I rushed downstairs to wolf down my little brother’s cereal when he wasn’t looking and searched the house for my beloved daddy who was going to take me to work today. I bullied him out of the house and into the car in seconds, the sooner the better; I couldn’t wait to flirt with that new cute apprentice that was working for my dad. My hopes were crushed when the trainee called in sick that day so no flirting for me and without that to keep me busy, I just tinkered with the pens on my dad’s desk until I felt like boredom was going to come up behind me and just strangle me to death. My brain was going to explode when my daddy dropped in to ask me if I could go buy lunch for all the workers which of course I would do. I needed to escape and it wasn’t a bad way to go. I grabbed a twenty on my way out and asked the guys (all in their 30s and 40s, so they were of no interest to me) what they wanted to eat and of course being the manly men they were all said barbeque. I knew exactly which barbeque place they meant too because well this wasn’t my first time getting lunch for the workers.

So to Kate’s barbeque I went. The place was full with the lunch crowd from the construction workers to the stuffy office pencil pushers. After a long wait full with leer grins from the construction worker and bright blushes from the pencil pushers, I finally got to the counter where I quickly made my order just to find out I was a few dollars short. Embarrassment blossomed in my cheeks as I showed the cashier that I just had a twenty but to my great relief, he smiled understandingly as he told me it was alright if I just came back later and paid him then. Gratitude sweeten my smile as I went to wait for my order on one of the back tables, I just kept thinking it was really kind of him to do such a thing for me. With my head resting on top of the table, I gazed at the friendly cashier. He had the lean strong build of a swimmer and a very endearing smile that just made you want to hug him. His stark black hair was cut close to his head but instead of looking brutally dull, it emphasized his vividly blue eyes and made him intensely adorable. I let out a little forlorn sigh as I wonder why I couldn’t get a man like that, good looking and sweet. Even long after I picked up my order and thanked him again, I couldn’t stop thinking about that guy at Kate’s.

After my dad’s shop closed for the night and he was heading home, I told him I was going to hang out at my friend’s house near by and I was going to catch my own ride home so just go on without me. As I was locking up the shop, I decided it was a good time to pay back that charming cashier on my way to Tracy’s house but I had to hurry up because the sun was setting and to be out at night wasn’t a very safe option. I got there just in time as the cashier was closing the drapes and just about to leave. I rushed in and proudly gave him the money that I owed him. He listlessly held the dollar bills in this hand as if he had no idea what in the world it was. Uneasy, I barely tapped his shoulder when his incensed eyes snapped up to mine. He gripped my arms as he glared into my eyes. He snarled as he growled out, “You think you’re so hot, don’t you bitch?!”

 Bewildered I just stared at him blankly. I stuttered, “What the fuck are you talking about?” his eyes drilled into me as his labored breathing brushed my bangs out of my face. “You think just because you’re hot, you can treat men like shit. Well YOU CAN’T!” he roared. This man was fucking insane was the thought was just ran over and over again in my head. “I don’t treat men like shit, I promise.” I whimpered. He didn’t even blink; he just kept on staring at me like I was the lowest piece of crap on earth. He started shaking me in his frenzy, “I know girls like you, prancing around like a goddamn slut in that mini skirt! God you’re just like my girlfriend, always acting like she’s all that.” My knees went weak at the insane fury in his voice as his nails dug even deeper into my arm. His outraged rant went on, “God, How dare she fucking leave me for my BEST FRIEND!!!! I mean after everything we been through, she fucking leaves me for my goddamn best friend.”  I found my voice again to ask him “who the hell is she?”

Before I even finished the sentence, he backhands me with such force I thought my head was going to snap off. All my strength drains down into a puddle at my feet and all that was keeping me from following it down was his remaining hand still holding me with a death grip. Tears from the sting sprang to my eyes as for a second he grew silent. Then without a single warning, I found myself pressed up against the wall with his savage mouth bruising my lips. My hands desperately pounding down on his back as my mind screamed this isn’t how it was supposed to be, my first time is be loving and tender….TENDER!

My scream was muffled by his tongue when I felt his hand urgently mangling my tender breasts. I was gasping and panting from my struggles as he slides his rough tongue down the side of my neck as my breasts were wildly mauled. A disturbing tingle charged my skin as my body begun betraying me. I shut my eyes in shame as I felt the hot liquid of desires seeping through my panties. My mind disgusted with its host, demanded that I struggle harder and stop being such a pushover. But before my body could follow such orders, his hand caressed my swollen clit through my soaked thong and everything in my mind went blank. To satisfy this aching sin hidden within me gained importance. I gingerly buried my fingers in his smooth short hair and slowly began returning his kiss. For a second he froze with shock at my slow but sure change. With both our mouths connected, he carried me to a cleared table and lay me down with my legs limply wrapped around his waist.

Despite my breathy protest, my panties were shoved aside as his hand coaxes my dripping cunt to pour, persuading my heart to race, and goading me to rock my hips. For a split second, I closed my eyes and just took it all in, the scent of his musky sex lingering in the air, the feeling of cold table on my back and a human inferno on top, how terrifying and yet so fucking exciting this all was. My eyes flew open when I felt seven inches of hot rock hard cock on my tummy, I have never wanted anything more then to stop the sweet pain swelling in my tight virgin cunt at the sight of his big fat dick. He teasingly stroked his cock against the pouting lips of my pussy as I laid there whimpering, not knowing what to do just knowing that’s that cock will stop the pain. He moaned as he relish in the feeling of the head of that beautiful cock sliding into my tight cunt but he completely frozen when he felt the only proof of my virginity blocking his path. Self loathing and guilt darken his eyes as he attempts to yanks himself out of me but my legs held him still with his cock still barely in me. Surprised, he stared down just to be enthralled by my needy eyes, unable to believe what was going on. Frustrated and overwhelmed, I laid there panting with tears of desperate passion blurring my vision but baffled about how to stop this excruciating itch. Angry pleas burst forward from my swollen lips as I begged him not to stop but still he stood there his face impassive. I grinded my teeth together as the throbbing ached through me.

 Left with no choice, I screamed at the top of my voice, “You stupid fuck, no wonder she left you for another guy!” It was like watching a dry tree touched by a single spark, one second nothing and then everything ablaze. A roar booms through the room as his furor exploded, his hands pinned me down to the cold table as he mercilessly tore through my hymen and cruelly deflowered me. My body stiffens as the pain dug in but it was lost in the greater sensation of the pleasure of being so complete and the knowledge that I’m not a virgin anymore. My back arched to push more of him into my cock-hungry pussy as a new awareness made me feel every inch of his dick as it surges in and out of me. His pace quicken and the thrusts were nearly violent, my body responded to him by tightening somewhere deep inside of me. My breathing got labored as I felt my body reaching for something I didn’t understand but knew I needed. Digging my nails deep into his back, I felt my cunt tighten on his cock making him force it in me even harder. He went rigid as he lets out a primitive bellow then I felt him shooting his heated seed deep into me. The feeling of him cuming was too much and my body exploded with light as I screamed my own climax.

For a long time, all that was heard was grasps for air from the both of us but too soon an awkward silence shrouded us. He wouldn’t look me in the eye as he angrily wrenches himself out of my embrace and aggregately gets dressed. I just laid there on the table top dazed at what has just happened to me, my skirt flipped up revealing a little puddle of cum under my mewing pussy and my cute little t-shirt dangling around my neck with my breast already starting to show the dark bruises where his hands had been. I trembled with so many raw emotions, feelings of shame and disgust but also of a pleasure that still courses through my blood and of a deep sense of contentment. No more virgin thank you very much. It was absurd to think of such a thing when you just got raped but he stopped and I kind of forced him into me so does that mean I raped him? Oh gosh if he stops and I push him on does it still counts as rape?

I promptly hopped to my feet, a little sated sex bunny, and properly without hesitation, I straightened my clothes. With my mind set, I marched up to the unknown lover who was still bumbling with his belt and tapped his shoulder. Surprised, he snapped his head back to meet my determined eyes, his eyes a mixture of anguished remorse and satiated lust. I boldly demanded to know his name and what does he plan to do now that he has stolen my virginity. Stuttering he clumsily told me his name was Daren and that he’s s-o-o-o sorry about what just happened.

Smiling serenely, I reached out and held both of his hands in mine as I stared deep into his eyes telling it was alright. He searched my eyes for some inner suffering but all he saw was a lovely glow in my smile and slightly wicked eyes which made him bulge in his pant again. The compassion in her eyes made the whole story spill from his lips before he could even stop it. “My girlfriend of three years just up and dumped me for my best friend and I guess it drove me crazy but still that’s not excuse to have……” “Aw, you poor thing.”  “Well it’s just when you walked in with that damn mini skirt and tight shirt; it was like something just snapped in me and I couldn’t stop myself and then I found out you’re a virgin and god…” he paused and took a long breath before he bravely declared, “If there is a baby, I’ll take full responsibility and I swear.”

