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#69, Guy's story: I was staying the night at my bud's house when we were in high school. We had been friends for a few years and he had a little sister who was a couple years younger than us. We used to pick on her quite a bit and I knew she had a crush on me so I did it even more. But she just kept getting hotter and hotter every time I saw her. Eventually when she really started developing she really started developing a serious interest in guys. I heard about a few of the guys she 'dated' and knew who they were - all losers. Young guys, never had a girlfriend before, inexperienced with everything having to do with girls. I was sure she had to be at least somewhat interested in being with a somewhat older guy - I think most girls are, especially around that age. I thought I had a decent chance with her and figured I would ask her out eventually.
So I'm staying at my bud's house. I had been pretty actively flirting with his sister whenever I saw her - at his house, at school, with friends. She flirted back and my friend didn't really have much of an idea about what was going on. He knew I liked her, but he didn't know much more than that. She was there that particular day and made some passing flirtatious moves while I was there - giggling and touching. That night after she got back from hanging out with some friends she showered and put on some of the skimpiest pajamas I have ever seen - then or since then. She had on these super short shorts that didn't even cover her ass and a tight, lightweight girl t-shirt top that ended above her belly button. I could see her nipples through the shirt too.
She went to bed and me and my friend stayed up. He fell asleep though and I just stayed up playing video games. We were out in his living room and he was completely out. I heard someone come in and turn the light on in the kitchen behind me - it was his sister, still looking as fine as could be. She whispered to me and asked if her brother was asleep, then motioned for me to come over to her. I got up and she whispered to me something like "Can you help me with something?". She led me down the hallway to her room and I watched her tight little ass cheeks sticking out of her shorts the whole way there. When we got to her room she said something like "So, you've had sex with quite a few girls, right?" I was a little stunned by the question, but said "Yeah. . ." She said "Could you teach me how to give a good blowjob?"
It was summer and I was only wearing boxers and some basketball shorts over them and my cock got instantly hard. I still remember having to hold it down when she said that. I said "Yeah sure, I'd love to." or something really lame like that. I don't remember what, but I remember being very nervous and horny and I know I had no idea how to respond to that smoothly at the time. I asked her if she had ever given one before and she told me no, but that she had had sex with one boy and almost gave oral to another.
She said "Okay" and went straight to her knees in front of me. I pulled down my shorts and told her to grab my cock. She did and I told her to put it in her mouth. She kind of pursed her lips and pushed it in with them still tight so I told her to open really wide. Every time I gave her an instruction she just sat there looking up at me with my cock in her hand and mouth, nodding and giving a muffled "mhm". That's the hottest memory I have of her.
I told her to move her head back and forth on it and she did it and just kept looking up at me with her big eyes looking for my approval. I told her to take it in as deep and she could. She took it pretty deep, nothing spectacular, but it was pretty great at the time. She kept on taking it deep and I was ready to cum.
One thing I hadn't had at this point in my life was a girl that would swallow. Every girl I had met spit and hated the taste of semen. I told her "Okay, I'm going to cum now and it's really important that you swallow all of it. Guys like that." She nodded and about a second later I came in her mouth. She closed her eyes and gagged a little, but kept my cock in her mouth and swallowed every bit of it. That was the best blowjob I'd had in my life at that point.
I told her she did it really well and she did. She said thanks and asked if I liked it. I told her it was great. We talked a little more and then I went back to the living room to go to sleep. Her brother was still sound asleep.

I wish I knew the things about sex and blowjobs that I know now, because I would've done some dirty things to that girl.
True story.

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#39, Girl's story: I took my husband to our community pool when it got dark outside and it was supposed to be closed. I had him sit on the edge of the pool with his legs dangling in. I got in and undid my top so he could watch my boobs bob up and down in the water. They looked great too illuminated by the diffused underwater lighting in the pool. I sucked his cock slowly and made him last as long as I could. I love hearing him moan and make all those very... primitive noises. It turns me on so much. When he came I had him do it on my face and tits. It turned me on even more to watch it drip into the pool. I had him jump in with me and we swam around a bit till he recovered, then he fucked me on the stairs of the pool while I held on to the rail. True story.

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#411, Girl's story: September 2006, Chicago

In the alley just outside the entrance to the club, my friend Jonathan made me lift my skirt for him. He grasped the sides of the underwear and whisked them down my legs. They disappeared into a pocket. "You look better this way," he commented. He planted a kiss on my mons. His lips tugged the soft hair on my pubis. Once inside, we threaded our way up the stairs and into a private room. The music from the speakers on the ceiling was some kind of chant. The rhythm was oddly sexual. On the couch against the wall, a woman sat spread-legged. A man was on the floor before her. His face searched her cunt. They were beautiful together. The perspiration on his bald head reflected the dim light. His back was sinewy, all muscle and strength. Their skin tones contrasted. The woman squeezed her breasts. There were voyeurs as well: men clustered around, watching, hoping to participate, perhaps dreaming that the women in the room were for them.

