Purchased

Well, one night all the rest of my family went out for dinner and I was left at home feeling prety bored. I started to read the newspaper when it dorned on me that i was in the position to legally ring up a call girl.

I rang around trying to get the best prices and find where the youngest lady was when i decided upon a girl called Emily. Emily said that she was 23, brown hair, and a great body. DOne i decided, when she arrived I was stunned. She would have been around 30yrs old but she was as sexy as they come. She would be described as a "Routable mum".

We went into my room which i had allready prepared by closing all the curtins etc... I was also nervous as it was my first time. i took her by the hands and she put her hands around my waist. She would not let my kiss her but that was Ok cause i was able to kiss her neck etc... which i proceded to do. It was awsome, she kept on wispering my name, over and over again. I loved the feel of her medium but firm brests against my chest. I was not to sure on what to do and she sensed this so she took of my shirt and unbottened my pants.

I asked her if I could touch her vagina and she took my hand and guided my fingers to her honey pot. She was not wairing any nickers and from what i could feel - she had a perfectly shaven pussy.

Emily told me to lie down on the bed which I did. She stood over me and proceded to strip her cloths of. She was perfect. She haf nice breasts and a slim body. Emily told me that she was required to work out at a gym to make sure that she had a perfect body - It was worth it.

Emily reached into her bag and got out a billy. She took of my undies ad took my cock into her hand. I was in heven even though she had only rapped a billy onto my rock hard virgin penis. Emily asked me if I would like her to suck my penis so I said YES, YES, YES. You could tell that she was a pro cause she was awsome at it. She was wearing a gold necklace and she was playing with it while giving me a blowie. I could feel her tounge explore my penis and the chain rolling up and down me. I tild her that I would like to enter her if that was OK. Sh said that it was perfectly OK so she told me to lie flat on my back and she would enter me by sitting onto my penis. She put her vagina right nto the top of my penis and just stopped there for a while with about 2mm of my cock inside her. She was as hot as anything and the feeling I got was the best (i was probably cumming a little bit).

I asked emily if I would be able to stick it all the way in and she said that that would be ok so she slowly lowered herself onto me. That first pump was the best. I was not to sure on what to do so i just started to raise and lower my hips in rythem to her thrusts. In no time at all I had blown my load. Emily then took me to my shower and gave me a nice massage with the soap. she then let me was all of her body so i played special attention to her tits. I started to suck on them and lick her nipples with the tip of my tounge. They didnt really have a taste but it turned her on all the same. Just after she had finished drying me the phone rang telling her that the cab would be there soon.

that was my first time i had ever had sex. even though it was with a prostitute i still value it. She was warm and caring as much as she could be. I never did ring her back and arrange another session because i never saw her add in the paper again.

It was the best $80 i have ever spent and everytime when i get a hardon - i go to my room and masturbate over the 1hour we spent together.

Bye emily and thankyou.

Doomed Office Romance

This is the story of a young woman whose office romance ended in heartbreak. She emailed it a while back and later gave me permission to post it online.

I had an office romance that lasted for about four months. This may not seem like a long time, but we had been friends for almost two years. We’ve been officemates for even longer (three years).

When we were friends, he was open with me, telling me everything about his past relationships--the way he played and fooled women when he was young. And he said he has changed over the years and learned his lessons already (he is almost 50—18 years older than I).

He claimed to single but he had a girlfriend for two years. His explanation was this: they weren’t in love, but just stayed together for companionship since they were both getting older.

Our friendship progressed until he started showing romantic interest. He claimed that he broke up with the before-mentioned girlfriend. I eventually fell for him, though there was really no commitment. We dated, we kissed, and I even slept beside him (but never had sex). He knew that I was preserving myself for the man that I'll get married with.

He also knew about my painful past. I had a very serious boyfriend before. We were together six years and planned to marry. Sadly, he passed away unexpectedly. This was devastating, and I did not open myself to another relationship for six years.

But as the office romance continued, I discovered numerous lies. He had not broken up with the before-mentioned girlfriend, and I discovered he was still married to a woman in the States.

I broke up with him after learning about all of these lies. His girlfriend even sent me a text message, telling me not to bother them anymore. He put the picture of his girlfriend back on his desk. I still have to see him every day, and I see his girlfriend picking him up at the office.

I’m really hurt by all of this. It is hard for me not to hate him, and he’s never even asked for forgiveness.

