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Water PArk Love PArt 5: Mile High Club

Note: This is a continuation of “Water Park Love” and I have posted this story already and it got deleted so if it appears twice, sorry.
The rest of our beach vacation was filled with sex, sex, food, and more sex. Our families were amazed at how well we were getting along and swore we could have known each other before all of this happened.
Mark and I were getting more into Public Sex, it made us both feel so much more alive and the passion of it was amazing. We did it on the beach, in a convenient store bathroom, behind a dumpster in broad daylight, and my personal favorite, a dressing room. This is my favorite because as he had me pushed against a wall with his cock buried in my ass, the store clerk asked if everything was alright and Mark, god bless him, said “Everything’s fine, it’s just that this is a little tight” I almost dies laughing.
So anyways, on the last day, as I was getting into the car, he called me into the house because I “forgot” my IPod. As our parents were outside and I came in and said “Um I have my iPod right here” and he said “Let me play you a song” and he grabbed me by the ass and pulled me onto the bed and kissed me passionately, as he was reaching for my belt the front door opened. “Dammit” I moaned. I got up kissed him, we exchanged “I Love You’s” one more kiss, and I was gone.
On the way home, I kept having the most amazing dreams; I mean it was only what? Like a seven hour drive? I had dreams that we grew old together, adopted some kids, and lived the rest of our life traveling the world; little did I know what I was in store for.
When I got home I went to my bed, crashed out, and slept well into the afternoon of the next day. During that sleep I had a million more dreams, and when I woke up, my underwear was dripping with cum and god knows what else. I got up and washed off.
In the Shower I kept thinking of meeting Mark, our trips, the fight, and the reuniting at the beach and having amazing times. Through all these thoughts something occurred to me. I had to be the luckiest man alive. I mean I found this Adonis at the water park, with his amazing tan and fucking hot pecks, plus his muscular man boobs, I mean yum. Then when my “lucky” mind ran to his perfect cock, my dick sprung to full attention.
What do you do with a hard dick and amazing memories, what every man is born to do, jack off. I began to stroke my cock and kept letting these entire memories flood into my mind. I began to pump faster and faster and before I knew it, cum was spewing out of my dick.
I got out of the shower and dried off. I went to get food when I found my mother, who is usually at work, sitting at the kitchen table with a frown and furrowed eyebrows. Oh shit. What now. I slowly approached the table and sat down. She looked pissed. “I have a bone to pick with you young man. WHAT DID I DO?? She slid an envelope across the table with my school districts logo on it. I gulped. I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
A million thoughts flashed into my mind. Was this about the tests I cheated on? I thought I was sly! “Don’t worry about it Jeremy, I took the liberty of opening the envelope my self. I slid a piece of paper wrapped around two pieces of thicker paper. “HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU JEREMY?!” she screamed. I opened the paper and began to read. This is what I saw:
Jeremy,
Sorry to put on a show. I wanted to freak you out. PAYBACK! So anyways, as you know, there are three weeks left before summer break ends, and you are going to be a senior!!!! Your Father and I are so proud of you Jeremy! You have no idea. Onto the point, I took the liberty of calling Trish (Marks mom) and told her what I am planning. She said absolutely, that Marks calendar was free and that it would be up to you to tell him. You and Mark have hit it off so well and I wanted to give you a trip since your good friends. I’m sure I am not making any sense, but you leave tomorrow. Leave where you may ask. You are leaving on a trip around the world for the next two and a half weeks!!! You leave tomorrow for Belize, which you will be staying in for four days. Then you will be off to Spain, staying at the same place your father and I did, for three days. Then you will be off the France for four days, then onto Britain for four days. The remainder of your trip you will spend in South Africa!!!!! Mark I am sure your thinking this is strange and are not prepared for this, but you have the rest of today to shop!! ( Go to your wallet for the money). Have fun and you Father and I love you and are so proud! Be fun and safe!!!
XOXOXOXOXO Mom and dad
P.S Be careful Jer Jer, you and mark are cute kids and those Frenchies are weird
P.P.S Mark is allergic to Latex, so don’t get that around him
At that last part, I almost died laughing. I looked at her to see her beaming. “Sorry I had to scare you, but I thought it was funny. I started bawling. I love my parents so much. I literally jumped across the table and hugged the shit out of her. “THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!” I screamed. I ran to my room , put on my shoes and grabbed my keys. I opened my wallet and counted 45 100’s, or $4500. God they are eccentric, I thought. I raced to my Suburban and sped to the mall. I bought the whole place.
