2008-Mar-31 - The Cruise

Maureen O’Connell strolled leisurely down the pier, taking in all the sights and sounds that surrounded the departure of a luxury cruise ship. A native New Yorker, Mo had spent the last several days cruising South Beach and enjoying the Miami sun, and boy, this was living, the middle of February and the temperature had been hovering in the mid 70’s! As Mo walked past her, the Molly Dee gleamed sparkling white against the azure blue Florida sky, all 790 feet of her!
The brochure that her travel agent had given her didn’t do the big liner justice, she looked absolutely fantastic! Mo had been planning this trip for over a year, and now that it was here, she could hardly believe it. Lugging her suitcase on board, Mo was met by a the purser, a pretty young woman, who looked at her ticket, handed her a detailed map of the ship, and informed her
where her cabin was located. “Two flights up,” Mo mumbled out loud, while she rode the elevator to the promenade deck. Walking down a long corridor, she stopped at cabin 328 and tried her key, the tumblers moved smoothly, and in another second she was in her room. She was supposed to have a berth partner, but it looked like no one else had been in the room, so Mo selected the bed that stood under the porthole. She was gazing through the window when the door opened and a vivacious woman of about thirty breezed into the cabin. “Hi,” the woman said, while dumping her luggage on the other bed, ” my name’s Veronica Stuart, but everyone calls me Ronnie!” Mo, extending her hand, introduced herself, and asked Ronnie if she cared about which bed wanted. “Nah, either one’s fine with me, by the way,” she went on, “did you get a load of the purser, what a knock out!!!” Mo nodded her head and added, “From what I’ve seen so far, all of the crew, including the captain are women, there won’t be a single male on board for the whole cruise!” “Alllll—right,” said and enthused Ronnie, “a whole boat full of lezzies, I can hardly wait!!!”

While indelicately put, what Ronnie had said was exactly true, this was a cruise that was put together for bi or lesbian women. There were to be no men on board at all, so that if the female guests wanted to, they could roam the ship entirely in the buff, and while overt acts of sex in public were discouraged, Mo had heard from other ladies who had previously taken the cruise, that on more than one occasion they had personally seen some serious pussy licking taking place at the pool! Mo was a pure lesbian, and at twenty five had had more than her share of lovers, but
just the thought of being around four hundred like minded women, well, it kinda took your breath away! Ronnie was busily unpacking her bags and putting her clothing into the dresser, when she commented, “I hope I don’t have to wear much of this stuff for the next seven days!!!” Mo laughed, and concurred with her high strung room mate, and went about the business of putting her own stuff away. After they had finished with their clothes, Mo offered, “Let’s go down and watch the boat pull out of port, they say it’s pretty exciting!” Ronnie looked at Mo, and said, “I have a better plan,” while she stripped off her flimsy sun dress exposing a very voluptuous body.
Mo licked her lips, and slowly disrobed, her nipples hardening when they hit the air conditioned air of the cabin. “My, my,” commented Ronnie, “what a sweet little body you have,” while she absentmindedly reached down and began running her finger in and out of her by now soaking slit!
“I just love seeing a woman naked for the first time,” panted a very excited Ronnie, “it’s so much fun to see a fresh pussy, don’t you think!?!” What Mo thought was that brazenness of Ronnie, and her natural openness were making her own vagina wet with desire. Ronnie had big tits, probably a d-cup, and Mo had always been a sucker for a big set of jugs, especially when they were attached to someone as pretty as Ronnie! Mo was naturally a fem, and took orders easily,
and while Ronnie was obviously also a fem, she was much more aggressive than Mo, and would
take the dominate role in their relationship. Sensing this, Ronnies sat on the edge of the desk with her legs splayed wide open and said, “Come to mama and make her clitty feel good!!!” Mo glided over to the desk and soon had her tongue pressed firmly against Ronnie’s open vagina. “Okay baby,” cooed Ronnie, “show mama what good a cunt lapper you can be!” Just hearing Ronnie using crude language drove Mo crazy, and she used her very experienced tongue to bring her red haired partner to a very hard orgasm, one that made her big tits bounce and sway when she had her climax. Ronnie pulled Mo to her feet and gave her a long deep French kiss, one which caused Mo’s head to spin dizzily, as the red haired slut probed her mouth with her slithering tongue. Mo wondered what Ronnie had in store for her, when an instant later, she felt a finger flicking over the head of her tiny little love button, causing her to stiffen, and press her crotch forward in an attempt to get more pressure put on her aching slit. Ronnie pulled her lips away from Mo’s mouth and offered, “Baby likes mama playing with her pussy, right!?!” “God, Ronnie,” moaned Mo, “you do that so well, I’m really close, faster, faster!!!” Ronnie laughed a lyrical little laugh,
but she wasn’t in the mood to make Mo suffer, so she increased the pace of her fingering, and brought Mo to a shuddering orgasm! The young women went limp in Ronnie’s arms, leaning her face against the older woman’s large chest. “I think that this is gonna be a great vacation, don’t you,” asked Ronnie!?!” Mo just nodded her head, and wobbled back to her bed where she flopped down to regain her composure. Finally she answered, “Yeah, it’s gonna be great!!!”

The little interlude had lasted about thirty minutes, but in that time the ship had pulled out of the harbor and was out to sea. Ronnie and Mo took quick showers, slipped into fresh pairs of shorts and tee shirts, and then headed off to explore the Molly Dee. After getting into the elevator, they were a little surprised to find a beautiful blonde standing there in her birthday suit! She nodded
hello, and then went about her business as if nothing was out of the ordinary! Ronnie and Mo
waited until they got off on the main deck, and then exchanged excited comments about how unreal this cruise was going to be! “Let’s check out the pool,” suggested Mo, pointing out the location to Ronnie on the map Mo had brought along. The pool, was sight to behold, as nearly all of the women were either totally naked or topless! A majority were under thirty, and obviously have been taking care of their bodies! Mo and Ronnie just stood there and drank in the sights,
enjoying the cavorting of the young naked women. “What do you say we join them,” offered Ronnie? “Why not,” replied Mo, while pulling her tight tee shirt over her head, exposing her pert
pointy nippled boobs. In a flash both women were naked and in the pool, soaking up the sun and enjoying the company of their naked shipmates. Mo found out quickly that the etiquette of the day was introduce yourself, and then feel free to feel up your new acquaintance! Mo was approached by a large breasted dark haired girl who introduced herself as Maria. After about two minutes or so of small talk, Maria casually reached out and began caressing Mo’s chest and ass!
Mo thought, “When in Rome…..,” and returned the favor by cupping one of the fullest chests she had ever seen! Looking around to see how Ronnie was fairing, she saw that her room mate was over sitting on the edge of the pool, while getting a good tit sucking from a twenty year old brunette. Her attention was quickly drawn back to Maria, when she felt Maria’s finger find her clit and diddle her to a nice easy orgasm. Amazing, having an orgasm while surrounded by forty naked women in the middle of a swimming pool!

Mo left Maria and paddled over to where Ronnie was getting her tits done. Sliding along side the brunette she said, “My friend just loves getting her pussy sucked, why don’t you do her a favor and go down on her?!?” The brunette smiled, and then disappeared between Ronnie’s wide open thighs. Mo could tell that contact had been made when Ronnie let her head roll back and a long slow groan gurgled from her throat. “Mama want to have her boobs sucked too,” asked Mo?
“Please, yes please suck them,” begged a now very excited Ronnie! The brunette was now burying her face in the red heads hot pussy, and Mo took her left nipple between her teeth and nibbled on them roughly, causing Ronnie to hiss through gritted teeth, “Yes, yes, bite them harder, treat me like a fucking slut!!!” Hearing the red head beg for it, just made Mo and the brunette suck harder on her sex organs! Ronnie couldn’t hold it back any longer, and she let out a loud deep moan that was clearly audible all around the pool area, her orgasm being greeted with a round of applause and a lot of hooting and yelling! Ronnie sheepishly slid into the pool, her face flushed from the embarrassment of having cum so loudly in front of everyone, but in a few seconds, she was quickly forgotten, as everyone’s attention shifted to a big titted blonde who was calmly fingering her pussy while sitting on the end of the diving board!

