Young Lusty Teens

Her shaved snatch licked and fucked by a big dick

I am going to lose my cherry.

I am Jayalaxmi. This is a start of a series involving me and my escapades.

My overall story is a wierd one it is all about how a conservative young Brahmin girl became a sex bomb and a socialite moulded into sex and everything around offering sexual excitement.

It all began in a year when I was just 18 years old- budding young college girl whose breasts were grown well enough and were shooting out with hair on the cuntal surroundings still a virginal bush- hadn t started to shave yet.

My father used to work for the Railways and I was the younger of the two sisters.

We were in Kakinada a small town in Andhra on the southern coast of India. I used to wear half sarees over a colourful petticoat and would wear neat silky blouses with touchy touchy slips inside. My boobs were very handful sexy at that time and they had the necessary effect on men.

The place where we used to stay was a kind of big house divided into 3 partitions the middle portion was occupied by the owners (5 brothers - all married excepting for the last 2 - Bhagwan and Pandu) and the other side by another tenant ( a young couple). The back yard of the house was common and there was a small cowshed - not in use any more. The bathrooms were uncovered and no roof barely concealed within a mud wall. The lavatories were common and just 2 in number. There was a common water pump for all the people near to the bathrooms and all of us would fill water and take it for whatever it was needed .

Bhagwan was a ugly looking fellow in his twenties those days and used to eye me lewdly. I never understood in those days what it meant but surely it was enough to make my pussy tingle and make my nipple harden. It was now that I realize how much he was in hunger for my body. I used to get up early in the morning to prepare myself for the college and he would be up and waiting near the hand pump and try and touch me wherever possible. I never minded his advances but one day my mother noticed it and admonished me about being any where near to him.

She also spoke to him and counselled him for his age and told him to behave himself.

Bhagwan became okay for some days- but he had ignited the seed of pleasure within me. I wanted him to feel me and make me feel happy and of course though not very knowledgeable about sex I knew it to be a pleasurable act. I had seen my mother and father enjoying sometimes and been privy to their bed creaking in the middle of the night.

One day it happened - my mother and sister had to go out with the owners wives for a function and only the mother of all brothers(owners) was at home. Bhagwan was with my father playing chess and after some time my father went away to the station for his night duty. Bhagwan saw his chance and went into the cowshed and called me over there. The moment I entered the cowshed Bhagwan who was a short statured guy pounced on me and remove my short saree leaving me on the dry grass only in my petticoat and silk blouse.

Don t be silly I giggled feeling his hand cupping my full tit through the thin material of my blouse.

I was not used to all this and it was my first time with a man. I did not know what this is going to do to me - but I was enjoying it all. I was not wearing a bra and really quivered with joy as he grasped my lush tits tenderly teasing and squeezing the erect nipples between his fingers. As he gently toyed with the sensitive titty-buds through the silky cloth I suddenly started to ground my smoldering crotch up against his.

This was something I d never done before and it was wildly erotic to feel his cock throbbing through our clothes against my pussy once more giving me that wild desire to touch his prick.

Oh Bhagwan I whispered that evening alone with him in the cowshed with his mother inside their house.

I groaned very weakly when he forced me down to lie on the grass mat and shoved his thick middle finger on my crotch putting his hands through under the petticoat over my feet and legs I was not wearing any covering over the pussy and could just manage to utter Please don t touch me down there.

Please don t I continued arguing feebly writhing my body up against him as I felt his blunt finger easing into the piping hotness of my young cunt.My entire body was quivering with excitement as the invading finger slithered farther up into the hot slickness of the hot twat.

Oh you shouldn t I whispered clinging tightly to Bhagwan when he began rhythmically pumping his finger in and out between the juicy folds of my hot dripping cuntlips. That isn t nice. I said opening my mouth and looking into his eyes dreamily.

Bhagwan put his other hand on my mouth and inserted a finger in between my teeth But I ll bet it feels good he panted excitedly.

I was exhilirated and excited beyond control and giggled It does grinding my twat around his finger.

But we shouldn t be doing this. I tried to caution him vainly.

Removing his finger from my slippery pussy he hooked his thumbs into the waist rope of my petticoat and when I obligingly arched my hips up he undid the knot and pulled them down over my ass and hips dropping them onto the floor.

I couldn t understand why I d allowed him to do it let alone assisting him but when my little virginal cunt was fully exposed a delicious thrill raced through my loins. This was the first time a boy had ever gazed at my twat and I was finding it extremely exciting.

Oh Bhagwan I sobbed when he began thrusting his finger in and out of the sexy juicy young slit. That feels good.

He was pretty old and later I learnt that he was used to sleeping with prostitutes so I was a fresh one for him. He asked me How do you like this? grinning as he began lightly to rub my clit.

I had no option but to shriek and shout Oh God! I love it! I love it!

Knowing that I was an inexperienced girl and was on the verge of a wild climax he removed his finger from the clit to postpone my orgasm and then he plunged it deep into the clinging hotness of my dripping cunt. I knew it was wrong but it was bringing me more intense pleasure than I d ever experienced.

In the cool confines of my bed I had occasionally fingered myself off but it was nothing compared to this.

Bhagwan continued his delicious thrusts and finally I lost all shame.

I spread my lovely thighs as far as possible giving him complete access to the hot dripping slit.

Oh lover! I cried out loudly when the delicious ecstasy mounted in my flaming loins. It s so good … so good!

Because of my infrequent experiences with masturbation I realized how rapidly I was approaching an orgasm.

Grasping him tightly in my arms I covered his lips with my hot open mouth. Our slippery tongues passionately entwined as I further opened my thighs even wider so as not to obstruct the delicious strokes of his juice-coated finger.

I was out of control Oh God! I panted. Faster my love faster!

I was now frantically grinding my loins up to meet every lusty plunge of Bhagwan s middle finger as my naked little ass writhed around on the grassy cushion in wild little circles the joy increasing through my entire body.

Oh Bhagwan! I screamed grasping at his hard cock through the material of his lungi (dress wear in South India). I m going to erupt darling! Something is happening to me something is coming out of my cunt come come come!

Bhagwan was a clever bastard Good! he panted vigorously rubbing my pussy all over. Let yourself go! he whispered into my ears starting to eat my lovely lips with his ugly mouth.

I removed his mouth from my lips and Ooooooooooh Maaaaaaaaaaa! I cried out and my entire young body trembled with the wild spasms of a violent orgasm. I m coming! Coming! COMING!

It was several moments before I finally gained control of myself.

Oh God Krishna I whispered still clinging to Bhagwan s hard cock through his lungi . I ve never felt anything so neat.

Feeling his thick rod throbbing against her hand through his lungi I once more had a wild desire to see and touch his lingam (naked dong).

Bh-Bhagwan I stammered. May I see your lingam?

What? he gasped Bhagwan was unable to believe that I would ask such a question.

May I see your lingam? I repeated.

My eyes were amazed when they first focussed on his shiny cockhead and then traveled down the thickness of his throbbing shaft to the dirty balls that were covered with a growth of dark crinkly hair.

I had a general idea of what I was going to see but the shape of his prick thoroughly shocked me. Staring at it I couldn t imagine how anything that size could ever fit into a pussy.

Touch it he encouraged me sitting down on the dry grass beside me his growing cock spearing up from between his legs.

I was totally mesmerised and when timidly I made no move Bhagwan tenderly took my hand and wrapped my fingers around the hard hotness of his throbbing shaft.

God I gasped as my trembling fingers clung to the thick dirtiness of his cock. It feels all hot and funny but I am starting to like it.Why does it smell so pungent?

Jaya he panted excitedly. Will you bring me off?

How do I do it? I asked.

Like this said Bhagwan wrapping my fingers around his stiff rod again. Just slide my foreskin up and down over my cock.

After Bhagwan guided my hand up and down over his prick a few times I soon had the knack of it and found it wildly exciting to see the young man jerking and twisting in ecstasy. I soon discovered that when I occasionally changed the rhythm and speed of my strokes it seemed to further excite him.

Oh Jayalaxmi my darling he panted writhing around crazily on the dry grass.

Grasping the base of his thick lingam in my hand I began instinctively teasing his sensitive cockhead against my soft cheeks under my chin against my ears and even through my long dark braided set of hair.

Oh God! Bhagwan was going crazy- he did not expect that from me. That feels so fucking good.

I m glad was my answer smiling wickedly at him.

I was starting to thoroughly enjoy Bhagwan s big hard cock.

Looking up at his face I resumed gently stroking his delicious hard-on and I could see his eyes rolling up crazily at the cowshed s thatched roof as his panting mouth gaped open. A feeling of power flowed through me and my body when I realized the intense pleasure a woman could bring to a man.

I soon found that when I rapidly stroked him Bhagwan began lurching wildly and when I slowed it down to practically nothing he begged for more. From what I had read and heard I knew that his cock would eventually shoot out a whole lot of liquid and then go limp so I was trying to postpone this as much as possible wanting his dirty but wonderful lingam to stay hard.

I learnt to tease him up to the point where his writhing body told me he was about to climax then I d let him slide slowly back only to bring him close to it time after time again.

Please Jayalaxmi! he begged when I once more released his cock knowing he was about to explode his load. Don t stop Jaya lanja(slut in Telugu)! For God s sake bring me off! I m almost there–almost there!

I know lanja kodaka (son of a bitch) I whispered. But take it easy for a minute.

Writhing around on the prickly dry grass on the muddy floor inside the cowshed Bhagwan was almost out of his mind from the delicious pleasure my soft hands were giving him.

Completely carried away by the joy of playing with his cock I dropped to the floor in front of him. Kneeling between his outstretched legs I could see his big lusty balls exposed between his open thighs. The sight of the thick hair and crumpled skin of his nut-sacks made my wet little cunt tingle with excitement.

Still stroking his throbbing prick-shaft with my one hand I slowly eased the free one under his balls and gently cupping the underside of his ball in my palm began tenderly massaging his nuts with my fingers.

Oh shit! he gasped with joy. That s it lanja(slut)! Bring me off- fast .

You really want it? I whispered happy that I could bring him such obvious pleasure.

AAAAAAUUUUGGGHH! he roared when the hot white stream of sperm gushed out of his exploding cockhead splattering all over my hair face and over the blouse.

I had been waiting for the load to come out but wasn t prepared for the huge amount of it.

When he collapsed back on the grass I stared with unbelieving eyes as spurt after spurt came onto his lower stomach from his prick. With my face and upper body completely drenched with his sperm juice I began massaging it into my skin through the blouse.

I was completely aroused by the excitement of his ejaculation my pussy was dripping with lust.