I got swim suits, jeans, shorts, shirts, sweatshirts (I didn’t know the weather). I got books about the countries, culture books, and a Canon t2i to document the experience. I then got a ton of traveling stuff. As I was walking out I walked past a swimming store and saw something for the both of us. The skimpiest, sexiest, Speedo’s I have every seen. I got a blue and red one, one for me, and one for my man.
As I sped home, I picked up my phone and called Mark. “Hey babe” he said. “MARK MARK MARK MARK MARK!!!” I screamed. “WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT?!?!?” he said sarcastically. “YOU KNOW WHAT!” I said. “Um no I don’t” then it hit me that I had to tell him. I then shouted at him what was going on and the phone dropped and I heard running, then shouting I love you’s at his parents, and then repacking up the phone “I LOVE YOU AND YOUR PARENTS!!! He shouted. “BABE I GOT TO GO SHOP!!” he said. “LOVE YOU!” we both said at the same time.
When I got home and packed everything, taking special attention to my camera and stupidly shooting pictures of my parents and me as “Pre-Trip” photos, I went to bed, but really did not sleep. I kept dreaming about the trip and all the amazing things we would do.
The next morning I sprung out of bed and showered. In the shower I got as clean as possible. I then put clothes on and threw my stuff into the back of my car, I then put my camera into the trunk. I wasn’t forgetting anything. It was 2:45 AM and the flight was at 5 AM. My parents came out and kissed me and we said I love you. “Give me your wallet” my mom said. She then put a ton of money into my wallet “Do not spend any of this until you get into Belize, you need to have it to exchange currencies, god knows the dollar sucks in other countries!” I laughed and sped off. I felt like the gate was opening to slow for my community. I then sped to Mark’s house. When I got there he threw his stuff into my car and his mom took pictures of us with my camera. She then replaced it in my trunk and he said bye.
When I got to the stop sign, Mark reached over and pulled me towards him, shoving his tongue down my throat, we made out for what seemed like hours. He broke the kiss and said “Step on it!!”
During the drive to the airport, I flew down the freeway because there was no one on it. “I got us a little something” I said devishly. “Well so did I” he said winking. He reached over and grabbed my hand. “I love you so fucking much Jeremy, never forget that” I smiled at him and said “I love you oh so much more”. He smiled back.
When we got to the airport, put our luggage into the baggage thing, got checked into the airport, and got our passports stamped, we went to the terminal. We had an hour until the flight opened up, and I left Mark with the Camera and Carry-on’s while I went to go get coffee. When I got back he snapped a picture of me and said “That gave me a boner” I laughed out loud.
When the terminal opened up, Mark and I went through and to our seats. I sat in coach, but the flight attendant told us to move to first class because that was where our seats were. THANK GOD FOR MOM!! When we sat in the large white seats, I looked around to see the rest of the cabin vacant. YES!!
The captain came on and said that we would be taking off in one minute and I was ecstatic. As we began to race down the runway and the first tires left the ground, I looked over to Mark and saw him squeezing the arm rests. I grabbed his hand and said “Hate flying?” “YES!!” he said. “Relax babe, you got me”
The trip was underway and five minute into our Eight hour flight, Mark said, “I need to go to the restroom” He got up, turned around and winked. He walked into the bathroom and I took his wink as an invitation. I looked around to see the old woman asleep and the light attendant gone. I got up, and sure enough, the door said “unoccupied”. I walked in and locked the door.
The bathroom was huge. It had granite counters and a toilet and a sitting area! I looked to the toilet to see Mark, Butt naked, his beautiful abs flexing as he stroked his huge 10 inch dick which I missed. I got on my knees and engulfed his monster. I bobbed my head and he ran his fingers through my hair. He stood me up and replaced himself with me on the toilet. He got on his knees and gave me one of his famous blowjobs. After about five minutes I was getting close, but he stopped. He stood me up and peeled my clothes off.
As I stood there, he pushed me against the wall and furiously made out with me, stroking both our dicks at the same time. My hands wandered his body and I did what I usually did, trace his abs with my fingers. I began to squeeze his nipple and he let out a moan. He pulled away and turned me around, shoving me into the wall. He kissed my neck as he slid his dick into my ass.
