“Please”, she pleaded, “I’ll do what ever you like. Just don’t hurt me. Come, we can still go to my place.” “Too late for that.” he said grabbing her arm and leading her back the way they had come. “I wouldn’t dirty my cock with you.”

After they got out of the alley way he let go of her arm and told her to get lost. It had started to rain real hard now — one of those heavy humid downfalls that New York is famous for. She ran back down the alley way and Joseph heaved a sigh of relief. He started to shake and shiver even though it was still warm. Somehow, soaking wet, he made his way back through the now deserted streets to the Cafe. He thought of going in to call the police but why take the chance of being tied up at the station for god knows how long. They might even send him back to base. Some birthday celebration this turned out to be! He decided to at least grab a cup of hot coffee and maybe get dry anyway. As he staggered past the door, he saw the waiter with a raincoat on just about to leave the place.

“For Gods sake! What happened to you?”, Richard asked while helping him to sit down in a booth at the rear of the Cafe. “You’re in no condition to go anywhere. Are you all right— not cut or shot?” After ascertaining that he was going to live he said that he would get him an “Irish Coffee.”

“Better make it real strong, I’m freezing!”, Joseph said, “It’s the middle of the summer and I’m freezing.” “Delayed shock I should think. Here put this around you to warm yourself up a bit.” Richard offering him his raincoat said. “Its not much but its better than nothing”

Joseph wrapped the coat around himself and shivered “Thanks.”

Richard returned with the steaming cup of whiskey- laced coffee and placed it before him saying, “I know I told you to drink only bottled beer, but, I think you need this. You feel up to telling me what happened or you want to warm up first”

He started to drink and to tell Richard of the experience in the alleyway. He pulled the knife from his pocket and laid it on the table…Richard picked it up and pressed the knife button and jumped as it sprung out.

“You didn’t cut the bastard did you? He was still alive when you left him?” he inquired.

“Yes Richard, but I think he will be walking kind of funny for the next few days”, Joseph joked. “And maybe Joanne will mend her ways, but I doubt that.”

“I agree, but what are you going to do now. You can’t go back to base looking like that.” the waiter said. “Do you have a place to wash up and change?”

Trying to think he finally said, “I have some of my stuff checked into a locker and that will be safe for a few days. Damn, if I go to get it looking this way the MPs will pick me up and start asking questions. What can I do, Richard, any ideas?”

“Well, as you were coming in, I was on my way home.” Richard said, “I don’t live far from here and you could come home with me. Perhaps, you could take a shower while I wash and dry your uniform. Then after the rain stops you would at least be able to return to the base looking like a proper soldier and not some bum. Oh, and by the way I told you that my friends call me Rich. If you are going to take advantage of my hospitality I insist you call me that as my father’s name is Richard and it reminds me of all the times they called me ‘Richard Jr.”

“You’re a lifesaver, Richa… Rich.” Joseph said. “Are you leaving soon or do I have time to buy you a drink?” “Thank you Joseph, however, I have some good stuff at home not this rot gut crap.” he smiled, “We can leave anytime you want. I’ll grab us a Taxi. You keep the raincoat, I don’t want you to catch cold.”

They got up and went to the door way where Rich hailed a taxi to drive them to Rich’s place. Joseph insisted on paying for the cab and then they entered the building where Rich had an apartment.

The apartment was cozy. It consisted of a kitchen, a large living room, a bathroom and a rather roomy laundry/storage/linen closet. What furniture there was, was of a very good quality and the place was decorated nicely. Some of the artwork was rather erotic to say the least… Over the pull out sofa/bed was a large lithograph of Michelangelo’s “David” in all his glory. Indirect multi- colored lighting surrounded the baseboards. There was an easy chair, coffee table and well as a few table and floor lamps. The place was clean, spotless, and orderly. “It’s not tremendous, but big enough for myself and an occasional guest.” Rich said, “What can I get you to drink, perhaps a brandy?”

“That should warm me up. My compliments to your decorator”, said Joseph “That’s Michelangelo’s David, isn’t it. I hope someday to visit Rome to see the real thing. People say that it is magnificent. There is another David, I always forget the name of the sculptor, that some say is also beautiful, but I think this one is better.”

“And I thought you were a dumb hick”, Rich said handing him a snifter of brandy. There are many statues of David but the most famous is this one and the one by Donatello. In fact I believe that Donatello did more than one of David. Is that who you meant?” he continued “I think you should get out of those wet things and let me put them in the washer and dryer. You night as well let me do your under stuff also. There is a robe in the utility room that you can use. We are more or less the same size.”

Raising his snifter of brandy in a mock toast and taking another gulp of the liquor, the still shivering soldier said, “Thank you Rich, this is really nice of you. I don’t know what I would have done without you, both for this and your earlier warning. Without it, most likely, I would be either laying in a gutter somewhere or on a slab down at your morgue.”

“Any time for a service man and anything also.” he returned the toast, “There is a clean large towel in the room, to wipe yourself with and then you might also want to take a HOT shower while I put your stuff in the washer. Better get on with it, you look like a wet dog that I picked up off the street and the lease says that I’m not allowed to keep any pets in the apartment. Leave your wet stuff on the washer. I have a few things to add to it. No sense in running a half empty load. My electric bill is too high as it is.”

Joseph, putting the empty brandy snifter down, went into the utility room. He stripped and dried himself off and put on the silk bathrobe that was hanging there. It was one of those smoking jacket robes, the hem coming down to just above his knees. Placing the towel around his neck and his stuff on the washer, he exited the room.

“That robe never looked that good on me”, Rich laughed, “Go! Take your shower while I take care of the laundry. If you need more towels there are some in the bathroom closet. Anything else you want, just whistle. You know how to whistle, don’t you? You put your lips together and just blow. Now, go take a long hot shower. I like my guests smelling nicely and there is a package of new BIC razors there for you to shave with if you want.”

“I hope you don’t mind my asking you, but how come a waiter can afford such a nice place as this?” Joseph sheepishly asked, “I know its none of my business and I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth, but these days an apartment like this must be expensive.”

“Well waiters can make a lot in tips, most of which I don’t report, and that’s only my side line.” he answered winking an eye, “I’m also studying to be an actor and I do a bit of male modeling on the side. Then there are those ‘rich’ parents of mine. So now you know, I hope it doesn’t change your opinion of me.” Leading Joseph to the bathroom and slapping him lightly on the ass he said “Go get washed up, we can talk more after, I’m still curious to find out how a farm hand knows about art and sculpture and why in the world anyone with an ounce of brains would join the army.”

While Joseph was showering and shaving Richard filled the washer and then returned to the kitchen. He made some cheese and cracker spreads placing them on the coffee table. Then loosened his tie, taking off his shoes, he made himself comfortable. Joseph had started to hum some tune in the shower that made Rich smile and the thought came to him of maybe sneaking into the bathroom and into the shower with his handsome guest. It was a temptation that almost got to him. Ohhhhhhh how he would like to put all his 8″ up that cute soldier’s ass and make love to him. But second thoughts came to him. He better be very careful, this was a guy that could beat the shit out of him if he did not want to play the ‘gay way’. I’ll just take it slow and see what develops. In any event it was nice to have a man in the house!

In the bathroom Joseph was finished with the shower and running his fingers over his face decided to take a shave. He lathered up his face and ran the razor over his skin. He opened the medicine cabinet and saw a bottle of after shave lotion, which he splashed on his face. God that stuff makes me smell like a cheep whore, he thought. His mind running wild, will this give Rich the wrong impression? ‘Will he think that I’m interested in him? Taking water in his hands and splashing it on his face, he tried to get as much of the aftershave off as he could. What will I do if he makes a pass at me? I just can’t be rude to him after all he has been nice to me. Why do I get myself into these situations? I feel boxed in, cornered and as nervous as I was the first time I had a woman.’ Looking at himself in the mirror he said to himself, “Well you can’t stay in here all night, Go out there and try to relax and leave as soon as you can.” Joseph came out of the bathroom and plunked down in the easy chair opposite the couch where Rich was sitting.

“I hope you didn’t mind my singing in your shower”, He said, “That shower was great; it’s been a while since I have been able to shower without at least 10 other guys in there with me. The army is no place if you like your privacy.”

“Well you should have said something. As a good host, it’s my duty to make you feel at home. The very least I could have done was to keep you company. Perhaps wash your back and even join you in a chorus or two.” Rich said offering Joseph some of the appetizers. “My voice, while not as melodic as yours, is never the less quite good.” Reaching for the offered food Joseph said, “A shower, cheese and crackers, a nice dry place to wait out the storm and brandy, you sure know how to treat a guest. Again you’re going to spoil me with all these ‘goodies’. Can I have another shot of that brandy also? God, but I feel like a new man, I must have been filthy and smelled like I had just got off the obstacle course.”

“Well you clean up very nicely and smell divine. I see you made use of that aftershave I have.” Richard said as he poured him a healthy shot of brandy while still nursing his first.

They sat around talking and joking and drinking. That is Joseph was drinking, Rich just sipped his. Soon Joseph began to slur his words and his eyes became heavy and he started to drift off. Rich got up went into the laundry room and placed the wash in the dryer and returned to the living room to hear the sounds of Joseph snoring softly, his fingers still around the brandy snifter. Richard pried the glass from his fingers and set it on the counter. ‘Soldier boy you’ve had a busy day,’ he thought and then he went and opened the sofa couch and made up the sofa bed). Come on Joseph lets get you into bed he said as he helped the half sleeping guy onto the mattress.

Joseph opened his eyes, blinked sleepily at Rich, then turned over and started to softly snore. Rich covered him and turned out the lights with the exception of the small baseboard lights, which cast a multicolored dim light over the room. Rich sat in the overstuffed chair and watched Joseph toss and turn until he got comfortable. The dryer soon stopped and he went to unload and hang up the wash putting it on hangers so that it would not get wrinkled. He also got undressed and put on a pair of pajama bottoms. As he walked out of the laundry room, in the dim light he could see that Joseph had turned over on his back. The covers were pushed aside and the short robe had opened exposing Joseph’s limp cock and balls. Damn, he thought what a beautiful sight; wish I could take a picture of that. After looking at it for a while his eyes went up to the lithograph and compared David with Joseph. He broke out into a cool sweat and then sat on the corner of the bed and reached over and touched Joseph’s leg. Slowly, he began to run his fingers over the thigh. Joseph moaned and opened his legs wider, allowing Rich’s fingers to touch his penis. Rich removed his pajama bottoms, brought his feet up on to the bed and covered the both of them with the blanket. He snuggled against Joseph’s body, his arm going around him, and held him close, his fingertips tracing Joseph’s arms and running over his chest. The muscles twitched as his fingers moved down his chest. His fingers again settling on the soldier’s seven inch cock. He leaned in and kissed the ear lobe of his sleeping bed partner. Using the tip of his tongue Richard traced the outline of the Joseph’s ear. Joseph started to breath harder and started to moan.

“Hey, what’s going on?” moaned Joseph.

“Shush, it’s late. You fell asleep and I put you to bed.” Rich told him, “I was just getting to bed myself. Your stuff is dry and hanging but it’s still raining out. You might as well spend the night here with me.”

“What were you doing to me before?” Joseph asked. “It felt so good. But, it’s dirty and not right to do things like that.”

Taking a hold of Joseph’s limp cock in his hand and squeezing it lovingly Rich said, “I was thinking of giving you the same type of birthday present that you wanted from Joanne. Happy birthday Joseph,” he said and leaned over to kiss Joseph lightly on his lips. “I’ll stop anytime you want me to, but let me try to satisfy you tonight.” Leaning over his chest he put his lips on the soldier’s nipples and started to lick and suck on them. As he teased them with his teeth, he gently rubbed his finger up and down a strong muscled thigh and caressed the other man’s balls. He cupped them in his hand and rubbed his finger along the skin under the balls to the cheeks of his ass and squeezing them.

“MMMMM soldier you have such a sweet ass.” he murmured “So round, so firm and so needing to be fully packed.” He felt Joseph’s body stiffen up as the finger touched his rosebud and afraid he might lose him, he backed off. “OK, I won’t go there, now.”

Joseph relaxed a bit as Rich’s fingers returned to his leg and the inside of his thigh. And then the fingers touched his cock and in spite of himself the cock began to get hard. Richard worked the cockhead between his thumb and forefinger…. Rubbing it and caressing it and feeling it get harder and harder and until the heat coming from it became intense. Rich kissed his lips and his ears as he whispered, “Baby, I’m so glad to see that you are getting to like this. We are going to have a lot of fun together.” Then he placed his mouth on Joseph’s and kissed him, his tongue pressing against Joseph’s clenched teeth and sucking on the lower lip. After a while he returned his mouth again to Joseph’s ear and sucked on the ear lobe, making sure to allow the tongue tip to start flitting in and out of Joseph’s ear. Finally Joseph began to moan and gasp. Rich quickly kissed him again and was finally able to gain access to the inside of his mouth. His tongue was now able to fully explore the entire region of his lover’s mouth. Rich’s mind transformed his tongue into a sensitive sex organ, which he ran over the now gasping soldier’s teeth, gums and deep into his hot wet mouth. His tongue flitting in—out in— out just like a cock. It was not long before he could feel Joseph responding at last. When he pulled out his tongue he found that Joseph’s tongue had followed his into his own mouth. He sucked on Joseph’s tongue as Joseph worked his tongue in and out of Rich’s sucking lips. He had him; Joseph was Rich’s now. He mounted Joseph’s body and their cocks rubbed against each other. He dry fucked his soldier lover. The both of them held onto each other moaning and feeling each other’s passion and moving faster and faster. Each one’s body reached up to try to pull the other into himself. Faster and faster, harder and harder and hotter and hotter. Till they were like rutting animals grunting and moaning and calling each other’s name out over and over again. At last the fire within them exploded. Simultaneously both yelled YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH as together both climaxed. Once they calmed down, they hugged each other and they both started to laugh and then came the tears as they held on to one and other. “That was fantastic Rich.” Joseph, trying to catch his breath was finally able to say. “Never, never, did I think it could be that way. Is it always that great and intense? I have never cummed so hard before. I thought I was going to blast you right off me.” Then he began to laugh so hard he started to cry.

Rich held his face in both hands kissing away the tears and said, “No! no baby, not all the time. Sometimes it’s even better and other times, with the wrong guy, it can be just a dirty filthy thing. It’s the same with a woman… there are great fucks and then there are the pigs. Sex can be great, good or bad. Depends on you and your partner and how you feel about each other. Tonight, it was very good! Then smiling he added, “The night is young yet and we still have a few days to make it fantabulous, that is if you want to continue.”

 

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I saw her as soon as she got out of the elevator. Tall, long brown hair. Nice legs, nice ass. No tits though. No matter, she looked pretty hot walking across the hallway in that short skirt she had on. I told her to be careful because the floor was wet and she smiled at me and said thanks. Too bad she had such small tits. She was a looker though.

She stopped in front of that online publishing place. I watched her fix her hair, then she opened the door and went inside.

It was about 10 minutes later that I passed the office. The door hadn’t closed properly and there was a gap of about 2 inches. Open wide enough that I caught a glimpse of a sight I won’t ever forget. There was that tall girl, on her knees, right in front of that Simon guy. You know the one. The young fella. Nice kid. Well, he’s sitting at his desk like the he’s the fucking King of Siam with his pants around his ankles and this pretty girl is on her knees, sucking his dick. Well, I’ve been waxing the floors in this office building for 27 years now and I thought I’d seen it all. Until then.

She had taken off her short skirt and had one of them thongs on. A lacy black one that showed every inch of her ass. She still had her top on and those really high heeled shoes the young girls like to wear.

She had his cock in her hand and was slowly taking about half of his length into her mouth. Like she was sucking on a popsicle. A big popsicle. That Simon kid is hung. I stood at the doorway peeking in at this incredible sight. She would take his penis into her mouth and hold him there, then very deliberately drag her lips all the way off. I watched her do that a number of times and it was pretty obvious that this Simon guy was enjoying every second of it. So was I. My cock was like a broom handle trapped inside my shorts. The guy had hands were on her shoulders but he was letting her have complete control of what she was doing. And why not? This girl was obviously an excellent cocksucker.

Soon the girl let go of his cock and placed her hands on his bare thighs. Then she started to pump on his dick in earnest. I’ll be damned if she didn’t take every bit of him down her throat and like I said, this kid was hung like a mule. I could see he was getting close because he had his hands wrapped in her hair, forcing her to take all of his dick in her throat. No problem for this girl. She kept sliding him in and out, lunging down onto his cock until her nose was buried in his pubic hair. I thought he would come in her mouth but instead of finishing him off, she got up and turned around. I watched her skim out of her little thong panties. Her cunt was shaved bare as a new born babe. She leaned across his desk, legs spread, with her ass towards him. I pulled back so they wouldn’t see me.

The guy got up and took his position behind her. I saw him gently slide his hands over the satiny skin of her backside. She closed her eyes for a moment as his finger stroked the length of her pussy. She moaned, “Oh, yeah,” when he stuck his finger inside her. He fucked her with his finger a couple times before she said, “Put your cock in me Simon. I want you to fuck me now.”

Simon did not need to be told twice. He probed her slit with his cockhead once or twice then sank in to the balls in one stroke. That did it. I drew the zipper of my pants down and pulled out my woody. That Simon kid had her by the hips and was pounding her cunt from behind with so much force that he actually moved the desk once. I stood at the doorway, stroking my cock, watching this unbelievable scene unfolding before my eyes. Then I got careless and bumped the door.

The guy didn’t hear it, he wouldn’t have heard cannon fire, but the girl did. She looked up at me…and smiled. I smiled back and continued to jerk off. She never took her eyes off me after that. She started to hump back against him. Reaching up with one hand, she yanked her top up, exposing her breasts to me. They were small as I said but her nipples were hard as diamonds. She put on a show for me. Wiggling her ass, pinching her nipple, licking her lips. I momentarily wondered how I was going to explain a pool of cum on the floor.

But all good things come to an end. Simon’s stroke became more erratic, his breath ragged. He lunged into her and tightly grabbed onto her bare tit with one hand, the other yanking her hair backwards. He brutally drove his tongue into her mouth as spurt after spurt coated her womb. Soon after, he sagged to his chair, his cock wet with his cum. The girl turned towards him. Kneeling down, she took his cock back into her mouth. I saw her gingerly stroke his balls while he gently stroked her hair. I had a clear view of her cunt. Her slit was wet, the lips puffy and red. She tried to suck him into a new erection but it was pretty clear he was done. I thought it best to leave at that point.

About 10 minutes later I saw her standing at the door. She was dressed as she was when she first came in. As she was leaving, I heard her tell him, “Now I’m going to go home and write about this.” She closed the door and walked to the elevator. As the door slid open, she turned and waved good-bye to me.

- The End -

There he sat, Private Joseph Benson, on the bus, looking out a grimy window at the skyline of New York City. God, except for seeing it on the TV or in the movies, he had never seen a sight like that before. He was a real country bumpkin, a hick from a small town in upper New York State. His blue eyes wide in amazement and his heart pounding with excitement, he was looking forward to this new adventure. Even if the skies were overcast and it looked like it might rain, nothing, but absolutely nothing, could or would dampen his joy at having finally made it to the “Big Apple.”

Joseph had finally gotten out of that upstate hellhole by joining the army. He felt he was liberated at last. Sure the Army was restrictive and demanding, but, he still felt he was at last free. What was it that the enlistment guy had said “Free to be the best you can be.” Yes, no more having to answer to anyone but himself. Freedom had come in more than one way. When he had first joined the army, he had hopes of earning enough money to marry his girlfriend back home. Also he wanted to make use of the army to finish his education. However, things just didn’t work out. Just last month he turned 21 years old and for a birthday gift what did his girl send him? —- A Dear John letter, telling him that she could not wait for him and that she had found someone else. That bitch, before her, except for one or two dates and a good night kiss or two, he had never had a steady girlfriend. Not that he wasn’t good looking enough, he was. He was just under 6 feet tall, blond hair and steel blue eyes. Weighing 165 pounds, he had a really good body which basic training had only improved on by adding a bit more muscle. His ‘manhood’, seven inches long and one and one half inches in diameter, was enough to satisfy any girl. This trip into the city was to be the long awaited ‘event of events’ he had been looking forward to. This would be the place to celebrate his 21st birthday and forget that rotten bitch. To spread his wings without anyone back home having to know anything about it.

The bus pulled into the terminal. Taking his canvas traveling bag down from the overhead rack, smoothing his class ‘A’ uniform he proceeded to join the mass of people getting off the bus and followed them into the inner terminal and………….. for a moment he froze in his footsteps looking all around at the throngs of humanity. God he had never seen so many people. Everyone running here and there like they knew where they were going. His first thought was to find a small corner and push himself into it and hide. After a few minutes and lots of being pushed by the crowds he found himself on that street of streets, 42nd Street. Somehow he had found the area he had been looking for. He had been advised that there was a sort of U.S.O run by a 42nd Street association of businessmen that looked after servicemen while they were on leave. They helped them to find rooming accommodations, get tickets to shows and provided a place to enjoy a cup of coffee and a donut. Someone was always there to talk to about things to do and places to go and how to get there. There was even a place in which to clean up, if you needed it, and safe lockers you could rent to store your bag. It was sort of a YMCA for service men.

After going into the restroom and placing some of his money in his canvas traveling bag, Joseph rented a locker and stored his kit. No sense in taking all his money with him, after all he had heard about what could and did happen to guys on leave and this way he would still have most of his money and clothes if he should wake up with a big hangover. Speaking of which he was looking forward to being able to go into a bar legally and have a few beers. He was even hoping that the bartender would demand some I.D. Now that would just put icing on the cake. Anyway, it was too early to drink now and besides he had plenty of time for drinking as he had a three day pass.

The girl at the desk helped him by giving him all kinds of suggestions and free tickets for places to go to. She even took the time to sit down with him and show him how to get to some places. If she had been a lot younger and a little better looking he might have been tempted to ask her out. But he was looking for someone hot and willing to trot and willing to screw like mad…

So onto the subway he went and following her directions and suggestions wound up in an area called the “village.” This was almost like a small town within the city. People seemed to move a bit more slowly and some even smiled at you. Joseph noticed that the men seemed to smile at him a lot more than some of the women. Finally spotting a small cafe he entered and was seated at a small table set up by the window where he could watch the comings and goings out on the street. He ordered a beer from the waiter. The waiter smiled at him and asked him what brand he wanted. “Just give me a Bud, if you have it,” he said, as he looked around the place.

The cafe was not yet busy but there were a few men and some women having coffee and talking. Now and then they would look at Joseph and smile. Finally one of the women came over and asked him his name and started up a conversation. The woman had a nice figure and was rather nice looking too. She must have been in her late 20s. She had dark green eyes and long red hair. Her body was fighting a loosing battle to stay inside her dress.

“What’s your name, handsome?” she asked. “Joseph,” he answered. “Why don’t you take a seat and tell me yours?”

“Joanne,” she answered in a deep sexy voice, sitting down in the chair next to him. Her hands then reached out to hold his hands in them and said, “I bet I can guess what you do for a living.” “That’s not difficult, seeing as I’m in uniform,” he smiled.

“No! Silly, I meant before you went into the service,” she concentrated as she ran her fingers over the palm of his hand, her smooth fingers and finger nails tracing the lines on his palm. “What do you want to wager I can guess?”

“I don’t know. What’s the usual bet?” he inquired

“How about dinner and a few drinks, if I guess right” she smiled.

“And if you don’t, what will I win?” he snickered.

“Then you get to name your prize.” She lowered her voice and added, “I’m sure you can think of something that you may want.”

Without a second thought he said, “You got yourself a deal.”

“OK, I’m going to write my guess on this napkin. Then you will tell me how you earned your living before you went into the army. If it matches, I win,” she said while writing her answer down. “Now what was your civilian occupation?”

“Well believe it or not I was a farm hand” Joseph said. “No kidding.”

“Your hands are not the hands of a farmer.” she protested. “They are too smooth. I guess farming isn’t what it used to be. Looks as if you won the bet. I’m at your disposal. What kind of payment are you going to wring out of me?”

Joseph thought a few seconds and then leaned forward and whispered into her ear, “How about I take you to dinner anyway and then you show me this town? I’ve never been in the big city and I feel lost.” He moved his hand to her leg and lightly ran his fingertips up and down her thigh. “And we can always negotiate the rest in a more comfortable location”

Placing her hand over his and moving both their hands to his leg she rubbed his thigh and whispered, “I did say you could name your prize, didn’t I? And I have a few ideas as to what that will be.” She smiled as her fingers touched his crotch and rested on his hardening cock.” Giving it a slight squeeze she said, “MMMMM Looks like I get the big prize after all don’t I?”

“Well if you play your cards right, you could help me celebrate my birthday in a royal manner.” He said as he reached for her thigh again and moved his fingers up to her pussy. “You can give me my present, slowly, later in bed, but for now, like all growing boys I need some food.”

Her fingers caressing his crotch, she moaned and replied, “Yes I can feel you growing.”

Smiling he signaled the waiter and they ordered dinner and cocktails. He ordered steak and potatoes and she a chicken dinner. Before the waiter left Joseph asked him where the washroom was. The waiter showed him and Joseph excused himself and walked with difficulty to the men’s room. Once inside he went into the cubical and took a piss. Just as he was finishing up he heard the outside door open and someone come in and use the urinal. Coming out of the booth and moving over to the washbasin he recognized the waiter taking a piss. The waiter finishing up shook his penis to get the last drops out and stuffed his cock into his pants and joined Joseph at the basins.

“You in town for long Soldier boy?” the waiter asked trying to make polite conversation.

“Just for a few days on leave,” Joseph answered, “looking for a fun time to celebrate my birthday away from home.”

“Oh! Then you are not from New York City?”

“No, this is my first time in the big city. I come from upstate, never been in a town this big. People, people, people, more than I could ever hope to see in my town,” Joseph said washing and drying his hands. “This section of the city, ‘The Village’, reminds me of my home town. The people, at least the men, smile at me and are so friendly. Uptown, everyone seemed too busy to even look at you.”

“Soldier, you really are a ‘Hick’,” he laughed. “A lot of the men here are gay and are trying to pick you up.” “You’re kidding me, why me?” he asked. “Do I look like I would be interested in that kind of thing?”

“Look at it from the point of view of a gay men,” he answered. “You see a good looking guy walking in our neighborhood, he’s alone, he’s in uniform – hell why not give him a smile? You never know, nothing ventured, nothing gained. How many times have you smiled at a girl in hopes of getting into her pants? It’s the same with us, except for the gender. Hell, I would make a play for you myself if you were available.”