A few hours and several orgasms later, a tired Mo and Ronnie returned to their cabin, hoping to grab a little shut eye before dinner. They were barely inside, when a loud knock brought Mo to the door, it was the pretty blonde purser that had met them when coming aboard. “May I come in,” she asked? “Sure,” replied Mo, “come on in and make yourself at home!” “Thanks,” she replied, “you probably wonder what I’m doing here?” Neither Mo or Ronnie spoke, waiting for the busty blonde to continue. “When you two came on board and I realized you were bunking together, well, I just had to come down and introduce myself to you!” “My name is Andie, and while we aren’t suppose to intermingle with the passengers, I could help myself, and decided to
come up and introduce myself to you!” “If you want me to leave, I can go right now!” “No,”
answered Ronnie, “in fact, we both commented on how pretty you looked when we first met!”
Ronnie, now again taking control of the situation, walked over to Andie and immediately started taking off her clothes. Andie began to breath harder as the naked red head let her hands roam over the blonde’s huge bare chest. “Do you like being naked in front of girls, Andie,” asked Ronnie, while still kneading her big tits? “Oh yes,” Andie whispered, “I love showing myself off
to other women!” Do you think I have a nice body,” she asked Ronnie? Ronnie looked over and Mo and asked, “What do ya think Mo, is it nice?!?” Mo gulped, and replied, “My god Ronnie, she’s perfect!!!” “There’s your answer, Andie,” Ronnie said, “at least one vote for perfect!” “Now,” continued Ronnie, “spread those legs so we can see your pussy!!!” Andie, still standing,
spread her legs wide apart, waiting for another comment from Ronnie. Ronnie, on the other hand, put her hand on Andie’s shoulder and made her lean over at the waist, exposing Andie’s
vagina from the back, along with her round plump ass. “Mo,” ordered Ronnie, “in the top drawer is a strap on dildo, get it, and put it on!” Mo opened the drawer and removed a huge black dildo
and harness, and commented, “Ronnie, this thing must be ten inches long, are you sure you want me to use it on her?!?” Now a certain edginess came into Ronnie’s voice and she replied, “Listen, slut, you do as you’re told, now put it on!!!” Mo didn’t say another word, and slipped the strap
around her waist and adjusted the big pecker into its proper position. When Ronnie could see that she was ready, she had Mo line up the monster right on the puffy lips of the shaking blonde.
“Do you want it bitch,” asked Ronnie, “this is your last chance to back out, otherwise, Mo’s gonna fuck the shit out of you, understand?!?” “Yes,” Andie replied meekly, “do it to me now!”
“Okay, Mo,” ordered Ronnie, “bury it in her fucking cunt, now!!!” Mo shrugged her shoulders
and with one giant plunge buried the thick piece of black rubber deep into the little blonde’s tight pussy. Andie let out a loud scream as her hole was assaulted by the huge cock, her legs buckling as the big prick tore into her helpless vagina! The pain was excruciating, but when Mo had all ten inches inside the steaming little snatch, the first of several cunt jarring orgasms tore through Andie’s crotch! “Sweet Jesus I’m cumming,” she screamed, while Mo plowed her trough
with the black marauder! “Fuck her harder,” spat Ronnie, “who by now was fingering her own vagina at a feverish pace! As Mo continued to fuck her, Andie continued to have climaxes, each one seemingly harder the one before it! Ronnie couldn’t take it anymore, so she got in front of Andie, and pulled her mouth to Ronnie’s dripping cunt! Andie’s tongue snaked out and went directly to Ronnie’s love button, which brought Ronnie a violent orgasm, probably about her sixth or seventh of the day!

After Andie had left, both girls had another shower and lay down to take a nap. Mo fell into a fitful sleep, with pictures of beautiful naked women dancing in her head! It was going to be a great vacation!

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2008-Mar-31 - Weekend Romp

She flies in for a weekend romp and he is anxiously waiting for her at the airport. Their eyes meet as she’s walking up the jetway and he sees that she’s wearing a very sexy short skirt, tight-fitting top and heels. He grins knowingly as she slips into his arms and he pulls her body very tightly against his. She feels his hardening cock jutting against her stomach and presses her pubic bone into it. Before they release one another, their hands casually slide down over each other’s asses and give a gentle squeeze. Not caring if people are watching or if they’re blocking the path, they hold onto each other for a moment longer, then begin their journey.

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They jump into the rental car and as he’s driving to his apartment, she reaches over and slides her hand along his thigh, then buries her fingers in the heat gathered between his legs, and rubs his cock through his jeans. She can feel it swell and strain against the fabric, but now isn’t the time to release it. Not yet! He spreads his legs apart a little as he drives to allow her to move her hand down across his balls. She cups them in her hand and presses and fondles them as she pushes her fingers against his ass. They manage to get to his place without having an accident (schew!)…though their thoughts are on getting naked, not driving! Finally they make through the door and practically throw her stuff down - not worried about unpacking at the moment. Once again they are all over each other. He is curious to know if she’s as worked up as she looks to be, and he reaches down and hooks her leg over his arm, then lifts it up waist-high, and slides his hand along the underside of her thigh until his fingers find the wetness gathered in the crotch of her panties. Her pussy clenches involuntarily at his touch and she groans as a surge of heat rushes through her body. With a glint in his eye, he slides his hand back towards her knee, keeping it raised and splayed to the side, as he lowers himself so he can see the dark wet spot that’s growing in her crotch. With his other hand he slips a finger into the creamy wetness and pulls the fabric aside then begins his oral assault on her lips…tentatively flicking his tongue over them, burying his nose against her clit and breathing in the succulent scent. She pushes against his face and grabs the back of his head to steady herself. Her legs become weak as he probes her pussy and she wants to sink down onto the carpet and spread her legs further so she can savor the exquisite sensations he’s causing to engulf her whole body. However, he makes her stand there teetering on one spiked heel tip, clinging to him. She’s practically sitting on his face, then he swings her leg over his shoulder and plunges his fingers into her pussy while his teeth are nibbling and pulling on her clit. She pushes against his fingers as he moves them in and out, forcing them deeper with each thrust until she is screaming and panting for more. She feels the familiar tingling begin to build throughout her body until her cum starts spewing out around his fingers, coating his hand. He moves his mouth closer to drink it in before it can run down his arm and drip onto the floor. When he leans back to look into her eyes, she can see that his face is slick with a coating of shiny juice. In a husky voice, he tells her to sit on the couch. She moves to the couch and he hovers over her, leaning in with his face close to hers, and kisses her - letting her taste herself on his tongue. Their mouths devour each other as their tongues entwine, sucking and biting and savoring the flavor. While they are lost in their exploration, he pushes her back until she is lying on the couch - his body half covering hers. Her arms find their way around his body and she runs her hands along his sides, across his back, then down to squeeze handfuls of his ass while pulling his hard cock tighter against her. She works his shirt loose from his waist and pulls it up so she can rake her nails across his bare flesh.

He raises up and rolls her over onto her stomach then lifts her hips so she’s face-down on the couch with her ass in the air. He strokes her hips and back as he rubs his naked chest over her butt. He grips her panties with his teeth and pulls them down over her ass, licking and nibbling her skin as he goes. When they have descended to her thighs, he takes the panties in his hands and slowly slides them down the length of her legs, smearing the cum that is drenching them onto her. He lays them to the side and slides his body along her legs once more. He places his hands on her ass and spreads it apart then dives in to lick her entire slit. His tongue swirls around her ass as he pulls her open even more. She pushes back against his tongue and feels him penetrate that tight hole. She squeals at the sensation and can feel more cum bubbling out of her pussy. She moans that she wants his cock and begs him to give it to her. He whispers that his cock wants her too, but it needs to be slick before it will slide into her lovely, tight ass. She turns back over as he quickly undresses. Then he straddles her chest, jutting his cock against her chin. She gives the tip a tiny kiss then opens her mouth and with a sweep of her flared tongue, devours the cum that is pooling from his slit. He pushes it deeper into her hungry mouth and she sucks and licks and savors the feel of his soft skin as her hands knead his thighs and ass. His cock swells even more and she tries to draw it further down her throat . He doesn’t want to give her that sweet cream yet so he rolls off of her and repositions her with her ass in the air. He runs his cock along her crotch, dipping it briefly into her pussy - just enough to tease her, but then slides it along to her burning ass. He presses the tip against it and with a thrust, he penetrate the tight rim. She screams out and throws her head back and adjusts to the fullness she feels. Gently he works his cock deeper and deeper into her cavity, swirling her hips in circles to relax the inner walls. He can feel the tight constriction grip his cock and as he begins to move in and out, she matches his strokes, slamming hard against him, begging him to fuck her harder. He rolls his head back, letting a deep moan escape his lips, caught up in the delightful sensations coursing through his body and she feels him tremble. She hears his sharp intake of breath and knows that he are about to cum. Within moments she feels his cock throb and then his cum, like liquid fire, fills her. She shudders and screams as her ass convulses around his hot rod and the mixture of their fluids oozes out and runs over their bodies.

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2008-Mar-31 - Deep Young Anal Fucking

Get two very hard teen cocks in the same room and you are bound to have something happening and in this steamy video we get to spy in on two very hot guys as one pretends to be a pornographer while the other isn't pretending he is a slut! He REALLY IS! This movie has loads of cock sucking and some very deep ass fucking as these two guys experiment with each other sexually and videotape the while thing.

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2008-Mar-31 - September Scott - Naughty Lingerie

I went shopping today and venture over to one of the lingerie stores to pick something up. Tonight, I have a date that I’m hoping ends up back at his apartment. What do you think? Do you think he’ll like this lingerie? I know I did. Just trying it on when I got home from the mall made me excitied. I had to take it off before I got the panties too wet. LOL. Check out the pictures of me trying on my new lingerie then stripping out of it and satisfying myself! I love to touch myself, it’s such a bad habit but there’s times when I just have to finger and rub myself to an orgasm!