He began pounding me, there was a familiar lust in his thrusting. He was hungry. He turned my head and began to make out with me. Mark reached around and grabbed my dick. He began to stroke me and I was in heaven.
He started to speed up and we were both getting close. I was first, I came all over the wall. He sped up his thrusting and soon he was cumming in my ass and biting my neck to keep him quiet. I t hurt, but it felt soooo good.
We both cleaned up and shared one last kiss. As we went back to our seats, he sat against the wall, and I fell asleep in his arms. The trip was already on to a great start and I was in love!
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Pimped by Brother-In-Law 1

Hi everyone, this is taneesha shah, 28-year-old housewife, I am 5 ft 7” and my stats are 36c 30 38 and I would like to tell you how I got was pimped during a marriage by a cousin of my husband. It happened about 6 months ago, when Rohan (the brother in law) was visiting town for the marriage.

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My daughter and me

So I’m 37 years old. Im 6 ft 2 with pretty good abs, a very deep voice and a 8 inch cock (blessed) I have 2 kids, my 17 year old daughter Tara and my 10 year old son Aaron. My wife and I broke up a year ago due to personal issues, I moved out and the kids visited me in my own home. Me and my wife got on as friends and everything was perfect, but then one day…

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ITCS – The Girl Of My Dreams

This is the first story i have written about my personal sexual encounters. This and all other stories i submit under the its ITCS are 100% true. I am from UK and as such some of my words i use may be a bit different from you guys.

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College time: Part 1

Note: This story has to do with partying, and gay sex, if you do not like it, please leave. This took place a week and a half ago.
Nothing could compare with the way my life was going right now. I had graduated high school last year with top marks, and still managed to help lead my water polo team to victory. As if things couldn’t get any better, I received a full scholarship to a private university in the Midwest where I would not only be playing water-polo, but studying at their world renowned political science program. Mark and I had parted ways at the beginning of the summer, not on bad terms, because we are still great friends (and occasionally hook up), but thought it would be best for long distance.
I had made a few decisions throughout my senior year, mainly after Mark, that relationships weren’t for me, that I was going to college and it was time for me to have fun and live life. Needless to say, I was worried about college. Not because I was going there for free, essentially, but because I had never really partied or hooked up for fun, it had always meant something to me.
These things kept popping into my head as I finished up packing to leave later that night for the Midwest. I was excited about my living situation. I was going to be sharing a fairly large dormitory with a very attractive former high school football star from New York. We were friends on face book, and he had countless pictures shirtless, his large pectorals and tight abs mixed with his mountain sized arms, all topped off with a messy mob of dirty blonde hair on top of his head. Surprisingly to me, I wasn’t thinking, even dreaming, of trying to get into his pants. I am not saying I wasn’t attracted to him, he was gorgeous, but I did not want to have to live with him for the rest of the year in awkwardness.
As I was zipping up my suitcase, I glanced at the clock to see that I had 6 hours until my plane departed. I had nothing to do until then. My parents were out doing whatever, and promised to be home an hour before the plane left. I plopped down on my bed and peered around at the emptiness of my room, and sighed at how fast my life had gone, leading up to this huge moment. I decided to get up and go check the bathroom one more time, just to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything. As I looked in the mirror, I thought of how much I had matured and grown, both in height and muscle mass. It had been a full year of senior water-polo, which meant endless practices, weights, running, and more weights. I had finally been able to compare to Mark’s amazing body, but unfortunately, I still had my 8.5 inch dick, compared to his almost 11.
DING DONG. I jumped at the sound of the doorbell and tucked my slight hard-on into the waistband of my shorts and went to get the door. I opened the door and was surprised to see Mark. I remember that day 2 years ago when I opened the door to find him there, the complete stranger, before he came in and gave me pleasure I had never experienced. “Hey what’s up?” I asked. “I just came to say good bye to you” he said, smiling. He was going to a junior college in town. “Sure, come in” I said. He came in and I shut and locked the door behind him.
We went into my room to survey my pile of things to come to school with me. He sat down on the bed and we began to talk, not about anything in particular, but just talk about stuff. He brought up our trip around the world before our senior year in high school. He was talking on and on about the sights we saw, the places we visited, the people we met, and somehow snuck in the countless and elaborate ways we fucked.