“Well I’m not available, no offense meant,” Joseph said. “I seem to be getting along with that girl at my table damn good.”

“Ah, since you are new to our city can I assume you just met Joanne?” he asked while reaching for a paper towel.

“Yes we just met here today”, he smiled “And it looks like I hit the jackpot.”

The waiter hemming and hawing said, “Look soldier, I would be careful if I were you, you never know what kind of people you meet in this place. I like you and don’t like to see ‘our guys in service’ taken for a ride.”

“What are you trying to tell me?” Joseph asked, “Is she sick or something?”

“Not sick, at least I don’t think so”, he began slowly. “She is a pro. She has a partner and together they pull the old badger game with a twist. She lures her ‘date’ into a back alley and her boyfriend works him over before they run off with his wallet. Just don’t let her lead you down any alleys….”

“Shit! And here I was thinking it was my blue eyes and winning ways that attracted her.” He laughed.

“Well they are a rather nice shade of blue at that.” He said, “I wouldn’t like to see them blackened, or may be even worse, so just watch your back.” The waiter looked into Joseph’s face and reached up and touched his cheek and said, “Yes, it’s too nice a face to have to see it smashed to hell”

“Hell! There’s little chance of that.” He bragged, “I’m a martial arts devotee and army trained in close combat tactics. I can take care of myself, but, thanks for the info, to be forewarned is to be forearmed.” he thanked the Waiter “Thanks again—–sorry I did not get your name.”

“Richard, but you can call me Rich, everyone does,” he answered. “And another thing, watch what you drink and how much you drink! Stick to bottled beer. Well that’s my good deed for tonight” he added, looking Joseph up and down, smiling he turned and left the washroom. Joseph reached into his rear pocket, pulled out a comb and ran it through his hair a few times before returning to his table. Sitting down, he slid over to Joanne until their legs touched. He placed his arm around her and ran his fingertips up and down her arm smiling at her. He pulled her close to him and gave her ear a little kiss.

“MMMMMMM that’s lovely” she cooed, “can’t wait till we are alone later just you and I.”

“Where are we going first? I have these tickets that I got from the 42nd Street service place. Would you like to see a show? Afterwards, we can go on one of those horse drawn carriage rides they have in Central Park?” he suggested.

“Baby, you are such a romantic”, lowering her voice she said. “That ride is a bit of a tourist trap. Only hicks and tourist from out of town would do that sort of thing. I think I have a better way to celebrate your 21st. I was thinking more in the line of taking a walk around the Village and then up to my place. I will show you how a real New Yorker lives and has fun without having to throw your Army pay away on junk like that. Who wants to sit behind a smelly horse anyway?” Reaching over and running her fingers over his crotch she sucked on his ear lobe, her tongue tip flitting in and out of his ear.

“Yeahhhhhh! I can’t wait to open my Birthday present,” he said as the waiter came over to the table with their dinner. “Let’s make a toast first” lifting the cocktail glass to his lips and making a face he complained, “This stuff smells rather bad.” Hailing the waiter he ordered a bottle of beer. “Is your drink Ok?” he asked her, “I’m not really into cocktails anyway. They are too sweet for my taste.” The waiter returned with a cold Budweiser, opened it and filled a glass for Joseph. After he left, Joseph raised his glass to hers and touched it saying, “Here’s to a very interesting evening.” They then drank their drinks and ate. The food was very good and they spent the meal eating, drinking and touching each other under the table. By the time dinner was over Joanna had unzipped his fly and was holding his cock under the tablecloth.

“We better put a hold on that baby”, he said, “I don’t want to have to leave here with soiled pants.”

“Yes you are right” she said, “There will be plenty of time for that later — If I can just control my animal nature. Grrrrrrrr.”

Trying hard to shove his hard cock back into its prison and straightening himself out, they prepared to leave. He paid the bill and left a big tip for the waiter. The two of them went out into the night air. As they left, Joseph noticed a man leave right after them and head down the street at a fast pace.

“Looks and feels like rain.” Joseph said.

“Yes it does, we better take a short cut that I know.” she quipped and added. “We wouldn’t want to get that uniform all wet, at least not with water.”

The two of them hurried down the street, made a few twists and turns and found themselves in a rather dark secluded alleyway. Suddenly, Joseph spotted a man walking toward them. He appeared to be the same one who had rushed past them when they were leaving the cafe. In his hand he now carried a mean looking switchblade knife, its long blade extended. Joseph reached into his pocket and found his key ring there. He quickly arranged the keys so that they stuck out between his fingers, transforming them into a set of pointed lethal brass knuckles. Crouching down, and turning sideways he waited for the guy to make the first move. Waving the knife in front of him, the man demanded Joseph hand over his money.

“Why don’t you try to take it from me, punk.” Joseph snarled at him. The enraged man made a thrust at Joseph, the knife coming within inches of his body. “Can’t you do any better than that?” Joseph chided him. Again and again the man tried to stab the soldier, but with the dexterity of a trained close combat fighter, he managed to escape the knife thrusts. “Get out of here.” Joseph yelled at Joanne, but she just stood there.

“Grab him Joanna, hold the son of a bitch for me.” the frustrated goon yelled. “I’m going to make the bastard look like Swiss Cheese.”

The quick-thinking fighting man, avoiding or deflecting his attackers knife thrusts, looked for an opportunity to strike back. Finally, finding an opening, he swung his key laden fist and hit the man right in the belly. As the attacker bent over in pain, Joseph brought his knee up and smashed him on the jaw. The coup de maitre was a toe right in the groin. The man went down. He rolled around winding up in the fetal position moaning. Reaching down and picking up the knife Joseph turned to Joanna and said “Bitch, you tried to set me up, didn’t you. I should use this knife to cut that pretty face of yours so that you won’t tempt others into dark alley ways.”

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Nichol lay passed out on her side. Kenny looked at her and thought, “She could be really pretty if she wasn’t so fucking fat.” And he was right. Nichol Patterson had sparkling blue eyes, a pixie nose and a lovely smile. But at that moment, Nichol Patterson’s eyes were closed and her mouth hung open. Nichol Patterson was dead drunk.

Kenny walked to the side of the bed. He didn’t have much time. He shook her shoulder. No reaction.

“Nichol?” he said and shook her again. Still nothing. Kenny pushed her hard enough to roll her onto her back. Nichol groaned but did not wake up. Kenny Thompson skimmed out of his jeans and underwear and climbed onto the bed.

He deftly flipped her shapeless dress onto her belly, exposing Nichol’s panties to his gaze. She was not wearing pantyhose, that was a break, he thought. Kenny placed his hand on her crotch and rubbed her pussy through the material. He tugged the waistband of her panties down until the first dark curls of pubic hair came into view. Reaching under her ample buttocks, he was able to skim her panties down and off. “God, she’s fat.” he thought.

One leg at a time was draped over his shoulders. Kenny placed the tip of his penis at the opening of her vagina. He then pushed.

Nothing. She was too dry. Kenny licked his fingers, then stroked the folds of her cunt. Finding her clit, he rubbed her magic button until he felt her dampness. He slid his penis along the length of her crotch until his cock was slick with her juices. Once again he placed his prick at her entrance and slowly sank in to his balls. Kevin pulled back, then slowly pushed forward again, then a third time, then a fourth, until he could pump into her with ease. Nichol bit her lip and moaned as Kenny drove his fleshy pole into her crotch with wild abandon.

Nichol’s massive breasts heaved with the force of his thrusts. Kenny was sweating as he pounded his cock into Nichol. Leaning forward, he was able to change the angle, allowing himself to drive deeper into her belly. He could feel his balls tighten and knew he was going to cum. Pulling out, he held his cock against Nichols’ abdomen, cum trickled between her thighs.

Kenny got off the bed. Nichol lay with her legs spread apart, naked from the waist down, still asleep in a drunken stupor. Her pussy was wet and a small stain was clearly visible on the bedspread just under her ass.

As Kenny pulled his jeans on, he saw George, Anthony, Marco and Rachel crowded at the doorway of his bedroom. “Okay,” he said to Marco, “now I dare you to fuck her in the ass.”

- The End -

Amanda was the first to awaken. She gently extricated herself from Mark and Melissa’s naked bodies and went over to the window. Still dark. The alarm clocks’ red LED readout said five twenty-three. She went over and picked up Melissa’s t-shirt to walk down to the bathroom. She paused at the door and went back to get her soap, shampoo, and towel. She certainly need a shower after her cum shower the night before. There were dry patches of it flaking from her skin and she could still taste its’ salty tang on her tongue. She didn’t mind. The taste wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad, either. And the pleasure she could give Mark by doing it made it well worth the minor discomfort.

She slipped out quietly, leaving her boyfriend and roommate naked on the bed, and padded down the hall to the bathroom. As she had hoped, the shower stalls were deserted and with any luck, she could shower and get back to her room without running into anyone. She felt that if someone even looked at her, they would know exactly what she’d done!

As the warm water sprayed over her naked flesh, she thought back to the previous nights’ events. While it had been a very erotic and sexually awakening experience, technically she was still a virgin. And Mark was so big! Even Melissa, who’d had comparatively a lot of sex, said he was the biggest she’d ever had! She couldn’t imagine how the huge penis would ever fit inside her untouched little vagina! Melissa had explained to her earlier that her body would adapt, stretch, to accommodate a cock. And, true, she had seen Melissa’s do just that. It still seemed impossible!

She pondered it over as she turned off the water and dried herself off. By the time she had brushed her teeth and was pulling Melissa’s t-shirt on, she had made up her mind. She was going to do it. Today. Before he left her room. Melissa could coach her and Mark would be careful, of that she was positive. Yes, it would be today. Before she could change her mind.

She went back to their room and quietly slipped through the door. Mark and Melissa were still asleep on the bed. She hung up her towel to dry and pulled off the t-shirt, then turned around to see Mark sitting up, watching her. She smiled and went over to him, her naked flesh glowing in the pale light of the early dawn.

“Hi,” she said softly as she sat on the bed next to him. “Sleep ok?”

He returned her smile and kissed her quickly on the lips. “Uh-huh. You’re up early!”

She shrugged and grinned. “I thought it would be best to rinse the cum stains off before anyone saw me!”

Melissa stretched and yawned, her breasts flattening against her ribs as she did. “Morning!,” she said, then looked toward the window. “Geez, don’t you guys at least sleep until after the sun comes up?” She sat up and kissed them both.

“So, what’s the plan for today?,” Mark asked, turning to Amanda.

Amanda bit her lip. “Well,” she said thoughtfully, ” . . .it’s Saturday, so no classes. We’re all naked . . .” She grinned at them. “. . . and I’m still a virgin! Any ideas?”

Melissa laughed and rolled her eyes. “Holy shit! I was wrong! We haven’t created a monster, we’ve created the worlds’ first virgin nympho!” They all roared in laughter and Amanda jumped back into bed with them, straddling Melissa’s body.

“So what are ya gonna do about it?!”

Mark rubbed his chin thoughtfully as the two girls embraced and kissed. “Well, we can’t do anything about curing the nympho part. All we can do is treat the symptoms. But the virgin part? I think I can help you with that!”

They broke off their kiss and Amanda rolled off of Melissa. Melissa sat up and looked into her mesmerizing green eyes. “Are you sure about this? He was about all I could handle. He might be too big for your first time!”

Mark spoke up. “She’s right, Mandy. As much as I want to, I don’t want to hurt you.”

Amanda looked from one to the other and shook her head. “No. I want to do this. Now. With you, Mark. I can handle it.”

Mark looked into her bright green eyes and could see the determination in them. He looked over at Melissa, who shrugged. He smiled and kissed her.

“Ok, honey. I’ll be as gentle as I can.” He stood up. “But first, I need a shower!” He started to gather up his scattered clothes and got dressed. He looked at his watch. “How about if I meet you downstairs for breakfast at . . . say, nine o’clock?”

Amanda was horny and wanted him now, but her stomach rumbled at the mention of breakfast. She nodded. He smiled and bent over to kiss them both.

“Ok, see you then!” With a wave and a smile, he was gone.

Amanda flopped back on the bed. “Damn! I’m so fucking horny! I wanted him now!”

Melissa chuckled and stroked her lover’s naked thighs. “Patience, my dear. In a couple of hours, we’ll be back here all refreshed and ready to go!” She gathered up their strewn clothing and located the t-shirt Amanda had borrowed. She started to put it on, then paused and tossed it into the pile with the other dirty clothes. She walked naked to the door and pulled her towel from the hook. Amanda noticed she had a slight limp.

“Did you hurt your leg?,” she asked.

“Huh?,” Melissa replied, turning to her. “No. Why?”

“You’re limping,” Amanda said, pointing to her feet.

Melissa chuckled. “No, Mandy, I’m not limping, I’m walking funny! There is a considerable difference!” Amanda cocked her head and shot her a questioning look. Melissa grinned. “When you get fucked the way I did, you walk funny!” She tossed the towel over her shoulder, grabbed her shower kit, and with a grin and a wink, strode out the door, completely naked.

At eight forty-five, Amanda and Melissa were in the cafeteria. At eight fifty-five, Mark walked in and joined them.

“Ladies,” he said with a nod as he took a seat next to Amanda. “I see you’re right on time!” Amanda and Melissa chuckled conspiratorially. He looked from one to another, then down to see if he had something on his shirt.

“What’s so funny?”

Amanda looked at Melissa and rolled her eyes. “Lady Godiva here wandered down to the shower this morning with nothing on but a smile.” Melissa grinned sheepishly. Mark looked at them, eyebrows raised, and a grin forming on his lips.

“What?”

Amanda nodded. “And who do you think she met in the hall?” She looked at Melissa, who merely smirked and said nothing. “The student advisor for our floor, that’s who! And he was not impressed!”

Melissa looked up suddenly, her eyes wide. “The hell he wasn’t!,” she shot back. “You should have seen the look on his face!” This brought on a fit of laughter, causing several of the other patrons to look over at them. When they stopped laughing, Mark asked if she’d gotten into any trouble.

“Naw,” Melissa replied with a wave of her hand. “Just a warning. Although for a minute there, I thought he was going to ask me out!” More laughter. They talked and laughed as they ate. Amanda thought she’d be too nervous to eat, but discovered she had worked up quite an appetite the night before and cleaned her plate.

They left the cafeteria and went back up the stairs to their room. Melissa wore a short miniskirt with a tight t-shirt, while Amanda had on a light cotton sun dress. Mark trailed along behind them as they started up the stairs, thinking how sexy they both looked in their own unique ways. As they rounded the first landing, Melissa stopped and looked down to the floor.

“Oh, look! A quarter!” She bent over to pick it up, which was something Mark had never seen a girl wearing a skirt, let alone a mini skirt, do. They always bent daintily at the knees. As she bent over, he grinned as he realized what she was doing. She had no panties on under it and her bare pussy looked back at him from between her legs. She turned around, still bent over, and winked at him, grinning. He returned her grin as he came up behind her and ran his fingers between her legs, stroking her damp pussy.

“Excuse me, miss. I don’t believe this is proper attire for these hallways!,” he said, licking his fingers. They all laughed and continued up the next flight of stairs. At the next landing, Amanda stopped.

“Look! Another one!” She bent over in front of him to reveal her own bare ass and pussy. Mark rolled his eyes and gave her a quick, light slap on the left cheek. She squealed and jumped.

“Ladies, am I going to have to report this lewd sexual behavior?” Amanda gave him a quick peck on the lips and groped the growing bulge in his jeans.

“Just trying to get you warmed up, baby!,” she whispered before kissing him.

He grinned at her. “You did that last night, but I do appreciate the effort!” She turned around and he flipped up the back of her dress. “And the preview!” Amanda giggled and slapped his hand away playfully as the two girls from the room next to theirs started down the stairs toward them. They all greeted each other cheerfully and watched them as they continued on down the stairs. They could hear whispers and muted giggling. Melissa sighed.

“I think maybe we kept the neighbors up last night.” She grinned. “Oh, well. Maybe they’ll join us sometime!” Amanda turned red and her hand went to her mouth, then she started to giggle. It surprised her, but for some reason, it didn’t really bother her that they had been overheard.

They arrived at their room and Melissa unlocked the door. While she did, Amanda glanced up and down the hall, then slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders and dropped it to her waist, exposing her perfect round tits to him before they went inside. Melissa opened the door and stepped in, turning to see Amanda’s little show. She turned and faced Mark, her back to the open doorway, and dropped the dress. She stood naked in the hall, and stepped over to Mark, embracing him and kissing him deeply. He felt the warmth of her naked flesh through his clothes and his semi-hard cock jumped at the touch of her soft skin. She released him when they heard voices, but Amanda didn’t seem to be in a hurry. She bent over and picked up her discarded dress, showing her ass and swollen pussy to him while the voices got louder. He gripped her waist as she stood up, and pressed his now hard dick against her tight, round ass. Then, squeezing her breasts, they went into the room and closed the door just as two guys came up the stairs, completely unaware of what they had just missed seeing.

Mark closed the door and turned to see Amanda standing before him with one hand twisting her nipples while the other played with her swollen pussy. He tore his eyes from her long enough to see Melissa, who’d already removed her mini skirt, pull her t-shirt off as she walked over toward him, her tits bouncing slightly with each step. She spun Amanda around and they embraced and kissed like two long separated lovers. Mark quickly doffed his clothes while his two naked girlfriends kissed and stood before them, his cock at full attention. He approached them and they released each other. Amanda embraced and kissed Mark, then it was Melissa’s turn.

When Melissa finished with her kiss, she grinned up at him. “You’re looking good, handsome!” Her hand gripped his stiff prick. “Think I could have another ride on the beast?” He twisted one of her nipples, bringing forth a gasp of pained pleasure.

“We’ll see. But Mandy’s first, ok?”

Melissa nodded with a wink. “Of course, but I bet I can revive you afterwards!”

Amanda had been straightening out the disheveled sheets on the bed. “Anyone care to join me?,” she asked as she lay back, knees bent and wide apart. They both walked over, hand in hand, and Amanda sat up as they approached. The long, thick cock bounced in front of him, but Amanda noticed something was different. Then she realized what it was and put her hand over her mouth, giggling.

“Mark! You shaved!,” she cried, pointing to his bare balls and pubic area.

He grinned. “I know I prefer a shaved pussy. I thought you guys might feel the same way!”

Amanda cupped his heavy balls and looked up at him as Melissa bent down for a good look.

“Lover, I would suck your cock anytime, anywhere, hairy or not!” She grinned up at him as her hand slid over his bare groin to his hard shaft. “But I think I like it!”

Melissa grinned and licked along its’ length. “I do, too! It’s very sexy!” She rolled onto her back, hung her head over the edge of the bed and grabbed his legs, pulling him closer. When he reached the edge, she lowered her head between his legs and started licking and sucking his balls. Mark sighed as her tongue flicked across his sensitive skin. Amanda moved in and took his long cock in her mouth and started to suck on it, relishing the feel of the soft head and hard shaft in her mouth. She couldn’t believe how much she loved giving head! Mark’s hand dropped to her head and he moaned as their two mouths worked over every inch of his genitals. He was completely lost in the feeling, thoroughly enjoying the double oral attention, when Melissa’s tongue slipped back to the sensitive skin between his scrotum and asshole, sending an electric shiver along his spine.

“Ahhhh . . . Melissa! Sensitive area!,” he gasped, his body jerking involuntarily.

She paused long enough to mumble, “Mmmhmm!,” then went back to licking his balls. She moved along the base of his cock and up the shaft. As her lips met Amanda’s, they kissed and played a little tongue hockey around the tip of his cock. Then they took turns sucking on it, each going down two or three times before relinquishing it to the other. Mark continued allowing them to pleasure him orally until he felt the familiar tingle in his balls and pulled away from their hungry mouths.

“Whoa, girls! Let’s not have this end so soon!,” he exclaimed. They each gave him mock pouts, then Amanda rolled over onto Melissa and started sucking on her tits. Melissa stroked her back and caressed her hair, sighing with pleasure.

Mark sat down next to them and caressed Amanda’s firm round ass. He slipped his hand between her legs and she parted them so that he could rub her pussy. Mark moved into a better position and slipped a finger into her. She was so wet, it slipped right in, and he had to be careful not to go too deep. She moaned as his finger entered her, teasing her wet hole and erect clitoris. He slid his other hand between Melissa’s legs and she inhaled a sharp breath through clenched teeth as he pushed two fingers into her wet cunt. Both girls began moving their hips in time with his fingering.

Melissa moaned loudly as Mark’s fingers rubbed on an especially good spot. He played with their hot, wet pussies for a few minutes, then pulled his fingers out. He held the finger that had been in Amanda’s twat to Melissa’s lips, and the one from Melissa to Amanda’s. both girls sucked noisily on his fingers, licking the others’ sweet juices from them. He watched as Amanda licked and sucked on his fingers with the same enthusiasm she’d used on his cock. She was so sexy! He wanted her, wanted to slide his hard dick into her tight, wet virgin pussy and fuck her until she came over and over again. He leaned across Melissa’s tits and kissed Amanda, her lips strong with the taste of Melissa’s pussy. They pulled apart after a long, probing kiss and Mark looked into her wild emerald eyes.

“I want you . . . now,” he said softly, but with a firmness that told her he was serious.

Amanda kissed him quickly, then lay back and spread her legs wide. “Then come here and fuck me, stud!,” she purred, stretching her arms out to him. Mark stood up and moved along the side of the bed to where Amanda’s feet were. She was lying crossways on the bed, next to Melissa. He reached down, grabbed her ankles, and pulled her toward him until her ass was at the edge of the mattress. Melissa grabbed two pillows and indicated for Mark to raise her butt from the bed. He did and Melissa put the two pillows under Amanda. This raised her up so her pussy was even with Mark’s cock. He held her legs so they lay across his forearms and moved in so that his cock was an inch or two from her lips.

“Comfy?,” he asked. She smiled nervously and nodded. Mark could see the fear in her eyes and he smiled warmly at her.

“Just try to relax, honey. It’s going to be fine,” he said.

Melissa sat next to her and stroked her hair. “He’s right, baby. Just try to relax and it’ll go a lot easier.” Amanda nodded.

“I’ll try.”

He moved closer until the tip of his cock touched her moist labia. Amanda sighed and licked her lips. He moved it back and forth along her slit and she moaned quietly, rolling her head from side to side. He did this for several minutes, trying to help her relax and get used to it. Every few passes he would push it further into the folds of her labia and Amanda reacted with louder moans as he touched the more sensitive flesh hidden inside. He was able to locate her small opening with the tip and paused with his cock pressed against it. Amanda looked up at him and their eyes met. She smiled and nodded almost imperceptively. He smiled back at her, then glanced up at Melissa, who was watching intently. He applied pressure.

At first, nothing happened. Amanda’s face twisted into a slight grimace. She felt a strong pressure at her tiny vaginal opening. No pain, but it was a little discomforting. All she could picture was his thick cock trying to go into her tiny hole. Mark sensed her discomfort and eased up, but didn’t remove his cock from its’ position.

“Relax, honey. If you resist, it’ll just make it harder,” he said softly. She nodded.

“I’ll try harder,”she said.

Again, he pushed against her opening. Amanda tried to will her body to relax. She could feel the soft flesh of his head rubbing against the walls of her vagina’s opening and concentrated on relaxing those muscles. After a few seconds, she felt them give way and his cock slid slowly inside her until the head was all the way in. Amanda sighed as she felt her pussy close down on the smaller shaft behind the thick head. There was no pain, but there was a tremendous amount of pressure as her vagina was spread wide to accept the large invader. ‘This isn’t so bad,’ she thought. Then he pushed again and his cock was forced further into her tight twat. Suddenly, a sharp pain caused her to cry out and Mark immediately ceased his forward momentum. He had felt the added resistance of her hymen just as she had cried out.

“Th . . . that really hurt!,” she whimpered as the worst of the pain faded.

Mark reached down and stroked her cheek. “I know, baby,” he said. “I’m sorry.” He glanced up at Melissa, who was still stroking her hair soothingly. She leaned over and kissed Amanda’s forehead.

“It’ll be ok, Mandy. Every woman goes through this. It’ll soon be over,” she cooed softly.

Mark pulled out until just the tip remained inside, then slowly pushed back in to her barrier. He kept this up for a few minutes until she started to get more comfortable with the idea of his dick inside her and started to relax a little. He could feel her pussy muscles relax and as they did, he moved a little faster. Amanda closed her eyes, enjoying the shallow fuck. Even though he was only in a couple of inches, it still felt damn good!

Mark, sensing the time was right, looked up at Melissa, who nodded wordlessly. She took a deep breath and prepared for Amanda’s reaction. Mark pumped in and out a few more times, then drove forward hard, pushing through her barrier and sinking another four inches past it into her virgin tunnel.

Amanda’s eyes flew open and she cried out in pain. Mark stopped, keeping his cock buried where he had stopped. Melissa held her tightly and waited until her sobs faded to sniffles.

“Are you ok, Mandy?,” Mark asked. Amanda looked up at him, her eyes rimmed with red. She nodded and tried to smile.

“I’m so sorry, baby. That seemed like the best way. Get it over with all at once instead of dragging it out,” he explained.

Amanda winced and took a deep breath as his cock moved slightly inside her. “I . . . I understand,” she said, letting the breath out. She wiped a tear from her cheek. “It’s ok, Mark. I’m fine.”

He smiled. “Ready to keep going?”

She took another breath, gripped Melissa’s hand, and nodded again. “Just go easy, ok? No more surprises.”

He touched her cheek again. “No more surprises, honey. I’m over half way in. Just let me know if you want to stop, ok?”

He waited until she gave the go-ahead, then began to push his thick member further into her tight virgin pussy. Amanda closed her eyes and grit her teeth. It did hurt, but she didn’t cry out or give any outward signs. She could feel the thick shaft pushing her vagina walls wider as it slid deeper and deeper inside her.

Melissa looked up to see only two inches of Mark’s cock not inside Amanda’s pussy. He was still pushing, moving slower than ever now, and Amanda was still taking it. Melissa couldn’t believe her eyes as Mark slowly pushed the rest of his long, thick cock into Amanda’s virgin twat. She looked up at Mark, who grinned and shrugged. He touched Amanda’s face.

“Mandy?” She opened her eyes and looked up at him. He smiled. “You did it, honey. It’s all in!” She looked down to see their pubic bones pushed tightly together. The huge cock had completely disappeared inside her womb. She smiled up at him, but he could see the pain in her eyes. “Are you in a lot of pain?”

She shrugged and shook her head. “Nothing I can’t handle.” She winced as she moved slightly. “Don’t worry. If it gets too bad, you’ll know!”

He smiled and nodded. “I’ll just stay right here until your body adjusts to it, then we’ll continue.”

