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a journey or discovery

joanna86uk on Virgin Stories

At the age of thirteen sexual experience and desires were things not even contemplated but were just around the corner. I’d never kissed anything other than one of my numerous aunties and as for noticing the female form, those thoughts had never crossed my young and innocent mind.

I had a sister, aged eleven and called Tori, typically annoying as sisters are supposed to be but one of her best friends was twelve year old next door neighbour Susan. She was just starting to mature, with her tall angular body starting to soften and curve and mounds growing on a previously flat chest.

July 2000

It was summer and we were mid way through our holiday away from school. Typically, our mothers

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were together gas bagging and it could be guaranteed that they would be next door for hours. On a hot and humid day, I was dressed in a pair of shorts, nothing on my feet and no shirt, the two girls also wore shorts, were barefoot and wore little cotton vests and we were playing happily inside without a care in the world.

Susan was more curious than my sister and me and as we played she paused, looked up at me and said, "What do you look like with no clothes on, would you show me?"

Intrigued, I replied, "It would be better if we all took our clothes off together and had a good look at each other!" The two girls, without hesitation agreed and we stood up and removed what clothing we had on.

I’d been concentrating on removing my shorts and underwear and once I’d stepped out of them to become totally naked, I looked up to see my sister and her friend nude, two yards in front of me. Tori was very plain, thin legs, thin body and nothing to look at but her little pussy hole. Susan on the other hand had shapely legs, curved hips, thin waste, moving up to mounds of puppy fat breasts capped off by door stop nipples and she’d just started her growth of pubic hair.

They both laughed and pointed, "Look your tail is huge and all stiff and purple!" I glanced down and in amazement and said, "This has never happened before but it feels good".

"Can we touch it?"

I agreed and as the two probing hands reached forward to touch it, my hardened dick twitched and grew another inch. The girls laughed but as they did, we heard the latch of the back yard gate click, so, we hastily dressed. I’d had my first hard-on.

I went to bed, positively buzzing with the afternoons events, I’d got to work out what had happened earlier. I’d put on my pyjamas, said goodnight to my sister and my mother went downstairs to talk to some visitors. After ten minutes or so, I undid my top and slipped it off, then reached for my bottoms to remove them, kicking them off, throwing top and bottoms onto the floor.

This was the first time I’d been naked in bed, the feel of sheets next to my skin was exciting and for the second time in a day, my dick was rock hard. What did it feel like?

I reached down and took a hold of this new toy. Wow! What a feeling as my fingers and thumb circled this rod. Instinct took over and my hand slowly started to move up and down and as my breathing became irregular, so, my hands sped up.

After ten minutes of constant rubbing, my balls started to tingle (Hello, this was interesting) and I decided I’d got to have a look at this and threw back my quilt. My dick was enormous. How could it get that big?

Still my hand stroked, more furiously than before, breathing very heavy and then with an explosion of pain, I let out a groan and a thick white cream spurted over my chest and then, with one massive surge, the thick liquid shot over my face and with and irresistible urge, I licked the sperm off my chin and from under my nose. Three more squirts later, my balls were spent and I sat up, got dressed, got back into bed and went to sleep. The pain when I came was unbelievable, my body shook and tingled with surprising intensity. It was fantastic. I’d had my first orgasm and had masturbated for the first time.

February 2002

Just before my fifteenth birthday, Susan and the rest of her family moved house. The father had got a promotion and had to move offices, somewhere up north and a new family moved in next door.

March 2002

One Saturday morning, a removal van pulled up and was followed by a car with the new owners of the house next door. The mother and father looked normal enough, they got out the car first and then, their vision of a daughter stepped out from the back seat.

Five feet five, nice trim legs, shortish skirt, slim waste moving up to developing ‘C’ cup breasts and capped off by shoulder length blonde hair. Then as she walked up the driveway, I saw her glacier blue eyes for the first time, with a hint of a sparkle and then she smiled. A smile to light up the sky and stop traffic.

I went to bed that night with something extra to think about and soon developed a raging hard-on and proceeded, with a now regular routine. On went my bedside reading lamp, off came my pyjama bottoms (I had dispensed with my top to sleep in six months ago), quilt thrown to one side and after a quick fondle with my nipples making them hard and tender, my right hand eagerly encircled my dick.

Five or so minutes later, my breathing became heavier and I was lost in my growing ecstasy. Tori, was now thirteen and developing at a rate of knots, came out of her bedroom and stumbled across the landing towards the bathroom. Passing my door, which was slightly open, she peered in and unnoticed came in and sat down on the sofa at then end of the bed.

She whispered, "Rob, what are you doing?"

"I’m wanking, piss off!"

"Can I watch, it looks interesting?"

"Do what you like, just shut the door!"

She did as she was told and got up, shut the door and to get a better look sat on the edge of the bed. I didn’t expect to be as turned on by being watched, especially by my sister, as I was but started to perform to my audience. I slowed down the rhythm, this was going to last. Ten minutes later as a build up pre cum started to ooze out, Tori said, "What’s that?"

"It’s pre cum, I’ll come properly in a couple of minutes!"

"Does it hurt?"

"There’s like a tingling in my balls and my stomach’s starting to tighten but it’s a great pain!"

"What does it taste like?" And before I could answer, she bent forward and licked the source of the flow.

I was staggered by her actions but even more turned on and as she sat up to wipe her lips, my hand sped up and then I came. Gushing out in spurt after spurt, my orgasm lasted for at least two minutes, the electricity causing my body to spasm violently and my cream shot everywhere. Over my chest, face, bed clothes and floor.

"Wow!" Tori said.

She couldn’t resist dipping her finger into the pool forming on my chest and having a taste. "That’s nice. Thanks Rob!" She said and as she stood up, she leaned forward, licked my face clean and kissed me goodnight. My first wank with an audience.

May 2002

I’d gone to bed and had just cum after having a good wank and was just about to pull on my pyjama bottoms, when the bedroom door eased open and in walked Tori.

"Do you mind if I show you something?"

"No. Go on".

She sat where I’d just been lying, enjoying myself and removed her night dress and lay down totally nude. I’d not noticed before but she’d got great feet and she was turning into a horny form.

Moving her hand to her nipple she began to slowly circle it and I saw it harden in seconds. With a pinch she moaned and writhed with pleasure. Then her left hand went to her lips and she moistened her fingers with saliva. Slowly the hand moved to her crotch and fingers started to circle her pussy lips, teasing at first then in went one finger, probing slowly at first but then picking up in speed.

This was great, my sister was masturbating on my bed, it was only natural for my dick to spring into life but I left it alone, bewildered by the vision in front of me.

Tori was gasping for breath but she had perfect control and she withdrew her finger and licked it. She reached for my hand and said, "Have a taste", pulling my hand to her pussy. She was incredibly wet and her hips were lurching towards my hand, craving for satisfaction, so, I put in my finger, thrusting in and out and she moaned "Don’t stop, please don’t stop!" But I pulled out and licked her pussy juice off my finger.

Her left hand returned to her pussy but this time she inserted two fingers and then three, working furiously as she approached orgasm. Then her body shook and her hips bucked, rising six inches off the bed as her orgasm hit. Her juices ran in torrents from her pussy, the smell was gorgeous.

She removed her hand, I leant down and licked around her pussy and she bucked again spurting more fluid into my mouth. Awesome.

She sat up, kissed me good night, put on her night dress and left.

Needless to say, when she’d gone I wanked with great enthusiasm, coming in less than five minutes. That night, I’d seen a girl masturbate for the first time and wanked twice. I was so drained, I slept naked for the first time (as I have done to this day).

August 2002

Our summer holidays started and being true sun worshipers Tori and me would spend most of the day lounging around in the garden in our underwear soaking up the rays, while our parents were at work.

There was a trellis fence between our garden and next door, so we’d got a good view of our new neighbours. I’d only exchanged courteous glances and polite conversation with the goddess, Julie but my sister and her had become good friends.

On yet another glorious day, around dinner time, me and Tori were outside sunning ourselves on the sun beds, when the back door opened next door. I glanced through the fence to see Julie come out, dressed in a bikini that did everything for her that a randy fifteen year old boy would want to see. My dick immediately sprang to life and as she approached her sun bed, just the other side of the fence, another inch was added to its length.

She came to the fence, lent seductively on it, dipping her sun glasses and said, "Are you pleased to see me or is that a tent pole in your jockeys!" What could I say, except, "It’s just my way of showing appreciation".

"Why don’t you come round and join us, we’ve got another bed in the shed", Said Tori.

"OK, I’ll be round in a minute!"

"You sod Tori, you can see what she does to me!"

She just smiled and winked in a mischievous way.

A couple of minutes later Julie arrived. I was trying to think of anything but her and lay with my eyes closed but I couldn’t resist opening an eye and having a peek. She was sat up, chest of knees, with bent legs and hands massaging her feet.

I’m a foot person, nothing turns me on more than female feet and Julie had the sexiest feet. My erection was just enormous and a patch of pre cum was developing and increasing in size.

Tori said, "Look at that Julie, he’s got a great penis!"

I couldn’t believe she’d said that and just cringed but worse was to come as Tori reached over, grabbed the waste band of my jockey’s and pulled them down, releasing my dick. It sprang free, shining with pre cum and twitching feverishly.

Oh god, no!. My balls and stomach had that familiar feeling, I was going to come. Tori smiled as I let go five squirts, thrusting my hips forward as the cream shot out over my chest. Once I relaxed, balls spent, Tori let my jockeys go, looked at the pools of sperm, dipped her finger into one scooping up a blob and eat it.

"Have a taste Julie!"

She scooped up another blob and offered it to Julie. Looking straight at me, she licked Tori’s finger. Smacking her lips, she said, "Sooner or later, I’ll suck you dry!"

Just the sight of those sexy feet had made me come, I wasn’t that ashamed.

March 2003

Julie was in my year at school and we were in the same class for Geography. Going into the last half of the year, we’d been paired together to do a project, so, twice a week she came over too my house after school. We’d go upstairs to study in my room. We’d sit down on the sofa and she’d flip off her shoes and socks and pull her feet and place them next to me.

I couldn’t help it, every time I’d get a ‘stiffy’. After two of three weeks of this Julie looked at me and asked, "Why do you keep getting a hard-on. I don’t mind but I want to know why?"

"I just love female feet and yours are the sexiest I’ve ever seen".

"Well, the next time you get one when I’m around, I’ll change your life. How often do you masturbate?"

Surprised at little by her directness, I replied, "At least once, sometimes twice a day since you moved in!"

The next day at school, we’d both got a study period and sat together in the library. Half way through the period she looked at me and winked.

The Library was a fairly big room, books lining the walls from top to bottom and there were six or seven long tables in the middle of the room, on which we would normally study. On this particular afternoon there were twelve people in the room, one teacher sitting at the one end (Miss Davies, in her mid twenties, with a reputation of being a students friend and good looking. Lads had wanked in her lessons, such was her beauty), three lads, two facing us and one looking away and six girls all facing in our direction. Julie and me had our backs to Miss Davies.

Julie dropped her pen, bent down, undid her shoe and took off her sock. She sat up and dropped it on my lap. I looked down to see a sexy foot, with toes wiggling. My penis began to stiffen and rage out of control.

Then she dropped the pen again. This time, Julie undid, first my right shoe and then my left and then removed them both, followed by my socks. Sitting up, smiling, she then moved her bare foot and started to stroke my right foot.

I was totally gone, I’d got a stiffy that wasn’t going anywhere.

She tutted and said, "You asked for this!"

Her left hand reached for my belt and undid it, followed by the clasp on my trousers and she ripped down the zip. Then her hand went under my shirt and grabbed the band of my jockeys and yanked them, to free my dick. She engulfed my erection with her fingers and started to move slowly up and down. She wasn’t going to rush.

I looked around in terror but it was too late, Julie had caught the attention of most of the female onlookers and some of the male students. Moving at an agonisingly slow pace, she continued to stroke.

"Your shirt’s blocking their view of your dick, unbutton it and pull it open and undue your tie".

I was terrified but at the same time, turned on beyond my wildest dreams and did as I was told.

"Raise your arse and lower your trousers and pants a bit. Go on, Miss Davies can’t see, your blazer’s covering her view". I’d hung it over the back of my chair earlier.

I did as she asked but pulling them virtually to my knees and with shirt unbuttoned and pulled open, all voyeurs must have had a great view of my throbbing member being plied expertly by Julie’s hand, slowly moving up and down, with my dick as hard and big as it had ever been.

Looking left, Jackie H’s hand was massaging her left breast through an unbuttoned blouse and raised bra. Allison H, had undone the front of her dress and had her hand down her pants and was struggling to her contain her pleasure. As for the lads, Chris B had his dick out in the open, wanking and Nigel P had a hand down his trousers moving it furiously. There were moans and groans coming from every direction, even Miss Davies was breathing heavier than normal.

Julie was getting pre cum to flow with ease and in one long stroke from base to throbbing tip, yet more streamed out. She got two fingers and circling my helmet lubricated them with my pre cum.

Letting go of my penis, looking down it quivered uncontrollably and her fingers moved to my nipple, massaging it making it tender and hard.

She said, "Undue my skirt". I did so, with enthusiasm and with her other hand she pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor. Her pants were sodden, she was obviously as turned on as I was and she pushed her hand inside, probing her waiting pussy. There was no sign of pubic hair.

Her bare right foot grabbed hold of my trousers, pulling them right down along with my jockeys. "Step out of them and kick you feet loose", she demanded.

What was the point of refusing, Debbie C had her dress completely open and her pants were on the floor and her hips were driving back and forth searching for greater stimulation from her hand. I must say, she had the hairiest pussy that I’ve ever seen (other than my mom, hers was the second snatch I’d seen). Chris B was shooting cum everywhere and moaning with pleasure. Everywhere you looked there were red faces, deep breathing and probing hands.

Julie moved both hands to my stomach, one dripping wet from pussy juices and moved them upwards to my shoulders, under my shirt, pushing it off and down my back. It slipped down my arms and over my hands. I was completely nude, there fore everyone to see and loving every second.

My balls began to tingle and stomach tighten. I was going to cum at any second.

Julie leaned over and kissed me, while returning her hand to stroke my dick. Her tongue entered my mouth and she sucked the life from my body. Then, the pain, oh god, the pain, I was coming. As it surged, I bit her lip and yelped and then again and again, continuously for two or three minutes. What an orgasm.

I relaxed as the pain eased and Julie withdrew from the kiss. I looked down to see sperm all over my legs, on my clothes and over my balls.

Julie said, "Do want us to be a couple now?"

"Do I ever!"

Looking at her, her nipples were obviously rock hard and pants wet and clinging to her pussy, leaving little to the imagination.

What the hell. I bent down to pick up underwear and trousers and put them on the table. I stood up and turned around, dick limp and shiny from seaman residue. As I pulled on my jockey’s, Miss Davies walked up to me and said, "Great show, judging from the smell in here everybody’s cum, including me. Thank you".

This was the first time I’d been given a hand job, had a French kiss and been naked in public. Fucking awesome.

The following night - Friday

As was standard practice on a Friday night, mom and dad had gone out with Julie’s parents and Tori had gone out on a date with her new boyfriend. At eight o’clock the front door rang. It was Julie, wearing a black skirt, white tee shirt and bare feet. Before she’d come through the door, my dick was rigid. Those feet did it to me, again.

"Let’s go into the lounge".

As we entered, she shut the door behind us.

It was the first time we’d seen each other since our exhibitionist display in the school library.

"No matter how horny we get and we will get horny, I don’t want to have full blown sex for a while. Preferably, I want to be eighteen before I get into a fucking relationship".

"That’s okay by me!"

Then she took off her tee shirt, then dropped her skirt to the floor and walked towards me and kissed me. Tongues dancing as one, knees buckling as the passion intensified and we eased our bodies to the floor.

She pulled away her lips and said, "Off with your shirt, trousers and socks but leave on your pants"

I was a bit confused and hesitated. There she was, in her underwear, telling me to strip to mine and kissing me like there was no tomorrow.

"We can cum all we like but you’re just not sticking your dick in my cunt, I’m still a virgin and want to stay that way".

I took off my clothes as instructed but looking at the size of my dick, my jockeys were a bit pointless.

"Yesterday, when I looked at your soaking pants, it looked as though you’d go no pubes"

"True, I haven’t, ever since I’ve shaved my legs and arms, it seemed quite natural to shave them off. It’s great when I have an orgasm. My juices run down my legs and depending on how I play with myself, the juices run into my arsehole. Either way, it makes me cum even more".

We joined together again in a passionate kiss and ended up lying on the floor. She pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. It’s a good job we had on underpants because my dick would have impaled itself into her pussy but there was a wetness, evident from both of us. Her nipples were hardening, pressing through the fabric of her bra to my naked chest.

She sat up and reached for the clasp of her bra, undoing it and letting fall down her arms and onto the floor. I’d seen my mothers tits before but the sight of these teenage breasts, perfectly formed, no need for support with their shape holding without the bra. Her nipples were about half an inch wide and sticking out by about the same distance, obviously rock hard.

She leaned forward and offered her right nipple to my mouth. I pulled her forward and licked the fleshy part of her breast. Soft, smooth and a sensuous odour. Then I eased to her nipple. As I licked, she moaned, I bit, tenderly at first, slowly increasing pressure and her legs tightened around my middle, crotch pressing into in penis and a louder moan came from Julie.

I let go and as she sat up I felt both tits with my hands. Leaning down she bit my nipple and I reacted in a similar fashion to her.

Getting off me, you could see our underwear was soaked, with pre cum and pussy juice. She offered me her toe to suck on. I kissed her toe, the base of her foot, her heel, her ankle and then her calf. Moving slowly up her leg, I passed her knee and progressed to her inner thigh. She was moaning and her hand was down her pants, masturbating. My face was within inches of heaven, smelling her odour of sex and watching her hand pound her hole.

I couldn’t take it any more, my balls were tight, dick unbearably uncomfortable as it pressed against the fabric of my jocks and stomach getting that familiar feeling. I sat up, moving back a yard, I took off my pants. I needed to wank, I was going to wank.

Julie looked and followed my lead, stripping off her soaked pants, to reveal a glistening and clean shaven pussy. Wow, how could I resist fucking that.

I was pulling at my hard-on with a good deal of vigour, watching her finger herself. It was an unbelievable turn on. So, it was little wonder that I was squirting cum all over the place, in less than a couple of minutes.

Again, my orgasm was intense, lasting for minutes and as the final drips of seaman dribbled onto my balls, Julie was preparing to cum. Her hand was a blur, pumping furiously, knees rising naturally towards her chest and parting wider and then with a scream, she started to orgasm. She was a gusher, it was as though a tap had been turned on.

Catching her cum in her hands, she began to smear it over her tits. Time and again her hands returned to her pussy, there was no let up in the flow of her orgasm. I thought my two and a half minutes of ecstasy was an achievement but her pleasure surpassed that by miles.

She began to relax, hips slowing down bucking and her orgasmic moans started to subside. Her whole torso was glistening with her cum. "Come here and lick me clean".

Starting about and inch above her pussy lips I began to lick. Working across and up her body. God she was beautiful.

I don’t think my penis had softened, since I’d cum but it was rock hard now. I paid particular attention to her belly button, probing right down into its salty crevice. As I moved upwards, towards her tits, she reach down and grabbed my balls, slowly squeezing and massaging and then her hand started on my dick. Her nipples were still hard and obviously tender, as I licked and nibbled.

The surge of passion raged through my balls into my penis, it wasn’t going to be long before I came again. I reached with my right hand for her pussy and inserted a finger, moving in and out. It was difficult to concentrate on satisfying her with my balls aching so much, licking her body and finger fucking her but her hip with their natural movement helped.

One minute later I started to cum, shooting over her thigh but I was determined to bring her to climax before I finished and increased my rhythm. I felt her clit begin to tighten around, my now, two inserted fingers and she started to yelp and began to cum.

I was on my last legs, my balls were virtually empty but we were coming together. Again her cunt gushed its orgasm out onto the floor and two minutes later we both collapsed onto the floor.

Since eight o’clock we’d been together, it was now ten. Oh shit, our parents would be back in half an hour and the carpet was covered in cum and the smell of orgasm hung in the air but we worked hard to clean up the room and given that the four parents said nothing, we must have done a good job.

I’d seen my first shaved pussy, felt a pair of real tits, kissed the sexiest feet and legs on the planet and finger fucked for the first time.

December 2003,

Tori had just turned fourteen and had been going out with Dave for over six months. She was developing into a good looking girl and had a fuckable body, I’d give her eight tout of ten, given that Julie was a nine (ten when she was naked).

The Friday before Christmas, the parents were out and Julie had just come round and we were warming to our weekly night of passion. I’d just got my shirt off and had one of Julie’s breasts in my mouth, bra and top had long since gone, when there was a key in the front door.

Hastily we scrambled for clothing and had just established some form of decency, when in walked Tori crying.

"What’s up Tor?" Asked Julie.

"That bastards dumped me"

"Why?"

"He just said things weren’t working".

I’d said nothing but Julie was an inquisitive sort and continued to probe. "How far did you get with him?"

"He never tried anything. Yes. We kissed but he never tried to grope my tits or grab my pussy or arse. He never even got a hard-on. It can’t be me, I’ve seen lads go hard when I’ve walked by or bent down by them. Fucking bent bastard. I’m sorry, I’ve recked your night".

"No you haven’t. You can help out and join in if you like. We’ll take your mind of Dave".

"Okay, yes, it should be interesting, if the rumours about the day in the library are true".

"Go and get a chair and the humping blanket, Rob and some ties".

After our first night we always put something on the floor before we came everywhere.

I put the blanket on the floor and put the chair on the edge of it.

"Sit on it, Tor".

"Tie her legs to the chair".

As I did that Julie tied her hands to the upper part of the chair. Tori was obviously excited. Julie leaned towards her and started to kiss her on the lips, both girls tentative at first and then mouths opened and tongues joined. I wasn’t sure how I felt by the sight of the two girls kissing, especially with such passion. Were they lesbians or what. I mean, one was my girl friend who obviously gets turned on by me and the other was my sister. What the hell, my dick was rock hard, again, so I must have liked it.

"Undue her blouse, Rob"

I did as I was told and her bra was a front loader, so, I undid that as well. Once her blouse was fully undone, I ran my hands up her body, under her bra cups, to her shoulders, uncovering her upper body. Her breasts were incredible, for a fourteen year old, bigger than Julie’s, superb round shape and huge nipples, already hard and once I ran my hands over them her body pushed upwards to press them harder into my hands.

Julie released her right hand, pulling her clothing free and then tying her back to the chair and then repeating the process on her left hand.

I had undone her shoes and pulled them off, she was wearing tights. Julie had undone her skirt and order Tori to raise herself up, so we could pull it down. Over her hips it came, easing smoothly over her knees, falling to where her ankles were tied to the chair.

Sitting behind her, Julie pushed her hands inside Tori’s tights and pants, pushing them over her hips and I took over pulling them down, revealing her hairy pussy to me. We undid one leg at a time, removing her clothing, tying her back up. She was naked in front of us.

Julie started to kiss me, while running her hands under my shirt, raising it higher bit by bit. Our lips parted, just long enough for Julie to pull it over my head and our tongues joined in an embrace once more.

My hands were inside Julie’s skirt, squeezing her buttocks and after a bit of a manoeuvring the skirt dropped over her hips, revealing her white lacy pants. I slipped my hand down the front of them, inserting my middle finger into her moist hole and began to probe up and down.

Our lips parted and I said, "Take your clothes off".

"And you", she said.

Within seconds the three of us were totally nude and Tori’s eyes were wide open, nipples bigger than before and her pubes darkened by her pre cum. She was craving satisfaction, hips lurching forward, legs wide apart opening her clit, searching in hope for something to make her cum.

Julie said to me, "Kneel up and run your knob around her pussy lips".

Tori was so warm and wet, the temptation was there, just to stick my dick right in and go for it, as she tried to manoeuvre her lips over my helmet and draw it in but I was in control.

"Kiss her Rob and rub her tits".

In went my tongue and we kissed. It was strange kissing my sister in this way but the longer our mouths were together, the greater our passions grew. Meanwhile Julie was finger fucking Tori, who was undoubtedly close to orgasm, her body writhing in ecstasy.

Julie said, "Come here" and she put my head just below Tori’s pussy. I was just in time because Tori started to squeal and cum. Her juices flowed, running out of her body and into my mouth. With surge after surge,. she came and I swallowed. A salt taste but it was sheer nectar to my taste buds.

I was close to orgasm myself and I told the girls that I needed to cum. Julie untied Tori’s feet and Tori pleaded, "Cum on my feet".

I knelt up and Tori put her feet on my thighs, toes by my balls. Julie started to stroke my penis and in less than thirty seconds I was coming over her feet, spurt after spurt, her feet became covered, turning white with my cream. When I was spent Julie started to lick my cum off Tori’s feet. This was almost paradise.

Julie then untied Tori and told her to lie face down on the floor. Once down Julie sat on Tori’s buttocks with her pussy over her arsehole and started to masturbate. I took over, I knew how to bring her to climax and I began to pound my fingers deep into her hole.

It wasn’t long before Julie’s back began to arch and pussy tighten around my fingers but she still forced open Tori’s arse and she started to cum. As ever, she gushed her cum out, crying and moaning with pleasure and soon her juices overflowed from Tori’s butt. She was also coming again, then sensation of cum up her arse was too much for her to bear.

Julie got up and dipped her right tit into Tori’s arse and then started to massage Tori’s back with her tits.

Suddenly, I heard a car pull up. It was ten forty five, our parents were home.

"Fucking hell, grab the clothes and blanket and get upstairs!"

We just made it into the bedroom, as the front door opened.

