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The Escapades of a Teenage Slut 1

In this series I will be confessing to what made me what I am today. The sexual adventures of my teenage years that brought me to the now. These stories are the Escapades of a Teenage Slut.
It all started at Jane’s party when I was 14. Jane’s parents were out of town so she threw a party celebrating the end of our 8th grade school year. To my surprise, I actually received an invitation. I wasn’t very popular back then so I really didn’t expect one.
This was going to be great. A house full of kids with no parents in sight and a fridge full of beer. I smiled at the thought.
I could hardly sleep that night. I was so excited. I hadn’t ever been to a party where the parents weren’t there. I guess I was what you could call a goody-two-shoes back then. I didn’t even think about the possibility of what could happen. I was just happy to be in the in-crowd for once. When sleep did come, I dreamt of my secret crush. Alec Ramsey. God was he sexy. He stood at about 5’ 7” with short brown hair. He had ocean blue eyes and a warm, welcoming smile. He also had these pinkish-red full lips that I imagined mine touching everyday. He was physically fit and then some with his hard abs. He had a nice, full ass that I couldn’t take my eyes off of. In a word, perfection.
In the dream, we kissed and he asked me to never leave him. He pulled me down to him in the lush grass to where I was on top of him. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and I could see his hard, pink nipples near his chest. He smiled and rolled over, making him be on top. He then slipped off my shirt and shorts, causing my hard on to be seen through my thin boxers. He bent down for another kiss, then removed my boxers. Right as his lips touched my cock head I woke up.
I was mad because I was getting to the good part but when I checked my alarm clock and saw it was three in the afternoon I was glad I woke up. Four hours until the party started.
Two, hours later, I had been through my entire wardrobe and was still unable to find something suitable. I finally decided on a light blue Hollister shirt that had the brand name across the front and jeans. Nothing wrong with being comfortable. I looked in my full body mirror and made sure I looked decent. The truth was, I didn’t look half-bad! Short, dark hair, with the bangs spiked upwards, my green eyes gleaming, my blue shirt accenting my light tan, and my tight jeans going down to my white shoes showing off my ass. I smiled and headed for the door.
My brother and I took the hour-long drive to Jane’s house. I could hear blasting music pulsing through the air. When I went in all the lights were off except for blue and white strobe lights in the living room and the furniture was moved out of the way so we could dance.
I was the last person expected so the doors were locked and the Budweiser was set out. I hadn’t ever tried alcohol before so I figured now was as good a time as ever. I grabbed one and took a sip that burned my throat slightly. In a couple of minutes I had finished half. My senses seemed stronger, the music louder, a slight buzz in my head, and a tingling sensation throughout my body.
In no less than an hour, I was having the best time of my life. I was on the dance floor showing off my wicked moves, or what the booze made me think was good, and singing along with the song playing. I went for another drink, but this time when I took a fairly big sip I felt different. I felt like my buzz had gotten ten times stronger. I continued drinking, making conversation with one of my friends who was there. In a couple minutes the beer tasted like it had gotten thicker. My stomach churned and my head throbbed. I had to lean against a wall to stay standing. This wasn’t my drink. Someone did something to it. My vision was blurred. I didn’t feel right…
“Are you okay,” a voice asked. Was he talking to me? “Dude? Hello?” Ugh… stop talking. My head! “Come here you don’t look to good.” I’m moving now.
Whoever was leading me took me upstairs. We went into a room. The light was on, so I could see better. My vision was clearer and I could make out who took me up here. It was Alec.
“Thanks,” I whispered.
“For what?” Alec asked.
“Taking me up here.” I held my head. It was about to burst.
“No problem,” Alec said. “You didn’t look too good. Did you have too much to drink?”
“No,” I responded, “someone did something to my drink, I think.” I looked up. Alec didn’t have a shirt on. “What are you doing?” I asked, my voice slurred. Alec sat down next to me. “Nothing, just relax.” I did as I was told. I laid back and ran my hands over my face, wishing I didn’t drink anything. Alec got up and locked the door. I realized that we were in a bedroom and I was sitting on a bed. I also realized Alec’s intentions and the shock brought forth some sobriety. “Shit!” I said under my breath. “Don’t scream,” Alec said, “If you don’t want to that’s fine, you can go, I just needed a reason to bring you up here. I’m not going to force you.”
“It was you?” I asked. “You did something to my drink?”
“Yup,” Alec answered with a sort of pride, showing me a small white pill that he pulled from his pocket. “I guess you’re staying?”