I am just so blessed that I never let go with my faith. That has kept me holding on. My prayers never let me down and I see the hand of God moving in my life. I pray that one day he will realize his mistakes and ask for sincere forgiveness, but as of know, I don't think he will do that. I am glad that I have a wonderful family and friends who support me. I hope I can overcome this soon.

Thank you for taking time reading this. Hoping for your reply. By the way I forgot to mention, he is an American and I am a Filipina—I don't know if it has anything to do with cultural differences.

Sleepover on the field

One night me and my friends were having a sleepover in a field. We played dares and I was dared to kiss one of my friends. We kissed and it felt great, our lips moving together.

Later on we went to bed. I was in a tent on my own. After a bit the tent door opened. It was the girl I had kissed earlier. She came in and lay on top of me, and kissed me hard on the mouth. Her toungue slipped into my mouth and we kissed for a long time.

After a while she broke the kiss and moved down. she found my dick and kissed the tip of it. Then she slowy began to suck it. It felt incredible. I soon came in her mouth and she kissed me again, and I could taste my cum in her mouth.

Then I started squeezing her tits, which felt great. We stripped each other off, and lay feeling each others bodies. I sucked and licked her tits, and I could hear her moaning softly. Then I moved down and started to lick her pussy. It was wet and hot, and as I licked it she started moaning. The she said "f*** me... I need you inside me"

So I lay on top of her, and slowly went inside her. It was brilliant, and she let out a gasp. I thrust deeper, and began to go up and down, in and out. We kissed again, tongues entwining.

I pulled out before I came and once again cummed in her mouth. After that we lay together and kissed for a while, before going to sleep in each others arms naked.

Stepdaughter Lust

My wife works nights so on New Years Eve it was just her 14y.o. daughter and me. We both had taken our showers and were in flannel pajamas. Shes a little cutie who likes to get me a beer and sip the foam. I had eight already was feeling good and she had a bit of a buzz too, I could tell. She had bruised her bottom playing soccer so I gave her a strong painkiller. A little later she got up to get me another beer and accidently slammed it on the coffee table. It fizzed and she slurped the foam off so it wouldnt spill all over. I said since it was New Years Eve she could finish what little was left. She laughed and said she felt funny already. I cleaned up, got my own beer, and sat on the couch. The painkiller and the beer hit her quick. She laid down on the couch her head on a pillow her hips on my lap. She asked me to scratch her back so she pulled her top up a little. I had to admit she had started to become a woman. Her bare back and and her cute butt were very sexy. I scratched her back and was admiring her body. I got an erection and was feeling like a perv. I told her I had to use the bathroom and got up. I also had taken a couple of painkillers earlier and was feeling mellow and horny. I peed and went back to the couch. She was using the bathroom so I put the pillow on my erection. When she came back she grabbed the pillow and laid down the same way as before. She asked me to tickle her back (something I did dozens of times) by lightly touching her skin with my fingers. At this time the painkillers and beer really hit me and she was very warm and cuddly too. She pulled up her top again but this time I helped by pulling it up as far as it would go, exposing the sides of her breasts. I knew it was wrong but I wanted the stimulation. I lightly ran my fingers on her back and was extremely turned on. My hard erection was pressed against her little pussy. She was falling asleep but was moving her hips rubbing against me. She was innocently getting that good feeling down there. I started to touch the sides of her little breasts and going further down under her waistband to her perfect little butt. I thought she fell asleep but she turned over and sleepily said "tickle my belly now". Now my hard penis was just below her little vagina between her butt cheeks. Her top was still pulled up but covered her nipples. I started to rub her belly and was trying to be a little careful but her top moved and exposed her boobies. I pretty much threw caution to the wind and began tickling her nipples and moved my penis so it was pressed right where I wanted it. I was out of control and moved so I could suck on her little titties. She was totally out for the night so I took my penis out of my pjs and began to play with it. Like the pervert I became I unbuttoned her bottoms and peeked at her little girl parts. I put my finger there but stopped at that. I still was touching her sweet breasts and pleasured myself until I climaxed all over her pajamas. After this I was afraid she remembered the events of the evening but in the morning she hugged me and said Happy New year.

