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#23, Girl's story: My roommate and her boyfriend were having sex in our dorm room and I woke up to it. I always thought they were both pretty attractive. I'm not bi, but she's definitely a hot girl. He was just as good looking and I actually did have a thing for him. We had beds just across the room from each other. I turned over and started watching them and started masturbating. He was fucking her from behind. After a few minutes, she looked over and saw me watching them and I guess she could tell I was masturbating. She asked "want to join?". I was shocked and I think her boyfriend was too. I stopped masturbating, but didn't say anything. She said "come over here and suck his cock". I was so incredibly hot at this point. Just the thought of it was getting me wet. I went over and did it. I pushed his hard body out of her, grabbed his big cock and sucked it. It was soaked with my roommate's pussy juice... I loved it. It tasted good and was so hot tasting it with her boyfriend's cock in my mouth. My roommate was still bent over and he put his cock back in her, taking it out every few strokes to have me suck it more. I took my clothes off while he kept fucking her. Then he told us both to get on the floor facing the same way with our asses up. He took turns with our pussies, fucking one while fondling the other girl's pussy and ass... it was so dirty. My roommate started making out with me and he made us both cum. We got on our knees and I licked his balls while he came in her mouth. It was the hottest experience of my entire life. True story.

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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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#1174, Girl's story: I'm a single woman who had just moved in with a friend after separating from my husband while I finding a place to live. We both work at the same place on the night shift. But one night I was on my way to work and I wasn't feeling well ( terrible head ache ) so I returned to the house to call in sick. When I got there I relized I had forgotten the key inside and was locked out. Luckily I thought my friends teenage daughter was home ( I could hear the music blaring from her room ). I rang the bell and banged on the door but I guess she couldn't hear me over the music because she didn't respond. Her bedroom window was on the on the first floor and easy to reach so I decided to go around the house and knock on it to see if I could get her attention. It was dark but with exception of stumbling over a few bushes I reached her window with no problem. There was light pouring through slats in the semi-open shade so I was hoping she was I there, and peeked in just to make sure before I started knocking. Sure enough there she was. But she wasn't alone. Her boyfriend was there too. I wouldn't have been shocked by that, because they were together most of the time I had seen them. It was just that I had caught them in a moment of intimacy that had me bit confused at first and then so weak in the knees I just about fell down. At the moment I looked in he was laying down on her bed with his jeans down around his ankles and she was topless kneeling over him with her face planted squarely on his crotch. I knew right then that I had caught her she giving him oral and I felt my face go completely flush with embarassment. I emeadeatly turned away not wanting to make things worse by banging on the window. But then I realized as long as I was quiet they would never know I was there ( I have to admit I am a bit of a knosey sort ). As I peared back at them it dawned on me, as I couldn't see hardly any of his penis, just a bit of the thick looking base as she was almost grinding her face into his pubic hair, he must have really short one. But I coudn't have been more wrong!

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#38, Guy's story: I always had something of an ass fetish growing up, and during sex with my girlfriend I sometimes tried to pull her butt toward my face, or move around to her gorgeous, round backside. She would submit to a few light smooches, but would then squirm away, or distract me with some intensely pleasurable maneuver. We never talked about it, but it was never a major frustration for me, either.

Finally, one day when we were hurrying to go out and were peeved with each other for some trivial reason, she responded to something I said with the retort, "just kiss my ass, ok?".

I stopped what I was doing. "You want me to?"

"I know YOU want to," she almost laughed. I was fully dressed, while she was still in her undies doing her make-up at the sink. "You're always trying to get back there."

I moved behind her, and started to lower myself, planting small kisses just below her bra strap and moving lower. "How about now?... you like this?" She inhaled slightly as I circled the dimples of her lower back with my lips and tongue, and brushed up against the waistband of her panties. She held still, and I wasn't planning to wait for an answer. I gently pulled down her panties as I continued to kiss, lick, and nibble the upper portions of her beautiful ass cheeks, making occasional forays to the crevice that separated them. Once her panties were completely over the curve of her hips, I noticed that she was now on tip-toe, and arching toward me, breathing rhythmically.

Cupping each side of her ass with my hands, I massaged upward while continuing to smothering her beautiful, smooth ass cheeks with wet kisses and bites. As she thrust her ass toward me, my tongue and nose pressed into the center line. Up to this point I had only ever managed a few tentative ass-kisses with any girls in the past, but this time we seemed headed for the ultimate intimacy, and I was a little nervous in addition to being extremely excited. My cock was throbbing, and as I undid my jeans to stroke it I could feel whole head was slick, and the wetness quickly spread the whole length of the shaft.