Nonchalantly I brushed his statement away, “I’m on the pill so don’t worry” “But you’re a virgin, why are you on the pill?” “It helps regulates my periods” “ooooooh” He chuckled nervously. I composedly asked him, “Are you looking for a new girlfriend because as it would seem, you owe me big time buddy.” I cocked my head slightly to the side with a smug grin awaiting his answer. “And this way, I can consider this as our first date instead of what the police would call it.” Add in a bit of blackmail just to guarantee a yes. His eyes widen with shock. I thought to self, you know maybe the blackmail wasn’t such a good idea but oh well, I’m desperate.

Then his face dawn a smile so bright it was almost blinding. “I can’t believe a gorgeous girl like you is still single but it would be my greatest pleasure to cure that.” Bowing he took my hand and placed a sweet gentlemen like kiss on it. And of course me feeling so lady-like I reached down lower and gently stroked his hard on.

 

They were attentive as I am a bit of a non conformist, and one in particular was very alert to what I was saying. She's the cute girl who sits in the back of the classroom and never says anything to anyone. She quietly takes her notes and leaves when class is over. Sometimes those kind of girls have secrets. Wonderful, naughty secrets.

She's quite the riddle. She's pretty, but not stunningly beautiful. The sort of teen girl that men notice, but don't trip over themselves to talk to. She puts on glasses during class to take notes, which only adds to her charm and mystique. She dresses casually and comfortably. This girl doesn't feel a need to wear sexy clothes just to go to class, unlike many of her peers.

What's her name? Does she have a boyfriend? Does she live with her parents?

God, what's her name? A glimpse at the top of her test page reveals her name is Tara, and she is very good at PR writing.

The best way to meet a shy girl like Tara is to be brave, bold and somewhat direct. Introduce myself, smile, be friendly but not overbearing. She smiles back shyly, and answers questions with one word responses. I ask her if she is keen on a degree in PR. She says yes, and so I ask if she would like to look through some of my consulting contracts.

“Yes” she said “Very much. Would you mind if I did some after school work with you?”

“Not at all” I said “Just let Miss Burgess know (Sarah)”

Tara isn't much of a talker, but she smiles a lot. She seems really happy just to actively listen, nodding and occasionally asking for clarification. She seems more impressed by sweetness and honesty than bravado. The conversation flows fairly easily.

"What do you do for fun on Friday and Saturday night? Go out and party it up?" I ask her “Otherwise, it would be good for me, as I don’t work on those nights.”.

She looks a little embarrassed. "I usually stay in. Sometimes I watch a DVD with my friend Katie, but not so much anymore now that she has a boyfriend. I read a lot, and I know this makes me sound like a huge nerd, but I like to study at the library on Friday night. It's much quieter there than on Sunday.”

"So I guess you don't have a boyfriend?" I ask.

She quickly shakes her head.

"Are you seeing anyone now?" I ask, trying to sound casual.
"You're awfully interested in that, aren't you?" she replies with a teasing grin. "No, I'm just focusing on my classes."

I study her, wondering if she will come round. I know I can help her work but I also want to find out where this is heading.

“See you Friday then!”

She arrived dead on time. She was wearing the same skirt and jumper she wore in class. On the walk over she's still very friendly. The conversation slowly dies after I resort to bringing up the weather. I notice that Sarah’s car is not her drive, and I am a little relieved.

In my lounge, she sits down on one of the large chairs, crossing her legs and looking nervous. I sit down next to her, a couple feet away.

I show her some of my recent work. She looks impressed, but says nothing.

"So, you aren't looking to date right now?" I ask her, breaking the silence.

"No, not seriously," she responds.

"How long has it been since you kissed a boy?" I ask.

"That's rather personal!" she responds, then adds defensively "It's been months."

I look at her, studying her body language. I can't read her. Her posture is defensive, yet she's obviously watching me, waiting for me to do something. I lean in slowly, moving my head towards hers, waiting for her to move away. When my lips are only inches from hers, she finally moves, closing the gap between us and kissing me.

Her lips are super soft, almost like silk. She kisses very delicately. Somehow I can detect her pent up passion that is aching to be set free.

After a minute or two I break the kiss and whisper, "We can do as much or as little as you want to. We can stop whenever, ok?"

"Frankly, I don't think that's going to happen. But that's still sweet," she tells me with a smug grin.

With that she turns and straddles me, grinding against me through our clothes as we resume kissing passionately. I slide my hands down to cup and squeeze her firm little ass, eliciting a load moan from her.

I nibble on her neck and tease her earlobe. I really want to get her out of her clothes, but don't want to rush anything. I break our kissing to remove my shirt. She takes the hint, and lifts her own jumper up over her head, first exposing her tummy and then her brightly coloured bra.

She's small on top, like most slender women are. I kiss her shoulder, her collar bone, sliding my hands up and down her sides and across her bare back.

"You really know how to get a girl worked up!" she exclaims. "And I can feel something down there that tells me you're just as excited as I am."

"That's very true," I reply, grinning at this girl who is more alive than I ever thought.

"That can't be very comfortable. Let me help," she said, sinking to her knees on the floor and unbuttoning my pants. I lift my hips to help her slide them off, my erection now contained only by my boxer-briefs.

"Oh my, yes, you are looking very excited," she coos, sliding her hand across my inner thigh. "I wonder, should we do something about this?" she teases, looking up at me with her gorgeous blue eyes.

"Like I said before, we can do as much as you want to," I reply.

"I plan to hold you to that," she says, then slides her hand up to caress me through my underwear. She teases me like that for a while, taking her time before hooking her delicate fingers at the waistband of my boxers and tugging them down.

The head of my cock catches on the waistband, so it angles down before springing up to full attention once it's free. "Oh my!" Tara exclaims. She reaches her hand out tentatively to stroke my erection. "Yes, I think I know exactly what to do with this."

We both watch in wonder as her hand slides up and down my cock gently. I don't want to even blink, I want to remember everything and burn these images in my memory forever. She smiles at me, a naughty, mischievous grin, then moves her head forward, tongue extended.

I actually jump when her slippery pink tongue makes contact with my cock for the first time. She lets go of my cock with her hand, so the only contact between us is the tip of her tongue and my erection. She slides it up and down my entire length, then swirls it around the head of my swollen member.

"God..." I moan.

"Would you like something?" Tara asks, once again grinning impishly.

"Would you... god, could you suck on me?" I ask, more desperate than I'd like to.

Tara smiles sweetly, then opens her mouth and swallows half of me.

Her mouth is as heavenly as her nubile body. She sucks up and down me slowly, maintaining tight contact yet avoiding even the slightest scrape of teeth. She bobs up and down on me with practiced ease. I admire her confidence; she knows she's making me feel good, she doesn't have to ask.

Now I'm in a minor dilemma. I don't want it to ever end, yet I know I'm going to need release at some point if she keeps this up. I'm not sure if I can come in her mouth. I'm also not sure if she wants me to fuck her. "I'm close..." I moan softly.

Tara immediately releases my cock and stands up. She unbuttons her skirt as I watch with rapt attention. Almost painfully slowly, she slides it down off her hips and legs and steps out of them gracefully. Her panties are a pink, tiny low-rise thong. She quickly hops back onto my lap and kisses me, my erection pressed against her miniscule undies and squeezed between our stomachs. I squeeze her bare ass cheeks, savouring their soft yet firm texture.

My hands roam all across her body, up and down her smooth back, catching on the back of her bra. I seize the clasp and open it, with surprisingly rapid success. She leans back just enough to toss her bra aside before pressing her bare chest against mine and kissing me once more. Still, I caught a wonderful glimpse of her small, bright pink nipples adorning the tops of her adorable little breasts.

We kiss and grope for a long time before she whispers, "I'd love to have you fuck me. Would you like that?"

I groan and nod enthusiastically. She slides back up my body and kisses me again.

"How do you want to do this?" I ask her, acutely aware of the tiny layer of fabric still covering her pussy.

"You're the man," she replies huskily. "Take me any way you want me. ANY way."

"You sure?"

"Yes. I’m so horny."

"Well," I tell her between kisses, "first I want to fuck you with me on top."

She nods. "And then?"

"And then I want to fuck you from behind."

"Oooh, I'd love that." she replies excitedly.

"Let's get you naked," I tell her, trying to extract her thong from between our entwined bodies.

When I nod, she stands and slips off her thong.

Her pussy is hardly what I'd call hairy, but there is a dusting of soft pubic hair. I smile at her reassuringly and say "You look so sexy naked. Now lie down."

She follows my instruction, lying on her back. I use my hand to spread her legs slightly and move my hips between them. I slide my hand across her pussy, feeling her wetness. "You're very swollen," I tell her.

"Yes, I'm very ready for you. Please, fuck me," she replies.

