my balls, swiftly feeling them, and we locked lips in a passionate kiss. The door opened, and the JANITOR came in. He was an old man named Bob. He saw the cloths on the floor, the naked girl and boy standing close together, and he smiled at us. He left, saying, "They're living their youth, what can I do?" We laughed. Then she lay down on the ground, and I humped her back. Then I decided to stick my willy down her ass. I pushed into her ass hole, and she moaned in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Then I fondled her breasts again, before she got back to class. I spent the rest of the day masturbating in the supply closet. The end

walked into my bedroom. Sitting on my bed were two young girls, probably 23 or 24. One was a blonde with tan skin. She was wearing a pink thong and pink high heels. She wasn't wearing anything on top except her DD's. The other one was black, and was wearing a white knee-stockings and high heels. Nothing was covering her pussy or her DD's. "Hello Johnny," the blonde said. "Feel like some... pleasure... after a long day at work?" She walked over to me and removed my blazer. I was to stunned to move. The african-american girl unbuttoned me shirt slowly, and then she relieved me of that too. She then placed her hand down where my penis was having an erection. "Let me help you with that," she said. She then unzipped my pants, pulled them down far enough for my penis to be sticking out at a ninety degree angle, and began to give me a blow job. She sucked and licked like it would be her last. The blonde came around to my front. She stood just behind the african-american. She took both my hands, placing one on her breast, and the second on her pussy. I began to rub her breast, but it was not as good as her pussy, which was seeping wet. Eventually, the african american fiinished the blow-job and pulled the blonde away from me. Then, they did what I had always wanted to see: the two girls made out and fingered each other. First they locked lips, then the blonde placed her hand on the black's vagina and the black placed her hands on the blonde's breasts. She began to massage and lick and touch and feel. I could stand it no longer. I was going to cum any second now. I jumped inbetween the two and got on my knee's. I then started to lick the blonde's pussy. I licked up her hole as deep as my tongue could get, and I licked around her hole as far as my tongue could go. She moaned and groaned with pleasure. After this, I positioned my penis at her vagina hole, and stuck my 9 inch up as far as it could go. I finally began to pump with a steady rythm, and she set loose an orgasm. As soon as the cum began to leak out of the blonde's vagina, the black approached us and began to lick all the cum. I then took my penis out of the blonde's vagina and stuck it in the black's. She moaned so much! Eventually she cummed too, but I got to eat all that. I was the last to cum. I sprayed it all over the girls' chests and pussies, so they licked all the cum off each other. It was a site to see.

DDs, bouncing and jiggling perfectly.  Her ass was tiny too.  A perfect shape, she had.  And a perfect face.

I always just assumed I would stand on the sidelines and watch the popular guys take such a beautiful girl.  But boy was I wrong!

Kathy had this thing for the underdog.  She always thought he was tougher than the hero.  I hadn't realized this, though, until one day she came into school wearing a see-through shirt, no bra, and no underwear.  As soon as she opened her locker next to me and I looked at her, I saw her breasts.  My penis went rock hard.  Then, as she bent over to retrieve her books, I saw her pussy without any thong covering it.  And boy was it beautiful.  So beautiful, cum shot right out of my penis, staining my jeans.

She must have noticed, but I didnt' know she had so I raced down to the nurses office to find something in the lost and found.  The nurse looked at the cum that had seeped through my jeans suspiciously, then dismissed the idea, convincing herself she hadnn't seen it. 

I found a pair of jeans that almost fit me.  Classes had started by that time, so I took my time to get to class.  I had rounded the corner and was on the deserted stairway, when someone grabbed my ass from behind.  I turned around, and there she was.  She moved her hand to my erect penis, and, holding onto it, guided me into a supply closet.  I did not object.  Once inside, she closed the door.  She turned around, and without saying a word, lifted up her skirt to reveal her beautiful pussy.  I feasted my eyes for about a minute before she said, "Are you going to touch me yet?  Feel me?  Lick me?  Stick that thing up my love tunnel?  We haven't got all day, you know."  I grinned, and then I pulled my pants off.  I took my shirt off and was fumbling with my underwear, when she came towards me, already nude, and kissed me full on the lips.  Our tongues mingled, and then she pulled away.  She took my hand, and slowly placed it on her breast.  I began to massage her breast, feeling every curve.  Her nipple was hard and perky, so I began to suck on that. 

