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College Pals

By: Lucky Mann



Joan was a petite, 19-year-old, brunette. She was 5'2," and her body was accented by breasts and hips that were just large enough to give her some very nice curves. She had very little body fat, and her belly was soft but flat. She usually wore her hair in a style that framed her face in a soft oval. Joan was not a glamorous beauty, but, she presented an appearance that was deliciously cute. On top of her appearance, Joan had a very sweet personality to go with it. 

Unbeknownst to Joan, she had played a staring roll in the wet dreams of almost every boy who knew her in high school. She had dated a few of the luckier boys, while the rest had merely drooled over their thoughts of Joan. 

Bill, also 19, was a very good athlete, and he had played sports through high school. He was 5'11" and weighed 210 pounds. He kept his light brown hair cut short and neatly combed. Bill had kept his solid body in excellent condition during the summer following high school graduation. When he enrolled in college, the football and basketball coaches had both been disappointed. Bill didn't even tried out for their teams. 

Unfortunately for Bill, he had not been one of Joan's boyfriends. They had always been friendly towards one another all through high school, but they had never been on a date with each other. Even though Bill frequently wanted to get to know Joan on a more personal level, one, or the other, always seemed to have something going with someone else. 

Joan and Bill had many things in common though. They had known each other since they had been in the 8th grade. They had hung out with the same group of friends through high school. Both were good students, and had known early in their Junior year they would be going to the same state university. 

Early in their Senior year of high school, Joan and Bill had applied to, and were accepted by the state university several hundred miles from their home town. Their acceptance was dependent on high school graduation, of course. As resident college freshmen, they would be away from home and on their own for the first time. Though they were very good high school students, Joan and Bill had promised to help and support each other at college if either needed it. 

Within a week after the start of their college classes, both Joan and Bill realized they needed that help. Bill was strong in math and the sciences. Joan excelled in English and had wonderful writing skills. Their skills and weaknesses complimented each other. They were soon studying together almost every night. 

The study sessions were held in Joan's dorm room. Her room afforded much roomier comfort than Bill's did. Bill shared his very small dormitory accommodations with a roommate. It was little more than one room with a bathroom at the end of the hall. 

Joan, on the other hand, had a small apartment to her self. It consisted of a small living room, a bedroom with two twin beds, and a bathroom. She was supposed to have had a roommate. However, the prospective roommate had gotten ill just prior to the beginning of classes, and she still hadn't arrived on campus. 

As Bill and Joan studied together, their personal relationship gradually changed. They were slowly growing closer. What had started out as two friends helping each other with homework, had grown to become something more. After several weeks, their study sessions had begun to be interrupted by periods of playful teasing, prodding, hugging, and quick gentle kisses on their cheeks. In addition to their homework sessions, they spent most of their free time together. 

One chilly Friday evening, Bill arrived at Joan's room carrying, along with his books, a college student's basic survival needs, a pizza and a cheap bottle of wine. 

He said, "We've been working hard on school work. Since we don't have class until Monday, how about helping me with this pizza and wine. We can study tomorrow night."

With a smile spreading widely over her face, Joan agreed. They had been working very hard since the start of classes, and their good test scores reflected that work. So, she too felt they deserved a break. 

Joan put her books away and turned on her TV. She and Bill settled on the couch to watch TV and eat. As they ate the pizza and drank the wine, they became playful with each other, as they usually did. Then, as they finished the last of the wine, Joan laid her head on Bill's shoulder and settled in to watch a movie that had just started on TV. 

With his left arm around Joan's shoulders, Bill gently pulled her toward him and tried to kiss her cheek. 

This time, however, Joan resisted, briefly. She turned her head to face him. Instead of the playful peck they usually shared, she gave him a passionate, lip to lip, tongue darting, open mouth, extended lip lock. 

As they breathlessly broke the kiss, both Bill and Joan gazed into each other's eyes. Something had just changed between them. Bill scooted to the end of the couch, turned Joan so her back was toward him, and gently laid her in his lap. She offered no resistance. Joan, her neck and head cradled in Bill's right arm, smiled up at him. He was gazing into her bright hazel eyes. Bill wrapped his left arm around Joan's waist and, withhis right arm, pulled her face toward his. They kissed again. Only this time, they kissed with a passion neither had known before. 

Both knew their relationship was rapidly changing. No longer would they be just friends and study partners. They were becoming much more. 

As they broke their kiss, Bill hugged her and softly said, "I've been wanting to do that for years, but you always seemed to have a boyfriend."

"Oh, I wish you had asked me out, I've had a crush on you since we were in the 9th grade. I was so jealous of the girls you dated." Joan softly replied. "Now, kiss me like you mean it." 

Bill again pulled her toward him and gave her the most sensual kiss he knew how to give. Their tongues explored each others mouths as he held her upper body tightly to his. His left hand had slid under her sweatshirt and was rubbing her back. 

When he started nuzzling her neck and ears, she made soft mewing sounds. She was purring like a kitten. A quiet gasp escaped from Joan's throat when Bill slid his hand around her body and cupped her right breast. 

She wasn't wearing a bra. Due to her petite size, she didn't need one. She seldom wore a bra when not going out in public. 

Her nipples had already hardened into small hard pebbles. When Bill gently pinched them, a audible groan came from Joan. She raised her chest toward Bill's hand. She whispered to him, "Let's go to the bedroom. We'll have more room in there." 

Joan started to sit up, but Bill held her firmly to his chest. He slid his left arm under her legs and, holding her tightly, stood up. As he carried her toward her bedroom, Joan wrapped her arms around Bill's neck and shoulders and kissed him passionately. When they reached Joan's bedroom, Bill gently sat her on the edge of her small bed. 

Joan raised her arms as Bill pulled the bottom of her sweatshirt up. Even without a bra, her smallish breasts stood firmly out from her chest. Though her tits were small, they were an adequate handful. Her hard nipples, protruding prominently from her breasts, seemed to be begging to be sucked. And, that's just what Bill did. 

Dropping to his knees, Bill proceeded to kiss, lick, suck, and gently nip all over both of Joan's tits. As his mouth worked on one boob, his hand kneaded and pinched the other. 

Joan was continuously moaning. With her eyes closed, she had her head tossed back and rolling from side to side. With both hands, she was firmly holding Bill's head to her chest. 

As Joan laid back on the bed, Bill removed his shirt and pants, and slid in next to her. When he returned his attentions to her chest, Joan again pulled his head tightly to her. Bill lavished attention on Joan's chest until she nudged his hand toward her stomach. 

He slowly slid his right hand down her belly to her jeans' waistband. With a quick snap and zip, he gained access to her panty covered crotch. When he put his thumb under the left side of her jeans' waistband, Joan did the same on the right side. A quick push and a few kicks, and Joan's jeans flew through the air to the floor. 

Bill and Joan were thinking similar thoughts. Their long held dreams and desires for each other were about to come to pass. Neither of them wanted to hurry. Both wanted this night to last as long as possible. 

As Bill cradled Joan in his right arm, his mouth continued to minister to her tits, and he stroked her panty covered pussy with his left hand. Joan's pubic hair was nearly as soft as that on her head. Bill enjoyed gently stroking it through her panties like a beloved kitten. The results were much the same a stroking a kitten. Joan seemed to be continuously softly purring. 

Slowly, Joan spread her legs giving Bill easier access to her pussy. As Bill rubbed up and down Joan's slit, her panties rapidly became soaked with her natural lubricating juices. 

Pulling her panties aside, Bill stroked Joan's extremely wet pussy. Gently spreading her outer lips, he slowly inserted a finger in her love hole. As he stroked in and out of her hot box, a second finger soon joined the first. 

Joan's moaning became louder as she began to loose control. An orgasm was rapidly building. 

In the mean time, Joan had reached down and found Bill's already hardened cock. Slowly at first, she began giving it long gentle strokes. As she became more and more excited, her grip on Bill's manhood tightened, and the speed of her stroking increased. 

"Please, honey, I want you. Make love to me, now." Joan was almost begging. 

Bill needed no further encouragement. He quickly removed her drenched panties and his own underwear. Gently, he climbed onto Joan and positioned his rock hard cock at the entrance to her drenched pussy. With a short thrust, Bill's cock head spread Joan's outer lips and popped into the entrance of her hungry hole. Pausing only briefly, with one slow, smooth, stroke, Bill tenderly fed his entire length into Joan. 

As he fully entered her, Joan gasped, raised her knees, and wrapped her legs around Bill's waist. Once Bill was fully buried in Joan, they stayed locked together like that for what seemed like several minutes. Both were happy just to enjoy the feeling of each other's body. Neither of them wanted to hurry the moment, or the feeling. 

Joan was not a virgin, but she had only been with a couple of lovers prior to Bill. However, Bill was, by far, the biggest man she had been with. She was amazed at how Bill made her pussy feel so full. 

Bill too had only consummated a couple of previous intimate encounters. He relished in the way Joan's tight, hot, pussy seemed to be hugging his cock's entire length. He felt as though his manhood was snugly wrapped in wet, warm, velvet. 

Slowly at first, Bill began stroking in and out of Joan's tight pussy. With each pull back, she relaxed her leg's grip on his waist, and he pulled almost out of her hole. As he slid back in, she tightened her leg's grip and pulled him into her as deeply as possible. Even though they were moving slowly, those full strokes had them both nearing orgasm in a very short time. Several times, as he neared his eruption, Bill stopped stroking and held still, deep in Joan.

After a while, even holding still was not going to further delay Bill's inevitable climax. 

"Baby, I'm about to cum!" Bill breathlessly said. 

"Me too! Give it to me, Honey." Joan gasped. 

Bill rapidly increased the speed and force of his thrusts. 

Joan released her legs from around his waist, brought her knees to her chest, and hugged Bill tightly around his neck. She cried. "I'm cuming, Honey. Hammer me!" 

Bill did just that. With rapid, hard, thrusts, he rammed deeply and repeatedly into Joan. Then, with one last hard thrust, he buried his cock deep into Joan's hot depths. While passionately kissing Joan, Bill pumped his large load of cum deep into her hungry hole. 

Remaining locked together, they began to relax. Joan slowly lowered her feet to the bed. She kept her knees raised to help Bill stay in as long as possible. Bill continued to lay on, and in, her for some time. 

In that position, they cuddled and talked until Bill softened and was no longer capable of staying in Joan. Only then, did Bill roll off Joan and pull her tightly to his chest. They continued to cuddle and talk for quite a while. 

After a while, Joan asked Bill if he wanted to take a shower with her. 

"Of course!" He replied.

Joan got out of bed first, and headed for her bathroom. 

As Bill watched her walk away, he thought to himself, 'Even her little ass is cute'. With that thought, he jumped out of bed and followed her to the shower. 

As Joan bent into the shower to adjust the water temperature, Bill gently patted her ass. When she got the water to her liking, Joan stepped in, and Bill immediately followed. 

They sensually soaped and scrubbed every inch of each other's body. The soap made their bodies slippery and arousing. It didn't take long for both of them to become stimulated again. When they were both covered with soap suds, they hugged each other tightly. As the warm water streamed over them, the soap was rinsed off. 