I rub the head of my cock against her pussy, teasing her, and getting her ready to be penetrated. "Enough teasing, I need you now!" she pleads. I slide forward gently, pushing the head of my cock past her slippery outer lips and into her hot wetness.

"Mmmmm," we moan in unison as I work more of my cock inside her pussy. "You feel so good," she gasps. "I love how you feel inside me."

I kiss her lips tenderly as I rock back and forth, finally burying my whole length within her tightness. It feels wonderful to have my body pressed against her small, soft, feminine shape. I'm sure she enjoys having me on top of her.

"Oooh, yes, that's it. Faster, please," she encourages as I start thrusting into her. I support my weight on my forearms to get more leverage. "God, I love it," she continues. "Please, don't stop."

I look down and watch my erection penetrate her, sliding deeply into her slippery folds before emerging back out of her. My gaze runs up her body, to her nipples, then back to looking into her eyes. I thrust into her again and again, savouring the sensations of her warm young body pressed against me, kissing her lips hungrily. I penetrate her for several minutes, driving my erection deep within her, causing her to moan almost continuously.

When I pause momentarily to catch my breath, she caresses my face and states, "I'd love to get fucked from behind now."

I nod, and we quickly rearrange ourselves. I admire her firm, wiggling little ass for a moment before grabbing her hips and plunging my cock back into her with one powerful thrust, hitting her deeply.

She slips a hand between her thighs to rub her clit. I grip her hips and watch my cock slide into her, enjoying the feelings of her tight, warm pussy and the feeling of her buttocks against my hips.

"Don't stop. Oh God, don't stop," she instructs, frantically rubbing her clit. I pick up my pace a little. I'm very close, but I can tell she is too. Her pussy grips me, clinging to me tightly. "Yes! Yes, I'm coming!" she cries out. I can feel it, and it's exactly what I was waiting for. With a loud grunt I slam forward, thrusting my cock deep into her as I climax, feeling the rush of pleasure course through me.

We collapse into a panting heap, slippery, sweaty bodies entwined together. "God, that was so nice," she says, kissing the tip of my nose.

She glances down at my cock and asks, "Still hard, huh?"

"Yeah, I am. You're very sexy," I tell her.

I settle back down and we sit in silence for several minutes, with me tracing my fingers gently across her back.

"Still hard," she observes. "Does someone want to go again?" she asks, hopefully.

"I'd love to," I reply. "But ladies choice this time."

Tara nods, sliding her body down mine. She licks the head of my cock gently. "I love cock," she tells me. "I really enjoy just playing with one. It's so hard and yet soft at the same time."

I observe as she takes me in her mouth.

Tara sucks on me gently, much more relaxed and tender than the first time. I just close my eyes and enjoy it, letting my mind wander. When I open my eyes Tara releases my cock and studies me for a moment. "Could you... would you please..." she stammers shyly.

"You know, at this point I would do almost anything you ask," I reply. It's true, considering how much I was enjoying the head she was giving me. "What would you like me to do for you, Tara?"

She looks like she wants to say something. "I... you probably wouldn't be into it. You'd think I was dirty, that I was really slutty. Well, sluttier than I already am for coming here with you."

"If you've acted like a slut today then I definitely don't think it's a bad thing!" I reply. "What do you want us to do together?" I ask, curious.

After thinking silently for a moment longer, she slides up my body and presses her mouth against my ear. There's a moment's hesitation, and I can feel her warm breath in my inner ear. Finally, she whispers hesitantly, "Could you fuck my ass?"

"Seriously?" I ask, surprised.

“Like, I masturbate thinking about it. That's pretty bad, huh?"

I'm amazed by her confession. She blushes. "I have a toy, it's about your size. I've used it on myself there."

My eyes grow wide at the idea of this cute young thing getting herself off with a dildo in her ass.

"What can I say, I really miss it. It's just so... naughty. Plus, and I know this will sound a little weird, it's just freeing for me."

"How so?" I ask.

"Well," she continues, "again, I don't want to sound crazy, but a lot of the time my brain just won't ever shut off. I swear, I think too much."

"That sounds hot. I'd love to fuck your ass, Tara." It feels good to say it, especially because it makes her eyes glow with excitement. "What's the best way to do it? Doggy style?"

"Hmmm, no, it's hot that way but it's actually easier if I'm on my back. It's a lot easier for you to go in slow that way. Plus, I want to be able to see your face when you're in my butt," she answers.

I go to the hall bathroom and pull out a bottle of lube. I take it to the room, where she lays, her pussy wet with our juices. I get even harder.

"Give me your hand," she instructs, pouring a good amount of the viscous clear liquid in her palm. She takes my wrist and coats my index and middle fingers. "Just slide your fingers into my ass for a bit and lick my clit, ok?"

I can hardly believe that I thought this girl was quiet less than 6 days ago and now she's instructing me on how to get her ready to fuck her ass. Needless to say, I quickly moved between her legs and rubbed my fingers against the entrance to her ass.

"Mmmm, that feels nice," she moans as I slowly slip the tip of my finger into her tight bum. "That's right, slow and gentle."

I lick her swollen clit as I slide my finger in and out of her ass. "Slip another finger in," she whispers, sooner than I expect her to. I comply, and she starts moaning.

"That's nice." she says. Her ass clings to my fingers as I slip them inside her, sliding in with greater ease thanks to the lubrication.

"I think I'm ready, stud," she informs me. "Just please, please, please, go slow."

"I will. Just tell me what you want and I'll do it," I tell her, slipping my fingers out of her and sliding my body up hers. She has to roll her hips upward more than for conventional fucking, but she doesn't look too uncomfortable. I rub the tip of my cock against her now slippery asshole.

"Rub lube all over your cock too," she instructs.

"Ready?" I ask her.

"Oh yes. Fuck me in the ass with that big cock, stud," she tells me with a wink.

It takes all the willpower I have not to ram myself deep within her tight bum. Still, the fear of hurting her holds me back. Between the lube and her experience it actually isn't that difficult getting the head of my cock into her ass. She gasps loudly as I feel myself slip past the tight outer opening.

"You ok?" I ask, concerned.

"Yes. Don't stop. Just go really slow," she replies, eyes tightly closed.

I take her advice, rocking back and forth and slipping deeper into her, millimeters at a time. I marvel at the novel sensation of her ass compared to her pussy. It's tight, possibly tighter. Yet once my cock slips past the entrance it isn't so snug, except when she tightens her muscles around me, pushing me outwards and causing me to groan with pleasure.

"You like it when I squeeze you with my ass?" she asks. "I'm glad you do, because I love how it feels. Just hold still for a moment. I'm going to squeeze you, but don't let me push you out."

I nod, looking down at my cock, half of which is now buried in her ass. Tara closes her eyes and clenches tight around me. I hold myself in place within her. It feels amazing. As she releases I slip deeper into her, no longer hindered by her resistance.

"Oh fuck," she moans, followed by something unintelligible.

Gradually I slide back and forth until my entire cock is inside her. I try to rub my lower abdomen against her pussy, hoping to stimulate her clit. She opens her eyes and smiles at me lustfully.

"I have to admit, I really am fighting the urge to thrust."

"You can thrust, a little. Just be gentle at first. I'll tell you when you can speed up."

Supporting my weight with my hands, I slide my cock almost all the way out of her ass, then slip it back deep within her. Tara closes her eyes tightly, biting her lower lip and making little moaning noises with each thrust.

"Yes... yes... so good," she moans. "Fuck me, fuck my tight little ass. Faster, please, faster."

I close my own eyes and speed up the pace, revelling in the sensation. I can feel that her ass has adjusted to me, although she's still extremely tight.

Tara forces one of her hands between our bodies to rub her clit. "Please, don't stop. Fuck my ass, just like you're doing. Oh god, that's good."

I don't say anything, but continue my thrusting, marvelling at the reactions of the beautiful teen beneath me. Her chest becomes flushed, pink with excitement, and her breathing accelerates. Suddenly she cries out, "Oh god, I'm coming!" and her whole body tenses up.

The excitement of the moment, the tightness, and the kinkiness of fucking her in the ass sets me off. "I'm coming too!" I groan, just as I start to explode.

"Yes, come for me, teacher. Come in my ass!" she cries.

As my orgasm subsides I awkwardly collapse on top of her. She strokes my ass and back gently in silence.

We eventually clean up and lay together still naked. She tells me about a book she's reading, although I'm in too deep of a state of bliss to remember much of what she says. Eventually my stomach rumbles from hunger.

"You should eat some dinner," she tells me with a giggle. "Sadly, that involves you putting clothes on and covering up that sexy body.

I gather my clothes and redress myself as she watches. "You were wonderful," she tells me. "Thank you for fucking my ass."

"So... do you want my number?" she asks. "You know, in case you ever want to get together again sometime?" she continues, hopefully.

"I'd love that," I respond, kissing her lips. "I'd be disappointed if this was a one time thing."