My sister-in-law is sooo hot

Omg my sister-in-law is sooo hot and she flirts with me all the time. i was asked to deliver some things to her house, but she was running errands when i arrived so i called her and she told me where the key was and i let myself in. i could not resist going through her closet and trying on some of her sexy clothes and shoes. i ended up masturbating while wearing her bra, thong and 5 inch pumps, not to mention her sexy sunglasses and lipstick. i strolled in front of a full length mirror, dangling her sexy cigarettes and stroking myself lustfully, half wishing she would walk in and catch me. this went on for at least an hour and i would have stayed longer, but i started getting worried she would return. i finally ejaculated a huge load of cum that shot across her bathroom, hitting her vanity mirror and everything in between. cum dripped down on the sexy high heels i was wearing and since i got cum all over her thong i just wore it home. i had no idea where my sister-in-law was, but i started to panic and did a bad job of cleaning up the sperm i shot all over her bathroom and an even lousier job putting her stuff back. i was so turned on i couldn't even remember where i found some of her stuff. as i was leaving i grabbed a pack of her cigarettes, got in my car and saw her car coming down the street. I nervously chatted with her for a few minutes and drove away realizing that after narrowly escaping getting caught, in my panic, i had left the cum-smeared high heels next to her bed. omg. I was caught after all. she said nothing to anyone about it, but let me know that i was caught at my birthday party about a month later. as she was leaving, she leaned into my ear and told me i would find my birthday present in my closet and that she would call me later to see if i liked it. astonished, amazed and humiliated all at once, i found the $250 pumps i had worn at her house and almost as if she were watching me on a camera, she called. she said, "i hope u enjoy my favorite pumps. if i didn't love u so much i would tell my sister, but don't worry. Just come over tonight and finish cleaning up my bathroom. we have a lot to discuss..... 

Fetish with her boyfriend

I conviced my boyfriend to me give him an enema. I wanted him clean outside and inside because I had plans for him that day. He's got a lot of sexual hang ups and inhibitions, that I was going to shake off of him. I practically raped him and forced him into submision. I bend him over a table and tied up his hands and legs to each leg of the table. I place a video camara so he could watch it all latter. I left him in that position to let him know that I'm in charge. I began lubricating his butt hole and told him he was going to be raped into submision and spanked hard a couple of time. I loved the expration on his face when I went around him and showed him the strapon I was waring and then began easing it slowly into his tight virgin butt inching it in slowly till it slid all the way in. I rapt one hand around the base of his dick and laid myself over him and began yerking his dick and fucking his ass at the same time. The harder his dick felt in my hand, the harder I fucked him. I let him cum and gave him a chance to recover and them fucked him again till had drain every drop of sperm left in him. The next day I let him watch it all on the tape and he got hard looking at it. It's made our sex life soooo much more exciting. 

My Sister on Threesome

My sister used to have to look after me while mom and dad worked so one day after school she took me to her boyfriends.My sister was 15 slim long brown hair cute looking and a large set of tits for her age.When we arrived her boyfriend was there with his pal i was place in-front of the tv which suited me fine.After about an hour i looked around and they were missing so getting up i went looking for them.As i got upstairs i could hear groans and sighs coming from the bedroom so i sneaked up to the door peeking round i saw a sight which stayed with me forever.My sister was laying on the bed ,her boyfriend between her legs pushing his cock in and out of her hairy pussy,her legs in the air still wearing her shoes and socks while her white cotton pants lay on the floor.Her school blouse lay open with her lacy bra pushed up so her titties were free her nipples sticking out bouncing as her boyfriend rammed into her with her head turned to one side ,eyes shut as his pal slid his cock into her mouth.After a few minuets both came in her his pal all over her titties and face .They came down 15 Min's later acting as if nothing had happened but its seen me through many lonely night.