I thought about my options. Stay here and have sex with my crush or leave. I felt better… Whatever Alec had put in my drink, the effects had worn off. I looked up at Alec and smiled. He smiled back. He knew my answer.
Alec pulled off his pants to expose his white boxers with green designs. He then came over to me and pulled my shirt off of my chest and undid the button holding my pants on. “I can do it.” I said. I slid off my pants and stood up. Alec’s hands were going for his boxers but I pushed them away. I got on my knees in front of him and pulled them down with my teeth. When they were around his ankles, he stepped out of them. I looked at up him and saw him smiling at me. I looked at his hard cock, which was right in front of me. Nervousness was flooding through me. I had never done anything like this before. I wrapped my hand around his pulsing cock and started to jack him off. He spread his legs a little bit. I leaned in and put my lips around one of his balls and sucked gently like I had seen them do in the porno’s I had seen. He let out a small moan. I released my hand and put my mouth in its place. I sucked his head first, putting my tongue on the underside of his cock. I tried taking more of it in and found myself to be successful. I swallowed the rest of his cock trying to deepthroat him. He moaned and put his hands on my head. He forced me to move back and forth on his cock by pulling my hair. I wrapped my hand around the part of his cock that was showing and bobbed up and down quickly on the part in my mouth. He removed his hands. I sucked harder, swiveling my tongue around the head. I felt his body tighten up and I knew what was coming.
He pulled his cock out of my mouth with a plop. He grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. “Lay down.” Alec said. I did as told and once again lied down. He pulled off my boxers and got on top of me. He positioned himself to where his back was facing my face and he was sitting on my stomach/waist. I couldn’t see what he was doing but I soon felt his ball sac touch the head of my cock. I felt both of his hands wrap around my cock and start jacking me off. I laid my head back and let him. He spit on my cock to lube it up and jacked faster. His hands were going up and down my cock, bringing my closer and closer to climax. He took one hand off and started going even faster now that he had more room. Precum oozed out of my cock. A finger on the hand that wasn’t being used to jack me touched my cock, picked up the drip of precum and went in Alec’s mouth. “Tell me when you’re close to cumming.” Alec said. He continued jacking even faster and I was a couple more strokes from exploding.
“I’m gonna cum soon!” I practically yelled. Alec dismounted me and know sat on my knees. He started sucking my cock. I moaned hard as I felt a tingling in my balls. Alec sucked harder and cum forced its way out of my cock. I came hard and Alec couldn’t keep it all in his mouth. He pulled up and swallowed what he had, then licked the rest from my cock. “Yum,” Alec said as he stood. “Can I fuck you?” Alec asked. “Only if I can swallow your cum,” I replied.
I positioned myself on the bed on my hand and knees. He got back on and spit on his own cock. He put his mouth to my hole and started rimming me to get me nice and wet. His tongue entered me and I loved every minute. When he decided I was lubed up he lined up his cock with my ass and placed his cock head in. “Damn,” he said, “you’re really tight. You’re a virgin aren’t you?” “Yeah,” I replied. He smiled. “Not for long.”
He pushed in about 2 inches and I yelped in pain and pleasure. Without missing a beat, he pushed in more and I winced. “This is gonna hurt,” he said, “but it’d hurt more if I did a little at a time.” He pushed in the rest of his cock and I cried out in pain. He pulled out until only an inch or so was remaining inside of me, then pushed in again. It didn’t hurt as much. He picked up speed and made a steady rhythm of penetration. I moaned as he entered my ass again. He picked up even more speed and held onto my waist as he fucked me.
My ass stretched more to allow him to go faster. He did. Every other breath from me was a moan as he fucked me, pushing deeper inside me with every thrust, causing me pleasure that I’ve never felt before. He squeezed my waist tighter and started pulling me in, in rhythm with his thrusts. I pushed as he entered me each time, allowing his cock to go even deeper inside me. I moaned again and he was grunting with every push. He fucked me faster and harder making a slapping sound as the front of his legs hit the back of mine. I moaned hard. “Gonna… cum…” Alec said. “In my mouth please,” I begged. He pulled out of my ass and turned me over. He stood over me and jacked his cock until he reached climax. He aimed for my mouth and let loose. 6 streams of cum hit in my mouth, on my face, and even in my hair. Alec reached down and ran his finger across my face, picking up his cum, and put it in my mouth. I sucked it off and kissed him. He smiled. “That was great,” I said. I returned the smile. He kissed me again and lied down on top of me. He slid his tongue inside my mouth and we stayed like that until Jane knocked on the door and warned us that her parents were headed home.