I looked into his eyes with surprise, before I leaned forward and kissed him. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. “I’m going to miss you so much Jer”, and with that, he put me down on the bed and kissed me. He started to undo my jeans while he hovered over me, kissing my face and neck. I tried to undo his pants, but he planted my arms on the bed and told me I was leaving, this was about me. He continued down my body and came to my dick. He looked up at me and winked, and then he took my whole dick into his mouth, and bobbed his head up and down vigorously.
There was a certain desperation in him, he was sucking my dick like he never had, and I couldn’t take much longer. He swirled his tongue around the head while still managing to keep it all in his mouth. After a few minutes I felt my balls clenching, and then before I could even tell him, I was cumming into his mouth. We both moaned as he continued to suck my dick, slurping my cum down his throat.
He looked up at me and then came to eye level and planted a hot, wet kiss on my mouth. I reached into his pants and felt his hard dick at full attention. I started to jack him off while looking into those eyes which I loved so much. I saw the look of lust in his eyes. He reached his shirt over his head and I took off his pants, while I kicked mine off of my ankles. We were both now completely naked. I examined his body, and his dick which I loved so much. He kept his touch over summer with his ripped body.
I pulled him down onto the bed and we began to vigorously make out. I was now fully hard again. I rolled him over so that I was on top, grinding my dick into his, but then he flipped us back around. I turned back over, which instigated a full on, naked, wrestling match. He pushed me against the wall, pinning my arms against the wall, all the while making out with me. We were still on the bed however, so I wrapped my legs around his midsection and tried with all my might (which is a lot because I developed a lot of leg strength through water polo) and tried to flip him back over the other way. He didn’t budge.
I moaned in exasperation and pleasure, which made him laugh. I was so caught up in the moment that I dint even realize he had let go of my right wrist to grab the bottle of lube I had in my bedside table, and had already lubed my ass. The minute I realized this, however, his hand was already back to pinning my arm again.
He put his dick at my asshole, and before I knew it, he forced it in. I screamed in pain and pleasure, but mostly pleasure. The position we were in, my legs wrapped around his body caused me to be a little up the wall, had caused the perfect angle. When he shoved his dick in, he hit the spot immediately. He then began to pound vigorously, causing me to scream in ecstasy. He had to replant his mouth on mine to suppress my moans. My dick kept hitting in between our bodies, and with the continual hitting of my all my pleasure point, I barely lasted five minutes. I erupted in between us, causing my load to hit both ours chins, and make our stomachs slippery. But that didn’t stop him. He slid his tongue into my mouth and began to probe m mouth, all the while never letting up on his incessant pounding.
This went on for ten more minutes, and my back began to hurt, but I didn’t care. I felt another orgasm coming on, when at last I felt his warm cum spurting up into every crevice of my ass. He moaned into my mouth, and then we both let go, falling in a messy heap on my bed.
We sat there panting for ten more minutes, when he grabbed my hand, and led us to the shower. We showered together, not talking much because we were held in each others arms making out. When we were finally done, before turning off the water, slid down the wall and sat under the spout. He opened up his legs and motioned for me to come over. He grabbed my hand and turned me around, and led me to sit in between his legs, leaning against his stomach. He moved his neck to the right, letting my head fall on his shoulder, and then rested his head on top of mine.
I felt tears rush to my eyes as I remembered us and how much I loved him. He began to trail his finger on my stomach, while holding me with his other arm. He kissed my head whispering “I’m going to miss you so much Jer”
Landing down in Illinois was bittersweet. Mark had left shortly after getting out of the shower, and saying goodbye to my parents was worse then Mark. They raised me from day one, supported me and my decisions, and of course, knowing my mother, left me with a hefty sum of cash for college.
My roommate was picking me up, seeing as how he drove to the university from New York, and the ride was about an hour from the airport. When I landed it was about 11:30 at night. I wrapped my blanket around my arms and walked out of the plain and to baggage claim. Walking through the airport I saw various posters for the school I was going to, closed shops full of memorabilia, and a set of Speedos that I smiled at, remembering Mark and me in Belize.
When I retrieved my bag, I went out into the pick up zone and sat on a bench. I looked around, and didn’t see any sign of Blaine, my roommate. “Why hey there stranger” I looked up and think I almost shit my pants. I wanted to scream, yell, turn the other way, or punch the kid in the face. It was Aimes, my freshman year of high school Sweetheart. He was looking at me with this smug expression. He hadn’t gotten any hotter, but not any uglier either since freshman year. His jet black hair and emerald eyes looking back at me.
