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My senior year at high school would see me turn eighteen years old. As a youth I spent my time developing. I developed my body, my interests, my goals, my likes and my dislikes. Others around me helped to shape my ideas and thoughts but I knew that I was independent. My journey in life would be one of the pursuits of a hedonistic lifestyle, balanced with health and emotion.

Following the celebration and pageantry of my eighteenth birthday I set out on this journey. My mentor had been my mother’s hairdresser Gloria. Gloria was a beautiful single 32 year old woman that I met when she was 24 and starting out in business. On Saturday mornings Gloria would pay me to do odd jobs around her house and clean the yard. She would frolic with her clients throughout the day preparing for whatever social gathering was planned for that night. Sunday’s as I cleaned the pool I would hear the stories from the parties the night before. Sometimes when the event was at Gloria’s I would see the remnants of the night before.

Today I awoke to Gloria and my mother having coffee at the kitchen table. The way Gloria talked with such a sexy throaty voice stirred my loins. Waking up with a stiff morning hard on listening to her made me reach below the covers. The initial sense of satisfaction I felt from stroking my cock was heightened by their conversation. As I slowly rubbed my throbbing dick I was entranced to hear Gloria talking about me. She was asking my mother if I was still a virgin. My mother responded with bewilderment. Gloria pressed on citing examples of my dad’s hijinks at the Cole’s pool parties. From what I could tell my dad showed off his endowment at these parties. It was something that I was shy about in the change rooms and around the pool. I stroked my cock and came in a sock then jumping up to prepare for a shower and lunch.

As I came into the kitchen the room was silent. Had the cat caught the mice at play I thought. I went to the cupboard to make a sandwich. I was dressed normally with a jock strap that cupped my balls and held my cock tight to my body over which I wore spandex tights and cotton work out shorts. The ladies started to jabber away at me. I indulged their mid age prodding but I couldn’t help notice Gloria checking out my shirtless chest. At 18 I had filled out at 6’3″ and 190 lbs. keeping in shape playing very competitive hockey, baseball in the summer, and always in the weight room. We had a good laugh.

Gloria persisted in asking me if I had gotten lucky for my birthday. Blushing I told her that I was more focused on the party and doing well in school but I did have lots of kisses from the girls. As I readied to meet up with my friend Jim; Gloria enquired if I was available to help her late in the day. She had some client bookings through the afternoon and would need me by 5:00 PM. As she talked with me her intent gaze and seductive mannerisms caused me to blush and look away. Gloria was a regular jack off image for me. She was 5’8″ and about 130 lbs. She had firm breasts and a pert little ass.

After my fun physical day I made my way to Gloria’s. I made fast work with the few things that she needed done. She was always so appreciative giving me hugs I thought of her like an aunt. She told me that Norma would be along soon for a waxing treatment soon but I could go for a swim in her pool. I politely declined as I had on only work out clothes. She indicated that would be no problem that in the pool house was as selection of trunks and the blue pair was my dad’s. I loved the fact that she let me swim in her pool. In the summer it was so refreshing. She would often lounge around or take a swim herself. Once when Jim and I were both in swimming she güvenilir bahis siteleri asked me to cover her back in lotion. Jim thought that was so cool.

Off to the pool hut I went to find a pair of swim trunks. I slipped into the blue pair that my father used. They were the Speedo kind and the length of my dong was clearly visible. As I put them back I heard Gloria checking that I was ready. I was startled so I jumped into a big pair of swim shorts as she walked in. I think she caught a glimpse of my bare ass as she walked in. A little embarrassed I asked her what she wanted. She said that since I was swimming she would launder my clothes so when I left I would smell fresh. As startled that I was; I handed over my clothes. She bounced into the house as I jumped off the diving board.

After a few dives I felt like playing a little game. I would start at one end and swim underwater as far as I could. After I tired of this I started to swim laps. This felt so great but it was getting on in the evening and I should catch up with the guys. We were going to go cruising tonight.

I got out of the pool and went to shower and change. In the pool house was a nice fluffy towel to dry off but Gloria forgot to return my clothes. I thought it best to cover up with the towel and go inside. As I made my way inside I was startled to see Norma naked on the treatment table with Gloria between her legs. I didn’t even see Norma come in Norma is a trophy wife to Leo my dad’s best friend. Norma is well made up, wears lots of diamonds and is always got her hair done and wearing nice clothes. Norma had large brown nipple that sat firm on chest. She is over 40 and still in great shape. They must not have heard me come in but as I approached Gloria tore a sheet from between Norma’s legs. My God Norma must be getting her pussy waxed. I had heard about women shaving but I couldn’t imagine that. I retreated out the back door to the pool house. I sprinkled a little water on my hair to make it look wet again and noisily made my way to the house.

As I came bounding up the stairs Gloria passed going to the laundry room. Gloria stopped me and said I should jump in the barbers chair for a quick trim. I did as was told and got up for the trim. I like to keep my hair neat and knowing Gloria sure helped that. Gloria returned with my folded clothes and placed them on the counter. Having Gloria cut my hair was sheer ecstasy. She ran her hands trough my hair as her hard firm mounds pressed against my back I had to keep my hands out of my lap for fear of arousing my cock. As my arm sat on the armrest it seemed that Gloria would slide the v of her cleft into my elbow. The whole time she would talk to me about my plans for the night, my future, what girls did I like typical hairdresser chat but it teased me like hell. Then she asked me why I wear all these clothes she had laundered. I explained that an athlete needs support and can perspire excessively and it was also for comfort. She told me that lots of her boyfriends played sports but it was only me and my dad that dressed like that. I knew where this was headed.

Gloria finished up and offered to show me the latest in treatments that she had been training for. As we were about to go into the treatment room I asked about Norma. Gloria replied back to me that she had left following her treatment. She also enquired how I knew Norma was here as Norma had entered when I was underwater and didn’t greet her arrival. I think I may have gotten caught but I mumbled a poor excuse. Up onto the table I got under the sheet. Gloria explained that she was going to perform a sweedish style massage. She turned on some background music and lit incense.

Gloria canlı bahis siteleri began by lowering the sheet to my waist and working my back. She talked more about sex and my virginity. She mentioned that since I helped her she could help me learn how to pick up girls. My back felt great as she moved the sheet to expose my leg. Working up my leg she caressed my inner thigh. I knew she could see my hairy ball sack. Her talk subsided as she rubbed my other leg and prepared to do the front. My cock was hard from the stimulation she was providing I worried how I was going to turnover

Gloria held up the sheet and gave me the privacy to turnover. What a relief but the massive bulge would be evident through the thin white sheet. My cock when hard reaches at least past my belly button. Gloria worked my legs all the way up to the ball sack. Caressing my inner thigh Gloria enquired why I didn’t shave the hair on my genitals. I jokingly told that I was not so good with a razor. She said nonsense that is why an esthetician is trained. Gloria then went to work on my chest; the playground as I told my girlfriends. Gloria then asked me whether I or my girlfriends had oral sex or masturbated. I told her that I love to masturbate but I would never tell my girlfriends As Gloria went along she noted that my nipples were very sensitive like a women’s. I told her that is why it is called the playground. As Gloria worked down my abs and delts I knew the top of my penis was visible. Abruptly Gloria questioned me “If she should just finish me off. I agreed this would prevent me any further embarrassment.

At this point Gloria went to the sink. She was preparing some treatment. She came back and took each ankle and moved it out to a Velcro strap on the edge of the treatment table. With my hands at my side she then strapped them to the table. Gloria told me this would facilitate her treatment to fish me off and the she removed the sheet to expose my rock hard cock.

She was impressed. She commented on how big it was. I told her it was at least a couple handfuls. She said she just had to measure it. No sooner does she have a measuring tape like a tailor than she runs it up my shaft from the pubic bone to the tip and wraps it around the middle. She blurts out ten and one eighth and seven and a quarter. Over 70 square inches of cock. She rgained her composure and lathered up my cock she deftly shaved my cock and balls. Following this she used a witch hazel astringent to prevent razor burn. Gloria asked me if I wanted to come.

I agreed wholeheartedly. Gloria examined my cock running her fingernails along the veins and the underside of the head. My cock was leaking profusely. Her hands felt great on my smooth balls. She would lift one and roll it around and switch to the next while stroking her petit hand slowly up and down the length. Alternating to tweak my nipples she had me turned right on. I couldn’t move. I tried bucking my hips but she would release my cock and I whimpered in agony.

Gloria urged me on asking me if I was going to come. I told her I would but I needed her help. She asked me what kind of help. I told her I need her to wrap her lips around my cock and stroke it hard. She told me that there was no ay she would get that in her mouth. I begged her. She said she would try to lick it. She then pushed me further by licking it like a Popsicle. Her warm tongue and soft lips felt good but I needed more. She asked me if maybe I needed my cock milked. I knew this worked with cows and I hoped it worked with me. Gloria explained that I would have to promise to be a good boy and she would milk me.

Gloria explained that I would need to get on all fours to get milked. bahis firmaları She was going to release my restraints and allow me to get on all fours. She told me the rules of my release and that I would be punished if I did not follow the rules. As she released me from the restraints I was able to sit up and admire my newly shaven genitals. As I turned over I lightly played with my balls and stroked my long hard cock vigorously. Oh that felt good. Gloria strapped my arms and legs in place it was strange having my ass up in the air and open. But I was looking for to being masturbated in a new position. Gloria stood in front of me and explained that twice while turning over I had broken two rules and needed to be punished.

Gloria now behind me explained that I would be punished and additional rules added. I was to be spanked 5 times for each offence. If my spankings exceeded twenty then the discipline would be raised to a new level. After each spanking I was to count the spank and thank my mistress. I was only to refer to Gloria as princess. So it looked like I was going to receive 10 spanks from Gloria ah er Princess. How bad could that be it was not like it was my dad. The first spank hit me wow I didn’t know she used a paddle. I had forgotten to count and thank her 5 more. I got through the first five okay. The second five were okay. But we were forgetting about the milking. I asked Gloria to stroke me. Opps I forgot to address her properly.

The next level of discipline. I felt her apply some lube to my asshole. As she rubbed it felt very good. Periodically she slipped a finger into my rectum it took my breath away. Before she returned to finish my spanking she rolled a rubber o-ring down my cock. It was tight as she stroked my cock. My cock was rock hard again. Princess resumed the spankings and I remembered to thank her and call her princess. Gloria then said I was ready to be milked. She slid both of her hands up and down my rod piston like but the o-ring on my cock was tight. The veins of my 10″ cock bulged and throbbed. I could feel the come filling my shaft. She stopped

Ahhh! I pleaded relentlessly. Gloria then probed my asshole it felt good. She explained that she was going to stimulate my prostate. As she hit the spot cum shot out of my cock head. Gloria resumed stroking me and stimulating my prostate as more shots of come shot from my cock head. Gloria drained me completely and I was exhausted. She let me off the treatment table. I thanked her for a wild experience and she said I think it has only begun. She told me she would like to teach me some things that would help me in life. She also said that if I learned to use my cock properly that I would live a very happy and fulfilling life. She suggested that I shower and told me I would get a treat.

I went off to the shower to clean up. As I reflected on my experience I truly felt my life was changing. Shockingly Gloria stepped into the shower completely nude. This is the first time I had seen her naked and been with another women. A smile as wide as the Grand Canyon covered my face as I reached down to warmly embrace. Gloria. My 6’3″ 230 lb frame enveloped her petit 120 lbs. I scooped her under the buttocks and pulled her firm breasts into my chest hugging a sharing a passionate kiss. Shy Troy was being released and I could feel it but Gloria seemed to have the power to rein it in and make me a little boy again.

After we sat and talked in the afterglow we agreed that this project was for only us together. She would not be my girlfriend or me her boyfriend but the emotional attachment would grow. We agreed that I needed work and she needed the help so Saturday was for us. You will hear of her influence in my life as I have grown and lived the full life. Experiences that happened in my life were shaped from this very day. Gloria taught me how to control my power and please women so that I could explore my hedonistic lifestyle. What a journey it is.

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“Come on, get in the car, it’s starting to snow.” Says Katie.

Alice had been doing a team building exercise with her work colleagues when the weather turned bad. Katie had offered to take her home.

Alice remembers when they first met. It was her first day and when she got introduced to Katie, they both stopped and stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity but must of only been a second or two. The look Katie had given her was similar to the looks guys often gave her when they walked past.

For the rest of that day, as well as all the others Alice had worked there, Katie would keep glancing at her when she thought Alice wasn’t looking. When she was caught, she would quickly look away and pretend she was busy doing something.

Recently, she had taken to staying behind after her shift and helping Alice tidy everything away. She would often brush hands or stand a little closer to her than was necessary.

At first, Alice just thought she was like that with everyone. But she’d soon realise that she was an exception.

Alice just found it cute at first, but lately she found herself starring at her without even realising it. Whenever Katie caught her eye, it would send a jolt of excitement through her body.

Every time she brushed fingers while clearing up with her, she would feel a tingle in her spine. She wondered if Katie felt that too, or if she was just being silly.

They would often sit together and talk. It was be all casual but then one of them would catch the others eye and they would suddenly forget what they were talking about. Alice wanted to ask if Katie felt the same way as her, but she’d always been shy. Besides, she didn’t want to look stupid if it was all in her head. Perhaps she was looking for something that wasn’t there. Sometimes it would keep her up at night. Alice didn’t even know what it was that she wanted.

Katie was cute, sure. And she had the most gorgeous smile. Alice loved it when she laughed. And the smell of her long, auburn hair… But did she really want to be something more than friends?

Sometimes she would imagine what it would feel like to kiss those lips of hers. The thought would always make Alice uncomfortable but something deep down told her that she wanted it.

She would think up scenarios where she would be able to put her arms around her and hold her tight. Perhaps she had a stressful day at work or was sad and needed comforting.

Today Katie had hugged her. It was only brief and was over much too soon but it made Alice feel so good. She had just completed a treetop adventure course and the final stage was a huge zip-line. After she had got off, the other girls were congratulating her and Katie threw her arms around her. She didn’t do that with the others. She might feel the same way after all.

After that though, the weather had changed. A storm was coming. The wind picked up and it got colder. They were a few thousand feet above sea level and the weather often took a turn for the worse. They would have to drive back through a valley. Most the girls had come in a bus, but Katie did’t live far and brought her car. She asked Alice to come back with her because she didn’t want to drive alone in a storm. Alice had immediately accepted. Any chance to be closer to her for a while.

She gets in next to Katie and closes the door. The snow had really started to come down now.

“Nice weather, huh?” Says Katie, starting the car. “Let’s hope we get home before it gets too deep.”

The visibility drops as they enter the valley. Before long, all they can see is white.

“I’m going to have to stop.” Says Katie. “I can’t see anything.” She pulls over onto the side of the road. The snow has covered the ground now and is piling higher.

“We’ll have to hope it stops soon. Otherwise it’s going to be a long night. At least I’ve got company.” Katie gives her a glance and smiles.

Alice gives her a shy smile in return.

“You’ve got something in your hair.” Katie says, leaning forward. She runs her hand slowly through Alice’s hair.

Alice realises she’s holding her breath. Katie’s so close…

“That’s better.” Says Katie. She seems to stare at her for ages. Alice can’t look away. Her bright blue eyes had her in a trance.

Suddenly Katie blinks and the moment is gone. She starts to talk about the day’s events.

They must’ve been talking for half an hour, laughing at each other’s jokes and gossiping about their coworkers. All the while the snow piles up. Then all of a sudden, everything goes quiet. Alice tries to say something to break the silence but when she catches Katie’s eye, she goes all shy.

Katie unexpectedly raises her hand güvenilir bahis and touches Alice’s cheek. “Are you cold? I’ve got a blanket in the back.” She asks.

Alice shakes her head. Katie takes her hand in one of her own.

“You’re shacking.” Says Katie. “You sure you don’t want a blanket? Perhaps you want something else?”

To Alice’s complete surprise, Katie leans forward and kisses her full on the lips. It wasn’t even a quick kiss, but a full on passionate snog. Alice is so shocked that she doesn’t know how to react. It’s over as soon as it began. Katie returns to her seat, looking flushed. She’s obviously embarrassed and won’t look Alice in the eye.

The kiss had awoken something inside of her though. Alice suddenly regrets not kissing her back.