God that was neat but you look very dirty how will you manage this blouse- it has become so dirty Bhagwan finally spoke taking my spermed body into his arms and pressing it against his.

Get me a towel somehow and I will manage but I m glad I whispered as our mouths melted together in a hot passionate kiss.

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Young neighbor learns kissing and more.

Living in a quiet suburban neighborhood has its advantages. After 20 years with my wife she passed away suddenly leaving me alone in the house. While we never had our own kids we acted as extra aunt and uncle for many of the neighborhood kids. The development had less than fifty homes resulting in a somewhat tight knit group of neighbors who always looked after each other. After my wife died the neighbors would take turns visiting me to make sure I was all right.

One of my favorite adopted nieces Jenny was particularly attentive coming over at least once a week to talk. Her parents moved into the neighborhood over 10 years. She was finishing high school now and had grown up to be quite a beauty. She was a cheerleader and gymnast. Her thin body was starting to fill out with nice hips and small breasts. She stood about five foot one and weighed no more than 95 pounds.

One late Thursday afternoon she dropped by after school. I had just sent her a birthday card for her eighteeth birthday so she stopped by to thank me for it. The weather was threatening outside so I suggested that she get home before the storm but she said she would wait it out until it stopped if I didn t mind. The company was nice so I agreed. We talked about her school and friends as usual and had some soft drinks. Since she had come straight from school she was still in her cheerleading outfit. Her small body looked so cute along with her long blond hair.

Finally we got to the topic of boyfriends. She had recently been asked out on a few dates but had only gone to one dance so far. She told me that she had a date coming up on Saturday with Bill whom she really liked. I was happy for her until I saw some concern in her face. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that while she was excited about the date she had never even had a real kiss and was very nervous about whether she would do it right. She asked me if I would please help her learn about kissing. I thought about this for a minute and while I it seemed a bit strange I really didn t think there would be any harm in it.

She came over and sat next to me on the sofa and I reached down and kissed her lightly on the lips for just a second. She put her hands on my shoulders while we kissed and it was very lovely. She smiled and thanked me. With her hands still on my shoulders and her face just a few inches from mine she looked deeply into my eyes and asked me to teach her to french kiss. I quickly explained the basics to her and leaned towards her again. This time after our lips touched I parted my lips slightly and felt her tongue moving to the tip of my lips. I put my tongue against hers and they twirled around each other for a second. We kept this up for almost a minute while she slowly moved her arms around me closer. Finally her breasts were pressing against my chest and I broke off the kiss to make sure things didn t go too far.

When we stopped she tried to start the kiss again and I backed off. She seemed a little disappointed but then she had a big smile on her face. She told me that it was fantastic and that she got a tingly feeling all over especially between her legs. Just then she flicked her white cheerleading skirt up and started rubbing herself on the crotch of her gold panties. She saw that I was embarrassed so she stopped and flipped her skirt back down. She apologized for embarrassing me and explained that her skirt was designed to show off her uniform undergarments which weren t panties just part of the uniform. They still looked just like panties and I could see that they slid into the slit of her pussy. After a short while the rain stopped and she went home giving me a small kiss as she left.

I didn t see a lot of Jenny after that day for quite a while and I felt bad that we were not as close at least for a while. About a month later she stopped by my house after school again. She seemed very happy to see me and we immediately started back talking as we did in the past. She told me that she had been very busy in school with cheerleading gymnastics and studying. Also she told me that she was now going steady with Bill. She told me that they had done a lot of kissing and she really appreciated the lesson I gave her. I looked at her and realized that she had grown up a lot in the last six months. She was a little taller and while her breasts were still small they were nice B cups. Jenny was wearing a flower print dress with thin straps which made her shoulders fully exposed. Her long straight blond hair was sun-bleached and it looked very nice flowing down almost to the middle of her back.

After she had talked about Bill for a while she told me that she was completely clueless about sex. She didn t have anyone to talk to about it and she was pretty sure that Bill wanted to do something with her since he had recently started rubbing her breasts when they were making out.

I spent a while telling her most of the basics of sex but explained that she was too young to get really involved. She told me that she had promised Bill that they could do it soon. I couldn t talk her out of it as hard as I tried. She told me that she was holding back because she wanted her first experience to be a good one. She didn t know how much Bill knew but she didn t know anything. Finally she admitted that she wanted me to give her a lesson like I did with kissing.

Needless to say I was stunned by her suggestion. On the one hand she was too young to be having sex. However it seemed that she was going to do it whether I agreed to help her or not. It had been quite a while for me and her beautiful young body was about as attractive as I had ever seen. I asked her if she was sure about wanting me to teach her. She told me that she had always been attracted to me and she really cared for me a lot especially after our kissing lesson. She told me that she had been fantasizing about me lately when she rubbed herself and it made her feel really good.

I told her I would do it if it meant that much to her. She jumped onto my lap put her arms around my neck and started kissing me deeply. I replied to her kiss and we cuddled and kissed each other for a while. She then reached down and put her hand on my lap. My cock was already quite hard and she smiled after she felt it through my pants. I responded by slipping my hand between her dress and bra and gently touching her breasts. She had on a lace and satin bra which really felt nice. I could feel her small nipples through the material. We both stood up and I lifted her dress up over her head. I could then see the matching panties she had on. They were white satin and had small lace inserts on the front of the leg openings. The shiny satin of her panties and bra was just beautiful on her fine light skin. After she got my belt loose she lowered my pants and took off my shirt. We hugged and kissed again this time standing and our bodies were in contact from top to bottom. I pressed into her as we continued kissing and grabbed the back of her panties squeezing her hips through the satin material.

I don t remember ever being so aroused in my entire life. Here I was with a teenage beauty in her sexy bra and panties getting ready for sex that I was sure would be great for both of us. After we kissed she unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts were beautiful small mounds with small light brown nipples. I felt throbbing in my hard cock as I took off my underwear releasing the stiff pole that was pointing at her. She lay back on the sofa and I got down between her legs. I started rubbing on her panties between her legs and then pushed them aside and rubbed her right on the clit. I then lowered my head down and got a great close up view of her shaved frontal slit. I pushed my tongue between her pussy lips and licked all the way up across her clit. I kept this up for a while and she had two orgasms. I worked my way back up to her mouth and started kissing her again. She had her legs apart and her knees up in the air making it easy for me to enter her pussy. I pushed her panties to the side positioned my cock at the entrance and pushed it in gently. It went in quite easily and Jenny gave me a smile. After it was all of the way in I paused for a second and we kissed some more. She looked directly into my eyes with an expression of pleasure and passion on her face that I will never forget. I started pumping her with my cock gradually increasing my speed. I was too aroused to take my time with her I just pumped her for about five minutes until I shot a big load into her pussy.

After we finished we were both stunned at how incredible it was. I had no doubt that our mutual care for each other heightened the passion and physical pleasure. I was secretly hoping that Bill would not be able to give her as much pleasure.

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9-year-old discovers she likes sex.

Mandy was nineteen and worked in local fast food restaurant. Having recently graduated from high school she now attended the local junior college. Mandy was of average height for her age. She had blue eyes long blonde hair and a slim figure. High school had been great fun because Mandy had been a cheerleader all four years Boys noticed her and she was often asked out on dates. She had had a boyfriend in high school but that was now over because he had gone away to college and met someone else.

It was getting on toward midnight and it was time to close the restaurant. It was about this time that Dave a guy she knew from around town walked into the store.

Hi Mandy Dave said. You re still here.

Yeah I m closing tonight she replied.

What time you gonna be done?

Any time now she said placing her Coke on the counter.

Wanna go out and have some fun? Dave asked her. Tomorrow s Saturday and you probably don t have to get up early.

I dunno. I should go home and work on some of my homework. What did you have in mind?

Oh some of the kids are getting together at Jeff s house. His parents are on vacation.

I ll think about it. I should go home and change clothes first if I go. Mandy s work uniform was a black mini-skirt and pull-over white sweater with the company logo printed on the sweater.

Aww it don t matter Dave said. They ll be wearin all kinds of stuff.

Mandy continued her clean-up and thought about going to the party.

What s going to be happening there? she asked.

Jes some drinking and movie watchin I guess David replied watching Mandy s ass move as she wiped down some tables. Boy I hope she goes he thought with his cock twitching in his pants. I d like to get a piece of that.

Can I count you in Mandy?

Yeah I guess I can come for awhile. I ll drive my car and follow you.

OK Dave replied secretly delighted at his victory.

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Mandy followed Dave and they drove to a new subdivision on the edge of town. David parked on the street and Mandy pulled in behind him. The double-wide driveway was already filled with cars. As they approached the front door they could hear music and people laughing and talking. Dave pushed open the door and they went inside. It was rather dark and Mandy had trouble seeing who was there. She thought she recognized some of her friends but wasn t sure.

Hi Mandy glad you could make it. A guy thrust a drink toward her and introduced himself as Ted.

Oh hi Ted she replied recognizing him as a customer from the restaurant and also as a guy she had gone to school with.

You know Anna Ted said. You were both cheerleaders. Anna the girl with Ted seemed to be rather intoxicated and her clothing was in disarray.

C mon Mandy Anna said. Lemme introduce you around.

As she followed Anna around the room Mandy began to feel uneasy. She met quite a few people that she knew and some that she didn t know. It seemed to Mandy that they were all involved in some kind of kissing or sexual activity. This is not what she had expected and it made her uncomfortable. She was thinking about leaving when Dave caught up with her.

Met everyone? he asked.

Yeah I guess so Mandy replied.

What s the matter? You seem kinda down.

I guess this isn t my thing. I thought you said movies and drinking. This seems like a lot more.

Well ya I guess he replied. It s one of those things that has kinda evolved from above the line to below the line if you get my drift he said with a smile. I think it started out with flicks and drinks but you know how people are when they get the chance to make out Booze kinda loosens the old inhibitions. C mon let s grab a corner and see what comes up he said leering at her.

I don t know David. Maybe I should leave. Just then one of the boys walked past her naked with his cock sticking straight out. He was headed toward a group of people on the sofa. Most were naked or almost so. Mandy felt a little tingle of desire between her legs at seeing the erect cock. Well maybe I could stay for awhile she told David.

Good he said. Let s get another beer and find ourselves a place in the group.

* * *

As her second drink began to hit her Mandy started to feel more like having some fun with the group. She and Dave settled on the floor near two girls who were kissing and exploring each other s body. The were undressed to their panties and bras. It seemed to Mandy that they were really enjoying one another. Suddenly she felt Dave s hand under her top as he rubbed her stomach and moved upward toward her tits. She leaned back and thought about how good it felt. Dave had a huge bulge in his jeans and she put her hand on it and squeezed.