“W-hat are you doing here” I muttered. Turns out he was going to the same school as I was, but a different campus, which was a godsend. Also turns out he wass sitting next to me the whole flight, I was just not paying attention the whole five hours. “Why is my life full of fucking stupid coincidences” I asked myself in my head. “You look really good Jer” he said, sounds of lust in his voice. I whipped my head and stared at him. “Don’t call me that” I said with poison in my words.
I heard squealing of tires and saw a Mercedes C63 pull up. PHEEWWW I whistled, as not only one of the sexiest cars pulled up, but one of the sexiest males stepped out of it. I was awestruck when somewhere in the back of my mind I was hearing “Jeremy, Jeremy, JEREMY” I pulled ot of it and Aimes was nudging me. “That guy I waving at you to come over” he said. I looked up and realized it was my roommate Blaine.
“Oh what the hell” I muttered, thinking of my stupidity. I grabbed my bags and walked over to his car, all the while cursing myself for my stupidity. “Hey Jeremy! Nice to finally meet you! You were everything I expected and saw in your pictures” he exclaimed. “Erm….you too..” I said awkwardly. He loaded my bags into his car, all the while making awkward small talk. “Nice car” I said, cutting him off. “Oh…um yeah. My parents bought it for me as a graduation present” he said. Only an 80,000 dollar car, I was thinking. “They’re so flashy, I hate it, but I’m not going to turn down this from my parents” he said. I smiled at how non flashy he was.
“Got any room for me? I have no idea where mine is” I heard Aimes voice from behind me. I heard the tones of slobber and lust in his voice, but I knew it wasn’t for me. Blaine had moved around the car and was holding a door open for me “Well…erm..” I heard Blaine start to say, obviously about to say yes. Aimes was staring at him, and behind his back I was shaking my head, and Blaine said “I don’t have enough room. Sorry bro” I smiled and slammed the trunk and ran to the door.
I lowered myself into the seat, admiring the beautiful leather and woodwork on the inside of the car. My door shut and Blaine lowered himself into his seat. He turned the key and next thing I knew, the most beautiful purr brought the car to life. I shivered. As he pulled out of the Airport, he launched into a story. Oh great, I thought, my eyes drooping with exhaustion.
“I assume you know I was the high school star in high school?” I nodded. “I wasn’t a star to everyone in my class, in fact, I was only a star to the administration. I mean I was good, really good, good enough to be quarterback and bring my team to victory, but none of the guys liked me” he said. I was listening now. “And the reason I’m telling you this” he said with apprehension, “is because I want us to be good roommates, so no secrets” he said. “I’m gay”
Oh god damn it. I thought. I didn’t want him to be gay so nothing would happen! But apparently, that wasn’t the end. “And just to have all our cards on the table, I’ve been really attracted to you ever since I saw your picture on face book. I don’t know if that makes you feel weird, but I just want to be honest and…” he was beginning to ramble, and for some reason I just couldn’t take much more of it. “ENOGUH!” I half shouted. He jumped and muttered “Oh no, I’ve offended you. Oh my God you’re a homophobe…” again he was rambling. “Will you shut up?! I’m gay too!” I said. There was a brief silence, followed by him saying “Oh….” For the next half hour we drove in silence, until I felt something on my thigh. I looked up and saw him briefly glancing at me, and moving his thumb up and down. Who the hell does this kid think he is, and why does this shit always happen to me?!?!?
“Look Blaine” I said “Truth be told, I’m really attracted to you to, I mean you’re one of the most gorgeous guys I’ve ever laid eyes on” he got as cocky grin from that. “…BUT, I don’t want there to be awkwardness between us IF something happens between us” I said. The whole time he was still massaging my thigh, and surprisingly, I wasn’t the least bit hard. I picked up his hand to return it to his own lap, or better yet, the god damn steering wheel, when I stopped dead in my tracks. What I saw astonished me. He had one of the best looking bulges going down his left thigh that I clearly saw through his jeans. It looked about the same size as Mark’s.
I instantly became hard, and recalled my thoughts about putting myself out there. “Erm…never mind” I said as I quickly put his hand onto my crotch. He slightly gasped at this, but began to vigorously massage me over my shorts. “Shit Jeremy you’re so hot” he said. “Mhm” I said as I stared at his crotch. He followed my gaze and unzipped his pants and pulled out his monster. He put his hand back on the wheel and grabbed my head and thrust it into his lap, grinding his dick into my cheek. “Mmmm yeah. Suck daddies cock” he groaned”. With that, I told him to pay attention to the road, and engulfed his cock. I felt the car jerk a little bit as he let out a long moan. I began to slowly go up and then shove the whole thing into my mouth, until I was skillfully at the base.