This was my first experience of kissing my sister and drinking all of a female orgasm and to nearly get caught was exciting. What would have happened if we hadn’t have been disturbed?

July 2004.

The summer was here again and what was now standard practice when the sun shone, began. Tori and me would put a blanket down on the lawn, Julie would come round and the three of us would sunbathe. Me and Tori in our underwear and Julie in her bikini and I’d usually, had a hard-on all day.

The Monday of our second week, was no different, sun shining and the three of us lying there chatting. Julie said, "This is crazy, we lie here every day getting more and more tanned but our clothing leaves those awful white lines. From now on I’m going to tan nude and you two should as well. It’s not as though we haven’t seen each other naked. Fuck the neighbours, they can’t see over the fence, anyway".

So, we all took our clothes off and lay back down. My stiffy was a bit obvious but who cares, the girls had seen it often enough, not to worry.

After about ten minutes, Tori began to feel her nipples, slowly circling them both causing them to visibly harden and as they did, she started to moan. I was very hot and my dick was twitching, needing attention, so, I reached down and began to stroke nice and slow.

"Well if you two are going to play with yourselves, I might as well wank myself". And Julie immediately plunged her fingers into her shaved pussy, starting to masturbate.

Tori had one hand in her pussy, the other on her nipple and was starting to drive her hips upwards, searching for her willing hand. Her breathing was very erratic, pubic hair already damp and she as moaning. She was ready to cum.

My hand had sped up to a blur, the heat from the sun intensifying my feelings of lust. With balls tightening and pain welling in the pit of my stomach, I was going to cum. "I’m coming girls!" And with that prophecy, my first spurt of cum shot from my dick, landing on Julie’s chest. She looked at me, scooping it onto her fingers and inserting them back into her pussy. That’s the first time I’d got sperm up there.

As my orgasm started to subside, Tori began to cum. She’d obviously been practising because the flow of her cum was a lot faster than Christmas, with her body pulsing in uncontrollable spasm and she didn’t care who heard either. God, was she screaming but what a sight.

Julie was picking up speed and as if not wanting to miss out, started to cum. I wanted it in my mouth, so, bent over, forcing her legs wider and putting my mouth to her pussy, drinking in her orgasm as she came. It’s a good job I was thirsty.

We would masturbate at least three times every day, as we lay there naked in the garden, turned on by each others presence. It was fantastic. Wanking in the open air for the first time.

Next Week

The sun was out and at eleven thirty in the morning, Tori and me were already in the garden, lying there naked, soaking up the rays, when in walked Julie, already nude, discarding her bikini while coming through to the garden. She stood there, with a bag in her hand and said, "The one thing I can’t stand about you two is your body hair, I think it should be shaved off. I’ve got the razors, Tor, get a bowl of water and some soap. This is going to be fun!"

A few minutes later, Tori brought out a bowl of water and some liquid soap.

"We’ll do Tori first because she only needs her pussy doing. On the floor you get Tor!"

Lying down, Julie squeezed some soap into the middle of her pubes and she told me to rub and get up a lather. As I rubbed, Tori squirmed a little, enjoying the moment and she opened her legs, to allow me to do a proper job. I couldn’t resist inserting a finger and probing a while. She moaned with pleasure.

Julie opened the packet and picked her razor and started to shave my sister. Working the outside of he pubic triangle, she moved the razor from the bottom up, swilling off the blade at the end of every stroke. More flesh became visible, still white, the sun unable to penetrate the dark covering of hair. Leaving the middle till last, Julie shaved Tori’s crotch with great expertise.

Unsurprisingly, I’d got a raging hard-on and I started to masturbate. I decided that I’d got to cum before the girls started on me. Working furiously, it wasn’t long before I was lost in the moment.

There was just the middle section remaining, around the pussy lips. Julie inserted a finger and carefully shaved them clean. Julie put down the razor, job done and she reached into the bowl to grab the cloth, to wipe Tori clean.

Wiping with care, the sight of the freshly shaved pussy sent me over the edge and I shot my cum over Tori’s stomach and Julie scooped it up and started to finger it into Tori’s snatch.

"I find that it’s better if you masturbate right away and rub your cum over the shaved area but just lie there, I’ll do it for you".

I leant over and started to kiss my sister, probing tongues and hands feeling her breasts, feeling the nipples become harder with every movement. Then with a sudden jolt she started to cum and Julie did rub the juices into the freshly shaved pussy, making Tori come even harder, with the orgasm lasting five minutes and producing gallons of cum.

"Your turn Rob, we’ll do the back of your legs first, lie down on your front!"

Julie squirted soap down either leg, telling me to spread them a bit and one girl lathered one leg and he other did the other one. They shared the shaving duty, one doing either leg. Starting at my ankles working upwards, towards my arse.

"Julie, we could do the underside of is balls, while he’s like this".

"Okay, leave it to me. Spread ‘em Rob".

As the razor shaved, the surge of excitement was amazing, I was sure I’d cum again but I was ordered to turn over.

The girls started on my front by doing my top half, removing the hairs from under my arms and then, although my chest hadn’t any noticeable hair, that too was given the treatment.

Then my legs were soaped up and once again, the task was started on my feet, working up towards my crotch. Getting there, I was ordered to spread my legs and Tori grabbed my penis, while Julie shaved balls and crotch clean.

I looked down, my body looked awesome, my dick looked massive and was twitching craving stimulation.

Julie said, "I’ve been waiting months to do this".

Both girls sunk down to my groin and they both licked the entire length of my dick, again and again.

"It’s all your Jules", said Tori.

"Thanks Tor!"

Julie started to kiss the end and then opened her mouth, taking in the helmet. Then she took in more and more, going right down, sucking back up the length, then going down again.

"I’m going to cum". But still she sucked, even when I exploded down her throat, spurt after spurt.

What a day, I’d been completely shaved (which I still do) and had my first blow job.

August 2004

The summer was great, the best ever but was drawing to an end. We’d had dinner and the three of us were in the garden again. I was very tired after a morning of wanking with the girls and fell asleep.

Half an hour later I woke up, with my arms and legs tied up. The girls were entwined in a sixty nine position, tonguing each other an just about starting to cum on each other. I wasn’t too bothered, Julie just loved to cum and I knew I was the one she wanted.

I tried to pull free, if only to wank but the bindings were too tight.

They both came on each others faces and when they were finished Julie said, "Did you like what you saw?"

"Blindfold him Tor".

I felt my feet been kissed and at the same time, so was my chest, with the kisses working towards my groin and extremely hard dick. Then the kissing stopped and I could feel the soft lips of a pussy touching my helmet. The lips parted and eased over my dick, slowly moving down an inch at a time.

Who was it?

Then I felt legs either side of my head and I could smell pussy, getting closer and then lips met lips. I forced my tongue through the lips, finding the clit, circling it slowly.

The whole of my dick was up somebody’s pussy and was been squeezed as its orgasm was quite close.

The pussy over my mouth then exploded. It tasted like Tori but I couldn’t be sure and then my dick and the pussy over it (God, I hope my first time was Julie) exploded together, bodies writhing, girls screaming with pleasure and then after five minutes, orgasms ended, bodies relaxed.

Both bodies got off and kisses started again and within minutes my dick was stiff again.

"We’re going to swap positions now Rob. You’ll never know who was your first lay or second!"

The sensation on my penis started again but this time as it engulfed my helmet, the hole felt a lot tighter and the pussy on my face had a stronger odour and a far bigger and harder clit. The taste of sperm and female cum was an interesting combination but to try and concentrate on tonguing this pussy, while I was being fucked for the second time in half an hour was a real test.

Again, the girl on my face came first, the flow of cum was immense and then with a huge surge of pain I came and started to thrust up. With my balls virtually spent, the pussy on it contracted and then came with a vengeance and finished with cum trickling down my balls.

We all collapsed on the floor, my blindfold was removed and I was untied.

I looked at Julie and said, "I thought you didn’t want to fuck until you were eighteen!"

"Fuck that, I couldn’t wait, your dick has looked great, ever since I wanked you at school, I’ve been desperate to get it inside me. I don’t know how I’ve lasted this long but Tori wanted to fuck you as well, so, you’ve had a good day. Two virgins together"

Since I was thirteen and got my first hard-on, everything's led to this day.

Boy Friend and Girlfriend

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We went in to the house and sat with our friends. We were all watching tv in the lounge, and we were lying together on the couch, she was lying behind me, and she placed her hand right on my cock. She could feel it through my pants already starting to become erect! She breated deeply in to my ear, and asked me if i wanted to go upstairs. Of course i acepted. We were only 16 at the time, and we went in to my friends bedroom. She lay down on the bed, and i went to the bathroom to sort myself out. When i returned she was there on the bed naked as anything fingering herself. She was running circles around her clit, and then going deep inside moaning with pleasure. She asked me to come closer, when i got closer she pulled my pants down revealing my 7 1/2" dick. She instantly locked her lip
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s on it, it was the best blowjob i had ever had. Her tongue massaged my shaft and cam up and played with the head! Her siliva was running down my dick, and it was turning me on. I could see her pussy dripping wet. When i was close to cuming i asked her to stop. I went down on to the bed and put her legs over my shoulders, putting my tongue inside her virgin pussy. It was tight as hell. We were both virgins and this was going to be one hell of an experiance.

She started to orgasm and she grabbed my head pulling it in to her pussy as she squirted her juices all over my face. I brought my head up and she smiled at me. She told me she wanted to fuck soo much. I told her we didn't have any condoms. She said she was on the pill and since we are both virgins we wont get an STI. I said ok and my hard dick got even harder. I wanked it a little to eaze some pre-cum out to help with her tight virign pussy entrance.  She moaned at me to hurry up! 

I placed my dick at the entrance to her cock, rubbing her clit covering it with my cum she moaned with the feeling. I placed my dick at her pussy lips, and started pushing it in. I pushed it in a little deeper and then brought it out and kept doing this until i was all the way in. She moaned with pleasure and her juices were leaking all over the bed, it wasn't even mine! 

She grabbed my bum pulling me closer to her, as i went deeper yet again with my dick, and fucked her hard. She was now screaming with pleasure, luckily they had the tv on loud downstairs. we were in the missionary position and the feeling of our bodies together was soo good i could not believe it. And her tits were rubbing against my chest everytime i went in and out this added to her pleasure. She orgasmed several times nearly sending me over the edge but i managed to hold in.

I pulled out of her pussy, and she said she wanted my cum all over me. I placed my dick inbetween her two tits, and my pre-cum soaked them making them very well lubed up! I fucked her tits and then, a sudden rush of cum, i was having my best orgasm ever! 

I came all over her with at least 7 squirts of high powered come. Of course now i was spent. But she pulled me down making my lay on top of her, the feeling of her cum soaked tits on my body and the feeling of my stomach on hers made her orgasm yet again! I stood up my stomach and chest was drenched in cum!

I told her i was going for a quick shower. Oh my god i have always wnated to do it in the shower.Half an hour later i was ready yet again. i was drying myself off from the shower when she walked in (the door didn't have a lock). She stripped off again bringing my dick to a hard state! She told me to get back in to the shower, and with that i dropped my towels revealing my dick, and got back in to the shower. She massaged body gell all over us both. I was nearly coming with her hands simply roaming around my body. I told her that i loved her and that i wanted to fuck her right now. She said i am feeling the same. With that i lifted he up in my arms, and placed my dick inline with her pussy, i lowered her down and she screamed with pleasure, i told her to keep the noise down because the music from the tele was quieter now!

She grabbed my neck and pulled herself up fucking me hard. I went so deep inside her i thought i was going to come straight away. She gripped tight with her pussy, making me shout with pleasure, oh fuck me oh fuck me now hard faster oh my god yes i shouted. Then i shouted oh my god i am going to cum. She kept going, she said i am on the pill remember dont worry. I came so hard inside of her and our juices dripped down on to my feet but soon got washed away from the shower water.

We got out and cleaned up and went back downstairs and watched tv with the biggest smiles on our faces!

Bondage Baby

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There she was. Her bound form was the first thing I saw when I walked in to the room.

She was, in fact, the most prominent thing in the room. Her, a table covered with various sex toys and implements and, of course, the large X-cross that she was bound to.

She looked young. That didn’t stop my cock from stirring in my jeans.

“Oh, my God!” she said, as soon as she saw me. “Please don’t hurt me!”

I smiled.

“Don’t worry, baby,” I said. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

I watched as her body visibly relaxed, lulled into a sense of security at my friendly outward appearance.

“Too much,” I added.

She arched her body against the le
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ather thongs holding her to the cross as I approached.

“No, please,” she moaned. “Please, just let me go! I won’t tell anyone. I promise.”

Max had grabbed her off the street as soon as the school bus she’d been riding had pulled out of site. When he told me he used the old “lost puppy” approach, I just couldn’t believe it. Aren’t parents warning their little darlins’ about that one any more?

“Please, you can’t do this!” she cried. “I’m only 13! I’ve never . . .”

She stopped talking as I slapped her. Not too hard, just hard enough to let her know I was tired of her whining.

“Don’t you DARE try to tell me what I can and can’t do, you little bitch!” I said, in a quiet but menacing voice that immediately captured her attention.

I strike an imposing figure, I know. At 6-foot-6 and 260 pounds of solid muscle, there aren’t a lot of people out there who want to fuck around with me. The little girl bound to the cross in front of me was maybe 5-feet tall and weighed in less than 100 pounds.

Her delicate thighs were spread wide by the bottom of the X she was attached to, her feet resting on small boards placed there to support her weight. Like her ankles, her thin wrists were wrapped tightly in long leather strips, secured to the top of the X. There was a 2-inch wide belt strapped around her middle, holding her back tightly against the wooden beam. The leather thongs were tight, but not so tight as to permanently cut off circulation to her extremities.

Her tiny breasts couldn’t have been more than a 34A and were pulled upwards by the pressure from her arms held above her head. A small, light brown, erect nipple, hardened not from arousal but by a combination of fear and the cool temperature of the room, capped each tit. Each nipple was surrounded by a lighter brown areola that puffed outward about half and inch from the tight flesh of her chest.

And her pussy. Ah, her pussy. Her delicate slit was almost hairless, covered in just a tiny patch of very fine down that spoke of her extreme youth. Her skin, smooth and unblemished, was almost perfect.

I stepped closer until I was standing just between her spread thighs. She looked up at me, fear darkening her eyes as my gaze ran up and down her body. A single tear dripped from the corner of her right eye and ran down her cheek. I caught it on my finger and licked it clean.

“I like that you’re scared as hell of me,” I told her. “You should be.”

I placed my hands on her wrists, feeling the soft leather and the soft flesh beneath my palms. I also felt her trembling. I slowly traced just my fingertips down the length of her arms to her smooth armpits. She squirmed against her bonds as I gently caressed her flesh.

“Tickles,” she mumbled.

I smiled inwardly while I kept the menacing look on my face. She couldn’t take her eyes off of mine as I traced my fingertips around to her tits.

I ran my hands all over her body, probing and teasing her nipples, her armpits, her fingers and her ass. I stimulated her continuously for several minutes until I had her writhing under my hands before returning to tease still rock-hard nipples.

She fought against her bondage, trying to keep her young breasts away from my probing fingers. I grasped a nipple between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and pinched, again, not too hard. Just hard enough. She moaned as her eyes closed and her body betrayed her at the erotic stimulation of her sensitive nerves.

“Don’t make this feel good,” she cried.

I laughed out loud at the ridiculous nature of her request. I continued to caress her nipples. I teased her tits until the areolas were as hard and crinkled as the nipples they surrounded as she arched her back, subconsciously pressing her tits into my hands.

I released her breasts when I thought her nipples were about has hard as they were going to get. I walked over to the toy-laden table beside her and selected a pair of nipple clamps connected with a heavy chain. The clamps were smooth. They’d compress her nipples without causing permanent damage and the chain would exert a downward pressure, adding to the painful sensations.

I walked back to my young plaything, the clamps dangling from the chain hanging over my index finger. She obviously didn’t know what was I was carrying or what was about to happen.

“What’s that?” she asked

I slapped her again.

“No questions,” I said. “You’re not here to ask questions. You’re here to do what you’re told, when you’re told to do it. Understand?”

She nodded. I stepped back between her thighs. I grabbed her right nipple and pulled it slightly away from her body. She squirmed again at the sensation.

I attached the clamp to the delicate nubbin. She screamed as the clamp bit in to her flesh and again as I tightened the jaws. She jerked as I just dropped the heavy chain and the clamp pulled at her trapped nipple.

I stepped back to admire my work.

“No,” I said. “That’s not right.”

I stepped in again and released the clamp. I captured her nipple between my fingers again, pulled harder and attached it again. This time, it trapped more of her puffy areola, which elicited and even louder scream from the youngster as I secured it in place.

“God, that hurts!” she cried. “Please, take it off!”

Instead, I dropped the chain. Her head snapped back against nothing, as her nipple was once again pulled downward.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!” she moaned. “Please, stop hurting me! What did I ever do to you?”

Instead of answering, I took her other nipple between my fingers, attached the other end of the clamp and tightened it down. I left her, writhing and struggling against her bonds, and walked back over to the table.

I returned a moment later with a lead weight, which I attached to the chain. I let the weight fall and watched as the clamps exerted even more pressure on her tortured nipples.

I continued manipulating her body. I stroked at her trapped nipples. I swung the weight so it alternately put pressure on one nipple, than the other. I teased her clit and tits with feathers and soft brushes, driving her wild. She constantly fought against everything I did to her, begging me to stop touching her and let her go.

I considered gagging her to stop her incessant whining. As I stepped back over to the table, I paused to take another look at my handiwork. What I saw surprised me, to say the least.

As I took in the sight of her young body, I realized the lips of her almost-bald cunt were parted slightly and their was just a hint of a glimmer of moisture collected there. Was this actually turning her on? Was her body betraying her more than I’d initially thought?

I stepped back between her thighs and ran my fingers through the folds of her immature pussy. She moaned again.

Yes, it was definitely wet. I wondered at first if maybe she’d pissed herself. But there wasn’t the telltale puddle on the floor that would otherwise indicate her bladder had let loose from the painful stimulation of her nipples.

I removed my hand from her pussy and she actually groaned at the loss of stimulation! I smelled my fingers and it was definitely pussy that I smelled.

Damn, I thought. This WAS turning her on. Despite her vehement protests to the contrary, my little bondage baby was liking it!

It was time to step it up to the next level. It was time to take my pleasure of her young body.

The X-cross she was secured to had a couple of interesting features. One, it was mounted on an axle that permitted it to be swung through 360 degrees, from the vertical, through the horizontal and back again. The subject on the cross could be placed upright, face down or upside down.

The second feature was one I particularly enjoyed, given my height. The uprights that supported the axle were hydraulic, which meant the entire assembly could be raised and lowered to place the subject at any desired level.

The first thing I did was take an anal plug from the table. It was about 4-inches in length, started out with an almost sharp rubber point. It widened out to about 1-inch at the widest point before it returned to a roughly 1/2-inch shaft just before the base to hold it in place. I didn’t let her see it as I approached. I released the catch that locked the cross in place and swung her quickly past the vertical until she was hanging at a slight head-down position.

She let out an “Ow!” as the weight suspended from the chain connecting her nipples hit her on the chin before it came to rest against her cheek, pulling her nipples roughly in the opposite direction. I thought momentarily about swinging her through a full revolution, just to watch her reaction as the weighted clamps further tortured her already abused nipples. Maybe later, I decided.

I started out, gently probing at the folds of her dampening pussy. Her body was definitely betraying her, reacting to the stimulation I gave it. She moaned deep in her throat as I manipulated her tiny clitoris, teasing the delicate bundle of nerves from its hood. She was also openly crying as she became aroused against her will.

“You’re loving this, aren’t you, you little slut!” I said. “You love being tied up and fondled. You know you’re just made to be the plaything of men. Aren’t you?”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no,” she moaned.

“What?” I replied, pinching her clit.

“Oh, God!” she cried. “Yes! I’m just a little slut!”

I nodded to myself. I had her. And it only took about half an hour.

I leaned in and ran my tongue the length of her dripping, preteen slit, from the bottom to the top. She tried to push her pussy tighter against my probing tongue. Her cries of protest had turned to moans of pleasure as I increased my lingual manipulation of her pussy and ass.

I brought her to the edge of orgasm three times, backing off at the last minute, leaving her writhing and moaning in her bonds. By the second time, she begged me to give her “her tickle,” as she called it.

It was time to test the boundaries of pleasure and pain. As I brought her to her peak for the fourth time, I placed the end of the anal plug against her ass. She obviously didn’t think anything of the pressure at her virgin anus and, as I let the stimulation finally carry her over the top and into orgasm, I pushed the 4-inch long probe into her ass.

She screamed as plug spread her virgin ass and ripped its way into her body. Well lubed by now with a mixture of spit and her natural juices, the probe was buried deep in her ass before she knew what was happening.

“Ow! Take it out!” she begged. “It hurts! OW! Please, take it out!!”

I slowly withdrew it from her tight little ass, only to plunge it in again. I slowly fucked her with the plug for a couple of minutes, ignoring her cries and pleas that I stop, until it was sliding in and out with relative ease. She’d also stopped crying quite so much as I buried the probe in her rectum and left it there.

I again released the catch on the axle and swung the X into the upright position. I began releasing her from her bonds.

“Are you going to let me go now?” she asked, sniffling.

I didn’t say a word. I continued untying the leather thongs holding her wrists and ankles in place. When I had her free, I allowed her a moment to massage the circulation back into her hands and feet. I gave her a drink of water.

“We’re just getting started,” I said. “Get back on the cross, facing inwards.”

She hesitated. I took hold of the chain hanging from her tits and gave it a slight tug. Still using the quiet voice that had worked so well to intimidate her up until now, I told her to get back on the cross or I was going to tear the nipples from her tits.

Her eyes got big and she trembled as she stepped into place on the footrests at the base of the cross. I proceeded to tie her wrists first, then secured her ankles back to the base. The position of the footrests left her feet turned outward in an awkward position that would soon become uncomfortable for her, I hoped.

Once I had her again secured in place, I picked up a riding crop and a small, multi-tailed whip from the table. I put the shaft of the crop between her teeth.

“Hold this,” I told her. “I’ll be using this on you next. You hesitated when I gave you an order. Next time, it will be worse.”

I raised my arm and brought the whip down across her tight little ass. She jumped and cried out as the leather straps wrapped themselves around her body.

“You drop that crop and I’m going to shove it so far up your ass you’ll be able to taste the leather,” I said. “Do you understand me?”

She started to reply, almost losing the crop in the process. She nodded instead.

I brought the whip back down across her ass. She jumped again, but hung on tight to the crop with her teeth. I lashed her ass, legs and back for 10 minutes. She writhed and cried out, tugging against her bonds, thrashing around as I scored her skin with the whip. But she kept a tight grip on the shaft of the riding crop. Without giving her a break, I took the crop from her mouth and swished it through the air in front of her face.

“Please don’t hit my butt any more,” she said. “It hurts so much.”

I thought for a second.

“All right,” I said.

I walked directly behind her and brought the rough tip of the crop up, fast and hard, between her legs, directly on her spread, virginal pussy. Her eyes and her mouth flew open, but no sound came out. She was too shocked to even scream as I flicked the crop repeatedly against her cunt and the base of the plug still buried in her ass.

It took about four or five strokes before she finally started to scream. She begged me to stop. But I didn’t listen. I flailed her pussy for five minutes until she literally collapsed against her bonds, her mind and body overwhelmed by the abuse.

With a last, solid blast to the base of the plug, I took pity on her nether regions and moved around to her front where I attacked her tiny tits. Her position on the cross left them exposed, pressed against the rough-hewn wood beams of the cross. The weight swayed as it dangled between her tits, the clamps tugging at her nipples.

She came alive again with the first strike against her tit flesh. She pulled against the thongs holding her wrists in place and tried to free her breasts from my assault. But it didn’t work. I just kept punishing her tits, alternating from side to side. I even managed to knock the clamp off her right nipple, which brought an interesting series of screams combined with moans as the jaws broke free.

I spent another five minutes on her tits. After I knocked the first clamp off, I concentrated on knocking the other one free, as well. I didn’t stop until I succeeded. Once the clamp came loose, I dropped the crop on the floor at her feet and decided it was time to take a break.

She collapsed against the bonds holding her in place. I released the catch on the axle once again, this time rotating her to the horizontal position, but with her hanging from the bottom, suspended by the wrists, ankles and the belt round her waist. That done, I walked over and grabbed a drink. I went and pulled the lone chair in the room in front of her and sat down, watching her as she hung, limp and beaten.

“Why?” she mumbled. “Why are you doing this to me?”

I chuckled.

“Because I can, you silly little slut,” I said. “And, face it, you’re loving it. Aren’t you?”

There was no answer.

I finished my drink at stood. It was time for her to face the rest of the music. I stepped in front of her face and pulled my shirt over my head. She struggled to raise her head and look up at me as I stood in front of her.

I dropped my shirt on the floor and she started shaking her head, weakly, as I kicked my shoes off and loosened my belt.

She started muttering, “No, no, no, no,” again as I opened my jeans and pushed them down my legs. I stepped out of them and stood in front of her, my rock-hard cock making a tent in the front of my boxers. I pushed the button that operated the hydraulics and raised the cross slowly until her body was at a level with my cock.

I couldn’t wait until she got her first look at the cock that was about to fuck the living shit out of her preteen body. As she looked at my crotch, I hooked my fingers in the waistband and pushed them down. He eyes got huge as she saw my shaft for the first time.

I’m proud to say, my cock is above average in size. At 8.5 hard inches, it measures fully 2.5 inches in diameter. She started thrashing around as it came in to view, bouncing and throbbing in front of her face, precum leaking profusely from the tip.

