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22 August 2007

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The Clearing

It was a cool summer day as she sat listening to the droning music of the jamboree before her. Mind wandering she noticed a man sitting below a tree the same listless look in his eyes that she held in her soul. He looked up and their eyes met. A grin tickled his lips she looked away quickly but not before the intrigue had entered into her mind. Looking back slowly she formed a coy smile on her face as she noticed his gaze was still set on her. She smiled seductively and raised an eyebrow at him. He sat up straighter and smiled back. Running a tongue over her lips she crossed her legs smoothly and pretended to place her interest back in the music. He continued to watch her and throughout the next several hours of that morning their eyes met many more times thoughts within their heads filled with each other. They had both sensed the automatic attraction and were restraining themselves with much force.



As the supper hour approached the young woman rose from her chair and sauntered near the large firm oak under which the man rested. Kneeling discreetly beside the tree she placed a hand on his shoulder startling him. Looking up an excited yet subdued look crossed his face. The word hello began to pass his lips but she silenced him with one word: Come.



She rose and walked swiftly away from the tree leaving him to sit and ponder. Ponder he did not do for long as he rose quickly and followed the curvaceous woman in the tight jeans and beige tank top. He silently noted to himself that the clouds were beginning to gather with dark foreboding. Reaching her he had the sense not to talk and so they walked in silence around the people gathered up a hill across the road and into part of the campground where the jamboree was held. They said nothing motioned nothing gave away nothing that would give anyone else the sense that the young woman and young man in jeans were together. She just walked and he simply followed her waiting for what he knew was surely to come.



As they reached the campground they noticed no one and as he began to speak again she grabbed his hand discreetly and pulled him into a covered clearing in the trees. His back facing the entrance she reached her hands to the sides of his head pulling his head down toward her and forced her lips on his. He stood there a moment stunned then began to accept the passion she passed to him. He gently placed his hands above her hips as her intensity grew and soon he felt his grip tighten and move down to her buttocks. Groping her tightly he let a moan escape his lips as their tongues entwined passionately.



Throughout the kiss she had rotated him so that her back was facing the entrance. Now as they grew more and more excited she pulled away. Seeing the confused look on his face she reacted by forcefully pushing him down to the ground his body sprawled over the grass. He sat there propped on his elbows only for a second as she soon threw her body on top of his and began kissing him fervently again. Soon her kisses moved past his mouth down his chin onto his neck and to his shirt collar. Her hands moved deftly across his chest down to the edge of the material of his flimsy t-shirt. Moving her hands under the shirt and up his torso she pulled the shirt up and soon had pushed it over his head. Her lips again began to caress his body moving down his highly toned torso lips only lingering to pull at his tight nipples before moving down to his belly button. Her hands in constant caress of his chest were soon down to the edge of his jeans fiddling with the top button. His breathing intensified and he was startle as she spoke for the second time to him.



Are you a virgin she asked deeply her voice sending shivers of pleasure through him. He nodded anxiously then watched her face reveal a sly smile. Good she replied so am I. At that he noticed that she had undone his pants and his hard cock was released from its confinement. She licked her lips hungrily as she looked down at it then in one swift movement moved her mouth down on top of him.



At that instant the skies opened and it began to rain. A crack of thunder and bolt of lighting echoed throughout the sky at the first touch of lips to cock. He shuddered feeling the pleasure coursing through him as her mouth moved up and down his tight shaft. The lightning exaggerated this motion in the dark clearing making it all the more picturesque. Despite the covering of the trees the rain poured into the clearing and soaked both giver and receiver.



He felt himself reaching the point of release and looked at her again. Her long dark hair was dripping wet with rain sticking to her face and his cock. The rain had coursed underneath her as well and soaked her shirt causing it to cling tightly to her firm body. He noticed her tight breasts and nipples poking through her flimsy shirt in the absence of a bra. With that thought and picture in his mind the moans came from his mouth with a higher intensity and she sensed he was nearing his climax. In one swift move her lips moved to the top of his shaft and wrapped around his head. Her hands now massaging his soft balls she began to suck with all she had. With a loud and satisfied sigh from his mouth he emptied himself into her her tongue and throat working hard to swallow most of his sweet cum. Letting a few streams of cum exit her mouth they mingled with the rainwater and the sweat all over her body.



When he was spent she looked up at him for a moment then slid her wet body up his naked torso. Her lips sought out his again and they kissed avidly for another moment before she pulled away. Looking down at him cunningly she asked him one more question.



Do you want to lose your virginity? She said it with such feeling he felt the passion take over his body. Rolling to his side and flipping her onto her back he sensed he stunned her as he hovered above her. The look of surprise on her face quickly changed to excitement as he leaned his head close to her ear.



Do you? he asked seductively and at her determined nod he moved his lips back to hers. Before the passion was absorbed within their lips he moved his down her throat the same as she had done to him. Her hands grasped his behind as she moaned in ecstasy. As she tried to tug his wet jeans down his lower body his hands roamed down to her breasts still obvious through the cloth. He buried his face between them savoring the feeling for just a moment more. Then his hands moved on to her stomach pulling the material up her body fingers lingering on her breasts. He tossed the flimsy top to rest on top of his then began to kiss her again. Starting at her throat he moved his lips down further going through the valley between her large glistening breasts. He let his hands rub caress and pinch her breasts and nipples as his tongue and lips moved further down causing ripples of moans to come from her mouth. As he reached the top of her jeans he moved his hands down and began to undo the button. Delicately unzipping the zipper he put his hands above her waist and pulled the jeans down her hips. Kneeling he removed the jeans and lacy underwear completely from her legs and sat marveling at her naked body.



He could feel himself grow hard again at the sight of her beauty. Her face flushed and excited she held her eyes closed and panted attempting to regain her breath. Her breasts rose up and down in the rain still pounding on in the dark evening. He pushed himself back a little further then extended his middle finger. Running it up along her cunt past her entrance and clit he sent a chill down her body and she let out a louder more fanatical moan. He smiled amusedly the inserted his finger directly into her. Moving it he caressed her insides making her wet naked body squirm in the dim light of the lightning. He knelt down before her wet cunt and replaced his finger with his tongue reveling in the sweet taste of her. His finger moved up and began to caress her clitoris as she began to scream with pleasure. In and out his tongue went eliciting more and more sighs and screams. Soon his face was covered in cum and she was nearing her point.



Removing his head from between her legs where her hands had unnoticed to him been pressing on his head he looked at her pleading face. Moving his body up so their faces were together once more he kissed her again. This time a soft gentle kiss as they both realized they were about to share something with each other they could never again share with another person. Her hands moved down his naked back again this time pushing his jeans down to his knees. He squirmed his way out of them and they lay there in the darkness naked and wet. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her leg he could feel her tight breasts squeezed against hi chest. He pulled his head away from the kiss for a split second and at her slight nod he entered his cock into her vagina. Smoothly at first then with more intensity. She clung to him feeling pain and pleasure all at once letting moans and screams come freely from her mouth. As they both neared their point again he silenced her screams with his mouth and as he thrust in and out of her harder and faster than before they held their mouths together.



Finally at that last point she pulled her head away from him and let out a passionate sound as their juiced flowed feely with each other s He trembled as he emptied then lay there on top of her not certain what to do next. She pulled his head to her shoulder and ran her fingers through his hair as they both fought to catch their breath. Minutes passed and still they lay there in the secluded clearing.



He pulled out of her a moment later kneeling between her legs. As he glanced down at her beautiful body he smiled appreciatively and spoke.



This time next year?

This young harlot

20 August 2007

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Mother s Peach Cobbler

I d studied the way the gardeners eyed up my mother and it intrigued me to no end. They flirted with her and paid her compliments that even I could sense a double meaning in. She pretending to disapprove but I could tell the attention thrilled her. Every woman wants to feel desired. She was just getting back into dating five years after my father had died and was starting to really enjoy herself. She went out several nights a week and stayed out late leaving me to myself and my budding sexuality.



When she was gone I liked to study the one sexy magazine I had that I d stolen with a girlfriend from her older brother s stash. I d stare at the pictures and read the words and entertain vague and uncertain fantasies of seduction and sex.



When the gardeners were redoing the back garden I watched them work allowing feelings to stir inside me. These were new explorations for me thoughts of touching and being touched and I was thrilled with the way I could sit still without moving and feel my nipples growing hard and the lips of my pussy beginning to swell. I loved the rush of desire but it confused me too.



The men were all tan and lean and spoke a rapid-fire Italian as they worked. For the most part they ignored me so I was able to watch from the side fence enjoying the sight of the sun on their shiny brown hair and the easy way they worked with their hands. I wondered about their muscular chests whether they were hairy the way men in the magazine were.



I sat and let my mind wander undressing the men in my mind trying to imagine what their cocks might look like how dark or light their skin would be next to mine and as the image of a brown work-worn hand creeping up and up my skirt made me almost gasp I was shaken from my dreamy state by the voice of my next-door neighbor.



He was a very kind older man who d done a lot for my mother and I since my dad died. He was a widower himself and knew something of the difficulties of continuing after the death of a loved one. He hadn t spoken that directly but I knew that was why he d taken to bringing us little offerings of baked bread and home-grown vegetables and inviting us to dinner once in a while.



Just now he was looking at me with concern commenting on my flushed face and somewhat labored breathing. I was clearly startled and confused and he suggested I come out of the heat and have a glass of water. I followed him through the gate between our yards and into the coolness of his house still a bit dazed. He poured some chilled water over ice and handed it to me smiling kindly.



The air conditioning sent a shiver through my body and I felt my already-hard nipples contract even more. My head felt fuzzy and my arms felt weak as I reached for the glass and stammered a thank you just before I drained the glass in three gigantic gulps. He smiled again slightly puzzled and took it from my hand turning to the sink to refill it.



I watched him through my arousal in a way I d never watched him before and found his motions so enticing so mysteriously potent. I watched him pour the water over the ice in my glass and realised that most of the feelings I was having were rooted between my legs that my pussy felt wet that an insistent pulse throbbed and intensified when he turned and met my eyes.



I must have looked as dazed as I felt because his face became all concern and then his eyes slid down to where my breathing made my chest rose and fell and my nipples pressed against the fabric of my shirt. The concern in his eyes slowly faded as recognition of my arousal set in.



He held the glass in his hand halfway between our bodies but I couldn t move to take it. I just stood knowing his eyes were on my body knowing the weakness in my knees was my own unexplored desire. Knowing he was watching me in this state knowing he was only inches away but entirely off-limits.