Melissa hugged her and kissed her on the lips. “I can’t believe you did it! Girl, you never cease to amaze me!”

A few minutes later, she gave the ok and he began withdrawing. She winced a few times, but didn’t tell him to stop, so he didn’t. About halfway out, he stopped and began pushing back in. Amanda’s face twisted into another grimace, then relaxed again when he stopped. As expected, she was a little tender around where her hymen had been, but his size didn’t seem to be a big issue with her. They kept this up for several minutes until he could see she wasn’t as tense and he could feel her vagina relax its’ grip on his cock. He found it easier to move and she was starting to move her pelvis in rhythm to his forward thrusts. Melissa noticed her moving, too.

“Feeling better now?,” she asked.

Amanda nodded. “Mmmhmm . . . starting to feel . . . real good!”

Melissa hugged her neck. “That’s great, honey! You won’t have that pain to deal with ever again! It’s a one-time deal!,” she said, reaching down to caress her breasts.

Mark began moving at a more even, but still slow pace. Amanda seemed to be getting into it. She mentioned that her legs were getting stiff, so he lowered them to the floor and leaned over her as he slowly pumped his big meat in and out of her distended pussy.

“Baby, you are so tight!,” he whispered as he pushed into her. She opened her eyes and met his.

“Can you go a little faster?,” she asked. Mark smiled.

“Of course. I was just waiting for you to ask me,” he replied.

“P . . .please!,” she said, her eyes pleading. “It feels so good!” She moaned loudly as he began moving faster and she pumped her hips, matching his thrusts. After a few minutes, they were going at a pretty good pace. Amanda was panting and moaning and Mark was trying hard not to cum inside her warm, tight cunt until she came at least once.

“F . . . faster!,” she cried. Mark took a deep breath and started pounding her faster, their sweaty bodies slapping together. She began to pant and moan louder, crying out with wanton abandon every time he pushed all the way into her steamy twat. Between her tight pussy and her wild cries of carnal pleasure, he knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh, shit! I’m gonna . . .cum!!,” she cried. Her moans gave way to cries of pleasure. Melissa had no doubt that everyone in the building would know what went on here today. “Uhng!! Uhng!! Uhng!! Ohhhh. . . !!!” Amanda jerked and bucked, then let out a long low cry. Her body went rigid, her legs locking around Mark’s waist. She gripped his neck and pulled him to her as her cry faded to a nearly soundless squeal. She grit her teeth and held Mark’s cock deep inside her as the orgasm gripped her, then exploded inside her young body. Mark could feel her vaginal muscles contracting on his hard shaft and once more had to concentrate to keep from blowing his load right there.

After what seemed like a long time, Amanda’s body relaxed again and she released Mark from her leg and arm grip. He felt her pussy ease up on his cock as well.

“Oh, baby! That was . . . incredible!,” she panted. “I just couldn’t stop cumming!” She smiled contentedly at him. He returned her smile and began to move inside her even slicker pussy. She moved with him, slowly at first, then more urgently as she felt another orgasm approaching.

“Oh, god! I’m gonna cum again!!,” she moaned.

Mark was getting close himself. “Me, too, Mandy! Cum with me, baby!! Cum with me!!” He started moving faster, the cum boiling deep in his balls, ready to explode inside her hot little pussy. Amanda pulled him tight and pumped her hips in a fast rhythm.

“C’mon, baby, cum for me!! Cum inside my pussy!!,” she cried. That was all it took. Mark felt his balls contract and he groaned loudly as he unloaded his seed deep inside her hot cunt. Amanda felt it splashing against her vagina walls and that was all it took to set her off. Her pussy clamped down on Mark’s spurting cock as she came hard, squeezing the cum from it. He groaned again, gritting his teeth as her tight, spasming pussy literally milked the cum from his balls in what felt like one long shot. They lay locked in a tight embrace for a long moment as they came over and over in powerful simultaneous orgasms.

Finally, Mark felt her pussy ease its’ grip on his cock and she flopped limply to the bed. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting hard for breath. Mark caught his breath and raised himself up off her. He looked into her beautiful green eyes and smiled. She returned his smile and kissed him lovingly.

“Wow!,” she said.

“Yeah, wow!,” he replied.

Melissa cleared her throat. “Ahem . . . remember me?” They both looked up at her and laughed. Melissa leaned down and kissed them both, then embraced them.

“I think this is going to be a very interesting year!,” she said. They all chuckled again. Amanda looked at Mark, wrapping her arms around his strong neck.

“I believe you’re right, Melissa. And you were right about another thing, too,” Amanda said, her eyes locked on Mark’s.

“What’s that?,” Melissa asked.

Amanda grinned and winked at him. “He’s definitely a keeper!”

- The End -

Sondra Holm was late, by about half an hour, for her modeling appointment. She was late because she had been fucking. She had been fucking Noel Nouveau, her S.L.U.T. friend and notoriously famous porn star.

It was Noel who had set up the modeling appointment for Sondra. The flame-haired fuckstar had dropped by Sondra’s place the night before to see that Sondra was prepared for her first professional photo shoot. The two, as sluts do, had gotten to sex soon enough. Watching some of Noel’s porn scenes over the Internet, fingering their clits, licking each other’s pussies and assholes, they screamed and creamed and climaxed again and again all night long. Thus Sondra was late getting out of bed the next morning. She wasn’t tired; the sex with Noel had been earnest and loving and satisfying. She had slept deeply and well, awaking well energized, so well energized that she and Noel had to go at it again. The two wanton women could easily have spent the whole day in tongue-to-twat activity, but both had appointments to keep. Noel had headed off after a quick breakfast and a final kiss “For good luck” on Sondra’s tangy twat to a video shoot in the Simi Valley and Sondra had driven to the studio of Richie Gertmann.

And she was half an hour late. She would have preferred, she thought, to be so late as to make the photographer cancel. Though she delighted, like all the S.L.U.T.s, in showing off her body, she had rarely permitted nude photographs of herself to be taken. Sondra had modeled before for three different swingers magazines, and had appeared on the cover of two but always partially covered or dressed in lingerie or bra and panties. This time she would be fully nude; a full spread-legged photo set for “Playful Partners”, a national swingers publication.

Sondra was excited, nervous and incredibly horny as she entered the studio located in a modest West Hollywood neighborhood. She had met the photographer, Richie Gertmann, through Noel and two other S.L.U.T. friends, Lesiah Thrace and Chloe Veiel who were also in the porn business when she had visited them on the set of a hard-core photo shoot a few weeks past. Richie had photographed many of the top porn stars for magazines and video box covers. He had balled many of them too. Sondra had less interest in posing for Richie than in balling him, but she was sure that the one would lead to the other.

The brawny photographer greeted her with a friendly hug, his massive arms wrapping tightly around her thin waist. Richie reminded her, and most people, of an overgrown teddy bear. His look seemed ill suited to his sensitive nature, to his tremendous talent with camera. He was a burly, outgoing, flamboyant individual. “How the hell are you, baby?” he roared in greeting as he crushed her to his huge frame. “You look great.”

“Fine. I am fine.” She looked up into his twinkling blue eyes. “And nervous. A little.”

“Nothin’ t’be nervous about, cupcake.” He led her further into the studio. “We’ll take it nice and slow.” They walked along a corridor lined with Richie’s photographs, arrived at his office, the walls of which were also covered with images he had created. The sight of these images of scores of women and men in sexually explicit status was, somehow, comforting to Sondra.

“Drink?” he asked, and she nodded an affirmative.

The Swedish swinger looked over the pictures as Richie poured their drinks. A deeply tanned woman sucking the cock of a pale, fat man; three big-dicked men spewing cum on a young brunette; a tiny woman smiling as she stuffed her rectum with the large end of a champagne bottle; two couples making love on a verdant hillside; Lesiah standing with pelvis thrust forward pissing or ejaculating female cum, Sondra couldn’t be sure, toward the camera; Noel with cunt, ass and mouth crammed with hard cock; Noel and Chloe in a woman-to-woman love licking; Chloe with a speculum in her ass; Noel and Lesiah with faces covered in the sperm of at least a dozen cocks; and scores more.

Sondra and Richie sipped wine and chitchatted about anything and nothing for a while. Sondra learned that the photographer had been in Sweden recently, quite near her hometown of Sundbyberg, shooting photos sets for several European porn magazines. A busy ten days, he said, but he had been happy with the resulting photographs, and happy to have made it with thirteen of the sixteen models he had used for the shoots. He was from a small town in Montana where he discovered a love of photography working for the newspaper run by his father, had had sexually transmitted diseases only twice in his life, was currently working on a book to showcase the best of his erotica, and would be off to another photo shoot, this time in Aruba, the first of next month.

Little, if any, of what Richie told Sondra about his background was true, but, he had discovered, his models worked best if they felt they knew a little something about him. He had never told the same story to more than one model. But whatever he told them always seemed to help them to relax and thus he was able to get the best results.

One of the bearlike photographer’s assistants knocked on the jamb of the open office door. “Ready anytime you are.” he informed his boss. “We’ve got everything all set up.”

“Thanks, Jeremy.” Richie indicated Sondra. “This is Sondra Holm, our model. That’s Jeremy. He and his brother help me out ’round here.”

Richie stood, held out a hand to Sandra. “If you’re ready, let’s get to it.”

The three walked to a small set made to look like something like a Victorian bedroom. While the photographer gave final instructions to Jeremy and his other assistant, Jeffrey, Sondra went behind a screen and changed into the lingerie Richie had provided. She had supplied him with her measurements when she had agreed to do the shoot and he had gotten some sensual outfits at LA Lingerie in Hollywood.

Once the camera was clicking, Sondra felt completely at ease. All she had to do was act sexy, and she certainly knew how to do that. She flashed her titties, wiggled her butt and spread her legs, and all the time got more and more horny. It was she who made the first overt move toward sex, though everyone knew it was coming.

Throughout the shoot she said things like: “So you like my tits, my soft, fleshy tits with their hard nipples.” and “Look at my asshole. See how easily my three fingers go in. Wouldn’t you like your cock in there, in my ass hole” and “Oh yes, I just love showing off my pussy for men. See it all nice and pink and wet, and I’ll bet you would love to lick it, to stick your tongue inside and lick it all up.”

And when Richie set the camera down for a moment to adjust one of the lights, Sondra said: “Why don’t you?”

“Huh?”

“Come on, Richie. You’ve got eight rolls of pictures of me. Enough. I can see the bulges in your pants. I can tell there are three hard cocks that want me. C’mon, guys, fuck me now.” Sondra’s legs were spread and her fingers were buried deep in her creaming cunt. It was an invitation none of the men had any intention of declining.

Richie pulled down his pants and walked to the bed. As he removed his shirt, Sondra could see that he was very much a bear of a man with coarse brown hair covering most of his body. Jeremy and Jeffrey undressed also and moved closer to the bed.

At this point Sondra was wearing only a garter belt, stockings and heels. Richie buried his face between her bare breasts, then licked left, then right. The Swedish sexpot had sensitive nipples and she enjoyed having them sucked, had, in fact, experienced orgasm on an occasion or two from lots of long, intense stimulation of them, but her need to cum was urgent; she wanted to waste no time getting him inside her.

His cock was already hard; she could feel it pressing against her thigh. She shifted her weight, got her cunt where she wanted it, notched over the head of Richie’s cock. “Ummm…. Drive it into me. I’m so wet for you.”

“Oh yeah, sweetie pie. All right.” Richie thrust his hips forward and seven of his nine inches burrowed into Sondra’s craving cunt hole. She threw her legs up to better accommodate him and soon the photographer was plowing all of his cock into her, pounding in and out, the two-hundred ten pounds of the muscular man pleasuring her pussy. In minutes she experienced a mind-blowing orgasm. She tensed, screamed and relaxed, pleased to feel hot jets of Richie’s cum spewing deep into her.

Then, as the hairy stud rolled away, Jeffrey pounced on her and began pumping his cock into her fuck hole. Sondra was glad to see and feel that he was in the same class of cock-size as Richie. Looking to her left, she saw that Jeremy was equally well endowed.

Sondra held her feet back by her ears, thrust her fuck hole upward, opening as much as possible to Jeffrey’s amorous assault. He pounded away in a manner similar to what Richie had done. Soon Sondra and Jeffrey received the same reward of their actions as she and Richie had; intense orgasm and a hot outpouring of sperm.

Jeremy had a go with Sondra next. Barely had Jeffrey gotten off, and off of Sondra before his brother’s cock was right there, right where Sondra wanted it. Jeremy too pounded away at her upturned pussy.

Sondra had caught on to the game quickly. Clearly the photographer and his assistants had played it many times before. They had worked out a process of pleasure that worked for them. S.L.U.T. Sondra gave in to the game and enjoyed it.

Richie mounted her again, then Jeremy, then Richie, then Jeffrey, then Jeremy and Richie finishing up, the men producing four more loads of cum in the process. Sondra’s pussy was now loaded with sperm. What, she wondered, did they have in mind next?

“Keep your legs up like that. Good. Thanks.” Richie rested one of his big hands on the backs of her thighs to help her hold her legs up. Her legs had been up for most of the hour that the three men had spent pumping their hot cum into her. “Bring it over, boys, bring it over.”

The brothers placed a glass top table by the foot of the bed. Richie helped Sondra to stand over the table. She held her hands over her pussy pressing the lips as tightly closed as she could. Jeffrey got under the table with a camera.

“Let her rip,” Richie said, and Sondra did. Laughingly she pulled her pussylips apart and let the men’s cum begin to flow out. Their was a lot of it and it dribble nicely down onto the table top. Jeffrey clicked pictures.

Then Sondra bent over and began licking up the cum from the table, her long tongue snaking out to get every drop. She smiled at Jeffrey under her as he clicked off several shots. “Ummmm. That is so tasty. I just love hot cum.” She licked the tabletop clean.

Later, Sondra was alone with Richie. The assistants, Jeremy and Jeffrey, had packed up the equipment, straightened up the studio and washed the glass tabletop. While this was going on Sondra had showered in a little cubicle next to Richie’s office, toweled herself dry. She was still naked when she walked into his office.

“You can get dressed, sweetums”, the photographer said. “We’re done. I’ve got your check right here.”

“Can you get your dick hard?” she asked as if she hadn’t heard what he had said, or didn’t care.

“I guess. Yeah. Sure.” He felt his hardening organ through his trousers. Just the thought of one more fuck with S.L.U.T. Sondra was arousing him.

“Good. Because I need one more load of your cum in me for the road, I think, is the expression.”

Richie unzipped his pants and showed his almost fully hard cock. Sondra stood over him, legs outside his, then lowered her hot cunt onto Richie’s upward pointing organ.

“That’s very good.” The Swedish sensualist commenced a gentle rhythmic motion with her hips. It was just enough to bring pleasurable sensations to both of them but not enough to get either of them off. “This way we will both last a good long time. Yes?”

“Yes,” the photographer affirmed. Her pert breasts were pressed against his chest. He took hold of her smooth ass.

“Yes? Good. Then you can tell me the true story of your life.”

“Huh?” He tried to look as though he hadn’t been caught in a lie, and was sure the look hadn’t worked.

“Didn’t you think I would talk to my friends Lesiah and Noel and Chloe? And that they would talk to each other and to other women you had… been with? Didn’t you think that? I guess not. So now you will tell me the true story. Yes?”

“Yes.”

He did.

- The End -

Mark looked up from the magazine he was unsuccessfully trying to read when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. When Amanda came into view on the bottom landing, he dropped the magazine to the table and stood up. Her neutral expression told him nothing as she came down the final few steps, her breasts bouncing seductively with each step.

He began walking toward her, his cock twitching at the sight of her in her tight jeans and t-shirt. Or maybe it was the idea of spending the rest of the night making love to her and her sexy roommate! As they neared, Amanda held out her hands. He took them and she pulled him close, her lips brushing his ear.

“Come on up,” she whispered. She pulled back and looked into his warm, brown eyes. Her green eyes sparkled with excitement and she flashed him a sexy smile. Still holding his hand, she turned and led him up the stairs, his eyes locked on her smooth, round ass swaying from side to side as they climbed the stairs to the third floor.

They walked in silence down the deserted hallway and stopped at her door. She looked at him, her hand on the knob. “Last chance to change your mind.” She nodded toward the closed door. “Melissa’s waiting for us.”

He glanced at the door, then back into her dazzling green eyes. “Like I said before, it’s up to you.” She hesitated only a second before turning the knob and opening the door. She indicated for him to go in first.

Slowly, he entered the room. It was dimly lit by a reading lamp on one of the desks. On one side, both twin beds had been pushed together to make one big bed. He didn’t see Melissa until the door closed behind him. He turned around and saw her standing next to Amanda, wearing only a t-shirt that almost covered her panty-clad pussy. They were both holding hands and watching him with seductive smiles. Then they turned, kissed each other on the lips, and walked over to where he stood. Melissa scanned his well proportioned body from head to foot. As her eyes fixed on his, she gave him a questioning look.

“So you think you can handle both of us, huh, stud?,” she said, winking at Amanda.

Mark, not wanting to appear intimidated, merely shrugged. “I’ll do my best.”

Amanda walked over to a chair and sat down to remove her leather boots. She stood up and came over to Mark and wrapped her arms around his neck. Mark looked down into her emerald green eyes and smiled.

“Baby, you are gorgeous!,” he whispered as he slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. He felt another hand touching his arm, lightly caressing it. He turned to see Melissa standing next to them, her arms embracing them both. She leaned forward and kissed Amanda, then Mark, her tongue pushing deep into his throat. Then she moved back and stood looking at them, her blonde hair framing her pretty face and her long, sexy legs emerging from under her t-shirt.

“I think you two are a little over-dressed ,” she said, eyeing them both hungrily.

Amanda blushed a little. She had never undressed in front of a man before. In fact, she had never even seen a naked man before.

“Go ahead, Mandy,” Melissa said. “Take off his shirt.”

Mark smiled at her and nodded his consent. She tentatively reached out and began to pull the golf shirt from his jeans, her hands trembling slightly. She lifted it awkwardly and he raised his arms so she could pull it over his head. She managed to get it off, with a little assistance from Mark, and tossed it to the floor.

She stood staring at his well-toned chest. It was obvious that he worked out as evidenced by the well defined pecs and the faint outline of a six-pack on his abdomen.

Melissa let out a low whistle. “Hmm . . . nice!,” she said. “Your turn, Mark.”

He glanced over at Melissa, then grinned at Amanda. He put his hands on her waist and slowly started to lift her t-shirt up. Amanda smiled nervously as he slid it over her firm breasts, revealing her lacy bra. He pulled it over her head and dropped it on the floor next to his.

Melissa walked over behind Amanda, her nipples leaving little bumps on her thin white cotton t-shirt. She placed her hands on Amanda’s shoulders and leaned in to whisper in her ear, her eyes locked on Mark’s.

“Go for it, Mandy! Get those jeans off him!”

Amanda hesitated, then reached out to the button of his jeans, her hands shaking even more than before. She fumbled with the button, but finally got it open. She lowered his fly, feeling the bulge of his stiffening cock as she did.

“Ok, now pull them down . . .let’s see what he has to offer!,” Melissa whispered, rubbing her bare shoulders.

Amanda grasped the waistband of his jeans and started to lower them. As they slid below his hips, they could see the growing bulge of his hardening shaft running down his leg to the edge of his boxers. Melissa’s eyes grew big.

“Wow! Mark! What have got there, man!?” Her eyes sparkled as she took in the eight or nine inch long cock hidden under his boxers. He grinned and shrugged as Amanda knelt down and finished removing his jeans. When she looked up as Melissa spoke, she could see the tip of his cock poking out the leg of his boxers. The huge head was almost purple in color and a drop of clear fluid oozed from the hole in it.

She stood up, her eyes taking in his well built body. As she rose, she was vaguely aware of Melissa’s hands moving around her waist and unfastening her own jeans. She stood still, her eyes locked on Mark’s large chest, and allowed Melissa to pull her jeans down and off. Melissa tossed them aside, then stood up and unfastened Amanda’s sexy lace bra. Her hands went instinctively to her breasts, holding the flimsy bra in place. Melissa reached around and removed her hands, pulling her bra free with them. Her firm tits bounced slightly as the were freed from the restrictive garment.

Melissa kissed her neck. “No need to be bashful!”

Mark’s eyes went to Amanda’s beautiful tits. They were round and firm, with erect nipples as big around as his little finger and nearly half an inch long protruding from her dark areolas.

“Beautiful, aren’t they?,” Melissa exclaimed as she brushed her fingers across the sensitive nipples. Amanda sucked in her breath and closed her eyes at Melissa’s tender touch. Mark nodded wordlessly as he watched his girlfriend have her tits teased by her sexy roommate. His eyes moved from her tits down across her flat stomach to the small black triangle of material that covered her pubic area. His eyes paused there for a second, then moved down her long, slender legs. He moved his eyes back up over her sexy, near naked body and back to hers. He licked his lips.

“My, god! You are beautiful!,” he gasped.

Melissa grinned and squeezed her breasts. “That’s what I keep telling her!,” she said. She moved up next to her and placed Amanda’s hands on her t-shirt. Amanda got the message and lifted Melissa’s t-shirt up and off, revealing her own set of perky C cups. Unlike Amanda’s round tits, Melissa’s dropped in a gentle slope, with her nipples pointing slightly upward. They were a little smaller than Amanda’s, but just as sexy, Mark thought.

The two nearly naked girls kissed again, then turned to Mark. Without saying a word, Melissa raised up on her toes and kissed him. At the same time, her hands dropped to his boxers and she pulled them down. His erect cock sprang out, pointing straight out.

Amanda watched all this happen and stared down at the long, thick shaft. It was at least nine inches long and was so thick she didn’t see how it would ever fit inside her.

Melissa crouched down to remove the boxers, then stood back up. Both girls scanned their eyes over Mark’s nude figure. It made him a little uneasy, like he was on display. Melissa knew immediately that his penis was way above average size, but Amanda, having never seen a real cock before, was simply stunned by the size of it, believing all guys to be that big.

Melissa touched her arm and dropped to her knees in front of Mark, tugging on Amanda’s arm until she dropped down next to her. They were both now at eye level with his huge cock. Amanda noticed a strong, musky odor, which kind of turned her on and made her damp pussy even wetter. Melissa took her hand and placed it on the shaft of his cock.

‘My god!,’ she thought. ‘It’s hard as a rock!’

“Hold it like this,” Melissa said, wrapping her own fingers around it as well. Amanda did as Melissa showed her. Their hands were both gripping the long member, and there was still two inches showing!

“Now,” Melissa said, removing her hand, “stroke it slowly.” Amanda began sliding her hand back and forth on the huge prick. Mark sighed in obvious pleasure as she did.

“That’s it,” Melissa said. “The head is the sensitive part. Rub your hand across it gently with every stroke.”

Amanda did, and was surprised at the softness of the large purple tip. As she rubbed it, the precum that was now oozing copiously from it coated her hand, making it slide easier. Mark’s sighs turned to little moans whenever she touched the head.

After a few moments, Melissa put her hand on Amanda’s. “Ok., I think you’ve got the hang of it. That’s called a hand-job and if you keep it up, and move your hand faster, he’ll eventually blow his load.” She looked up at Mark and winked. “But we don’t want that to happen just yet!”

He smiled and stroked Amanda’s hair. “You did a great job, baby. That felt real good!” Amanda blushed and grinned up at him shyly.

“Ok, now let me show you what guys really want a girl to do in this position!,” Melissa said with a grin. She reached out and grasped his hard cock, and with a wink to Amanda, stuck out her long tongue and licked the entire length of it, starting at the base and moving up to the sensitive head. Amanda watched, her eyes wide with wonder, as Melissa’s tongue flicked across the tip, causing Mark to suck in a deep breath. Then, as Amanda watched in utter amazement, Melissa opened her mouth and swallowed about three inches of the thick cock, her lips stretched thin as her small mouth slid down the hard shaft. Amanda could see her cheeks suck in as she sucked on it, then bulged wide as it pushed against the inside of her cheek. Mark gasped and closed his eyes, a low moan escaping his lips.

After a few minutes. Melissa let it slip from her lips and turned to Amanda. “Ok, your turn!,” she said with a grin.

Amanda looked at Mark’s cock, now slick with Melissa’s saliva as well as his precum, then back to Melissa, her eyes wide. “I . . .I don’t know if I can!,” she said.

Melissa smiled and held her hand. “It’s not bad,” she said. “You licked my pussy; it’s no different.” Amanda nodded, her thoughts going back to the sight of the large cock in Melissa’s mouth.

Melissa looked up at Mark. “Don’t cum in her mouth. I don’t think she’s ready for that yet.”

He nodded. “Of course not.”

Amanda looked into his smiling face, then back to the cock in front of her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she reached out and took it in her small hand.

“Go on,” Melissa urged. “Lick it like I did. It’ll make Mark feel real good!” That convinced Amanda. One thing she wanted was to give Mark pleasure. She moved her face closer to it. The scent of his sex filled her nostrils and she watched as another drop of precum seeped from the small hole at the end. She moved her mouth down near the base of his shaft and stuck out her tongue, closing her eyes. She could feel it rubbing lightly along the side of her head as she tentatively licked it. Her tongue touched the warm, hard flesh and she slowly licked along it’s length until she came to the thick purple head. She paused.

“Go ahead, Mandy. You’re doing fine,” Melissa said softly. Amanda hesitated for another second, then licked the soft flesh of the tip. Mark shivered and gasped at her touch. His reaction gave her the incentive to keep going and she started flicking her tongue across it like she’d seen Melissa do. A salty, tangy taste filled her mouth and she realized that it must be the precum. It wasn’t bad, so she kept going.

Melissa watched her for a moment, then said, “Very good, honey. Now open up and suck on it. Use your tongue the same way when it’s in your mouth.”

Amanda hesitated again, then thought, ‘What the hell’. She’d come this far; she wasn’t stopping now! Before she could change her mind, she opened her mouth and began to push the rock hard penis in. The warm, soft head slipped over her lips and Mark gasped in pleasure as it slid across her soft tongue. It felt very erotic to her and she was surprised to realize that she was actually enjoying it! She took in as much of it as she dared and began to imitate Melissa’s actions, remembering to use her tongue. Mark moaned in obvious pleasure as her soft tongue caressed his sensitive cock inside her warm, wet mouth.

“Oh, shit, Mandy! That feels so good!,” Mark gasped.

Encouraged by his words, she continued to suck on the throbbing member. She really was having fun! It felt so good to give him pleasure, and her pussy was responding by soaking her panties.

After a few minutes of this, Mark’s breathing became shallow and his moans louder. Melissa touched her shoulder.