I ordered her to open her mouth. She just shook her head. I bent down to pick up the crop and reminded her of what happened the last time she defied me. She closed her eyes and opened mouth.

I put one hand under her chin and the other behind her head. I guided the tip of my cock between her lips and thrust forward. She gagged as the head hit the back of her throat.

I pulled back, then thrust again. This time, I pushed the thick head of my cock straight to the back of her virgin throat and held it there. She was choking and gagging around it as I held her head in place. I started sliding the shaft slowly in and out, fucking her mouth as she struggled against my grip and the cock spearing her face.

I pushed harder with each thrust, determined that she should swallow my cock at least once before I turned to other parts of her young body. She was gagging with each thrust as the head of my cock butted against the entrance to her gullet until, finally, it just opened up and my full length surged into her throat. That quick, her nose was pressed up against my groin and her lips were buried in my pubic hair.

It was obvious my cock was blocking her windpipe as she fought to breathe. Her face started turning red and her throat was convulsing around the shaft. I slowly pulled back, loving the feeling of my cock exiting her throat.

She gasped for breath as soon as my cock cleared her windpipe. She was panting and a stream of saliva ran out of her mouth and dripped from the shaft of my cock.

I waited for her to exhale and drove back into her throat. Her eyes bugged out again and her face turned red as I choked her with the thick shaft. Her tiny hands opened and closed spasmodically as her body begged for oxygen.

I waited this time until she was almost out cold before I pulled away. I stroked in and out of her mouth until she was fully awake, and then repeated the process. I choked her almost to the point of unconsciousness with my cock three more times before I pulled away for the last time.

She was almost completely out of it by this time. I wanted her fully aware for the next step in the process, so I grabbed a glass of cold water and threw it in her face.

She sputtered and spit as the shock snapped her back to reality. I walked around behind her and took a good look at the dripping slit of her virgin pussy. I probed gently around the entrance until the tip of my finger encountered what I’d been hoping to find: Her hymen was intact.

I rearranged the height and position of the cross until she was slightly head down, then insinuated the tip of my cock between the lips of her cunt. She started protesting, again, that she was a virgin, she wanted to save herself for marriage, she was too young. The full litany of a young virgin trying to save her virtue from a too-ardent boy in the back seat of a car.

But I wasn’t a young boy and this wasn’t lovers lane. I told her as much, assuring her she was going to get fucked and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it.

I pushed forward and slammed my cock to the hilt into her pussy. There was just a moment’s resistance from her hymen, but it quickly gave way to the blunt head of my steel rod. She cried out as I ripped her virginity away forever.

“Oh, God!” she cried. “Please, take it out! It hurts! Please, don’t do this to me! Please, stop!! It hurts!”

I pulled slowly out of her pussy and slammed my cock back inside. Her body lurched as I started fucking her, slowly out then hard back in. I set up a good rhythm, pounding her adolescent body as it dangled from the cross, helpless and at my mercy.

She kept begging me to stop, to pull my dick out of her dripping wet pussy. But I just kept fucking away at her pussy and, slowly, her cries of pain turned to moans of pleasure. After about 10 minutes, in fact, she quit begging me to stop and started pleading with me to fuck her harder.

I kept banging away at her pussy. She started out whimpering and moaning but was soon screaming for me to keep fucking her.

“Please, fuck me!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Damn it, I like it. Fuck me! Shit, I’m going to cum!”

And cum she did. I felt it as her body started twitching and she kept moaning louder and louder. Then her body clenched up and her pussy gripped my cock as I slammed in to her to the base. Her body locked in place and little girl cum gushed out of her pussy, soaking my pubes and running down my thighs.

She started cumming constantly as I continued to pound her pussy. I felt it start in my toes and run up my legs, up my spine to explode in my brain and back down my spine to burst out my cock. I was filling her adolescent pussy with my cum. The first blast burst out of my cock like a rocket and filled her tiny cunt to the brim. A mixture of her cum and mine ran over my balls and down my legs.

I collapsed backwards and onto the floor. I found myself looking up at her spread cunt as a steady stream of white cum flowed out of her gaping lips and dripped to the floor. She hung, limp and used up, suspended below the cross. Her head was down and her eyes were glazed over. A thin line of spittle dripped from her mouth and onto the floor.

It took me a couple minutes to collect myself. I pulled myself to my feet and pulled my jeans back on. She was still hanging, limp and unresponsive, from the cross. I unlocked the axle and spun her upright. She stirred slightly and moaned. Cum was still dripping from her well-fucked pussy.

I gave her a drink of water, and patted her on the head. I finished collecting my clothing and headed for the door.

“You gonna let me go, now?” she asked, still groggy from the sound fucking she’d just received.

I paused with my hand on the doorknob and looked back at her.

“No,” I said. “You’re just getting started.”

She groaned as I shut of the light, plunging the room into darkness. The last sound I heard as the door closed tight behind me was her tear-filled plea:

“Why me?”


Fucking with my best friend] part three

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he put me down and he leaned against my bed and i started sucking the head of his cock but i stoped right before he came

we got in my bed and i got on top of him and he rammed his big juicy cock in my pussy hard and fast making my scream in bliss then i started to ride him slow and first but then really fast i came first and wrapped his cock with my cunt juices then i got between him and started licking up my juices which tasted fabulous and then he took me by surprise and threw my on my bed and started fucking my hard where it hurt  but felt great he fucked me untill i came and then we got in a 69 and started eating each others juices from the others privates he licked me clean and i made him cum again his thick white juices being sucked from his cock into my mouth was great
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after that neither of us could take no more so we just layed there and went to sleep

part four....

The locker Room.

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I will describe both of us before the story.

Her - Rose, My girlfriend was a perky sophmore cheerleader. She is 16, 5'4, Blue eyes,  curly Beach blonde hair and the most beautiful natrual tan. She is quiet athletic, cheerful, Lots of fun and the most amazing kisser. She was a Virgin.

Him - Colin (me), I am the Junoir WR for my HS's football team. I am 16, 5'10, Grey eyes, Spikey dirty blonde hair and I have quiet alot of Muscle on my upper body (abdominals, bicepts, tricepts, etc.) I am very Athletic, I have lots of motivation, I Love to watch movies, play football and I know how to please a girl. I have a 6 inc

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h Cock. I have had sex 3 times before.

 

Ofcourse, I am playing football and Rose is cheering me on. we are beating are Rivals 28-6 and we are in the 3rd quater. After I receive a Run and totally ANILALITE their LB, He obviusly holds a grudge and takes it out on the ball that I,  dropped in the End-zone. He throws the balland from out of No where the ball hits Rose and her friend.

I go up to the LB (he's about 5'9-5'11) Punch him right in the gut. He is on the ground gasping for air. I get a 1 game suspension and get kicked out of this game. I storm into the locker room and kick a dent into my locker ( I also got a Demerit for that), and Rose runs into the room and starts warming up to me for punching that guy.

She takes off my jock strap and 'UnderArmor' and starts give me a hand Job.... She takes off her Cheer sweater and her bra and I see her nice 32C Boobs. She also takes off her skirt and paintes so were both naked. after I Pre-Cum, I give her 2-3 minute lick. Then I slowly inserted my cock in to her wet pussy about 1 Quarter of the way in. Then in one tick I st poped her   cherry  he moaned heavliy and wanted more.. she just kept riding and riding until I cummed all over her Face - she licked the rest off and started again, She squirted so hard. after that we had a intense nude make-out session. Then we started again, we heard the buzzer ring we ran into the restroom for me to cum one time, I Did, this time all over her stomach. then we took a quick shower together - I told my Best friend to bring are clothes In - as soon as he came to give us are clothes - He got hard (LOL) and tried to hide it from Rose...

After we put are clothes on we walked out of the shower into the room of half-naked guys - and they all clapped for Me and Rose, we Laughed. And went out of the locker room holding hands, We went my mazda 3 and we started driving to my house for another fun night.

We are still going out a Year and A half Later... And we've had Sex about 10 times since then.

I Don't Wanna Be Friends PART 2

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"So what's goin' on boy?" Stephanie said as she broke into Brandon's room.

"Ah you know, just livin life, boring old life," Brandon replied as they shared a laugh. They both sat down on the loveseat in Brandon's room, and set all the papers down in front of them. "Gee, I'm surprised my mom didn't say anything about you comin straight to my room, but she has been acting a little weird around me lately."

"Yeah.. Brandon, about last night. I just wanna say that.."

"Steph, listen.." Brandon said, cutting her off. I'm sorry that I came onto you like

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that. I just thought it was time to take the next step."

"Well ya see, that's what I wanted to tell you," she replied, leaving a puzzled look on Brandon's face. "I was waiting for you to do that. It just kinda shocked me that you did it while I was sleeping." Brandon just continued to look at her with a puzzled look. "So are we gonna do this project or not?"

"Ye... Yeah" Brandon finally mustered out.

After about a half an hour of them working, they stopped to get some food.

"What kind of food you want Stephie?" Brandon asked as she followed him into the kitchen.

"I'm not that hungry."

"Oh.. so your gonna play that card on me, huh? Here I've got a bag of chips, we can share it." Stephanie just smiled and giggled a little as they headed back upstairs.

When they got back to his room, she was very quiet, and only ate a few chips, as they finished their project. "Alright, what the hell is wrong with you?" Brandon said with a little demand. "Why are you acting like this Steph? Normally I can't get you to keep your mouth shut," he said with a chuckle.

"Okay, Brandon, listen to me" Stephanie started. "Last night, I'm glad you kissed me, but I wanted more. I came into your house, late last night, and told your mom that you forgot something, so I wanted to drop it off. I came up here, and you were sleeping." Brandon thought about the night before, the change of clothes, the sex dream, the panties on the floor. "I can't believe I'm telling you this, but I drugged you... I didn't want you to find out. That's why you were sick this morning (which Brandon told her about earlier). I did it.. I DID it!! I had sex with you." Her cheeks turned bright red. "Did you find these?" She pulled out the panties. Brandon was almost in shock.

"I... I.. had a.. I had a dream... last night. You were there, and it was dark, and you were on top of me. Maybe since I dreamed that, I knew it was going to reall.." He stopped mid-sentence, and turned to look Stephanie straight in her beautiful brown eyes. "That was IT!! It really did happen!"

"Well I'm glad I told you. And Brandon, I'm ready to be more than just friends." She started explaining why and how she wanted it to happen.

In the middle of her sentence, he put his hand over her mouth, and started to slowly make out with her. After a long, passionate kiss, he pulled her closer, looked her in the eyes, and said, "Let's both enjoy it this time."

They began to make out again, as he pulled her on top of him, and, still kissing, carried her to his bed. Tehy laid down together, and she started to grind her hips against his as they made out. She then slowly lowered herself, and removed his shorts, boxers, and shirt from his fit, athletic body. Before Brandon could sit up, Stephanie already had her clothes off of her. When he signaled her to put her mouth to his genitals, she nodded her head. There was no foreplay on this day. She mounted him, and moved up to rub his throbbing, seven inch cock against her tight wet pussy.

As she lowered herself, inserting his member into her, Brandon pushed upward, causing Stephanie to moan loudly. They both looked at each other, and started pumping and thrusting, grinding against each other rapidly. Stephanie bounced up and down, with her medium-sized hooters bouncing with each thrust. They moved around to a few different positions, but Brandon was becoming very disoriented, and almost passed out, still from the sickness he was feeling before. Because of this, after about ten minutes, he unexpectedly busted his enormous load inside of her. She knew it, he knew it, and they didn't like it.

They quickly seperated, and as if nothing happened, Stephanie lowered to her knees, and cleaned off the tip of his cock with her mouth and tongue.

"What the... aren't you a little worried?"

About what?" she replied.

"I just busted my load inside of you."

"Oh, I'm on prevention pills," she said as she giggled, still licking his throbbing cock.

The color filled back into Brandon's face, as he enjoyed what she was doing now. They put their clothes back on, and cleaned up, as Stephanie gathered their Science project.

Brandon walked up to Steph and kissed her again, as she kissed back. "So, more than friends, right?"

"Damn right!" she replied, as she walked down the steps. Brandon decided to walk his "new girlfriend" a mile away to her home.

"So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

She walked up and slowly kissed him one more time. "Yes you will... boyfriend." She then smiled and waved as she walked into her house.

Humiliated by my best friend's mom!!!

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This is a true story.

 

I was 16 years old at the time and had a best friend Rob that lived a few miles away from my house.  Rob and i were the type of friends that were inseperable as teens.  We would sleep over each other houses at least 3 nights a week and essentially made ourselves at home in one another's houses.  Rob's mom Kathy was about 44 or 45 at the time.  Im not going to say she was a total knockout with the perfect body becuase she simply wasn't.  What she was was a confident, sexy and alurring older woman who knew how to carry herself.  She was divorced at the time and was so used to having me around the house, she made me call her Mom.

 

Rob worked at the sneaker store at the mall and would sometimes have to

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be there in the morning to open up.  I had stayed at Rob's one particular Friday night when he had to work the next morning.  My dad was not going to be around, so Kathy told me she would drive Rob to work in the morning and then swing back and pick me up and bring me home.  This was pretty normal for me, except for this morning.  Rob and Kathy left the house and I jumped in the shower while they were gone.  I went back into Rob's room to dry off and get dressed and instinctively pulled out his collection of smut from under his bed.  I figured i had at least 15 minutes before Kathy got back which would have left me plenty of time to rub one out and get dressed.  Well i must have gotten pretty wrapped up in the moment and lost track of time becuase while i had my eyes locked on a spread in the magazine and had my dick in my hand Kathy walked in.  i had the TV on and had my back to the door so i didn't hear or see her come in.  i just heard a shriek of  "What the hell do you think you are doing!!!!"  I was mortified and must have turned white.  My hard-on completely disappeared, and I quickly covered myslef up with the towel.  She told me not to move a muscle as she just laid into me about how inappropriate this behavior was.  She was furious.  She said she was going to call my parents and I begged her not to!!!!

 

She looked around the floor and noticed the different magazines that I had out.  She proceeded to call me a pervert and a creep for doing this and asked me if the magazines were mine.  i couldn't sell Rob out so i said that they were and that i brought them last night.  This seemed to enrage her even more.  I made a move to go and get dressed and she told me out of nowhere to drop my towel and stand there naked.  I pleaded with her to not make me do so, but she absolutely insisted.  She said she wanted me to feel absolutely humiliated so i would never do this again in her house.  She said to do this or she would tell my parents what she caught me doing.  I had no choice.  I reluctantly dropped my towel and stood there staring at the floor. She scowled at me to look at her and get my hands away from my dick.  I looked up and put my hands to my side.  She took one look at my dick and let out a bit of a chuckle.  It was at this point that i noticed her just standing there staring at me and then at my dick.  She was still wearing her coat and a pair of black leather gloves and for some reason i became aroused at all this.  I started to feel the blood flowing to my dick and screamed at myself silently in my head to not get hard in front of her.  That would be the ultimate insult to her and it was the last thing that could happen.  The more i thought about not being aroused however, the more aroused I became and within a minute my dick was rock hard and standing at attention.

 

She obviously noticed this and  looked right into my eyes and said "You little fucking pervert!  This is getting you off isn't it?"  I absolutely denied it but the proof was in the pudding!  "Did you plan this?  Why is that tiny dick hard right now if you are not enjoying this?  I apologized profusely and she again just chuckled.  She came towards me until she was standing directly in front of me.  Her nose about 6 inches from mine.  I could smell the scent of the perfume mixed with the leather from her coat and gloves and it was just too much!  I admitted to myslef at this point that I was in fact enjoying this.  She kept peering down at my dick which must have been jumping at the excitement of the whole situation.  She then suddenly grabbed hold of my dick in her leather encased hand and squeezed very hard until i buckled over.  She just laughed out loud and said "How's that feel little boy?"  She pushed me down so that i was now sitting on the bed.  She got down on her knees right in front of me and asked "Am i really turning you on right now Gianni?"  I just looked down and avoided and answer.  She screamed "Answer me!"  I just whimpered out an "i guess so".  She said "Well your dick is rock hard right now so that must be a resounding yes, correct?"  I answered YES.  She then put her hands on my thighs just slightly lower than my package and seductively asked "Do you want me to touch you?"  I didn't know what to say.  Of course I wanted her to touch me, but what if this was a trap question.  What if an answer of yes just angered her?  I said nothing.  She whispered "If you just say yes, i will.  I will touch you.  So, do you want me to touch you?"  I was so fucking turned on by now that i said to myself, fuck it!  I'll deal with the consequenses later.  So i said it, "Yes, please touch me".  A devilish grin formed on her face and she said "Please touch me, what?"  I answered, "Please touch me Kathy" at which point she snapped "That's not what you call me!  Try again."  I stammered back "Please touch me, Mom".  She squealed in delight and moved her leather hands up my thighs and to my balls.  She gently massaged my balls and slowly worked her hand up my shaft.  This was too much for me.  I had not been touched by very many girls at this point and this was going to be an embarrassing situation in which I was about to cum after about 10 strokes.  It seemed though she sensed my inexperience and pulled back.  "Gianni" she asked "Has a girl ever touched you down there before?"  I answered the truth which was yes, but not very many.  In fact only 2.  She chuckled and then asked, "Has a girl ever put her mouth on your dick?"  My eyes lit up and out came a definite "NO!"  She then smiled again and pushed me back so that i was resting on my elbows.  She put her mouth an inch away from the tip of my dick and blew out a warm breath.  My head was spinning but i did not take my eyes off hers.  She put her toungue out and started flicking it on the head of my dick and all the way down the shaft.  I couldn't belive this was happening.  This couldn't be the same woman who was furious at me moments earlier!  She came back up to the tip of my dick and suddenly wrapped her lips around the head and plunged her mouth all the way down to the base.  OH MY GOD what a feeling!!! It was wet and warm and I thought i was going to pass out. She came back up and then plunged down again.  It was too much for me.  I was going to cum, but how embarrassing!!!!  She came up again and plunged down a 3rd time and that was it.  My knees locked up and my legs started shaking and I just came gallons it felt like.  She was surprised but kept my dick in her mouth and took it all.  She then started hysterically laughing!  She got up and couldn't stop laughing!  I asked what was so funny and she just replied "That was definitely the quickest blow job i've ever given!"  I was humiliated.  i proceeded to get dressed as she stood there giggling.  When i was done getting dressed, she sharply changed her tone and scolded at me "Let that be the last time you jerk off in this house!"

 

She drove me home and as we were pulling down my parents street, she asked "So, i at least hope you enjoyed the blow job"  I answered her honestly "The was the best feeling I have ever felt.  Thanks."  

 

She winked at me and i was on my way.  After that, every time i would slept by Rob's house she would act as if the episode never happened.  It actually upset me because I wished nothing more than for it to happen again and again.  i can't count how many times i masterbated to the whole memory of it. 

 

It would not be our last episode however.  that may come in the next story! 

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It's dark throughout the house.  I walk into your bedroom, shutting the door behind me.  You lay there sleeping.  I walk over

to you, and take in the desirable form before me. I lean down and take in the fragrance from your hair.  It excites me.  
I slowly lower my lips to yours, taking the time to feel the texture and warmth of them, running my tongue along them.  I

allow my lips to stray down to your neck, barely touching the skin as my warm moist breath flows over your exposed neck. I

kiss long and hard on the back of your neck, moving my way around slowly, so as not to wake you yet.  My tongue leaves a wet

trail as it finds your lips again, parting them and pushing inside, exploring every inch and r
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unning over your tongue,

causing tingles to run through my body.  I pull myself back again, taking in the look of ectasy on your face, as if this is

all happening in some dream world.  

I run my lips down lower, over your sweet breasts, kissing every bit of exposed skin, running my tongue around and between.  

I reach around your back gently, and unclasp your bra.  I lick your right nipple ferociously, nibbling on it just a bit,

before focusing on the other one, leaving my hands to do the caressing.  My eagerness is now catching up to me. As I go even

lower, kissing through the fabric, I use my lips to massage the sensitive skin beneath the fabric, as i take in the sweet

smell of your pussy.  Not even registering your eyes beginning to flutter open as you wake up, I continue on, pulling

yourpanties down and off, revealing the true gem of my desire, glistening in the moonlight, your legs already parted as your

body responds to my touch.  

I run my tongue from the bottom of your slit upwards, allowing my tongue to quickly wander inside of you before continuing on

its way up to your clit.  I start lapping at it, up and down, and then in circles, driving you nuts as you fully become aware

of my presence.  You're both frightened and exhilirated at my attention to your needs.  You moan into your pillow, afraid

that this may stop at any time.  I lick up your juices now running from your cunt, careful not to miss anything, my tongue

running through every fold with thorough probing.  I bring my right hand down to keep your clit tingling, and my tongue moves

down to the wet, tight, and awaiting entrance to your most sensitive areas.  
I push my tongue inside of you, moving around and about and pulling at the nerves below the surface, driving you into another

wave of moans and groans.  At this point you begin to buck your hips as my smooth wet tongue continues its conquest, deeper

into you than before.  Just as you are about to peak, I pull my tongue out, still keeping you at the point of near orgasm by

twirling your clit between my fingers.  I pull off my pants and, before you can react, I push into you slowly, causing you to

buck even harder at the sudden pressure inside of you, sending you to new heights of pleasure you hadn't experienced before.  

I continue rubbing your clit, and bend down to kiss you again. You return it, ferociously shoving your tongue into my mouth

this time, giving my other hand enough time to come around and grasp your back, pulling myself into you as I push at the same

time.  Caught up in your thrashing, you hardly notice the pain as I rip through your virginity, giving you only enough pain

to send a shiver down your back, before you completely engulf all 7 inches of myself.  You pause to catch your breath, and

then push up to meet my thrusts, as we pound into each other, each time sending me deeper into you, hitting places never

stimulated before.  As you get close to orgasm again, I push into you, brushing up against the entrance to your womb, sending

you into fits.  You soon reach the pinnacle, moaning so loud, the neighbors must surely hear you.  You buck one last time and

as you come down, I pull out of you, both of us exhausted.

The best math class I have ever taken

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So it was my first year of college and things were going alright for the most part. When people in my math class realized I understood everything we were doing in math class I had a couple people asking me for help. There was specific women that sat next to me that caught my eye for the moment I guess. The year had come to an end and I had her phone number. Right after the last class I had asked her if she wanted to come to a party of my apartment. She had called earlier in the day to ask what to bring over. My response being a smart ass was, " what ever you think you will need for the night." Little did I know she would take that seriously. Before our encounter that night I had been serious with a couple women ranging from 2 year relationships to 7 months but never had sex. Wh
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en Sara (her name is changed) came over that night we had been waiting for her so we could drink and play card games. I did like who she was at that time but I did not know her that well. We were making out off and on through out the night. When my friends had left at 3am we continued where we had started. Literally right after the door closed. She had me in the bedroom in no time at all. Before I even knew what was going on she had my pants and boxers off. She did ask if I wanted to do this and my response was yes. I took everything she had off with the exception of a bra because she was not wearing one. She pulled out a condom from her over night bag (like I said she came prepared). She had a clean shaven pussy with no hair at all just the way I liked it. I had done everything other than sex with a couple women I had dated and loved foreplay. She however wanted to get right to business. She knew that I had never had sex so she inserted my hard cock into her and I did all the rest. I am not going to lie and say it did not come out a couple times because it did. The first position we tried was her on top of me and after a little bit of time and the condom being pulled out I got on top of her. She didn't have the tightest pussy but my dick slid in and out easier so it made it a little better. After I fucked her doggy style she went down on me and sucked my cock like I have NEVER had before. The is one thing this women KNEW how to do was suck a mean cock. I felt like I was obligated to go down on her not that I didnt like to do that to begin with however I am not partial to eating a women out when my cum was in her. I went down on her for what didnt seem that long when she came. We fucked for an hour and a half before we both needed water. After that night we saw each other a couple times but I have not talked to her in about a month. It wasn't exactly how I had pictured my first time but it sure as hell was a great lesson.

For the Queen

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“You,  Serf! Obey your Queen when she speaks to you!” Said the Queen, clad in the richest red silk and black leathers, arranged in a very prestigious dress, intimidating and beautiful in one stroke. She bore an imperial presence, she had a voice which when heard was to be obeyed immediately, those who suffered her whims later spoke that it felt as if you were compelled to do so, magically almost.

She kicked at a young man in what might have been, black polished armor ringed in silver and sapphire, far too fancy to be a serf’s attire, but she wasn’t in the mood to discriminate, a man was to obey her no matter who he was, and those who didn’t, were kicked to the side and forced.

She threatened to kick again, but the man lo
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oked up and gazed directly into her ice blue eyes with his own, of steel blue reflecting strength harder than the ice that she was made of herself. She froze and the young man rose to his feet again, always staying in eye contact.

“I am not your Serf yet, Milady. Instead, a Knight from a far off land, seeking amnesty and work under you. But I have this to say, I shall not be kicked, and you cannot boss me around so, I am not your Knight yet, and even then, I am not your Toy.”
The Knight with eyes of Blue told her sternly with a set face, only his eyes twinkled the smile he kept hidden.

“My name is Leon of the Obsidian Knights, once of the Kingdom Griffin, but no longer, the Queen had grown apart, and I refused the abuse.. I seek to enter your service young Queen, I hear you have not yet a Knight, so I pledge myself to you if you will accept my Word.”

The Queen, unused to anyone standing up to her, to anyone coming at her as an Equal.. Parts infuriated, intrigued, and Spellbound.. she snapped out of her trance and stated simply. “I accept.. Knight of my Own, now come to my keep.. There must be some way we can get you; Clean and Satisfied?” She said this last word with more than a hint of amusement, and a great deal of a more carnal thing.. Hunger.