Unknown to Mandy and most of the girls the boys had been putting a little something extra in the drinks. Not enough to be dangerous but just enough to help the liquor along.

Aww David groaned. Take it out and rub it for me please Mandy.

She unzipped his pants and reached into his underwear to release his shaft. Although Mandy had never seen a cock in real life she had seen pictures. She liked what she now saw. It really turned her on. By this time her top was around her neck and her tits were fully exposed because Dave had removed her bra. He rubbed her tits and pinched her nipples and then began to suck on them. Wow did that turn her on! She could feel herself becoming very wet between her legs and her nipples were becoming very hard.

The two girls next to them were naked by now and were licking each other s clit. When they stopped for a bit they noticed Mandy and Dave near them so they moved over and began to also fondle Mandy. They introduced themselves as Kathy and Jennifer.

Mandy began to feel her skirt being pulled down and discovered that Kathy was tugging at the lower edge. Jennifer put her hand inside Mandy s panties and began to massage her clit. Finally Mandy s skirt was off and then they pulled off her panties.

Mandy had a nice pussy and she kept it shaved and trimmed with just a bit of hair above the slit. The girl s hands and tongues felt so good she spread her legs so they could get better access to her clit and vagina. In the meantime she also kept rubbing and jacking on David s cock. He was moaning and continuing to lick her nipples.

Jennifer produced a small dildo which she inserted in Mandy s vagina and began to move back and forth. Kathy used a small vibrator on Mandy s clit.

Suddenly Mandy felt intense pleasure around her pussy and she began to spasm and shake uncontrollably. It was the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Nothing she could do to herself while masturbating even came close.

David s cock was oozing pre-cum and he was moaning for release. Mandy jacked faster on his cock as Jennifer pushed her aside and put her mouth on his dick. Mandy began to kiss him and Kathy licked his nipples. As he moaned louder Jennifer straddled him a put his cock into her pussy. Up and down she went while Mandy continued to kiss him and Kathy rubbed his balls.

Suddenly Jennifer jumped off and she and Kathy began to lick his hard shaft. It didn t take long and David shot a huge load of cum all over the four of them. The girls continued to gently rub his cock and balls and more cum oozed out.

Exhausted Mandy and David fell into each other s arms. Kathy and Jennifer then got each other off and they too relaxed on the floor savoring the feelings.

Sometime later they got dressed said goodbye to the others and went out for breakfast.

Good sex makes me hungry David said. The others agreed and talked about another time when they could get together as a foursome or at another party. Mandy was hooked.

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Sexy neighbor teaches virgin guy a few things.

It all started one day when I had noticed our next door neighbor Myra working in her backyard. I was 18 and as usual doing various chores around the house. We have a swimming pool so our fences are built slightly higher than the rest of the neighbors for privacy which as I found out also means the neighbors get a bit of privacy as well. As I sat on the roof taking a break from trimming back tree limbs off the roof for winter I watched her in her blue jean cut offs and tank top. Myra not exactly a looker with dark hair that tangled down her back she had rather large thighs and big hips that actually tapered to a sort of chubby waist and smaller upper body. I could see her ass sticking out of the shorts as she bent to move the sprinklers around the grass. She then went inside and I sat fantasizing about her. I was wearing shorts and pulled my hard cock out the side of them. A bit of pre-cum had already begun oozing out the tip. I had already jerked off this morning with a prolonged taking over of the bathroom running the shower to cover my moans and the whacking noise while I sat on my knees jerking away till I spurted all over the floor so I was in a constant state of arousal it seemed.

As I fondled my cock lost in my daydream Myra came back outside this time wearing a bathing suit her meaty thighs shaking as she walked her pale skin nearly reflecting the sun and bouncing in their bathing top were two tits that absolutely captivated me. I barely could take my eyes off of them. She carried a magazine towel and glass of some type of drink. She spread the towel out on her lawn at an angle sort of facing me and then as she bent over her tits looked enormous as they hung down and I was mesmerized as she lay down. It was either my bad eye sight or my imagination but I could swear I could see her black haired muff sticking slightly out of her suit as she lay down. I sat there silently staring at her stroking my cock dreaming of her looking up at me and asking me to come over. As she was wearing mirrored sunglasses it looked as if she were staring right at me though hidden as I was I thought it impossible. Just as I was cumming from jerking I moved and the hand saw went tumbling down the roof and off the gutter embarrassed I tried to pretend like nothing was happening and I guiltily glanced Myra s way and she waved and said Hi there working hard? Not knowing if she had actually seen me or not and out of embarrassment I climbed the ladder down to retrieve the saw barely mumbling a reply.

I went inside to get a coke and when I finally got back on the roof Myra had rolled over she had pulled her bathing suit into her butt cheeks so it resembled a thong and I sat there staring at those wonderful huge globes once again dreaming of fondling them. Putting my mind off of things I climbed up and went back to work occasionally glancing over to see what kind of view she might give me next.

Now at night I would go out and party with my friends and would come home stoned or drunk or both and horny as hell. Knowing my parents like clockwork would be in bed by 11:30 Pm I would get something to eat and kick it in my room listening to tunes with my headphones. But by 11:45 I had the porno magazines laid out across my bed with my favorite pics and stories before me. My bed was pushed up against the wall under a big window facing the fence that separated Myra s and our house. Straight across was a room that as far as I knew was not used very much as her Master bedroom was on the other side of the house.

I guess because with the lights on in my room the reflection and the darkness of her house I thought I was alone and safe and that no one could possibly be watching me as I sat on my knees stroking my cock looking at my favorite porn stars. I would walk around naked all night in my room posing in my mirror and doing exercises etc.

One horny night I was following my ritual and was in mid-stroke with my hand all oiled up when I heard my parent s bedroom door open. In a panic I threw the covers over the magazines and threw some shorts on and quickly turned off the light. As I felt busted and guilty as hell my Mom poked her head in the door and asked if I were asleep and reminded me to make sure I came straight home from school as I had a dentist appointment at four.

Yeah yeah yeah! I said.

I listened as my mom s footsteps retreated and her bedroom door closed. But I was not thinking about my Mom at that point. I was in shock because when I turned off my light and ran to my bed I was looking straight across at Myra who was standing in her window staring at me behind curtains. Because without the light the glare was gone immediately I caught a glimpse of her as she tried to back away from view. Interesting I thought so she has been watching me jack off.

I lay in bed staring over the fence at the window wondering if she was still standing there. My cock grew so hard I thought it was going to burst at the thought of her watching me. I was so horny that I lay on my back in the dark and stroked till I shot my load straight up in the air. I slid my magazines under the mattress cleaned myself off and called it a night.

All day the next day all I could think about was Myra watching me. I was a walking hard on in a daydream as I imagined all kinds of scenarios with her. When I got home that afternoon I went to my room and looked over but there was no sign of curtains moving or anything and most likely she was still at work. I continuously pranced around my room naked keeping my cock half erect most of the time just in case she might be there watching. I went out that night and came home buzzed. This time I kept my lights off as I suddenly had stage fright I kept glancing over wondering if she was there but saw no signs of her.

The next day I was walking around with a hard on thinking of her watching me it was all I could think about. That and the impressions of her in her bathing suit that day. All I could think about is the sight of her lying there and the tufts of hair protruding out from her bathing suit just like in the magazines.

The only time I had seen a pussy up close besides in a magazine was the summer before. I was at a neighbors pool party and families around our end of the block were there as the husbands had gone abalone diving and they were cooking a big BBQ. All the adults were drinking while we kids played in the pool. As dinner approached I was asked to run across the street to Jim and Marty s house to get some stuff from their kitchen. I entered the house and went back to the kitchen to gather what they wanted. On my way out the door I took a detour to the bathroom to take a pee. As I entered the bathroom it opened on the other side to the master bedroom and lying face down was Marty naked. I couldn t believe it. I stood and stared and then crept up closer for a better view. My heart was pounding in my chest as I stood over her. Her legs were somewhat spread in the odd way she had fell asleep and I stared at her ass and her pussy. Thick hair grew around her pussy and up the crack of her ass and around her butt hole of course these were the days when shaving was not the norm. I would have given anything for her to turn over so I could see her tits or more of her body. Guiltily I crept out of her bedroom and back to the pool party as I had now seen my first live pussy and what would become something I fantasized about for years.

Later that night I went out with friends and came home horny and stoned as hell. Once I got past the parental nightly grilling I went to bed and faked going to sleep. As soon as I heard my parents go to bed I hopped out of bed and turned on the light. I oiled up my hands and my cock and stroked it to a raging hard on I walked around my room acting like I was busy the whole time thinking she might be watching. I abruptly turned the lights out and spun to see if she watching and as before I caught a glimpse of her moving away from the curtains as they moved ever so slightly as she retreated. Again I finished myself off in the dark promising myself I would be brave next time and stand on my bed and jerk off facing her.

Oddly enough I pretty much avoided her staying indoors keeping away from any chance of seeing her but in the safety of my bedroom I was a brave exhibitionist. I had no idea what I would say to her if I saw her and it really scared me to death. I mean what could I say if confronted by her? Deny it completely? Claim ignorance that I didn t realize my window was wide open and that she could look right in. Well that was the truth wasn t it? At least it was at first.

The weekend came and I was forced to do my usual chores mowing the lawns and gardening and as I was pushing the mower I saw Myra s garage door open and she backed her car out. As she drove away she waved to me smiling just like any other day. Maybe it was all in my head and I really wasn t seeing her hiding behind the curtains at night. I don t know now. That night I got pretty stoned and drunk and came home really buzzing and as usual horny as hell. This time I was throwing caution to the wind. I turned on my light tore my clothes off my cock already hard I grabbed some Vaseline and stood on my bed facing the window and Myra s window. I leaned against the window sill as I stroked my cock for all I was worth. I shot streams of cum onto my window and down the wall. I stood there cupping my balls and stroking every last bit of cum out of my cock before I hopped down off the bed and turned off the light. But completely disappointed as there were no signs of Myra watching me at all. I finally got brave enough to put on a show and there was no audience.

A few nights later horny as hell I did the same thing standing on my bed staring right at what I thought would be Myra if she was watching me and cumming on my window. Again after turning the light off I still saw no signs of her. Maybe it really was all a fantasy. Embarrassment and guilt was all I felt as I laid in the dark thinking what if someone else had seen what I was doing. Friends of mine would sometimes hop the fence late at night and come over to my window to wake me up to sneak out and party. I was risking a lot of potential embarrassment. But when my hormones kicked in I would get so focused and horny I could not think of anything else but satisfying my fantasies and cumming.