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He never expected to have company on his trips, he made absolutely sure he was alone, and that nobody was going to interrupt him. More often than not, he would find himself fantasizing that he was the one with the girl in the halls of this house, pounding a girl senseless on the cold, unyielding stone floors. But these fantasies ended in a pile of come scarring the stone floors.

But today was different, he didn’t know why, but it felt strange. As he wandered the corridors, he could have sworn several times he heard voices, but he didn’t see any bikes or cars outside the house, so he chalked it up to imagination and went about his business. As he rounded the final corner on his rounds, he came upon a rather eccentrically dressed young girl, who was in the final throes of masturbation. Elliot mumbled out an apology and jogged past her, but not before sneaking a peak. The girl looked up and gasped, before fumbling with her skirt and standing up.

She reached out to him and called out, “Wait, stay, don’t leave. I thought I was alone, but company is always better.” She had adopted a sultry voice along the way, and Elliot knew she was coming onto him. "I suppose, I'd rather be here than wandering randomly around the hallss trying to find something interesting to do. And you can take that as a compliment if you wish, it's about as close as you're going to get to one from me."

His eyes slowly drifted over her, finding he was rather unable to avoid it. The way her skirt hugged her thighs, and the curve of her hips, even the slight dip of her front before blossoming into breasts. He shook his head and focused his gaze on the wall opposite of her, avoiding her gaze.

Her lips twitched into a smirk. He was so ridiculously obvious. She knew he couldn't deny her for long. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he came upon her, and she needed somebody to finish it. He would do just fine, perhaps this was her chance. She crawled towards him on her hands and knees. Once she reached him she straddled his legs but didn't bend at all but kneeled over him so he had to look up at her to see her face and in his direct line of vision were her well shaped breasts. “Stop lying and just give in lust for once to in your life." She rolled her hands over his stomach and chest, molding them to fit the shape of his muscles. The only thoughts in her mind were of the two of them, covered in sweat, thoroughly enjoying the pleasure they were causing each other.

Elliot fought off a smirk and adopted a slight scowl, staring up at her. He couldn't help it though. His eyes traveled down from her eyes, lingering where her neck met her shoulder, longing to run his tongue along her collar bone. His eyes traveled further, until he was looking straight forward, Lilith's voluptuous chest poised directly in his line of sight.
            He forced his eyes back up to hers, and his scowl disappeared, "Why should I just give in so easily?"

"Because you want to. It's simple." She replied seductively. She bent over him, pressing her breasts into him, so she could press her lips against his neck without having to sit down. She ran her tongue over his skin without any intent on pleasure, only a tease.

Elliot pulled his hands from his pockets and gripped her neck, pushing her away from him, and looking her square in the eye. "If this is going to happen, it will happen my way, and my way only." He leaned in, pulling her closer, still gripping her neck, and brushed his lips over hers briefly. His second hand came out of his pocket and passed along her back, over her lower back and onto her ass, gripping her and bringing her closer.

 He stretched out his legs, allowing her to easily straddle his waist. He could see she liked it brutal, so he kept his hand around her neck, not squeezing too tightly, as he leaned in to suck, bite and run his tongue all along her neck where it met her shoulder. After the first few moments, he released her neck, and pushed that hand underneath her shirt, resting just below her ample chest, waiting for her to make the next move.

She was perfectly willing to comply. Usually, she wasn't willing to play by someone else's rules, but she had a feeling that if she did so this time it would benefit her more than if she argued. It didn't take long before she was completely overcome by arousal from his rough handling and pleasuring kisses. She breathed deeply to keep herself from getting too excited but it was growing more and more difficult.
            Her hands ran down his back and slipped underneath the hem of his shirt. She wrapped the fabric around her fingers and attempted to pull it up over his head. She always like feeling someone's bare skin more than feeling their clothes. There was something pleasurable about the heat that's exchanged between two bodies.

Elliot bared his teeth and bit the nape of her neck roughly, his left hand squeezing her ass and pulling her closer while his right hand slipped up and took a handful of her ample chest. When he felt her hands tugging at the bottom of his shirt, he pulled his hands away from her body and raised his arms, still sucking and running his tongue along her neck, stopping only briefly as his shirt passed over his head. Instead of returning to her neck, he pressed his mouth against hers, and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer and up, so she was forced to look down in order to keep her lips against his.

Her hands cupped his face, deepening the kiss. From there her hands slithered down his body and rested on his thighs. The more this continued the deeper her breathing became.    She desperately wanted him inside her, to feel pleasure the way it was meant to be felt, but she knew he wouldn't rush things. Anticipation was part of the fun.

Elliot fought back a groan, pushing his tongue past her lips and wrapping it around hers, his hands snaking underneath her shirt. While his left hand took a handful of her chest, much like before, his right hand gripped the hem of the shirt and pulled it up, but he didn't do very well, as he was slightly distracted. He wasn't too distracted, however, to know exactly what his left hand was doing, as he pulled at her distended nipple, twirling it between his fingers and squeezing the entire breast roughly as he bit playfully at her bottom lip.

            She moaned quietly as her arousal grew from his treatment of her firm breasts. She couldn't wait any longer, she would have to move things along herself. Her hands, which were already on his thighs, moved to meet on his belt. While she kissed him she pulled the leather out of the buckle and pulled it out of the loops. She tossed the belt aside and her hands came back to the same place to unbutton and unzip his pants.

Elliot broke the kiss and glanced down at his hands. When he had successfully ascertained that she really was doing what he thought she was doing, his eyes lifted to meet hers, and he pressed his lips back to hers in lust, shifting his weight to give her better access. He interrupted her progress briefly to lift her shirt off over her head, again breaking the kiss before returning his mouth to hers, wrapping his tongue around hers and grasping one of her breasts in each hand, squeezing and kneading them in order to increase her arousal.

            She groaned louder, trying to make her hands work at a faster pace, but of course she was just more distracted so her hands were fidgeting without reaching their purpose immediately. Eventually she had his pants undone and was trying to slide them off his hips. She lifted her weight off of him so he could lift himself up and let her pull his pants down. Elliot did just that, lifting his hips up, somehow without releasing his hold on her firm chest or breaking the kiss. He did, however, withdraw his tongue from her mouth and break it voluntarily, leaning down and running his tongue along her collar bone, relishing in the shivers that ran up and down his spine.
            He felt the cold air of the hallway immediately, and gasped as his bare ass hit the cold stone floor, but the shock was gone immediately as he felt the warmth spread from her body pressed against his. The heat that she loved so much passed between their bodies, thrilling her with its warmth. He was now completely naked and she was scantily clad in only a short skirt. She unbuttoned it herself and slipped it off her thin body so now she was wearing nothing but her leather boots that came up to just below her knee.
            She straddled him again, her body pressing against his and kissing him. Her hands dropped down to his hips and started to lightly massage his distended appendage.

Elliot gasped slightly at the sight of her completely bare body, and his 'appendage' grew, when he saw she still bore the leather boots, until it was hard as a rock. He moaned very lightly, almost unheard, as her thin hands wrapped around it, and he jerked upwards towards her body.
            He snaked his right hand around her back, keeping his left hand in place, and pulling her closer to him, her chest and his hand pressing into his own chest. When she was close enough, Elliot's hand came around her front, and delved low, snaking a finger up and inside of her. He kissed his way up her neck and over her chin, pressing his lips against hers and waiting for her reaction.

            She gasped as he pushed a finger inside of her. Blood rushed through her body to create a warming sensation. He hadn't moved much, but just the initial entrance was enough to get her completely aroused and her mind completely in the gutter. She wanted him to move around inside of her, so she changed what she was doing to him in order to entice him. Her hands had been massaging him lightly, but now she moved them up and down the shaft in a rhythmic pace.

            Her torso started to roll as she tried to match his rhythm and thrust her hips against his finger. Her hands quickened their pace with long strokes that covered his entire shaft. Every time she reached the tip she tightened her top finger and thumb so they would brush over the head. She was never good at multi-tasking because she always got easily distracted. Between pleasuring him, kissing him, and her own pleasure, she could barely handle it all. But thinking about it all at the same time was incredibly arousing.     Elliot stopped kissing her soon after he started, then ran his tongue along her jaw line up to her ear. He pulled his finger out of her, pulling his hand up to her neck and gripping it tightly. He knew she would like it, so he wasn't worried about hurting her, for now. He pulled her head closer and ran his tongue around her ear lobe and whispered, "I want inside of you, now". His voice was rough, and he made sure it was to make sure she knew he meant business.
            He rocked his hips forward, and sighed as the head of his member slipped inside of her. As his hips fell back, he slipped back out and was once again at the mercy of her hands, but he knew he had planted a seed of an idea in her mind, and it wouldn't be long now.  Her entire body shuddered with pleasure the moment he entered her. But it was so short that she was left wanting more. If that was his intent then it worked perfectly; she wanted more, and she wanted it now. But she wasn't going to beg for it, she liked to think she had more class than that. She'd make him want her as much as she wanted him that moment.
            She cast him a mischievous glance before lowering her mouth down to his tool. She held it in her hand as her tongue grazed the tip. She licked all the sides, starting at the base and moving up slowly towards the head. Every so often she'd look up at him to see his reaction.