He started to open his mouth to speak but closed it again and just stood there staring at me or more precisely at my breasts and protruding nipples the glass of ice water still halfway between us in his hand.



Something was happening and it was happening to both of us. Right here in his kitchen on a nice suburban street thoughts were rushing through both of our minds that would have made us blush to speak out loud.



I wanted him to do something rash to grab me and take me though I had no real experience with sex so I couldn t imagine the details entirely. My heart began to hammer and I felt a blush creep up my face as I spat out a thank you i have to go and left the door wide open as I rushed back to my house next door.



I hid out in my room and touched myself in every way I knew orgasming again and again with vague images of his hands on my body his mouth kissing mine. For two days I felt sick to my stomach with sexual longing and replayed in my head in as many ways as I could imagine that afternoon in his kitchen exploring my desire in an feverish way.



I stayed away from him barely leaving the house for those days completely terrified of what he must think of me until I couldn t hide out any longer. My mother had made a peach cobbler for him and she wanted me to deliver it right away.



He s always been so helpful and kind it s about time we repaid him. she explained. She wasn t particularly domestic so this was a big accomplishment for her to have baked a whole cobbler from scratch. She made it pretty clear how important it was to her that he have it but that she was too shy to deliver it herself lest he get the wrong idea.



I thought of leaving it on the side porch and claiming I d knocked but he wasn t in but once I d stepped outside the house I felt that familiar buzz of excitement and intrigue all my nerves alert and working. I felt dizzy my breath stuck in my chest and I found myself at his doorstep knocking before I d even had time to consider chickening out.



He answered the door and smiled but I noticed his lips quivered once and he didn t say a word as he looked at me. I opened my mouth but no sound came out so I held up the still-warm cobbler as if to explain and he stepped back from the door to make room for me to come inside. As I brushed past him I felt every hair on the back of my neck stand up and the familliar ache reawaken between my legs. The feelings rushed over me so fast I almost fell down.







He found his voice and asked a few brisk and simple questions following me to the kitchen and taking the cobbler from my hands to place it on the counter. He avoided my eyes and rambled a little about nothing in particular trailing off now and again and all the while my heart beat faster and faster as I listened unable to answer back.



I found myself beginning to sweat and shake just by being near him. After all I d just spent two days imagining us as lovers imagining doing things I d only heard vague rumors about from my girlfriends at school things that thrilled me to my core but still left me hungry for the real thing.



From there it happened quickly. He raised his eyes and I thought I d faint. He moved or I moved or we both moved forward at the same time and just before my first real kiss I felt his arms wrap around me. I felt the warmth of his body near mine.



I allowed myself to be led by his mouth since I d never kissed before and quickly found the rhythm my mouth opening and closing in answer to his. He paused now and again and I d catch my breath while his lips just grazed my forehead and cheek. He positioned my hands bringing them up around his neck while his slid lower pulling me against his and I felt for the first time the pressure of a growing erection against my belly.



His hands stroked my back moving outward to frame my hips and as he did his kisses became more fevered his lips sliding down to my neck. I trembled in an entirely new way my whole body shaking. He pulled my hands from his own neck and kissed each one of them before returning them to my sides and for a moment he seemed to measure me with his eyes and I saw a hungry look I d never seen before.



He tilted my head in his warm hands tilting it up toward his own face and kissed me very deeply and I heard a muffled moan before I realised it was mine. He continued to kiss me and his hands moved down my throat and over my shoulders. I felt like I was melting in his hands and I didn t care if I melted away.



When he broke the kiss I realised his fingers had begun to unbutton my blouse from the bottom up. My heart jumped and I had to hold onto his waist to keep from staggering. His fingers worked quickly on the tiny plastic buttons creeping upward until they were just near my breasts and I could feel their warmth through the fabric. The reality of it hit me one more button.



That was when he stopped and looked right into my eyes. His face was a mix of emotions I couldn t even name but I felt safe and ready for what would come next. He must have been giving me a chance to back out during that pause but I made no move to stop his fingers as they worked the last button through its hole and drew the fabric of my blouse apart and down over my arms.



His face was flushed with desire and as he looked down my gingham blouse fluttering to his kitchen floor he half-gasped half-moaned at the sight of me half naked in front of him. My head spun as his hands touched my bare skin just below my breasts so gently and so slowly moving upward as he whispered So perfect.



I watched his fingertips sliding over the swell of my breasts stroking gently and moving nearer and nearer my nipples and felt a strange desire to cry. A familiar energy begin to surge through my body from my toes straight up my spine and I realised I was about to be touched for the first time in my life. I was thrilled and scared all at once.



I wanted something I couldn t name I wanted to cling to him to force him to move quickly to touch me everywhere at once and in at the same instant his fingers found my nipples I began to orgasm in a rapid succession of pulses my insides throbbing in a sudden hard rhythm. I gasped. I couldn t help myself it was so unexpected and so powerful. I d never felt anything like it before and I knew it was only the beginning.



He cupped my right breast in his palm and pulled me close to him with his other arm. I heard my own ragged breathing against his neck as he simply held me there soothing me. He pressed his mouth against my ear and asked if I wanted to stop. I couldn t speak I could barely breathe normally so I slid my hand down between our bodies and traced the outline of his cock beneath the fabric barely believing I could be that bold.



He gripped my breast and started kissing my neck. Then things began to happen so quickly I felt I was on a roller-coaster speeding out of control. He worked his way downward with his kisses pulling me hard against him and I felt with some alarm his teeth against my skin. He stepped me backwards until I hit the kitchen counter at my waist and then his mouth was on my breast his tongue flicking out to touch my nipple.



All the while he was working my shorts down my hips and I felt a slight chill as they hit the floor and I realised he d stripped me of my panties too. He took one of my breasts in his mouth and started to suck it. I squealed with delight and shock and fear all at once as jolts of electric pleasure zipped through my body. I stared as he opened his mouth and I saw his tongue roughly flicking over my hard nipple. It was the most exciting thing I d ever seen and it was happening to me.



I didn t want him to stop but he continued downward licking and kissing and I shuddered as I watched him kneel in front of me still working his way down toward my pussy. I stiffened and gripped the counter behind me unsure of what to do. He sensed my fear and slowed his kisses stroking my breasts and down over my hips with his wide warm hands.



His mouth was in my pubic hair and I heard him breathe deep and moan. I felt the warmth of his exhaled breath against my pussy and began to tremble. He placed a hand on either of my hips and looked up at me. I was struck by how handsome I found his lined face his earnest searching expression. I trembled even more and whimpered with an uncontrolled desire an uncertain fear.



And then he stood and wrapped his arms around me and held me without a word. I think he meant to stop what we were doing but his gentle hug turned to stroking and as his hands slid down my back over my waist down to my ass I heard him moan against my neck. He began to kiss me again more forcefully his tongue splitting my mouth open and sliding inside to explore. I moaned back suddenly passive but intensely aroused.



His hand snaked around and slid between my legs and I felt the incredible warmth of his palm pressed flat against my bare pussy. I squeezed my thighs together trapping his hand there suddenly afraid of what it would feel like to be touched so directly suddenly unsure of everything that was happening.



It was then he asked me if anyone had ever touched me before. If I d ever fooled around with anyone else. I shook my head no unable to speak. He withdrew his hand from between my legs and slid it up over my breast. He looked me in the eye and asked if I ever touched myself. His fingers stroked my nipple in a careful circular motion as he waited for my answer.



Despite the fact that I was already naked in front of him I blushed. His gaze was intense and I realised his hips were pressed against mine hard against the kitchen counter. I felt unable to move unwilling to try.



Do you touch yourself? he whispered increasing the pressure on my nipple Do you touch your lovely pussy? I gasped at hearing him speak that word and he took it as a sign to continue. His fingers pinched my nipple then moved over to my other breast and resumed their circular strokes. I shivered uncontrollably.



Do you touch your pussy he took my nipple between his thumb and finger and pinched it so hard I grunted and pretend it s someone else touching you? He cupped the breast in his hand and pushed it upward bending his head down to meet the pink nipple with his tongue.



Do you pretend it s me? he whispered before taking my whole breast into his open mouth and sucking hard. His tongue moved against my nipple in rhythmic motions his lips making lewd sucking sounds as his mouth slid over my skin. I felt the rising ache in my cunt as he sucked harder and harder and then his hand moved down between my legs again.



I went limp in his arms and made no move to stop his searching hand or roaming mouth. He kissed and bit my breasts and nipples. I started to moan again feeling dazed and dizzy my whole body loose and hot. He parted my legs with his hand just enough to slip his fingers between my thighs and up against the outer lips of my pussy.



Do you want me to touch you? he whispered his voice breaking slightly his forehead dotted with beads of sweat. He started to stroke the hairs barely grazing my swollen cunt lips and asked Do you want me to touch your pussy? His fingers felt firey hot against the wetness of my cunt and I could feel a steady pulse inside of me my desire rising at the sound of his words.



I couldn t speak and I couldn t move. I leaned against him limply and could hear my own whimpering breath. I wanted to faint or be fucked I didn t know which. I didn t know what to think or feel but he saved me from having to choose as he slid one finger between the wet lips of my cunt and pushed it deeper and deeper until I realised he was entering me entering my cunt hole without waiting for my answer.



I heard myself gasp again as he withdrew the finger sliding it forward to flick my clitoris. He didn t say a word but I caught him watching my face closely as he slid his finger back in quickly as deep as it would go then withdrew it again barely grazing my clit on the way out. I d thought it would hurt but it felt like heaven a million times better than anything I d done to myself in bed at night and so much more potent.



He continued to finger fuck me this way and I felt a building sensation of ache in my cunt each time he thrust inside me. I wondered if he would take out his cock if he d put it inside me if it was bigger than his fingers and if it would hurt. I thought of reaching out to touch him to search for the zipper of his trousers but I couldn t move except in reaction to the motion of his hand against my pussy.



My orgasm was building as he knelt in front of me again and pressed his face into my wet pubic hair. He continued pushing his fingers into me but used the fingers of his other hand to spread the lips of my cunt open. I staggered steadying myself with my hands on his shoulders and cried out as he opened his mouth and his tongue flicked against my clit in a rapid motion.



I couldn t believe this was real his tongue on my clit his fingers fucking into me and my own cries of passion. It was better than anything I d ever imagined and as my cunt began to clutch I pressed myself down grinding my cunt against his mouth. I felt his teeth on my clit a stab of delicious pain and then the throbbing of my cunt as I came for the first time in my life at the hands of a man.



My cunt had stopped throbbing long before I caught my breath. He stood and wiped his face and slid his arms around me. He held me for a while as I calmed down but when he let go I found I couldn t stand. My legs felt like rubber my whole body weak and he smiled down at me and eased me over to a chair at the table.



