off, before she tugged at my arm, awoken me and said: "Time to alight…Sleepyhead!"

"Where are we now?" I questioned.

"You will know later, once we alight!" She replied.

There at that makeshift bus stop, I recognised the all-so-familiar surroundings, It was the place we spent our "formative" years, the village we used to lived in, now clearly in a dilapidated state, with tons of wild weeds growth.

"It’s gonna be flattened tomorrow morning" She said sadly.

"Yap...Heard the news too!" I replied equally depressed.

As we "bashed" through all the thick undergrowth, before coming to a halt, just directly outside the building, we both used to call home. The front door crept eerily, as I gently push it open, and stepped inside with her. It still looked the same, just empty without any furniture. We must be on that site for so long that we failed to noticed the setting sun, and realised that we had already missed the last bus out of there. I knew at once that we had to either spend a night there, or start walking. But she appeared too calm and not really bothered for a young lady, but I just left it as her being tomboyish once more. She then grabbed my arm, and led me in the direction of the canal we both loved swimming in. As we arrived at the very similar tree, the rope we used to propel our partially nude body into the murky canal water, still tightly tied on its outstretched branches. What intrigued me the most was a box, clearly new placed in the shade, but dismissed as perhaps trash in it anyway.

"Let’s plunged in…Just like old times?" She said smilingly.

"Why not?" I answered, sinking deeper into her well-planned trap.

As we began to disrobe, lying our folded clothing neatly on that box, we made our way towards the edge, partially clothed only in our undies. We held each other hands, and stood there a while, before leaping sideways faced together and shouted: - "For old time sake!" A loud [Splash] resounded, as both our bodies entered the murky water, as memories flashed by with the cold water hitting our face. We swam and frolicked about a bit, before climbing back to the bank to dry off. She then proceed to kneel beside the box, took the folded clothing off, opened the lid slightly and reached in, pulling a bottle of mineral water out, took a sip before passing it to me.

"You clearly orchestrated this…Right? I questioned, as I sipped.

"Hmm…. A bit slow, but nevertheless smart!" She answered.

"What’s now…Crafty one?" I said.

"To the well we shall go." "But bring the box along too!" She replied.

As I reached over to carry the box, I peeked in and knew this trip was very well planned, as it contained food, a change of clothing of both of us, torches…etc. With her carrying her beloved plush for once, and the box over my shoulders, we paved our way towards the well. Her cute firm butt checks swayed sexily from behind her pink "Bee-Dees" boy-leg undies, as I looked as I walked behind. With my freed hand, I pinched gently on her left butt cheek, before quickening my pace forwards, narrowly avoiding her reversed back-fist.

This time round, I stuck my tongue at her, and ran off as she gave chase towards the well. We had to bath in our soiled undies together, as I was forced to draw the water, just like old times. Her nipples perked though the thin material of her matching pink bra, as the cold water came gushing from the top, as she squatted before me, washing the soap studs along with the grime. Thought she had rather small breasts (Think was about 70A last measured!), the top-down view into her bra was nevertheless amazing. She waited for me to clean myself off, before stepping in with me, as I threw the last bucket of water over my head. The water not only refreshed and cleaned us; it also caused our undies to cling tightly to our bodies, revealing clearly all our genital outline to each other. Following our shower, we continued on our way towards the tattered unit, towelled dried ourselves in separate locations inside, changed into our new set of clothing, sat down on a mat, eating our dinner of biscuit, chips and lighted-jam bread. As the sky darkened, we switched on the torches, and sat hurdled together, with a blanket draped over out shoulders, as we chatted about childhood memoirs, current life…etc.

As the night went on, we grew tired, and lay down side-by-side to rest. As I was about to doze off, She asked: - "Do you liked what I had planned today?"

"Yeah…It’s good…Very well-planned!" "Just not enough time only!" I replied.

"Since we are both still awake…Why not we play a game…Something we never tried before!" She said, as she turned on her side.

"Okay!" I answered excitedly, kinda knowing what she had in mind.

She lay on her side, and whispered softly: - "Let’s have sex!"

"You must be joking…Right?" I laughed

"No!" She said in a firm tone.

"You mean you’re feeling horny and wanna fuck now?" I asked.

"So crude!" "[Make Love] sounds nicer, and for your info…Yes, I’m horny!" She said jokingly

I looked and turned towards her and said: - "No…It’s not right!" "You are my {Jie Jie]…That’s incest…Immoral, you know!"

"You have morals meh?" "Pinching my rear…Looking lustfully at me dressed only in my [Bee-Dees]…Is that moral?" She jokingly questioned.

"To be frank, I planned for today, a little more than just looking at this place one last time, a little physical [action]!" She added, in a serious tone.

"You know, I didn’t smuggled this out for show!" She continued, reaching into her rear shorts pocket, putting a condom packet between her fingers.

"I really want you to be the first guy I try [Poke Poke] with!" she added

"But I really nor sure how to do it properly!" I shyly continued.

"I also...Just know your penis supposed to go into her!" She said, pointing towards her vagina.

"Who don’t know that…even 3 ye…!" I wanted to say teasingly.

"You talk too much!" She said, as she placed her fingers against my lips, promptly removing them as she pashed me.

"You too!" I answered, as I returned her "flavour".

As we lay on our sides, we exchanged several "flirting" kisses to and fro, which was rather grossed at first then magical as it went on. We paused for a while to catch out breath, before we looked into each other’s eyes, closed them as we leaned forward together truly exchanging out first kiss. He lips felt velvety soft against mine, as we locked lips for a long while, carefully feeling its slippery surface with our tongues. So hands became involved, as we caressed each other face, slowly making their way downwards head, neck, back and finally front. Her short layered hairs felt silky soft, with skin on her face and neck glidingly smooth. As we were still fully clothed then, I felt her thin bra straps along her shoulders, towards the wider straps across her back, feeling them all the way around her armpits, converging towards the bottom of her thickly padded front cups. Without asking her permission, I began moving my palms up-and-down her profiled bra, feeling her knowingly pebble-shaped breasts and the seemingly narrow "channel" between them, as my hands went down.

"Gentle leh!" She said, as I was caressing them rather vigorously, as I really couldn’t felt them through all the thick padding.

With those words in mind, I notch down a gear, and decelerated gradually, with my fingers gently massaging her "clothed protrusion", from its base all to the "tips", as if trying to taper them slightly. After a while of frontal skirmish, I leaned forward slightly, and buried my face between her "clothed" breasts-filled bra, taking a long whiff at it. Gosh…They really smell buttery heavenly, like freshly baked cakes.

"Yo…Your breasts smells like [Hazeline] cream." I said.

"I see what you’re trying to do?" "Trying to amplify your breasts!" I added.

"Cannot meh?" "Later K.O you with them…Then you know!" She answered gingerly.

"What?" "With those pebbles?" I laughed as I proceed placing my hands either side of her shirt, lifting them up as she struggled in vainly to prevent me from disrobing her top. Without much effort, she sat upright with her hands "forcefully" raised towards the night sky, and her top came flying off, leaving her bust clothed in a plain baby blue coloured "push-up" bra. Her hands then lowered and instinctly shielded her bra-covered breasts, preventing me from gaining sight "advantage".

"Very sneaky…Trying to peek at my [pebbles]?" She said.

"Pebbles are way lots bigger than [those]!" I answered jokingly, as she removed her left hand from her front, obviously trying to punch me.

I grabbed her "attacking" hand mid-air as my other hand cuffed her right wrist, and pulled them in opposite directions, as far apart as she could comfortably physically managed, and gently push her off-centre towards her back. As I got her by surprise, she tipped over without much difficulty; her hands firmly pinned above her head as she landed.

"I got you where I want you to be now!" "All resistance is futile…For I can see and do what I have planned now!" I said victoriously.

"Not fair…You play cheat!" She replied, as she sulked a bit.

Knowing what she meant, I pointed to my shirt, as I uncuffed her and said: - "You meant this?" She nodded, as she took them off my back, and jokingly said: -"Okay lah…A bit more fair!"

I continued with my planned frontal invasion, thought her breast weren’t much considered to be an eye feast, they were nevertheless still sexily appealing. Even without her shirt hindrance, her bosom -filled bra still felt naturally thick, hardly exhibiting her nipples at all. But that didn’t deter me from giving her breast the simulation it needed, as I traced the silhouette of the bra gently before intensifying the pressure and speed slightly. I then inserted my finger underneath her underwired front, via the gaps resulting as she began breathing slightly erratically but was pulled out before I could lift them off.

She said: - "There’s something I wanna tell you before I let you de-bra me." "I’m not 100% like other girl you had crushes on!"

"What is you big secret then?" "You a man actually…Or is it about your "inverted" left nipple?" I asked.

"How did you know about that?" She questioned rudely, gently slapping my cheeks with her palm.

"Remember the times we were nude…From young till playing [doctor]...Kinda noticed that then!" I replied, as 1 amateurishly lifted the padded front towards the top in 1 swift motion, freeing her breasts instantly.

"Since I saw and knew about it for so long, I guess you shouldn’t feel shy or inadequate about it!" "There’s other things that attractive about you!" I continued, trying to assume and hopefully would boost her self-esteem a little.

"Must be your first time trying to undo someone’s bra" She exclaimed, and reached over her back unclasping her bra hooks.

"Now be gentle lah!" she added, as she leaned forwards slightly, and let her bra slipped naturally from her chest region.