I’m so stupid. She thinks. If I just had the courage to return the kiss, then we would be in each other’s arms right now and not sitting awkwardly next to each other. And then what? What would’ve happened next? Now she may never know.

Katie finally breaks the silence. “I can’t believe I did that. I’m so sorry, that was out of order.”

It’s now or never. Alice thinks. If I don’t act now then I’ll loose her forever. Alice quickly takes Katie’s hand before she looses her courage. Katie suddenly looks her right in the eye. It looks like she’s about to kiss her again when she breaks eye contact and pulls her hand away. “It’s okay, Alice. You don’t have to do this for me, I’ll be fine. Forget it happened.”

Do something. Alice tells herself. Now! With a burst of sudden courage that wasn’t like her at all, she leans in and kisses Katie on the lips. Her bravery doesn’t last long though, and she quickly sits back down before Katie can react. Alice feels her face turning red.

She messed it up. It had been a messy, horrible kiss. Now Alice wishes she hadn’t tried at all. She must look so stupid.

When she glances up, Katie is looking at her. Alice can’t think of anything to say. She wished her seat would just swallow her up.

“That was sweet.” Says Katie. “But you aren’t just doing this to make me feel better are you?”

Alice slowly shakes her head.

“Do you want me to kiss you again?” Katie asks with a whisper.

Alice’s heart seems to stop. Yes! She thinks. She still wants me! She manages a small nod. Her hands are shaking. She’s never been so nervous and excited at the same time.

Katie leans forward slowly and Alice feels her heart racing in anticipation. This time she’s ready, and returns the kiss. They start off slow and unsure but after a minute or so, Katie becomes more insistent. She puts her arms around Alice and starts kissing harder.

Alice tries to kiss with the same enthusiasm but can’t keep up. She hasn’t had much practice at this and has never kissed a girl in her life.

Suddenly Katie is on top of her. Alice can barely get a breath in. She feels Katie’s tongue force it’s way into her mouth and her nails are digging into her back.

Alice can’t hold back a gasps.

Katie climbs off her, panting. “Sorry, was that too much? I forget this is your first time. This is your first time isn’t it?” Katie asks.

Alice nods.

“Want me to go a bit more easy on you?”

Alice has never felt like this before. She desperately wants to be kissed again. Hard. She shakes her head. “It’s okay.” She says. “I liked it.” She adds, shyly.

“Okay then. Please say if I’m too rough or you want to stop.” Katie is suddenly on her lap again. She makes eye contact momentarily before kissing her hard once more.

All this kissing was making Alice braver. She slips her tongue into Katie’s mouth. She tasted sweeter than anything Alice had ever tasted before. She runs her fingers through Katie’s long, silky hair.

Katie pushes her into the back of her chair, growing more desperate with every minute. Alice wonders where this was going to go. Would Katie be content with just kissing or does she desire something more?

Alice imagines Katie ripping off her clothes and making her naked. Her hands on her body…

She realises she wants it more than anything in the world. When did she become so horny? Alice notices that she’s becoming wet between her legs. Was Katie thinking the same thing?

A few minutes later, she finds out. Katie breaks off from her kissing long enough to pull Alice’s shirt off. She holds her body for a moment before going back in for another kiss.

The thought of Katie touching her bare skin made her nervous, but there was no way she could stop now. They were taking this all the way.

Alice grabs Katie’s shirt and pulls it off, not wanting to be the only one with no clothes on.

Katie gets up canlı bahis and starts undoing her jeans, struggling to get them off in the confined space.

She was wet too! Alice notices. She wanted to touch Katie’s wetness, but didn’t want to be the one to make the first move.

Katie kisses her again. This time with less skill and more passion. She slowly slides her hand down Alice’s body and into her jeans. Alice let’s out a little gasp as Katie puts a finger inside of her.

No ones ever done that to her before.

“Are you sure you want this?” Katie asks.

“Yes!” Alice replies, but it comes out as more of a moan.

“Okay, lets get these off then.” Katie starts tugging at her jeans.

“Want to do this in the back where there’s more room?” Katie asks. “I’ll get you off first as it’s your first time. Then you do me. Just copy what I do.”

Alice still couldn’t believe this was happening. She had been right all along. Katie had wanted her from day one. She never imagined this would happen. It was so unexpected as well.

Katie climbs into the backseat and waits for her. Alice follows and is rewarded with another wet kiss. Then Katie gently pushes her back and lays on top of her. She puts a few fingers inside of her and kisses her once more.

It feels so good that Alice has difficulty kissing back. She keeps moaning into Katie’s mouth. She didn’t realise she’d be so rough. Alice thought she would be gentle and innocent. You would never had expected this from her pretty face.

Alice starts gasping for air. She was about to climax. Katie’s lips were still pressed firmly against hers. Every time she took a breath, she would leave a string of saliva.

Alice cries out loudly as a powerful orgasm hits her. The moan is soon muffled by Katie’s insistent lips.

When’s she’s done, Katie stops kissing and whispers in her ear. “Enjoy that? Now do me. Quickly, I’ve been waiting so long for this moment.”

Alice stares at her, wondering where to begin. Katie lies back, waiting.

“Just do the same thing I did to you.”

Alice nervously moves closer. Katie grabs her hands and pulls her down. When they’re an inch away Katie whispers. “Now kiss me. Hard.”

Alice has a taste for her now and immediately begins snogging her as if her life depended on it.

“Now finger me.” Says Katie through Alice’s lips.

Alice runs her hand down Katie’s body until she finds her wetness. Katie inhales sharply as Alice touches her clit.

Alice slips in two fingers and starts to rub her gently.

“No, harder. Do it like you mean it.” Katie moans.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Alice replies.

“You won’t. I’ll tell you if you do. Now don’t be shy.”

Alice slips in another finger and gets a bit rougher. She must be doing something right because it makes Katie moan softly.

Alice breaks off from the kiss and fingers her faster. Katie starts gasping. “Kiss me again.” She says between moans.

Alice is all too happy to oblige.

It doesn’t take much longer until Katie starts moaning loudly and digging her nails into Alice’s shoulders. She finishes with a deep sigh and a wet kiss.

They lay next to each other for a while before Katie gets up and grabs a bottle of water.

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long, but didn’t know if you wanted it too.” Katie says, taking a sip. She passes it to Alice.

“Did you know I liked you?” She asks.

Alice is so thirsty that she drinks half the bottle.

“No, I had hoped but I didn’t know for sure. I didn’t even realise I was interested in you until recently.” Alice was so happy that Katie felt the same way.

“I was worried that you wouldn’t be interested. One of your friends told me you once had a boyfriend. Did you like girls before me?” Katie asks.

“No. I didn’t even know if I liked you in that way. I mean, I was curious as to what it would be like but never thought it would happen.”

“Now you know. So tell me, are you interested in girls now, or would you rather stick to boys?” Katie asks.

“I don’t know. I like you though. You’re different.”

“Am I? How so?” Katie asks with a smile.

“I’m not sure. I’m not attracted to any of the other girls at all. But you always make me nervous and excited when you’re around.” Alice realises that she’s blushing.

“Look, you’re all embarrassed now. Let’s play a game.” Says Katie with a grin. “A kissing game. I love kissing, don’t you? It’s so warm and wet. Let’s see how long we can kiss for without having a break.”

“Okay.” Says Alice. Feeling excited again.

“Come on then, kiss me.” Katie sits opposite her, completely naked and waiting.

Alice bahis siteleri feels a little nervous. She slowly leans forward. Katie doesn’t move and makes Alice wait for her. Alice goes to kiss her but her lips barely touch when Katie moves back a little. She tries again but Katie’s too fast.

“Come on, what’re you waiting for?” Katie teases.

Suddenly Alice lunches at her and pins her down, surprising her and herself. She stares at Katie, her mouth almost touching hers. Her hair covers Katie’s head. Katie just stares back, waiting expectantly.

Alice finally dives in and begins passionately kissing Katie full on the lips. She holds her cheeks with her hands, not letting Katie move away.

Katie half-heartedly pushes her back but Alice won’t let her go now. She lies on Katie’s chest and keeps kissing hard.

Katie rolls and suddenly Alice is the one pinned down. Katie breaks off.

“Not so fast. We won’t last long like that. Like this.” Katie kisses her softly and breaks off again. “If we’re too lusty, we’ll just want to fuck again. Oh, we will do it again, but let’s give it a while.” Katie leans in and gives Alice the softest, most gentle kiss she’s ever had.

Alice kisses back just as softly. It hard to keep herself from grabbing her and snogging her brains out. Alice had never felt so attracted to someone in her life. She never wanted this moment to stop.

After what must’ve been half an hour, she suddenly feels Katie slip a finger inside her. Alice gasps a little and pulls her closer, kissing her hard.

“No, keep it slow.” Katie manages to say before Alice is on her again. She slows down a little but it’s hard to contain herself when Katie was playing with her clit.

Katie had started off slow and gentle, teasing her. Now she was getting more insistent. Alice moans softly. Katie knew exactly what she was going.

“Harder!” Alice moans.

“I’m not done with you yet. Let’s see if you like this.” Katie turns around and Alice suddenly feels something warm and wet come inside her. Katie’s tongue! Alice closes her eyes and moans in pleasure. This was even better than last time.

She feels an orgasm coming much too soon. She doesn’t want it too stop. Her whole body shakes and she cries out loudly.

Katie immediately starts kissing her again after. Alice can taste herself on her lips. She begins humping her too. Gently at first but soon becomes more vigorous. Katie grinds herself against Alice’s leg. Alice can feel how wet she’s getting.

Katie’s in so most pleasure that she can’t concentrate on kissing. She just gasps for air. Alice kisses her neck instead.

Katie lasts longer than she did, but when she climaxes, it’s just as strong. Alice has to hold her so she doesn’t fall.

After she’s recovered, Katie looks at Alice sheepishly.

“Sorry, that wasn’t the most dignified way to get myself off was it? I just couldn’t help myself.”

“I actually found it pretty hot.” Alice replies. “Oh look, the snow’s stopped”

The wind wasn’t as strong either, the storm had passed.

“I guess we’d better get going before it starts snowing again. Want to come back to my place?” Katie asks.

“For the night?”

“Only if you want to.”

“Of course I do.” Alice replies happily.

“It’s been years since I’ve had a girl in my bed. None were as pretty as you though. Come on, get your clothes back on before you freeze to death.”

As they slowly drive back home, Alice still finds it hard to believe what had happened. When they arrive at Katie’s house, Alice asks what happens next.

“What would you like to happen next? We can just have a hot chocolate and forget what happened if you’d prefer. Or you could become my girlfriend. Perhaps something in between. It’s up to you.” Says Katie.

“I could be your girlfriend?”

“If you like.”

“Yes!”

“I was hoping you’d say that.” Says Katie, giving Alice a kiss

“Could I have that hot chocolate as well?” Alice says with a grin.

“Of course. Come on, a hot chocolate is just what we need. I’ve got marshmallows as well. And cream.”

The hot chocolate tested sweet. Thought Alice. But not so sweet as Katie’s lips. She hoped it would snow again so she could stay another day.

Unfortunately the weather stayed clear and they had to go to work. But work wasn’t so bad. Not when she was working with her new girlfriend. Katie invited her over again. They kept exchanging glances all day.

Some of their coworkers noticed. “You two seem in a good mood today. What did you get up to after we left you yesterday?”

Katie and Alice both blushed then and their coworker gave them a knowing grin. “I always thought you two were sweet together.” She gave them a wink and left them to it.

Alice couldn’t wait till their shift ended. What would they get up to tonight? There wouldn’t be much time for sleep, that’s for sure.

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My father had asked me to drop some stuff of at a friend’s place. (My father’s friend, not mine.)

“There’ll be no-one home,” he told me. “Mike’s taken his family camping for the weekend. Just dump the gear in the garage and lock it after you. Mike said he’s left the side door unlocked.”

It was a fine sunny afternoon. I drove around and parked in the driveway and grabbed the gear I was to leave behind. Music was playing in the background but I ignored it, assuming it was coming from a neighbour’s place. I learned my mistake when I reached the backyard.

There was a radio blaring away in the middle of the yard. Right next to the radio were a couple of bikini clad forms, lying on their tummies, enjoying the sunshine. It was easy to guess that one of the young ladies was Annette, Mike’s daughter. That mean the other was probably Kay, Annette’s best friend.

I’d always considered the two girls an odd couple. Not as a couple, as they were both very much alike, but odd in the fact that they both seemed excessively shy and modest. Ridiculously modest in my opinion as they both had excellent figures, but it takes all types. I assumed that Annette had decided that at eighteen she was quite old enough to stay home by herself rather than go camping. I don’t blame her. Given a choice of staying home or going out and offering myself as a virginal sacrifice to mosquitos, I’d stay home, too.

(Ah, I think I should clear up one point here. By virginal sacrifice I was referring to Annette, not myself. Just setting the record straight.)

Like I said, the girls were very similar. They were both unfashionably tall (though considerably shorter than me), both blonde, both at eighteen, younger than me by a year. Even their birthdays were on the same date, a fact that probably helped seal their friendship.

Right now they were both oblivious to my presence in the yard. I shrugged, opened the garage, and took in the stuff I was leaving. Coming out I automatically locked the door behind me and was ready to depart, still completely unnoticed by two daydreaming dollies.

I tossed a last look at them and turned to leave, them never knowing I’d been and gone, and then I stopped as something kicked itself to the forefront of my mind. I turned and looked again.

Yes, both girls were stretched out in bikinis, enjoying the sun. However, while no bikini meant no tan lines, neither girl was that daring. Undoing your top, on the other hand, meant that you had no tan lines on your back and if, heaven forbid, someone came along you could do up the top before you revealed anything. Assuming that you had the top on hand, that is.

I walked over to where the girls lay, crouching down between them.

“Hi, girls,” I said quite loudly.

There were two startled shrieks and two heads lifted up sharply from where they were pressed against the ground. This lessened the pressure of their chests against the ground, meaning that when I took hold of two bikini bras and stood up the bras slipped out from under the girls quite easily.

Hands were frantically crushed against the sides of their breasts, with two young ladies desperate that I not get a forbidden look.

“Francis,” Annette said in a near scream. “What the hell are you playing at? Give us back our tops.”

“Oh, come on, Ann, call me Frank. You know I hate the name Francis. It reminds me too much of Francis the talking mule.”

“It fits you,” snapped Kay. “You’re a jackass and probably impotent, Francis. Give us our tops.”

“You want your tops? Nothing simpler. Just roll over, sit up, and ask me nicely, and they’re yours.”

“They’re already ours. Just put them down and go away.”

“I don’t think so. I have you at a disadvantage and it would be a shame to casually give it up. Come on, time to flash those boobies.”

“Not in this lifetime,” was Ann’s reply. “We can just lie here and wait. You’ll have to go away sooner or later.”

“Um, later, actually, as my time is my own for the rest of the day. But if you don’t roll over and sit up there will be penalties.”

“Really? What sort of penalties?”

“That’s a secret. You’ll find out when it’s time for a penalty to be administered.”

“You’re bluffing. There’s nothing you can do.”

“You think?”

“We know.”

Confident little things for a couple of shy girls who’d been caught topless, weren’t they?

“OK. Penalty one.”

I knelt down between the girls, smiling at then as they turned their heads to glare at me. I winked at Kay.

“Are you going to roll over and sit up?”

The only answer I received was an evil eye so I shrugged. I also reached over, took hold of her bikini pants and drew them down off her bottom. She squealed, started to kick her legs, realised what she’d be showing if she did and went still. This allowed me to take her pants right off, leaving her lying there naked.

I turned to face Ann, who was blushing and holding on to her pants as tight as she could.

“Ah, Ann,” I said, speaking mildly as I placed my hands next to her on her pants, “it would be the height kaçak iddaa of bad manners to refuse to let me pull these down when Kay is already naked. Where’s your sisterly solidarity.”

Poor Ann was torn between modesty and friendship. Friendship, I am pleased to say, won, and despite some insulting remarks I drew off Ann’s pants as well.

“So, are you going to sit up and ask me for your bikinis?”

Thank god Cyclops is just a comic book character. I was given the laser treatment by two sets of eyes. Ah, well, moving right along.

My hands settled on two neat little bottoms, stroking them, ignoring two outraged shrieks.