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I had moved to New York when I was seventeen. I was barely done school, with dreams of being a dancer and model. I took a cheap hotel room, my parents had thrown me out, when I decided not to go to college. I had been dancing since I was three. I had given up most of my life for it. I had developed late, my feet were always bleeding from toe shoes, and I never got sweets. I was in the face what a man would call a girl next door, with soft blue eyes and blonde hair. But I had the long legs of a ballerina, and the tiny waist. I had developed late, but had perky little breasts, even without a bra on, they stood at attention. Unable to find dancing work, I tried to get modeling work, but no agency would let me in. I had no portfolio, and no experience, and they weren’t interested.
I was near the end of my money, I had a few days paid off left at the hotel, before I’d be out. I was in a coffee shop when I found an ad, a photographer looking for a model. He needed a new muse, and was willing to do a portfolio for free, and pay 50 bucks for it. It said no experience needed, and thought the 50 could be a start, and perhaps I’d get more work. I scratched down the address, and took the subway, finding the place. It was a rundown building in Brooklyn, and it took me a few minutes, before I rung the bell. No one answered, I was just buzzed in, and I took the stairs slowly as possible, up to the second floor. I couldn’t bring myself to knock on the door, and was about to leave, when it swung open.
I was expecting some young amateur, but found a man who had to be well into his fifties, balding and with the start of a beer gut. He led me into his flat, which had big airy windows. He looked me up and down. “Nice, you will do. Name?” I blushed a bit. “Stacey.” He nodded and motioned to the sofa over by the window. “Go Lay down and we will start.” I turned towards it. “Okay.” He stopped me. “Off with the clothes first.” I stopped and looked at him. “I am not taking my clothes off.” He pulled out his wallet and put a 100 down on the counter. “There is more if you do well.” I looked at the money, and knew it was another two weeks at the hotel. “Okay.”
I was embarrassed, and red in the face, as I stripped down. I got to my thong and bra, but he motioned me to continue. Closing my eyes, I removed the last remnants of my clothes. He had me lay down, and started directing me. He had me cupping my breasts, playing with myself, splaying my legs open the whole time. My eyes were closed the entire time. I didn’t want to see him as I did this. I heard him put down the camera on the table,, and hoped I was done.
I didn’t open my eyes until I felt something against my cheek. I opened and saw his cock head next to my mouth. I was a virgin, I had spent too many hours dancing, I had never had time to date. I shook my head. “No.” He tweaked my nipple. “150 if you suck me.” I looked at the cock and trembled a bit. “Fine.” He started feeding his cock into my mouth, going deeper, causing me to choke and try to spit him out. He plugged my nose, and kept feeding his cock down my throat, until I was deep throating. “Suck you slut.” Desperate to get him out, I sucked as best as I could, praying it would end soon, sucking over and over. Finally he began jerking and my mouth filled with salty cum, and I was forced to swallow, as his cock was still deep in my throat, and I’d have drowned.
When done he pulled me up and handed me the money. “Come back tomorrow and you can have your photos.” I shook my head. “I don’t need this kind of portfolio. He pulled me in to his arms. “You come back for the photos, or it is within my right to sell them.” I pulled away from him. “Fine.” I scampered into my clothes and ran from the flat.
I didn’t sleep all night. I didn’t want to go back, but he seemed a sleaze, and I knew he would keep his word. I walked past his building six or seven times, before I finally rung, and again he let me straight in without an answer.
I looked at him in his flat. “My photos.” He took me over to a computer. “I have a video for you to watch first.” I shook my head. “I have no time.” He made me watch, a video of the photo shoot, and of the oral sex. I felt him behind me, his cock against my back, as I watched. I was worried he would fuck me, but he forced me to my knees and pinched my nose until I opened my mouth. As he fucked my throat he pointed out the video camera I hadn’t noticed the night before. When done, and I had swallowed, he ordered me to clean him off.
He pulled me up and he saw my fear as he moved me towards the couch. “Oh no, I won’t fuck you. Your cherry has fetched a nice price.” I pulled away from him. “I am not a hooker.” He laughed and whispered. “If you don’t want that tape going to the police and the news, you will.” I shook my head. “You will be arrested as a John.” He shook his head. “John school, maybe a fine, you will arrested for the whore you are.” I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks. “I won’t be a hooker for you, there has to be something else.”
He took me up the stairs in the building to the top floor, where a door with a number pealing stood. “This is your new home. No more cheap hotel. Its all yours, though you will be paying me 60% of your income, in return.” I looked at the old bachelor suite, with a small day bed, a pealing kitchen and a tiny bathroom. “No.” He pushed me in. “One year, when you’re done, you’re free. You will service any client I ask, and you will enjoy it. Or you can go to prison, I am sure they will pay you in smokes for it.”
He showed me the closet, and ordered me to dress in stockings and garters, a corset, a thong, and a coat. He kissed me. “Your first client is waiting. Here is his address. I will expect you back when done, or the cops will come looking.” I took the paper from him. “Fine.”