I continued kissing and licking, biting and anything I could do with my mouth to keep her going and prolong the experience. Working my way back and forth toward the inevitable center, I wasn't sure if she sensed how close I was to actual contact with her asshole. And since I wasn't sure of her response, I avoided touching her there with my fingers as I massaged and lifted her cheeks to reveal what lay between them. I sensed her hand stroking her pussy from the front, and as I paused to make my final descent, she hissed, "God, don't stop..." At that moment, I gently pressed the tip of my tongue to her asshole, and began to circle it in sync with her hand on her pussy. I could smell her juices and feel the rhythmic pulsing of the muscles in her hips and thighs.

"Oh, fuck... god... I..." she was tensing up. I offered my muffled encouragement to her exclamations, "Go ahead, say it..." Something in her gave way totally: "...fuckkkk.... eat my... ass..." I thrust my tongue as deep as I could, surprised that I could actually be inside her, feel her hot tightness around my tongue. She thrust her ass further, opening completely to me. "there... god... there... eat my asshole... lick it.... fuck.. fuckkk... oh fuck, I'm gonna come! fuck my asshole with your tongue! oh, fuck!" She came standing there, and I strained to keep my tongue engaged as her asshole contracted around it in sync with her orgasm. I continued to bury my face in her ass as I stroked myself to a tremendous orgasm only a few seconds later, nearly covering the sink cabinet door with come. As we recovered, she helped me up off the floor and we embraced. "You got my ass all wet..., she said." "Do you mind?" "No, but I kinda wanted you to come on it, too..." I knew for sure then that this wouldn't be the last time I kissed her ass. True story.

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#254, Guy's story:
I just finished reading your beautiful story. It sure reminded me of the times our petty daughter Kim slept with us growing up. We all were used to sleeping nude anyway.She really liked to get into out huge tub & take bubble baths. We would all soap each other up & then she liked for me to rub lotion all over her naked body when we got out.She wanted to do that to me but I had to stop her because I knew That I would have sprung an instant erection. Sometimes she would join us in bed because she wanted to sleep with us. She always liked to be in the middle.
By the time she reached puberty we told her that she would have to sleep in her own bed now. That made her cry.Telling her that sometimes we wanted to make love & be intimate and that it was not for little girls eyes. That prompted her to tell us that she had already watched us through what we thought were closed eyes as she pretended to be asleep.We also noticed that she would touch herself & become very wet when she thought we were asleep.
We did try not to wake her but when my wife wanted me.My wife would crawl over to my side or I would crawl over to her side of the bed & we would have the best oral sex with each other before going all the way while watching Kim's naked body just inches away.. Our daughter was a sound sleeper or so we thought. It was a real turn on for both of us to make love with the covers completely off of the bed while our daughter Kim was laying there naked next to us.It was my wife that whispered to me to touch her nipples that had begun to grow & also to lightly touch her slit & little pink clit.She always got very wet so we thought that she must have been dreaming a pleasurable dream.
We both would take turn licking & kissing her nipples too. We always quit before she woke up.My wife got down between her legs & would lightly lick her hairless pussy & tease her clit as Kim spread her own legs while enjoying her dream.She asked me to do the same to Kim but to quit when we thought that she might wake up.
She has seen me with an erection many time because I usually woke up that way.One morning I woke up to find her leg over my hip & her hand wrapped around my penis. She was moving it up & down enjoying the feel but trying not to wake me up.I pretended not to let her know that I was fully awake.She was sliding the wet head of my penis back & forth up & down her pussy lips. It would have been so easy for me to push it into her which is what she wanted anyway.I turn over reluctantly & pretended to wake up.Kim then turned over & pretended to be asleep.
She was about ten or eleven & just starting to develop her breasts.She had grown some tiny blond peach fuzz on her pretty little pussy. Her Mom & I decided to explain that what we did in private must remain that way or we could be in real trouble. She said that she was ok with that .My wife showed her how to preform oral sex on her & also on me.
To be continued.......

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#67, Girl's story: When I was about 18 yrs old I was staying at one of my really good friends house overnight. We had been to a party earlier and we were both pretty intoxicated. We had been with our boyfriends at the party and had been play flirting in front of them all night. (Kissing and fondling and such) When we got back to her house we decided to take our showers before going to bed. I remember my friend who I will call Karen coming out of the shower with her body being sopping wet. I thought "Wow" She had the most perfect breasts I'd ever seen. Her nipples were pink and supple ... She caught me watching her and came over to where I was sitting and bent down to kiss me. It wasn't like the kisses from earlier. It was way more soft and sensual. I remember thinking how good she tasted and how warm her tongue was. I laid back on the bed and she climbed in with me. I was a little hesitant so as she took my top off she said in almost a whisper "Can I?" I just shook my head yes. She bent down and started sucking on my nipples. Twirling her tongue and then slightly biting. I though I would explode right there. We started making out pretty heavily rubbing and sucking everypart of each others body. When I did explode into the most amazing Orgasm I have ever had then and now. We fell asleep in each others arms. We woke up in the morning and have never talked about it since... But all I have to do is think about her saying "Can I? and I still tingle.... P.S. ..While reinterating this story I have masterbated and have almost but not quite come to an orgasm of that Magnitude... I have told my now husband of this experience ... He says we should ask her to join in with us... I think I'll keep her all to myself...