He washed his hands at the sink as I sat still dazed watching. Then he fixed two glasses of water and was bringing them to the table when the telephone rang. He answered it calmly and I felt my heart skip a beat as he warmly greeted my mother on the other end. Instinctively I scrambled to gather my scattered clothes as I listened to his end of the conversation. From the few words he spoke I could tell she was just checking to see that I was there and more importantly that I d delivered his present like she d asked. He winked at me as he gushed over the cobbler she d sent and how delicious it was.



I was a tangle of confusion and fear and could barely button my own blouse as he chatted easily with my mother but he put his warm hand on my shoulder and smiled. My trembling subsided and I knew somehow it would all be ok.



In truth it turned out better than ok as my mother continued to perfect her cobbler recipe and branched out into other baked desserts always using me as her delivery girl. And now when I pull out the 3×5 index card from my recipe box there s a slight ache between my legs and an involentary rush of desire.

Lean long haired blonde teen coed

16 August 2007

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Ms. Williams & Me

It was my senior year in high school. Four years had gone by and the finish line was in sight. I could not wait until I was out of school and off to college. College was going to be great and so different from high school especially the girls. At least that was what my friends in college were telling me. My only problem was my inexperience. I was about to enter a stage of life where sex was a commonly used tool and I did not know the first thing about how to please a woman.



None of this was my fault. I was a good looking guy. I was pretty popular played football and yes I did go out on dates. But none of the girls I was with ever inspired a desire to have sex. Something about their personality. It seemed as though high school girls just were not my type. Kind of funny to think about when they were the only type available. Or so I thought.



It was during the last month of school that my life changed. My science teacher was a woman named Ms. Williams and she had to be the hottest teacher the world had ever known. Her dark brown hair laid just below her shoulder. She stood at about 5 10 and was lightly tanned. Her round butt was accented by her very big and very beautifully shaped breasts. It was not just her looks that made her desirable though. Her attitude toward her students was playful but plutonic. She never made a sexual gesture in any form which made her that much more unattainable. Her voice is what I remember most to this day. She had a voice so pleasing to the ear that no one spoke in her class just to hear her more clearly.



With about three weeks to go in the year I got a big surprise. She asked me to stay after school one day to discuss my work in her class. I thought I had done good work until that point so you can imagine my shock at this request. I received her message during first period and worried about it all day. I could not eat lunch because my stomach was doing flips over what I might have done wrong. Eventually the end of the day arrived and I went to her classroom to face the music.



When I entered she looked up from her paper work filled desk and saw that it was me. She told me to shut the door which did not help with my pent up anxiety. I racked my brain trying to figure out what I might have done wrong and came up empty. I shut the door and stood there frozen with fear until she instructed me to take a seat in the desk across from her. My nerves continued to be unstable. I thought she was getting to behead me.



She signed a few pieces of paper put them in a stack on her desk and then looked up at me. Her brown eyes which matched her hair perfectly stared at me for a second. Then she spoke:



What are your plans for college? She asked.



This caught me way off guard. Excuse me I said I thought you wanted to talk about my work in your class.



Well your work in class is very good so I thought you might be pursuing a science education in college.



This was not what I expected at all. She wanted to talk to me about good things. I calmed down immensely and continued the conversation.



Science has always interested me so I will probably take a few courses I said.



What field of science interests you the most? she asked.



I hadn t really thought about it. What interests you the most Ms. Williams?



I have always loved biology. And please call me Stacey.



Ok Stacey this seemed a little awkward for me. I went along with it though. What do you like about biology so much?



I thought I was the one who was supposed to be asking the questions here she let slight smile slip through as she said this. Then she noticed that I was actually interested in her response to my question. Do you really want to know Steve?



I nodded. She seemed surprised at this and then leaned back in her chair. Her eyes darted up and down as if she was sizing me up. I did not know why she was doing this. I barely realized it was happening and only remember now. Then she stood up.



She walked around to the front of her desk and sat on top. Her legs were crossed at the ankles. It was a shame because I was eye level with her hips. Her hands rested on the desk palms flat keeping her stable as she looked me right in the eye now. I failed to return the favor though. My eyes were locked on her massive breasts. I began to wonder what they would feel like if I could just touch them for a second.



Ahem!



I was busted. No pun intended. Ms. Williams Stacey as she now wanted to be known had noticed me day dreaming about her breasts. What was I going to do? I began to look all around the room trying to make seem as though she was mistaken. She saw right through this and let me know it.



Do you like looking at my breasts Steve?



Dumbfounded by this question I tried to play dumb What do you mean?



Don t be embarrassed. I m flattered that you think of me that way. So answer the question. Do you like looking at them?



Yes ma am. I could not believe I just said that.



She looked at me and nodded her head up and down as to show she was thinking about something. I was more nervous now that all this had happened than I was when I thought I was in trouble. I had no idea what she could be thinking about and I was not about to ask either. She uncrossed her legs and did not cross them again. Since I was at eye level with her hips already I now had a clear view of her red lace panties. I did not want to get caught staring again so I quickly moved my eyes all around. The glimpse I did get was enough to start me getting hard.



You know Ms. Williams began you don t strike me as the kind of boy who would stare at a woman s breasts. Is there something you want to tell me?



I became extremely nervous. My heart started to beat really fast and I started to sweat. My eyes were darting all around the room catching glimpses of her face her panties and her breasts. I had no clue about what to do or what to say. What was I supposed to do? What would any guy like me have done in that situation?



She was dressed to kill that day too. Her lips were covered by a deep red shade of lip stick that matched her nail polish. She was wearing a mid-length black skirt black stockings and black high heels. She had a woman s suit jacket on over a white blouse with frills that ran down the center hiding the buttons.



And there I sat. I had a white T-shirt on and a pair of jeans with tennis shoes. This was a pitiful sight for anyone. She was a gorgeous woman sitting in a seductive manner in front of a decently built 18yr old who looked as though he slept in his clothes for a week. And to top all of that my cock was getting harder by the second. I then realized that she was still looking at me waiting for an answer to her question.



Well…uh…I …um… I could barely think much less than speak.



Oh! Ms. Williams said suddenly. I take it that you are a virgin. It s ok. Just relax. Now I know that you are going to college and I also know that girls in college expect a bit of experience when it comes to these matters. Would you like me to help you get that experience? What kind of teacher would I be if I let my students go to college unprepared?



All this was a big shock to me. I sat there as still as a statue and did not say a word. Fear ran through my body as I watched her take this conversation to the next level. Ms. Williams stood up from sitting on the desk and walked toward me. She bent down to me and as she did her big breasts just barely grazed the edge of my face. Her face was just in front of mine when she leaned in close and kissed me.



Her lips were soft as she pressed them against mine. Then I felt pressure on my mouth and I realized that she wanted her tongue to enter. I barely had my mouth open a millimeter and her tongue filled my mouth. She moved it all around inside and I returned the favor by slipping my tongue inside of her mouth. We kissed liked this for at least five whole minutes. I would have been happy to have just kissed all day but she wanted more. I was not about to contest.



She pulled away from my mouth and took a step back. I thought she was having second thoughts and then she motioned for me to get up and walk over to her. I did as she implied and went to her. She told me to take my shirt off because she wanted to get a better look at me. I pulled the shirt over my head and dropped it on the floor behind me. She came to me and kiss my mouth again. She then started to kiss my neck and started to work her way down my chest.



Ms. Williams ran the tip of her tongue from the top of my chest all the way down to my stomach and then back up. I was in total disbelief. She started to kiss all over my stomach when I felt a jerk near my very hard cock. I looked down and saw her unbuckling my belt. She then began to unbutton my jeans and pull down my zipper. She looked up at me for a second and smiled. Ms. Williams then went back to what she was doing and pulled off my jeans off along with my shoes and socks.



She was still kissing my stomach when she slipped one of her hands down my boxers and grabbed my cock. At first she just ran her fingers up and down the length of my shaft getting a feel for how big I was. I guess she was happy with what she found because she pulled my boxers off next. Her kisses slowly moved further down and I could feel her nose in my pubic hair. Then I felt something else entirely. It was really good.



I felt a wetness on the head of my cock. I looked down again and now saw Ms. Williams mouth on the head of my cock. She did not let her mouth go any further than the head though. I felt her tongue moved all around my head and slip into the slit in my cock. I was in ecstasy. She was enjoying this herself.



I felt her mouth go further down my shaft. She reached the base of my cock and began to suck hard. I almost lost balance when I felt this but did not fall because I rested my hands on top Ms. Williams head. She started to move her mouth up and down my cock still sucking the whole time. Because my hands were on top of her head she would pull up slowly and come down fast. This rhythm felt incredible. She sucked on my cock so long I lost all track of time.



I felt her jaw release from my cock and I looked down. She looked back up at me and said:



Is there anything you would like to do to me?



I nodded and she stood up. She leaned back on her desk as she had done before and gave me a look that said take me . I walked closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. I kissed her passionately as she had done to me. My hands moved down in back of her and cupped her round butt. I squeezed it and loved the way it felt in my hands. I proceeded to pull her skirt down and off now fully exposing her red panties. I ran my hands up and down her stocking covered legs exploring the wonderful fabric with my finger tips.



She seemed eager to move on and unbuttoned her suit jacket and took it off. Her massive breasts looked as if they were about to bust out of her blouse. She laid her back down on the desk and my next action was purely impulse. My hands found their way to her blouse and my fingers found the separation between her the frills hiding the buttons of the blouse. I tore open Ms. Williams blouse and heard buttons fly and ricochet off the walls and floor of the classroom. She seemed surprised at my doing this but did not protest.



Her lovely breasts were covered still by a red bra that matched her panties. I started to kiss her stomach with slow deep kisses. She removed her blouse and undid the clasp in the back of her bra to allow it to just lay on top her tits. I moved upward on her chest with my kisses until I reached her bra. I took the connecting strap between the cups in my mouth and pulled off the piece of delicate underwear.



I flung the bra across the room and turned my head back to view my prize. Her tits were even more luscious looking than I imagined. I placed my face between them and kissed what little flat skin lay in that area. I then ran the tip of my tongue around the outside of her left nipple. I repeated this action on the right nipple. I took this nipple in my mouth and started sucking on it gently. My right hand began to gently massage the left breast. I relished every moment of this. I heard a soft moan from Ms. Williams at this point.



I decided to switch what I was doing and reverse my position. I started to suck on her left breast and massage the right one. I heard her give off another soft moan. I figured I had to be doing something right to get this kind of reaction. I switched back and forth with my sucking and groping of her breasts for a little bit longer.



