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Gentlemen meet Isis. Isis is a wild Asian teen. She’s pretty much your average teen - she likes to go shopping at the mall with her friends, flirt with cute guys and all that boring stuff. But somewhere along the way she met Master Len. She had no idea what she was getting into. Before Master Len her sex life was pretty dull - most of guys she was sleeping with were pretty boring in bed. There is nothing boring about Master Len. It took a while but he was finally able to work up to the level where she was willing to get tied down with strong, unbreakable ropes. Isis never really though of herself as submissive, in fact she didn’t even know what submissive really was until she met Master Len. But she definitely enjoys being restrained and un able to move. She admits she definitely gets turned on by the bondage.

Click here to check out Isis’s pictures from the first time she got tied up. She tried to struggle free, but with no avail. Master Len had her secured in his ropes and she wasn’t able to escape until he let her.

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Hey guys, Kitty Karsen here. I realized today that I haven’t posted a video for a while. I know how much you naughty men like them, so I’m sorry and hopefully I’ll be able to make it up to you.

I hope you like this video of me using a big dildo to get myself off. This is one of my favorite vids. I had just gotten the dildo a few days before and this was the first time I got to "test" it out. It’s pretty safe it did the job very well. It filled my tiny pussy and then some. It felt so good sliding in and out of me. I got so wet it wasn’t even funny and I was about to "fuck" myself with it so fast. Plus, I always get so turned on when the camera is on. It wasn’t long before I was having an orgasm.

Just thinking about that day is getting my panties a little wet right now. I might have to break out the dildo soon. I’m home, in between classes right now but I may have to skip my afternoon class and take care of some personal business. If you’re getting turned on, you should check out all the videos inside my website. I’m always posting naughty videos and even pictures too.

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I was happy to go there. I’d never been to Europe before. I was to go to Bonn for eight days. My friend called on me the day before the flight and said I was damn happy to go to Germany as German girls are really sexy. He said I had to use my chance and have fun with chicks, just like in German porn. I thought it was a great idea. I just loved German porn movies.

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Anyways, I arrived in Bonn. I got to my hotel room. It was my day off and I only had to be in the office next day. I didn’t wanna waste my time sitting in the room. I went out for a walk. I couldn’t say I liked German girls.

I went to the office next day. Boss was an old grey German. After talking about business he said I could go and check their equipment. He added their best specialist would show me the way and generally show me around.

The “best specialist” turned out to be a fantastic blonde of about 30. Her huge boobs were pressing against the table. We went to the workshop. She stood up from her table and I saw her wear a very short skirt and dark stockings. Her legs were really slender and really beautiful. She was walking in front of me and I saw her buttocks sway from side to side… My dick was getting harder. We spent some time walking round the workshop, I just couldn’t stop looking at her gorgeous body and her plump lips.

We spent three days talking and walking. She showed me round their company, telling me about the technologies they used, about the know-hows they tried to introduce. All those three days I had to keep my hands in pockets for it to be not so noticeable that my dick was hard and ripping through.

I got used to spending all day long with her. I can even say she was like a friend to me. Once when we were in one of the workshops alone I patted her butt with a hand. She looked at me and said that work wasn’t the appropriate place for such actions (“Du musst das here nicht machen.” Something like this.)

I invited her to the hotel restaurant next day. I said it was a business meeting. She was wearing a red dress and red high heels. We were talking about work then some more about our personal life, our hobbies. She said wine made her dizzy so I offered her to go to my room to have some rest.

We got in the elevator. We were standing really close to each other. I just couldn’t remain indifferent. I started fondling her hip, raising her dress. Her skin was so soft! She started breathing heavy. When I got close to her pussy she started kissing me. I caressed her butt and got my fingers under her panties. Two fingers entered her slit, then I added another one, and another one. Four fingers in her snatch! She cried out, I started fucking her with my fingers. The doors flung opened and we went to my room.

I put her on the table and raised her dress. I pulled off her panties. She was swaying her hips, rubbing her pussy against my cock. I was just crazed by desire to fuck her. I threw off my pants and briefs and entered her asshole. She was moaning and crying while I was screwing her butt. She was turning me on!

After the first ejaculation she turned round and started sucking the dick. I came the second time. I came right in her mouth. She giggled and spread my sperm over her face saying:

“Sehr gut, Amerikaner.”

She took off her dress. I squeezed her boobs. We were kissing. She lay down on the table, spread her hips and asked me to lick her twat. I entered her at full length of my cock instead. I raised her feet on my shoulders and never stopped screwing her till I came for the third time. She climaxed too. She was crying so loud! I really thought some hotel staff would come and ask if we were ok.

I was exhausted. She went to the bathroom. She dressed up and left. I saw her in the office next morning. We behaved as if nothing had happened. I asked her out that night. She smiled and asked me to pick her up.

I took a car and arrived at her house. She was wearing a long black skirt with a long slit in the front. She had black stockings and a white blouse with a deep cleavage on. She suggested taking a drive round the town. We got in the park and I stopped the engine. We were sitting in the car, I was staring at her legs. She saw it and took my hand to put it between her hips.

I was fondling her pussy, it was turning her on. I started caressing her body, she giggled and pushed me away. She got out of the car and beckoned me to come up to her. She was standing leaning her back on the tree trunk. She raised her skirt slowly, swaying her hips from side to side in a very sexy way.

I was hot. She pushed on my shoulders and I got on my knees. Her twat was in front of my face. I sucked on her wet and hot vagina. It smelled so great. I was licking her passionately; I was thirsty for her juices. The girl was moaning and crying. She came on my face. Then she set her skirt right and got in the car.

We went to my hotel room. She got completely naked. She was walking in the room seducing me by her figure and her sexy movements. She kissed me, I squeezed her tits, my dick entered her gushing slit. We made love on the floor.

Then I entered her mouth standing on my knees above her. We had a shower together. Then we had some tea.

She was getting dressed standing in front of the mirror. One of the stockings fell on the floor. She bent down to pick it. Her butt looked so luring and inviting me inside. I started rubbing my cock against her cheeks. I entered her butt and started drilling it till I came.

I turned her round to kiss her melons. She was crying. I got to her crotch. She spread her hips and gave me full access to her sweet vagina. First I was licking her pussy and then she started sucking my cock, I was fucking her boobs. Semen was streaming on her face. But I was still hard and hot. I entered her pussy and came several more times that way. That was it.

I flew off back home next day. She was smiling nicely shaking my hand and saying good bye. I got on board thinking about my crazy business trip. Man, I had so much sex with her not thinking about protection, but anyway what’s done can’t be undone.

I got my hand in the pocket and found a note there reading: “Das war fantastish. Don’t worry I’m infertile. Gretchen.”

I’m 45 now, I’m married, and I lead a different life now. I’m lying on the couch typing it and thinking sex with Gretchen was the best in my life.

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She couldn’t move, her body not obeying her. Her head felt foggy, and no sound came out of her mouth. She saw the girl approach, pulling her legs apart slowly, exposing her. They were both naked, the room dark. Krissy felt her heart pound, her voice not working. God, what was wrong with her? Last thing she remembered she was pretty drunk and she thought maybe she passed out. And then waking up with this woman’s mouth on hers, her hands taking off her clothes.