Virgin Man

I am a young, virgin man; yet everybody should know that, save for some poor souls acting as hindrances to themselves in the way of insecurity and fastidiousness, there is absolutely little if any skill to be thought of at all in the acquisition of sex; this gratification can easily be acquired from a dog, prostitute, slut, child, or any variety of persons demonstrating themselves suited for the class of the mentally retarded. However, despite my sexual status and the estimable reputation that has so far been upheld in concert with it, (all credit to God), I am, as only two of my confidantes are aware, heavily oppressed. Since freshman year of high-school, when my problems took on their pernicious potency, it seemed to me best for my existence to be effaced from mankind; nevertheless I fear God’s judgment too much to take my life; there is still comfort to be had in the knowledge that death has its appointed hour. But I’ll be brief. My issues are diverse: I hate mankind and thus myself: we are needlessly wicked to one another, liars, schemers, selfish, gravely inconsiderate; incidentally, I have an insatiable, but suppressible thirst for murder, and fear my excellence in taking up such an enterprise, as doubtless executing my conscience wouldn’t be much of a problem, as I have shown myself capable of this in many minor offenses I’ve foolishly and regrettably indulged in the past; yet, strangely, I am in love with humanity, so deeply in love with it at times, such that I feel almost asphyxiated with affection; consequently, with incidences supporting, I fear I am of two conflicting minds, easily traceable to my morals, all of which derive from the Bible; I terribly want to have sex, in many vast number of methods, many violent ways, humiliating always to my partner, (my imagination is accountable for that), and not only with girls, mostly young girls, but, in strict taste, with some young, effeminate-looking boys also—my pride accounts for this, as I so detest the idea of some lewd, spoilt individual deriving such satisfaction as sexual pleasure from me and walking away to boast, I’d rather the pleasure be one sided; (my pedophilia for girls, in turn, deriving, in combination with my proud domineering desire, from a love for the innocence of the naivety which accompanies youth; amazing how my appreciation demonstrates itself in a sheer malevolent desire); I am burdened by over thinking, (a trait which has branded my behavior aberrant to some folks and somewhat ostracized me; thus my personality outside is more of a ruse than truth), but this seems necessary, I find, if one is to be just—and I sincerely, despite my contrary whims, desire to be fair to people in all possible ways, and so I pray, as only God can keep my sight focused, as it is so easily confounded; also I have a foot fetish, an unignorable foot fetish, accompanied by an inextinguishable tongue fetish, and a growing desire to ingest human flesh, only females, as they seem so delicious to me (the first and final agitation have plagued me since I was a toddler, the middle one in high-school, and reflection has allowed me to pinpoint their origins); I have been agitated by unshakeable, vastly intermittent and unexpected lusts for my siblings, an uncontrollable yet utterly unbearable arousal at the sight of their tongues, which, being intolerable, consequently inflames me, and has rekindled, or rather sustained, my congenital intemperance, despite my committed effort to exterminate it; occasionally I hear voices (perhaps this is more readily associated with my unbalanced sleeping schedule and work strain); I am terrible nervous, an unusual germaphobe, more readily revealed, as depicted in the Aviator, in my manner of drinking milk (can’t drink milk from anybody’s houses, nor leave a glass uncovered, etc.)—I am an unusual germophobe, I say, in that there is no clear pattern to be observed apart from the milk, which is the only consistent case. These are my problems; and whatever others I have failed to mention are likely trivial by comparison and need not be mentioned. Some people suffer physically, visibly to all those around; some inwardly, appearing ostensibly happy. I am of the latter, and consequently, in private, suffer periodical emotional break-downs. So far I haven’t failed, haven’t succumbed to my whims in any dire regard, thank God, as he has been good to me, and no doubt has a purpose for me with these trials; and surprisingly, even, I find I have gained some bit of strength or relief, doubtless ephemeral, from this quick confession. 

Mr. Perfect or imperfect?

It was summer when I decided to enroll for 2months classes, I enrolled not knowing there are a lot more things that will happen aside from learning. I am an ordinary girl, they call me snobbish, strict and all but I haven't thought of figuring out how to love. I accepted being broken hearted with 2 guys whom I actually thought who had fallen in love with me like I do. One time, Bianca, my close friend shared a lot of stuffs about love and suddenly came up to match me with a classmate. Every guy she paired with me had no impact knowing that I want a guy who exemplifies a unique identity. I found this tall, silent guy he is a nursing student like me too. It’s weird when we’re a part of one department yet it is my first time to see him in school. He never says hi to me or to my friends. Funny, I even remember when I was one of the students who passed the exam and quiz just by studying and staring at him. When the summer classes almost ended my other friend Rey keeps on teasing me about the guy we used to call Mr. Perfect. The school began last June and I never thought one time he saw me and asked me a few questions related to school, then the night came when I received a text message from him, we were then constant friends and text pals. What made me struck was he tried to make friends with me because he wants to know me, he shared everything and make me believed that behind the perfect aura I saw in him was a person who also has heart aches in his life. My mom has a friend who works in a flower shop, to my surprise, she went to our classroom and handed me flowers from an admirer she said. When I opened the card I saw my full name and my code name for him. It started there. Up to now, we are both struggling with our school life as student nurses, we are figuring out how God made a miracle. Miracle because his faith was tested with so many constraints about his family and on the other hand, I am a relax person who has almost all the luck yet I haven’t appreciated them. I created a bond with him. We are both ready that we cannot really say until when can we be together, one thing is for sure, we may not be together forever ,we already figured out that there is no perfect someone for each of us yet an imperfect one comes so that we can love them perfectly.