“You better stop, Mandy. Unless you want a mouthful of cum!,” she said.

Reluctantly, Amanda let it slip from her lips, giving it one more kiss before looking up at his flushed face. She grinned at Melissa. “I was really starting to get into it!”

Melissa looked up at Mark, whose breathing was slowly returning to normal. “So was Mark,” she replied. “But I don’t think you’re ready for that yet!”

He smiled down at her. “You nearly made me cum!” She grinned up at him and licked her lips seductively, but guessed that Melissa was probably right – she wasn’t ready for that yet.

They stood up and Mark kissed Amanda, pulling her close so her breasts pressed against his chest.

“What do you want to do next?,” Melissa asked, rubbing her tits. Mark glanced over at her, then looked back at Amanda.

“I would love to taste your pussy!,” he said. He held his hand to her cheek and she nuzzled it affectionately.

Melissa licked her lips. “Mmm . . .me, too! But you two go for it. I’ll find something to do!”

Amanda took a deep breath. She would have to be completely naked in front of him to do that. Although it seemed like a small matter at this point, it still made her a little nervous. After all, until a few weeks ago, she dressed in clothes that hid her body, and now she was about to be completely naked in front of two other people. Mark leaned down and kissed her again. She felt her knees weaken and seemed to melt into his warm embrace. His hard cock was rubbing along her stomach, almost touching the bottom of her tits. She could feel the wetness of the precum smearing onto her skin.

As they kissed, he began backing her over toward the bed. Melissa quickly removed her own panties and climbed onto the bed. She sat up against the headboard, her legs stretched out before her a few inches apart. One hand went up to her hard nipples and she pinched and twisted them while watching Mark and Amanda approach the bed.

Mark’s hands went down to Amanda’s thong and he began to slide it down over her curved hips. She broke off the loving kiss and looked into his eyes as he pulled them down, exposing her bare pussy. They fell to the floor around her ankles and she kicked them away, now totally nude with her boyfriend and girlfriend. She felt her legs bump against the edge of the bed and she sat down on it, once again face to face with his huge prick.

“Come here, Mandy,” Melissa said, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy lips opened, revealing the inviting pink flesh inside. “Lay back on me.” Amanda inched back until she sat between Melissa’s outstretched legs. “Now, lie back,” Melissa said softly, gently pulling Amanda’s head back so that it rested on the twin pillows of her soft breasts.

Mark knelt at Amanda’s feet, and pushed them apart so he could crawl between them. Her pussy was now fully exposed, the swollen labia glistening with her sweet juices. She spread her legs wider as he moved closer, bending them at the knees and placing her feet outside of Melissa’s legs. Mark crawled up until his face was even with hers and kissed her. Then he leaned over her head and kissed Melissa. His huge cock hung down between her legs, almost touching her pussy.

He moved back down and kissed Amanda again, then kissed along her neck and down to her tits. He spent a few minutes sucking and nibbling on her hard nipples and caressing the soft flesh of her breasts with his gentle, loving hands.

Amanda lay back against Melissa’s soft tits. She could feel the damp heat from her excited pussy on her lower back. Mark’s tongue was sending wonderful sensations throughout her body as he nibbled on one nipple, then moved over to the other. She sighed in pleasure and closed her eyes.

He moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses down across her stomach to just above her hairless mound. To her disappointment, he stopped there and moved down to her legs. He started just above her knees, licking and kissing her soft inner thighs until he once again reached her pussy. Amanda waited in great anticipation for his tongue to start on her wet pussy, but seconds passed and he did nothing. She moaned and squirmed a little. He blew gently across her swollen lips, and she shivered, waiting for him to continue. But again, nothing more. She raised her hips, trying to push his mouth onto her waiting twat, but his mouth wasn’t where she thought it would be. She opened her eyes and looked down to see him grinning mischievously up at her.

“Mark, please . . .!,” she pleaded.

“Please . . .what?,” he asked, winking up at Melissa.

“Please . . .,” she repeated, once more raising her hips up off the bed. He only looked at her, the grin still on his face.

Melissa chuckled and said, “You have to tell him what you want him to do!”

Amanda looked at Mark, who cocked one eyebrow at her and gave her a crooked grin. “You know what I want!,” she said, a hint of exasperation in her voice. Mark shrugged.

“Tell him you want him to lick your pussy, eat your cunt, whatever you prefer. Just make it sexy and dirty!,” Melissa told her. She loved sexual games and was pleased to see Mark shared her sense of adventure. This was going to be fun!

Amanda’s frustration grew. It looked like if she wanted him to lick her pussy, she was going to have to say so! Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore.

“Lick my pussy! Make me cum, godamit!,” she blurted out.

Mark’s grin widened. “Of course, my dear!” He lowered his head and licked all along her slit, relishing the taste of her sweet, virgin pussy. Amanda moaned and nearly came immediately. The waiting had gotten her even more wound up and she felt like she was going to burst if she didn’t cum soon! She felt his soft, warm tongue part her lips and slip further into the warm moistness of her pussy each time he made a pass.

Melissa reached down and started fondling Amanda’s tits, twisting and pulling on her hard nipples. Amanda closed her eyes and rolled her head from side to side on Melissa’s soft breasts, thoroughly enjoying the sensations they were creating inside her young body.

Mark could have stayed at her tasty little twat all night. He lapped up her sweet juices as she moaned and sighed. He moved up to her clit, pulling the little hood back with his finger, and began to tease it with the tip of his tongue.

Amanda cried out. It felt like an electric current was coursing through her body when Mark began playing with her clit. ‘Oh my god!’, she thought. Her hands went instinctively to his head, holding it in place between her legs.

“Yes!!,” she cried out, “Oh, god!! D . . .don’t stop!!”

More than happy to oblige, Mark began licking and sucking on the tiny little bud while he stroked up and down her wet slit with his finger. Amanda cried out again. Her hands left Mark’s head and went to Melissa’s hands, which were caressing and fondling her tits. She pressed hard on Melissa’s hands, forcing her to knead her tits roughly.

“Oh!! Yes!! Yes!!! YES!!!,” she cried. Mark continued to suck on her hard little love nub, but slid his finger down to the sensitive piece of skin between her pussy and asshole, rubbing it gently.

Amanda cried out again. “Oh my god! Yes! Yes, Mark!! Right there!! Oh, god!! Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stop!!!” Suddenly, her body went rigid and a low groan escaped her open mouth. Her face and upper body were flushed a deep red and her face was screwed up into a pain-like grimace. Mark could feel her muscles squeezing his finger inside her clenched pussy as her orgasm approached its’ climax. When she finally came, she literally lifted from the bed, her body twisting as the massive orgasm took control of her muscles.

“Ahh!! Uh!! Uh!! Uh!! Ohhh . . .!!! Yes!! Yes!! YES!!!”

As her cries faded to strangled moans, Mark released her over-stimulated clit, but continued to run his finger into her virgin slit and lick her spasming pussy. He stopped licking at her plea for mercy and allowed her to come down from the powerful orgasm. Gradually, her body’s movements slowed and her muscles relaxed until she finally collapsed back into Melissa’s lap, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Melissa looked down at Amanda’s limp, sweaty body lying against her and grinned at Mark.

“Wow! I hope I can have a visit from that tongue of yours, too!” She looked back at Amanda. Her eyes were closed and she had a contented smile on her face, which was still flushed, but was slowly returning to normal. Her large breasts heaved as she gasped for air, the nipples swollen and sensitive. Mark leaned forward and touched her cheek.

“Mandy? Are you ok?”

She smiled weakly, but didn’t move or open her eyes. “Uh . . . huh,” she gasped. “Just need . . . a minute to . . . catch my breath!”

Melissa stroked her hair. “Would you mind if I played with Mark while you rest?”

Amanda shook her head. Mark lifted her gently from Melissa and placed a pillow under her head after Melissa scrambled out from under her. She walked over next to him, her slim, nude body beautiful and sexy.

“So what did you have in mind?,” he asked, his eyes looking her over. She looked down at his long, hard cock and grinned.

“I want that monster in my pussy!,” she said bluntly.

Mark looked over at Amanda, who was still lying on the bed, but her eyes were open, watching them. “What about Mandy? Shouldn’t she get first shot?” Melissa looked over at her friend.

“I don’t think so,” she said, “She’s never done it before and that . . ,” she pointed to his cock, “. . . is a serious weapon. I think maybe we should show her how it works before she tries it!”

Mark looked back over at Amanda, who was watching them and listening to their conversation. “What do you think, honey? Would you like a demonstration first?”

Amanda thought about it for a moment, then nodded. “If Melissa says you’re bigger than average,” She paused to catch her breath. “. . . then I think I want to see you in action first.” She licked her lips and smiled. “If it’s all right with you, Mark.”

He nodded and turned to Melissa. “All right, let’s do it!”

She grinned. “Let’s do what?”

Mark chuckled and lowered his head, shaking it slowly. He looked back up into her clear blue eyes. “Let’s fuck, you dirty slut!,” he said.

She laughed mischievously. “That’s better! Now come here and fuck me with that huge cock!”

He walked over next to her, his cock bouncing in front of him. Amanda had regained some of her energy and sat propped up on one elbow, watching them act out their fantasy. Mark grabbed Melissa’s tit roughly, then kissed her hard as he pulled and twisted her hard nipple. Melissa grabbed his cock and started jerking it hard. He broke off the kiss and moved his other hand to her bare snatch. He rubbed it a few times, then pushed his finger into it, watching her eyes as he did.

She spread her legs wider, gasping as first one finger, then two, and finally three were pushed deep into her wet pussy. He began reaming them in and out of her steamy cunt and she started humping her hips on them. She moaned and leaned forward, leaning her forehead on his hard chest. She continued to stroke his hard shaft, but was doing it slower and more gentle than before.

Mark sensed her submission and pulled his fingers from her dripping pussy. He held them to her lips and she sucked them clean, smacking her lips as she tasted her own juices. He took her over next to the bed, pulled up a chair, and turned it so that it was facing Amanda on the bed. He pulled Melissa over to the chair and spun her around so that her back was to Amanda. Then he pushed her down until she gripped the arms of the chair with both hands, her ass pointing up in the air. Amanda could see her engorged pussy lips peeking out from between her legs. Mark spread her legs wider, exposing more of her wet pussy. He looked over at Amanda.

“It seems that Melissa likes it rough,” he said. “Don’t worry, honey. I’ll be more gentle with you.”

Melissa looked over her shoulder at him. “I was . . . only playing, Mark. I’ve never had anyone as big as you. Please, . . . not too rough, ok?” Mark stopped, his hands on her waist as he was preparing to push his thick meat into her waiting cunt.

“Oh, ok. Sorry.” He moved back a step. “Do you want to try a different position?”

Melissa stood up. “As fun as it might be, I don’t think Mandy would learn anything from this position. It’s not the best way to do it your first time. Especially with something that big!”

Mark nodded. “You’re right, it’s probably not the best position for the inexperienced.” He turned to Amanda, an apologetic expression on his face. “Sorry, Mandy. I guess we got a little carried away.”

Amanda grinned. “That’s a relief! You guys were starting to scare me!”

Melissa climbed onto the bed and lay on her back next to Amanda. She spread her legs wide, her knees bent, and beckoned to Mark, a sexy smile on her face. As Mark knelt between her legs, she put a pillow under her ass so he would have better access. She watched as he crawled closer on his knees, his cock waggling back and forth. He stopped when his cock was touching her swollen lips.

“Ready?”

She nodded, her eyes locked on the huge tool poised between her legs. Amanda had sat up and was watching intently from only a foot away. He worked the purple head between the folds of her labia until he felt the warm wetness of her opening. He pushed firmly, but carefully, and his cock slid into her well-lubricated tunnel.

Melissa groaned and closed her eyes. He was stretching her like never before! She tried to remain relaxed and was surprised at the relative ease in which she was able to accept the large organ. At least as far as width went. As for length, well, time would tell.

Amanda stared with complete disbelief as she watched Mark push further and further into Melissa badly stretched pussy. Her eyes went from her pussy to her face and back again. It didn’t seem possible to her that something that big could fit inside Melissa’s small body without causing her considerable pain! He pushed it in slowly until only a couple of inches remained outside, then stopped.

“Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?” From past experiences, he knew this was the point where most girls told him to stop, not to go any deeper. Only a couple had been willing to try for the whole enchilada.

She nodded her head and opened her eyes to look down. Only two more inches. She felt full and didn’t know if she could take it all, but she had to try! It wasn’t every day a cock like this happened along and she wanted to experience all of it!

“Keep going, but go slow. No one’s ever been in this deep before.”

He nodded and pushed forward slowly, watching her face for any signs of distress. She felt him stretching parts of her that no man, or dildo, had ever reached before. It was almost like her first time. Her mind suddenly flashed back to that night, four years ago. She was fourteen and it had happened in the back seat of her seventeen year old boyfriend’s car. She’d cried afterward, and didn’t know why. Her boyfriend didn’t understand why she was crying either, and she couldn’t explain it to him. He dropped her off at her house and never called her again.

Mark’s balls slapping against her ass brought her back to reality. She looked down and saw that his entire length was buried inside her. He grinned down at her.

“Not everyone can do that,” he said.

“I feel honored,” she said, then her face took on a hard edge. “Now, fuck me!”

Mark grinned and looked over at Amanda. She stared in amazement at his long cock that had completely disappeared into her friend’s body. Mark watched Amanda’s face as he slowly retracted his cock from Melissa’s cunt, wet and glistening with her juices. Then he pushed it back in, her lips stretched thin around his thick shaft.

He increased his speed a little as Melissa became more comfortable with the size. They settled into a slow, rhythmic fuck. Melissa began to moan and rock her hips in time to Mark’s forward thrusts.

“Does it hurt, Melissa?,” Amanda asked, keeping her eyes locked on her boyfriend’s cock as it slid in and out of her friends’ stretched pussy. Melissa kept up her humping, keeping pace with Mark as his pace increased. She was beginning to feel the stirrings of an orgasm, and it felt like it was going to be a big one!

“Uh-uh,” she panted. “F . . . feels . . . great!” She began to move her hips faster. “Yes! Yes!! Oh, god!! Faster!! I’m so close!!”

Mark picked up the pace a little more, their sweaty bodies slapping together as he pounded mercilessly at Melissa’s stretched and tortured cunt.

“Oh, shit!! Oh shit!! I’m cumming!! I’m cumming!!! I’m . . . Arrrrrgghhhh!!” The groan came from deep in her throat, more of an animal growl than anything even remotely human. The growl faded and although her mouth remained wide open, no sound came out. It was like watching a horror movie with the sound off. Her body stiffened. Mark kept hammering away at her pussy, but her muscles were contracting, squeezing his cock and making movement difficult. He slowed down, partly because of how tight she had become, and partly because he was getting tired from the furious pace they had been going at.

Melissa’s body twitched and jerked as she kept cumming over and over, even though Mark had slowed to a snails’ pace compared to their previous workout. Amanda noticed fluid squirting from Melissa’s pussy every time Mark pulled out. She was squirting again, like she had the night Amanda had gone down on her!

Finally, exhausted and with sweat running down his face and dripping from the tip of his nose, Mark pulled his cock from Melissa’s spasming cunt and flopped down on the bed next to her and Amanda. It had taken all of his will-power not to cum inside the incredibly tight pussy of the pretty sexual dynamo, but he wanted to save it for Mandy. She was the reason he was here. Melissa had been an incredible fuck, but Amanda was the important one.

Melissa opened her eyes when her body stopped jerking and her orgasms stopped. She smiled dreamily at them both. Her beautiful body was covered in a sheen of perspiration and her blonde hair was plastered to her forehead and face.

“Are you ok?,” Mark panted.

She swallowed and nodded, licking her dry lips. She reached down and grimaced as her fingers touched her ravaged pussy. “I’m going to be walking funny tomorrow!,” she exclaimed. Then her fingers touched on the wet spot under her and she glanced over at Mark’s hard cock. He grinned at her.

“That must be yours. I didn’t cum.”

“You didn’t! After that incredible fuck?!” She looked over at Amanda and grinned. “Hold onto this one! A huge cock and self control! He’s a keeper!”

Amanda looked from Mark to Melissa, a puzzled look on her face. “Self-control?”

Melissa sat up on the bed. “A lot of guys can’t control their orgasm. Sometimes they cum as soon as they put it in, sometimes even sooner! That’s no fun. Women need more time to get warmed up!” She tilted her head toward Mark and grinned. “This one’s a rare breed!”

Mark chuckled. “Thanks.” He turned to Amanda and stroked her cheek. “Feeling better?”

She smiled. “Uh-huh.”

“Good.” He leaned in and kissed her.

She pointed down to his hard cock, still shiny with Melissa’s juices. “Could I. . . uh, . . . clean that for you?”

He raised his eyebrows in a mock serious look. “And just how would you do that, my dear?” A smile formed on his lips, despite his best attempt to keep a straight face. Amanda got up from the bed, then knelt on the floor at his feet. She took his cock in her hand and started stroking it, while looking up at his face, watching his expression. Then she lowered her head and took it into her mouth, sucking hard on the wet, slippery shaft. Mark groaned and closed his eyes, loving the feel of her hot mouth on his cock.

Melissa laughed. “I think we’ve created a monster!”

“Mmmph!,” Amanda mumbled. Melissa’s juices coated Mark’s cock and she loved the taste of their combined excretions. Mark leaned back on his elbows, sighing in obvious pleasure while Amanda popped the stiff organ from her mouth and used her tongue to lick clean the part she couldn’t fit into her mouth..

Melissa, still buzzing from the countless orgasms she’s just experienced, watched with some amusement as Amanda bobbed her head up and down on the huge penis.

“Careful,” she warned. “He can’t hold out forever!”

As if in defiance, Amanda began stroking the part that wouldn’t fit into her mouth while she increased her sucking. Mark closed his eyes, his face contorted as he fought to keep from shooting his load into his virginal girlfriend’s mouth. But Amanda redoubled her efforts, stroking faster. She pulled it from her wet lips, but kept pumping it with her hands.

“C’mon, baby! Cum for me!,” she hissed, her eyes wild.

Before Mark or Melissa could comment, she lowered her head and once more swallowed three inches of the throbbing meat. She bobbed her head up and down furiously and sucked as hard as she could, driving it to the back of her throat.

Mark had a lot of self-control, but this was too much for any man. “Mandy,” he gasped. “. . .Mandy, I . . . can’t last . . . much longer!”

“Mmmph!,” she murmured, not slowing down.

Mark felt his balls start to tingle. The feeling soon spread to his cock, the shaft electrifying under Amanda’s persistent sucking.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum any second!,” he panted. Amanda kept on sucking as Melissa watched in stunned amazement.

A second later, he groaned loudly. “Here it comes!!” He felt his balls contract and the hot seed gushing through his long cock. “Arrrrgggh!”

Amanda didn’t ease up. She felt his cock twitch at the same time he groaned and a second later her mouth was filled with a warm, thick, salty fluid. She swallowed as much as she could, but he shot another load and her mouth was over-filled, some leaking from the corners of her lips and running down Mark’s shaft. She kept trying to keep up, but there was to much and it’s thickness made it hard to swallow fast enough. She finally gave up and pulled her spermy lips from the spurting penis. White cum flowed from her open mouth and ran down over Mark’s balls to the sheets below. Another shot hit her in the nose as she backed away and the next arced up and landed on her left tit. She kept pumping, her hand slick, until the milky semen ceased shooting from his pulsating cock. She looked up at him, streams of white semen running down her face, chin, and tits. Her hand was coated with it. She grinned at him, long strings of it hanging from her teeth like spider webs.

“How’d I do?”

Melissa and Mark both stared at her, neither believing what she’d just done. Melissa began to laugh. Mark tried not to, but couldn’t help himself. Amanda stared at them, puzzled.

“Did I do it wrong?”

Melissa jumped up and ran over to retrieve her makeup mirror from her dresser. She handed it to Amanda.

“T . . . take a look!,” she said, still laughing.

Amanda gazed into the mirror at her cum-streaked face. Then she grinned and started to laugh along with them. She scooped the drop from her nose before it fell then popped her finger into her mouth and sucked it clean. Then she began licking it from her hand. Melissa leaned down and lapped up the gob from her tits, licking her lips. Mark found a towel and gave it to her so she could wipe the rest of her face.

“I can’t believe you did that!,” Melissa exclaimed. Mark wiped a missed spot from her cheek and nodded his agreement. Amanda shrugged and smiled at him.

“I liked going down on you, and you guys made me so . . . horny . . . I just wanted . . . to do it right!,” she replied.

“So, how was it,” Melissa asked, grinning.

Amanda licked a spot between her fingers. “Finger lickin’ good!”

They all laughed again and lay talking quietly for a while. Before long, they were all asleep, wrapped in each others’ arms.

- To Be Continued… -

I was eight years old, my cousin Kelly was seventeen, as was her boyfriend Darcy. I was visiting Kelly and her family at their summer cottage near Penticton, a small vacation community in the Okanagan Valley. We had finished dinner and Kelly and Darcy were going for a walk down to the lake. They wanted to watch the sunset. I asked if I could tag along and they said, “Sure.”

To get to the lake, we had to follow a narrow path through a wooded area. I don’t think it was more than a hundred yards, but when you are eight and a long way from home, it could seem farther than it actually was. I was leading the way, about 10 feet in front of Kelly and Darcy. They were holding hands and quietly talking. As I came to the edge of the woods, I took off my shoes so I could walk barefoot in the sand. I could hear hushed voices coming from behind a washed up log but thought nothing of it and walked towards the lake shore. As I walked past the log, I saw Mrs. Jennifer Miller, a family friend, lying on a blanket. Her pants and underpants were off and a man was pressing his face into her crotch. I knew Mr. Miller, and it wasn’t him. She had her fingers wrapped around his head and rotated her hips in a circular motion.

I didn’t have any idea of what they were doing, but when Darcy and Kelly caught up to me, they obviously did. Kelly let out a surprised gasp, loud enough to be heard on the blanket. Mrs. Miller quickly looked around and the man looked up from where he was. Mrs. Miller said “Oh shit!” and scrambled to cover herself. “What are you kids doing here?” she asked sternly. It was Kelly who answered. “We were just about to ask you the same question, Jen.”

Now on the defensive, Mrs Miller sat up, holding her face in her hands. From where I was standing, I had a clear view of her vagina. With Darcy standing right beside me, I’m sure that he had the same view that I had. The man stood up and casually walked away, saying, “I’ll call you, Jen.” over his shoulder as he walked down the beach.

“C’mon, lets go.” Kelly said as she grabbed my arm and pulled me away. We had walked about 10 yards when Kelly said, “Darcy?” We abruptly stopped and as I looked back, I could see that Darcy hadn’t moved. He stood transfixed. And then a very odd thing happened. Mrs. Miller smiled at him and said something that I couldn’t hear. “Darcy, now!” Kelly growled. As Darcy quickly regained his composure, he caught up to us. Kelly was furious but what had we done? I just wanted to go to the beach. We walked back to the cottage in silence.

The next morning, I woke up earlier than anyone else. I was playing outside with my Barbie when I heard the screen door close. Maybe my Dad was going fishing and maybe I could go with him. But instead, it was Darcy. He tiptoed off the porch and headed off through the woods towards an old abandoned water tower not far from the cottage. I decided to follow him. Maybe he could tell me if Kelly was still angry with us even though I didn’t know what we had done to make her upset. When I got to the tower, I stopped dead in my tracks. There was Darcy… and Mrs. Miller. She wore jeans, white sneakers and a hooded sweatshirt. She had her hands in the front pocket of her shirt and was listening to Darcy. A moment later she slowly nodded her head. She seemed to be staring at her feet and didn’t react at all when Darcy slowly walked towards her and kissed her on the neck. Darcy wrapped his arms around her and continued to kiss her neck and shoulder. Eventually, Mrs. Miller put her arms around Darcy’s back.

I didn’t want them to see me so I hid behind some bushes. He had his hands on her behind while he nuzzled her neck and throat. He must have whispered something to her because she suddenly stepped back and lifted the front of her shirt to her shoulders, exposing her small breasts to the cool morning air. Her nipples were hard and Darcy wasted no time taking one into his mouth. Mrs. Miller gently held his head to her breast. He looked like a 17 year old baby as he suckled at her breast. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid the zipper down. Once again, Darcy spoke to Mrs. Miller but this time she forcefully said, “No.”

She pulled away from him and pulled the sweatshirt down to cover her chest. After a momentary pause, she smiled that smile again, the one I had seen the day before, and stepped before Darcy. With that sinister smile on her face, she slowly drew Darcy’s sweatpants and underpants down to his ankles. Darcy’s erect penis sprang into the air, the first I’d ever seen. Now it was his turn to stand and stare. Mrs. Miller stroked the length of his penis, making it grow even larger. Back and forth, squeezing it’s length. She skimmed her jeans down her legs and off, draping them on a beam of the water tower where they were quickly joined by her pink nylon panties. She continued to stroke his penis and slowly leaned back against the beam. Pulling Darcy by the penis like some sort of toy, she rubbed his hardness between her legs. Holding his stiff cock against her slit, she wrapped her right leg around his and with her hand pressing against his bum, drew him inside of her. When Darcy was fully embedded, Mrs. Miller gently put her arms around Darcy’s neck. Darcy started to slam his body against hers, but she whispered to him and Darcy slowed down his pace. She held Darcy by the hips and guided him into her body, again and again. Darcy had his hands under her shirt and she laid her head on his chest. He must have squeezed her too roughly because all of a sudden she cried out and pushed his hands away.

Darcy started to really slam into her harder, making grunting noises along the way. Mrs. Miller kept saying “Tell me when, ok?” Darcy lunged forward, straining to stay inside her, but Mrs. Miller was furious. She shoved him away and his penis popped out, spraying her thigh and shoe with his cum. “You bastard!” she spat. “I told you to pull out before you came. Look what you’ve done! Asshole.”

She wiped the still dripping semen from her leg and quickly dressed. “I”m sorry, I didn’t mean to….” Darcy was mumbling, but Mrs. Miller wasn’t interested in listening. When Darcy reached for her breast again, she shoved him away, hard. “Fuck off.” she said, and with that, she turned and walked away. Darcy leaned back against the tower. His face was red and his penis was slick and limp. He was totally spent.

I hurried back down the path towards the cottage. When I got back, Kelly was on the porch and asked me if I had seen Darcy. “Yes, I saw him go towards the water tower,” I answered. I went back to playing with my Barbie as Kelly smiled and quickly walked down the path

- The End -

Amanda sat quietly in the back seat of her parent’s car, looking out the side window at the campus that would be her home for the next four years. She watched as the old stone buildings and well manicured lawns passed by while her parents chatted excitedly, pointing out the different buildings and landmarks as they drove toward her assigned dorm building. Everywhere, students were walking with boxes and suitcases, some appearing lost while others seemed to know where they were going.

