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a Adventures 4: Worthless cumcovered gangbang cinemaslut

After that heavy torture thing last time I said to my slut, that we’ll have a nice relaxed gang bang in a cinema in our town. I put an invitation on the website of the sex cinema and wrote the following text:
“We plan a gang bang on Saturday from 8 pm open end. Feel free to cum as often as you want and bring lots of friends with you. My slutslave is Romanian, slim, 25, brown haired and tanned and has a great slim body. Her small sluttish perky boobs are waiting for your hands and your cum. She s extremely hungry for all your cocks and swallows everything you give her. My slut is one of the most submissive sluts in the world. She does everything you want. We hope to see you soon. What you need is an actual aids test. Entry fee: 20 dollars”
I made a deal with the cinema owner to share the money he made. So we prepared ourselves for the evening. Benas heart was beating double the speed it normally does. She was already wet the whole day. She had no idea of how many guys would fuck her that night. She had to wear her servants dress with hot black stockings, a short skirt in black with white pockets and a shelf bra, which exposed her long puffy nipples. She had a servants hood on her head and wore 5 inch black latex stilettos. As usual she wasn’t allowed to wear any slip. When she walked, her new fat piercing rings on her pussy lips hit together and made a hot concert.
When we left home Bena was so excited that we had to stop on the way to the cinema, cause she had to pee. We stopped at a parking lot and she walked in front of our car. Lifted her skirt and peed in front of it. I was rock hard immediately. When she was finished she stood up and let the rest of the pee run down her hot freshly shaven long slim legs. She got into the car and gave me a taste of her pee with her hand. Then she fucked herself a bit with her hand and licked her juice from her hand. I was so fucking hard so I ordered her to suck my dick immediately. Instead of sucking it in the car she walked around and opened the drivers door. She took my dick in her hungry slutmouth, while her bare ass was poking out of the car. Her fuckslut was visible to everybody. Her piercings hung down her slit. Some cars passed us and hooted. They couldn’t believe their eyes. Bena went on sucking my dick and with her special slut technique she massaged my cum out of my balls in record time. Quite a good training for tonight I thought. She slurped my cum down, after she played with it in her slutmouth. She is a specialist in cum gargling and enjoys to tease with it. After she swallowed she wiped her mouth and sat back in the car. We drove to the cinema, where we couldn’t believe what we saw.
There was a waiting line at the cinema. It seemed that there were 40 or 50 guys when we passed the whistling group. There were guys of every social background (even some really nasty ugly beggars). Ebony guys, Caucasians and Asians. Young and really old guys. Punks and business guys. What a fucking mess I thought. That takes hours to make them happy. When Benaslutslave passed them they started to grab at her tits and ass cheeks. I had to separate them to come into the cinema. There was some kind of bodybuilder I couldn’t get off. He grabed my slut on her hair and forced her down to the ground. Bena obeyed. He forced his dick out of his trousers directly in her throat. She sucked submissively and massaged his shaven bull balls. He forced his fat dick till his balls knocked on her chin. Tears run down her eyes. Her eyelash smeared a bit. But he didn’t take long to cum in her throat. He shot and Bena swallowed. She didn’t have any choice. He ripped her head of his dick and disappeared. Bena fall back a bit and catched herself. Her pussy was visible to all the guys in the line. One of the guys said, that this piercings are fucking crazy. “You are the filthiest whore he’ll ever fuck! We walked down to the cinema rooms and it looked not like 40 to 50 but like 80 in total.
Bena found a seat in the first row. She sat down. Some really horny porn was running. But nobody cared. They all followed us and wanked their dicks. I sat next to her and played on her pussy. I fucked her with my four fingers in her pussy hole. I ordered the first guy to my slave and allowed her to start her blow jobs. She immediately had two dicks in her hands and on in her sluttish mouth. Behind her where dozens of guys and grabbed her tiny but fucking sexy little titties. I fucked her heavier and she moaned over the dicks. The first guy was near to cum and on rage. Bena sucked harder and he couldn’t hold it anymore. He shot her in her mouth and released her. She was showing his cum to all the surrounding guys. They just realized what a slut she is. Then three guys where again next to her. She was changing dicks every 10 seconds and looked deep and sexy in their eyes. It didn’t take long again and she collected their loads in her mouth. The other guys gave her their loads and Bena gargled 10 loads within 10 minutes. Her mouth was full. I fucked her now with four fingers in her pussy hole. After the experience with the sadist in his house her cunt was widely spread for 3 weeks. I ordered Bena to do daily training of her muscles down there to get it tighter again. But I had that feeling it didn’t work out to her original tightness. Nevertheless she gargled the loads and suddenly swallowed all the mess and let go a yummy sound. Then she moved and kneeled on the cinema seat. She spread her bum and cunt into the masses and said, fuck me you fuckers. While she was bending over the seat she wanked dicks in the second row and blew a huge member from a beggar. That fat cock looked really ugly and smelled stinky but my Slaveslut sucked it dutifully. I guesss he hadn’t have sex for years and Benaslut was doing something social. After just 30 seconds he shot his 10 thick jizz loads in her fuckface. She wasn’t expecting that and was totally messed up. All the guys laughed and said, she is the sickest bitch in the world. Her pussy was already filled with a cock from an Asian guy. She didn’t realize it first but as he changed holes in her butt she started to enjoy it. Another guy sat beneath her on the cinema chair and sucked her titties while he fucked my bitch in her pierced whorepussy. The Asian guy continued and shot his load in her ass. And so it went on for two hours. I didn’t have the impression that the waiting line gets shorter. Bena was totally filled up with cum in every of her holes. Even when she gagged and threw up only cum disappeared from her. She felt in heaven. She was in the centre of the fuck universe. A cum loving goddess. Unexhaustible flows of warm cum. Under her three slave holes where huge puddles of cum. Her hair, her eyes and her ears where full of it too. She got a bit exhausted. I said to all, that my slut needs a 15 minute break.