-Miss Karine

First... Valentine's Day... 2007

I just don't understand... I just wish things weren't this way... I just wish things were like they were back when we started... the sweetness.. the romance.. everything...

 I hate this time of the year so much... it depresses me... Valentine's Day season... it's not that I don't like it... It's just the fact that I had the most amazing Valentine's Day back in 2007... it was romantic... sweet... and the best feeling.. it was so special... I just wish I had the same feeling again...  What hurts the most is thinking back to the happy memories with you... and knowing it'll never be the same again... Why can't things be simple... I just wish things between me and you weren't this way... I just wish we could be like "that" again... I still remember our Valentine's Day perfectly... every bit of it... because it was that special. Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Morning I was in Middleton doing a FRANK promotion, whilst you was in college. We had blow up sofas, I remember how fun the day was and how excited I was, but the excitement wasn't for the campaign... it was or you... I knew you had planned something... I even had an outfit planned.. you didn't even tell me if we were going out... but I sensed we would... That whole morning I was thinking of you, and thinking of what you may have planned, I looked forward to seeing you at 4pm that afternoon.  Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Afternoon- 3:30pm  We had packed up the FRANK equipment and was ready to call it a day. At this point I was very excited and couldn't stop smiling, but I wondered where you was. I knew you finished college early that day, because t was a Thursday and you normally got to my house for about 3:30pm so I wondered where you was when you hadn't arrived in Middleton to pick me up by 3:45pm... So I waited, walked around a little.. I remember whilst I waited I went into the Flower shop near Wilkinson's and bought a single red rose... I know it was a guy thing to do... But I wanted to show you how special you really was to me! I also bought you a big helium balloon saying "I Love You" I felt like a numpty carrying it around waiting for you. Then I got your call at about 4pm so I went to the car park outside McDonald's and got into your cute little car... I remembered how silly you looked when you saw the balloon and rose... Thinking about it now is making me smile so much... and my eyes just turn into a river... I noticed that you even wore the shirt we bought in Next together, you wasn't sure because it was pink... But you still got it because I liked it, and you wore it on the day. When I asked you where's your college uniform you said you had changed in college... So I didn't think anything of it.   Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Home 4:30pm  Once I was home, I was jumpy and my brother thought I was a little insane... My parents had already left for work, my grandma wasn't home at this point as she was on holiday with my Auntie  and family. I felt quite bad leaving my little brother home and going out.. But he understood. I remember telling him I was going to get changed, so I basically flew up the stairs and when I went into my room I went to the wardrobe... But I was so excited I hadn't realised the BIG surprise you had left on my bed... The most beautiful dozen of red roses I had ever seen... The biggest card envelope I had ever seen... Then when I turned to the door you was there laughing because I started crying... Then I remembered I had to give you you're gifts too.. So I got out that Millie's Cookie in a shape of a heart which had the words "Vivian Loves Vinnie Forever" on it... I knew how much you loved Millie's and expected you to eat it.. but I was laughing so much when you said you wouldn't eat it.. Then we were just sat in my bed talking and looking at the roses, I remember how you was saying they cost so much, and he would only get the best roses for the best girlfriend...   Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Ready to go out 6:00pm At this point I was all dressed up and I remember you saying "I never said we were going out anywhere" I ignored you because it was blatantly obvious as you was all dressed up and had your keys ready... As I left I saw my brother east his dinner, we set off and just as we got onto the main road you stopped the car.. I wondered what was up as you got out and went into your boot... Then you came back with a small Swarovski bag and told me to open it... I thought it was the little bear with the heart balloon.. But when I opened it it was a little clear crystal vase with 6 crystal red roses.. and inside you left me a small note saying "I'll love you til the last one dies" At this point everything was perfect and I said "these don't die.. you do know?" I remember the way you looked at me...   Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Ikan, Manchester 6:30pm  I'll never forget that restaurant, it has the most amazing atmosphere, all dimmed and they had all little hearts and things... I remember we ordered the stuffed chicken wings and the sliced duck breast. During the meal there was a singer by the piano and she sang a great song... and everytime I hear that song I think of that special day. "Get Here" by Oleta Adams. After the meal I wanted a balloon from the restaurant but we didn't have one and I remember you asking the guy next to you i you could have the balloon to give to me... I was so happy I got it! After that we decided to walk around Chinatown on our way back to the car... This is when we walked past one of the underground shops... You said look at that mask. And I literally screamed and ran, it was the scariest mask I had ever seen and all you could do was come after me and laugh at me... I felt so stupid for running off, but you just held me and made me feel better... I was too scared to move an inch away from you after that...   Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Rusholme 8:30pm We decided we didn't want the night to be over yet, so we drove into Rusholme, we bought a cute little heart shaped cake, rasmali.. and I wanted to go into Moonlight... like always so we did.. I got my ice cream and we walked around the streets of Rusholme, you bought me a fake plastic rose... of some woman... then further down a man said to you "buy the girl a real rose, much better!" I remember whinging at you then you bought me one and picked the biggest in the bunch... I was a happy girl that night... The drive home was nice... We talked about how we would spend our future Valentine's Days... You was saying how this was your first proper Valentine's Day and you didn't want it to be your last... and I said exactly the same... I knew I couldn't lose you... The whole drive home we talked about us... and the night... the surprises... the day we first met... Everything... past..present and future... The whole day and night spent with you felt like a dream... I just wished it had been a neverending dream... A dream that went on forever.   Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday: Home  10:00pm By this time we were quite tired... Especially you... We ended up on the sofa just talking about nothingness... the nothingness seemed to pass quickly because my parents came home from work... And as I got all excited about telling them the surprise they weren't so enthusiastic they jus replied that they knew because they were still at home when he prepared it all.. I was so hyper. I felt so special with you... You meant everything to me... At the time, I didn't care what happened around me... You was the only one that made me smile... You made everything happen. My mum agreed you could leave at midnight once Valentine's Day was officially over... Because you had to be in college the next day and you had to drive back up to Cheadle  Valentine's Day 2007- Thursday/ Friday: Bedroom 00:15am I had read your huge essay card you gave me the card was huge... and you filled every little space with writing... I still remember what you wrote... All th
e sweet things you promised... All the plans you had... I remember crying when I read it... But I cried because I was happy... I was happy because... just because it was from you... and you really did mean every little thing to me...I really hope that this special memory will stay by me forever...  It was my first... my best... and I don't know when it'll be that I'll feel the exact same feeling again... because I heard.. your first real love is the most special, most precious... But... it's also known to be the most painful.