The girl put some sort of lubricant between her legs and she felt her warm hand between her legs. Krissy whimpered slightly as the girl came over her, her eyes dark and Krissy had the fleeting image of a tall, lithe body and then she gasped, feeling the length of something thick, inside her tight depths. The girl lifted her legs and she realized that the dildo she had inside of her was also inserted inside of the girl, that she was also having sex with the woman as she pulled back, then filled her completely. The girl’s rhythm was slow and steady, but gentle and Krissy felt her body react even though she didn’t outwardly.

Her breasts felt swollen, her vagina started to throb and she looked up at the girl, helpless. The girl laced her hands in hers and bent down, her mouth going to her breasts. Krissy heard herself moan, felt her nipples being suckled strongly and a gush of wetness shot between her legs. She was being taken strongly and it felt so incredible, shock reverberating through her. She wasn’t supposed to feel this, was she? The girl’s mouth was on hers, her hips thrusting deeper and they both moaned and she realized she could move her hands. She flexed them and the girl’s mouth pulled from hers, surprise in her eyes, her hips stopping.

They stared at one another and Krissy whispered, “Don’t stop,” her voice hoarse. The girl’s eyes changed, and then she started to thrust harder, her hand turning on some sort of vibration, both of them jerking. Krissy’s legs twined around her hips, her breasts brushing hers again and again. Krissy arched beneath her, the girl holding her wrists. She felt her orgasm slide through her and she fought it but the girl held her down, fucking her slowly. She gasped, feeling herself milk the thickness inside of her over and over.

The girl flipped her over and took her from behind, her face in the pillow and she felt her fingers push lightly into her ass. She whimpered as she was taken in both places, her body shaking. “Do you like that?” the girl groaned into her ear as she lay her body over her. “Do you like me deep inside of you?” “Yes.” Krissy moaned, feeling so full, so penetrated. “Take me..” she moaned. “Fuck yeah..” the girl groaned, slapping her ass with her stomach. She felt another climax hit her low in her back and she felt the girl above her push her deep into the bed as she rode her through the wave.

Krissy turned over, the girl still embedded in her and she sat up, in her arms. Krissy slid onto her, the dildo deep and the girl swallowed, feeling it in her as well. “Ride me..” Krissy whispered and the girl hesitated, then put her legs over Krissy’s, her now being the one fucked. Krissy pulled her down tight, forcing her to take the whole length and the girl whimpered, her hands going to her shoulders as she thrust into her over and over, the vibration directly on her clit. She cupped her breast, flicking the nipple. “You like that?” she ground out, holding her tight so she couldn’t move, could only be fucked. “Yeah…” the girl moaned, her legs spread wide. “Say it…” Krissy said, gliding in and out of her strongly. “I…God..I love it.” she groaned softly, her climax flying through both of them, their eyes wide on one another.

The girl stilled over her, turning the toy off. “I think….I’ve met my match,” she whispered. Krissy felt her mouth curve. “I know you have.” “God you’re so hot,” she girl shook her head. “You must’ve thought so, bringing me home like this.” She still felt slightly disoriented, but she knew exactly what had happened and her participation in it. “I wanted you so bad I could’ve just fucked you there, at the club.” Krissy felt her mouth curve. Remembered the girl and her in the bathroom, their mouths on one another. “Did you put something in my drink?” The girl frowned, shaking her head, “No, definitely not.” “I think someone did…” “I thought you were a bit drunk…there was this guy though that was sort of stalking you.” Krissy licked her lips slowly as her memory started to come back, “Yeah, some blond guy, right?” The girl nodded, “Had to tell him to back off. Told him you were mine.” Krissy felt her body relax, “Well, you definitely had me.”

The girl looked at her, a grin coming to her face. She was actually quite beautiful and with that smile, stunning. “Let me make love to you..” Krissy blinked up at her, “Yeah?” “Yeah..” the girl whispered. Krissy bit her lip and then nodded. The girl gently withdrew from her, then pulled it out of herself. Krissy though it was the hottest thing she had ever seen, her vagina glistening in the dim light of the room. The girl saw her looking between her legs and she shook her head, “Me first…” Krissy felt her breath leave her as the girl lay her down on the silky sheets, her body between her legs.

“I want to eat you out nice and slow, make you come for me a few times before I take you again..” the girl whispered, looking down at her. Krissy groaned softly, feeling a dull ache between her legs at her words. The girl’s mouth curved, “Would you like that?” “Yes,” Krissy bit her lip, her hands moving up the girl’s ribcage, her stomach muscles taut, an athletes body. The girl bent her head, their lips meeting and all she could think about was the long night ahead of them, as her eyes drifted shut and her senses came alive again.

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Cat swore under her breath, as she took the three, already knowing that it wasn’t going to go in. She seemed to be off at least a foot with all her shots lately. She sighed, running back down the court. She looked up at the clock. 10 seconds. She held up her hand, pushing back against the girl behind her.  Her point guard dribbled, threw it. She turned, dribbled, fade away…nothing but net. Nice. She heard the buzzer and finally relaxed, getting high-fives and a few pats. Well, it could’ve gone worse.

After the game, she threw her stuff in her bag, and took a quick shower, not wanting to stick around. Most of the team was going out to eat, but she really hadn’t had much of an appetite lately. She had been in a bad mood for the last two weeks. Ever since she had brought that girl home. Fucking gorgeous girl. Had made her heart skip a beat the moment she had seen her in the club. Knew that she had to have her. Straight girl, dancing with her friends, a few guys. She was stunning, her body a 10. Her face even higher if that was possible. The girl was getting drunk, giggly. They made eye contact a few times, the girl not looking away, but not really smiling.

She saw darkness behind those eyes, found it intriguing. So after awhile of looking, she finally followed her into the bathroom and into the last stall, locking the door behind her. The girl had turned, surprise in her eyes. Big seafoam green eyes that made her stomach flip slightly. She had touched her face, pulled her close and the girl had been too shocked to do anything but let her. She took her mouth slowly and then harder, pushing her into the wall behind them. She was so soft, her mouth moist, her body hot beneath hers. At first she hadn’t responded, her hands going to her stomach to push her away, but her breathing changed, her mouth opening under hers slowly. God she was hot, tasted so fucking good.

She cupped her full breast, feeling the nipple harden under her thumb, her legs going between hers. The girl moaned softly, felt her body respond. The door opened and they heard voice. The girl pushed her away, indecision in her eyes. She liked that. Liked a girl that wasn’t easily persuaded. Cat never had a problem getting a girl in her bed. She liked the challenge. The rest of the night, the girl stayed in her sights, her eyes taking everything in, how she seemed more agitated, her eyes going to her more often, her cheeks flushed. She was also taking more shots, and she knew the girl was going to be too drunk soon to know what was going on. She didn’t want a comatose girl for God’s sake.

And then there was that guy that kept following her around, trying to touch her, get her to dance. She could tell the advances were unwanted and the last time the girl had gone to the restroom she had talked to him, her eyes steady on his. Both of them predators, understanding one another. He had left not soon afterwards.

Getting her to come with her had been a lot easier than she had thought. It was last call, her friends trying to get her to go to another after hours club. The small hesitance from her was her window. And she took it. She had approached her, the girl leaning back against the wall, putting her jacket on. She had met her eyes warily, and she stopped in front of her. Her friends were going out the door, all but forgetting about her, they were all too drunk. “Come home with me,” Cat had said softly, her finger going up her side, touching her hip. Their faces were close, their lips nearly touching. The girl had not said anything, her eyes wide. She then laced her hand in hers and she had followed her out the door.