Bill pushed Joan's back against the shower wall, leaned against her, bent over, and firmly kissed her. Then, reaching down, he grabbed a cheek of her ass in each hand, and lifted her until they were face to face. Another long passionate kiss, and he began lowering her. 

She didn't quite make it to the shower floor, however. As she slid down Bill's body, she felt her pussy being entered by his again fully erect shaft. 

With a big grin, she said, "Oh baby, again?"

"If you like." Bill said.

"I like! Oh yes, I like. Do me again!"

As Bill continued to lower her, Joan raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She also wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders. 

With his strong upper body, Bill was easily able to maneuver Joan's small frame. He continued lowering her until her pussy was fully impaled on his ridged spear. When he had fully lowered her onto his cock, still firmly holding her ass, he raised her up again. Just as his cock's head was all that remained in her, Bill again lowered Joan onto his manhood. After several long slow strokes like that, he began increasing the speed of Joan's impaling. He was soon rapidly bouncing her on his hard-on. 

Joan tried to speak with each impaling stroke, but could only get out one syllable at a time. "Oh-ba-by! Do-me-hard-er. Yes! Yes! Oh, yes! I'm-cum-ing!"

Just a few seconds later, Bill shoved her body down hard on his cock. As he firmly held his cock in her depths, he pumped another load of cum deep in Joan's love hole. 

As their orgasms subsided, Joan was exhausted. She had released her grip on Bill's neck. Her arms and legs hung limply at her side, and she leaned against the shower wall. However, she was still well off the shower's floor. She was still suspended on Bill's cock. He was still hard, and he still had her impaled. They both laughed as he kissed her, gently raised her off his cock, and lowered her to the shower floor.

After a quick rinse, they returned to her bed, and cuddled until the fell asleep. They slept in the nude, and enjoyed one of the best night's sleep of their young lives. It would be the first of many more to come. 

Bill and Joan knew their relationship was forever different. Both sensed their first night of tender, loving, sex had begun what would turn out to be a long and loving relationship. 

College Panty Party



I've always had more female friends than male friends, and for a while, in college, I was part of a small clique of beautiful girls. There was one girl, Jennifer, who was my closest friend in that group, and we would all gather in her room to watch our favorite TV show every week, all lying on her bed, which was just a mattress on the floor. I was always extremely turned on whenever this happened, especially if I was in the middle, but even though I fantasized about the situation turning to sex, I never imagined it ever would.

One of the nights that we got together, after the TV was turned off, no one got up from the bed. We laid back and talked for a while, and finally this one girl, Stacy, who had a marvelous bottom, probably because she liked to ride horses, asked everyone, out of the blue, "What kind of panties are you wearing?"

One of the girls, a very cute Korean girl named Cindy, said to her, "Who are you talking to?"

She responded, "All of you."

I said, jokingly, "Even me?"

"Yes," she said. "Even you. Haven't you ever heard of VPL?"

I could feel my face flush deep red, and it was either the previous comment, or my blushing, that made the three girls laugh.

Jen stood up, and for some reason stood in front of me. This should have indicated to me that the other three had planned this ahead of time. She didn't strip for me. She simply took off her shirt, exposing a very sexy satin bra, with lace at the edges, and then took off her jeans, exposing her beautiful pink satin panties.

Stacy said simply, "Pink."

Jen, who was now in her underwear, asked Stacy to scoot over, and she climbed down next to me, and pressed her body against me.

Cindy took her turn next, and stood up, making sure to be right in front of me. She then played with her blouse a little bit, and then slowly unbuttoned it, so that little by little, I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. In a way, this was a let-down, but in another way--probably the way most men would feel--it was stunning to see her naked breasts, with their sharp nipples, and small areola. Her breasts were larger than they had always seemed to me. She next undid her slacks, and played with me a bit, showing me peeks of her white silk panties, before suddenly pulling them off her tight body. She stood in front of me for a while, letting me soak in the image of her in just her panties, then she climbed down on the other side of me, and pressed her body just as tightly against mine as Jennifer had.

Stacy said to the group, "White." She then took her turn, and stood in front of me. She seemed so eager to get out of her clothes, that her white men's t-shirt and tight beige slacks were off in an instant. Her panties and bra were both made of pink silk. Her bikini panties had lace around the edges, and a little bow at the top of the front panel.

Being naturally shy, I was unwilling to assume that this was anything other than a show. I closed my eyes, and let the feeling of these two beautiful girls, in their panties, pressed against me on either side, fill me with satisfaction. Cindy laughed a bit, and suddenly the other two laughed as well. It was obvious why: I was very hard, and it was visible.

In the back of my mind, I had been dreading my own turn in this show, and was hoping that it wouldn't come to that. Unfortunately, it wasn't meant to be. All three insisted that I stand up and strip down to my panties. Stupidly, I told them that I wasn't wearing panties, I was wearing boxers, and that I was not going to take off my clothes.

Jen said to me, "We know you wear panties."

I continued to insist that I didn't.

"Don't you realize," said Cindy, "that it's fairly obvious?"

I laid there for a while, with no one speaking, and finally said, in a meek voice, "Do I really have to strip for you?"

They all said "yes"--almost in unison.

I couldn't stand up. They finally pushed me up, and I found myself standing in front of them. I felt differently once I was standing up. It suddenly seemed as if this was my best chance of living out my fantasies.

Very hesitatingly, I took off my shirt. I wasn't teasing them, but it took a long time to get up the courage to take it off. It took almost too much courage to unbutton and unzip my khakis, but I was able to, and as soon as they caught a glimpse of black satin, they all began to laugh, but not in a mean-spirited way. They didn't seem to mind.

Emboldened by this, I took my khakis completely off, and stood in front of them, wearing nothing but a pair of black satin panties. My erection was pushing as hard as it could against the fabric. Jen said to me, "Come on. Lay back down with us."

It felt very different now to lay between two of them. My entire body was naked, except for my panties, and when I got back inbetween them, I suddenly felt more turned on than I ever had before. Skin was against skin; silk was against silk. Jen turned my head toward her, and began to kiss me, deeply and slowly. I soon felt Cindy's hand, turning my head toward her. She too began to kiss me. I thought I was going to come at any second, but for some reason I held off. It was an odd foursome, because Stacy was left out. She wasn't left out for long. She stood up, and then lowered herself on to me, so that I was completely surrounded by my beautiful friends. They took turns kissing me, and when one girl was kissing me, the other two would stroke my body, being careful not to touch my panties, since they knew as well as I did that doing so would make me come.

Stacy finally ended the kissing session by saying, "Let's get all our panties together."

The kissing really was over. The three of them stood up. Jen went to her panty drawer, and pulled out all her panties. The other two put their clothes back on, and went back to their own dorm rooms, which were right next to Jen's room. They didn't take long. They were both back in a couple minutes, one carrying a large gift bag, and one carrying a book bag. I was still laying down, as the feeling of suddenly being parted from them was making me feel miserable. It had felt so good to have them on all sides of me. I wasn't going to be disappointed for very long, though. Each of my three friends took turns dumping all their panties on top of me.

These were girls that really loved buying panties, as it seemed, since I was covered from head to toe in silk and satin. Stacy and Cindy made short work of getting their clothes back off, and while this was happening, Jen laid down beside me, rubbing my body through the layer of panties. Stacy and Cindy watched with fascination as she did this. Stacy finally said to everyone, "Choose your favorite. Let's change."

This included me. First the three of them searched over the top of my body for a good pair to wear (no doubt making sure not to pick a pair of their own), and then Stacy and Cindy lent me their hands, and pulled me up, the panties sloughing off my body. It was my turn. I found a perfect pair of worn purple panties, ones that had obviously been bought a while ago, and very meekly stepped out of my own panties, and into the new ones. I was so incredibly hard, and my penis was jerking from the tension. Jen said to the other two girls, "I think we're being unfair. Let's see if we can let him release his come."

Before I could think about what she had said, all three of them pushed me onto the mattress, and then all got down on their hands and knees--partly off the bed--at the level of my panties. Cindy pulled my stiff penis out of my panties (or rather, one of their own panties), and she put it into her mouth. Stacy and Jen took their time to each take a pair of silk panties, and rub them against my balls, and against my asshole. They also kissed me on the hips, or the tops of my thighs. Soon Cindy gave way to Stacy, who pulled my penis out of Cindy's mouth, and into her own. Stacy was really much better at giving head than Cindy was. I was breathless, and my heart was beating like crazy. I suddenly remembered our TV show, and all the times I had masturbated to mental scenes that weren't nearly as hot as the real life I was experiencing. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before, and in fact I had believed up to that point that this sort of thing was meant for other people, or restricted to the pages of erotic fiction or letters sent in to porn mags.

Jen took my penis in her mouth, and it was the mouth that I loved more than any other. She was one of my best friends, but she was also extraordinarily beautiful, and I had always longed for her mouth. It wasn't long before I was ready to come. I whispered this, barely able to speak, and she took my penis out of her mouth, and pumped it with her hand, while five hands rubbed panties on my body. I knew what she wanted, and I was in no position to do otherwise. I shot my come all over her face. She smiled as each warm spurt hit her, on the cheek, or on the lips.

I was exhausted suddenly, and laid down, still able to see the other three. Stacy and Cindy did something rather unexpected. They began to kiss and lick Jen on her face, until all the come had been cleaned off her.

Normally, when I have sex, I get very tired afterward, and rather disinterested in any more. This was not the case that night. I came vigorously, but stayed hard. They all noticed this, and seemed to purr between themselves. Jen smiled at me, and then climbed on top of me, my penis still out of my panties. She pulled her panties to one side, and guided me inside of her. Her pussy was tight, but also very wet, and I slid in with no problem. I had never imagined actually making love to Jennifer, but it was happening. She kissed me passionately, as she moved up and down on top of my erection, and my hands found her breasts, and undid her bra. She leaned forward, and I was able to take first one breast, then the other, in my mouth. I first licked, then gently bit down on her nipples. I also reached down to her clitoris, and massaged around it, without touching it, in order to bring her to orgasm. She began to really pump me, and as my penis slid up and down inside her, where she was so warm and wet, I realized I was going to come again. Luckily, she started to come first, and the feeling of her vagina contracting caused me to come inside her at the same time that she came on top of me.

This time, I couldn't stay hard. Jen tucked my penis back inside my panties, and then suggested that we all sleep on her mattress. I was still lying down. Jen took up her former position on one side of me, Cindy on the other, and Stacy again climbed on top of me. It was the perfect thing to do, after I had come so hard two times in a row. I basked in my post-coital glow, and the feeling of being surrounded by my beautiful friends. We were all in nothing but panties, and it was strange feeling three pairs of breasts up against my skin--although this paled in comparison to the feeling of their panties either against my outer thighs, or grinding into my own panties, as Stacy's were.