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2008-Mar-31 - HugeMilkyTit

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2008-Mar-31 - Uniquetrixie

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From I Love Hardcore

Mel's little feet is dwarfed by this guy's huge, thick dong. It makes her feel like a little girls and gets her horny for some sucking and fucking. Well, this is one guy who can maintain his hardness throughout all that.

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Best Foot

She wrapped her precious feet around his cock and pumped and pumped until his tool was spouting off enough jizz to douse a 4-alarm fire! He wasn't sure what kind of magic was in her feet, but he was sure he wanted to feel that magic all day and all night and for as long as he possibly could!

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2008-Mar-31 - Getting Off Over The Phone

“…now the expiration date,” the operator asked? “Uh, 10-02,” Mark replied nervously, “what happens now?!?” “I will put you on hold for maybe a minute or two and then your “date” will come on the line,” the operator answered, “and thank your for using our service,” and before Mark could get in another word the operator was off the line only to be replaced by some elevator music! “What am I doing,” Mark muttered to himself, “good grief, have I lost my mind,” as he watched the second hand on his office wall sweeping towards the one minute mark! He was just about to hang up the phone when the music stopped abruptly and a smooth male voice asked melodiously, “And who am I on the line with, please?!?” “Uh, my name’s Mark,” he stammered?!? “Have you called before or is this your first time,” the voice asked gently?!? “It’s my first time,” he replied softly, “I’ve never done anything like this in my life!!!” “Well them we’re going to have to make it a memorable experience,” the voice replied, “and by the way my name is Jack!!!”
Mark sucked in her breath, not quite sure what was to happen next, but thankfully Jack took over and asked, “So, Mark, is there something specific you had in mind, I mean that you’d like to talk about?!?” “Not really,” he replied, “what ever you want is fine with me!?!” “Oh my, you’re easy to satisfy,” he said with a little laugh, “but just to humor me, if we were going to bed together, what is the first thing you’d want me to do, or you to me for that matter?!?” Mark was now totally embarrassed and stammered, “Well I guess I’d like you to undress me, is that okay?!?” “Mark, I’m here to do your bidding,” he answered gently, “and if you want me to undress you that’s exactly what I’ll do, but first let me tell you what I look like and then you can tell me, okay!?!” “Uh, sure, that sounds good,” he replied, “I guess that we should at least know a little bit about each other, right!?!” “That’s exactly right, Mark,” he replied, “now I hope you weren’t hoping for a man with a small pecker, because whether you like it or not, I have eight and half inches of hard meat between my thighs, you aren’t disappointed are you?!”
Mark gasped softly as he pictured the monster standing at attention in his mind’s eye, and in a shaky voice he replied, “N-no, I’m glad you have a large penis!!!” “Oh, Mark,” he replied, “is that what you call it, a penis, come on now, what do you call it when your boyfriend is ramming your ass with his meat, I’ll bet it’s not penis!?!” “I guess not,” he replied a little embarrassed, “I usually call it a cock or dick!!!” “That’s better,” he answered quickly, “so you like big cocks, I’m glad cuz mine is hard as a rock, and oh by the way, I certainly hope you like to suck, because it’s my second favorite thing to do!!!” “Oh god,” he moaned, “w-what’s your first thing!?!” “Why fucking a nice tight asshole, that’s what ,” he replied a matter of factly, “you do like getting sucked don’t you, Mark, I mean I hope you like having your pecker licked and sucked hard!?!”

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Mark’s seven inches of meat was now in the process of erecting itself big time as Jack asked him the most intimate of questions about his body and sexual likes and dislikes, and without even thinking about it, he pulled out his hot and began jerking it, while replying, “I-I love getting my cock sucked, do you really like doing that!?!” “You know I do,” he answered softly, “every man likes sucking a big dick, it’s just the nicest sensation, having a hot pecker in your mouth, and by the way, I have my pecker out of my shorts right now!!!” “Jesus, is it hard,” he asked with a groan?!? “It’s harder than a piece of steel,” he replied, “my head is absolutely huge, Mark, just waiting to be sucked, do you want to suck me, Mark, I mean do want to put my hard cock in your warm wet mouth!?!” “Oh yesssss,” he hissed, “let me suck it for you, oh my, it’s so big and hard, I just love sucking a really big man, they make me feel sooooo good!!!” “Ohhhhhhhh, Mark, you have such a nice mouth,” he moaned softly, “would you like to sixty nine, I want to suck you but I don’t want you to take your mouth off of me!?!”
Mark’s head was now spinning like a child’s top, and just the thought of having his cock eaten by the man on the other end of the line was almost more than he could bear, but in a halting voice he answered, “O-oh yes, let’s do sixty nine, I want you to cum in my mouth when you’re sucking me off!!!” Jack sighed softly into the receiver and asked, “From the looks of the bulge in your pants you must have a huge dick inside there, am I right, Mark, are you hard for me!?!” “I’m really hard,” he gasped, “just like a fucking bone!!! “Oh good,” he moaned, “are you out of your pants yet?!?” “Y-yes,” he panted, “I’ve got out of my pants over your face, I’m gonna let it down right into your mouth, ohhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyy!!!”
Both of them didn’t say anything for a minute or so as they furiously jerked their sex organs while trying to picture exactly what the other was doing, but it was Jack who spoke first as he observed, “My fucking god you’ve got and incredible prick, it’s so fucking
puffed up, I’ve never seen one so full and ready to cum, you must have to masturbate a lot just to keep it under control!!!” “Oh, god I do,” he gasped as his fist flew over her hard shaft, “at least once a day and sometimes more, I just can’t help it, I always seem to be turned on, I just don’t know what’s wrong with me!!!” “There’s nothing wrong with you,” Jack replied gently, “you just happened to have been blessed with a very sensitive organ that requires a great deal of attention, in fact you should be proud of it, it’s a badge of honor!!! Then, as his orgasm built like a tidal wave deep inside of his groin as he asked softly, “Does it feel good having such a big cock, I mean is it hard a lot!?!” “Oh, Mark,” he sighed, “it’s hard all of the time, in fact I don’t even try to hide it anymore, if I’m wearing tight pants you can usually see the outline of my big boner running down the inside of my leg!!!” “Oh my god,” he gasped, “a-are you serious, y-you can just see it right there in your pants!?!” “What can I do,” he replied with a groan, “I mean I have to cum every couple of hours to keep it under control, and of course I can’t do that, so now I just figure if that’s the way it’s gonna be that’s just the way it’s gonna be!!!”
Sweat had by broken out on Mark’s forehead, and in a wavering voice he ask, “D-does anybody ever stare at it, I mean when you’re hard in your pants!?!” “Of course they do,” he replied, “the other day a middle aged man had what I think was and orgasm just by looking at my pecker while rubbing his thighs together, I swear I could see his whole body shudder when he got off!!!” “Oh my,” Mark groaned, “w-where did that happen,
was there anyone else around!?!” “We were on the bus,” he replied, “he was just sitting there staring at it, I couldn’t move cuz it was so crowded, I was afraid he was gonna reach out and touch it!!!” “H-he should have,” he gasped, “I’ll bet he wanted to pull it out and suck it when he was having his cum!!!” “Maybe,” he replied, “he was licking his lips, do you think that’s what he wanted to do, I wasn’t sure!?!” “Oh fuck,” he moaned, “I’m really close now, just thinking about your huge pecker in my mouth, ohhhhhhh god, you taste so good!!!”
Mark’s head was now rolling back and forth on his shoulders while his hand literally blazed across his thick shaft and fat head, and with the image of Jack’s massive erection fixed firmly in his mind he gasped, “I’m fucking cumming all over my fucking hand, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck it that nice!!!” “I’m filling your mouth, baby,” Jack panted, “suck my sperm and cum like a whore, make that needy cock have a fucking hard one!!!” And that’s exactly what happened as his climactic tidal wave crashed into his dick and swept him away in and orgasm that threatened to give him a heart attack!!!
After a few moments of heavy breathing and panting Jack asked softly, “Are you okay, Mark, it sounds like you had a big one?!” “Oh jesus,” he replied barely above a whisper,
“that was just incredible, I’m am totally wasted, I just hope I can get back to work now!!!”
“Y-you’re at work,” he asked incredulously!?! “Didn’t I mention that,” he asked?!? “No, you didn’t,” he answered almost in awe, “you are one hot fucking stud, baby, if you call again make sure you ask for Jack, all right!?!” While straightening up his clothes he replied, “Don’t worry, next time I’ll jack off with Jack!!!”

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2008-Mar-31 - Old guy fucks teen

This sexy brunette has an awesome pair of natural tits and old guy can't keep his hands off them. They have a great time fucking and sucking on the couch and Elena takes his huge sticky load right in the face.