She had turned the radio up loud, racing through the streets, wanting badly to feel her under her and be inside of her. The girl’s long blonde hair was wildly flowing, the window down and her hand had gone up her leg, under her skirt, spreading her legs. She could see the girl’s nipples hard under her thin top. Her hands were clutching the seat. She wanted them clutching the bed. They had walked up the steps, the girl weaving slightly and she wondered if maybe this was a good idea. The girl had seemed willing enough, but was enough ok? She was awfully drunk.

But all those fleeting thoughts left as soon as she got her in the house and her bedroom. She undressed her slowly, laying her on the bed, their mouths on one another. Peeling off her clothing, she felt her heart stop. How could someone be so perfect looking? The girl had lain on the bed, her body not moving, just her eyes. Maybe she liked to be submissive, liked to get fucked. She could do that, had no problem with that. If she hadn’t been making soft sounds of pleasure, she might’ve stopped, but she had been so she had decided she would penetrate her fully, make her hers. Make her respond. She had used one of her larger toys. See what this girl could handle. And she had handled it just fine, her body taking every inch, slowly but surely.

Her hands lay at her sides, her legs spread, her mouth parted as she took her nice and deep. A strange sensation went through her, watching this girl lay pliant beneath her, not moving. If a girl wasn’t really responding, was it wrong? She didn’t think she could’ve stopped if she wanted to it felt so good being in her, her own insides clenching at her invasion. Her body started to glisten with sweat as she fucked her pussy. She took her breasts in her mouth, felt her own nipples hard, aching. She didn’t know how long she had been inside of her, gliding in and ou of her when she felt the girl’s hands clench under hers. Surprised, she stopped moving, looking down at her.

The girl’s eyes were intense on her. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip and Cat felt herself twitch watching her. “Don’t stop,” she had whispered and Cat had groaned at her words. So she was here with her. And she didn’t want her to stop. She reached down, turning on the vibration and the girl jerked under her. Fuck. The girl had responded as much as she had. She had felt her climax, felt her fight it, held her down making her feel it, then turned her over, wanting to be in her ass, holding her to the bed, the girl moving under her, fluid.

She had come again and Cat thought she might have too when Krissy turned over, telling her to ride her. She was normally the one that did the screwing. But she couldn’t say no, needed what this girl was offering. It had been awhile since she gave someone else the control she always maintained. The girl held her tight, fucking her strongly and she had the strongest orgasm she had ever had in her life. And then the rest of the night…well, that turned out to be about something else entirely. Softer, gentle…making love instead of fucking. It was like both of them knew just how to touch one another, their skin and mouths on one another.

When she woke, the girl was leaving. Their eyes connected as she opened the door, and then she was gone. For the first time in her life, she wanted to get up, started to get up and go after her, but her pride wouldn’t let her open that door, stop her. She felt ashamed at what she had done, bringing an obviously straight girl home and forcing her to feel that pleasure. An obviously wasted girl. Even if she had in the end wanted what she gave, she really hadn’t given her a choice, had she? And it didn’t sit well with her in the light of day. She didn’t have a problem in the bedroom, ever. Resorting to bringing a drunk girl home…what was wrong with her? And what was even worse was that she couldn’t stop thinking about her. Wanted her again. Any way she could have her. And didn’t even know her name.

She stopped at the store, grabbing a few items and a six pack on her way home from the game. She threw her stuff in her room and changed into shorts and a tshirt, then turned on the TV and opened a beer, watching sports highlights. She wished like hell she could just forget about the girl and that everytime she went into the bedroom she didn’t see her lying in it, tangled in the sheets, waiting for her, that  sexy smile curving her lips upwards as if beckoning her to join her again.

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Krissy got out of the shower, toweling dry. Her body didn’t feel like her own, its awakening changing her sensitivity. Her nipples were constantly hard the last few weeks, between her legs, moist. She looked at her face in the mirror, free of make-up, her blue eyes staring back at her. She felt her cheeks flush and she threw the towel over the rack, heading into her bedroom. She flipped on the TV and sat on the bed, putting on lotion. Her own hands on her body brought a reaction and she swore, finishing as quickly as possible.

She hadn’t touched herself, not giving herself release after that night. Trying to not make it real, what had happened. She wanted to lay on the bed, close her eyes, spread her legs, push her own fingers into her, rub her sensitive clit..come…thinking about that woman inside of her, fucking her. Her mouth on her…oh shit. What the fuck had happened? She had gone out with friends, celebrating one of them getting married. Way too much to drink. Seeing her for the first time, she felt a little out of breath. Even though she was straight, it was impossible not to notice her. Tall, long dark hair, dark eyes. All arms and legs. An athlete. She could tell by the way she carried herself, her movement fluid. She was sexy, there was no denying that. Her body had an actual visceral reaction to her. And she had found her looking at her a few times, both of them studying one another.

And then she had found herself in the stall with her, the girl’s eyes pulling her in. Her mouth, her hand on her breast…she felt her body surge, knew desire when she felt it…felt confused. And she drank more. She remembered the girl at the end of the night, leaving her friend, approaching her. And she wanted to say no, but when she had taken her hand, she followed her as though in a trance. She was definitely attracted to her, wanted…something. And then it was sort of a blur until she had found herself lying naked on her bed, watching her walk towards her.

Goddamn she had never been taken like that, like she had no control over what was happening. She was usually the one in charge in bed and it was….indescribable. She was so turned-on she thought she might have come before the girl was actually inside of her. And coming multiple times, her body unable to control itself and quite honestly, her not caring. She wanted that girl in any which was she could have her. And even though she had never been with a woman, it wasn’t even something that occured to her at that point. It was just her and the girl, making one another feel pleasure.

Because she had fucked the girl too. Made her ride her. Shit. After the fucking came the making love…and even though the initial taking had been sexy as all hell, the making love had blown her mind. She had finally passed out from their coupling, her body unable to take any more orgasms as they kept blending into one another. In the morning, she woke first, the sun starting to rise. She had felt herself cradled in her arms, had looked at her sleeping face for awhile. The girl was so gorgeous. And she wanted to stay in her arms. But that indecision started to settle in, and she had slipped into her clothes, looking back at her before she left. The girl had stirred and their eyes met. She wanted to crawl back into bed with her, wanted to feel her hands caressing her again, but couldn’t go back to her, and had left.

And now…now she could barely sleep, eat..her mind running in circles. She knew what she wanted, and really ultimately what she needed. But she was scared, not knowing if she could really BE with a woman. Was it just a fling or something much deeper than that? Because she had one night stands before, a nice no-strings-attached sort of sleeping together and this didn’t feel anything like that. No only did her body tell her that, but her mind did as well.

She pulled on jeans and a tshirt, her eyes going to the TV. She had put it on ESPN for some reason, something she didn’t normally watch. They were showing highlights of what looked like women’s professional basketball. Damn those women were so strong looking. Her hands froze midway between buttons on her jeans, her eyes widening. Oh my God. There she was. The girl from that night. Looking very good in her uniform as she wiped her face with a towel before going back onto the court with her team. They did a close up, sweat running down her neck, her eyes looking up at the scoreboard for a moment as she tucked a strand of lose hair behind her ear. She felt herself get wet just looking at her.

They showed her from behind. That uniform didn’t do her justice, but yeah…that was definitely her ass. She had thought she was an athlete, she wasn’t wrong about that. She laughed in spite of herself. Well damn. Cat. She finally knew her name. Looking just as good as she remembered, seeing her leaving her feeling like a limp noodle. Nice. She looked up at the clock seeing she was running late. And the party just had to be at a lesbian bar. Fucking great. Just what she needed. Not being able to get this girl out of her mind, and having to go to an all-girl bar. She wasn’t dressing up, didn’t need the added attention. A few drinks, that’s all she was staying for. She pulled up her hair in a ponytail and slipped on sandals. She hoped the night would go by quick.

