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Bad Teacher

My first time writing. It’s a little long, but some fun stuff start about half way through.

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Wardrobe for sale. Wife not included.

This is the first story I’ve posted here. I wrote it about one of my favourite themes: my wife with another man. It’s not perfect, but I was keen to write a whole story from start to finish, rather than getting bored of a story midway through due to a misguided sense of perfectionism.

True Story

The Club Aphrodite

What follows is a true story. I originally wrote it over 30 years ago and has sat in an archive for which frankly, I had no plan. Just as the archive seemed destined for destruction with my eventual demise, unexpectedly my personal circumstances changed. I had been retired for over ten years when, without warning, my wife decided to divorce me. Although English Law allowed her to clear of with the loot, it did at least release me from an obligation which, for her sake, I would never have dared publish. [/b] The story is loosely about live sex shows. In spite of a fantasy ambition I never was a porn star and although publishing this story would have embarrassed my wife, I do not intend to do likewise to my former employer. As to exactly why I was in Berlin will therefore remain undisclosed to the reader.[/b]

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The Hot Tub Blues

Author comment: Another author posted this story at XNXX under the title “Hot Tub Party” without my knowledge or permission. One of my readers from another site notified me and I had the story pulled as an infringement of copyright law. But, since the story seemed to be fairly popular, I am submitting it again under the original author’s name and title. So those of you who enjoyed it may keep enjoying it.
Thanks.
Bob
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The Hot Tub Blues
by Lubrican
Jodie wondered how things had ended up like they had. She was at once surprised, horrified, elated and … yes … horny. She had just taken a shower and was sitting on the john drying her hair, wondering what to do next. She stared between her legs. Yes, there was definitely sperm oozing out of her pussy. She knew it was there, of course, and hadn’t washed it out in the shower. But now, she wondered whether she should have done so. She thought back to the beginning of the night – the most important night of her young life – prom night.
As I got ready for the prom, I tried to decide what to wear. Not my gown, but what to wear under my gown. I was going to the dance with Ron Harris. That was OK, though I wasn’t really super impressed with him. But he’d asked me and he was the captain of the football team, so I’d said yes. I knew by his reputation that he’d try to get into my panties, but that definitely wasn’t going to happen. For one thing, I wasn’t on the pill. For another, I was technically a virgin, having shoved only the handle of a hairbrush inside my soft teen pussy before. No, Ron was going home with blue balls tonight. Well, maybe I’d jerk him off, but that was all. I figured I could handle him OK. And my brother, Rob, was going to be at the dance too. In fact we were double dating. That was the only way our parents would let me go, since I was only a sophomore. But Rob was a senior and had his license. Besides, he was pretty cool for a brother.
I finally decided that the gown needed smooth lines, so I went braless and decided on no panties either. I felt deliciously naughty as I slipped on the satin gown and admired my reflection in the mirror. Not too tall, with breasts, but not mountains. My hips had swelled some over the last year and the dress hung on them nicely. Blond hair done up tall and complicated and makeup just right. My sky blue eyes stared at my image and I blew myself a kiss.
The prom was OK. Ron had been drinking before they picked him up and he was too drunk to dance well. Rob had danced with me a couple of times and plenty of other guys had taken their turns too. It was amazing how many guys would desert their dates to dance with me, and even more amazing to me that they’d let their hands slide down to my butt while their dates were watching. Men are such pigs.
Ron had snuck a pint into the dance too. At first I was pissed off about it, but as he got more and more soused, I realized I wouldn’t have to fight for my honor. So after the dance we dumped him off at his house and then went out to eat. We met up with a bunch of my brother’s classmates at the pizza place and suddenly I heard Rob inviting them all to come back to our house to use the hot tub.
Lena, Rob’s date, laughed and said “Robbie, how can we use the hot tub. We aren’t dressed for swimming!” Several of the other girls chimed in, agreeing. Rob wasn’t deterred at all. “We’re all adults here. The water will be warm and who needs a suit anyway?”
There it was. I held my breath as these too cool seniors thought about it. Lacey Henderson was the first to break the silence
“Well, I’m OK with that, but I want to go home and get some jeans or something to dress in after we get out. It won’t be warm then.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Lacey, one of the most popular girls in school, was willing to go skinny dipping in our hot tub with a bunch of other kids!!
But when Lacey said that, the dam burst and soon everyone was planning on meeting up at our house. We went by Lena’s house so she could get some clothes. She came out and her Mom came to the door.
“I told my mom we were going to party in the hot tub. I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would be a big deal. But she got all up in arms and says I can’t go. She says I have to stay here since the prom is over.”
She was crying and I actually felt bad for her. Rob took it like a man, though, and we drove off without her.
I thought this might have bummed Rob out, and that the party might now be cancelled, seeing as how he was now date-less. I said as much and he came back with “No way. I invited my friends over and they’re going to get a party they’ll never forget.”
He had no way of knowing how true that statement was.
We finally got home and Rob went into the kitchen to make up some snacks. Our parents were over at the Wilson’s playing cards, and we knew that those games almost always lasted into the wee hours of the morning, so it was no big deal. Besides, even if we were all going to be naked in the hot tub, what could happen in front of everybody else? I told Rob I’d go get the hot tub ready for our party.
“What do you mean OUR party?” he said, looking at me closely. “Little sis, this isn’t OUR party. This is MY party and YOU aren’t invited.”
I just stared at him. “No way, you dork!” I yelled. “I went to the prom and I’m going to get in the hot tub and skinny dip just like everybody else!” My yelling didn’t seem to bother him.