She pulled down my underwear, and immediately began to suck on my dick.  I placed my hands on her DDs and felt them till the nipples were no longer hard.  When she had finished her blow job, I reached my hand down to her pussy.I felt her.  She was wet!

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on some high heels, and then walked out of my room and into my brothers room wearing only that.
  Now, by hearing this, you must think that my brother would be extremely mad at me trying to sleep with his friends.  But he wouldn't be.  In fact, he'd join in the fun and squeeze my DD cups just as hard as any other guy there. 
  So, when I opened the door, the talking stopped, and all eyes turned to the bottom of my dress.  I tossed some condoms at them, saying nothing, and instantly they grinned (Jimbo included).
  They all started taking off their cloths.  "The person with the longest Jimmy can have a full feeling session with me," I said.    They lined up, and I inspected thier Jimmy's.  Jason had the longest Jimmy, maybe 11 inches.  I took him to the center of the room, in front of all the jealous boys, and peeled off my cloths as if I were a banana peeling myself.  Then I lay down on the ground and said in my most dramatic voice, "JASON!  FEEL ME!"  He leant down on top of me and began to touch my breasts, very gently at first, then he wiggled them.  When he was done feeling every curve of my chest, he slid his hand down my stomach and began feeling my vagina.  It felt so good.  He masaged, touched, and licked my vagina for about ten minutes before all the other boys got jealous and jumped in.  "Hold it, boys," I said.  "I got another idea.  Find every chair in this house you can, and then sit in them."  Once they had, I proceded to lap dance on every single one of them.  "The first one of you who cums can be the first one to stick their Jimmy up my vagina."  Indeed, Jason was the first one to cum because he had gotten the most attention.  Grinning, he brought himself over to me.  I squatted down so that he would have a good veiw up my vagina.  He got a good one, all right.  He rammed himself into me, shoving his 11 inch willy down my vagina.  The other boys could not take it.  One came and started to lick my ass, and the one shoved his penis down my throat, and another two took one breast each and began to bite, suck, touch, and feel as much as they could.  Needless to say, I lost my virginity.

th only a blanket draped around her. Her brown hair was blowing in every which way, and her feet were black with dirt. Even in all of her dirtiness and sadness, I could tell she was beautiful. But I didn't want to pay her to have sex with me or anything of the such. What I felt to her was new, and very different than what I've ever felt before. I felt passion, but at the same time love, but at the same time pitty, and at the same time wonder.

I had to help her. So as she came running up to me, I put my hand firmly on her shoulder. "Ma'am, can I offer you my coat?" I asked.

All she was able to say in turn was, "They'll be here soon, I have to go!"

"Who? Who will be here?"

"They... they tried to take advantage of me... I have to go, there are so many of them!" she stuttered. Then she ran off.

I took one look in the direction she had come from, and then I ran with her. She took all of the side allays, evidently not noticing I was following her. Then she ran into a dead end. Looking frantically around, she noticed my shadow. She tensed up immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay," I said. "I'm here to help you."

She whipped her head around, and stared into my eyes. When she noticed they were full of pitty and passion, she fell to her knees and began to sob. I took my jacket off and put it around her shoulders, sheilding her from the cold december air. "Now, I want you to tell me everything that happened," I said.

Between sobs, she said, "I'm Melody. I go to Colombia University. I was on my way back from College to my apartment, when... when..." she had a raging fit of sobs, before she continued, "when they found me. The gagged me, and they tied my hands behind my back. Then they pulled me into an allay before they shoved me through the back door of an unoccupied restaurant. There they sat me in a chair, tied my hands and my feet to the chair, and cut all my cloths to shreds. Then, they all gathered around me and began to suck on my... my... my breasts. Luckily, none of them were able to put their... thing... in my love tunnel because I broke the ropes that were tying my hands together. They were to occupied with fondling and licking my breasts that I was able to slide my hands down to the ropes keeping my feet attached. Then I just ran. They were to stunned to do anything until I reached the fire escape. Then the boss, who had recovered quickest, shouted, 'WELL GO GET HER!' So the five men are now chasing me. We must have lost them though."