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Sharing My Room With Sis: Sharing My Computer

I woke up slowly feeling something unusual. Usually I woke up feeling still groggy, but today something was different. I lay there a moment, head swirling, and realized what it was: a tickling sensation running up my thigh. It reached the leg of my boxer-briefs and paused only a moment before I felt them be pulled up and something slide in underneath. The sensation slid over the last bit of thigh and started running up and down my slowly growing dick.
More awake now, I opened my eyes and saw my sister Abby standing over me. “Time to wake up,” she said. “Its Saturday. Mom wants to talk to us about my room.” She ran her finger along my dick one last time, then pulled her hand out and left.
Three nights ago a storm had smashed a window in my sister’s room, forcing me to share my room with her until the damage was repaired. Having trouble making friends at school, she’d turned to me for comfort. She had convinced be to share the bed with her, leading to the three hottest nights of my life. Though we’d both wanted it, our mutual nervousness and fear had nearly stopped us. Just last night, Abby had been set up on a date by her former friend. The guy had tried to push her too far and her friend had called her a prude. When we got home and into my room, she’d shown me how wrong they were. Outside my room, we had to pretend to be something else, but while we were alone in there, we could let loose with each other.
Mom told us that in order to try to save some money on repairs, that she and I would have to do some of the work. After breakfast we moved her furniture and other stuff out to the garage. As we cleaned up, Abby discovered that her computer wasn’t working anymore. “The water must have shorted it out. Should have had a surge protected on it,” I told her.
“I need my computer to work on homework,” she said.
“I’m sorry, dear. You’ll have to share your brother’s computer until we can get you a knew one.”
A week before, the very idea of anyone else getting on my computer would have terrified me. No one, not even Abby and Mom, used to come into my room very often and no one else ever used my computer. I, therefore, hadn’t gone to much effort to hide the porn I regularly viewed on it. If Abby so much as looked through the folders in my bookmarks, she’d run across links to my favorite sites. After the last couple of nights, the thought was somewhat exciting now. Even so, some of those sites had some pretty nasty stuff on there, and I worried if it would be too much for Abby. I’d have to try to clear some of it off today when she wasn’t around.
As I set about starting on pulling the carpet out, the laundry service came by to drop off Abby’s clothes, newly cleaned after being soaked. She grabbed them and headed into my room to sort through them. I worked alone in her room for several hours pulling off the baseboards, definitely in to hurry to get her room back together. Abby came in through the bathroom connecting our rooms wearing some of her returned clothes. Even though it was a little chilly in her room from the broken window, she wore a tank top and some shorts, her usual sleep wear but not around-the-house garb.
“Its so nice to have my clothes back,” she said, turning in a pose in front of me. The shorts were very short, and just a bit of the curve of her ass cheeks peeked out at the bottom. Her tank top was white without a bra underneath. The bumps of her nipples were clearly visible through it. “I moved stuff out of some of your drawers into the closet to make room for my clothes.” I nodded, trying not to stare too much. She smiled at me and casually dropped both of her thumbs inside the front of her waistband, pushing it down slightly. As I half-heartedly pulled at a baseboard, she sunk the waistband lower until her I could see just a bit of her short, curly, fire-red pubes sticking out the top. Holding it there a moment, she said, “I was surfing the web for my English homework and saw you had some interesting bookmarks on there.” She turned and walked through the bathroom back into my room. I got up and followed.
“Uh, what exactly were you looking at?” I asked, trying to hide the embarrassment that was swelling within me, despite my excitement.
“Just some Literature study group forums,” she said. I slowly came into the room and cautiously peeked around until I could see the screen. It looked to be an analysis of Hamlet. “This stuff here is pretty boring. Anyway, you’d better get back in there. We’d hate for Mom to have to come looking for you.” She pushed me back toward the bathroom and shut the door behind me.
I headed back in a pulled weakly at baseboards, wondering what Abby was up to. After a couple more hours it was late afternoon, and I decided to quit for the day. I headed back into my room and found Abby lying on my bed, the computer monitor switched off. “Find what you needed online?” I asked her.
“Yep,” she replied. She lay back on the bed and stretched her arms behind her. She opened her legs wide and pressed the bottom of her feet together. The fabric of her shorts was pulled tightly across her pussy, barely covering her hole. On either side, the gentle curve and fuzz of the outside of her pussy lips stuck out. Before I could think to do something, she stood up and headed for the door. “I’m going to go watch some TV for a while,” she said. I breathed out in frustrated disbelief, and she smiled slyly as she went.