Walking down the street coming home from a friends I came to the edge of Myra s property just as she was struggling taking the garbage cans out to the curb. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail and was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. I could not help looking at her chest and then making matters worse I could see the outline of her nipples reacting to the cold early evening as they poked against the sweatshirt fabric.

She asked if I could help her with the trash cans as they were full and really heavy. As I helped her lift the can and drag it out I was so embarrassed as I was standing this close to her she kept glancing at me as she made small talk about school and things. I kept glancing down to catch another glimpse at her chest I simply could not help myself. I kept wondering if it was all in my head was she really watching me through my window but she didn t say anything. Because I had gone days without seeing her or thinking I saw her at the window I had quit jerking off so dramatically. At this point masturbating for her if she even was there was starting to lose it s appeal as I had no signs at all that she was even watching so what was the point. Eager to get away from her and any conversation I quickly helped her get the garbage out and mumbled that I had to go. I could not even make eye contact with her as my nervousness increased full tilt. She started to say something to me but I was already running towards my house acting as if I had not heard anything..

All day long the next day all I could think about were her hard nipples through that sweatshirt and what they must look and feel like. The next night I got out my magazines and knelt on the bed my cock hard as can be as I rocked back in forth fucking my hand and then I heard my parents door open again this time I hopped out of bed and clicked the light off and as I turned around there was no mistaking Myra in the window and this time either because I caught her or because she wanted me to see her she only backed away slowly and I caught a full view of a dark bush of pussy hair and a glimpse of her large sagging breasts with huge areolas dark brown in color. But her eyes were what got me. She has eyes that are washed out sky blue so intimidating looking. It still played with my head was she really there was I imagining it? No she was there no question.

When my parents went to bed I was too chicken shit to turn the lights back on and finished myself off in the dark. Now I knew she was watching.

The next couple of nights I had lost my courage as it no longer were a question if she was there she was there and I was too nervous about it to do anything. Each day that I left my house I always went the opposite direction from her house in a hurry. I avoided as much as I could being outside when I was home. I even took to closing my drapes so she couldn t see in and know I was home or not. I knew inevitably I would have to face her especially as Saturday chores were unavoidable and what would be worse facing her and my embarrassment or facing my Dad for not doing my work? And then the worst case scenario hit me what if she was to tell my parents? I had no idea what to do but to keep acting like it never happened.

Saturday rolled around again and there was no getting out of mowing the lawns and doing my chores. As I was doing my laps with the mower Myra came walking out I looked up to see her in old jean shorts and a white top with no sleeves her whole body seemed to bounce with every step she took. She walked right up to me. As I could barely hear her over the mowers engine she leaned real close and I could feel her cool breath and those intimidating eyes upon me. Would you mind doing my yard and the back for me I will make it worth your while. She smiled as she said it. I looked immediately down as my eyes met hers and swept across her chest but no sign of nipples this time. As I had done it before it was not an out of the ordinary question to mow her lawns so I nodded my assent and went back to mowing trying to avoid any conversation. When I had finished I was rolling her garbage cans out along the side of her house for her when I felt an icy wet hand on my arm. She had brought out a coke for me and the coolness startled me. I was trapped and here whatever she had to say was coming and my stomach knotted up in worry.

So…… she said.

I looked at her wondering what she may say trying to avoid eye contact.

Well I don t know what to say. I am so disappointed. She hesitated and I looked up into those eyes. I was so enjoying your little shows you were putting on for me and then you just stopped.

I …. I stuttered shaking my head.

Oh! No! You know just what I am talking about. I was there watching you as you masturbated for me staring right at me cumming all over your window night after night. I was enjoying it and now you have stopped. She stared glaring at me. Is that fair? Those eyes burning holes in me.

Again I was at a loss for words she was controlling the situation and I had no idea what to do.

Well if you aren t going to put on a show for me at night then I think you had better come inside right now and do it.

Right… now? I can t ….I… trying to think of anything but she grabbed me by the arm tugging me forcefully and said

Right Now!

We walked into her house through the side door and she walked over to the living room and closed the curtains. She sat on her couch pulling her feet under her and sat staring at me. Well let me see your show. Get naked! Now! And show me your penis.

I was only wearing shorts tighty whiteys and a tank top.

I was scared to death my knees were shaking I was so nervous. I just stood there frozen unable to move. Should I do it? Should I leave? This is what I have been dreaming and thinking about for weeks and here I am.

Don t you think you owe me? You have the balls to do it in front of my window and be a peeping Tom in my backyard. I should tell your parents about this. She said this forcefully menacing really commanding.

Oh No! I thought she saw me up on the roof that day too. In complete confusion of being embarrassed my parents finding out and her presence commanding me I did not know what to do.

Get naked now I said! she demanded once again sounding much like my Mother she added I m not going to tell you again!

I slid off my tank top and pulled my shorts down. I could feel the cool air surround my nakedness and those penetrating ice blue eyes on me. Standing in front of her I felt my cock shriveled up and my balls were trying to join it in hiding.

Now the underwear everything off! she stared coldly at me expectantly.

As I slid my underwear down to my ankles and stood up and kicked them away I stood up and faced her only to find her laughing. Will you look at that pathetic little cock of yours why it is almost too small to measure the way it is. Come here! I walked up close to her and stood. She reached out and held it between her fingers and tugged on it. It looked so much bigger in the window. It is soooo cute! she continued to tug on it stretching it.

Why are you so scared? Weren t you big and brave jacking off for me in the window? But now you are a coward all shriveled up and useless. Now I want you to put on a show for me or I am gonna punish you believe me I am not kidding! She let go of my cock and sat back.

I backed up and stood there with my hands in front of me trying to hide my penis and my embarrassment.

Come on now it is just me. You have done this how many times? Just pretend I am looking through a window at you. Her demeanor had changed a bit and she was now being a bit nicer so it seemed.

I gave in to my desires over my embarrassment and started tugging and pulling on my cock begging for it to get hard and my balls remained shriveled up and tight nothing seemed to work.

I need my oil I said. Myra got up and left down the hall. I started thinking about seeing her naked and those tits and I started to get that horny feeling. She came back with a bottle of baby oil and a towel. She spread the towel on the floor.

Hold out your hands. She said and squirted a generous amount of oil onto my palms. Now get it hard! she demanded as she sat down again on the couch. The oil had a magical effect on my cock as it got slick and started to grow in my hand. Soon my cock was fully erect and pointing at the ceiling.

Ah! It really is small even hard but so cute….. Mmmmm. Now stroke it for me. I stood on the towel and took my right hand and slowly rubbed my hand up my cock and over the head. I kept repeating the same motion and my cock seemed to pulse and throb each time I rubbed over the tip.

Here Let Me. she said. I walked over to her with my cock pointing out stretching up to her as she reached out slid her hands up and down the shaft. I found myself humping up and down with the rhythm of her hand. She released me and told me to get on my knees and finish. I got on my knees on the towel and with my left hand holding my balance I started fucking my hand in earnest humping up as I pumped it. I could feel the orgasm building explosively and I shot like a cannon a big streak of cum across the room a second and third and so on till it trailed back to my cock as it still leaked out it s orgasm of cum. She got up in amazement and followed the cum trail. That was like a world record! she exclaimed. She crouched down and started wiping up the cum dabbing some on her finger and tasting it. Mmmm she announced to herself.

blonde babe puts her lips and tongue all over Julians huge cock

She loses her virginity on a cement floor.

From all he d said in the past two days I assumed he was looking for more than a few kisses. Wasn t that what attracted me to him though? My ex-boyfriend had been pathetically naive hurting me as he clawed and fumbled between my legs. Something about this one drew me in though. He was suave confident nonchalant….

And so I pondered all that lay ahead as I pretended to sleep surrounded by the other girls on the trip. Checking my watch every other minute waiting for the time we d agreed upon I wondered how far this night would go. My stomach was knotted but I was wet with anticipation.

One o clock. Time to go. I silently peeled off my covers and navigated through the sea of sleeping girls to the door. I crawled through the tools and boards left over from the day s work to the partially constructed classroom at the back of the orphanage. He stepped out of the darkness towards me silencing my shocked gasp with his lips.

His mouth was hot and slippery on mine. Our tongues circled around each other our teeth catching on soft flesh. I had been kissed before but never like this. His body pressed tightly against mine as we consumed each other. I could feel the tight muscles in his shoulders and lower back as I ran my hands across his skin. He wore only a pair of swimming trunks and I could feel his cock beginning to strain against the fabric.

His lips continued their passionate assault on mine as his hands ran from my breasts to my ass and back again. His touch was feverish urgent. His fingers scorched my skin but I wanted more. I pulled at his ass grinding against his cock. It was fully hard now and I could feel its thick line against my stomach.

Suddenly his fingers were inside of me almost before I realized his hand had slipped inside my shorts. He eased one finger inside of me circling against the walls of my dripping center. When I was slightly more open he slid in a second finger. This was the fullest I had ever been and I reveled in the sensations coursing through my body. He stroked me closer and closer to orgasm his fingers sliding in and out of my dripping center as his thumb circled my clit. It was so good…so good…. All former boyfriends forgotten lost in his touch. My clit seemed to grow under his attentions until my whole being consisted of clit and thumb. And then just as I neared ecstasy he stopped and knelt before me.

He peeled off my shorts and tossed them into the corner of the room. He then guided down so we were both kneeling. His hands tugged at my shirt until it joined my shorts. I was left in a thin white camisole and blue string bikini panties.

He kissed me as he lowered me towards the floor. His hands ran up my legs spreading them. He lay on top of me resting his weight on his arms. I felt his cock at the entrance to my pussy. This was it…now or…

My hiss as he hit my barrier was the first sound we had made. He covered my mouth with his hand and bent his head close to my ear.

You re a virgin? he whispered almost silently. I nodded. Do you want to stop? I shook my head and vaguely attempted to lift my hips to meet him.

Again — pain. I lay back and closed my eyes letting him take control of my body carving into me. When my back arched too far off the cement floor he d stop wait a moment breathe a few calming words into my ear. Then he d begin his slow gentle assault again.

After several minutes of slow chiseling he was fully inside of me. He held me until my muscles relaxed then withdrew. The feeling of him rubbing against the aching walls of my former virginity elicited another agonized gasp. This time he ignored it plunging back inside of me and withdrawing again.

With each thrust the pain lessened never fully disappearing but numbing enough to let me open my eyes and watch his face as he fucked me. The darkness obscured most of his expression but every so often he tilted his head back and I could see his mouth open in silent pleasure.