“Jodie,” he said. “Calm down. You can’t do this. Think about it. None of your friends will be there. All of MY friends will be naked. The guys too, Jodie. You don’t want to be naked in front of all those people. And if Mom and Dad get home and find out I let you go naked with a bunch of virtual strangers they’ll KILL me! No way, Jodie, I can’t let you do this. I’m sorry, but no go.” He said it in that way he always talked when there was no way to change his mind.
But I’d been his sister for sixteen years now, and I knew how to handle him. “OK,” I said, sounding miserable. “But this is going to cost you big time.” He muttered something like “Yeah Yeah,” but I wasn’t listening.
I was moving.
While he got snacks ready I did an end run around him by simply going out to the back porch, where the hot tub was, uncovering it, turning on the bubbles, stripping bare and getting in. It was already warm, because Dad has this thing about it being cheaper to keep the water warm than heat it up when it’s cold.
Our hot tub was big. I mean huge. It would hold nine people sitting shoulder to shoulder and it was three feet deep in the middle. It was heated, like I said, and had something like fifteen jets in it. When you turned all of them on at once it made a mini storm and water slopped over the sides sometimes. That was OK, though, because it had an automatic fill thing that added water whenever it was needed. And it had underwater lights. I left them off, though, because I didn’t want anyone to see me.
It was a really nice night. The air was chilly and the water nice and hot. I sat down on the side closest to the house and slid down so my head was almost under water. Rob wouldn’t be able to see me until it was too late.
I must have vegged out because I was startled by a lot of splashing as several people jumped in the tub. The partiers had arrived and were piling in. My plan was going just fine. It was dark, and the lights from the house only hit one side of the hot tub. I was in the shadows.
Then I realized that the two people who had gotten in were boys, John Martin and Fred Dibble to be exact. I slid my head back up for a look and saw their dates standing beside the tub. Both had chickened out and worn bathing suits and both were shivering.
John yelled out “Come on in, the water’s fine.” As he did he stood up. He was naked.
Cindy, John’s date, said “John, you don’t have anything on.”
Fred yelled out “Neither do I. That’s the whole idea!”
About then two more couples arrived. At first they just milled around, seeing the two girls in bikinis. Then John and Fred stood up, showing they were nude and clothing started hitting the ground. I took this opportunity to check out the boys. There was just a yard light in the back yard, but I could see well enough to tell who was circumcised and who wasn’t. I was a little amazed at how big some of those peters were, hanging down and flopping around as the boys moved around. Cindy climbed in the hot tub still wearing her bikini. One of the other girls did the same thing. But all the guys stripped down completely. My brother wasn’t there yet. Pretty soon the hot tub was full of wiggling splashing teenagers. I was still keeping a low profile. I don’t know if they didn’t see me, or just didn’t pay attention to me because I was “just Rob’s little sister”. At any rate, I soon felt smooth wet skin brushing up against mine on both sides of me.
Then I heard Rob as he came out the back door. “I’ve got eats here. I’ll put them beside the spa for whenever anybody gets hungry. I peeked up. Rob was still dressed for the prom. He was peering into the dark spa, trying to see if people were naked or not. I don’t think he could tell, but being a man of action he just started taking things off. Next thing I knew he was standing beside the hot tub, getting ready to get in. For the first time since he was probably ten, I saw him in all his naked glory. I was surprised. He was a hunk! He had those wide shoulders I knew about, and muscles I was well acquainted with because he pushed me around all the time. He had a nice tight little butt, too.
But what I stared at was his prick.
I used that word on purpose. He didn’t have a penis, or a schlong or any of those other words that are all too soft. He had a big fat PRICK. It wasn’t hard or anything, but I knew that if it ever got that way he’d probably pass out from loss of blood. It put all those other cocks I had seen to shame. He wasn’t circumcised, but his foreskin was stretched over a big round knob that hung halfway down to his knee. I heard a couple of the girls gasp when they saw it. He stepped into the spa but all the space was taken up. People shifted, pushing closer together and Rob sank down on the opposite side from me.
“Who all is here?” he said as he settled in. I was safe. It was too dark to see all the faces in the crowded tub and now I was squeezed tight between Fred and Herb. People yelled out their names. I realized that Fred was on one side of me when he called out his name. On the other side was a boy named Herb Johnson. I kept my mouth shut, figuring I had gotten away with it.
Then Fred blew it. “And, of course, Jodie,” he said loudly into the silence.
I heard one of the girls say “Who’s Jodie?” about the same time Rob said “No, Jodie’s in her room.”
I elbowed Fred hard. Instead of getting the idea he yelped and poked back, sliding his elbow across my breasts.
“Jodie is Rob’s sister and she’s sitting right beside me.”
Men are such pigs.
Now Rob was crossing the pool. He peered into the darkness between Fred and Herb. “Jodie?” he said in this voice I hated. I slumped down until only my nose was above the water. “Who is that?” he said as he got closer. Fred moved. Herb moved. Water sloshed and I got a snoot full. I came up coughing and gasping. “Jodie! I told you you couldn’t come out here. Now GET OUT!” he yelled.
I was so mad I wanted to scream. But I knew I’d start crying and I didn’t want to do that. So, with all the dignity I could muster, I put my feet on the bottom and stood up. Boy that air was cold! I felt my nipples stiffen up.
Oh, I don’t think I mentioned my nipples. For some reason only a geneticist could tell, I have these … odd … nipples. While my breasts are only the size of soft balls, when I get excited my nipples grow and grow and grow until they stick out almost an inch. The first time it happened I was playing with them. It felt good and I didn’t pay attention until they had grown so long I noticed them. I almost panicked. I thought I had maimed myself or something. Then it occurred to me that they felt just fine. Now I loved to play with them and pull on them. Anyway, I stood up, ready to climb out and my nipples went to attention in the cold air.