I sat down at my computer desk and clicked on the monitor to find that my sister had left some browsers open. It was clear from the page titles that she had been surfing from my porn bookmarks. The first page showed a series of pics of a guy fingering a girl’s pussy. The thought of my sister looking at this turned me on, and alone in my room, I slid my dick from my pants and pushed them to the floor. After going through the pics, I clicked to the next window. In another series, a blonde was giving a handjob. By now I was stroking my dick in a steady pace.
A movement in the corner of my eye made me glance up at the bathroom door, which I saw was standing partway open. On the other side stood my sister, her hands behind her back leaning in to get a view of me. Seeing that I saw her, she pushed the door open and stepped in, closing it behind her. “Don’t stop on my account. There’s nothing good on TV so I decided to chill here for a bit.” She sat down on the bed behind me and stretched to look over my shoulder. “Oh, I liked that one, too. After looking at that site for a while, that one was one of my favorites.”
She reached around me and grabbed the mouse, clicking on the next window. This series showed a brunette sitting next to a guy, leaning over giving him a blowjob. I realized that it was almost the exact same position that we’d been in the night before. She clicked one of the images. It was a close-up of the blowjob. The girl gripped his dick in her hand and had it deep inside her mouth. “Maybe that one will help you out.” I looked up at her standing over me, then focused back on the computer and started stroking again. She clicked back and selected another image. While the girl was still sucking, the guy had reached around to touch her pussy, much as I had done to her.
She slid her left hand up my shirt and pulled it up above my stomach, wrapping arm around my chest. She clicked through a few more images. I looked up at her again and saw her eyes gazing at my dick in my hand. “Enjoying the show?” I asked.
“Definitely. You’re having such a good time, I don’t want to interfere too much.” I stroked a little faster, my eyes now locked on her face instead of the screen. I remembered the sight of my cum splattered across her cheeks and hair. “There’s one more page I left for you,” she said. It was a video. She hit play and let go of the mouse, wrapping her other arm around my chest as well, still looking over my shoulder.
In the video was a redhead. She had long hair and her skin looked nearly as pale and soft as Abby’s. She stripped off her clothes, leaving on only a pair of black stockings. After a few poses, she sat on a bed and spread her legs apart. She ran her fingers over her shaved pussy, playing with herself.
Abby reached her right hand down and ran her fingers along my thigh as I kept masturbating. She traced up until her finger just barely brushed my balls, then moved up and caressed the back of my hand as it moved. Beads of pre-cum began sliding down the tip of my dick. Abby took her finger and wiped it up, then brought it up to her lips. She closed her eyes and slowly and sensually licked it up. She put her fingertip in her mouth and sucked off what was left, moaning slightly to tease me.
I could hardly believe that it. For years I had known her as my shy little sister who always seemed uncomfortable. Around everyone else, she would hardly say two words. But now in this room with me another part of her entirely seemed to be awakening.
Still watching her face, I noticed her eyes were back on the computer. I looked at it and saw that now the guy had come in and was licking around the lips of her pussy. Abby’s hand reached back down to my thigh and quickly traced their way to my balls. We both watched the video, and with me stroking had high speed she took two fingers and lightly caressed around my balls. Her fingers rubbed a little circle around my sack, then traced around the outside, stopping underneath to tickle the a little more.
In the video, the guy had started flicking his tongue across her clit. Knowing I didn’t have long, I took my free hand and placed it on hers. I guided her thumb to the base of my dick near my stomach, and then pulled her fingers on the skin right underneath my balls. I squeezed her hand, causing her to tighten a grip in just the way I often did when I jerked off. I released her hand and she held me, squeezing firmly but not too tightly. I reached my free arm around behind me and grabbed onto her bare shoulder.
Barely even aware of the woman cumming on the movie, I came hard myself, splattering across my stomach. With each shot that spurted I felt myself pulsing under my balls against the firm squeeze of Abby’s fingers.
She kissed my neck, then ran her tongue along my ear. With her hand she cupped my balls and squeezed them slightly. “Looks like you’re totally spent. That’s ok, my turn can wait until tonight.” She kissed my neck. “Maybe there’s something on TV now. You should come with me, we can find a movie.” As she released my balls, she ran her fingers gently across them and then up the length of my shaft before turning away and leaving the room.
After dinner we sat in the living room and watched a movie with Mom. Half way through, Abby left to take a shower and get ready for bed. My aided masturbation took enough edge off that I managed to sit and watch the rest of the movie until Mom went to bed.