I took a moment to overcome the horror I had at hearing this story. Then I said, "We should probably get you back to your apartment now, behind locked doors. It would also be good if you kept a knife or some sort of sharp thing next to your bed in case they find out where you live and attack you. Just to be on the safe side," I added. She nodded, and so I turned to walk back down the allay. When I noticed she wasn't moving, I picked her up and carried her in my arms. We walked 28 blocks like that, my hands under her knees, her head resting against my shoulder with my hand for extra support. When we finally reached her apartment, I noticed she was sleeping. So I put her in the bed, tucked the covers in around her, got out a sticky pad and wrote my name and number on it, with a small note: "If you need anything else, you can call me at this number." Then I left.

When I got back home, I was to overcome by love and passion to actually realize I hadn't had sex that day. I undressed and went to bed, not even needing the toys that were in my closet.

I was awoken by a phone call. NOT THE CLIENTS! I thought. However, I made myself pick up the phone. "Hi, um, this is Melody, from last night..." said the speaker on the other line. At first I couldn't remember, but then all the events of the night before came to me.

"How are you feeling today?" I asked with care and concern.

"A little better. I don't know what I would have done without you," she said.

"i couldn't have done otherwise than help," I replied.

"Listen, I was wondering if maybe... you'd want to get some coffee sometime so I could get to know my rescuer better," she said.

The word RESCUER was the only thing that was on my mind when I answered, "I'm free all day." As soon as I said it, I remembered I had work left to do.

"My college classes start around 11:35, so maybe we could meet up around 9:00ish?" she asked.

"Sure," I answered, saying to myself, 'YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE, JOHNNY!' "Where do you want to meet?"

"How about Starbucks on 23rd street?" she asked.

"Sounds great. See you there," I said.

"See you there. And once again, thanks for saving me," she said. Then we hung up.

I stole a glance at the clock. It was 8:12. I had exactly 48 minutes to prepare myself and get to the place with flowers. I scowled before rushing to the bathroom to brush my teeth and shave. Then I threw on beige pants and a blue button-down shirt. I combed my hair, before rushing to the deli across the street to see if they carried roses. Lucky for me, they did. So I bought 4 dozen roses (which is not cheap in NYC, and I hoped that she would realize and like that factor) and caught a cab.

I arrived on time. She was waiting for me, and I immediately appologized for not getting here before her. "Relax," she said, with a grin. "You're on time." I smiled and handed her the roses.

We sat down at a table, and talked all the day-- and I mean that literally. The waiter started looking at us impatiently around 1:00, and we just thought he was rude. We didn't notice the time. When she finally noticed the time, she exclamed, "Damnit! I missed ALL of my classes!" It was 7:00 and the waiter, by now, was looking at us with a look of disgust. We got up, leaving a 50 dollar tip, and walked out of the restaurant.

I didn't even ask her if she wanted me to walk her home. There was no doubt in my mind. So we walked, and talked some more. Over the course of the day she had told me everything- how she wanted three children, that she was a virgin, about her mother's death, about her father's strictness but loving nature, about the pangs of being an only child, about everything. I, in turn, had told her how I had been so addicted to sex that I went to clubs every night and payed hookers, how hard it was being 23 in New York City and trying to find a job at a law office that was OTHER than a summer associate, how both my parents had died of smoking, how I hated smoking, and everything else about me. We warmed up to each other, and when we had reached her door, she asked me if I wanted to come upstairs and we'd order chinese food. I agreed, and so up the stairs we went.

She lived in a small, one bedroom, one kitchen, one bathroom apartment. It was decorated stylishly and comfortably, though. The rooms were posh, and the colors beautiful and vibrant.

"Wow," I said, "I wish I lived in a place like this!"

"Thank you," she said with a sweet smile on her face. She picked up the phone and began to dial the chinese food number. She ordered for us. I don't even remember what she ordered. I was to busy looking at her back: the way her head tilted to the side, the way one knee was bent and the toes were pointed, etc. She finished her phone call and turned around. She waited for me to begin the talking, but instead all I said was, "I think we've talked about literally everything possible for today."

"You're right," she said. "So what should we do?"

We both thought for a minute, before I said, "Well, I could fix us some martinis."

She contradicted the idea, and said, "What about we play strip poker?"

I wanted to scream, "YES! YES!!!!" but instead I contained myself and said, "Are you sure?"