I experienced the night almost vicariously ignoring any reactions my body was having and searching for pleasure through him. I though about how it must feel to take a virgin he d met two days ago and fuck her on the floor of an orphanage in Romania. I wondered if my tightness was what caused him to spasm as he pushed into me if the soft skin of my pussy was clinging to him as he withdrew. When he bent his head to suck on my nipples I wondered if the slightly new angle of our joining created new friction on his cock.

After several minutes – maybe 10 maybe 30 – he breathed again into my ear. Do you want me to come in you?

Ingrained responsibility required me to shake my head no. He nodded to show he understood then picked up the pace slightly. A few moments late I watched him as he sat up and brought himself to completion his hand rubbing my wetness into the smooth skin of his cock. I felt his cum land on my leg and my stomach and I smiled slightly at the thought that I was no longer a virgin.

When he was finished he pulled me to him holding me tightly.

Was it bad? he asked.

I shook my head. No. It was better than I expected. I paused trying to find words to adequately describe what I was feeling.

Thank you I whispered.

He smiled strangely at me. For what?

I held his eyes with mine wanting to remember his face forever. For this…for making my first time perfect.

He kissed me again and sent me back to bed.

Brunette babe sucks the head of a monster dick

Heat of the day brings Heat of the Night.

Xanthe had always been brought up as an independent child which in her world was almost unheard of. Her family s Greek origins left them as socially different to the Bedouin and Arabic people who inhabited their desert home. Her father s only child she had inherited his vast trade empire taking wine and goods across the sea to her family s seat in Athens. Her affairs were dealt with by people who knew about the business and it left her free to pursue whatever she wished with her time. She loved looking out across the whitewashed walls of the town and the windswept dunes that stretched to the sky their peaked mounds looked like the ripe breasts of a woman as she offered up to the sun radiating the same warmth as her own darkened skin. The town was stirring and the chants from the various mosques echoed off the walls calling the faithful to prayer and reprimanding the unfaithful for failing to do so. The rays of the morning sun unfurled across the many rooftops and illuminated the women in the courtyard below as they hurried to their work in the household. Her long dark curls were similar to those of most of the local women but she refused to dress to their attire and displayed her face and head openly in public. In their eyes she could see the sadness of being so restricted as well as the resentment for her own open attitudes.

Interrupting her solitary musings her servant girls came in to wash and dress her for the coming day. They rarely said a word to her though it was not for a lack of understanding as she spoke as much of the Arabic dialect as she did of her natural Greek. She slipped her cotton night shift down her slender shoulders and stepped into the tepid water of the tiled water basin. Raising her arms over her head the women began to sponge Xanthe down with soft cloths making sure to bathe every inch of her skin in the jasmine scented waters. The golden rays of the sun glinted off the water droplets that remained on her skin and as she regarded herself in the mirror she thought of one of the golden statues in the temple a living woman of liquid gold almost. The darkness of her hair and eyes betrayed her as warm living flesh however as well as the gentle movement of her breasts as she breathed in the cooler air of the morning.

She stepped out of the basin and the women bowed to her before retreating out the room. The eldest of them returned with her clothes she had been Xanthes nurse as a child and was always gentle in her manner if slightly matronly in her actions. The rough cotton slid over her head and Xanthe tugged at the dress where it had rolled up around her breasts. She wasn t in the habit of wearing anything under her clothes because it was too hot anyway and even if it wasn t they made her feel constricted. She once again looked at the mirror as her companion smoothed out the pleats of the shift and tied the golden sash across her waist. Her full breasts sat high on her chest and the chilled air made her nipples strain at the rough cotton. The whiteness of the cloth made her skin seem all the much darker and she knew that such things gave her a natural beauty that many women spent so much women trying to create.

She stood on the balcony inhaling the smells of the waking world around her as the servants brought up her breakfast. She could smell the coffee before it even reached her room and it was the first thing she picked up as they set out her food. The bittersweet taste had an awakening effect on her and made her feel ready to face whatever the day felt it could throw at her. The noise from the streets had begun to pick up as the markets and café s opened for business. Dark mysterious looking figures hurried in and out the courtyard entrance on their daily business. Though it was only the women in their outside garb they seemed to have some sort of malevolent air about the way they passed in and out of the stone archway. Like dark ghosts with a sinister purpose. She shivered for some unknown reason as she thought what it would be like to be one of them.

Her feet made only a small tapping on the floor as she walked through to the day area of the house. The water in the pools helped to keep the various Atria cool even during the peak of the day. She slipped one of her palm sandals off and touched it gently to the surface of the water. Her slender toes wriggled beneath the surface like giant white worms and the ripples from the drops as she removed her foot grew til they lapped gently at the edge of the tiles. She went out into the garden where the morning sun had begun to warm the air up. The birds and insects made a veritable cacophony as she regarded her sanctuary. The cactus had begun to open their blooms and the deep reds and purples glistened like strange mouths with the mornings dew.

The streets were warmer than she had expected and the rough cotton brushed against her legs as she strode towards the marketplace. The various street vendors greeted her as she passed inviting her to buy some trinket or attraction they had made or procured. Politely she declined as she passed without stopping her goal was to make the café in the square without too much hindrance. The warm sand coloured walls of the narrow street fell behind her as she marched into the bustling marketplace. People looked at her with a certain amount of shock and distain dressed as she was but quickly passed it off to her being a foreigner. They were very accepting and even bordering on indifferent when it came to something out of the ordinary. She sauntered into the cooler air of the café and took a table to the side. It was perfect for spending hours just watching the various punters in the square and patrons in the café sipping their mint tea. One of the boys came up to her to ask what she desired. He knew her by name and often sneaked her a sweetmeat or two while he was bringing her order. He was about 18 almost her own tender age but as a boy in such a masculine society he was considered a man already for many years. They had often shared private jokes and more than once she had found herself in a silence that had touched something inside her as she looked into his deep liquid carameline eyes. His hand brushed hers gently for what seemed like hours as he deposited her tea and a small plate of treats.

Aasabé e there is one who wants to make your company. He sits on the street and stares at you. Many times he asks your name and I do not know how to reply. Do you wish me to tell him or do you prefer he was ignorant? His skin is white as the linen of your dress and he speaks with other men in a strange tongue I do not understand surely he is from across the seas as you.

Aasabé e had been her baby name as a child and Hassan had used it to further endear himself as they met every day or so. She thought about the question for a moment and replied that she would let him know. Xanthe refrained from looking over with all her mental strength. It wasn t her place to give such an audacious stranger the satisfaction of knowing she cared whether or not he was interested in her. She was too different to be a native and that self evident fact made every foreign man that passed through feel obliged to make their presence known to her. She refused the chaperones that her uncle had tried to foist on her but still felt a little anxiety at any male attention. The small hajj dagger she carried at her hip failed to make her feel thoroughly protected.

She stared out across the bustle of the marketplace. The small boys selling their trinkets and the brightly coloured water sellers that rattled their way across the square. The few women that intermingled in the crowd kept their heads bowed and hurried their children in tow quickly past. Here and there the beggars and street urchins passed through the crowd begging for alms though she was almost certain that those who refused felt their purses lighten all the same. She became acutely aware of a presence there were a pair of eyes that were specifically focused on her and she turned back towards her surroundings to be rudely greeted by a besuited westerner. He regarded her with a half smile as he presented his hand to her.

Madame Je suis Jerô me De Bouillard. J é spere que tu t es pas derangé par moi. Tu es d ici?

She was roughly familiar with the French but was nonchalant in her attitude she didn t play up for tourists just passing through. His voice was strong and heavy with his very masculine undertone and she felt it touch a chord within her. Her eyes raised to his as she lifted her tepid tea to her lips. She regarded him over the edge of the glass. He was indeed evidently a foreigner his paler skin and light sandy coloured hair was more than a noticeable giveaway. His eyes were a deep violet colour almost the same as the sky that framed his hair with a sort of golden halo. The smile that graced his lips seemed out of place against the strong jaw and well chiselled frame. But she checked herself with the knowledge that whatever it was he wanted nothing would come of it.

Je suis Greque mais je prefere de parler dans la langue du sable.

May I sit with you then Madame Greek?

He switched effortlessly into almost unaccented Arabic and before she had to option to object he had folded himself succinctly into the chair opposite her. Unperturbed apparently by disturbing her solitary meditations. She regarded him with an almost icy glare he was truly unwelcome. He stood as she rose herself to leave. His presence in her personal space made her feel almost uneasy and without excusing herself she walked towards the street outside. She felt his grip on her arm pulling her back and her indignation flared as she turned towards him with a look that probably could have melted the thin gold chain around his neck into his tender white skin. Needless to say he released his grip but the look on his face crossed swiftly from surprise to amusement.

I take it that you like to lead Madame. Very well I have no problem to chase after you. And I am sure I will find you here again sometime. Remember my name Jerô me

She decided against storming out into the marketplace in case he followed her home. During those brief seconds she stood debating whether or not to try and lose him in the souk she saw Hassan signalling to her from the door at the back of the café . Pointedly Xanthe walked past her intruder towards him without paying the slightest attention. She knew his eyes followed her but she hoped that Hassan would discourage him from any future outbursts of familiarity. When she reached the doorway she was ushered through into the corridor behind. Hassan let the curtain fall behind them. She had been down here before when she had needed an escape route from various inconvenient situations. He took her hand and led her towards the light from the back alley that filtered through.

Xanthe blinked a few times before her eyes adjusted to the brightness of the alley. The boxes of fruit and other provisions for the café were stacked up on either side and there was a stifling smell of something that had been left too long in the heat. The alley was narrow and she was almost touching Hassan as they paused outside the doorway. He was slightly taller than her and she felt one of those strange silences as she looked up at him. She could feel the air move around as he breathed down on her. Quickly she looked down again ashamed at her lack of decorum.

I am sorry Aasabé e . I did not know he would be so rude. I do not want you to be cross with me. I am bad for I tell him your name without you asking. But I only tell him you are Xanthe and you are my lady.

The look on his eyes was so remorseful she could not reprimand him for the action. But what he said struck a chord deep within her soul. He had called her His Lady . On more than one occasion she had heard his voice inside her head say something similar though it was usually when she was in bed and alone. Such thoughts were too scandalous to be expressed in public even to one s family. His fingers touched her chin and gently brought her face up to his. They were so close as to be able to feel each others warm breath. She looked deep into his eyes. The caramel swirls within them were almost amber in their fluidity. Xanthe was losing herself in those swirls like some form of elementary hypnosis but nevertheless she became aware of his lips touching her own. Something inside her stopped her mind from reacting however and as she felt his warm tongue slip between her lips and begin to slide against hers she responded with a zest she hadn t expressed to any man before. All the time her eyes were locked to his refusing to blink in case the spell she was under shattered. She could feel his warm hands resting firmly on her hips through her dress as he pressed against her. But though her instincts had stopped her so far her mind did finally realise to its full extent. What if someone were watching them!