I noticed that my cock was incredibly hard now. I started to kiss down her stomach and as I was doing this my hands moved down and pull off her red panties. I knelt down and removed her panties completely. I found my face in her pussy area and did not know what to do. I began to kiss all around her cunt as I had done to her stomach. I saw her legs widen as I did this and got an idea.



I moved my kisses from the area around her cunt to the lips themselves. I placed three deep kisses down the lips of her cunt and three more in an upward motion. I heard a little bit louder moan than before as I did this. I felt her hands on top my head and her pushing my face deeper onto her cunt. With this extra force I accidentally stuck my tongue inside of her cunt and felt her jolt when this happened and let out the loudest moan yet.



I kept my tongue inside of her and wiggled it back and forth for a moment. Her hands pushed harder on my head and I began to swirl my tongue inside of her cunt. I could taste her juices and they were good. I started to suck on her cunt as I moved my tongue around in her and slurped up all the pussy juice that secreted from her. I felt her legs resting over my shoulder and her high heeled shoes rub up and down my back. Her moaning became more frequent and intense.



Her hands left my head and my mouth left her pussy. I stood up and gazed at the beautiful body that lay in front of me. She looked back at me with an expression of longing. I placed my hands on the sides of her hips and supported myself in this manner. My cock was aching and begged for relief. There was no sense in stopping now so I decided to finish what we had started.



I took the head of my erect penis and placed it in front of her cunt so it barely touched her pussy lips. I slowly but firmly eased in my cock. I slid my entire seven inches inside of her and heard a moan/whimper. I held my position for a few seconds and then began to slide out. I moved back and forth with my cock inside of her again and again. Slowly at first and steadily picked up speed.



Back and forth. In and out. I had never felt anything like this in my life. Her legs suddenly wrapped around me and pulled my closer to her than I currently was. My strokes became more rapid and hard as a result. My hands moved up her body and rested on her bountiful breasts. I could feel them move back and forth in sync with me ramming my cock into her cunt. The motion of our bodies was pure pleasure.



I rammed my cock into her harder and harder as we continued and eventually felt immense pressure built up inside of me. Ms. Williams was moaning louder than she had until this point. With each push we both came closer to climax. The final stroke came and I could no longer hold it in. I exploded inside of Ms. Williams cunt. My entire body tensed up for several seconds while my cum was continuously pumped into her many times over. This was the event that sent her over the edge.



As she orgasmed with me Ms. Williams screamed with pleasure. Her juices flowed freely and with as much intensity as mine. Her body jerked with her orgasm and we both fell limp when it was over my cock still inside of her. As I laid on top of her I still could not believe that I had just had great sex with the hottest teacher in the world. It was then I heard her voice faintly at first but then clearly:



Steve…Steve…Steve!



I found myself standing in Ms. Williams classroom door way. It had all been an incredible day dream. As I came back to reality I noticed she was wearing a black skirt with matching colored stockings and high heels. She also wore a suit jacket over a blouse with frills that ran down the center. She told me to close the door and as I did I started to wonder what color her panties were and if I was a psychic.

Young amateur lady

12 August 2007

Blue eyed young amateur lady exposes herself nude

40 Year Memories

The box had sat there for years. I knew what was in it lots of negatives and a few old transparencies. I always meant to do something about them but of course I never had. I still had the old enlarger but I doubted it I still had the skill after over 40 years to print up pictures. Then technology took a hand. My new scanner could handle negatives. I hadn t bothered to label the strips of negative looking at them was pot luck. What luck it was. There was nothing much on the strip until I came to the picture of the Girl well woman actually. How I remembered her. I remembered the small moles on her face her long hair piled on her head in a bun in the photograph her lobe less ears peeping out and her mouths showing her neat white teeth in her grin. The black and white print doesn t show her green brown eyes but as I look I can remember them with fondness which even now causes at least the beginning of a bulge in my pants.



The community which I lived in did not experience the swinging or any other kind of 60s. The old gibe that as your aircraft arrived in Belfast they made the announcement You are arriving in Northern Ireland put your clocks back 300 years was true. These were the final years before the Troubles changed the community totally. This was the time when a particular kind of Puritanism reigned. There was no part of life more puritan than relationships between the sexes. It seems strange only 40 years ago that there was a community in Western Europe where there was virtually no cohabitation and where the power of the Church on both sides meant that there was really very little juvenile sexual activity. My Mother would kill me was the constant cry. Life for a girl who fell was very hard and nasty. The ones who did quite literally disappeared



Growing up in that society was perpetually frustrating. Boys and girls basically ran around in large groups and rarely the two met certainly not individually. Dancing was discouraged. If you did get off with a girl the great moral debate was whether it was acceptable to hold hands on the first date. No matter how well you got to know a girl the best you could hope for was a quick squeeze of their tits. It was very much Nothing below the belt. It wasn t that I had never had girl friends it was just that I had never got anywhere and wasn t likely to.



It was in this state of innocence that I went to Scotland. I really never understood how I got the chance which I did. I wanted to go off to Lincolnshire to do pea picking. According to my friends there was a different kind of life there. You worked hard but the social life with the other workers made it worth while. One of my friends could even prove that something had happened as he had to go off to the VD Clinic as a result of one of his experiences. My parents – at 18 years old parents ruled then organised a job for me with a hotel on a Hebridean Island. I think that it was through some Holy Friends who they had met at a Convention. I wasn t very keen but anything was better than hanging around Belfast for the summer. If I wasn t getting to Lincolnshire and I noticed that a lot of the kids from our church weren t being allowed this year perhaps the word had got round a trip to Scotland might be the next best thing.



Scotland was different. I began washing the dishes but as people were coming and going all the time eventually after two weeks I ended up running the Coffee Shop. I slowly got to know the staff. I was busy chatting up some of the waitresses one day when the Chef drew me aside.



Never screw a colleague you ll only have her baleful eyes looking at you across the hotplate in the morning. There are plenty of women on the island staying here for a week. Try your luck with them. He then handed me a packed to three condoms. You ll need these no bare back riding. It only gives you trouble. Oh I knew all about Condoms just I d never actually handled one. You got them in Belfast in Blake s Surgical stores but no one would ever have gone in there we d have been scared to be seen going in or out. Barbers sold them with a Something for the weekend sir but our village barber who was an elder in the Church never made the offer. On the Island I discovered Drink respectable people drank in the Hebrides. This was an education coming from a strict Temperance background. The hotel where I worked was unlicensed I m sure that if it had been a licensed hotel my parents would never have let me go and work there but the other one on the Island far posher had two bars and. One of my jobs when I had been the Plongeur had been to go down to the Island shop and buy carry outs mainly of Whisky for the members of staff. Oh wasn t life wicked. Even more wicked were the twice weekly dances in the village hall. It was actually a record hop. There was all kinds of dancing and as one who had been brought up to believe that dancing was the devil s pastime it took me some time to learn the Scottish dances and ho have the nerve to ask a girl up for the slow ones.



I d been there about a month. I d got into the easy routine of the twice weekly dances and exploring the Island in my free time. One evening I had to work overtime as the Coffee shop was being used for a party and I had to mind things and clear up at the end. Then the rest of the staff had come in eaten what was left over and finish the drink which had been brought in. We then all headed down to the mid week dance. The dance was well going by the time that we arrived and I was just a wee bit drunk. I was only learning to drink. A Strip the Willow was called. There was the usual running backwards and foreword trying to get sets together and someone turned to me and told me to take this English lady and teach her the steps.



I vaguely recognised her. She had been in the Coffee Shop with obviously her friend a kind of washed out blond. We had exchanged pleasantries and when some one came in and asked me to take their photograph I had also taken Penny s photograph. She had been sitting on the benches outside and as I had wanted to finish the strip of film in the camera I had asked her if I could take her photograph. She had a face that was strong in character not that I had told her that. She was rather older than me. Neither attractive nor unattractive she was about 5 feet 6 and medium build her mousey hair was done up in a bun perhaps the only thing noticeable about her was that her arms were a bit hairy. At the dance she was wearing a little back sleeveless dress with a high neckline. As you would expect the Strip the Willow was its usual mess. The locals and the people who were regular dancers danced with great gusto. Those of us in the lesser sets spent our time trying to sort out the people who hadn t a clue. As often happened we were only getting our act together when the dance stopped.



It seemed a bit ungallant to say Thank you very much to Penny and walk away especially as it was a slowish dance coming up and I was still very shy about asking ladies to dance with me. At least I d broken the ice with Penny. We propelled ourselves slowly round the floor. Oh we did it properly one hand firmly around her waist the other and decorously holding hers up and at least an inch between our selves. I did notice that perhaps Penny moved in closer during the dance and that she was resting her head upon my shoulder. I wondered.



After the dance was over a Highland Schottische was called.



I wonder if you d mind sitting this one out Penny asked me assuming that I was going to ask her up.



Ye Sure it s a bit energetic and you really have to know what you are doing in it perhaps we ll try the Gay Gordon s later. (Gay didn t mean then what it means now). So we sat and we talked and then because it genuinely was very hot we went out for a breather and joined in with the people who were out for a breather or something else mainly a drink from a half bottle of Whisky though of course off in the darkness there were the courting couples. As we went back into the hall Penny said to me



I ve never seen it so dark I m so used to street lights. I promised that d see her home in the dark. She seemed to relax. So we danced the next set of Strip the Willow far better this time and perhaps we were not as decorous as we had been earlier as the danced closed with the last dance being to Carolina Moon.



The croft where Penny was staying was at the opposite end of the Island from the Hotel. As soon as we got away from the lights of the hall it seemed dark. It wasn t. Penny had a firm grasp of my hand and was picking her way carefully over the unmade road.



If I d know that it was this dark I d have brought a torch. The truth was that as Hebridean nights went it wasn t that dark. As your eyes adjusted you could see the clear sky was a mass of stars. As it was August the Perseids Meteor Swarm were flashing across the sky.



Don t worry once your eyes get used to the dark you ll do fine. Let s sit on the wall until you can see. So we sat beside each other up against the wall but she kept a firm grasp on my hand.



Can you see now? I said.



Well In can just about make out the road



Right lets go.



She pulled me closer to her.



Aren t the stars wonderful? Look there s a shooting star I said as a meteor briefly flashed across the sky.



I ve never seen so many stars in real life



We ll there s the Plough what the Americans call the Big Dipper.



Sorry I m not sure which ones you are talking about.



I put my arm round her and with my other arm pointed to the stars in Question. That one there is the North Star if you can find that one you can always tell where North is.