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2008-Mar-31 - September Scott - Blowjob Fun

One of my guy friends came over tonight. We’ve fooled around before, but tonight he wanted something more. I knew what he wanted as soon as he got there, but he danced around the subject. for a while. It was almost like he was afraid to ask me. But in the end he didn’t ask. I gave him exactly what he wanted.

We were making out on my parent’s couch. I got so horny and I could tell he was having fun too. But I was ready for something more. I did a little strip tease for him, teasing him just a little. Then I got on my knees in front of him. He was already hard when I unzipped his pants. I wrapped my wet lips around his hard cock and went to work. I didn’t stop until he was filling my mouth with cum.

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2008-Mar-31 - Movie Gallery From Big Cock Gaggers

Mona needed all the meat she could chew. This skinny chick has learned her lesson quick. Big cocks are the best.

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2008-Mar-31 - Lassoed Ladies - Anna’s Web

Anna is going nowhere soon- she’s been trapped in Master Len’s web. This horny slut may have her match as she is bound and gagged. She attempts to struggle free but the more she moves the tighter it becomes. Master Len has her now. Master Len sits back and watches her try desperately to escape, only when he’s ready does he loosen the ropes so that she can begin to make her way out of his twisted web of ropes and chains.

See all of Anna pictures and videos at Lassoed Ladies. Anna is just one of the many naughty deviants that you can devour at Lassoed Ladies. Warning, this site is not for everyone, but if you enjoy women in bondage, this is the site for you.

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2008-Mar-31 - Mackenzie Kayne - More Member Requests

Hey, what’s going on guys? I’m kind of in a bad mood tonight, nothing really specific, just kind of down and out. Maybe it’s because the weekend is over, I don’t know. But you know what always cheers me up? Requests from my members. I love doing requests and making fantasies come true. Check out these pictures of me getting all tied up with bungee cord. This was a member request from a photo shoot I did not too long ago. Trust me this had to be a member request, because never in a million years did I think I’d be doing bondage modeling. Never. LOL. See, you already made me giggle a little.

If you’re not a member of my website, what are you waiting for? I mean seriously. Don’t you like the hot pictures and naughty videos? Trust me, I know you’ll love them. Take a few minutes to check out my website today.

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2008-Mar-31 - Marina Mendoza - Naughty Latina Schoolgirl Slut

Marina Mendoza In A Very Naughty Schoolgirl Uniform

I see a lot of girls wearing schoolgirl uniforms, but I wonder how many of them actually went to a private school where they had to wear a uniform everyday. I was forced to go to a private school and let me tell you the uniform they make you wear is not very sexy - unless you make it. I was a little bit of a rebel back then, especially my senior year. I'd wear skirts a size smaller just so that they would be shorter and show off my legs. The shirts I sometimes got two sizes too small so that they would show off my tits. It's safe to say, I attracted a lot of attention from the boys in my classes. However, some of the school administrators[[ weren't so happy about some of my outfits. But you,[[ know that didn't stop me from wearing them.

They sent me to a private school to learn how to behave, but if anything I came out more wild! Click here to see more of my naughty pictures and videos at Marina Mendoza, my very wild adult modeling website!

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2008-Mar-31 - WiiPink

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2008-Mar-31 - Pantera XXX - Sexy Modeling

Here’s some pictures from one of my first and favorite photo shoots. While, I love being in front of the camera now, in fact it’s like my second home, there’s a time not too long ago when I used to get so nervous. Photographers told me I was a natural, but I felt so awkward and I was worried no one would offer me any more jobs. It’s pretty safe to say I was wrong, and it all seems pretty silly now.

You can see all my pictures and videos from all my photo shoots - the awkward and the not so awkward at my website, Pantera XXX.

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2008-Mar-30 - Pythagoras Was Nowhere In The Picture

Life as a private tutor is not without its perks.

    Teaching might well be termed the “noble profession,” but at the same time it can set in train some diabolically risky situations. I should knowÂ….I have been a hired educationalist these last three decades and this is but one such early encounter.

    New-Age thinking insists that obstacles and difficulties which befall us during our lives are in reality no more than “opportunities” in disguise. Such might be up for protracted debate admittedly, should a wayward semi carouse through your lounge-room one evening midway through CSI, or a herd of marauding bison trample you underfoot in South Dakota mid vacation. 

    Denise though was infinitely more of a challenge! 

    I was in my mid thirties at the time. Having had it big-time with the State educational boards and being tired of High-School theatrics and the one dimensional power-plays inside most staff rooms, I decided I could do no worse as a private teacher.

    As it happened, it proved to be a great career move. In charge of my own destiny finally, rather than being at the whim of some lame-brained politically incorrect school Principal, I developed a greater pride in my vocation, taking pleasure from helping individual students to understand what the education system appeared unable to pass-on within a class environment.

    My specialty, if you can accurately describe it thus, is remedial work. Parents call me in when their child is having difficulty with mathematics or science – most usually around the sophomore stage but occasionally even in their final year.

    Denise in fact had only nine months left to graduation.

    Her father, a prominent up-state attorney, was from the “nothing short of perfection cuts it in this world” school of thinking. Straight AÂ’s for his children were the lowest acceptable ranking and anything less than the number one class position at year-end was an embarrassment to be endured. Failure was not an option letÂ’s say!

    Denise as it happened sat well inside the top percentile band of math studentsÂ…having done so since sixth grade. She had simply pulled down a B plus in an early year-twelve spot test which had been enough for her father to throw a nervy turn, insisting he call in a home tutor to ‘rectify the problemÂ’ before it was too late. Denise was both demeaned and upset by the suggestion but like everyone else in the family, powerless to argue or reason with this particular control-freak.

    Thus it was, I was ushered late that Friday afternoon into the lofty hallway of the Sanderson manor, a riot of mosaic flooring, scatter rugs and marble statues. Conrad Sanderson himself, splendidly attired in an Armani tuxedo and on his way to some sort of legal-eagle ball downtown so I learned, escorted me up the semi-circular staircase to DeniseÂ’s suite of rooms somewhere along the east wing.

  “Just suss out her problem areas and help her as best you can,” he muttered, knocking on his daughterÂ’s suite.

   Best I describe for you in detail, the young lady who now stood before us.

  ‘Pretty,Â’ does her an injustice. Just seventeen, Denise radiated both a poise and elegance that belied her years. Still attired in her immaculately pressed school uniform, everything about her was ultimately feminine and desirable. From the neat collar and cuffs of her blouse to the hem of her shortish but fully decent skirt, she exuded confidence and dignity. Her quite obviously natural copper-colored hair hung shoulder length, framing a somewhat inquisitive visage whose light blue eyes would have stopped a T-Rex in full flight. Together with smooth cheeks that had surely been sculptured from the finest alabaster on hand, backed-up with generous lips that would be in majorly serious demand in the coming years, here was a package that could not only reduce the average man to an outpouring of nonsensical gibberish but  would be likely damaging more hearts in the short term than a regular intake of a Quarter-Pounder and fries.

   
    I shook her hand upon her fatherÂ’s introduction and noticed that she maintained eye-contact where other girls might have betrayed a hint of embarrassment or insecurity.

    Having been married for well over a decadeÂ…and happily so I may add, let me state for the record that I had never strayed from the fold, not even looked at another girl to be honest. This was but a child technically and yet something about her captivated me on the instant.

   “Well I expect you will want to be getting on with it,” Sanderson barked, obviously impatient to be on his way. “The housekeeper will let you out when you are finished,” he added as a seeming afterthought, before heading off without so much as a backward glance. Denise looked momentarily embarrassed by his curt manner but smiled sweetly at me nevertheless. I followed her into the room.

    Ultra feminine young girls normally have ultra feminine sleeping quarters. It emphasizes their sexual birthright and highlights their orientation. Denise as I said had a small suite of rooms to color her world. Her “ante-chamber” as one might assume it to be, contained classic period furniture that would have set daddy back many a long hour in the Supreme Court. Pretty light green drapes that matched the painted décor, hung at the huge bay window that was wide enough to host a leather-ingrained desk, presently piled up with school-books at one end. Another table, smaller, but with chairs clustered around it, sat against the left wall. Home to a state-of-the-art computer system, it was to this that she led me. I had a momentary glimpse of an expansive bedroom through the far doorway, containing what looked like a four-poster adorned with a coverlet and cushions from the Persian Empire. Denise lived comfortably it appeared!

    Ushering me to a chair she sat down herself, looking at me somewhat expectantly. I touched upon her fatherÂ’s concerns and asked if there were any areas she would like help with?  Unable to nominate any she merely commented.

   “ItÂ’s just the way dad is Mr. Carr. He thinks anything less than total perfection is “failure.” He wants me to go to Law school with a perfect one-hundred percent examination record.” She lowered her pretty head for a moment.

    “I donÂ’t even want to be a lawyer,” she confided. I thought I could see a few embryonic tears and wanted to cuddle her more than anything right then.

   “What is it you would like to do then Denise?” I asked.

    Hastily controlling her emotions she looked up again.

