Lesbian

Megan Dream

My fingers tingled as I lightly touched Megan’s tits, playfully engorging them at my touch. The quarter shaped areoles taunted me as they moved with the deep pleasure breaths Megan was gasping. I could feel the blood rushing to the tips of her tits, turning them a deep red, engorging them, ready for my mouth. Without even thinking my moistened mouth replaced my left hand on her breast, sucking her nipple into my mouth. She tasted sweet and tangy as I sucked away, drawing more blood to the tip. Megan’s breathing was becoming labored as I kept tonguing her tit, pinching and twirling the other, increasing the pleasure she was experiencing. Quickly she was reaching her end. The air was whistling through her mouth as she tried to move with me. With my free hand I trailed down her body, touching every sweet spot, teasing her, until I reach the sweet mound I was after. The heat from her cunt was intense, burning her up. Swiftly I parted her lips and pushed my middle finger into her vagina causing her to gasp in pleasure and grab my body screaming…
I bolted awake as my head came crashing into my wall, ending the sex dream I was having. Pain engulfed my mind erasing the image of Megan’s body being pleasured by me. I tried desperately to regain the image but I was to awake to grasp it, it was gone. Grumpily and pissed off I threw my sheets off and rolled out of bed, grabbing my pants before opening me door. I always slept in my underwear. But since I lived with my dad I had to cover up when I left my room.
He was sitting on the couch watching yet another recorded football game; since he worked the graveyard shift he always missed things like that. Casually I plopped myself next to him trying to hide that I was still very sexually aroused from my dream. My tits stood clearly visible from my thin cotton shirt and I could smell my own juices. But my father never took his eyes off the TV, just gave me a side hug good morning and told me breakfast was on the table.
Breakfast at my house was always cereal, so I passed on it and went back to my room to change. But as I was leaving I could have sworn that my dad was looking at me like he knew what I had just dreamt about. But I quickly shrugged that thought off and raced back and slammed my door closed. No within the safe box of my room I peeled my shirt and pants off, pinching my now fully engorged nipples. The only images that still remained from the dream now played in my head as I quickly stuffed my hand in my panties and pushed my middle finger up into my own cunt. The pleasure of being intruded caused the tension building in my body to release as I quickly pushed in and out, causing myself to start to come. Finally when I couldn’t take it anymore I pushed a second finger in and pistoned myself to a climax, falling to the floor gasping for air. The image of Megan’s pussy still clearly visible in my mind.
Rain poured down onto my car as I considered juts leaving the school grounds and coming back for when I actually had class, but I had promised Kelly that I would help her get her things to class, so I quickly shoved my door open and slammed it shut racing to the building, locking the door of the car with the button on my keys. The car honked to let me know it was locked. Racing to not get drenched I buzzed past a few girls that were just walking under an umbrella, one was Megan. She looked angel like with the halo of light from the rain hitting the umbrella. Her hair was covered under a black Beatles jacket and she had her hands shoved in the pockets. I wanted to stare at her more but I was getting drenched as I looked. So I peeled myself from my fantasy and ripped the front door open as I came to a dead stop in front Kelly.
“Hey Kell.” I breathed, out of breath from my dead run from the parking lot. She just smiled as she grabbed my arm and led me out into the warm halls.
“Thought you were going to ditch me?” Kelly’s crap was over in a corner, out of the way or people. “Now, you can take the board and the bag. Since you were late we’re going to have to take the shortcut, so outside we go.”
Quickly she and I raced down the hall and out into the quad, an outside sitting area that was lush with trees and bushes. When it was dry and warm outside this place was always filled with couples basically having sex. But today, because of the rain, it was more a barren waste ground then the make-out place. Kelly grabbed my arm again, pulling me close to her as we together ran across the grassy opening, attempting to miss the puddles of mud. I wasn’t so lucky and hit one spraying myself with mud up to my face. The board I held was still safe; I at least knew not to get that dirty. Now mud drenched I wanted the rain to clean me off, but the door to the Drama Building was close and Kelly was picking up speed. We avoided another puddle as Kelly slowed down at the foyer of the new building. I myself didn’t stop, just bolted into the building and dead stopped before I ran into the cardboard cutout of Shakespeare.
“Damn Tish, could you have hit the mud puddles anymore then you already have?!” She playfully joked as Kelly placed her crap down to check her phone.
I would have checked mine to see what time it was but I couldn’t stop starting at my best friend’s chest. Through her rain drenched shirt her nipples were standing up, hard from the cold and wetness. Thought of my dream came flooding back and like a click I had the overpowering urge to latch onto Kelly’s tits and suck the crap out of them. But Kelly asking me something brought me back from that.
“Can you help me set up in class? I mean you don’t have class today because of the college being out, so?”
“Sure, but only for a minute, I don’t want to be the mud monster for too long.” I slyly smiled as I kept looking at her tits. They were still engorged and standing up directly at me. Even though I wanted so bad to shove Kelly to the wall, rip her shirt off and suck and lick those sweet tits I knew I couldn’t. She was my best friend and was straight as anyone could be. And Jason her boyfriend would kill me. So instead I grabbed the crap she handed me and walked casually into her class, helping her set up for her thing.
I once again braved the rain as I ran over to the English Building. My next class was there and they at least had a place that I could hang until I had to go to class. The sidewalk was slippery from the constant rain pounding it so I had to walk carefully. But once I had reached the double swing doors of the building I bolted in, not caring the door had slammed behind me. I quickly made my way to the girls’ bathroom at the end of the hall, passing classes already in session. I tried to be quiet but the squeak of my wet sneakers on the tile floors alerted the teachers that a student was in the halls. So instead of trying to be quiet I briskly walked to the bathroom instead and locked the door behind me. I didn’t want to have to have some random girl staring at me as I tried to get the mud off me.
The bathroom was rarely used, but since it did work and it was the nearest one in this end of the hall, girls would brave it. I learned a while back that this was the best place to go if you didn’t want to be found or disturbed. So now, as I locked the door, I flipped the dim lights on and checked the door once again. It was locked; no way was someone getting in.