As if she were answering me, she took a deck of cards and began to shuffle and deal. Then we played. I lost the first round, and I took off my shirt. Then she lost to me the second and thir round, causing her to remove her bra and skirt. I lost the fourth round, and took off my pants. There I was, sitting in my underwear next to the most naturally beautiful girl I have ever seen. I couldn't look at her, because I knew I would have an erection and cum all over her apartment if I did. It was evidentally to much for her, because instead of dealing the cards, she threw them up in the air, grabbed my hand, and threw it against her breast. I took it off for long enough to ask her, "Are you sure you want to do this?" to which she replied, "You are the most helpful, kind, unselfish person I know. If there's anybody I want to have my virginity, it's you." So, instead of feeling her breast through the lacey material, I took the bra off and began to fondle her breasts. She loved it, and I played with them for five minutes before she took my hands off of her chest and relieved me of my underwear. Then she began to suck my penis. She was not near as skilled as the hookers I usually payed, but the way she stumbled and tried her hardest to please me made that blowjob (and the whole body of the sex) the best I had ever had and will ever have. Then I began to carress her nipples again, before I sucked them. Eventually, I nibbled on her nipples, but because she was a virgin I wanted the pleasure to be in large quantities. I also wanted to dive straight for her pussy, but I knew I had to wait.

Finally she said to me, her voice full of erotic lust and ecstasy, "I'm through with being a virgin! End it, Johnny, end it!" So I positioned my penis at the opening to her love tunnel, and began to slide it into her wet pussy. She was very tight, and I didn't want to pass through her just yet, so I just moved my penis around in the small area that was there. She urged me to end her virginity, though, so I did. As soon as my penis went up her vagina, she sighed. Then, slowly, I began to pull it out again. I pushed it back in, this time gliding easily through her vagina, and then pulled it back out. I developed a rythmic beat for a few minutes, before I went faster and faster which caused her first orgasm. I licked all the cum that was dripping out of her, before I pushed my penis in again. We stayed like this for an hour.

I began to fondle her breasts again. Eventually, we stopped and took a shower- together. In the shower all we did was let our hands slide over every curve of eachother while my penis was in her love tunnel. We kissed passionately. When we got out of the shower, we dried eachother off and didn't bother with cloths. I slept at her house that night.

She got pregnant from that night. I was so full of love and she was so full of love that we hadn't even bothered with condoms. She felt that she was to young, being 21, but I wanted to keep the baby. It represented my first night of true love. She didn't agree, and got an abortion. I was angry at her, and she was disapointed in my for expecting her to keep the baby. We got over it, but things were never the same. Eventuallly, we drifted away from each other. But I will never forget that passionate night when we made love.

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e shut the cell phone and immediately started helping Lisa. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Yes, I'm fine," she said. "Let me help you with that," he said. They hit it off and began talking. They talked for half an hour, before he said, "We should really go clean up that coffee stain." They walked into a small bathroom stall, and he locked the door. He switched on the lights, and advanced on her. The funny thing was, she didn't mind now. She walked up to him to, and they locked lips in a kiss. He began to pull off her shirt. Then, instead of taking off her bra, he reached into it and began to massage the breast underneath the bra. She moaned with pleasure. She took off his pants, carefully unbuttoning them. We she had exposed his hard cock, she stared wide-eyed at its size, before leaning down to lick it. She sucked and sucked and sucked. Then he stood her up and felt her pants. They were sopping wet. Grinning, he undid her zipper and pulled the pants down. He stuck his penis in the entrance to her love tunnel. Before going in, he said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" The old Lana would have said, "NO! I'M NOT READY! I HAVEN'T EVEN HAD MY FIRST KISS!" But the old Lana was gone. This new one was horny and needed to have sex at that moment. "Yes, I'm ready," she replied. Then, with one strong, swift, fast, and painful motion, he pushed into her and past her cherry. She gasped with pain. He left his penis there for a while, and when the pain had subsided, he pulled his penis slowly out. Then he slid it back in and back out. He worked up a slow, steady rythm. He waited for a while before he took the rythm to the next speed level because she was a virgin. However, he did increase the speed, and eventually he was pumping her so hard she had her first orgasm. He licked up every bit of the cum. EMAIL ME at amazingvocals1@yahoo.com PLEASE RATE!