I then greedily savour her breasts with my mouth and massaged them sensitivity with my hands. But couldn’t felt much as she was clearly getting too excited, with her hands moved frantically everywhere, before grabbing my head and planted my face firmly in her chest, right in-between her petite breasts. It was sure a good thing that her breasts weren’t ample or I would have clearly suffocated, even if she hadn’t forced my head there.

"Hey!" "You want me to die…Is it?" I shouted jokingly.

"To have you "die by my breast torture" would be too kind to you." She answered jokingly too.

Though her breasts were like 2 "mole hills" on flat ground, they still felt like firm jelly, wobbly yet solidly centred, as my head rested against them momentarily. Her nipples, only her right perked proudly, like raisins and the other did raised slightly though still utterly inverted. Her hands reached inside of my short, made its way past my boxers, and grabbed my erected penis and started yanking at it. With both clearly inexperienced then, I prematurely ejaculated, as my penis hadn’t yet to be desensitised enough, coating her hand with semen.

"Yak!" "What’s all this whitish-looking slime?" She said as she pulled out her semen-covered fingers.

"Sorry!" "Think I kinda [erupted] already" I said sheepishly.

"What?" "Is that all…So fast game over!" "I had only just beginning to warm-up a little!" "Very disappointed leh!" "Thought you would at least last a bit longer!" She replied relentlessly insulting.

"Yo…Your [man-ooze] sure smells familiar…Like your bed sheet!" "Oh…I now see what you been up to all the time!" She added, sniffing before dripping some of the "fluid" onto her awaiting tongue and into her mouth.

"Tasted like plain yoghurt, though slightly fishy, but nevertheless still palatable." She concluded.

I looked at her in disgust, as she tried to offer me some.

"Anyway…I read somewhere that it would take some time, before penile action can be regained!" "Why not as you recuperate…Lets Continue with some other action leh?" She said sexily.

"But be gentle!" "Take it slow" "No hurry as it would be some time before you will ready again!" She added.

She lay me on me back, placed her hand at the hems of my shorts, and with 1 rapidly motion, pull my shorts down along with my boxer to my knees, as I lifted my butt of the floor to assist her a little. The sticky spot at the front of my boxers reminded both of us of the "accident" a while ago, as it began to soak into the boxer material. I thought she had something planned on her mind, as she dazed for a while

"Gross…So you expect me to clean up your mess?" She sarcastically said, as she lifted my limp penis from the slimy smudge.

"Well, if you want do…No one stopping you!" I jokingly answered.

"But I don’t trust your cleaning skills!" I continued.

I stood up, grabbed a bottle of mineral water and some tissue, and stepped out of my soiled clothing, proceeded outside to give my penile area a wash, before towel-dry them. As I was cleaning up myself, she stood at the doorway observing what I was doing. She then placed her hand on the towel as soon as I stepped into the house again towel-drying my penis, and began massaging it, feeling its dimensions. It was not long that she removed the towel, and lay her bare hands against my penis, with her fingers firmly grasping around my penile shaft, casing it to erect a little.

"It’s alive!" She shouted jokingly, as my penis was expanding acceleratory, pulsing angrily like a dominant volcano threatening to erupt any moment.

"It feels lots better now…Better than the "pornographic" stage it was couple of minutes ago!" She added.

As she stood in front of me, massaging my penis back into action, I placed my hands on each side of her demin shorts, and slowly slid them downwards, as she knowingly parted her tanned slender legs. I only managed to glide them past her "sun-kissed" toned thighs, slightly above her knees before she slowly wriggled then further down towards her ankles. With her shorts now loose around her ankles, she then proceeded to push me back a little, as she stepped forward, and tossed them backwards with her left leg, leaving her still clothed in her matching baby blues coloured boy-leg undies, shielding her prominent pubic area.

As I slowly positioned my hands towards the side of her undies, she grabbed my now half-erected penis, slid it gently in-between us, laying its head softly against her "baby-flab" tummy, then sheathing her fingers tightly around the penile shaft, daintily stroking it. My penis slowly dilated, slowly building length, width and pressure once more, with each stroke she gave, firm yet precised.

"Not so fast yet…I want you to feel me through my undies first, before you remove them!" She whispered sexily.

"Your desire should be met with pleasure…Highness!" I jokingly replied.

As I shifted my hands from the side, converging them towards the conspicuous front, feeling her reasonably pubis growth through the thin material, as I moved towards her rapidly dampening secluded vaginal area. As I slowly inched my fingers forwards, I could feel intense heat amplifying, and increasingly humid, as the contour her outer vaginal lips began to promptly appeared. My fingers rested gently against those contours, before retreating back then invitingly forwards slightly, with a slight open-close motion. Each every movement made, more secretions appeared to seep out her already moist shielded vagina, and seemingly drenching the "cloth" firmly wedged between her legs. She parted her legs even more, as I sped up my vaginal assault, with my middle finger probing between those lips, as if trying to plug a leaking hole. More of her secretions seeped down, as her legs began to wobble slightly, allowing my finger to push more "cloth" deeply into her pulsing vagina.

"Ahhh….!" She moaned slightly, with her breath increasingly eccentric fast.

As she moaned, she too sped up her penile assault, enveloped her fingers tighter as she notched up a gear and accelerated. With her clearly losing control, seemingly appeared not able to apply brake as time soon, I knew that I gonna "spew out", and before long, as my penis churned along its shaft, vomited the pulsing contents via its "mouth", and onto clothed mons veneris as she suddenly vaulted up slightly into the air then plunging, and thus penetrated my sheathed middle finger ¼ into her inhaling vagina, as she orgasmed for the very first time.

"Like a virgin…Fuck for the very first time…Like a vir…vir…virgin…Orgasm for her very first time!" I jokingly sang as she rested her head against my shoulders, trying to regulated her breath, as I removed my fingers, and my semen permeated the front of her undies.

"You very bad…make fun of me!" She shyly said, as she slowly regained her breath.

"Look what you have done…Asshole!" "You totally ruined my brand-new undies!" She sadly said, as her felt the sticky "man slime" contiguously soaking into her undies, as it rapidly streamed downwards.

"What…My fault again?" "I will wash them for you loh!" I replied.

"Who want you to wash them…. You pervert!" "I don’t care…You must buy me a new set!" She answered in a serious tone.

"If not…I will break your penis in half right now!" She continued as her hands closed tightly, as if trying to do what she previously said.

"Okay…you win!" "I will buy you a new set for your birthday present next year lah!" I redundantly said, knowingly that I will most probably forgotten by then.

"No…I want them A.S.A.P!" "But not this cheap brand…I want the Calvin Klein lingerie set displayed at EROS, but in baby-pink colour!" She said happily.

"And you must come with me to buy!" She added.

"There goes my holiday pay!" I sadly said, but nevertheless was contented to do.

After hearing my agreed answer, she immediately took off her semen-ruined undies, and threw them beside her discarded bra top. As she walked towards the opened door, a gentle breeze blew in right between her legs, carrying with it a sweet aroma mixed with the familiar semen reek. I followed closely behind, and placed my right hand against her waist, as we both step outside the house, and into the moonlight. The moon was perfectly round and bright, as it totally illumined the surrounding, as we both could make out the silhouette of the tree, the well and several others landmarks clearly. As we both stood mesmerised, trying to comprehend that "dreamy" feeling just now, a cool breeze brew bring us back to reality.

"You know…We might never be the same again after tonight." She said.

"I’m very frightened that I gonna lose you!" She said, as tear began welling up her eyes.

"It’s okay…That’s nothing to fear!" I assured her.

"I promise that no matter what happens after tonight, or in the future…You will always been my friend!" I added.

"That’s nice…And I too promise that we will always be friends!" She replied, as we both hooked out last finger as a physical sign of our commitments.

"But right now…You are my lover!" I lustfully said.

"Why you little rascal!" She jokingly replied, as we began to laugh in sync.

"I love you, Yun!" I whispered.

"I love you too, Hui!" She answered.

With that, I pushed her towards my front, with her firmly grasped at the waist and her hands firmly behind my neck, we pashed passionally. Slowly exploring each other lips as our tongues crossed, engaging in furious battle. But as we were physically "heating" up once more, I unlocked our lips, and began to lick her face.

"That’s for this afternoon." I said.

"I see…You are looking for more tongue fight!" "For spoiling the mood, I will extract my revenge on you…Right now!" She replied, as we began fooling around.

As we both attack and defend simultaneously, our naked bodies felt like dancing under the moonlight…So naturally beautiful. For the very first time, her body appeared rather different, unlike the times we saw each other nude. The moonlight reflected off her body, giving off a very sexy glow, while I admired her nude body truly. As if she got my glance, she stopped our "childish" games, and posed seductively with her body in varies angles, perfectly utilising the moonlight perfectly, as it reflected off varies body parts, or so I say her tomboyish curves.

What caught my attention the most was her pubis, which I recalled, was about 3 years since I last saw them. Her pubes had grew much more intense and denser now, than their sparse growth 3 years ago, which then barely covered her spongy pubic tissue. Nevertheless, its hair growth is still the same, triangle-shaped beginning from the each side of her mons pubis, sloping towards the middle resembling a narrow valley. A sticky residue appeared glittering between those valley, most probably a mixture of semen and her orgasmic secretions. I noticed with each glance of them, that my penis began gradually hardening once more. I held her in my arms, before gradually inching forwards towards her pubis growth, which was my second time feeling then. Her pubes felt incredibly silky, with each strand medium-length and curly towards the end, against the bare skin of my probing hands. I too confirmed the shimmering residue, for it smell sweet with slight semen taint, as I played with them between my fingers momentarily. I began kneeling down as I reached deeper towards her vagina; I placed my tongue against her spongy area, and tasted for the very first time. It tasted heavenly, like her breasts just lots muskier. As I probed deeper, she spread her leg willingly, taking more of her into my mouth. I felt her "improved" outer vaginal lips for the very first time, as it was virtually hairless, and felt smooth against my lubricated fingers. I wanted to probe further, but her legs suddenly gave way and she collasped forward into me.