With all her strength both mental and physical she shoved at Hassan. She was confused. He hadn t hurt her but she was so flushed. She wanted to scream at him. She wanted to push him back into the wall and kiss him again. She wanted to run to go home and never come back. She looked at the perplexed expression on his face and responded with her own of horror. Xanthe began to run. Hassan s hand brushed her dress as it billowed behind her but it grasped only air as the thin material slipped through. The streets blurred past her as she ran people and faces came at her from all sides. She covered her lips with her hands certain they could see the shame of the kiss she had just experienced. Her mind unwillingly skipped back to it and she slowed her pace. Unintentionally she had almost run back to her house that stood not more than a few yards further on.

She closed the door behind her when she reached her apartments. As she stood there with her back pressed against the door almost willing someone to try and enter to question her actions she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror. But she did not see anything of the telltale stain on her face. All she saw was a flushed girl her breasts heaving beneath her thin dress as she fought to get control of her breathing. Her dark eyes were wide and frantic like those of some wild creature that had been suddenly discovered by its hunter. She peeled herself off the door and walked to her bed. Without any ceremony or even bothering to take her dress off she flopped down on top of it.

Xanthe did not know how long she lay there. Her mind was glowing as it fought through her emotions and tried to untangle them. When she finally sat up the sky had already darkened to a deep red glow. Surely she would have been missed by now. The servants must have come and checked on her at some point. She thought of Hassan again he must have misinterpreted her actions somehow. Though she couldn t help thinking that she wasn t complaining about how misinterpreted they were just that someone might have seen them. She decided to walk out in the gardens before dinner the cooler air of the evening would do a lot for her. She found almost no one about as she walked through the house and stepped outside into the dusky evening. Barely a breath of wind stirred the palms that bordered the gardens as she made her way round to what she liked to call her secret garden. It was under the back wall behind one of the densest areas of shrubs and she had had a long stone bench set there for times just like these. Xanthe closed her eyes as she lay the length of the bench feeling the coolness of the stone against her skin.

Xanthe!

It was the type of whisper that can be heard by anyone within normal speaking range while still being called a whisper. And the voice was so close that she sat up in surprise. She looked about in the dim light. No one was visible in the trees around or above her there was no one in the small clearing. She was about ready to dismiss it as her imagination playing tricks on her when she felt the sound of a body slipping down a wall close behind her. She felt more than heard because the body itself was being careful to be as silent as possible. As she spun round on the bench she was greeted with the grinning figure of Hassan. He was crouched low next to the bench his dark hair tousled with a few stray strands falling over his dark eyes. She sighed a relief when she saw him. Both that he was not an intruder and that she could apologize for earlier.

Hassan I m really sor…. He put his fingers to her lips mid sentence and just sat there looking at her. His hands smelled of coffee and almonds. He took her face in his hands and stroked her hair back gently. She wanted to kiss him again. Right there. Even the thought made her feel wicked. But it seemed that he was reading her mind now as he drew himself up so that his face was level with hers. His hands were still flanking her face and she had the feeling of time stopping around them.

Do you want this Xanthe? Do you want me?

Her heart skipped a beat when he said her name. She opened her lips but no sound came out. Though she needn t have tried because Hassan brought his own lips to hers stifling any sound there might have been. Her lips welcomed his and she felt her tongue meeting his and inviting him inside her. His arms had encircled her and she was surprised at their strength for a boy so young. He was pressing her down onto the bench and she placed her own slender arms on his shoulders. He cradled her head in one hand as the other rested on her hip. His touch was sending shockwaves through her almost as big as those from her brain that told her what she was doing was wrong and she would be caught without doubt. Her dress had ridden up around her thighs and she made a vain attempt at righting it but failed miserably as Hassan took her wrists and pinned them above her head. His kisses moved away from her lips and down her throat. Her skin prickled at the strange touch and she felt herself go weak in his arms. She had dreamed of such things many nights after staring at him for hours in the café .

There was something pushing at her thighs. He must have something in his clothes that was pressing into her. She could feel her own heat between her thighs her skin felt so wet as if she were made of ice and was melting in the heat. His lips closed on her nipple through the material of her dress and she gasped at the sensation. It was the most exquisite pain she had ever felt and it touched her inner core. She could feel her hips rise and press against Hassans weight as he bore down on her. His kisses were growing in fervour as he slipped one hand under her dress. She felt his fingers gliding up her thigh and she squirmed under him. Surely he would be disgusted by her body making such a statement of abandon and wantonness. But instead she felt his fingers tugging gently at the dark curls she had seen grow over her body as she matured. His fingers were gentle and she shuddered as the stroked gently at the outside of her most private place. No one had ever done anything like this to her and her body convulsed as he slipped one of those fingers inside her. The sensation was intense and she saw all sorts of colours explode in her brain. He paused in his kisses and leant back to look into her eyes.

I guess this means yes. No? He smiled gently before asking do you want more my Xanthe?

She could not reply because the waves of pleasure were still washing over her. Xanthe closed her eyes and savoured it feeling him shifting his own weight on top of her. As his kisses resumed on her neck she felt his fingers pressing at her again only they had become thicker somehow. He reached the nape of her neck and she felt herself grow weak again. She could not have stopped him even if she had wanted to. A deep moan escaped her lips as she felt herself stretched open to accommodate him. His entire hand must be inside her to create such a feeling! But Xanthe realised both his hands were on her hips. His hands were not what was pushing inside her. She tried to sit up to resist but as she felt him slide a little deeper inside her the will she had to resist crumbled before her. He began to withdraw from her and afraid that he had been put off by her resistance she wrapped her legs around his form to try and keep him close to her. But she released her grip and cried out in pain as she felt something inside her. A barrier or some sort that he had hit. Was she too small for him?

Babe sucks a big dick while her pussy gets licked

Good girl is discovered while making a play.

Lisa is lying on her back staring up at me. She is breathing heavily her breasts straining the buttons of her sweater. She s lying in the middle of her bed and I ve just tied her wrists with a scarf from her closet.

She is silent and still but her pretty brown eyes follow my movements with a mixture trepidation and excitement. I smile down at her comfortable with the situation: my control over her and her submission. Her eyes move anxiously towards the door. Outside we can hear the low murmur of voices the lasts guests at her party. We both know what they re discussing: how far will we go on a dare? Or rather how far would she? About me there is probably no doubt. You might say that my reputation precedes me.

So you d rather spend an hour in here as my slave than tell them the truth about your first time with Fran? My my Lisa was it really that bad? Jeez it s not like anybody s first time is all that memorable. Don t get me wrong I m not complaining. I mean I m gonna have to send Rachel some flowers or something. I d never have thought she was so kinky to think up that dare.

Lisa continues to silently stare at me. The perfect submissive who would have thought she d be up for this? But there s something else about her expression now. Some sense of apprehensiveness…or fear. What s that all about?

I pause for a moment and consider the facts. How could it be that she is OK letting me take her into her room lock the door on her friends and tie her up on her own bed but she is not comfortable discussing when she lost her virginity with her own best friends? And anyway how come they don t already know? I d always assumed that girls talked about that stuff like immediately after it happened. So why would Lisa be so secretive? And why is she so uncomfortable now when I bring it up again? After all we re alone in her bedroom and she s allowed me total control of her while Fran her supposed boyfriend is off saving heathens on some religious mission in South America. I mean I m not one to look a gift horse in the mouth but I m not really in their circle of friends in the first place and it was kind of strange to be invited out here to one of their parties. She s practically engaged to this guy but here we are. In a way it feels almost like…

Lisa did you put Rachel up to this? Did you tell her to dare you to come in here with me? Is that why you invited me here in the first place?

She stares at me and in an instant I recognize the truth of the situation. She quickly averts her eyes in the embarrassment of my discovery. For a moment I weigh my options then move to the side of the bed and sit by her. I put my hand softly on her cheek and turn her face towards mine. She still avoids my stare. I feel kind of like Goran on Law & Order Criminal Intent I ve just cracked the case on my prime suspect.

You invited me here because you and Fran haven t had sex yet. You haven t had sex because Fran says it s wrong. It s some kind of religious thing? Is that it? He wants to save you for marriage?

She looks into my eyes then but doesn t answer.

…but you don t want to wait.

Lisa s eyes fill with tears and her hands struggle against the binds to wipe them. She looks so sad and vulnerable now and not in a sexy way. I let out a breath. Look at myself for a moment in the mirror over her bureau then lean down and take a corner of the sheet. I dab the wetness away from her eyes then tilt her chin so that she can t avoid my eyes.

You invited me here because Fran wants to save you for marriage but you don t want to wait? Is that it? You figured that with him away and with my reputation it d be a cinch?

Lisa s eyes betray the truth of situation. She wanted me here. She wanted me to have her. Only she didn t want me to know she d planned it. In affirmation she nods her head yes.

As I gaze down at this pretty young girl I must admit to feeling a bit used. But I try not to let my pride ruin the situation. After all she is a beautiful girl. Even more so with her hands bound behind her. We are both the same age and we both just graduated from high school together. Maybe her friends and her life are completely separate from my world but we ve known each other and been in classes together for years.

In fact I ve often tried to catch her eye but she s always avoided my looks. Until tonight I wrote her off as hottie but a bit shy. Sometimes even aloof. I d often wondered through the years whether she could be attracted to me. A few months ago I d caught her eying me in class but didn t take it too seriously. Anyway she d been dating Fran (we called him J for Jesus as a cut) for a couple of years and me and my friends kind of assumed they d be the first ones in the class to get hitched. Anyway I guess assumptions do really make an ass out of you…I mean here she was not at all the shy religious girl I thought. And if I ever wondered about her feelings towards me the answer was now here lying on the bed before me.

So you invited me here tonight so that we could hook up. Your boyfriend isn t here but your friends know. You wanted to trick me in here to see what would happen is that about it?

Lisa nods she looks embarrassed but maybe a bit relieved too.

Can I ask you just one more thing Lisa?

Here eyes now turn to mine. She nods her head yes and I see that there s something else now in her eyes a softness or willingness now. I ve always secretly loved her pretty almond-shaped eyes

Are you as attracted to me as I am too you?

And for the first time since we entered the room she speaks

Yes.