We did fall asleep, and when I awoke, Jen was still sleeping beside me, and Cindy and Stacy were gone. They hadn't forgotten that night though, or tried to make it a one-off thing. Since we were already friends, it only made sense that we would begin a four-way relationship. It ended up lasting for about a year and a half, which is pretty good considering the dynamics of such an arrangement. We made love at every opportunity during that time, either with one or two, or sometimes all three. They all made sure that I wore panties every day, and never my own, but one of theirs. They also liked to wear each others' panties, and there were many long nights where I would find myself, at some point, watching two or three of them having sex, while I lay next to them in my panties. Jen and I had the closest relationship, and it was Jen who stayed with me after the foursome broke up. She ended up developing a fetish for men in panties, and so our sex was always hot. She and I went on many buying sprees, and on occasion she would openly tell the sales clerk at the lingerie store that the panties were for me. (This actually became convenient, because after a while, every woman working at that particular store knew I wore panties, knew my size, and my preferences.)

Jen and I were engaged for a while, but it didn't work out. I wish that I still had her today, but I have a lot of great memories of being with her. I also love to think about that year and a half when I had three girlfriends, and foursomes were common. I can't think of that college now without thinking of satin and lace, and the feel of their beautiful bodies against me.



College Panty Tour



I was a senior in high school enjoying the life of a naive kid, but one who didn't have much experience with girls. I wasn't ugly. I was more of the somewhat innocent asian kid who was a little too shy for his own good. I had a couple of very forgettable experiences with girls, and just hoped they wouldn't tell people how lame I was in bed. I was convinced, however, that going to college would somehow make me an incredible lover because I would be going to parties where there was all kinds of freaky things going on. I guess I watch too many movies. I was, however, at the point where I needed to commit to a college when my older sister, Lindsay, called home. 

My sister and I weren't extremely close. She's 2 years older than me and like a lot of asian girls, had mostly asian girlfriends that me and my friends were always trying to check out (now that I think about it, my friends were checking out my sister). Lindsay was one of those girls that was not only smart and proper, but also very social. She didn't have any serious boyfriends in high school because since she prioritized her schoolwork and her friends above boys. 

I didn't really miss her when she went away to school because she only went to a nearby state school and she would often come home on weekends. By my senior year of high school, though, she started talking to me more and asking where I was going to college and, in general, being more friendly to me. She asked if I had considered going to the same college she was at, and I told her I was leaning towards someplace else.

"What's wrong with coming to Irvine?" Lindsay asked.

"I don't know, it just doesn't seem to be a right fit for me. Besides you're already going there, and I think I should go somewhere else."

"What's the matter, you don't want your ol' sis to keep tabs on you? Think about it, though. You would enjoy it here, and I could help you meet new people."

"Really?"

"Of course. In fact, why don't you come down next weekend. I'll show you around and you'll get to see what college life is like here. Get here as early as you can on Friday, otherwise campus will be empty."

"I guess. Well, okay. I'll see you next Friday."

I couldn't wait to get down to Lindsay's campus. She was living in a 3 bedroom apartment with 2 of her friends. I didn't know them all, but I knew she was rooming with a girl named Christie, who I've been dying to meet since I've seen her in some of my sister's pictures. Lindsay would even talk about Christie to me, saying that she is perfect for a guy because she's so sweet, so cute, and just broke up with her boyfriend. I didn't care. She was hot. Once I saw Christie in that picture, I knew I had to meet her. I had no idea what I would say to her, but hey, I'd cross that bridge if I ever got to it.

Finally, Friday rolls around and I cut out of school really early. Lindsay lives in a fairly big apartment complex that has mostly college kids living there. Right away, I think this place could be a lot of fun, as I see college-aged kids walking everywhere. I finally navigate my way through the apartment maze and find my sister's apartment.

She opens the door, "Hey lil' bro!!!"

"Hi Lindsay"

"Welcome down! Let me show you around the apartment. I'm the only one here right now, but Christie should be back from working out soon. Oh, and you'll have to sleep on the couch, unless one of my roomies goes home for the weekend, then maybe you can sleep in their bed."

"No prob. The couch is fine for me."

There wasn't much to the tour of their apartment, until I got to see one of the bathrooms. "Here's the other bathroom," Lindsay says, "but I think you should just use mine since you are my brother and we shouldn't make them clean up after you."

"Again, not a problem"

"Oh, jeez. Christie needs to put these away" Lindsay says as she snatches a lacy pair of light, yellow panties from the towel rack and tries to hide them behind her back.

"Huh? What's that? Put what away?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? If it's nothing, then why are you trying to hide it?"

"Believe me, it's nothing. But since you want to know so badly, here" she says as she holds up the confiscated item.

"W w wow, is that what she wears?" I stammered

"Yes, and I told her to put them away before you got here. But since you're already here, and already seen them, I suppose it's no biggie" as she put them back on the towel rack.

"We gotta get going if you want to get a good tour of the campus, so get ready, and let's go" Lindsay comanded.

"Yes, ma'am"

The tour was fine, but all I could think about was getting back to the apartment to get a closer look at Christie's panties. I couldn't help myself, but feeling Christie's delicate panties was the only thing on my mind.

As soon as we hit the campus, Lindsay ran into a friend who asks her about a project they're working on. "Oh, shit," Lindsay says, "I totally forgot about our meeting!" She tossed me the apartment keys, and said she would meet me back there in a little while. What luck!! I raced back to the apartment, went straight to Christie's bathroom, and grabbed her panties that were waiting for me on the towel rack. I held them to my face, closed my eyes, and inhaled the sweetest aroma I had ever smelled. I got an immediate hard-on and quickly stripped my shorts and briefs off and started to rub my cock while Christie's panties lay on my face. I couldn't believe the one of the hottest girls I might ever meet had the delicious crotch of her panties laying gently on my face.

Suddenly, "Oh Fuck!!" I heard someone unlock the door. I quickly pulled my shorts back on, put the panties back to how I found them, and silently ran into my sister's bedroom.

It must have been Christie who came home because whoever it was went straight into the bathroom I just ran out of. Whew. That was a close call. I almost got caught with my hand on my dick and a pair of panties on my face. I chuckled and breathed a huge sigh of relief as I heard the shower start running. 

I laid down on my sister's bed and tried to relax, but I still couldn't get Christie out of my mind. And even just thinking about her started to send blood down into my groin. I tried to guess how long she would be in the shower and if I would have enough time to sneak into her room and search for a different pair of her underwear. I decided against it. I didn't want to get caught snooping in her room. 

Then I realized what an idiot I was. Here I am in my sister's room with a semi-hard cock and access to all of her underwear! I had seen some of her panties that she left behind at home while she went off to college, and let me tell you, they were nothing like what I had just had on my face. Now I was curious. What kind of panties did Lindsay wear now that she was away from home? I immediately went to her dresser and opened up the top drawer. Unbelievable! She had some sexy, satin thongs in a few colors but mostly bikini types. I grabbed a thong and couldn't believe my sister Lindsay would wear this! I tried to fold it the way I found it, but I'm sure I didn't since there was too much blood being pumped into my steel rod and none to my brain. 

And just when I thought my dick couldn't get any harder, I spotted her hamper in the closet with a pair of freshly worn bikini panties right on top. Now, keep in mind my sister is a good looking asian girl with a nice, slim body and a perky 32B rack. In fact, the panties she wears are the smallest women can buy, and I figured that out because I saw that some of her panties were size "L". Not grandma panties, children size.

I grabbed a pair of light blue, satin panties and held them to my face. These smelled better than Christie's. I ripped my shorts off (again) and started furiously stroking myself off. This time with a pair of my own sister's panties covering my face, and with her door wide open so I could hear when the shower stopped. 

Her aroma was heavenly, but I needed to taste her. The crotch of this pair of panties was slightly damp, so I could easily imagine it was my sister's beautiful, asian, pussy lips. I stopped pleasuring myself in order to hold my prized possession in front of my face with two hands. I then opened up the crotch to my face, closed my eyes, and slowly ran my tongue up and down as if I was licking my sister's pussy. That was too much. My cock went into spasms and my hot cum started shooting out in uncontrollable spurts. I came without touching myself, and I couldn't believe how good it felt. When I resumed stroking my cock, 5 more ropes of cum ejaculated out my body, with each shot feeling better than the one before. My body was twitching and I didn't know man could experience such pleasure.

When I caught my breath, I thought, "Oh Fuck!!!" I just shot semen all over my sister's bed! What the hell am I going to do now? 

Then suddenly I hear the bathroom door open. What?? Damn, I was so caught up with underwear that I didn't realize the shower stopped. I didn't know what to do, so I used the panties to clean off my rapidly shrinking cock, and then also used them to try and clean up Lindsay's bed. Sheez! There was sperm everywhere. There's no way she won't notice. I wished I had just unloaded in one spot, but it was all over the place. I am now in a panic as I can hear someone walking around (why the hell didn't I just close the door in the first place?) and my sister's room now smells like alfalfa sprouts. I finish wiping most of her bed and as I quickly toss the sperm-soaked evidence into her hamper, I hear, "Hi, you must be Lindsay's brother. I'm Christie."



College Party



During my Freshman year, I went to a college house party. It was your typical college party…a keg of beer, some mixed drinks with hard liquor, and loud music.

It seemed like it would be a typical night for Friday night for me. Kick back a few beers, get drunk, and hopefully hook up. It was becoming a typical Friday night until I saw Dawn across the room.

Dawn was hot and a true party girl! She looked to be about 5’5, 115 lbs, brown hair with blonde streaks. She was wearing this tight, little blue tank top, which showed off her nice, flat tummy, and hip hugger jeans. She was dancing on the table and was already drunk. Dawn was a true party girl.

As I walked closer, I noticed that Dawn was not wearing a bra and the tank top accentuated her 34b tits. There was a crowd of guys forming around Dawn and I was lucky enough to be one of the guys in the front. Dawn loved the attention. She started to tease us by lifting her shirt a little bit and then lowering it. The guys and I began chatting “Take it off! Take it off!” Whether it was the alcohol or the attention, Dawn was more than happy to oblige.

She slowly lifted off her shirt and threw it off to the side. She was completely topless and loving it. I do not know who enjoyed it more, Dawn, me, or the other guys. She began grabbing her 34b tits and pinching her nipples. This caused her nipples to become rock hard and look like the eraser at the end of a pencil. She leaned down to put her tits in my face and I sucked and licked her nipples. She did it to the guy next to me and the guy next to him. At least five (5) guys got to suck and lick her nipples. She wanted more and so did we.

She sat down on the table and removed her shoes. After taking off her shoes, she spread her legs and rubbed her pussy through her jeans. Dawn really knew had to work a crowd. When she stood up again, she unbutton her jeans, turned around and slowly lowered them. She lowered them past her blue thong and then raised them again. Like I said earlier, she knew hot to tease. She then lowered them past her ass, turned around, and slowly worked them all the way down to her feet. When she did, she kicked them away leaving her only in a blue thong.

She rubbed her pussy over her thong. One of the guys reached up and rubbed it, then another guy, and I finally did too. Her thong was soaking wet…I could only imagine how hot and wet it was inside her pussy. I looked at the guy next to me and gave him a nod. I went up to the right side of Dawn and grabbed her thigh and put my teeth on her side of her thong. The guy I nodded at, followed my lead. We slowly lowered Dawn’s blue thong with her teeth, leaving her completely nude.