"Ouch!" I said.

"Sorry…Got a bit intense just now!" She replied.

"You wanna return to the house?" I asked

"Don’t bother…Kinda like it here better!" She replied.

I proceed to find a good spot to lay her down, as she willingly reclined onto her back, slightly spreading her legs. With the moonlight directly shining at her vaginal area, it clarified what I felt. Her labra majora looked lightly "crusty" from her dried secretions, as formed perfectly on the slit, preventing further exploration. I placed my face in-between her leg, as I positioned my mouth towards the silt, and stuck out my well-moistened tongue, giving it a good lick several times, before it came crumply off. It not also gave off a sweet aroma; it tasted sweetly nice too. With her outer vaginal lips now properly moistened, it began opening up slightly, letting off a honey-like scent.

"Please don’t look any further!" She said, pulling my head upwards.

"They look very unpleasant!" She added.

"It’s okay…I’ve seen worse than that!" I answered; trying to assured her slightly.

"Please…For my sake!" She replied.

I respected her wishes, as I headed back upwards and lay on my side beside her. As I pashed her, I too continued my vaginal explorations, as I parted her outer lips slightly, causing her mounting secretions to trickle out, and only slightly more as I parted them even further. I knew that she had a very beautiful labra minora, as its left inner lip folded nicely on top of the right lip, as I probed in with my index finger. As I gently lifted her lips apart, a sudden gush of secretion came rushing out, as her inner lips sealed the entrance to her vagina canal perfectly.

"You know…I can feel that you have a incredibly fashioned vagina, from the touch of your outer and inner vaginal lips." I said reassuringly.

"Sorry…That I don’t allow you to have a look at it." "I’m just too shy!" She replied.

"Can I massage your penis, as you massage my vagina?" She continued.

"Okay…He’s all yours to play with!" I replied jokingly.

As she began playfully tempered with my penis, stroking it sometimes gently, and occasionally vigorously, but nevertheless still highly effective. My penis stood proudly still, all 5¾ ins. of it, as pre-cum began oozing out, lubricating the penile head. I too proceeded with opening her inner lips up, as I probed my middle finger gently past her inner "gates" and into her moist "passage". I could feel every ridge and dent of her pulsing vagina, with each contraction taking more of my finger in.

"Can I take a lick at your [Popsicle]?" She said.

"Feel free…But I don’t really like the idea though!" I replied.

She began lowering herself towards my angry-looking penis, and began licking it from base up to the tip, before gradually opening her mouth, gently taking my penis and swallowing deeper into her mouth. She started to choke slightly, as she was clearly inexperienced.

"Come up…Before you gag to death!" "Don’t want tomorrow headlines to read [Woman died from penile torture]!" I jokingly said.

She laughed as she made her way up towards me. I pashed her the moment our eyes met, and rolled on top of her. She knowingly spread her leg; just wide enough to accommodate my lower torso, with her knees bent to the side. I felt her vagina for the last time, ensuring that she’s still sufficiently "lubed", before reaching down and positioned my penis against her vagina entrance, with some assistance from her. She then closed her eyes, and nodded signalling me to start inserting my penis into her. As I gradually insert my penis, I could clearly observed from her facial expression, that it was rather uncomfortable for her, as her body swayed sideways too. As I penetrated deeper, her hands clasped behind my neck and her feet lay directly above mine. It was above halfway into her ribbed vagina that I met some opposition, and her face cringed slightly as my penis tried desperately to slip past the "barrier". Before long, a [pop] sound was heard, and my penis instantly submerged, as if was forcefully sucked in. Her face of pain gradually turned into one of ecstasy, as she started to moan a little louder, as I began inserting, then retreating my penis in/from her gradually, before speeding up vigorously. Her inner vaginal lips caressed the sides my penis perfectly, from its head all along the shaft right, till its base as it envelopedly shaped, with her outer vagina lips pulsing continually, engulfing more of my penis with each beat. As I sped up, I knew she would orgasmed soon, as her mouth formed an [O] shape, her leg tensing and firmly clasped behind my back, her breathing increasingly rapid, and her hands pulling me downwards into her.

"Err…The condom" I said.

"It’s okay…I wanna feel naturally every inch and piece of you in me!" She replied barely audible under her breath.

"But you might get pregnant, if…" I answered, but knowingly it was already too late, as I truly ejaculated deep into her vagina.

"Yessss…" She too moaned, as her body bucked violently for a while.

I knew that I had just emptied my largest load yet, with my legs jellify as her vagina contracted and expanded energetically, as if gasping for oxygen along with her pelvic "muscle" sucking me bone-dry. I lay on top of her momentarily, utterly exhausted from all the physical exertion, as my precious "life-force" began seeping out from my penile head, into her gasping vagina, swallowed into her vaginal throat towards her widely-opened cervix, and despotised finally into her uterus. Our perspiration like diamond glittering beneath the moonlight, as we lay face to face, comprehending what had just occurred between us.

"Am I your first?" We asked each other concurrently.

"Yes!" We answered each other in one voice.

"Thank you!" I said.

"Thank you too!" She replied.

After her vagina stopped beating, I removed my utterly limp penis out between her legs, as blood mixed semen began to flow slowly out of her unplugged tired vagina. We felt asleep almost instantly in each other’s arms, as the results of our sexual encounter continually trickled down her vaginal lips, and onto the moonlit grass. We stayed in that position till we woke up early next morning, left just before the demolition crew came in. As we headed towards the bus stop, Chelsea showed me her semen-strained undies, indirectly reminding me of my promise to her, and secondly a reminder of our wonderful first night together. With that, our fear never materialised, as we are still best of friends now, and hopefully forever.

"So, what\'s the plan Chase?" "Well, not many girls expect a full white husky in New York, so let\'s walk on over and say hello." I used to have an Irish Setter named Red. Some bastard ran him over and when I went to run to him, battery fluid, oil, and some funky fluid spilled all over me when I picked up Red. About a week after we buried him, I realized I could turn myself into any breed of dog I wanted. Not to mention that I could give myself and Trace any looks we wanted. Hurts like hell for a minute since it changes our DNA and fingerprints. Weird right? Anyway, back to the hottie on the corner.

So, we walked over and I did the usual; sniffed her delicious crotch. "Chase! Bad dog! I\'m so sorry Ms., please excuse me." "Oh, that\'s alright. What a beautiful dog! Is she a husky?" "He, he\'s a husky. Chase is his name." "Awwww, how cute!" "Let me make it up to you. Say, lunch perhaps?" "Yeah, that sounds wonderful!" Bingo.

"So, my name\'s Mary. What\'s your name?" "Trace, pleasure to meet you." So, they sat at a nice outdoor restuarant and talked. Got to hand it to him, Trace knows what to say. I\'m just in it for the sex and money. Trace likes the same as well; not bad for identical twins. I had some steak and kept staring at those daisy duke shorts, wondering when I could pin her and lick her pussy till I was full.

We saw a movie, Trace talked the guy into letting his dog in since "I was well behaved." I hated the muzzle, but I wanted to see the movie, so I put up with it. It was getting late and Mary wanted to get going home.

Emma was not really Sara’s aunt but her mom’s cousin, and though they couldn’t read each other’s minds, they had a special relationship that brought them much closer than distant cousins would suggest.

Sara had been brought up in the same strict household as her Aunt Emma, and like her aunt was learning the realities between what her mother taught her and what her body was telling her. At a young age she felt like she was suffocating but couldn’t tell why. At a young age she also noticed that her aunt was different than the other people in her family. She heard them whisper that Aunt Emma "had" to get married, and although she didn’t know what that meant, she knew the rest of the family wasn’t happy about it. She guessed that was the reason she only saw her aunt on special occasions. But what she understood above all else was that she loved her aunt and always felt good when she was around. Aunt Emma talked about stuff. She talked about the difference between boys and girls and she was the one who told Sara about her period and what happens to a girl’s body when she grows up. Stuff Sara’s mom would never talk about.

So when Sara was told she would need a babysitter while her parents were at a church getaway for the weekend, the disappointment turned to excitement when she found out Aunt Emma would be watching her. Sara felt she was old enough to take care of herself, but a weekend with her aunt was more like a sleep over at a girlfriend’s than being babysat. And when her aunt told her that her uncle was talking Samantha and Jessie camping for the week, Sara was thrilled even more at the prospect of having all her aunt’s attention for herself.

Emma picked Sara up after school and the fun began. Emma took her to the mall and not only bought Sara a brand new dress and two outfits for the weekend, but also taught her the art of flirting with boys. Sara learned how to walk sexy and look at boys so they stopped dead in their tracks. She loved watching her aunt tease the men in the shops and picked up on all her tricks. Sara felt grown up and sexy, not like a little girl, and she loved it.

That night Emma took Sara to a fancy restaurant to show off her new dress, and though Sara could tell her aunt was attracting most of the attention, she felt more than a few eyes looking her over in the little black dress. The night flew bye in a haze of excitement and girl talk. Emma had let Sara drink from her glass of wine and by the time they returned to Emma’s home, Sara was fighting to keep her eyes open.