Taking his hand in her own, the Queen took Leon into her luminous castle of the purest marble, blood red banners dripped from the towers, however, giving the appearance as of a predator with great red eyes. Leon ignored this of course, too entranced by his new Queen, his self control wearing down, his resistance to her spell diminishing.

Her blond tresses seemed golden in her hall as she led him beyond the dining room to the baths. Soft light gathered in the recesses of the baths, smoothest stone inset springs, warm water ever bubbling in, the steam, the heat, seemed so inviting.

“Now strip, so that we may… Get you clean.” Said she.
Leon sputtered at this, “Strip I will, but by your hands? Surely some serving maid can assist me, my Queen is too delicate for this work.”
She flashed a wicked smile at the word “delicate” and replied with a chiding tone, “Now now, I will not have my Knight cleaned by any such low wench. Now let’s devoid us of that armor.”

She peeled off his black lacquered armor piece by piece, and later his padded clothes, delighting in every patch of bare skin she uncovered. As she got to his pants however, he stopped her, embarrassed. “Queen, this is not appropiate!” he pleaded.
“Truly, you’re getting in my way, we must have every inch of you clean.”
She ripped off his pants, a little harder than she meant to as they tore at the seam and came off completely. “Oops, now you’ll be lacking pants.. What a shame.” She spoke drolly, laughing lightly, like that of a clear bell, beautiful to behold.

What was now revealed to her feasting eyes, was a sight to truly behold for her, 65 inches of masculinity, but that was not which drew her eyes, instead was his more than pleasantly sized member, an average length but fairly thick for any man.
She almost drooled, but he covered himself up quickly enough. She snapped.
“What are you doing? Uncover it at once, touch not yourself Knight! I shall clean you, Now, Into the baths!”

Stunned, but in no position to argue, Leon stepped into the bath upto his chest.
He looked awkwardly at her, staying in place and waiting for her ministrations to continue.

The Queen grabbed a soap stone nearby and hurried to strip off her garments, laying them delicately on a rack nearby.
Her lovely bosom, small but perfectly shaped alabaster smooth and supple flesh perked up released from the restraints of her clothes..
The Queen was a blond Goddess from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.
Ice blue eyes with lovely freckles placed here and there about her cheeks to accentuate her beauty, besides her bosom, she had delicately shaped arms, delicate but strong as more than a hint of muscle showed, from what? It was whispered by some in the castle that she enjoyed being rough with men, though none had yet been seen, perhaps instead she was preparing for it.
Powerful legs and curved hips, which between rested a blonde patch containing her blessed virginity, her lips now puffed in anticipation, her body quivering for what lie ahead if she gets her wish.

She stepped into the baths silently, making not even a ripple as she encircled the poor knight like a shark would a stranded sailor. “No words, no sounds while I clean.. Or else I will.. punish  you.”




She attached herself to his back and circled her arms about his broad chest, still almost the same height, she could reach all of him, and reach all of him she did.
Scrubbing softly his arms, the back of his neck, his chest and his great legs, kissing his pale skin as she worked.
The Knight stood still and silent, curious as to where she was going with this.
She kissed his neck with her pale rose lips, emitting soft moans as she did, still scrubbing his body unconsciously harder, the stone scraped off old skin, but as it stood neither cared, so lost where they.

She reached lower now, between his thighs to grasp his thickness, dropping the stone and forgetting the task at hand she started to pull the skin up and down the shaft, the water making her movements slower, but all the more forceful as she squeezed and pulled, causing his already impressive cock to expand in her hand, as the moments passed which seemed to take an eternity, she held him tight, both his thickness and his body, rubbing her lips, grinding them on his thighs, quickening her pace, the water making it more and more intense…

Her moans reached louder into the room, echoing, filling the room with the Queens… The Misstress’s lust.

Leon could barely contain himself, closing his eyes, forcing his breathing to remain controlled, the pleasure flooded his system as it flooded her’s, the heat of the waters acting as a conductor, the pressures and the waves they were making, all coming together to create a tidal mount of orgasmic bliss.

The Queen quickened her grinding, barely keeping a grip on the member in her hands as it spasmed, wanting release. Her virgin passage flooded with juices into the waters as the moans reached an all time high and the cock in her hands buckled against her hand and shot into the waters, The force of Leon’s orgasm shocked her into her own, her body pressed into his, so strongly that she might be trying to press them together, their bodies racked in unison in the throes of Orgasm,
Leon couldn’t take it anymore and uttered moans of his own, gasps, and cries of the lust just fulfilled.

He should have held it in.

Calming down, the Queen stared directly into his eyes and froze him as surely as if he just entered the north pole. She spoke with a voice of Ice, but a face filled with glee, she would get what she wanted tonight. “You disobeyed your Queen, now Worm, you will follow me!”

She removed herself from the bath, drying quickly and putting on her leathers but leaving the silks so that she wore no undergarments, the abrasive leather rough against her skin felt wonderful in the afterglow of her Orgasm.. She smiled.
“Follow.”



Deep in the Castle lays the Royal bed chamber… Inside the chamber is a Large bed and beside it several girlish amenities.. but farther on the other side separated from the rest with a black curtain is an area, in which just by entering it one’d swear it dropped 10 degrees.. Luxurious carpets lay on the floor, but that’s the extent of beauty in this portion.. For what lies behind the black drape is a Dungeon set.. A plain rack, set off the floor about chest level. Manacles, cuffs, chains, ropes lay strewn about the walls of the new room, some softened by strips of oiled leather.. some barbed.
A veritable chest of goodies lays in the corner, filled with whips and twitches, and other odd assortments of “toys”. The Queen does have her fun.

Her smile is still present as she walks into her bedchamber, closing the door and locking it tight after Leon enters. His dripping countenance shivers as he senses the chill in the room. Not even noticing yet the room beyond the black drape.
The Queen hustles over to pull it back flooding it with light.. something Leon wished hadn’t happened, as he gazed upon the instruments in the room.

“Holy Mother..” He gasped.

“Did you say something Worm?” The Queen snapped in reply to an unasked question.

“No, my Queen.” He rattled out.

She walks up to stand by his side, her pointing finger on the side of his neck, her nail scratching the surface sharply. “Well, While you’re speaking, I ask that you address me only as Mistress from henceforth. Is that clear?”

“Yes my Que-“ He stopped suddenly taken aback as she rakes his neck with her nails cruelly, drawing blood. She licks it off, and looks back at him.

“I’ll say it again, Is that clear?” No nonsense in her voice now.

“Yes Mistress.” Leon responds, sufficiently cowed. “I am here to serve your desires and accept any punishment you may deem that I require.”

She smiles, mirth back in her voice. “Good, you learn quickly Slave.” She emphasizes this last word, looking for a reaction from him. She got one.

“Mistress, I am no Slave! Thou hast not bound me yet!” He argued, to no avail.

“Yet, is the key word, we can fix that.” She grabs his member and pulls him to the Rack.
“Sit! Good boy.” She wraps several cuffs about him, attached to the chair, he’s laid spread eagle out for her, and despite the chill of the room, her recent attention gives life to his now throbbing cock. “It’s alive! Hah!” She titters, her body shaking in the laughter, a wicked smile bedecked upon her face.
“Now, you are my Slave.” She leans down to kiss the head of his now standing Thickness. “It’s happy to see me.. You on the other hand, misbehaved, for which you shall be punished.” She walked around the rack to a small table, placed upon which is a ring. “You see this?” He turns his head to observe. “This is your punishment… with this on, you shall not cum till I say you may, you must do all and everything for it to come off. Understood?” She spoke with power.

“Yes Mistress..” He gulped, knowing full well that meant pain for him.

She slid the ring slowly down his already aching member, her soft hands feeling so good as they brushed his skin, his body shook slightly.

“Now, What do you want Slave?  Do you want Mistress to take you and give you such unearthly pleasures that you’d swear I was one of the Succubi? Tell me you wish it, let me hear you call my name, Now!”

She took hold of his thickness and kneeled down to place her lips upon it, slowly engulfing the head as she kissed it, or much rather, devoured it inch by inch.

“Yes Mistress, Suck it, please! Yes Mistress!” Leon called out, urging her on.

She rolled her hands up and down the length of the shaft as she licked and sucked at the head, taking more and more within her mouth to be covered in her own saliva, the taste overwhelming her as her body reacted to the carnal lust building inside, her pussy was wet and dripping, juices running down her legs. God how much she loved this!

She continued to jerk him off as she ran her tongue down the shaft, pressing into the groove, Leon’s body buckling beneath her at every one of her passes, struggling, he wanted to grasp her head and force her upon it, but all he was, was too helpless to do anything as he could only watch and feel as she took him in her mouth.

She decided it was time to introduce some pain, as her lips walked up slowly back from the base to the head, she took it in her mouth once more, but once she did, she withdrew quickly and scraped her teeth against it.
“God!” Was his only reply as he spasmed in pain and pleasure, her laugh at his pain increasing both. It was a game to her, one she dearly loved.

She kissed his lips softly, “There there,” she cooed, “Mistress will take care of you.”
“But you must take care of Mistress too.” She smiled. “I hope you’re good with your tongue Slave, if you aren’t, you may lose it.”






She mounted him, straddling his face, her wet virginal lips pressing against his mouth.
“Now suck it Slave, Now!” She demanded, slapping his face to hurry him up.
It stung him but quickly he shot his tongue into her.. and she gasped.
“Oh… My.”
He took his tongue and softly twirled it against her puffy lips, sucking the juices dripping from within, a sweet mix of nectar and honey to his now parched mouth, delicious.
She ground her pussy into his mouth, wanting him deeper inside. “Lick me, spear me, penetrate me, now..” Her demands growing weaker as the feeling was so amazing..

He obeyed.. He thickened his tongue and battered through her lips and plunged deep into her, squirming inside, lapping at her, tendrils of pleasure reaching through her body in response, he could feel her channel tighten around his tongue, and that only made it move more.

He withdrew it from her pussy and kissed the lips again, nipping at them slightly, much to her delight as the pain only heightened her senses.

Leon searched, trailing his tongue around till he found what he was looking for, Her clitoris, as he found it, she gasped “Gods..” She moaned, grinding herself against his face, getting herself off as he twirled his tongue around her clit, encircled it and finally; Vibrated his tongue, sending such a response throughout her body and into her core that she heightened to a state of bliss and came in waves, her back arching, her screams reaching to the ceiling, the feeling and pleasure so much. “Yes!!! Oh God Yes! Yes Slave!!!” Her juices flowing faster than even he could lap up, flowing over his mouth and over his face, soaking everything below them.
It was amazing.

She panted, still in the throes of Orgasm, mildly drained, but she smiled “I’m just getting started, Now for the main course.” She laughed and rose, stripping off all of her Garments, the chill causing her nipples to harden. Smiling still, she unshackled the Knight’s arms, letting him free to move his torso, he sat up and she kissed his cheek.

“I’ve dreamed of this moment, as I’m sure you have as well.. Your desire is to take a woman and her virginity, to make her yours… But mine, however, is to take a Man, and to make him mine. You will be mine, understood Slave?”

Looking up from fumbling with the ring still on his ever turgid thickness, trying to remove it. “Mistress?” He exclaimed dumbly.

The Queen looked deep into his eyes and slapped his face harshly.
“Listen Slave, you will be Mine! Understood now?!”

“Ye..Yes Mistress, I understand, I will be yours.” He answered, clutching at his stinging cheek.
“Good, now lay down and let your Mistress take you away to be hers forever.” She smiled.
He lay calmly to accept his Mistress, the ring forgotten momentarily, but the straining erection never subsiding, aching, begging for release.

The Queen straddled him again, this time on his chest and lay down upon him for a moment to smell his sweet scent and kiss his lips softly “All mine.. all mine..” She sung to herself, so happy she could barely contain it. 
She scooted herself down to match hip to hip, “Say goodbye to Virginity my Dearest Slave, you’re mine now and I’m never giving you up.” And with that statement she impaled herself upon his thickness, well lubricated by their play before; he slipped right into her with a grunt as her hungry, no longer virginal lips engulfed all of his thickness in one gulp.
“Oh.. God.. Mm.. I love this.” She moaned loudly as she contracted her muscles around the thickness now buried deep inside her, not even moving, simply enjoying the feeling of fullness, completeness, for once in her life content with her body as she felt the hot throb, his heartbeat connected with hers, moving in time at an accelerated pace.
“Speak Slave, moan with me, let not my sounds be the only ones in this hall of lust.”
“Yes Mistress..” He breathed, too taken in by the pleasure of being fully wrapped in her velvety lips, deep in her tunnels as her muscles moved around him, the feeling of being connected with another being too intense to give words to. He moaned.

“Now,” she whispered. “You are mine..”
























And with this she picked herself up and slammed back down again, as she did, his hips rose to meet hers at every conjunction, their pace slow and steady but strong. Harder and harder did they collide as his thick cock delved deep into her pussy, the both of them moaning, cooing to each other words of lust. “More..” she breathed.

Faster he picked up his speed, her body never touching down again as he picked himself up and rammed into her, once.. twice.. again and again, faster and faster as he came together with her, a Slave to his Mistress, a Knight to his Queen. More and more, his hands to both sides of her hips, holding her tight in his grasp, looking into her beautiful eyes as they danced with glee, love, and desire.

“Fuck me!” She gasped at him, “Faster, oh god, Faster!”
They slammed together, more intense, with such passion that the ring burst from his thickness. She reached down to grab his arms and pull him deeper into her.  Her nails biting deep into his flesh. “Slave, Cum in me, fill me deep with your seed, now!”

He grunted, “Mistress, I’m yours, all yours!” His body spasmed as the pleasure peeked, the bliss filled every nerve in his body, even the pain in his arms turned to pleasure.
His hips buckled and thrusting deep, deep into her he came. Strings of his semen, hotter than either, spiraling deep into her, as he came so did the Queen. Again the floods of her fluids poured out, their juices mixing and even pouring out, such was the excess. She screamed his name as he moaned. They kissed each other devoutly, loving ever second as they joined together in orgasmic bliss. They whispered words to each other as they kissed with insane passion.. but one came up from the rest. “Together, Queen and her Knight. Mistress and Slave. Together.”

To be continued?



Fucking with my best friend] part one

scenejo on Virgin Stories

im 14 about 5 foot 4 inches 110 pounds 32 b breast my name is sam  i was a virgin when this happend and i live in a small town in the middle of no where my friends name is randy hes 18 about 5 foot 9 inches and 130 hes and hes really skinny we are cute little emo kids and we love each other to death he has a girlfriend and im about to have a boyfriend but this is what happened one afternoon when he came to visit me

i was laying in bed half asleep when all of a sudden he came in my room and was jumping on my bed [apparently somone left the door unlocked] telling me about the new cd he bought so he put it in my dvd player and came and layed down with me under the covers and we cuddled for a little bit then he bit me [that really turned me on] then i went to kiss him on the chee
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k and he moved his face so i had to kiss him on the lips that turned into making out and my god was it good it was the first time i had ever kissed him and he tasted great we laid there in each others arms untill somone came home and he jumped out of bed and acted like he had just walked in my mum said it was late so he had to leave he said he would come see me first thing in the morning before he had to go to work [usually i only see him once a week because he has to work everyday but sundays] i never thought of randy liking me untill now but apparently he did

the next morning i woke up around 3 am and got online then he called me and told me he was outside i snuck out praying my mum wasnt going to wake up and apparently she didnt so i walked outside and started walking towards his car [only whereing a hoodie and some shorts i was freezing] then somthing grabbed me from behind and started kissing my neck

i was in pure bliss im not sure what happened next but he had me pinned to the trampoline sucking my tits and i was taking off his pants he told me he loved me and that he had always wanted to fuck me sense the day we met but wanted to know if i was ready i told him that i loved him as well and i wanted him to be my first after that he went between my legs and started eating me i was so wet and he was sucking me and licking my clit and every once in a while he would let his tounge slid over my ass hole finally he licked my clit untill i came right there and i screamed he told me i would wake the neighbors if i wasnt quiet and he kept licking untill i couldnt take anymore after that he came up and started kissing me and he slid the head of his cock is my tight slit it hurt and i gasp a little bit then he slid it in a little more untill all hard 7 inches was in me then he started pumping my little pussy hard and fast he didnt break eye contac the whole time he fucked me and then i came again and when he told me he was going to cum he asked where i wanted it
 
seconds later his cock was fucking my face hard and fast  untill i swollowed every drop of his bitter cum

we layed there in each other arms for a few minutes and watched my mum leave for work then we ran inside to shower

to be continued.

First time with Chelsea Koh

Darthlord on Virgin Stories

Chelsea Koh or Li-yun, as I known and used to affectionately called since childhood. She is my very first friend known, from the day I "popped" out till now. She was only 2½ month-old back then, but nevertheless still called her "Jie-Jie" till we kinda dropped that formality later on. As both our families been neighbours since 1976 living just next door, same-block neighbours in 1982 and currently acute block neighbours since 1992. She was also my very first playmate then, from basically growing up, doing and going almost everything and anywhere together. It was roughly when we were 2 years old, that we knew that we were very physically different "down there", me having a convex "protrusion" and hers a c

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oncave "indentation". But nevertheless failed to cease us from bathing, running about (Which our parents were very graceful that we both stopped at age of 4!) or, swimming partially nude in the canal together. I remembered her rather tomboyish back then too, always hung from tree branches, played boys games and the occasionally scuffles. Perhaps the fact that there weren’t many girls in the village didn’t help at all, but she did changed completely from age 8 onwards, 2 years after both families moved together into government-built flats, wearing more dress and skirts. As we had both started "single-sexed" primary school then, and I always caught a glimpse of her shorts worn beneath her petit fours, and admiring her cute little butt, as we climbed up tress after school. Things got lot more interesting as she turned 11, as she began sprouting breasts, and started her training-bra, and with me extremely mischievous, would "snapped" those straps whenever the chance arises. I always remember constantly charting their growth, and my first glimpse at her pubis, when we both played "Doctor", as we began curious with our body then. Then with more pubic hair and height growth, we knew it’s time to halt our childish games. Those were indeed memorable times.

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

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

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

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

"Me too!" She exclaimed.

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

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

"Maybe!" She replied happily.

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

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

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

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

"Sneaky bitch" I looked at her and said.

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

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

"I dare…Perhaps double-dare you to do it!" She replied, as she stuck her tongue once more.

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

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

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

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

"No you wouldn’t" She immediately answered, and licked me once more, a really wet one.

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

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

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

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

"Where are we now?" I questioned.

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

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

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

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

"Let’s walk around…before all that becomes distant memories." She said, taking my hand in hers, and gently pulled me along.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What’s now…Crafty one?" I said.

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

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

"Ouch!" "I gonna get you for that…You little pervert!" She said, as she rubbed the redden spot.

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

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

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

"As long you like it, is all that matters to me!" She answered, as she drew her closer towards me.

Her next questions were a real shocker, but nevertheless expected, as she said: - "Have you ever liked me?" "Do you have any "special" feelings towards me?" "Will you fuck me, if I offer myself to you right now?"

She rolled on her front, awaiting my answers. But all I could muster then was: - "Err…!"

"It’s okay!" "No hurry…Just be true to yourself, and honestly tell me your answers!" She assured me.

I thought for a while and replied: - "Yeah…I do like you" "The occasional "special" feelings!" "And I will fuck you right now, if you are my actually girlfriend!"

"So you agree!" She happily said.

"But you should know that I’m not 100% perfect, like all the female "crushes" you had!" She continued.

"The only imperfection that I can think of now, is just your left inverted nipple! " I said, totally unaware that she kinda mistaken my "girlfriend" answer previously.

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

"Remember the times we were nude…From young till playing [doctor]...Kinda noticed that then!" I replied

"Is it because of this, that you chose not to woo with me all this while?" She said sadly, as she began lifting her top off.

"What’re you doing now?" I asked, rather perplexed.

"Prepare to fuck!" "What do you think then…Stupid?" She answered gingerly.

"Didn’t you said you would fuck, if I was your girlfriend now?" "Well…if you haven’t noticed…I’m a girl…And also your friend" "[Girl]…[Friend]" "Don’t you dare go back on your words now!" She continued.

"I think you have truly mistaken my ans...!" I could only murmured those last few words, as she covered my mouth and said: - "I don’t wanna listen!" "I’m gonna make you mine tonight…Like it or not!"

With her tops off, she mounted my stomach, before reaching over her rear shorts’ pocket, and showed me a condom packaging.

"Actually mummy gave this to me, but I decided not to use it after all!" "I wanna make you regret for making me so angry now!" She said, throwing it towards a dark corner.

"Please…Chelsea!" "Listen to me for a while!" "We are really too close, like siblings…And for me to fuck you…Is like incest!" I shouted.

Not a word went in, as she cupped her ears. She then said: - "I thought you really liked me…That’s why I pashed you at Orchard Road!" She cried, as she sat firmly on my stomach.

"It’s not I don’t wanna fuck you...It’s just that I don’t know how to do it properly!" I said, with trying to comfort her top priority in mind, but however also sealing my fate.

"Oh I see!" "So you actually want to fuck me then!" "Just don’t know what to do only!" She sobbed, before smiling cheerfully.

I nodded, as I knew whatever I say wouldn’t change the situation anyway.

"Actually I also not sure myself too!" "Only know that your penis roughly goes into here!" She said, pointing at her vagina.

"But still we can try to mah!" She continued.

Those were the last words spoken, as she sat on my tummy, with her top long disappeared, she leaned forward slightly, allowing her bra to touch my face lightly, before hunching back up-right.

"Now that I clearly have your undivided attention, and both of us in agreement…Shall we do it then!" She happily declared.

She sat herself lower down, as she helped me sit up-right, before proceeding to take my shirt off. I leaned forward slightly, and buried my face into her breasts, taking a long whiff at it. Gosh…They really smelt heavenly, like freshly baked cakes.

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

"Why?" "Trying to amplify your breasts, by massaging them?" I added.

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

"What?" "With those pebbles?" I laughed as I proceed placing my hands either side of her bra-covered breasts, feeling their silhouette, before amateurishly lifted the padded underwired front towards the top, freeing her breasts instantly.

"Gentle leh!" she exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I love you, Yun!" I whispered.

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

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

"That’s for this afternoon." I said.

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

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

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

"Ouch!" I said.

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

"You wanna return to the house?" I asked

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

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

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

"They look very unpleasant!" She added.

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

"Please…For my sake!" She replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Err…The condom" I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you!" I said.

"Thank you too!" She replied.

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

My First Time Was Prom Night...

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 Chapter 1-The planning stages

'Hey Tom, wait up!' I ran to meet my boyfriend Tom in the corridor at the end of the school day. Tom is gorgeous, a football player with short black hair and green eyes. He's 19, 6'2'', not too muscly, just toned and strong. I'm Grace. I'm 16 years old, with long wavy brown hair, and i also have green eyes. I weigh 120 pounds, and i am 5'6'', with long legs and size 32C breasts. Tom is my first serious boyfriend, i've had a few others but all we did was make out, i want Tom to be the first guy inside of me. And i want him tonight.

'Hey gorgeous,' Tom said when he saw me 'You look hot!' He commented on my cheerleader outfit, a tight fitting red and white top, and a white skirt that barely skimmed my toned ass.

'Thanks,' i

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replied, grinning naughtily 'Are you looking forward to the prom tonight?'

'You bet! My parents are out of town at the moment, so i can get home as late as i want!' Tom smirked.

'Awesome! So, i'll see you at seven!' I kissed Tom quickly on the cheek and ran away down the corridor, aware that he was watching my skirt swinging almost high enough that he could see that i wasn't wearing any panties. I smiled as i ran to cheerleader practice, knowing how lucky it was that his parents had chosen tonight to go away.

 

Chapter 2-Preparations

I climbed out of the shower and patted myself dry with a towel, then slipped on the black bra and thong, hoping Tom would enjoy them later on. I wandered into my room and sat down at my dressing table, carefully applying my make up. As i did so, i thought about tonight and wondered how long Tom had been hoping for me to do this, we've been together for 7 months now but i haven't felt ready to go any further than giving Tom blowjobs and handjobs, and letting him finger me. I finished my make up and hair and stood up, checking myself out in the full length mirror. I like my body, i'm toned but not muscular, with round ass cheeks that the thong showed off beautifully, and lean, brown legs that my high black heels will compliment to perfection. I pulled up my stockings, deciding on the spur of the moment to give Tom another treat. I clipped them onto the suspenders and then let my dress slip over my head, smiling and loving how much it emphasised my perfect C cups.

Downstairs, the doorbell rang. My mom opened it, and i heard her invite Tom in. I heard her retreat into the kitchen, and decided now was the moment to come down. As i walked down the stairs, Tom turned and saw me, his eyes grazing over my body three times.

'You look beautiful' He whispered as i reached him.

I smiled. 'You're not looking so bad yourself' i replied, glancing over his simple black tuxedo. I went into the kitchen to say goodnight to my mom, and tell her that i was going to be sleeping at a friend's house tonight, and that my stuff was already there. She agreed, and with that i left.

 

Chapter 3-The after party

Prom was a blur, all i could think about was what came after. I danced with Tom, letting his hands graze my breats and mine occasionally brushing over his cock. It paid off; when we came to the final slow dance i could feel his rock hard tool pressing against me, and started to get wet thinking about him being inside of me. The dance finished and we went outside. He was about to call a cab to take me home, when i stretched up and kissed him like i never had before.

'Come on, your mom will be expecting you back' Tom said after pulling away reluctantly.