st jock and athlete in the school. Everyone predicted I would become a professional athlete (I actually became a lawyer) and would make it to the top ten. As you can guess, the cheerleaders all loved the sweat and muscle. So I got the hottest, flirtiest cheerleader as my girlfriend. I didn't actually love her, but the sex was INCREDIBLE! So I kept her until I found someone I actually loved (I didn't love anyone until I met Melody, but that's a story for another time). Now, I was on the football team, and I had scored the winning point. The finals were in Connecticut (we went to college at NYU), and the college had provided busses to take all the college students to the finals. Football was a sport everyone liked to be involved in, so pretty much the entire college came. Jenna's parents's house was in Connecticut, so Jenna offered to have the party there. The school finally accepted on terms that it would cost them no money. Now, Jenna was supposed to go home early to set up the party, but when the score was tied she needed to stay and see who won. Now, it was good she stayed because I shot the winning shot, and she loved that. She ran out onto the feild and made out with me for a few minutes. I drove her back to the party at her house, which her parents had already set up. Everyone except for the football players were in jeans and T-shirts (we football players like to parade around in our uniforms and show off that we won the game. If we had lost, then we would have changed too). Jenna started getting uncomfortable. So she excused herself and went upstairs to change. The guys immediately started thinking of Jenna, Jenna with obviously DDs and a gorgeous body, naked, their penises stuck straight out at a 90 degree angle, making a tent in their pants. So they took a few cameras and ran upstairs. I was at the front of the croud. We pushed Jenna's door open, and immediately began taking pictures of her. We were exactly there at the right time. She was standing topless in her red lace thong. She saw what we were doing, and started posing, juggling her huge breasts, snapping the cord that protected her vagina. She went with it. Then someone shouted, "Hey! Let's have Johnny Jock have sex with her and take photos!" Everyone shouted in agreement, and I was shoved forward. I whispered in her ear, "We don't have to do this." "What are you talking about?" she said. "Your saying that you dont want to show off with rights to playing with me on camera?" I grinned, and immediately began to plant kisses all over her neck. She went right down to the point, and leant on her hands and knees and stuck her ass in the air for me to suck and lick. I jumped on the moment and began to lick her ass as hard as I could. Then, I signalled to one of the people taking photos. They came over, and I pulled off her thong. He began to take close up pictures of her pussy and love tunnel. Then, I stuck my 9 inch in her ass hole. She moaned with pleasure and began to hump the air. I slid my penis down as far as I could. 9 INCHES were in her ass hole, and she was loving it. She began to cum, so I pulled my penis out of her out of her ass and began to lick her cum out of her pussy. Then I flipped her over and began to fondle her breasts. I messaged. I poked. I squeezed. I nibbled. I felt. I touched. Then she couldn't stand it, so she put her head down at my penis and kissed the purple and veiny tip. She slid the triangle top into her mouth. Once that was thouroughly soaked, she moved down, inch by inch, devouring my penis. She wrapped her tongue around it and pulled. It was my turn to moan. Then I spread her legs wide open and put my chin on her vagina. Then I tilted my head slowly. When my mouth was level with her love tunnel, I began to slide it in. She cummed again, and I swallowed it all as it came out. I wiggled my tongue around as far is it could go. The photographers couldn't stand it and wripped off their cloths. They began fucking each other. Now, the photographers were all men, and they needed girls. So once they had given each other blowjobs, they paraded downstairs without their cloths. The girls squealed, before they were pinned to the ground and and had their cloths wripped off and their privates fucked. Jenna and I went downstairs, and it was like a battle, only both sides were fighting for the same cause: the side that wanted to be fucked, and the side that was fucking the other side. We grinned. The night was not over yet. Jenna summonedn up 5 other cheerleaders, and I summoned up my best friend Ryan. He was sticking his 7 inch up a blonde with C cups. When I told him what was going on, he asked the girl if she wanted to join. She agreed and wiped all the cum off her pussy in a long, slow gesture. Ryan and I grinned, before we took her to the basement. Ryan and I sat back and watched all the other girls fuck, suck, lick, and touch eachother. Then, we tied them down and fucked them one by one. I never thought I would have a better night until I met Melody. None of the girls got pregnant, thanks to Jenna's parents who set out bowls of condoms.