Feeling that I was safe here I walked to the sink and let the water run until it was warm enough to use. As I waited I let my gaze wonder around the room. Graffiti filled the stalls and walls. Sayings like, “Beth Tanner is a whore” or “Anyone want to hook up with a 10?” were forever etched in the steel of the stall doors and on the peeling papered wall. The two stall doors were closed casting shadows on the floor of the broken toilets. Only one flushed and one actually worked, they weren’t the same one. If you hated filth, you defiantly weren’t going to be found in this room.
The water had warmed up and was ready to use. The paper towel roll was still next to the closets stall so I slowly bent down and ripped a small piece off it. But when I placed it back I swore I saw movement in the stall but starting longer I saw nothing more. I brushed the thought away and went back to wiping the mud off my face. I was now to the point of scrubbing the mud off my shirt when I hear a sound from that same stall. Like someone breathing, gasping almost. Trying to ignore it I kept scrubbing, but the thought of someone watching me was almost enough to get me horny. Blood was racing to my tits as I continued to wash. I paid to much attention to the mud on my breasts that I was getting myself off by just touching them. But before I could do anything I was found out.
“I knew it!” The voice stayed hidden, but it sounded too familiar. Almost like I had heard it a thousand times and now forget who it was. “I had a thought that you were a lesbian, and now I know. I followed you and Kelly, your friend right? I followed you and her and saw that you couldn’t take your eyes off her tits. It fit perfectly.”
“Who are you?” I almost screamed, fear raging throughout my body. All the thrill of being watched was now gone as the fear of what the voice was saying replaced it.
“Someone you know.”
“Just come out of hiding!” my mind raced though everyone I could think of that would have been able to put the pieces to together. But no one came to mind. Only Kelly knew that I was a lesbian, and she was in class, or at least she was when I left.
Sounds of someone moving off of something echoed in the small room and the door to the stall next to me swung open. In the dim light I saw the only thing I needed to realize who it was. The long blonde hair flared around her long, thin face and those icy blue eyes held me in my place. Even the image of her in person was enough to give me butterflies and feel so shy. That black Beatles jacket was zipped open, reviling that she was wearing a blue plaid shirt with an All Time Low tank top under it. Even the blue jean skinnies were just enough to show her figure and sexy legs in all the right places. I felt ugly as I started hollowly back at Megan, the blonde Pandora-like goddess of my dreams.
“You never thought it was me? How sad.” She was walking closer to me, trapping me between her and the wall behind me. The smell of roses and musk filled my senses, making me weak. “I saw you staring at me one time in my English class. I thought you were just looking for someone, but when you did it again I figured it out.” Her hand was on my arm, slowly inching its way up to my shoulder. “You know I was very flattered that you liked me. I mean, you’re a senior and I’m a sophomore. It held too that I thought you were pretty cute too.” I couldn’t catch my breath as she neared my face, her hand now on my shoulder and the other on my right wrist. “But before now, I wasn’t going to act on it until I knew that you really were what I thought you were. Kelly’s chest proved that.” Then it happened. Her lips touched my lips, throwing my off guard as she shoved my shoulder into the wall and pinned my right wrist.
I could feel her breast touching my body, her tits were hard even though the fabric of her two shirts and bra. I couldn’t hold it any longer; I kissed her back, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She let it in and giggled as she dropped her left hand to the base of my shirt. I knew what was coming and beat her to it. Swiftly with my free left hand I ripped my wet shirt off and peeled the black tank top off, leaving me in only my bra. She and I kept kissing but she let me go to pull her own shirts off.
Here was this blonde angel taking her shirt off for me. The same girl that the morning I dreamed of fucking until she pleaded for me to stop. A fire clicked in me and I felt power over come me. With her still taking her undershirt off I undid her studded belt and pushed her head closer to mine. Her body reacted to my moves and she opened up more for me to use her. Her hands were racing up and down my torso, teasing me every time she got close to my tits. But I knew what I wanted to do with her.
Swiftly I through her against the steel stall wall and unhooked her bra. She let me do what I wanted as she loosely undid my own belt and pulled it out of the loops, giggling the whole time. How I loved that giggle of her’s and the look on her face. She looked like a child as she broke our kiss so I could have free reign of her breasts.
“Trisha I want you to use me. I’ve wanted this for too long!” her pleading turned me on more as her bra fell to the dirty floor releasing her B cup breasts. Her areoles were the size that I had dreamed of. But now I could see that they were a light shade of pink and her nipples were fully engorged, sticking out a full inch. Eagerly I sucked it into my waiting mouth and felt as she arched her body to the touch of my tongue. Soft moans escaped her mouth as she breathed deeply to even out the pleasure attacking her.
Megan with her hands still tried to unbutton my jeans. I quickly stopped teasing her and took off my own jeans as I then pulled her’s off in one swift tug. A yelp of excitement was heard from her as my hand lightly brushed against her pussy but was back on her hips as I went back to teasing her tits. She had one hand on my own breast under my bra and the other inching down my stomach to my pussy lips. Just the touch of her soft hand on my tit was enough to get me off but I wanted her to do more. So instead of letting my hands hold her still I used them to go to the one place I knew she was needed the release. I let my left hand trail down her body to the band of her panties where I casually pulled them down. She just lightly stepped out of them and pushed her now naked body onto mine. Just that was all I needed to rip my own underwear off and lay her on the floor.
I don’t think either of us cared that the floor was filthy, we were too horny and busy fucking each other to care. Meagan’s hand quickly found my clitoris and started to play with it. I now had moved on to her other tit as my left hand rubbed up and down her pussy. The heat from her vagina was intense and I knew I needed to end the pressure for her before this thing ended. So letting her tits go I moved down to her cunt and shoved my middle finger into her vagina. Her body tensed up when I entered her and she gasped in pain.
“Be careful.” Her voice sounded distant to my ears as I went down on her and took her clitoris in my mouth. Another gasp sounded and I knew she was in ecstasy.
“I want you. Let me taste you please.” Megan’s pleading was candy to my mind as I flipped around, straddling her body giving her access to my pussy. Quickly she stuck her tongue in my and I felt in heaven. My own pleasureful gasps stopped me from teasing her as she got both her hand and tongue working together to get me off. I was so much in heaven that I almost forgot where I was.