Kay found her voice first.

“You rotten swine, leave us alone. What do you think you’re doing?”

This was followed by Ann’s more anguished comment.

“Oh god, are you going to rape us?”

“Rape you?” I said indignantly. “Don’t be stupid. Of course I’m not going to rape you. Knowing you probably don’t know much about male anatomy I would like to point out that I only have one penis, so I can’t rape you both at once. If I try to rape just one of you the other would be off and running for help while I was distracted.”

“Besides,” I added thoughtfully, “can you imagine how ridiculous I would look chasing a naked girl down the street while I’ve already got one wrapped around me? Ridiculous and greedy.”

Kay gave a snort of strangled laughter but Ann just continued glaring.

“Then what do you intend doing?”

“Short term, I’m enjoying the feel of a couple of lovely bottoms,” I said. “Long term, you will both roll over and ask for your bikinis just to get rid of me, revealing all your charms.”

With that little snort of laughter Kay had relaxed slightly. I took unconscionable advantage of this, with a pair of fingers dipping into the gap at the top of her thighs, a gap that hadn’t been there while she was all uptight. I was watching her face while I did so and the shock on it almost made me laugh.

Shocked or not, Kay did not tighten up again. If anything she relaxed a little more, her legs parting slightly to give me better access. So with one hand caressing a bottom and pussy it seemed that the other hand was being left out, only having a bottom to fondle. I started pressing my hand between Ann’s legs, not hard, but firmly enough to give the message that I wanted entry. She hesitated and then relaxed just a little, letting my hand wander to places it shouldn’t.

Neither girl was admitting to the other that my hands were touching more than just a bottom. Instead they were giving me reason why I should back off, reasons that I just ignored.

Finally Kay bit the bullet and asked the big question.

“If we roll over on our backs so you can see us what will you do?”

“Well for a start I’ll be most disappointed,” I told her.

“What? Why? It’s what you’re asking us to do!”

“I know, and if you do it I’ll have to give your bikinis back and you’d probably put them on. My fun will grind to a halt.”

“Not going to happen,” muttered Ann. “No way am I rolling over for this animal.”

She then gasped as the animal slipped a finger between her lips and explored.

“What happens if we continue to refuse to roll over?”

“Good question. I guess I’d have to bring in a new penalty.”

“Which would be what?”

“Probably testing your virginity using my patented virginity tester?”

“You have a patented virginity tester?” scoffed Ann. “No need to use it anyway as we both are.”

“I only have your word for that. I would need to test to be certain and yes, I have a patented virginity tester. I keep it in my trousers. Only problem is that if I use it properly the girl automatically fails the test.”

“Why would we fail the test?” asked Ann, confused.

“Because, you idiot, he’s referring to his penis and once he’s stuck that little thing in you, you’ll no longer be a virgin.”

That comment was met by two protests.

“That would be rape and he said he wasn’t going to do that,” came from Ann.

“Little thing?” I exclaimed, mortally offended. “Bite your tongue.”

“Ann has a point,” Kay said, grandly ignoring my complaint. “You did say you had no intention of raping us.”

“And I stand by my word.”

“Then how can you use your patented virginity tester without breaking your word?”

“Rape is sex without consent, yes?”

“Yes, and we’re not giving it.”

“But you are. If you refuse to roll over knowing what I’m going to do if you don’t, then you’re agreeing. Of course if you do roll over I’ll know that you’re serious about the no sex rule.”

“That’s, that’s, . . .” Kay’s voice trailed away, not quite knowing how to describe what my comment was.

“As a matter of fact, there’s only one reason why I haven’t already started the virginity testing.”

“And what would that be?”

“I’m trying to decide if one or both of you would panic and run when I start. If I take Ann, would you bolt? Conversely, if I took you first, would Ann bolt? You can see the difficulty I have.”

“What’s to stop both of us illegal bahis jumping to our feet and running inside right now?”

“Nothing, but you’d have to stand up and that means that you’d finish up standing in front of me naked. That would mean I win.”

“So if we just stay here and you have sex with us, we win?”

“That’s right,” I said cheerfully, “and may I say I’m hoping you win a resounding victory.”

“This is ridiculous. Your logic is all twisted.”

Up until now I had managed to keep the girls off balance, having things very much my own way. Unfortunately, they were now starting to think things through. I pushed a little harder, trying to keep them confused. Hands on Kay’s hips I lifted slightly, coaxing her to lift her bottom into the air. This gave me far better access to her pussy, access I promptly put to good use, fingering her and massaging.

It was either not enough or too much too soon. Kay revolted.

“What the hell? You can see everything when I’m like this. Why should I care about rolling over?”

“You’re right,” echoed Ann. “He’s scamming us, the rotten swine.”

Both girls finally rolled over, taking a kneeling position, legs folded under them, arms crossed over their breasts, glaring at me.

“I wish you hadn’t done that,” I groused.

“Oh, ha, ha, ha,” scoffed Ann. “Our bikinis, please.”

Reluctantly I reached for and then passed over the bikinis. Never let it be said that I wasn’t a man of my word.

“Thank you,” came the icy comment. “Feel free to go away now.”

“I’ve a better idea. How about Kay get back on her hands and knees so I can finish what I started?”

“What are you talking about?” Kay demanded.

I unzipped and showed them what I was talking about.

“Just look at me,” I said. “Look how swollen I am. I need relief. It would be most unfair to send me out into the world suffering like this.”

Ann didn’t seem impressed but Kay was certainly eyeing me.

“What makes you think we give a fuck about your suffering,” scorned Ann.

I snapped my fingers and pointed at her.

“That’s precisely what I’m asking you to do,” I said. “Give a fuck. Or asking Kay, anyway.”

“Me? Why me? Why not Ann?”

“Nah,” I said scornfully. “She’d be scared rigid if she thought she had to do it first. She needs someone with more guts to show her that it’s OK. You do have a slightly more adventurous spirit than her.”

Besides, Kay was already wet and aroused, whether she was willing to admit it or not.

Neither girl had, to my amusement, tried to put their bikinis back on. They must have got used to being naked in front of me. Still, I wouldn’t count on that lasting for long.

I moved over to Kay, putting a hand on her back and pressing lightly. She looked up at me, bemusement on her face, already starting to move into the position I wanted.

“You don’t seriously think I’m going to let you have sex with me?” she asked. “I mean, right here, with Ann watching?”

“Yes, I do,” I said softly, settling onto my knees behind her, still urging her onto all fours. “I want you and you know I want you.”

“But, Ann. . .” she mumbled.

“Ann needs to see so she knows what’s coming. I want both of you. She’ll watch you demonstrate and then she’ll show you what she’s learnt.”

“The hell I will,” came a muttered comment. “Don’t do it, Kay. He can’t make you.”

It appeared that I could. Kay was in position and I was behind her, also moving into position. Then I was in position and my cock was brushing back and forth along Kay’s mound, stirring her arousal back to life. She was breathing hard and I was pleased to see Ann was breathing just as hard. Ann had also, I noticed, subtly changed her position to give her a better view of what was happening.

“Ann, why don’t you spread Kay’s lips a little and steer me into position?” I suggested, and with a hypnotised look on her face she did so, one hand moving Kay’s lips apart and the other hand taking my erection between two fingers and pressing the head into the space she created. After that she hastily snatched her hands away, looking horrified at what she’d done.

I didn’t try to follow up my advantage by pushing straight home. I wrapped my arms around Kay, instead, taking control of her breasts and starting to stroke them. After a moment or two Kay was moving restlessly, starting to push back against me. I let her, adding a subtle pressure of my own but letting her think that she was doing the pushing.

She abruptly stopped when my cock pressed up against her hymen.

“No,” I whispered, “don’t stop. Keep going, there’s a girl.”

Kay hesitated a moment longer and I heard her take a deep breath. I felt the pressure increasing and added my own, breaking smoothly through and into her passage, my cock moving triumphantly forward.

Kay had given a muffled squeak when I took her but that was all. Now that I was pressing firmly home she started to become more verbal, starting with a prolonged, “Yesssss,” as I slotted home. With that I started paying serious attention to what I was bahis siteleri doing, drawing slowly back and pushing firmly home again.

Slowly but surely I increased the tempo of our performance until we were coming together at quite a reasonable speed. At the same time I was stroking and teasing her breasts, using the same tempo but as a counterpoint, squeezing her breasts as I pulled out, releasing them as I thrust back in.

Kay’s verbal antics after that first yes had deteriorated to her saying “Oh,” or “Ah,” each time I drove in, her entire attention seeming to be focused on what was happening to her. A couple of times Ann spoke to her, wanting to know what it was like. I trust that an answer of, “Ah,” satisfied her because that’s all she got.

I was bouncing against Kay’s bottom and she was bouncing said bottom with a good deal of enthusiasm. Her excitement was rising in leaps and bounds and I managed to keep the tempo at a point where her excitement continued to grow. I did have one tiny problem myself. I was getting over-excited. I did not want to blow my stack while in Kay. After all, I had to be able to satisfy Ann as well.

Kay had reached a point where she was ready to go. Instead of running my endgame I cheated. I dropped my hand down from her breast to her mound, busy fingers seeking a certain spot, namely her clitoris. A couple of rough strokes in that area and Kay lost it, giving a small scream as she climaxed. More trouble for me as I almost had to tie by testicles into knots to prevent myself becoming drained and useless.

Kay slowly shuddered her way back to awareness, while I withdrew and encouraged her to lie on her back, which she did, looking slightly stunned but happy. I turned and smiled at Ann who was looking slightly stunned and horrified.

I reached for Ann while she knelt there, shaking her head. It was a simple matter to coax her into lying down next to Kay. She’d been too afraid of being forced onto all fours and taken the same way as Kay that she actually cooperated in doing something different. I was between her thighs, cock pressing lightly against her before she caught on to her predicament.

“Just a moment,” she said quickly. “I’m not sure about this. I’m not sure at all.”

“That’s OK,” I murmured reassuringly. “That’s why we’re like this. Prop yourself up on your elbows and you can see what’s happening to you.”

For some reason, that seemed to calm her. She did the prop, looking along her body to where my cock was lightly touching hers. Why it seemed better to her to watch what was happening I had no idea but if that’s what she wanted that’s what she got. Also, that way I got what I wanted.

I eased her lips apart and pressed forward. Ann’s eyes seemed to grow larger and her lips parted, possibly in anticipation of screaming.

“It’s too big,” she muttered, and it seemed to me that my cock promptly swelled some more, flattered at the praise. At least, I assumed it was praise.

“You’ll find it gets smaller as you watch,” I told her, and pressed in more firmly. The external part of my cock may have gotten smaller as I thrust in but from the look on her face the part that was inside her was growing out of control. I took her virginity quite smoothly, having her give a small shriek, but then forgetting the pain in the sensations raised by a rampart cock taking control of her.

Even though my cock was fully inside her, Ann was still nervous about what was happening. I took it dead slow, giving her time to come to terms with it. I pulled slowly back, returning just as slowly, pausing for a moment before repeating. After a few long slow thrusts I decided it was time to get some cooperation.

“Push up to meet me,” I suggested. “There’s a girl.”

My next slow movement found her lifting her hips slowly, coming up to meet me as suggested. I smiled at her, nodding my approval, getting a tentative smile in return. We continued like this for a short while, slowly adjusting to each other’s body. (As a side benefit, my frantic need to ejaculate continued to die down. I’d have hated to ruin this by coming too soon.)

Ann was breathing harder and a certain urgency seemed to be developing in her movements to meet me. Satisfied that she had got with the program I started to increase the pace, finding her quite capable of keeping up with me.

Now things were becoming interesting. I established a nice rhythm that I felt I could keep up for a while and my hands sought and found her breasts, starting to play with them. I’d held off on breast-work to this point, wanting her to get used to the main event without distraction. Now I was able to go full out.

Ann was making ah sounds as I took her.

“So, how are you finding it, Ann,” I heard Kay ask, a laugh in her voice.

“Yeah, that’s what I said,” she added, when she only got an ‘ah’ for an answer.

I took Ann along quite smartly. Although I’d have longed to make it a prolonged session it just wasn’t going to be physically possible for me to do so. I was already starting to feel the effects of my time with Kay returning. I was now taking Ann quite vigorously, and she was responding with everything she had. Her legs had wrapped around when I’d started the acceleration and now she was clinging tightly to me, bucking furiously under me.

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In a typical street in the nicer part of town, sits a row of almost identical well-kept houses. The residents are generally well off retirees or families with high paying jobs and nannies to look after their kids. In the end terrace lives a man who’s done very well for himself given that he’s only 31.

Jack works in IT. While we was at uni he successfully developed and sold an app to a large corporation, if he wanted to, he’d never have to work again. So he dropped out of uni, bought a nice house and a fancy car and decided to work for himself. He continued to develop software and apps for companies, but was also well known in the local community for helping out with domestic tech problems too. Working from home meant he was always happy to pop round someone’s house and install a printer, or unlock a blocked phone.

Jack had a sizeable house and had converted it to be exactly what he wanted. He had a large garage built onto the side of the house. His ground floor had a comfortable living area with a huge TV, a state of the art kitchen and his own personal gym. Upstairs he had a master bedroom with en-suite, a guest bedroom, a large walk in shower room and a sizeable workroom with all the computer equipment he needed to keep the money coming in. He was attractive, with short dark hair and piercing green eyes, average height and a well maintained physique (thanks to his home gym) that wasn’t too muscly. He was always well dressed, usually in a shirt and jeans, even at the weekend.

Jack had a beautiful silvery- grey cat that liked to follow him around the house, called Bonnie. That was as much commitment as he was interested in. Jack had no interest at all in a long term relationship. His life was exactly as he wanted it, he couldn’t stand the idea of someone coming into his house and trying to change things, or change him.

Of course, that didn’t mean that Jack didn’t enjoy sex, but he’d found a way to make sure that was never in short supply.

Jacks street was in walking distance of two sixth form schools as well as the college campus. As well as popping into peoples homes to solve their technical issues, occasionally people would call in to his house for help. Jack kept two mobile phones for this reason. One that he gave out to family and neighbours and one he kept for special clients. These special clients were usually between the ages of 18-21, who would call in on their way to or from sixth form or college.

Jack had a reputation among the girls for helping them lose their virginity. This way Jack got the sex he wanted and they got a decent experience for their first time that wasn’t going to lead to a relationship. Usually girls that had already been with him passed his number onto other girls in need of his services. They would then text him requesting his special services and he would reply with a date and time.

Today was one such occasion. Jack had been busy that week with various work commitments, so this girl had been waiting almost a week to come and see him. He didn’t allow them to randomly come over, that might look suspicious. So he always gave them a time and date that suited him and made it look like he was helping them with a tech problem.

He wiped down his spotless kitchen worktops and checked the time as the doorbell rang. She was 5 minutes early.

He opened the door to the hallway and greeted her like any other client.

“Hi,” he smiled, “I’m Jack, why don’t you come on in?”

The girl smiled nervously and stepped onto the grey laminate flooring as Jack gently closed the door behind her. “I’m sorry sweetheart, remind me of your name?”

“Oh!” She blushed furiously, “Sorry, it’s Rebecca… Becki…”

Jack smiled again, “A pleasure. Now what can I do for you?” He knew full well why she was there but he did enjoy watching them squirm.

“Well, my friend Sarah came to see you a couple of weeks ago… she gave me your number because I have.. uh… well, the same problem…” she was blushing furiously again and struggling to look him in the eye.

“Why don’t we go through to the kitchen? Would you like a drink?”

She followed him nervously into the kitchen. She hadn’t expected hospitality, she thought they’d get straight to it. She perched on one of the high stools as Jack busied himself around the kitchen.

“Do you drink?” He called over his shoulder.

Becki fiddled nervously with a loose thread on her sleeve.

“Sometimes, what are you having?”

Jack smiled to himself as he sliced cucumber into the glasses in front of him, topping them up with gin.

He turned back to her and held out a glass. She took it cautiously. This definitely wasn’t the cheap wine she was used to. She tried not to wince as she took a small sip of the potent drink.

Jack swirled the ice around in the glass. “So Becki, what it is you’re looking for today?”

“Well, sex really…” she mumbled, focussing on her drink.