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Cat sat back, shaking her head. The girl grinned down at her, and tried to tug her into a standing position. “Huh uh,” she smiled. “Please?” the girl smiled. “Two left feet baby, sorry.” She slouched down further in her seat. She really had not wanted to come out. Wanted to stay at home and just relax, have another beer. Wasn’t really interested in getting laid. Which pissed her off because she was always in the mood.

The girl squeezed her hand and then let go at the same moment her eyes flirted across and then went back to the group coming in. A bunch of girls. Some dressed up, some casual. The party she guessed, knowing the back area had been reserved for a party of ten. And then she saw her, near the back of the pack. Dressed in jeans and a tank top layered over another, her hair pulled up. She felt butterflies in her stomach just setting eyes on her again. Hadn’t realized just how much she actually had…missed her. How could you miss someone you didn’t even know? Hell, she didn’t even know her name, but she had memorized her body, and that mouth.

They walked past slightly below where she was sitting, up in a raised area. She stood, and the girl’s eyes went up to where she was standing, and she nearly ran into the girl in front of her. They stared at one another and then she continued walking with her friends towards the back. Those same green eyes….she wanted to go talk to her. Knew it was a bad idea. The ball was in her court, no pun intended. She knew where she lived, could have come too see her. It obviously wasn’t something she wanted, whatever it was that was between them.

For the first time in her life, she cared. She sighed. She couldn’t do anything about the girl not wanting her. If she didn’t, she didn’t. So for the rest of the night, she avoided the back and dance area, staying by the pool tables and her friends sitting in the raised area. She caught glimpses of her, tried to pretend like it didn’t matter that she was there, but inside she wanted very much to show her what she wanted.

After a few more drinks, she felt looser, better. But her heart actually felt heavy. The girl that had asked her to dance earlier had been all over her, showing her pretty much that she could take her home, have her. She debated it. Take her home and be thinking about someone else? Or take her home to forget? Finally they decided to go to another club and as they were leaving, she saw her as she ws coming down the steps with her friends. Their eyes connected and she felt this pull, like a magnet towards her. The girl with her put her arm around her waist, pulling her out the door and even as she went, she thought it was a mistake. That who she wanted was still in the bar.

So when they go to the two cars, she begged off, disappointment clear in the girl’s eyes. Well, you can’t please everyone. She went back to the club, stood outside talking to Rich, the bouncer for awhile. Debating if she wanted to go in or not. The door opened and the group of girls came out, Krissy near the middle, laughing with one of her friends. She could tell she was sober. She stood against the wall with Rich, watching them as they passed.

The girl next to Krissy looked over at her and smiled, flirty. Krissy turned to see what she was looking at and blinked, surprised. Cat felt her mouth curve slowly and Krissy bit her lip, her head turning to look at her as they kept walking. Well, she supposed she could stop her. She was waiting for her, right? But once again her stupid pride made her just stand there and watch her walk away for a second time. The one woman she wanted…she couldn’t have. Seemed about right. She said goodbye to Rich and turned the corner, heading to her car across the street. Better to go home alone than to pretend things are fine the way they are and stay out.

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Krissy turned at the car, watching Cat head across the street. She had thought for sure that she was going to take that girl home that had been on her all night. Try as she might, she had not been able to ignore her even though she didn’t approach her. What was she supposed to say? Hi, remember me? The girl that you fucked so good she didn’t want to get out of bed for days? That can’t forget you no matter how hard she tries? That wants you inside of her again and wants to be inside of you?

Her eyes were continually drawn to where she was. Pretending like this sexy gorgeous creature that turned her inside out was not in the same bar as her after weeks of thinking about her. She felt sort of stupid now, knowing who she was, that she could probably get any girl she wanted…she was just some chick she picked up in a bar. Probably some conquest. And here she was just staring at her, wishing for…to be in her arms again. Was she insane to want her?

Cat hadn’t approached her and she hadn’t approached Cat. Scared of rejection…scared of her own reaction to her. She said goodbye to her friends, getting in her car. She had only two beers earlier in the night, not wanting to drink. Not wanting it to be a crutch so she would’t have to deal with how she was feeling. And when she watched her drive away, she knew what she wanted. Even if she rejected her, she had to try. Because she knew this ache wouldn’t go away regardless of how much she willed it to.

She drove slowly, sorting out her thoughts. When she got there, she parked, looking up at her window. A light was on, the TV colors swirling behind the closed curtains. She got out of her car, walking across the street. She took the steps and then knocked hesitantly. She heard movement and a moment later, the door opened. Cat was standing in front of her, in shorts and a t-shirt, barefoot. Krissy chewed on her lip, feeling so much, but afraid at the same time. She looked so damn good. That olive skin dark from the sun, her caramel colored eyes on hers, those full lips just asking to be kissed. They looked at one another for a long moment.

“Come here..” Cat said softly. Krissy stepped over the threshold and into her arms. Cat folded her into her body, closing the door behind her. She buried her face in her neck, grasping her shirt, needing her..the feeling surging through her. Cat lifted her gently, Krissy’s legs twining around her hips and she carried her to the couch, sitting down. Krissy lifted her head, and their mouths brushed. Their eyes stayed open as they kissed softly.

“I’m scared…I don’t want to need you like this,” Krissy whispered, her hands going around her neck. Cat cupped her face, “I can’t eat..sleep…all I think about is being with you.” Krissy swallowed. Cat raised her eyebrow and Krissy laughed softly. “Guess that makes two of us. I saw you on TV earlier this evening, surprised the hell out of me,” Krissy laughed softly. Cat gave her a smile. “I didn’t know you played professional sports.” Cat nodded, “I assumed as much. I’m glad you didn’t.” “Why?” She shrugged, “Sometimes people act weird. Can’t tell if they want to be my friend because of who I am..or…you know?”

Krissy gave her a slow smile, “Well, I just want you for your body.” They both laughed, “Oh really?” Krissy bit her lip then shook her head. They stared at one another. “I can’t describe what this is between us,” Krissy whispered. Cat nuzzled her nose, “Maybe we don’t need to.” Krissy nodded, knowing that not everything had to be catagorized and labeled, that sometimes things just were. “Well Cat, my name’s Krissy. And it’s very very nice to meet you,” she whispered, her fingers tangling in her hair.  “Oh I agree,” Cat replied, her eyes darkening. Krissy shook her head groaning as she felt a shudder of anticipation run through her. She was damn happy to be back in her arms again. As their mouths met, her thoughts started to haze over. She didn’t want to think right now, just feel. They’d go from here.