Dawn began rubbing her clit and I slid my finger inside her dripping wet pussy. Another guy smacked her ass. Dawn pushed me and the other guy away and hopped down from the table. She said point blank “Whoever wants to be fucked and have their cocks sucked, follow me” She walked up the stairs bare ass naked and found an empty bedroom. Five guys including myself followed her into it. She climbed on the bed and got on all fours. She made direct eye contact with me and motioned her finger for me to come to her. 

Needless to say, I did it. She unzipped my pants and began sucking my cock. Another guy got behind her and began fucking her wet pussy from behind. She was a dynamo. She was able to suck me and get fucked at the same time. In between her moans, she smiled, looked directly into my eyes, and said “I love sucking your cock”. 

What a turn on! Upon hearing this, I came in her mouth and a little on her chin. When I zipped up, the next guy stuck his dick in to her willing mouth. 

The guy fucking her finally shot his load and the fourth (4th) guy immediately followed and began fucking her. Dawn was not only an exhibitionist, she was a nymphomaniac!

After sucking the 3rd guy for awhile, he pulled put and came all over Dawn’s face. She seemed to really enjoy it. As she was still continued to be fucked, she wiped it off the cum off her face with her fingers, and licked it all up. 

Finally, the 5th and final guy stepped up to the plate. He pulled out his cock and Dawn immediately began licking it. Meanwhile, the 4th guy shot his load inside her pussy. When the he finished, Dawn looked at the guy whose cock she was sucking and said “I want you to fuck my wet pussy.” He pulled her Dawn by her hair and said turn around. She obeyed and got on all fours facing way from him. He slid his hard cock into her sopping pussy and began ramming it hard. By the way Dawn was screaming and moaning, she loved it! She screamed “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” and so did they 5th guy. He pulled out his cock and shot his huge load all over her ass.

Then, Dawn turned around licked his cock clean. She got up from the bed, walked back down the stairs still buck naked and with her ass still covered in cum. She did not seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it.

She gathered her clothes and finally got dressed. Dawn then walked towards the door and looked at us and said “Thanks for a great night.” She was not the only one who had a great night!



College Party



 All characters mentioned are 21 or older.

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It was a party, or at least that is how it started out, but let me start from the beginning.

The first rule of being in college is that you have to have at least one party during your entire stay. So I had invited around ten of my closest friends. It was going to be small, maybe everyone could sit back, watch tv and drink. 

I made sure the house was perfect, spending all day cleaning it and buying chips, beer, whiskey, and just about every other type of alcohol that was legal. I threw covers on all of the furniture just in case someone had too much to drink. I had thought ahead so much that it never occurred to me that things may change.

The first person arrived around 5:30. The party wasn't supposed to start until around 9 but I could really use the help. I opened the door and immediately felt three things hit hard. The first was that I was completely underdressed, being in a throw on t-shirt and a messy pair of shorts. The second was my jaw hitting the floor. Standing before me was what my mind imagined female perfection would look like. Cammie had her hair let loose around her face, she had just enough make up on to try to cover any imperfections she thought she had, and topped it off with ruby red lipstick. She wore a very tight fitting strapless dress that clung to every inch of her body, and matching 4" heels. The third thing was a tightening in my jeans that I had to hide behind the door until her back was to me. 

"Hey Cammie! Thanks for coming early! I could really use the help." I said, giving her an embarrassed smile and trying to look into her deep brown eyes. She smiled back and it was as if the entire room lit up. "However I have to ask, why so dressed up?" 

"No problem Adrian, and this old thing?" She asked running her hands over her magnificent body. "I just had it lying around the house. Thought I would wear it tonight. That a problem?" She gave me a look that had less than honest intentions but I shrugged it off, trying to act decent.

"None at all. Come on. You can help me set the coffee table up."

We set to work, she was grabbing drinks and I was making chip bowls. Cammie was a 5'2 Asian girl, with DD breasts and a small but firm ass, who could be the closest thing I had to a best friend. We had known each other all through high school and she had always tried to hide her body. But here she was almost teasing me with it like a hungry wolf with a piece of meat dangling with in inches of it. She would stride past me, her dress going up ever so much to give me an amazing view of her thighs. I knew this was going to be a long hard night in more than one way.

We got everything set up in record time, and by 8:50 we were sitting on the couch already drinking and laughing. When everyone else started to arrive I began to feel incredibly overdressed. My body is nothing special. I have an average face, average hair, 5'7, and a fairly athletic build, with 8 inches below the waist. However that wasn't in question now. My appearance failed to even come close to the beauties walking through my door. Jamie was next to show up after Cammie. She wore a blue silk dress that showed off her cleavage amazingly. Then Brandi came in. She wore a red latex dress that made her already impressive rack seem impossible, having matured before her high school years, her breasts were E cups and her ass made the dress itself strain with every step. Kamryn showed up shortly after, and she was probably one of my favorites at the time, giving my hard on a well needed break. She wore a simple dress that came about to her knees and was, as I noticed, the only one so far that was wearing a bra. Next came Victoria, which was one of the most shocking. She was a Pentecostal girl who usually wore as much as possible. However know she was wearing what could be described as the sluttiest dress a Pentecostal could own. It came to her mid thigh and had a built-in push up bra that showed off cleavage I didn't know she had. Joanna, Kenzie, Rebecca, and Mallory came next, all wearing identical low cut dresses. And my final guest of the evening was Taylor. I almost laughed as I opened the door. She was wearing a cut up shirt and booty shorts that really showed off her body, but she, like most of the others, was not wearing a bra and her massive breasts pushed the shirt to its limit, not only showing her nipples through the material but also giving me a fair amount of under boob to enjoy.

I closed the door and turned back to my guest, eager to hear what they were discussing in my absence, when another knock came on the door. I counted everyone in the room and that was all that I had invited. I turned back around with a sigh, thinking it was one of the neighbors complaining about the noise already, which, when you have ten girls in one room, can get pretty loud. However, opening the door, I realized it was not one of my neighbors at all. Natalie stood in the doorway, not making eye contact with me, and had a fairly good reason for not doing so. Throughout most of my high school years she teased and tortured me. 

"I'm sorry. Cammie told me she was coming to your house and I thought i could use the excuse to get away from Vidalia for a change." She said in a small, quiet voice. Her hands were moving over the slit in her low cut dress, pulling it down more and I couldn't figure out if she was doing it intentionally or out of nervousness. I sighed again.

"You're already here and you look amazing so," I paused and she looked up at me eagerly, "come on in."

Now that entourage was complete and everyone was having a good time, I thought it may be the perfect opportunity to start the movie. "Okay! Everyone can I have your attention!" I yelled over the talking. Everyone hushed and I blushed as all eyes fell on me. "We need to decide on a movie. I'm impartial to Avengers but are there any other ideas?" 

The group looked around and most were agreeing with me until it got to Cammie.

"Why don't we watch one of your dirty movies Adrian?" She said, a wicked smile on her face. "I mean, we are all adults here and I for one am pretty drunk. Let's see what kind of shit he's into!" Brandi was the first to agree and soon all the girls were yelling their enthusiasm. My face turned even darker as I realized this was going to be unavoidable. I quieted them down and took a breath, calming my nerves.

"One movie. Then we watch an actual movie." The girls shouted with glee and began looking around my tv for the dirty things they wanted to watch. 

"Hey! Where's your porn?" Heather asked. A smile creeped onto my face. 

"It's hidden." I replied. "But let's play a game with it. The first one to find it gets to pick which one we watch." The girls looked around before Cammie stood up. 

"Okay. I'm in." One by one they began to stand up and announce they were for the game. I sat down and smiled at the 11 beautiful girls.

"Alright. There are rules though. You can't get any hints. All rooms are available to you for you to search. When you do find it, everyone has to help clean up the mess. And finally," I couldn't help but chuckle as I said the last rule, "you aren't allowed to kneel down to look. If it's too low down to see, you must bend over." I thought that would deter them but the girls nodded eagerly. "Okay then. First one to find it wins. Go."

They took off, tearing apart the house. I stood up and watched with what could almost be described as glee. No matter what room I went into, the girls that were searching there, no matter how far up they were originally looking when I came in, always found an excuse to search lower and bend over, giving me an amazing shot of their panties or, on the rare occasion I was standing in front of them, their impressive cleavage. 

After almost an hour of looking, I heard "I found it!" from a distant part of the house. My heart sank. I was actually having fun watching them search. We all ran to where the shout came from and found Taylor holding the box of my porn DVD's in the spare bathroom. "How about this one?" She said, a smile lighting up her face from her victory as she held up the DVD titled "Busty Babe Orgy." All the girls agreed and quickly set about putting the house back in order. Once done the girls all piled on the couch, leaving a spot in the middle between Natalie and Cammie. I squeezed in and found myself shoulder to shoulder with them. 

"Oh I'm sorry. Are you comfortable?" Cammie asked, looking truly concerned. Before I had time to answer, she looked at Natalie and said, "Natalie move your arm behind him." Once they did so, there was a shift on the couch and I felt both of their tits pressing against my arms. I was fine with it at this point due to the fact that I could cover up my raging boner with my hands by putting them in my lap. Taylor put the movie in and pressed play while Rebecca turned off the lights. All the girls began watching intently as the first scene began playing. It was a girl on girl scene that I had watched so many times that I had memorized every line. I looked around the room and saw that Bradi hand her hand softly circling her nipples. By the time the girls on the TV had climaxed all the girls circled around me were either twitching, stroking some part of their body, or just groping themselves. I knew what scene was next and as I watched, a guy was surrounded by beautiful huge breasted girls.

I heard a soft moan escape Cammie's lips and looked over to see her openly kneading her tits, however her eyes weren't watching the tv, but scanning the other girls around the room. Her eyes met mine and I quickly averted my gaze. I felt a hand on my thigh, slowly tracing up my shorts and looked over to see Natalie with her dress pulled up, rubbing herself through her red panties. My eyes followed up her body and as looked at her face, she kissed me hard.

At first I was shocked at the sudden attack but then all of the teasing and sexual frustration of the night began to be unleashed. I kissed Natalie back passionately, causing her to moan. I slipped my tongue into her mouth and it was met by hers. It was then that I realized what was happening. I broke the kiss and looked around.

All the girls were staring at me.

However, it wasn't disgust in their eyes. I saw ten beautiful women staring at me with pure lust in their eyes. 

Cammie grabbed my hand and placed it on one of her tits and I began to grope her as everyone watched. Taylor stood up and walked over to me, taking off her shirt in one fluid motion. Her giant tits resting high and defying gravity as they jiggled to a halt. I placed my free hand over Natalie's snatch and began rubbing her clit hard, releasing a torrent of juice and moans from her, my eyes never leaving Taylor's huge tits. Taylor sank to her knees in front of me and began to rub her tits up and down my leg slowly. I could feel how soft and firm they were as my cock began to rise to full mast. I looked over at Cammie and saw her hand had disappeared down her panties. My hand, reluctantly, left her ample bosom and grabbed her arm, gently pulling her out of her panties. I began to suck her fingers clean and saw her respond immediately by moaning loudly, her chest heaving, threatening to burst her dress open. 