Our heads were touching her cheek was very close to mine we slowly walked along looking up at the sky she kissed me first of all on the cheek and then as we stopped and faced each other very gently on the mouth and then as I responded with greater passion she kissed me with passion and enthusiasm. We had moved on from one of the immature kisses which I had experienced in the past. This was a kiss with promise. Here was someone who knew her business. Her tongue flicked out and in of my mouth her hips pressed against me with urgency and I began to respond so much so that I had to disengage my hand to rearrange my self as the bulge in my trousers was actually quite uncomfortable. I felt her breasts pressing against my chest. We clung there expressing our mutual attraction. I don t know how long we stood together in the middle of the road but then firmly Penny took change and led me on up the road. We came to the gate of the farm where she was staying. We disengaged I opened the gate. With a gentle kiss and again with our arms round each other we walked up the lane and into the farmyard. Quietly Penny whispered in my ear Over here and led me to the barn door standing dark against the whitewashed wall of the barn. It was a sliding door but it would not slide. Damn said Penny you d have thought that the door would have opened. She again placed her lips upon mine and pulled me forward so that her back was against the door and as she held me her thighs pressed against my crutch with urgency. Her hands moved down my back until she had had a grip of my buttocks. Taking the hint I slipped my hands down and needed at her ass and discovered her love shelf as I grabbed it and helped her with her thrusts. She began to moan gently. Greatly daring I let go of her ass and moved one of my hands to her breast and gently stroked her nipples through the material of her dress and bra. She didn t tell me to stop it.



I began to have problems what would I do? This was into an area far beyond anywhere I d ever been before. I discovered that the buttons on her dress didn t do anything as I tried to open them. Penny disengaged her mouth Unzip me. I reached round behind her neck and slowly pulled down her sipper. Quickly almost practiced Penny took her arms from around my buttocks and pulled her dress off exposing her bra. I reached behind her and began to fumble with her bra strap. I d never been there before. A note of irritation entered Penny s voice Ah come on you ve undone a bra before.



Well actually no I confessed This is the first time I ve even seen a bra with a tit inside it



You re not a virgin are you?



Well actually yes.



My God that is a turn-up for the book. Well if it s your first time I m not going to make you do with a knee trembler against the barn door and I can t bring you into the house. I m sharing with my girl friend and I don t think that she would approve



Penny guided my hands behind her back where with care I disengaged the hooks on her bra. I lifted to cup and as it seemed the right thing to do I began to gently stroke the left breast coming along to touch the nipple which was standing hard and erect. The breast fitted neatly in my hand and the nipple nestled against my thumb.



Suck. I bent down and very slowly began to comply. I sucked the breast in and out of my mouth and every time I could reach it licked the nipple with my tongue.



The other one. I complied



In the meantime Penny placed her hand upon my cock and massaged my erection through my trousers. My balls filled up with cum.



I reached down and began to pull up the hem of her dress and then ran my hand up her legs I came to the top of her stockings and reached what my friend Paul use to describe as the promised land



Once you are there you re home he would remark.



I moved my hand until I felt the shape of her pussy through her panties. I began to run my figure up and down the shape of her crack



Forward. I moved my fingers to the front of the crack and felt her clitoris which I rubbed back and forward. Finding the elastic on her leg I pushed my hand along the bare skin finding her pubic hair and her wetness. Quietly at first but with increasing noise she began to groan.



In deeper hand fuck me. There was urgency in her voice as I felt her hand guide my fingers into her hole where they were trapped by the pressure of her thighs until with a convulsive shudder Penny had her organism.



All during this experience Penny was messaging my cock through my trousers.



We ll have to do something about this she said and deftly undid first of all my belt and then the buttons on my fly. She pulled down my trousers and y-fronts. Then squatting down on her hunkers she began to lick the shaft on my prick. Light touches along the glans and then nibbling with her teeth into the circumcision she rhythmically sucked my full length into her and blew it out again and while I was at full extension she did something indescribably wonderful with her tongue and the back of her throat.



I m coming. I warned her. The reaction was for her to suck even harder. I came in a jarring rush. Penny very gently chewed my now deflating prick.



Not bad for a beginning. She said after we had arranged our cloths and had some more kissing.



What time do you finish work? I told her.



Well you collect me here at half seven and we ll see what we can do about continuing your education.



She took me over to the door gave me a good night kiss and then with a squeeze at my cock and balls which were beginning to recover from their previous treatment went in and closed me out. It was in a dream that I made my way back to the Hotel I had to keep on smelling my hand which was covered with the fragrance of her juices to assure me that I hadn t just had a very wet dream.



The next day went in a dream of remembrance. I had to nip into the toilet a couple of times to rearrange my clothing when the memory got too much. At seven I set out from the hotel and at seven thirty I was knocking on the farm door. Penny answered my knock. She was wearing a light green coloured flowery summer dress and an Anorak. She was carrying a medium sized holdall.



I thought that we d have a picnic she said having greeted me with little more than a peck on the cheek. Then handing me the holdall and taking my hand she led me down the farm lane through the gate and down the road towards the Machar the sandy flower covered west coast which are a feature of Hebridean Islands.



And how was work? She asked and then told me about her working life and dropped her age casually into the conversation 28 nine years older than me but then I remembered that there was many a good tune plated on an old fiddle. She led me along the Machar until we cane to an outcrop of rock stretching into the sea. Then letting go of my hand she led the way across the outcrop until we found ourselves in a mini bay not much wider than a double bed but by the wrack which lay about half way down the bay above normal high time mark. Above us were mini cliffs stretching up perhaps 10 feet. The bay faced south west it was warm it was private. The sand was dry and warm a white mixture of sand and broken shell. Penny took off her shoes. I noticed that she wasn t wearing any stockings. I took off my shoes and socks and felt the sand grainy between my toes.



Give me the bag. I was told. I gave her the bag. She unzipped it and brought out a rug which she spread on the sand then she brought out two bottles of White wine and handed one of them to me.



Go and put this in the tide to cool them It s all right the tide is going out I checked. I walked down the beech to where the sea was gently lapping on the shore and pushed the two bottles of wine into the sand. I tuned round and walked up the Beech. Penny had divested herself of her anorak and was sitting on the rug with her legs tucked in under her skirts. She was leaning over and I could vaguely see the shape of her cleavage between the collars of her dress. I came over took off my sports coat and set it down on her anorak. I then sat down beside her on the rug. Penny handed me a cork screw clearly expecting me to open the bottle of wine. This was the first time that I d ever even had the opportunity of opening a bottle of wine but I managed not to make a mess of it. The cork came out of the bottle with a satisfactory pop and didn t leave any bits of cork behind. Penny produced two plastic cups.



Your very good health.



SlГ inte. And I tasted what could only have been the second or third drink of wine which I had ever had in my life.



Well that s everything ready. And Penny gently placed her hand on my chin and slowly controllably kissed me first of all an ordinary kiss and then with more passion her tongue eventually making its circuit of my mouth an action which I joyfully reciprocated.



Finish your drink there s plenty to come. We sat actually very decorously drinking our wine admiring the gentle heat of the evening sun which was being reflected by the walls of our little bay. We kissed occasionally gently for we knew that we had as long as we wanted.



Finally we had finished the first bottle. Penny stirred her self and unwound her legs from underneath her. She stretched her arms behind her. Her breasts stretching tight across the chest of her dress. Then she held out her arms for me. In an instant we were entwined. My left hand slid down the back of her dress past her waist to her buttocks. We lay down together I on my left side she on her right. I felt her hands plummeting my buttock as her tongue eagerly explored my mouth. With my right hand I began to explore her breasts.



Hold on a minute she exclaimed and undid the red leather belt which had been around her waist. She then lay down again and with her left hand began to undo my shirt buttons. Taking the hint I began to undo the buttons on her dress. The fabric fell away and I saw her bra. Slowly she stripped off my shirt so I equally slowly removed the dress from her arms. We lay there gently stroking each other s bodies. Then I decided that I d put the lesson of last night into use and slowly and quit clumsily I undid her bra strap with one hand. Then I peeled the bra strap off her left arm leaving her breasts exposed to view. I had never seen breasts before. They lay there ending in pink nipples surrounded with some hairs. Penny turned slightly to lie on her back and pulled her bra off her other arm. I took off my shirt and with my right hand fondling her left breast began to kiss her first of all on the mouth and then transferred my attention to her breasts. Alternatively I kissed and nibbled one while rubbing the other one between my figure and thumb.

I moved so that I was lying between her legs my hard bulge up against her crutch we were pleasantly mutually exciting each other kissing stroking it was still not below the waist. I reached round and began gentle to grasp her ass. And rub it so that I felt her hips pressing into mine.



Hang on a second I was told and then she began to undo first of all my belt and then the buttons of my trousers. She moved round so that she was kneeling between my legs. She grasped the waistband of my trousers and pulled at them. I lifted my hips off the sand and they came away in her hand leaving my Y-fronts with the tip of my erect cock peeping out from under the waistband.



Well someone s ready and willing. And Penny pulled at the y- fronts so that my cock free from constraint stood at attention. She gave it a kiss and then sat back and pulled her dress over her head. Then standing up took off her knickers. Fro a moment she stood there the naked. Her pubic hair dark and bushy stretched almost from level with the top of her hip bone and ran slightly down the tops of her legs. She then lay down beside me. I rolled over on my front and faced her I began to stroke her between her legs and nuzzle her breasts. She pushed her hand below me reaching for my cock. I rolled over onto me side so that she was able to grasp my cock and messaged my balls with her fingers. Slowly I pushed my fingerer into her hole. I felt the great flaps of flesh of her labia and the ribbed entrance to her hole. I felt her wetness her lubrication. I rubbed up and down with my fingerer and gnawed at her tits.



Now now I need it now



I reached over to my pocket for my condoms.



You don t need those she said I m on the pill painful periods I don t rout

Long haired redhead college cutie

10 August 2007

Long haired redhead college cutie rides her teen pussy cowgirl style

The Ranch

When I was 16 years old mom and dad went through a nasty divorce. I loved them both but stayed in New York when dad went out to Nevada to open his business. I was something of a nerd and wound up graduating form high school at the top of my class but still a virgin. A short while after graduation I reached my 18th birthday. Mom decided to marry a guy she had been dating a while. She asked my dad to have me live with him. I wasn’t too happy but my dad promised me a good time so I left home and joined dad in Nevada.