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#55, Girl's story: I've been holding this story in for a while, told pretty much no one. So, here it is. All quotes are about as accurate as I can recall.
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Marketing in a big city is cut throat, so I was lucky that I landed a gig with a company that ran its marketing in-house. Sure, I'd done liquor promotions, even did 'go-go' at a few bar openings. But I wanted something different, something less playing on my curves and gender; and more on my brain.

Problem is, my brain COMPLETELY shut down when I was interviewed and hired by my new boss. He was tall, broad shouldered, gorgeous eyes and about right years older than me (20s for me, 30s for him.) I was completely incapable of thinking straight around him. I am no bubble head, easily distracted by shiny objects or most boys. My new boss, however, instantly got to me. And what made him even hotter, he didn't know how insanely hot he was.

We worked together for several months, professionally, friendly, really well. I was happy with the job and him as a boss. But, I will admit to wanting more from him. It was make or break and the company Christmas party was my chance. If anything, I could blame my 'move' on alcohol. He was dressed incredibly well, jeans, blazer, button down and some amazing shoes. Shoes shocking big, yeah, my mind went there. Anyway, I was dressed to the max in a very short knot front dress, to make sure I had his attention. I got his attention, as well as every other guy in the company, including the corporate office big bosses.

I made sure he has space, I come and go, chat with him, hang out with my fellow marketers, but always make sure we have eye contact. He comes over, late in the night, asks me if I would like to join him for drinks with a few others. Not the rest of the office, just him and a few select people from the company. Yeah, my heart leaped into my throat.

We hit a total dive bar here, busy as hell for the holidays and we were glued to each other all night. We talked really deeply, learned so much about him, it was obvious to everyone the chemistry was intense. It was make or break time. He looked at me and said, "I know I'm your boss, but you look incredible."

"Just incredible," I flirt back.

"Hot."

That was all I needed. I could see where his mind was, how it was stepping over the boss boundary. I didn't want him to stop. So I nudged him along, not so subtly.

"I wore this dress for you actually." I was nervous, I could lose my job, make everything completely awkward and awful for us. But it was worth the risk. And it was.

"Let's get out of here," he told me. And I nodded without hesitation. We didn't make it ten feet from the bar door when he pulled me in and gave me a kiss that still knocks my knees when I think about it. It was passionate. It was commanding and it made me wet. He was raw and powerful, taller than me, just a solid, real man, nothing like the diminutive musicians or hipsters I seemed to end up with.

The kiss was just the precursor. He took me to my place, kissed me some more, was gentle and yet commanding. In close now, closer than even outside the bar, I could feel him getting hard. I guessed then that his shoes were an indicator of something more.

He was aggressive, stripping me, pulling my dress and panties off, revealing me to his eyes. Those beautiful eyes were absorbing all of me. Again, making me feel amazing without even touching me. I was naked. I didn't even know it. He was licking my breasts and down to my stomach and finally between my legs. I felt his dark hair in my hands, I felt his tongue buried inside me. I was going crazy! I had to beg him to let me do something, but he wasn't done...and my body thanked him.

He looked up, "You should suck my cock before I fuck you."

I rolled him over, undid those jeans and was greeted an amazing, beautiful and big cock. No hyperbole, easily the longest and thickest cock I'd ever seen. He might have been in his 30s, but his body and his libido of guy years younger. His cock was a joy, it was like a massive toy, responding to my tongue, touch and lips.

After lord knows how long, I pulled my mouth off him and straddled him. I was wet, so fucking wet, but still it was a slow, excruciating and wonderful experience feeling his cock buried inside me, inch by inch. I gasped. I couldn't help it. I rode him, my beautiful boss all night. We fucked like two people, who for months had buried our wants and passions, were unleashed no matter the consequences.

I woke up next to him, looked at him in disbelief, but no regret. He woke up later, no regrets either.

Next time we saw each other, work a day later and neither of us acknowledged what happened. And we had a great secret between us. We kept our workplace trysts quiet for months more. Our professional relationship never wavered or suffered. We kept our promise. I left the company about a year after being hired. No regrets and lots of amazing sex.

I miss him.

True story.

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#89, Guy's story: I'm a married straight cocksucker. I say straight because I love sex with women and I don't have any other interest in guys aside from wanting to suck their cock. I've been an avid and enthusiastic cocksucker ever since the first time I blew my best friend Larry in high school.