I decided to leave her finger in my mouth and continued to suck it hard as all the others began to gather around me. Within seconds I was standing before them naked, my 8 inches saluting them. Mallory was the first to make a move toward it. She lick over my shaft once, making me moan quietly before she wrapped her small hand around my cock. Mallory began to move her hand slowly and expertly up and down my shaft. Heather came up to me next, as Mallory was jacking me off, sucking one of my balls into her mouth noisily. Brandi soon followed suit as she kneeled down in front of me and started slurping the head of my cock. I moaned loudly, in absolute heaven.

Eventually Mallory moved back and Bradi began to suck my cock hard, taking me to the base with no trouble at all. Her head began bobbing up and down. I looked around the room, taking in the site.

Natalie was in between Cammie's legs, making small bites and nibbles up and down her thighs while Rebecca sucked on her fingers and fondled both of their tits. Joanna had taken off her panties and sat on Cammie's face, grinding hard. Kenzie laid next to them, one hand on her pussy while the other was softly stroking up Cammie's thighs. Jamie, Kamryn, and Victoria were forming a line and eating each other out doggy style. 

I moaned loudly again and turned my attention down to see Brandi and Heather with their mouths around each side of my dick, their tongues licking the underside while their mouths moved in sync. I could feel my orgasm approaching and so could they as Heather moved in front of me, her tits pushed up and her mouth open as Bradi jacked off my wet cock. I bit my lip to keep from moaning too loud as I shot my cum all over the blonde beauty sitting in front of me. 

I thought I was finished for the moment until Brandi told me to lay down, her hand still jacking me off. She sucked the remaining cum out of me and I laid down on the floor. 

Cammie took the first opportunity and sat on my face. I clawed down her thighs and grabbed her ass hard as I began to eat her out, my cock still hard as a rock. I felt something hot envelope my dick Cammie moved up just long enough for me to see Taylor bouncing on me, her tits being held in place by the two hungry mouths of Mallory and Jamie. As Cammie lowered herself back onto me I looked up and realized that I couldn't see her face, only two massive orbs of flesh that swayed and slapped against themselves as she rode my face. As more people moved in I couldn't see anything due to the amount of titflesh that surrounded me. I felt two people grab my hands and I immediately felt two wet pussies. I fingered one while I rubbed the other's clit, not caring who was who. I could feel Taylor cumming over and over as I fucked her. 

Then I felt it. A sharp pain in my arm and my mind became fuzzy. "Holy shit it's working!" Kamryn said. "This should keep him hard and cumming like a horse all night!" 

I tried to talk but my mouth was muffled as someone else took their turn on my face. All I could do was moan as I pumped my cock into Taylor, feeling my orgasm coming again. She pulled off just in time and I immediately felt two globes of soft flesh around my dick and I came mercilessly, shooting more than I thought humanly possible. 

And that's how it went for hours. Each person took a turn riding my cock til I came then sitting on my face until they had cum more than a dozen times. The only way I could tell when the switched was by the taste and the feel of their pussies When they finally finished and I was able to see again, I looked around the room.

Every girl was now covered head to toe and cleaning cum off the others. Cammie sat down next to me, licking cum off of her fingers, and whispered in my ear "So same time next week?"



College Party Girl



"Hey, would you like to dance?" 

My first college party. Over a month into my freshman year of college, and this was my first party. It was at a senior student's penthouse apartment, just a few blocks away from the apartment I shared with my sister Kayli, adorned with expensive furniture and filled with dozens of students. 

I found myself standing next to a circle of cute girls that were drinking and giggling next to a table in the kitchen. I had asked a girl named Natasha, whose name was given to me by a friend. She was smoking hot, and drunk; her tight white T-shirt matched her white open-toe high heels, complimenting the feint orange glow of her tanned skin. She wasn't fat but had a little bit of meat on her bones: her dark blue jeans hugged her lovely thighs and round ass perfectly, her plump breasts nearly popped out of her shirt. 

"With you?" She looked me up and down with her gorgeous hazel eyes, tinged red from alcohol. "Definitely!" 

Her friends giggled and waved goodbye as she took my hand and led me to the "dance floor", which was actually just the living room with the couch pushed aside and a large sound system belting out club music from a nearby shelf. 

She wasted no time, immediately moving her body expertly to the beat of the song. I put my hands on her hips, moving along with her, intoxicated by her overpowering perfume. I tried to stop myself from getting hard but failed, her gorgeous ass grinding against my crotch making it impossible. 

Several hours later, after dancing and watching Natasha fill herself up with alcohol while I drank from the same beer can all night, the party came to a close. 

"All right everyone, listen up!" the owner of the apartment shouted. "I've gotta go to work tomorrow, so I want everyone out in fifteen minutes! Goodnight!" Chatter filled the room as everyone scrambled to find someone sober enough to drive them home. 

"Can you uh, take me home cutie? I'm a lil' drunk," Natasha asks me. 

"Of course. You can sleep at my place," I offer innocently. 

"Really? Thanks, you are so nice. What kinda car you got?" 

"A black '69 Camaro." "Wow! What are we waiting for then?" she exclaims and stumbles out the door, pulling me by the hand. We make it out to the parking lot and I point out my car. 

"Holy shit!" she screams. "Now this' a car!" I help her in and drive her back to my apartment, stealing glances at her incredible figure along the way. I open the door to my apartment and happily help her take off her high heels, catching her before she fell on her butt. 

"Nice place. Where's my bed?" she asks, stumbling across the living room. 

"In here." I open my bedroom door and help her onto the bed. 

"I can't sleep in jeans silly." She fumbles with her belt buckle and I help her, sliding off her pants to reveal her pink G-string and unbelievable legs, their golden hue matching the rest of her orgasmic body. Blood shoots into my penis and lust fills my mind, her beauty enchanting. "I'll be right back," I mutter. "Where ya goin?" she asks, to which I give no answer. 

I peek in Kayli's open door across the living room, making sure my sister is asleep before closing the door. I go back to my room and shut the door behind me, my raging hard on pushing against the zipper of my jeans. I quickly undo and drop my pants along with my underwear, my engorged member staring at her incredible body. 

"Hey, you don't sleep with pants either!" she says, giggling. I jump on top of her and straddle her waist, pulling her shirt off before she can resist. I rip her bra off and toss it on the floor, grabbing her wrists and pressing them down on the bed while I eagerly lick and suck on her pointed nipples. "Mmm, you like my boobies? I play with em all the time," she says in a daze. 

"Shh honey, be quiet and suck my cock," I order, moving forward over her chest, squeezing her shoulders with my knees. 

"Okay." She goes straight to work, wrapping her lush lips around my shaft, rolling her tongue around the head of my penis, sucking vigorously. I pull off my shirt and toss it aside as she flicks the tip of my dick with her tongue. I grab the back of her head and pull her into me, slowly inching my hips forward until her nose hits my crotch. Her lips part from my shaft as saliva pours onto my cock, her nails digging into my ass cheeks as she gags with my dick down her throat, her legs kicking while she struggles to breathe. 

I pull away and remove my swollen shaft from her mouth, letting her catch her breath while her spit drips off my red stick. I stick it back in right as she attempts to say something, pressing her nose into my neatly trimmed pubes, listening to her mumbled voice try to protest. I inch my hips back and forth, slowly gaining momentum, taking joy in the sound of her gagging with every thrust, my family jewels smacking her on the chin. 

"Open your mouth wide honey, that's it, take my big cock down your throat you sexy bitch," I jeer, thrusting my hips toward her head as fast as I can. She complies, her mouth wide open as thick streams of saliva pour out of her mouth and onto my shining shaft and her chest. The sound of her gurgling on her own spit melds into the sound of my cock hitting the back of her throat, her eyes closed tight in discomfort, her hands squeezing the backs of my thighs. Her rich brown hair slides between my fingers as I frantically fuck her face, a waterfall of saliva pouring down her chin, forming pools of spit on her chest. 

I pull out of her mouth, letting her head fall back on the pillow, a thick string of spittle connecting my tip to her lower lip. I rub my soaking wet head on her lovely orange cheeks as she gasps for air, her eyes watering. 

"Be a good girl and give it a kiss," I demand. She kisses my tip passionately, over and over as I grab my T-shirt and clean her face and chest off. 

I cradle her head in my hands and kiss her forehead, then gently kiss both of her closed eyelids, followed by her nose and cheeks. I run my tongue along the inside of her ear, lightly sucking and nibbling on her earlobe, then I do the same to her other ear, her breathing steady and already asleep, the alcohol taking its toll. 

I make my way to the end of the bed, marveling at her beautiful feet, breathing heavily on the side of her left foot, which bore a small tattoo of a red rose. I feel her smooth skin in my hands, her cute little toes pressed to my lips as my rod throbs. I place her left little toe in my mouth, gently sucking on her tasty skin, lightly massaging the pads of her feet as I suck on each toe, one by one. I slowly trace the outline of each angelic foot with my tongue, then lick from the bottom of her soft heel to her toes, over and over, savoring every inch of her feet before covering them in long, passionate kisses, taking extra time with her perfect arches. 

I run my tongue slowly from the top of her left big toe up to her knee, doing the same to her right leg, this time stopping at her waist. I kneel between her godlike legs, holding her thick thighs while I run my tongue from just above her panties to her navel, stopping to flick my tongue around in her bellybutton, then up her cleavage to her clavicle. 

On my way back down I slip my hands underneath her, finding the back of her pink G-string with my fingers, slowly pulling them off, lifting her feet above my head, sliding her panties off her golden legs. 

I kneel back down, entranced by her pretty pink pussy, glistening wet in the dim light. I lovingly kiss the lips of her perfect vagina, slowly licking up the length of her vag, my hungry penis pulsing in anticipation. I posture up on my knees, holding her legs spread apart at her sides by the crooks of her knees, her feet pointing limply behind me, her arms sprawled at her sides. 

Inching my waist down to be level with hers, I slowly guide my raging boner into her gates of pleasure with my hand, quickly returning to the warmth of her leg. Her dormant mouth engulfs my engorged stick, swallowing it whole as a sigh leaves her lips, still fast asleep. I inch my hips back and forth, slowly moving farther away and thrusting faster, steadily picking up speed, my penis screaming at me to go faster. 

I lose all control over my body, mindlessly pounding her wet pussy as fast as I can, planting my hands beside her shoulders as she comes back to life, clinging onto my biceps and trying to wrap her legs around my waist to slow me down, instead merely hitting my ass cheeks with her heels. 

The drilling of her pussy nearly drowns out her screaming, her eyes shut tight, her feet flailing behind my back, nails digging into my biceps. I feel the rush of orgasm start to flow through me, but instead of embracing it, I abruptly stop, enjoying it too much to take a break. I hug her left leg, with her right resting on the bed beside me, her foot pointed toward the ceiling.