After that we could continue. We disappeared in a dark room. What we saw was diverse SM stuff. I had an idea. I attached Benaslut on the swing set looking upwards and bound her A cup udders on a rope hanging from the ceiling. As usual they looked like tiny table tennis balls when they where bound. I enjoy that embarrassing presentation of her titless body. I bound her legs to the swing set. She had to arch back her head in a position where she can be fucked perfectly in her throat. Last but not least I bound her arms behind her back and attached her hair to it. So she was absolutely helpless and reduced to her three holes. Then I opened the door to the room and the guys flowed into the room.
Bena was still covered In cum and it flowed out of every of her holes. But that was only a third of what followed the next two hours. They raped her and fucked her. They filled her with their hands and fisted her ass and her pussy. Wads of slimy cum came ut of her bowels and her slutslit. She was chocked and gagged. Her face full of mucus. I asked the cinema guy if he could close the doors, because I think that my slave isn’t able to take more than the 30 guys still waiting for their release. When I entered the room again some nasty guy was fist fucking her poor sloppy anus and causing a fat two inch prolapse coming out of her bumhole. He boxed it in and released his hand a second later. I couldn’t see Benas condition through all that mucus, but I realized her moaning still. And finally she was still breathing and orgasming. I stopped counting after 6 or 7 times. Sure was she still had fun. Her piercings where hitting together in the speed of the fisting. She gagged loud and coughed. A huge black guy had stick his member in deep in her throat. It was clearly visible in her neck. He enjoyed that slow fuck deep in her and fucked her like that for at least 10 minutes. I couldn’t believe what I saw but he managed to get that huge member of 11 inches all the way in. It was like sword swallowing, what she practiced with him while she got fisted. Several guys fucked their load in her pussy using breaks of the fister. I couldn’t hold my cum seeing that black dick in my slave and fucked her on her eyes. I said, that they would have to hurry up. There is only half an hour left. With that the rest of the bunch stood around her and waited until the black guy shot his load into her mouth. She hold it and gargled. A group of guys shot their load into her cum bag mouth. 5 where left. I closed the room. I released here from all the bondages except the tit bondage. Her little teeny udders were deep red blueish. She had to kneel down. I got a whip and spanked her hard on her udders. She screamed. I whipped her hard again. She was back and more alive than before. It waked her up a bit. I whipped 10 times over her hot sexy ass cheeks. Then I told the five guys, that the guy who gets her to orgasm within a minute wins a night with her alone and can do whatever he wants except harming her permanently or killing her of course. Bena was kneeling a bit uncomfortable cause her tits lifted her up a bit.
The first guy must have cum from a construction area nearby. He was full of dirt and was stinking sweaty. He commanded Bena to stand up and fistfucked her cunt. After one minute she was really high but not near to cum. The second guy was another asian pervert and massaged her cum covered clit and licked it. I was shocked a bit but it seemed to work. Parallel he fucked three fingers in her anus and massaged artificially her left bluish tit ball. That brought her over the edge. So we stopped the challenge and he gave me his address for the next Saturday. I released Benaslut from her tit bondage.
Bena walked out the cinema towards the car fully covered in cum. I said to her, that she had to slurp the cum from her body or she doesn’t come into my car. After five minutes I gave her a towel and rubbed the rest of her body dry. At home she took her shower tortured boidy and was still excited of that evening. She was fucked over 5 hours by dozens of full cum ball owners. She slept quickly and I m sure she had wet dreams that night.

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A Happy life begins young

The ‘story’ you are about to read is actually true, unlike a lot of stories which are listed as a true story here. As you will find out I had very little education and my only exposure to writing/grammar was magazines and the very few books I found and hid away. If you would like to copy, amend and send back to me without errors that would be welcomed; if you are the grammar police I would suggest you get your thrills elsewhere. Please do not copy this text to any other sites without my consent, which I will give assuming you PM me and tell me where you want to post it. I also do not give permission for this text to be used for any institutes and/or research purposes.
This is not entirely intended as a story for people to masturbate to but if you can then I am happy that you found pleasure from mine.
I am submitting this story to a sex story website because, to me personally, it is erotic and I think that other people may find it erotic too. I will however tell you now, this story is about my life from a young age; you may see it as child abuse and even if that is true by your moral standards it is still my experience of life.
You will realise from this ‘writing’ that I have rather disorganised thoughts and I will move from one chapter in my life to another rather quickly and back again. I would apologise but within this retelling you maybe able to see the impact of a childhood with sexual activity.
Just for you homophobes, I am a guy and as a child, and beyond, I had sex with both men and women. If you do not want to read about children, i.e. me, having sex with adults you are forewarned.
This is the first part, I have written quite a lot more. So far I have written 92 A4 pages all about my sexual life. If people feel that I need to change my writing style, take some time to learn to write in a more professional/literate manner I will postpone posting more until I have improved it. If people feel it is good or acceptable then I will post more. Remember – feedback is very welcome, as long as it is constructive. If more sexually explicit content is needed I can go back and include more.