“Megan…fuck me…NOW!” she did just that as she now shoved two fingers into my and pistoned me with all her force. Her tongue licked up all my juices and swirled my lips, teasing me. Right before I was too much in ecstasy I went back to her pussy and shoved in my two fingers, matching her pace on me.
So here we were. Fucking each other in the girls’ bathroom at school, buck naked, with the girl of my dreams licking my pussy and giving me what I wanted. Megan’s body was quickly growing stiff as I felt an orgasm coming up on her. But I kept the same pace as I stuck my tongue now in her vagina and rubbed her clitoris until a powerful force came.
“I’M CUMMING!” Megan shouted just enough for me to hear as cum gushed from her, going all over my face. I licked all of it off her pussy as I myself finally came. My pussy walls contracted and I bucked against her as she kept finger fucking me until my orgasms subsided. Five minutes went by before I stopped bucking and Megan released me. She eagerly cleaned me up as I did to her and pulled me close to her. Our lips connected once again and I could taste myself in her mouth.
Our tits rubbed up against each other as Megan twisted her left one and my right one. She was like a beast the way she still wanted to go. Quickly I became horny again and shoved my hand in my own cunt, fucking myself. I thrusted in with all my might as I started to breath heavy and with pure lust.
“Let me do that.” Megan pulled my hand from my horny cunt and shoved her own fingers in, giving as much shove as I was. But as she did me she was fucking herself too with her other hand. Quickly, just as before she and reached another organism about the same time, but this time her’s was longer and she cummed all over the bathroom floor. Me being the slut I was went down on her as she rode her orgasm out, licking up and down her pussy until all the cum was gone and in my mouth, then I kissed her again giving her own cum. She swallowed it eagerly as she still kept finger fucking me. I was so horny now that I couldn’t stop, I wanted me.
She must have read my mind because she flipped over and whispered, “Fuck me here. I want it.” I lovingly started at her exposed asshole as I started licking her rosebud with the intent to fuck her more. As I lubricated her ass she kept fucking her own cunt, going slow enough that she wouldn’t get off too early. When she was wet enough I pushed my index finger in and watched as her body tensed up and then soon eased. Slowly I inserted the next finger and she did the same thing. But she wanted me. “Just fuck me now!” She was so demanding that I stopped trying to be gentle and just shoved the third finger in and pumped in and out, fucking her. She rocked back and forth with my movements and soon she was groaning in pleasure, fucking her own cunt faster.
We did this for what felt like ten minutes before Meagan’s body tensed up and I felt her anal cannel constricted around my fingers and an orgasm race through her body. Screams of pleasure left her lips as she gave on last shove into her cunt and fell to the floor. I fell next to her, exhausted.
We lay still for a few moments before Megan stuck her finger in me and slowly fucked me while biting my nipple. “Oh my God Megan! You’re going to put me in a coma!”
“I just have wanted to do this for awhile and now that I am I want to make you feel wonderful.” She said letting my nipple go for a few moments then went right back to it.
“I’d love to stay here with you but I think First Hour is ended soon. I don’t want to draw attention to either of us.” I tried to move but she held me down, still finger fucking me.
“Let me do this one last thing and then we can go. Since English is next and if we’re both gone it might look bad.” And with that she picked up the pace of her fingers and rocked me to ecstasy as she brought me to my last orgasm of the day.
Air left my lungs as the pleasure over took me and I felt Megan’s lips on my cunt. She took all my cum and ate it before letting me go and grabbed her underwear. She quickly got dressed as I came down from my high and too grabbed my clothes. Quickly we both were dressed and I had composed myself, swiping the now dried mud off my clothes. But before I could unlock the door Megan pulled me into a kiss and pushed her tongue down my throat. She broke it quickly and unlocked the door herself, secretly giving my crotch a brush before even inching the door open.
“How about we meet here later today? I ‘m still not done with you.” Those blue eyes started sweetly at me as she stayed close, waiting for my answer. Carefully, making sure no one could even be around, I whispered back at her, giving her one last passion filled kiss.
Back in English I couldn’t keep my eyes off Megan and her clearly engorged tits. She knew I was watching her and kept letting me see that she too was still turned on. Mr. Solemn the English teacher stood next to me the whole class so I had to keep working on papers. Megan kept coming over to sharpen her pencil only to tease me. But since we were in class there was nothing else we could do. The thought of fucking her later today was what got me through the rest of the class and the rest of the day. And when I showed up at the bathroom after school at 3:55 she was already naked, masturbating herself.

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Jack Write – The Erotica – Book 2

I will now tell you the story behind this story. I started writing the Jack Write Saga about a year ago, intending for it to be shared between a small community, but a slight ‘mishap’ in my life caused the third book to be ended abruptly. After this, I started working on another Jack Write series, but didn’t see the story going anywhere, so that was put on hiatus indefinitely. I am releasing the story now so that I can get some ideas from the people reading (you) for a new story that I plan to release in smaller instalments. For you, this means:
This is the second part of a three part story
I recommend that you don’t read the last chapter of book three if you feel any kind of attachment to these characters
My next story will be based entirely on what you put down there in the comments
Thank you.
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Jack Write – The Erotica – Book 2
CHAPTER 1
About a week after the cruise, life was going good. I often went round to Lucy’s house so we could talk about anything or just have quiet sex, and Jason was always coming round here as well to, from what I could hear next door, do the same. Me and Cynthia talked a lot more now, mostly about what new things we had tried in bed, and me and Jason were as good friends as ever, which I found surprising considering he was fucking my sister. So life was definitely going good, and then our parents decided to take us to the beach for a holiday, and that we could each take a friend. To play it safe I picked Jason and Cynthia picked Lucy, so tomorrow we would pick them up in the car, and drive down to Cornwall. I was packed already, and didn’t bother with condoms this time, if there was one thing I to needed, it was Viagra. I fell asleep and woke up the next morning to quite a sunny day. My morning erections had gone to semis now, because I was being satisfied quite regularly, and so I just had a shower, put on some jeans and a T-shirt, went downstairs to join Cynthia at breakfast, then we took our bags outside. Our car was an old defender, with rows of seats in the back, facing each other, and we had to put bags on the seats next to us, but there was still enough space for more bags and 2 more people. I had picked the row of seats behind the driver, so that our mum couldn’t see much of what I was doing there. Our dad was planning on driving up later in his car because he needed to “do some things”, which meant he wanted to drive up and listen to Bob Marley in peace. We stopped at Jason’s house, who got in and sat next to Cynthia, then at Lucy’s house, who sat next to me, then we set off for the beaches of north west Cornwall.