*****

I m lying on my side propped up on my elbow staring down at my pretty young quarry. She stares back at me an intimate reckless look on her face. My other hand rests on her hip my thumb has secreted under her sweater and is lightly massaging the skin there.

I look down at my other hand and turn my wrist to check my watch.

We ve still got about forty-five minutes to go. So Lisa I m going to ask you some questions. I don t want you to explain I just want you to say yes or no. Or nod your head. Sometimes it s sexier if you don t speak. Do you understand?

She stares back into my eyes and nods yes.

Very good. You re a natural. Very sexy and you didn t speak a word.

She smiles a bit at the compliment and as I continue I look down at where my hand rests on her hip. I move the sweater up a few inches so that I can rest my whole hand on her soft rounded flesh. I spend a moment or two tracing my finger across the contour of her skin watching the dimples rise to my touch. I look up and see her staring at me. We won t be strangers for long.

So I m guessing that you ve gone this far before?

She nods her head and says yes. I move my eyes from hers and back to her midsection. My hand moves a bit farther now disappearing again under her sweater as my fingers skirt across her stomach and then press lightly on her ribs. I can feel her heart beating now it s fast and her skin is warm under her sweater. My hand continues up to the base of her bra and traces the underside of her breast.

And how about here he s gone this far before right?

Lisa lets out a breathy um huh. I look back at her face. She is very pretty with her high rounded features. Almost doll-like with a pouty little smile. I wish I could see those sexy almond-shaped eyes as my hand feels her up but she s closed them now. As my hand continues to trace the curve of her breast she arches her back a little. I raise my hand and unhitch the buttons of her sweater peeling it open to reveal her stomach then her chest. She s wearing a white lace bra which contrasts nicely against her dark Italian skin. Her breasts look gorgeous: high and round and so sexy as I get my first view of her cleavage. I wonder to myself what the hell is wrong with her boyfriend.

And you ve gone this far too…

As I continue to stroke her breast over the fabric of the bra her nipple hardens and I let it stand up between my fingers. As I draw my hand back down I pinch it and I feel her harden more. I stop for a moment waiting for her to open her eyes again. When she does there is a dark distant look in them. It is a fresh wanton look that is incredibly erotic.

…You like that don t you?

She looks right into my eyes as she says yes.

And do you like how I do it?

Again looking me right in the eyes she says Yes.

Better than Fran?

She answers by leaning back onto the bed and pressing her chest up to me.

With that I raise up off my side and reach over my head to take my shirt off. I m no jock but I m young and I keep in shape. Lisa s eyes open and travel down over my chest and stomach. I smile back at her.

You like?

She nods her head yes.

I move over kneeling above her prone position. She s wearing a front-clasp bra. I reach down and flip the closure open then open my hands below her breasts. I straddle over her lap and stare into her eyes as I cup her naked breasts in my hands. Her skin is soft and I let her feel my hands covering her completely from below. My thumbs travel up to rub her nipples first from below then all around then over her hard swollen nubs. As I have my way with her her eyes wander over me sometimes staring at me sometimes at my chest or down at where my hands are on her.

This is as far as it s gone right?

She nods yes as I bend down and kiss her hot skin. I let my lips graze her ribs and as I suck on the skin there I feel her heart beating rapidly under her skin. My hands travel up over her breasts as my mouth moves across her stomach. I let her feel my lips and tongue licking and sucking at her skin first gently then harder wherever I go. I bite gently on her skin below my hands then move my mouth up to the soft flesh of her breasts. She moans loudly as I lick across her areola then the tip of her nipple. I press her breasts together roughly then suck one nipple then the other into my mouth. Lisa is arching her back now practically forcing her breast into my mouth. After a few more moments I return my attention to her face. Her eyes look directly into mine.

Have you seen Fran naked?

Slowly she nods her head no. I smile and rise up off of her. I stand beside her prone body and look directly into her eyes as I unbuckle my belt. She stares back at me again a hint of fear maybe mixed with excitement.

I strip my pants and boxers down at once. My cock is half hard. Thick and arched out before me. I m not shy about my body and I continue to shuck my pants kicking them to the side. I look into Lisa s eyes again she is being a little shy not looking at me naked yet. I hold her stare until she understands and obeys my silent command. Her eyes take in my body my cock half hard only a foot or two away. She stares at it for a little longer than I d expect then back up at me. There s no more fear in her eyes it s been replaced by a sort of complicity. She smiles like she s seen something naughty.

I kneel back on the bed. I continue to stare at her taking in the sight of her delicious young body my eyes travel over her down across the plaid skirt and to her thighs. I take hold of her knee and knead the flesh there feeling the hot perspiration behind her thigh. I squeeze her firmly digging my fingers into her muscle. My cock begins to harden and stand up straight as my fingers continue down the inside of her thigh. Again I feel how warm she is as my hand goes under her skirt.

She opens her legs slightly to allow me better access and when she does her calf brushes against my cock. I hold my position and wait for her reaction. She doesn t pull away though instead she looks directly into my eyes as she presses her calf harder against my thick length kind of massaging me.

I take the hint and move over in front of her letting her legs encircle my waist. She squeezes against me and I allow my hands to continue up underneath her. I cup her ass then move her legs wider apart. Leaning down I play my thumb across her panty line then up between her legs. Before I go any further I look up at her only to find her eyes closed and her mouth open slightly. Her little pink tongue plays across her lips.

I move directly between Lisa s legs and press down between her pussy lips with my thumb. Squeezing her seam I press directly up the front of her panties spreading her lips beneath the material. She is warm and very damp here clearly she s been wet for some time. At this sign I don t hesitate anymore and to continue to stroke up and down her slit. I notice the feel of her nub practically pressing through the fabric to my fingers.

I reach up to the top of her panties and hook my fingers. As I pull them down over her thighs she opens her eyes again. There is a moments hesitation there then it disappears as she lifts her legs for me. I lean back enough to pull the panties down the rest of the way past her ankles then toss them aside.

As her legs spread open again before me our eyes meet. I lean down onto her pushing her skirt up so that my rigid cock presses between her legs. Reaching up I pull her arms down over her head. As she watches me I untie the scarf.

The moment her hands are free they are all over me.

She claws against my shoulders then pulls me down to her. My lips meet hers and as our mouths open I feel the contrast of her soft breasts against my chest and then the hard rub of her nipples. Her fingers dig into the back of my neck and we kiss wantonly for a minute. Below I feel her begin to thrust her hips up. I feel her pussy hot and wet rub up against my cock. She s kind of awkward and a pressing a bit hard so I take her hands again fighting her now for control then press them down beside her on the bed. She takes my cue and relaxes a bit but her mouth is on fire now sucking on my neck then my chin. She leans into my ear

I don t want you to stop anymore. I want you now. I just want you to fuck me OK?

I take her chin in my hand and slide my thumb across her lower lip pinching her mouth open. I play across her lip then move my thumb inside her mouth. As I look her in the eye she begins to close her mouth sucking on my thumb.

Just let me do it OK?

I stare her down for a moment. She understands and relaxes again slipping back into the role of the submissive. I can tell by her eyes that she is enjoying the feel of my thumb between her lips.

With my free hand I reach down and grab hold of my shaft. I m kind of surprised at how turned on I am and how big my cock feels the first time I m with a new girl. It feels like it s twice as big as normal or when I m home jacking off.

Lisa continues to give head to my thumb her cheating lips wrapped appreciatively her tongue licking me like candy. I pause to appreciate the situation. Her there on her back with her legs open practically begging me to fuck her sucking on my thumb like she wishes it was my cock. Whatever there is between her and her boyfriend it ain t this. For a second I feel some remorse. Then remembering what a stuck-up uptight prick he is I let that go completely. After all I ve got a job to do.

I position Lisa s legs around me rubbing the head of my cock against her slit coating my dick with her juices. I take my time to rub it up all the way up then the underside too spreading her lips. She lets out a loud moan then stops sucking. As I continue to prime my cock with her wetness she looks up into my eyes.

You don t have to be gentle. I already lost it….my first time was with my hand.

I must admit to a moment s disappointment at that revelation but I don t miss a beat. In a way it ll be that much easier. I grasp the base of my cock and guide the end into her hole. She maybe a virgin of sorts but she s so wet now that it doesn t take much to get the head in. Once I do I place both hands on down on the bed at her sides.

As I press in she looks up into my eyes and breaths a slow moan of yeeeesssss.

I lean down into her wrapping my arms up underneath and around her shoulders. I tilt her neck up so I can kiss her. My cock continues to suck down inside her. I begin to withdraw then build up a slow rhythm in and out as she opens further to my advance.

We kiss deeply now. Her arms wrap around me and her legs encircle my waist almost like she s trying to climb a tree. I continue to stroke in and out of her pussy. She feels amazing warm and tight. I feel her squeezing me as I continue to push further now burying myself all the way inside. I m gentle but not too gentle.

As I begin to slowly fuck her I lean back up and arch my cock inside. I begin a slow seductive rhythm as I push up on the back of her thighs. I can feel the tip of my cock grazing up inside her and I know I ve found her spot. She looks up at me with a shock and then a smile as I begin to fuck the swollen head of my cock into her g-spot…

Babe in red heels gets drilled by two big dicks

Virgin shops for her first experience.

It was August of 1970 if I recall correctly. That would have made me twenty-one. I know that Elvis was performing in Las Vegas because we were amazed at the length of the lines of middle-aged women buying tickets often dragging husbands behind them.

My buddy Jack and I were hiking the great parks of the West and had had enough of camping for awhile. We decided to splurge and take a motel room on the edge of the town for two days. We had hooked up in Yellowstone with a guy I ll call Howard. All three of us were camera bugs and our mutual interest made travel together fun. Howie had been on his own but thought our itinerary was fine.

The motel was nothing special. All it had was a decent outdoor pool. None of us had money for expensive digs much less to gamble since we were all college students. We took in a couple of shows from the cheap seats. Otherwise we slept ate drank and swam.

The clientele at the motel wasn t the classiest either. There was just this one standout girl. We took bets on how old she was. Her body would have served any mature woman well. She was fully developed with large breasts and full hips. Her mons veneris was prominent. But she had a baby face with a sprinkling of small pimples across the freckles on her cheeks. She also had braces on her teeth. She was going to be a knockout in a couple of years. With her shoulder-length blond hair she looked remarkably like De De Lind a very popular Playboy Playmate from 1967. My guess and Jack s was that she was seventeen. Howie guessed eighteen but we said it was wishful thinking.