Jonathan extracted a green garbage bag from his pocket. He held it open and instructed me to strip. I removed my skirt and my shirt and bra and tossed them into the bag. I kicked off my shoes and threw them in as well. Then I knelt before Jonathan with my head bent floorward, naked save for earrings. From the inner pocket of his suit coat, Jonathan extracted a black leather collar with a silver clasp. He affixed it to my neck and fastened a slender chain that he wrapped around me and let fall over my shoulder. The steel links were cold against my skin, but my cheeks heated in a red blush. I remained kneeling while Jonathan undressed. I hoped he would let me suck him. I wanted the heft of his cock in my lips and the taste of his semen on my tongue.

By the time Jonathan recovered the leash, the woman and the man had exchanged positions. He sat; she knelt. Though the woman fellated the man, both pairs of eyes directed their scrutiny on us. Jonathan walked over to the couch. I had no choice but to crawl behind him. The man said hello and opened his legs. The woman shifted to one side. I joined her in worship and supplication.

At the time, I was twenty-one and still discovering the dimensions of my submissiveness. Jonathan was in his mid-forties and one of several men who guided me through this process. A commanding presence, he cautioned the others in the room: "Look at the slut all you like, but give us space and *do* *not* *touch*." The men formed a wide ring around us to watch.

The woman and I flicked our tongues along the edge of the cock, licked its sides, and circled the glans. Her perfume smelled of roses. I ran my fingers through her short hair and pulled her close for a kiss. We beat our tongues at each other, lips pressed tightly on either side of the head of the penis that we both held. Her breasts huddled close to mine. They were slick with sweat. While she sucked, I licked the man's balls, and then we traded. I had to work to stretch my jaw around the shaft. With effort, I managed to take him into my throat.

Jonathan positioned my ass in the air and entered me from behind. The penis slipped out as my head bobbed over the cock, but my lover forced it back into my pussy and speared me by pulling on the chain and compelling my head and body backward. I compressed my muscles around the sudden fullness within my cunt. The other woman took her partner's cock from me and straddled his lap. They moaned into each other's mouths as she lowered her body onto the erection. As she fucked him, I gripped the stranger's thighs. I stroked his balls. The woman's screams, the groans of the two men, my own moans all echoed against the walls. From high above, the melodic liturgy offered us benediction.

After the sex and after-sex, during which the woman and I each cleaned the other's partner's cock of semen and pussy, the four of us squeezed together on the sofa. We talked and polished off a bottle of champagne. Our new friends were named Jennifer and Paul. They were both in their late twenties. We flirted and played some more at the club. I had Paul in my ass and Jonathan in my mouth while Jennifer licked my clit from below. I pressed my pussy into Jennifer's face while she had Jonathan in her ass and Paul in her cunt. We swapped partners when we left. In a hotel room that night, Paul lowered the chain that was around my neck into my cunt and fucked me with the steel trailing out. Deepthroat turned into a deep rimming. We continued until he had no more come left to give.

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#162416, Guy's story: I can't remember how we met except that it was in the refectory and I asked her about her unusual name. It was a long story and I walked her back to her college as she told it. It was her voice that was turning me on and I got closer to her every step.
Inside she leaned back against a wall and thrust out her hips, but her voice was wavering now. To cool her down I leaned forward another three inches and kissed her on the mouth. She surprised me by slipping her tongue into my mouth and I responded by dropping my hand over her outhrown pubes and rubbed them. If she had been on the point of melting, well she was past it now.
Both her arms went round my neck and most of her weight just hung on me. By now we were front to front and I was dry-humping her. She didn't make any noises because she couldn't, we were too busy sucking the breath out of each other and gently biting each other's tongue and lips.
After a while we decided to adjourn to their cafeteria, telling each other we would order coffee. We never ordered. We sat on a huge leather couch built for five students at a time and kissed again. When I whispered a question she just shook her head. I was disapointed because I wanted inside her.
Then she said quite clearly, "I would never tell my father," who is the man who gave her the name that got her where she was. She meant "YES."
Time went on till everyone else had gone to class, just the two of us were skipping. Not just skipping my heart was racing.
I lifted her onto my lap as I took off her wet panties. We were eye to eye and she pulled down my zip. I said, "I don't want to get you pregnant," as I let her fall gently on top of a perfect spike, already wet because I had been waiting so long for this. It went in like a hot knife through butter. She had been around.
Well the short story of the rest of that day is just this. No-one came in for a coffee. Or if they did, I never saw or heard them. My major organ of sense was deeply buried in a woman's belly.
Oddly, I never saw her again for at least two years, maybe four.
One night in the dance hall she appeared out of the throng and I immediatly left my friends standing where they were and made straight for her. The floor was crowded but there were only the two of us on it - so far as I could see. We could not get any closer with our clothes on and humped each other in time to the band. Sometimes I rode on her thighs, sometimes she held herself on mine. We both got wet but did not get satisfaction.
The toilets there were always crowded and we could get noplace for even a simple fuck and we had to go apart once more.
You know who you are and if you want me you will know how to find me.
Lady, I love you.