A boy hissed “Look at those tits!” That was followed by “Ooof” as his date elbowed him, but a circle of male faces suddenly leaned toward me. I realized that with all of them sitting down, the yard light was showing me – a lot. I looked at my brother. He was sitting there slack jawed, staring at my breasts. After all, he hadn’t seen me naked since he was ten either. I had grown a lot.
Suddenly he burst into action, standing up. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me under the water “Get back down,” he hissed. Now he and I were in the middle of the hot tub, surrounded by his naked and not so naked friends.
“Make up your mind,” I growled back.
Fred called out “Oh let her stay, Rob. She can come back over here and sit by me.” He sounded like he was grinning and I heard another “Ooof” as his date elbowed him again.
Another boy said “No way – she has to go.: There was a pause and he went on. “Because I want to see her ass as she gets out.” He laughed and his date pushed him under. Several of the other guys said I could come and sit on their laps and I thought Rob was going to have a heart attack.
Oddly it was the girls who saved me. Cindy stood up and said “Well if Rob’s little sister is naked in this hot tub I guess I’ll join the crowd.” It got real quiet as she untied her bikini top and let it slide off her breasts. She whirled it around and let it fly off into the yard. Then she bent over and came up with the bottoms, doing the same thing. All the other girls who were still clothed joined in and soon the hot tub was full of naked frolicking teenagers.
It degenerated into a game of grab ass and soon water was splashing all over. I felt someone grab me from behind and start pulling me to one side.
I got scared at first and twisted around to see who it was. My wet skin slid in his hands and about the same time I realized it was Rob I realized my naked front was now in full contact with HIS naked front. His eyes widened as he felt my nips poking into his chest. He must have felt his prick pushing into my nest. I know I did.
Anyway, he kept me moving until I was against the side of the pool and he turned his back to me, pinning me against the side. His arms went out and I realized he was PROTECTING me!!
He was keeping all the guys from copping feels of his little sister. It was sweet in a way. And, he had to fight them off too! Several of them were trying to reach around him to get to me.
It was all in fun, of course. I think they were just trying to give Rob a hard time. But I hugged him close and now that tight butt of his was pushing against me and my breasts were smashed against his back. My arms were around him and I was holding on to his abdomen right at the place where his pubic hair started. I had never hugged a naked man before, and I had to admit that this felt pretty good! His skin was all soft and slick and his back rubbed my nipples REALLY nicely as he moved.
I still have no idea what made me do it.
Maybe I wanted to tease him.
Maybe I was curious.
Maybe I wanted to keep him off balance so he wouldn’t kick me out.
At any rate, I let one hand slide down and I grasped that PRICK of his firmly.
He froze. My other hand slid up to his chest, to pull him against my breasts, and I realized he wasn’t breathing. Then he gave a shudder as several things happened almost at once. First I felt his prick begin to swell in my hand. Second he took a big deep breath. And third his hand went down and slapped my hand away from his cock.
I just acted like nothing had happened and moved the hand to his hip.
Things began to calm down. People began to return to their places around the tub. Rob turned around, pushed himself a little away from me and leaned in to whisper “Jodie, you shouldn’t be here.”
I whispered back “Well I am here, so get over it.” Then, to keep him off balance I reached between his legs and grabbed him again. “And don’t give me a hard time either or you’ll be sorry.”
Then I realized the pun, because now his dick was at least half hard and getting harder in my hand. I laughed…and squeezed. I felt so wicked. I didn’t want to push it though, so I let go and whispered again “Come on Robbie, I just want to have a little fun on prom night. I’ll be good, I promise.”
He just stared at me for a minute and then said “OK. But you’re staying with me. And stay under the water. You’ll start a riot otherwise.”
Then he turned around and announced. “OK, I’ll let her stay, but hands off. She’s my sister. She’s staying with me.”
I heard a girl say “Thank goodness,” under her breath and felt a thrill as I realized I was actually attractive enough to be a threat to these older girls.
So I ended up sitting beside my brother, stark naked, my hand lying on his thigh (I wonder how that happened?) as we all chatted and talked about school, after-school plans and all kinds of stuff.
It was about 20 minutes later that four more couples arrived.
Now it was crowded in the spa. So crowded that the boys decided that the girls would have to sit on their laps to make room for the new folks. Imagine that. Men are such pigs.
And that’s how I ended up sitting on my brother’s lap. Well, mostly on his lap. You see there was this problem. There was something sticking up from his lap that kept me from sitting ON his lap. When I tried to sit down his prick poked me in the butt. He gasped and I giggled. So then he reached down and pushed his cock down so I could sit down. Now I had eight inches of hard cock between my butt cheeks. As I sat, my legs floated up and spread just a little, and the head of his dick came to rest right on my pussy lips. His arms went around me, grasping my stomach, to keep me from floating away.
I couldn’t help it. I squirmed.
Now I want to take just a minute here to explain something. I’d never thought of my brother as a “sexual” being before. I hadn’t lusted after him since I was ten or any of that crap. He was cool, and he was handsome, but I’d never had even one tiny little glimmer in my mind about incest or anything crazy like that.
But he felt so good under me. And his skin was so nice. And I DID love him. And I was with all these popular older kids, and they were accepting me as one of them. So I didn’t plan it, but it just sort of happened. I wiggled, and it felt nice, so I wiggled some more.
There wasn’t anything Rob could do. The newcomers stripped down and climbed in, and it was all splashy and everything again until they got settled. In the process I squirmed against his dick and it felt soooo good pushing and rubbing against my pussy lips.
He got harder and harder and I could feel him breathing on the back of my neck. He was breathing harder than before. “Jodie…” he groaned. I spread my legs a little more, enough that I could reach between them with one hand. I found the head of his wonderful hard PRICK and pushed it between my pussy lips. I had one finger on my clit and I started stroking the head of his dick with one finger.
I know I shouldn’t have, but it felt so GOOD.