She seemed to be by herself which we thought strange. I ll be honest after all these years I can t remember her name. I only know it was something corn-fed like Suzie or Becky and that she hailed from Nebraska Kansas or Oklahoma. In those days bikinis were the rage. She had on a yellow polka-dot one just like the song from the 1950s It didn t leave much to the imagination. Suzie hadn t had her equipment long and was definitely trying it out. She was thrusting her breasts at virtually any man with breath in him constantly self-consciously adjusting her bikini. However most of the males were married men or their little sons. The only eligible men around the pool that day were Jack Howie and me.

I was the boldest among the three of us. I waited until she was covered by the water and less apt to be self conscious to make my move. I swam half a dozen laps with a quick Australian crawl to show off and made sure to end up beside her. She complimented my stroke and I remember thinking I d like to show you other strokes Miss. She told me her name and that she was from Nebraska. She also divulged the mystery of why she was alone. Her parents were inveterate gamblers and spent night and day at the tables. She was too young to be with them and was abandoned to the pool.

I can t even get drunk she complained to me. Looking at her innocent face I was mildly stunned by this admission.

How old are you? I asked.

Eighteen she replied.

I still believed she was seventeen.

You re allowed to drink in your state at eighteen? I pursued.

My folks drink a lot she answered obliquely. They don t notice if I take a couple swigs from their bottles.

I told her she looked more like sixteen. She had her clutch purse right next to her at the edge of the pool. She dug into it for a driver s license with her name on it. According to the license she was eighteen but I noticed that she had had it tucked into a secret compartment. She cocked her head at me. They left me five bucks for food. There s a liquor store down the street. How about you get me a bottle of rye whiskey and I ll let you have a couple drinks?

I can do better than that I said hoping the cool water would help to keep my package at least semi-soft following her words. I have a bottle of vodka in my room. All you want for free. Do you like vodka?

I like anything that gets me high she said.

I also had a couple of cans of orange drink in the room. It wasn t orange juice but it served to cut the edge off the vodka. That and a little ice were all this young lady needed to fly.

Suzie got right out of the pool and grabbed her towel. Which way? she asked.

As we passed my partner Jack he shook his forefinger at me in warning. I knew I was taking a risk but she had shown me her driver s license and as far as I was concerned it was a license to fornicate.

We had left the room air conditioning going full blast. By the time I had the first drink ready for blonde blue-eyed Suzie she was quivering with the cold. Maybe a bit of it was also in anticipation of what was to happen. I went into the bathroom and got her a fresh towel. She sat on the bed and I began to dry her off starting with her shoulders and neck and working slowly and sensuously downward. She chugged the damned drink. If Suzie is still alive I m betting she s seen more than one detox unit. I got right up and fixed her another. Then I returned to my gentle rubbing. I sat on the floor next to the bed and lifted her feet in turn. After I had dried between each toe which made her giggle I sucked and tongued them.

You re getting me wet again she said.

My intent was precisely that. Do you want me to stop? I asked.

No. She arched her spine and thrust her breasts out. Do whatever you want.

I finished drying her legs right up to her bikini bottom. She kept her eyes closed but knew exactly how to get the glass to her mouth. Soon enough the second drink was gone. I took the glass from her and stood. By this time my cock was tenting out my swim trunks. She had to have seen my erection but made no comment.

As I filled her glass for a third time I said You re very fair. You ve already gotten a lot of sun and you ll burn if you don t put on more suntan lotion. I ve got some powerful stuff here. Let me put it on you.

She agreed with no argument. I grabbed the remaining towels and spread them out so I wouldn t ruin the bed cover.

Suzie bottoms-upped her third libation and then spread herself along the length of my bed also bottom up. I turned on the radio. It had some Country song on that she professed to like so I let in play.

I began at her shoulders and worked my way down slowly giving her a massage at the same time. She cooed to let me know she welcomed my attention. I did not ask permission to undo the drawstrings in the back of her bikini top. I laid each string on the side. I noted how her large breasts protruded and my cock became painful in my shorts. Without telling her what I was doing I got off the bed for a moment and pushed them to the floor. She never looked up. Then I straddled her with the head of my cock resting on the line of her bikini-covered ass crack. I continued to work my way down her back massaging her spine.

That feels real nice she said.

Her words gave me the courage to undo the knots on either hip. When I rocked back she obligingly lifted her hips so I could remove the material.

Ooooh what s that on my butt? she asked.

If you don t know then you shouldn t be in this room I said.

It s a hard cock she replied.

You sound like you ve had experience I said hoping that she would tell me she had been fucking for some time.

I ve given two boys oral she said. They were both my boyfriends.

That s all?

Well I ve done a lot of petting under my clothes. And Billie was about to stick his in me on the couch out on our patio when my parents came home early. He had it in about an inch and it felt real good. But technically I m still a virgin.

I think if she had made the same confession out in the pool I would not have invited her into the room. But we had come too far. My balls were turning blue and I hadn t even given my cock one stroke.

I kneeled above her ankles and continued my lotion spreading and massage. I spent a great deal of time on Suzie s ass cheeks. She loved it and began rolling on the bed as if she had ball bearings in her hips. The moment I moved my hand down toward her thighs she winged her legs right out. I put my fingertips on her cunt. It was still cool on the outside from being in the pool but when I parted her outer lips with my middle finger the inside was heating up fast.

Oh man touch me there she encouraged.

I told her to get up on her knees. She was up in a moment. I inspected her virgin pussy up close petting stroking and prodding it. She was so fair that she had almost no hair. She liked everything I did to her. I put my mouth to her cunt and she went wild. I licked her until my tongue went numb. While it recovered I probed with two fingers as far as they would go. She was indeed very tight. I felt what I thought was her hymen. Her asshole was winking at me all the time and I spent some time tonguing and fingering that as well. She began to flower. Her cunt lips turned pink and then red swelling and widening. While my tongue probed I reached around and mauled her depending tits.

Are you going to do me now? she asked eagerly.

I thought it was cruel that I had not even kissed her. It was after all to be her first time. Eventually I promised as I rolled her over. I spent many minutes kissing her wired mouth and then sucking on her big breasts. She had strawberry-colored nipples with small pink areolas around them a little bigger than Life Saver candies.

When I looked up at Suzie s face to judge her level of excitement I saw that her eyes were unfocused and wandering.

Oh man she sighed. I think I drank that vodka too fast.

You re not gonna throw up are you? I asked.

Nah. I never throw up. But once I passed out.

Her words reformulated my plans. I moved back down to her pussy immediately. I figured if I stimulated her enough this willing virgin could not possibly go narcoleptic on me. I was right. As soon as I shoved the pillow under her and positioned her legs she rallied. She was both eager and curious about her deflowering and kept her head high looking down her torso to her high mound.

I took my cock and moved it up and down along her wet crack. Whenever I got it near her clit I vibrated it as fast as I could. She made happy noises reached down and actually spread her outer lips. Her invitation could not have been more clear. I inserted the head and began to push in and out.

Suzie was a firecracker. I hadn t gotten more than an inch of my dick into her when she had her first orgasm. The bottoms of her legs shook like some kind of wind-up toy gone wild. A rush of secretions from her pulsating vagina made the rest of my tunneling easier but she was incredibly tight. My cock head came to her hymen but I was not about to stop. I pushed and pushed. She moaned that it hurt but I think the alcohol had anesthetized her enough that it wasn t excruciating. I felt like I was ravaging her and yet her hands dug into my ass cheeks and encouraged me forward. I bulled on until I was well seated inside her. Then I rested a few moments to get back my breath and to allow her vaginal walls to adjust to the invasion. I came up high on my hands and slid my cock back for a view. Sure enough it was spotted with blood.

Don t stop! Suzie cried out.

Gently I reinserted myself and began rocking in and out. I put my hands under her ass to help guide her into the rhythm. She was loving it. I alternated fucking her with kissing her face neck and breasts so that the session lasted a good while. Whatever I did she was enthusiastic about.

I had had no intention of cumming inside my virgin but Suzie was like a bucking bronco that was determined to hold onto her rider. Even as she pitched and humped her legs crossed behind me to encourage even harder thrusting.

Yea yea yea she grunted. Fuck me. Yea yea yea. Give it to me good.

I did not know it then but never again in my life would I meet such an eager and abandoned partner. Her life seemed focused on the sex act.

I felt the warning spasms in my balls. I attempted to back out of her. She realized what I was doing and clutched at me like a drowning woman to a lifesaver.

Don t stop! she cried out.

I can t cum inside you I replied in a panic.

She didn t bother to reply but went back on her shoulders in an effort to thrust her entire cuntal sheath at me. It was the most wanton behavior I had ever seen in a female and it was all I needed to push me over the top. I despaired of getting out of her and just let go and enjoyed the ride. Feeling the boiling sperm erupted along the length of my cock I humped for all I was worth. My cock felt like glowing iron inside her. I extended my legs and went up on my toes pushing for all I was worth. After the first explosion I held still.

Oh God I feels it! Suzie exclaimed. Oh it s so fucking good!

My head felt like it had exploded. Everything above the level of my eyes felt like I had gotten a Novocain shot like there were big bubbles in my brain. I stayed above her in a rigid push-up position for several seconds and then allowed myself to collapse on her. She kissed me with feverish delight.

Are you okay? I asked worried in spite of her seemingly carefree behavior.

It hurts down there she admitted. But it hurts good.

I lifted her ass. Cum was dribbling down onto the towel and it was streaked with lines of blood.

Did you cum again? I asked.

I think so. It was so intense I can t remember. Can we do it again?

My dick was still hard from the very salaciousness of the act. Cupping her ass cheeks I pumped back and forth gently in her hoping it would stay up. But gradually it softened. I think the experience was so intense that it temporarily numbed me.

I need to rest a minute I told her rolling next to her.

Suzie stole a glance toward the vodka bottle.

I don t think you should have another drink so soon I said.

Me neither she agreed. Besides this is a much better high.

We talked and cuddled for awhile spooning. I knew that the simple acts of feeling up her great tits fingering her wet cunt and rubbing her ass would get me hard again and it did.

The minute Suzie felt my cock stiffen she rolled over and regarded it. She did not seem shocked or dismayed in the slightest in seeing her blood. She simply grabbed one of the towels and scrubbed my cock clean. Her action of course got me harder.

Let me suck you for a while she said. You can tell me how I m doing.

The girl was determined to become a world-class lay in record time. While she got my pointer as hard as maple I gave her some pointers as well. She was a remarkably adept student. The braces raking across my cock proved an incredible turn-on. I stole a wishful look at my camera on the dresser but then I thought the better of capturing her. I really wanted no evidence that I knew this young woman.

The second time we did it with her on top. She loved getting the power to regulate the session. She also loved reaching around and playing with my balls. I in