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#36, Girl's story: I had just gotten to the airport. . . I was with my mom and we were flying back home. We were in our previous city visiting relatives and friends for the holidays. I got a text from this guy I knew who I hadn't seen during my visit. I hadn't seen this guy in years and we used to have a thing going. I thought about him a lot. I told him I was just on my way home and at the airport already. Well the flight got delayed so I kept texting him to pass the time. So he texts me "want to have a quickie?" I was horribly turned on by this. I'd been wanting to fuck this guy for a long time and I knew he was still hot because I facebook-stalked him occasionally. I thought up a quick lie and told my mom that I had forgotten my glasses at a friend's house who I'd spent the night with and she was going to come drop them off. This guy came by to pick me up and we circled around and drove into the parking garage and parked. We hopped in the back of his SUV and 69'd then proceeded to have some of the hottest quickie sex I've ever had. He drove me back to the terminal and I got back to my mom and told her that the security line was really long. She had no idea. True story.

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#1157, Guy's story: Same girl as last time. Guys, consider this a veritable lesson in how to eat pussy. Ladies, is it supposed to take this long?
We were in her house, in Budapest. We were getting hot and heavy in her bedroom when I checked my pockets and realized I'd forgotten to bring a condom. I told her don't worry, I would please her in another way. She giggledd. So I moved down her body to her bush and began my work. Let's say it was 1:15.
1:19: I've been fingering and licking her for about four minutes and I'm kind of sick of it, kind of wondering if she can just give me a blowjob. She lightly pushes me back down south saying, "Okay, but I haven't come yet." I ask: "Almost?" She says; "Yeah, almost." Only now do I realize she's actually taking me up on my offer to please her in another way. I resolve to eat her out until she orgasms. Long road ahead.
1:22: I've been swishing my tongue back and forth for a few minutes. I pull back for air and keep two fingers working on the lower part of her clit. I go back at it, licking sucking, sometimes just slobbering up and down. She's getting wet, so I know it must be soon.
1:26: I pull back. Her pussy is red and glaring. My jaw is starting to ache. This is a real workout. With my free hand, I massage her tits and stomach. I dive back in, this time trying to dip my tongue in and out really quickly. She coos and moans, shifts around a little. When I look up at her, her face is looking down at me.
1:28: She cups both hands on my head and bobs me up and down. I assume this means she wants me draw my tongue up and down the strip of her clit, so I do so. My fingers are getting increasingly wet and stiff.
1:32: I'm on a roll. She's wetter than a fucking slip and slide at Sea World. She arches her back upwards, as if to push herself further in to my mouth. I start to think "C'mon, just squirt in my mouth or scream that you're cumming or SOMETHING. This is exhausting." I soldier on.
1:35: I briefly pull back, knowing she's almost there. She's been breathing heavily for the past few minutes. My fingers finally start rubbing up against her g-spot. I keep them there and flick my tongue back and forth in rapid succession.
1:36: She sighs. I feel her soft legs close over my head. I keep fingering her just because I'm so used to it at this point. She signals that I can stop. I pull myself up. I want to kiss her, but first I have to wipe off my face and my hand. She apologizes for taking so long. I'll say! It took a century. I wonder if maybe she did have an initial orgasm and was selfish and wouldn't let me go until I'd given her a g-spot. Well, no big deal. She gave me head in return.

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#162463, Girl's story: I will try to give the short version as I always get carried away when I tell this.

I am a 5'2" average build blond and I met Sheila at a orientation for a new job. Sheila is a six foot tall two hundred pound plus medium dark skinned black woman with massive 44G cup breasts. I saw a few of her bras on her shower curtain that she left out when she was seducing me. Sheila, while heavy isn't what you would call fat. She could stand to lose a few pounds but nothing you could really see when she had her clothes on. She played volleyball in college so she has some muscle tone and was very strong. Much stronger than me. We were both around thirty years old when this happened. I consider myself attractive. I have been told I look a little like Barber Eden in her 'I dream of Jeannie days.Sheila I would say was average looking. A little mannish but not much. She had shoulder length slightly curly black hair. I had never been with a woman before and frankly never even considered being with one until Sheila. Sheila had been with many men and women I was later to find out.