Amanda was a shy, quiet girl who had just turned eighteen a month earlier. She didn’t have many close friends and usually wore loose, unflattering clothes, despite the fact that she had developed into an attractive young woman. She seldom wore makeup, and her shoulder length dark brown hair fell loosely about her face. Dazzling green eyes peered out from behind large, dark rimmed glasses. She looked like the typical nerd, the shy girl who disappeared in a crowd, never making eye contact with anyone. Her grades were excellent, however, and she was attending the university on a partial scholarship.

The car pulled to a stop in front of a four story stone building and they all stepped out, looking up at the imposing structure. The school was an old campus, and many of the buildings were over one hundred years old, with ivy crawling up the sides of them.

“Now I can tell everyone my daughter’s attending an ivy league school!,” her father joked as he noted the creeping vines. Amanda looked at her mother and rolled her eyes. Her father was famous in the family for his bad jokes. He was a tall, athletic man who had played high school and college football and she was their only child. He bent over to extract her bags from the trunk.

“What’s your room number, sweetie?,” he asked as he adjusted two of the bags on his shoulder and picked up a third.

“Um . . .,” she pulled a slip of paper from her pocket and scanned over it. “Room three-fourteen.”

“Wonderful . . . third floor,” he replied with a wink and a grin, pretending to stumble under the weight of her bags. She returned his grin and pulled two smaller bags from the trunk. Her mother, a pretty, petite woman, was carrying plastic food containers bearing cookies and other assorted treats. They started toward the building as throngs of other students, some alone and some accompanied by worried looking parents, criss-crossed the lawn.

Inside, it was even more hectic. People and their luggage packed the halls. Some doors were wide open with people moving in and out of the rooms. Freshmen stood staring at their dorm assignment papers and then looking around, as if thinking about forgetting the whole deal and just going home. It was a co-ed dorm, with equal numbers of male and female bodes filling the halls.

“This way!,” her father shouted over the noise, and began to work his way toward a staircase. Amanda and her mother followed him up two flights of stairs, battling for room the whole way up. When they reached the third floor, her father found a relatively quiet area next to the wall and set the heavy bags down.

“Why don’t you go find your room and we’ll wait here?,” he said, rubbing his arms. She nodded and worked her way through the crowded corridor, looking at room numbers on the doors. She found three-fourteen about halfway down the hall and used her key to unlock and open the door. It was a fairly large room, with two single beds, two dressers, and two desks. She dropped her bags on one of the beds and hurried back to get her parents.

Her father set her bags down next to her bed and looked around the room. “Not bad. A lot bigger than my first dorm!” Her mother set the cookies down on the desk and reached for one of the suitcases.

“I’ll help you unpack, dear,” she said. Before Amanda could say anything, her mother had a suitcase open and was starting to unpack it. She shot a pleading look at her father, who smiled understandingly. He walked over and gently pulled his wife from Amanda’s suitcase.

“Why don’t we let Mandy do this herself, dear? No college woman wants her parents hanging around her dorm room . . .” He winked at Amanda. “. . . cramping her style.”

Her mother slapped him playfully and laughed. “Oh, John, stop it!” Then she caught the look in Amanda’s eyes. At first, she looked hurt, but then she smiled. “Of course, what was I thinking?” She went over to her daughter and hugged her. “I’m sorry, darling. I guess I just don’t want to let go yet.”

Amanda hugged her back. “It’s ok, Mom. I understand.” She pulled back and smiled. “I’ll be ok. And if I need you, you’re only a phone call away, or a few hours by train. Try not to worry.”

After several prolonged goodbyes, they finally left her alone in her bare room. She began to unpack and put her clothes in one of the dressers and to one side of the large walk-in closet. The big closet was nice, but she would have preferred if it were a bathroom instead. The rooms in this building used communal bathrooms, of which there were two on each floor. No matter. She would get used to it.

She glanced over at the other bed and wondered who her roommate would be. She hoped it wasn’t one of those bubble-headed cheerleader types she’d despised in high school. She was just emptying her last suitcase when the door opened and a pretty blonde girl stepped in carrying two large suitcases. She was about five foot eight, maybe one hundred and ten pounds, and wearing a large grin. Her blue eyes sparkled under her blonde curls as they focused on Amanda.

“Hi!,” she said cheerfully as she walked in and dropped her bags on the floor. She walked over to Amanda, her hand extended. “I’m Melissa. Looks like we’re gonna be roomies!” Amanda smiled shyly and shook her hand.

“Hi. I’m Amanda.”

Melissa looked around. “I guess I’ll take that one!,” she said with a chuckle, indicating the empty bed.

“I can move, if you’d prefer this one. It really doesn’t matter to me,” Amanda said.

“No way!,” Melissa replied as she set her bags on the other bed. “You were here first so you get first pick. It doesn’t matter to me, either. I was just joking!”

Amanda finished putting her things away and sat on her bed chatting with Melissa while she unpacked. She decided she liked Melissa. Her bubbly outgoing personality made up for Amanda’s shyness, and Amanda found her easy to talk to. When she finished unpacking, Melissa stretched out on the bed while Amanda sat in the chair at her desk.

“So, do you have a boyfriend?,” Melissa asked.

Amanda shook her head, averting her eyes. “No. You?”

Melissa sat up, her blue eyes sparkling. “Not anymore! I’m ready for some college guys!” They laughed and Melissa noted Amanda’s baggy and unflattering clothes.

“Do you always dress like that?,” she asked. Amanda, suddenly very self-conscious, looked down at her clothes and shrugged.

“I guess so. Why? What’s wrong with the way I dress?”

Melissa stood up and walked over to her. “Why? Well, you’re not fat. Why do you hide your body under clothes like that?” Amanda shrugged, but said nothing.

Melissa smiled. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just that you’re pretty and seem to have a nice body. I was just wondering why you don’t show it off a little!”

Amanda blushed. “I’m not pretty,” she said quietly.

“Sure you are!,” Melissa said, pulling her to her feet. “If just took off your glasses . . .” Before Amanda could stop her, she reached up and slid the thick glasses from her face. Her bright green eyes shone from under her heavy bangs. “. . .and pull your hair back from your face a little . . .” She pulled her hair back and held it away from her face. “There! Much better! If you used a little makeup, you’d have to beat the guys off you with a stick!”

Amanda pulled away, letting her hair fall back around her face, and slipped her glasses back on. “I . . . I don’t think . . .I could . . .” She stared awkwardly at her feet.

Melissa touched her arm. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Forgive me, ok?” Amanda looked up and met her warm, blue eyes, and nodded with a slight smile.

“I’ll tell you what,” Melissa continued. “On my way up, someone told me there’s party tonight on the first floor . . . kind of a ‘get to know your neighbor’ party. Why don’t you let me fix you up a bit with some makeup, loan you some of my clothes, and if you feel up to it, we can go together, ok?” Amanda hesitated, but Melissa was persistent. “Come on, you’ll have fun! I promise! You might even meet some cute guys!”

Amanda thought about it. What harm could it do? Melissa was right, it might be fun. She could always just come back up here if she didn’t like it. She nodded with a nervous smile. “Ok. Just go easy on the makeup, ok?” Melissa grinned and went right to work. She began digging through the clothes she had just unpacked. She tossed a few articles onto her bed.

“Try some of these on. Let’s see how they look on you.” Amanda nervously pulled off her baggy sweater and stood there in her bra and sweat pants. Melissa turned around, a red cut-off t-shirt in her hands.

“Whoa! You’re a little bigger in the boob department than I am, but I think this will fit!” She handed the t-shirt to Amanda who held it up to her chest. It was barely long enough to cover her 34 C chest.

“I . . . I can’t wear this!,” she stammered. Melissa laughed.

“Well, certainly not with those pants!” As Amanda held the tiny red t-shirt to her body again, Melissa rifled through her clothes and pulled out a pair of low rider jeans. She held them out to Amanda, who was still deciding on whether or not to try on the revealing t-shirt.

“Come on! At least try them on!,” she said with a smile. “Trust me, they’ll look good on you!”

After a pause, Amanda pulled the skimpy t-shirt on and found that it dropped lower than she thought it would. It still revealed most of her tight flat stomach, but at least her tits were covered.

“It’s a little too . . .,” she began, but Melissa understood her concern. Maybe it was a little too much for her first night out. She went back to her closet and came back with a white blouse that flared out a little at the hips. It was tight around her tits and still left her belly button exposed, but it covered more than the t-shirt.

She pulled off the sweat pants to reveal her white cotton panties. Melissa sighed and shook her head slowly. “I need to take you shopping, Amanda. You need a complete new wardrobe, including underwear!”

Amanda paused as she was tugging the tight jeans up her slender legs. “What’s wrong with my underwear?”

Melissa grinned and pointed to her cotton underwear. “I don’t know what it’s like where you’re from, but most of the guys I’ve dated wouldn’t find those granny panties very sexy!”

Amanda looked down at her panties. “Grannie panties?” Melissa laughed and unfastened her jeans. She tugged them down a few inched so Amanda could see the red silk thong she wore.

“This is what the guys like!” Amanda stared at the skimpy underwear. It was barely big enough to cover her!

Melissa found her makeup kit and sat down next to Amanda. She began applying the makeup. “I have a few new pair. Why don’t you try some tonight. You never know . . . you might get lucky!” Amanda grinned and nodded at Melissa’s reflection in the mirror. Maybe it was the sexy clothes or all the talk about guys, but she was beginning to like the way she felt in Melissa’s clothes. Amanda finished with her makeup and pulled her hair back into a short pony tail. Amanda looked at herself in the mirror. It was like a different person was looking back at her, a sexy, popular girl!

Melissa looked over her shoulder and grinned at her in the mirror. “Well, what do you think?”

Amanda smiled broadly, her green eyes flashing. “I love it! Thank you!”

Melissa hugged her shoulders. “You are very welcome. Let’s see if I can find you some sexy underwear!” She went over to her dresser and started digging through the drawers. She withdrew a new package of red thong panties like she was wearing and tossed them to her. “Here you go!” As Amanda opened the package, Melissa pulled out a matching red lace bra. “This was always a little big for me. I was hoping they weren’t done growing when I bought it,” she laughed, cupping her smaller, but very attractive breasts. “It should be just right for you.”

While Amanda undressed to try on the lingerie, Melissa looked through her closet for something for her to wear to the party. She chose a top that showed off her bare midriff and a mini-skirt. She began undressing as Amanda was pulling off her cotton panties, exposing a very bushy pussy.

Oh, uh . . . you should trim that up if you’re going to wear a thong, honey!”

Amanda looked down at her hairy twat and blushed. It was embarrassing enough undressing in front of a virtual stranger without her commenting on her most private area! She glanced over at Melissa’s panties and noticed that there was no hair at all sprouting out from around the tiny triangle of red material. Amanda looked up at her new friend and covered her mouth with her hand.

“Oh! I didn’t even think . . .” Melissa waved her off.

“It’s not exactly something you’d think about unless someone pointed it out to you. Don’t worry about it.” She glanced at her watch. “Tell you what, we have time for a shower. I’ll show you how to do it. It won’t take long.”

As they gathered up their shower kits, Melissa explained that she had been waxing and shaving her bikini area since she was old enough to grow hair there. “My older sister told me about it. She said it was a lot cleaner and that there were other advantages that I’d learn about when I was older.” She grinned. “And she was right . . . guys are more likely to go down on you, and stay longer, if you’re bare!”

Amanda stared at her. She could understand about it being cleaner, but had no idea what the other part meant. “Go . . . down on you?”

Melissa went over to the door and waited. “Yeah, you know . . . oral sex? When a guy licks your pussy?” Amanda’s eyes grew wide.

“Guys do that?!” It seemed disgusting, but somehow intriguing at the same time.

Melissa laughed. “If you’re lucky!” Then her face became serious. “Have you ever . . . gone all the way with a guy?” Amanda lowered her head, shaking it slowly. “Ever let a guy get to third base? Second base?” Amanda just looked puzzled. She had no idea what she was talking about. “Have you ever had a boyfriend or gone on a date?” Again, Amanda lowered her eyes and shook her head as she tied the belt of her flannel bathrobe.

“Oh, Mandy! I’m sorry! I didn’t realize and here I am going on about it . . . please forgive me!” She went over to her and hugged her. Amanda hugged her back, feeling Melissa’s soft breasts pressing into hers through the thin fabric of their robes.

“It’s ok, Melissa. You didn’t know.” Melissa released her embrace and smiled.

“But you do like guys, right? I mean, if you’re into girls, that’s cool, too. I’d just like to know who’s team you play for!,” Melissa said with a grin.

Amanda laughed, the tension broken. “No, I like guys. It’s just that I’ve always been too shy to really meet anyone. I’ve only been on one date; the senior prom last April. It ended in a handshake.”

Melissa laughed. “The guys are going to be drooling over you tonight, so prepare yourself!” She opened her shower kit, took out a small pair of scissors, and passed them to Amanda. “Come on, let’s get you trimmed up so you can wear that underwear. Start with these here and you can finish off with a razor in the shower. Then, I guarantee that if you want to get laid tonight, you’ll have your pick of the guys!”

Blushing at her comment, Amanda took the scissors and started clipping the hair from her pubic area while Melissa read a magazine on her bed, turning her back to give Amanda a little privacy. She had a lot to teach the cute, but shy little brunette. It was going to be a very educational year for her, in more ways than one!

After ten minutes of working with the scissors, Amanda had done about all she could with them. They walked down the hall to the shower room and went inside. Amanda was happy to see that they were at least semi-private, with individual stalls. The walls were about shoulder height between the stalls.

Two other girls were getting ready to leave and there were three more still in the showers. Amanda noticed Melissa giving them more than a passing glance, but thought no more about it. They selected two adjoining stalls and chatted about the party while they showered. When the other three girls were gone, Melissa said, “Come on over here and have a seat. I’ll show you how to shave without cutting yourself.” The shower stalls were all equipped with wooden benches, presumably so you could sit to shave your legs, or whatever. Amanda glanced nervously at the door. It would be a little embarrassing if someone walked in on them while they were both in the same stall with their legs spread. Melissa noticed her nervousness.

“Relax. This is college. No one will give it a second thought if they see us.” She grinned and shrugged, her tits quivering. “If they do, we’ll just start making out. That’ll send them running!” Amanda gave her a startled look, then realized she was joking and laughed. Melissa sat down and took out a razor. Amanda sat next to her and took another one from the package. Melissa showed her how to get all the hair off without cutting any of the sensitive skin. When they finished, Amanda looked down at her newly shaved pubic area. It felt strange, but nice, too.

“How does it feel?,” Melissa asked.

Amanda stood up, running her fingers across the smooth flesh. “Kinda weird, but I think I like it!”

Melissa laughed. “You’ll get used to it! Come on, let’s go get ready!”

No one had entered the showers while they were shaving, much to Amanda’s great relief. They gathered up their stuff, slipped into their robes, and went back down to their room. Amanda reapplied her makeup herself, with some help from Melissa, then got dressed in Melissa’s sexy and revealing clothes. As she was checking herself in the mirror, Melissa came up behind her.

“You look good! Just remember, don’t go jumping into bed with the first guy you meet! Shop around a little! Looking like that, there’ll always be another!” She grinned and winked at her.

“Melissa!,” Amanda cried, “I’m not trying to . . .”

“Get laid?,” Melissa finished for her. “Why not?”

Amanda looked at her. “Well, because I . . . I . . . I don’t know!” She smoothed her blouse over her stomach. “I guess it’s just that . . . I’ve never done it before and I don’t want to look like a . . . little kid!”

Melissa turned her around and looked into her pretty green eyes. “Mandy, everyone’s had a first time and no one expects you to be good at it right away. But don’t let me push you into something you don’t want to do, ok?” She smiled. “But if you want some advice, or tips, I’m here for you!”

Amanda returned her warm smile. “My father calls me Mandy.”

Melissa picked up her tiny purse. “Oh, I’m sorry. It just slipped out. Amanda sounds so formal!”

Amanda touched her arm and smiled. “It’s ok. I like it.”

Melissa grinned and took her hand. “All right then, Mandy! Let’s party!By the time they got down to the first floor, the party was in full swing. It was based in the common room where there were several couches and a big screen TV – sort of a communal family room – but had spilled over into several first floor dorm rooms. The doors were open and people moved in and out freely. Amanda looked around, overwhelmed by the number of people, but Melissa took her hand and led her over to where the bar was set up. She ordered them drinks, but Amanda couldn’t hear what she ordered over the music, which was loud enough here in the main room to make conversation difficult. Melissa nudged her and passed her a drink that looked like tomato juice.

“What’s this?,” Amanda yelled over the noise.

“Caesar! Try it!,” Melissa yelled back, and took a sip of hers as she surveyed the crowd. Amanda took a sip and was surprised at how good it tasted.

“This is good!,” she said.

Melissa grinned and nodded. “Be careful! You can’t really taste the alcohol and it sneaks up on you!,” she said, leaning in so Amanda could hear her. Amanda grinned and nodded. She hadn’t really had alcohol before, except a little wine at special occasions at home. Melissa nudged her again and indicated a couple of guys talking in the corner.

“There’s a couple of cute ones,” she said. “Come on, let’s go introduce ourselves!” She started walking toward them and after a moment’s hesitation, Amanda followed her. She was very nervous around guys and had a hard time making conversation, but Melissa quickly introduced them both and more than made up for Amanda’s quiet demeanor by talking almost non-stop. Amanda spoke briefly to one of them, a nice looking guy with dark hair whose name was Dave. He seemed nice, but she was very self conscious in her borrowed clothes and became a little tongue-tied. She resigned herself to sipping on her drink and nodding politely. Melissa went off to dance with Jim, the guy she was talking with, and Amanda watched as she gyrated and moved on the floor with him. She wished she had the nerve to do stuff like that, but she’d never learned to dance and politely shook her head when Dave asked her if she wanted to. He soon drifted away and Amanda was left by herself, watching Melissa and the others dancing.

She was considering going to get another drink when she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see a tall, good-looking guy smiling at her. He had short, light brown hair, blue jeans, a blue work shirt, and a warm smile.

“Hi!,” he said over the music, extending a hand. “I’m Mark! Do you live here or are you a crasher like me?”

Amanda found herself smiling back at him. “N . . .no, I live here!,” she replied. She shook his hand. She was a little shocked that such a good-looking guy would be talking to her. He was saying something else, but she wasn’t paying any attention to his words, lost in her thoughts.

“I . . .I’m sorry . . .what?,” she yelled, leaning in closer to him. He laughed, pointed to his ears, and beckoned for her to follow him. She looked around for Melissa and saw her dancing with a different guy. Mark was standing a few feet away, waiting for her. ‘What the hell,’ she thought, and followed him down the hall a little way where the music wasn’t so loud. He sat down on a bench along the wall, patting the seat beside him. Amanda nervously sat next to him, her hands fidgeting nervously.

“Easier to talk here,” he said with a dazzling smile. Amanda nodded, but said nothing. “I was asking you what your name was,” he said.

“A . . . Amanda . . . Mandy,” she replied, giving him a half smile. If he noticed her unease, he didn’t say anything.

“Is this your first year?,” he asked. Amanda nodded, staring at one of the bricks that made up the wall across the hall. “Picked a major, yet?”

She nodded. “Pre-med. I have a scholarship, so it’s a required course list.”

He smiled, seeming impressed. “Dr. Mandy, huh? Smart and beautiful . . . rare, indeed!” She blushed, not used to being complimented by handsome men! He continued. “I still haven’t decided between law and botany.”

She shot him a puzzled look and he laughed. “I was just seeing if you were really listening or just being nice until you could escape! Actually, I’m majoring in English lit, second year. Hope to be a rich and famous writer some day!” Once again, he flashed the mesmerizing smile that made her heart skip a beat. God, he was handsome! He looked down at her empty glass.

“Why don’t you let me refill that for you,” he said, taking it from her hand. “Caesar?”

She nodded but managed to say, “Yes . . . th . . .thank you.”

“I’ll be right back! Wait here, ok?” Again with the heart stopping smile. She smiled back and nodded. As he walked away, she caught herself staring at his tight butt. He turned a corner and she spotted Melissa grinning at her from across the room. She looked at Mark and flashed Amanda a thumbs up before running over to her.

“Remember when I said not to jump into bed with the first guy? Forget what I said! Yummy!.” she exclaimed with a giggle.

Amanda slapped her shoulder playfully. “Melissa! He’s really nice!”

“He sure is!,” she said as she watched Mark chatting with some people while he got their drinks. “Just let me know if you need some privacy later!,” she said as she stood up. Mark was coming back over and before Amanda could answer Melissa, she was gone and he was there in her place.

“Friend of yours?,” he asked, as he sat down and passed her drink to her.

Amanda nodded. “And roommate.”

They sat there for a couple of hours, just talking. After two or three drinks, Amanda found herself loosening up and was talking easily with him. When he offered to get her another drink, she glanced at her watch and saw it was nearly one in the morning.

She looked up at him. “I didn’t realize it was this late! I should go. I have to figure out my classes in the morning.” He looked disappointed for a brief second, then the warm smile returned. He took her hand in his, sending a shiver down her spine.

“I hope I can see you again, Mandy. I really had a good time tonight.”

She stared into his warm brown eyes and felt her heart skip again. “Me, too, Mark,” she said quietly.

“Maybe I could take you out to dinner sometime?,” he asked as he helped her to her feet.

She smiled up at him. “I’d like that.”

“Great! Why don’t you give me your number and I’ll call you,” he said, reaching into his pocket for a pen and piece of paper.

She grimaced. “I just moved in today . . . no phone yet.” She paused, then deciding she could trust him, said, “But I’m upstairs . . . room three-fourteen.”

“Ok. Why don’t I drop by some day next week? That’ll give you some time to get settled a little,” he said, taking both of her hands in his.

She nodded. “Sure, sounds good.”

He moved closer. “Well, Mandy, I can’t wait to see you again.” He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, then pulled back and smiled at her. She smiled back, licking her lips. He immediately moved in and kissed her full on the lips, surprising her with his quick movement. He pulled away after a few seconds. “I’ll see you later,” he said with a smile, and was gone.

Amanda stood there for a moment, savoring the feel of his warm lips on hers, then made her way up to her room. She undressed and crawled under the covers, hardly believing that she, the shy nerd, had actually met a nice good-looking guy! And he kissed her! And he wanted to take her out on a real date!

She was still lying there in the dark, unable to sleep and thinking about Mark, when the door opened and Melissa looked in. She crept in quietly and closed the door. “Hey!,” she whispered, “Are you still awake?”

Amanda sat up. “Yeah, why . . .”

“Shhhh!,” Melissa said, cutting off her words. She crept over and sat on the edge of her bed. “I need a favor!,” she whispered, glancing back toward the door. “I need you to pretend to be asleep!”

“Why?,” she whispered, wondering why they needed to whisper.

“I have a guy waiting in the hall!,” she said with a wink and a grin. “We need my bed!”

Amanda didn’t understand for a second, then her eyes grew wide as she realized what she meant. “With me in here?!”

Melissa shrugged. “Doesn’t bother me.” Then her eyes took on a mischievous twinkle. “Hey! You said you didn’t know what to do! Watch us!”

Amanda stared at her in disbelief. “Are you serious?!”

“Sure,” she said, looking back at the door again. “I’ll tell Tim that you had a headache, took a couple of sleeping pills, and that you’ll be out for hours. He’s so horny, he probably wouldn’t care if you sat on the bed next to us!” She pushed Amanda back down into her bed and pulled the covers over her. “Just stay covered up, keep still, and enjoy the show!” She went over to the window by her bed and cracked the curtain so a shaft of light from a streetlight fell across her bed, illuminating it slightly. Then she unhooked her bra and pulled it out the sleeve of her shirt. She winked at Amanda and went over to open the door and get Tim.

Amanda couldn’t believe she was going along with this! She wanted to tell Melissa to forget it, she would just go somewhere and leave them alone. But something about it excited her. She was going to watch a girl she’d just met a few hours earlier have sex just a few feet away!

The door opened and Melissa looked over at her and winked. Amanda closed her eyes and started breathing like she was sound asleep.

“Shhhh!,” she heard Melissa say. “Don’t worry, she’s practically unconscious!”

“As long as you’re sure,” she heard a male voice whisper. The door closed and she heard smacking and slurping sounds as they began kissing. Amanda opened one eye a crack and watched them kissing hungrily, their hands searching each other’s body. Tim’s hand moved from Melissa’s waist to her tight, round ass and she moaned as he started to squeeze it, still kissing him passionately. They separated a little and Amanda saw Tim’s other hand slide up to Melissa’s breasts. She tilted her head back and sighed, seeming to enjoy his touch. He kissed her neck and throat, moving down to the cleavage of her breasts. She sighed and pressed his hand tighter to her soft tits.

Melissa suddenly moved back and pulled her top over her head, exposing her round, perky tits to Tim . . . and Amanda. Tim lowered his head and began licking and sucking on her erect nipples. She sighed and held his head in place, then looked over at Amanda and winked, a toothy grin on her face. Amanda smiled to herself. It seemed Melissa liked being watched as much as she was enjoying Tim’s attentions!

After a few moments, Tim’s hands slid back to her ass, but he didn’t venture under her short mini skirt. As if frustrated by his lack of adventure, Melissa reached around behind her and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor around her feet. Now wearing only the red thong, she backed up to her bed, a seductive smile on her lips as she beckoned for Tim to follow her. He stood before her as she sat on the edge of the bed. Amanda watched as Melissa unfastened his jeans, lowered the zipper, and pulled them down. She noticed her panties were getting damp as Melissa slowly undressed Tim and absently moved her hand to her own bare pussy, rubbing a finger over her sensitive labia.

Melissa grasped the waistband of Tim’s boxer shorts and slowly lowered them. Amanda stifled a gasp as his erect cock sprang out, right at Melissa’s eye level as she sat on the bed. She had never seen a real cock before, and was amazed at how long and hard it was! How did guys walk with that in their pants, she wondered?

Melissa looked up at him, smiled seductively, and licked her lips. Her hand grasped the seven inch prick just below the bulbous head and she began a slow and steady stroking motion, causing Tim to sigh and close his eyes. Melissa glanced over at Amanda and mouthed, ‘Watch this!’.

As Amanda watched in rapt fascination, Melissa stuck out her tongue and licked the entire length of Tim’s hard cock, starting near the base and working her way slowly to the large tip. She looked over at Amanda and then did it again, while her other hand cupped his balls and gently caressed them. Tim moaned and sighed as Melissa continued to lick and fondle his genitals, making sure they were turned so Amanda always had a clear view.