Larry and I were best friends since grade school and when we became teenagers, we began to experiment with our new found sexuality. We started out masturbating together but quickly progressed from jerking off to giving each other handjobs and inevitably, blowjobs. At first, we did it to each other in order to have it done to ourselves, but I quickly realized that I loved the erotic sensation of his cock filling my mouth.

In the beginning we agreed to warn the one giving the blowjob when we were about to cum so he could finish with a handjob, but on one occasion, while I was lost in sucking on his cock, I felt his already big cock growing even bigger and harder in my mouth until with a groan, he came and proceeded to fill my mouth with what seemed to be a continuous, pulsating stream of warm, thick semen. Since his cock was at the back of my mouth at the time, I had no choice but to either swallow it or choke, so I swallowed it all. Afterward, he said that he was sorry, but that it felt so good that he got carried away and once he began, he couldn't stop. He said it was the most that he had ever cum and that he could not believe that I had swallowed it all. He asked me if I liked the way it tasted. I pretended to be angry, but the truth was that I was DELIGHTED that he had cum in my mouth. Not only did I like both the taste and the thick, lumpy texture of his cum, but I was surprised to realize that I liked being a "cocksucker" Up until then, we would do it once or twice a week but after that first time that he came in my mouth, I wanted to do it EVERY day.

As my enthusiasm for sucking his cock increased and my skills as a cocksucker improved, he would more often get "carried away" and cum in my mouth until I admitted that I liked it and that in fact, I WANTED him to cum in my mouth. He had suspected that I enjoyed it and so after that, he would obligingly cum in my mouth and I would obediently swallow. We alternated days giving each other blowjobs because after cumming, we would lose the desire to blow the other, but as he began to realize how much I loved sucking on his cock and eating his cum, he gradually became less and less interested in blowing me when it came to be his turn, suggesting that I blow him instead since I loved doing it so much and that he would do me the next time. I would eagerly agree as I welcomed every opportunity to get my lips around his cock. Eventually he stopped blowing me altogether and I became his own personal cocksucker. I really didn't mind since by that time I had a girlfriend who loved sucking my cock almost as much as I loved to suck on Larry's cock. Between the two of us, I became the better cocksucker because to him it was only a means to an end, whereas I couldn't get enough of it.

Even though he had a very big cock, I learned how to suppress my gag reflex and take it all the way into my throat until his balls were resting on my chin. The first time that it happened, he was fucking my mouth and pressing the head of his cock against the constriction at the back of my mouth leading into my throat .He still had about three inches of his cock still outside my mouth but as I became more comfortable with the feeling, he pushed even harder. Each time, he was able to go in a little further than before. I felt my throat opening up as he slowly continued pushing, forcing it deeper and deeper until suddenly, I felt something in my throat give way and the head of his cock popped past the constriction and continued sliding easily all the way into my throat until my nose was buried in his pubic hairs!! We were both amazed at what had just happened and I was delighted with the way that it felt with his cock buried deep in my throat. After a few moments, he withdrew his cock from my throat until just the head remained in my mouth only to roughly force it back into my throat. The more he did it, the easier it became until finally, he was able to slide his cock smoothly from just inside my mouth into the depths of my throat. From that day on, it became our favorite technique. I loved the sensation of his cock filling my throat and I wanted to keep it there for as long as I could. Although I was unable to breathe with his cock all the way down, I learned to swallow with his cock in my throat, using my throat muscles to massage his cock until he came.

Over time we developed a daily routine. After we got home from school, we would meet at his house or mine, usually his since both his parents had jobs. I would get on my knees with him standing and I would suck his cock as he held my head and fucked my mouth. Sometimes he would cum with his cock on my tongue so I could taste it before I swallowed it but usually, after vigorously fucking my throat with his cock, he would cum with his cock buried deep in my throat. I couldn't taste it but I could feel his cock pulsating in my throat as he ejaculated directly into my esophagus.

Once, we were almost caught by his older sister when she came home unexpectedly just as he was cumming in my mouth. He was able to quickly put away his cock and zip his pants just as she walked into the living room where I had been blowing him, but I was still on my knees trying to swallow his cum. He made up a lame excuse about me looking for something that I had dropped on the carpet but since my face was very red and we both must have looked guilty, I'm sure that she knew what we had been doing. After that day, she always gave me a little knowing smile whenever she looked at me. Since she was also my sisters best friend, I always wondered if she ever told my sister about her suspicions..

Often, after dinner, we would go up to the roof of the apartment house where he lived and I would give him another blowjob on the roof behind the stairwell enclosure. The parapet came up to his waist so although he could be seen from the street or the adjoining buildings, I couldn't be seen down on my knees sucking on his cock. I kept a board there to protect my knees from the roof gravel. If the weather was bad, I would blow him just inside the door of the roof landing. We continued with our daily ritual for over two years until we graduated from high school and went off to college. I still love giving blowjobs, but I loved sucking my best friend's big cock the most of all. I recently confessed to my wife about having sucked my friends cock and about how much I loved doing it. I didn't tell her that I'm still a cocksucker

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#959, Guy's story: It was many years ago now. I was coaching girls soccer at the 14 and under level and, at the end of the school year, there were a lot of scheduling conflicts for my players. They had junior high graduation, dance recitals, school parties. lots of stuff going on. Also the league playoffs which I considered important since we'd played hard all year and now it came down the the last few games.