   “Something with childrenÂ…..disadvantaged families,” she replied. “IÂ’d really like to make a difference to a few kidsÂ’ lives. Give something back to people who have had way less fortunate lives than me.”

    It wasnÂ’t so much her words as the sincerity of them that touched me. I knew right then that she was more than just a pretty young girlÂ…she was something else completely. She possessed the unfathomable, something I recognized and sadly...needed.

    Neither of us spoke for a moment.

  “Anyway Mr Carr,” she said smiling once again, “Since youÂ’re here, maybe we should let you earn some of dadÂ’s moneyÂ…right?Â’ She leaned across the desk and retrieved some of her workbooks.

    As it turned out, the session was not without purpose. Whilst she ranked at the fore-front of academic ability, perhaps the smartest young lady I ever had the pleasure of teaching, there were a few areas involving calculus and algorithmic logic that in her case, could benefit from a theoretical make-over. It wasnÂ’t that she had failed to understand anything, merely that she had never been taught correctly.

    By the second month, we had covered every aspect that needed attention. Her work ethic and retention capability quite astounded me but this paled into insignificance when measured against my own escalating obsession.

   I was beginning to think of nothing else but that next Friday night. I desperately needed to be near Denise, to share in some small measure a part of her lifeÂ….however insignificant that might be to her. I would gaze unhindered at her beautiful face as she might work at a problem, those expressive blue eyes of hers when they would flash with youthful pleasure at the point she might resolve an equation.

    It was the week after she turned eighteen that the equilibrium was for ever fractured.

    Pulling into the manorÂ’s driveway at the appointed 8 pm. I was surprised to see Sanderson striding forth angrily from the front porch towards the chauffeured Mercedes. Fully ignoring my presence, he climbed into the limo, barking instructions to the driver who lost no time in circumnavigating the huge fountain before accelerating swiftly back down the driveway up which I had just cruised.

    The puzzle deepened when Denise herself opened the front door to me.

   “Is everything OK?” I asked

   “Sure,” she answered, a large smile creasing her face. “ItÂ’s just daddy – he fired the housekeeper a few moments ago.” She actually broke out into giggles. “Laura had just polished one of the hallway floors and dad slipped on it and spilt coffee all over himself. He was soo mad!” She all but collapsed in mirth at the recalled image it seemed.

   “Well isnÂ’t that rather unreasonable?”  I asked. “She was only doing her job.”

  “ThatÂ’s my dad,” she replied, “But itÂ’s Ok, heÂ’ll calm down and re-hire her next week, heÂ’s done it before.” She added breezily.

    Closing the front door, she led me back to her rooms. That was no hardship I have to be honest. Following a teenage girl up a reasonably steep flight of stairs when she is wearing a figure-hugging white dress that clings to everything it was fundamentally designed to latch on to – is, if one is honest – well, fun!  I wondered whether she even knew that the opaque nature of the garment did little to shield her modesty so far as undergarments were concerned. Now as it happens, I like pastel blue panties as much as the next private tutor and those that were wiggling up those risers not eighteen inches from my gaze, were indeed a source of inspiration.

    You can understand then that my peristaltic rate was unusually high by the time we sat down at the desk. My mind was definitely not on things mathematical. As she worked at the first of a few problems I set for her, my gaze fell, as they had done many times previously I must be honest, upon the upper part of her dress. Adrift to the third button, it was enough letÂ’s say, to display her small but delightful cleavage, not to mention a substantial ribbon of lacy bra. Even chiding myself for such voyeuristic pleasures, I was unable to wrench my gaze from that field of dreams. It was at that second she happened to look up and catch my decadent line of vision.

    I think we blushed equally.

    ItÂ’s funny how one often makes with the dumbest of comments when caught in a personally embarrassing situation. I simply looked at her and muttered. “IÂ’m so sorry DeniseÂ…itÂ’s just that, well I think you are so beautiful.” ItÂ’s hardly a plausible excuse for staring fixedly at a teenage girlÂ’s breasts but certainly it was the truth.

    Instinctively she raised her hand to her chest, which only served to heighten my desire.

   “Do you really think IÂ’m pretty?” she whispered.

    The weeks of unspoken affection could no longer be suppressed. I leaned across and kissed her gently on the cheek. For a moment she said nothing, simply looking at me with what must have been shocked bemusement. The blush lingered however and I could hardly fail to notice that she had made no move to either distance herself from me or to air the least of reprimands. Her body language if anything, suggested a complicity of sorts.

    Once again I inclined my head towards her and discerning still no implied resistance, I kissed her on the lips.

    When a girl wants to be kissed, it is very obvious. When you have been desperate to kiss her for a couple of months or more, the odds are the floodgates will open of their own accord.

    I donÂ’t even recall pulling her on to my lap, all I remember is the softness and sweet taste of her young lips. Holding her to me, I reveled in her warmth and seductive perfume as I continued kissing her passionately. Eventually we broke off, both quite obviously in respiratory distress.

  “I have wanted you to kiss me for ages,” she said, looking up at me with what might have been pleasured victory.

  “No more than my own thoughts on the matter Denise,” I murmured. “I have wanted to do this just about since I met you.”

    I could see clearly down her cleavage those delicately receding curves. She appeared not to mind in the least. Intending to define the rules of the game a little further, I kissed her neck then her collar-bone. The girlÂ’s sharp intake of breath suggested I was moving in a positive direction. Kissing her literally an inch above her right breast brought both a cry of surprise and a definitive wriggle of her hips. It also wrought changes to certain anatomical areas of my ownÂ…none that I was wanting her to notice right that moment you can understand.

    Kissing is downright dangerous if youÂ’re serious about it! Denise was committed to learning, no doubt about it! Unable to prevent my hands from their own little trek of indecency, I suddenly found a wonderfully soft and pliant little breast within the confines of my right palm. ItÂ’s owner looked at me and sighed as I squeezed that oh-so-desirable mound. I think she had in mind to say “NoÂ…donÂ’t” but nothing ever eventuated and thus I not only continued to fondle that which I shouldnÂ’t, but my hand slid itÂ’s illicit way deep inside her bra where tactility ran riot and the sighs multiplied threefold. She raised her own hand to mine – not to remove it but to ensure I think that her breasts might remain cupped and fondled until time ran out.

   “IÂ’ve never had a boyfriend,” she whispered to me between breaths…“Dad refuses to let me have one.” I wasnÂ’t sure right that moment whether I viewed that as an act of cruelty or one of gratuitous sexual opportunity. Either way I had a wife at home and doing what I was with an inexperienced and majorly vulnerable young lady was, if not downright reprehensible, way left field of responsible! ItÂ’s definitely not what I signed-on for with the Parish Priest. The deductive process however is stymied when one is on the road to inflamed passion in a teenage girlÂ’s bedroom suite, the senses intoxicated by a heady mix of girlish scents and the seductive delights of a partially exposed bosom.

   There was also the inescapable fact that in some way I needed this girl. Needed her closeness, her intrinsic inner beauty and her intellect...if that makes any sense?

   With an arm around her shoulders holding her to me, I had just the one hand free for other things - not that this was any great hardship. Turning my attentions to DeniseÂ’s other breast, I had both pretty much three-quarters out of their bra cups with now just a hint of nipple either side. I decided to push the boundaries yet further and began to undo another button. Oddly, Denise just sat there looking downwards as her dress gaped yet wider, revealing in all its provocative glory that sexy little nylon restraint. Cupping her breasts with both hands brought forth a formative moan from that half-open if not delicate mouth. It was definitely time to kiss those lips a little more.

    Risking a full scale rebellion, I gradually lowered my mouth to the girlÂ’s fully exposed cleavage. A sharp intake of breath heralded my initial contact. The smell of her breasts in such close proximity I have to say, was addling my thought processes. I wanted her more than any female I was ever privy to be with. For her part, even as I began kissing her breasts along their upper perimeter, she closed her eyes and leaned back against my shoulder breathing hard, to compensate I imagine for her increased pulse-rate.

    Very gently, I eased both breasts clear of their padded crèche. A more beautiful and desirable sight I had never seen. Lowering my mouth further, I drew down upon her right nipple which caused her to shudder with unforced pleasure. Latching on to that wondrously hot little teat I suckled her then, taking such pleasure myself as I am incapable of describing accurately. Making the cutest of little sounds, she opened her pretty eyes and the expression there-in was one of pleading expectation. I began to draw down now on her other breast – dead center.

    I donÂ’t even know if she was aware that she was arching her back in an instinctive attempt to thrust her young breasts out more prominently. I canÂ’t say I was actually dwelling on this possibility. All I knew is that I wanted to suck those eighteen-year old nipples until either the Police showed up or her Father took me out with an AK47.

    What man would be satisfied with his achievements thus far? What man could be??

    Even as I continued tenderly suckling the girl, my right hand re-located itself low down on her thigh, just above the knee. I began caressing the soft skin through her dress which at this juncture was fulfilling its purpose by maintaining an impressive level of modesty.