 

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The new co-eds couldn’t believe their eyes when they glanced through the course directory and saw that a class called sex 101 was being offered! By the hundreds they raced to sign up, convinced this would be the class of a lifetime.
When Andy and I walked into class on the first day, we were met with an overwhelmingly large audience - the room was absolutely overflowing its capacity Ŗ filled with hundreds of eager young minds just waiting to soak in all that we had to offer. We looked at each other nervously, took a deep breath, and went for it. It was the most thrilling experience ever!
We weren’t teachers by trade. Neither one of us held any degrees or formal training. Our own experiences together with the willingness to share our knowledge of the incredibly exciting world of erotica had led us to the front of this lecture hall. This being our first actual class, we both were a bit nervous, so we started off slow in order to make everyone feel more at ease. Andy introduced himself and then took me by the hand, drew me up close to his side and introduced me. When he felt me tremble slightly, he squeezed my hand and gave me a reassuring wink. I smiled back to let him know that I was doing okay and that I wasn’t going to chicken out on him. It was our style to forego textbooks and conventional teaching aids and use our own stories and experiences - along with lots of hands-on demonstrations. Our goal was not only to show and tell…but to have the class participate - to experience for themselves the vast mix of sensations that can be awakened with the right knowledge.
While Andy gave the students a brief run-down of the course, I ducked behind a wardrobe screen to change clothes. I returned wearing a high-cut black thong, garter, stockings, bra and heels. My long hair was hanging in loose curls across my shoulders and down my back. A collective gasp emanated from the students when they saw me, and he casually turned around and greeted me with an appreciative smile. “Your first assignment,” he directed to the audience, “is to write down the first thought that came into your head when you saw Carmen just now and why.” He left them to their task and turned his attention to me. “You look fabulous!” he whispered as he brushed his lips close to my ear. His hot breath against my skin caused a shiver to rush through me. I flashed him a smile, took his hand and together we walked toward the table we had set up for our demonstrations. It was actually a massage table, soft yet firm and big enough to stretch out on without worrying about falling off the sides. Most importantly, it was just the right height for oh so many things!
We stood there together as he asked for volunteers to share their initial reactions. He ran his hands along the top of my bra when someone commented that the swell of my breasts was what he had noticed first; then Andy trailed his open palm over my flat torso when someone else spoke about that. As the answers were revealed, I turned slowly to give the class a better view, Andy’s touch sending electrifying tingles over my entire body. Before we finished, a definite puddle of wetness was gathering between my thighs. When Andy felt me tremble as his hand passed over my thong-covered V, he asked me how I was feeling. “You’re making me wet” I confided in a low, husky voice. “Oh, my lady says that this little demonstration is making her pussy wet. Let’s have a closer look,” he said to the class as he helped me sit up on the end of the table.
In order for everyone in the large room to have a close-up view, we had set up lights and cameras to project onto several screens. This took me back to the days of doing photo shoots and I immediately felt at ease, practically forgetting there were hundreds of eyes observing my every move. As Andy talked, he moved in front of me, stooping down to give the cameraman a clearer shot. He placed his hands on my knees and gently pushed them apart. I scooted to the front edge of the table and the camera zoomed in on my crotch. I hooked my finger under the silky fabric and slowly pulled it aside. Andy eased me back a little so that everyone could see the dewy drops clinging to my shaven lips. Pleased by the murmurs rippling through the audience, he decided to give them a little bonus. Gently gripping my inner thighs he moved his thumbs to open my cunt lips wider - revealing luscious pink meat glistening with cum. He was rewarded not only by the sight before him, but he - and he alone - was treated to the delicious scent emanating from my pussy. I heard him inhale deeply and looked down into his smiling eyes. I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was, and it would only get better!
Inevitably there were questions from the students such as why was I shaven; what had caused me to become wet; what was the wetness; where did it come from; what did it taste/smell like. We took turns answering them all. “I shave my pussy as a matter of preference. I like the way my clothes feel against my bare skin. Sometimes I even let him shave me. It’s very erotic!” I offered. “The wetness was caused from his touching me. I get very turned on just being near him, and the heat of his hand stroking my body just added to it.” “We’ll get into the technical aspects of where and how and what it is later, but take my word for it, there is a distinctive taste and smell, and hers drives me wild. It’s different from person to person but that’s something you’ll have to figure out for yourselves through your own experimentations - we’re not giving out samples here!” he clarified with a grin.
Andy finished up our allotted time by explaining and pointing out various erogenous zones covering the female body. He slipped off my shoe and worked his way up to my neck, breezing over the major ones in my pubic region - he would get into more detail about those later. I was glad for the reprieve since I was already quivering from his attention to those lesser erotic hotspots and I didn’t want to scare the class with an orgasmic outburst the very first day. I was dripping with desire to feel him inside me and I couldn’t wait for everyone to leave so I could get some satisfaction.

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When the room cleared, I held out my arms invitingly and he stepped closer pressing his body against mine. I could feel his hardened cock through his thin pants and pushed my pubic bone seductively against him while running my nails up the back of his neck and over his scalp. My provacativeness made him shudder and he didn’t try to control the pent-up desire to bury his cock deep within my smoldering pussy. He swiftly spun me around and bent me over the demonstration table, quickly releasing his cock - now hard and pulsing. He looped his finger under the thin strip of my thong then tugged it up hard, wedging it deeply between my lips. I responded with a loud moan and pushed my ass back against his cock. We both were so turned on from our earlier encounters, we couldn’t wait any longer. He pushed his cockhead against my slick pussy and in one stroke buried his entire length within me. We both screamed from the incredible sensations coursing through our bodies and after a moment of stillness, we picked up a steady rhythm. Soon my inner muscles started convulsing and squeezing his cock so hard he thought his eyes would bulge right out of his head. Oooh, it felt soooo good, but he would hold out as long as possible. I slammed back against him, tossing my head wildly as my breathing came in erratic pants mingled with my pleas to “fuck me harder”. When the hot flood of cum rushed over his cock, he let go…filling me with his equally hot cream. His eruption sent me off again and my pussy spasmed tighter around his cock. We fed each other like that for a long time, until we both were drained and crumbled in a heap of sweaty, panting passion across the table.

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About a month passed as I did all the pledging of drinking and random dumb stuff. I ended up getting a few drinking tickets and public indecency because one night about 11:30 I was in the shower and they opened the door and dragged me outside and told me I have to get a sorority girls underwear before I would be let in. Of course, I am freaking out and look around to see a few people laughing and knew they were serious. So i ran down a few blocks to one of the sorority houses and knocked. A girl answered and laughed and then said “You need someones panties?” I smiled there trying to keep myself at a half boner so i looked fairly large to them. She yells for a pledge girl to come down. “Megan,” she says “Your pledge is to give this guy your panties in front of him” She looked at me naked and me trying to cover up my dick as she hesitated and then pulled her jeans down and kicked them off. She revealed a light blue thong and she was hot. She starts to pull them off to expose her completely shaved vagina. I felt myself get a full boner as she pulled them off and hand to me. I smile and 5 or 6 girls are standing there checking me out as I take off running. I get back to the house and get let in as the frat brothers pass them around and smell them and then take them to the thong wall with all the other new guys “completions” later that night I campus security shows up and I end up getting a public indecency ticket for someone calling.