My star forward was signed up to go to Magic Mountain the night of the championship game and she really wanted to go. The trip was by bus and, if you didn't take the bus, you couldn't enter the park. I managed to contact the sponser of the senior trip and she agreed to let me bring Michele (Missy to me) to the park after the game.

We gave it our all but came up short and, with heavy hearts, we got in my van to drive out to Santa Clarita where Missy was to join her schoolmates. Somehow, Missy just looked and acted different in the truck. It was almost as though she was my date for the evening. When we got to Magic Mountain, Missy told me to get out because she was going to change clothes in the back of the van. I hopped out.

Sure I hopped out but I could help but look in the back window. I watched as Missy pulled down her shorts revealing her little white panties. She then removed her jersey and showed me her tiny little pink nippled titties. She may have been only 14 but good lord! She was hot! She turned her back and then knelt to open her gym bag to get her outfit for the evening. Her gorgeous little ass filled out those panties so well. I got hard right away.

Well it turned out that I was expected to drive Missy home as well. They didn't want anyone who hadn't been on the bus on the way to just jump on the bus for the return trip. I guess it made sense. I didn't want to spoil Missy's evening so I went to a nearby sports bar and watched the Lakers until it was time to pick her up. She was her usual bubbling self as she exited the park with a gaggle of her friends. She gave them all a wave and they looked on with a bit of jealousy as she jumped in her "Date's" truck.

All the way home Missy regaled me with tales of her "Superfun" evening. At one point she leaned over and kissed my cheek and thanked me for going to all the trouble to shuffle her to the party.

"No trouble at all Missy!" I replied as I reached over and squeezed her jean encased thigh. Just a simple gesture of affection but we both noticed it, believe me. I glanced at her and saw that...that "Look" in her eyes. Her chestnut hair cascading down her sweater, her little tits gently swelling. I thought of the lurid views I'd enjoyed earlier and i started to get hard again. It was dark now as we took the old road home to Woodland hills. Real dark.

Missy took the initiative and reached over to squeeze my thigh, returning the gesture. Then she moved little hand up further until she could feel my now fully erect penis. Her sultry expression belied her fourteen years and she motioned for me to pull over near a firewood business that fronted the roadway.

"My Mom told me not to wear this low cut sweater tonight. I better change back to my jersey." She said, winking as she said it. With that, Missy climbed into the back of the van and began to pull her sweater over her head. She needed no bra for her newly sprouted tits had no sag. Two twin nipples, each pointing a different direction were now revealed in the moonlight.

"Now, don't peek Greg!" She admonished me with a sly smile. With that, she unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, leaving her clad in only her white panties. "Can you help me into my jersey please?" She mused. I think she was wondering how hard she was going to have to try to get me in the back with her. Well, that was all it took! I climbed into the back and took her nearly nude body in my arms. I kissed little Missy and reached down to feel up her little ass cheeks.

Missy eagerly stuck her tongue into my mouth and a deep soul kiss ensued. I had to get her panties off, and quick! But Missy stopped me when I reached for the waistband. "You have to get undressed too y'know." She smiled, pointing to my jeans. Missy amused herself while I struggled out of my clothes in the cramped van. When my cock was finally bobbing free in front of her she seemed transfixed. "Wow!" was all she said.

More kissing followed and I moved down to suck on Missy's hot little pink nipples. I reached down and began to touch her white panties which seemed to inspire her. My fourteen year old forward opened her legs and then reached down and touched my penis for the first time. "Don't...don't take my panties off!" She gasped.

This seemed odd to me but I just continued to feel up her pussy with just the thin protection of her panties covering it until, at last, I went under the legband! Miraculously, I was touching Missy's little bare pussy!

"Oh Greg!" She moaned, "Don't fuck me! Oh please don't fuck me!" And, having said that, Missy laid back on the carpeting and opened her legs. She reached down and took the legband of her panties in her little fingers and displayed her tight young pussy to me. "Please...Please don't fuck me!" She repeated.

Not sure exactly where this was all going, I began to stroke my cock, all the while gazing at the salacious sight before me. Little Missy Johnson, nearly nude before me. Her tiny tits poking upwards, her virtually hairless pussy on display as she continued to beg me not to fuck her.

Oh, and then it was just too much for me. I moved towards her and placed my cock at the now slippery pink lips of Missy's cunt and, with no more words of discouragement from her, I stuffed it all the way in! And it was good. All of my big and impossibly hard cock now buried in Missy's tender young pussy. I wanted it to last longer but I was helpless. I came in Missy's tight pussy!