Entering my room, I found Abby standing in the closet facing away from me looking through her clothes. She was wrapped in her bath towel. Her red hair was still damp and hung along her back. She’d heard me come in but had remained where she was, only turning her head slightly to see me in the corner of my eye. When she was sure I’d seen her, a soft smile came on her face. She closed her eyes and tilted her turned head away from me, seeming to beckon me to her neck.
I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her bare shoulders. I leaned my head down and started placing kisses along her neck, working my way from near her shoulder to just behind her ear.
She tugged the towel open in the front and let it fall to the floor, leaving her naked next to me. She turned towards me slightly more, stretched towards me and kissed me. For a few moments we stood there, and I enjoyed her soft lips melting into mine. Then she turned and pushed me gently out of the closet.
I stood for a moment and just looked at her standing directly under the single light bulb of my closet, much as I had seen her naked for the first time days before, but without the same reservations. Her legs were long and slender. Though still young and skinny, her body was tantalizingly round in her soft face, firm tits and ass. Her skin was a pale, creamy white all over her body except for the freckles sprinkled across her cheeks, shoulders, and arms. The white skin naturally drew attention to the bright red color of her long hair and wispy pubes, which tapered neatly into the fuzz covering her barely visible pussy lips.
She gave me a moment to stare. “Excuse me,” she said, and then slid past me out of the closet. She got onto the bed at the foot, then slowly crawled on all fours up it, giving me a perfect view of her ass and pussy. Once at the head of the bed, she reached over to the computer desk and started pulling up another website. As she navigated the pages, clearly knowing where she wanted to go, she wiggled her butt playfully in the air. She started playing a video and turned over onto her back, her eyes never so much as glancing at me. Her hand went down between her legs and started to pet her own pussy. Her finger traced around her hole a few seconds as she stared at the computer, then began wiggling its way between her moist lips and finally slowly plunged deep into her pussy.
In the video, a girl sat back in a chair with her legs spread. A guy kneeled down in front of her and started to flick his tongue into her pussy. As his tongue touched her, Abby’s hips raised up slightly against her hand.
I got the hint, and didn’t need to be told twice. I climbed onto the bed and rested myself between her knees. As she continued staring at the computer and fingering herself I took my hand and began caressing the inside of her thigh, quickly making my way to the top. Much like she had lightly caressed my balls earlier while I masturbated, I lightly ran my finger along the outside of one lip, almost tickling.
I stretched up farther and began placing kisses along her thigh, retracing my fingers. When I reached about an inch from her pussy, I paused. Though I’d fingered her several times already, I’d never seen a real pussy this close before. Most of the girls I’d seen online had shaved pussies with stretched out parts that seemed to practically fall open. Between Abby’s legs was something quite different. Her flesh looked soft yet tight, lightly covered with the red fuzz that he’d come to adore. Instead of falling open, her lips seemed to be pulling themselves apart, revealing soft pink inside. I felt my breath warming the air between it and his mouth. The part that drove me the most wild was the sweet smell, unlike anything I’d imagined before.
Cautiously, I leaned in and lightly kissed her right lip. I paused just a second then kissed the left one, then again, more deeply. I ran my tongue through her fuzz against her flesh, again switching sides. After a few passes, my traced the inside of one lip, and then I finally and deeply delved into the middle.
The taste of her juices was even better than the smell. She moaned lightly, then released herself and moved both hands to my head, running her fingers into my hair and pressing me into her slowly thrusting hips. I slurped across her, more slowly than the guy in the video. After a minute, I turned my head a bit and started deeply kissing her pussy as I would her mouth, with my lips pressing against hers and my tongue delved as deeply into her pussy as I could get it.
She had clearly lost interest in the video. She pulled me by my hair and repositioned my mouth over the top of her pussy. “Lick my clit,” she moaned to me between deep breathes. I flicked my tongue across her and, finding its place, gently circled around it, occasionally flicking across. Her hips rose up more and her back arched to meet my mouth. I brought one hand up and grabbed her ass.
I brought up my other hand to her pussy as I kept licking around her clit and slid a finger inside her. I stroked against the texture of the inside of her vagina. Her breathing again quickened along with her gentle moans, and I closed my lips around her clit, sucking lightly. As I quickened my pace, I felt her ass clench in my grip and, pressing my head more with her hands, grinded against my mouth. I kept building the pace to a furious pitch, until finally she came. With each pulse, her back arched, her ass clenched hard and her pussy squeezed my finger tight. I kept sucking and stroking to meet each pulse and felt her juices flowing freely down my finger onto my hand.
She finally relaxed and slowly released my head. Holding my finger inside her a bit longer, I took my tongue and gently lapped her pussy around it, pulling in all of her sweetness I could.