“Don’t be embarrassed to say the word sex sweetheart. It’s perfectly natural bahis siteleri and nothing to be ashamed of. You are a young hot blooded women and there’s nothing wrong with wanting sex.”

He took a moment to look her over, enjoying the fact that she was still in her sixth form uniform.

“So, what have you done so far?”

“Not a lot. I have a boyfriend and we’ve kissed and done some touching… only over our clothes though. He really wants sex but I’m so nervous. I just want it to go right. I don’t want him to leave me because the sex is bad…”

“Where has he touched you?”

“My breasts but that’s it really.”

Jack nodded while sipping his drink, checking out her firm breasts through her tight white shirt.

“So do you just want sex? Or do you want to do oral or anal… do you want me to do a bit of everything? What sort of things will your boyfriend want to do with you?”

Becki looked at him blankly and Jack chuckled. “How about we head upstairs and see what happens?”

“Upstairs?” Becki paled.

Jack chuckled again, “To my bedroom? Sex in the kitchen might be fun but it’s not ideal for your first time!”

Becki could have kicked herself, he must think she’s a complete idiot! She quickly finished the gin and followed him upstairs.

Jack opened his bedroom door and smiled, “Make yourself comfortable.”

Becki perched on the edge of the bed, taking in the immaculate room around her. Jack pulled his dark blue sweater over his head and hung it carefully over the back of a plush maroon chair in the corner of the room, before returning to the bed. He sat comfortably against the pillows and patted the bed next to him, signalling her to move closer. She moved awkwardly up the bed, unsure of how she should position herself.

Jack enjoyed being in control. He liked order and routine, which is probably why he preferred younger inexperienced girls. They weren’t bossy and controlling, he could do whatever he wanted with them. He placed his hand lightly on her side, feeling the warmth of her skin through her thin blouse.

“I’ve always liked girls in uniform, but it looks especially good on you.” He purred, “You’ve no idea what pretty girls like you do to men like me…”

Becki blushed, “You think I’m pretty?”

“Of course! Boys must be after you all the time.”

“You’d be surprised. I’m not one of the popular girls.”

Jack pulled a face as if he didn’t believe her. “If at any point you want me to stop, just tell me ok? We’ll start with a bit of foreplay, maybe some oral to make sex more comfortable…”

“How will I know what to do?” Becki asked.

“Just do what feels good sweetheart.” He smiled as he leaned in to kiss her firmly on her young, tempting lips. She gasped a little as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, but soon fell into a familiar rhythm as if Jack was her boyfriend. They had done plenty of kissing and she started to feel less nervous.

Jack ran his hand slowly over her chest, squeezing her right breast gently as he passed over it. Her breasts were small and pert in his hand, just the right size. He felt himself harden at the thought of her untouched nipple in his mouth. Becki had mirrored his movement and rested her hands on his chest, feeling his tight pecs under his shirt.

Slowly Jack untied her striped school tie and dropped it over the side of the bed, before starting on the buttons of her blouse. He took his time unbuttoning each individual button, still kissing her to keep her distracted. Becki felt her skin prickle as cool air brushed against her skin through the opening in her blouse.

Leaving her blouse on but unbuttoned, Jack slipped his hand inside and cupped her breast through the white lace of her bra. Becki let out a small moan as Jack explored her bare flesh. He slid her blouse off over her shoulders and nudged her onto her back.

He straddled her, his eyes hungry for her bare flesh. He leaned over her and gently kissed the spot below her left ear, starting a trail the led over her shoulder and down to her breasts. Becki fumbled with Jacks shirt buttons and he helped her take it off, still continuing to caress her skin with his lips.

He glanced up at her, his face between her firm breasts. “So, no one’s ever taken your delicious looking nipples into their mouth before?”

Becki shook her head, barely breathing. Jack smirked as he tentatively kissed one of her nipples through her bra. Becki gasped, arching her back a little as he moved to the other nipple. As she arched her back, Jack expertly reached underneath her and unclasped her bra, discarding it quickly on the floor. Jack let out a small moan as his lips closed around her firm, pink nipple and sucked gently. While he enjoyed one nipple he used his hand to caress and lightly pinch her other. Without realising it, Becki ran her hands through his hair, silently begging him not to stop. Jack switched to her other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. Becki moaned again as the cool air canlı bahis reached her now wet nipple after the warmth of Jacks mouth.

She felt a familiar aroused sensation starting between her legs as Jack continued to enjoy her breasts.

He glanced up again, “Is that good sweetheart?” Becki nodded, her eyes closed and her hands still holding his head against her. “I’m going to move down a bit now…”

Becki couldn’t reach him as his kisses trailed down her stomach and over her navel, she found herself gripping the bed covers tightly instead.

She lifted her bum up so that Jack could reach under her to unzip her short plaid skirt and pull it off her. Jack breathed in the scent of her arousal, pausing a second to savour it. Instead of tights, Becki had long white, knee high socks on and Jack took his time rolling them off in turn. He stood up, Becki watching nervously as he unbuckled his belt and dropped his dark jeans to the floor. She could see the bulge of his cock straining against his boxer shorts. Her mouth went dry at the realisation he was going to put that inside her.

Jack slipped back onto the bed, him head near her stomach and propped himself up on his elbow. His other hand trailed lightly over her abdomen towards her white lace thong. Becki shivered lightly at his whispering touch as he teased her with his finger tips. “So… I really, really enjoy pussy.” Jack growled quietly, as his fingers wandered achingly slowly over the top of her thong and down towards her mound. “I love the sound of a woman when she has her pussy eaten for the first time. When she realises how good it feels to have someone make her cum with just their tongue.”

Jack heard Becki let out a shuddering breath as his fingers ran over her thong between her moist lips. She throbbed with desire and need, but he kept the pace slow, holding her on the edge.

“Do you want me to make you cum Becki? Do you want me to suck on your virgin clit until you’re howling with pleasure?”

“Yes… now… please… I really need you to…” she whimpered, still fisting the sheets beneath her trembling body. Jack stroked her lazily a little longer until he couldn’t wait anymore and whipped off her thong. He ran his hands up the inside of her tanned thighs, slowly parting her legs for him.

He let out a predatory growl of appreciation at the sight of her moist lips. Her pubic hair was light and neatly trimmed and as he nudged her legs a little wider, he saw the glistening entrance of her pussy, waiting to be deflowered by him. Jack breathed in her arousal again before lowering his head, placing a light kiss on her tight opening. He heard Becki yelp in surprise as he suddenly ran his tongue along the inside of her lips. She had never experienced anything like this before. She had masterbated a little in the past, but it wasn’t amazing. This on the other hand, was something else.

After sex, giving oral was top of Jacks list of things he enjoyed. He knew a lot of men didn’t like it, but how could you not enjoy the sense of power that came with it? You could make a woman explode with just your tongue and a bit of effort. He found virgins even more enjoyable as they had no idea what to expect, usually came hard and made a lot of noise as they enjoyed it. He liked having his hard work appreciated.

He focussed on Becki’s delicious pussy lips as his tongue explored every inch that was open to him. Her legs were open wide as she gave him access to her most intimate areas. As he moved up to suckle her throbbing clit, she cried out, her skin flushing uncontrollably.

“You like that sweetheart?” He breathed against her, “You make all the noise you want to…” She groaned again as returned his attention to her clit.

Now she was dripping wet, Jack positioned two fingers at the entrance to her pussy, stroking gently as he worked on her with his tongue. Becki was breathing heavily as his fingers slipped inside, working her in a steady rhythm as his tongue continued to drive up the incredible feeling building inside of her.

Becki arched her back, letting out a loud squeal as she came hard against his face, Jack continuing to work on her with his tongue as he greedily lapped up her precious juices. Becki laid back, panting hard as Jack sat up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“I think you’re wet enough to take me inside you. Would you like that now Becki? Would you like me to fuck you now?”

Becki whimpered, “Yes. I want you to fuck me.”

“Good girl.” He smirked, “It is going to hurt a little, but it’s worth it.”

Jack pushed his boxer shorts off, freeing his hard cock before stroking it firmly with his hand. Becki watched anxiously as Jack positioned himself between her slick thighs, rubbing the tip of his shaft against her opening. She whimpered again. She wanted him to make her cum again. She needed him to.

Jack groaned at the resistance from her tight pussy. Another reason he enjoyed virgins, nothing compared to a tight unfucked pussy wrapped around güvenilir bahis his cock.

Becki let out a squeal of discomfort that Jack ignored as he pushed his way in further. Once he was in as deep as he could go he paused, letting her adjust to his size. “Relax sweetheart, it’ll hurt less.” He whispered as he ran his hands over her breasts again. Becki let out a breath and tried to relax, ignoring the sharp stretching pain inside of her.

Jack eased out part way before sliding back in, again and again until she was relaxed and wet. She started to moan, giving herself to him fully as he worked in and out of her. Jack watched as her skin flushed again as his rhythm built. Instinctively she reached for his hips, holding him against her as he fucked her faster. “Is that good sweetheart? I want to hear how much you’re enjoying being fucked, then I’m gunna shoot a load of cum in your tight little pussy…”

Becki was embarrassed, but she couldn’t stop herself from moaning loudly with each of Jacks thrusts.

“Shit you’re so tight.” He groaned, closing his eyes as he rode her hard. He felt her contract against him as she let out the most erotic moan Jack had ever heard. He felt his balls tighten as he grunted, pumping his thick cum deep inside her.

Jack pulled out and collapsed onto the bed next to her, glancing at the pink tinged moisture on his cock where she’d bled a little.

“So, you have two choices Becki. We can stop there, I gave you what you came here for… or, I can show you a couple of other things?”

“Like what?”

Jack smirked to himself, he knew she wouldn’t say no. “Well sweetheart, if you really want to make your boyfriend happy, you can’t go wrong with doggy style. Men can’t get enough of that. Then there’s one last thing you’ll need to be able to do well if you don’t want to end up single forever…”

“What’s that? If the other girls know about it then I want to.”

“Good girl…” he smiled, placing a lingering kiss on her lips. She pushed her lips against his, desperate for a repeat of the last orgasm he’d given to her. He ran his hands over her firm tanned skin.

“Get on your hands and knees…” Jack breathed against her lips. Surprised by his request, she sat up and turned over, steadying herself on all fours. Jack knelt behind her and stroked her pert ass cheeks, kneading them gently as he lined his cock up behind her.

Becki cried out as he entered her roughly from behind. She was sore from last time and her pussy stung a little from being so stretched out, but she soon found herself moaning again as he built up a rhythm inside her.

Jack grabbed hold of her hips as he fucked her roughly from behind, enjoying the sight of her puckered asshole as he ground into her wet pussy. He grunted happily as his balls slapped against her. Jack reached forward and fondled her breasts as he felt himself coming close again.

“Do you like it rough sweetheart? There’s nothing like a good hard fuck… if you really like it rough, there’s always anal?”

“No!” Becki squeaked, “Not that!”

Jack chuckled, “Your loss…”

He drove himself deep inside her, over and over until she cried out and he filled her for a second time. She fell forward exhausted, sweat glistening on her back as Jack caressed her ass cheeks one last time.

“Before you go, I suggest you come and shower with me and I’ll show you that last thing that men can’t get enough of…” suggested Jack as he stood at the side of the bed. Becki nodded, unsure if her wobbly legs would support her. She slipped off the other side of the bed and winced as she glanced at the spots of blood on the sheets. Jack followed her gaze and shrugged, “You’re not the first and you won’t be the last.”

She followed him into the walk in shower, gazing at the beautiful simplicity of the slate tiles all around her. Jack flicked on the water from the large shower head above them and picked up an expensive looking bottle of shower gel from a small recessed shelf in the wall. He squirted some into his hands and beckoned her towards him. Becki moves towards him slowly, unsure of what he was about to do. Jack smiled, “Relax, I just thought we should clean up.”

Becki let out a relieved breath and relaxed as his soapy hands covered her whole body gently. She moved to kiss him as she followed his lead and helped to lather him up.

As he worked the soap between her legs she slipped her foamy hand around his hardening cock. Jack let out a soft moan against her lips as she started stroking his shaft. “Let’s get this soap off and I’ll show you one last thing.”

Becki stepped back and let go of his cock as the hot water ran over them both, washing the soap away.

“Now, on your knees again.” Jack commanded. Becki obeyed quickly, keen to learn the last thing that men love.

“Good girl. Now… suck my cock.”

Becki glanced at him, “What do I do?”

Jack smirked, “Trust me sweetheart, you can’t really go wrong.”

Becki moves towards him on her knees and reached out her hand for his cock. Tentatively, she touched her pink tongue to the tip of his cock. She looked up to find Jack closing his eyes and bracing himself against the wall behind him.

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A cloudy sky greeted waking tourists and residents of Cancun. A thunderstorm had passed through the area during the night, leaving swollen seas and cooler air in its wake. Brad and Ella awoke to the overcast sky, and Brad turned on the TV to check the day’s temperature. The weather reported stated the temps had cooled to the high 80s. Brad opened their patio door and stepped outside.

“Definitely cooler,” he observed. “A good day for golfing.”

Ella walked outside and stood next to him, wearing nothing but a skimpy blue nightie.

“Still warm enough to relax by the pool,” she said.

They walked back inside, showered, and got dressed. They decided they didn’t want to go down to breakfast so Brad called and ordered room service. Then he dialed Alex and Aria’s room.

“Hey, Aria, it’s Brad,” he said. “Is Alex there?”

There was a brief silence.

“Hey Brad. What’s up?” Alex said.

“How about a round of golf this morning, since it cooled off a bit?” Brad asked.

“Sounds great!” Alex replied. “We’re just having breakfast. Wanna meet at ten?”

“Sounds good. Oh, Ella says to tell Aria she’ll be down at the pool after breakfast,” Brad said as Ella slipped her white coverup on over her new swimsuit.

“I’ll relay the message,” Alex chuckled. “See you soon.”

Brad hung up the phone just in time to hear a knock at their door. Brad answered to find their butler had brought up breakfast. Brad held the door as the butler brought their tray of food in and set in on the table. After ensuring there was nothing else the couple needed the butler promptly left the room, closing the door behind him.

“Breakfast is served,” Brad said.

“And it looks amazing,” Ella said.

The couple at their small dining table. Brad had ordered eggs Benedict, while Ella had opted for fruit and yogurt. They talked about the previous night as they ate. They had met Alex and Aria for dinner at the Japanese restaurant, then went for cocktails. Alex had worn a casual suit while Aria has worn a sexy strapless royal blue dress. It’s low neckline had revealed how busty Aria really was.

“Last night was fun,” Ella said. “I liked having cocktails with Alex and Aria.”

“Me, too,” Brad said. “You and Aria both looked amazing.”

“I thought I noticed you staring at her a few times,” Ella said.

“It was hard not to,” Brad replied. “And you stole a few glances, too.”

Ella giggled a little. They had both noticed how sexy Aria had looked in her dress. She admitted to herself that she did find Aria to be a very attractive woman: long soft hair, sparkling eyes, beautiful breasts, and sexy legs. For a brief moment she’d even found herself slightly turned on by Aria. It had been a weird sensation being turned on by another woman, especially when she had just married the man of her dreams. She put the thought out of her mind and finished her breakfast.

“Any idea what time you’ll be back?” Ella asked.

“As long as it takes to finish eighteen holes,” Brad smiled.

“Have fun whacking balls.”

“Have fun lounging.”

Brad headed out the door. Ella grabbed her tote and followed a few minutes later. She arrived at the pool to find Aria had already claimed a couple lounge chairs and had ordered drinks.

“Welcome,” Aria smiled.

“Thanks,” Ella said, placing her tote on the ground and lifting off her coverup.

Aria couldn’t help but stare. Ella looked incredibly sexy in her new swimsuit. She loved how it laced up the front and hugged Ella’s curves, especially her chest. She felt herself getting aroused. Ella noticed Aria’s stare

“Do you like it?” Ella asked. “It’s the suit I bought yesterday.”

“I’m bahis siteleri not gonna lie. You look sexy as hell,” Aria said matter-of-factually.

Ella’s face turned bright red as she blushed. Her heart skipped a beat. She loved that Aria called her sexy, but she also felt somewhat dirty. She was straight; she’d never been with or experimented with a woman. Why was she having these feelings for another woman? She changed the subject.

“So how about the Japanese restaurant last night?” Ella asked. “That was so good!”

