"That was just wonderful," She said, leaning forward and kissing me on the mouth, tasting myself. "Very nice."I looked at Orton, wondering what to expect next. And he didn't disappoint me."You did fine," Orton said,"And now you get your reward. Get on your hands and knees with your face on the floor," he demanded.Not exactly sure of what was going to happen, I did as he ordered me, kneeling on my hands and knees, my ass high up in the air while my face rested on the floor. I knew they could all see my pussy and ass from this position and I bluId as I felt a trickle of pussy juice run down the inside of my thigh. The thought that they could see how wet I was, giving away how excited I was, embarrassed me. Then I felt Orton behind my, his fingers probing my pussy and rubbing my clit. I felt first one finger, then two, then three fingers puId into my pussy, slowly plunging in and out. I felt my excitement rising as Orton stimulated my, heightening my lust.Then I felt him remove his f
Cody always touched Vicky's thighs in computer class. He knew where Mr. Robert was in the classroom, and whenever his attention was focused on the other tables, Cody would touch her under the table.Cody was one of the druggies in the class, tall and lean with a lock of dark hair arced over one eye. "Did he make his hair do that on purpose." Vicky always wondered. He spent breaks crossing the street to smoke, so that he wasn't on school property, technically.Cody and Vicky have never really spoken. Vicky was salutorian of the class. One semester of slacking off in freshman geometry meant that she was forever chasing the two Andreas in terms of GPA. she was too smart to be popular and not good at sports, so she was a goody-two-shoes. Last year, she dated a senior who took her virginity. They fucked all year, and she thought they would be together forever. He left for college in the fall after promising her they will be the exception and stay together.Like a fool, she believed him. A
He put his hand between her legs and touched her clit, moving his finger in right little circles. Her long-awaited release came and she screamed as her cunt walls closed in around the thick dick pistoning in and out.Her involuntary squeezing around his dick was too much for the man and his dick jerked as he came with a loud "Fuck!" He pumped her, full of semen, bathing her cervix in warmth. she clung to him, milking every last drop. Mr. Robert pulled his softening dick out of her pussy and looked down at her with a sneer. Yeah, she'd just let this middle age man use her for his sexual pleasure. His derision made it hotter somehow.He zipped up his fly and looked over at Cody who'd stopped recording. "You want seconds?""Fuck yeah," he said, and walked over to the desk. He looked down at her. Mr. Robert's load was leaking out of her pussy and her perfect breasts pointed to the sky. She looked like such a whore."Turn over, slut," he commanded.She sat up and turned so that she was fa
"What?" they both reacted at the same time.Mike shrugged. "Sure, why not?"This was not what she had in mind. She sat up, wanting to protest."What are you?" Cody smiled."A slut," she whispered."And what am I?"I looked up at Mike. Horniness was warring with the feeling of watching the girl who took his virginity submit to another guy.She faced Cody. "My master.""And if your master tells you to fuck someone...""I fuck someone.""So stay down on the ground and spread your legs."She did as Cody said. Her thighs trembled as she held them apart, cool breeze blowing across her vulva lips that were so wet. Mike walked over and stared down at her wet juicy pussy just waiting for dick. Any dick."Tell him what you want.""Put your dick in me, Mike." she was alone on the gravel with two men looking down at her, and she didn't want to be alone anymore. She wanted to be filled.He pulled down his pants and used them as knee protection as he knelt between her legs. "I thought you were diff
"Stop complaining and get on the bus!" snapped the cheerleading coach.I looked down the crowded aisle and felt my heart flutter. We are on the way to a shared event, an important football game out of state and a cheerleading competition in the same area. The cheer team's bus had broken down thirty miles outside of an known town and even more miles over a hilly pass to our destination.My teammate behind me prodded me at my back, trying to move me along. "Just go to the back.""Everyone will have to squeeze in," said the coach. "It's just another hour or so of discomfort and then we will be at the hotel.""This has to be illegal," I muttered. I was shy and the idea of snuggling up to the football players, most off which were looking far too pleased to be squeezed in with the cheerleaders--made me both excited and anxious. They were all so... strong. And big."Stella, come sit here!" My heart skipped a beat. It was Kenneth, the quarterback sitting in the very back of the bus in a corne
"No'' I whispered back, "Please don't. I'm a virgin.""Mmm, don't make any noise now. I'm sure you don't want to get in trouble, would you?"The bus swayed around another steep mountain turn, wheels jittering on the uneven pavement. With each breath, I could feel myself moving against his dick as the bus swayed. I felt it press and slide just a bit as Kenneth slightly flexed his hips.Soon, Kenneth started pulling back, instinctively trying to find his way into my core. I could feel him sliding furtmy and furtmy back with each stroke, until his glans was teasing my pussy. As he slid against my body, his dick flexed upward, as though begging me to let him in.I pressed my hand down on my lap, trying to coax his dick further down between my thighs where it had been when this first started to go wrong. I couldn't very well reach under my skirt without being more obvious. It was no good. I arched my back away from him and tried to slide toward his knees, prying at the arm that was wrapped
I didn't know how I survived the rest of the bus ride to the hotel, but later I would suspect it was from being in shock.I just had my virginity taken by Kenneth, my college's star quarterback while riding on a crowded bus. When he had "finished" with me, I eased off his lap, wedging myself between him and another football player. Kenneth had let me go, but kept a muscled arm around me in the pretense of cuddling.I could feel the slickness between my legs from Kenneth's cum. And the deep-seated ache inside me.As I came out of my daze, I realized the other player I was now wedged against was openly making out with my best friend on the team, June. June was leaned back against the window of the bus while another football player mauled my neck and face. June seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the attention.I was shocked to see the player's hand had also peeled up June's cheer top, so far that I saw a flash of June's erect nipple being pinched between his thick fingers.Whoa, I thought.