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Verry Incestous Relations 3

Cindy’s twin teenage boys dedicate themselves to seducing their gorgeous mother, her breathtaking sister, and her luciously ripe bodied cousin, with randy results

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Her eyes were watching me

*Author’s Note: this is my first attempt at writing erotica and I decided to start it off slow to allow it to be built upon in later parts. I hope you you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it. Rikter*

True Story

My First Time… With a Girl

WARNING! This is a true story please keep that in mind when commenting.
My First Time… With A Girl
I was 17 when I first had sex with a girl. Not just any girl, one of my best friends in the world. I had known a few years before that I was bi sexual. Seeing both women and men and having them both turn me on was a confusing place to be. I was confused because I had heard of Bi curious girls and this was not the same. It insulted me to hear people call bisexuals indescisive. No I knew from the age of 15 that I liked girls too, however I never once told a soul.
It had just turned to the year 2008. My friend Cassie had graduated the year previously from the same high school as me but was back for the Christmas break to visit. Her father wasnt in the country and her and I had the apartment to ourselves. We had been drinking, heavily. I being a very light weight was much more drunk then her.
Cassie is african american with long black hair, 5″6, brown eyes. She has really small breasts perky breasts, an A cup. We were joking around making some phone calls. We were in the hallway when she pushed me against the wall. She looked me over biting her bottom lip.
“Can I feel them?” she asked speaking about my breasts. It had always been a joke amongst my friends, that my DD breasts were big. I laughed drunk.
” Sure.” I said giggling. She grabbed them and rubbed them squeezing too.
” My god they are so big, can you give me half.” We both laughed, she didnt move her hands. She leaned her face up to mine and kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I sobered up quite a bit then feeling nervous, my heart beating hard in my chest.
Cassie then whispered to me, come on. She reached down and grabbed my hand pulling me along with her. Toward the guest bedroom down the hall. My heart was beating hard. Although I knew I was turned on, this was my friend, one of my best friends. My mind was racing worrying about the morning after about everything. When we got into the room she went to kiss me again, her tongue tasted so good in my mouth and I sucked on it gently. She then took me and pushed me onto the bed, crawling up my body she straddled me. I was laughing and went to sit up, she pushed me back down.
” I think I need another drink.” She didnt let me go. ” Seriously if I’m going to do this I need more to drink cause I dont want to remember.” She let me go this time.
” Yeah you’re probably right.” She said
I walked to the living room to her fathers bar alone. Cassie was in the room, down the hall. I took several deep breaths and my head was going insane with what ifs and what next. Cassandra I knew was drunk, and so was I what to do….. I took a shot of whiskey. I had lost count of how many drinks I had had by then. And resolved to sit there on my own, not risk ruining our friendship. However…
Cassie entered the room laughing.
” What is taking you so long, come here.” Cassie grabbed me and kissed me then pulled me back to the room again. I laughed casually but was still nervous.
We were back in the room and I stood there laughing, another shot of some kind of alcohol in my hand, i took. I stood there giggling as she began to undress me. She pulled my shirt off, fast and threw it to the side. Then once again she pushed me onto the bed. I was flat on my back and she got up and straddled me again kissing me, slipping her tongue into my mouth and moaning, her long black hair brushing against my cheek.
She moved down and undressed me. Taking off my bra, slowly unfastening and pulling down my jeans and panties. She was still fully dressed and I was naked, her hands feeling me all over. I was moaning, my heart racing.
“I want to make you cum.” She said looking up at me from my mound, grinning almost evily.
I looked down at her and her smirk, she crawled up my body to suck once on my already hard nipple, then proceeded to move back down. Sticking out her tongue she took one long lick from the bottom of my pussy to the top. I moaned loudly and she was happy. She started licking faster, taking out her fingers and pinching my clit a little before moving her tongue on it and sucking it hard. She was ravenous and seemed determined in her mission to make me cum. She ate me out for a few minutes before she decided she wanted to do more. I gasped as she stretched a finger into my wet pussy. She licked my clit as she began to finger fuck me. I was in shock, enjoying it so badly yet feeling so dirty. My hands were gripping tightly on the bed sheets. I was moaning loudly, and was caught off guard when she shoved another two fingers into my very tight pussy. It hurt, but also felt good. I had only had sex once before so I tried to contain my screams as she fucked me with three fingers. Every once and a while she would say my name, and tell me how much she wanted me to cum. Her one hand in my pussy, the other grabbing my breasts and her tongue licking me furiously and sucking on my clit, I was panting and came hard.
Cassie licked up all of my juices and then crawled up my naked body. Looking down at me she said.
“My turn dont you think?” I nodded.
Sitting up I pulled her face into mine and kissed her. Tasting my own cum on her lips. I took off her shirt, she was braless and she took off her pants as we kissed. She laid down on the bed and I bent over her sucking on her nipples. Feeling her perky breast in on hand I sucked hard on the other. Feeling like a professional despite it was my first time doing any of this. I bit on her nipple gently, which she seemed to like as she asked me to do it again. I obeyed. I continued there for a while enjoying her small tits and grinding against her. She told me she wanted to cum and told me to lick her cunt. I obeyed again crawling down her body, My breasts rubbing against her on my way down. Getting there I was so curious, and afraid, not knowing if I would like the taste, or if I would do it right. But my heart was pounding and I wasnt going to stop now. She grabbed her own breasts pinching her nipples, as I slowly licked her clit. She began moaning loudly, saying my name repeatadly, which i LOVED. I began to lick her more and faster. Pausing only to suck on her clit, remembering her liking me biting I bit down on her clit gently and she went wild. She screamed *FUCK YES* and reached a hand down that played with my hair and would push me back in her lips if I paused to breathe. I wanted to fully recipricate and knowing she had had sex several times before I shoved to fingers in her pussy fucking her slowly with my hand. It didnt take long of stroking her, finding her G-spot that she was cumming all over my hand. I reached up with my hand feeling victorious and liberated. I held the cum stained hand up to her, and she slowly licked each finger. I Lay myself against her…. feeling amazing.