I was accepted a week later and now a full frat brother. I sleep upstairs with a few guys, one in which, kyle is very open about being naked. We share the bathroom so a lot of us take a pee while someone else is showering so it wasn’t a big deal. the next few months got more “Friendly” Kyle was always slapping someones ass or jumping in the shower with someone, or just being really “grabby” My one buddy andy told me a lot of guys here are gay. I never have been with a guy and don’t really care what sexual orientation people are so I didnt really care. Kyle heard about this and told me I would like it. A couple nights ago I went to bed about 3am and kyle came home drunk. Kyle and another roomate tom came into my room and tried waking me up. I pretended to be asleep. Kyle tried to pull my boxers down but i rolled over. He continued to pull the backs down. I rolled over again and opened one eye. “Kyle, what are you doing?” kyle said “We want to see your dick” I told them to get out of my room, but in the back of my mind was kind of curious. I finally got them to leave and fell back asleep. I wake up again startled by a my door creeking open. I look at the clock. 5:45am. I pretend I am asleep as I peek and see kyle by himself. I lay there pretending to be asleep and feel kyle slowly tugging at my boxers again. This time I let it happen. He pulls them off and then waits as I hear him breathing. Then I feel his breath by my dick. I feel my dick start to get a slight boner then feel a warm wet sensation and realize kyle has my dick in his mouth. I try to roll over but feel kyle hold my hip. My dick gets completely hard as i stay pretending to be a sleep. Kyle sucks my dick for a minute; thinking to myself, how good it feels yet so awkward. Kyle stops and sits on the floor. I peek down to see him pulling his boxers off. I quickly close my eyes and feel kyle straddling me. Then I feel his warm dick on my mouth. he rubs it over my lips and moans. I think to myself, do I wake up? Or do I stay asleep. I decide to moan and slightly open my mouth. I feel kyle work his penis in between my lips. he is still soft and feel his dick resting on my tounge. I feel my heart beat fast as I close my mouth around his dick. He moans and I start to suck. I open my eyes slightly and kyle sees me open them. “Brad, please…just try it…” I continue to suck kyles dick. I felt it grow in my mouth. Kyle gags me a few times trying to push it in deeper into my mouth. I try to swallow it but gag. Kyle pulls it out of my mouth and asks me to roll over. I tell him no, I’m kind of scared. He says “just let me lick you. I lay on my stomach as Kyle grabs my legs and pushes them toward my head. he begins to suck my dick and then my balls. I feel him run his finger over my butthole. I moan, but start getting nervous. I lay there so confused of how good this really feels. Kyle pushes his tounge in my butt. I moan and push against his mouth. Kyle takes my dick in his mouth and sucks me faster, I start to breath really fast and know I am very close to cumming. Kyle stops and looks at me…”Brad just let me try this.” I lay there breathing hard to close to cumming I just nod yes. Kyle takes a bottle of lube from the ground and squirts a bunch on my butt, he pushes in finger in me and I moan pretty loud he tells me to be quiet as he continues to suck me again and finger me. I feel myself get tight and then errupt. Kyle sucks every last drop until I get completely soft. I lay there and look down kyle is really hard. His penis much bigger than mine. he looks about 7 inches but not as thick as me. He squirts more lube on his dick and tells me to take a deep breath. As I do I exhale and kyle pushes his dick into me. I moan really loud. As he cups his hand over my mouth. He begins to slide it in and out of me as I squeeze my butt around him; Kyle crouches over me and pushes all the way in, then he pulls it out for a second and looks down. “we need a towel.” he says, he grabs a towel of my door and puts it under me. He pushes his dick back in me and slides it in until I feels his balls smack my butt. he starts to go faster and he cups his hand over my mouth again, I am breathing hard as I moan and whimper. Kyle pushes all the way in I scream slightly as I feel him cum. I squeeze my butt Kyle lets out a moan, and pulls out slowly, I feel his cum drip out of my butt as I lay there. Kyle kisses me as I kiss him back. He is a really good kisser, better than any girl I have kissed. “Kyle stands up…”I will talk to you i the morning ok?” I shake my head in agreement. I go into the bathroom and take a shower and clean up. The next morning kyle comes into the kitchen while me and logan are eating cereal. Kyle looks at Logan and smiles. Logan looks over at me and says, “so sounds like we are going to have a party tonight? First time?” logan says…”yeah, and I kind of liked it…..” I responded…..College could be my best four years…

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Scott Ruden drummed his fingers on the leather covered steering wheel, keeping time with the beat coming from car radio. His
thoughts, however, were not on the music, but his twentieth high school reunion being held that weekend in his home town. He
had been pretty lucky over the years and had done quite well with his computer soft ware company, so at least he wasn’t going to
have to make up a lot of stories about how his life has been going! It had been at least fifteen years since he had been to
Maplewood, and the last time was to bury his mother, so he really had had given no thought of coming back until he received his
invitation in the mail. It was a five hundred mile drive, and it felt good to escape the big city tension for the pastoral calm of the
green country side. About an hour later, Scott could make out the water tower that had maple leaves painted all over it. “Still looks
just as hokey as ever,” he thought, as he turned down main street, marveling at how little change had taken place in all those years.
Patterson’s Men’s Clothing was still on the corner, and Jenkins’ Drug Store still had the same old pink neon sign that had been
there since he was a boy growing up. The memories flooded back with each old store, house, or park that came into view. He took
a right on Elm Street, and two blocks later in slowed down and drove by the old homestead. Shutters had been added to the front
windows, and the once white paint job was now an earth tone tan, but to Scott it still was home. He glanced at his watch and
realized that the reception was already started, so he gunned the motor and headed off to the high school.

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The squat red brick structure that was Maplewood Central High School used to sit on the east edge of town at the end of Bluff
Street, now, however, a new subdivision had been built up around the school, making it seem more a part of the neighborhood.
There was a big sign hung over the front door welcoming everyone to the reunion. Once inside the building, another sign directed
the guests to gymnasium, where they found a crepe paper jungle of decorations hanging from the walls and ceiling. A table with
name tags was manned by two smiling women that Scott didn’t recognize, but who greeted him like a long lost friend. He picked up
his name tag, went over to the punch bowl and poured himself a drink, and then began circulating around the room trying to find
someone he might remember from the old days. It was a voice that came shooting out of the past that made him turn around.
“Scott Ruden, I haven’t seen you in twenty years, how have you been,” asked the masculine feminine voice? “Hello, Miss Foley,”
answered Scott, “yes, I guess it has been twenty years, the last time I was home was fifteen years ago to attend mom’s funeral.”
“Well,” she replied, “you certainly look like things have been treating you fine.” “Can’t complain,” Scott went on, “I’m married, with
two kids, and have a nice business in Chicago.” “Is you wife here, I’d like to meet her,” asked Miss Foley? Scott went on to explain
that his wife was a nurse and had duty that weekend, and couldn’t get away. Taking Scott by the arm, she gently lead him through
the mass of people, and through the doorway into the quiet, dark halls of Central High and exclaimed, “That’s better, you can
barely hear yourself think in there!” Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about
old times as they passed by the different rooms. Scott hadn’t admitted it, even to himself, but the real reason he had come back for
his reunion was not to see old high school chums, but in the hope that he would run into Miss Foley. Back in his high school days,
Miss Foley was what was known as quite a looker, and more than one student had fantasized about seeing what was hidden under
those loose tight fitting dresses! Not to go into the whole story now, but Scott had somehow not only gotten to see what was under
those dresses, he had gotten to sample the many delights found there! It was a story he had kept to himself all these years, never
even letting on to his buddies twenty years ago when he was getting so lucky. So here he was, walking through the halls with the
woman who at one time had taken him to sexual heights he had only dreamed of. At that very moment he was wondering if she
was thinking the same thing he was?!?