'Actually,' i said, biting my lip. 'She thinks i'm staying at a friends house tonight' I looked up at Tom, raising an eyebrow. His eyes widened, and i knew he knew i was ready. We got into the same cab, kissing passionately on the way back to his house, his hand occasionally snaking up my dress. We got out of the cab, and he lead me through the house to his bedroom, still kissing me. I unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, the other rubbing his cock as hard as i could. His hands found the zip on the back on my dress, and he unzipped it and pulled it off in one motion, gasping when he saw my stockings and black underwear. I kissed him again, and as i did so i unzipped his pants and pulled them down, and he stepped out of them for me, his shoes and socks already off. Tom then pushed me gently onto his bed, and leant over me in his boxers. His fingers found my thong, and he slid it down over my legs, smiling as he saw my bare pussy. He knelt in front of me, and began licking me out. I writhed in pleasure, quickly reaching the egde of orgasm, but he felt my body tighten, and pulled away, instead taking my bra off and squeezing my nipples gently. I decided it was his turn, and instructed him to stand up so that i could give his 9 inch cock the best blowjob he'd ever have.

Chapter 4-The big event

When we had both finished teasing each other, we were both on the edge of orgasm, at the point of no return. He lay me on his bed again and looked deep into my eyes.

'Are you sure about this, Grace?' he whispered.

I nodded, i'd never been more sure of anything in my life. I made to take off my stockings and heels but he caught me, whispering 'Leave them on for now...'

Tom climbed on top of me, positioning his cock above my pussy. As he slid into me i let out a moan, i'd never felt anything so amazing in all my life. He started thrusting in and out of me slowly at first, then he picked up speed and was soon banging me as hard as he could. He slowed down a bit, then picked up the pace until finally we climaxed together. He fell on top and me kissed me, murmuring about protection. I whispered in his ear that i was on the pill and had been waiting for this moment for weeks. We kissed again and climbed into bed properly, falling asleep in each other's arms.

My Brother and I

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It was around 6PM when mom and dad left for their vacation and left Steven in charge of me. I always hated when they did that,I was never allowed to do anything or have anyone over and it was torture spending more than 15 minutes with my brother.He was 25 and still lived with me and our parents.I have to say he's good looking though;short black hair,gorgeous green eyes and a body to die for and a lady killer so to speak.I on the other hand am 14 and I have long brown hair,brown eyes,36C boobs and a tight ass...innocent little virgin who has never been kissed or even touched by a boy.

After my parents left my brother headed to the kitchen for the liquor

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cabinet;wearing his ripped jeans and a black wifebeater tank top.I just rolled my eyes as I walked in behind him going to the fridge for a soda wearing a tight black tank top and a pair of tight shorts.

"You know when they come back your gonna be in some shit right?Especially since your drinking dads most expensive bottle" I say as i hop onto the kitchen counter.

"Well, he wont know cause I'll go get him another bottle"my brother said with a smile as he moved between my legs to grab a knife to open the bottle.

As he moved away from me,his strong hand rubbed against my exposed legs and caused a shiver that went right down my back as he poured both of us a shot and smiled handing me one.We bothe drank them down and moved into the living room where my brother finished up the bottle as I laid my head on his lap,his hands traveling up and down them as i felt his cock growing under my head.I looked up and smiled to him as i sat up and kissed his lips.

"I'm going to bed its late"I said as I stood from the couch seeing the disappoinment on his face.

"No...come on baby sis stay with me"he says as he stands up and wraps his arms around my waist.

"No,I have to get up early tomorrow" I say as I look at the clock and see that its almost 2AM.

"Fine...but you can sleep in my room" my brother says as we walk upstairs and when we get to his room he unbuttons my shorts and lets them fall to the floor as I roll my eyes and lay on his bed not wanting to argue.

Before I know it my brother is laying in bed with me naked.Kissing on my shoulders as he quickly turns me onto my back and starts making out with me,rubbing my clit through my panties as I try to push him away.He continues until i'm moaning and pleasure as he rips off my panties and aims his 12 inch long 3 inch round cock to my virgini pussy before I can tell him to stop...

*to be continued*

Heated Encounter

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We began by making out - spending long periods of time exploring each others mouths and sucking on each other’s lips. After a few minutes of this I began to move my hand under her dress; her body was warm, for the car was hot and I caressed her gently. I moved my hand further up her dress – feeling her warm pussy through the cotton panties she was wearing until I felt her breasts. Her bear breasts were soft and I stimulated her ‘till her nipples became hard. I then began to pull her dress up and over her body until she lay there with nothing but her panties on. The moonlight shown light on her body - glimmering with sweat form the already heated encounter we had had. I could see the curve of her thighs and took in every inch of her gorgeous body. I unbuttoned my shirt a
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nd took off my pants, so that all either of us had on was our underwear. As I put my fingers in her mouth, she sucked them giving me a preview of what was to come. I began to kiss and suck her nipples. I kissed her all over her body as I lay on top of her, exploring every part of her, feeling her curves and pressing my body close to hers. She began to caress my penis softly rubbing and rubbing as my hand ventured to her crotch. I rubbed gently at first and then harder and harder feeling her panties getting moist. The cotton panties became completely soaked through and I could feel the cum from her pussy seeping through the cotton. Quickly but gently I removed her panties. She was now completely naked and I could see her shaven pussy. I began to rub her virgin pussy, which was already moist with cum, and this made fingering her very easy. I moved my fingers in and out as she moaned softly. After a while of this she tore off my boxers and took my penis in her hands. She began to give me a hand job – moving her hand slowly up and down. After a few minutes of this I began to thrust and I came. Hot cum sprayed all over her: onto her belly and all over her body. We lay there – completely naked – her privates pressed against mine - continuing to caress each other more and more. We just couldn’t restrain ourselves – each of us yearned for more. I began kissing her on the neck and slowly ventured my lips further down and kissed her belly. As I spread her legs, I began to lick her warm moist pussy. I stuck my tongue in her, stimulating her clitoris. She began to moan wildly as I made her come more and more. After a while of this we moved so that she was on top of me – each of us bare-naked – her nipples hard and my penis even harder. She could feel my penis pressing into her body. It was then that she took it in her mouth and sucked on it making me moan gently. She sucked more and more, and I let a load of cum into her mouth. By this point, each of our bodies were aching for sex – long passionate sex, so I climbed back on top of her again, with her legs behind her head, and stuck my hard penis into her wet pussy and thrust in and out. She said she liked it, so I went faster and faster until the car began to shake. She moved rhythmically with me and we both began to moan until, in unity, we orgasmed - her screaming out loud and me hoping no one would hear. We just lay there - me on top of her - sweaty and moist caressing each other’s body.

Invited over

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Just a few weeks before my seventeenth birthday I received a phone call from Laura, a friend of mine who lived down the road. She wasn’t up to much and was wondering whether I felt like coming over to watch a film or something. Laura had been a friend of mine for only a short time and although we didn’t see each other that much I thought about her quite a lot. I told her that would be great, and made my way towards her house.

When I arrived I knocked on the door and Laura quickly opened it. As she opened the door I got a chance to check her out. She was wearing a small white t-shirt which showed off her bust beautifully and some very tight jeans. Laura was a very beautiful blonde and though 16 years old she still maintained a captivating innocence
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. I smiled and followed her into the house, watching her ass as I went.

After settling on the couch in the lounge and talking for a while Laura put on a film. I watched her intently as she went down onto her knees to put the video into the player. As she bent over I caught sight of a black lacy thong protruding over the top of her jeans. She turned around and realised I must have been checking her out for she began to blush. She came back to the couch and sat next to me, closer than she had been before.

After about half an hour of watching the film Laura turned to me and asked me whether I had made up with my girlfriend yet. I replied that I hadn’t and looked into her eyes. She looked back into mine and blushed. I kept on looking. She gazed back at me and I smiled. We remained entranced by each other for what felt like a lifetime until ever so slowly I leant forward with the intention of kissing her. She too leant forward and ever so gently our lips met. We kissed gently and then suddenly, as if possessed, Laura pushed herself into me and began to kiss me passionately. I returned the kiss as my hands found her back. As we passionately kissed our hands began to explore eachother. It was not until my hand was fiddling with her bra that Laura leant back so that she was lying on the couch with myself on top of her. I slowly eased her shirt up her body until it was at her shoulders, and then with a little help I managed to remove it completely and so revealing her beautiful breasts trapped within a white bra. My own t-shirt was off in a flash and her bra quickly followed suit. Her breasts were captivating and I could not take my eyes off of them as I reached out to massage them with the palms of my hands. Laura groaned softly as I began to feel up her nipples. After a few minutes she looked into my eyes and I into hers.
”Do you want to go any further?” I asked.
”Yes, I do” She said, innocently. Her assent quickly saw to the removal of her jeans and my own trousers. I inspected her black thong and felt my cock jump at the thought of what lay inside. I reached out and began to pull the thong down her legs, feeling the dampness as I did so. The removal of her thong revealed her young, and shaven pussy. I eyed the sight with awe and took it all in, this would be one to remember, I told myself. When her thong was removed Laura threw her head back and waited patiently, unsure of what I was going to do. I leant forward and began to kiss the lips of her pussy. This immediately incited groans to be uttered above me. The sound of pleasure spurred me on and I worked harder and harder, licking and kissing her pussy until I felt her whole body shudder as she came. “Oh my!” She exclaimed.

As she recovered from her orgasm I reached for my wallet and pulled out a condom I kept in there in case it was ever needed. Laura watched me open the packet and roll the condom down my long shaft. I looked at her and smiled.
”You sure about this?” I asked. She nodded and watched as I approached her, levelling my cock and aiming for her tight slit. The tip of my tool waited outside her entrance, teasing her. After a few more seconds of teasing I slowly eased my cock into her. She immediately yelped and I checked myself, “Are you ok?” I asked. She nodded and I began to carry on. Ever so slowly I managed to push all seven inches inside of her and then after a slight pause I began to slowly move back and forth. The feeling was immense, she was so tight! I eventually began to pick up the pace and as I did Laura began groaning louder and louder until she was shrieking with joy. I pumped on and on, and though checking myself a few times so that I did not come too early, I managed to keep up a steady pace. It was not long before Laura began to come and as soon as I felt her tense and shudder I pushed forward and shot my loud, groaning as I did.

We collapsed in eachother’s arms and it was there we remained until Laura told me that her parents would be returning home soon. We repeated our meeting up as often as we could, but eventually we went our own separate ways and saw less of eachother as time went on. Â



The Ceremony

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The Ceremony

 

I often wondered whether the mosquitos, the mud, the heat, and the constant sweat were worth it. My fourth trip into the jungle was unlike any of the others. Six days in a canoe eating stale food that smelled like rotting fish and tasted even worse, and I felt I was no closer to achieving my objective than when I first arrived in Brazil.

 

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rgin: 0in 0in 0pt">My quest was to find and take samples of what native tribes called Punali. Rumors, legends, and several testimonials I had heard on my previous expedition were enough for my company to invest in a search for the elusive, and possibly mythical, leaves from which the jungle medicine is derived. The only place in the rain forest to find them, I had been told, was deep in the interior at the village of a mysterious tribe called the Unomo. Supposedly, they guarded the plants so religiously that only a hand full of people had ever even seen them, let alone taken the “potion,” as it is referred to.

 

If the descriptions of the miraculous properties of Punali were in the least accurate, it could lead to the development of drugs which could cure, or at least control, any number of nervous system disorders from which millions of people suffer worldwide. As a research botanist specializing in herbal compounds, I felt I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to venture back into the jungle to try to obtain samples of what could be such a valuable discovery.

 

I was accompanied by three very able-bodied, although less than talkative natives. Jose, who had assisted me on two other journeys, was truly a remarkable man. He had a grasp of nearly every tribal language and dialect we had encountered. In fact, he was probably weakest in his mastery of English. He also had an uncanny ability to know where he was in the dense vegetation that seemed to go on and on with no end. I was lucky to have an idea of which direction the canoe was heading.

 

Pico and Leti were along for muscle. Jose had hired them on his own; having been acquainted with them for several years. I could only speak to them through Jose and, by and large, they had little to say anyway. They carried our supplies and my equipment and kept the canoe moving through the murky, brown waters of the narrow tributaries we were navigating.

 

We were probably two hundred miles or so south of the equator, gliding smoothly south, I assumed, on the surface of a narrow river. I had long ago stopped noticing my own body odor, or that of my companions, after so many days of constant perspiration. We didn’t dare bathe in the water because of the plethora of critters which would feast on us, or enter our bodies through any orifice they could penetrate and eat their way out again.

 

The river narrowed even more, and we found ourselves under a thick canopy of leaves from the trees that lined the bank. At least we were out of the incessant sun which burned down on us more than sixteen hours each day.

 

“This all new,” Jose commented, glancing slowly from side to side with his dark, deep-set eyes.

 

He inhaled deeply as if he were trying to smell our location. He thrust his chin out and furrowed his heavy brow. His sudden attitude of concern was beginning to worry me.

 

“This all new,” he repeated.

 

Jose arose carefully and silently in the canoe. As he peered into the overgrowth of vegetation, Pico turned to him and said something I, of course, did not understand. Jose flashed his eyes at him and grunted, obviously signaling him to be silent.

 

Slowly, Jose raised his right arm above his shoulder. Then, with the speed of a catapult, it shot down, his index finger extended to point toward the jungle.

 

“Somebody.” His whisper was barely audible. “Unomo,” he said as quietly as possible.

 

We stayed motionless, like we were frozen. When Jose uttered another unintelligible word, Pico and Leti pulled their oars from the water. It didn’t appear that Jose blinked his eyes, he only stared at the spot that had drawn his attention. After what seemed like fifteen minutes, Jose suddenly opened his mouth and called to the bank.

 

“Bulicai! Bulicai!” The volume of his cry caused the din of bird and insect noises to silence momentarily.

 

We waited another few minutes, and Jose made the identical call to the bank. I nearly jumped into the water when we heard the response.

 

“Bulicai yento cot!” The voice was high-pitched and sounded urgent.

 

“We scare them,” Jose whispered. “Stand.” I did as he said. With a word to our companions, they did as well. “We no be scared. We be scared, we maybe be dead.”

 

Several different voices from unseen mouths began chanting. “Bulicai yento cot, bulicai.” Stopping abruptly, the echo of the cries reverberated in the trees.

 

Jose turned his head and looked at us. “Do like me,” he said. He raised his arms above his head, spread his fingers wide apart, and yelled in a forceful baritone, “Bulicai!”

 

With no detectable movement of the foliage, as if they had emerged through green fog, warriors appeared on the river bank. There must have been fifty of them, each on holding a spear. They were short in stature, but their muscles were finely developed.

 

As Jose continued to let loose a barrage of words, it seemed from the warriors’ expressions that they either didn’t understand him or were cautiously considering what he told them. I had a sinking feeling of helplessness. There was no was to escape their spears if they chose to throw them. Our rifles, at our feet in the canoe, might as well have been a mile away.

 

“Yento cot,” one of the warriors cried. “Adobo! Adobo!”

 

“Bulicai,” Jose bellowed. “Cot adobo!”

 

One of the men in the middle of the string of warriors lowered his spear. As he did so, his comrades did likewise. “Buleto, bulicai,” the apparent leader called.

 

“We live,” Jose sighed. Lowering himself to sit in the canoe he added, “For now.”

 

Pico and Leti paddled slowly to the bank. They did not look happy at all. I knew I wasn’t. We were farther from civilization than any of us had ever been and we were at the mercy of a tribe that was virtually unknown outside this region.

 

The Unomo warriors wore brightly colored feathers in their coal black hair. As we came closer, I saw that all were at least a foot shorter than us. However, their physiques were perfectly proportioned.

 

When we reached the bank, it was obvious that our captors were fascinated by me. They had probably never before seen a person with light brown hair and pink skin whose size dwarfed them. Strangely, they did not seem to fear me. It was wonder and awe I saw in their eyes; as if they were actually happy I had arrived.

 

Suddenly, a disturbing thought entered my mind. Although I had never heard any documention of the practice in the Brazilian jungle, it was not beyond the realm of possibility that the Unomo, so isolated and obscure, were cannibals. Could they be evaluating me as a feast that would feed their entire village?

 

With the canoe lashed to a tree, Pico and Leti unloaded the box which contained my equipment. Having done so, Leti stepped back into the canoe, retrieved our rifles, and handed them out. There was no response at all from the natives. I surmised that they had no idea of the purpose of the guns.

 

The pace they set as we marched through the nearly impassable flora was tiring. Within a mile of the river, we were walking gradually uphill. When we reached the top, I couldn’t believe my eyes. The village was constructed on a wide, vast plateau. Hundreds of small structures surrounded three large central buildings. It was the most elaborate and sophisticated jungle community I had ever seen.

 

A small crowd of Unomo had gathered to investigate their visitors. Like the warriors, they were small in stature. What immediately caught my eye was a group of young women, or possibly girls, who were standing together in a corner of the concourse of buildings. They were barely four feet tall, but their physical characteristics were stunningly attractive.

 

Wearing only skirts around their waists, which extended to the middle of their thighs, and beaded necklaces, nearly all of their shapely bodies were open to my view. One of them was exceptionally alluring. Although somewhat smaller than the other girls, she had voluptuous breasts, an extremely narrow waist, and lean, sculptured legs. Her eyes locked onto mine as I gazed at her. She lowered her pretty head and peered provocatively at me from under long, ebony eye lashes.      

 

We were led to the entrance of the largest building. Two warriors went inside while we continued to be scrutinized by the Unomo populace. Within minutes, one warrior returned and spoke to Jose.

 

“We talk to chief,” Jose said to me.

 

With a wave of his hand, the warrior motioned us into the building. A skinny, withering old man arose from his seat on a carved, wooded stool. He approached me, paying no attention to my companions, and stopped inches away. He gazed at me intently from head to toe. I towered over him by at least two feet.

 

“Bulicai?” He asked, staring intently into my eyes.

 

Jose didn’t speak. I assumed from the interchange at the river that the word indicated “friend.”

 

“Bulicai,” I responded, doing my best to mimic the word.

 

Apparently satisfied that I was sincere, the old chief walked around me slowly. When he faced me again, he raised a frail hand and squeezed my upper arm.

 

“Bulicai!” The tone of his voice indicated that he had confirmed my status – whatever that might be. Glancing at my equipment box, he spoke to Jose.

 

“He want know what box do, Jose said.

 

“Go ahead and tell him.”

 

“No words to tell Unomo.”

 

“Tell him I use the boxes to find medicine to heal sickness.”

 

Jose was momentarily bewildered. He paused, then began to speak to the old man. He used hand gestures in an attempt to give an explanation. The only word I recognized was Punali.

 

“Dutera Punali,” the old man said to me, raising his eyebrows in a quizzical expression.

 

“He say you get Punali.”

 

I was shocked. I never dreamed it would be this easy. I expected some hesitation on his part to even discuss Punali, let alone allow me immediate access to it.

 

“What’s their word for thank you,” I asked Jose. Before he could reply, the old man droned on in what sounded to me to be a rambling monologue.

 

“He say you get Punali after ceremony,” Jose told me when the oration was ended. “He say ceremony first, then you get.” It was obviously my imagination, but Jose suddenly looked as white as a ghost. “He say Unomo need…”

 

“Unomo need what?” I asked.

 

“Hard to say words,” Jose said. He looked at me with what might have been pity in his eyes. “Unomo need… words hard. Blood, life, Jose not sure. He say you strong, you smart. Unomo need you. You give to Unomo at ceremony.”

 

As Jose spoke, I began to tremble. Thoughts flashed through my mind with the speed of lightning. Was I to be sacrificed? How could I get Punali after giving my life? It didn’t make any sense.

 

Jose had an ominous look on his face as he said, “Chief say you need sleep. Ceremony go all night. You sleep now.”

 

With that, the old man called to the warrior. I was ushered out to one of the smaller buildings. It was about twelve feet square. It contained a wooden bench upon which had been placed wooden trays with an assortment of fruits and vegetables. In the center of the room was a cot made from reeds woven around branches and covered with animal skins.

 

As the warrior left, he motioned graciously to the feast that had been prepared for me. Initially, I had no appetite, wondering if this might be my last meal. I was so tired from the day’s events that I couldn’t seem to think straight. There was no logic in the old man’s promise. Either that or Jose’s limited knowledge of the dialect allowed him to provide me with only a cryptic understanding of what had been said.

 

In any event, my state of mind was not helping. Although escape may not be possible, I would have a better chance if I were refreshed. I went to the bench and ate several pieces of fruit, then I reclined to at least attempt to rest.

 

I was awakened by the sound of the old man’s voice. I opened my eyes to find that the room was illuminated only by the flames from small torches at each corner. The chief wore a cape adorned by colorful feathers. He began to speak words I could not begin to comprehend.

 

I sat on the edge of the cot and listed to his soft, low voice. Suddenly, I recognized a word: Punali. From the waist of his skirt, he produced a small pouch and held it out to me. I grasped it and realized it was the bladder of a small animal filled with liquid.

 

“Punali,” he said slowly. He motioned with his hand that he was holding an invisible object to his mouth; urging me to drink from the bladder. He pinched the tip and removed a leather lace that had sealed the liquid in.

 

Reluctantly, I took a drink. It was a milky, gritty mixture with a sharp, acidic flavor. I pulled it away from my mouth and grimaced.

 

“Punali,” he said again, and pushed the bladder toward my mouth.

 

I opened my throat and dumped the vile contents down it; attempting to avoid any contact with my tongue. Nevertheless, the horrible taste made me shiver.

 

The feeble tribal leader placed his hand on my forehead and chanted in a low monotone. Ever so gently, he pushed me back until I was lying on the cot.

 

“Pado, bulicai,” he said, then turned and left the room.

 

I waited to die. I expected to die–to never see my wife and children again. Then, almost imperceptibly, the effects of the medicine came on slowly. The first sensation was that the reflections of the flickering flames were dancing on the thatched ceiling. I studied them; picking out shapes of birds, flowers, and animals.

 

Gradually, I felt extremely lucid. I felt as if this were the first time in my life that I had ever had truly clear thoughts. I felt energetic. I wanted to do something: to run, jump, swim. All of the fatigue I had felt earlier in the day had vanished.

 

From the corner of my eye I saw movement as someone entered the room. She was carrying a large wooden bowl. She was naked from the waist up and she was beautiful. I couldn’t tell if she was one of the young women I had seen in the village square. She was small, as everyone in the village, but not squat and round like most of the women who are native to tribes in the Amazon jungles.

 

White feathers and white flowers were woven into straight, shimmering black hair which flowed down from her head to just above her shoulders. Her almond shaped eyes and flat nose made her look like a Polynesian princess. But her flawless skin, which shined like black velvet in the dim light, was much darker.

 

Without saying a word, she put the bowl down on the floor next to the cot. The aroma of the sweet-smelling liquid in the bowl began to fill the room. She dropped gracefully to her knees and grasped the collar of my shirt. Her confused expression let me know she had never seen one before. She fumbled with the top button, becoming frustrated that she could not get it out of the hole.

 

Her reason for wanting to remove my shirt was a mystery, but I had no inclination to resist. I reached up and slowly undid the button as she keenly studied the movements of my fingers. She immediately comprehended the procedure and, with some difficulty, removed the remaining buttons. It was strange, but my feelings of fear were gone. I sensed that she wasn’t there to murder me, even though I spied a small dagger, carved from either shell or bone, tucked in the waistband of her skirt.

 

Once my shirt was loose, I raised my torso and allowed her to remove it from my arms. That done, she focused her attention to the buckle on my belt. It was obvious she was pondering how to manipulate it. I decided to see how long it would take her to find the solution to the puzzle. Before she touched it, she gazed at it from several angles. In an impressive performance, she was able to unbuckle my belt and even unsnap my trousers.

 

As she was staring at my zipper with an inquisitive look, another young woman entered who, like my current companion, was carrying a wooden bowl. She was even smaller, but by far more attractive. Her perfect white teeth glistened like polished pearls. White feathers and flowers also adorned her lovely head. She set her bowl on the ground and knelt behind my head.

 

The girl undressing me finally looked at me and shook her head from side to side. Assuming she was stymied by the zipper, I slid it down for her. She grasped the trousers and pulled them down to my ankles, unable to get them over my boots. Realizing this, I untied them and pulled them off. As soon as I did, I felt her tiny hands on my shoulders beckoning me to lie back on the cot. My personal valet wasted no time in removing my pants and sweat soaked socks. 

 

I knew what was happening was highly unusual, but I had no sense of danger or apprehension. Because of the Punali, obviously, I was willing to let these young women do whatever it was that they were sent to accomplish.

 

Suddenly, two more young women, white feathers and flowers in their hair, entered carrying bowls. They appeared to be identical twins and they were breathtaking. It was difficult to judge the age of my visitors, but the twins seemed exceptionally young and vibrant. A little taller than the other two, possibly nearly five feet, their slender bodies were blessed with tantalizingly plump, round breasts. They paused momentarily, and it was obvious they were fascinated either with my underpants or what was beginning to bulge inside them.

 

As the twins set their bowls down and knelt on either side of me, Number One, I decided to call her, grasped the waistband of my shorts and pulled them slowly over my hips, down my legs, and off my feet. The twin on my left let out a muted gasp when my semi-erect organ was exposed. I assumed that, not only had they not seen a circumcised penis, they may never have seen one of such size. For that matter, considering their youth, they may never have seen one before at all.

 

White motioned that she wanted me to roll over. Once I had done so, each of the girls produced a small piece of animal fur. After dipping the furs into their bowls, they began to wash me. I guessed that the cool liquid was water that had been scented with herbs or flowers. The fur was incredibly soft; possibly chinchilla. Whatever it was, the feeling against my skin was heavenly.

 

I tried to tell myself that this was most likely not meant to be a sexual rite. The last thing I wanted to do was commit a social taboo which might get me into a worse situation. But, my body had its own interpretation. One of the effects of the Punali was to heighten every sensation. Having four attractive, nearly naked, young maidens stroking me was causing my cock to expand no matter how much I consciously tried to prevent it.