Then my brother’s hands slid up my ribs and onto my breasts. I sighed as I felt his hands slide over my sensitive nips. It occurred to me that I was going to have an orgasm, and quite soon at that. Then I wondered what to do because I couldn’t let all these kids know I was cumming.
Then I thought “What if Rob shoots? Will his stuff float? If it does will they see it?” I looked around and realized that it was pretty quiet. That’s because the earlier grab ass had turned into serious petting and necking. I could see couples pasted together, kissing, touching. One girl was moving up and down in a very suspicious manner. I heard several voices say things like “Mmmmmm” and “Ohhhh” and “Ooooh that feels good.”
I knew what they meant. It DID feel good. I focused back on my brother’s nice hard cock rubbing my pussy and his hands sliding back and forth on my breasts.
And that’s when I decided to do it.
I could tell my orgasm was close, and I just knew it would be better if that nice hard dick was in me … just a little. So I leaned forward and lifted up. I caught Rob by surprise. Maybe he thought things had gone too far and I was getting off of him. Anyway I reached down between my legs, grabbed his now monster boner, which was standing straight up, notched the head between my pussy lips, and sat back down. I sat down hard too. Splashed water all over the place. I muffled a groan as what felt like a baseball bat slid up into me. I heard Rob take a big deep breath.
I only slid onto it about half way. It just wouldn’t go in any farther. So I leaned back against him, about three or four inches higher than I had been, and just sat there, feeling my very first prick inside me, wondering if it was going to kill me.
I have to admit it was pretty uncomfortable at first. It wasn’t exactly painful. Maybe “different” is a better word. Anyway, the urge to cum had passed, but I wasn’t about to pull back off of him. That was just the stubborn part of me, not the incestuous part.
So I just tried to lean back against him and relax. And you know what? As I did I felt myself slide onto him a little bit more. I began to pay attention to the muscles he was spreading apart. I clenched this muscle and then that one and then tried to relax each of them. Suddenly I found some muscles that if I relaxed them I slid even farther onto him.
He was panting into my neck now. I heard him make this little whimper “Oh shit” and I can’t explain it, but somehow I knew that meant that he was really glad his prick was where it was, even though we both knew it shouldn’t be there. It made me feel really good emotionally.
The couple next to us started moving around in the water. I glanced over and saw that she was on her hands and knees on the seat and he was in the middle of the tub behind her. He was lunging toward her and drawing back. He was fucking her right there next to us!
Then the waves they were causing hit us and I rocked back and forth.
WOW!
When Rob’s dick moved in me it felt REALLY, REALLY GOOD! He must have thought so too because he groaned again. Now I went with the flow of the waves being caused by all the activity in the pool. I ended up sliding up and down on my brother’s pole and my orgasm came right back.
“Ooooooh,” I moaned and I felt all those new muscles start to do little flurries all around that wonderful hard PRICK that was now jammed up inside me. The orgasm washed over me and I bit my lip to keep from yelling.
Rob moaned “Jodie…” and then his hands left my breasts and went to my hips. He pulled me the last inch onto his rampant cock and I felt it swell inside me. Then it jerked and something nice and warm and wet squirted into my pussy. I wanted it to squirt forever.
Then it was over. Well, not over actually, but we were still again. His thing was still stuck up inside me and I leaned back against him, relaxing in the warm water. My mind was a whirl. I had just had sex … with my brother … and he had shot off inside me. I didn’t know what to think.
So I asked myself some questions: Did I love him? Yes, of course I loved him. Did he hurt me? No, quite the contrary, he made me feel really good. Was I pregnant? Probably not. My last period had been almost four weeks ago. Would the world approve? No, but then the world didn’t have to know, now did it? What was he feeling? I didn’t know. Would we do it again?
I sure hoped so.
As much as I hated to do it, I leaned forward and pulled off of him. I heard him sigh as he pulled free. Then I turned around and leaned in close to whisper.
“Thank you,” I said very quietly.
“Really?” he whispered back.
“Oh yeah,” I said and I kissed him very quickly on the mouth.
Then, since everyone was otherwise engaged I stood up and announced “You guys are grossing me out! I’m going in to get something to drink.”
Rob stood up too. “Um…I’ll go with you sis.”
I don’t think anybody even knew we were gone. We walked naked to the back door and then inside. I took his hand and pulled him toward my bedroom.
“What are you doing?” he whispered loudly.
“What do you THINK I’m doing you dork?” I whispered back. “I want to do that again.”
As soon as I got him into my room I pressed up against him and kissed him long and hard. His reticence was gone and I felt his cock rise again to press against my abdomen. I wanted that thing in me again and I wanted it NOW! I pulled him to the bed and down on top of me.
We didn’t make love that time. We didn’t even have sex. We MATED. He crawled up between my legs and in one long thrust he pinned me to the bed. I still wasn’t used to his full length, but I remembered to relax those muscles and I felt his pubic bone slam against mine. I felt my insides move as he battered his way into my belly.
And then we rutted.
I know I left stripes on his back with my fingernails as I came over and over again. Then he was chanting my name and he slammed in one last time. I felt his prick swell and jerk again as it spat globs of his hot seed way up inside me. He grunted with each discharge.
“Jodie,” and a long rope of his cum shot into me.
“Jodie,” and another one splatted into my womb.
“Jodie,” and his ejaculation peaked.
“Ohhhhh Jodie,” as his last shot surged into my thirsty pussy. He collapsed and his weight felt so good on top of me.
Eventually he had left her lying there, sated, her pussy full of his thick sticky sperm, as he returned to his friends. She thought she’d better be the first one to get outside in the morning and clean the hot tub. She suspected there would be globs of white strings floating around in it and knew her parents would melt down if they saw it. Then she decided to take a shower.
Now the shower was done and she was staring at her brother’s jism, slowly dripping out of her pussy. What should she do? She left the bathroom, still naked.
Then, closing her eyes, she practiced sneaking down the hall to Rob’s room in the dark. She practiced until she knew she could do it without making a sound.
She knew she’d make that trip … later tonight … and every chance she got from now on.
The End