“Scotty,” she began, “I haven’t ever mentioned our little, ah, affair to any one, and since you’re married, I wouldn’t dream of
imposing on you……” “I was thinking about the same thing,” he interjected, “I mean, about what happened between us, I mean!”
She visibly relaxed, and continued to speak, “Well, back then you were so skinny and helpless looking, I don’t know what came
over me, but I just had the most incredible urge to mother you, and one thing led to another!” Scott nodded, and replied, “And you
were, and are, so incredibly beautiful, that feeling and seeing your huge chest was about more than a young man could take!!!”
“That’s so nice of you to say,” she said, turning a a little red in her cheeks from embarrassment, and continuing, “You were so cute
sucking on my nipples, but what really surprised me was when I removed your shorts and found such a large penis on such a thin
little boy!” Now it was Scott’s turn to get red, remembering how Miss Foley had reacted when his stiff penis jumped out full and
erect in front of her. Now they were walking down a side hall that contained among other things the teacher’s lounge. Miss Foley
pulled out a key, unlocked the door, and pulled Scott inside, while turning on the light and locking the door behind them. “I took the
liberty of taking a chance that you would be attending the reunion, and prepared myself for you,” she offered, and then in one
motion took her dress by the hem and lifted it up above her waist. All the air whistled out of Scott, as he was now looking at Miss
Foley’s pantiless vagina! It was still the hairiest cunt he had every seen, thick and curly, in the shape of a perfect vee! She sat down
on the couch with her legs spread, and said, “I think if I remember correctly, that this is what you enjoyed eating!?!” In a heartbeat
Scott was on his knees, drinking in the aroma of fresh hot pussy, his nostrils flaring like a wild animal at the arousing scent! “Do
me Scottie, do me like you used to do me,” she implored, spreading herself wider in an even more enticing manner! Scott didn’t
need another invitation, and he buried his mouth on the dripping slit weeping before him. Just like it was yesterday, the hairy bush,
the sopping wet slit, and the huge clit all combined to make it the most arousing pussy he had ever eaten! Scott ate like there was
no tomorrow, burrowing his nose deep into the thick lipped crack. Occasionally he looked up to look at Miss Foley’s face, and what
he saw was the look of pure contentment and lust all rolled together! She had opened the front of her dress, unhooked the clasp
on her huge lace bra, and then twisted her dark red nipples until they stood out like twin thimbles on her heaving chest! Scott could
tell she was close to the edge, and speeded up the tempo of his lapping. A low guttural growl came from deep inside her throat,
indicating that her orgasm was filling her belly. The growl quickly turned into a roar when her climax tore through her vagina like an
express freight train, leaving her body a quivering mass of jello! If things were to go like they used to, Miss Foley would now be
dying to give his cock some personalized oral attention. He wasn’t disappointed, because in a matter of seconds she had switched
places with him and pulled his pants and short down to his ankles. His already hard cock bobbed up and down in front of her
hungry mouth, a mouth that had waited twenty years to satisfy its oral fixation. “Oh, Scottie,” she cooed softly, “I’ve been waiting
for this moment for so long, and now your beautiful erection is mine to suck again!” Her mouth, eager and alive, engulfed his
manhood and sucked it like it was to be the last time she ever would have a cock in her mouth. It was more than an ordinary
blowjob, it was more like an act of personal love making to his penis. Miss Foley was probably about fifty five years old now, but
she sucked cock better than any woman he had ever had, including his wife Cindy, who could learn a few tricks from this
seasoned cocksucker! Now it was Scott’s turn to moan, as his nuts tightened up in anticipation of the ejaculation that was
forthcoming. When Miss Foley sensed his approaching orgasm, she became a varitable human vacuum cleaner, making sure that
every drop of his spurting cum was not wasted, but swallowed down like nectar from the gods!!!

Even after he had shot his load, she continued to lick and nibble at his semi hard pecker, seeming like she wanted to stay near it as
long as she could. “Scottie,” she asked, “can you fuck me once before we have to go, I really feel the need to be filled up by your
beautiful erection!?!” How could he refuse her??? “Okay,” he replied, “turn around and sit on it!” She scrambled to her feet and
carefully lined up her twat over his now rigid member, taking time to run the big head up and down along her wet slit. When the
head would pass over her clitoris, she would gasp and jerk her whole body in an involuntary spasm! Finally she eased the head
into her hole, letting out a low satisfying moan as his thickness filled her to the brim! Rocking to and fro, Scott could see the wide
expanse of her big fat ass, spread apart to accommodate his wide shaft. All at once she started bouncing up and down, almost
letting him slip out, only to stop just in the nick of time, and then settle back down hard, driving his prick deep inside her on each
plunge! Both of them exploded together, their loins locked in a mutual orgasmic vice, straining with each other to achieve the
ultimate sexual high! When it was over, neither one of them moved, except for Scott’s shrinking dick, which finally slipped out of
her now well fucked quim.

Later that evening back in his motel room Scott made a long distance call to his wife, Cindy. After a bit of talk about the kids and
how her day went, she asked, “Well did you see anybody you remembered?” “Yeah, I did,” he replied, “just and old teacher, but
she barely recognized me!!!”

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Bound at the wrists, Richard was draped over a sawhorse in Dietrich’s basement, much to the delight of several of his wide-eyed friends. The sexy, bearded German, whom the victim had met over the internet, was giving a small demonstration of his leather skills to the appreciative gathering, who sat in abject silence as Dietrich began probing the prostrate man with an irrigation bulb.

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Richard winced as the hot liquid was injected into his anus, instantly clenching his sphincter closed, more by instinct than any presumption of instruction.

“Now you vill hold it until I tell you zat you may use ze bucket,” Dietrich gestured to a five gallon paint bucket in the corner.

Richard grunted his acknowledgement, afraid to move. His bowels felt near to explosion. He waited until given the nod, then ran to the corner to evacuate his colon, arms, still tied behind him.

He did this twice more, until the German was satisfied that the young man was clean, then resumed his place, face down, over the saw horse.

Donning a pair of latex gloves, Dietrich spread the man’s legs as wide as they would go, then opened his cheeks and began licking his bunghole. He circled the the tiny orifice gently, at first..smelling its still acrid scent…penetrating the sphincter and enjoying the tight squeeze on his tongue. His hand fell to Richard’s genitalia — his heavy sac…..his pythonesque organ..and he began to knead them, roughly….then withdraw..concentrating his efforts on deepening the drive on his tongue.

Richard’s breathing had become erratic…..gasping and moaning as he strained for further contact…… thrusting his cock against the ever-retreating German’s hand. The tongue in his asshole was like something alive; hot and wet…slithering in and snaking up his rectum. The invasive, muscular organ darted in and out at a constant rate of speed, until it was replaced with a finger….then two fingers…..then three….until Richard’s knees began to shake in anticipation. He heard the bubbled squirt of lube….the slick, squeaking sound of latex meeting and massaging it…and the deep intake of breath from the small group of onlookers as Dietrich curled his fingers.

The big, bearded German worked his free hand between Richard’s legs and gripped his cock, so that the deeper he stuffed his fist into Richard’s asshole, the harder he jerked his dick.

Richard came just as Dietrich’s knuckles crowned, emptying his load in a puddle on the floor.

“Now you will suck me off,” Dietrich removed his fist without so much as a warning. He doffed the gloves and lifted his captive’s head with the tip of his finger, forcing his cock in his mouth.

In his prone state, still resting his chest on the saw-horse, Richard sucked the immense organ like an animal, greedily slurping the meat down his throat. Dietrich pumped his mouth, holding his head up by the hair and stuffing him with cock. He jizzed in his throat with a grunt, then turned to the little audience.

“Who’s next?” he asked, smiling nastily…

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This innocent looking 19 year olds name is Carrie and while she may look like a good girl she is anything but. She has told me she loves to stick things in her mouth and suck on them and that it turns her on to do it. She of course said all this with a wink like I wouldn’t get the pun! So I handed her a lollipop and let her enjoy herself. She takes off all of her clothes and shows off that stunning body before rubbing herself and fingering her pussy. Yes the lollipop does end up sliding in and out of her tight wet pussy and gets popped back in her mouth. This hot teen slut knows what she likes!