I gently start again, pumping nice and slow, hugging her lovely thigh against my stomach and chest, kissing the inside of her knee and calf. She holds my right hand on her thigh with her left, placing her other hand on my stomach to control my speed, her precious hazel eyes sleepily meeting mine. I passionately lick from the inside of her calf down to her foot, pressing her high arch to my lips with my nose buried between her toes, still gathering my second wind. 

I grab her right leg and lean forward, her thighs pressed against my body with her legs bent over my shoulders, heels resting on my back, her knees tucked in to her chest. My hands on the outsides of her shoulders, my nose inches away from hers, I pump my swollen cock into her thirsty vagina, nice and slow. Her eyes close, her hands finding their spot on my triceps to hold onto, her toes curled. Her mouth opens and she moans as I pick up speed, soon screaming, her nails piercing the backs of my arms, my family jewels smacking her butt like a drum, her bosoms jiggling relentlessly. I no longer fight off orgasm, allowing its euphoric feeling to course through my body, drowning out the beating of her pussy and her shrill cries. 

I barely feel the semen exit my penis, still hammering away at her tight vag, my whole body shaking in ecstasy until I can no longer take it. I rest my forehead on hers, breathing heavily along with her, my enthralled cock growing limp inside of her. I run my fingers through her hair, lightly kissing her warm cheeks and soft neck as she fades back into her drunken slumber. 

I carefully roll her over onto her stomach, spreading her arms slightly outward with her legs squeezed together. I kneel beside her endless legs, tenderly brushing the backs of her thighs with my hand while I kiss her golden calves. 

I move down to the end of the bed in front of her feet, caressing her thighs in my hands as I run my tongue the length of her right leg, from heel to her butt cheek. I do the same to her left leg, over and over, my cock growing stiff with every taste. 

I straddle her legs, my knees pressing hers together. Leaning over, I hold her cushy hips while I kiss her plump ass, my erect shaft resting on her thighs. I spread her marvelous cheeks apart, staring intently at her heavenly asshole. I place my tongue at the end of her pussy and lick up the length of her crack, over her anus and ending at her tailbone. I gently press the tip of my tongue to her little asshole, feeling around and slowly applying more pressure until I gain entry, tenderly pushing my tongue deeper inside of her and back out, faster and faster. 

My enflamed boner is no longer content to watch, begging me for a piece of action. I move higher up on her legs, straddling her thick thighs while I rub the tip of my penis on and around her anus. I carefully force the head of my swollen cock in her tight hole, placing my hands on the bed under her armpits for support, inching farther into her, her anus gripping my hard dick tight. My balls press against her butt, my shaft fully engulfed by her asshole, her fingers clenching the blankets, face contorting in pain. 

I raise my hips until only my head remains inside her, then slam my pelvis down hard, shaking the bed and jiggling her round ass, ripping her from her slumber. Her eyes open wide and shut just as quickly in pain, her arms tucking themselves against her body, hands clasping the blanket above her shoulders, her head raised off the bed and facing the headboard. I raise my hips and slam them down again, and again, quickly gaining speed, the smack of my pelvis and her ass met with a cry of agony each time, her legs stretched and toes curled tight in pain, shaking with each impact. 

Thrusting as fast as I can, the fat of her ass rippling in waves, beating like a drum, her throat unable to form words, just screaming into the pillow. I slow down momentarily, dropping most of my weight onto her back, placing my forearms under her armpits, holding her hands by her head, breathing heavily into her hair, my thrusts shorter but just as hard. I brush the hair to her left with my chin, unveiling her soft orange neck which I sink my teeth into, sucking vigorously and giving her a hickey, her fingers clasping my hands in search of comfort. 

In need of a short rest, I stop, kissing her spine and shoulder blades in between breaths, still slowly inching my hips back and forth. 

"That's a good girl. Get on your hands and knees sweetie," I whisper in her ear, pulling myself out of her stretched anus and kneeling behind her. She obeys, propping herself up in doggy-style position. I eagerly shove my red stick back in her hole, quickly returning to my previous pace, holding her hips to help keep her in place, her legs crossed between mine, feet stretched with toes curled, her voluptuous jugs bouncing uncontrollably. I bend over, placing my weight loosely on her back, my arms wrapped around her with my hands clenching her busty breasts, her cries sending me over the edge into the sweet release of orgasm. 

My cock spasms uncontrollably inside of her tight asshole, spewing cum down her pipe, my fingers clutching her precious melons, my moans lost in her screaming as I continue to pound her ass until I can no longer take it. I push her head down into the pillow, pulling her arms out from under her and placing her hands on her ass, my swollen penis rapidly deflating inside her. 

"Spread your cheeks honey, that's it, that's a good girl," I jeer, slowly pulling my flaccid dick from her hole, her golden fingers clutching her red cheeks. "Spread your hole baby, let me see the mess I made." She inserts her two middle fingers inside her beaten anus, spreading her asshole wide. I look inside proudly, her wet pipe filled with thick white semen. 

I roll her over onto her back, straddling her chest after she licks the juices off of her fingers. 

"Clean my dick for me sweetie," I order, pressing my wet, limp cock to her luscious red lips. She wraps her lips around my shaft, sucking and rolling her tongue around my deflated stick in her mouth, her arms sprawled above her head, her face red and chest moist from exhaustion. "That's my girl. Now you take a nap honey. You earned it," I whisper softly, removing myself from her mouth and giving her a kiss on her forehead. 

"M'kay," she mutters in a daze. She goes out like a light, almost instantly fast asleep, looking like an angel as I stroke her rosy cheek with the back of my hand. 

I get off of her and kneel at the end of the bed, lifting her left leg by her ankle so that her foot is level with my head. I nuzzle her heel and the pad of her foot lovingly, deeply kiss her perfect arch, run my tongue along the side of her foot, and suck tenderly on her pretty toes, slowly filling my penis back up with lust. 

I bend her leg so that her foot is level with my crotch, forcing my hard cock between her big and pointer toes, slowly pumping back and forth. I grab her toes with my left hand and bend her foot downward, slowly pumping my swollen shaft along the top of her foot. 

I grab her right leg and hold both by her ankles, backing up so that her legs are straight. I hold her feet steady on either side of my engorged member, gently pumping my shaft between her beautiful arches, picking up speed, entranced by her precious feet. My balls slap against her soft heels, my crotch against her arches, yet she sleeps like a baby, oblivious to her body being used for my fetish. 

I place her legs back down on the bed and straddle her stomach, playfully massaging and groping her large breasts, tweaking and flicking her stiff nipples. I position my shaft against her chest, squeezing her tits together with my hands, my glowing stick swallowed by her twin balloons. I thrust my engorged member between her boobs, picking up speed with every thrust, stopping only to spit on my dick from time to time for lube. 

I slam into her double D's, shaking the whole bed, her twins jiggling in my hands, still asleep even as I near orgasm. I stop myself before it's too late, pulling away from her assets and kneeling by her side. I gently suck on her pointed nipples before I grab her arms and rest them on her stomach, getting them out of the way. 

I straddle her shoulders, cradling her head with my left hand, rubbing my red tip on her moist lips, her mouth open and still fast asleep. I carefully put my head into her mouth, feeling her warm breath and wet tongue, inching farther into her gaping throat. 

Her eyes open wide, a wave of spit crashing over my shaft as I hit the back of her throat, causing her to choke. I pull out and let her breathe, her eyes closing and already falling back to sleep. 

"Suck my dick babe," I order, shoving my head back in her mouth. She wraps her lips around my corona, rubbing the underbelly of my cock with her tongue, sucking gently on my tip. Her tongue slows to a crawl and her lips start opening, falling back to sleep as I feel the rush of orgasm drawing near. 

I withdraw my dick from her mouth, instead smacking the head of my wet penis against her petit nose. I smack my tip against both of her eyes, snapping her back to consciousness, my cock thumping against her cheeks while she opens her eyes. 

"Spit on my cock baby," I demand, pushing my shaft under her chin. She does so, sending a thick ball of saliva onto my swollen stick. "More sweetie, keep spitting." She draws more spit from the back of her throat, chucking it onto my throbbing dick until it's soaking. I draw her head closer to my crotch, her nose an inch away from my tip as I rapidly stroke my slimy shaft, her eyes closed and asleep while the euphoria of climax courses through me. 

I grip my penis steadily as warm cum shoots from my tip, sending white streaks up her left cheek, across her eyelid, and to her forehead, then from her lower lip to the bridge of her nose and brow. I squeeze out the last drop onto her right eyelid before forcing my head between her lips, wiping my tip off on her tongue. 

I rub my tired penis on her painted face, across her cum covered cheek and nose, tracing the lines around her glued-shut eyes, rubbing her creamy lips. 

I get up and pull her by her ankles, positioning her head about halfway down the bed. I lay down on the bed with her between my legs. I lift up her head and place her on my crotch, my penis limp and still slick. 

"You've been such a good girl. Good night sweet cheeks," I say happily. 

"G'night cutie," she mutters, turning her head to the side. She hugs my left leg, resting her cum-covered cheek on my trimmed pubic hair, my flaccid penis resting on the tip of her nose and on her lips. I follow into sweet dreams right after her, fully fulfilled with a beautiful girl sleeping on my crotch, face full of cum.



College Party Gone Right



I was at my first frat party. A little sad, I know. Especially for being in the sophomore year of my college career. To be fair though, I was a pretty big book worm my freshman year. My new roommate though was a party animal, so I decided to go with her. We had been friends the year before and decided we would try being roommates. We had just walked through the front door, me following her short curvy ass, trying to keep up. She was a freaking whirlwind, and a ball of energy. While I followed her I was trying to keep my tall willowy frame from knocking into anyone inadvertently. 

I didn't think I was overly nerdy, so I was hoping that I could get along with some people there. I wasn't all that shy so that was also probably a good thing, especially since I could no longer see Erin. She had been sucked into the crowd. Oh well, I guess. I just decided to find a drink and maybe find someone to talk to. As I passed a living room, I finally caught sight of Erin, bouncing around, dancing with some bulky frat guy. At least she was already having fun. I got into the kitchen, which was filled with people who were talking and a couple that was obnoxiously making out on the counter. So attractive. Unfortunately they were blocking the liquor.

I walked up next to them, clearing my throat, but I was ignored. Well, it was their own fault if they got mildly molested by me when I reached around them to get a bottle of whatever liquor I could get my hands on. I sidled up to them, turning to face them and reaching behind them. My breasts were pressed to the guys' arm and my hand skimmed across the girls' ass as it closed around the cold glass of a bottle of booze.

The girl finally pulled her lips away from the guy to yell at me, "Hey, bitch! Watch it!"

"Sorry, babes. I couldn't help myself. Just wanted a piece of that ass," I laughed sarcastically and held the bottle up, shaking it a little to make my point. The girl glared at me, but didn't say anything back. I was turning away from the couple when the bottle of liquor was snatched from my hand.

"That's mine, BABES," a voice said behind me. I turned to find a rather attractive guy standing there, unscrewing the lid of the bottle to take a swig. He had gorgeous blue eyes, a cocky smirk, and obviously fake blonde hair. "If you want some, I'd be happy to give you some. For a price."