I began to bob up and down, and reached down to massage his balls. I began to swirl my tongue around his head, and he began to moan even louder. “Holy fuck Jeremy, I’ve had a lot of blow jobs, and not one of them has had me…ughhh…cumming this….FAST” as he said the last bit, he shot jet after jet of hot cum into my throat. 1….2…3…4… six string later and he was still going. I slurped it all up as I continued to jack him off, milking him out.
I sat back up and he re did his pants. I leaned over and said “Did you like that, daddy?” he laughed and quickly kissed me. “Its going to be one hell of a year Jeremy, now sit back and relax, were almost there, and boy to I have to re pay you once were in that dorm”. I smiled.
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This is a pretty long one, as well as semi-autobiographical. Names and some details changed, but generally a true story

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The Fitting Room

Back when I was in high school, more years ago than I care to remember, I worked on the school newspaper and yearbook. We handled business like any other newspaper – based on advertising.
One day in class, the teacher asked me if I’d go by one of the local clothing stores after school to do some photos for an ad for the yearbook. The owner had three of my classmates working for him and wanted them, dressed in clothing from the store, as the centerpiece of the ad.
I told the teacher I could do it and, after school let out, stopped at home to grab a camera and headed toward the downtown store. Imagine my surprise, and pleasure, when I learned Nancy was one of the girls who’d be modeling for me.
Nancy and I were both sophomores, so I’ll place our age at 15 or 16. Nancy was a gorgeous, pixie-faced, dark haired girl. She stood maybe 4-foot-10 and weighed in at about 90 pounds, soaking wet.
But she wasn’t skin and bones. She sported a pair of 36C tits and had a high, tight, heart-shaped ass that was to die for. When she was walking down the halls of the school in a pair of tight jeans, it looked like two kittens, fighting in a denim sack.
The other two girls, Julie and Joan, were cute, too. But they didn’t hold a candle to Nancy. I’d probably gone through a whole case of tissues over her, if you know what I mean.
We got to shooting at various locations around the store about 4 p.m. Each girl had three or four different outfits their boss wanted them to wear for the photos. The owner had already left for the day, leaving Nancy to close up, when we got done about 5:15. Joan and Julie left, letting the door lock behind them.
I went to the back of the store to pack up my camera gear and was headed toward the door. Nancy was nowhere to be seen. Then, I heard something inside one of the dressing rooms. I figured Nancy was changing.
I turned toward the curtained area to tell her I was leaving when I got the shock of my life. The dressing room curtain was open about a foot and there was Nancy, in a tiny white bra, slipping her skirt down her legs. Then, there was Nancy, in tiny white bra and panties.
My 16-year-old dick literally shot down the leg of my pants as Nancy turned toward me to hang the skirt on a hook by the entrance to the dressing room. I was like a deer caught in the headlights. I couldn’t have moved or even looked away if I wanted to — and I REALLY didn’t want to.
The bra and panties she was wearing were sheer, almost to the point of being see through. I could clearly see the dark circles of her dusky areola, tipped by darker nipples, and the shadow of pubic hair on her mound of Venus.
I slowly dragged my eyes up her body, my cock throbbing inside my jeans, tenting the front. As I reached her face, instead of a shocked look, screams and hands madly flinging the curtain shut, I found Nancy, grinning.
A little aside about myself. I knew, from what I’d seen in the gym locker room, I had a larger than average cock even at 16. Nancy obviously saw, and appreciated, the tent I was pitching in my jeans. She seemed to enjoy the fact it was all for her.
“Um,” she said, wiggling the index finger of her right hand at me in an ages-old gesture. “Come here.”
I put the camera bag down and, as if in a trance, walked up to the curtain. I passed through, into the dressing room, where Nancy took my hand and pulled me the rest of the way inside. Still holding my hand, she turned her back to me, giving me my first clear look at her amazing ass.
“Help me with my bra,” she said, as she released my hand. “Unhook me, please.”
With trembling hands, I reached for the tiny scrap of material holding the garment in place around her body. I looked over her head – I was close to 6-feet by my sophomore year – catching her eyes in the mirror as I worked the here-to-fore foreign clasp.