After a few more licks, she moved her lips to the tip, opened wide, and slipped almost half of it into her mouth! Amanda’s eyes went wide and Tim started moaning even louder. Melissa began bobbing her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down the length of his hard shaft. Tim moaned and gasped, his hands going to Melissa’s head. His pleasure at Melissa’s oral treatment was very obvious and Amanda watched with great interest, wondering if she would be able to do that to a guy.

Before long, Tim’s breath was coming in short, shallow gasps and his moans got louder. Melissa slid his throbbing meat from her lips and stood up, pulling off his t-shirt. They embraced and kissed again. They separated and Melissa stepped back, hooked her thumbs under the spaghetti strap of her thong, and slowly wriggled them down, doing a bit of a strip-tease for Tim. He grinned as she finally removed them and tossed them in his face. He moved closer to her and slipped his fingers between her legs, bringing a gasp, followed by a low moan from Melissa. She lay back on the bed and slowly opened her legs to him. Amanda watched, wide-eyed, as Tim knelt down and prepared to stick his . . . thing . . . into her!

Melissa stopped him and pouted. “Don’t I get a turn?” She pushed his head down toward her wet pussy.

Tim, knowing what she meant, looked down at her bare twat, the juices glistening on her swollen labia, and shook his head.

“I . . .I’m sorry . . . I just . . . can’t!” He gave her an apologetic half smile. She sighed and pulled him back to her.

“It’s ok,” she said. Amanda could hear the disappointment in her voice. “Just fuck me!” He got between her legs and began awkwardly trying to find her opening. Finally, Melissa reached down and guided his cock into her. She let out a small gasp as he slowly pushed inside her until he was completely in. He buried his face in her shoulder and began to slowly move his prick in and out of her pussy.

Melissa turned to Amanda and pretended to yawn. Apparently, Tim wasn’t a great lover. She stifled a giggle and watched as he started to move a little faster. Melissa started to sigh and moan, but she didn’t look like she was really enjoying it as much as she tried to make it seem she was. At least not to Amanda. Tim took it as a cue to pick it up a bit, and began moving even faster. She wrapped her slender legs around his waist and began to move with him, matching his thrusts.

Suddenly, Tim’s body went stiff and he made a sound somewhere between a grunt and a strangled gurgle. At the same time, Melissa cried out, “Oh, yes! Yes! YES!!” Tim’s body jerked a couple of times, then he went limp and collapsed on top of her, not moving. Melissa stroked his hair and looked over at Amanda. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, a smirk on her lips.

After a few seconds, Tim stood up and Amanda could see a long string of viscous fluid connecting the tip of his noticeably smaller and less erect cock to the area between Melissa’s legs. Amanda could hear them whispering but couldn’t make out the words. Tim picked up his clothes and got dressed. He leaned down and kissed Melissa, then quickly left the room.

Melissa, still naked, rolled on her side and propped her head up on her arm. She looked over at Amanda, who sat up in the same position and looked over at her exhibitionist friend.

“Well that was a waste of time,” Melissa said, frowning.

“You mean, you didn’t like it?,” Amanda asked, surprised. Melissa seemed to start enjoying herself more toward the end, or at least that’s what it looked like to her. Melissa sat up, grabbed a few Kleenex from a box on her night table, and dabbed at her pussy.

She shook her head. “After I sucked his cock and licked his balls, he wouldn’t even go down on me! Then he came after only a few minutes! I wasn’t even close to cumming!”

Amanda frowned as she remembered Melissa sucking on his cock. She wrinkled up her nose. “You put his . . . thing . . . in your mouth! That’s disgusting!”

Melissa laughed and tossed the wad of Kleenex into her garbage can. She stood up, her naked flesh glistening with perspiration in the cold gray light of the streetlight. She pulled a long t-shirt from her drawer, slipped it on, and walked over to sit on Amanda’s bed.

“That’s called a blow-job, Mandy. And it’s not as disgusting as it seems.” She touched Amanda’s hand. “I actually like doing it. I don’t even mind if he cums in my mouth.”

Amanda grimaced, remembering the string of cum from Tim’s cock to Melissa’s pussy. “Ewww! What’s it taste like?”

Melissa grinned and licked her lips. “Cock or cum?”

Amanda’s face retained it’s twisted grimace. “I dunno . . . both, I guess!”

Melissa thought for a second, then said, “Well, cock is kinda . . . musky. But it’s not the taste, or the feel as much as the guy’s reaction. That’s what really turns me on! Gets me wet!” She pointed between her legs, then grinned, looking directly into Amanda’s eyes. “Did we make you wet?,” she asked, tugging at the covers.

Amanda held them tight. “Stop that!,” she giggled. She was wet, a lot more than when they’d first started having sex, when she first noticed he body’s reaction. But she was too embarrassed to tell Melissa.

“Melissa gave up the struggle and continued grinning at her. “If you’re fighting that much, you must be!,” she said with a laugh.

“What about the taste of his . . . cum?,” Amanda asked, trying to change the subject.

“Ah, cum,” Melissa replied, licking her lips. “It’s a little salty, but sweet, too. Like salty bananas. Every guy’s a little different, but that’s about the best I can describe it.”

Amanda screwed her face into another grimace as she tried to imagine the taste. It didn’t seem like it would be very tasty at all from that description. She asked a few more questions – how much does it hurt the first time; how long does the pain last; will she climax the first time she has sex. Melissa did her best to answer her questions, with only a few embellishments.

Finally, Melissa asked, “So what’s the deal with you and the hunk? You two sure spent a lot of time on that bench!”

Amanda blushed. “His name is Mark. He’s a sophomore – English lit major.” She looked up at Melissa. “He wants to take me out to dinner.”

Melissa’s eyes sparkled and she hugged her. “Way to go, Mandy! Tomorrow, we go shopping! You need a whole new look!”

- To Be Continued… -

This story is mostly fiction with little bits of reality thrown in. You can try to figure out the real parts.

I work shift work. Most guys will tell you that shift work is a drag, and I was one of them, until an incident occurred last week that changed my mind. I was trying to sleep when all of a sudden I was jolted awake by the ear piercing wails of Guns n Roses. The noise was coming from Fred Mitchellís house, my next door neighbor. I’ve known Fred for almost 15 years, since long before my wife passed away and I know for a fact that he does not own a single Guns n Roses CD. That only meant one thing. Debbie was home. Looking at my watch, it read 12:45. Shouldn’t she be at school? I don’t know.

I tossed and turned for about another half hour until I couldn’t take it anymore. Slipping on a pair of sweatpants and a jacket, I headed for the Mitchell house. Debbie is a precocious 14 year old with a penchant, it seemed, for loud rock music. I went to the front door and knocked but there was no answer. How could she hear the door with all this racket? As I rounded the house on my way to the kitchen door, I passed Debbie’s bedroom window and stopped dead in my tracks. She was there alright, but she wasn’t alone. Two teenage boys were with her. One boy stood behind her, his arms around her, his hands squeezing her breasts through her bra. The second boy, who seemed older and taller, stood directly in front of her, his hand rubbing her vagina through her tiny panties. Debbie was masturbating him as his hard cock poked out of his jeans.

Holy shit! Was this the same little Debbie Mitchell that would ask me to tie her roller skates? Slowly walking to the kitchen door, I found it unlocked. I entered and quietly closed it behind me then crept to Debbie’s bedroom. Standing at the doorway, I could see that Debbie was now lying on her bed, next to a giant Winnie the Pooh stuffed toy. The taller of the 2 boys had his cock in her mouth while the second boy had slid his hand under her panties and was tentatively probing her cunt. This fucking kid doesn’t have a clue about what he’s doing, I thought. Taking a step into the room, I said in a shaky voice, “Do you think you could turn the music down a little? I’m trying to get some sleep.” All 3 of them bolted from the bed like they had seen a ghost.. Debbie tried covering her crotch with her hands.

“Mr. Brennan!….We were just..ah…just…” “Yeah, I know what you were just.” I said. Looking at the two boys, I snapped “Get out!” They both seemed to agree that this was a good idea and they scrambled out of the house, clothes in hand. Without another word, I walked to the living room, turned down the volume of the stereo and went home through the kitchen door. About 10 minutes later, the doorbell rang. It was Debbie, dressed in a white cotton t-shirt and shorts. She wondered if she could speak to me? I led her into my living room and I could see that she was embarrassed and frightened. Her parents would kill her if they found out what had occurred and she would do anything if I promised not to tell them. Anything at all, she emphasized. To illustrate the point, she pulled the t-shirt over her head to reveal her tiny breasts. Her bra had long since been dispatched. Slowly walking towards me, she took my hands in hers and placed them on her tits. They were soft and smooth and tears welled up in her eyes. I slid my hands around to her bare back and pulled her to me, not quite knowing what to do next.

She barely reached my chin as we stood in our embrace. I stroked her hair and reveled in the touch of skin against skin. It had been so long. I felt her nipples begin to harden as she nuzzled her cheek against my chest hair. I felt a stirring in my groin and she felt it too.

As she looked up at me, I leaned over and kissed her forehead. Taking this as a sign of approval, she slid to her knees and tugged my sweat pants over my hips until my cock sprang free at face level. She gazed at it like it was a favorite dessert. I watched in fascination as Debbie Mitchell slowly wet her lips then gently poked my cock with her tongue. As her mouth shaped into a perfect ‘O’, she tantalizingly slid her lips along the length of my penis, taking all of it easily into her mouth. My little 14 year old neighbor was a world class cock sucker!

She wrapped her hands around my ass as she began bobbing her head along my shaft. She used her tongue, she used her teeth, she sucked like a vacuum, she didn’t pick this up in one afternoon! As she started to speed up, she cupped my balls in her hand. All was quiet except for the sounds of her slurping as Debbie took all of me into her throat. I was able to kick the sweat pants from my legs. Holding her head in my hands, I started to fuck her mouth. Faster and harder, jamming as much cock between her lips as possible. Holding my prick in her hand, she looked up at me and said “Don’t cum in my mouth, ok?”, then with a smile, plunged her mouth along the length of my cock again. That did it! I grabbed her head and rammed my cock deep into her throat. I lunged into her twice more then pulled out just as my cock spurted the first of what seemed buckets onto her chin, her throat and her chest. As I sank into a chair to catch my breathe, Debbie stood up, her hands petulantly on her hips, cum dripping between her tiny breasts. “Do we have a deal?” she smugly asked. The little slut was mocking me.

Rising from the chair, I grabbed her hand and roughly pulled her into the bedroom. “Not yet, we don’t.” I answered. The smugness was gone. Now she looked frightened. “Please, Mr. Brennan, don’t. I’m a virgin.” Yeah, right, I thought. I picked her up and tossed her onto her back in my bed. Her eyes were like saucers and her nostrils were flared. “Please Mr. Brennan, I’ve never done it. Only blow jobs…..please.” she said with panic in her voice. Straddling her chest, I said, “You only suck cock, right?” She nodded. “Well, suck this.”

Leaning forward, I placed my cock against her lips. Slowly, with eyes closed, her lips parted and she took me into her mouth again. I love to fuck a girls face in that way. Her hands rested on my bare thighs as I pistoned in and out of Debbie Mitchell’s mouth. She gagged once at the beginning then settled down for some serious cocksuckng. God, she was good at it. I could feel my balls begin to tighten as she bobbed her head up and down my slick shaft. But I wasn’t ready to cum again. Not yet.

I pulled out of her and stood up. Placing myself between her legs, I pressed my hand against her crotch.. My hands were under her bottom, then sliding along her thighs. It took no effort at all to tug the shorts over her hips and down her long legs. She lay in my bed, clad only in white socks and pink floral print panties. I leaned forward to dip my tongue into her belly button. Kisses trailed down her tummy and over the sensitive area below her ribs. Debbie lay still except when I would reach a ticklish spot, where she would rotate her hips trying to evade the sensation. I placed her legs over my shoulders and buried my face into the crotch of her underpants. Her musky odor and dampness were apparent as I ground my face against her panty-clad vagina. “Have you ever had anyone eat your cunt, Debbie?” I asked. She silently shook her head from side to side. “Well hang on darlin, cause you’re gonna love the ride.”

Yanking the tiny briefs to the side, I stuck my tongue into the folds of her virgin cunt. She let out a low moan and pressed her knees against my head. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as my tongue explored her teenage pussy. Her legs were like a vise as waves of ecstasy washed over her. Again and again I stabbed at her cunt with my tongue, licking its length, exploring each fold, constantly grinding the bud of her clitoris with my thumb. Oh! Oh!, Oh! was all she could mutter until finally she rammed her crotch against my mouth and moaned in delight.

As she lay, spent, on my bed, I pulled her panties off and tossed them to the floor. Then I rolled her onto her stomach. I jammed a couple of pillows under her, spread her legs and resumed the licking that she craved. Debbie had orgasm after orgasm as I maintained the pressure on her clitoris and bathed her pussy with my tongue. Once, as she neared the brink, I rammed my finger into her tiny puckered anus and reamed her asshole. Debbie went wild, grabbing at my bed sheets and pushed her bottom against my roving finger. My cock was like a rod of steel. Debbie was in a state of semi-consciousness after yet another orgasm. I rose from between her legs, my rock hard cock in my hand, poised at the threshold of her bottom. There was no response as my cockhead made contact with her anus. Leaning forward, I gripped her ass cheeks in both hands and spread them apart. Her eyes widened in surprise and she bit her lip at the initial penetration of her ass. She moaned in agony as the first inch entered her body. I paused for a moment and started to rub her clit again. Tiny gentle thrusts succeeded in easing my cock further into her ass until I felt her satiny skin against my legs. I was all the way in. I slowly withdrew a little, then pushed back in, little by little until I was able to fuck her ass in long smooth strokes. Her body jerked every time I slid the length of my cock into her. You don’t seem so smug, I thought with a cock shoved up your ass.

I lay on top of her, reaching under her to squeeze the small mounds of her breasts. My cock was well lubricated now and I had no trouble stroking deeply into her ass. She sobbed quietly as I pounded my big prick in and out of her virgin bottom until, with a final lunge, I emptied my sperm deep into her bowels. Debbie made no attempt to move as I pulled my cock out of her butt. My prick was still hard. I stroked it a couple of times, then eased it back into her ass once again. There was a sharp intake of breath from Debbie as I fucked her bottom a second time but otherwise, she just lay beneath me and accepted my cock as it slammed into her ass.

I pulled my penis from her behind and looked at her inviting cunt. It was right there before me, wet and wide open. It would be so easy to simply slip it in and take her cherry. As I rubbed my cockhead against the length of her cunt, I could hear Debbie crying. She looked so small and pathetic. I also looked at my rock hard penis. To hell with her cunt, I thought. Some one else can have that another day I repositioned my prick to her anus and slid inside for a third time. I rocked and humped and pumped until finally erupting inside her. She snuggled beside me as we lay exhausted. My cum oozed out of her ass onto my bed sheets. We slept that way for almost an hour until Debbie rose and went to the bathroom. When she emerged, she was dressed as she had arrived. “I have to go now, Mr. Brennan. I’ve got homework.”

- The End -

Amanda sat quietly in the back seat of her parent’s car, looking out the side window at the campus that would be her home for the next four years. She watched as the old stone buildings and well manicured lawns passed by while her parents chatted excitedly, pointing out the different buildings and landmarks as they drove toward her assigned dorm building. Everywhere, students were walking with boxes and suitcases, some appearing lost while others seemed to know where they were going.

Amanda was a shy, quiet girl who had just turned eighteen a month earlier. She didn’t have many close friends and usually wore loose, unflattering clothes, despite the fact that she had developed into an attractive young woman. She seldom wore makeup, and her shoulder length dark brown hair fell loosely about her face. Dazzling green eyes peered out from behind large, dark rimmed glasses. She looked like the typical nerd, the shy girl who disappeared in a crowd, never making eye contact with anyone. Her grades were excellent, however, and she was attending the university on a partial scholarship.

The car pulled to a stop in front of a four story stone building and they all stepped out, looking up at the imposing structure. The school was an old campus, and many of the buildings were over one hundred years old, with ivy crawling up the sides of them.

“Now I can tell everyone my daughter’s attending an ivy league school!,” her father joked as he noted the creeping vines. Amanda looked at her mother and rolled her eyes. Her father was famous in the family for his bad jokes. He was a tall, athletic man who had played high school and college football and she was their only child. He bent over to extract her bags from the trunk.

“What’s your room number, sweetie?,” he asked as he adjusted two of the bags on his shoulder and picked up a third.

“Um . . .,” she pulled a slip of paper from her pocket and scanned over it. “Room three-fourteen.”

“Wonderful . . . third floor,” he replied with a wink and a grin, pretending to stumble under the weight of her bags. She returned his grin and pulled two smaller bags from the trunk. Her mother, a pretty, petite woman, was carrying plastic food containers bearing cookies and other assorted treats. They started toward the building as throngs of other students, some alone and some accompanied by worried looking parents, criss-crossed the lawn.

Inside, it was even more hectic. People and their luggage packed the halls. Some doors were wide open with people moving in and out of the rooms. Freshmen stood staring at their dorm assignment papers and then looking around, as if thinking about forgetting the whole deal and just going home. It was a co-ed dorm, with equal numbers of male and female bodes filling the halls.

“This way!,” her father shouted over the noise, and began to work his way toward a staircase. Amanda and her mother followed him up two flights of stairs, battling for room the whole way up. When they reached the third floor, her father found a relatively quiet area next to the wall and set the heavy bags down.

“Why don’t you go find your room and we’ll wait here?,” he said, rubbing his arms. She nodded and worked her way through the crowded corridor, looking at room numbers on the doors. She found three-fourteen about halfway down the hall and used her key to unlock and open the door. It was a fairly large room, with two single beds, two dressers, and two desks. She dropped her bags on one of the beds and hurried back to get her parents.

Her father set her bags down next to her bed and looked around the room. “Not bad. A lot bigger than my first dorm!” Her mother set the cookies down on the desk and reached for one of the suitcases.

“I’ll help you unpack, dear,” she said. Before Amanda could say anything, her mother had a suitcase open and was starting to unpack it. She shot a pleading look at her father, who smiled understandingly. He walked over and gently pulled his wife from Amanda’s suitcase.

“Why don’t we let Mandy do this herself, dear? No college woman wants her parents hanging around her dorm room . . .” He winked at Amanda. “. . . cramping her style.”

Her mother slapped him playfully and laughed. “Oh, John, stop it!” Then she caught the look in Amanda’s eyes. At first, she looked hurt, but then she smiled. “Of course, what was I thinking?” She went over to her daughter and hugged her. “I’m sorry, darling. I guess I just don’t want to let go yet.”

Amanda hugged her back. “It’s ok, Mom. I understand.” She pulled back and smiled. “I’ll be ok. And if I need you, you’re only a phone call away, or a few hours by train. Try not to worry.”

After several prolonged goodbyes, they finally left her alone in her bare room. She began to unpack and put her clothes in one of the dressers and to one side of the large walk-in closet. The big closet was nice, but she would have preferred if it were a bathroom instead. The rooms in this building used communal bathrooms, of which there were two on each floor. No matter. She would get used to it.

She glanced over at the other bed and wondered who her roommate would be. She hoped it wasn’t one of those bubble-headed cheerleader types she’d despised in high school. She was just emptying her last suitcase when the door opened and a pretty blonde girl stepped in carrying two large suitcases. She was about five foot eight, maybe one hundred and ten pounds, and wearing a large grin. Her blue eyes sparkled under her blonde curls as they focused on Amanda.

“Hi!,” she said cheerfully as she walked in and dropped her bags on the floor. She walked over to Amanda, her hand extended. “I’m Melissa. Looks like we’re gonna be roomies!” Amanda smiled shyly and shook her hand.

“Hi. I’m Amanda.”

Melissa looked around. “I guess I’ll take that one!,” she said with a chuckle, indicating the empty bed.

“I can move, if you’d prefer this one. It really doesn’t matter to me,” Amanda said.

“No way!,” Melissa replied as she set her bags on the other bed. “You were here first so you get first pick. It doesn’t matter to me, either. I was just joking!”

Amanda finished putting her things away and sat on her bed chatting with Melissa while she unpacked. She decided she liked Melissa. Her bubbly outgoing personality made up for Amanda’s shyness, and Amanda found her easy to talk to. When she finished unpacking, Melissa stretched out on the bed while Amanda sat in the chair at her desk.

“So, do you have a boyfriend?,” Melissa asked.

Amanda shook her head, averting her eyes. “No. You?”

Melissa sat up, her blue eyes sparkling. “Not anymore! I’m ready for some college guys!” They laughed and Melissa noted Amanda’s baggy and unflattering clothes.

“Do you always dress like that?,” she asked. Amanda, suddenly very self-conscious, looked down at her clothes and shrugged.

“I guess so. Why? What’s wrong with the way I dress?”

Melissa stood up and walked over to her. “Why? Well, you’re not fat. Why do you hide your body under clothes like that?” Amanda shrugged, but said nothing.

Melissa smiled. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just that you’re pretty and seem to have a nice body. I was just wondering why you don’t show it off a little!”

Amanda blushed. “I’m not pretty,” she said quietly.

“Sure you are!,” Melissa said, pulling her to her feet. “If just took off your glasses . . .” Before Amanda could stop her, she reached up and slid the thick glasses from her face. Her bright green eyes shone from under her heavy bangs. “. . .and pull your hair back from your face a little . . .” She pulled her hair back and held it away from her face. “There! Much better! If you used a little makeup, you’d have to beat the guys off you with a stick!”

Amanda pulled away, letting her hair fall back around her face, and slipped her glasses back on. “I . . . I don’t think . . .I could . . .” She stared awkwardly at her feet.

Melissa touched her arm. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Forgive me, ok?” Amanda looked up and met her warm, blue eyes, and nodded with a slight smile.

“I’ll tell you what,” Melissa continued. “On my way up, someone told me there’s party tonight on the first floor . . . kind of a ‘get to know your neighbor’ party. Why don’t you let me fix you up a bit with some makeup, loan you some of my clothes, and if you feel up to it, we can go together, ok?” Amanda hesitated, but Melissa was persistent. “Come on, you’ll have fun! I promise! You might even meet some cute guys!”

Amanda thought about it. What harm could it do? Melissa was right, it might be fun. She could always just come back up here if she didn’t like it. She nodded with a nervous smile. “Ok. Just go easy on the makeup, ok?” Melissa grinned and went right to work. She began digging through the clothes she had just unpacked. She tossed a few articles onto her bed.

“Try some of these on. Let’s see how they look on you.” Amanda nervously pulled off her baggy sweater and stood there in her bra and sweat pants. Melissa turned around, a red cut-off t-shirt in her hands.

“Whoa! You’re a little bigger in the boob department than I am, but I think this will fit!” She handed the t-shirt to Amanda who held it up to her chest. It was barely long enough to cover her 34 C chest.

“I . . . I can’t wear this!,” she stammered. Melissa laughed.

“Well, certainly not with those pants!” As Amanda held the tiny red t-shirt to her body again, Melissa rifled through her clothes and pulled out a pair of low rider jeans. She held them out to Amanda, who was still deciding on whether or not to try on the revealing t-shirt.

“Come on! At least try them on!,” she said with a smile. “Trust me, they’ll look good on you!”

After a pause, Amanda pulled the skimpy t-shirt on and found that it dropped lower than she thought it would. It still revealed most of her tight flat stomach, but at least her tits were covered.

“It’s a little too . . .,” she began, but Melissa understood her concern. Maybe it was a little too much for her first night out. She went back to her closet and came back with a white blouse that flared out a little at the hips. It was tight around her tits and still left her belly button exposed, but it covered more than the t-shirt.

She pulled off the sweat pants to reveal her white cotton panties. Melissa sighed and shook her head slowly. “I need to take you shopping, Amanda. You need a complete new wardrobe, including underwear!”

Amanda paused as she was tugging the tight jeans up her slender legs. “What’s wrong with my underwear?”

Melissa grinned and pointed to her cotton underwear. “I don’t know what it’s like where you’re from, but most of the guys I’ve dated wouldn’t find those granny panties very sexy!”

Amanda looked down at her panties. “Grannie panties?” Melissa laughed and unfastened her jeans. She tugged them down a few inched so Amanda could see the red silk thong she wore.

“This is what the guys like!” Amanda stared at the skimpy underwear. It was barely big enough to cover her!

Melissa found her makeup kit and sat down next to Amanda. She began applying the makeup. “I have a few new pair. Why don’t you try some tonight. You never know . . . you might get lucky!” Amanda grinned and nodded at Melissa’s reflection in the mirror. Maybe it was the sexy clothes or all the talk about guys, but she was beginning to like the way she felt in Melissa’s clothes. Amanda finished with her makeup and pulled her hair back into a short pony tail. Amanda looked at herself in the mirror. It was like a different person was looking back at her, a sexy, popular girl!

Melissa looked over her shoulder and grinned at her in the mirror. “Well, what do you think?”

Amanda smiled broadly, her green eyes flashing. “I love it! Thank you!”

Melissa hugged her shoulders. “You are very welcome. Let’s see if I can find you some sexy underwear!” She went over to her dresser and started digging through the drawers. She withdrew a new package of red thong panties like she was wearing and tossed them to her. “Here you go!” As Amanda opened the package, Melissa pulled out a matching red lace bra. “This was always a little big for me. I was hoping they weren’t done growing when I bought it,” she laughed, cupping her smaller, but very attractive breasts. “It should be just right for you.”

While Amanda undressed to try on the lingerie, Melissa looked through her closet for something for her to wear to the party. She chose a top that showed off her bare midriff and a mini-skirt. She began undressing as Amanda was pulling off her cotton panties, exposing a very bushy pussy.

Oh, uh . . . you should trim that up if you’re going to wear a thong, honey!”

Amanda looked down at her hairy twat and blushed. It was embarrassing enough undressing in front of a virtual stranger without her commenting on her most private area! She glanced over at Melissa’s panties and noticed that there was no hair at all sprouting out from around the tiny triangle of red material. Amanda looked up at her new friend and covered her mouth with her hand.

“Oh! I didn’t even think . . .” Melissa waved her off.

“It’s not exactly something you’d think about unless someone pointed it out to you. Don’t worry about it.” She glanced at her watch. “Tell you what, we have time for a shower. I’ll show you how to do it. It won’t take long.”

As they gathered up their shower kits, Melissa explained that she had been waxing and shaving her bikini area since she was old enough to grow hair there. “My older sister told me about it. She said it was a lot cleaner and that there were other advantages that I’d learn about when I was older.” She grinned. “And she was right . . . guys are more likely to go down on you, and stay longer, if you’re bare!”