“Right!” Aria responded. “I love hibachi. The sushi appetizer was delicious!”

“I always love watching the chef’s performance. It’s always memorable.”

“And how about the cocktail party last night? I loved that red dress you wore!”

“You looked great, too!” Ella said. “My husband couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off you.”

“It’s flattering,” Aria said. “I don’t mind the attention.”

“Does Alex?”

“Nah,” Aria said. “We’re swingers.”

Ella was taken aback at this admission. She’d known there was something different about Alex and Aria when they’d met. They had seemed pretty open and somewhat flirtatious, especially Aria. Now she understood why.

“Wow,” Ella stammered. “How’d you get into that?”

“Well, we’ve only been in the lifestyle the past two years. We wanted to explore our sexuality and spice things up a little.”

“It must take a lot of trust,” Ella said.

“Oh, it does,” Aria said. “Alex and I are completely open and honest with each other. If one of us feels uncomfortable with someone we let the other know. And we’re not allowed to play with anyone without the other’s permission.”

“So you mean like if you wanted to play with someone’s husband and Alex said no, you wouldn’t be allowed to do anything with that person?”

“Exactly,” Aria said.

“I don’t know if I could ever feel that secure in a marriage,” Ella said.

“You just got married for heaven’s sake,” Aria laughed. “It takes years to build that kind of trust. I’m getting warm. Ready to jump in the pool?”

“Very.”

The women jumped in the pool and spent the morning swimming, even joining some other women for another game of pool volleyball. Aria and Ella were on opposite teams this time. Both teams played well, but in the end Aria’s team won the game. By this time both women were feeling a bit hungry. Aria looked at her watch.

“It’s after noon,” Aria said.

“Already?” Ella asked. “Damn, the morning just flew by. Wanna grab some lunch?”

“Sure,” Aria replied.

They stepped out of the pool and dried off. Aria noticed Ella frantically searching through her tote, swearing.

“What’s wrong?” Aria asked.

“I don’t have my room key,” Ella said, clearly frustrated. “Brad must’ve taken both by mistake when he left to go golfing.”

Aria thought quickly. Then a sly smile crossed her face.

“Well, why don’t you come up to my room?” Aria offered. “We can just order in and sit on our balcony.”

Ella looked a little hesitant.

“And no, you won’t be intruding,” Aria smiled. “Did I mention we have a jacuzzi?”

Ella seemed to perk up at the mention of a hot tub. She packed up her stuff and motioned for Aria to lead the way. Five minutes later they were in Alex and Aria’s room. Ella’s eyes went wide.

“Wow. Bigger than our suite.”

“Well, we’re not on our honeymoon,” Aria replied. “You are. You need that intimate setting. I bet your room is fabulous. The bathroom is over there; that’s where the hot tub is.”

Ella peeked into the bathroom and was awed by the size and layout.

“We just have a shower and soaking tub in our suite,” Ella stated. “So canlı bahis I definitely want to take advantage of the hot tub.”

“After lunch,” Aria smiled. “What do you want?”

An hour later lunch was over. The women had enjoyed salad and sandwiches, and they’d washed it down with some whiskey and Coke from the room’s mini-fridge. Aria placed the tray outside the door for the staff to collect and turned on the bathroom light.

“Ready for the hot tub?” she asked.

“Definitely,” Ella said.

Aria got the jets running and stepped in. Ella joined her a few minutes later. She leaned back and relaxed, letting the jets of hot water to massage her neck and shoulders.

“Feel good?”

“Oh my goodness, yes,” Ella said. “My neck aches. I think I slept on it funny.”

“I love the feel of the jets on my shoulders,” Aria said. “That’s where I keep my tension.”

They sat in silence for several minutes, enjoying the hot water. Aria noticed Ella continued to moan every couple minutes.

“Neck still hurt?”

“Yeah,” Ella answered.

“How about a neck massage?”

“That sound amazing right now.”

Aria sat up and opened her legs to make room for Ella. Ella took a seat in front of Aria, with her back to her. Aria pulled her long soft hair aside and began to slowly massage Ella’s neck. Ella groaned as Aria kneaded the kinks in her neck.

“Feel good?” Aria asked.

“Yes,” Ella groaned.

Aria continued massaging. As she massaged, Ella rolled her neck one way then the other. Aria couldn’t help but notice the bare nape of Ella’s neck. There it was, begging to be kissed. Aria pulled Ella back, closer to her. Ella could feel Aria’s warm breath on her neck now, and she liked it. She felt her newlywed mound start to swell with desire. Her heart raced. She had pledged herself to Brad, but her desire was for Aria. She felt Aria’s lips touch the nape of her neck. Her body shuddered with pleasure. She had to make a decision: give in to her desire for another woman, or decline Aria’s advances and stay faithful to her new husband. It took two seconds for her to decide.

“Oh, Aria,” Ella gasped.

Aria continued kissing. Her lips moved from the nape to the left. Ella moved her head to allow Aria better access. She reached behind her and grabbed Aria’s head, holding it against her neck. Aria’s hands reached around Ella’s waist, holding her, then moving up to her breasts.

“Ohhh,” Ella gasped again as Aria began to squeeze her breasts.

Ella was now fully aroused. She felt like the crotch of her swimsuit might tear. She took one of Aria’s hands in hers and moved it down slowly between her legs. Aria loved that Ella was giving in and even taking control a little. Aria could feel Ella’s swell through the bathing suit. She began to rub slowly. Ella whimpered.

“Does that feel good?” Aria whispered in Ella’s ear.

“Yes,” Ella answered softly. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.”

Ella continued to lean back against Aria as she massaged her pussy. Aria tried to slip a hand under the swimsuit, but it was too tight.

“Let’s get these off,” Aria said.

Ella turned to face her new lover. They stood up, and Aria pulled her close. They just gazed into each other’s eyes for several minutes. There was no need for words. Aria began to unlace Ella’s bathing suit, slowly and seductively. It soon became loose enough for Aria to slide it from Ella’s wet, sexy body.

“My turn,” Ella smiled.

She slowly unlaced Aria’s swimsuit, and it soon joined it’s counterpart on the floor outside the hot tub. The two women embraced, and Aria pressed her lips to Ella’s. Ella had never been kissed by a woman. Aria güvenilir bahis could feel her trembling.

“It’s okay,” Aria reassured her.

Ella now gave in fully to her desires. She pressed her mouth harder against Aria’s. Their lips locked in passion. The two women moaned as they began to make out. Ella moaned as she felt Aria slide her tongue along her own. Aria squeezed Ella’s firm breasts, eliciting a loud moan. Ella followed suit, clutching a handful of Aria’s ample bosom. The passionate kissing had now become a full-blown open-mouthed kiss. Aria reached behind Ella and grabbed her ass, giving it a playful smack. Ella giggled.

“Ella, you’re so beautiful,” Aria said, caressing Ella’s arm.

“So are you,” Ella replied.

Aria took Ella’s hand and led her to the bed.

“Lay back,” Aria instructed.

Ella lay back on the bed. Aria moved to lay over her. Aria began to suck Ella’s perky nipples. Ella gasped. Aria moved back and forth, giving each erect bud equal attention. Ella could feel herself dripping wet now.

“Fuck,” Ella moaned.

Aria moved down Ella’s body, kissing down to her stomach. She took time to explore her new lover’s body. She wanted to find out what Ella liked, what turned her on, and what really excited her sexually. Her lips moved past the navel. She could smell Ella’s arousal now; she loved the scent. Her lips moved to Ella’s upper inner thighs, gently kissing around. Ella gasped again as Aria took mental notes. Her lips then slowly caressed around the edges of Ella’s mound, which Aria could see was incredibly swollen.

“Shit,” Ella whimpered. “I want to feel your mouth on my pussy.”

“Not quite yet,” Aria teased.

Aria’s mouth continued around the perimeter of Ella’s engorged mound. Ella was now moaning, practically begging for Aria to taste her. Aria moved in and stuck out her tongue. She slowly licked up Ella’s pussy lips. Ella shuddered and writhed slightly.

“Oh, fuck!” she moaned loudly.

Aria continued slowly moving her tongue up and down. Ella’s moans continued. It felt like every nerve down there had come alive, and they were all being stimulated simultaneously. Aria began to lick faster; Ella’s moans became louder. Aria reached up and played with Ella’s young breasts, gently tweaking her nipples. Ella’s back arched.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” Ella screamed.

Aria took Ella’s pussy lips in her mouth and began to suck hard. Ella grabbed Aria’s head, holding it against herself. She began to grind her slit against Aria’s face. She felt Aria’s tongue sliding all along her slit. She moved her hips upwards; Aria’s tongue entered her. Aria thrust her tongue deep into Ella. What little control Ella had over her climax vanished.

“Shit!!” Ella screamed.

Aria opened her mouth and held Ella’s body in place as the climax hit. Ella’s juiced flowed into Aria’s mouth. Aria lapped Ella’s pussy with her tongue, hungrily drinking down her juices. Ella shook as her pussy continued it’s epic release. Aria was surprised how much Ella was cumming; she must have not had sex recently. Finally the orgasm subsided. Aria moved up to look at Ella’s face. She lay there motionless, seemingly paralyzed.

“Ella, are you okay?”

“I can’t move,” Ella replied. “That took everything out of me. Is that normal?”

“When you have an orgasm that big it is,” Aria stated. “I’ve never had a woman cum that much their first time.”

“Must’ve been my body’s response to you,” Ella smiled. “I’ve never experienced an orgasm like that before.”

Aria moved to lay down next to Ella. The women wrapped their arms around each other, intertwining their bodies. They lay there and smiled at each other. Aria lay there, enjoying being with her new loved. As Ella lay there with Aria, she realized how happy she was. She could do this forever. But then a nagging though crept into her mind: how the hell would she tell Brad?

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INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER – Petite and pretty blonde Sally works in a factory and has always been a tomboy to the despair of her strict and more traditional mother, who wants her daughter to act more feminine. Stuck at home and recovering from a bout of measles, 18-year-old Sally sees the neighbors’ handsome son Eddie, now attired in the uniform of the US Navy arrive home for a few days’ leave before his ship sails into the Atlantic to face German warships and U-boats.

What will Sally and Eddie do when alone together for a few hours on a sunny summer’s afternoon?

All characters and events depicted in this story are fictional, with any similarity to people living or dead coincidental and unintentional. Only characters aged 18 and over are in any sexual situations. Please enjoy ‘Sally & the Sailor’ and rate and comment.

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NORFOLK, VIRGINIA, 1943

“Sally Jane Simpson, do you spend your nights dreaming up new ways to annoy me?”

I returned the sponge to the bucket, sighed and turned around, seeing my mother Jeanette standing behind me on the porch, her hands on her hips, her stern expression clearly indicating that she was displeased with me.

“Is there a problem, Mom?” I asked.

Mom indicated the living room windows. “Sally, you have cleaned this window, and this one and this one, but not the one in the center? What is the meaning of this?”

“Mom, relax, I haven’t forgotten it or not done it, I haven’t got to it yet,” I said. “I’ll clean it now.” I picked up the sponge and began to wash the glass. “Satisfied?”

“You are disorganized as always Sally. Stubborn too. It will only lead you into big trouble sooner rather than later, young lady.”

“Do you really think so?” I asked sarcastically.

“You are also too smart for your own good, Sally,” my mother pointed out sternly as she went inside, leaving me to finish cleaning the windows. “Get on with your work.”

Mom may well have carried me for nine months and given birth to me, but I often wondered if somehow the hospital where I was born had made a mistake and given me to the wrong family. For one, I was the only blonde in the family. My older sister Shirley had red hair like Mom, while our three brothers John Junior, Joe and Richard had dark hair like our father John Senior. My parents, sister and brothers were also tall people while I, the youngest child in the family scraped in at a scrawny four feet eleven. Without doubt, I was the runt of the litter.

Despite my diminutive size, I was quite a handful growing up. I often found it hard to concentrate in class or finish schoolwork or homework assignments, my poor attention span leading me to getting into trouble for staring out the classroom windows at things that interested me outdoors. While I sported long blonde locks and feminine appearance, I was also an ardent tomboy who loved to wear overalls and jeans. Getting me into a dress for church every Sunday was always a battle of wills.

To the despair of my mother who believed that good little girls should play quietly and be seen and not heard, my tomboyish ways ensured that I always wanted to be outside building forts, climbing trees, playing soldiers, Cowboys and Indians, or joining in football and baseball with my brothers, male cousins and the other boys, rather than sitting inside playing quiet girls’ games with my sister, female cousins and the other girls.

Now I was aged 18 and still a tomboy, dressed today in a check shirt, short denim overalls that came down to my knees with my feet bare. Again to Mom’s displeasure, I often went barefoot, Mom fretting that my lack of shoes would lead people to think we were poor. However, today Mom gave no comment about my clothes as they were appropriate given I was working around the house.

Tensions between Mom and I were rising by the day, the fact that we were the only ones in the house not helping matters. Shirley was by now married and had a young son and daughter, my niece and nephew and they obviously did not live with us. Shirley’s husband Tom was serving in the army in Europe, the same place where my youngest brother Richard was serving. John Junior and Joe were both serving in the Navy, although John in the Atlantic fighting German U-Boats, Joe in the Pacific fighting the Japanese. Dad had served in the Great War, and now was doing war related work for the Government, which kept him away for weeks and months at a time.

Normally, I would have been at work too during the day, giving Mom and me less opportunity to butt heads and get on each other’s nerves. As soon as the war broke out 18 months ago, I happily quit school to work as a factory hand, women needed in these roles due to the men joining the armed forces. Nobody at school tried to talk me out of my decision, I think they were glad to see the back of me.

Working in the factory was hard at times, but I embraced it, glad to be doing my part for the war effort and enjoying the company of the women I worked with. I bahis siteleri was counting the days until I could go back to work – it was now Thursday, and I could return Monday. Four sleeps.

I had already been off work sick for one full week, and this was my second week. From somewhere I had caught the measles, and the doctor and my superiors had ordered me to take the full two weeks off work to fully recover and more importantly not risk infecting any other girls.

In the early stages of the illness I was largely bedridden, too sick to argue with Mom about anything. It was as I started to improve slightly later in the week that Mom and I began to argue, this situation not helped by me having certain female problems that came up every four weeks.

On the Friday morning I was pretty sick, tired and cranky, lying in bed suffering stomach cramps. I could hear Mom in the kitchen, having coffee with several female friends and her own mother, obviously my grandmother. I could hear Mom saying, “Little Miss Sally is being a complete little madam at the moment, she has the curse and is driving me absolutely crazy. I could happily strangle that girl with her own sanitary belt when she’s like this.”

I went redder than my measles rash at its worst. Obviously I didn’t want everyone knowing I had my period, however at least it was only women she was telling. Such things were never discussed around men of course. I think I would have died of embarrassment had she done that.

Now I was over my monthly women’s problems and feeling much better following my bout of measles, but still on strict medical instruction to keep away from work. I was keeping busy around the house and garden helping Mom with chores, but with differing views on how to complete these things more effectively, clashes were inevitable.

Finished cleaning the window that was causing my mother so much anxiety, I moved on to the next set and thought more about the things Mom and I squabbled over. Some of it was so illogical. That very morning I had taken too long in the bathroom for my mother’s liking. To my complete indignation I had her pounding on the door while I was sitting on the toilet, telling me to hurry up and reminding me that ‘toilet paper does not grow on trees, Sally.’ When I gave her the somewhat snappy reply that toilet paper did indeed come from trees, there was yet another squabble through the bathroom door.

I looked through the windows and into the house, and could see that I might be left alone for a couple of hours. Mom and her friends were all accomplished at sewing – a talent passed to my sister Shirley but definitely not to me – and spent as much time as possible making clothes for the war effort. I could see Mom placing some of the clothes in a box and carry them to the door, and knew she would be going out.

“I’m taking these into town Sally,” Mom said as she passed by me. “When I return, I expect all of the windows to be cleaned. Is that clear, Sally?”

“Very clear, I’ll get them done,” I replied, relieved by my mother’s departure and not wanting to give her an excuse to hang around and argue with me.