 

As the twins washed my back, Number One cleansed my legs in long, slow, swipes. The second girl, Pearl I decided to name her because of her amazing teeth, attended to my hair, neck and shoulders. I was able to relax and enjoy the attention, especially when Number One and the twins went to work on my buttocks.

 

When they stopped, I assumed it was time to roll over. My cock was fully erect as I maneuvered onto my back. I heard a moan from one of the twins and a hushed sigh from Number One when they saw my organ. No amount of willpower could have kept me from becoming excited under these extraordinary circumstances.

 

The girls’ motions seemed to become more sensual as they began to wash me again. The girl at my head washed my face and ears and was working on my neck and shoulders. The twins tended to my arms, chest, stomach, and abdomen. At the same time, Number One started at my feet and worked her way up my calves and thighs. My cock was fully engorged and solid; standing tall and proud. Although they tried to hide it, it was obvious they took every opportunity to steal glances at it.  

 

Spreading my legs and lifting them, Number One washed the crack between my buttocks just as the twins’ four hands converged on my pubic area. My erection throbbed when I felt the soft fur glide over my perineum and reach my scrotum. While one twin massaged my shaft, the other gently swabbed the head.

 

Their lovely bodies were so small that it appeared my cock was as thick and long as their forearms. I watched in awe for the next several minutes as they diligently cleaned me with the luxuriously soft furs; never letting their hands actually touch my skin.

 

Suddenly, the bath was finished. They placed their furs in the bowls, and I expected them to leave. Happily, I was wrong. They sat back on their legs, placed their hands in their laps, and lowered their heads.

 

One of the twins spoke as if beckoning someone. Within seconds, another young woman entered the room. She was even more lovely that my four attendants. Barely more than four feet tall, her body was that of a Goddess in miniature. She wore nothing but red flowers and red feathers that had been woven into her hair, and several necklaces of red beads and shells dangling from her supple neck. The reflections from the torches gave her eyes, dark and fascinating, an exotic aura.

 

My cock stiffened even more as I gazed upon the new arrival. She could easily have had her photograph featured in travel brochures designed to lure men on Caribbean cruises in the hope of encountering tropical beauties. However, she was far too young to be the subject of such an advertisement. She stopped near the cot and stood with perfect posture.

 

“Alamadi,” she said softly as she looked into my eyes. She glanced briefly at my organ and her eyes opened wide. I am by no means exceptionally endowed. My cock is probably average for my six foot height. But, in relation to her tiny body, I seemed utterly huge.

 

She dropped to her knees and took it in her hands. She ran them gently over it; as if measuring me. Ever so slowly she lowered her gorgeous ebony face until her brown lips were poised just above it. She flicked her tongue out and licked the tip, then backed away a few inches drawing a glistening strand of saliva which trailed to her lips until it snapped.

 

“Alamadi,” she said again with an intriguing smile on her face. The tone of her voice indicated she was satisfied with my size and taste. She placed her lips on me again and began to nurse me. She drew more and more of me into her warm mouth as I listened to the erotic sound of the wet friction of her lips.

 

I was in awe. I watched as her small jaws opened wide and her delicate cheeks stretched and contorted to accommodate what to her must have been an impossibly massive organ. She plunged her head up and down; sucking in more and more of me each time. Provocative moans emanated from her nasal passages.

 

Eventually, her sweet lips were sliding over nearly half of my length. The twins began to lick and tongue my ears as I reached down and caressed the back of Red’s lovely head as it bobbed up and down.

 

She was bringing me to the edge of climax. I felt a rapturous, growing tension between my legs which slowly radiated throughout my body. Just as I was about to urge her to stop, she raised her mouth off of me. She arose and climbed onto the cot; straddling my hips. I could see the dark brown lips of her pussy were spread wide open, protruding through her ebony pubic hair, displaying a hint of their pink interior.

 

My drug laden mind was racing. It was obviously her intention to mate with me, but I had no idea why. Was this incredible scene just a vision induced by the Punali? If it was, it was incredibly real.

 

She raised up and held my shaft to her opening with her tiny hand. Gently, she lowered her narrow hips until her vulva made contact. She was so small and tight that it felt like there was no opening to penetrate; only a soft, slippery indentation. She repeated her attempt several times until I felt the tip of my cock slip into her. Once we were coupled, she collapsed onto my chest, reached up, wrapped her slender arms around my neck, and crushed her petite breasts against my lower chest.

 

I grasped her hips and helped her push down; forcing myself farther into her. The tight tissues of her vagina seemed to relax and expand to accommodate me each time she’d thrust downward. It was a fantastic sensation to feel her tiny body gradually yielding to me.

 

I felt a soft obstruction against the head of my cock. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise to me that Red was a virgin. I stopped pushing and allowed her to control the force and depth of penetration. She squealed in pain as she lunged against me. I felt her hymen flexing and giving way to my intrusion.

 

With an energetic thrust and whimper of pain, she forced me into her. When her membrane ripped, I slid another few inches into her deliciously tight, smooth, unexplored duct. After a few more strokes, she managed to take more than half of me into her. She was grunting each time she plunged down. Her hot breath was moistening my chest.

 

I placed my hands on her slim back and applied more and more pressure to drive her down on me until she cried out in orgasmic ecstasy. She writhed and bucked almost uncontrollably. Raising her head, she gazed into my eyes. Her mouth was open wide and she screamed with every breath.

 

Throughout her orgasm, I continued to take the initiative. Overcome with lust, I used my strength to propel her diminutive body up and down on me. I suddenly felt two mouths licking and tonguing the insides of my thighs. I drove deeper and faster into her until her vulva was close against me; my entire length throbbing inside the tender, narrow sheath that engulfed it.

 

She placed her hands on my chest and arose until she sat astride me. Her dreamy, teary, half-closed eyes showed that the pain of losing her virginity had been replaced by the luminous glow of euphoria. She moaned with every breath and rocked her pelvis in circles to grind her clitoris against mine.

 

She placed her hands against her stomach and muttered something. She was apparently showing me where she felt my cock deep inside her. Watching her dance on me, I took her breast in my hands. They were exquisitely firm and round. Her nipples were elongated and had stiffened as a result of her excitement.

 

“Oh! Deolo! Deolo!” she screamed as another orgasm, much more potent than her first, overtook her. I felt the muscles in her vagina rippling against my cock. “Ohhhh, deolo!!” she continued to cry; throwing her head back and forth wantonly.

 

I grasped her slim waist with my hands and lifted her up and down in quick, powerful jerks. The sight of my cock sliding into her minute frame was astonishing. I savored the physical and mental rush of having her vaginal essence stimulate me.

 

The pitch of her screams fell several octaves until low groans of satisfaction resonated from her lungs. She raised her hands and combed her fingers through her long hair as it bounced wildly around her shoulders. She was totally lost in passionate release.

 

A tingling sensation fluttered just behind my scrotum and rapidly washed through my entire pubic region. Watching Red bounce on me and feeling the mouths of two of the girls on my upper thighs, I grunted as I felt the muscles surrounding my prostate clinch like a boxer’s fist.

 

An enormous stream of semen shot through my cock. Another followed, and several more rushed through me into her hot cavity. Each one brought so much intense pleasure that it was almost too much to endure. One sure thing could be said for Punali: it increased sexual pleasure to an astounding level.

 

Red must have felt the hot liquid spew into her. A smile of deep satisfaction graced her lips and she swiveled her hips provocatively as I filled her. When I had finished, she fell limp against my chest, panting and moaning.

 

Within seconds, she rolled off of me. Immediately my four attendants were at my side again and began to wash me with the soft furs. I remained still, catching my breath, and allowed them to soothe me. When one of the twins swabbed my cock, I realized, miraculously, that it was still rock hard: apparently another effect to be attributed to the phenomenal potion I had ingested.

 

I noticed that the other girls had removed their skirts and were naked except for their feathers and jewelry. They quickly dispatched the furs to the bowls and began sliding their velvety soft, small hands over my skin. With feathery lightness, they fondled and petted me.

 

The twin on my left opened her mouth and placed it on my chest. Moving her lips as if she were imitating a fish and licking slowly with her tongue, she explored the surface of my body. Within seconds, the other three girls’ mouths were on me as well. Eight hands and four mouths were causing erotic sensations that I had never dreamed possible.

 

Seeing no reason to restrain my continuing desire, I reached over and stroked the smooth, firm hip of one twin while my other hand ran up the warm inner thigh of her sister. She spread her legs farther apart and nestled her hips down toward my fingers as if seeking them out.

 

The twins kept moving their wet lips lower across my abdomen as the other girls sucked and nibbled up my thighs. My cock was throbbing with the anticipation of their lips converging on it at the same time. I slid my hand further up the twin’s leg until I encountered her slippery slit. She sighed and rocked her dainty hips; pushing her pussy down so that my fingers were rubbing against the incredibly delicate tissue of her clitoris.

 

I felt a pair of soft lips close around my left ball as I watched one of the twins wrap hers around the head of my organ. Another pair of lips engulfed my other ball as the other twin began running her mouth up and down the upper quarter of my shaft.      

 

Their tender tongues, mouths, and lips swirled on my flesh. I was surprised that the barrage of stimulation I was receiving didn’t push me to immediate release. Although their techniques were somewhat peculiar and primitive, they were undoubtedly doing their best to impress me with their talents.

 

I heard one of the twins mutter something as she released my pulsing cock. White arouse and stood next to me. The lean, black skin of her naked body looked as smooth and firm as fine, polished ebony. Her legs, which had been covered by the skirt, were longer and shapelier than the others’. I stared hungrily at her; elated that she was apparently to be my second virgin of the night.

 

When she approached closer, I took her arm and pulled her toward me. Placing my hand at the back of her lovely little head, I kissed her luscious lips. She recoiled immediately and gave me a strange, puzzled look. It was possible that the Unomo were not familiar with that form of intimacy. Nevertheless, I pulled her to me again and held her while I explored the warm interior of her mouth with my tongue. Eventually, she began to suck it almost in unison with the mouths working on my cock and balls.

 

When our lips parted, she dropped to her knees and ran her mouth down my chest and over my belly. The other three girls reluctantly moved to my scrotum to allow White unfettered access. As she moved her head toward it, I had an irresistible urge to taste the sweetness of her young, virgin pussy.

 

Leaning nearly off the cot, I grabbed her thighs and lifted her over me. I pulled her hips back until her small opening was only inches above my face. Her dark, charcoal lips were splayed open to reveal the delicious entrance to her untouched canal. Her scent was a combination of the familiar feminine aroma and the herbs that of the water she had used to bathe me.

 

When I licked her soft, silky slit, she moaned and I felt her muscles clinch in response. I bent my knees and arched my hips toward her waiting mouth; then felt her wet lips encircle me as I lapped at her tiny pussy. When I stroked her clitoris with my tongue, it was as if I had flipped on a switch inside her. Her entire body began to undulate like a wriggling snake.

 

I could feel her forcing her mouth over my cock and consuming more and more of it as her head swung up and down. Her squeals and cries of pleasure filled the hut. I was sure that most of the villagers must have been able to hear her expressing her uninhibited appreciation of my efforts.

 

I wrapped my lips around her clitoris and drew it into my mouth. She pulled her head off my cock and erupted in a ferocious, unrelenting climax. She howled at the top of her lungs like a wild animal. Her body shuddered and trembled violently. Her reaction was so fervent that I was consumed with an overwhelming desire to be buried deep inside her the next time she came.

 

Before her orgasm had fully ebbed, I picked her up, turned her around, and cradled her in my arms. She might have weighed ninety pounds at the most. I dropped to my knees and laid her on her back on the cot. Her legs automatically spread open wide to invite me into her.

 

One of the twins moved to my side and grasped my organ in her hand. As I moved forward, she deftly guided it between White’s slick labia. Aware of the tremendous size difference, I was careful to go slowly; repressing my urge to drive into her in one powerful, satisfying plunge.

 

“Alimadi,” she whispered through her pants for air, “alimadi.”

 

I moved into her less than an inch or so, very gently, then retreated. I pushed again and penetrated a few more inches. I continued to make progress and tried to calculate each stroke to minimize any discomfort she might feel. Her fragile tube was deliciously wet from the combination of my saliva and her own lubrication, but it was still a remarkably snug fit.

 

I had managed to squeeze nearly half my penis into her when, surprisingly, she wrapped her slender calves around my hips and, with a guttural groan from her throat, pulled me much deeper that I had thought possible at that point. The twin removed her hand from me as I withdrew and sank deeper still with my next thrust.

 

One of the twins moved behind me, reclined on her back on the floor, and I felt her warm mouth and tongue at the base of my scrotum. She rocked her head back and forth to match the rhythm of my thrusting hips. That was all I could take. With my next stroke, I sank completely into White’s hot duct.

 

“Alimadi! Alimadi, te deolo, te deolo!” she screamed with abandon.

 

I grabbed her ankles in each hand and held them in the air, straightening her legs, as I pummeled her with hard, fast, deep strokes. Her compact, internal textures felt heavenly against the taut skin of my cock. The sensation was incredible. She was so tight that I could feel the suction each time I withdrew for another plunge.

 

White thrashed and twisted; accentuating the elegant contact between us. Her lips were extended to form a small circle as she breathed heavily through her mouth. As I stared into her eyes, they suddenly opened wide. It was obvious that she was close to the edge.

 

She inhaled and seemed to stop breathing entirely for a few seconds, then she exhaled forcefully with a guttural moan vibrating from deep within her chest as she exploded for the second time. For the next minute or so, she continued to moan as her body shook and trembled.

 

“Deolooooo, deoloooo,” she cried over and over.

 

Rivers of sweat were running off me, but I maintained the speed and intensity of my movements in and out of her writhing young body. I felt an awesome pressure building inside me; like hot lava bubbling and churning in the caverns of a volcano. Releasing her left ankle, I placed my hand between her legs. Finding her clitoris, I massaged it in quick, small circles with my fingers.

 

In only a few seconds, White responded with another screaming, powerful orgasm. I slid my hand back to her ankle again and forced my cock in and out of her violently. She yelled with each breath and raised her hips off the cot driving her vulva against me.

 

I felt a huge, gratifying clot of come rocket through my urethra. It was followed by countless aftershocks. My climax was so complete that it felt like the spurts of searing liquid would never end. White seemed to have reached some orgasmic plateau. She wailed and howled uncontrollably while she bounced up and down and back and forth under me.

 

When the potency of the flow from my cock had diminished, I was spent. I pressed close to White and enjoyed the sublime feeling of her contractions as her bliss subsided. I pulled out of her and wanted only to lie down and rest. I stumbled onto the cot and reclined. As soon as I did, my remaining three groomers were bathing me with their cool, wet furs. I closed my eyes and relaxed in the high of afterglow. My mind wandered. Still feeling more alert than I ever had, I pondered the situation. Was this ceremony the Unomo way of giving a victim his last lustful fulfillment before some gruesome execution?

 

I had regained my breath and had begun to relax when I felt the furs gently massaging my penis. It was incredible, but they had managed to coax me to a solid erection again in a matter of minutes. Soon, I felt the tender warmth of mouths on my scrotum and a hungry mouth nursing my cock.

 

Whatever marvelous stories had been told about the medicinal wonder of Punali, they paled in comparison to the tremendous aphrodisiac effects it bestowed. I found myself rocking my hips in cadence with lips that were sucking me. My fatigue had evaporated, and I was pondering how greedily satisfying it would be to have the twins take turns riding me.

 

My thoughts were interrupted when one of the twins spoke. Pearl, her flashing white teeth framed by a wide smile, arose and approached me. I realized then that she was the gorgeous maiden that was staring at me earlier in the center of the village.

 

The sultry look in her eyes told me that she had waited patiently to be mine. “Alimadi,” she cooed softly with a hint of doubt in her soprano voice.

 

I had no idea of the literal interpretation of the word she and the others had used, but I knew exactly what she had in mind. The mental image of burying myself in her virgin body caused my penis to palpate involuntarily between the mouths of the twins who were working in unison to keep me hard.

 

“Alimadi,” I replied, “you are absolutely ravishing. It will be my honor and pleasure to be your first lover.”

 

With her full lips and turned-up nose, she was by far the most beautiful of the girls sent to me and also the smallest: barely half my height. Her build, though, was amazing: angular shoulders and slim arms; pert, round breasts with long, erect nipples that begged to be sucked; a waist as slim as my upper thigh; and smooth hips that curved into enticingly shaped legs.

 

She kneeled next to me, and I laced my fingers through her soft, black hair. She lowered her head, placed her mouth on my right nipple, and teased it with her tongue. The thought crept into my head that, although these young girls didn’t know how to kiss, their knowledge of the masculine erogenous zones, and what to instinctively do with them, was vast.

 

Gradually, Pearl trailed her wet lips down my body. As the twins moved away, she nestled herself between my legs. With her stunning face just an inch from my cock, she gazed into my eyes. She ran her tongue back and forth between her lips to wet them, and ogled my member with an intriguing expression of worship and awe.

 

Slowly, she opened her beautiful mouth. Never taking her eyes from mine, she lowered her succulent lips over my cock. She swallowed nearly half of it in one thrilling gulp. I don’t know whether she had had practice, but her technique was remarkable. As she continued to fellate me, the twins moved higher and nibbled on my neck and chest. I showed them my appreciation by snuggling my hands between their legs and fondling their quivering love buttons.

 

It seemed impossible, but Pearl eventually took nearly all of my erection into her mouth and throat. She seemed to have become preoccupied with the singular purpose of giving me the utmost pleasure from her oral talents. In any other circumstances, I would probably have shot my come into her mouth within a few seconds. But, the sight of my cock disappearing into her gorgeous little face, coupled with the twins’ mouths caressing me, was so exhilarating that I wanted it to go on forever.

 

The twin on my right suddenly let out a yelp of pleasure and bit down harder on my nipple. She ground her pussy against my hand and rocked her hips feverishly as an orgasm ripped through her. Pearl’s eyebrows furrowed as she watch the other girl enjoying a climax; either angered or jealous that I had given my attention to someone else.

 

I removed my hands from the wet pussies I had been massaging. My fingers were coated with feminine lubrication but there was no means of wiping them off. Cradling Pearl’s head, I signaled her to release me from her mouth. She arose to mount me; reaching between her legs to aim me toward her virgin target.

 

Just before she lowered herself to envelope me, I grasped her thighs and pulled her higher. Her open pussy lips slid up my torso leaving a stripe of her wetness on my stomach and chest. I immediately felt the twins dive between my legs and resume their oral activity. Tugging harder, Pearl finally realized what I wanted. Placing her knees at either side of my head, she crouched over me.

 

I raised my arms and cupped her breasts as her sweet smelling labia hovered just above my mouth. Her lips were spread like the wings of a glorious pink butterfly and glistened with her appetizing natural moisture. She slowly bent her knees, and I extended my tongue to meet her delicious tenderness.

 

She had only a wisp of soft, black pubic hair. Not only was she quite small, but likely the youngest of my consorts. I didn’t try to guess her age and put the issue out of my mind. I was in the land of the Unomo, under the influence of a powerful drug, and relishing the opportunity to partake of her youthful body.

 

My mouth flowed over her delectable tissues and explored every intimate detail. Muted sighs were her only reactions to my efforts until I slowly licked her clitoris. She moaned heavily and began to undulate her hips in short, quivering arcs. As I licked it, I could feel it expand and extend farther and farther from under its protective flap. Within minutes, it became rigid and seemed to throb in reaction to my touch.

 

I wrapped my lips around it and sucked it as if it were a straw in a glass and at the same time used my tongue to lightly stimulate the very tip. I could feel her nipples dilate between my fingers.

 

“Oto, le deolo,” she whispered, her voice sounding as if she were pleading for me to do something.

 

“Oto. Oto, le deolo,” she said again, much louder this time.

 

With a smacking sound I released my lips from her. I flattened my tongue and moved it rapidly but gently over and around her engorged bud. The movements of her hips became more deliberate. A split second later, she climaxed with a heaving sigh that sounded as if she had expelled every molecule of oxygen from her lungs.      

 

“Ara ti le deolo,” she cried and placed her hands on the top of my head and tried to direct me to exactly where she wanted. Her body writhed and her breasts heaved with deep breaths as I held them snugly in my hands. 

 

Once her animated response had subsided, she slid off my face and down my body until I felt her tingling, wet pussy touch the tip of my cock. Resting her chin on my chest, she peered up at me and said something in a soft whisper. Once she positioned her opening directly above me, she began to swivel her hips lasciviously. I slid my hands down her back, savoring the smooth curves of her waist, and grabbed the cheeks of her ass tightly.

 

I pushed her down onto me and felt the twins’ mouths yield to her presence. I entered her slowly by applying constant pressure with both hands. She bared her teeth in a contorted grimace, her nostrils flaring, as I gradually slide into her in one long, slow, stroke.

 

She was much tighter than the previous girls. Her resilient vaginal tissues stretched to conform to the size of the organ that was steadily impaling her. Trembling moans of what sounded like an erotic blend of pain and pleasure reverberated through her nasal passages. With each inch that she took, her moans grew louder and higher in pitch.

 

I raised my hips and added the power of my legs to the force I was exerting on her with my hands. She slowly slid down until I was all the way in her heavenly chasm. The feeling of her internal ridges and dimples palpating on my shaft was utterly divine. She raised her head and arched her back. I noticed tears had begun to drip down her cheeks.

 

Fearing that she was in pain I tried to pull her off me, but she immediately settled back down to surround me with her warmth. The expression of anguish on her face gave the impression that she was straining every muscle in her beautiful, tiny body.

 

“Alimadi,” she hissed, squeezing her eyes closed. “Ara ti le deolo.”

 

As she ground her pubic mound against me, her expression slowly changed. She relaxed briefly as she teetered on the edge, then her mouth and eyes opened and she stared at me in utter disbelief of what she was experiencing. I felt the muscles in her vagina ripple and contract around my cock; beginning at the base, then constricting in steady waves upward over and over.

 

I rocked my hips to accentuate the stimulation of her clitoris. She tilted her head from side to side as if she were completely amazed that she could endure such intense, sustained pleasure. Her seemingly endless internal contractions were driving me crazy. I marveled at the strength of her peristaltic muscles.

 

Without warning, she fell onto my chest again and panted for breath as her spasms began to wane. I lifted her off me until her pussy lips caressed my sensitive foreskin, then forced her down again to feel the silky, fine viscosity of her juices lubricating her tight sheath and soothing my shaft.

 

Once she caught her breath, she began bucking her hips and writhing passionately in perfect rhythm with my upward thrusts. Her uninhibited sexual response was magnificent. She came again and again with increasing intensity. It seemed that the intervals between her orgasms decreased with each succeeding one she experienced until she hung in a suspended state of perpetual orgasmic bliss.

 

Gradually fatigue got the best of her. Her limp body literally slumped against me. I swung my legs over the side of the cot and stood. Holding her with my hands clutching her diminutive buttocks, I pumped her up and down on me and thrust my hips upward until she had yet another climax.

 

I could feel my semen begin to swirl inside me; urgently waiting for its glorious escape. My prostate throbbed as it prepared to act. Tingles of pleasant warmth spread between my legs like pounding music in an overture to orgasm. I closed my eyes and screamed when I began to spray inside her.

 

I felt my come oozing from her and running down over my balls as I began to regain my composure. I realized that had entered a zone of sexual consciousness I had never experienced before. I carefully reclined on the cot again and reveled in the feeling of holding the lovely, young girl whose virginity I had just taken.

 

Pearl raised her head and looked at me. She had a magical, mysterious gleam in her eyes that told me she was every bit as satisfied as I was. She kissed my chest and rolled off the cot to lie on her back on the floor. I glanced down and realized that, for the first time in what seemed like hours, my penis had softened to nearly its usual relaxed size.

 

My eyes fell shut and all I could think of was sleep when I felt two furs again cleansing me with cool, scented water. I had somehow forgotten the twins! As they washed me, I became invigorated. Without opening my eyes, I had visions of the possibilities that awaited me. When the furs reached my cock, it sprang to life again.

 

I heard the furs drop into their bowls and opened my eyes. I spread my legs wide and placed my feet at either side of the cot. The twins didn’t hesitate. They climbed onto the cot and snuggled between my legs. Their tongues darted out of their pretty mouths and they began to lick my cock and balls.

 

I enjoyed their amorous attention while I pondered which one I would pick first, when I had a delightful idea. Taking the arm of the twin on my right, I pulled her toward me. She raised her legs and straddled me with the obvious intention of lowering herself onto my straining organ. To her surprise, I lifted her light body and, somewhat reluctantly, she settled her wet pussy onto my waiting mouth.

 

As I suckled her, I reached out and took her sister’s arm. With no hesitation, she climbed onto me, and I felt her hands on my chest as she plunged onto cock. I concentrated on my oral efforts and passively enjoyed the tight sheath that was slowly surrounding my shaft.

 

I pulled the first twin securely against my face and lapped at her clitoris. I sensed that any disappointment she might have felt had faded away when it started to quiver and vibrate against my tongue. She began to rotate her pelvis faster and faster to increase her stimulation.

 

Both the girls began to squeal with delight as they finally got the chance to use me. I could feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into the second twin as she became accustomed to the feeling of riding me. I brought my feet back onto the cot and bent my knees. I jerked my hips up to meet each of the twin’s diving plunges.

 

The twin kneeling over my face shivered for a few seconds and then emitted a shrill scream of delight as an orgasm swept through her. A split second later, I heard her sister squeal in ecstasy and felt her vaginal muscles relentlessly griping my cock. Their harmonious cries of delight echoed through the hut and I’m sure were heard throughout the village.