Kenneth seemed to enjoy being as deep as possible, even if it meant I couldn't breathe. He hit the back of my throat again and again and I wriggled, my eyes watering as I tried to take all of him in without gagging. Then he let me slide back along his length and I sucked air through my nose gratefully. Then he grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me down on his dick and held my there.stars danced in front of my eyes. My instinct was to bite--but an even greater instinct told me that would be even more dangerous.What didn't make sense was how the musky taste of Kenneth in my mouth and his hands running all over my body were making my body respond. I'd never felt like this: so hot, so sensitive.As focused as I was on staying conscious, I was only partly aware when the bed moved with the weight of another person."Ughmph!" I moaned, my eyes rolling up to Kenneth, begging him to let me breathe.Finally, he relented, and I jerked away from him gasping. My saliva coated my chin and
The next day, Mike had wasted himself with so many bottles of alcohol. He barely got to sleep the previous night. The only person who was on his mind was Jennifer. Till this moment, no one had called him to pass information about where she could possibly be. What hurt him the most was the thought of how badly she would be hurting because of what she had seen. Knowing that she was hurt made Mike beat himself even more. He was on the floor in his living room when a lady walked in. It was his mother. He was too wasted on alcohol to even get up to his feet. The mother, on seeing the condition of her son, felt completely washed away and heartbroken. She had no idea Jennifer meant the world to her son. “Oh God! Mike, what have you done to yourself, son?” She dropped her bag and rushed to her son. She snatched the bottle he was going to shove into his mouth. “Stop it, Mike!” Mike sobbed. “She's hurt, mom. Jennifer has left ne, mom. Are you happy now? You never wanted her to stay.
Mike froze in the act. His cock was still stuck in the vagina while he stared at Jennifer with dilated iris. The least thing he expected was to have Jennifer walk in when he was in the act. “Ho..honey,” he struggled to say a word. Vicky pushed him off her and staggered to her feet. “Sis…you are..you are back.” Jennifer was staring at them wildly in disbelief. Vicky had one of her boobs looking out through one of the open buttons of the shirt she was wearing. “How long has this been going on?” Jennifer asked with tears clogging up her throat. Mike's cock was still standing as he clasped his hands together to plead with Jennifer. “Babe, I.. I can explain,” he stuttered. When he tried to touch her, she landed a resounding slap on his cheek. “Don't touch me!!” She yelled. Tears rolled from her eyes. Not even in her wildest dreams could she have imagined that her own sister would have sex with her husband. “You…”she said, pointing at Vicky. “You snake, I gave you eve
The moment she returned to her hotel room that night, she sat on the ground and almost cried her heart out. At least, Mike's mother would no longer have a reason to despise her. She was finally pregnant after years of being married to Mike. An hour passed into the night and she finally got a hold of herself. She would call Mike and share the sweet news with him. She opened her purse and grabbed her phone. Still trying to snuff out the last trace of tears in her tone, she hit the dial icon. One ring…two rings…three rings… Then, the electronic voice spoke. “The number you are calling is not available at the moment.” She called again and again. But the response was the same. Mike was not taking any of her calls. It was already a couple of minutes to ten in the night. There was a probability he was already asleep. Though, Mike was not the type to sleep early. He must have had a stressful day. She concluded. The bell in her hotel room rang. Someone was out there. She got to the doo
Vicky could feel the fullness of his cock inside her. Mike was a monster. Not only was he long down there, but that he had enough girth too. Slowly, he pulled out of her. The helpless lady looked at him with the look that said he should put it back in. But he didn't do so. He simply used it to flog the areas of her vagina, making her more wet than she already was. He pressed on the clit button with his cock, making Vicky go wild. Her eyes were literally turning. “Are you ready for me?” He asked. Vicky wanted to curse him. She was more than ready. “Yes, yes,” she replied in a helpless manner. Mike then grabbed her waist so tightly and slowly put his cock in till it was swallowed entirely. Then, he brought it out again. The in and out movement turned into a slow and steady thrust. Gradually, he increased his pace. What started slowly was now fast and soon rough. The sound of flesh slamming against another soon filled the entire room. After a good while of quick thrusts, he s