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I suppose the best place to start would be by telling you about where I grew up. I live in the UK far outside even a small village, our closest neighbours where exactly 28 miles away. Forests dappled in misty rays of sun in the morning and swarms of mid flies on hot summer evenings were my play grounds. I was rather a free child to do as I please with no other people around.
I woke early to play amongst the bracken, parents that loved me in many ways and my father’s friends who took me deep into the woods to give them the privacy they needed.
The first sexual experience I remember was when I was 5 or 6. According to my father it was very far from my first experience but it is the first memory I have and one I will never forget, even if it is not too exciting.
Although I don’t remember the events before my first memory was of me lent over my mother and suckling her nipples as my father pressed his index finger gently into my young hole. His cock was inside her, stroking back and forth as he replicated his strokes inside my body at the same time.
My mothers nipples where excited. Sat upon pert C cup breasts her puffy areola outlined the stiff aroused nipple that was being ground hard into my mouth. At the time I didn’t understand why this made her groan so loud but the harder I sucked and nibbled the more she moaned and pushed my head into her chest.
‘Good boy, that’s it. Make your horny mummy cum. Suck my tits you little fuck toy!’ she half groaned between ragged breaths.
‘That’s it boy you suck your mummy’s tits. Suck her nipples like your little boy cunt is trying to suck my finger in!’
I remember the moment vividly as they climaxed from the short exchange of words. Mum almost smothering me and my father ravaged her well fucked pussy. My father was almost punching his finger into me whilst using her. He didn’t care for anything at that moment but making his big cock explode his big load.
‘Take my load you dirty fucking slut! That’s it! Fucking cum on my cock whilst I finger your baby!’ my farther growled as balls tightened, his cum being forced deep within my mum’s spasmodic wet pussy.
That is my first real memory; my father’s finger inside me making me squirm in new sensations as I made my mum quiver in pleasure.
As you can tell my life was not what you would see as normal yet I enjoyed it immensely, I gave my parents insurmountable pleasure. That is why I did everything they asked my too with them and any friends they had.
The following years followed a similar pattern. I would be sucking my mothers breasts, or clit or anus as my farther pounded her. I was never penetrated with anything but an index finger, asked to penetrate my mother or father or have my father cum on me. Still, I enjoyed the fun and pleasure I both gave and received.
There were fond memories where I would walk in covered in dirt from a day roaming the forests around our house and be taken to the shower by my mum.
She would strip us of our clothes, every time this happened she would knee down to peal my underwear down slowly and giving my hairless uncut little penis a gentle kiss. She would normally ask me to repay the affection by placing her small pert buttocks on the sink, opening her legs and asking me to stroke my tongue from hole to hole. This very rarely resulted in me giving her a climax but there where times I would refuse to stop. I would circle my tongue around her clit, gently nibbling her labia and delve my tongue inside her until she would quiver; just as my father taught me. When that happened I was always rewarded by a release of her warm sweat tasting juices drenching my mouth and face.
As the years passed by things did become more intense for all of us. I became involved in much more and was treated with so many more pleasures and experiences than most people have before they pass on.
Thinking back it is hard to know which event would be most interesting to others as there where so many. I suppose the first time I sucked my father’s cock before he took my anal virginity would be the next thing I should tell you about.

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The education of Kelly,part 1

It started out as blackmail, but ended up as the beginning of the best sexual experience of my life. Five years later, we’re still getting it on whenever we can, with eagerness on both parts. This is how it started.

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This story is true, it took place over an 18 month period, only his name has been changed the rest is the way the encounter occurred, and I have the tapes to refer to for accuracy. This is the recount of her first affair.
My wife is 35 years old, five foot, long blond hair, 38dd breasts and a great ass. By her third date with John her ass was no longer virgin.
Her and I have spoken about these stories and she wanted to contribute to the writing.
This next encounter is told by Joyce as I wasn’t there to record it.
Hi everyone.
After my last encounter every time the phone rang I ran over and picked it up with anticipation. When John left Sunday morning he said I’ll call Monday and maybe stop by for a blow job, I was salivating to give it to him. As you may or may not know I love to suck cock and swallow cum.
No call, Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday, by Thursday I was getting depressed. Thursday evening Al and I were watching TV around 8:30 PM when the phone rang. Al answered, Hi John how have you been? Oh well shit happens yeah I’ll get her, it’s for you and he smiled at me. I said hi babe thought you had ditched me, No way having trouble with my wife these last few days, I understand. Hold on while I go upstairs so I can talk.
Al turned the TV sound off and I put the phone on speaker. After a few moments I said ok now I can talk. Joyce the last four days all I’ve thought about was you. I know darling after you left I kept those panties on until 4PM and that’s when I took a shower, I wanted to smell you all day. I didn’t brush my teeth until Monday because I wanted to keep your taste in my mouth. Stop I’m getting a hard-on thinking about it, good.
I’m trying to arrange a fishing trip for Saturday till Sunday, a friend of mine says I can use his boat. It’s a thirty foot cabin cruiser and we can go out in the bay and anchor. Will Al let you go? Call me in the morning, by noon and I’ll let you know. By big guy, by love.
Do you want to go? Hell yes! Ok but just this one time as all I’ll have is your story on the trip. Great, let me suck your cock, I need some cum now. Ok.
The next morning John called at about 11, hi sweetie how my girl? Wet and ready for our fishing trip. That’s great I’ll pick you up at around 2PM Saturday afternoon, ok what do I need. Your street clothes, a pair of panties bra and heels? I can do that.