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TWO PROSTITUTES WALKING BY CHURCH

TWO PROSTITUTES WALKING BY CHURCH
Two prostitutes were walking by a church when one of them said to the other, “we should go inside. They’ve got a guy in there who’s really hung!”
“Tell me more,” replied the other one.
“Well, he’s hung like this,” said the friend stretching out her arms straight out at her sides. Note: This joke works better as a visual one.

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Diary

DEAR DIARY: SEPTEMBER

September 1 Dear Diary, First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Becky Ford and I can’t believe I started my last year of high school today! I learned that there are over 600 students in my class, and over 2400 in the whole school, I doubt I’ll ever get to know all of them, I just hope to recognize a few of them!!! They said that the senior year is the easiest one of all, I don’t believe it!!! My locker mate seems nice enough, but we don’t have any classes together, so I only see her a couple of times a day. Geesh, for the first day they really pile on the home work, so I’m closing off for the night, bye now!!! September 5 Dear Diary, Survived my first week as a senior, a major accomplishment!!! Made two new friends this week, Hillary and Emma, they’re both a little nuts, but who isn’t! Our schedules just seemed to mesh, so we spend a lot of time together walking between classes and eating lunch together. Emma said we’re together so much that we ought to adopt the nickname of the “Three Amigos”! Like I said, they’re a little nuts!!! Going to a party tomorrow night, all three of us are invited, hope it’s fun. That’s all for today, seeya later, bye!
September 10 Dear Diary, Had a blast at the party, drank my first beer of the year!!! It was an out door affair, by the host’s pool, really neat! The only trouble came when one of the guys got pushed into the water, and before ya knew it three more followed him in!!! Geri’s dad, came out and broke it up and sent those four packing!!! It was really funny though! Started gym class this week, I was pretty nervous in the locker room, being so skinny and all. I really hurried to get changed, but some of those better developed girls liked to parade around naked, it was a little embarrassing!!! I had to admit, that some of them have great bodies, and a tall brunette named Jennifer is built like a Playboy model!!! Her chest was huge and her pubic hair was shaped like a perfect vee! One of the other girls kept kidding her about the size of her clit, but even though I tried to sneak a peek, I couldn’t see that hers was any bigger than anyone elses!!! Well, I have a lot of homework to do, so good night, bye!
September 12 Dear Diary, Last entry we talked about the brunette with the perfect body, well today I saw it for myself!!! In the shower when her pubic hair was wet, you really could see her clit sticking out!!! I told Ems and Hills about it, and they laughed themselves silly as they joked about her “condition”, as Ems described it!!! Another odd thing happened, the brunette with the clit and the girl that was kidding her last week, well when no one was watching, the brunette let the blonde touch her “down there”!!! It happened really fast, but I’m sure that she stuck her hand right in there!!! Another odd thing, when she did it I felt a little stab in the pit of my stomach, holy moly, I hope I’m not queer!!! Well, nighty night, that’s all for today, bye!
September 16 Dear Diary, I told the Amigos about “Miss Clit”, that’s what Hills calls her, and they told me to keep and eye out and see if she lets the blonde touch her again!!! I took a locker out of their sight and kept peeking around the corner to see if they would try it again! Oh wow, you should have seen it!!! When they thought everyone was gone, the blonde and Miss Clit actually kissed each other, and then, you’re really not gonna believe this, she got down on her knees and kissed Miss Clit right on her clit!!! I was hardly breathing, and when she kissed her clit, I could feel my own, this is so unreal, I could feel my own clitoris start to throb!!! Again, though, it only lasted a few seconds and was over!!! I reported back to Ems and Hills, but I don’t think they really believe me, it’s just too weird!!! Well, gotta go now, bye!