The kiss became so passionate and they started breathing heavily. He pinned her on the wardrobe and kept kissing her. “Did you really think I would let you go so easily?” He asked as he pulled away. Vicky always wanted to feel his lips on hers. But at the time, she didn't know what to think. She already gave up. She felt Mike was just not going to come around. But he did! “I—” Mike didn't give her the chance to speak. He locked her lips again. This time, his hands were running through her entire body. The lady had already put on a dress. It was obvious she was getting ready to leave when Mike made the decision to act. He stopped kissing again and helped her take the dress off. His eyes absorbed the creature before him. He placed his head in between her boobs and let himself get drowned in the moment. Then, he carried her and dropped her on the bed. Vicky lay there like a test material. She had no idea what Mike was thinking of doing to her. All she could do was anticipate
The towel descended through the length of her body and fell on the ground. She was naked. Mike was completely swept off his feet. He found himself struggling to say a word. There was a lump in his throat. Vicky looked even better than the pictures she had sent to him. With every moment that slipped by, it only became more difficult to resist her. His eyes traveled through her body, scanning every detail as they journeyed from her hair to her toes. The boobs were impeccably built— slightly bent due to the weight. The alveolar area of her breast was large enough, an indication that she was incredibly sensitive around that area. Her nipples were surprisingly pointed and looked enticingly beautiful. “Vi..vi.. Vicky,” Mike stuttered. “What…what do you think you are doing?” Vicky smiled at him. “What does it look like to you? Do you like what you see?” Oh yes, he did. Not long ago, he was fuming. But at the moment, he had no idea what was going on inside him. The anger was there. How
Right in the presence of everyone, his mouth flew open once again. His cock became really hard in the boardroom. What his heart desired to see for so long was already there. All those times Vicky paraded before him, all he could do was imagine what would be beyond the skimpy dresses. He was finally staring at her naked body. Oh damn it!! Vicky was damn too hot. Mike found himself salivating without knowing it. He had been enchanted by her. “Mr Mike, are you okay?” One of the board members asked him. But Mike was not okay. Beyond being okay, he was lost completely. He found himself moping stupidly at the nudity of his own sister-in-law! Get hold of yourself, Mike! “Mike?” Another person tried to call his attention. But Mike was lost. He was obviously not listening to them. He was only brought back to his senses when one of them slapped his hands on the table. Mike was jolted from his lost state. But his hand had already gone down to his cock. It was furiously waging war a
Vicky was throwing both legs effortlessly through the mini black dress she was wearing. It barely covered her private areas and perched on her thighs. The design was in such a way that her cleavages were out there. Mike was struck by her presence. His mouth was suddenly agape and the words were held back in his throat. “Babe,” Jennifer called him. “Are you still there?” The married dude was lost. He couldn't help himself. Vicky looked incredibly attractive for him to be able to resist her. “Honey? Are you there?” Jennifer asked again. “Yes, yes,” he responded in a disoriented manner. “Is something wrong? You seem distracted.” “Uhm… yes. I mean no.” Jennifer sighed. “What is it?” Vicky got to the table and dropped the bag she was carrying. “Is that Jennifer?” She asked suddenly and loudly. Mike's eyes dilated. What was she trying to achieve by announcing her presence to Jennifer? “Babe, I heard Vicky's voice just now. Is she there with you?” Before Mike could gi
The next morning, Mike made the decision to resume work. Being the owner of his own business, he had taken some time off from work to have fun with his wife, Jennifer. But then, things were not going the way he thought. Jennifer had traveled and he had a tempting desire to sleep with his own sister-in-law. To even think he would be in this position was driving him crazy. And yes, the only way for him to cut down time spent with her, was to resume work. At seven o'clock in the morning, he was already dressed and ready to dive into the activities of the day. He was wearing a well ironed shirt that he tucked into his pair of black pants, a shiny Italian shoe and a matching black jacket. He was good to go. He was about to leave when his phone rang. It was his mom. “Hello, mom,” he said as he slid the green icon. “Good morning.” His greeting was replied with a rebuke. “What is good about this morning?” His mom asked. “Hold your greeting. I don't need it.” He stroked his f