” If I were a lesbian you would so be my girlfriend.” she said to me. I deflated then knowing that this would happen… bi curious… oh well.
…… where are you going? The story isnt over yet! Oh no this is where the night goes fucking insane!
No sooner then she said that but her phone rang. It was Amir, a guy that she had been fucking all week and we had been drunk calling, joking about if he wanted to come over, or if he wanted to fuck me. She answered the phone.
” Hello… You’re on your way?… me and —– have been bad….. mhm we are so drunk…. come here and find out….. you want to fuck —–?…. Alright see you soon.” She hung up the phone. And the nerves had come back as I sobered up a little more.
I stayed light hearted and laughed, trying to hide my stress from her as I got dressed. She asked me why bother getting dressed. I lied and told her the best part was having someone take it off. She laughed and agreed putting her clothes back on too. We waited in the living room making out on and off between drinks she kept pouring me. I knew at that moment she was completely using me… Then the doorbell rang.
Amir entered completely sober, although a little high from smoking pot which stained his clothes with a smell I didnt particularily enjoy. Amir was the same height as Cassie and was a little muscular. He came into the living room where I was on the couch. Cassie immediately starts kissing him, he seems embarressed by the fact I am there. I am re drunk now and we both spill the beans to him that we had sex together before he came (no pun intended). He laughed and made a joke about being drunk. He sat at the other end from me of a long U-shaped couch. Cassie came and sat next to me. I was feeling a bit shy and nervous but Cassie was horny as hell and it was written on her face. She pulled my face to hers and started making out with me. Although we had an audience I could help but kiss her back. We made out for a while before I noticed from my peripherals Amir was rubbing himself from outside his jeans.
Cassie broke the kiss and went to the bar to get herself even MORE alcohol. I sat there across from Amir my eyes darting from his back to my lap. Cassie called out from the bar “Isnt —– hot Amir?”. My mouth dropped open at her statement knowing that my best friend had been replaced tonight by a horny 19 year old girl. ” She is indeed.” He said, and then he stood up and walked next to me sitting down. My immediate thought is this was not what I bargained for. Cassie was at the bar, I wasnt looking at him. He brushed my hair away from my neck and kissed my neck. I shivered a little. He then turned my head so that I was facing him and kissed me on the lips. I was somehow unable to say no, he started making out with me his tongue in my mouth as his hand reached up and fondled my breasts, grabbing hard. “You have huge breasts he said” all I could say was “I know”.
Not making out like that for too long Cassie plunked back down on the couch next me. She pulled my face to hers and started makng out with me. Amir still fondling my breasts. Cassie kissing me felt way more comfortable was nicer. I wasnt nervous or scared when she was kissing me. I didnt notice when Amir had gotten up standing in front of us when I opened my eyes there was his erect cock. Thats when I got even more nervous, still hiding it from them of course. Cassie laughed “Oh look a cock she said.” Then she went to him and starting sucking him off. I sat back on the couch and watched but it was less then a minute before he said ” I want you to suck it” I looked up at him. Then I looked at Cassie who said “awww shes shy, common —— suck it.” She then took my hand putting on his dick, I was looking away. “Here.” he said and pulling my face forward he ran his cock across my lips. Reluctantly I opened my mouth and took him in, sucking only a little moving up and down him. He was reaching down grabbing my breasts pinching my nipples hard while Cassie was kissing my neck.
I pulled off him and sat on the other side of the couch, not liking where this was headed. Cassie said ” It’s okay you can watch.” Amir seemed disappointed that I wasnt going to part take, but went back to Cassandra as she started to blow him. I watched a little but mostly looked away. It wasnt long before I left, maybe five minutes. They were too busy to notice.
I was very drunk and finding it hard to walk when I went to the street to hail a taxi at 3:00 am. Glad I had managed to escape the situation. I made it home eventually after walking halfway a taxi picked me up. Opening the door to my apartment I was quiet as to not wake my parents. I collapsed on a heap in my own bed and didnt wake up until the evening.
That’s the story folks, the story of the best/worst night of my life. Although I have spoken to Cassie, I never saw her again after that night. She jokes about the night and about how drunk we were. Its not a joke to me. It was the first time I had sex with a woman, great sex that I loved with a person I love.

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Fine line part 1

People say that the line between fantasy and reality is a fine one that can easily get blurred off. Well, they were right!

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Not exactly Cinderella

Something happened at the Ball. But unlike Cinderella it wasn’t a slipper they were looking for next morning. It was a cock.Something happened at the Ball. But it wasn’t a slipper they were looking for next morning. It was a cock.

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Another Addicted Story ch. 13-24

Eddie Spedman thought he was living the American Dream; owned his own business and married to his highschool sweetheart with two wonderful kids. Until a freak event made him realize that he was living the American Nightmare. However that freak event also gave him something he didn’t believe in; Sex Slaves