We arrived around midday, and Cynthia and I went straight down to the bungalow where us four would be staying and just sat down for a bit talking on the beach. My mum came down from reception with our keys, then went to find her cabin, on the other side of the path from us. The bungalow was a round, wooden structure with a few windows, and we saw the layout when we went inside. It was split in half by a wall, with 4 beds on the side with the door, and two doors at the other end of the room, one of which a assumed lead to a toilet. We all smiled at each other thinking about what we could get up to in this bedroom, then went back up to the car to get our bags. Back in the room we talked about what we could do here apart from the obvious swimming and sunbathing, and Lucy and Cynthia decided to go swimming, as it was a surprisingly hot day. They changed into bikinis in the bedroom, which came as quite a shock, but I definitely wasn’t complaining. To have two hot girls strip naked in front of me is just what I needed to wake up after the long car journey. When they left and me and Jason were alone, he asked me “you sure your okay with me banging your sister Jack?” I nodded and said yeah, because even though I felt like I shouldn’t be, I was fine with it. “Then let’s go swimming” he said, smiling.
The water was pretty cold in the sea, but a few minutes in I didn’t care at all. I was being warmed by Lucy’s body heat as she stroked my cock under the water, and I fingered her ass, which I found out she really loved. I could see Jason an Cynthia were doing something similar a little way away. We came out of the water and dried off, and went to look around the small beach town. We found a few cafes and eat a late lunch, then went back to the room for showers, which me and Lucy took together. Both my parents knocked on the door when we were done, and we greeted my dad, who announced that they were going to a bar for the night. This gave us four lots of free time to ourselves, and we pretty much got straight to it. I went into the bathroom to get some lube, which I was definitely going to need, and when I got out Lucy was already lying naked on my bed. I took off my shirt as I walked towards her, then lay on top of her, and started kissing her tits and mouth. “Hey Lucy” I whispered, “know how you love it when I finger your ass” to prove my point I slid down and put my index finger in her asshole as far as it would easily go, and she moaned and clenched her ass in response, “well how about trying anal?” I said, and she didn’t need telling twice. She rolled out from under me and got on all fours on my bed. Doggy wasn’t a position we did often, but I definitely enjoyed it, and got the lube from the floor. I put a lot on me and her, then fingered her hole with two fingers to loosen it up temporarily. She couldn’t help wriggling around with pleasure as I did it. She looked so sexy with her pussy dripping with lube in front of me, and I took of my underwear to reveal my fully hard cock, then kneeled just behind her. I glanced over at Jason and Cynthia, who were already immersed in missionary sex, because apparently Cynthia squirts more often in missionary. I grabbed Lucy’s hips and pushed the tip of my head into her asshole. I had no idea how my cock would fit it there, but I took it slowly and after a while I had nearly my whole head in her hole, and she was clutching the side of the bed in anticipation and moaning. It hurt a lot, but I put in one last push and my head went all the way in, and about an inch of my shaft went to because of the force I used, which made her gasp and then let out a long moan. It still hurt a lot, but then it became a lot easier and I realised she was clenching, and then most of the pain was replaced with pleasure, and I saw why people prefer anal. The inside of her asshole felt amazing around my cock, and by the time I was completely inside her I felt ready to cum. I slowly pulled out to the head then went back in, and Lucy was becoming wider quite quickly. I repeated this a few times, Lucy wriggling around every time I made a movement, and then I felt comfortable enough to move quicker, and soon built up to a steady pace. Lucy gave up with using her arms as supports, so just lay on her chest making high pitched moaning sounds. I knew I was close to cuming, which was pretty quick compared to normally, but it’s so much more pleasurable, I couldn’t hold it, so came about 5 ropes into her ass, then heard the familiar noise Lucy makes when she cums, and the cold lube dripping down my leg was replaced by a much warmer liquid. I looked over at Jason, who was now licking out Cynthia, who thrust her shoulders back and squirted at long stream of juices into Jason’s face. I don’t even remember if I made it back to my bed that night, because I woke up on the floor.
CHAPTER 2
I looked around the dark room at what was happening. The blinds were shut and I couldn’t see much, but worked out that Cynthia and Lucy were still asleep, and Jason was sitting on his bed, already dressed. “Mornin” he said, slightly too cheerfully, “hi” I said as I got up, and tried to clear my throat because it was dry. He kept looking at me, smiling, so I asked “what?”. He raised an eyebrow at me and paused before adding, “anal?”. The conversation then turned into a mixture of Jason saying “you lucky bastard” and me ignoring him, and Jason saying either “how” or “why” repeatedly, which I also ignored. He eventually got the message and I went to take a shower. I thought back to the night before, and wondered what was going to happen today. I knew my parents were planning on going to see a friend who lives near here, and we would have most of the day to ourselves. The shower woke me up and I went back into the bedroom in a towel. Cynthia was awake now, and I could see her and Jason had been talking, and I had a good idea what it was about. Cynthia rushed to the bathroom when I sat down, and I started getting dressed. I had just pulled up my shorts, when Jason suddenly burst out laughing. “what?” I asked, and it took a while for Jason to stop laughing and explain. He pointed at Lucy, who was still asleep, and started laughing again before he spoke. “dare you to bismark Lucy and wake her up” I agreed as I imagined this that it was pretty funny, but quite liked the idea too, so stood up and walked over to Lucy as I pulled out my cock. I lifted it up and performed a downward strike on her cheek. I fell back on my bed laughing at what it looked like, and Lucy woke up pretty quickly, saw me doing up my fly, felt her cheek, then threw her pillow at me.