Dad met me at the airport and we started our drive to the ranch. I asked him weather he raised cattle or horses on the ranch. He said neither his ranch was like the chicken ranch. It was a large bordello and since I was going to be there all summer he would see that I had plenty of time in the “saddle.” He said by the time I got back to New York I would know so much about women and be so confident that women would fall all over me. It as important that I learn about women since this business would be mine. While I was there I would work as his assistant and sleep with a different woman every night. For tonight he would pick the woman since she would be my first after that the women would decide.



After arriving at the ranch dinner was served. Thick juicy steak and wonderful conversation with our companions. Both women were gorgeous and intelligent. I thought they must be managers or office staff. I did not think it was possible for women this intelligent and sophisticated to be prostitutes. But I was wrong. Allison the one who would take my virginity later that night had a master’s in psychology and was studying for her PhD. She was tall long legged and beautiful. Her auburn hair was long and hung to her shoulders. Her breasts were large and shapely. Her legs looked like they went down forever and were topped by a magnificent ass. But the most exquisite part of her was her face decorated by her large green eyes. As we talked I lost myself in her eyes. I was totally mesmerized by them and sure that there was no way this gorgeous creature would give me the time of the day.



After dinner we sat and talked in the living room. Dad poured us drinks and the conversation got spicy. Dad’s date Virginia fished his cock out of his pants and began to suck on it. Allison pulled me up and led me out of the room.



She said. “I’d rather do than watch. There is a nice hot tub on the deck get ready and I’ll meet you there in 10 minutes.



“Sure Allison.” And I rushed off to my room.



A short while later I was at the hot tub. Allison arrived wearing a fluffy white robe. She dropped it to the floor revealing her beautiful naked body to me. I knew that her auburn hair was natural. Her large breasts fascinated me. I could not stop looking at her. She smiled and looked at my trunks. The bulge in them was getting bigger.



“Those trunks have to come off. Are you going to stand there all day gawking or are you going to join me?”



She slid into the water gracefully and watched me as I removed my trunks. Allison watched me her eyes holding mine. She said. “That looks tasty do you mind if I try it.” As she licked her lips leaving no doubt as to what she meant. Her hand went to my cock and she pulled it to her mouth kissing just the tip. I groaned at this new sensation. Then her mouth opened and Allison took my hard penis into her mouth the warm wetness of it was like nothing I ever felt. Her lips enclosed the head and her tongue caressed it. Without warning I erupted into her sucking mouth. She sucked me deep and swallowed all but a little that drained out of the corner of her mouth. Allison gathered what was on her lips and dribbling out of the corner of her mouth on her finger tip. She looked into my eyes and slowly licked my cum off. “Tasty” she said. “Next time you will last longer now that I’ve taken the edge off. Was that your first time?” I nodded yes and she said. “Don’t worry by morning you will know what to do.”



Allison pulled me into the hot tub took my hands in hers and guided them to her breasts. “Do they feel nice?” I nodded my head and she smiled. She then guided my hands to her nipples rubbing them with my palm. “Yes! Do that! Just like that you are making me feel so good. If you do that every woman will want you to play with her tits. Now pinch the nipple a little not too hard. Yes! OOOOOOOOOOOOhhh so good.”



She pulled my head down lifting one breast to my lips. “Kiss it suck the nipple. I know you want to. Don’t stop.” I did and soon she was caressing my hard cock once again. “Try and hold it back now I’m going to suck you again now. If you make it last longer it will feel great when you cum.”



Allison led me out of the hot tub and had me sit on the lounge next to it. She placed a towel next to me and knelt on the deck. She lifted my cock and kissed my balls. “Spread your legs I want to lick your calls for a little bit.” I spread my legs and her head descended between them. Her mouth opened and took one ball inside. Her tongue began to lick and caress it. Then she began to moan around it. The pre-cum began to drip from the tip. Her hand caressed the head getting it slippery with the pre-cum. Then her hand began to travel up and down my shaft getting me closer to release.



“Slow down honey you will never survive the night with me if you cum so fast. I like lots of sex.” Then her head went to the top of my cock. “If you hold out for 10 minutes I promise you a very special treat tomorrow night.” This time her mouth descended onto my cock all the way. She took it deep into her throat her lips caressing my pubic hair. She pulled off and looked at me. “Watch me as I suck your cock.” The she went down again. I began to sweat and tremble as she continued this treatment. Slowly getting closer to the ten minute time and to the treat promised for tomorrow. Her hands went to my balls as she began to caress them again. She began to hum and the vibrations were driving me crazy. I began too moan as the tension built up. The pre-cum was running like a river. Allison was constantly swallowing to keep from drowning. Two minutes to go and then I couldn’t help it my eruption blasted into the back of her throat causing her to choke and pull off of my spurting cock. Her face was getting covered with my sperm. Reaching for the towel she cleaned us both off. “Next time warn a girl so that she can decide whether or not she wants to swallow it. Eight minutes not bad for a virgin. Let’s shower and go to bed. I guarantee you won’t be a virgin by tomorrow.



Allison took me by the hand and led me into the bathroom. She slowly washed me and caressed every inch of my body. She soon handed me the soap and guided my hands over her breasts and ass. The sensation of my hands gliding over my slippery body soon had me hard. Her mouth joined mine and she taught me how to kiss her. Out tongues dueled until the water started turning cold. Then she led me out into the bedroom and dried both of us off. Ordinarily I use a condom with every customer being that you are a virgin I will not use one with you because I know you are safe. After tonight you must use a condom with every woman you are with. If you do that you can ride me bareback anytime. If you don’t use a condom just once then you are putting yourself at risk as well as any sexual partners you might be with. I do not have sex with any of the customers. I deal with their submissive fantasies. I often do them with a strap on or have them masturbate in front of me. This makes you very special. Oh and I’m on the pill too so I won’t get pregnant.”



We got on the bed together and she guided me above her. Allison lifted her knees and took my cock in her hand. Looking into my eyes she rubbed the head on her wet slit lubricating it for her. Her hips tilted up and her other hand pushed onto my buttocks thrusting me into her. She pulled me closer until our pubic hair meshed. The warm slippery wetness was better than her mouth had been. “Now you’re not a virgin anymore. Fuck me make me cum. Finish the job she whispered” I began to slowly pump in and out of her wanting it to last. I was afraid that she would no longer let me do this if I didn’t satisfy her. Her hips matched my rhythm and soon we were moving like we knew what the other wanted. Our speed increased and soon we were close. Allison was able to Time her climax to coincide with mine. We both collapsed in a sweating and screaming heap.



To be continued.

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8 August 2007

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Labor Day

This is a True Story. Jean and I are both of Legal Age.



I started work at the Hotel when I was 14. Helping in the Dining Room as a bus boy. Jean the Hostess was my brother s best friend s mom and she was also the mother of a girl in my senior class homeroom. She was attractive sexy and curvy and had a lovely southern accent. Every Saturday night her husband would pick her up after work and give me a ride home too. I only lived 6 blocks away in the City of Philadelphia.



When I was 16 I obtained my drivers license and got a car and some times she would ask me for a ride home instead of making her husband come all the way to work and pick her up. It was stupid of him to come and get her when I was going the same way.



When I was alone with her I would tease her at the intersection of the Interstate. I would say right or straight meaning straight for home or right to the strip of motels. She would laugh and say straight.



I gathered from conversations that her husband had a girlfriend as some nights he would tell her to get a ride home as he was working. She knew about his girl friend and I think a lot of others did too. On Labor Day weekend he would usually take his younger two sons and go to the Drag Races. They would leave on Friday and stay Sat Sun and Monday. This one year Labor Day 1970 she asked me to come in and stay with her as she was a little afraid of being alone in the house. The neighborhood had gotten a little rough. A few neighbors had their houses broken into. I said no problem. I spent the night and slept in her son s room on the third floor.



Another year went by and it was Friday Night Labor Day Weekend of 1971. As usual I drove her home and she asked me to stay. We sat in the living room. I was on the end of the couch closest to the TV and she sat at the other end. She put her feet in my lap and asked me to rub them. She had already removed her pantyhose. I rubbed her left foot and calf and was up to her knee and then I felt the inside of her creamy thigh. It was so soft. I looked at her and she had her eyes closed and there was a smirk of contentment on her face.



I slid her right foot closer to me and adjusted the left one a little farther away. I was rubbing her foot and her calf and I was up to her knee. Again I got to feel the soft skin of her thigh. I moved my fingers up a little higher and rubbed a little softer. I looked down and I could see her panties as her skirt had ridden up high.



At that time her son my older brother s friend came home and when she heard him at the door she swung her feet down and we were sitting there watching TV. She had figured he had gone to the South Jersey Shore with the rest of his friends but he had to stay home until Saturday morning. He said hello and then he said good night as he wanted to go to bed.











Jean arose from the couch and said we should go and get something to eat. We drove around for a few blocks and most of the stores were closed. She turned to me in the car and said she was not really hungry. She had to get out of the house. She asked me if I knew why she had to get out of the house and I said no. She then told me that I had made her extremely horny and that she needed to cool off. I drove back and she went to bed and I slept in her son s bedroom.



On Saturday night the same thing happened again. (Almost like the Movie Ground Hog Day). I was sitting there rubbing her feet and did the left leg first and then I was working on her right one. My hands got higher and higher. Her soft skin felt so wonderful to me. She parted her legs a little more and my hand rose higher and higher. My little finger rubbed against her cotton panties and she moved a little and a sigh came from her lips. Her legs opened a little more and I got to rub my whole hand up and down her panty clad pussy. Her panties were very moist.



At this time Jean rolled onto the floor and pulled me on top of her. She kissed my lips with her soft lips. Her tongue worked its way into my mouth. Here I was kissing an older woman who kissed like no other high school girl I had been with. Being a virgin I was not really sure of what to do exactly. She asked me if I wanted to make love to her. She said that I would have no worries with her and with that she took her panties off.



I had always wanted to taste a woman and I asked her if I could lick her down there . She pulled her legs up and spread them wide and pushed my head towards her lovely pussy. It was my first look smell and taste of a woman. My only previous experience was some kissing and titty play with some of the local girls.



I slid my tongue up and down her pussy lips. I pushed it in as far as I could. She placed her feet on my shoulders gripped my hands in her hands and after a few minutes she pushed real hard with her feet as she pulled my hands. She had an orgasm from my licking. I was really proud of myself.



She then reached down undid my belt pulled down the zipper of my jeans and pushed my pants and underwear down my legs. She took my cock and guided it to her hot wet hole and I slid in. Here I was my first time and it felt great. I pumped in and out as I kissed her. Her French Kisses was hard and I could feel her teeth against mine. Her tongue was all over my mouth and she was matching me stroke for stroke. I knew I was about to cum and I told her and she said to go ahead. I shot a gallon of my juice into her. I had never cum before unless it was by hand (mine or a dates). It felt so wonderful.