It didn’t take me long and the device parted under my fingers. Unbidden, my hands crept up her body to her shoulders, hooked the straps of her bra and pushed it down her arms and off. I was looking straight at them in the mirror when the cups released their grip on her breast flesh. I just about came in my pants as they were revealed.
I released the straps, let the bra fall down her arms, and reached around to cup her beautiful, round tits. The hadn’t moved when the cups released, they were that firm. As my hands closed around the delicate teen flesh, Nancy moaned and pressed back against me, grinding her back against my straining cock.
“Oh, mmmmmy Goooood!” she said. “That feels – Mmmmm!”
I palmed her tits, letting the nipples slip between my fingers. I squeezed and Nancy groaned again. I leaned down and she tilted her head back and around. Our lips met, her tongue forced its way into my mouth, and we both moaned as we kissed.
“Sit down,” Nancy said as she broke away and turned toward me.
She pushed me back toward the tiny bench running the length of two walls and meeting in the corner of the dressing room. Nancy knelt between my legs and reached for my belt.
“Let’s see what we have here,” she said as she opened my belt and popped the clasp on my jeans. She pulled the zipper down and, looking me in the eye, she gripped the waistband of my pants and pulled them down to my ankles.
Her eyes got big as she was faced with the throbbing, twitching bulge in my tightey-whitey underwear. She looked up at me with another grin, grabbed the elastic of my shorts and dragged them down to join my jeans.
“Oh, fuck!” she said as she wrapped her tiny fingers around my rampant shaft. “Oops, sorry. Didn’t mean to swear. Good girls shouldn’t swear.”
“Mmmmm,” I moaned. “I think you’re safe, then.”
“What do you mean?” Nancy asked as she started to stroke my cock slowly.
“With my cock in your hand, I don’t think that qualifies you as a good girl,” I laughed.
“Wait,” she said. “You’ll see just how good I can be.”
With that, she came up on her knees, eyed my cock one last time, then sucked the head and more than half the shaft into her mouth in one go. She gagged slightly as the tip hit the back of her mouth and nudged the entrance to her throat.
“Oh,” she said as she back off, letting my cock pop from her mouth. “That’s a big one.”
She reset her position and engulfed my cock again. She appeared determined as she began bobbing her head on the shaft until, after just four or five strokes, she forced the head into and down her throat.
“Aw, shit!” I cried as my cum just rocketed up my shaft and straight down her throat.
What? I wasn’t a virgin but I’d never been deep throated before. Also, it was the hottest girl in school, the girl of my dreams, taking my cock to the root in her gullet. So sue me!
Nancy’s throat bulged around my shaft and cum literally shot out of her nose. She backed off, coughing, but still stroking. She took a deep breath and pulled the head of my cock back into her mouth in time for the second shot to coat her tongue. I could feel her working to swallow that one as the third and fourth came flying from the head of my cock to fill her mouth.
“Grrrrgl,” she said (that’s what it sounded like, anyway) as she back off, her hand still holding my shaft as she worked to swallow my cum. Once she had her throat mostly clear, she looked at me with a grin and licked the last bit of jizz off the piss slit.
“That was yummy!” Nancy exclaimed. “I hope there’s more where that came from.”
“Trade me places and you’ll find out,” I said as I stood and lifted her to her feet.
I plopped her tight little ass down right in the corner of the bench. I dragged her panties down her shapely legs and off her feet. I spread her thighs, hooked her feet on the bench and stared at her young snatch spread in front of me.
Her pussy lips were completely smooth and dusky red, capped by an engorged clit barely hidden at the top. Her Mons was the only place she had hair, a short, soft patch of down clearly shaped into a triangle, pointing right at her gates of heaven.
I placed my hands on her thighs near their junction, used my thumbs to pry her nether lips apart and dove into her wet, fragrant snatch. As my tongue penetrated her vaginal entrance, her body jerked, her head striking the wall with a hallow “thud.”
“Oooowww,” she laughed as she reached up to rub the back of her head. “That hurt.”
“Don’t worry,” I said, my voice muffled in her snatch. “I’ll make it better.”
I sat about feasting on Nancy’s spicy, tangy pussy. I had her moaning, her fingers wrapped in my hair, as she pulled me tighter against her snatch. I caught her clit between my teeth and tortured it with the tip of my tongue before sucking it fully into my mouth.