            Elliot shifted his arms and hands so he could still massage her chest. One hand rested on her ass, just below her waistline, and the other did as it should, squeezing and teasing her breast and nipple. His head tilted back and his mouth opened. He tried to keep his eyes open, but failed miserably, and they clenched shut, and a moan escaped his mouth.  After a few moments of staring at the inside of his eyelids, his eyes snapped open and he looked down into her eyes, lust the dominant emotion. The hand that was currently assaulting her chest moved to the back of her head, and took a handful of her hair, roughly. He groaned as he pushed down on the back of her head, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. He gasped as the head of his member knocked against the back of his throat, and he felt her gag reflex.
            Pulling on her hair, he let it slide out of her mouth, relishing the moment her teeth grazed the length of his shaft. After a few more thrusts, he released her hair and let his hand drop to his thigh, where it squeezed and pushed against the flesh there as his orgasm built.

            Something about the way he liked to control everything turned her on. He even had to have control over how she gave him head. She would have smiled if his dick wasn't inside her mouth. Even though he let go, she kept going, taking his whole member into her mouth and moving her lips and tongue up and down. She felt it throb against her lips and get harder as she could tell he was getting closer to a climax.

            His hands were uncontrollable by this point. His right hand gripped and tore at his own thigh. He raked his fingers up and down his leg in ecstasy. His right hand still gripped her ass, pulling one cheek away from the other and raking his nails up her back, much like his right hand did to his leg.  He fought against the feeling, focusing his breathing so he could look down at her, open his eyes, and actually speak. "I'm almost there; do you want my spunk down your throat? Or do you want it deep inside of you?" He reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair again when she didn't stop immediately, pulling her off his cock and pulling her face to his, licking his lips. "That was a rhetorical question." He released her head and let her do what she saw fit, for now. His muscles now in control of his big head, he gripped her ass and pulled her closer, bringing her cunt closer to his penis, standing erect and almost visibly throbbing with the amount blood filling the engorged member.

            She knew it was a rhetorical question but she was so caught up in things that she felt the need to answer it anyway. She leaned over and licked at his neck and his ear so she could whisper to it, "I'd prefer you come when you're deep inside me, thrusting deeper until you can't take it anymore." As she whispered this she straddled him and pushed herself onto his cock, and lowered herself so he was forced deep inside of her. This caused her to gasp into his ear at the surprising amount of pleasure she got from it.

The entire time, Elliot had imagined just what it would feel like as his throbbing, hard cock slipped inside of her. Silk? Maybe. Something better? Possibly. But when he felt her lift herself bodily over him, and the head of his member slip between her silky lips, he gasped in even greater ecstasy than before.
            At first he thought it wouldn't get better. Then he felt her body engulf him, and he grunted and moaned harder than ever before. His hands traveled up and down her back. One finally came to rest on her lower back, and the other to grip the back of her neck. He dug his fingers into her neck, knowing she would relish in the pain, and purposely squeezing harder. He wasn't one to speak during sex, but he couldn't help it, simply moaning the word 'Yes' into her ear.

            She loved the pain; it drove her forward. Something about mixing the pain from his nails with the intense pleasure she felt created an incredible stimulus for her imagination to run wild. She thought of all the things they could do together, all the positions they could experiment with. The possibilities seemed endless. She raised and lowered her body over him, creating friction between herself and his pulsing member. Her breathing grew incredibly shallow from the pleasure and the exercise. Every time she rose her back arched so his cock would brush past the most pleasurable parts of her pussy. She bit her lip to keep herself quiet, but she couldn't hold back the moans of pleasure.
            A wondrous sensation emanated from her cunt, pulsing through her entire body in waves. It started to grow until it was over powering her, controlling her actions. She knew the feeling would intensify if she quickened her pace, so she did just that, thrusting faster onto him and by default harder. Everything grew too intense for her to handle gracefully; through her moans words could be vaguely understood such as, "Fuck" and "Oh god". She was losing control of her body, the pleasure clouding her brain, and it seemed she was running on autopilot and allowing her instincts to take control.

            Elliot groaned into her ear, still pinning her head against his shoulder. When she quickened her pace, a startlingly loud moan escaped from his mouth, quite unexpected. He released his grip on her neck and lowered it to just opposite his other hand. He timed it carefully, pulling on her ass, forcing his cock deeper inside of her every time she rocked forward. He could feel her manipulating the movements to attain maximum pleasure, and he had absolutely no complaints.

            He could feel her tighten around him, and knew she was getting closer and closer as every second passed. As her pace quickened and he could feel her pelvis pound against his. His hands pulled harder on her, rocking faster to meet her motions. He could feel his own climax building, liquid fire spreading upwards through his member and spreading throughout her inner walls. He ventured a glance down, reveling in the site of his penis disappearing inside of her. Soon, his eyes drifted upwards, and relished the site of her firm chest bouncing in time with the rest of her body.

            The feeling was sending her into convulsions; her whole body trembled with every movement. She felt the waves of heat penetrate her small body until she was shaking all over. Her back was arching more than it was before and she kept moving faster and faster before she knew she would pass out from exhaustion. She couldn't control herself at all. Her arms reached out and clawed at his back and legs, darting in every which way so she could relieve some of the built up tension. She was practically screaming now, unable to hold back and quiet herself. If they weren't in a completely deserted part of the grounds she would be worried someone would hear her. But being found out was the least of her concerns now. The only thing she was thinking about was how much she desperately wanted to climax. She was so tantalizingly close; she could feel herself about to peak.

            Elliot's body mimicked her reactions, though his were slightly less obvious. Shivers ran up and down his spine as his orgasm came even closer. He tried to push deeper into her, though he thought he had already gone as deep as possible. Despite this, the only thing that entered his mind at the moment was pushing deep inside of her with the one goal of splitting her in half. He grunted and moaned, jerking inside of her, wishing she would climax so he could feel her clench around him, giving him the release he so desired.

            His wish came true. Her climax reached her with an overwhelming shudder. Her whole body shook with the pleasure as it came. She kept moving through it, bringing her orgasm to new heights with ever thrust. She threw her head back and stifled her moans as much as she could, though that was very little. Her insides clenched around him as the muscles contracted. Even as they did so she felt more pleasure. She kept moving, despite her post coital exhaustion, hoping his climax was near.

            Elliot reached a heightened sense of ecstasy as her insides clenched even tighter around his engorged cock, pushing him well over the edge. He gasped and moaned in her ear, feeling the contents of his testicles empty, flowing up and out of his member and erupting deep inside of her, he gripped her hips and stopped her movements, making sure he was as deep inside of her as possible. He gasped as he felt himself come, and let out the breath he didn't realize he was holding just as he finished. He held onto her hips, holding her close until her orgasm subsided and he regained control of his motor functions. He looked up at her and pushed his lips against hers roughly for a few moments, then broke it and leaned his head back against the wall.

            She was still breathing heavily so it took a while for her lungs to catch up with her. Sex was exercise after all, so it was expected that she would be out of breath after that. She looked at Elliot and grinned, pleased at what they had just done. A small laugh came from behind her lips as she thought of how much he had surprised her. She leaned over and kissed him one more time. "That was better than I expected." She said flirtatiously.  After her lips pulled away from his she got off of him and lied down on the cold stone floor beside him. She wasn't much for cuddling and she was perfectly aware that this was just fucking, no love or passion in it. No strings attached. She half expected him to get up and leave, but she didn't quite feel up to it yet.

            Elliot planted his hands against the stone below him, pushing himself to his feet. He felt his arms shake from the effort, but he managed well enough. When he successfully stood, even his legs shook, so he stabilized himself against the wall. He looked down at her prone, naked form and nodded slightly. She was right, it was better than he expected.
            He hadn't expected her to be so tight. She was so willing to fuck him, he expected her to be wide open and rather cavernous, but he was surprised to find she was tight as hell, which felt amazing. He shook off the feeling and rolled his neck and shoulders, feeling his spine crack. He gathered his clothes and quickly dressed himself, prepared to simply walk away from the situation that had just occurred.
            Mentally, he already had. It had happened, but he wouldn't let it control his life. It was good, but he wasn't going to ponder the act for weeks to come. It was simple. They had fucked, and they had fucked hard, but now they were simply strangers again. And she would get nothing more than that out of him anymore. Elliot clenched his jaw and thought to himself, I'll make sure of that. He didn’t understand why he was such an asshole sometimes. He should get her name, and her phone number. Call her sometime, develop a relationship, but he knew somewhere in the back of his mind that she was just a slut, and all she wanted was a cock inside of her, one way or another. So Elliot walked away, throwing a look of contempt at the girl he had just fucked. The girl he had fucked without learning her name.