 

The next few minutes became a blur of unrestrained orgy. I lifted the twin off my face and sat up. Pulling the other twin off my cock, I positioned them next to each other on the cot. They instinctively spread their thin legs and gazed at me with wanton looks of desire.

 

Dropping to my knees, I approached my final virgin. The other twin gleefully dropped off the cot to her knees beside me, grabbed the shaft, and guided it toward her lovely sister’s gaping lips. I inserted it slowly as the twin moved her hand back and cupped my scrotum in her delicate hand.

 

I was overcome with lust. I paid little attention to minimizing the girl’s discomfort. After only a few thrusts, I was pumping all the way in and out of her. The other twin, unable to hold my balls in that position, moved behind me, reached between my legs, and deftly massaged my perineum while I fucked her sister.

 

The twin on the cot grabbed her legs and held them to her breasts. With a deafening scream, she came hard while I continued to fuck her. Once she had calmed, I grabbed the other girl, placed her on the cot, stepped to my right, and drove all the way inside her. After only several strokes, I felt her tighten and spasm on me.

 

Arising, I had the twins stand, lean over, and place their hands on the cot. Their ass cheeks, about the size of indigo cantaloupes, awaited me. I entered the one on my left as I reached around her to fondle her clitoris. I savored her yielding body for several minutes as she writhed against me. When she came, squealing with rapture, she apparently lost control of her body. I felt several short squirts of warm urine shoot from her-splashing onto my fingers and dripping to the ground.

 

As her body collapsed on the cot, I moved to my right and thrust into her beautiful sister. I grabbed her waist and jerked her back and forth against me. Her supple ass slapped my abdomen as I rammed in and out of her as fast as I could.

 

As I gazed at the awesome sight of my cock sliding into her slim, petite body, she turned her head to stare into my eyes. Her eyes and mouth gaped open in an expression that could have expressed horror or complete amazement. Moments later, the only sounds I could hear were her shrill screams of joy and the soft, slurping of my cock in her pussy, as she erupted in orgasm.

 

I alternated between them for a while, concentrating on maximizing the animal pleasure I was extracting from the twins. Suddenly, as I was inside the one on the left, her sister wrapped her delicate hand around the loose skin of my scrotum just above my balls and began squeezing the connecting tubes and tendrils.

 

Just as her sister began to shudder with another release, she began shaking her hand back and forth causing my balls to be tossed and jostled in their cushioned sack. The combination of stimuli was too much. Streams of come shot through me like bolts of lightning in the night sky, spraying into her womb forcefully until I was delirious with pleasure.

 

I seemed to black out from the intensity of my release, because I suddenly found myself lying on the cool ground on my back. I remained still for what seemed like an eternity. Through my fog of euphoria and fatigue, I could faintly hear heavy breathing. I opened my eyes slowly and saw the other twin lying on her back on the cot. Her legs were spread wide with her knees pulled back against her tiny, blossoming breasts. There was a look of dire need on her beautiful, little face.

 

We stared at each other for a few minutes. I watched as she squirmed provocatively on the cot, offering herself to me, and warmed the entrance to her body with her hands. Although I had nearly lost count of the number of orgasms I’d had, I knew I was being called upon again.

 

Mustering all the Punali-induced strength I had, I arose on my knees next to the cot. Noticing that my erection had not returned, the twin rolled to her side and took me into her mouth. Though the oral artistry I had experienced earlier this night was wonderful, she performed as if her life depended on getting me hard again.

 

She bobbed and twirled her head, flicked her tongue, caressed my balls with her soft fingers, and gave me a blow job beyond compare. Within minutes my organ was fully engorged with blood and I loved every sensation of her wet mouth. I felt some stamina return, and literally dived into her succulent body. She whispered softly into my ear as I pounded in and out of her - craving my own orgasm if only to have an opportunity to rest.

 

Pressing as hard and deep as I could, I rotated my hips to probe every boundary of her sweet, internal softness. Soon, the familiar feeling permeated my groin and, just as I began to empty myself inside her, she exploded. Her body twisted against me like a serpent as I felt my semen pumping out in powerful, blissful spurts.

 

She whispered something to me again and wriggled out from under my body. I slumped onto the cot in exhaustion. It was over. Every muscle in my body was shaking from what seemed like hours of strenuous exertion. My cock was sore and irritated. I was covered with sweat, saliva, semen, and the pungent secretions of my virgin twins. I fell asleep gazing at the flickering candlelight dancing on the ceiling of the hut.

 

I awoke to the feeling of soft, wet furs bathing me. I opened my eyes, squinting to protect them from the bright light of day, to see Number One, Pearl, and the twins kneeling next to the cot. Each smiled at me sweetly as my eyes went from one to the next. There were no flowers in their hair, they were wearing their skirts, and they acted as prim and demure as Catholic school girls.

 

Believe it or not, for a fleeting moment I actually hoped that this was a prelude to another episode of sexual extravaganza. However, although I sensed feelings of admiration and appreciation from them, I got no indication I would receive anything more than a bath.

 

They finished sooner than I wanted. Without any words, they left me alone in the hut. A few minutes later, Number One brought me y clothes, which had obviously been laundered, and placed them at the foot of the cot on which I had ravaged her body last night. She turned to leave, then quickly darted toward me. Leaning down until her face was only inches from mine, she gazed into my eyes for a few seconds.

 

Grasping my flaccid cock with her hand, she whispered, “Ti et goto me deolo,” and placed her soft lips on mine. Flashing a satisfied smile, she arose and left.            

 

I sat up and assumed that I would feel like I had run a marathon. To my surprise, I felt refreshed. All indications of the influence of Punali were gone. My thoughts turned to my hunger when I noticed a new array of food set out on the bench.

 

After dressing, I gorged myself on jungle fruit while I again considered the situation. As I did, it struck me that I did not recall seeing any young children in the village yesterday. It was possible, of course, that they had been hidden away because of intrusion by outsiders. But another realization hit me.

 

Jose interpreted the chief as saying that the Unomo wanted my blood…my life. The only rationale to explain what happened last night was that they wanted me to mate with their healthiest, most attractive, and most fertile virgins. Possibly because of in-breeding in the tribe or some other physiological deficiency, they needed a new source of procreation and saw me as the prime candidate.

 

I had satisfied my appetite when the chief entered. He was carrying a woven basket of brownish leaves. He hobbled toward me, smiling, and extended the basket.

 

“Punali,” he said.

 

I accepted the basket and nodded. He had kept his promise; giving me what I wanted after taking from me what he thought his people needed. “Bulicai,” I said, hoping I was free to go and still considered a “friend.”

 

He ushered me out of the hut into a corner of the village. Pico, Leti, and Jose were there waiting amid a dozen or so warriors. The Unomo men didn’t hide the fact that they wanted us to leave as soon as possible.

 

As we began our trek back to the river, I spotted Pearl standing at the edge of the crowd of gawking villagers. Once again, I noticed that there were no young children to be seen. I gave Pearl a wry grin and winked as I went by. Her teeth sparkled as she mouthed something silently to me and placed her hand flat against her abdomen as if warming a growing seed inside her.

 

To this day I remember the beautiful virgins I took in the jungle. I also sort of regret that I didn’t tell them, or the chief, to be prepared for disappointment. But, I doubt that Jose could have possibly found the right Unomo words to explain that I had had a vasectomy two years ago after my wife gave birth to our second child. But, there is still hope – and possibly unbelievable pleasure for the next adventurer who stumbles onto their remote village.

 

 

 

 

            

 

 

 

 

           

  

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

          

 

 

    

 

 

    

Me and Will [first story]

Fly me by butterfly on Virgin Stories

Will sat at his desk, pen in one hand, the other hand following the words in his revision guide. His tongue was stuck in the corner of his mouth, as he tried to take in all the words that he would need for the exam after half term.  Morag sat on his bed, flicking through one of his magazines, her hair resting on her shoulders.  Every now and then, they'd look up at the same time and smile at eachother.
"I'm bored." Will anounced, putting his pen down and stretching his arms above his head.
"Get on with it you lazy sod." Morag said to h
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im grinning, then looking back down at the magazine.  Will turned to look at her as she pulled faces at the content of it.  He watched as she slowly lifted her hand and pushed her fringe behind her ear.
"Stop looking at me." She said without looking up.  Will sighed and went back to reading his revision guide.  A few minutes passed and all you could hear was the rain outside and the scratching of Will's pen as he wrote down notes.
"I'm going to the toilet." Morag said, getting up from the bed and padding to the loo.
She came back to find Will had repositioned himself and was now revising on his bed. Morag sat down next to him and took the revision book from his hands.
"I'll test you." She said, scanning the page to see what he'd been revising. "You've done your RE." She said, seeing the page was about Muslim beliefs.
"But I'm bored." Will said, beginning to play with her hair stroking it, in the way he knew made her calm and relaxed.  She swatted him off and picked up his Physics book.
"What about physics? Have you done that yet?" She said, opening the page. "What is the-" Will wasn't listening, he'd pushed her hair out of the way and was now kissing her neck. "Willll." She said, not stopping him this time. Will slid the book out of her hands and let it drop to the floor.  Morag gave in and turned her head so she could kiss him.  Their tongues slowly found eachother, as the kiss became more passionate and deep.  It was pleasurefull.  Will lay down on his bed, pulling Morag on top of him, her lips left his face and ventured down to his neck.  He let out a sigh as she began to let her tongue glide in circles on his neck.  Will stroked her hair.
"I love you." he said to her, truely meaning it. He knew it was wrong to do this with her, she was 14 and he would be 17 this september.  But they were so right for eachother, they'd had a bond, that first day they'd met in McDonald's.
"I love you too." Morag said, staring into his dreamy blue eyes, his shiny fringe draped over his face. He kissed her on the lips and they began to kiss again.  Morag was now beginning to get wet, she felt her thongy begin to moisturise, and after a few seconds, she felt the hard, hot lump under her stomach.  She was unsure what to do, so she slid her hand down and rested it between her tummy and his jeans. Will turned her onto her back and began to kiss her neck, his hands began to venture her body, touching the parts, that for many months, he'd never had the guts to touch.  Morag let out a moan as he began to massage her tits, his warm hands up her t-shirt, undoing her bra and slowly pulling it and her t-shirt off. Morag pulled his off and began to brush her hands through his smooth hair.  Will undid her Jeans and pulled them off, leaving them at the end of his bed.  He continued to kiss her neck, going down her body, passing her pierced naval, to her thong, he looked up at her to check it was ok, she smiled at him and nodded.  He pulled it off and spread her legs, to reveal a shaven, wet pussy, he licked his lips and dove in, licking up the warm liquid and massaging her clit with his tongue.  She moaned and he continued, thrust his tongue into her virgin vagina. Will began to tongue fuck her pussy and felt, precum coming out of his cock, as it hardened.
"I want to be in you." He said to her.  Morag stopped still.  She'd never done this before and apparently it hurt.  She sat up.
"I don't know."  She said, looking at him, his jeans still on, with an obvious large lump poking out.
"I'll be gentle," he said, gazing into her eyes, which were now wide with fright.
"Can't I just suck you?" She asked him, hoping it was a yes.
"Sure." he said to her, sliding both his jeans and boxers off.  Morag positioned herself infront of him, she took his cock in one hand and slid it into her mouth, and let her tongue roll in circles round the top, lapping up his precum, it tasted salty, but nice. She slid the cock in and out, managing to deep throat it so his balls were bouncing of her chin.  She gazed up at him, his eyes were shut and he was moaning her name, he pushed her hair behind her ears and urged her to carry on, she did.  He lost control and began thrust his hips, the long rod was going in and out of her mouth fast, his balls pounding her face, Morag began to choke and he held her head there, hot liquid shooting down her throat.  He let go of her, and Morag lapped up the remaining cum before letting him withdraw.
"You never told me you could suck like that." Will said to her, leaning back on his wall, panting.
"You never asked," Morag lay next to him, drawing circles on his stomach with her finger nail. He held her head up so she looked at him and kissed her again. He pushed her onto his pillow and began kissing her neck, kissing her check, licking each nipple, sending shivers down her spine, making her wet.  He reached her vagina, and spread her legs again, this time, just ran his tongue incircles round the entrance, making her wet.  He was already hard again.
"One minute." he said, sticking his head underneath his bed, and bringing up a box, he opened it and pulled out a condom, and some lubrication.  He slid the condom on, and put some lubrication on his stiff penis. 
"Just relax." He said to Morag, placing his penis at her vaginal entrance.  Morag slid her hands round his neck, her eyes pinched shut waiting for pain. It didn't come, just a slight feeling of none comfort.  She let her body relax as her long term boyfriend slowly began to slide in and out of her.  She smiled at him.
"I love you."
"I said I'd be gentle." He said to her, beginning to spead up slightly, penetrating right into her.  Morag let out a quiet moan.
"You like that baby?" He asked her, speading up even more. She moaned again. "Answer me!" he shouted at her, his balls, slapping her.
"Just. Do. Me." Morag said in a moan.  He sped up even more, their breathe no longer in rhythm.  Morag began to climax but was stopped from the noise of the front door.
"Shit." Will hissed, pulling out of her. "It's my mum."

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Sara's Tutor

tboneguy on Virgin Stories

        Sara has been my best friend for a long, long time.  She moved to our street, just a few doors away, the summer before we started third grade.  It seemed that almost immediately we found that we liked a lot of the same things and got along well together, and it wasn’t long before we were inseparable.  We were always together, either at her house or mine. 

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        One day in fifth grade we were in my room, playing video games and listening to music.  We had finished a game when she said, “Beth,” not looking at me.  She seemed embarrassed about something. 

 

        “Yeah?” I answered.

       

        “Uh, do you ever touch yourself…you know…down there?”

 

        “Huh?  What are you talking about?’

     

        “You know, inside your panties, do you ever touch yourself there?”

       

        “Well, I guess so.  I mean, I take baths and stuff and I have to wash.”

       

        “I don’t mean that.  Do you ever touch it just for fun…just to make it feel good?  Does it feel good when you wash it?”

          

        Actually, she was sorta weirding me out.  “I dunno; I guess so.  Never really noticed.  Why?”

 

        “I do.”  She was speaking really softly, like she was afraid someone would hear.  “It feels really good, sorta makes me feel tingly and out of breath.  Does it feel good when you touch your button?”

       

        “What button?”

 

        She was beginning to lose patience.  Sara is a really good friend, but she can be bossy and impatient sometimes.  “Oh jeez, you don’t know anything!  Here, let me show you.”  And she began to lower her shorts. 

 

        “Sara!” I exclaimed, “you aren’t going to take off your pants right here, are you?” 

 

        “Well sure; you’re so dumb you won’t understand unless I show  you.”

  

        And she did.  She pulled her shorts right down, and the little white panties followed, and there I was, looking at her little pink cunny.  I had never seen anyone’s cunny but mine, and I hadn’t actually looked at mine much.  It was sorta cute, looked a little like a pink peach. 

 

        “Here, see, here’s my button,” and she pulled open the top of her cunny.  Sure enough, a little knob was sticking out there.

       

        “That’s it?  That’s all you were talking about?”  I wasn’t impressed.

 

        She grinned.  “Yeah, but watch.”  She started touching herself, not right on her button, but sorta around and below it, just tickling herself on other parts of her cunny.  And a couple of times she closed her eyes, obviously enjoying it.  Soon, though, she moved up and began circling the button with her fingers, and sure enough, she began to breathe more quickly and more heavily.  When she finally began to rub and push right on the button, she really panted and jerked, and finally let out a deep sigh and lay back on the bed.  It sure looked like she enjoyed it.

       

        “Oh wow, that was nice.  See?”  Well yeah, I did see, and it did look like she had fun.  “Why don’t you try it?” 

 

        I was afraid that my mom would come up and catch us, and also afraid that maybe I wouldn’t do it right and Sara would laugh at me.  She did stuff like that sometimes.  “Maybe later.  Mom might catch us.”  She pulled up her pants and we went back to playing video games and didn’t say any more about it.

 

        That night, though, I thought about it again when I was taking my bath.  For the first time, I noticed that it did feel good when I washed my cunny, and I guess I washed it a little longer and more thoroughly than usual.  After I rinsed off, I decided to do what Sara had done and see if it felt good for me, too.  I started touching myself, just using my whole hand and stroking my cunny really lightly, like petting a puppy.  She was right, it did feel sorta tingly, like something was tickling me inside my stomach.  I let a couple of fingers run through my little slit, and that felt good, too.  I was going to like this. 

   

Finally I moved my fingers up and touched my button, and I gasped and sorta jumped in the water.  Wow, did that feel good!  I can’t exactly describe it, but I wanted to do it lots more, and I did.  I began to massage it like she did, circling my fingers around it and sorta sneaking up on it, rubbing back and forth on the sides.  I tried pushing it side to side, and by that time I was really panting.  I started rubbing it really hard, and in another minute or so the tingles got really strong, like I got shocked, and my legs trembled.  Golly, it felt good!

   

        Of course, after doing it that once, I started doing it a lot, and I found other things that felt good.  Sometimes I would take some of my skin lotion and rub it on and just play with my cunny without touching the little button.  That way I could do it a long time and it just kept feeling good.  And I experimented and found out that I could put a finger into my little trickle hole and wiggle it around.  That felt good, too, but in a different way.  Sometimes that would make me really tingle.  And of course, when Sara and I reached puberty and started to grow titties, we could play with them, too.  Sometimes we did it together, and I think those were the nicest times.

   

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        A year or more later we were doing it in her room when no one else was home.  We were naked, facing each other on her bed, touching ourselves and seeing who could cum first.  “Beth,” she said.  Long pause when I didn’t answer ‘cause I was busy.  “What if we touched each other?” 

    

I was already breathing pretty fast, not paying much attention, but I did catch the “each other.”  Any other time I probably would have said no, but right then I was turned on and the idea of a different kind of touching was pretty exciting.  I didn’t answer, but moved over close to her and put my hand on her right titty.  It was pretty little, of course, like mine, but it felt all warm and squooshy and interesting in my hand.  Her little nipple was all hard, and I played with it the way I like to play with mine.  Just for a moment she stopped playing with her pussy (an older girl had told us to call it that), closed her eyes, bit at her lip, and began breathing even harder.  I felt her tremble, and reached over to stroke the other titty.  She leaned into my hands, pressing her tits into them, and it wasn’t long before she was gasping.  “Touch my clitty.  Please.”  The girl had told us what to call the little button, too.

  

        I moved a hand down between her legs and touched her pussy the way we both liked, gently stroking and teasing toward her clitty.  As I touched it she grabbed my hand and pushed on it, making me rub the little knob really hard.  In just a few seconds she began to push her pussy toward me repeatedly in the hardest orgasm either of us had yet had.  My hand was very wet.

       

        She just lay back panting hard for a little while, her body still jerking occasionally.  “Wow.”  Another twitch or two.  “Wow.  We should have done that before.  Give me just a moment more and I’ll do you.”  I was panting almost as much as she was.  It was really exciting to touch someone else that way, and I went back to working my own pussy with a vengeance. 

    

        “Here, let me do that.”  She pushed my hand away and began stroking me as I had done her, gently, but touching it all over.  “Feels different when someone else touches it, doesn’t it?”  I wanted her to touch my clitty but decided to wait til she chose to do it.  It wasn’t long til she did, rubbing it hard.  Then she surprised me, leaning over to lick my left titty and suck on the nipple.  Just a few seconds and that was all for me.  I began bouncing on the bed like a trampoline artist, panting furiously.  It felt like my whole body was on fire, and I just closed my eyes and let it happen. 

    

        “Wow yourself,” I finally told her.  “It was already feeling good, but when you sucked on my titty my body just went nuts.”

    

        “Yeah, I thought you would like that.  I wanted you to feel as good as I did.”

    

        We lay back on the bed together, gently touching each other all over, really not in a sexual way, just caresses.  But even that sent those little charges through our bodies.  It was a really nice afternoon til we heard her mom come in and had to dress quickly.

       

   

        It was a couple of years later, summer after eighth grade, I believe,  and we were walking home from the park.  “Beth,” she said quietly, “have you ever let a boy touch you?” 

  

        I didn’t have to ask what she meant.  By that time we had touched a lot.  “Golly no, have you?”

 

        “Well, remember a few weeks ago when we had the swimming party at Jeff’s house?  Bret Tate was looking awfully cute that day, and after we swam a while we sneaked into the house and ducked into a closet to make out.  We had been going a while and got pretty hot, and he sorta slowly slid his hand up and touched my titty.”

 

        “Gosh, what did you do?”

 

        “Why, I let him do it, of course.  No boy had ever touched me that way, and I thought it might be fun.”

  

        I was not too sure what I thought about this.  “So how did it feel?”

    

        “Well, he didn’t know what to do.  I think it’s the first time he ever touched a titty.  He just sorta sneaked up on it and when he found out I wouldn’t stop him he just grabbed it and squeezed a little.  Not so hard that it hurt, but he didn’t caress it and tease it the way you do.”  Her voice got even quieter.  “And that’s not all.”

    

        “Oh jeez, Sara, what else?  C’mon, don’t hold out on me.”

   

        Quieter.  “See, I knew he had a hard-on; I could see the way he was squirming around, trying to get it situated right.  And I just couldn’t resist.  I never touched one before, so I moved my hand down and touched it.  Actually, sorta wrapped my fingers around it, as much as I could through his suit.”

 

        “Omigod, Sara, what did it feel like?”

 

        “Well, it was really straight and stiff.  I couldn’t imagine having something like that in my pants.  I squeezed it a little bit, and it was really weird.  Like, it’s really soft and smooth on the outside, but when you squeeze a little, it’s really hard on the inside.  And it’s like the skin on the outside isn’t connected or something.  I’m probably not saying it right, but when I moved it around a little bit he seemed to like it, so I kept doing that.”

 

        “Omigod.”  I just couldn’t imagine touching a boy’s thing, especially when it was hard.  We had been taught a little about that in sex ed, but they really don’t teach you that part.  I was very quiet a little while, thinking about it.  “So what happened then?”

 

        “Well, we were still kissing – he really is a good kisser – and feeling each other, and after a while he sorta jerked a few times.  I think he came in his swim suit.  It seemed like that embarrassed him, ‘cause he stopped after that and wanted to go back to the party.”

    

        “Wow, Sara.”  I just didn’t know what to say.  I thought about that the rest of the way home, trying to imagine what it would be like to hold a guy’s thing.  Just couldn’t get it out of my mind. 

 

        A few weeks later I was walking home from town and met Jeff.  He and I had liked each other for several months and made out some, so when we got to my house I asked him if he wanted to come in for a soda.  I knew my mom would be out for the afternoon and I was thinking about what Sara had said and feeling sorta naughty.  I wanted to find out for myself.

 

        We sat in the kitchen and talked for a while, you know, the usual stuff, and I asked him if he had ever seen my room.  Subtle?  Well, maybe not, but it was the best I could do.  So we went up and I showed him my game system (his is better) and my CD collection (mine is better) and we talked a little more and sorta ran out of topics.  Finally I decided to dive right into it and see what happened.

 

        “Jeff,” I asked him, “this may seem sorta weird, but have you ever seen a girl naked?”  He turned a bright shade of red and sorta stammered.  Finally shook his head.  “Would you like to?”  His eyes brightened and he nodded.  “One thing, though.  If I take my clothes off, you have to take yours off, too.”  Well, that got him.  He wanted to see me, but he was too shy to undress, too.

  

        “C’mon, Jeff, it won’t hurt you.  I’ve never seen a boy naked, either, and I want to.  C’mon.”  To encourage him, I unbuttoned my shorts and began to raise my t-shirt.  He was hooked and began to raise his shirt, too.  I was not wearing a bra, so his eyes were soon bugging out at my tits, which were, and still are, a bit small, but round and very nicely shaped. 

     

He was dawdling, though.  “Jeff, get the shorts off, or I’ll put my shirt back on and we’ll forget it.”  I knew why he was dawdling.  He had a hard-on and he didn’t want me to see it.  “Do it, Jeff,” and I reached for my shirt again.  Finally he gave up and let them drop, and I could see the tent in his underwear.  God, even that was exciting to me!  I dropped my shorts, too, letting him see my white panties with the pink butterflies.  He stared straight at my crotch, even though he really wasn’t seeing much more than he would if I had my swimsuit on.  I think he could see the outline of my slit, though.

        

“OK, Jeff, we’re down to our underwear.  Let’s do this together.  Ready?  One, two, three,” and we both dropped our underwear to the floor and stared at the other.  By that age we both had just a little wispy pubic hair, but he could see my pussy just about as well as I could see his hard penis.  I was fascinated by it.  It just stood there proudly, pointing up and out and bobbing a bit as the blood pulsed (I didn’t know that then).  I really wanted to touch it. 

   

His eyes were glued to my body, too, and he couldn’t decide whether to look at my tits or my pussy.  He wanted to touch, too, and we were both breathing more quickly.  I smiled at him.  “Well, what do you think?” I asked him.  “Do you like what you see?” 

    

“You’re beautiful,” he told me.  “I never knew a girl could be so beautiful.  Wow.”  He just kept staring.

    

I walked over close and kissed him.  “You’re beautiful, too, Jeff.  Would you like to touch me?”  He nodded.  “Come over and sit on the bed.  You can touch me where you like.  Just be gentle.”  When he sat down, I stood in front of him and took his hand and laid it on my titty, showing him how to caress it and play with the nipple.  He learned quickly and soon was starting to get me heated up.

 

“May I touch, too?” I asked.  He looked down at his erection as if he had just remembered it, and probably that was true.  But he had conquered the embarrassment. 

  

“Sure,” he told me.  “Want me to show you how, too?”  He was definitely getting the idea of this thing.