This was going to be a pretty good day.
The beach was mainly used by adults on a quiet holiday, and I imagined that there were a few people on honeymoons here, so I didn’t think we would find anyone our age, and the beach was pretty much deserted in the day. The four of us walked away from the path down the beach, and found 2 deck chairs facing the sea. This proved not to be a problem as we could easily fit 2 on each bed, so we lay down and sunbathed in swim shorts and bikinis. Lucy moved her hand onto my crotch and slowly started rubbing my dick through my shorts, and I returned the favour by doing the same to her clit. We kept going for a while, until Lucy slowed to a halt. I looked over at her and saw she was asleep, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep as well, only half meaning to. I opened my eyes a while later, and was pretty surprised to see a woman in a miniskirt and tight top standing over me. She looked a a bit older than me, but not by much, and had long, dark hair. I really didn’t know what to do or say so just blinked at her. Luckily she started speaking, “you’re not the only ones on this beach you know” I replied hesitantly “um yeah sorry” as I took my hand out of Lucy’s bikini, and slid her hand of my crotch. “Oh no its fine, you’re still young, you should enjoy yourselves, and daaaaym” she said said looking at my groin where the clear shape of my shaft could be seen. “you deserve it” then she walked off down the beach. I wondered if I should tell the others about the encounter, and decided against it in the end.
We ate a similar lunch to yesterday and then went back to the room. We got some weird looks at the cafe because Lucy and Cynthia were still wearing bikinis, and me and Jason sat particularly close to our women for the meal. Back at the room we sat on our beds and I started talking. “Hey Jason” I began, “you dared me this morning, now I think I should dare you. Do the same to Cynthia.” Jason thought for a moment, then said “OK Cynth, get over here” I saw his tactic immediately. He knew Cynthia would be a lot more willing to suck him off than get slapped in the face, so Jason was making it look like that’s what he wanted. Cynthia kneeled down in front of him, and he pulled down his shorts, then started stroking himself. Just as Cynthia leaned forward to take over, he flicked his wrist and slapped her in the mouth. The noise it made had the three of us burst out laughing, but Cynthia wasn’t and quickly grabbed Jason’s sack and squeezed what I assumed was very hard indeed. Jason collapsed and Cynthia joined in with the laughter. “Ok” Jason said, crawling back up. “my turn. Lucy” Lucy looked up and made a “hm?” sound. “Eat out Cynthia” I spoke first and said “No way, she’ll never do that” Jason simply replied, “all girls are bi mate”. I watched in amazement as Lucy stood up and walked over to Cynthia’s bed.
They both took their bikinis off dutifully and I appreciated again how lucky I was. My sister sat down on her bed and Lucy crouched in front of her spread pussy. She grabbed Cynthia’s legs and thrust her tongue into her. Cynthia gasped and lay back against the wall, as Lucy vigorously oral fucked her. This carried on for a while until she stopped and stepped back, taking Cynthia with her. They both got on all fours facing each other, then started full on tongue kissing. Me and Jason took this as our time to shine, so I got the bottle of lube from the bathroom while Jason closed all the windows and locked the door. I quickly lubed up me and Lucy, then slowly but more forcefully and confident than yesterday, pushed my dick up her asshole. She lifted her head up as I did this, and we both experienced similar levels of intense pleasure. Cynthia kept licking Lucy’s face as this happened, then stopped when Jason dived into her pussy with surprising speed. Lucy got used to the feel fast and started kissing Cynthia again. With the feeling of butt fucking Lucy quite quickly, and the sight of her kissing my sister, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came, but didn’t slow down for a second. I was extremely glad Lucy preferred anal, as it’s quite rare that women do, but I choose wisely and I knew Jason was jealous about it, but I doubt he cared at that moment, as he was fucking the girl of his dreams. Sure enough I felt close after a while, and went a little faster until I burst inside Lucy’s asshole. Soon after she shuddered as she came, and Jason had stopped on the other end, and I could see Cynthia’s spray on the floor. We all had a shower then went back for some more dares. Jason was certainly right. It would appear all girls are bi.
CHAPTER 3
Next morning I woke up with a painful headache and a vague recollection of what we did last night. I was on the floor of the room, fully clothed except for my shorts. Lucy was leaning against the bathroom door looking at me, Jason had managed to get on his bed and I couldn’t see Cynthia. “Hi” whispered Lucy as I crawled to my knees then held up my head while my vision blurred. I felt like I remembered less about last night now, and gave up thinking. Cynthia stumbled out of the bathroom and I saw the mess we made inside it. There were at least six towels in the corner covered in cans of something, half of which looked unopened. Cynthia fell over on her bed and said “spa day anyone?” and I couldn’t think of anything better. There was a spa near the beach for people staying in the houses, and me and Jason didn’t want to spend a day with the girls there, but now I felt like spending the whole day in the sauna. Jason woke up eventually and Cynthia put her hand on his head to stop him getting up too quickly. When we were all sitting up on our beds, Jason asked “so who wants to go first?” everyone put there hand up and he pointed at me. “where are my trousers?” no one answered so Cynthia went next with “where’s my bra?” Jason said made a triumphant noise and produced a bra from under his pillow. “that’s not mine” said Cynthia, and Jason was about to toss it to Lucy when she said “not mine either”. Jason dropped it on the floor. Lucy then said “what the fuck did we do last night?” Jason looked down his shorts and said “we certainly didn’t fuck”. Everyone had a shower and we were about to set off for the spa when my parents walked in and pretty much said clean the room. So we did.