    Gradually my hand slipped lower although I took care to maintain a caressing action rather than anything more intrusive. Just a few inches below her knee I reached the hem of her dress. The skin there at the back of her legs was like hot silk. Deliberately I stopped kissing her momentarily as I wanted to gauge her reaction to this latest line of offense. She certainly was interested in my modus operendi, to judge by her yelp of surprise as my hand slipped beneath her dress, commencing its imperceptible ascent north. She permitted all troop movements up until mid thigh level where the heat was approaching that of a tropical rain-forest. Despite having instinctively spread her legs meanwhile, she placed her hand atop mine, shaking her head slowly and murmuring “No, pleaseÂ…no further.”

    Now think about it logically. A teenage girl sits on your knee willingly, her cleavage not ten inches from your face. She encourages you to kiss her, responds in kind, having no objection when you begin fondling her breasts. She permits you to not only put your hand down her top but to undo the buttons of her dress and gaze at her bra, before exposing her breasts totally in order that you may suck them stupid. She then lets you caress her leg and knees before slipping your hand up her dress and feeling her up as far as mid thigh.

    Then she calls a halt to proceedings under the rights of the citizen act?  I donÂ’t think so!

    What she is saying of course is “IÂ’m scared!”

    Holding her hands, I just looked into those deep blue pools of hers. “YouÂ’re safe with me sweetie,” I told her. “I know youÂ’ve never done anything like this and youÂ’re desperate to know what itÂ’s like, right?  I understand itÂ’s a huge step for you Denise but itÂ’s one you have to decide to take – I canÂ’t do it for you.” She was studying me now closer than ever.

    “For what itÂ’s worth sweetheart, I want you more than anything else – not just for the sake of sex but because thereÂ’s something about you I just frankly have fallen in love with these last two months. I know have no right to expect anything from you, I shouldnÂ’t even be doing this at all. I am being completely unfair to my wifeÂ…to my own conscience even. ItÂ’s just something I never thought I would do. Having said all that though, it changes little. YouÂ’re still sitting on my knee and I can think of nothing else but making love to you.”  It looked to me like there were the beginnings of a few tears in her eyes.

   “That wasnÂ’t my intention either sweetheart – to upset you I mean.” I added somewhat meekly. If you want this to stop right now – tell me, I will respect and understand your decision totally.”

    I might have expected one of several responses but certainly not that which I received.

    Giving me a gentle but rather loving kiss, she slid off my lap then turning slightly, took my hand in hers. Leading me through the doorway to the left of the table at which we had been seated, she ushered me into the main bedroom. Her feminine influence was everywhere from the pinks and pastels to the half a dozen stuffed animals on her pillows. It was a beautiful girlÂ’s room for the most beautiful girl.

    Relinquishing my hand, she sat down on the edge of the bed. Words were not necessary!

    Seating myself alongside, I kissed her once more. Whether she lay back of her own accord or I instigated proceedings I really cannot recall, but moments later we were both lying full-length on the coverlet, Denise on her back, me on my side facing her. At no stage had she buttoned up and thus her pert young breasts still lay open to my gaze, fully adrift from her gaping top. Provocatively displayed as she was, my immediate interest lay within certain latitudes south of the equator. Maintaining eye contact with her, I slipped my left hand beneath the hem of her dress as before, having determined a fixed route to the north this time.

    Once more a soft cry of shocked surprise issued from the girlÂ’s lips as her dress was eased high enough to display the first glimpse of her light pink panties – cute and frilly much like their white counterpart in the northern climes. Instinctively trying to cover them with her hands – a gesture I found extremely arousing – I had simply to grasp her arms and return them to her side. Understandably nervous in the extreme, she nevertheless showed what I considered great determination in allowing me to continue my progressive abuse of her young body.

    The first of many audible gasps accompanied my total exposure of those rather skimpy briefs. For a few seconds I could but stare at such total perfection. That wonderfully flat girlish stomach giving way to pronounced flared hips that were highlighted so delightfully by those sexy little knickers. The prominence of her as yet hidden vulva concealed as it was by that colored rayon fabric – those sexy curves descending tantalizingly between her legs. I was just able to make-out a darkish area beneath, that could only be pubic hairÂ…curls actually, to judge by the two or three stragglers I could see peeking out rather suggestively.

    Only three inches from her panties now, I worked my hand more towards the inside of her leg which not only made her wriggle slightly but caused her to part her knees sufficient that the front of her panties was now quite visible. It wasnÂ’t something one could really overlook. Wishing to tease her no longer I allowed myself the luxury of actually brushing up against the soft material with the side of my hand. She reacted as is scalded, apologizing immediately. “IÂ’m sorry, IÂ’m just not used to any of this itÂ’s all so new to me.”

   Might have been “new” to her but to me it was heaven on earth! Opting for the more direct approach now, I laid my hand across the front of those searingly hot panties of hers and with my index finger began indenting the front of them the whole way down between her legs. I could feel the heat emanating from that virginal crevice right through the soft material.

    Unable to prevent herself arching upwards slightly and despite the obvious embarrassment of her predicament, more than one soft moan was now audible. I began to caress the flatlands, smoothing my way across her lithe tummy before returning to center stage to rub and apply pressure to her entire vaginal area.

   Once she was comfortable with this latest development (and what it was doing to me anatomically is best left unspoken) I leaned forward and kissed her slightly below the belly button. Again a little cry of shock as I continued to kiss her, locked-on to a southerly trajectory as I was, planting one final smooch dead center of her panties. That brought on a couple of “Ohhs” with some accompanying hip wriggles.

    It was really time to divest her of her outer-wear although I must say, sprawled on her back like that, her dress pushed up to her hips, legs slightly apart with both her panties and breasts fully exposed, did have its visual benefits!

   “May I take your dress off sweetie?” I whispered.

    She looked at me for a moment, unsure exactly of what this might be committing her to in the short term. Sitting up then, she reached behind her back and unzipped herself. Easing her on to her tummy achieved two goals. Firstly, the ability to pull the dress off and following that, the relatively simple task remained of extricating her bra also. I was faced then with what – up to that moment at least – was the sexiest image I had ever encountered.

   Just three days into her eighteenth year and being a rather small girl – five-two at the most, she looked, lying there face down on the coverlet in just her panties, like a highly vulnerable fourteen or fifteen-year old girl sleeping. It was an scenario I found highly conducive to my on-going arousal.

    Unable to pass-up the opportunity, I gave her a gentle spank on that curvy little bottom. She gave a cry of probably genuine shock and turned to look at me.

   “Why did you do that?Â’ she giggled

   “Because sweetheart,” I replied, “you have the sexiest little bottom it has ever been my pleasure to encounter. Allow me to give you one more!”

    I have this theory that most girls find being spanked highly arousing. Never met one yet didnÂ’t like it. In any event Denise just turned her head back to the coverlet and if I didnÂ’t know better, wriggled that sexy little rear-end of hers just enough to register her thoughts on the matter.

   The follow-up was a doozie. Denise yelped as my hand impacted across both cheeks causing them to ripple momentarily. Reaching behind her she covered her bottom with both hands. “No more,” she frowned, “that really hurt!”

    For fear of overstaying my welcome, I apologized and retracted my hand. Call me perverted, but if you have never had the privilege of spanking a teenage girl at some juncture, then your life must by necessity be that much poorer for the loss.

    Kneeling alongside her hips I figured the best course of action right that moment might be Knight to QueenÂ’s Bishop 3. My eyes still glued to her pert little bottom I slipped a hand up between her legs and applied some digital pressure to the precise spot on her panties where I knew her vaginal lips must be concealed. The effect was immediate. Quite forgetting about her ill-treated rear-end, she gasped in surprise and closed up her legs – a fully automated defense move.

    One can always find a counter-move in any given situation.

    In this case, taking a hold of the waistband of her panties and pulling them two thirds down her bottom seemed to me very appropriate. Whether youÂ’d call it a gasp or a squeal IÂ’m not sure, but certainly she had her hands behind her in an attempt to salvage some modesty, before you could say “how rude!”

    Completely over-awed by the sight of her partially exposed rear crevice and incredibly smooth cheeks, reddish as one side was, I did what any aroused male would have done. I leaned forward and kissed her bottom softly.

    “DonÂ’t pull my panties downÂ…please” she whimpered, whilst making no further effort to tug them back up though I noted.

    By the fourth kiss - slightly higher, at the very base of her spine in fact, she was wriggling herself stupid. Despite her protestations, I managed to peel her panties off altogether, yielding finally that which I had imagined, but in my wildest dreams could never have hoped to see – Denise undressed and at my procreative mercy. To say that she was beautiful in her nakedness is to laughably understate the situation. She was every manÂ’s greatest desire!

    Slowly I turned her over, allowing her to cover her pussy with both hands as I did so. It left more than enough to admire, believe me. Her expression was one of complete trepidation yet innocent expectancy, discomfort yet seductive encouragement.

   “Would you let me see you sweetheart?” I asked softly, glancing down at her hands.