I cleaned the window and watched as Mom went into the garage. I heard the car door open and close, then Mom start the car and reverse down the driveway. As the car vanished up our street, I looked at the flawless blue Virginia skies over Norfolk. Summer 1943 sure had been a nice one, plenty of warm and sunny weather throughout June and into July, and sure to continue into the next month of August. It was such a perfect afternoon that it was hard to believe there was a war raging on both sides of America.

I was very glad that my mother had driven herself into town, and not asked me to drive her. I had always loved cars being a tomboy, and got my license at the first chance. However Mom said I drove too fast and was both irresponsible and reckless behind the wheel, so usually when we went out in the car together Mom drove. But even when I was at the wheel and Mom in the passenger seat, it felt like she was driving given how many directions she always gave me.

Finishing the last of the windows, I walked with the bucket and tipped the dirty water into the garden bed, then ran the sponge under the tap and re-filling the bucket with clean water ahead of cleaning the windows at the back of the house. However, as I was about to start on my way back there, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye at the house next door and turned.

A smile came over my face as I saw who had made the shadow. The house was owned by the Evans family, and they had been our neighbors for years. Mr. and Mrs. Evans had two daughters and two sons and it was their youngest son Edward who was making his way up the garden path to the front door.

Edward was never called Edward, he was always called Eddie, and at 18 he was the same age as me. We were in the same class together at school and always great friends. As kids we would climb trees, play football and baseball canlı bahis and build forts together to the dismay of my mother, who always longed for a more feminine daughter.

Eddie and I were always getting into trouble at school together, many times beating blackboard dusters out after class or serving detention and writing 200 lines about how we must not do whatever infraction we had committed that day. We were the ones responsible for dubbing our skinny, fussy male sixth grade teacher and the portly, blustering, bad-tempered principal ‘Laurel and Hardy’, nicknames that stuck much to their displeasure.

Out of school we would get into trouble too. One Saturday we spent far too long in the forest together, and returned to find four stern parents waiting for us, my father saying ‘Well, well, well, if it isn’t Dorothy Arnold and Judge Crater.” It was lucky that our parents didn’t know that we had stolen a bottle of beer and drank it while in the woods that day, otherwise we would have been in ten times as much trouble as we were in.

Eddie had most certainly grown into a handsome young man, and as I had grown older I had become increasingly aware of his good looks; his fine physique, his luxurious dark brown hair, smoldering brown eyes and perfect skin. And I got the impression that Eddie found me attractive too. He would look at me in a certain way, a few months ago when he was home he was pruning his parents’ hedge that divided our gardens. It was laundry day, and my bras and my panties were hanging on the line to dry. Bras were a bit of a waste of time and money for me, I struggled to fill an A cup but at the insistence of my mother I wore a brassiere.

I could see that Eddie was most interested in my underwear, casting discrete glances at our washing line clearly liking my white, pink and blue cotton full-brief panties and my bras and this excited me. I could feel in the bra is was wearing my nipples getting hard and tingling, and between my legs the cotton saddle of my panties was getting damp.

Today I could again feel the excitement in my bra and panties as my blue eyes feasted on Eddie’s tall and masculine form, my imagination filling my head with no end of unladylike fantasies. Like most young men, Eddie had enlisted upon turning 18, and was attired in the smart uniform of the US Navy.

Eddie’s summer uniform – a white shirt, trousers and hat with a navy blue tie and shiny black shoes made him even more good looking. Eddie did not seem to have noticed me, and I watched as he fumbled in the bag he was carrying for his house keys as nobody from his family home.

I hadn’t seen Eddie for quite a while, not since the weekend that he was admiring my bras and my panties on the washing line, so quickly forgot all about my window cleaning chores and made my way next door to the Evans house as fast as my bare feet would carry me.

Eddie was absorbed in looking for his keys and did not see or hear me approach, the young sailor only becoming aware of my presence when I said, “Hi Eddie.”

Eddie jumped and turned around, smiling when he saw me. “Oh hi there Sally, I didn’t see you there.”

“Sorry, did I make you jump?”

Eddie laughed. “That’s okay, better you sneaking up behind me than my commanding officer.”

“So, how is life in the Navy?” I asked.

“Good,” said Eddie. He paused and gave me a mischievous smile and a small laugh. “Well good most of the time. There’s rules, lots of rules, so many rules.”

Given Eddie and I had always had problems following rules, I guessed that it would have difficult for him to adjust during his initial training and the routine of the Navy. But it would have been the same if he had joined the Army, Marines or the Air Corps.

“How about you Sally?” Eddie asked. “How is the factory?”

“I like working there,” I said. “It sure beats school.”

“I think anything but prison could beat school,” said Eddie. He laughed, me joining in before he said, “I may be stating the obvious Sally, but its Thursday afternoon. Shouldn’t you be at work now?”

I shook my head. “I’d be at work if I could, but I can’t. I’m sick, I’ve had the measles.”

Eddie looked dismayed, instinctively took a few steps back from me, and then relaxed. “I had measles when I was nine. You can’t catch it twice, can you?”

“No,” I said.

“Sorry to hear you’ve been sick,” said Eddie. “I hope you’re feeling better now. Measles isn’t a nice illness.”

“Much better,” I said. “But I can’t go back to work until Monday, the doctors said I had to keep away from the other girls and not risk passing it on to them. Measles isn’t much fun.”

“No,” Eddie agreed. “So how are you passing the time while you’re off work sick?”

“Oh, just getting bored and getting on my mother’s nerves.”

Eddie laughed. “I hope you and your Mom haven’t been squabbling too much?”

I also laughed. “Oh, just a little bit. Mom’s gone out into town now, I think she wanted to have a break from me.”

Eddie güvenilir bahis got his house keys out and opened the front door. “How about you come in and we can catch up? We haven’t talked in ages, well with me having enlisted, it’s been kind of hard.”

The choice between spending the next hour cleaning more darn windows and spending time with a handsome young sailor who looked so fine in his Navy uniform was an easy one, and I accompanied him into his house.

“Would you like some tea, Sally?” Eddie asked as we went into the kitchen.

“Yes please,” I said, as Eddie put on the kettle and turned on the radio, the sounds of the Andrews Sisters filling the kitchen, a song I particularly liked.

“Your Mom isn’t home?” I asked, as Eddie made the tea.

Eddie shook his head. “No, she’s looking after Doris’s kids. My sister’s got a double shift on the switchboard all day. Mom said she would be back later tonight.”

Turning off the stove after the kettle had boiled, Eddie handed me a cup of tea and took a second for himself, and we went into the living room and sat down next to each other on the couch. A cheerful Glenn Miller instrumental tune was now playing on the radio.

“How long are you on leave for?” I asked.

“Just until Sunday, then I have to report back to base. We set sail on Monday morning. It’s my first deployment at sea.”

“You must be excited,” I said.

Eddie nodded in agreement. “Excited yes, but nervous too.”

“That’s understandable,” I said. “So where are you going?”

“Out into the Atlantic, but unfortunately I can’t say any more. I mean, I don’t think you’d be sending a telegram to Adolf Hitler, Benito Mussolini or the Japanese with this information, but you know how it is.”

“Definitely, and I completely understand,” I agreed. “Loose lips sink ships and all that.”

“We’re always being told that,” said Eddie. “So how are your brothers and sister? I haven’t seen them in ages.”

Eddie and I sat talking about our families with as much information as we knew given my three brothers and Eddie’s brother were all serving overseas, and both our fathers were away doing war work. We were also talking about some of the kids we went to school with, the people I worked with at the factory and some of the guys Eddie had made friends with since enlisting in the Navy.

However, while a casual outsider might simply have seen two friends catching up and talking, they could not have seen what was going on in our heads. I was going wild inside at the sight of handsome Eddie in his white uniform, and while I was wearing basic clothes of short denim overalls and a check shirt, I could see that Eddie was clearly interested in me, although doing his best to hide it.

The way Eddie looked at my chest – not that there was much to see there – and towards my upper thighs it was like he was mentally undressing me. Eddie’s clear interest in me plus my imagination running riot courtesy of his handsome form in his Navy uniform definitely was having an effect on my vagina, and I was squirming on the chair as my clitoris sent waves of pleasure through my feminine areas, and I was getting damp in my panties, and definitely not from sweat on a warm August afternoon.

We were talking once more about Eddie’s upcoming deployment, well as much as he could tell me in the circumstances. But talking was just passing time. I knew what I wanted to be doing, and I was close to 100 percent sure Eddie wanted to be doing the same things with me.

“Well, I don’t think I’d like to be facing German U boats but I have to be honest that I’m a little jealous,” I said. “It would be swell to be out on a ship on the ocean like that. I wish I was in the Navy.”

Eddie shook his head apologetically and smiled. “Sorry Sally, even if you did enlist there you wouldn’t be allowed on a ship in a combat zone. It’s strictly men only. Plus even if you could, I don’t think your Mom would approve.”

I laughed as I finished my tea. “She doesn’t approve of me anyway. So no girls at all when you’re at sea? Just boys.”

“Unfortunately yes,” said Eddie. “At least it’s not like the 17th century where men at sea on sailing ships for nearly a year at a time were lusting over cabin boys and fantasizing that sea cows were mermaids.”

“Thanks for the mental images of that, Eddie,” I said laughing. I put my mischievous look on my face. “So, there’s no chance you could smuggle me on board? My mother is driving me crazy here. I don’t eat much, I’ll be useful and I don’t take up much room.” I indicated my petite, scrawny barefoot form.

Eddie also laughed. “If I did that, I think a dishonorable discharge might be the least of my worries.” He then looked directly at me. “But if I was going to smuggle a girl on board, I would definitely choose you Sally.”

I could see the reasons that Eddie might want me on the Navy vessel with him, and I put a flirty look on my face. “For the cooking, cleaning and laundry no doubt?”

“Maybe, they are girls’ work,” Eddie teased me, knowing how much I disliked ‘women’s work’. “No, I was thinking about some different things.”

I decided to act innocent. “What sort of different things?”

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Rian and Grace

This is the second installment in the series. You really should read “Rian” before reading this. These two stories are my first real attempt at erotic fiction, so please feel free to let me know what you think.

Grace awoke slowly, feeling a strange, warm sensation drifting over her cheekbones, eyes and forehead. Gradually the haziness of sleep cleared and she realized where she was and who she was with. Rian’s naked warmth pressed against her body from chest to feet, and she stretched languidly against him as he kissed her face gently. Her eyes opened slowly, blinking, trying to focus on him in the dim room. She had no idea how long they had slept, entwined like this, but it couldn’t have been more than a couple of hours as it was still dark outside the windows.

She smiled as she remembered the events of the last few hours, how she had touched Rian’s innermost sensitive spot, and his uncontrolled, breathless response to her slightest caress.

“Something amuses you?” Rian asked as he kissed her hair.

“No, I wouldn’t say amused, just a pleasant memory,” she answered, her hands tracing the contours of his muscled shoulders as she stretched up to kiss him on the mouth. He returned the kiss softly, his lips barely brushing hers before his hand came up and cupped her delicate jaw. The kiss deepened, his mouth slanting across hers, his tongue pushing between her lips, sliding over hers. Her hands held the back of his head, holding him to her, silently pleading with him not to stop. She moaned quietly, low in her throat and he broke the kiss off. His head snapped up, his eyes boring into hers.

“Grace, I know you said you were ready to be taken, but I want you to be absolutely sure that it’s really me you want. Not what my father is telling you that you want,” Rian whispered.

“I agree that I never would have come to you yesterday if your father hadn’t demanded it, but I can honestly tell you that I do not regret anything we’ve done up to this point. I see something in your eyes that tells me that you will be patient and gentle with me, I’m not afraid of you, or anything you might decide to do with me. I’ve known since I was a child that you had a noble heart, not like most of the foul-talking warriors you lead. I’m twenty-three years old, Rian, an old spinster by today’s standards. I’m ready for this, and I want you to be the one to teach me,” Grace answered, her eyes never leaving his.

“I wish I was as noble as you give me credit for, Grace. If I was, I would refuse to destroy your maidenhead, but as noble as I am, I am also weak. I’m captivated by your beauty, your innocence. Your hands are magical, your lips are delicious and your body sets mine to flame. I will do this thing you ask of me, but only because we both desire it, and I’m unable to persuade myself not to. I don’t want to cause you pain, but you know I will, do you not, Grace?”

“I’ve bahis siteleri heard of the pain involved with the first coupling. I know you will not cause me any more pain than necessary. As I have said, I’m not afraid of you, or of this,” she answered quietly, sliding her small hand down his torso and grasping his hardening shaft. His breath caught and he groaned softly as his body responded to her touch.

She stroked him gently, his hardness hot and throbbing in her grasp. He stilled her hand by grasping her wrist and ground out, “Easy, Grace, or we’ll have to rest again before we accomplish anything.”

He slowly rolled her onto her back, leaning down to kiss her mouth and neck. His hand cupped her round, firm, breast. His strong fingers caressed the underside before he ran the pad of his index finger over her nipple, causing it to harden. She gasped, experiencing the new sensation. His mouth slowly traveled from her neck, across her chest before he flicked his tongue quickly over her hard nipple. She moaned, her hands grasping his head and holding his mouth against her as he took the tight little pink tip into his mouth, suckling her, and running the edge of his teeth over it. Her back arched, pressing more of her pert breast into his mouth as she moaned deeply. He turned his attention to the other breast, giving it the same attention as the first as his hand slowly traveled the length of her abdomen.

His fingers circled her navel before drifting lower, into her small patch of soft, golden curls. He ran his fingers through them, eliciting another groan from her before his mouth began following the same path as his fingers.

“Open for me, Grace, let me touch you,” he whispered, his hands on her inner thighs, guiding them apart. She allowed her legs to separate, exposing her hot pink center as he finally came to rest between her spread legs.

She felt his fingers separate her small, pink folds and heard his ragged intake of breath. “You are so beautiful Grace, perfectly shaped, almost like a tiny heart. And you’re already wet,” Rian breathed. “I’m going to touch you, I won’t hurt you yet, just enjoy the sensations.”

He slowly ran his index finger over her lips, the slick moisture aiding his movements. She gasped at this new feeling, never having been touched so intimately. She felt a need growing inside her which she didn’t understand. She knew only that Rian’s light touch was exquisite, but not enough to fulfill the growing ache down low, deep within her belly. She heard his light chuckle and his deep, sensuous voice, “Patience, Grace.”

She moaned, still moving her hips against the single finger sliding over her wetness. “Please, Rian…” she gasped.

“Please, Rian, what?” He asked, humor in his voice.

“I don’t know,” she moaned, “Just please…”

He chuckled again, his finger finally running a tight circle around her tiny, swollen canlı bahis little bud. She arched her hips and gasped, “Yes, Rian! Please…” as he continued to caress her.

The intense pleasure was building and Grace felt herself losing control. His finger slowed, barely touching her, and not on the delicious spot that was bringing her so much heavenly torment. “Not yet, sweet. There’s more I want you to experience before you find your release.” He whispered, his lips against her thigh, his slight stubble tickling her skin.

She groaned, a sound of disappointment in her throat. His finger slowly began tracing over her entrance before slipping gently inside. She tensed, another new sensation assaulting her most private area. “Relax, Grace, let me show you.” He whispered against her thigh, as he guided his finger deeper into her hot wetness. He felt her relax and began slowly thrusting in and out of her. She moaned and ground her hips against the bed.

He sped up the pace, and she moaned loudly. He kissed light, feathery kisses up her thigh, before gently blowing a stream of warm air across her engorged clit. She gasped, her hands clutching the sheets. He gently slipped his finger out of her and just as she began to protest, he covered her wetness with his mouth, his tongue seeking and finding that sensitive little nub, sucking and flicking over it. Her fingers tangled in his hair as she thrust her hips upward and exploded, calling out his name.

He continued to lick her, gently, slowly until she calmed, and her hands relaxed in his hair, before moving back up beside her and taking her into his strong arms. Her breath was still coming in ragged, short gasps and her body trembled against him. He softly rubbed her back and kissed her face gently. Slowly, her breathing returned to normal and she lifted her head from his chest to look into his eyes. He smiled at her before kissing her deeply. She could taste her own arousal on his tongue and enjoyed the tangy flavor.

“I had no idea…” she whispered.

“I know. I’m honored to have been the one to teach you pleasure, to give you your first release,” he said, his voice soft. She could feel his manhood pressed into her thigh as he began to kiss her again.