Sara woke in the darkness. Something had woken her, someone was crying. Her head was fuzzy and it took her a minute to realize she was in her cousin Samantha’s bed and not her own. She listened in the darkness but there was only silence. Sara slid from under the covers, her mouth dry and in need of a glass of water. Her bare feet padded across the thick carpet and she pulled the door open stepping out into the hall. The hardwood was cold under her naked feet and she shivered as she looked down the hall at the closed door of her aunt’s room.

Sara held the wood banister making her way downstairs when she heard the cry again. She was certain she had heard it this time. It sounded like a woman crying, like her aunt, and it was coming from the living room. At the bottom of the stairs Sara turned up the hallway and saw that a light was shining from the livingroom. She froze in her steps as she looked around the corner. A shiver starting at the base of her spine working its way outward until her fingers were quivering. It felt as if her flannel pj’s had disappeared and she was naked, just like her Aunt Emma.

Sara’s aunt was lying on top of someone, a man, in the middle of the living room floor. Though Sara could see most of her aunt, she could only see bits and pieces of the man; his arms sticking out from under her aunt’s hips and his legs poking out from her shoulders. It reminded Sara of the time her little brother pulled the head from her Barbie doll and replaced it with the head of his GI Joe doll. Their parts were all mixed up.

As her eyes began to make sense of the details, Sara realized the shadow between her aunt’s legs was no shadow at all, but the dark hair of the man’s head, shifting and shaking. Her eyes moved along the soft curves of her aunt’s body and, as if he knew she was there, the man’s leg fell flat and Sara could see her aunt’s face in profile. She leaned on her opposite elbow, and with her free hand reached up and took hold of the long shaft poking up from between the man’s legs. Sara’s eyes went wide at the sight of flesh towering from the man’s hips. Her aunt’s hand pumped up and down its thick length, then her head lowered and a deep moan escaped her lips, striking the young girl, as she watched the shaft disappear into her aunt’s mouth.

It was the moan that turned the chill in Sara’s young body to fever. Still shaking, she felt sweat beading on her forehead as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. While her eyes were confused her ears had come alive and she took in all the sounds; the moaning from her aunt and the muffled words from the man between her aunt’s legs, the slurping, sucking and lip smacking coming from both ends of the twisting, writhing beast on the Persian rug. Sara stood there in the middle of the door way, looking down on the two lovers, watching his finger disappearing between the spread cheeks of her aunt’s round butt.

The young girl jumped when the bodies in front of her suddenly separated. The man had shifted forcefully to the side and Sara ducked behind the wall as her aunt said words Sara had never heard before. The words scared and excited Sara and she felt the lust in her aunt’s voice. Her hand pressed instinctively to her damp panties. She heard her own moan as her nimble fingers moved over her sensitive mound. Her knees buckled and Sara sank down against the wall listening to the bodies wrestling on the other side.

On her knees, Sara poked her head around the corner as the man cried out, "Oh, Fuck!" and the young girl watched the older woman pressing her hips down over the man so his penis went up inside her hole. Sara watched breathlessly as her aunt bounced up and down, her head thrown back and her breasts bouncing, the man’s flesh appearing then disappearing into the open petals of her flower. Sara’s eyes fixed on her aunt’s face, seeing the pleasure that was there and somehow understanding.

The young girl sat up on her knees behind the wall and pushed her pj bottoms down her slender thighs so that only her panties covered her round bottom. Sitting back on her feet she peeked around the corner again pressing her fingers to her damp slit hidden under the thin cotton. Here eyes were fixed on the spot where her aunt and the man were connected and she wondered how something so big could ever fit inside her. She watched her aunt’s hips rocking back and forth over the man’s thing, swallowing it, and she practiced the motion, leaning forward on one arm, moaning quietly as she rolled her hips over her probing fingers.

Aunt Emma’s hair was different down there. Sara had seen her mother naked and her hair was thick and covered everything down there. Emma’s was just a small patch above her slit and Sara could see the lips wrapped around his penis. Sitting back once more, the girl slowly pulled her wet panties away from her waist and peered down at the delicate fuzz barely visible there. Blushing, she tentatively slid her hand down her belly then gasped as her slender finger pressed between her swollen lips.

The scene had changed and the man was now behind Sara’s aunt. "Oh, God! Ya! Fuck my cock!" he cried, and Emma looked back over her shoulder on all fours as she thrust her hips back against his.

"Cock!" The word crawled into Sara’s ears and slid down over her tongue. She let it slip quietly from her lips, tasting it for the first time and loving its sound. His cock slid into her aunt from behind and he grabbed her shoulders and his hips shot forward slapping noisily against her ass as he grunted. Emma’s breath left her in a deep moan and she hugged the cushions of the couch, "Ooooh! Fuck my cunt! Yes! Fuck it!" The words washed over Sara and her body reacted, relaxing around her finger, allowing it deeper into her cunt. She was moaning in time with her aunt, riding a wave of pleasure through her young body she had never dreamed possible.

Sara’s eyes took in the sight of the young man’s muscular body and she licked her dry lips craving him like a desperate thirst. Her eyes followed the line of his round ass up his twisting back and muscular shoulders to the contours of his square jaw, when she suddenly recognized him. He was the waiter from the restaurant her aunt had flirted with that night, making Sara blush because he was so cute. Her aunt did not know him so Sara couldn’t imagine how it was that he was there.

Sara stared wide eyed at the young man. He was younger than her aunt who was almost 27. She knew because he had asked for her aunt’s ID when she ordered wine and she had teased him until he admitted he was only 22. The idea excited Sara. Her aunt with a younger man, more than ten years younger than her husband.

For the first time Sara thought of her uncle, but to her surprise, she was not upset. Instead the idea excited her more. She suddenly thought of her own mother and wished she could see her fucking the waiter. She imagined her there, down on the floor with her hair freed from its permanent bun, her legs spread and his huge cock causing her to scream the way her aunt was screaming. She thought of her father, so strict and rigid and cold, and maybe if her mom had a cock like the waiter’s to play with she wouldn’t be so harsh all the time.

"I’m gunna cum!" the waiter cried out and Sara watched her aunt spin around, lean back against the couch, and pull the man’s cock to her. He thrust it between her naked tits, shining wet from her cunt, and she sucked and licked at its head until it throbbed and a blur of white burst from its tip splashing over her tongue and lips, dripping down onto her breasts as she squeezed them around his spurting shaft.

Sara’s body shook and her young cunt contracted around her finger. She bit her tongue and fear and excitement flowed through her. Her flannel pj’s clung to her sweating body and her head came back to her as if she had woken from a dream. She pulled her bottoms up and with out looking twice, slipped back up the stairs and into her bed. She lay there under the covers shivering, feeling guilty, excited, ashamed and confused. She waited for something to happen but nothing did. She drifted into a fitful sleep.

She didn’t know how long she had slept but it was still dark when she woke to her door opening. She played that she was sleeping, but from the light outside her door she could see her aunt moving toward her. She sat on the edge of Sara’s bed. She was naked. Sara closed her eyes and felt her aunt’s hand pushing the hair away from her brow. For a long moment everything was still and silent. Then Sara felt her aunt’s kiss on her forehead before she got up and slipped quietly out the door. Sara fell asleep with her fingers wet from the second orgasm of her young life.

Sara walked on the edge of fear and excitement the next day as she studied her aunt, looking for some sign of what she saw the night before. They went roller skating and shopped and ate at trendy restaurants. Sara’s aunt was flirtatious and sexy the entire time and Sara mimicking her every nuance. They ended the night with a movie, but Sara was distracted wondering if one of the men her aunt had flirted with throughout the day might end up fucking her tonight. When they arrived home, Sara said she was exhausted and ran off to bed like a little girl anxious for Santa Clause to arrive.

She sat wide awake in the dark, listening. What felt like hours passed and Sara’s disappointment turned to fatigue. The lids of her eyes were heavy and she felt sleep closing in around her. Then something snapped and she shot up in her bed. She listened and waited. She slipped from the covers and slowly pulled open the door poking her head into the hall and listening. There was something.

She wanted to be ready tonight so she stepped back into her room pushing the door shut. Her pj bottoms fell to the floor and before she pulled them back up she had slipped her panties off and tucked them under her pillow. As she climbed down the stairs she could feel her naked body beneath the flannel pj’s.

There was no light in the living room this time, but a glow came from the kitchen further down the hall. Sara stopped at the corner and peaked around into the kitchen. The light was on but it was empty. She heard voices but couldn’t make them out over the sound of the jets from the jacuzzi on the back porch. Sara tip-toed across the cold kitchen floor until she could see her aunt in the hot tub.

She was standing there with the water bubbling around mid-thigh, bent at the waist, her elbows resting on the edge of the tub. The man standing behind her was thrusting his cock hard between her legs while the man in front of her sat on the rim of the tub, leaning back on his elbows. Her mouth slid up and down his cock. The darkness of their skin startled Sara and looked almost black against her aunt’s pale flesh. Their body’s were all muscle and creamy chocolate, their cocks thick and long and black as night as they slid in and out of her cunt and lips. It was as if their cocks were connected inside her aunt and her body simply slid back and forth over the ebony spike, one end thrusting in, while the other pushed out. Sara’s young body ached with desire.

Her aunt climbed out of the water and pulled both men by their cocks to the sofa set against the wall of the enclosed porch. She pushed the man whose cock she’d been sucking down on the couch and straddled his hips, pushing her cunt down over his erect flesh. Sara gasped when she saw her aunt guiding the other cock to the hole between her round butt cheeks.