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#264, Girl's story: When my parents divorced I ended up living with my mom most of the time but spent summers, holidays and spring break with my dad. When I was 13 he remarried this woman Sarah, I didn't really know but she turned out to be a pretty cool stepmom. My dad and Sarah had moved from San Francisco to Marin. There new house had a private gate, a pool, a hot tub, I had a huge new room. So after a few week that summer I had made a few friends, the one girl I hung out with the most, April, lived at the bottom of the hill my house was on top of. She was a year older and liked coming up the hill to my house cause it was more private, my pool got better sun and we could tan topless.

So one day my Stepmom was at work and we were board. April and I were checking out Sarah closet. Trying on some of her dresses, non fit me but one or two fit April. Then we open her panty drawer and thats where we found them. There had to be 15 or 16 dildos and vibrators there. April laughed and asked me if i knew what they were. I kind did but played it like I totally did. She grab one of the vibrators and turned the bottom and i sprang to life. She touch the palm of her hand with it then said "give me your hand". I held mine out and she touched my had with it. Even on my hand it felt good, goosebumps up my spine. I asked her if she had ever used one before, she said she had found her aunts but never tried it. When she asked if I had, I said no too. Then she said we should try it and I was like "NO, NO". April was pretty pushy but she just twisted the vibrator off and put it back.

A few hours later after April had left I was still thinking about what we had found in my stepmoms drawer. So I went back to her room and got out the same one April had grabbed earlier. I twisted the bottom and it was alive again. I touched it to my hand again and got goosebumps up my spine. Then I started trying different spots on my body, my inner elbow, my upper arm, my neck, my tummy, my chest bone, my outer thigh. I knew where it was supposed to touch and I slid it up my inner thigh. I was feeling really good. Then being scared I ran it past my pussy super fast, i am not sure it even touched it. So I tried it again slower, then slower, after about 10 times I dragged it across pussy as slow as I dared. It felt so amazing so I did it again. I did that several times finally stopping it between my young pussy lips.

I discovered sliding it up and down less than an inch between my lips felt even better. Then it dawned on me I should trying on my skin not through my bikini bottoms. I got on the bed and leaned against the pillows using one hand to move my bikini bottom to one side and touched myself with the vibrator again. I would touch it to my pussy and rub it up and down then take it away when it was to much, on and off. Then I decided to take my bottoms off, it would be easier, my bottoms would be in the way. So there I am naked, my bikini bottoms on the foot of the bed, using a vibrator for the first time, my stepmoms vibrator and I hear my stepmom kind of gasp in shock. I shot up he vibrator in my hand, totally naked on her and my dads bed having been caught. I was freaked, She was shocked, we were both embarrassed. I dropped her vibrator grabbed my bikini bottoms and ran to my room.

About 10 minutes later Sarah knocked on my door and I told her to go away. She tried another three times over the next hour and finally I heard her say she wasn't going to tell my dad and she wasn't mad. I came out about 10 minutes later and she was actually super cool about it. She talked to me like and adult or at least not a kid about what had happened. Two days later I came home from being out with April and there was a bag from Good Vibrations on my bed. In it was a note from Sarah, a small dildo, a small vibrator and book or maybe it was a pamphlet about the female body and masturbation.

This is my first time posting here. Please be kind. Maybe I will tell a little about my first girl/girl experience another time.

"True Story"

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#1302, Girl's story: I was spending the summer away from college and my boyfriend in my hometown and taking a class at the local college. No one in the class was particularly interesting except for one guy. He was gorgeous. Blue eyes, well-groomed facial hair, well sculpted body but not bulky, and smart to boot. I was extremely surprised when he asked for my number after class on the first day, you see I'm always the too-smart girl and it seems to turn guys off. We hit it off as friends, we hung out and studied together - it seems he wasn't as good at accounting as chemistry or computing. I didn't have much else to do so he and I would watch movies at his place and flirt, but I had a boyfriend so nothing happened for the first couple of weeks.

One night we were drinking beers and watching a movie on his computer. I was wearing a strappy dress that pushed my large breasts together and was also short enough to highlight my legs. As we worked our way through the first six-pack the flirting got more intense. At some point his hand was on my leg and I couldn't bring myself to move it, I wanted him so badly. He got down on his knees and kissed and massaged his way up my leg, giving me a look of mischief and ending with a brow wrinkle and pleading puppy eyes when he got to the top of my dress. He said it wouldn't be cheating if he didn't kiss my mouth or fuck me, right? I could feel his breathing and was still tingling where he had kisses my thigh. I didn't stop him and he started to kiss over my panties, moving them to the side and beginning to really work his way over and around my clit and sticking his tongue into my pussy. It was blissful heaven. I was so horny I pulled him by his hair to my face so I could kiss him and feel his body against mine. We made out for a while, him fingering me and me finding his huge gorgeous cock. He sucked on my nipples and teased them until they were aching. I sucked his big cock as if it were a popsicle and I was in the middle of the desert. I was greedy for more and wasn't going to stop until I had it all.