I don't drive and Sheila quickly offered to drive me to work and back. We soon became good friends. I had a very abusive bf and Sheila became very protective of me. She loaned me money, bought me stuff, took me places and gave me a place to stay when I needed to get away from my bf. As time went on I began to spend more and more time at her place. Especially the weekends when my bf was at his worst. Soon as we became closer, Sheila began seducing me. Just little things at first. She would hold my hand when she talked to me. She would look deep into my eyes, with her mouth slightly parted and often wetting her lips. When I came over, there were always bras and or panties hanging on the shower curtain as if she wanted me to look at them when I used the bathroom. And of course I did. As time went on she escalated her seduction. Lingering touches on the hand became full blown hugs. Have you ever been hugged by a woman with a G cup? Lets just say it takes a bit of getting use to. Especially when your head has no where to go but to rest on the top of her bosom because she was so much taller than me.And she used any excuse at all to hug me. Hello, Goodbye, something emotional. Not a day went by that I didn't get at least three or four hugs. At first, I was very uncomfortable with it but I thought I was just being prudish and Sheila had done so much for me I figured the least I could do was hug her.

Long story short, one night I found myself in her spare bedroom. We were both wearing our bathrobes which were both open in the front because we had just finished making out while Sheila had me pinned against the wall. I was facing her with my back to the bed. She was standing above and in front of me with her breast practically in my face. She pushed me forward and stepped between my legs as I fell backwards onto the bed. She fell on top of me crushing me to the mattress with her heavy body and we continued to make out. I could feel her course pubic hair scratching my thighs ans she wiggled her body against mine. After a bit, she started to work her way down my body. I tried to close my legs but her big body was blocking me. She held my legs wide with her hands as I begged her to stop and pounded on her shoulders and arms.

Sheila then buried her mouth into my pussy and began to stick her tongue inside of me. I could hear her sort of making nuzzling sounds as she sucked all my juices out. I was getting so wet as she continued to eat me she was making these slurping noises. I was so embarrassed and I continued to beg her to stop. Which only made her slurp more. I felt my orgasm building even though I tried very hard not to cum. I just couldn't help it. When she sensed I was near, she quickly pulled her tongue out of my pussy and sucked my clit hard between her lips. My orgasm exploded from my body as I spasmed uncontrollably all over the bed for what seemed like a minute until I had another giant orgasm.

I was so sensitive now I was begging her to stop eating me but I knew I wanted her to do it again when my clit calmed down. She finally lifted her head from my pussy just as another orgasm was starting to build. I could see my juices glistening all over her dark skin and even a little dripping out of her mouth. Which she quickly licked up.

Before I knew what was happening, Sheila had slid up my body and her hairy wet pussy was descending on to my face. I could smell her excitement and I felt my face get warmer as her pussy slowly came down and covered my mouth. Not knowing what to do, Sheila guided me where to lick by how she positioned her pussy on my face. She sat still until I stopped my struggles and then she told me to stick my tongue out. I reluctantly did and I could feel the warmth of her pussy as it entered her. After finally giving into the inevitable I was pleasantly surprised at how good she tasted and I began to enjoy myself almost as much as Sheila was enjoying my tongue. I could feel her juice drip into my mouth and I found I loved the taste.

After a bit, Sheila rotated her hips until the biggest clit I had ever seen found it's way against, then between my lips. She told me to suck it and I did. IT GOT BIGGER! She now demanded for me to suck it as hard as I could and her hips gradually started rotating and grinding her pussy into my face with increasing urgency. Until finally she stopped moving and she made a giant "hissing" sound. She then quickly rotated her hips so my mouth was open beneath her gaping pussy and she pushed down hard onto my face.

All at once, my mouth was filled with her hot sticky cum. It didn't squirt out like in the movies. It more gushed. Not a stream but a flood. I had no choice but to swallow and just has I did, another gush refilled my mouth. Her cum was all over me and in me as she rolled of my face a quivering mess.

I love her taste so much.