I got changed into baggy swimming trunks and went straight to the sauna with Jason. We choose the mixed one so we could talk more to the girls about last night. They had gone for a massage and didn’t turn up until half an hour later, wearing what at first sight appeared to be nothing. At a second glance you saw that actually they were just wearing very little. They both had tight bikinis on, Lucy’s pink and Cynthia’s blue. They came and sat between me and Jason, who spoke first. “OK, anyone remember anything about my phone?” he discovered that he lost it while we were cleaning, and was pretty sure he had it last night. “you were taking loads of pictures with it after we came back from the cafe” said Lucy. Then I decided something, “the only way we’ll work out what happened is if we go to where it happened, which judging by the sand on my clothes was on the beach” so everyone just sat in silence until we got out. Well it wasn’t exactly silence. After a while of looking at Lucy’s boobs, I started to get hard, which she saw when I adjusted my sitting position. She started stroking my cock through my clothes, then pulled them down slightly and jerked me off in public. There were about 6 other people in the sauna, but it was to steamy for them to see much, and a few had fallen asleep I think. She looked around to check on this before sliding herself onto my lap and slowly grinding my cock with her ass. After a while when she was sure no one was watching, she pulled down the back of her bikini and let my cock slowly burry itself in her asshole. It was a slow process with the absence of lube, but the steam helped, and she squealed quietly, so I covered her mouth with my hand. She had to go painfully slowly not to raise suspicion, and I saw Jason and Cynthia were pleasing each other with their hands. I remembered back to what Lucy said back on the cruise the night we lost our virginity, “risks are sexy”, and I have to say I agreed. This was a very sexy scenario. She was going so slowly it must have been an hour before I came, but when I did it was the biggest load I had ever blown. 8 ropes were propelled deep into Lucy’s ass. Lucy clenched and pulled off, which was painful, but it was so none leaked out until she got to the showers. Jason had cum a while ago, and he stopped fingering Cynthia before she came, because it would be hard to hide her spraying all over the floor. We all got out and went to the showers then back to the room, where we agreed no one had much of an appetite, so we went down to the beach.
We were all at the beach talking when someone ran up behind us holding something. It was the girl from the beach yesterday, and she had my shorts. “these yours?” she said handing them to me. “yeah” I said, talking them “how did you know?”. “you left them in my room last night” she said. Us four looked at each other and Jason said “who are you?”. She looked surprised. “you don’t remember anything?” we shook our heads. “I’m Tricia” she said “you four came into our room last while I was riding Bones cowgirl, and demanded we went swimming with you”. We looked more confused. “Bones?” asked Lucy. “my…. boyfriend” she explained. We walked to her room because Jason thought his phone there, and went in. It was of worse state than out bathroom, with cans everywhere and smoke on the ceiling. The one we assumed was Bones stood up from a sofa near the bathroom. He was short but skinny, and had badly kept dreadlocks over his eyes. There was a pipe on the table near him that looked over used and suspicious. “Hey dudes” he said smiling when we walked in. “Man what a night we had” Tricia said “they don’t remember anything Bones” and Bones looked sad. “Probably a good thing anyway”. Jason asked “I think I left my phone here” and Tricia made an awkward sound, then pulled a phone out of her bra and tossed it to Jason. Cynthia then asked “um, I lost a bra too” Bones thought this was hilarious and sat down again, as Tricia took off her bra and gave my sister her bra back. I thought Tricia was too hot to be living with someone like Bones, but didn’t comment about that, but said “where did you find my shorts Tricia?” and she smiled as she replied “on the shore were went skinny dipping”. None of us knew what to say exert Jason who only cared about one thing as usual, “damn why did I have to forget” and we all left. The only mystery remaining was where we got all the beer from, because we were already drunk by the time we got to Tricia’s room, and no store would have sold it to us. Willingly.
CHAPTER 4
The rest of that day was spent eating, swimming, and finding out where we got the beer. It was now the next morning and we still had no idea. I woke up last today to the sight of Lucy’s vagina in my face. “Now you know how it feels” she said, putting her panties back in place under her miniskirt, and getting off me. “Felt pretty good actually” I said smiling. “Why can’t you wake me up like that?” Jason complained to Cynthia. He was sitting on his bed deleting pictures from the night before. “Because when you did it I was ready awake. I’m going to slap you with it later” she said, and Jason tried hard to stop smiling, but it didn’t really work. I had a shower and while there I noticed a can that we hadn’t picked up yesterday. I got out and picked it up. It looked like an average fosters beer can, so I binned it and went to tell the guys my theory. “I think I know where we got the beer from”, and told them what I thought, and then we waited for a bit talking about it and other things. At about 12 we walked down to Tricia’s hut and knocked on the door. From the noise we heard after a door opened it was fairly obvious what they were doing. Tricia opened the door, with Bones directly behind her, both fully clothed and having what looked like anal. She grabbed my wrist and then immediately let go. She stood up and Bones pulled out and coughed while doing up his trousers. “Sorry” said Tricia, “thought you were someone else”. She gestured for us to come in and we followed, wondering who the someone else was and why they wanted to see that. I noticed his beer on the floor was also Fosters, so began talking. “Bones?”, Bones grunted in reply, “We didn’t know where we got beer from when we came in here the first time, but now I think we must have got it from you. Did you give us any before we arrived here?”. Bones sat down and had a strained concentration look on his face. He eventually started nodding. “While you were making sand angels on the beach” he began, “I saw you when I was walking back from the liquor place and gave you my bag of beer” this seemed to make even less sense now. Jason said, “OK, why did you give it to us?” Bones shrugged and said “must’v been pretty high”, and then Jason asked “why didn’t you tell us when we came here yesterday?”, and Bones made a similar action, “must’v been pretty high”. We then left, having found out what we wanted to know, and also we saw Tricia pulling down her shorts again.