The young girl was breathless as she watched the man climb over her aunt stuffing his gigantic black meat into her ass. Both men began rocking their hips rhythmically and her aunt danced between their bodies, her pink flesh swallowed up in their dark arms. Her moans were nearly screams and with each one Sara pressed deeper into her own tight slit, standing there with her bottoms around her knees. She stared entranced by the black cocks fucking her aunt’s ass and pussy, one moving in, the other out, her petite body grinding between their massive frames.

"Fuck that cock, Baby! That’s it! Fuck my monster with that sweet cunt! Goddam girl!" There voices echoed in Sara’s ears and her juices dribbled down her fingers. When she looked up she saw her aunt’s eyes reflected in the blackness of the patio window. They were locked on Sara’s own eyes, staring right into her.

Sara nearly screamed, but she had no breath in her lungs. She yanked her pj’s up and ran like lightning until she was under her covers sobbing. She waited, but there was nothing. She waited for the door to swing open and her aunt to pounce on her in a rage, but there was nothing. An hour passed and Sara drifted off to sleep.

When she woke it was still dark, and again she could see her aunt’s silhouette moving toward her in the light from the hall. She could smell the chlorine from the jacuzzi on her naked skin as she sat on the edge of the bed. Sara pretended sleep as her aunt brushed her hair from her forehead.

"Sara?" she whispered but the young girl was too scared to speak. She lay there on her back, her eyes closed tight, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She waited for her aunt’s kiss but her hand lingered this time stroking Sara’s long blonde hair. Then the fingers slipped softly into the nape of Sara’s neck, caressing her skin. The fingertips were like soft kisses and Sara felt her body start to relax. The fingers roamed over the young girl’s shoulders then down across her chest tracing circles around the sensitive nipples poking up against the course flannel sending a shiver through Sara’s body.

Her aunt’s touch moved lower until her fingers danced around the naked flesh of her naval, tickling, but not so she laughed. The fingers explored the gap of skin between Sara’s tops and bottoms. Butterflies swirled in her belly and she felt her thighs drifting apart. As the fingertips kissed the hem of her waistband, Sara drew in her breath. Her chest rose and her tummy sank and she felt her aunt’s fingers slip beneath the elastic band. They massaged the sensitive mound of young flesh rising up from her virgin slit then slid down over her electric button.

Sara gasped breathing hard now but still holding her eyes shut, her hands clutching the sheets at her side. The fingers moved delicately over her tender lips, prying them open and exploring the velvet folds inside, slick with wetness. One finger vibrated over Sara’s button making sparks appear behind her eyelids while another teased the nerves inside her young cunt. Her aunt’s touch worked magic between her slender thighs until her body tensed and her nerves broke open with heat and pleasure spreading from her sex to the tips of her fingers and toes. Sara’s body went limp and her aunt’s lips pressed against her forehead before she left the room without a word.

Sara made her way downstairs in the morning to her aunt making breakfast. Sara was afraid to look her in the eye, but her aunt was acting as if nothing had happened. She talked casually about the day ahead while she spooned eggs onto Sara’s plate. Sara was both hurt and relieved by her aunt’s manor, and was glad that she had already made plans to spend the day with a friend. She wouldn’t see her aunt until dinner time and then her parents would be bye Monday morning to pick her up.

The day with her friend was long and uneasy. She was distracted and confused and her emotions seemed to change with every passing minute. But as she headed back to her aunt’s house, the doubt and shame that had weighed heavy on her early in the day, had lifted and was replaced by a growing sense of excitement about what her aunt might have waiting for her.

Sara came through the back door into the kitchen and nearly fell over from shock. The last thing she had expected to see was her mother. And until the woman turned around, that’s exactly who Sara thought she was looking at. Same frumpy clothes and conservative hair-do, hunched over the oven with a skillet in one hand and a spatula in the other.

"You must be Sara!" boomed a voice from the hallway, and Sara turned to see a man standing there with a drink in his hand. For a minute she wondered if she had come into the wrong house, until her aunt appeared and introduced Mike and Gene. They were neighbors from up the street and Emma had invited them for dinner. Unfortunately, Gene had to work so she was spooning her dinner into a plastic bowl so she could eat at the hospital.

Gene was off and Mike took a seat at the table with Sara and her aunt. Gene and Mike were closer to Sara’s parents in age, a little older even. And though Gene could have been her mom’s sister, Sara quickly realized Mike was nothing like her father. He was laid back and funny. His daughter was about Sara’s age and was spending the summer with her grandparents. He and Gene had met Sara’s aunt and uncle at a parent-teachers conference.

The food was good and the conversation flowed and Sara was allowed a small glass of wine. She was relaxing for the first time all day when the dishes were cleared and her aunt suggested they all soak in the jacuzzi. Butterflies suddenly rose up in Sara’s tummy and then spread through her young body when Mike declared that he didn’t have any trunks.

"It’s really so much better when you go au natural," Emma said grinning at Mike. "You don’t mind, do you, Sara?" her aunt asked turning her eyes on the girl. Sara found herself shaking her head and following her aunt and Mike out onto the patio, the bottle of wine swinging at her aunt’s side.

Sara watched as her aunt pealed off her top then slid out of her jeans. Her body was amazing. Only a bit taller than Sara, she was petite but curvy with large round breasts. Sara felt embarrassed to expose her young body next to her aunt’s until she realized that Mike’s attention was focused on her. She undressed shyly but with growing confidence as she watched him watching her from the corner of her eye.

Mike made no attempt to peak from around his eyes, or to hide his body. Sara blushed when she saw his penis dangling between his thighs, and even harder when she met his piercing gaze and warm smile.

The jets came to life, and though Sara liked the feeling of her new found confidence, she was glad to be hidden beneath the foaming bubbles. Mike sat across from her with his arms spread out around the rim of the tub. Emma was slow to enter, moving naked around the patio, pouring glasses of wine. She placed one in Mike’s hand then slid down into the water at his side, cuddling up under his arm as if he were her husband.

The casual conversation from dinner continued, though Sara had a tough time following it. Her attention was on her aunt’s hands, which, although hidden under the spray of white bubbles, were quite obviously in Mike’s lap. Mike too seemed to be lagging behind in dialogue as Emma joked and teased about something or other. Several times he lay his head back and closed his eyes and Sara could hear his breath escaping his lungs.

"Sorry ladies but the water and the wine are getting to me. I’m gunna need to sit up for a minute." And Sara watched as his strong arms lifted his body from the water until his bare butt rested on the edge of the tub. "I didn’t want to offend Sara," he added with a smile in his eyes. Sara’s eyes were glued to his full erection, standing proudly between his legs, its tip poking at his firm stomach. Her mouth was suddenly dry.

"Oh, I don’t think she’ll be offended. She’s not that innocent," and Sara’s aunt winked at the girl as she slid over and ran her hand up Mike’s thigh until her grip was around the base of his cock, stroking it slowly. The only sound was Mike’s breathing as Sara sat and watched her aunt massaging the tower of flesh directly in front of her.

"Its okay Sara. Here..." she whispered and Sara felt her body drifting through the water towards the cock held out to her by her aunt. She felt her naked body rising out of the water as she stepped between his spread thighs, now looking down at the cock, her first cock. She felt her hand encircle the thick shaft just above her aunt’s thumb and finger. "Rubbery... hot... pulsing... strange... good," she thought, and she watched her hand move up and down the shaft, its thick vain slipping under her thumb. Her finger tips danced over the purple mushroom swelling at the tip and Sara loved the spongy feeling.

Sara nearly jumped at the touch of her aunt’s hand on her back, she was so entranced by the throbbing flesh in front of her. "You like?" her aunt whispered into her ear, her fingers dancing softly down the length of the girl’s spine. Sara nodded her appreciation then gasped at the double sensation of her aunt suddenly engulfing the cock with her mouth, while at the same time sliding her hand over Sara’s young ass, squeezing her firm round cheek. Sara’s eyes grew as her aunt’s lips slid down the hot pole and kissed her delicate fingers. She moaned when her aunt’s hand slid between the cheeks of her ass and traveled down between her thighs. She watched her aunt bobbing slowly up and down on the cock in her hand while penetrating fingers sent electricity through her body.

A second hand covered the naked flesh of her bottom, squeezing it, and Sara suddenly remembered the man attached to her first cock. His hand moved up her hip and cupped her young breasts, pinching and tweaking them. Sara breath was heavy in her lungs and her legs were weak beneath her.

Emma lifted her head from the cock and looked deep into Sara’s eyes, her finger stroking the hard button hidden between the young girl’s legs. She brought her lips to Sara’s, kissing softly at first, then finding her inexperienced tongue and drawing it into her mouth. Sara could taste the musky scent of the cock on her aunt’s breath and moaned deep into her mouth as there tongues slid over one another. Their lips parted and Emma guided the cock to Sara’s eager kiss.

"Suck on it, Sweety," Emma whispered into her ear as she kissed Sara’s neck. In her own ears she could hear the slurp and smack of innocent lips taking in their first cock. Mike’s voice rose above their heads, heavy and deep, filled with appreciation. Emma moved around behind Sara, spooning her young body in hers while her arms encircled her hips and her hands explored her tender box. Her lips and whispers were at Sara’s ear, kissing and instructing. She covered the inexperienced hand with her own and taught the young girl rhythm as she stroked the cock into her mouth. She guided the virgin’s fingers over his dangling balls and showed her how to roll them with her tongue.

Sara’s body ached with pleasure and thrilled at the feeling of flesh between her lips. Her aunt taught her and she made love to the cock in front of her until the sensations became too much. Her head spun with the heat of the water and the indescribable sensation of her aunt’s breasts stroking her back and her hot hips cradling Sara’s small ass.