He rolled on top of her gently, his knees easing between hers, spreading her open for him. She wound her arms around his neck pulling his face closer to hers, her tongue teasing his lips. He reached between them and guided the head of his shaft to her tight entrance. He raised his head and looked into her eyes as he began to push forward, she closed her eyes and held her breath, waiting for the inevitable pain.

“No, Grace, look at me. I want to see your eyes when I enter you. Breathe, angel, try to relax,” he whispered. Grace opened her eyes and smiled as she tried to control her breathing.

He slowly began to push forward again, stretching her, causing a hot, burning güvenilir bahis sensation. She gasped, her eyes never leaving his. His hips made a quick, forward thrust and the huge, purple head of his cock broke past her barrier and entered her to the hilt. She screamed and tried to close her legs, push out the intruder. Her hands pushed against his chest as silent tears coursed down her cheeks.

He stilled her hands, gathering her into his arms again. “Shhh, angel, I swear I’ll never hurt you again. Lie still, don’t move or it’ll all be over with before I even get started. You’re so tight and hot around me, I’m close to the edge already.” He whispered against her hair. He gently began to kiss the tears from her face before softly kissing her lips.

As the pain began to ease, she could feel herself stretched around his hard heat. She could feel the veins along his shaft, the throbbing of his heartbeat, filling her wetness.

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes as he began to rock gently, pistoning his cock slowly in and out of her. He felt her body relax, stroking him as he moved within her. She wrapped her legs around him and began to move with him, her moans matching his as they found their rhythm.

He quickly rolled them over, lying on his back as she straddled him, his cock never leaving her. She braced herself with her hands on his chest as she began to lift her hips and ride him. She tossed her head back, savoring the growing ecstasy in her center. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her motion on his cock. He began thrusting deeper, harder up into her as he pulled her down onto him. His hand left her hip and his thumb found her clit, rubbing it in time to his thrusts. She began to lose control, moaning his name as she started to orgasm. Her body tensed and she felt wave after wave of intense pleasure flow through her body, calling out his name over and over, until she was out of breath.

Rian again rolled them over, this time driving into her with full thrusts. He held her tight against his chest as he buried his face in her neck and grunted as his body convulsed with each spurt of cum deep into her wetness.

They lay like that, tangled, sweating and breathing raggedly until they could move. He slowly pulled out of her, noticing the blood, evidence of her virginity coating his cock. He held her close, kissing her face, ears and neck until their breathing relaxed.

She turned her head toward him and smiled, touching his face. The look of concern in his eyes touched her deeply. “It wasn’t too painful, Rian. Well worth it in the end. Thank you,” she whispered softly, her lips touching his.

“I’m glad you’re not angry with me. I lost control and wasn’t as gentle as I thought I should be. And besides that, there’s another problem,” he said, worry showing in his features.

“You were gentle when you needed to be. There was very little pain after the initial penetration. What other problem?” She asked, fear in her voice.

He cupped her face in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes, “I can’t let you go, ever . . .” he whispered as his face tilted towards hers.

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This is the true story of how I was pushed and seduced into losing my virginity. I have a good amount of background info – feel free to scroll down if you just want to read about the action.

This story takes place in the summer right after I graduated high school. I had just turned 18, as I had a summer birthday.

Growing up, my parents would always drag me and my 3 brothers to church functions. We, for the most hated it.

Our home life was quite turbulent in those years because my Mom was in the middle of a mental breakdown. In her struggle with mental illness she had turned explosively angry and verbally/emotionally abusive to everyone around her. It was incredibly draining dealing with her every day, and the last thing we wanted to do on the weekend was spend it at our stuffy church.

Going from her episodes directly to a place that was supposed to be spiritual went together about as well as toothpaste and orange juice. It felt really two faced having to go there and pretending everything was alright when it wasn’t.

That all changed around age 16 for me. I had discovered youth group. At my high school I didn’t have any tight friendships. I turned introverted and just wanted to survive it. I didn’t do well in school due to having untreated ADHD.

Those youth group activities were really good for me at the time. It was a very emotionally safe place to be, and everyone in the group honestly loved me. I was actually popular there, the direct opposite of my experience in school.

One thing was bothering me, though. My friend Jasmine I had grown up knowing had turned fairly hyper sexual. She would always do inappropriate things at the group activities, bringing up the subject of sex whenever adults weren’t around. One time at an event in a hotel she yelled out “don’t look back!” as I left her hotel room. I responded with “ok” and didn’t look. I knew what she was doing – she undoubtedly had stripped her shirt off and was going to claim it was an “accident”. I had turned into something of a true believer, and did NOT approve.

I called her out on it once, and she had an interesting response – ” you know, there are good reasons for that…” I never found out exactly what she meant, but I guessed it was some kind of sexual molestation in her past that made her act so hyper sexual.

I had turned into something of a social butterfly by then. I had a really awkward transition into adolescence complete with peach fuzz and bad acne. I hated the way I looked. That all changed for me senior year. I had somehow come out the other side and turned hot. I was slim and toned from playing in my soccer league. I started to get compliments fairly often, like being told I looked kind of like Leonardo Dicaprio. I was 6 foot and athletic looking, with green eyes and longish blonde hair.

Given that background, I would definitely describe myself at the time as “hot and doesn’t know it”. Jasmine, on the other hand, was a bigger girl, with a good amount of extra weight at the time. She was persian, but had really light skin, making her look more like a white girl. She had a pleasant and sweet face and absolutely HUGE boobs. I’ve always been a breast man and I would guiltily masturbate thinking about those humungous boobs.

Jasmine started acting strange around me. She became really vigilant about the other girls in the group, picking up on the fact that I had a crush on some of them. She would always disparage them to try to check my interest. Basically patrolling my interests.

After graduation, Jasmine started to tag along any time me and my group of friends got together. Thing is, she had continually pissed me off and made me irritable over the last year. She constantly told me I must be gay. I definitely wasn’t, I was just trying to stick to my beliefs on chastity. She would, without any tact or humor badger me and test my limits. She also took any opportunity to touch me, like pretending to “keep me safe” by throwing her arm across my chest whenever the car stopped short. Basically copping a feel. I got to the point where I just didn’t want to deal with her at all. Secretly, I thought about how ironic her behavior was, since I knew she might have a chance with me if she wasn’t so mean to me all the time.

She was not the most subtle person in the world.

Of course in retrospect, the reason she was always so abrasive and obnoxious was because she liked me. She was basically on the level of middle school boys, being mean to the girls they liked because they didn’t know what else to do.

At one point, we were at a friend’s house watching some anime. The setup of the room was that there was a top bunk bed with no bed underneath it. My little brother, who was still really young at the time, was on the top bunk. Jasmine had managed to maneuver things so that we sat next to each other on the floor underneath the bed.

I felt resigned – she was inserting herself into everything, but at least she wasn’t bahis siteleri being abrasive at the time.

She showed signs of excitement, breathing quickly and with a flushed face.

I don’t know what possessed me, but as I sat close to her with my arms crossed, I stared to kind of ripple my fingers along the side of her breast. I guess I was worn out by trying to be a chaste angel, and by her constant pursuit. I was 18, and my sex drive was through the roof.

She got more excited, grabbing my face and saying “you’re so bad” and started to kiss me intensely. I was a little surprised, since – with my dumb teen reasoning – I had convinced myself that she probably couldn’t feel my subtle touch through her shirt. As we kissed, she reached down and stroked my hard on through my jeans. My poor little brother. He couldn’t see us from where he was, but he knew something was up from the way we were acting strangely.

After that, the floodgates were basically open regarding sex. Neither of us could hold back any more. (Not that she ever did, lol). I had to masturbate non-stop thinking about my first encounter with breasts. Huge breasts, at that.

A few days later, we told both sets of our parents we were going to see a movie. This bought us a few hours to play.

We were both very excited as soon as we got in her car. Neither one of us said anything about it, but we ended up in an empty parking lot and started to make out again.

As we kissed, I started to caress those giant breasts over her shirt, barely restrained by shirt or bra. I pulled her shirt up as I licked her neck and sucked her earlobe. She was panting and flushed.

I’ll never forget what happened next – I sat back in my seat and watched her expectantly. She hesitated, sighed, and then undid her bra slowly, letting the white fabric with big impressive cups fall to her lap. Somehow, I knew instinctively how to act to get her to the next stage. She was finally acting shy, probably lacking confidence about her body since she was on the bigger side.

I immediately went crazy on her, licking and sucking her exposed tits. I was so busy sucking on them that I initially didn’t really even see what they looked like. Once I did, they looked perfect to my horny teenage eyes. Her big 18 year old tits were extremely full and round, but – as only young tits can be – still perky, not saggy at all. They were light skinned, a beautiful cream color, with surprisingly small and delicate nipples. She began stroking my extremely hard cock through my jeans as I orally went crazy on her tits. Her skin was flushed and her head was thrown back, obviously enjoying my attentions.

After a few minutes of celebrating my first contact with breasts, I once again leaned back in the passenger seat and made eye contact with her for a bit. I somehow knew what was coming without either of us saying a word. She leaned over in her seat and undid my jeans. I helped her slide them down my legs. She unexpectedly pulled the lever on my seat to recline it, so I was half laid back. She wanted full access to my dick. With my hard cock now free, she went down on me pretty much instantly.

I was in heaven. Hyper attuned to my senses, I noticed that her mouth felt velvety soft, and there were parts of my penis that felt extremely nice when the ring of her lips passed over them. It was kind of surreal, in the best way possible.

I’d had an almost obsessive fascination with blowjobs ever since I’d begun to masturbate. I thought about them every time I jerked off. Now I finally got to see what a real blowjob was like.

I was extremely excited, but I also felt strangely passive. I was in her car, in the passenger’s seat. She had determined my body position and the only thing left for me to do was look down at the back of her bobbing head, sit back and let her suck my cock for the first time. I caressed her still exposed breasts as she sucked me, and she briefly came up for air, smiling, and accused me of trying to distract her from her job.

I got sucked for about 20-25 minutes before she had to stop. I have always been the opposite of someone who prematurely ejaculates, and this was her first time sucking dick. It felt awesome, but she didn’t know the tricks I use to bring on an orgasm. So, I didn’t come.

She had to stop because she was already really late for her curfew, and her parents might take away her car privileges if she didn’t get home fast.

The interesting part was that the whole time she was very sincere and apologetic about not finishing me. She apologized so profusely that I knew she considered it her mission in life to service me to completion. I, of course, required no apology from her for letting me play with her boobs and sucking my dick. I apparently wasn’t the only one with a blowjob fixation. Even though I didn’t come, it honestly had felt fantastic – maybe even better than an orgasm, because I liked having her wet, warm mouth on me for that long. I feel canlı bahis siteleri like, if it wasn’t for her curfew, I would have been sucked on for an hour if necessary.

Predictably, we hooked up every chance we managed to sneak it. She seemed to always be fine with sucking my cock, and that was the main activity we engaged in besides making out. She sucked me in her car, having to peel out as a suburban family realized what we were doing in front of their house. In parking lots, where we could find them empty enough. She was definitely an exhibitionist, sucking me as my Mom came to pick me up – I had to beg her to stop before we got caught. In my room while my whole family got ready for dinner – my Mom knocked repeatedly on my locked door while I had my cock in Jasmine’s mouth – Mom knew something was going on, but we never got caught directly by her.

Whatever her reasons, Jasmine obviously wanted to get caught with my dick in her mouth. Maybe she thought it would legitimize us as boyfriend and girlfriend, with no turning back.

After a little bit of this pattern, I grew more and more ashamed of myself. I was acting on my ravenous teen urges without restraint – something I had sworn not to do. Before Jasmine managed to push her way into my pants, I had actually been successful in slowing or even stopping masturbating, and swearing off of porn completely. I felt pride at exercising my will so successfully to prove my devotion to my faith. My self esteem actually rose considerably while I had control over my urges.

However, I couldn’t make myself stop. It got to the point where I couldn’t even be around Jasmine with other people around, because I had an automatic huge stiffy as soon as I was around her.

Thing is, despite the frequency of our stolen minutes of her sucking me, she still hadn’t been able to make me come. It always felt amazing being in her mouth, but we didn’t ever have a lot of time to make it happen. She was also still learning how to suck me off the best, and I always take a long time to come.

I let this continue because I was chasing that orgasm I’d been denied so far. I wanted to come in her mouth so badly. Every night, I furiously masturbated thinking about her lips sliding down my cock. I’d finally gotten a chance to watch her suck it, and it looked so good to me it was unreal.

Finally, the guilt got to me. At first, I felt like the fucking man for getting my dick worshipped constantly. Over the course of a few weeks, though, I slipped into a very dark mood filled with depression and anger. I’d turned into a hypocrite the first opportunity I had to get my dick wet. I blamed her for constantly chasing me and trying to interject sex into everything. She had made the same no-sex-till-marriage commitment that I had, but she in no way followed it. I was also rather disgusted with myself for letting her “win” and get what she wanted out of me despite treating me like crap for a while.

After the next BJ session, I told her we had to stop and it was wrong and making me feel bad. I was pretty moody. Besides, that orgasm I was chasing so hard had never manifested.

She called me the next day and said we could stop all the sex stuff if I wanted, and asked if I just wanted to be boyfriend and girlfriend openly. I remember playing a video game while talking with her, mood as black as ever, and just coldly said “no”. And that was that.

Oh, religion. You have a lot to answer for.

Two weeks went by, and I was still angry at myself and her over what we’d done. No matter what happened next, there was no unringing that bell.

Out of disgust with myself, I didn’t masturbate at all in that two weeks. It was the most fitting punishment I could think of. This didn’t exactly improve my mood, haha.

My group of friends got together at that time, at my buddy Matt’s place. The same small apartment where we had made out for the first time. Jasmine was there, along with four of my other friends. I was still in a really dark place being around Jasmine again. I kind of hated her for teasing me, marking her territory with me, clumsily pushing me towards sex, and then seducing me.

Feeling really tight and angry, I left Matt’s bedroom where everyone was hanging out and went to sit on the couch alone to glare out the window alone. Matt’s apartment was really small, with just Matt’s compact room and the small living room usable.

Unexpectedly, Jasmine followed me out to the couch. This wasn’t what I wanted, but I also didn’t really care. Seeing her or not seeing her didn’t erase my sin. We didn’t exchange any words, I just continued to brood looking out the window.

Still silent, she scooted over on the couch and started to take my pants off. She must have thought that I’d left Matt’s room to sneak some intimate time in. I hadn’t masturbated in two weeks, and also never got to come from her blowjobs. With no words, I lifted my hips and just let it happen.

Matt and several canlı bahis of my friends were basically within 3 feet of where this was happening, with only a thin wall separating us from them. I honestly don’t know why I went along with it, except that I was completely sex starved. And still obsessed with getting my rocks off to oral.

As soon as she started, I lost all ability to resist. It felt incredible. I was forced to close my eyes from how intensely good it felt. I was a very horny teenager who hadn’t relieved himself for two weeks and had come away frustrated from not being able to come.

From the limited peeks I managed to take between closing my eyes in overwhelming pleasure at getting my cock sucked nearly, I saw that Jasmine had been practicing. She’d used those weeks to teach herself to deepthroat.

It felt absolutely incredible. I really don’t have the words to describe it adequately. I had never felt anything close to it, as she bobbed up and down my shaft, taking the head into her throat. She was incredibly good at it, not gagging at all and sucking it rapidly into her mouth and throat. She sucked it like a starving man gulping down food, like it was her one mission in life, and she’d come well prepared to do it.

I don’t really know how much time passed, as the feelings from my cock was my whole world. However, I did hear Matt ask someone where Jasmine and I had gone. My other friend George, who was always a little bit different and awkward socially said “oh, they’re in the other room getting it on”. Shit. There was no stopping, though.

I actually felt my pent up cum rising in my shaft as the pleasure turned overwhelming. About a minute after hearing my friends ask where we were, I finally came, deep into Jasmine’s hungry mouth.

It was an avalanche. My cum was absolutely volcanic, the way that only a young and sexually starved male can. It seemed to last forever, jet after jet. I lost all track of where I was and what was going on in the bliss. Somewhat unfortunately, I’d been forced by the intensity of the pleasure that I had to keep my eyes squeezed shut while I came. I wish I could have watched while her mouth fill up with my seed. When she’d started to suck me, I’d had some plan to dash into the kitchen and get some paper towels to clean up the mess.