We had lunch at the usual place then went for some sunbathing. We choose the same spot as last time and sat on the same sun bed, but this time Lucy lay down on top of me rather than to the side. I definitely wasn’t complaining about this and Jason and Cynthia were doing the same. Then Lucy started pulling down her bikini, but instead of just pulling down the back like I was expecting, she took it completely off, then unhooked the top half as well. I followed and pulled my shorts all the way off. This was pretty hot, but was about to get hotter. She moved up and positioned my hard cock in line with her asshole, then moved back down very slowly, pushing my cock deep inside her ass. This was painful and tough because of the lack of lube, but felt even better in the end, when she went up and down a few times to get me as hard a s possible, and in a comfortable position. Somehow we managed to then fall asleep in that position. I awoke a while later to a different kind of pleasure, as I woke up more, I realised someone was licking my balls. Lucy was still on top of me, but I was so horny I didn’t really care who it was doing it, so I pretended I was still asleep. They were doing a mixture of just licking all over them with their tongue, and putting my whole sack in their mouth. Whoever it was, was good, and I came in a couple of minutes inside Lucy’s ass. I looked around Lucy to see who it was, but then she stood up, revealing that it was Tricia. Lucy woke up then, feeling cum in her asshole, and Tricia pretended that she only just arrived. “Hi” she said cheerfully “you must really like this part of the beach”. As Lucy moved I realised I had cum at least once already just from being inside her, and I could feel dried cum on my cock as she pulled off. She put on her bikini amazingly fast and sat on the sand blushing. “don’t worry”, said Tricia, and I saw Jason and Cynthia were awake and getting dressed, “this will be our little secret” and I couldn’t help thinking her wink was directed especially at me as she walked away. “that was very weird” said Jason. I realised I was still lying naked on the bed, so scrambled for my shorts and put them on. Very weird indeed.
We spent the rest of the day in the pool at the spa, as we didn’t feel like the cold sea water. I knew I wasn’t going to tell anyone about what happened, but felt I should, and was thinking about it the whole time. We got out, had dinner, and went back to the room. The next morning we woke up a little too early however, allowing for 2 sexual endeavours to take place.
CHAPTER 5
5 in the morning I woke up, and looked at my phone for the time. It was the 10th of August, and I remembered we were going home tomorrow. I was sad to be leaving so soon, but at least I could still see Lucy almost every day. There was a muffled sound I heard from the bathroom. Looking over to the other side of the room, and seeing Jason and Cynthia’s beds empty, I realised they must have woken up early and were having an early fuck in the bathroom. I really needed a piss though, so got up and went over to the door. I hoped they wouldn’t mind too much that I interrupted them, and nocked on the door. Cynthia opened it and I got a sense of deja-vu from yesterday. Jason was directly behind her and she was completely naked and making an awful lot of noise. I noticed Jason’s cock was actually in her asshole, and this was what I believed to be the first time they tried that. I gestured towards the toilet and it was obvious they weren’t stopping, so I tried to piss while my sister was getting anal fucked behind me. This was not easy because of my erection, and the noises Cynthia was making were very distracting. I managed in the end and as I was about to leave she squirted all over the floor. Walking out, my first sight was of Lucy standing naked in the dark. I complemented her sexy figure with the bulge in my shorts that grew a little. She told me to come closer with her index finger, and I was pulled towards her. I wrapped both arms around her and we started missing wildly. She push me back onto her bed so she was now on top of me, her tits pressing into my chest. She started grinding against my cock and moaning. After crawling down my body she started pulling off my shorts, and I took off my shirt. She deep throated my cock a few times then sat on it so it was pulling her pussy lips apart. She rocked back and fourth a bit then slid it into her asshole. This was starting to get easier without lube, but was still quite painful and slow. Lucy sighed and looked up at the ceiling while she lowered herself onto me. She reached the bottom and clenched a few times, so she could really feel the shape of my cock and make it bigger from the teasing pleasure. She then started to lift up and down slowly, moaning with pleasure. I also found it hard to keep quiet, especially when she got bored of the slow speed, and so when she reached the top of my head, she dropped straight down onto me. I gasped and she squealed, then did it again. When she started picking up a rhythm she put her hands on my bare chest and rode me cowgirl. This had to be the best anal I ever had from her, it was my favourite position and Lucy looked really sexy in the moonlight, her boobs bouncing as she rode, and the juice glinting off her pussy. The soft inside of her asshole felt amazing around my shaft, and I couldn’t believe how fast she was going. I new it wouldn’t be long before I came. She kept going a little longer, then I felt myself tipping over the edge, so closed my eyes and groaned, then released a massive load up my girlfriends ass. I pulled her off and dragged her towards my face. She sat on my mouth and I finished her off. I was tongue fucking her pussy while rubbing her clit with my left hand and fingering her ass with my right. She loved this and rocked back and fourth on my face. “Oh yeah eat my fucking pussy” she said, and I almost came again. She had never talked dirty before but it was really hot. Pretty soon she gasped and threw her head back, and I sucked out her sweet juices as she came. She got off me and I saw Jason was dressed and was watching us. Cynthia was still completely naked, and I noticed for the first time how good her ass was. I could see why Jason wanted to try anal. She walked over to Jason who was kneeling on the floor, then grabbed his head and rammed her vagina into his face.
We decided to go tell Tricia and bones we were leaving tomorrow morning, so started walking there when it was late enough. On the way there Jason walked up to me and whispered “is the the first time she talked dirty?”, “yeah” I said. He paused for a moment then replied, “so hot”. We arrived at their place then knocked on the door. Tricia opened it and invited us in. We couldn’t see Bones anywhere. “so we’re leaving tomorrow Tricia, and-” then she interrupted me, “no way that’s the funniest thing, so am I” Jason asked “what about Bones?”, she replied “oh he went yesterday evening” and then seeing the confused look on our faces she said “he doesn’t live with me, I just met him on the beach last week”. We left. Turns out Tricia was a massive slut.
We had some lunch then went swimming in the sea. It was a pretty in eventful swim, but I think we all just needed waking up. We got out and went to the heated pool in the spa after a while, then Cynthia and Lucy insisted on going shopping. That wasn’t the most fun thing we could have done, but I guess they deserved it. We had dinner and went back to the room, passing my parents on the way, who told us we needed to be packed for tomorrow. Back at the room we sat on our beds, not knowing what to do. Lucy came over to my bed after a while and wrapped her arms around my neck. I didn’t need telling twice. I pulled of my shirt and the swim shorts a still had on, while Lucy pulled off her top and skirt. Jason and Cynthia also started getting ready. I was facing her and she was wearing nothing but a bra. She undid it and dropped it down, then said “take me Jack” I picked her up a spun her round so she was lying on the edge of my bed. She wrapped her lags around my head and pulled me closer to her. I was standing up with my cock inches from her ass. “Fuck my tight asshole” she said, and I nearly came in her stomach, her dirty talk was so hot. I forced my way into her hole, and was pretty quickly going at a respectable speed. She was making high pitched noises every time I went forward, and then gasped “your dick feels so good! Fuck me harder” she gasped, and I did. I was going as far in and out as I could, and as fast as I dared as well. I was getting tired and could feel myself about to cum, when she screamed “Jack I’m gonna cum!” which immediately pushed me over the edge. I came up her bumhole and she came over my cock. Hottest sex I ever had.