 

“Yeah, OK.”  He took my hand and showed me how to rim the head and stroke that really sensitive place just below it.  Also how to lift his balls and squeeze them gently.  Then he put my hand around his cock and showed me how hard to squeeze it and how to move my hand up and down to give him pleasure.  After a couple of minutes, I saw that he was getting really excited, and I wanted more, too.

   

“Jeff, I’m ready for you to touch me at the other place.”  That was the fun part.  I just couldn’t wait to see how it would feel to have a boy touch my pussy.  I sat down, opened my legs wide and showed him how to stroke lightly all around my pussy and tease me.  Then I made his finger touch my vagina and let it slip through my slit, up and down, to make it really slick.  This was feeling good!  I let him do that for a while, then showed him my clit.  I had him circle it gently and move some of my juices there for lubrication, then told him to rub it, back and forth, side to side, getting more juice, pushing on it, going back to my vagina.  I even had him push his finger a little ways inside me.  God, it felt good!  I was panting and really getting close.  And during all of this I had kept jacking his penis and he was getting pretty  excited, too.

  

I won the race and bounced up and down on the bed against his hand as I had my orgasm.  He was pushing his cock hard against my hand and trying his best to come, and just a minute or so later it happened.  He began to shoot out white stuff, three, four, five times, getting it all over his front and my hand.  Very warm and sticky stuff.  It was fascinating to watch it shoot and just as fascinating to feel his penis going soft afterwards.  I just kept holding it.    

 

When it was over, we just sat there, still touching each other’s genitals, amazed at the experience and not sure what to do next.  “Jeez, that was wonderful, Beth,” he told me.  “I never did that before.”

 

“I haven’t, either, Jeff.  It was great.  “Don’t you want to kiss me?”  He grinned and leaned over, giving me a hug and a good long kiss with plenty of tongue.  This boy could kiss, too.  “Guess we’d better clean up,” I told him. 

  

I got a warm washcloth and we cleaned up each other.  He kept staring at my body.  “Wow, you’re pretty,” he said several times.  He washed my pussy far longer than it really needed, but I didn’t complain.  And my eyes didn’t leave that lovely penis, either.  As I washed it, it began to stiffen a bit.  I really wanted to jack him off again, but I didn’t.  On impulse, though, I leaned down and gave it a quick kiss.  Don’t know why.  That was a wonderful afternoon, too.

  

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I guess it was near the end of our soph year when Sara called one Sunday afternoon.  “Hey, can you come over?” 

  

Well, I was just bummin’ around, so I told her, “Sure, I guess.  Be over in a few minutes.”

 

When I got there she was waiting for me and took me straight to her room, closing the door.  “What’s the big secret?” I asked her.

  

She was talking almost in a whisper.  “I did it.”

   

“Did what?”

 

“I did it,” she repeated.  “I did IT!”

 

“Omigod, Sara, you don’t mean it!  Who?  Where?  When?  Omigod.  How did it feel?  Tell me everything.”  Well yeah, I guess I was a little excited.

  

“Yeah, I’ll tell you if you’ll shut up.  I’ve gotta tell somebody and who’s my best friend?”  I zipped my lips and sat quietly.

 

“It was last night.  Rich and I went to an early movie, then drove out to the old quarry.”  Rich was her current steady and the old quarry was everyone’s favorite make-out place.  “We were going at it pretty heavy, had our pants off and everything, and we were both pretty heated up.  I was jacking him and he had a finger in me, and when he wanted to go all the way I just couldn’t say no.” 

 

“Wow, what did it feel like?  Was it good?”

  

“Well, he was sorta in a hurry, afraid someone would drive up and catch us, so we couldn’t do it very long.  But it felt nice.”

 

“Did it hurt?”

 

“No.  You know I broke my cherry a long time ago with that dildo, and his cock isn’t any bigger than that.  But it didn’t feel like the dildo.  It felt really hot inside me.  I didn’t know it would feel hot like that.  And it was alive.  A real live cock, not just a piece of rubber.”

 

“Did you cum?

 

“No, we stopped too soon, but it was still nice.  I’m glad I did it.”

 

Well, you know where we are headed here.  After Sara lost her virginity I began to want to do it, too.  Only problem was, I didn’t have a steady and I didn’t want to do it with just any guy off the street.  I could only give up my virginity once and wanted it to be meaningful in at least a small way.   

 

I finally decided on Jeff.  We had stayed good friends and dated occasionally, and it seemed sorta fitting that the boy who had first seen me naked should be the one who took my cherry.  I wanted to plan this carefully, and it would not be done in the back of a car.  It would be in my bedroom, on a clean bed, and I would find a time when we would not be hurried and afraid of being caught.  I was a little nervous, though; I had not broken my hymen like Sara had, so it was going to hurt some.  Oh well, other girls survived it, and I was sorta pleased that Jeff would actually be able to see the evidence.

 

It took a couple of months to find a Saturday afternoon when my parents would be safely out of town all day.  I talked with Jeff a few days before and told him what I had in mind, and he was so sweet.  He took me in his arms and gave me the gentlest, most tender kiss I have ever had.  “Thank you,” he said, “we’ll make this something to remember.”  Jeff was not a virgin, so I knew that he would know what to do.

    

That afternoon, I showered, brushed my hair so that it almost glowed, and put on just the tiniest dab of perfume.  Then came the sexiest little frilly bra you ever saw, with a matching frilly thong that my Mom didn’t know I owned.  God, I felt sexy!  When I finished dressing I looked into the mirror and saw that my face was flushed with excitement.  I couldn’t wait.

  

Jeff was right on time, and I could see that he was freshly scrubbed and excited, too.  He took me into his arms and gave me a sweet, leisurely kiss just full of promise.  We strolled to my room with arms around each other, and I swear, I was in love.  I felt so good!  Guess Jeff did, too; he was already hard.

 

When we reached my room he took me into his arms and kissed me again, a much longer and more passionate kiss this time.  My heart was already racing and I was trembling with excitement.  “Let’s undress each other,” he suggested.  “Slowly.”

 

He leaned over and kissed me again, a little light kiss, as he unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off.  I was unbuttoning his shirt, too, finishing almost the same time, and slipped his t-shirt off, too.  I think he just about blew a gasket when he saw my bra.  That little frilly thing lifted my little breasts (which didn’t need lifting) without concealing much.  He was very hard, squirming and smiling.

 

We did much the same with our pants and then stood there, admiring each other and remembering the last time we did this.  His tent was larger this time, though.  “My turn,” he said, as he kissed me again and reached behind me to unhook the bra.  I was visibly trembling at this point, but not because of cold or fright.  I wanted him so badly. 

 

He lowered the bra very slowly, almost teasing himself as my breasts came into view, then leaned over and tenderly kissed each nipple.  I was wet and already felt that I was about to cum.  Only the underwear remained.  “Shall we do it like last time?” he asked quietly.  I smiled and nodded, and we whispered, “One, two, three” as we dropped them together.

 

And like the last time, we stood and admired each other.  His body was gorgeous:  trim, cleanly muscled, fit and ready.  As before, I stood and stared at his cock, tall and beautiful, saluting my body as only it can.  Jeff was looking at me the same way, and I saw a generous drop of pre-cum form on the tip.  He was ready, too.  I knelt down and kissed the head, sipping that drop, then gently urged him to the bed. 

 

We lay for a few minutes, kissing and caressing bodies, playing with genitals, loving.  “I want to taste you,” he told me. 

 

“I want to taste you, too.”  I moved over him into 69 position and took his cock into my mouth.  It tasted so sweet and warm and alive.  I very slowly moved my hand up and down the shaft as I laved my tongue about the head, sipping and sucking.  His movements told me that I was doing what he wanted.

 

Meanwhile, he was doing wonderful things to my pussy.  At first, his tongue just flicked lightly, touching and licking my outer lips and inner thighs, teasing me.  He kissed all around it, tickling it with his tongue, finally planting a very wet one right on my slit, sliding his tongue up and down.  I was not far from orgasm. 

 

I slipped off him and turned around.  “Now, Jeff, please.  I want you to go inside me, take my cherry, love me all the way.”  I was almost delirious. 

 

He reached over, quickly slid on a condom, and poised himself over me.  As he kissed me, I felt him position his cock at my entrance, and as he pressed down, I felt my hymen stretch, then resist.  “Are you ready, sweetheart?” 

 

I could only gasp.  “Do it.”  He kissed me hard, sucking and battling with his tongue, then pushed strongly forward.  I felt my cherry tear with a very sharp pain, then I was filled as never before.  I didn’t cry out, but my eyes were full of tears, not only for the pain, but because I had just become a woman and would never forget the moment. 

 

Once he was inside, he stopped, allowing me a breather and time to adjust.  Slowly he began to move in and out, going deeper each time.  The pain went away.  Soon he was completely in, stroking me powerfully, and I was panting uncontrollably.  “Ogodogodogod, Jeff, it’s so wonderful.  Ogod,” I gasped, “Oh.”  I began to push back to him on each stroke, and it was heaven.  He was kissing me and whispering sweet things and I was crying because it was too wonderful to be real. 

 

“Sweetheart, I’m awfully close.  How’re you doing?”

 

“Almost there, Jeff; it’s starting…NOW!!!”  I slammed into him as hard as I could, my pussy grabbing and squeezing him as orgasm claimed my body.  Over and over I pushed, and soon he grunted and jerked in his own moment of bliss.  For a little while we were animals, lost in the throes of the ecstasy that we shared.  I held him and crushed his body to mine, wanting us as close as possible in this most intimate of moments.             

 

Finally our bodies began to calm, and he kissed me once more before moving off to lie beside me and hold me close.  Neither of us could speak for a while.  I, at least, was simply overwhelmed.  Finally I raised up onto an elbow and kissed him.  “Thank you, Jeff.  I don’t think any woman ever felt more love as she surrendered her virginity.  I really will remember it the rest of my life.”

 

“I know,” was all he said, but I saw a small tear in his eye, too. 

 

We lay there cuddling for a long time, a half hour or more, speaking little, absorbing what just happened to us.  I believe it was special to him, too.  I hope so.

  

                       

 

      

       

 

         

               

 

                         

         

               

   

         

       

       

 

 

 

 

first sex with a librarian

gonzalvez007 on Virgin Stories

Hello readers ,
       I am 26 old average looking guy from kerala ,living in bangalore .I am a fun loving person,never miss any opportunity to enjoy sex.Though I have had sex with ladies of different age groups,I never revealed any data about them to my friends,since I always respect their privacy and confidentiality ,after all they all gave their most valued assets to me :) .It all started when I was back in my college during my teenage days ..
     In my second year  Priyanka (name changed) came to our college as our new librarian .she was good looking,though not a hot girl like u guys say.She had 34 size boobs which was pretty hard. But there was always somet
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hing in her,which made my cock erect when ever I see her.But I always hide my feelings since I dont know what will be her reaction .I used to smile at her,but she gave me those furious and unresponsive look .But I never lose hope ,kept on smiling at her.She also started smiling one day and asked my name and about my classes.But I was waiting for the big moment,but she never came close to me.
      One day,as usual I was asked to get out of class by my teacher,as I had no other place to go during my leisure time, suddenly it struck in my mind that library will be empty ,since there are no library hours before lunch in my college .Suddenly I planned in my mind that I will somehow give priyanka hints about my desire about her .So I went there and saw that she was arranging books in a corner of the library .She was sitting on the floor .I went there giving her impression that I am searching for some books.Oh god ,I saw her sweet cleavage through her churidar and suddenly my cock became hard.She bent further and I saw her round boobs !!! Suddenly she looked up and noticed where I was looking and gave me a stare .I just smiled at her .and didn't leave the spot .I knew I wil never get such an opportunity again..
      Sensing that I am not leaving she stood up and began  to arange books in the racks .She was wearing a sleeve less chudi .Whenever she raised  her arms,the small hairs of her arm pits were visible and the sweet smell of some deo was peircing my nasal cavities .I was becoming more and more horny.I suddenly moved closer to her and took a book from the upper rack .In the process,I pressed my hard dick in her ass .Her butts was so soft that I couldn't ever imagine such a soft thing in this world.I kept it like that for few seconds and she didnt tell me anything .I sensed this as a positive nod and kept my book back again pressing my dick to her butts .She gave a naughty smile to me .And she just turned pressing her boobs in my elbow .And she told "look students or staffs can come at any time.So lets not do anything silly now".Now I got what she meant.She is okay with whatever I am doing but in private .I said her okay and went outside ,just pressing her boobs with my hands .She moaned beautifully and gave a naughty smile.
      Then whenever opportunities came,I used to rub her body parts when there is nobody around.We exchanged our mobile numbers and used to talk till late midnight.She was very horny during our chats and used to talk dirty,but we never got a chance to do anything other that our rubbings .One day it was raining very heavily and suddenly she called me.I was very surprised that she never called me during day time.She told that she wanted to sent some urgent mail and asked whether I can accompany her to some cyber cafe in city .I sensed this as an opportunity and told her yes straight away .We met at the bus stand some 1 km away and took a bus to the city.We didnt sit together as somebody will doubt if they see us sitting together.
       We reached city and went to a cyber cafe which was in an un-noticable place.As it was raining nobody was there.We were given a cabin which was closed.We sat very close as the room was very small for two.She was wet as we drenched in the rain and all her dress was sticking to her body.I saw her black sexy bra from wet chudi.I moved a little close to her while she was sending the mail and started feeling her wet hands .She suddenly looked very shyly to me.I moved a little up and placed my hand on her boobs which was very hard .She looked at me and placed a kiss on my lips.And for five minutes she gave the first smooch of my life.Our tongues fighted with each other and she was sucking my lips and tongue.I started putting my hands inside her chudi and she moved sideways to let my hands inside.I could feel her bare skin and I somehow managed to put my hands inside her bra and started squeezing her boobs one by one.
     She was moaning softly and she was reacting by pressing my already erected cock from outside my trousers.I told her to unzip it but she was reluctant in doing that.I kissed her necks and she moaned again.I then moved one of my hands inside her pants,which was tied by a string.She helped me untie it,but told me not to remove me fully.I moved down and inserted my hands inside her panties and found that it was pouring down there.I told her ,priya its raining down there heavier than outside.She gave a pinch in my cock and told,its all because of you naught boy .I inserted my finger to her wet pussy and it slided in .I started moving it in and out and she started moaning.I kissed her mouth to prevent her moans being heard outside and this made her mood further aroused and now without any request she unzipped my pants and took my cock and started shaking it wildly .I also finger fucked her madly and finally she gave a huge kiss and reached orgasm and her juices to my hand.
    I tasted her juices in my fingers and told her it was so sweet.She gave me a kiss in her forehead and told ,you tasted mine and now its my turn to return you the favour .She started sucking my cock from top to bottom and started to suck so wildly that now i was unable to control my moans.she asked me suck her neck to keep myself quiet.That was the first ever blow job I got in my life that I cant never forget and that will remain the best ever.Finally I came inside her mouth.She gleefully accepted every drop and sucked all my cum and made it clean.I kissed her lips and sucked her tongue once again and she was wildly kissing me.As it was  cyber cafe and we were getting late,we couldn't do anything more and I was sad that we were leaving .But she promised that she will soon find a way for me to fuck her and till that time be patient.I did fuck her at her home when her parents went to a marriage and that repeated for 2 more years till she got married and left my college. I will tell about our first fuck and other things in another story.
      That was how I was introduced to this new world of sex .I would like to make new friends and have fun.Any ladies married or unmarried of what ever age can feel free to comment on my story .Any women who wants to make friendship with me can sent a mail to me .You can mail me at gonzalvez007@gmail.com .I will always wait for your mails and will respond to you whenever I get time.

Bethan's first time

firefaerie on Virgin Stories

It was getting late as Bethan sat cross-legged in the middle of Luke's double bed. The dim glow of orange street lights penetrated gaps in the heavy curtains, and the only other source of light in the room was that of a small lamp beside the bed. She was thinking about her and Luke, how they'd been together for a while now, how much she loved him, and how much she wanted to be with him properly. The door gave a small squeak as it was pushed open, and then clicked shut as Luke made his way back into the room and sat on the end of the bed, giving Bethan the cute smile of his she loved so much. Moving slowly towards him, she came to kneel behind him, wrapping her arms around him and touching her lips lightly to his neck. She was always scared to make even the smallest of first moves like
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this, but she knew however more experienced he was than her, he got scared too. She knew he never wanted to hurt her or push her because yes, she was still a virgin. But that night, she wanted that fact to change.

Bethan took her hand and slowly ran it up Luke's arm where he was resting it on the bed, trailing her fingers along his skin up to his shoulder, then his neck, before turning his head and letting her lips touch ever so softly to his. With a happy sigh he turned to face her, running his eyes over the beauty of her body and up to her shining eyes, letting his fingers run through her hair and down the side of her cheek before tracing them over her soft lips. With a cheeky smile, Bethan opened her lips, her tongue slipping out and tasting the skin of his finger, drawing it between her lips and sucking on it slowly, her eyes linked with his before drawing back and laying on her side of the large bed.

With a smile, Luke moved to lay next to his girlfriend. They'd shared the bed before and they'd played together sometimes, but that was as far as they'd ever been. He knew she was a little scared and he didn't want to push her before she was ready, but there was something in her eyes that made him think that tonight she felt differently from normal. He leant towards her, his lips making contact with hers and his hand moving over to cup her ass, pulling her closer to him at the same time. As their lips connected Bethan felt a shiver run down her spine, then parted her lips and let her tongue push lightly against Luke's. Feeling his lips part at her touch, she slid her tongue further, finding his and touching them together, letting them dance as they kissed more passionately than they ever had before.

Finally, Luke pulled away,moving his lips to Bethan's neck and kissing up towards her earlobe. He wanted to know what she wanted tonight, so he had to ask.

'What do you want baby?' he whispered quietly in her ear, his lips so close that his warm breath carressed her earlobe and neck. Taking her turn, Bethan touched her lips to his neck and kissed towards his ear in the same fashion, only to reply one word in a small, want and need filled whisper. 'You'.

Just that one word let Luke know that she was finally ready for them to be together properly, and that what she really wanted was for him to make mad, passionate love to her for as long as they both could stand. With a smile, his lips connected with her neck again, small kisses running along it, then biting lightly on the skin. Bethan emitted a quiet moan at the feel of his teeth against her skin, and at that sound he pulled her lips to his again, kissing her deeply while his hands roamed along her body. He could feel her bra underneath her tight shirt, and worked his fingers along it, brushing her skin with the tips of his fingers, then moving them down to her waist, over her back, then to her ass once more. Pulling her closer to him let her feel his semi-hard and rapidly hardening cock through his jeans.

With another quiet moan, Bethan started to let her hands slide over Luke's body as he was doing to her. Starting at his shoulders, she worked her fingers along his sides and over his back, sliding them under his shirt so she could feel the soft skin of his back, then his stomach. She pulled away from the kiss with an impish smile, then pushed him down flat onto his back before sitting herself upon him, straddling him, then lowering herself and beginning to grind herself slowly on him. Luke emitted a moan at just the feel of the pressure, and the thought this image provided of his beautiful girlfriend riding his cock like that. He was bought away from his thoughts of later as he felt Bethan's hands sliding off his top and then leaning down to kiss his neck again, biting down on it like before but harder, licking over the small mark her teeth had created in his skin.

Working her way down his body with her lips, Bethan carried on moving her hips, pushing her body onto his. Sitting up she licked her lips slowly at the sight beneath her and slowly undid her shirt, letting it slide off her to reveal her breasts encased in a black lace bra. At the sight of this, Luke reached his hand up and cupped her breast. She felt her breath increase as he began to run his fingers over her already hard nipples through the material, before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra, letting that slide from her body too. Pushing down on her back, Luke made Bethan lean forwards so her could run his tongue sensually over her nipple, circling it, then pulling it between his lips and sucking on it. Closing her eyes, she moaned loudly at the feel of this and pushed her hips down against what she could feel through his jeans was his now rock hard cock.

Teasing him a little longer, Bethan sat up again, pulling away reluctantly from the feel of his tongue, but telling herself she would feel better things yet. Her hands rested on his chest now, caressing small circles before trailing their way down to the waistband of his jeans. Her eyes locked to his as she unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zip down, moving to sit by the side of him as she slid them down and off him completely. Her fingers found the large bulge through his underwear and began stroking slowly. She knew she was teasing him, playing with him for a while. Keeping the rhythm up, she moved her body closer to him once more, making their lips touch together again. Luke kissed her hungrily and moaned through the kiss as she slid down his underwear too and wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock, twisting her hand as she stroked, bringing him closer and closer to going over the edge with every stroke.

Finally he pulled away from the kiss and whispered to her breathlessly.

'Mmmm yeah baby, go on, suck on my cock like I know you want to.'

With a swift motion, Luke grabbed a handful of Bethan's hair and pushed her down. She oblidged, making a small noise of pain at the force he held her hair with, but loving being told what to do.

Bethan slowly kissed the tip of Luke's cock before letting her tongue slide along the length of it. As she heard him give a moan, she swirled her tongue around the tip before parting her lips and sucking it into her mouth, causing him to moan louder. Feeling brave she decided to see how far she could push herself, and slowly tried to push more and more of his large cock into her mouth and down into her throat. She gagged slightly and pulled away gasping for air, but the tightening of his hand in her hair led her to try it again and again until she felt her lips touch to the base of his cock. It didn't take long until she heard him moan yet again and she knew he was close to cumming, so she slid a hand up his leg and started to massage his balls as her tongue and lips worked on his cock. Luke swore loudly and pushed and pulled at Bethan's hair, leading her before she felt him spurt stream after stream of hot cum into her mouth.

Pulling her up, he watched her swallow before turning around quickly and pinning her down to the bed. He didn't like being too forceful because it just wasn't in his nature, but he knew she liked it, and right at that second he was so turned on he'd do anything that came into his mind. As he kissed her neck slowly, Bethan realised just how wet her actions had made her be. She could feel her juices soaking her underwear and knew she wanted Luke to sort out the burning feeling she had, so as his lips touched to her neck and down towads her breasts, she freed one hand from where he had her pinned, and pushed his hand towards her jeans. Pulling his lips away from her skin he gave a devilish smile and lingered for a second before pinning her arm back down, refusing to give her what she wanted just yet.

His lips made their way down to her breasts, his tongue swirling over each nipple in turn before he sucked on them, his hand caressing whichever poor breast his mouth was not paying attention to. Her moans grew louder still as she became more frustrated, arching her back whenever he pulled away from her, silently begging him to give her more pleasure. Locking his eyes to hers, Luke slowly licked his lips, teasing her in the exact way she had done to him earlier as his fingers undid the button on her jeans and slid down the zip, before he slipped them inside and pulled them down inch by teasing inch.

Casting the jeans aside, Luke turned his attention to letting his lips make their way up the inside of Bethan's leg. As he got closer and closer to her black lace underwear, he could feel the heat and recognised the tantalising aroma the juices from her pussy were eminating. He could feel just exactly how soaked her underwear was as his fingers brushed against the materail, producing a shiver and moan from Bethan. Slipping his fingers inside the waistband, Luke pulled away her underwear too, which displayed her beautiful pussy to him. Leaning in, he placed one kiss on her lips, then slipped his tongue between them and ran it along her dripping slit and up to her little bud of a clit. He paused for a moment before flicking his tongue over her sensitive clit and causing a yell of breathless pleasure from her.

At this sound, Luke dived in, slipping his tongue down from her clit to inside her and bringing a finger closer to rub over her clit in small circles as he fucked her with his tongue. After a few moments he switched his positions, letting his finger slide inside her tight hole before suddenly sucking her clit between his lips. Her increased moans of pleasure led him to slide a second finger inside her, pumping them in and out of her as fast as possible, then as he grazed his teeth over her clit, he felt and heard her cum.

Lapping up her juices with his tongue, Luke continued to run his finger along Bethan's slit, before she grabbed him and pulled him up for a kiss. She relished the taste of herself on his lips and licked her own as he pulled away. He hesitated for a second until she gave him a smile. She wanted to carry on, go further than they had before and he was more than happy to oblidge.

Moving his hand down, Luke took his cock in his hand and rested it against the lips of Bethan's still soaking wet pussy. Pushing himself up slowly he slid himself against her, teasing her a little as well as wanting to go slowly. She bit down on her lip at the feeling and gave an encouraging moan. At the sound of this, Luke slid his cock along her pussy lips once more, pushing it against her clit but not letting her have it inside her yet. When she tried to move her hands and take control, he pinned her to the bed again with a sly smile. Slowly he rested himself against her opening and pushed gently, feeling his breath catch as the tip of his aching cock entered into her tight pussy. He paused for a moment before pushing in a little further, entering her inch by inch until he was fully inside her, then waited, letting her get used to the feeling.

When he thought she was ready, he slowly pulled out and pushed back in again, sliding in and out of her in slow, steady strokes. Her moans were nearly driving him over the edge. He wanted to go faster, harder, but he restrained himself. Moving one hand, he pressed a finger to her clit again, rubbing it as he pumped in and out of her. Bethan gave a particularly loud moan, and Luke decided now was the right time to see his image from earlier. He rolled over and pulled her on top of him, then moved his hands to her hips and he helped to guide her up and down on his cock. They were both moaning as she started to go faster and faster, fucking him harder than before, and grinding her hips against his as she became more confident.

Bethan felt the familiar heat rise inside her as she came closer and closer to orgasm, then unable to take it anymore, grabbed Luke's hand and pushed it towards her clit. He rubbed it in hard circles and she moaned louder than ever as she felt the hardest orgasm she'd ever have hit her in waves. The feel of her pussy convulsing around his cock was too much for him, and he pulled her off him before spraying load after load of cum over her breasts. With a finger she wiped up every drop of his cum and swallowed it down, then layed with her head on his chest, both of them breathing heavily. It had definately been worth the wait, but what she couldn't wait for, was to be able to do it all again.