We moved to the bed and proceeded to fuck like crazy. It was a very humid summer and we were slipping on each other because we were so sweaty. His hot and hard cock sliding on my clit was intensely erotic and I liked it there almost as much as I liked it hitting places inside me I didn't even know existed. I moaned and yelled into the pillow, it felt so incredible to have him pumping into me so viciously. We'd look into each others eyes and it was like nothing else mattered but him being in me. I lost count how many times his tongue and cock brought me to orgasm that night, I felt like I couldn't go on and he would come and then we'd lie there and talk or just enjoy touching. We'd touch so much his cock would get hard again and we'd fuck again because I needed his dick - it made me so horny. This went on for hours and I went home sweaty, sore, and completely satisfied.

We fucked for a week and a half after that night. There's another equally if not more sexy story I'll share about that affair and how the summer ended.

True Story.

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#25, Guy's story: When I was in my teens I went to this wedding for one of my Aunts. Her to-be husband was pretty well off, so the wedding was really nice. They had it in a big hotel and everyone was all dressed up. All of us non-adults hung out together, cousins, siblings, friends... Most of us were too young to be drinking, but we all snuck in a few drinks anyway. We were at the reception and we all danced and played together. We ran around that whole hotel screaming, I'm sure they hated us. We were playing hide and seek and we spread out through a bunch of the rooms around the reception room. Lots were completely dark except for the occasional employee passing through to take a shortcut. I hid in one that had a bunch of tables set up with white tablecloths over them. I hid under a table. I heard someone else come into the room and yell-whisper "Josh where are you?". I knew it was my cousin Courtney. She must have seen me go in the room. She was smoking hot at the time... still is. She ran track so she had an incredibly fit body and also had some huge breasts. Not good for track probably, but I digress. She found where I was and got under the table with me. We started talking and I started teasing her so she was pushing and hitting me. It turned into a bit of a wrestling match under the table... eventually she wound up on top of me (I let her of course). My cock was already hard at this point and I'm sure she could feel it because she was mounted right over it. She had her hands on my chest and then grabbed my hand with one and put it on her breast. She said, "Is that what you want?". I was half-speechless, but managed to stutter back with a "Yeah". She leaned over me and we started making out. I felt this girl up from head to toe, she was beautiful. She was grinding her clit right on my cock. I put my hands under her dress and in her panties. She was soaking wet. I started fingering her pussy and she loved it. She asked me, "Do you want to have sex?". Funny now, we didn't even have dirty language to use then. I said "Yes" and took my pants off while she took off her dress. I fucked her missionary style for probably fifteen minutes until I came inside of her. Looking back now, I'm pretty sure she wasn't on any birth control, but I don't actually know. Nothing ever came of it. I started putting my clothes back on, she grabbed her dress, kissed me, said "Thanks" and went back to the party. I'll never forget that. We still talk today if we see each other, but haven't talked about that since then. I want to do it again. 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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#57, Girl's story: I'm a shy girl. I feel odd even writing this story even since I've become 'less' shy. It's difficult for me to express my desires. I'm not super kinky. I'm not really any more sexual than most people out there I'd imagine, but I do have one 'fetish' and that is being eaten out. Sure, every girl likes having a guy down there, but I have an intense desire for it. I would rather have a man go down on me or have something rubbing my clit than be fucked in my pussy by the hottest man alive. It's that important to me. Other thing is though, I like to do it myself, meaning I like to have control over the situation down there. Another thing, I don't really like vibrators all that much either nor do I like a man's hands down there all that much. So really what I'm saying is, more than I like to be eaten out, I like to ride guys' faces. It has always been a fetish of mine.

I dated a few boys when I was younger when I figured this out. My second 'boyfriend' gave me oral and it was just amazing. Some guys are not into doing it at all I've found. You're lucky to find one who likes to do it and even luckier to find one who does it well. So being a shy girl, this wasn't an easy thing finding a guy who just wanted me to ride his face. Younger boys don't really know what they want, so it definitely wasn't easy a few years back. I was too shy to bring the subject up with my long term boyfriends of the past. I just never expressed myself fully. I couldn't. I had to have someone who didn't know me well. I thought that if I was with someone new that it wouldn't be as awkward, so after I left my last long term boyfriend I went and tried to find a guy who I thought I'd just be a little freaky with from the start.

I don't remember all the details, so bear with me. I'll be paraphrasing a little.