He was practically leering at me. What a dick. I rolled my eyes at him, turning around, fully willing to assault the couple that was on the counter again, but when I turned around they had moved on. I grabbed a bottle of vodka, turned to face the dick head, smiled, raised my eyebrows and took a huge shot. "I'm good thanks."

Instead of standing around to make a drink, I just walked off with the bottle. He caught my arm before I could get far, stopping me. He set his bottle on the counter and took the bottle from my hand. He took a drink from it, smiling. "That's mine too. Now you owe me something."

"I'm going to assume that you are one of the guys throwing this party," I said sweetly, trying hard not to turn into a hardcore bitch.

"Nate, babes. What's your name?" he asked cockily.

"Please, stop calling me babes."

"I would but I don't know your name. If you don't want to tell me though, I understand. I'm really more interested in what you're giving me for that drink." He was looking at me like I was a piece of meat. God, really? Why was this guy bothering me?

I knew I was going to regret asking this, but, 

"What exactly are we talking about here?" Maybe if I just gave him something he would leave me alone and I could have a good time.

His eyes traveled down my body, making me feel like the short jean shorts, and loose lavender v-neck t-shirt that I was wearing weren't adequate coverings. I have to admit that I hadn't worn a bra in a weird moment of rebellion. As his eyes tracked back up my body, they halted momentarily on my breasts before locking with my gaze. "How bout a kiss, babes?"

"Are you serious? Can't I just give you guys five bucks and drink whatever I want? Isn't that how these things normally work?" I asked incredulously.

"Well normally, that would be the rule, but we just put a new rule in effect tonight. You drink our alcohol and we get a kiss. Since you drank my stuff specifically, you get to kiss me. Didn't anyone tell you before you came in?" He was talking complete bullshit. I knew it was happening but I wasn't sure how to handle this situation.

"You have got to be kidding me," I muttered to myself. Nate stopped a guy with short, quiffed hair and dark brown eyes as he walked by.

"Hey Liam, tell this nice young lady about the new rule." The guy looked at him a little confused and Nate said, "You know the one about girls drinking our alcohol and them having to pay for it in kisses."

"Ooooh," Liam nodded, looking at me. "Yeah, new rule, just happened. Better pay up. You never know what could happen if you don't." He quickly walked away, leaving Nate, looking proudly at me, like he had accomplished something.

"See? It's a rule," Nate said. I stared at him, not even sure what to say to that. "If you're uncomfortable with it, I'm willing to accept a kiss on the cheek. Just don't drink anymore of my stuff." He leaned forward, whispering, "I might not be so nice next time."

When he had leaned forward to whisper, he had put his face very close to mine. I decided that I might as well get it out of the way. I went in for a quick peck on his cheek, but at the last second he turned his face, my lips landing on his. How did I not see that coming?

He was very close to me, his body only a few inches away. I had only been at the party for like five minutes and I was already kissing someone. He pressed his lips a little more firmly to mine, sneaking his tongue out and licking my upper lip. He surprised me by pulling back afterward and smirking.

"If I had known you wanted to actually kiss me, I wouldn't have even suggested the cheek."

I let out the breath I had unknowingly been holding. It had felt nice. I shouldn't have been admitting that, but he was attractive and he was almost flush against my body. He was an asshole. Yes. But a hot one who had just kissed me. It wasn't like I hadn't had sex or kissed a guy before, but I definitely didn't have a lot of experience with guys. It was crazy. I wanted to do it again.

Nate brought the bottle of vodka up under my nose, "Want another drink?"

I knew full well that if I took another drink I would be kissing him again. It made my eyes track right to his lips. They were still damp from when he had kissed me, and I couldn't look away. He kept smiling, showing his straight white teeth. He turned his head, taking a drink of the clear liquid and all I could do was watch his jaw and throat muscles flex. As he swallowed, I followed the path of the liquor, stopping on the chest hair peeking over the top of his loose tank top. I was mesmerized.

Nate didn't even ask me if I wanted a drink again, instead just kissed me. When he opened his mouth, parting my lips with his tongue. I could taste the vodka on him and it made me just want more of him. God, what was wrong with me? I didn't even know him.

I brought my left hand up, cupping his jaw, feeling it move as he coaxed my tongue into his mouth. He stepped forward, pushing me back into the counter behind me, invading my space, almost blocking everything out. I covered his hand that was on the bottle, pulling it from his fingers and detaching my lips, stepping around him, taking the bottle with me.

"Ah, babes, where you going?" he questioned, pouting.

"You owe me a drink, buster." If he was going to continue calling me babes, I could call him something as well. I made sure to take a long swig of vodka, trying to tease him.

"I'll give you the whole bottle. Just come back over here," he said, beckoning with a couple fingers.

"I feel like dancing," I stated. I gave myself a couple breaths before bravely taking another large drink of vodka. I took the bottle, leaving the kitchen and going into the packed living room. I twirled around flailing my arms in the air, haphazardly doing the same with the bottle of vodka. I had just begun swaying my hips to the beat when I felt large strong hands latch onto them, pulling me backward. The backs of my thighs were brushing against the soft denim of someone's jeans.

"I kinda like the way you're shaking that ass, babes. Wanna take it to somewhere more private so I can get a closer look?" Nate's voice asked behind me, grinding his hips into my ass. He was so persistent. It was starting to get to me and I think he knew it. My mood had gone from irritation with an annoying frat guy to being slightly turned on by his lack of inhibitions. And I was taking another drink. I passed the bottle off to some random person that was walking by and turned around. There were so many people in the room that as soon as I was facing him, I got crushed into his chest. His arms circled around me, grabbing my ass.

I smacked at his hands, "Watch it, buster."

He slowly slid his hands up so they were resting on the small of my back and leaned down placing his lips next to my ear. "Let's go up to my room."

He pulled back to stare seductively down at me. I was staring right back at him. Was I actually considering this? I was pretty buzzed because I didn't normally drink and my body was telling me to just go for it. He could apparently see it in my eyes, because he grabbed my hand, pulling from the room, down a hallway and up the stairs. We walked into a surprisingly clean room. The only thing messy about it was the unmade bed. It was rumpled and oddly inviting. No! I couldn't think that way. I wanted him, but I didn't know him. My head was telling me to punch him for even assuming that he could get me in his bedroom, but there I stood. In his bedroom. Thinking his bed looked nice. Damn you, alcohol.

The snap of the door closing shocked me out of my revelry. I turned to look at him. He was moving toward me, making me take a few steps back. He continued, walking me back in the direction of the bed.

"Want to make out on my bed, babes?" I was conflicted. Punch him for calling me babes or make out with him? 

"Sure, buster," I said back sarcastically.

"Why do you keep calling me that?" Nate asked, pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Why do you keep calling me babes?"

"Ah, I see your point." He nudged me softly, making me sit on the mattress. He turned my face upward, holding my chin and kissing me. Yep, this was happening.

I just gave in, scooting back on his bed, fisting my hand in his tank top and pulling him with me as I laid down. He smiled against me, making me giggle a little. I kicked my flip flops off over the edge of the bed, bending my knees and cradling Nate between them as he followed me down, onto the bed. Our lips parted momentarily, our eyes locking. His lips whispered across mine as he said, "Babes."

I continued to look seriously at him, saying, "Yeah buster?" letting our lips still touch. The grin that exploded on his face was heart stopping. It was gorgeous and the laugh that exploded from his throat had me wanting to shuck my shorts off right then. I pushed at him lightly, letting him fall to his back as he continued to laugh, laying one of his hands on his stomach as if it would stop the sound. I threw my leg over him, sitting up in his lap, straddling him. God, Nate was really hot.

I leaned forward, nuzzling my nose into his chest hair. Something that I had been wanting to do since I had seen it. I used my hands to begin pushing up his shirt, loving the solid feeling of his stomach. I let my teeth sink softly into the flesh of his throat before licking my way up to his ear lobe, nibbling on it. I pulled back, looking into his smoldering eyes. He brought his hands up, cupping my breasts, feeling my lack of bra.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered, tweaking my nipples through my t-shirt. I rolled my hips into his, thrusting my chest forward, pressing into his hands.

I ran my nose against his before smashing my lips to his, thrusting my tongue in his mouth. Apparently he didn't like being on bottom anymore, because he grabbed me behind the knee and flipped us over. He skimmed his hand up the back of my thigh, pushing his hand up the leg of my shorts and grabbing my ass. 

"Are you wearing a thong?" he asked, squeezing my ass cheek. I nodded, biting my lip. Nate groaned saying, "God damn it, take your shirt off."

I reached down, grabbing the hem of my shirt and whipping it over my head, revealing my bare torso. His back bent as he nuzzled against my collarbone and then slowly down across my breast. He ran his lips softly back and forth across my nipple. I ran my hand from his hair, down his back, bunching his shirt up, trying to remove it. He got the point, ripping it off and returning to my nipple, engulfing it in the warmth of his mouth. He had had to pull his hand out of my shorts when he took his shirt off and he was now using it to unbutton them. Nate's tongue was lashing across my nipple, making me arch my back and now his hand was teasing at the edge of my shorts. Then he was using his teeth, nibbling against me. I pulled on his hair, pulling him up so that I could kiss him again, but when I had his lips above mine and I was about to kiss him, he avoided me with a smile.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you," Nate whispered. I could feel my face flushing. I didn't want to say it. Not because I didn't want to fuck him, but because I'm not sure anything like that had ever left my mouth. I rolled my hips upward, wanting his hand buried in my shorts and his lips on mine. I tried to distract him, running my hand down his chest and tickling through the trail of hair that led into his jeans. Before my hand could reach the waistband of the boxers above his jeans, he grabbed my hand, stopping me. "Say it."

I whimpered, prying my hand from his and changing the position so that I was holding his and guiding it so that it was flat against my stomach. "I want you to fuck me," I said quietly, nipping at his bottom lip and sliding both of our hands into my shorts.

"Who are you?" he murmured, kissing me ferociously. I left his hand in my shorts, taking mine and cupping him through his jeans. He was working me over my panties, pressing into my clit, my hips rising to meet him. My shorts were impeding his actions so he tried to get them off of me, but I was also busy trying to get his jeans out of my way, our hands knocking into each other. Nate growled, shoving my hands out of his way and pushing his pants off his hips, kicking them over the edge of the mattress. I did the same, tossing my shorts some place unknown.

Nate flipped me over, yanking on my hips, pulling my ass in the air. "Close your legs and lay your face against the bed," he instructed, running his large palm over my lower back. I slowly closed my legs so that my knees were touching then lowered my face so that my cheek was pressed to the mattress, leaving my center and ass feeling exposed. 

I felt his teeth graze my skin as he took the waistband of my thong in his mouth, pulling it upward, then releasing it, letting it snap back against me. I flinched a little but didn't say anything. He didn't waste any time sinking his teeth into the flesh of my right cheek. I'm sure leaving a mark.

"Mmm, you have a beautiful ass." There was a resounding slap as his hand landed on the other cheek, making me jump. Nate chuckled a little, running the same hand down my ass crack over my thong, down to my aching wetness.