"I think we need to move into the living room," Emma suggested, and they lifted the young girl from the tub toweling her off between them.

After a tall glass of water, Sara followed her aunt into the living room where Mike sat waiting, stroking his stiff prick. "Here, Sara..." her aunt breathed against her neck as she led her to the couch. Sara loved the feeling of her aunt’s hands which seemed to be everywhere on her hot flesh. Her heart raced as she guided her down onto Mike’s lap, straddling his muscular thighs so her knees rested on either side of him and his fat cock poked up between her spread legs. Emma climbed up behind her young pupil and again spooned her smaller body inside her own.

Sara had no idea what to do and thrilled at the feeling of her aunt’s soft body pressing up against her and sandwiching her against Mike’s hard frame. She leaned back into her teacher letting her take control. Emma’s hands cupped her aching breasts and offered them up to Mike’s lips. He sucked passionately at them, his mouth covering them entirely and his teeth nibbling at her hard nipples. Beneath her, Sara could feel his hard cock sliding against her naked slit and for the first time she forgot her modesty, "Oh, Fuck!"

The words oozed from her lips. "That’s it, Sara..." her aunt whispered. She reached between the older man and the young girl taking his cock in her hand and pressing it to Sara’s virgin slit. Sara groaned loudly. "Do you like his cock?" her words teased at Sara’s ear. "Aaaah, yes!" she cried out. "Tell him, Sara. Tell him you like his cock." The thick shaft pried apart her tight lips until they hugged the underside, stroking wet velvet over his bulging vain.

"Oh, Fuck Mike! I love your cock!" and with those words his hips began to thrust up between her spread thighs, his cock slicing open her aching cunt, filling it with ecstasy. He kissed her hard and she opened her mouth to him experiencing her first difference between a man and woman.

"Tell him you want to fuck his cock," whispered her aunt, and she screamed the words, "Fuck me Mike! Oh God! I wanna fuck your cock! I wanna fuck it so bad! I want it in side of me. Please fuck me, Mike! Please!"

As her own words echoed in her ears, Sara both feared and desperately desired the first penetration of his cock into her virgin womb. She closed her eyes tight bracing for it, but it did not come. Her aunt’s grip was high on his cock, her thumb and finger tight just beneath its swollen helmet. She held the throbbing shaft snug against the young girl’s splayed lips as he thrust his length up between them. With her own hips, Emma was rocking Sara’s pelvis against the cock until she found the rhythm and fucked her cunt against it. The sensation was excruciating pleasure against her swollen clit and it brought forth a litany of words from the girl that made her feel both nasty and sexy and brought the ecstacy to a boil.

"Ooooohhh! Godddd!" she screamed, her body bursting with heat and wetness. Her aunt was stroking Mike’s cock furiously between them and he let out his own growl of pleasure clamping his hands tight over Sara’s naked ass and pulling her hard against his cock. She looked down between them through hazy eyes as white fire shot from the eye of his cock and splashed against her chin and tits.

Sara collapsed, sticky and wet against Mike’s chest lying there panting until her aunt pulled her down to the floor. She stretched out on her back drawing in her breath as her aunt’s lips and tongue moved over her naked body licking up his seed. She brought her lips to Sara’s and the young girl sucked hungrily at her aunt’s kiss tasting his cum there.

"I want you to choose the cock that takes your virginity," her aunt whispered to her, as if anticipating the question on Sara’s mind. Then she slid her body down Sara’s until her head rested between her spread thighs. Sara trembled as her aunt’s tongue devoured her young cunt. She watched with hungry eyes as Mike knelt behind her aunt, feeding his cock deep into her pussy and rocking her forward between Sara’s thighs. Her aunt would cum soon after Sara’s juices filled her mouth and Sara would taste her aunt on Mike’s bloated cock as he coated her tongue with his final load.

Sara would spend the last night of that weekend in her aunt’s bed learning a different kind of lovemaking. In two weeks she would lose her cherry to a boy in her class. The experience would last just under two minutes. He pulled out leaving the condom her aunt had given her still inside her, and came all over the inside of her thigh. He then told all of his friends he had fucked her and by the following Monday, the entire school knew.

Sara didn’t know how long she had been asleep when her door opened and she saw her aunt’s silhouette moving towards her in the dark. She decided to simply stay the night when they got home from the wedding and was sleeping in Samantha’s bedroom while she was at a sleep over. Her aunt crawled in next to her asking what she had done to shake her uncle up so much. When Sara realized that he must have seen her, her body raged with a renewed sexual appetite. She slid over her aunt’s body, relaxing into a 69. She was experienced enough to know she was tasting her uncle’s seed inside her aunt’s wet cunt and thrilled at the idea.

Although Sara loved her aunt and trusted her more than anyone, there were still things she kept from her. She filled her in on what her husband had seen that night but hid the details of her friends and how she knew them. She shared many fantasies with her aunt but never the one’s involving her husband and how she lusted after him, although she was sure her aunt knew and might even encourage her. But she didn’t know the extent of Sara’s desires and the girl was sure they were more than even her aunt would be willing to accept.

“What the hell –” Nick tried to take a step toward the retreating figure but stumbled to his knees. “Oh, God, no,” he moaned.

He watched helplessly as his assailant hurried back to close and lock the door. Then the figured turned and moved back toward him.

“What the hell did you just give me?” he demanded.

The small figure bent over him and slid a blindfold in place over his eyes before he collapsed to the floor. He tried to reach out and grab her but his hands wouldn’t obey. His limbs felt like lead and he felt a tremendous need to sleep.

“Christ,” he whispered. “Look, I don’t do drugs. What the hell did you just give me?”

He felt his arms being pulled behind him and something soft binding them together.

“At least tell me who you are.”

Sounds like furniture being drug around the carpeted floor floated to his ears. He started to feel panicked as he remembered his last encounter with someone from this little group. What the hell was this one up to? he wondered. Had she brought her own torture devices with her? Was that what was on the cart she had brought in instead of the food he’d ordered?

“What are you doing?”

The fact that she refused to speak to him unnerved him more than anything else she was doing. If he couldn’t get her to communicate… He felt her hands at his waist, undoing his belt. She unfastened his pants then pulled his shirt out from where he’d tucked it in. Slowly, she unbuttoned the buttons down the front of his shirt and pushed it open, her hands sliding gently over his bare chest. Her movement stopped when she felt the welts that still ran across his right side. He felt her lean close as her fingers gently traced the longest welt running from his armpit to his hip.

“Bitch!” she whispered vehemently. “She promised!”

He was surprised when he felt her lips on his, a gentle pressure, more loving than demanding. Her hands softly caressed his face as she kissed him. When she finally pulled away from his lips her hands stayed on his face and she still leaned close.

“I’m sorry, Nick. She wasn’t supposed to hurt you,” she whispered softly then pulled away from him.

“Who are you?” he asked in a hushed voice.

“You can call me Lady Tara,” she replied in a whisper as she removed his shoes and socks.

She slowly crawled up his legs and grabbed his open pants, pulling them down over his hips. Slowly, she worked his pants and briefs down his legs until she pulled them completely off of him. She tossed them away and moved to kneel next to his chest. She put her hands under his shoulders and lifted.

“Sit up,” she whispered.

“Sorry, but my muscles just don’t seem to be working very well.”

She managed to lift him into a sitting position and slid behind him so that he was reclining against her.

“You should be recovering control,” she whispered in his ear. “I didn’t give you very much.”

“What did you give me?”

“Something to make you compliant without hurting you – or me,” she replied in a whisper.

“Can’t you talk above a whisper?” he finally asked, annoyed at her.

“No. At least not yet.”

“Why?”

“Can you move your legs now?” she asked, ignoring his question.

He tried and found he could move a little but his limbs felt sluggish.

“Yeah,” he finally said.

“Good. There’s a chair directly behind us. I need you to get on it.”

“Why?”

“Don’t be difficult, Nick.”

“Why should I cooperate with you?” he asked stubbornly.

She reached around his broad chest and grasped his left nipple between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed.

“Ow! Shit!” he growled as he struggled to pull away from her.

“Get on the chair,” she whispered harshly.

“Alright,” he panted when she released her hold on his nipple.

She helped him to his feet and then helped him maneuver onto the chair. He was still weak from the drug she had given him and the task of moving onto the chair had caused him to break a sweat. He was breathing heavily when he slumped onto the chair. She straddled him and sat on his lap, letting her hands wandered over his chest.

“Just rest a minute,” she whispered.

“What the hell did you give me?”

“Don’t worry, Nick. It isn’t addictive and it’ll be completely out of you system in a few more minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed him again. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water would be good,” he admitted as he nodded.

“Don’t try to move or you might hurt yourself,” she warned in a sharp whisper. Then she was gone.

Nick let his head fall back as he tried to relax and control his breathing. His head jerked forward when he felt her touch his leg. She sat on his lap again as she slipped a hand behind his head.

“Here you go,” she whispered.

He felt a glass touch his lips and he opened his mouth. She carefully tilted the glass forward and spilled a tiny bit of the cool liquid into his mouth. He swallowed and she gave him more. When he made a noise she pulled the glass away.

“Okay?” she asked.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

He felt her move and wondered where she was. Just as suddenly as she had disappeared he felt her hands on his bare legs. She slipped something soft around his right ankle and then he felt the same thing go around his left ankle. He heard a clink and felt his left foot pulled against the leg of the chair. Another clink and his right foot was pulled against the other leg of the chair. Then he felt her hands on his arms, releasing his bonds.