The trip to Cornwall was shorter, but definitely sweeter than the cruise, but believe it or not, the sex got even better after we left. And it was shared with even more people. What a life a was living.

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Secret Schooling 1

Two high school girls in love sneak into the school basement one day after school to use as a secret place to finally express their physical desires for each other. But is the old janitor going to find them and what will happen if he does?

Band Class

This was the fist co-writer story I have ever done. It is also the first LGBT story I have ever done. I love a challenge and this was by far that. This is a story of forbidden love in a very forbidden place or is it? You will have to decide for your self. By Pars001 and fantasysflirt

Fucking the Remote

That fucking remote; I can’t ever watch my television without getting a moist pussy. I am a very horny 19 year old girl and I just can’t keep dry when I look at the shape of my remote.
“Where the hell is it?” is usually said looking at the remote for more than one reason. Don’t get me wrong, the shows I watch are definitely important to me, but my horny needs are much more important than True Blood. The curves and hardness of my remote just make me feel a lot better than any vampire show can!
In fact, I’m looking for the electronic now. So far, my blankets are tossed on the ground, art supplies are spilling off my desk, and my furniture has been completely moved around. Great isn’t it? I can not stand messes, but I’ll worry about that after I get my aching pussy pleased.
Drops of cum were greasing my slit and soaking my cotton thong as I continued to bend down to look for my remote. A gentle breeze kept blowing across my damp hole with my skirt opening up and I felt a strong spasm from my walls as I imagined how good the plastic of my remote would feel inside me.
I was working underneath couch when I felt a soft hand pull my thong aside, my hole fully exposed as a finger traced the rim teasingly. My lips opened to a moan while my body pushed back on the searching finger; as my body pushed back, I felt the mysterious finger pull away from me only to be replaced by a hard, cold plastic.
“Oh fuck!” I gasped in exasperation with my head bending down. The plastic was slowly being worked into me, being bounced in and out of me by the centimeter. I was beginning to feel bumps on my velvet walls and I opened my eyes wide in amazement: I was going to be fucked with a remote!
My body shivered uncontrollably as the entire length of my juicy cunt was filled with cold plastic, my juices splattering on my assailant’s hand. My mind was blank with sexual urge; my body was under complete control of my cunt.
The hard cushion feel of the buttons against my desperately aching cunt gave me sensations that I had never felt before in my life. As the buttons pulled back and forth on my inner muscles, my cunt worked into overdrive. Girl cum began to fall from my pussy in a torrent, rivulets of juice cascading down my thighs. The throws of my orgasm rocked my body harder as the remote was forced even farther into my cunt and a tongue brushed against my anus.
Jerking uncontrollably, my body writhed on the floor in pleasure and pushed back onto the searching tongue. The ring of my ass opened slightly as the pink tongue snaked its way into my rear end.
“Oh god,” I cried as my breath began to catch up with me again, my fingers working slowly on my clit as I leaned against the sturdy sofa. My fingers massaged my throbbing clit as a tongue worked my ass and the remote pounded my pussy. A hand slowly worked the globe of my ass cheek as they feasted on my ass hole.
A weight pressed into my back, the soft swell of a breast and smooth skin rubbing against me as I felt the warm breath of my room mate float over my neck. “Turn over,” she breathlessly whispered in my ear.
Gina let me turn over before her tongue began to attack my love button. Her hand continued to pummel my tunnel as her lips stuck on my mound and greedily sucked on me. Her face was getting covered in my juices and I couldn’t believe how hot it made me.
My fingers played with her hair lovingly, keeping the brown strands out of her face as she ate me out. Her pink tongue lashed and flicked over my clit quickly as her brown eyes bored into mine, the intensity between us heating my cunt. The buttons on my remote continued to massage and roll over my walls as Gina added her finger into my hole, my cunt stretching to accommodate the width. My eyes began to tear up as my pussy seemed to work through the paralysis it wanted to go into and my hips shook as more cum pouring down my ass.
There was no doubt now that we needed a new remote once she took it out of me: the entire thing was coated with my juices, most likely seeping down between the buttons to the electrical. Gina just tossed it aside with the rest of the mess in the room and straddled me.
I could feel the heat from her snatch on mine as her full, plump lips pressed into my thin pair. A gentle swish of her hips made our clits meet and I gasped: I had never been like this with a girl before and it was incredible! The initial shock wore off and I felt my clit aching to be touched again. Feeling the slippery smooth skin against me was exciting and oh-so addictive. I just wanted to feel more of it! Together, we grinded and mashed our mounds together in a fuck lust.
Our pussy juice mixed together as it dripped down my ass and onto the carpet and I felt so naughty for it. The naughtiness added to my throbbing walls. The fact that our hard nipples were rubbing against each other made the throbbing even worse and it wasn’t long before I yelled out to her that I wanted to come on her.
Gina must have really liked that because her hips furiously pumped me before she tensed with me, our bodies shaking as her cum drenched my slit. I felt her hand against mine and I held it as her body rocked mine, the two of us panting and moaning as sweat spotted our skin.
Her free hand dipped between us and pulled out covered in our m?nge of juices. One finger went in my mouth as another went in hers. We lay there, holding each other closely before getting up to clean the mess I had made.

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HIRSTMERE HALL: THE ART MISTRESS

This is one of an occasional series of stories set at Hirstmere Hall, a girls-only boarding school in the south of England. It is the same location as my series ‘In The Headmistress’s Study’ (which I will be continuing), but those stories take place in 1961 and these are present-day. The story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.

Teacher, Teacher

Sandy Hauser and Dawn Reynolds on vacation in Mexico are set up to be arrested and blackmailed. Themes are for the entire story.