The next workday was to be the end of her co-op experience. I got dressed up wearing brown dress pants and a nice button down blue shirt. I even took the extra time to style my hair. I could not help thinking about her all day, but knew I had to act. During the day I went into the supply room to get some copy paper and then she walked in. I was a little nervous being alone with her in that small room and started thinking off all the things I like to do to her, and then the bulge started to form in my pants. She noticed and flat out asked.

“So when were you planning to fuck me?”

Trying to keep my cool, I replied. “Tonight after work.”

“Do you live nearby?”

“Not to far, but we should do it later tonight so that you can get the whole experience.”

“Aren’t you being a little too over confident?”

“You can tell me after tonight…Come to this address at midnight, I have a refinished sound proof basement with a queen size be, I promise you won’t be disappointed.”

“I better not be, I’ll be there and make sure you wear your work clothes.”

For the rest of the day we kept our distance. After work I went home to prepare. Since my parents went to bed at 11 every day, I knew they would not be a problem. As midnight approached, I dimmed the lights in the basement and put on some modern rock, nothing too heavy, but fast enough to keep things going. Now, I’ve only had experience with this a few times with high school girls, but Kelly was going to be a great fuck.

I saw a car pull up and went to greet hear wearing a button down shirt and pants. She was just wearing a trench coat. I couldn’t help but think she was wearing nothing under there. As we went into the basement, she heard the music when I opened the door and was very impressed.

I then sat on the bed as she began to undo her coat. She was more gorgeous then I thought. Those scrubs really do not reveal much. Those perky breasts were much perkier. As I got up to kiss her she took my head and shoved her tongue into my mouth. as we did this she started to massage my cock. I went in to unhook her bra to let those babies loose and began sucking one nipple as my thumb and middle finger massaged the other. She was moaning slightly now as she pushed my head down. Before I started to remove her panties I had her first lay on the bed. I ripped of my shirt to reveal my chest, she moaned and could not wait to for me to fuck her.

“I want you know, make me your little slut.” She said.

“You’ll have to wait, I told you wouldn’t be disappointed.”

As she lay there with her breasts in the air I took her left leg and started sucking on her toes and licking her calf, then her thigh, until I got close to her clit. As I removed her panties I dived right in sticking my tongue as far in as I could go. She was moaning in pleasure as I rapidly liked her slit.

“Yeas baby, deeper, deeper. I want you to taste my cum.”

She was on the verge of cumming, but I couldn’t let her yet. I got up and took her arms and pull her to my waist. She began to massage my cock and then started to gently bite it through my pants, it was incredible. As I took of my pants and boxer to revel my 7” rock hard member she started stroking it and then sucking on it, back and forth several times.

“Suck it baby, suck it like the whore you are I want to make sure you get every drop.”

“Your cock tastes so good.... I can’t wait until you fuck me”

I could tell she had done this a lot. Then she did what I never expected she started to take my cock and stick in between her breasts. The feeling was incredible. I pulled her closer to me and fucked her tits again and again trying not to cum.

“You like that, I bet the girls you fuck in high school can’t do this.”

“Oh yesssssssss, yessssssssssssss, come on don’t stop.”

“Now let me taste your cum, I can’t wait.”

With that I let it all go all over face and into her mouth. She then licked it all up. After that she got on the bed and had me fuck her while I was on top. I couldn’t believe I was still hard. As I began to guide my dick into her cunt she started talking dirty:

“I want you to ram hard.” As I started going slowly she went..

“Harder, come on show me how much you love it.”

“You want it hard you slut, your going to get it.” I started ramming her hard now as her hands reached around my waist to grab my ass and force me to hit her hard.

“Is that good for you my slut?”

“Ohhhhhhhhh, don’t stop, don’t stop, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yes.”

I could tell she was on the verge of climax and I let her go, I held myself back for one more thing. As she laid on the bed she thought we were done, but I told her to get on all fours. She obliged and I stated licking her ass, I could not believe how good it was. She began moaning again and I stated to reach around to rub her clit, this got her really excited.

“Now, if you want to be a slut there is one last thing.”

“I was hoping you would…You going to fuck my ass big boy?”

“Oh I am going to fuck it, I am going to fuck it so hard…”

Just as I said that I rammed by dick into her as hard as I could without any lubrication. She was really tight and screamed in ecstasy. I did this a few other times until to get the full enjoyment.

“You like that bitch…now get ready for some serious pounding.”

“I can’t wait, fill my ass with your cum.”

With that I stated trusting in and out as fast as I could. My balls kept hitting the back of her ass, every time she let out a louder moan. As I neared climax I started to spank her.

“You bitch” Slap. “You slut” Slap. “You whore” Slap. “Whose your number one fuck? Who is it?"

“It’s all you…now don’t stop just keep fucking.”

“You are such a slut.”

“No, I’m your slut.”

“Your damn right you are.”

With that I cummed inside of her and she did the same. It was such an awesome fuck I pumped her ass a few more times to make sure it all got out. As I pulled my dick out it was still wet from her ass. As Kelly got up she sucked me off to finish the job.

We laid in bed for an hour cuddling kissing. She got some fun out of sucking my nipples, it was an incredible experience. After we both fell asleep I woke up the next morning to find her gone, but had left her bra and thong behind to remind. There was a note inside the panties, “The best sex I’ve had in months!” along with her number. Feeling very accomplished I got up took a shower and prepared to head off to school.

 

“So where do you two delinquents want me to drop you off at?”

 

“Ooo, we’re not going back home mister.  We’re going back to your house to smoke this!”  They both started giggling again.

 

“I guess that’s fine with me, but stop calling me mister.  My names Dave.”

 

            We pulled into my driveway and the girls followed me closely up to my door giggling the whole way.  I opened the door and let them in and told them to make there selves at home.  They asked where the bathroom was and I pointed them in the direction.  They took their backpacks with them and scuttled to the bathroom giggling again.  I swore these two never stopped giggling.

 

            I sat down on my couch and grabbed a good smoking movie.  I decided with Half-Baked.  I then got out a 24 pack of Coors and some chips because I figured if we  were going to get fucked up we might as well do it right.  I had already finished two of the beers by the time the girls came out.  I nearly busted a load as soon as I saw them.  First I saw Sara.  She was wearing a very low cut halter top.  I like to keep house cold so you could see her nipples right through the thin fabric since she was visibly wearing no bra.  She was also wearing a very short pair of booty shorts that showed off her ass pretty nicely.  Then there was Becca.  Becca was wearing the same kind of halter top as Sara but a different color.  She too was wearing no bra so I could see her nipples too.  On the bottom though, she wore a VERY tight pair of short shorts.  The kind you see volleyball players wearing.  It hugged her plump ass just right and it made it look even more wonderful.  Since they were so tight I could easily tell she wasn’t wearing underwear.  I thought I was in heaven.

 

            The girls sat on either side of me; Sara to my left and Becca to my right.  I got up and put the movie on and threw them each a bear.  I sat back down and started rolling the Philly.  10 minutes later, or so,  I was done and we began to smoke it.  Since it was a full dime bag it was a pretty fat blunt so there was a lot to smoke.  We each got about 4 or 5 hits off of it.  By the end of the movie we had all finished off the beers and were all feeling a little fucked up.  I yawned and lifted my arms and the girls saw that as there opportunity to be flirty so they started tickling me.  I decided to flirt back so I started tickling back.  I stood up and started to drunkenly stumble  to my room to run from them.  I heard a thump and I turned around to see Becca lying down on the floor.  Me and Sara started to laugh like morons but we continued to stumble to my room. We got in and she shut the door behind us. 

 

“Hmm, so why did you decide to lead us here Mr. Dave?”

 

“Honestly?  This was the only place I could remember how to get to.”  And we both began to laugh again.  All of a sudden Sara stopped laughing and she walked up to me and put her hands around my waste.  She got on her tip toes and kissed me passionately on the lips. 

 

            She pushed me back so I was sitting on the edge of my bead.  She straddled me and we continued to kiss.  She lifted my shirt off and threw it on the floor.  She ran her nails up and down my chest as we made out.  I felt her tongue probing in and out of my mouth like a pro.  Boy did I love this girl.  She then got off of me and pushed me down so I was laying flat on the bed with my feet still on the floor.  She took my pants and boxers off and got a face full of my 8’ cock.  She kissed the tip of it.  Very softly.  Then began to lick up and down my shaft.  Kissing the top of it again every now and then.  She than pushed her  hair back and took the whole thing.  I was amazed she could deep throat all of me. She picked up pace and began to play with my nut sack.  She was going down on me like a fiend. 