Saturday at two he pulled up and off I went, after we left the neighborhood I leaned over and stuck my tongue down his throat and then put my head down and kissed his dick.
Joyce you have no idea how much I’ve looked forward to this, and me too babe. The ride was long and but we finally arrived at 4:30. You hungry? I could go for a cum shake or a burger. The shake you will get later lets get some food, ok.
After burgers and fries and several double vodkas we got to the boat. We got on board and went in side. I’d like another drink please, ok but you’ve had four already, don’t worry I’m not driving, ok.
I went into the state room and put on my outfit yellow lace thong, matching bra and black 5” heels. I opened the door stepped out and had a tongue in my mouth and a hand on my clit. Wow I guess you like the look? You know it. My juices started flowing, he took me into the bedroom, take those panties off! You got it, I laid down and that huge cock was going in easily, all I could say was your cock feels great push it further, and he did until our public bones we mashing together. Oh my god oh my god baby fuck me fuck me. He did for about five or six minutes and then as I was about to explode he tensed up and we came together, I almost passed out I came so hard. It took a long time to calm down, He rolled off with a cute smile and said are you hungry I just smiled and said all the time.
The next half hour he feed me cum and vodka, what a great combination. ( ladies if you’ve never tried it you should )
I had my hand on his cock and it started to twitch. Honey I have something for you, as I started to message the cock with more vigor. What is it doll. Well the last time we were together you took my ass before I could say anything, yes I know, shush what I’m saying is I’d like to offer it to you willingly now. Really? Yes and Al has never had it so I hope you know how I feel.
God I’d love it, I rolled over on all fours stuck my ass up as far as I could and said make me cum. The next thing I felt was his large wet warm cock at my rosebud and then in it went. I was tight but knew in time he’d stretch me to accommodate him in all my orifices.
He did what I asked and I blew my cookie twice before he unloaded another large load of sperm into me.
For the next two hours I had cum and vodka. I realized then that I was falling in love with his cock. Hon would you fuck me again? I sure will, John rolled over and in his beautiful cock went. We fucked for what seem like and hour I came four times and then he once again let go, god I love warm cum.
We were both getting pretty drunk cum and vodka is great and I admit I don’t know when to stop. It was about midnight, we were still up when we heard footsteps on the boat. What was that I asked, I don’t know let me go see, John got up and put on his shorts, I pulled up my wet panties and grabbed a t shirt the back door open and there was a big black guy. John looked and said Hi Mark, Hi John, I thought you were going fishing? Something else came up, it was apparent to see what we had been doing as I was covered in cum and had soaked panties both front and back showing large stains.
Mark got any beer yeah I’ve got about six left I’ll get them for you, thanks. Should I change? No I like the look and besides I’m fucking you when he leaves, ok good. Why is he out roaming around at midnight. Wife left him so he’s been alone for five months, bet he has a very full nut sack. I’m sure he does, he saw the twinkle in my eye. My concern is he may want more then a blow job. But there has to be an awful lot of cum? Right! Yeah I suppose. You’ve had a lot of cum already, never enough cum, besides I could pump it into a glass and I could drink it. I’m sure he expect you to pump it out of him, I have no problem with it if you don’t. Besides the sooner he leaves the soon I get fucked again.
John here’s the beer, thanks. Mark this is Joyce, Hi Mark how are you? Great you? Never better. I’m a bit of a mess at the moment, you look fine to me. Well thank you sir.
John says your alone, yeah wife left five months ago, why? Found a guys with a bigger dick. Sorry about that, well you guys have a beer and I’ll be out in a little bit. The door closed.
Joyce really looks good man, thanks and she loves to suck cock and drink cum. Really? yeah for real. Wow. If your interested she could jerk you off in a glass and drink it. Really? Yeah but that’s it then you go. Ok it’s a deal. Joyce, hon come out, she opened the door and stood there in wet panties and a t shirt, what’s up baby? How would you like some more cum? I’d love it. Mark’s nut sack is full, you could pump it out in the vodka glass and, I know what to do with it, Mark you ok with this, yeah Lets go, John get my glass, got it, Mark lets see your cock please. He stood up and out came a very large dick, it was larger then Johns and quite a bit fatter, how nice, come her big boy. Joyce pulled off her t shirt showing off her 38s and said can’t jerk a guy off unless your tits are bouncing around and your nipples are rock hard, right? Yes was all mark could say.
It took her four minutes and Mark let go of a huge load, Joyce cooed at him, again? Please another four minutes and she had at least six ounces of cum. Again? nope I’m empty, looks good. She lifted the warm sticky concoctions to her lips and drank. Mark smiled your are my kind of woman, thank you sir, she held up the glass tipped it towards him in a gesture of thanks and finished it, you taste great. Thank you and you can do that anytime you want. Well thank you sir.
I’ll see you next week buddy, you guys have a great night, we will. Mark was gone, Well how about the good fucking you promised me?
John spread he legs rubbed the head of his cock on her wet pussy lips and pushed, oh god lover I can really get use to this, me too. Now lets fuck, yes. yes, yes.
Sunday morning John’s car pulled up and Joyce got out, waved goodbye and came in the house. I was sitting at the table drinking coffee. Good morning, hi hon it’s a great morning. Joyce your covered in cum, yeah it’s a good look for me don’t you think? Any more coffee? Full pot, well get some and tell me how it went.