She was not sure if anyone would be coming home later that night so I had to sleep in the other room. But the next year I got to sleep in the king sized bed but that is another story.

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6 August 2007

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Fairy Falls



I m still stunned. What an exquisite time.



I had to drive for half an hour. He wanted me to wear only the white shirt I wear when I m home alone. No bra no panties and no skirt. I thought about it real hard but couldn t do without the skirt not through the heavy traffic area. So I dressed white shirt and black skirt got in the car and drove.



Three quarters of the way there I pulled over onto the side of the road and took the skirt off.



The traffic the rest of the way would be light the weather wasn t wonderful overcast sky and more mist the further up the Range I drove. It was just my luck to get stuck behind a fully laden truck going up the winding hills. The first chance I saw I took. I changed down to third then went to accelerate past him suddenly realising that the driver in the truck was going to have an ear to ear face-splitting grin at the sight I made as I overtook him.



I hauled the car back in behind the truck almost cursing then followed him up the winding road for another few minutes. Thankfully he turned off onto the beach route and I put my foot down making up for lost time.



I arrived at the car park and pulled in behind his car. Odd I had remembered his car as being dark blue but it was in fact black. He got out and came to my window and I could not look away from his face for he was trembling. He has a lower lip that truly trembles when he is seriously aroused. His eyes dropped to the front of my shirt then to my bare legs.



He mentioned something about other cars parking beside us and that he d found a better place to park… I was to follow him and park to his right which I did. The threatening rain began drizzling lightly and there was a little river of water running alongside the car. No other cars could park beside us. We were in a rarely used entranceway to the scenic bush and the white gate across the entrance was closed.



He climbed out of his car then opened my door for me. We stood together on the side of the road a public road and he looked at me. I could barely see straight I was so aroused and when he lifted my shirt to see if I had any panties on I didn t even think to stop him. Anybody could have driven around the corner at that point and seen me clearly standing there with only a shirt on. And with all the greenery around the white shirt glowed.



He smiled then pressed his hand against me and then very softly ran his fingers through my hair. So soft so beautiful.



I bit my lower lip and half hid behind my hair. A thought struck me. I lifted my chin looked at his face at his eyes saying Two can play at that game and my hand moved down to the hard bulge in his jeans my palm rubbing against him slow and firm.





He opened the back door of my car beckoning me to get in and just relax. He went around to the front of the car and climbed in the passenger side.



Get comfortable he said but put a towel out because it looks like you might need it.



Too aroused to be mortified I did as he suggested and grabbed a towel to sit on. I fluffed around and spread the towel out straightening bumps in it but stopped when he touched my shoulder saying it was okay.



I sat back using another towel as an impromptu cushion against the small of my back and half turned so I was angled on the seat my legs bent and feet on the rise in the back floor. I felt comfortable until I looked up into his eyes. He had waited for me to look.



Show me. Show me what you look like. Show me what you know you want me to see. His voice was quiet quiet steady and sure.



I lay my hands on the tops of my pressed together legs feeling the smoothness of the morning shave and enjoying the touch.



His eyes followed my hands as they moved between my knees and slowly upwards. I was mesmerised by the look in his eyes he couldn t tear his brown orbs away from my hands. Knowing that nearly undid me. I almost stopped. His eyes were tied to my hands by some invisible golden chord. My body throbbed.



His hands unzipped his jeans. Oh dear god! I was going to see his cock. I stared at it just as he stared at my hands. Without conscious thought my hands moved between my thighs his hands pulled his cock from his trousers. My lips parted and my breathing became shallow. Holding his cock in one hand he stroked up and down. I couldn t bear to look away.



I d never seen a man stroking himself before… Stroking himself because he was turned on by looking at me. Turned on by what he was seeing.



My mind seemed to implode with the realisation somehow my clitty was tingling then I realised my hand had reached its target and I closed my eyes letting my head fall back so I could simply feel the hot flush rushing through my body.



Oh yes… Look how wet you are… Your lips are so beautiful. His voice soft and low barely heard. And then he touched me. My eyes flew open my own hand stilled but the feeling in my body intensified as I saw his hand against me felt his fingers sliding slowly up and down my pussy lips. Mmm so soft. My eyes drifted closed and my body throbbed with joy at his touch.



Oh god you know exactly how to touch me. This as his finger slid into me. Then I was lost in sensation as his finger moved in and out and he found my g spot pressed then eased pressed then eased.



His finger left me his hand brushed against the smoothness of my inner thigh.



Look at me he whispered.



My eyes flew open and I watched in complete fascination as he sucked his finger. He was sucking and licking my juices off his finger! Dear god! He looked so sexy and he made me feel sensual in return. When he stopped licking his serious face still his eyes saying “I want you.”



He turned away. A car went past. I slipped low onto the back seat fully aware my knees were in all likelihood plainly visible. He grinned then. And I giggled. It was such a weird feeling anybody could have seen us. I grinned and laughed.



The laughter stopped when he twisted in his seat leaned down and licked my pussy. Oh dear god! His tongue was soft and firm at the same time. He found my clitty and stroked her. He licked up one lip and down the other. I shook with desire. Tongues have such a perfect touch or at least his did.



He lifted his head and the look of astonishment on his face had me in fits of laughter again. A bus cruised past slowly.



That was full of kids. I should have kept my head down.



I could only nod in complete agreement.



He enjoyed eye contact I think. He looked directly into my eyes often when he wasn t looking at my hand that is.



Hmm what s this? Ah I see you brought a toy ah and you brought your vibe too. Well done. Now let s see what you can do with this. He handed me the plastic wrapped carrot that he d taken from my handbag on the driver seat.



With my eyes I asked him if he was sure. His small nod confirmed Unwrap it and show me. Any other tone would have been a demand. The soft voice he used melted any indecision I may have had. I unwrapped the carrot held it between finger and thumb straight up at eye level then looked across at him. No smile. Just serious concentration as he stared at the carrot and stroked himself. I held it steady waiting. His eyes met mine and I raised one eyebrow. He nodded.



I settled back against the seat eased my bottom forward held the carrot in my hand and let it touch my pussy lengthways. It was cold. It hadn t reached room temperature from being refrigerated. I moved it away gasping a little.



Cold?



Yes I nodded.



Mmm it s okay leave it against your body for a moment it ll warm.



I brought it back against my pussy closed my eyes and tried to block out that he was sitting staring intently at the carrot.



I held it and moved it so that the point barely touched my clitty. A little moan at the contact then I moved the carrot down so slow that the throbbing in my body increased and the blood pounded through my head.



Yes that s the way. Do it slow he whispered. You look so good. Enjoy it. Show me how you love it.



I showed him. Slowing to a snail pace the carrot moved down one lip up the other. It slid easily. It moved down and barely touched the entrance.



Yes just the tip his whisper shook as he stroked harder.



The tip slipped inside then outside. Up to my clitty and back down to slip inside again. I moaned as the coldness invaded my hot pussy. It felt like smooth ice and my body clenched around it. I slid the carrot inside me slowly inching it in.



Yes a little at a time. Take it in. Feel what it s doing to your hot cunt. Feel the coolness against your muscles. Good girl.



I slid the carrot in deeply. It felt so good having something hard and solid inside me easing the ache in my muscles for a moment. I moved the carrot in and out slowly fucking it. My closed eyed opened as I felt his hand brush against mine. He held the carrot.



Open your shirt. Again the soft voice felt natural but I hesitated.



It s okay. I want to see you. I want you to show me your beautiful breasts. The carrot slid a little deeper.



I looked down then unbuttoned the top button. The carrot slid out a little. I moved my fingers down to the next button his eyes watched my hands his hand slid the carrot back inside gently. The third button came undone almost by itself. I looked at him. I couldn t undo the last button. I wasn t ready for it.



It s okay. Show me your breasts. Hold one for me.



My hand slipped into the shirt and cupped my breast. Its smooth warmth calmed my thoughts. With my eyes closing again I lifted it out of the way of the shirt and gently held it my finger and thumb caressing my nipple.



Mmm that s beautiful.



I squeezed my nipple a little holding it firmly and twisting it just a fraction. Intense tingling spasms moved from my nipple through my body then centered on the muscles holding the carrot.



Then the carrot wasn t there. I opened my eyes. He brought it to his mouth and licked it. My hand found my clitty and rubbed as I watched him bite the end off the carrot. The noisy crunching filled the car. I grinned in astonishment. Such a fun thing to do!



Mmm you and carrot taste good. He nibbled around the edge of the carrot smoothing it for me before handing it back. I put it back where it felt best taking it out only when he handed me my beautiful pearl g-spot vibe turned on low.



The carrot ended up on the seat beside me. I held the vibe and touched it lightly against my clitty. The humming noise was low low enough for me to hear his whisper.



I bet that feels good. It looks so good. I love watching you. Show me what you can do with it.



Before I could do anything he leaned between the seats and buried his face in my pussy. His tongue flicked around my clitty slipped up and down my pussy lips opening me. As he sat up I slipped the vibe inside pressed it against my g-spot just for a moment. A moan reverberated around the car it wasn t mine.



I want you to lick me. Would you like to do that?



God yes. Very much.



It s not possible in here unless I m in the back with you and that might send some odd signals to passing cars. Hmm.” He looked around at the world outside the car. “How about I climb out of the car and stand in front of my car and you can come and have me there?



Okay that sounds good. I looked out the window hoping nobody would drive past and hoping the rain would stay as mere mist.



He did as he said and waited for me. The sudden cold air around my bare legs made me shiver. I dodged the little rain stream that ran beside my car made my way around to the front of his. He stood there his butt leaning on the car bonnet his cock out of his jeans stroking.



I stood in front of him he pulled me close enough to rub his cock against my pussy. Needing the warmth or so I told myself I moved forward. My fingers played with his little devilish beard and I grinned as his cock slid back and forth along the length of my pussy lips. Its warmth and firmness felt good.



Oh you like that do you? You want some of that? Well here let s coat it good. Then you can lick your juices off me. My eyes widened and he slid back and forth covering himself with me.



Okay it s time now. You can kneel down or you can simply bend.



I knelt between his legs. The motor of a car strained as it wound its way up the hill.



It s okay you can t be seen. His reassurance felt warm as did his hand on my shoulder when he pulled me in close.



His cock was eye height I lifted my chin and it became mouth height. Breathing him in deeply I opened my mouth and let my tongue lick his very tip. He trembled. My hand held his cock as my tongue made little circles around his cock s head then slowly I licked the entire length of my tongue over his slit. He shook then.