“What are you doing?” he asked nervously.

When his arms were free she pulled his shirt back over his shoulders and down his arms. When the garment was gone he tried to turn on the chair but her hands were on his wrists almost instantly.

“Don’t fight me, Nick. Please?”

He didn’t move for an instant then finally asked quietly, “Is this it? Is it over after this?”

“Yes. I’m you’re last.”

He resisted for another moment then relented and put his back against the chair, letting his arms fall to his sides.

“Fine. Just get it over with then.”

“I’m sorry, Nick,” she whispered.

He felt her grasp his wrists and pull his arms behind the chair. Then he thought he heard a soft sob and his arms fell free, hanging limply by his sides again. He listened attentively, trying to discern where she was and what she might be doing. He couldn’t hear any movement or sound.

“Hello?” he finally said softly, nervously, thinking she may have fled.

He heard a soft giggle then felt her hand on his head.

“I’m still here,” she whispered. Her hands were laid lightly on his bare shoulders. They softly caressed his neck and shoulders, sometimes sliding down his chest or into his hair. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this and now…now I don’t know if I can go through with it.”

“What?” He was confused. How long had they been watching him anyway?

He heard and felt her moving.

“How long,” he paused to swallow hard, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know the answer to this question. “How long have you and your friends been watching me anyway?”

His only answer was her long, slender fingers gently caressing his prick.

“I guess you decided you could go through with it after all.”

She sat across his lap and pressed her lips against his in one move, her hand never leaving his cock. Her free hand curled around the back of his head as she crushed his lips with her demanding pressure. His lips slid open and her tongue snaked into his mouth. Her right hand moved down to his chest and played along the expanse to his abdomen as her left hand continued to massage his prick and balls. Her lips never left his.

“Uhhh,” he moaned into her mouth when she squeezed his balls then pulled gently as she worked her hand up his stiffening rod.

She finally broke their kiss and pulled his head to her chest, pressing his face into her tits. Her hand ran through his hair as she moaned his name. The sound of her voice slowly broke through the haze in his brain and he realized there was something familiar about her voice.

“I’m sorry, Nick. This is all my fault.”

“What? What’s your fault?” he whispered, nuzzling her tits before returning to sucking them.

“This, everything. Everything they’ve done to you. When all this came up I nominated you. I gave them your picture, your name, everything.” She sobbed as she held him to her. “I’m sorry.”

He tried to pull back, pull away from her, but she clung to him. When he managed to pull away and hold her out from him she dropped her head down to rest against his chest.

“Why?” he asked softly. Then suddenly a thought struck him. “Do I know you?”

“Yes, Nick, you know me.”

She released her hold on his semi-erect dick and slid both hands up his face, pushing the blindfold up as she went. His eyes were closed when she first removed the blindfold. She held her breath as she waited for him to open those lovely green eyes she was so afraid would be filled with hate. His eyelids slowly raised and he stared into her brown eyes. The room was silent except for their labored breathing.

“Tarin?” he whispered.

“I’m sorry.” Her whisper was so soft he almost didn’t hear her even though she sat on his lap.

“Why?”

Her left hand lay limply on her leg between them, her right hand softly caressed his cheek.

“Because I’ve wanted you ever since I can remember but you never seemed to even notice I was in the room. I was out of ideas for getting your attention. I knew – know – I’ll never really have you but I thought maybe, just for once at least…”

“Tarin, you had my attention. I just didn’t think you wanted it. I thought you and Josh…I didn’t want to…”

He watched as she shook her head, tears sliding down her face.

“Josh is like a brother to me. But you…I’m sorry, Nick. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”

When she started to move, to get off of his lap, he grabbed her arms and pulled her back. He pulled her close against his chest and held her tightly.

“Tarin, you have to finish what you started.”

“What?”

“You can’t just leave me like this.”

“What are you talking about?” she demanded, trying to pull away from him.

He let her pull far enough away for the two of them to look pointedly at his groin. His prick stood at attention, clearly showing his mood. Her eyes flew to his face.

“I need you, Tarin. I want you.”

She fell forward against his chest, pressing her lips against his. His hands lifted her up and placed her over his throbbing erection. She wriggled down until she was nestled tightly against him, burying his rod deep inside her. His hands slid up her body to squeeze and tease her tits. She gently bit his lower lip when he squeezed her nipples. They both lunged over the edge and screamed into orgasm together. He shot his hot load into her then she collapsed against him as he held her tight, they were both breathing hard.

When she had recovered she sat up and stared down at him. His green eyes took in her long, tawny hair and perfect white breasts. Her hands played in his dark hair as his hands found their way to her tits.

“I’m sorry for what happened, Nick. I love you and I would never intentionally hurt you.”

“God, Tarin,” he whispered hoarsely, pulling her to him. “I didn’t know I could love someone so much.”

As she fumbled with her key in the lock she felt the same, familiar presence nearby. She finally slid the key in the doorknob opened the door, as she did so her purse fell on the ground. As she bent down to pick it up she felt a large, strong manly hand grope her ass and another slap tight across her mouth as she opened it to scream in fear.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be" a deep voice growled at her from behind, definetly a man. She was still bent over, the crotch of his pants rubbing softly against the butt of her dress. Her whole body was trembling, Carey had never been more scared in all her life.

He pushed her in hard from behind, forcing her to fall forward and narrowly miss hitting her head on the oposit wall, but she hit the floor with a hard Thud all the same, he entered her appartment slowly, examining the couch and bedroom down the hall especially as he advanced on her, always keeping her in eyes view.

"Please! Take anything you want, just don't hurt me!" She pleeded. His laugh was hollow and cold. It made her shudder. He stepped ut of the shadows finally and she saw his face, it was lean and detailed. His hair was a deep shade of brown, but his eyes were the worst part, they had no love in them...they were very cold, reminded Carey of ice. It was time for the taunts to begin:

"So carey" He sneered, " Out of your 3 holes how many have been fucked?" She starred up at him in fear, too scared to even move. His mocking smile faded and he was frowning. "What? Not the talking type....Carey" Her eyes widened as her name echoed through her head. How could he know her name? Was he stalking her? Carey started backing up now, and he just continued advancing, he was standing right over her when her back met the wall behind.

"Don't run from me bitch!" He spat at her. She wimpered and could do nothing more than wimper against the wall. He slapped her across the face hard. Her head flew violently to the side with the blow. He opened his pants while she recovered from her daze, revealing a massive 9 inch cock. Carey opened her mouth to scream, and he shoved his member down her throat to tranquilize the noise, the scream instead was used to his advantage as it vibrated his cock in her mouth. He could feel some teeth and he kicked her hard, the teeth retreated. "Suck it you slut!" She had never given a man head before, and she was scare he may hurt her, so she obeyed his commands. Only going on what she has seen in movies, Carey sucks his cock, licking and sucking hard on his now erect cock. His head was pointed towards the ceiling, moaning with his eyes shut. "Not to hard luv" He muttered as she kept going, he wasn't holding her in any way and she could feel herself getting excited to see him enjoying it. She didn't ENJOY being violated but she felt she was accomplishing something.

It was only after 3 minutes she felt a great warmth in her mouth, she could feel and taste his hot, sticky sperm running down her throat. He pulled away and demanded she swallow it ALL. She shook her head defiantly, disgusted with the taste, and started spitting on the carpeted floor. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and slapped her harder than before. "I said swallow BITCH!" he screamed. She stared for a moment, and with another threatening look from those...piercing eyes she reluctantly contracted the muscles in he throat, letting the warm liquid slide down her throat. After it all went down she collapsed on the floor.

"Tasts good doesn't it?" He jeered. She was tired and couldn't manage to get the words out so she shook her head roughly from side to side. He crossed the room and threw some pillows off the couch. Carey didn't pay any attention though, she just layed in the same spot on the floor until his great, strong arms came and lifted her up in one quick motion. The rapist threw her onto the couch, she made a move to run but he slammed her back down, punching her hard in the gut. She was winded, and could do nothing more than sit there and catch her breath. The tall man didn't even let her do that, his dick was once again hard and ready for more, she couldn't believe the recovery speed! His hands were on the back of her knees and pulling her ankles up over his broad shoulders, forcing her legs wide open. Her silky dress slipped down and bunched on her stomach, revealing her red, silk thong. He grinned at her sexy, smooth legs. "Damn....you have a great choice of lingerie!" He said triumphantly. He pulled her thong up her legs, near his face and with a motion removed them completly. He goggled her clean shaven pussy for a moment then moved in closer so his massive, erect cock was at the entrance to her cunt. He teased her while watching the reaction on her face change as he poked the head of his cock in slowly, the expression on her face for this was pain. Carey was OH so tight, she was a virgin. A 20 year old virgin holding out for when she got married.
"How old-fashioned of you! Well...it's always lovely to steal an unwilling woman's innocence!" He smiled in his evil way again, it made her wimper and cringe in fear, and that only got him EVEN MORE worked up. Carey was tired from struggling up until then, it only made him hurt her again. She was very sensitive about her virginity though and it made her reach up and start hitting him. A futile effort. He simply moved forward quickly, slamming her arms down hard into her chest making her yelp in pain while her soft and delicate breasts were being crushed by this montrous man! He seemed to like it, as he played with them through her dress, massaging them gently. Aa greedy look in his eyes
"N-no! Please! I'll do anything! Just don't take away my innocence...m-my pride!" She cried out. He laughed and very suddenly shoved his whole 9...now 10 inches deep into her tight virgin pussy. She screamed in pain, it was a humiliating action! She was ashamed as the pain mixed with a new pleasure she had never felt before! The rapist saw this and that only made him go harder, faster and DEEPER into Carey! She cried and moaned in turn with his poundings.
After 10 minutes of her humiliation they BOTH reached climax, their cum mixing together in one great swirl of warm liquid over his, now limp, cock. She kept her eyes tight shut after he had pulled his once pulsing dick out of her with a great sigh of contentment. He re-zipped his pants and kissed her lips soflty, muttering in her ear "You were amazing, maybe we can do this again sometime" And he was gone. They had both received their pleasure that night, turning her into the woman she is today.
Carey never did see her rapist again.....but he saw her.