A note from Joyce.
I have to admit I didn’t tell al about the anal or Mark until mark was also fucking me but that’s another date and story. If you enjoyed these first three date let us know as the affair went on for 18 months and there were many date and al relies on the tape for accuracy. To any female readers believe me try cum and vodka it’s great!

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Meet me during sixth hour.

I could see him watching me as I laughed with my boyfriend. We were leaning by his car, my back pressed against the cold metal and my boyfriends hands braced on either side of my head. I saw his jeep pull up and couldn’t resist the urge. When he got out of his car and began walking our direction I wrapped my arms around my boyfriend’s neck. I stare at the man through his sunglasses and knowing he was watching me to by the way he stopped and stared. Never breaking eye contact I slowly kissed my boyfriend, our tongues wrestling. I almost giggled as the man licked him lips. My boyfriends hand trailed up my shirt to cup my breast, leaving warm in his path. I watched the man eye the exposed skin of my stomach, For some reason I found the idea of him watching so exciting. The bell rang and I gently pushed my boyfriend back. He groaned in protest but let me begin walking to the building. I glanced over my shoulder at my teacher; his eyes were glued on me. I gave him a small wave and turned away, trying to ignore the heat that coursed through me.
Fourth period arrived and the class was loud as usual as I walked in. My teacher was sitting at his desk, drinking his tea. He was thirty-eight but still very sexy. Broad chest, muscular arms, and what I imagine to be strong legs. His eyes were a pretty blue and his mouth was curled up in an unconscious smile. He looked up at me when I walked in and gulped loudly. When I was in the hallway I moved my shirt around so that a lot of cleavage showed without my breasts hanging out. My skirt was already short so when I sat down at my desk and pulled my notebook and pen out, it rode up. He walked to his computer which was diagonally left of me and proceeds in taking roll, every few seconds his eyes would flicker to my legs and chest and away. Towards the end of class I shifted subtly in my seat and gave him a great view of my red underwear. The class flew by quickly and every time I asked a question he stammered.
I went through the next hour trying to think of new ways to torture my favorite teacher. I made it to my art class in time for roll call and to set my stuff down before Ms. Davis called me up to her desk. I walked up to her with open annoyance.
“Yes?” I asked softly. She looked up and handed me a pass.
“Your biology teacher wants to see you,” She replied, instantly forgetting I existed after she’d done what she was supposed to do. I turned and practically ran down the hall to his room. I paused outside his door and took a deep breath. I opened the door, not surprised to find him seated at his desk again. I instinctively sat on the counter’s that lined the west wall. The lights were off, only sunshine streamed through the four square windows. I crossed my legs, aware of his eyes following my every movement. He stood and paced across the room from me with thirty desks in between us. He looked up and cleared his throat.
“Well, hi,” he said slowly, nervously. It was very amusing to see him nervous. He was always so in control and confident.
“Hello,” I replied quietly. My hands were shaking and beginning to sweat.
“Your boyfriend had nice things to say about you this morning,” he said slowly, clasping his hands behind his back.
“Oh? What’s that?” I responded immediately.
“That he really likes you and that you’re amazing in bed,” he snapped, jealously oozing out of each syllable. I grinned like the Cheshire cat and watched the muscle in his jaw tick.
“Well, no comment there,” I teased, blushing. He silently made his way through the desks until he was uncomfortably close.
“Do you fantasize about anyone in fourth hour?” He asked randomly. I gasped slightly and blushed.
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“You,” I admitted softly. He leaned back on the nearest desk.
“How often?” he inquired.
“Two or three times a week. Do you ever fantasize about anyone in fourth hour?” I countered teasingly.
“Yes,”
“Who?”
“You,” He breathed with a smile. I bit my lip and shifted in my seat. His eyes darted to my short skirt.
“Well then, how often?” I asked, crossing my arms.
“Every goddamn day,” He exhaled; standing and moving so close his thighs pressed against my knees. “When you imagine me with you what happens?” I sucked in a breath at the warmth pool in my underwear.
“Y-you wrap my legs around you waist,” I said shakily as he mimicked the action. I loved the way his groin pressed against mine and how I could feel his erection. “Then you, uh, kiss me.”
He grinned and curled on hand around my neck and drew me forward slowly.
“You do it roughly,” I added. Abruptly, he yanked me forward and our lips met in a hard embrace. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pulled me closer so my chest touched his. My fingers splayed across his hard chest and I arched towards him. He slowly kissed my jaw line, down my neck, and paused at the hollow of my throat.
“Next?” He growled, his breath heating my skin. I took a shuddering breath and tried to focus.
“You take my shirt off, and my bra,” I muttered. He leaned back and pulled my t-shirt over my head. His palms were slightly sweating as he caressed my stomach and inched upwards, savoring the feel. My abdomen clenched and my head lolled back. He reached around behind me and unhooked my red bra. He leaned back, as if he was waiting for my approval. I licked my lips and shrugged my shoulders forward, the bra slipped down to my forearms and he pulled it off. He hesitated and gently palmed my breasts. He was so nervous; like a boy about to lose his virginity.
“Then do I tease you?” he asked, tauntingly. I nodded and clenched my eyes shut as his tongue flicked across my nipple, sending spasms across my body. He nipped at the hardened tips and pinched the other one, softly kneading it till I groaned. I arched and gripped his shoulders. Suddenly, I shoved him back. He stood there watching me suspiciously. I took a deep breath.
“What do you imagine when you think about me?” I asked, nervously. He smiled.