Sorry, had to cut this down a lot. Was much more

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#162410, Girl's story: I sucked at least 20 dicks in high school. Started in the middle of my freshman year. The guy wasn't even my boyfriend, just a friend I had who I asked to teach me how to suck a cock. He was the same age as me though and had only had it done by one other girl (three, he claimed at the time). Nevertheless, he taught me and taught me good. I sucked his dick almost every single day after school for a month -- I was hooked. I started sucking the dicks of every single guy friend I had at the time, about 3 of them on a regular basis. I didn't even have sex until my junior year with my first boyfriend. Just sucked on cock, swallowed cum and masturbated everyday. When my boyfriend during my junior year stopped being interested in me, I started making friends with boys just so I had somebody to suck. True story

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#996, Guy's story: I'd been lusting after the neighborhood tart Cheryl for weeks. Everyone had seen her naked but me. I guess she "Liked" me so she wasn't ready to let me see her naked. She'd played strip polker with the other neighborhood boys and gone skinny dipping a few times too in my friend's pool. But not me. So I called her up one afternoon after school and asked her to meet me at our "Fort" which was actually just a clearing inside a bunch of overgrown bamboo plants behind a neighbor's house. When she got there I showed her some nudie magazines I had found and, while she was looking, I pulled out a copy of "Young Donny's Mother" which was the dirtiest book I'd ever read. Cheryl looked through the magazine while I began to read: "Now Donny, I...I want you to take off my panties....that's it son, just pull them down. There! Do you like my pussy?" Cheryl was nervously laughing as she listened and I asked if her tits were as big as the ones in the magazine. "Oh, maybe!" she teased. I read some more: "Now Son, I want you to take the lips of my pussy in your little fingers and slowly spread me open...just like that! Now you can see what a girl really looks like down there." Cheryl was looking right at me when I looked up. "Would you like to see my pussy?" She grinned. I didn't verbally respond but she could see I was real interested. "Then you have to come over here and pull down my panties!" With that, she lifted her skirt and displayed her little white panties to me. I crawled over to where she was half laying and took the waistband of her panties in my hands and slowly pulled down Chery's panties exposing her fresh young pussy. She had just a bit of recently sprouted hair above her lips and, otherwise, it was a simple vertical line. "Would you like me to show you more...'Donny?'" She asked. Cheryl then opened her legs and reached down to her virgin pussy and spread it open, just as Donny's mother had done. There it was! cheryl's bare pussy was completely naked! I couldn't help myself and asked if she wanted to see me as I was already opening my pants. I don't think Cheryl was expecting to see a hard on but I was so excited I couldn't help myself. In no time my cock was bobbing free before my neighborhood pal. She reached out to touch it and then used her hand to softly stroke me, laughing nervously all the while. "We can't do it, but you can rub it on my pussy for a minute..." She told me, her eyes never leaving my stiff penis. I quickly moved up to her and Cherly laid back on the ground opening her legs to accomodate me. I touched my cock to the tightly closed lips of her pouting pussy and began to slide it up and down the entire length of her cunt. "OH, that feels kind of weird," She gasped. "But do it some more...and do it a little harder." I needed no more encouragement and began to attempt to drive my cock right into her tight little pussy. We knew nothing of fucking but I was driven by instinct and, I guess, so was she as she suddenly kind of lifted up and my dick began to penetrate her virgin pussy. She yelped when I got it halfway home and then, gloriously, I was fucking Cheryl's little pink pussy! "Oh, slow down," She begged, "Don't fuck me so deep!" I was trying to be a good guy about it but the disire for deeper and deeper penetration overcame me and I drove it all the way in to the balls. When I felt that sensation for the first time in my sweet short life, I began to ejaculate and, not wanting to impregnate my little girlfriend, I pulled my erupting cock free and my semen splashed onto Cheryl's exposed and no longer virgin pussy. "Ooo, look at that!" She exclaimed as Cheryl watched my jism spurting onto her loins. We used her still warm panties to wipe up the semen from her thighs and I walked her home after. I kissed Cheryl at her front door and reached down for one last feel of her sexy ass. "Don't!" she sassily told me, "I haven't got any panties on!" That was no reason to stop in my opinion so I reached under her skirt and felt up her plump ass cheeks while we kissed. I tried to touch her little asshole while we kissed but she wouldn't let me. I never got to be with Cheryl again and I moved only a few months later.

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#40, Guy's story: When I was young, in middle school, I started noticing my sister. She was blossoming in every way - hips, ass, tits. She was just a year older than me, but a freshman in high school. We've always been close... which with siblings of course means fighting just as much as it means loving.

When we got this age she became an emotional train wreck. Boys, school, out of school activities, parents... combine it all with hormones and just like most typical teenagers she became a walking disaster. She was often yelling, crying, storming out of the house... I can't say much more for myself, but she hit this phase much earlier than I did, even age wise. Even though I was younger and certainly less experienced with the world at the time than she was, she would still come to me for comfort. She was often in my room when she was crying... pacing around me at the foot of my bed spurting out the story of what made her so upset, of course, laced generously with obscenities and hitting my bed or the wall. It often ended with me holding her on my bed while she calmed down, lightly sobbing. Sometimes she would be so exhausted that she'd fall asleep.