September 18 Dear Diary, After school today we went over to Ems place. I kept telling them about Miss Clit and the blonde, and to convince them I was telling the truth, we went to Ems room and well, to be honest, the talk of her clit and how she was getting it kissed, it made all of us a little excited!!! It was then that Hills suggested we show each other our private parts to see how we measured up with the brunette! I was a little apprehensive about the whole thing, but the other two talked me into it! We decided that the best plan would be to strip completely naked, so we turned our backs to each other and took off our things!!! When we were all ready, we turned around to see what we had!!! We all giggled, but it was a funny serious kind of giggle, and there was an under current of sex in the air!!! Three eighteen year old girls standing naked together and comparing body parts, very erotic to say the least!!! Hills was the first to sit down, spread her legs, and open her vagina to show Ems and me her clit! I said no way was she nearly as big as Miss Clit at school, so immediately she demanded to see both of ours!!! Ems and I both plopped down and spread our lips as Hills looked each one over before announcing that we were pitiful examples of woman hood!!! We all roared with laughter, until Hills suggested we try the kissing the clit trick! We all looked back and forth at each other, not sure how to proceed from there, until Hills again, naturally it would be her, offered to kiss mine first! I said okay, as long as it was a quick kiss, and Hills agreed to make it a fast one! I spread my legs wide, carefully opened my lips, and before I knew it, Hills had planted a wet kiss right on my pussy!!! It happened so fast I hardly had time to feel it, but before I could say anything, she leaned back in and gave me a much longer one!!! This one I did feel, and what can I say, it felt fabulous!!! Ems spread hers apart, and quick as a cat, Hills was down there giving her clit a kiss too!!! I decided to be the first one to kiss Hills, and much to her delight I gave her a nice long wet one!!! That’s when Hills asked if any of us had ever had an orgasm! We both shook our heads no, and then she asked us if we’d like to try one! We both shrugged our shoulders and said sure! She picked me to go first, and had me spread my lips just like before! She then went down to give me what I thought would be another kiss, but was I in for a surprise, instead of kissing me, she actually licked my pussy all over!!! The feeling was just like the one I felt when I saw the blonde kissing Miss Clit, but this was so much more intense!!! Hills licked me all over, but finally she settled on my clit, and let me tell you, diary, my first orgasm was revelation!!! Of all the things you can experience on this earth, there is nothing that matches the power unleashed between you legs when you climax!!! I then did Ems, and she did Hills, and each of us all experienced really hard orgasms in our pussies!!! Well, I’ve rambled on for a long time now, gotta go, it’s late, bye!
September 23 Dear Diary, The Three Amigos got together at Ems house again last night! We logged on to her computer and found some hot sex sites! None of us had ever seen a cock before, but seeing them so big and hard stuck inside those tight pussies, well it was enough to make us all wet!!! We didn’t have much time, cuz Hills had to get home early, so we just dropped trow and ate each other out quickly! Now that we know how to work a clit, we can make each other cum in no time!!!
September 28 Dear Diary, After seeing those pictures of men with big hard cocks, it’s become an obsession to see one for real!!! We don’t want to take a chance with someone from school, cuz we do value our reputations, but I have to admit that the desire to see an erection is almost over powering!!! What we three do together is fun and interesting, but when you see those big cocks, well, it just makes you realize what really turns you on!!! I wonder if other girls are as enamored with the thought of seeing a cock as much as we are?!? I’ll bet they are, cuz it’s almost like a giant magnet pulling you, getting you caught up in its field and capturing you!!! Well, anyway, the Three Amigos met again two days ago to discuss a way to see a naked cock! We kicked around a few ideas, but didn’t come to a decision yet. We were just sitting around talking, when Hills picked up a candle and began fooling around with it! The next thing I know is, that that knuckle head is pushing it slowly into her pussy, and pretending it was a cock!!! Now this was a pretty thin candle, and nothing like those cocks we saw on the net, but none the less, in a mater of a few minutes, Hills was having a big one while jamming that candle in and out of her pussy!!! I began to sweat just watching her!!! Well, diary, you know the rest, both Emma and I picked up candles of our own and did our own pussies, all the way to orgasm!!! Next time let’s try something thicker Hills said! I know what you’re thinking diary, that girl is a lot of trouble!!! Seeya soon, bye!