Amanda stared at her. She could understand about it being cleaner, but had no idea what the other part meant. “Go . . . down on you?”

Melissa went over to the door and waited. “Yeah, you know . . . oral sex? When a guy licks your pussy?” Amanda’s eyes grew wide.

“Guys do that?!” It seemed disgusting, but somehow intriguing at the same time.

Melissa laughed. “If you’re lucky!” Then her face became serious. “Have you ever . . . gone all the way with a guy?” Amanda lowered her head, shaking it slowly. “Ever let a guy get to third base? Second base?” Amanda just looked puzzled. She had no idea what she was talking about. “Have you ever had a boyfriend or gone on a date?” Again, Amanda lowered her eyes and shook her head as she tied the belt of her flannel bathrobe.

“Oh, Mandy! I’m sorry! I didn’t realize and here I am going on about it . . . please forgive me!” She went over to her and hugged her. Amanda hugged her back, feeling Melissa’s soft breasts pressing into hers through the thin fabric of their robes.

“It’s ok, Melissa. You didn’t know.” Melissa released her embrace and smiled.

“But you do like guys, right? I mean, if you’re into girls, that’s cool, too. I’d just like to know who’s team you play for!,” Melissa said with a grin.

Amanda laughed, the tension broken. “No, I like guys. It’s just that I’ve always been too shy to really meet anyone. I’ve only been on one date; the senior prom last April. It ended in a handshake.”

Melissa laughed. “The guys are going to be drooling over you tonight, so prepare yourself!” She opened her shower kit, took out a small pair of scissors, and passed them to Amanda. “Come on, let’s get you trimmed up so you can wear that underwear. Start with these here and you can finish off with a razor in the shower. Then, I guarantee that if you want to get laid tonight, you’ll have your pick of the guys!”

Blushing at her comment, Amanda took the scissors and started clipping the hair from her pubic area while Melissa read a magazine on her bed, turning her back to give Amanda a little privacy. She had a lot to teach the cute, but shy little brunette. It was going to be a very educational year for her, in more ways than one!

After ten minutes of working with the scissors, Amanda had done about all she could with them. They walked down the hall to the shower room and went inside. Amanda was happy to see that they were at least semi-private, with individual stalls. The walls were about shoulder height between the stalls.

Two other girls were getting ready to leave and there were three more still in the showers. Amanda noticed Melissa giving them more than a passing glance, but thought no more about it. They selected two adjoining stalls and chatted about the party while they showered. When the other three girls were gone, Melissa said, “Come on over here and have a seat. I’ll show you how to shave without cutting yourself.” The shower stalls were all equipped with wooden benches, presumably so you could sit to shave your legs, or whatever. Amanda glanced nervously at the door. It would be a little embarrassing if someone walked in on them while they were both in the same stall with their legs spread. Melissa noticed her nervousness.

“Relax. This is college. No one will give it a second thought if they see us.” She grinned and shrugged, her tits quivering. “If they do, we’ll just start making out. That’ll send them running!” Amanda gave her a startled look, then realized she was joking and laughed. Melissa sat down and took out a razor. Amanda sat next to her and took another one from the package. Melissa showed her how to get all the hair off without cutting any of the sensitive skin. When they finished, Amanda looked down at her newly shaved pubic area. It felt strange, but nice, too.

“How does it feel?,” Melissa asked.

Amanda stood up, running her fingers across the smooth flesh. “Kinda weird, but I think I like it!”

Melissa laughed. “You’ll get used to it! Come on, let’s go get ready!”

No one had entered the showers while they were shaving, much to Amanda’s great relief. They gathered up their stuff, slipped into their robes, and went back down to their room. Amanda reapplied her makeup herself, with some help from Melissa, then got dressed in Melissa’s sexy and revealing clothes. As she was checking herself in the mirror, Melissa came up behind her.

“You look good! Just remember, don’t go jumping into bed with the first guy you meet! Shop around a little! Looking like that, there’ll always be another!” She grinned and winked at her.

“Melissa!,” Amanda cried, “I’m not trying to . . .”

“Get laid?,” Melissa finished for her. “Why not?”

Amanda looked at her. “Well, because I . . . I . . . I don’t know!” She smoothed her blouse over her stomach. “I guess it’s just that . . . I’ve never done it before and I don’t want to look like a . . . little kid!”

Melissa turned her around and looked into her pretty green eyes. “Mandy, everyone’s had a first time and no one expects you to be good at it right away. But don’t let me push you into something you don’t want to do, ok?” She smiled. “But if you want some advice, or tips, I’m here for you!”

Amanda returned her warm smile. “My father calls me Mandy.”

Melissa picked up her tiny purse. “Oh, I’m sorry. It just slipped out. Amanda sounds so formal!”

Amanda touched her arm and smiled. “It’s ok. I like it.”

Melissa grinned and took her hand. “All right then, Mandy! Let’s party!By the time they got down to the first floor, the party was in full swing. It was based in the common room where there were several couches and a big screen TV – sort of a communal family room – but had spilled over into several first floor dorm rooms. The doors were open and people moved in and out freely. Amanda looked around, overwhelmed by the number of people, but Melissa took her hand and led her over to where the bar was set up. She ordered them drinks, but Amanda couldn’t hear what she ordered over the music, which was loud enough here in the main room to make conversation difficult. Melissa nudged her and passed her a drink that looked like tomato juice.

“What’s this?,” Amanda yelled over the noise.

“Caesar! Try it!,” Melissa yelled back, and took a sip of hers as she surveyed the crowd. Amanda took a sip and was surprised at how good it tasted.

“This is good!,” she said.

Melissa grinned and nodded. “Be careful! You can’t really taste the alcohol and it sneaks up on you!,” she said, leaning in so Amanda could hear her. Amanda grinned and nodded. She hadn’t really had alcohol before, except a little wine at special occasions at home. Melissa nudged her again and indicated a couple of guys talking in the corner.

“There’s a couple of cute ones,” she said. “Come on, let’s go introduce ourselves!” She started walking toward them and after a moment’s hesitation, Amanda followed her. She was very nervous around guys and had a hard time making conversation, but Melissa quickly introduced them both and more than made up for Amanda’s quiet demeanor by talking almost non-stop. Amanda spoke briefly to one of them, a nice looking guy with dark hair whose name was Dave. He seemed nice, but she was very self conscious in her borrowed clothes and became a little tongue-tied. She resigned herself to sipping on her drink and nodding politely. Melissa went off to dance with Jim, the guy she was talking with, and Amanda watched as she gyrated and moved on the floor with him. She wished she had the nerve to do stuff like that, but she’d never learned to dance and politely shook her head when Dave asked her if she wanted to. He soon drifted away and Amanda was left by herself, watching Melissa and the others dancing.

She was considering going to get another drink when she felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see a tall, good-looking guy smiling at her. He had short, light brown hair, blue jeans, a blue work shirt, and a warm smile.

“Hi!,” he said over the music, extending a hand. “I’m Mark! Do you live here or are you a crasher like me?”

Amanda found herself smiling back at him. “N . . .no, I live here!,” she replied. She shook his hand. She was a little shocked that such a good-looking guy would be talking to her. He was saying something else, but she wasn’t paying any attention to his words, lost in her thoughts.

“I . . .I’m sorry . . .what?,” she yelled, leaning in closer to him. He laughed, pointed to his ears, and beckoned for her to follow him. She looked around for Melissa and saw her dancing with a different guy. Mark was standing a few feet away, waiting for her. ‘What the hell,’ she thought, and followed him down the hall a little way where the music wasn’t so loud. He sat down on a bench along the wall, patting the seat beside him. Amanda nervously sat next to him, her hands fidgeting nervously.

“Easier to talk here,” he said with a dazzling smile. Amanda nodded, but said nothing. “I was asking you what your name was,” he said.

“A . . . Amanda . . . Mandy,” she replied, giving him a half smile. If he noticed her unease, he didn’t say anything.

“Is this your first year?,” he asked. Amanda nodded, staring at one of the bricks that made up the wall across the hall. “Picked a major, yet?”

She nodded. “Pre-med. I have a scholarship, so it’s a required course list.”

He smiled, seeming impressed. “Dr. Mandy, huh? Smart and beautiful . . . rare, indeed!” She blushed, not used to being complimented by handsome men! He continued. “I still haven’t decided between law and botany.”

She shot him a puzzled look and he laughed. “I was just seeing if you were really listening or just being nice until you could escape! Actually, I’m majoring in English lit, second year. Hope to be a rich and famous writer some day!” Once again, he flashed the mesmerizing smile that made her heart skip a beat. God, he was handsome! He looked down at her empty glass.

“Why don’t you let me refill that for you,” he said, taking it from her hand. “Caesar?”

She nodded but managed to say, “Yes . . . th . . .thank you.”

“I’ll be right back! Wait here, ok?” Again with the heart stopping smile. She smiled back and nodded. As he walked away, she caught herself staring at his tight butt. He turned a corner and she spotted Melissa grinning at her from across the room. She looked at Mark and flashed Amanda a thumbs up before running over to her.

“Remember when I said not to jump into bed with the first guy? Forget what I said! Yummy!.” she exclaimed with a giggle.

Amanda slapped her shoulder playfully. “Melissa! He’s really nice!”

“He sure is!,” she said as she watched Mark chatting with some people while he got their drinks. “Just let me know if you need some privacy later!,” she said as she stood up. Mark was coming back over and before Amanda could answer Melissa, she was gone and he was there in her place.

“Friend of yours?,” he asked, as he sat down and passed her drink to her.

Amanda nodded. “And roommate.”

They sat there for a couple of hours, just talking. After two or three drinks, Amanda found herself loosening up and was talking easily with him. When he offered to get her another drink, she glanced at her watch and saw it was nearly one in the morning.

She looked up at him. “I didn’t realize it was this late! I should go. I have to figure out my classes in the morning.” He looked disappointed for a brief second, then the warm smile returned. He took her hand in his, sending a shiver down her spine.

“I hope I can see you again, Mandy. I really had a good time tonight.”

She stared into his warm brown eyes and felt her heart skip again. “Me, too, Mark,” she said quietly.

“Maybe I could take you out to dinner sometime?,” he asked as he helped her to her feet.

She smiled up at him. “I’d like that.”

“Great! Why don’t you give me your number and I’ll call you,” he said, reaching into his pocket for a pen and piece of paper.

She grimaced. “I just moved in today . . . no phone yet.” She paused, then deciding she could trust him, said, “But I’m upstairs . . . room three-fourteen.”

“Ok. Why don’t I drop by some day next week? That’ll give you some time to get settled a little,” he said, taking both of her hands in his.

She nodded. “Sure, sounds good.”

He moved closer. “Well, Mandy, I can’t wait to see you again.” He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, then pulled back and smiled at her. She smiled back, licking her lips. He immediately moved in and kissed her full on the lips, surprising her with his quick movement. He pulled away after a few seconds. “I’ll see you later,” he said with a smile, and was gone.

Amanda stood there for a moment, savoring the feel of his warm lips on hers, then made her way up to her room. She undressed and crawled under the covers, hardly believing that she, the shy nerd, had actually met a nice good-looking guy! And he kissed her! And he wanted to take her out on a real date!

She was still lying there in the dark, unable to sleep and thinking about Mark, when the door opened and Melissa looked in. She crept in quietly and closed the door. “Hey!,” she whispered, “Are you still awake?”

Amanda sat up. “Yeah, why . . .”

“Shhhh!,” Melissa said, cutting off her words. She crept over and sat on the edge of her bed. “I need a favor!,” she whispered, glancing back toward the door. “I need you to pretend to be asleep!”

“Why?,” she whispered, wondering why they needed to whisper.

“I have a guy waiting in the hall!,” she said with a wink and a grin. “We need my bed!”

Amanda didn’t understand for a second, then her eyes grew wide as she realized what she meant. “With me in here?!”

Melissa shrugged. “Doesn’t bother me.” Then her eyes took on a mischievous twinkle. “Hey! You said you didn’t know what to do! Watch us!”

Amanda stared at her in disbelief. “Are you serious?!”

“Sure,” she said, looking back at the door again. “I’ll tell Tim that you had a headache, took a couple of sleeping pills, and that you’ll be out for hours. He’s so horny, he probably wouldn’t care if you sat on the bed next to us!” She pushed Amanda back down into her bed and pulled the covers over her. “Just stay covered up, keep still, and enjoy the show!” She went over to the window by her bed and cracked the curtain so a shaft of light from a streetlight fell across her bed, illuminating it slightly. Then she unhooked her bra and pulled it out the sleeve of her shirt. She winked at Amanda and went over to open the door and get Tim.

Amanda couldn’t believe she was going along with this! She wanted to tell Melissa to forget it, she would just go somewhere and leave them alone. But something about it excited her. She was going to watch a girl she’d just met a few hours earlier have sex just a few feet away!

The door opened and Melissa looked over at her and winked. Amanda closed her eyes and started breathing like she was sound asleep.

“Shhhh!,” she heard Melissa say. “Don’t worry, she’s practically unconscious!”

“As long as you’re sure,” she heard a male voice whisper. The door closed and she heard smacking and slurping sounds as they began kissing. Amanda opened one eye a crack and watched them kissing hungrily, their hands searching each other’s body. Tim’s hand moved from Melissa’s waist to her tight, round ass and she moaned as he started to squeeze it, still kissing him passionately. They separated a little and Amanda saw Tim’s other hand slide up to Melissa’s breasts. She tilted her head back and sighed, seeming to enjoy his touch. He kissed her neck and throat, moving down to the cleavage of her breasts. She sighed and pressed his hand tighter to her soft tits.

Melissa suddenly moved back and pulled her top over her head, exposing her round, perky tits to Tim . . . and Amanda. Tim lowered his head and began licking and sucking on her erect nipples. She sighed and held his head in place, then looked over at Amanda and winked, a toothy grin on her face. Amanda smiled to herself. It seemed Melissa liked being watched as much as she was enjoying Tim’s attentions!

After a few moments, Tim’s hands slid back to her ass, but he didn’t venture under her short mini skirt. As if frustrated by his lack of adventure, Melissa reached around behind her and unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor around her feet. Now wearing only the red thong, she backed up to her bed, a seductive smile on her lips as she beckoned for Tim to follow her. He stood before her as she sat on the edge of the bed. Amanda watched as Melissa unfastened his jeans, lowered the zipper, and pulled them down. She noticed her panties were getting damp as Melissa slowly undressed Tim and absently moved her hand to her own bare pussy, rubbing a finger over her sensitive labia.

Melissa grasped the waistband of Tim’s boxer shorts and slowly lowered them. Amanda stifled a gasp as his erect cock sprang out, right at Melissa’s eye level as she sat on the bed. She had never seen a real cock before, and was amazed at how long and hard it was! How did guys walk with that in their pants, she wondered?

Melissa looked up at him, smiled seductively, and licked her lips. Her hand grasped the seven inch prick just below the bulbous head and she began a slow and steady stroking motion, causing Tim to sigh and close his eyes. Melissa glanced over at Amanda and mouthed, ‘Watch this!’.

As Amanda watched in rapt fascination, Melissa stuck out her tongue and licked the entire length of Tim’s hard cock, starting near the base and working her way slowly to the large tip. She looked over at Amanda and then did it again, while her other hand cupped his balls and gently caressed them. Tim moaned and sighed as Melissa continued to lick and fondle his genitals, making sure they were turned so Amanda always had a clear view.

After a few more licks, she moved her lips to the tip, opened wide, and slipped almost half of it into her mouth! Amanda’s eyes went wide and Tim started moaning even louder. Melissa began bobbing her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down the length of his hard shaft. Tim moaned and gasped, his hands going to Melissa’s head. His pleasure at Melissa’s oral treatment was very obvious and Amanda watched with great interest, wondering if she would be able to do that to a guy.

Before long, Tim’s breath was coming in short, shallow gasps and his moans got louder. Melissa slid his throbbing meat from her lips and stood up, pulling off his t-shirt. They embraced and kissed again. They separated and Melissa stepped back, hooked her thumbs under the spaghetti strap of her thong, and slowly wriggled them down, doing a bit of a strip-tease for Tim. He grinned as she finally removed them and tossed them in his face. He moved closer to her and slipped his fingers between her legs, bringing a gasp, followed by a low moan from Melissa. She lay back on the bed and slowly opened her legs to him. Amanda watched, wide-eyed, as Tim knelt down and prepared to stick his . . . thing . . . into her!

Melissa stopped him and pouted. “Don’t I get a turn?” She pushed his head down toward her wet pussy.

Tim, knowing what she meant, looked down at her bare twat, the juices glistening on her swollen labia, and shook his head.

“I . . .I’m sorry . . . I just . . . can’t!” He gave her an apologetic half smile. She sighed and pulled him back to her.

“It’s ok,” she said. Amanda could hear the disappointment in her voice. “Just fuck me!” He got between her legs and began awkwardly trying to find her opening. Finally, Melissa reached down and guided his cock into her. She let out a small gasp as he slowly pushed inside her until he was completely in. He buried his face in her shoulder and began to slowly move his prick in and out of her pussy.

Melissa turned to Amanda and pretended to yawn. Apparently, Tim wasn’t a great lover. She stifled a giggle and watched as he started to move a little faster. Melissa started to sigh and moan, but she didn’t look like she was really enjoying it as much as she tried to make it seem she was. At least not to Amanda. Tim took it as a cue to pick it up a bit, and began moving even faster. She wrapped her slender legs around his waist and began to move with him, matching his thrusts.

Suddenly, Tim’s body went stiff and he made a sound somewhere between a grunt and a strangled gurgle. At the same time, Melissa cried out, “Oh, yes! Yes! YES!!” Tim’s body jerked a couple of times, then he went limp and collapsed on top of her, not moving. Melissa stroked his hair and looked over at Amanda. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, a smirk on her lips.

After a few seconds, Tim stood up and Amanda could see a long string of viscous fluid connecting the tip of his noticeably smaller and less erect cock to the area between Melissa’s legs. Amanda could hear them whispering but couldn’t make out the words. Tim picked up his clothes and got dressed. He leaned down and kissed Melissa, then quickly left the room.

Melissa, still naked, rolled on her side and propped her head up on her arm. She looked over at Amanda, who sat up in the same position and looked over at her exhibitionist friend.

“Well that was a waste of time,” Melissa said, frowning.

“You mean, you didn’t like it?,” Amanda asked, surprised. Melissa seemed to start enjoying herself more toward the end, or at least that’s what it looked like to her. Melissa sat up, grabbed a few Kleenex from a box on her night table, and dabbed at her pussy.

She shook her head. “After I sucked his cock and licked his balls, he wouldn’t even go down on me! Then he came after only a few minutes! I wasn’t even close to cumming!”

Amanda frowned as she remembered Melissa sucking on his cock. She wrinkled up her nose. “You put his . . . thing . . . in your mouth! That’s disgusting!”

Melissa laughed and tossed the wad of Kleenex into her garbage can. She stood up, her naked flesh glistening with perspiration in the cold gray light of the streetlight. She pulled a long t-shirt from her drawer, slipped it on, and walked over to sit on Amanda’s bed.

“That’s called a blow-job, Mandy. And it’s not as disgusting as it seems.” She touched Amanda’s hand. “I actually like doing it. I don’t even mind if he cums in my mouth.”

Amanda grimaced, remembering the string of cum from Tim’s cock to Melissa’s pussy. “Ewww! What’s it taste like?”

Melissa grinned and licked her lips. “Cock or cum?”

Amanda’s face retained it’s twisted grimace. “I dunno . . . both, I guess!”

Melissa thought for a second, then said, “Well, cock is kinda . . . musky. But it’s not the taste, or the feel as much as the guy’s reaction. That’s what really turns me on! Gets me wet!” She pointed between her legs, then grinned, looking directly into Amanda’s eyes. “Did we make you wet?,” she asked, tugging at the covers.

Amanda held them tight. “Stop that!,” she giggled. She was wet, a lot more than when they’d first started having sex, when she first noticed he body’s reaction. But she was too embarrassed to tell Melissa.

“Melissa gave up the struggle and continued grinning at her. “If you’re fighting that much, you must be!,” she said with a laugh.

“What about the taste of his . . . cum?,” Amanda asked, trying to change the subject.

“Ah, cum,” Melissa replied, licking her lips. “It’s a little salty, but sweet, too. Like salty bananas. Every guy’s a little different, but that’s about the best I can describe it.”

Amanda screwed her face into another grimace as she tried to imagine the taste. It didn’t seem like it would be very tasty at all from that description. She asked a few more questions – how much does it hurt the first time; how long does the pain last; will she climax the first time she has sex. Melissa did her best to answer her questions, with only a few embellishments.

Finally, Melissa asked, “So what’s the deal with you and the hunk? You two sure spent a lot of time on that bench!”

Amanda blushed. “His name is Mark. He’s a sophomore – English lit major.” She looked up at Melissa. “He wants to take me out to dinner.”

Melissa’s eyes sparkled and she hugged her. “Way to go, Mandy! Tomorrow, we go shopping! You need a whole new look!”

- To Be Continued… -

This weekend started off very badly with my girlfriend being annoyed with me – she had had a tough week at work and I guess I wasn’t sympathetic enough. We hardly spoke at all on Friday. But Saturday started better and her mind was clear. We played in a squash tournament and she won the women’s doubles and some prize money. She offered to take me out for dinner on her prize. It was now summer weather and as usual the sun had brought out the best (or maybe the worst) in her – she was horny!

We had a delicious meal in a restaurant on the edge of the sea and then took a walk on the beach. She was very cuddly and kept looking round to see whether there were any couples who might be doing naughty things – it happens a lot here and we’ve done lots of naughty things ourselves – it turns us both on if others are doing things too. But disappointingly, there were none – it was still quite busy on the beach, being the first nice evening since the winter.

We returned to the car and drove off. I was keen to explore her horny state and took her to a secluded parking place deep in the woods. It was almost deserted – just one other car some 100 meters away. We’d had fun here a year ago and she was already getting crazy for me by the time I’d parked and switched off the engine. “Take off your jeans and panties,” I said, sweetly. That look came into her eyes – of pure sexual lust. She very quickly pushed her clothes to the floor, and then tilted the seat down into fully reclining. I had the most beautiful view of her freshly shaved pussy and gorgeous legs – mmmmmmm, I was hard anyway, just thinking about it before we even stopped at this place. But first, I wanted to taste her.

I pushed her back so that I could feast on her tasty pussy, licking deep between her soft juicy lips and then across her hard clit. She was going crazy and crying deliciously with passion. After a long while of this extremely exciting caressing, she cried loudly, “I’m aching for you.” I sat up and quickly unzipped my trousers, dragging out my painfully hard prick. I pulled her quickly up across my legs so that she could grab my prick and push it straight between her thighs. She was so wet that I slipped deep into her pussy in a single thrust and she sat there with such a lovely smile on her face.

“At last,” she cried, “I’ve been aching for you since we left the squash club!” Then she started to ride up and down on my prick, which slid deliciously in and out of her dripping slit. My trousers were getting covered with a continuous ooze of them! It didn’t take long before she was bursting to cum and we just kept riding until her pussy spasmed wildly and almost pushed me out as she pressed hard against me in the pleasure of her cum.

The people in the other car had now returned and they were getting ready to leave. I told her to move across into the driver’s seat while I went round and got in the passenger’s side. There she was lying back in my seat, her legs wide apart and her soaking pussy looking sooo beautiful. She pulled me hard towards her and we kissed deeply. My fingers found their mark quickly, first one, then two then three fingers driving into her and stroking in and out in a slow hard rhythm until she was almost cumming again. Then I went down with my tongue onto her clit and stroked it gently until I felt her spasms again. This time, her cum was hard and frantic and she squealed with delight as she burst.

The other car had driven away by the time I came up for air. I slipped out my prick again, moved between her thighs and in the small space available managed to slide up inside her throbbing pussy until I was fully home. It took no more than five strokes of my hard prick before she was cumming and only about another ten and then I shot my load inside her to delighted cries from us both. Our orgasms were so intense it was almost like being knocked unconscious and we just lay coupled together for a long time, enjoying the afterglow.

We gathered our clothes together and had sat back in our seats. She had managed to pull on her string panties to stop our cum juices dripping out onto the car seat, not bothering to put her jeans on again. At that moment, what should arrive but a motor-cycle policeman. He stopped beside the car and had a very long look at her legs. I wound down the window and he said, with quite a smile, “Is everything alright, sir ?” “Fine thanks, officer,” I replied, managing not to grin too broadly. “We were just leaving.” He said, “It’s OK you don’t have to leave, I was just checking.” He gunned his motorcycle and was soon gone. We giggled madly at our narrow escape and laughed all the way home about scenarios in which he came just a few moments earlier – maybe he would join in ? Or we’d both have been arrested….

We arrived home to find that there was an erotic movie on the TV – we sat close and cuddling on the couch and watched some of it. It was quite erotic and, for once, had a reasonable story line. As the first set of adverts came on, we decided to move to the bedroom and watch the rest of it in more comfort. I immediately went to the bathroom to clean my prick after our earlier fun. She slipped into the bathroom just after me and had a quick shower. On arriving in the bedroom and seeing her fabulous body, I was completely overcome with lust for her. I threw her down on the bed and literally consumed her pussy with my mouth, but in the longest tenderest lick I’ve ever given to anyone. I stroked my tongue over every part of her pussy and all nearby sensitive areas, delicately teasing her into a mad crazy state of delight. She wanted me so much, but I was just going to let her cum hard and long – I slipped my finger inside her and stroked her G-spot at just the right moment and she exploded into an amazing cum that completely wiped her out. She did manage to groan out a delicious “Thanks” before she’d curled up and fallen asleep. Somehow, I managed to calm my erect prick down and cuddled up beside her and slept too. We’d totally forgotten about the movie!!

After just about the most delicious sleep ever, with dreams of all the best parts of yesterday roaming through my mind all night, I woke up and was immediately surprised. My girlfriend was instantly awake and within seconds, she’d pushed back the bedclothes and pulled my already hard prick out of my pants. She sucked it slowly inside her lovely warm mouth and gave me the most delicious suck and lick job ever. I was writhing in ecstasy in no time and practically cumming every moment as she tenderly treated me exquisitely. Her gentle hands were caressing my pulsing balls and her lips squeezing along my hard shaft. She brought me over and over again to the edge of cumming and then relaxed, saying, “Just like you teased me yesterday night!” I managed to groan, “Yes, darling, but I did let you cum!” She grinned through a mouthful of my prick, “You couldn’t stop me, but I can keep you here for ages.” She then just kept sucking my hardness, feeling the start of pulsations and then stopping, for about 10 minutes until I was almost screaming at her to let me cum.