"You weren't lying when you said you wanted me to fuck you, were you, babes?" he asked behind me, knowing he could feel how much I wanted him through my panties. When I whined a little but didn't say anything, he smacked my ass again. "Were you?"

"No," I immediately answered. I had my fingers fisted in the sheets, trying not to move, hoping that he would move my underwear out of the way and give me what I really wanted. He hooked his fingers in the edges of my thong, slowly peeling it away from my body and down my thighs, leaving them around my knees. "Please," I murmured, my face still pressed to the bed.

"What do I get?" Nate asked. I could literally feel the heat from him, only inches away from my body as he stared at my exposed pussy.

"Anything," I said, trying to calm myself.

"Anything?"

"Yes."

I felt the bed dip as he got off. He grabbed my panties, lifting my knees as he pulled them the rest of the way off. There was some rustling around, then he was on the bed, naked, positioning us so that his head was near the headboard, my slit suspended over his face. My face was dangerously close to his hardness.

"Nate..." I trailed off.

"You said anything, babes," he answered cockily. I didn't mind the thought of giving him a blowjob, actually I relished the idea of blowing his mind. I was more uncomfortable with my pussy being so close to his face in this position. I worried my lip with my teeth, contemplating my options, but just decided to go with it, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach. I let my knees support me above Nate, and leaned forward, letting my warm breath brush over his dick. He shuddered, spreading my ass cheeks and nipping my inner thigh.

I licked down his dick, leaving a wet trail as I went, circling his base in my hand, lining him up with my mouth. I circled the swollen tip with my tongue, teasing him, catching a bead of precum as it left his body. He was squeezing my ass roughly and slid his tongue shallowly through my lips, making me breathe heavily through my nose as I brought him into my mouth. I applied soft suction, continuing to circle him with my tongue. He was teasing me with his fingers, circling my entrance with them and occasionally dipping inside. I pressed back against him and he finally gave me what I wanted, thrusting his fingers deep inside, filling me with them.

"Jesus, you're tight! And so fucking wet!" he said, biting into the flesh of where my ass met my thigh, thrusting his hips toward my mouth, slipping further past my lips. He would circle his fingers inside me before slowly pulling them out and then thrusting them back in. Every time he would circle them, they would brush gently against my g-spot, making me quiver. I had to place my hands on his muscular thighs just to brace myself. I began bobbing my head, fucking him with my mouth, wanting him inside me any way I could have him. Nate's mouth was back on me, working my clit with his tongue and teeth, fervently thrusting his fingers inside me as well. Right when I was on the cusp of an orgasm, he pulled back, removing both his fingers and mouth. I moaned in disappointment, letting him fall from my lips with a pop. 

I dropped my head to his hip in frustration, "Why did you stop?" I whined.

Nate grabbed my hips, flipped me over, crawling up my body, making me aware of his breath fanning across me as he went. He stopped momentarily on my left breast, leaving a love bite right next to my nipple, while thrusting his cock through my wetness but not entering me.

"I want to feel you come around my cock, babes. I want to feel you gushing around me and trembling as I fuck you until you can't remember your own name," he finally answered, bringing his lips to mine.

"Do it then," I said, lifting my hips, then lowering them, spreading my wetness along his shaft, feeling him against my clit every time.

"Dirty little cunt," he growled, taking my lips in a passionate, rough kiss. He pulled his hips back, lining himself up and thrusting powerfully inside me, nearly destroying me with the amount of pleasure I felt. He groaned when his hips slapped loudly against mine. I was definitely going to be sore tomorrow.

As he began to move, he sat back, draping my legs over his forearms and all I could think was, "oh my God, oh my God," he felt amazing. He was hitting all the right spots and hitting them often. 




College Party Gone Right



Apparently I hadn't thought my feelings, but rather spoken them aloud because Nate paused for a second, asking, "You ok?"

I ran my hand down his chest, scratching my nails across his stomach, leaving marks, making him hiss as I nodded. He thrust again, scooting me nearly halfway across the bed. I punctuated each following thrust with a word, "So fucking big!"

By this time my head was hanging off the edge of the bed, and I was trying to hang on for dear life as he pounded into me. Occasionally he would slow down, dragging his cock from me, only to force it back in, making me feel it in my throat. Then it was back to him filling me at a rapid rate. He did this repeatedly, bringing me close to the edge but it wasn't quite enough. I loved it and I hated it.

I reach my hand down, letting my fingers flick across my clit as he fucked me. "God, you are so hot. Naughty fucking girl. Do you like getting fucked like this?"

"Yes!" I practically screamed. Him talking dirty sending me over the edge, making me come around his dick, squeezing tightly.

I didn't think it was possible but he sped up his pace, pounding through my orgasm straight into his. "Fucking hell," he groaned into my chest, his hips still moving in jerky, sloppy thrusts as he finished, filling me with his cum. When he stopped moving we were both breathing heavily. It took us both a couple minutes to recuperate before Nate rolled to the side, exhausted and panting.

I looked over at him, taking in the sated expression on his face. He turned his head toward me, grinning. I smiled back, kissing him softly on the lips, then rolling off the bed, landing on trembling legs. I searched around, finding my shorts had landed on a chair and picking my shirt off the floor. I didn't even try to find my panties, just pulled on my shirt and shorts. I slipped my feet into my flip flops ready to leave when Nate said, "Where you going, babes?"

I grinned at him saying, "To drink more, buster. I came here to party."

"You could stay here and we could party more in my bed," he said suggestively, rolling onto his stomach.

"Hmmm, tempting but I've worked up quite the thirst." I reached for the door, pulling it open.

Right when I was about to walk out he said, "Tell me your name, babes."

"Maybe later, buster," I said, walking out the door, hoping that he would follow.



College Party Sex



I am a 22 year old small petite girl. 5'3", 100, blonde, 32a and shaved. These are my real life stories. And yes, I prefer to write short stories rather than novels :)

College was as fun sexually as my life is today, except I had many more girls just like me having fun, so we were a little more crazier and unabashed and not as careful as I am today. Don't get me wrong. I am having a lot of fun with a lot of different guys even today, but I select my guys a little more carefully to not put myself at risk. But college days were different.

Invited to a summer party which was about booze and boys and hook ups, I dressed sexy as usual. Short denim skirt, real short, yellow thongs so they could be seen even in the evening under my skirt, tight top, stilettos and my slutty attitude, I showed up at 9PM. The party was rocking. There were close to 70 people at the house. The drinks were every where. Couples were dancing, couples were hooking up and a lot of groping and fondling was all around. As I walked in, a guy even squeezed my ass and said, 'Hi Honey. How about you shake that ass with me.' I smiled and walked in to the house. There were so many good looking guys all over.

Making my way I found my friends and we started to chat and drink. Right through that many guys stopped to introduce themselves and some even asked me to join them to dance. I would go to the dance floor with a guy for a song. Move seductively on the floor and let him rub against me a little or touch me. They all wanted to hang around me but I would find a way to move myself around and get a dance or two with 8 or 9 different guys. I was doing this to decide who I wanted to go upstairs and fuck with. I realized there were 3 guys who were really hot. Rajiv, a guy from India studying here was the hottest. Dark skin, athletic body, great accent and a hard cock that rubbed in my ass often during the dance. He was definitely the better of the 3 guys, and I knew I  wanted to fuck him first.

As the party was in full swing, drinks flowing freely, Rajiv and I started to chat and I would touch his arm and shoulders and lean into him to whisper to get close to him, all the while seducing him. Rajiv was no innocent guy and he knew I was interested. He leaned and we started to kiss. Deep passionate kiss while his hands ran under my mini skirt and grabbed my ass hard. He pulled me closer to him and I could feel his hard cock against my stomach. I knew he was ready so somehow I managed to peel away from his lips and whispered in his ears, 'Lets go up and fuck.' That guy was a puppy following me up the stairs.

A room got empty after 5 minutes of waiting. We took that time to grope and kiss and touch each other even more. My panties surely had a wet spot by now. Rajiv also was running his hands over my panties feeling my wet pussy spots on the panty. He had this grin on his face that I wanted to wipe off, but I needed that brown piece of cock so bad. As soon as the room was empty, we both were in the room, on the bed, the door just shut, not locked. Rajiv was tearing his clothes off as I hit the bed. He spread my legs wide to see my sexy yellow thongs and buried his face to smell my pussy.

He pulled those panties off me, held my legs open and started to eat my tight pussy. He was good. Real good with his tongue. So good that he made me cum right there and then. His cock, which was nice and long was hard. We changed position and he lay on the bed with his cock being sucked by me. I tasted his precum and stroked his cock as I sucked. Rajiv wanted to cum in my mouth but I wanted to be fucked first. So still in my miniskirt, I came on top of him, guided his hard cock in my pussy and started to ride him like a slutty cow girl. Rajiv had pulled my top off as I rode him and he played with my tits. He had good rhythm and he was fucking me really well as I rode him. I told him when he was ready to cum, he had to warn me.

Five minutes of riding him, he was ready to cum, so I got off him, took his cock in my mouth and sucked and stroked him till he came. He had a lot of cum that he downloaded right down my throat. I cleaned him up and turned around to look for my panties when I saw another couple standing there waiting for the bed to be cleared. The girl (Mia) was my class mate and I knew her well. She had a new guy with her and we both smiled knowingly. As Rajiv was starting to get ready, I walked over to Mia and said, lets swap partners and fuck them together. The guy (Jack) was excited because he would have 2 pussies to fuck. Rajiv on the other hand was thinking.

Mia, who was as slutty as me, immediately made her way to the limp cock of Rajiv, took it in her hand, licked at it seductively and asked him, 'will this change your mind?' Rajiv was nodding yes like a kid in a candy store. We locked the door this time and I was down on Jack sucking his cock while he sat on the sofa. Mia was busy putting life in Rajiv's cock. We both girls were busy sucking while the guys were busy running their hands in our hair and pushing down on our head. We both took time sucking our guys.

Mia was not wasting any time and was on the bed naked, doggy style asking Rajiv to fuck her. Rajiv, who was hard by now was in her pussy in a second fucking her while Mia moaned loud. Jack was turned on and asked me to go on the sofa and get in doggy style too. On the sofa, my ass towards him Jack inserted his hard cock in my tight pussy and started to pound me hard. I was not sure between Mia or me, who was louder. Both guys were fucking us hard. Slapping our asses, playing with our tits. Being fucked like that, now by another guy was enough for me and I came hard. So hard cum was flowing down the inside of my thighs. Jack not wanting to cum yet, pulled out and asked Rajiv to change partners. Still hanging over the back of the sofa, Rajiv was behind me and had his cock buried deep in my sloppy pussy. Mia on the other hand was spread wide on the bed and Jack was riding her hard.

Rajiv was ready to explode and he did. I was surprised he managed to get as much cum as he could in me the second time round. He slumped on the sofa next to me and I fell on him all used. Jack on the other hand had just finished cumming in Mia. Jack was also the naughties of the 4 of us. After he pulled out, he asked me to clean his cock while he asked Mia to clean Rajiv's cock. So here we were, the slutty girls now cleaning the other guys cock that had just been in our firneds pussy. But then when has things like that stopped us from having fun?