It started where many things do, at party while I was still in college. I'd seen him before in one of my classes and he was cute and he definitely liked me. We'd only said a few words to each other before. I was a little tipsy that night with my inhibitions lowered, so the shyness was wearing off slightly. I can't tell you just how hard this was for me to do though - even when I'm completely wasted I'm still shy, but I was determined to do something different this time. We went back to his place and went basically straight into making out. He felt me up and he was very good with his hands. I went down on him for a little bit, which he loved, then I popped the question.

Me: Will you do something special for me?
Him: What's that?
Me: I want you to eat me out.
Him: Ok! (enthusiastic)

I was excited at this point because 1) he was a guy who liked to eat girls out apparently and 2) generally I've found that guys who are excited about it are at least somewhat decent at doing it. Now it was just the next part...

Me: But I want to do it a certain way.
Him: Ok, how would you like it?
Me: I want to be the one in control. I want to be on top of you when you do it.

I was so nervous when I said it. It felt like a million years between when it came out of my mouth to what he replied with, even though I'm pretty sure he just blurted it out less than a second afterward...

Him: So... you want to ride my face?
Me: Yeah, sorta. I guess.
Him: Awesome!

I never imagined I could elicit such an enthusiastic response as this. See, to me, face riding was somewhat taboo. I was used to missionary, most of the time the guy being in control, yadda yadda yadda. Even receiving oral sex felt like I was doing something pretty dirty.

He laid down on the bed, put a pillow under his neck, looked over at me and said, "Do your worst." I was so excited. Nervous, but so excited. I'm sure he could tell because the next thing he said as I started to mount his head was, "Don't worry, do it however you want, I'm sure I'll love it. If I don't like it I'll let you know." Now I was on fire. At this point I was nervous about getting his face sopping wet before I even touched it with my vagina.

I got on top of him in the 69 position and lowered myself onto his lips slowly, his hands guided my hips as I went. We started slow... he stuck out his tongue and lapped at my pussy lightly. I rocked my clit back and forth on his erect tongue - I felt liberated. He started moaning and pushed his face into me, so I pushed back and sat on his face harder. I could feel his entire mouth draped over the lips of my vagina and I rocked back and forth harder. He pushed his nose up into my vagina while my clit was on his tongue - never had that done to me before and it felt amazing. He said "I want to taste more of you" and moved me forward a little and put his mouth and tongue right at the entrance of my pussy. I pushed into him and felt his long, warm tongue slide into me a little. I slid up and down on his face, switching between this and riding my clit on him. I started stroking his cock which made him moan more and felt great on my clit so I put him in my mouth. I was about to cum and told him to put his fingers in me. He stuffed two in and I erupted into a violent, screaming orgasm with his cock still in my mouth and he came too.

I had him a few more times after that, but it didn't last long. I've gotten over my fear a little and don't have as much trouble telling guys what I want, but I'm still shy. I still love riding face and don't stay with a guy long if he won't do it! True story.

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#122, Girl's story: My boyfriend and I went to the supermarket the other day and I wore a short, pleated khaki skirt and a low cut top. It was a 24-hour place so we went around 2 in the morning when they're restocking and nobody is there. He pushed the cart and I put on a bit of a show for him. I picked out all our items from the shelves, reaching up, bending over. My skirt barely covered my ass when I stood straight up and my boobs were basically falling out of my shirt. I leaned over to inspect some bottled water on the bottom shelf. I spread my legs far apart and bent straight over and I could feel my ass completely exposed. I grabbed my ankles and bent my knees like I was riding something midair. He came over to touch, but I stood up and he didn't get to feel it for long. We kept walking and every now and then I'd flap my skirt up to flash my ass at him. We got to one aisle where there was another guy shopping, taking a long time inspecting something on a shelf. I picked out some pasta sauce, put it in our cart and pulled my shirt down so that both of my tits were completely hanging out. My back was facing the other guy, so he couldn't see what was going on. I just stood there talking to my boyfriend with my tits hanging out. I put them back in and we kept walking around. Eventually we got to the non-food part of the store where almost nobody goes. I pulled a chair over, straddled it and stuck my ass out over the edge. My boyfriend came over and felt me up, playing with my ass and rubbing his fingers on both my holes. I told him to come around to the other side and kneel in front of me. I took out my tits again, put them over the back of the chair and shoved his face into them. He licked and sucked and moaned all over them. I pushed him away and put them back leaving him helplessly horny and hard. We walked to the checkout and I rubbed his cock through his jeans the whole way till we got there - his face was bright red. After we made it through the checkout, very obvious about what we had been doing, we got out to the car (thank God for SUVs) and before we loaded any of the groceries in he threw me in the backseat. He ate both my pussy and my ass and I went down on him. I told him I wanted him to cum on my ass. When he was ready he had me bend over on my hands and knees and he came all over it, mostly right on my asshole. I wish I had a video of the whole night, I've rarely felt as hot as I did then. True story.

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