However, when I opened my eyes, I saw that there was no need to clean anything. Somehow, she’d taken every drop of my cum in her mouth. It was so intense that when I opened my eyes my vision was blurred, with black “floaters” everywhere. I frantically pulled my pants back on and zipped them up seconds before my friends walked into the living room. George said “see? Told you they were getting it on out here.”

I tried to stand up casually, but when I did I was dizzy from the intensity of the biggest orgasm of my life. I literally had trouble keeping my balance. All I could manage was to put my hands on George’s shoulders and say “George… just no”. Thing is, George was always saying weird stuff like that, and that was usually how we responded. I’d had my eyes squeezed shut the whole time, but I’m pretty sure he must have walked out of Matt’s bedroom and saw us. Then shrugged his shoulders as if it was normal and went back in the other room.

I saw that Jasmine was now standing up too, joining the circle of us standing around the couch I had just gotten sucked off on. I noticed that her cheeks were, honest to God, bulging out noticeably. Her mouth was so full of my cum that you could actually see it from the outside. As the group started talking about what to do next, all she could manage to do was go “ummm hmmm. Mmmm” in response to people’s questions. She was totally unable to open her bulging, cum filled mouth.

After a minute, she went to the bathroom, presumably to spit out the huge volume of semen in her mouth. I guess she hadn’t had any practice in swallowing it, or possibly her mouth was too full of cum to swallow.

To make a very long story short, that incident kind of broke me. Now that we had taken our fooling around to completion, I basically was forced to reevaluate my priorities. I concluded that we were far from the only teens who had ended up getting sexual despite their beliefs. And that there are definitely worse sins. Besides, after that had happened there was simply no way I could stay away from what I had just discovered.

To those who are wondering, yes, I’m aware that I was a very selfish lover. Part of me thought that it was a decent way to get even with her for being such a dick to me before we hooked up. And yes, I ended up getting her off with my fingers several times. Being inexperienced, I wasn’t sure how I felt about licking pussy, so that didn’t happen that summer. Besides, being as self conscious as she was about her body, she tended to steer away from that kind of thing.

I left the state on a volunteer mission just 3 weeks later. Before I left, though, we’d started fucking, finally taking each other’s cherry. It was good, although not the best I’d ever have because neither one of us knew what we were doing. Condoms in particular seemed to throw me off, since it already takes a lot of stimulation to make me cum.

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“Let me get that for you sir,” Jane, the stewardess, said as she reached over my seat and grabbed a Coke can that the person sitting next to me left behind as they went to the bathroom.

“Oh, that’s fine I can get it for you.” I said, turning towards the seat to grab the can but she already had it and was getting up when all of a sudden turbulence hit.

When the turbulence hit, she wasn’t prepared for it. I was also not prepared for what she used to brace herself. She fell forward shooting her hands out to try and find something to grab a hold of, and the thing she found was my thighs. I was shocked, not only shocked from her grabbing a hold of my thighs, but more from the electricity that shot through my body from the feel of her hands holding onto my thighs only inches from my crotch. I could feel the blood start to flow to my cock and feel it start to swell.

I started to notice that she wasn’t moving her hands and the turbulence had stopped a minute ago. I was starting to get a tent in my pants, so I looked up and said to her, “Umm I think the turbulence stopped.”

“Oh sorry, I was just wanted to make sure the turbulence was over for sure before I got up.” She replied before she walked away, but I could have sworn she let her hand drag across my crotch on purpose. I could also have sworn I saw her smirk at me.

I wasn’t 100% sure that she really had done that, or whether I was just imagining it all. I mean I was a virgin, have always had a low self esteem, and been shy. I couldn’t believe that a woman as beautiful as Jane would do that to me. I had noticed Jane when I got on the plane and as she had been serving me. She was about 35 I would guess, standing at 5’5″ with long brown hair, green eyes, a nice full set of breasts and had long slender legs with an hourglass frame. She was wearing a blouse with a little cleavage, and her skirt was raised about 2 inches above the knee giving a great, enticing view of her silky smooth legs.

I stand at about 5’8″ with short brown hair, blue eyes, and an average build with a 6 inch cock when erect. I was a big kid when I was younger, and had only just started losing weight and getting in shape which I attribute my low self-esteem to. I had also always been shy never having too many friends and never having had any girlfriend or even kissed a girl.

I shook my head, clearing it of all of this, and turned back into my seat to continue watching the movie that was on the TV in the front of the plane.

I got so engrossed in the movie that I didn’t even notice that the person sitting next to me was back until she asked, “Excuse me, can I get through?”

I have to admit Jane was not the only beautiful woman on the plane, there was also the woman sitting next to me who seemed to be about my age. She seemed about my height with long blonde hair, beautiful deep blue eyes, with big beautiful breasts, a more curvaceous body than Jane, and thicker but just as silky smooth and sexy legs. She was wearing a blouse with a plunging neckline showing off her deep sexy cleavage, a miniskirt exposing her sexy thick legs and some sexy open toed heels.

“Oh, I am sorry.” I said as I sat back up into my seat.

“It’s ok.” She answered as she turned sideways with her ass facing me as she scooted into our aisle.

She was right in front of me just as it happened to Jane, turbulence hit and just as before with Jane neither of us was suspecting it. Unlike before though she had a place to hang onto, but her body was free to move around. She grabbed onto the head rest in front of me, but her body moved back and her back arched, her ass raised up exposing sexy g-string covered ass. The turbulence was getting bad. She lost her grip and fell back, which connected her pussy with my nose. Even though I am a virgin I had for years been watching porn and reading stories about sex, so I knew that the moisture I felt on my nose was pussy juice. I inhaled the scent and was getting entranced by it. I was enjoying the contact when all of a sudden the turbulence stopped.

She moved over to her seat and turned around, looked at me and said, “Oh my god, I am so sorry Ha ha. Um here, let me get that canlı bahis for you.” As she reached up and wiped her pussy juices off of my nose.

“Ha ha, thanks, well that is one for the books.” I said as I looked over at her and just couldn’t believe what happened with me, especially with a woman as beautiful as her.

“Oh my, now what am I going to do with this?” She asked herself as she looked down at her juice covered finger, before she just shrugged her shoulders and moved her finger into her mouth and sucked off the juices.

I just stared at her with my mouth wide open in amazement because of what she just did before. She noticed I was staring, and with what I thought had a hint of a smirk behind it, apologized. “Sorry about that. I hope that didn’t gross you out or anything.”

“Oh, no of course not, I mean it was actually kind of hot. Oh my god! I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to say that,” I turned my head to hide my embarrassment and cherry red cheeks.

“That is completely fine, don’t be sorry. To be honest, it is actually flattering that you think that was hot.” She said as she reached over and touched my arm. “My name is Susan,” She took the hand from my arm and held it out for a shake. “But you can call me Susy.”

“Oh, ugh, my name is Scott,” I turned back around and shook her hand. “Sorry I am a little nervous.”

“Aww, that’s so cute! There is no need to by shy.” She said as she started to rub my arm.

The feel of her soft skin touching my arm sent electricity throughout my body, and I could feel the blood from my body start to flow into my cock making it swell.

“So what do we have here?” She looked down at the tent forming in my pants.

“Oh, umm, oh shit, I am so sorry,” I started to say before she interrupted me.

“No don’t worry. I guess I can’t blame you for what I did in front of you, and to tell you the truth it is really hot and flattering that that was all because of me.”

“Well I mean you are such a beautiful woman and after all that just happened I can’t control myself.” I said to her as my cheeks turned beet red.

“Well, I am sure glad you can’t.” She said as she slid her hand down to my knee, ran it up to my crotch, and started to rub my cock through my pants.

“Whoa, whoa, I don’t think we should be doing this,” I said as I pushed her hand away from my crotch.

“Oh, you are right! Here let’s do this.” She reached under her seat and grabbed her blanket and laid it on top of both of our laps.

She slid her left hand under the blanket and placed it on my right knee. I could feel the electricity just from her light touch flow through my body, and it only increased as she started to slide farther up my leg closer to my crotch. I was about to tell her to stop but she brought her right index finger up to her lips to tell me to be quiet.

She leaned in really close to me and whispered into my ear, causing my body to tingle and blood start to flow to my cock. “Shh, just sit back, relax, and enjoy.” Just as her hand got to my crotch, she started rubbing my cock through my pants.

“Oh my, looks like you are already enjoying it.” She whispered into my ear, making more blood to flow to my cock, making it jump.

“I can’t help it you are getting me so turned on, and hard.” I said through groans as I let my head fall back into the seat. She continued to rub my cock through my pants.

Thankfully, we were both at the back of the flight on the right corner. The plane was full, but the other people in our row were all up walking around the plane so nobody was in the back to see what we were doing. The flight was a long one since we were on our way to Bermuda from Los Angeles.

I just sat back, enjoying her rubbing my cock. I didn’t even notice her unbuttoning my pants until she was halfway through unzipping them. I shot up and looked at her. “What are you doing? Is there anybody around?”

“Ha Ha, don’t worry, everyone else is up and about the plane. We have the back all to ourselves.” She said as she looked at me and smiled, as she reached into the hole in my boxers wrapping her warm hand around my cock.

I groaned as she pulled my cock out from my pants under the sheet. I was about to stop her, bahis siteleri since at any moment someone could walk back to their seat or to the back of the plane and find us, but I was so turned on I was enjoying it, what I would say is a ‘sexual awakening’, so much that nothing was going to stop me now.

I was enjoying the new, exciting sensation of having a woman’s soft, silky smooth, warm hands slide up and down my cock slowly while I just lay back and enjoy it. I was almost in a trance from the pleasure she was giving me as she stroked, but was broken out of it when I felt her stop and grab my hand with hers and guide it under the blanket. I wasn’t sure what she was going to have me do until I felt her let go of my hand on her pants.

I looked at her with a confused face, but she just giggled and said, “I would like some pleasure too if you don’t mind.”

“Oh my god, I am so sorry, it is just I have never done anything like this before, and I just got lost in the sensation.” I said as I started to unbutton her pants and unzip them.

“You really have never done anything like this before?” She asked, looking at me with an honestly confused face.

“No I haven’t. I hope that is ok with you,” I said stopping halfway pulling her zipper down.

“Of course I don’t mind. I would be honored if you would allow me to teach you.” She replied smiling at me with a sort of hopeful look on her face.

“I would love it if you would teach me; I want to learn it all.” I said with a huge grin on my face.

“Good, glad to hear it. Now first I want you to slide your hand under my panties and just feel around and get to know the outside of my pussy first,” She reached back around and started to slowly stroke my cock like before.

I did not have to be asked twice. I slid my hand slowly down her open pants under her panties. I let my hands slide down starting to explore around her crotch, firstly noticing that she was shaved smooth which is what I always thought was hot. Then I felt a hard nub at the top which, thanks to my anatomy classes and guy talk, I knew was the clit. I knew that it was the most sensitive area on a woman’s body, so I rubbed it a little making her moan. She stopped stroking my cock for a few seconds before I moved making her start again. As I continued exploring I could start to feel heat radiating from her pussy just before my fingers met her slit, I could feel the moisture seeping out from her pussy.

She was so engrossed in stroking my cock and enjoying the sensation of my hand exploring her pussy, she didn’t tell me what to do next. So, I decided to explore the inside of her pussy. I slid my index finger deep in her pussy slowly. The soft, wet feel of her insides was like nothing I had ever experience before. I felt like I could explore down there forever!

“Mmm, are you sure you haven’t done this before?” She asked me as she turned and smiled at me.

“No I haven’t.” I looked at her as I continued to slowly finger fuck her pussy.

“Well, you sure seem to know what you are doing.” She moved her head against the head rest and let out a small moan.

“Um, I have something I would like to ask, but I hope it isn’t to forward.” I wearily said, as I let my finger linger in her pussy as I waited for a response.

“What would you like to ask me?” She asked me inquisitively. She came back to reality since I had stopped fingering her.

“I have read about it a lot, and have seen it done in a lot of movies. I was wondering if you would mind if I performed oral sex on you.” I asked very nervously, hoping I had not stepped over the line.

“You mean you would want to eat my pussy?” She asked me back an almost disgusted tone.

“Yes, I would really like to eat your pussy.” I said, cowering in fear of her possibly getting angry.

“Of course you can eat my pussy!” She replied quickly, changing her face from anger to excitement.

“Oh good, you scared me for a second, I thought you were going to get angry at me.” I said smiling at her.

“Ha ha, I am glad to hear you want to do it actually. Most guys don’t like to do it. Now since you are new at it, I will let you explore a little and give you some pointers on the way. But first let’s get canlı bahis siteleri set up here in case someone walks by.”

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, mesmerized by finally seeing a woman undress in front of me.

“Go ahead and grab another one of the blankets for me.” She said as she was pulling her pants and panties down.

I turned just as she pulled her pants and panties down, so when I turned back after finding a blanket, I couldn’t take my eyes off the gorgeous, shaved, wet pussy I saw in front of me.

“Do you think it looks good?” She was smiling at my obvious memorization.

“Oh my god, it looks amazing. It looks really sexy, and um…” I started to say before I felt shy.

“It looks sexy and what?” She asked, loving my obvious desire for her pussy.

“It looks so tasty.” I finally was able to blurt out, after accepting that I needed to go with the flow, and it was now or never.

“Well how about you get down here and have a taste.” She spread her legs apart as she moved the armrest separating us up.

“Sure thing!” I snaked my tongue out as I lowered my head toward her pussy.

I could feel heat emanating from her pussy as I finally got close to her. I could feel her body shake a little as my tongue came into contact with her clit tasting her sweet juices.

“Did I do something wrong?” I asked, worried because she had started to shake.

“Mmm, no you didn’t, it just felt so good. Please keep doing it.” She placed her hand on my head and guided it back down to her pussy.

I let her guide me back down to her pussy and started to continue to lick her clit as I felt the blanket fall over my head.

“Don’t worry; I am just doing it just in case somebody walks by.” I heard her say in between moans.

I was so busy enjoying the taste and the satisfaction of making a woman moan for the first time that I didn’t even really take in what she was saying. I continued to lick her clit as I took a finger and slowly rubbed it up and down her slit, before I slid it in deep. I left my finger still in her pussy taking in the amazing feel of her wet pussy.

“Oh fuck, your finger feels so good in my pussy. Please start fucking me with it.” She begged in between low groans and grunts.

I was happy to oblige her request. I was amazed by the pleasure I was able to give her just from some simple licking. I continued to move my finger slowly, then going faster ’til I could hear squishing noises from her wet pussy.

I was so lost in my amazement of the pleasure I was giving her, and the sweet taste of her pussy, that I didn’t hear the flight attendant clearing her throat to get my attention, so she had to tap my head.

I slid my finger out of Susy’s pussy, and slid my head out from under the blanket. I almost had a heart attack when I saw the flight attendant. “I, um, oh god, um, I am so sorry. Oh god, this is so embarrassing.”

Susy, I think was so shocked at being caught that her mouth was open, but no words were coming out. Jane, the flight attendant that helped me before, was the one who interrupted us, but the weird thing was that she didn’t seem mad but she actually had a smile on her face.

“May I have a taste of those?” She asked as she pointed at my finger.

“Um, yeah sure, I guess.” I said as I raised my hand up to her face.

She took my hand and brought it to her face, slowly slid her tongue out and slid it all around my finger before she slowly slid it into her mouth. “Mmm, you sure taste good sweetie.” She said looking at Susy and then turned to me and looked down at my groin and said, “And you sure seem to be having fun as much as she appears to be.”

Neither Susy nor I could believe what we were hearing. Jane could see we were both in shock but she also seemed to be enjoying it. “I would love to join you guys for some fun, but I don’t get a break for another twenty minutes. The dinner service is about to start so people are going to be moving back and forth past you. Thankfully, the flight attendants have our own little sleeping quarters in the back of the room. You guys can go there and start having fun and I will be there soon.”

Susy didn’t need to be told twice. She threw the blanket on the seat next to her and pulled her pants back up. She grabbed my hand, almost yanking me in the direction of the spare room.

This is turning into a flight to remember…

Thanks for reading my story. I hope you all enjoyed.

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