“I imagine you taking my shirt off, slowly,” He replied easily and moved back to me. I curled my fingers around the first button and popped it open. I repeated the process down to the last button and slipped my hands under it by his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. I grabbed the hem of his white undershirt and pulled it over his head. My breath was lodged in my throat when I took in the smoothness of his chest. It was hard and muscled, just like I had pictured it. I ran my fingers over it, delighting in the sensations. I gently kissed his chest where his heart was. He was so warm and his heart rate was erratic. I licked one of his nipples and giggled at the groan that escaped his throat.
“What now?” I asked, stroking abstract designs on him.
“You lean back and let me take off your skirt,” he mumbled, shoving me backwards. He undid my skirt and practically tore it off me and stared at my sexy red thong.
“Jeez, when I saw this earlier today I thought I’d cum in my pants,” he whispered hoarsely. I smiled and cocked my head to the side. “Now, take my pants off.” He ordered.
I slipped off the counter and fell to my knees and licked his lower abdomen, letting the tip of my tongue dip in the waistband of his slacks. I slowly unzipped and unbuttoned them and slid them down, waiting for him to step out of them before I looked back at him. He was wear grey boxers with an impressive tent in them.
“Take them off,” He barked. I hesitated, suddenly anxious, and slipped them down to his ankles, watching his feet as he ditched the last of his clothes. “Look at me,” he whispered. I managed to look up at him without looking at his penis. I was nervous.
“Yeah?” I muttered softly.
“Suck on me,” He said spontaneously. I arched a brow and forced myself to look at him. Holy shit, I thought, his penis is so long and thick. Suddenly ravenous, I licked the tip of it and lightly let my fingers graze his shaft. Gently, I slid my mouth around it and began bobbing my head up and down. His hands tangled in my hair as he encouraged me to go faster and faster. I used my right hand to pump the bottom of his dick and my left to massage his balls. He was thrusting himself into my mouth in an urgent fever as his groans grew louder and his penis pulsed in my hand. I pulled back and stood.
“Don’t stop,” he whined adorably. His expression was priceless.
“Play fair,” I admonished. He rolled his eyes and lifted me up, only to set me down on a desk. He slowly kiss each of my breasts and moved south down to my underwear, His hands moved up my thighs as he got on his knees. He kissed me through the dampness of my thong and I almost came right then. With two fingers he pulled my underwear off and stared at my core. I blushed and looked down at the fascination on his face. His breath warmed me and he licked up the juices that had begun to slide down my thighs. He kissed his way up to my pussy and French kissed it. I gasped and leaned backwards so my head hung off the desk and my hair swung down.
His tongue darted in an out of me and slid around my clit. I locked my legs around his neck and pulled him closer until I felt every movement his mouth made. I felt like I was flying se when he pulled away I sat up with a cry. His lips crushed against mine and tasted myself on his tongue. He dipped two fingers inside me and wiggled them around. I closed my hand around his penis and pumped furiously. Reluctantly we both stopped and he picked me up again. He laid me down on the rough carpet and kissed me once more. I felt the tip of his head press against my vagina and arched my hips to meet his initial thrust. He stretched and filled me so completely I had to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming.
“God, you are so tight,” He groaned. He slid in and out while I contracted my pelvic muscles to match the tempo. I clenched my eyes shut and felt perspiration appear on my forehead. I planted my hand on his chest and rolled us over, never letting him leave me. He smiled and panted. I let him take hold of my hands as I began to rock a slow rhythm, with random bursts of speed. Within minutes I felt myself on the brink of a climax. He sat up with his legs outstretched and my legs wrapped around his waist. His strong hands grabbed my waist and lifted me up slightly and let me fall back down on him. I got the picture and got on my knees and bounced quickly.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned. I bit my lip and let my head hang back. I snapped my eyes shut when I felt the spasms raked across my body and my muscles tighten as I came. In the middle of my pleasure he came inside me, filling me with warmth and intensifying my orgasm. I fell onto his chest and panted. His arms encircled me and I lifted my head up to kiss him. It was a slow passionate kiss that scared me more than having sex with a teacher. The jazzy bell rang, announcing it was the end o f the school day and I had been out of art all hour. I rose and began reassembling my clothes, watching him out of the corner of my eye as he did the same. I walked to the door when he finished dressing and paused. I spun to face him and gasped as he pressed me against the wooden door. He kissed me softly again and slipped something into my shirt.
“That was fantastic,” he breathed in my ear. I blushed again and shifted. He opened the door behind me and ushered me into the hall where an awkward silence ensued as the chaos of students rushing around surrounded us. I smiled brightly at him, comfortable in the public place.
“So, I guess I’ll see you on Monday.” I said numbly. His eyes flickered to the piece of paper he stuck in my bra, the paper that stuck out oddly against my black V-neck.
“Sure,” he replied, turning and walking back into his room to clean up the mess we left on the carpet. I turned and walked down the hall to my art class and gathered my stuff. I pulled the paper out and smiled. He had written his cell number on it and his address. I wondered if he wanted me to sneak over whenever his wife wasn’t home.

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They call me Dr. Love…

This is my first story. I don’t feel confident enough to make something up, so I think I’ll just tell the story of my first real sexual experience. It probably has too much build up…but oh well. If it turns out that I have any talent at all, I’ll post more of my limited escapades.