This one time, I don't even remember why she was upset now, but she was extremely upset, pulling her own hair and screaming louder than usual. It ended, as usual, with me holding her while she calmed down. I was sitting cross-legged on my bed... her head was in my lap and I was playing with her hair. Her eyes were closed and I was looking down at her gorgeous body. I couldn't take my eyes off her chest... her bra was sticking out of her shirt and her breasts looked wonderful in it. I awoke from my breast-gazing slumber to her asking, "What are you looking at?" I didn't even notice her open her eyes as I had been too busy looking elsewhere. I said nothing. "Are you looking at my boobs?" she asked. I continued my silence. She turned over and sat up on her knees. She looked me dead in the eye, her face still red from crying and asked me again. I didn't know what to say. She sat back a little and put her hands behind her back. She undid her bra and lifted her shirt over her head and I watched as her tits came bouncing back down. She asked me, "Is this what you want?" and cupped them in her hands, pressing them together. She sat back up and pushed them into my face.

I had only been with a couple girls before. I had never had sex and the most I had done was make out with a girl while we were in our underwear.

She reached down and put her hand on my hard-on. I'm more assertive now that I'm older, but I wasn't at all then. She pushed me back onto my bed and mounted me. I was so confused, but I wanted whatever was about to happen to happen. She was beautiful and even though I had noticed her body changing I never actually thought about doing anything with her.

She bent down and kissed me and I kissed her back. She shoved her tongue between my lips and we started making out right there on my bed. My sister. Me. I put my hands on her waist, but she moved them up to her breasts. I squeezed them hard... they were fantastic. She took her pants off and mine too then got back on me. Now she was grinding directly on my cock. We kept making out... I rubbed my cock onto her, she rubbed back onto me and I came pretty quickly. Being young though, I didn't lose much hardness and she just kept going. I touched her everywhere... she'd often guide my hand somewhere else where she wanted it more apparently, sometimes squeezing it to make me grab her harder. Eventually she started grinding on me harder, faster, breathing heavily. She sat up and put her hands on my chest and started rubbed into me as hard and fast as she could. She started shaking and let out a few little yelps. I didn't know what had happened at the time because I had never made a girl orgasm before. She doubled over and just laid on my chest for awhile, stroking my body with her fingers. My cock was still pulsating under her pelvis. She dismounted me and pulled my pants off. I asked her, "What are you doing?", but she didn't say anything. Then she grabbed my cock which was as hard as could be, bent over and put it in her mouth. I had never had a blowjob before so I was in heaven. It didn't take me long and I came right in her mouth and she had no hesitation swallowing. She sat up and put her clothes back on, kissed me and left.

Plenty more happened between us after that, but that's for another day.

True story.

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#259, Girl's story: Last week, a guy I met online invited me to go with him as the +1 to a dinner he was invited to. He is older than me, and has certain powerfulness that I find irresistibly sexy.

Halfway through the dinner I went to the bathroom, removed my panties and put them in a little box I brought with me, with a little note. We stayed a little longer, had more wine, laughed and lightly caressed each other's legs below the table.

When we left the dinner, we went to an underground garage to get the car. It was late, and the garage was deserted. I said to him I had a present for him and gave him the box. He opened it, took the panties from inside with a mix of surprise and delight on his face, and then read the note. It said "Fuck me". Just that. And when I saw that mischievous smile, I started to get wet.

I thought we would get into the car, or wait until we got home. Instead, he told me to get closer to him. He then kissed me (so passionately), while I felt his hands under my dress, in my bare ass. He then bent me over the car and fucked me right there, with one hand on my neck and the other on my waist.

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#29, Guy's story: My girlfriend and I went to a 4th of July celebration. We hung out under a blanket because it was a pretty cool night (Minnesota). There were a ton of other people and families around us, but everyone was generally focused on the entertainment. I started rubbing her clit through her shorts while we watched the fireworks. She started rubbing hard on my hand so I put it up her shorts and rubbed her through her panties. The fireworks and people were loud enough that she could moan and I could say dirty things to her pretty loudly. I brought her to a bucking orgasm right as we got to the finale. True story.

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#73, Girl's story: I was flatting with two guys after leaving home and had a room that was really just a widened section of the hallway. It was a bit grotty but overall a fairly good flat and the price was right. One of the guys was a techy nerd and easy going, the other one was a bit arrogant but kind of cute, and I could tell by the way we got on that maybe things would happen. They did, but not in the usual fashion.