    Shyly but bravely she slowly brought her hands apart. I think I gulped! I know I was close to being rendered catatonic.

    To be afforded the privilege of gazing at that which a teenage girl has never let anyone see before is almost a humbling experience. Those incredibly sculptured downward curves of her clearly moist vaginal lips, hemmed in on all sides by that triangle of protective but equally provocative little brown curlsÂ…that my friends, is something you can never buy on eBay.

    Already besotted with her, I was overcome now by feelings of passionate need and protective intent. Other facets to my life had ceased to have meaning. With no game plan whatsoever I pulled her on top of me and kissed her with an intensity I never knew I possessed. She responded eagerly and I was a boy again.

    With her breasts crushed up against my shirt I was vaguely aware of holding her around her bottom whilst her legs draped either side of my own. Occasionally she would arch her back upwards, so that her pretty dark brown hair would cascade in my face while she regarded me fixedly between kisses. I think she knew also the extent to which her naked breasts were driving me crazy in that position. In the space of two minutes we had reversed roles. It was she was now the teacher and me the committed student.

    IÂ’m not sure if she was aware I had unzipped my pants, though logic would suggest she would have to be. I do know that she made no attempt of any sort either physical or verbal, to dissuade me from my course and even as I fumbled beneath her abdomen, extricating my swollen and desperately needful erection, she was still permitting me to kiss her passionately.

    At that angle, and especially given that the girlÂ’s legs were substantially apart as she straddled me, locating her vaginal ingress proved something less than a major feat of engineering. Penetration however was not without its initial glitch.

    Most eighteen-year old girls, even if they are still technically virgins, have generally loosened up the general area courtesy of their own or their boyfriendÂ’s fingers during certain moments of self-gratification shall we say?. The hymen you may assume has frequently lost a degree of elasticity at least.

   Denise however must have been a very good girl, for despite her obvious willingness if not desire to part with her virginity that day, its accomplishment was not without considerable application on her part.

   “No, I really want you to do it to me,” she pleaded, when I offered to withdraw from the playing field as it was obviously hurting her a lot.

    Eventually we worked our way through the minefield – mainly by way of her controlling depth and pressure with her own hips and I was able to sink deeply inside that ragingly hot cavern for the first time.

   I can still see her lips open in silent pleasure as I began to thrust up into her. She minded neither my  hands as they caressed her bottom from hip to thigh nor my face as it nuzzled her breasts atop me. All she seemed to care about was what I was doing to her with that swollen rod I had inside her. I did a lot tooÂ…even if I do say so myself!

   There is probably nothing more sexually encouraging than a pretty and majorly innocent young girl pleading with you to “fuck her” when you are doing just that. Not words I can ever imagine Denise having used in her short life, she appeared suddenly to have an expanded vocabulary on site.

    Fuck her I did though and in every conventional position. An attentive student to the end, she showed great aptitude for her chosen subject. By the time we had run the gauntlet of:  missionary, all-fours center quilt and draped half-off the end of the bed with her hands on the carpet, itÂ’s line-ball who was the most seriously skinned. Eventually we just curled up in that bed and slept for a while.

     I was so in love with this girl I could think of nothing but holding and nuzzling her. For a while I just lay there watching her sleep and caressing her hair. I had no idea what the following day might bring, let alone the rest of my life.

    At the point Conrad Sanderson knocked at his daughterÂ’s door two hours later, calling out “Denise, would you come out here NOW please?” I had a lot on my mind!

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2008-Mar-30 - Sisters

I couldn’t resist, they were just too
good to pass up. One,
the older sister was a little chunky, the youngest sister was

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absolutely perfect. If not for that, they could have been
identical twins. Yeah, they were sisters, alright, I knew it
the
moment they walked in the door.

I drained my beer quickly and walked up
to the bar as they
were about to pass. “Another Bud”, I said to the bartender,
then
glanced at the girls as they passed. In any country bar in
El
Paso, two things were taken for granted. One, each woman was
open territory and would be hit on immediately by every man
in

the bar. You had to be fast, or go home alone. Second, some
dumb son-of-a-bitch would start a fight by the end of the
evening, so if you didn’t want to partake in the festivities
it
was smart to get in, get a girl and a drink, and get out.
Some
nights I did just that, some night I stuck around to polish up my

hand-to-hand combat skills.

“Ladies, can I be the first to offer you
a drink?” I asked
boldly as the younger sister turned to look at me. The older

sister turned and looked me over, then whispered in her
younger
sister’s ear. They finally nodded and wandered back to the bar.

A half drunk cowboy jumped up from a nearby table and tried
to
intercept them before they reached me. I kicked a chair into
his
path and shook my head sadly as he glared at me.

“Night’s young,” I said quietly, “no need
to get all busted
up so early,” I grabbed the drinks set beside me by the
bartender. The cowboy glared, I returned his stare and he

grunted and turned away.

“You can get mean, can’t you?” the older
sister asked. “What
are you, a cop?”

“No, just a soldier from Fort Bliss.
What about you?” I
asked as I led them back to my table.

“I’m Diana,” the older sister said, “this
is my sister Maria.
I work at a bank, Maria waits tables.”

“You live alone?” I asked with growing
excitement as I
watched the hypnotic jiggle of Diana’s breasts while she
stirred
her drink.

“Yes… well no, we live with each other
and we have a maid.
She’s Mexican.”

I looked both girls over. They were
obviously Mexican, or
part Mexican at least. But having lived in El Paso for over
a

year I knew they were referring to a real Mexican, as in a
girl
from Mexico. There were at least half a million illegal
Mexican’s working in El Paso it seemed, and most of them were
maids.

“If you’re looking for another roommate,
let me know,” I said
with a slow smile, “it sounds like a dream come true.

“You can come over any time you want,”
Diana said in all
seriousness. “The couch turns into a bed.”

She was telling me that I could come over
and stay, but a
good night’s sleep was all I was getting. But I had high
hopes
and a huge ego, I was sure I could change a mind or two if I
had
the time. Loud voices broke out in the corner in front of me.

It was a simple pushing and “oh yeah?” match, but it would
get
worse as the night passed and they drank more.

“If you girls are hungry, I’ll buy you
dinner, if you can

recommend a good restaurant?” The girls looked at each
other,
took a quick look around the bar to see what my competition
looked like, then nodded. This did wonders for my ego, like
winning a beauty contest or something, although I was no beauty.

We stood up and left, among some very vocal objections. One
guy
suggested that I didn’t need both girls, Diana flipped him
off
just a second before I could. I liked her, even though she was
a
little… mannish?

It was a good night. We ate, drank some
more at the
restaurant bar, and of course I followed them home. It was a
small trailer in a trailer park, but I could care less. It
was
Maria’s ass that I was watching as we made our way through
the
dark to the front steps. The light came on as we reached the
front door. The door was held open by a beautiful and young
Mexican girl. She started speaking a bunch of Spanish, which
I
didn’t understand, then looked at me and smiled. By the time
that Maria was ushering me into a chair, the maid was handing
me

a drink. When I took it she stuck her finger in my drink and
put
the finger in her mouth, sucking the finger dry as she stared
at
me boldly and smiled.

“I think she likes you,” Maria said with
a smile. I looked
up at Maria guiltily and noticed that she was holding a pile
of
bedding. Diana was unfolding the couch into a bed. I was
disappointed. I was sure they would have changed their minds
about the couch by now. Diana spoke to the maid, who they
called

Tenny, probably a nickname, and I suddenly realized that she
couldn’t speak a word of English. The night seemed to be
growing
less promising by the minute.

“Night, Barry,” Diana said with a wave.
She moved to the
back of the trailer. In a moment Maria waved and followed her
to
the bedroom. I looked up at Tenny, she glanced at me once in
a
while as she watched TV. But what could I say or do? I
finally
gave up on having sex and went to the fold-out bed. I took
off

my shoes and sox, then stripped off my shirt and slid under
the
sheets. When I looked up I saw that Tenny had been watching me.

I shrugged and smiled, then turned over and fell asleep.

Some time later, in complete blackness, I
was startled awake
by stealthy movements in the darkness. A blinding light
suddenly
came on as the refrigerator door was opened across the room.
It
was Tenny, wearing a see-through nightie. Wow, what a body!
I
could see every perfect curve through the thin fabric. Her
proud

little breasts stood up firmly, even as she moved. Her cute
little ass was just made to be held in a firm pair of hands.
I
felt my mouth turn dry as she poured a glass of milk, then
stood
in front of the light and slowly drank. My dick was
throbbing
and creating a tent pole in my blankets. As I watched,
supposedly unnoticed, it grew absolutely painful. I stared
at
that perfect little ass and wished I could ram my painful
hard-on
right up between those firm little cheeks.

Tenny finished her milk and suddenly
turned to look at me.
She knew I had been watching, I could tell by the satisfied
smile
on her face as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
I
smiled in return and just laid there watching her. She
suddenly
whispered several sentences in Spanish. I shrugged helplessly.