In no time at all, Nancy was humping her hips against my face. I worked one hand between us an probed at her pussy opening, finding it soaking wet a slippery. I slowly drove one, then two fingers, deep into her body. The walls of her vagina rippled around my penetrating digits. God, I thought. She’s tight.
“Oh, shit!” she cried and mashed her hips forward, bruising my lips on her gash. “Oh, fuck! I’m cumming! Fuckshitffuckshitfuckshit!”
Nancy’s body froze, her muscles locked as her orgasm swept through her body. She’d barely started to relax, though, when I pulled away, positioned myself between her still-twitching thighs and drove my cock full-length into her cunt.
“Oooooooooo!” she wailed. “Oooooooooo! Fuck!”
I didn’t stop. As soon as I bottomed out on the initial penetration, I pulled back until just the head was inside the ring of muscles at her entrance, then immediately drove back inside. I quickly set up a steady rhythm, full depth strokes fucking deep into her young pussy, my balls slapping against her ass.
I hooked my arms under her knees, pulled them up until she was almost doubled over and fucked her soundly. I rose to my knees, then my feet, pulling Nancy with me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and, just like that, I was standing with her impaled on my shaft.
I really wasn’t thinking as I stepped out of my jeans and underwear and carried Nancy out of the dressing room and into the middle of the shop. I lowered her down, arms and legs still wrapped around my body, onto a counter covered in wool sweaters, caps and scarves. The counter was low enough I was able to position Nancy right at the corner and, standing almost over her, pound her pussy long and hard from above.
Nancy was wailing like a banshee, working her hips to meet each and every thrust I made down into her body. The friction between her pussy and my cock made a wet, squelching sound as her natural lube was forced from her body with each thrust. She seemed incapable of coherent speech, guttural, almost animal noises escaping her lips each time I bottomed out in her snatch.
“Ah! Fu! Ck! Cum! Ming!” she cried. Nancy’s pussy, which had been gripping my cock like a velvet vice, suddenly got even tighter. She clamped down around my shaft at full penetration, her legs locked behind my back, and I was effectively trapped inside her body.
Her orgasm wracked her body as her pussy muscles danced around the shaft of my cock. That did it for me as my balls erupted. My orgasm rushed up my spine, exploded in my head then rocketed back down my body and out the end of my cock, which was pressed tight against the entrance to her womb.
“Hot!” she cried. “Cum! Hot! Cum! Fill me! Fill me up with your cum!”
That’s exactly what I did. Blast after blast of sperm-laden cum fired into her unprotected body. I couldn’t have pulled out if I wanted to, though. Nancy’s legs were locked tightly around my spasming body, holding me securely in place as I came.
“Oh, my God!” Nancy finally groaned as her muscles unlocked and her legs fell to the side. “Damn! I think I’ve just been fucked!”
“Me, too,” I said as I staggered to my feet and took a step back.
My rapidly-deflating cock slipped from her depths, followed by a rush of frothy, white cum. It poured from her gaping pussy hole and stained a sweater and scarf set she’d been resting on.
“You just about ripped me open!” she said with a grin. “We’ve got to do that again some time.”
She seemed to finally realize where we were. It was still light enough outside anybody walking by could have seen us humping up a storm on the sweater display. We both looked toward the large, plate-glass windows of the store. Fortunately, we appear to have escaped discovery.
We quickly dressed, gathered up our stuff and cleaned up the store as best we could. Nancy ended up hiding the sweater she’d leaked on at the bottom of a pile in the back room.
We made our way out of the store and I offered Nancy a ride home. As soon as she was in the front seat of my car she was leaned over, scrambling for my cock again and sucking it deeply into her mouth.
“God, I can’t get enough of this cock!” Nancy groaned as she coaxed yet a third load from my balls, parked directly in front of her house.
“Pick me up tomorrow before school,” she said as she gathered her stuff, wiped a stray drop of cum from her lips and bounced out of the car. “I wanna suck that thing before class.”
Nancy and I ended up fucking our way through the rest of high school, including an unbelievably hot session behind the stage at prom as the king and queen were introduced. She even shared me with a few of her girlfriends, including Julie and Joan – the girls from the photo shoot – who it turned out had seen us fucking in the store that night.
But that’s another story.

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Continuation of the series. You may want to read the others first. I meet the parents, send Peter to play football with a smile, and we have an interesting night out with Amanda and Barbara.