At around 11:00, the door bell rand and I thought it was a little late to go trick or treating. On my way to the door, I went to the basement and got a can of silly string just incase it was Chris or Mike saying hi to me (you know what I mean). I got to the door, turned on the light and opened it and it was Brenda, my girlfriend. I asked her to come in. Brenda has the ability to make any situation, no matter how terrible, come out good.

 

She came in and told me that she was in the area and wanted to come by and say hi. It sounded a little fishy to me because she lives 3 houses down from me. We were both juniors in high school and have been going out for about a year and a half. She was wearing a jacket and I asked to put it away for her, but she insisted she keep it on. I went back downstairs with her and we finished the movie together, she kept her jacket on the entire time.

 

After the movie was over, we talked about stuff. We could relate on some things, because he mother left her father when she was young. I finally asked her why she came by. She got up, turned around, and took off her jacket and turned back to me. Brenda was wearing a white lab coat and dressed like a doctor. There was one difference with her doctor’s coat and my doctor’s coat. Hers was skin tight and also served as a skirt. Her breasts bulged out like two huge melons and her cleavage was showing to the point that I could almost see the pink of her nipple.

She sat down on my lap facing toward me and put her hands on my groin feeling my cock inflating. She said in a sexiest voice “I think you need a check up”. I think that Brenda had been holding her sexual desires up for me until she could not anymore. She was a very beautiful woman, but I never expected to see her in a skin tight doctor’s lab coat. He gorgeous blue eyes staring at me and her silky brown hair and her huge C breasts were amazing. I asked her why she came and she said she was home alone and wanted some action.

 

I thought why me she could have got some one more handsome than me. I was 6 foot 2, green eyes, wavy light brown hair and was in good shape. She started to unbutton my shirt and I stopped her and asked her if she really wanted this. Brenda replied “I’ve been holding a passion for you and I had to show you how far I would go for you, plus Christine told me that she saw you look at my cleavage when I bent down to get my purse in science” I blushed “I know you want this” she said “Okay, lets do it”.

 

We started kissing passionately, like we never kissed before. Wile we were making out, she started to unbutton and remove my shirt so I was just wearing my jeans. She stood up and started to undo her lab coat. Slowly one button at a time she was doing a slow strip tease for me. Eventually she got to the button that released the bombs. She got to in and undid it very slowly. Finally she undid it and still held it in her hands. “You’re the first boy I’ ever shown these to” she said. She released her grip and she two c breasts were exposed to me. I thought I died and went to heaven. They were spectacular, so perfect, no adjectives could describe them. “Can I touch them” I asked her, she replied “they’re all yours”. I immediately grabbed one and started to suck the already erect nipple and massage the other. She let out a moan of pleasure.

 

I continued to unbutton her until the coat was on the floor. The only thing left was her pink thong, which was sopping with her juices. I worked my lips and tongue down to her navel and down to her pussy which was still covered with her thong. “May I?” I asked “Sure” she replied. Slowly I started to remove it inch by inch until a little patch of neatly shaved hair was exposed and then her moistened clit.

 

I pulled her thong all the way off and then spread he pussy lips and massaged her clitoris with my tongue. She screamed in pleasure and I started to do it faster. She stopped me, and she fell back on the couch and spread her legs. I then stuck my tongue down deep and moved it around and for the first time felt how tight she was.  I caress her clitoris like it was a never ending piece of hard candy.  Her moans grew faster and her breathing heaver, Then I slicked two fingers in her love hole and finger fucked her slowly and then faster and slower and licked her clitoris. She was near the edge of orgasm. And I stopped and started and stopped again, teasing her. Then I finally pushed her over the edge. In an explosion of screaming, muscle twinges, juices she had her climax.

 

 “Wow, I did not know you were so talented”. “How about you show me some of your talents” I said. She proceeded to unzip my pants and pull them down and off. She saw the bulge in my boxers and poked a couple of times. Then she removed my boxers and my penis bounced up erect showing its eight inches of glory. I sat on the couch and she grabbed it and started stroking her hand up and down.  She spat in her hands and started to give me a tug job.  Then she stuck it in her mouth, I was suspired that it all fit. She started sucking it like it was a Popsicle. She was moving her mouth up down my long shaft and was playing with my balls. I had never had anyone touch my penis before, let alone stick all eight inches of in their mouth,  I was in heaven. The sucking and the licking was all too much for me, I was going to peak soon.  “I’m going to cum”, so she stopped and then started again, just like what I did, that felt great. Then I released my load in her mouth and she swallowed it. “Fuck me now; I want to feel that dick in my pussy.”

 

She bent over the couch showing she perfect ass, I couldn’t help my self and I slapped her ass a couple of times.  “Enough Jeff, fuck me” she said.  I placed my eight inch member behind her opening and started to push it in.  It was so fucking tight.  I moaned in pleasure and she screamed in pain, it was her first dick.  Then I reached her hymen, “I’m goanna pop it” I said. With one swift thrust, I popped it and she screamed in pain. She was so tight; it was even painful for me.

 

I started out slow, sticking about half of my penis in and slowly thrusting.  Her screams of pain, turned into moans of pleasure. I trusted fasted and deeper until she was about to orgasm again. And she did, screaming in pleasure and her juices sprayed all over the couch, I stopped and took my member out of her.  She asked why I stopped.

 

“I’m about to ejaculate, and I don’t want to get you pregnant”, “I’m on the pill” she said.  Could my day get any better I thought?  I reinserted my penis into her and trusted harder and faster than ever before.  She was about to climax again and just when she had her orgasm and she grew all tight in her love tunnel, it hit me.  An EXPLOSION of pleasure and cum everywhere.  The best and most powerful one I had ever had.

 

We both fell back on the couch, out of breath and tired.  I want more she said and she pined me down and inserted my dick into her vagina her self. She trusted on top of me, it was awesome.  I think was all a little too much for me, her huge breasts bouncing up and down, her pussy walls rubbing against my dick, her ass bouncing up and down. 

 

I found my self lying on the couch and Brenda on top of me with my dick in her pussy, we were in the same position we were in last night, we must have both fallen asleep wile having sex.  Looking at the clock at the table I found out that it was 10:30 and my mom was supposed to pick up my brother at eleven.  I just had a half an hour to clean up this place before they came home.

 

Brenda was still asleep and I pushed her off of me and started kissing her and she woke up, “What time is it?” “Ten thirty in the morning” I said, “Fuck, I gota get home now, or my mom will know something is up.”  Brenda grabbed her clothes and ran up stairs to take a shower before she left. 

 

I walked up stairs and went into the bathroom and got in the shower with her.  “One more time before you go?” “Okay, but make it quick”.  I stuck my half erect penis into her pussy and trusted, she moaned and I felt her tighten and she orgasmed.  She pulled me out and turned around and started to suck my dick and I cumed in her mouth.  We both got out of the shower and dried off and put on our clothes. 

 

She was putting her pink thong back on, she paused and I asked her if something was wrong.  She then took in back off and gave it to me and said” Until next time Jeff, I love you” She kissed me on the lips and walked out the door.

 

The next day in English class, Chris asked me how my Halloween weekend was “Same old, same old” I replied.  In science Brenda acted like nothing happened when she saw me.  She passed me a note when the period was over and it read…  “Can’t wait until next time Jeff, Love Brenda xoxoxo”

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            I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume as she talked and I felt a stir in my groins as I looked at her tight body. She had average size tits, but had the most beautiful green eyes. I felt my heart start racing as I thought how I would like to have sex with her. She told me “thanks for the ride, it is a long walk to Sheaville, but I didn’t want my boyfriend driving me as drunk as he was”. “Not a problem”, I said as we drove through the timbered landscape. I have fantasized about finding such a girl and forcing her to do what ever I wanted, but now the chance was before me.

             I pulled off to the side of the road, and got out telling her that I had to take a leak, she looked nervously but said “okay”. I stood at the back of the truck as I worked up my nerve. When she looked back through the windshield, I slinked up to the passenger side door, and ripped it open. She jumped and yelled “what are you doing!”, “anything I want” I replied as my heart raced, there was no turning back now. I grabbed a hold of her and spun her around, before she knew what was happening. I grabbed some twine I had in the door panel  as I forced her over the seat of the truck and bound her hands. “STOP, LET ME GO” she yelled as I tied the rope. “Go ahead and yell”, I told her “no one will hear you, the closest house is miles away”. She tried to wail back and forth to get away, and tried to kick, for her efforts I planted a hand across her face. She stopped and started crying, “Please let me go, I will give you anything you want”. “I know you will” I replied “you don’t have much of a chose now”. I then put her back in the truck and seat belted her in, and put a shirt from the back over her head. I then got back in and started towards my house. “Where are you taking me?” she asked in between sobs. “Don’t worry about it”, I snapped back, “you will find out soon enough”. How lucky can I be? I thought to myself, such a beautiful young girl out walking by her self.