Bangalore boy gets fucked at London

Hi, I’m Mohan from Bangalore. I would like to share my first sexual experience with the readers of this website. My first sex happened without my consent and with a stranger. My friends and I have been to London in the last month that is December 2008. I was a virgin. I am 27 years old, unmarried fair guy. We had come to London on official purpose but my friends planned to have some fun. They hired prostitutes. We were 12 guys in the team. They hired one prostitute for each of us. I was not interested in this, because I was determined that I will lose my virginity only to my wife. But they pressured me into this. They all went to separate rooms. They sent one prostitute to my room. I told her that I was not interested, but she did not listen. She came closer to me and started to undress me. Then my male instinct took over and I started to undress her. I was laying on the master bed and she approached me naked. It was 10.30 in the night now. I was also laying naked. She came near and she started to tease my pubic hair with her hands. It instantly made my penis to give out some precum. Then she started to lick my cock’s head. She took my whole tool inside her mouth. I am 7 inches. She started sucking the head and massaging my balls. I could feel pressure buiding up and then she stopped. Then she applied some gel to my cock and the to her ass hole. She asked me to poke my tool into her ass. I started. It was very tight but I tried and finally got it in. Then, I started working in and out. Then, for the first time in my life I was going to cum. I built up the speed and then I came. I shot for 10-12 seconds. The cum started to drop out, even when my dick was in her. Then we went to sleep in the same bed. I got up at 1.00 in the night and started to eat her out. She was giving out big moans. Then after 10 minutes she came in my mouth. Then I fucked her pussy mercilessly for 2 hours. I came 5 times. Her ass and pussy were now flooded with my cum. Then she was very much exhausted. She stood up with difficulty and started to suck my dick, it was still hard. Then I started sucking her nipple and also biting them in between. It had turned Red now. Then we went to sleep at 4 in the morning. We woke up at 11am and then had a shower together and had sex in the shower one last time in standing position. This is my first sexual experience. 