My name is Bret. I grew up in a small town in the Midwest with less than 1,000 people. It was the kind of community where you feel that everyone knows everyone. I’d lived in the same house my entire life, as had my neighbors. To one side we had an elderly couple and to the opposite lived a divorced man and his two daughters, whom I had know for over ten years.
In the early days, I was forced to take a half mile walk to school every morning. Eventually, my sister (my elder by 3 years) got her drivers license and hauled me back and forth.
During the winter months, my mother had decided that my sister could also take my neighbors daughters to school every morning. I believe this was probably the beginning of my relationship with Kay, the older of the two.
At the time, I was 13, Kay was 12, and her younger sister, Brianna, was only 10 or 11.
It all started innocently enough. We would sneak looks at each other, talk, and hold hands.
As the years progressed, it was my turn to receive my license at the age of 16. My sister moved off for college, leaving me the responsibility of hauling our neighbors to school.
Now, it’s worth mentioning that Kay and I never really got into a REAL relationship. It was all just that kid stuff years ago. I dated several girls and considered the friendship Kay and I shared was based only on the ride to school. Kay never really got into the swing of the dating scene. I don’t fully understand why. She wasn’t model material, but she had a beautiful face topped with strawberry blonde hair. She stood 5’3 and couldn’t have weighed more than 125. To me, she was still beautiful.
My junior year, at 17, I was as horny as any other red-blooded teenager. Kay and Brianna would get in my truck every morning and it was all I could do to keep from getting a chub just looking at her. The ride to and from school was easily the highlight of my day.
My nights consisted of fantasizing about the things that could be between Kay and I. I’d lay in bed and we’d text each other all hours of the night, but neither of us let on that we had feelings for the other.
The way our homes are set up, Kay, Brianna, and I all had rooms on the top floor. The windows to Kay and I’s respected rooms faced each other almost perfectly with about 30 feet separating us. Briannas was down the hall from Kays. Kay also had her own full bathroom.
More than once I’d shut all my lights out and watch Kay move about her room. Her bed attired usually consisted of a tank top and a pair of oh so short shorts. On my lucky days, I’d catch Kay coming out of her bathroom with only a towel shielding her body from the world. Her body glistened from the shower water and she looked like a goddess to me.
Only once was I privileged enough to catch Kay coming out of her bathroom fully nude. At 16, puberty had done her well. As can be imagined, self-inflicted sexual exhaustion put me to sleep that night.
But I digress.
As January rolled around, boys basketball was in full swing. Sitting at lunch one day, Kay sat down next to me.
“Hey Bret.” She said with her normal white smile.
“Hey.” I replied.
“Um. Are you going to the game tonight?” she asked.
“I dunno. Maybe.” was my answer.
“Oh. Well, if you do, could you take me? I really wanna go but I don’t have a ride.” she said.
“Sure thing, Kay.” I said.
She smiled and I watched her walk away as her jeans clung to her for dear life. As soon as she asked me, I knew I wanted to go. Not for the game, but for the chance to be with her. I sent her a text an hour later telling her to be ready by 5 and we’d leave for the rival school, which was roughly 45 miles away.
5 rolled around slowly and I was ready to rock. I walked out to see her sitting on my tailgate smiling.
“You ready?” She asked.
“You bet.” I replied.
The ride started off normal enough. We talked about the game, people at school, the normal stuff. Somehow, the conversation turned to relationships and my inability to keep one. Ultimately, the big question finally came up.
“So…have you…”done it” yet?” She asked.
I was taken aback.
“Why would you ask that?” I questioned.
“Just a question. You don’t have to tell me.” she replied.
“No, no…it’s cool. Well…uh…no. I just can’t seem to get that far.” was my answer.
“Oh.” She said.
“What about you?” I asked.
“Well…yeah. Only once though.”
I couldn’t believe it. It made me feel depressed just hearing that someone had deflowered my sweet, sweet Kay. She explained to me that it was a one time thing that just kind of happened. It wasn’t someone she was dating, just something that got carried away.
Needless to say, I wasn’t much for talking the rest of the ride. Why couldn’t I just let Kay know how I felt about her?
The game seemed to take an eternity and we eneded up losing 64-58. The ride home offered no solace as Kay was on the phone with one of her gal pals most of the ride. Around 11 I pulled in my drive.
“Thanks!” Kay said as she leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.
“No problem.” was all I could muster.
I went inside and straight up to my room, leaving my lights all off. I watched as Kay made her way into her room, on the phone again. She pulled off her white shirt, revealing a lacy bra. She struggled peeling her tight jeans off around her lovely hips and slid them down over her orange and pink high-cut boyshorts.
She sat on her bed, running her hand through her shoulder-length hair, all the time yacking on the phone.
Finally, she closed her phone, looked at it and opened it back up. Her fingers began rushing all over her keypad. Immediately, I figured she was texting the scumbag that took her virginity.
To my surprise, my phone began to vibrate. I opened it up, seeing I had a new text from Kay.
“Is everything ok?” it read.
“Couldn’t be better” I replied.
“Are you sure? It just seemed like you weren’t happy tonight…” she responded.
“Yeah, sure. Everything is great.” I sent, immediately feeling like an asshole for the sarcasm-laden message.
“You wanna talk?” She asked.
“I don’t feel like talking on the phone. I’m tired.” I replied.
“Just come over here.” she said.
I had mixed emotions. I was so upset, yet excited that she wanted me over.
“Why?” I asked.
“Just do it, weirdo ” She answered.
Kays father is a severe alcoholic. I felt totally comfortable going into their house knowing he would be at the bar.