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Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didn’t get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. He’d startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. She’d dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As she’d struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didn’t appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that he’d returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified he’d be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly he’d put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, he’d had all the power from the moment he’d come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadn’t been a very good slave…
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
“You’re getting toilet-water all over my shoes.”
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, “I’m sorry, Master.”
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her head….and began licking them clean.
It didn’t take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. “Please, Master,” she said, “may I suck your cock?”
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldn’t believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though he’d just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldn’t get his pants open fast enough. He’d think about what her behavior meant in a few minutes—right now, he focused on Marie’s hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasn’t worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasure… He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. She’d begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because he’d ordered her to, but this was different. He’d never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew she’d been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like he’d just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that she’d gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, he’d come home earlier than he’d planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. He’d had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming he’d gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. They’d eat first—and then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadn’t said anything, and he’d only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feet—grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hair—surely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchen—the scene of her imprudence that morning—she just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morning’s encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that she’d had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Master’s come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, she’d be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldn’t gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concern—her Master would take care of them in due time, and that’s all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybe…no, she would not think about that. This moment—now—was all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of food—it was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, “You must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
“Thank you, Master,” Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowl…and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marie’s hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadn’t been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if he’d fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. She’d scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marie’s face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadn’t been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didn’t seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with her—his toy.
She wasn’t far off, if she’d known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie’s leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he’d be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadn’t strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, “It’s easier if you do it all at once”—and yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasn’t going to be relieved for long. “Turn around,” he ordered suddenly, “and give me your hands.” She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch he’d brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, “Face me.”Perfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that she’d spread her knees apart after he’d unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldn’t tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, “What did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. “I missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. “And did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a second—he’d know if she lied, she reasoned—but she couldn’t look at him.. “No, Sir.”
“Why not?”
“It was—I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. “But—but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
“Why is that, Princess?”
“Because I like…obeying your orders, Sir.” Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany she’d seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, she’d been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his pet—all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
“And I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. “You did very well today.”
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one she’d worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as she’d looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didn’t flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought he’d never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. “Climb on, princess,” he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasn’t sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chair’s seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. “Two rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. “First, you can come as much as you want—but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps “—in motion. If they stop moving, we’re done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.”
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. “Yes, Master,” she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didn’t linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
She’d only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, “Oh, oh God, Sir, I’m going to come!” Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. “Keep fucking me—keep going, Princess,” he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldn’t resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, “Sir, oh, I can’t help it, I’m com—” Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didn’t slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, “Oh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It worked—she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, “Com—coming!” before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldn’t help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, “Yes, Master, I’m your dirty slut!”—and then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much he’d enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.

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The Debt Collector – Part 3

This story is pure fantasy. After reading stories on this website and being impressed with the basic ideas, but disappointed with the lack of description, I decided to mix a few together with some of my own ideas. I also tried to be a little more descriptive. I encourage more people to do the same. For anyone who doesn’t like the themes listed, such as incest or rape, please don’t read any further. For everyone else, be thankful for the 1st Amendment. I hope you all enjoy!

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6000 Mile Surprise

This is my first story, so please make suggestions for improvement if needed. No part of this story is true. It is did not happen, no male, female, dog, cat, or kangaroo was hurt in the writing of this story. This story is about a group of teen girls visiting from China giving a shy teen boy a bit of a shock and pleasure.