She pointed at my hard-on and I raised my left leg so the
blankets would hide it. She laughed and closed the
refrigerator
door. I heard her footsteps receding down the hall as she
returned to her own bedroom. I groaned in disappointment and

grabbed my hard-on, then rolled over and sighed in defeat.
The
night sure hadn’t gone like I expected it too.

Suddenly I heard Tenny’s footsteps
returning. In a moment
she was standing beside my bed. The edge of the blanket
lifted
and I felt her body touch mine. With my mouth dry from
excitement, I moved over to make room and she slid under the
blankets, then her slender little leg slid over mine. In the
heat of burning passion I grabbed her and pulled her to me,
then

found her lips in the dark and kissed her painfully. She
didn’t
complain at my brutal attack. She was probably as horny as I
was. We panted and touched in the darkness as we kissed,
then
Tenny finally broke the kiss off and rolled over on top of me.
I
threw the blankets off and massaged her firm ass with my hands.

It was all I had hoped it would be, a tiny firm ass like men
only
dreamed of. My hard-on was pressing between her legs, trying
to
poke a hole through the fabric of her nightie. I was about
to
pull up the fabric and give my throbbing prick a home, when
she

suddenly leaned over to my left, grunted for a moment, then
slid
up to sit on my chest. In a moment I felt something being
pressed into my hand. It was a large vibrator.

Tenny pulled me up to a sitting position,
then slid into the
bed behind me. She wanted me to eat her. Ok, I didn’t mind,
as
long as she took care of me afterwards. I rolled out of the
way
until she positioned herself, then I rolled back between her
legs. My hands were shaking in excitement. Although I
couldn’t

see her in the complete blackness, I was visualizing her
perfect
little ass in the refrigerator light as I eased myself
between
her soft, sweetly scented legs. She smelled like
strawberries.

I twisted the base of the vibrator and it
hummed loudly in
the darkness. I traced the soft skin of her thighs with my
hand
until I found the lightly haired little opening between her legs.

I dropped my mouth over her pussy and slid the vibrator
between
her ass cheeks. I could feel the vibration against my mouth
as

my tongue slid between her warm folds of sweet teen pussy flesh.

She tasted as sweet as she looked. She used some kind of
flavored lotion on her pussy and it was absolutely delicious.

Tenny gasped in the darkness and arched
up off the bed. I
followed her with my mouth and tipped the vibrator up so it
was
in the approximate area of her ass hole. Apparently I hit
the
mark because she gasped even more loudly in the darkness and
began humping her sex against my mouth. I slide the vibrator
up

a little and pressed the tip into her pussy. She gave a
little
scream then clamped her teeth shut with a snap.

I twisted the vibrator to lubricate it,
then slid it inside
her tight little pussy. She was almost tight enough to be a
virgin. Her tight pussy resisted as I tried to push the huge
vibrator inside, then the tip suddenly slid inside and Tenny
gasped in pain and pleasure as I slid the vibrator in as far
as
it would go. She finally clamped a hand over mine and pulled
the

vibrator out a little, at the same time she lowered her ass
to
the sheets and began fucking the vibrator in my hand. I held
her
thigh firmly, and plunged my tongue into the upper portion of
her
pussy. She squealed and grabbed the back of my head, pulling
my
face between her legs. It was hard to operate the vibrator
that
way so I simply wiggled it inside her while I tried to keep
time
to the movement with my tongue.

Tenny suddenly threw her legs wide and
began humping the

vibrator again. I knew from the sounds she was making, that
she
was coming. I plunged the vibrator in and out wildly, as my
tongue sought out and attacked her little clit. She squealed
with wild abandon, grabbed my hair, and began brutally
plunging
my face into her crotch to meet her humping pussy. I didn’t
mind, at first, but as she came she squealed again and mashed
my
face into her throbbing sex, while twisting handfuls of hair.
If
felt like she was ripping it out of my head, but I clenched
my
eyes tightly shut and endured it until she finally relaxed
and

released me. As she began batting at my hand, I twisted the
base
of the vibrator until it turned off, then slowly withdrew it.

She hissed as the vibrator came out, then relaxed in a pile
of
young, spent, female flesh.

I relaxed between her legs, waiting for
her to regain her
strength. In a moment she sighed something in Spanish, then
softly touched my face in the darkness. I wished that I
could
see her, she was such a beautiful young thing. But with the
two

sisters sleeping down the hall, it wasn’t wise to leave a
light
on.
Tenny moved on the bed and I suddenly
found nothing in front
of me. I stretched out and rolled over on my back, knowing
it
was my turn. As the bed moved I knew that something was
different, but couldn’t figure out what it was until I felt
Tenny’s tiny breasts brushing my lips, and the soft warm scent
of
her skin filling my nostrils. She was bending over my head,
rather than appearing at the foot of the bed as I had expected.

As my lips encircled her nipple I felt her’s doing the same
to
mine. It felt really kinky, no girl had ever done that to me
before. I wasn’t able to tell her that men in America didn’t
get
their nipples sucked, and after a few minutes I didn’t want too.

I felt an electric spark shooting from her sucking lips,
right
down my stomach to my prick. What a rush!

I didn’t think my prick could get any
harder, but it did. I
had the most painful hard-on of my life. I couldn’t wait for
her

lips to reach it. Tenny changed from my right nipple to my
left
and her own nipples naturally changed as well. I eagerly
sucked
on her stiff little right nipple, rubbing my hands over her
soft,
slender back. It seemed like hours, but it was probably less
than ten minutes before Tenny shifted positions without
warning,
and I gleefully felt her positioning herself between my legs.

She forced me to raise my ass with her strong little hands.
When
I did I felt a towel slide under it. Before I could wonder
about
the towel, or object, I felt the vibrator pressing against my

asshole. With a deaf twist, she suddenly had it inside and I
gasped in surprise, pain, and anticipation. The vibrator came
on
and my insides turned to fire.

The intensity of the fire frightened me
at first, I was sure
that something was wrong, but after a moment the pleasure was
shooting through my body. When Tenny first made contact with
my
prick, with her soft hot lips, I almost came instantly. She
felt
my abdomen convulsing and paused until the moment had passed,

then gently slid her mouth down the entire length of my
shaft.

I gave a quivering sigh and felt her
giggle around my prick.
The vibration nearly made me come again, but just as I began
to
tighten up for a really big orgasm, she slid the vibrator
farther
inside my ass. The sensation from the vibrator made my
orgasm
stop in it’s tracks. The vibrator slid in more and more until
it
seemed to come up against an obstruction and I gasped in pain.

She pulled it out a little, slid her hand up against my ass,
then

began fucking my ass with the pulsing vibrator.

With my orgasms forgotten for the moment,
I concentrated on
the pleasure of the vibrator sliding in and out of my ass. I
suddenly realized just how good a woman must feel while being
fucked by a guy.

Tenny renewed her attack on my prick, but
my orgasm was long
forgotten. She got down to some serious dick sucking. I was
so
excited that my entire body was shaking. I knew that when I
came

it would be the all-time greatest experience of my life. I
had
never been so lost or so excited. The intensity of it
frightened
me, I would have done anything just to get Tenny to continue
her
attack. I liked being in charge, but there was no doubt that
the
little Mexican girl between my legs was in charge now. She
was
turning my body to putty.

Tenny stopped sliding her mouth up and
down my prick. She
slid my prick far into her mouth until her nose was being
tickled

by my pubic hairs, then began to make some movement with her
mouth that drove me completely crazy. It was not really like
sucking, it was more like she was swallowing. The
constrictions
of her throat were milking me dry. I felt the heat of a
killer
orgasms building and I stiffened on the bed. Tenny stopped
moving the vibrator, holding it all the way in while she
concentrated on my prick. Boiling waves of passion were
tearing
my loins apart. I felt myself clenching the sheets in my
hands,
trying to restrain groans of painful pleasure.

I heard somebody panting like a dog, and
after a few minutes
I realized that it was me. Forcing my prick up and into
Tenny’s
mouth, she dropped the vibrator, pulled up a roll of blanket
and
used it to hold the vibrator in my ass so she had a hand free
to
take her perky little tit and massage my balls with it. The
soft
skin on my balls made me explode. I grabbed the sides of her
face and forced her face down as I filled her mouth with
gushing
spurts of cum. She sucked madly, making a pleased,
passionate

sound that added vibration to my already sensitive prick and
caused pain and pleasure.

I could tell that Tenny was swallowing my
cum, by the
movements of her face between my legs. This made the entire
experience even more pleasurable. After weeks of intense
pleasure, my orgasms finally quieted and died. Tenny held
her
mouth still until I relaxed, then gently slid her lips off my
prick, and the vibrator out of my ass. She said something in
the

darkness and I heard her bare footsteps retreating.

This was just the first of many nights
spent with Tenny. She
was very inventive and completely insatiable. I found that
the
sisters didn’t mind when they referred to her as “my girl” a
week
later. I also found that both sisters were strictly lesbians,
so
I was out of luck there. As it turned out, that little
trailer
was one of the happiest memories I have.

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