S & C in School

My first time. Throughout high school I didn't date much. I went to an all boys school, Lane Technical, and was very busy in academics and music, and just didn't think about the complications of having a girlfriend. None were dropping into my lap anyway. Although attractive (as I look back on myself) I didn't see myself as desirable to the opposite sex and nobody in my family ever talked to me about the real stuff. No brothers, no sisters, and no friends at school who had more experience with girls, so as Handel would say, "I walked in blindness." When I got to college, at our first freshman orientation, I met C and was immediately attracted. She was shy, modest, spoke very articulately, and was from the Chicago area like myself. She was a Fine Arts student. I began calling her and we would meet. She was very shy and so was I. I think we wrote letters back and forth but I didn't as much as hold her hand for the first couple of months. It was heady enough having someone who appreciated me for my best qualities, and she obviously was flattered to have my attention. When we went home for the Winter Break, we took the Greyhound together. She gave me a gift, the Brahms Fourth Symphony, the CSO conducted by Carlo Maria Giulini. A beautiful gesture. On our bus trip, we quietly held hands, and that was exquisite for me. Something in my upbringing taught me that if you really liked and respected a girl, you didn't get physical with her. That was what you did with those "bad girls." Of course, I probably wanked a thousand times to the thoughts of being with those bad girls, but when it came to real relationships in my life, I felt very held back. My belief was that women don't like sex. They suffer to put out what they have to to keep their men. I thought the male anatomy was strange and ugly (compared to women's, as exemplified by their breasts and skin. I'd never really seen a pussy, so that was a mystery to me.) When we returned to school after the break, things became more developed. We sent notes to each other in our student mailboxes. One day she came to my dorm and we visited in a lounge downstairs. Nobody else was there and we were sitting on a couch, I on the arm and she leaning with her back on my chest and laying the length of the couch. From that angle I was reaching my arms around her and feeling the marvelous softness of her breasts. She didn't seem to object. This was incredibly exciting for me, but she offered nothing more and I certainly wasn't going to ask for more. But it registered with her. We began seeing each other on a Friday or Saturday night, where she would come to my dorm room (My roommate, bless his soul, would vacate the place for us) and we would neck and fondle all evening on my bed. We were kissing by this time. She said she was hot and I said take off your sweater, and she was shy to do so. I didn't know she was bare underneath otherwise I wouldn't have been so bold. Then she did. And so for the first time I got to see, touch, and kiss a real woman's breasts, skin to skin. It was incredible. We both had our pants on, but bare on top. I guess we both felt mutually inhibited from stripping further at the moment. I was grateful for the bounty I already had. I didn't have the term "blue balls" in my vocabulary but they got to have been mighty swollen and unrelieved, and I probably thought of those breasts a lot in the privacy of my own bed and bathroom as I took care of myself. C didn't say much about what was going on in her mind, although it was very stimulating for her too. We were good friends and shared a lot of conversation and laughs all the while. What else could sustain us for all those hours laying around. Then in one of her letters she to me said she definitely wanted to 'go to bed' with me but it wasn't the right time. I didn't know what that really meant but I happily accepted the fact that it was on her agenda. Frankly, I didn't know the mechanics of it. She came over one day in response to a romantic note I sent and we grappled with each other on the bed. I put my hand down the back of her pants and she immediately withdrew it, which confirmed my fear that she wasn't interested. We got into a semi-69 position and I was nuzzling her pussy, and she immediately pulled away. I felt something hard there. (I believe now it was a panty shield, and she was having her period.) But this withdrawal I took as another confirming sign that I was overstepping a sexual boundary. So I didn't know really what this declaration "I want to go to bed with you." meant and when it would materialize. Then in April or so, we had tickets to see the Ressurection Symphony No. 2 of Mahler at the St. Louis Symphony. [We had a series subscription together, and a lot of our dates had been to go to the symphony.] When I came to pick her up, she was in a white dress that was all puffy and gossamery. It looked like a wedding gown to my eyes. It had a synthetic feel to it. Perhaps it was a nightgown. We kissed in greeting. This was a night where her roommate was gone for the weekend and we would have the room to ourselves. She said she didn't feel like going to the symphony. I said, "What do you want to do?" She said, "This." and kissed me more and I was feeling her through that gown. She said the equivalent of "Get your toothbrush and get back here 'cause this is the night!" I went back to my dorm room, and was a little bewildered by what I was getting into. I didn't have condoms, and I didn't forsee that on the agenda anyway, that would be too much, but I didn't know for sure. I must have dallied because she telephoned me to say, "Where are you?!". I came back there and we put the two beds together. We got into bed. She was in pajama bottoms and so was I (the same kind of configuration like on our necking nights at my room) but we both knew some ceiling was removed. I didn't know how high the ceiling was. In all honesty and sincerity I said, "Could you give me an anatomy lesson?", and she said "No." I really could have used one. Perhaps she was being shy and coy and really wanted me to to take over and find out for myself somehow. I said something like, "What can I do [how far can I go?]" and she said, "Anything." But I didn't grasp that "anything" really meant ANYTHING. I didn't sense she did something to protect herself from pregnancy and I knew I didn't have anything. I did take her pajama bottoms off and for the first time in my life licked and tasted her pussy, which was cool. I could go on and on about that alone. I didn't know what to expect. Now, one minor disappointment was that I imagined her pubic hair would be soft as a ktten's fur, and it wasn't ... it was hairy-feeling. I liked the smell ... and I spent quite a while indiscriminately licking. Finally she said, "That's enough of that." and put her pjs back on. And that was all I had the courage to do. There was no move from either of us to mutually touch each other to orgasm, or other sexual play stopping short of intercourse. I had gone father than I ever had in my life and it was good enough. We didn't have anymore amorous nights to explore it further until beginning of sophomore year. She got an apartment with a friend and came back to St. Louis a week early to help set it up. I came early to help out and looked forward to hot nights together. But they never materialized fully. She confined our budding sex life to the nighttime sleeping hours. Neither she nor I had gotten courage to talk about contraception and learn about each other's bodies. On one night where we earnestly tried to fuck, I tried to get it in but didn't know that it was okay to use my hand to guide my dick or she could use her hand to get it where it should go. I had this mistaken notion that the love canal was perpendicular to the abdomen, so I was trying to go at almost a right angle to the direction it needed to go. Probably not enough lubrication either. No help from previous experience. Perhaps she was shy at heart because sh
e knew we didn't have protection. I was assuming she had quietly taken care of it, but didn't ask, ... and I don't know what she was thinking about it, but she was too shy to ask either. Pehaps that was for the best. But it was a frustrating night. Within a month or two, she left school and went back to live in Chicago, because of some psychological issues not important to get into here. It was a hard breakup for me and I was lonely for awhile. Because I didn't have success with intercourse, it left me wondering for a long time if I was physically okay. I mean, I could easily get an erection and ejaculate when I masturbated, but why was I ineffective when I was with a real woman. I didn't have enough perspective to blame it on anything else but something about me. That was a burden I carried for another year or two. It made me unconfident with girls. I was rather like a young kitten who has the ability to catch a bird but doesn't know what to do with it once he has it. Well, I hardly would get to that point of decision because I didn't go after love and romance with the same patience and creativity as I had with C. How I broke out of the vicious cycle is for another story. I still think that my extremely slow coming to know sexual experience with C was valuable and a good way to start, because I really did develop the friendship and other aspects of relationship before getting physical and it was a good foundation. I think these things can happen quicker. I mean, two months before holding hands, is really extreme. But it was right for her and right for me, and when things did boil harder, we were both ready for the next step.