 

            After about 15 minutes or so of this I thought I was going to explode right down her throat.  She must of noticed my balls tensing up because  she immediately stopped and stood back up and pulled off her top exposing her voluptuous breasts to me.  You have to believe me when I tell you this, but these were the biggest and perkiest and most beautiful set of tits I had ever seen in my life.  She held them in her hands and began to pinch her nipples.  She then jiggled them up and down and asked me if I liked them.  I just nodded.  She than told me that I should back up on the bed.  I obliged of course.

 

            She crawled up on to the bed with me (shorts still on) and began to suck me off again.  After she got my dick as hard as granite she sat up and moved up a little on me so that my dick was right between her tits.  She than began to jerk me off with her humungous tits.  I couldn’t believe how lucky I was having this 16 or 17 yr old cheerleading catholic girl whack me off with her titties.  I could of died right there.  She had a look of ecstasy on her face, letting me titty fuck her like the slut she was.  I couldn’t contain myself any harder so I blew my load.  Globs and globs of my sticky white cum landed all over her.  In her hair, on her face, on her tits.  I don’t remember the last time I had cum that hard.  She started to wipe it off her face and tits with her hand and lick it off. 

 

“Well it looks like you made a mess on me Dave!  I guess I’m gonna have to go and take a shower cause I DEFINATLY can’t go home like this, can I??  Why don’t you go find Beecca and see what she’s doing.  Maybe she is awake now.”  She winked at me and then pranced off into the hall way.  So I took her suggestion and went off to look for Becca…

I then rolled on top of her and put my penis inside of her little pink pussy and fucked her vigorously. She moaned and yelled so loud I thought someone would hear us. I released my load of cum inside of her and lay on top of her exhausted. We laid there for what seemed like hours. As we got dressed I told Cindy I loved her and she said it back. After that I drove her home said I loved her and dropped her off at her house.

The next morning I didn’t want to go to school because I was so tired because after I dropped Cindy off I went back out and hung out with some friends. I told my mom that I wasn’t feeling to good and I needed to stay home, so she let me and I went back to sleep. When everyone was out of the house the maid showed up, her name is Katie. She is probably in her late 30s or early 40s. She’s not hot at all and she is a bit over weight. But it never bothered me. Well while I was sleeping I was thinking of Cindy and got a hard on. While she was there she came into my room not knowing I was home. She saw me laying there with the blanket in a tent shape. As I woke up the blanket was taken off of me and she was staring at me with her hand in her crouch. I jumped up put a pillow over me and screamed what the fuck are you doing. She said never mind me and go back to sleep. I screamed and said get out. She wouldn’t and then she came closer to me. I yelled and again told her to leave. She just ignored me. She was about to touch my penis. Somehow she managed to get the pillow off of me and grab my penis. I was strangely turned on by this and let her touch my cock. She started stroking very slowly and it felt just like Cindy. Then she brought her mouth down and put my whole 9 inch cock into her mouth. This turned me on so much. I then forgot about everything and told her to get naked. She did. I told her to get on my bed and lay down. I took her legs and put them on my shoulders. I burred my face in her big fat pussy and got her soaking wet. She screamed

 

Oh yes Tyler!! Lick that pussy as much as you can! Get all my juices flowing

As I licked as hard as I could

Yes! Yes! Oh god yes im…im..Im cuuuuummmming she said

Give your juices to me Katie put them all over my face

Yes yes oh god it feels so good said Katie

 

I then sat up and slid my extremely hard cock in her fat pussy

Her pussy was much different than Cindy’s. Hers was very loose and I could fuck as ]hard as I wanted. I shoved my cock inside as she screamed more. I was about to come. And she knew it. She said come inside of me. Let me feel your hot creamy cum. And I did. I think I cumed more than I ever had before. After I slipped my cock out of her she sucked me clean and kept sucking until I got another hard on. Then I fucked her in her ass. Her ass was just as loose as her pussy and it felt so good. I couldn’t stop and ended up cumming inside her ass. She again sucked me clean and kept sucking until I got once again another hard on. She took my cock and shoved it in her mouth and said fuck my mouth and I cumed inside her mouth and all over her face after that we kissed for an hour as I liked all the cum of her body and feed it to her in her mouth out of mine. That was the first and last time we ever did that because I realized I couldn’t loose Cindy because I loved her and I always will. Cindy I love you if you ever read this and call me so we can go fuck again!!!!

 

 

Her blouse was still open and I put my hand on her nipples and she put her hand down and felt my hard cock through my pants. She said I showed you mine now you show me yours and I reluctantly undid my fly and pulled my cock out. She touched me and my cock jumped with the sensual pleasure. She said do you jack it off, and again I said no, and she said I bet you do. I blushed and said sometimes.

Show me she said and I said only if you show me yours and she had no hesitation in taking her pants off and I saw her cunt for the first time. She said now go on show me and I began to strop my cock. Then she said can I do it and I said ok and she then put her hand on my cock and began to pull me.

She said take your pants off so I can do it better and I did.  She put her hand around my cock and began to pump it. I felt for her cunt and ran my hand over it and tried to put my finger into her. She said do you know how to do it for a girl and I said no. She said come up to my bedroom and I will show you.

The two of us went up to her room and we both undressed completely and we looked and felt each other all over. Then she showed me how girls masturbate and then she let me do it to her for a minute or two. Then she said I want to do it to you first so I sat on the bed and she played with my cock and began to masturbate me. I took about 3 minutes before I was ready to cum. Her hand felt really different to when I do it so I got there quicker.  Just before I actually came I said I will do it now, and took over from her. She just watched fascinated and said will it spurt stuff and by then it was on its way and I just nodded.  I shot cum all over her carpet. She got down close to my cock head and was fascinated watching my cum spurt out. It’s the first time I have seen a boy do that. Then I said what happens when you cum and she let me finger her showing me where to touch and rub her. I ran my finger over her slit and found her clit and after pushing my finger into her and rubbing her clit like she showed me. She kept telling me where to rub and how and suddenly I thought she was having a fit as her whole body jerked and she grunted a few times. I said are you ok and she said wow that was a beauty, you just brought me off and that was my first orgasm I didn’t make my self. I was fascinated watching her jump each time I touched her clit and her breast actually moved a bit as she had each spasm. I kept rubbing her even after she came until she said stop its beginning to get sore.

After that I got her to spread her lips and let me look inside her and I put my fingers into her and spread her lips myself and they were all wet. I said did you piss yourself and she said no that’s the wetness girls make when they have sex so they don’t get sore. Its not like boys cum.

She said well that was just wonderful, lets do it again and I lay on the bed while she pulled and pumped my cock and had a wonderful time playing with it and looking and feeling it and my balls. She asked a lot of questions about my cock as I am circumcised and she has only seen uncircumcised ones. She really enjoyed playing with it. After about 7 or 8 minutes I was ready to cum again and I said I am going to cum and she said I will finish it this time and she pumped my cock and actually giggled as my hot sperm shot out the end of my cock and flew all over me and her. It was everywhere on her tits and belly and she rubbed a lot of it into her skin. I went soft and she took her cum covered hand and began to play with the cum I had on me. She put her finger into it and made long strings of the sticky stuff, and had a great time playing with it and rubbing it around my belly and made a pool of it in my belly button. She was fascinated and said I didn’t think it would be warm even though it was now cool and its all whitish and sticky, I love it.  She said what does it taste like and I said I have never tried to taste it. She then took her finger and got some on it and said open wide and wanted to put it in my mouth. I didn’t really want to and said I don’t really want to and she said well lets both do it together, I am curious to see what it tastes like. She said get some on your finger which I did and she then said ok we will both open our mouths and you put your finger in my mouth and I will do it to you and we can suck it off each others finger.

She said 1.2.3 and we both sucked each other fingers. I tasted my own cum for the first time. She was the first to say yum that was amazing, fancy that coming out of your cock. I thought it might taste like pee but it doesn’t and it has a strange taste but I like it. I said it didn’t taste like I thought either, I didn’t really like the taste but it wasn’t as bad as I imagined. She got some more off me and sucked her own finger and did it a few times and then gave me some more off her finger. This time I already had the taste in my mouth and this time it was a bit better.

She said I cant imagine having that inside me making a baby, it is nothing like I imagined.  Lets do it again and the two of us masturbated each other and we both had orgasms again only this time she drank a lot more of my cum and I tasted her juice from her cunt on my fingers. When she asked me what I thought I said it was alright and then she said lets mix it together and we put cum on our fingers and then into her cunt and sucked the mix of our cums together. She said that’s even better than each one on its own. I said have you tasted yours before and she said plenty of times, I suck my fingers a lot when I masturbate.