Without playing further I closed my lips over him moving my tongue around him tentatively sucking.



Touch yourself if you d like to.



I reached between my legs stroking my clitty a little. It frustrated me as all I wanted to do was hold him. The warmth coming from his body calmed me. My right hand held his upper thigh my left his cock. My mouth claimed him.



Without thinking through any particular wonderful moves that I’d read about I simply closed my eyes and suckled him. His gasps became intermingled with my moans. I eased sucking and began licking again. His cock strained in my hand so I took him deeply into my mouth almost gagging as he tapped against the back of my throat.



Hold my balls.



I did. I held his hairy balls and massaged them just a little squeezed them just a little. His groan echoed into the silence around us. His hands pressed against the back of my head with a little urgency then hips lifted from the car and he lost control pushing in and out of my mouth his hands sometimes holding my head then sometimes gripping the bonnet of the car.



He moaned again.



Do you want my cum on your tits or in your mouth?



I couldn t answer with my mouth full. I wanted to try I wanted to try to suck him. I wanted to see if he could enjoy it and to see if I could do it.



Let me know. I m almost there.



I sucked him more. Vigourously.



It s coming. He pulled away a little. I sucked harder making sure he stayed in my mouth having no idea if I could finish the job or not but determined to at least try.



His cock moved in and out of my mouth on its way out I sucked him like a vacuum cleaner letting my tongue slip and slide over his pre cum oozing head. That part tasted okay. I was in for the ride.



I took him deeply into my mouth feeling his cock s head pressing against the back of my mouth. I moved my head back and forth over him making sure his head reached the back then pressed against it. Each outward movement I sucked sometimes gently sometimes firmly.



Oh god! He shivered as his cock exploded into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed then sucked some more swallowing again. Tenderly afraid to hurt him. I kept him inside my mouth until he calmed until he fell back against the car until his hands moved through my hair softly. Then I licked him as he softened in my mouth. I swallowed the last enjoying the unusual sensation of his soft cock as I licked him clean.



Oh my god. That s the first time… Gently I stood and watched as he tucked himself in. The cool air finally penetrated my senses. I had no idea if any vehicles had driven past or not.



He looked a little in shock without thinking I moved forward and held him close. His arms went around me briefly. My hand splayed over his back and I rubbed gently as he held me. I shivered as a cold wind whipped around my legs.



Come on let s get into the car.



We climbed back into the car me in the back because frankly I didn t think I was quite ready to sit up straight just yet and him in the passenger seat he had recently vacated.



Nobody has ever done that for me before. I m stunned. His face showed it. And that you ve never done it… It s hard to believe you ve not done it. It felt so good.



I lay back against the seat and tried to still my shaking limbs. I couldn t believe I d just sucked him off. And swallowed. Christ. I d swallowed. I never thought I could do it. I was up in cloudland and was completely unable to coherently speak two words.



I nodded and grinned stupidly then raised my eyebrow in thought. Fuck I did it! I really did it.



I can t think straight. I have to get going. I have to be back before midday. It looks like we might not get together again until after Christmas.



That s okay I managed.



There s a guy on a bike…



I watched his face his eyes followed the bike rider who slowed and stopped behind our cars. He licked his lips. I bit mine and sat up.



The bike rider rode close past the side window of the car and squeezed between both cars then stopped at the gate.



He got out of the car and I grabbed a towel partially covering my bare legs. They stood and chatted for a few moments. Obviously his brain was working again. I leaned forward to see if I could reach my skirt easily.



Another rider rode past my window without warning. Somewhat shocked and still bemused I reached across grabbed my black skirt and slid it on without bothering with the zip at the back. I leaned back in the seat grateful to have the semblance of clothing on and waited until he came back.



He checked his car then came around to my door. I climbed out received his firm kiss and stood by my driver s door as I watched him walk to his car.



I drove home in a state something akin to amused disbelief mingled with pride.



I did it. I’d given my first blow job.



And then I realised I had done it for someone who had earned it.

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2 August 2007

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Krissy s First Good Lover

This story is based on a really early experience I had. It starts slowly but that is the point – the time taken meant everything in terms of how I would come to define attractiveness in a man. Please stick with it and don t forget to vote and comment.



I suppose I never really thought about him in a sexual sense until that moment. He had been our neighbour on the other side of our road for about seven or eight years. He was always polite to my folks and unlike all the other adults who lived along the road always had a nod and a wink for me as well as the time for an intelligent question or remark to accompany the greeting.



As I reached my own going out age and heading for university we would quite often pass on our way in or out of our houses and enjoy a few words. He always seemed so genuine and to this day I know that he never meant anything more in his remarks.



He was married to a beautiful woman though she was frosty as hell to me and seemed always in a bad mood. That said they hadn t been married that long and I could remember some pretty lively parties and after hours arrivals at his house when he was single.



Then there was that day just after I had finished my exams and was in that halcyon period before university where you are blessed with warm days and little obligation. I had a little summer job in the local newsagents but just a few shifts a week and on this day nothing to do until the afternoon.



I decided to take a walk in the park just near my house and bumped into him out walking his dog. He ran his own business so he was around at all sorts of hours when the regular wage slaves would have their noses to the corporate grindstone. I never really knew what it was he did but he always had a smile on his face so I guess he must have enjoyed it.



But this day was different. He looked a bit stressed but still managed an easy smile when I approached. He asked if I wanted to walk round with them and with nothing better to do I agreed. More to the point I think he really wanted some company. As often as I saw him he was mostly on his own and I think had quite a solitary life.



We talked while we walked and yet despite a twenty year age difference I never once felt any condescension in his tone. His conversation was interesting his joy in my stories was obvious and as we walked I felt all of those waves and greetings over the years were consolidating into a recognisable friendship given body during this first proper conversation. It was a friendship that was only ours and with no other people influencing it or introducing us we were equals in it.



Our walk lasted about an hour and in that time I found out much about him as he did about me. His past had been an interesting one for someone who was still quite young himself. He had been a professional sportsman when he was younger wrote articles and books as well as running his own business. His travel stories to Africa and Asia were amazing and I was left with the impression of a man who knew how he wanted to lead his life and had set it up accordingly.



It was only a few days afterwards that I reflected that he had not once mentioned his wife or family in his conversation. We parted with a pleasant smile and I can remember his final words - Thanks for walking round with me it was a true pleasure .



It was such a simple phrase with its sincerity and honesty but one that left me feeling so good about having been in his company. I drifted through that day repeatedly coming back to the feeling I had had in his presence. When I got home after work it was almost a relief to be able to chat to my mother and casually drop into the conversation that I had walked with him earlier on. Her comment was that Yes he seems like a lovely bloke – always says hello and smiles . It was a mundane comment but I seemed to need that approval.



Still I wasn t thinking of him in a sexual way. Not that I wasn t tuned into sex at that stage of my life. Quite the contrary – I was really popular with the boys and wasn t averse to stringing a couple along at once. I wasn t sleeping around but I had done it enough times to have long forgotten my virginal state. I was looking good and had blossomed nicely over the previous year or two. I could pass in clubs as twenty one without any trouble and had even been photographed out on the town as one of the in crowd that you see in the glossy lifestyle magazines.



As for him well he was late thirties still in reasonable shape but no Adonis. I often saw him in sports kit going to play football or to the gym so he clearly tried to look after himself. He sported the first signs of that well worn look that men develop at the same time women start to look creased and it suited him. I rarely saw him smartly dressed as his work was outdoors but he wore that rugged fashion that looked natural on him even in his scruff. As I said he was no Adonis but decent enough looking probably with hindsight what I would call handsome rather than beautiful.



A few days went by and I couldn t seem to get him out of my mind. Every time I left the house I looked to see him. It was the same when I came in or was walking up the road. What seemed to be perpetuating it was that when I went out with my own dates and mates the conversation seemed meaningless. Nobody ever seemed to get to the point implicitly understand or make the acute observations that we had in our conversation that day. My dates seemed like little boys in men s bodies. I had discovered the true difference between boys and men.



About ten days later on the Friday morning I saw him leaving the house but walking rather than taking the car. It was like I needed to spend some time with him again so unthinking I darted out of the house and as casually as possible bumped into him outside.



How are you? was the simple happy greeting that he gave. I smiled and blustered a slightly shy response saved from any awkwardness by his next question I m just walking down to the bank in the village – are you heading that way?



Okay so it wasn t planned but it had worked out. He seemed pretty contented just to stroll along with me and with my excuse that I just needed to stretch my legs hence why I was happy to hang around while he did his banking then take the scenic and longer walk back through the park.



By the time we had got back again I was utterly captivated by him. My muscle bound boyfriend could have walked up at that moment and I would have been totally cold to him. It was like an epiphany in my understanding of what I liked in men. I had extracted information from him about what his plans were for the next few days when it turned out his wife would be away visiting friends and family. He had to stay to look after his business but seemed perfectly happy to have the time to himself.



That night he was going to a local bar in our village and it was here that I dragged my friends that night before we headed for the bright lights of the city. They couldn t understand why we were going there first but I made some lame excuse about flirting with some rich older men who would buy us drinks and they seemed happy with that. So dressed to kill we followed my plan.



When we arrived he was stood by himself and obviously happy to do so just chatting idly with occasional passers by. After about twenty minutes I made a big thing of accidentally brushing past him when heading for the loo. His face broke into the warmest smile when I stopped and talked to him rather than simply say hello. With a couple of drinks on board I felt confident enough to ask him over to join my friends and I for a drink.



I could almost read their minds as I walked over with him wondering what on earth I was doing bringing this guy over. His same languid and disarming conversation punctuated with teasing and charm soon had them won round. The close confines of the bar allowed me to be a little tactile with him though beyond one or two almost unconscious touches he was a total gent. By the time we got up to leave they had lost all their cynicism about this older guy. He gave us all a peck on each cheek as we said our goodbyes me last of all. His whispered Thank you… as we kissed lingered in my mind all night.



In the taxi to town my friends half grilled me about him. As soon as I said he was married they kind of dropped the subject though with a mocking Shame because you look like you fancy him! I laughed it off and they passed any further opportunity to grill me. They were right though.



Saturday came around and I decided to invite myself over to see him with a bit of a fib. Clutching a couple of tickets to the opening night of a new bar and knowing he was on his own I called round. What a pleasant and unexpected surprise this is come in come in he asked and ushered me inside. His kitchen was beautiful but lived in. He sat me down at a small table at the window that had two chairs which enjoyed a fabulous view across the fields and woods behind his house

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