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Lesbian Sex

Her 32D breasts bounced up and down in front of my face. Her brown eyes stared at me as she moved herself down onto my body, down across my breasts, my stomach, my mound, and finally she made it to my vagina, where she set her lips onto my clit…
I woke up from my dream immediately. I had never dreamed of lesbian sex before and it started to make me curious. I moved my hand towards my vagina, it was soaked with my pussy juices. My nipples were rock hard as well. My dream had actually turned me on in my sleep.
The next morning, I made myself breakfast and sat down with my laptop. I lived alone for the most part except when friends came to stay for a day or two. I was just wearing a see-through cardigan and a pink lace thong. It was my usual attire, since no one was here to see. I usually played with my nipples and watched straight porn in the mornings, then at night. Some of my guy friends praise me for being the only girl they know to watch porn, but I thought it was normal. I went to my favorite porn website and saw the top rated video to be a lesbian porn. I thought about watching it for a while because I heard it turns women on even more than straight porn does, and my dream got me curious about it too. I clicked the video and it started.
Two women were naked in bed, one sucking the other’s nipples. She moved down into her crotch area and started to stimulate her pussy slowly with her tongue. I watched as her tongue went around and inside her vagina. It seemed kind of fun to take on lesbian sex. The women started to 69 each other, the camera focusing on the girl ontop, licking the girl’s clit and fingering her hole, then licking the finger she just fucked her with.
I started to get too into the porn and got a bit worried, but really turned on. I wondered what lesbian sex was like. I wondered if I was turning into a lesbian. I thought that I was just bi-curious at this point in my young life. One of my friends that I met at a bar is actually a lesbian and I thought about calling her. I wanted to ask if she could show me what it’s like. I felt kind of naughty to be thinking this way. I even started to play with myself at the thought of fucking a girl. I rubbed my vagina slowly and stuck two fingers inside, then sucked the fingers I just used like the girl in the porno.
In the evening after I made myself dinner, I called up my lesbian friend. “Hello?” She answered. “Hey girl! I was just wondering if you were busy. I need to ask you a huge favor.”
“What is it girl? Anything for you. I’m free all night.”
“I was wondering if you could show me your lesbian ways…if you know what I mean.”
“I know exactly what you mean. I’ll be over in an hour, let me just get ready.”
I felt wild after I hungup the phone. I started to clean up and get myself ready quickly. I only had an hour. I put on my favorite fishnet stockings and a sexy matching pair of a black lace thong and bra. I let my long, brown waves flow down onto my average sized breasts. I even pulled out my favorite dildos onto my nightstand; a pink one shaped like a cock, a blue vibrator, and a thick, sleek, silver dildo that I loved pleasing my pussy with. After putting on some red lipstick that complimented me well, I layed on the bed and waited for my lesbian.
The doorbell rank on my apartment door. I quickly walked over to the door and opened it. There she was, dressed in sexy tights, red heels, and a little black dress. “Let me get right to it.” She put her soft hands on my waist and kissed me hard, letting her tongue into my mouth and exploring. She sucked my tongue and bit it softly, making me melt inside. She really knew how to turn on anyone just like that. I smirked at her and grabbed her hand, leading her to the bedroom; walking in front of her so she could take a good look at my ass. I didn’t know what to start with, so I let her begin on me. She unzipped her dress and took off her heals to reveal a pink bra and no panties. She left on her thigh high tights. She turned me around and unhooked my bra, then groped my boobs. She pushed me onto the bed and climbed ontop of me. “What do you want me to show you?” She asked. “Everything.”
She took advantage of the word I just spoke. She sat her vagina onto my vagina and grinded onto it, her boobs bouncing in front of my face. “Mmmm, I’m already wet for this.” She said as she picked up the silver dildo from the nightstand, sucking it a little. She rolled her tongue around the dildo, then stuck it in her pussy. She moaned as she pumped it in and out. “Maybe I’ll do this to you too if you eat my pussy.” She said sexily. She layed on her back, spreading her legs out so I could watch her toy herself. She took the toy out and motioned for me to come to her. “Eat my pussy baby, try it. Let me see how you do.” I licked her clit fast and sucked it often. She seemed to like it because her thighs started jerking a little and she moaned like crazy. It was sexy eating out a pussy. I moved my tongue up and down on her slit. I slipped my index finger into her hole, thrusting it in and out of her wet, tight puss. I continued to finger fuck her pussy while licking her clit, until she told me to sit on her face. I turned around and sat my pussy on her, and she licked inside the hole. I fingered her pussy from on top and sucked my fingers after I was done. I leaned over and sucked her clit hard. Her hands grabbed my ass as she violently licked me out, then she slapped my ass and left a handprint on my right asscheek. I grabbed my silver dildo and started toying her pussy. In and out…in and out…her pussy was so wet and tight, the dildo fit perfectly in her, pleasing her vagina to the maximum. I pushing the toy in and out, and tilted it a certain way to hit her g-spot perfectly. I rubbed her g-spot until her legs started shaking, and I knew she was going to come. She kept eating my pussy perfectly. The feeling of getting eaten by a girl turned me on so much that I squirted my pussy juices all over her face. I fucked her hard with the toy until she came, leaking a bit of juice onto the bed sheets.
I got off of her face and layed on the bed with my legs spread wide open, rubbing my clit. She was panting hard and her face was wet from my juices. She grabbed the vibrator from my dresser. It had a clit grabber attached to it too, which I used way too much. She stuck the toy in before turning the vibrator on. She pushed the toy in as far as it would go, then clicked the button to start the vibrating. I immediately felt all of the sensations. I couldn’t handle it for too long. Instead of using the clit grabber, she put her lips on my clit and started licking softly. She turned the vibrator onto full blast and I went wild. I came, my body shaking and all of the energy I had draining out of my body. My body felt so many sensations, it was easily the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
After my orgasm, she turned the vibrator off and took it out of my pussy, licking my pussy juices off of the soft part of the dildo. “Your pussy tastes amazing.” She told me with a sexy tone in your voice. “I could eat you out for days.” She climbed ontop of my limb body slightly, kneeling and spreading her legs around mine. She lifted my hips up to reach her pussy. She grinded her vagina onto mine, stimulating both of our clits. I could feel her strawberry blonde hairs against my bare pussy. She took her time using my body to scissor.
After a while of coming constantly, our bodies were so tired. We completely sucked all of the pussy juices from each other and dildoed the fuck out of each other. “I’ll see you soon my lovely baby girl.” She winked as she walked out of my apartment. It was late at night and I was getting a little horny from thinking about what I just did.
I took my pink dildo from my nightstand and got onto my computer, looking up lesbian porn. I started to watch one where a girl rubbed another girl’s clit while she was getting fucked by a fuck machine. I stuck my dildo into my sore pussy and pushing it in, then moved it around so it hit every wall. I was getting so aroused by the porn, I thought about having another lesbian sex session.

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This is one of my fantasy’s. Again if you find anything wrong I apologize. Please give me feedback, I’ll try to take it into consideration.