I left my house, crossed their yard, and walked in their back door. I froze. I looked into the living room and saw the glow of the television. I eased my way toward the light and saw it was only 15 year old Brianna asleep on the couch. She looked so much like her sister. She wouldn’t become part of my life for another year, though.
I crept up the stairs to the room adjacent from my own. I knocked on the door and a cheery voice invited me in. To my disappointment, she had slipped on a pair of shorts and a tank top over her body. She invited me to sit on her bed beside her. I took off my jacket and laid it on the floor, then joined her.
“So what’s wrong?” She asked.
“Like I said…nothing.” My voice had no emotion to it.
“Come one. You can tell me.” She batted her eyes.
“Nothing to tell, Kay.” I said.
She grabbed my arm.
“Bret. Come on.” She urged.
“It’s just…” I started. She looked me in the eye.
“It’s just I really like you, Kay. I’m sorry, but I have for so long now. You’re the only girl I think about and the only one I wanna be around. I just couldn’t believe that you’d do something like that with someone else…it kinda hurt. I’m sorry, Kay…but I think I love you.” I said.
Kay had a weird mixture of shock and sadness on her face.
“Now that that’s over I’ll just go now.” I offered.
“No…don’t do that.” She said. “For the longest time…I’ve had a crush on you. I wasn’t going to tell you, though. I just thought you saw me as some dopey kid next door. I wanna be with you too.” She said.
Kay and I sat in silence for a few moments. Gradually, our faces drew closer and closer. Our lips met in a culmination of everything I dreamed of. Our tongues danced with one another in the middle of our teenage lust.
Slowly, I began laying Kay down next to me. We continued to kiss passionately as I massaged her thigh. I ran my finger under the elastic of her small blue shorts. She broke the kiss and looked at me. Then, she bit her lip and looked adorable. She just smiled and kissed me again, I took that as a sign to move forward.
She raised her back off the bed as I moved her shorts down her legs and over her ankles. I took my middle finger and rubbed it over her panty-covered mound. She giggled a little and kept a deathlock on my mouth.
Quickly losing interest, I decided it was time for the panties to go as well. I slid them down and threw them at her door. I looked down at the object of my desire and smiled. Just as I had thought, she was shaved to perfection. I took off my shirt and threw it toward the direction of her panties crash zone. I leaned down and ran my tongue just above magical slit. She looked down at me with her deep brown eyes and just smiled. I ran my hands up and down her thighs as I forced my tongue in and out of her pleasure receptor. The sweet and salty mix had my member growing to full capacity. I stood up and undid my belt buckle, removing my belt. She sat up and tugged at the bottom of her tank top. She then reached behind her and removed her bra. She used her finger to call me over to her naked side.
Reaching out, Kay ran her hand up and down the 6 inch bulge in my pants. Fearing “firing my gun too soon”, I coaxed her on. She undid my button and fly and I helped slide my pants to the floor. My boxers did nothing to help hide my ever-throbbing erection. I slid them off and my dick sprang to a life of it’s own. I moved closer to her and she slowly stroked my blood-filled member.
“Ohh..” I said silently.
She got up and pushed me on the bed. I laid back, legs draping over the edge. She got onto her knees and gave me a further inspection. A taste test was in order. Kay had no problem taking my full cock into her mouth. The feeling was phenomenal. The most beautiful girl I knew, the object of my desire, was doing all she could to please me.
My hips began bucking, slamming my balls into the underside of her chin.
“Whoa!” I said, wanting to prolong this as long as I could. I was about to cum.
Kay reached under her bed and pulled out a shoe box. Inside laid a few condoms. She pulled one out that was wrapped in red. She opened it up and slowly worked it down my shaft. She stood up and smiled at my naked body. She got on the bed and crawled over to me. She raised a leg and straddled me, looking me right in the eye. I placed my hands on each asscheek and she slowly lowered herself down.
My head spun from the insane pleasure originating from my groin. She laid her chest to mine and moved her hips up and down slowly. I kissed her neck and massaged her backside. Kay let out very faint yelps and I was lost in ecstacy. She pushed off my chest and leaned back on her arms, grinding her hips all the time. I reached up and took in the gorgeous sight before me. Her perfect breasts swayed almost in slow motion in front of my face. I looked further down to see my cock being assaulted by her vagina. I leaned up and took her left nipple into my mouth, my tongue combatting it’s stiffness.
I grabbed Kay from underneath and stood up. I turned around and laid her on the bed. I lifted her leg and allowed my member to penetrate her once again. I raised my hips and slammed them down over and over and over. Kay hit her orgasm. A scream shot out of her mouth that I was sure was going to wake up a sleeping Brianna downstairs. The sheer pleasure in her voice sent me into space. I pumped and pumped and reached my own climax.
“Ohhhh Goddddd…” was all I could get out.
I exploded inside Kay. Thank God for that condom. I continued to pump until I was gasping for air. I collapsed on top of her and laid there for some time. I looked down at Kay who was smiling at me. We kissed passionately once more. Slowly, my member went flaccid and slipped out of her. We laid there kissing and giggling for a few moments more and I decided to let Kay get some sleep. I brought her bra and panties to her and watched her put them back on. I applied my own garments back to my body and leaned down to kiss Kay one last time.
I walked back to my house the happiest I had ever been. I walked upstairs and fell on my bed. I felt my phone vibrate. I opened it and saw I had a text from Kay.
“Love you.” It read.
“I love you too” I replied.

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