Came home from work one day a bit early, walked down the hall, and caught the cute flatmate sniffing the inner crotch of my jeans. His eyes were closed, his jeans had quite a bulge. So I said "what the hell are you doing" real loud. I was pretty angry. He was immediately contrite. Full of apology, and whined something about them smelling so good and he'd never do it again etc etc. (I had a sniff later, they were fairly strong. I get wet easy - guess it had soaked through.) So quite angry, and wanting revenge, and slightly aroused, I decided on payback, and amazingly, talked him into getting naked and tied to his own bed. I got may pants off and straddled his chest. Made him lick me until I was about to cum. Then I got onto him, with my back to his face, and rode him, slowly, keeping myself on the edge. When I felt his dick tense up, I squeezed the underside of the base..I'd read that was good for stopping the ejaculation reflex, and it worked. He stayed hard but didn't cum. I rode him through three of my own orgasms, squeezing him whenever I thought he was getting close.

This was wicked. I kept him on the edge, by stroking his dick, his nipples, and making him lick me for almost an hour. By then his dick was twitching continuously and his balls were swollen, and he was pleading for relief. I left him tied up and told him I was going out for the night, which was mean. In fact, all l I did was go down the road for a takeaway, and bring it back. He was still hard and twitching, trying to get the knots untied. By then I was feeling pretty good, so I untied him and mentioned there was food in the kitchen, but all he was interested in was getting off. I refused his advances, and watched as he jerked off, which took about ten seconds and went everywhere.

(Don't worry, I made it up to him several times later. The sex was great.)

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#162387, Girl's story: I'm in my mid 40's and single, but I have a steady boyfriend. However, I have been horny for a guy named Chuck since we were teenagers. When we were younger, anytime it looked like we might hook up, something always got in our way. I partially seduced him one night, but we never got all the way. Then we went off to college and lost track for a lot of years. I never thought, gee, it should be Dana and Chuck forever, but I always thought we would make great lovers. Every time I would think about the times we came close to having sex, I would lie there in my bed and run my hands and fingers all over my body.

About a year ago I found him again on a social website and of course he is married. He was such a fox it was no surprise. I still found myself over all these years lying in bed, rubbing myself to orgasm thinking about him. I didn't want to be a home wrecker or lose my boyfriend, but I had to have Chuck at least once.

I invited him over for lunch one day while he was off from work, hoping there might be some type of spark left that he would be willing to fuck me like I wanted him to do almost 25 years ago. He arrived at around noon time, still looking very foxy. I was so nervous on how he would react to seeing me as I certainly aged and was hoping he wouldn't find me to be an old hag. He gave me a big hug and a quick peck on the cheek. It was so hard to resist kissing him right away. So hard to believe after all these years my feelings of wanting to have sex with him never settled.

We sat down to have lunch and just talked about old times and catching up. At first I tried to get him to have a few cocktails to help loosen him up as that was the best way to break down his defenses when we were younger, but he wouldn't budge. After about an hour and no sign from him that he was interested in a little side action, I was getting restless. It was rather silly, but I was wet just looking at him and getting frustrated like a horny 18 year old again. I then did something I still can't believe I did. Chuck made a comment about my Uggs sitting by the side of a chair I was sitting on. So playfully I picked one up and threw it at him for making fun of my boots. He continued, so I threw the other one, but this time I threw it with some zing and ended up popping him right in his balls. He grabbed himself and doubled up on the floor.

I ran over and apologized feverishly for doing this as he was holding his balls in pain. As a nurse, I offered to help him so I took his hand off and started gently rubbing him through his jeans. When he tried to speak I placed my other hand over his mouth to shush him and told Chuck to relax. As he laid there, still in pain, I could feel his dick start to harden as I continued to slowly rub him. I told him I was so sorry for doing that and I would make him feel better. He whimpered for me to stop but as he got harder, I rubbed faster, but still softly. I untucked his shirt and then started to undo the button and zipper to his jeans. He asked me what I was doing and I said I was going to make him feel so much better. When Chuck pleaded that he was married and if he wasn't he would be all for it, I whispered in his ear I would not say anything to ruin his marriage. With that I stuck my tongue in his ear and reached down to grab his dick to start stroking it up and down. Chuck moaned as I knew that he was going through pleasure pain. His balls still hurt but my hand caressing his hard shaft felt good.

I moved down and pulled his pants down to his knees. I then went back to work by stroking his very nice thick cock in short soft strokes. He wouldn't open his eyes and the look on his face was priceless. I then leaned over and licked the top of his cock head with my tongue. With no further pleas to stop, I ran my tongue down the length of his shaft and kept doing this for about a minute. I couldn't resist anymore so I took the top of his cock into my mouth and made him squirm, still in pain from the boot I hit his balls with. I stopped for a moment when he whispered out my name..."Dana....that feels so good". With that I took as much of him as I could into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down on his thick cock, finally realizing a part of my long time dream to come true. I of course wanted to have him in my pussy, but he would have been in too much pain. After about 5 minutes Chuck whispered out that he was close to coming. I stopped long enough to tell him to come in my mouth baby, then back to sucking. Shortly afterward his balls started to tighten as I was still cupping them with my one loose hand. He moaned and then finally he erupted into my mouth. I can't believe that I waited all these years to finally have Chuck's cum someplace inside my body!