She then suddenly stopped. “I’m aching for that now,” she cried, lying back and spreading her legs wide apart. With my prick aching to cum, I just clambered across her and drove it straight inside her wet hot pussy. She groaned deeply and came instantly, spasming on my prick wildly. I started to move inside her as she calmed down and, amazingly, I realized that my prick was so sensitive that I wasn’t going to be just cumming within seconds. In fact, it was difficult to keep moving it was so sensitive. So I just stayed deep inside her, contracting my muscles so that my prick just kept throbbing slowly inside her pussy. She could feel every movement and her reactions were clear to me – she was going to cum again within a very short time. I just held inside her, feeling every little twitch and spasm until with a loud cry of delight she exploded again, with a warm gush of pussy juices shooting out all over the base of my prick and balls. That extra lubrication gave me just enough freedom of movement despite the sensitivity of my prick, to start thrusting madly into her delightful pussy until with another loud cry she bust into yet another cum.

We then decided that we’d better stop this sexual play as she had to play some important squash matches that day – was it really only yesterday? With great difficulty, we managed to shower and dress, but there was lots of fondling and several almost fatal attempts to start naughty things again, but we managed to get to the club. Surprisingly maybe, she and her partner eventually defeated the no. 1 seeds and then lost in the final. I couldn’t wait to get back outside again, but she kept me waiting while we chatted to our friends after the prize-giving. Finally we left, returned home and gathered up some gear – a blanket, wine, glasses, cheese and biscuits, to cycle out to the local park. Little did we know how delicious it was going to be.

Arriving at the park, we cycled round to the place where youngsters usually congregate in the summer. Amazingly, there were only two groups and a couple. We spread our blanket on the short grass about 20 meters from the couple, who were lying close. She had on a brief bikini and he had shorts. They looked fun! My girlfriend stripped off her top and bra, letting all the guys (and girls!) enjoy her beautiful breasts. “They need the sun,” she giggled, definitely getting horny from all the looks she was getting. We enjoyed the wine and cheese, almost finishing a complete bottle while the kids around us were playing. Then first one group, then the other packed up to leave. That meant that it was just us and the other couple.

We could clearly see that her hand was moving in a definite stroking movement and it was obvious that he was enjoying it from the wriggling of his ass, which was facing towards us. My girlfriend kept looking and giggling. She was wearing a very short wrap-round black and white skirt that kept slipping open showing her tiny white string panties, which had now developed a distinct wet patch between her thighs. A few people walked by with their dogs and obviously liked looking at her lovely legs too. I turned towards her and put her legs either side of mine. Now I could see that wet patch and I started to stroke her clit through her pants. The other couple were really engrossed in playing with each other, kissing very deeply. I could see them now, but my girlfriend couldn’t, so I kept up the occasional commentary on what they were doing, exaggerating a little to make her even more horny.

“Come on,” I suggested, “Let’s remove those panties.” She agreed eagerly, lifting her ass while I pulled the tiny piece of material from her body. My eyes delighted in a wonderful view of her superb wet pussy as I threw her panties on the blanket beside us. “Ooo, yes,” she groaned as I started to play with her pussy with my fingers. She was so wet that I easily slipped my thumb inside and stroked her until she was groaning loudly in ecstasy. I think that the other couple could see that we were really starting to get naughty and they decided to leave. Now we were all alone on the wide stretch of grass.

I unzipped my shorts and pulled out my throbbing prick. “Yes, yes,” she urged, lifting herself towards me so that I could slide my prick towards her horny pussy. “I want you in me,” she moaned. I pushed the throbbing tip of my prick against her clit and felt her shudder with excitement. Then I moved it along her groove until with a satisfying ‘slurp’ is slid firmly and deeply inside her hot pussy. We both groaned at the pleasure as I felt my prick drive home deep inside her, touching against the head of her cervix. She just looked so fulfilled! She began to rock on me in small movements, secretly enjoying ‘being careful’ as she put it. But it wasn’t long before her little movements became longer and longer. A family party with a little sailing dinghy came into the same area but were too far away to see what we were up to.

She was now grinding herself against me so that my prick was bottoming out inside her pussy at every long deep stroke. It was heavenly for us both. We both knew that she wouldn’t last long doing that with my prick inside her and I could feel her pussy changing texture as she closed in on her cum. Then her pussy muscles erupted into wild spasms pushing against my hard prick as she came and came and came, groaning hard and long with a really big grin on her face. All she could say after she’d calmed down a bit was “wow!”. I was still firmly stuffed inside her and she began to rock on me again, but I managed to persuade her to stop and let me slide out of her juicy pussy.

We packed up our gear and cycled off round the park. We knew a nice place where we could do even naughtier things and soon turned off along the narrow path. We passed one couple who looked with great interest as we hurriedly cycled past. We weren’t stopping, even tho’ the woman looked rather attractive. We found a deserted patch of grass right against the lake edge and surrounded by bushes. The blanket was soon spread out and she laid down immediately throwing her legs wide and showing that delightful pussy again, now covered with a good load of her cum juices. Out came my prick again and I just leaned it into her in one go. With no pause for gentleness, I simply started to thrust crazily into her, bashing the base of my prick against her clit with each down stroke. She was in ecstasy from the start and soon started to cum once more. I couldn’t hold back this time and came in a great whoosh far up inside her, emptying my sperm in five or six big hot spurts, which she felt with each loud cry. Completely gone now, I stayed inside her for a long time, quite unable to move and spoil the pleasure that we’d both just enjoyed.

Eventually I moved away and she squatted to let my cum drip from her pussy onto the grass. That’s always a fascinating sight for me! We wrapped up together on the blanket to enjoy the waves of passion, almost falling asleep. Several times, people walked by but no-one had disturbed us while we were ‘at it’, luckily. Not that we’d have been able to stop!! I’m not sure how she actually felt when she got back on the saddle of her bicycle, but the groan told me it was nice. Then she cycled home with the wind blowing her skirt up and showing off her naked pussy occasionally. A couple of guys almost fell off their bikes when they cycled past!

- The End -

So as over-the-top as the earlier sexcapades were, our sex lives got even more wild over the next few months.
Just after our first set of stress filled mid-terms, Kelli decided to take Sarah and me home with her for a long, relaxing weekend. Like I said before, she grew up in the area she had taken us home for dinner a couple of times, but we had never stayed over as guests before.   Sarah and I were both looking forward to it. Sarah grew up much like me. Her family is comfortable but not wealthy, so the first time we visited Kelli’s home, we were impressed.    It’s a 22 room mansion that sits on five lakefront acres. It was too cold that time of year to water ski, but we were looking forward to using the covered, heated swimming pool and watching DVD’s on their 48 inch home theater system afterwords..
So we arrived for a long three day weekend.    Kelli’s parents were going out for the evening, but her little sister Andi was home.    Andi is a beautiful girl, just as beautiful as Kelli, but she’s blonde and a couple of inches taller.   The extra height is in her legs so their just as shapely but even longer than Kelli’s. It was a little unusual for Andi to be home on a Friday, but she had just broken up with her boyfriend so she wasn’t in the mood to go out.   She joined us for a soak in the hot tub and some girl talk. It didn’t surprise me that she’s just as sweet and witty as Kelli and I enjoyed her company.
As we sat there, I noticed that she seemed that her boobs are bigger than Kelli’s and I tried not to be too obvious as I checked them out.   Eventually our conversation got around to boys and of course, sex. As I said, Andi had just dumped her boyfriend, and as I found out, it was because he was too possessive.   When they started dating, they agreed to have an open relationship where they could both enjoy sex with other people.   But even though he had his share of other partners, he didn’t want her to sleep around, so she dumped him.    She was upset because she did like him but didn’t like that he tried to force a double standard on her.    Kelli tried to cheer her up a little by reminding her that he wasn’t all that great in bed.
The guy was all about his own pleasure when they had sex.   His performance was generally short and not so sweet.    Kelli suggested that if Andi wanted a night of really good sex she should call our good friend Barry. As Sarah and I knew first hand, he’s not only well hung, he’s also caring and considerate toward his partners.   Sarah asked if Barry and she had been together sexually before and Andi confessed that she had sex with Barry for the first time when she was only a freshman.   It was just after Kelli and Barry and done it together for the first time. Kelli had told her about Barry’s big penis and she had begged her big sister to set them up so that she could see what it would be like.

Sarah said, in a joking way, that she was jealous because she had to wait until college to have a penis that big inside of her.   She also mentioned the double vaginal sex we had both recently experienced. Clearly, Kelli had told Andi about our orgy a week earlier.    We told her about it in detail and found out that she had been double penetrated by Sid and Barry too.    The first time was two years earlier.     Kelli said “I was so proud of her when she did it, she has a small pussy too.”
“You watched your sister having sex?” asked Sarah.
“Well somebody had to hold her hand” she said. Sarah and I gave each other an amazed look and the two sisters started to laugh.
“Don’t be such prudes” Andi scolded.
“So have you had sex in front of each other a lot?”   I asked.   Kelli smiled and nodded and went on to describe various sex parties they had both been at. She said the guys in her circle of friends liked to have her bring Andi along because of her big breasts (along with the rest of her luscious body).    Kelli joked “Don’t you think it’s wrong for the baby sister to have bigger tits?”
As I described earlier, Kelli has beautiful B-cup breasts, but her sister has D-cup breasts.   As we were to soon find out, despite their size, they are just as firm and perky as Kelli’s.
Then she told her to show us her tits. Andi smiled and complied and Sarah and I got to see one of the most incredible sets of breasts on earth.   They are so firm and perfect.    Kelli surprised us be leaning forward and gently taking her right nipple in her mouth.    She motioned me with a hand to do the same to her left breast.
It didn’t take long for all four of us to slip out of our bikinis.   We wrapped towels around ourselves and went upstairs to Andi’s room. Soon I was on one bed making out with Andi while Kelli and Sarah were making out on the other bed. I worked my lips down Andi’s body, joyously sucking her breasts. Her stomach and butt are like Kelli’s; smooth and firm.    I kissed up and down her beautiful thighs before I went down on her beautiful pussy.   She made the cutest sounds as I took her closer and closer to an orgasm. She was so wet and her juices tasted so good.
Kelli was giving the same treatment to Sarah and I looked over just on time to see her tilt her head way back and arch her back before her whole body trembled.
Sarah made oral love to Kelli’s pussy as Andi did the same to me.    My orgasm was so nice.    Then Kelli joined me on the bed while Andi moved over to make love with Sarah. Kelli and I got into the 69 position and we both brought the other to at least two orgasms.
Then Kelli and Andi made love right in front of Sarah and me. Two beautiful sisters locked in love making was really a sight.    Even now, I can close my eyes and still envision the two of them, so beautiful and so loving toward each other.     As we watched, Sarah gently slipped her arms around me and we cuddled close together as Kelli and Andi put on their show.

We finished making love and went and slipped into our shorts and t-shirts so that their parents wouldn’t come home and discover for naked girls asleep in each other’s arms.

- To Be Continued… -

As was normal for me, I had a group of guys over to watch Sunday football.  It was a ritual each week.  We’d drink, joke, harass each other about our favorite team and just have a good old time. Normally, since the wife isn’t a huge fan, she leaves to go shopping or whatever women do when they’re alone. Living in Florida, it’s still very warm when the season starts, so most of us wore, short pants, and t-shirts.

After the first game, we were getting pretty rowdy and feeling no pain.  I stepped out back to get some fresh air while waiting for the second game to start.  I looked over the half wall that separated my backyard from the neighbors yard to see their daughter laying out on her stomach sunning with her bikini top off.  I didn’t care much for her parents, they were always bickering and just slovenly, but she was a very pretty girl.  She was 20 and living with them while she attended college.  About 5’4 shapely legs, a nice small ass that always brought dirty thoughts into my mind.  As I stood there looking at her and trying not to look too obvious, she looked up and said hi. I asked her how her day was going, and she responded that she was bored with just laying around.  Having enough booze in me to forget any inhibitions, I told her that if she was bored, she could join us and watch the games…but that some of the boys were a little rowdy.

She smiled and said that sounded like fun.  As she started to get up, she grabbed her top, but waited to put it on until she stood, giving me an excellent view of her small firm melons.  After putting the top back on and covering it with a t-shirt, she walked around the dividing wall, and said show me the way.

As I walked in with her, the room that moments ago was very loud, became instantly silent.  I introduced her around and showed her to a seat…next to me of course, on the couch.  Jerry was sitting on the other side of her, just staring at her legs and thighs. One of the guys offered her a beer which she drank rather quickly saying it looked like she needed to catch up some.  As the game started we all got comfortable again, and began joking about whose team was winning or losing.  Meanwhile she downed her second beer and rested her hand on my thigh.  I could feel the heat from her hand burning my leg, and giving me an instant hard-on.  Within a couple of minutes her hand was resting right on my hard cock, gently rubbing it through my shorts.  I looked her in the eyes and she responded by licking her lips in that seductive way that almost had me blowing my load right then and there.

Jerry must have seen what was going on, cause he soon had his hand on her tit, slowly rubbing it till her nipple was a hard little stone.  Before I knew it, she was unzipping my shorts and pulling my cock out to rub it in the open. The other guys must have instinctively known that something was going on, because in no time, they had all forgotten the game and were intently watching the show on the couch.  Jerry managed to get her t-shirt off over her head and loosened her bikini top to expose her ripe young tits to all of us horny guys.

While he continued to massage one tit, I began to play with the other.  Soon I was pulling on her nipple while she pumped my dick up and down with a twisting motion that was driving me crazy.

After what seemed like forever and mere seconds all at the same time, she let go of my cock and started to get up.  I thought for a moment that the fun was over, that she was just a very brave or dumb cock tease.  That was until she got down on her knees in front of me and began to kiss my dick.  She continued by licking its length, and then finally opened her cute little mouth and began swallowing its length.  She sat there topless, between my legs with her small little bikini covered ass up in the air, blowing my cock…I was in heaven.  The other guys, of course, decided that they wanted in as well. Soon, someone grabbed her bottoms and yanked them down to her knees.  She never even flinched.  With that you could almost hear 8 zippers drop and pants fall to the floor in unison.  I struggled to take my shorts off completely while she continued to suck my dick with expertise beyond her years. Meanwhile hands were roaming all over her body, with special attention being paid to her ass and pussy area. After many fingers had explored her bodily holes, Ken got behind her and slid his tongue into her now drenched cunt.  I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.  Getting a great blow job while my friends played with her tits, ass and cunt.

After a few minutes of tongue fucking her, Ken traded his tongue for his cock and slowly slid it all the way into her wet pussy. She let out a low moan around my dick.  I was nearing the point of no return and was ready to blow my load down her throat.  Just then my wife walked in and just stood there with packages in her hand in what looked like a state of shock.  It was enough to keep me from cumming, but with this little nymph still sucking my dick, I remained still and hard.

Then a few of the guys who weren’t getting any right that second ran over, grabbed the bags from her hands and picked her up with their hands on her tits. I guess she was still in shock cause she never moved a muscle to stop them. I thought I was going to be divorced by morning, but the talented little tongue that was bathing my cock, kept me from caring right at that second.  As one guy held my wife up in the air, another unbuttoned her pants and pulled them and her panties off.  Then they set her down on the couch next to me, where the neighbor had been.  Someone immediately dived into my wife’s spread legs and began to kiss and lick her pussy lips.  Within minutes her look of horror was now a look of pure joy.   I leaned over to kiss my wife, hoping that she wasn’t still in shock.  Her tongue quickly probed my mouth telling me everything was OK with her.

Just then, Ken began really pounding into the neighbors cunt, and with one final thrust, I’m sure was dumping his load deep inside her.  She moaned again, and that was all it took to have me cum in her mouth.  The combination of watching her get fucked, my wife being eaten out and the great blow job she gave had me spilling a bucket of cum into her mouth.  She greedily gulped down every drop.  After I stopped cumming, she began to lick me dick again cleaning all remains of my cum off it and reinvigorating it.  At the same time another dick was being thrust into her slippery pussy.

My wife sitting there enjoying the tongue fucking she was getting removed her top and bra so she was now as naked as the rest of us.  She was soon pulled from the couch and laid on her back on the carpet.  A cock was placed at the opening to her wet pussy, and slowly pushed in.  At the same time, another straddled her head and presented her his dick, which she eagerly accepted into her waiting mouth.  Other hands were now exploring her tits and ass while she sucked and fucked the others.

By now my neighbor slut, was servicing some of the others in the room.  She was still on her hands and knees with a dick deep down her throat and one buried in her fir patch.  Cum was running down her thighs with each stroke out.  I was getting very horny again watching this scene.  Here was my wife with a cock in each hand, one in her mouth, and one deep in her pussy.  And near her, the neighbor with one up her cunt from behind, and one down her throat, while hands explored her tits and ass.  The guy fucking her was also sliding a finger into her very exposed ass, which seemed to turn her on even more. As he got to the point of cumming, he pulled out of her and shot his load all over her ass and back.

The guy my wife had been sucking, moaned he was cumming and shot some cum down her throat and then pulled out of her mouth to shoot some on her face and neck.  That caused the guy buried in her cunt to shoot his load deep inside her, and one of the guys she was jerking off shot his load all over her tits. That was enough for me.  I got behind the neighbor and rubbed my cock in the sloppy mess that was her pussy, getting it full of sperm to coat it.  I placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her ass and paused to see if she would stop me.  She just moved from one limp, clean cock to one hard one.  I pushed into her ass very slowly so as not to hurt her, stopping every little bit to let her get used to the feel of it.  Soon I was buried all the way to my balls in her ass.  I slowly pulled back and then a little more forcefully thrust forward.  The moan from her mouth was one of pleasure not pain, so I began to pump my dick in and out of her ass.

I looked over to the side to see my wife now on her hands and knees with another cock in her mouth and one deep in her cunt. She was fucking back as hard as she could and blowing that dick like she hadn’t eaten in a month. Hands still explored her sticky chest and ass while her head bobbed up and down the length of dick she was servicing.

The tightness of her ass had me blowing my second load in no time.  I’d pretty much lost track of who was cumming in and on who and how many times. After I slowly removed my limp dick from her viselike ass, I made my way to the bathroom to clean up, and was immediately replaced by another hard dick. When I returned the two guys in my wife were just finishing up, shooting their loads into her respective holes.  Both women were a mess of cum and sweat.  My wife reached over and gave the neighbor a good hard smack on the ass that produced a welt, and seemed to be the first thing that startled her all day. My wife said, “You started this you slut.  Whoring yourself like this, you better do whatever I say, or your folks will find out what’s happened here today.”  I couldn’t believe my wife was talking like that…she was like a woman possessed.  All the guys were taken aback, waiting to see what happened next. The neighbor bowed her head in submission.  My wife got on her back in front of her and told her to lick her clean of all the cum she had caused her to wear.  The neighbors eyes seemed to light up again as she lowered her head to the cum oozing cunt of my wife and began to lick the cum from her thighs and pussy.  My wife looked around and found the guy with the largest cock among us and told him to come over to her. She sucked him till she was sure he was completely hard and ready for action.

As the neighbor stuck her tongue deep in my wifes pussy, my wife told big dick to ram his cock into the neighbors ass.  To fuck her hard and fast and with no mercy.  His wicked smile was his obvious agreement.  He got behind her upturned ass, and quickly sunk his whole length deep into her ass.  She let out a groan of pain and pleasure but continued to lick my wifes cunt and thighs. My wife grabbed her hair and pulled her head up and said “don’t forget to clean all the way down slut!” and pushed her face back down into her crotch.  She began licking down her ass crack as the cock continued to impale her small firm little ass.  The rest of us just sat there watching the show, partially out of curiosity, partly to try to recover ourselves and partly afraid of what my wife might have in store for us.

Soon the tongue bath the girl next door was giving my wife had her bucking her hips up and screaming at the whore to eat her pussy.  This I later found out was my wife’s fourth orgasm of the day.  As my wife climaxed the cock in the neighbor erupted another load of cum deep in her ass.  She was a mess of cum from ass to knee, and cunt to face.  As my wife’s orgasm subsided, the neighbor fell to the floor exhausted and laid on her back, no longer strong enough to stay upright.

My wife with her cunt clean of cum, told all of the guys that they had to each fuck her at least one more time in either the cunt or ass, and cum either in her or on her.  Then she looked at me and crawled over to me and lowered her lips to my dick.  I was sitting there watching the train line waiting to fuck the neighbor one more time while my wife sucked my now sore cock. Since each of us had cum at least twice by now, each dick that was shoved in the girl next door, pounded her a long time before releasing another load of cum.  My wife then turned around to let me fuck her from behind while giving me a great view of the neighbor, legs up over the shoulders of the guy ramming his cock into her pussy.

I began pumping my dick into my wifes clean, but very wet cunt, while watching the onslaught of cocks going into the neighbor. The next guy lifted her ass up off the ground to plunge his cock into her ass while fingering her clit.  I was getting into a pretty good rhythm with the wife, fucking her for all I was worth.  Suddenly, she moved forward enough to cause my dick to come completely out of her wet snatch.  She sat up and kissed me over her shoulder, then whispered in my ear…”I hope you enjoyed this.  Since your birthday is in two weeks, this is your present. Happy birthday.  The last part of your gift is that you get to take my ass while watching the slut get pounded.”

I couldn’t believe it.  She had never acted like this without at least some alcohol to get her in the mood.  She got back down on all fours and wiggled her ass at me.  I wasted no time in burying my dick into her waiting ass and pumping deep into her tight hole.  I continued to watch each guy take his turn fucking the girl next door and shoot cum on her belly and cunt.  When I shot my load into the wife’s ass, she got up as my limp, sore dick slid out of her and went to the bathroom to clean up.  While in there, the last of the guys had finished fucking the neighbor, and feeling somewhat guilty I guess, all got up dressed and headed home.

The neighbor gingerly got up, put her swimsuit back on over her cum covered body, and said she was going home to shower.  When my wife came out, she just smiled and cuddled with me on the couch. Never did find out who won that game…and didn’t care!

- The End -

Sarah wanted to experience a really big penis, so Kelli decided to arrange another group date with Barry and Sid plus another guy.    Of course Barry and Sid jumped at the chance to another date with us. For Sarah, Barry and Kelli recruited another one of their high school friends, Cameron.     Unlike Barry and Sid, Cameron isn’t equipped with an over sized penis, he was chosen because he’s so nice, and very, very cute. Sarah would pair up with him for dinner, but we knew we would switch partners once our orgy started so Sarah would get her chance to have sex with the other two guys and she would know what it was like to have her little pussy stretched to the max.
What I didn’t expect all three of us I would agree to let the guys do double vaginal penetrations on us.
Dinner was great, we ate at a neighborhood Italian place and Kelli and Barry (he’s also from a rich family) treated everyone.    By then I had learned not to argue with Kelli when she insisted on treating me to dinner.   She told me to “just keep on being a good friend”. We were all in a fantastic mood as we left the restaurant.
We decided that instead of going back to the dorm, we would should find a modestly priced but nice motel.    A nearby Comfort Inn had suites that suited our needs and we eagerly checked in.    It didn’t take long for all of us to get naked.   Kelli, in her own commanding way, told the guys to go and scrub their penises so that we girls didn’t have to taste and urine residue when we performed fellatio.  The girls all went to freshen up as too, then the fun began.
We began by making love with our respective dates and I think the three girls enjoyed watching each other as much as we enjoyed having sex ourselves.    Of course, Kelli looked so sexy as Barry banged his big cock in and out of her.     Sarah was really into it, she had that “sex blush” on her neck and upper chest.    As soon as Sid pumped his first load into me, he moved over to Sarah. Kelli, the two other guys and I all paused to watch her take her first really thick penis into. Her sweet face had a look of sheer joy on it.
“My god” said Sid “Sarah, you’re even tighter than Kelli and Michelle.”     I asked Sarah if she was OK.    She gasped “couldn’t be better .ohhh, oh my gosh .it feels so good.”
She was obviously fine so Kelli grabbed Cameron and I grabbed Barry and we both got a good stroke session.   Having Barry’s big dick in me again was a treat.

Then the double penetrations began.    Kelli said “It’s been a while since I’ve been DP’d. Now since we talk about sex a lot, I knew that each of the three girls had tried anal sex prior to that night, and none of us enjoy it at all.    But Kelli wasn’t thinking about a vaginal/anal DP.   She meant a DVP.    Sarah’s eyes opened wide as she stammered “Is that even possible.”
Kelli said “Well, I’ve been doing it since I was sixteen.”
Barry and Cameron, her two long time high school friends entered her at the same time and it was obvious that they had done this before. Kelli mounted Barry in a pile driver position and  Cameron entered her missionary style.
Sarah and I watched, fascinated.    Sarah said “I’m seeing it but I can’t believe it.’
Kelli, between pants of pleasure said “You should try it .ohhh .while your pussies are .ahhh ..still full of cum,  its ahhh ..a good lubricant.”    The two guys continued to use their cocks to stretch Kelli’s tiny pussy to what I thought were its limits for several more minutes.
Before long, Sarah was on top of Sid, doggie style while Barry approached her from behind.    I almost protested, I wanted to tell Cameron, with his smaller dick to do the DVP. But I also wanted to see if both giant dicks could fit into Sarah. They did, but I could tell it hurt a bit.    The look in her eyes, and her body language told me she couldn’t take this treatment for too long.     Barry sensed that she was in pain too because he pulled out.
Kelli gently stroked Sarah’s back and asked if she was OK.   Sarah smiled and said she would be fine and started to glide up and down on Sid’s fat penis.
Then it was my turn. Barry laid down behind me and entered me spooning style then Cameron positioned himself in front and entered me.    It was only mildly uncomfortable at first, then I really started to enjoy it.    I couldn’t believe my itty bitty pussy was able to take so much abuse.
The guys weren’t trying to cum, they were just enjoying the idea that three cute, petite girls were willing to submit to their “molestations”.
Finally, Kelli took her DVP with both Sid and Barry.   Obviously, she was used to doing it because she really let them hammer her. Obviously, her pussy was capable of being stretched even more than I would have imagined. I wanted to see if I could take it too so after they pulled out of Kelli, I gave it a try.
I mounted Sid in the pile driver position then laid back on top of him while Barry entered me missionary style.   It hurt and I wasn’t able to take more than about four of his eight inches.   Kelli joked that I had eleven inches inside of me, meaning all seven inches of Sid’s cock plus half of Barry’s.

It goes without saying that all three of the girls had sore pussies when the guys finished. It was the first, but not the last time we all got together for a sex party. Over time, as Sarah and I continued to see the guys, we both learned to take both big dicks completely into us.

- To Be Continued… -