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Karen tapped Steffi on the shoulder and told her that Miss Peters wanted to see her in her office right away. Steffi finished buttoning her blouse and asked, “Did she say what she wanted?”
“Nope,” shot back Karen as she hurried out of the locker room, “she didn’t seem upset or anything, she just wants to seeya!” “Christ,” muttered Steffi, “it’s lunch time and I’m being held over after gym class,” as she scooped up her towel and gym clothes and stuffed them in her back pack. She knocked at Miss Peters’ office door and was asked to come in. “Karen said you wanted to see me,” Steffi remarked in a questioning voice. “Yes, Steffi, please sit down,” commented Miss Peters, “I have something I wish to discuss with you.” Steffi sat down and
waited patiently for the gym teacher to get to the point. In a matter of fact voice, Miss Peters began, “I’ve noticed in gym class that during strenuous exercises your breasts seem to bounce much more than normal.” “I don’t know why,” she continued, “but it’s bad for your chest muscles to have them banging and moving around so much!” Steffi was dumbfounded at this line of inquiry, but she managed to nod her head in agreement and wait for the teacher to continue.
“Now it’s quite evident that you have a much larger chest than most of the other girls in your class, but it’s important that you take proper care of your breasts so that they don’t begin to sag
prematurely!” What I want to know is if you are wearing a proper sports bra during gym class,”
Miss Peters asked? “Oh, yes,” Steffi replied quickly, “here it is,” she said while fishing it out of her back pack! She handed it to Miss Peters who carefully studied the sweaty garment for several seconds before returning her gaze to Steffi. Of course, with a chest your size, this will not do at all,” she opined while flipping the gray bra back to Steffi, “this will not do at all!!!”

Steffi looked blankly at her teacher, not sure of what she should say or do. Miss Peters then asked, “What size bra do you wear under your regular clothes, dear?” “Uh, 36DD,” Steffi replied softly, as this line of questioning was beginning to have an erotic effect on the young girl. “How tall are you, and how much do you weigh,” asked Miss Peters thoughtfully? “I’m five foot three
and one hundred eight pounds,” Steffi answered. Rubbing her shin as if in deep thought, Miss Peters questioned, “Does your mother have a large chest too, it sometimes runs in the family?!?”
“Oh yes,” Steffi replied quickly, “she has a bigger chest than I do, 38E I think, but it’s very large!” “I thought so,” Miss Peters went on, “I think we have a clearer picture of our problem, don’t you?!?” Steffi didn’t really see any “problem”, but she nodded her head in agreement and waited to see what “solution” Miss Peters would come up with!

“I believe the bra you’re wearing now gives you quite good support,” offered Miss Peters, “so I think it’s in your best interest to let me see it so I can recommend the proper bra for your athletic
training!” “Y-you want me to take off my bra,” asked the eighteen year old doubtfully?!? “Come, come child, I don’t have all day, take off your bra and let me see it, right now,” ordered her teacher sharply!!! It was the kind of order you just didn’t refuse, so Steffi stood up slowly and began unbuttoning her white cotton blouse. The room was rife with sexual tension, and as Steffi shrugged her blouse from her thin shoulders, exposing her large bra encased chest to Miss Peters ogling eyes, Steffi’s vagina was soaked with pussy juice! She started to reach around to undo the four hooks holding the back of her bra together, when Miss Peters offered, “Let me help you with that, dear, no use stretching around when I can get it so easily for you!” Steffi stood still as she felt strange warm fingers slipping inside the back of her bra and unhooking it with unusual dexterity. “My, my, four hooks, that is very impressive indeed,” Miss Peters commented softly, “now let me help you slip it off!” Standing behind her, Steffi again felt the warm feminine hands sliding around her sides, pulling the large breast holder with them. Her breasts, while huge, had very little sag to them, and Miss Peters’ warm hand continued around her waist until they were gently cupping her boobs! Steffi froze in near panic, what should she do, scream??? Run away??? Slap her face??? In the end she did none of the above, she simply stood there and let Miss Peters cup and fondle her bulging chest!!! Whispering into Steffi’s ear, Miss Peters said, “You have a most remarkable chest, young lady, so firm and full, we wouldn’t want excess bouncing and jiggling to harm it, would we!?!” “No, ma’am,” an extremely turned on Steffi croaked! Miss Peters removed her hands from her breasts and took her by the shoulders and turned her around so they were facing each other. The lust in Miss Peters’ eyes was unmistakable, and Steffi wasn’t surprised when the older woman dropped her lip to her large pink nipple and took it greedily into her mouth, sucking and licking it like no one ever had before!!!

Steffi’s pussy was by now on fire with hunger, and was desperately in need of orgasmic relief! Keeping her legs tight together, Steffi tried in vain to exert pressure on her throbbing clit! Miss Peters notice the youngster’s predicament and asked, “Is your vagina in need, dear, mine certainly is!?!” Steffi nodded vigorously and begged, “Please, help me, I need it so bad!!!” Miss Peters walked over to the door and locked it, returned to Steffi and ordered, “Okay then, let’s get off all of our things!!!” Steffi, now in a state of unbelievable sexual excitement, practically tore of her remaining clothing, until she was standing totally naked in front of Miss Peters. She watched in quiet anticipation as her gym teacher stripped off her own panties and bra, revealing a tall wiry frame with a very hairy brown bush and pert firm little boobs. It was like Mutt and Jeff, Steffi being short and sensual with her big tits and wide womanly hips, while Miss Peters was tall, thin and athletic. Miss Peters hugged Steffi to her, and kissed her deeply on the mouth, groaning loudly as their tongues intertwined. As they pulled away for a second, Steffi boldly asked, “Are you a dyke or something!?!” Miss Peters nodded and replied, “Yes, I am, I live with a very feminine woman about your size and build, I’m the boss and she does what ever I tell her too!”
“Such as,” questioned Steffi?!? Miss Peters looked the teenager in the eye and responded, “On your knees, and eat it, and I mean right now!!!” With her legs spread wide apart, Miss Peters guided Steffi’s mouth into her steaming pussy and she went on, “This is what I tell her to do, and I have her do it a lot!!!” Steffi was now in a sexual frenzy!!! The aroma of Miss Peters’ vagina
was incredible, and she had never smelled or tasted anything so wonderful in her whole life!!! “Eat me you little bitch,” spat Miss Peters as she hurtled towards her climax!!! “Finger your pussy, you little cunt, I want you to cum with me, bitch, do you understand me?!?” Steffi had already slipped her fingers into her buttery snatch, and her middle finger fairly flew over the head of her erect little clit!!! The smell, the taste, her nipples hard, and her own vagina being masturbated furiously, then–BOOM!!!! Her cunt muscles lurched as her orgasm tore through her quivering pussy, only to be matched by the torrent of pussy juice cascading from the spasming cunt of her gym teacher!!!

While they were dressing, Miss Peters came over and cupped and kissed Steffi’s nipples one last time and said, “You know that when ever I want them, you’ve come, got it!?!” Just hearing the bull dyke order her around made her cunt do another somersault!!! Even though she was only eighteen, from that moment on Steffi knew that she would always be the bitch to some dyke, and not even answering Miss Peters, she turned to face her and exposed her pussy to her. That was all the answer she needed!

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Marina Mendoza Playing With Balloons

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Handjob In The Public Gym

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