I continued to suck and lick and swallow until he was finally spent. Chuck laid there like a man who had just run a marathon, still in pain from the boot in the balls and wiped out from the fantastic blow job I had just given him.

After cleaning up and getting his pants on, Chuck had to leave because he had to pick his kids up from school. I told him that I still had these crazy feelings for him, but I didn't want to ruin anything in his life, nor mine. I still loved my boyfriend, but to have sex with Chuck could not be passed up. As he was leaving I told him no strings, friends with benefits, think about it routine. I invited him to come back next week and I warned him that if he did come back, he was going to leave his cum deep inside my pussy. He looked nervous, gave me a peck on the cheek and ran back to his car and drove off like a bat out of hell. When I saw that I thought for sure he was gone for good, never to be heard from again.

It's now a week later and as I sit here and type this, my pussy is leaking Chuck's cum onto my chair. That is, however, another story for later.

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#35, Guy's story: I'm a handyman. I generally do house calls to fix appliances, plumbing, electric problems and other things. I also manage a few other guys who work for me. I end up at houses where there is a single female or wife at home alot. I don't know what it is about me and my job, but I get a ton of women that hit on me during the day. I don't think I'm an overly attractive guy. Just normal. I'm kind of built just from doing the work I do, but that's all I've got going for me. I've got a pretty big cock too, but you can't see it when I'm just standing there. I think it's got something to do with my job. Something about a rugged scruffy man doing work gets women going I believe. I'm single to so I take full advantage of most of these situations. Even though I'm not married I wear a wedding band. I was married at one point and found that women wanted me even more when they saw the ring it seemed. Maybe they didn't feel as bad about cheating? I don't know.

I have a lot of stories. I want to share this one.

I went to a normal house call. Your usual cookie cutter house. Some problem with a dishwasher. I went up to the door and rang the bell and a woman answers. She is pretty good looking. Average face. Nice chest. Nice ass. Nice tan. She shook my hand and told me her name and let me in. I'll call her Stacey. She was very friendly. She was wearing a white shirt and denim shorts. I knew she was married because I saw the ring on her hand and her husband was the one that called in the work request.

She took me to the kitchen and showed me the dishwasher and explained the problem. I tested it a little. She asked me if I wanted something to drink and said 'water, lemonade or coffee' I don't remember really what the choices were. I said lemonade and she went to get a glass. I got down on the ground and started looking at the dishwasher more. I felt her touch my shoulder and say 'here you go' so I reached back to grab the glass. I felt her slide her hand down the back of my arm when I reched back and she squeezed it. I had something similar happen before so I knew what was going to happen. I took the lemonade and said 'thank you'. Stacey said 'anything else I can get you'. I said 'no'. She said 'ok I'll be right back'. And she went down the hall. I kept testing the dishwasher. I was pretty sure I knew what was wrong so I went to my truck to get some parts. I came back in and she was in the kitchen sitting on the island. Her back was facing me and she had her back arched. Her ass was pshed out and her white shirt was riding up so I could see her tan back. I still remember just what it looked like. She had taken her hair out of the ponytail it was in before. She said 'welcome back' as I walked over. I walked by her and I remember I could see down her shorts in the back and saw the top of her black panties. I got back down to work on the dishwasher and she said 'are you married? I saw your ring.' She had leaned forward and spread her legs out a bit. I remember they looked great pressed against the island counter. Nice round tan and smooth. I said 'yeah' and nothing else. She said 'do you have a lot of women hit on you while your working?'. I said 'yeah'. She said 'so what do you do about it?'. I said 'it depends.' She said 'on what?'. I said 'on the woman.'

She jumped off the island and stood over by me. She had her legs pressed up against my back and stroked my shoulders and neck with her fingers. She said 'what about me?' I turned around and stood up and picked her up off the ground by her ass. I put her back on the island and we started kissing. It was really passonate. We took each others clothes off and she got down on the floor and sucked my cock. I remember she was really good. She licked and sucked on my balls. I lifted her back up and put her back on the counter and ate her pussy. She yelled and moaned the whole time and screamed when I made her cum. I kept licking and she pulled my hair but I didn't stop. I made her cum again. I pulled her off the island and bent her over it. Her legs were still shaking. I fucked her hard from behind and we both came that way. She went to clean up and I finshed fixing the dishwasher. When I was done she kissed me and said 'thanks'.

I remember that most of all the sex I've had while working. True story.

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