I was covered in cum and she was pretty mucky around her cunt and had some dried cum on her tits. She took me to her bathroom and washed ourselves and we dried each other off and I got hard again with her rubbing the towel over me. She then bent down and I though she was going to look or play with my cock again but this time she put her mouth over it and I got the most amazing feeling I have ever had with her warm mouth sucking and bobbing up and down on my cock. She looked up and said do you like that and I said do I ever, then we heard a car drive up the driveway. Shit she said that’s my mom, oh fuck I didn’t realise the time and we raced to her room and got dressed. Before she ran off she kissed me and said I will finish that next time. I climbed out her window as she ran to greet her mom so I could get away.

That was the beginning of a long sexual adventure with her and more will follow.

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Alicia was a slightly heavyset 16 year old girl whose parents were known to be very religious and uptight. Despite her parents’ beliefs, Alicia had something of a seductive and sensual manner about her that I immediately sensed and liked. During my guitar lessons I was pleased to find that she didn't mind sitting close to me and sometimes her leg rubbed mine. When she leaned forward to demonstrate a playing technique I could often see down her blouse and get a good view of her unusually large boobs. Entranced by sight of her boobs and the lacy bras she wore, I soon developed a crush on her that I had trouble hiding.

 

Alicia’s home basement had been outfitted with guestroom so that’s where we spent our lesson time together. The guestroom was isolated and quiet so the music disturbed no one in the house above. Even so, we were often completely alone down there for hours because her mother was usually away from home in the afternoons. I always felt a secret thrill at being alone with an older girl in a quiet room equipped with a bed and I sometimes fantasized about her on it.  The views of Alicia’s boobs and the touch of her leg during my lessons only added to my secret thrills and fantasies.

 

We often chatted alone together after my lessons. Since I was a few years younger than her I never imagined that Alicia would be sexually interested in me or shared any of my fantasies, but, to my complete surprise, on some of our afternoons alone together she gradually began to steer our chats toward sex. It began one day with a few gentle jokes or innuendos but it wasn’t long before we found ourselves indulging in a detailed discussions about sexually related topics. She sometimes talked about the size of her ample boobs and how difficult it was for her to purchase bras. Other times she’d complain about how teenage boys looked at her chest and only thought about one thing (the same thing I often thought about).

 

I thoroughly enjoyed secret chats because I had such a crush on her and being alone with her always made me feel horny. I eagerly looked forward to our afternoons in the basement together although I never dreamed that our chats would ever amount to anything more than talk. All I knew was that I always became very hard but I really didn't care when Alicia could see the obvious bulge in my pants. In fact, I wanted her to see it to show her my reaction to her sex chats. To my delight, she sometimes glanced at my waist and then smiled at me when I caught where her eyes had been roaming.

 

One afternoon when the guitar lesson was finished our chat got a bit more heated than usual. Somehow she got us talking about wet dreams, sperm and ejaculation and we both became ever more excited as we chatted. The topic was interesting for both of us. She admitted she’d never actually seen a penis or an ejaculation and believed just a few tiny droplets of sperm were ejaculated during orgasm. I shook my head and tried to convince her otherwise by telling her that several large squirts came out followed by smaller ones.

 

She was fascinated and when she asked me if I ever had wet dreams my face turned very red. I could hardly believe what Alicia was asking me but I stuttered and admitted to her that I’d had several sexy wet dreams recently and I even made a point of telling her the result hadn’t been just a few tiny droplets. She stared at me and asked me what was the cause of wet dreams. I replied that I couldn’t control when they happened, they just happened. Sexual fantasies just jumped into my dreams and the next thing I knew there’d been an explosion of sperm big enough to require changing the sheets on my bed.

 

That made her giggle and blush a bit but she still managed the nerve to ask me what kind of fantasies would cause me to ejaculate. Bashfully, I told her fantasizing about naked girls would do it, among other things. She smiled at me, giggled and muttered that my fantasies could be easily arranged if I wanted.  I was so mesmerized by what she was hinting that didn't bother to try to hide the huge bulge in my jeans as we talked. Alicia’s eyes were frequently glancing toward it and lingering there. And around that time I began to detect a faint musky aroma I’d never smelled before. Believe it or not, I could actually smell the scent of her pussy getting hot and wet from beneath her skirt (although I didn't recognize it as such at the time).

 

She continued by asking me if I’d like to see an actual a naked girl. I was so astonished by her question I hardly knew how to respond but I managed the presence of mind to nod and croak “yes” in response. My heart was pounding and my throat was getting dry at where this conversation was going. We were alone in her basement and Alicia was strongly hinting that I was about to get to see a real naked girl.

 

Alicia got up and locked the basement door, sealing us even more securely from the rest of her already deserted house. When she came back to the couch she asked me if I’d promise to keep secret what was going to happen next. I nodded and then she wasted no time in beginning to remove her clothing. I could hardly believe what was happening as she stood in front of me and unbuttoned her blouse, exposing the lacy bra that restrained her ample boobs. Then she smiled at me as she unfastened her skirt and wriggled her hips, quickly dropping it to the floor. I was so entranced by the sight of her in her underthings that I could hardly breathe. She continued to shed her clothing and soon was standing totally nude in front of me. Her enormous boobs were bare for me to see along with her pussy and everything. She smiled and then strutted around in front of me with her hands on her hips as if to reveal all the details of herself for my inspection.

 

Then she sat on the couch next to me and told me I should show her my penis so she could play with it and see for herself how much sperm it could ejaculate. I was totally astonished by her request because I could hardly believe my 16 year old guitar teacher was asking to play with my penis. Even though we were alone in her basement guestroom I was still a bit nervous about taking my clothes off in her house. But I felt so horny I was eager to do anything she wanted and I certainly wasn't going to pass up this opportunity. We didn't have much time before my mother arrived but the risk of getting caught only added to the thrill we were both feeling. 

 

I was so intoxicated by the sight of her that I was as hard as I'd ever been in my life. After shucking off my shoes I unbuttoned my jeans and quickly stripped them off. She leaned forward and helped me pull my briefs down, allowing my boner to spring quickly out point straight up at the ceiling. I was still a bit red faced with embarrassment but her eagerness soon caused me to forget any modesty.

 

She kneeled down on the floor and touched my stiff tool while grinning seductively at me. There was an eager twinkle in her eyes as she explored my rod with her fingers and palms while complimenting me on its length and hardness. My balls were swollen and bulging and I was completely lost in the pleasure of her loving touch while she toyed with them.

She began stroking me and for the next few minutes her eyes remained locked in rapt fascination on my quivering boner. Then, to my total surprise, she leaned over and inserted my cock head in her mouth, licking it and sucking on it while continuing to grip the base with one hand. She was clearly awkward and inexperienced at giving head but I didn’t know the difference at the time. She wasted no time rolling her tongue around on it and smacking her lips and all. She turned her head to smile at me while she sucked and I could see her cheeks bulge from the cockhead inside her mouth.

 

As you could imagine, the sensation of Alicia’s mouth was beyond belief. The warmth and wetness were far more exciting than solo masturbation and the pleasure she delivered was too great to control. I lasted only a short while before I tensed up and involuntarily quivered before getting ready to blow my load. I tried to pull out of her mouth so she could watch but she wouldn't unclamp her lips. There was no choice but to blow in her mouth and so that's what I did. Bright lights exploded in my head and spams of pleasure radiated from my groin into the whole of my body. My hips bucked and I groaned as I cut loose streams of warm cum.

 

Perhaps she really believed just a few small drops were going to dribble out but I proved my point by squirting my load into her mouth very quickly. I feared Alicia would screech and quit when the flood hit her but instead she tried to swallow my sperm. I could feel her gulp madly but she couldn't keep up it. She gagged and coughed, sending the rest of my squirts onto her face and chest. When I was finished pulsing she looked up at me with a puzzled grin on her face as strands of my cum hung from her lips and chin down to my cock.

 

We were both breathing heavily and I was in complete ecstasy from the vast pleasure of my first true blow job delivered by my horny guitar teacher. I’d loved the sensation of cutting loose into something other than a towel or wad of tissue paper. She was really quite a tiger rather than just a modest high school girl. She knelt there, nude, while trying to scrape the rest of my sperm from the inside of her mouth with her tongue. A few stray drops were dripping from her boobs onto her belly.

 

After a moment, she asked "Does that much always come out?" and I nodded to her wearily. She smiled back at me and squeezed my sagging boner with her right hand, giggling as more jizz spilled out. She worked it between her fingers muttering “That was so cool” as she surveyed the mess on her boobs, her hands around my deflating cock.

 

We got up and used the guestroom sink to clean ourselves up with warm water and paper towels. It felt odd for both of us to be standing together naked in front of the bathroom mirror like a couple who’d been married for years. We didn’t have much time for modesty, though, because my mother might arrive at any moment. She cleaned my sperm off her chin, as if such events were commonplace, before checking the mirror to make sure there were no stray strands hanging from her hair. Finally, we inspected the couch to make sure there were no stains or wetness where I’d cum. By this time my cock had completely softened and was dangling to and fro as we replaced our clothing and confirmed there was no visible evidence of our fun.