Someday all of us had a story to tell

It was January 2007 when I'm already confused and my feelings changed towards him.I don't know why and how did it happen because one morning i woke up thinking about him and go to school for the purpose of seeing and talking to him.I have so many questions left unanswered and feelings left unspoken.

we were classmates in high school (3rd-4th yrs), were not even friends! the whole junior year, we don't care and don't mind each other,acting like I'm not there and he's not there and we don't even talk and laugh together.I remember how i hate him and i don't know why.when I'm still in the 2nd year of my high school life ,I already noticed him and the moment i knew we're classmates , I felt the urge to transfer.

Time changes the feelings u have for the person u hate. senior high came and we were still classmates. we were elected as class officers of batch 2007-2008 and sadly he wants my part, I'm the secretary of the class and he's the treasure, which I also hated , so, he talked to me and we exchange positions but our teacher didn't know that.

It all started with a small conversation and we became friends, as time passed by we became close friends. The he whom i knew in the past and expected him to be is absolutely wrong. Everytime i go to school and entered the room, he calls and chatter comes along.There are days when we pretended to be couples and planning our wedding +_+..its really a memory to remember. The day I felt confused with my feeling towards him when he no longer calls me when I come in and won't talk to me.That;s the time i realize how better he is and how deserving he is to be loved and cared because he did so many things that changed my life. I then remember the times when he's the only person who knows when I'm badly hurt,and cares when I'm not feeling well.

graduation Day came and i slipped of my pocket and get my cellphone and texted him saying "congratulations and I love u" after the ceremony he comes to me saying "congratz" and straight-away goes home. It hurts me though seeing him walking away and I won't be with him the next day around.

summer was the time i love most because he told me why he's acting like that in the past few days, won't talk to me and for exchanging me for someone.guess what? he loves me! and I'm very very much happy to hear it. everyday seems like yesterday once more. And now, we are what you think we are. and he really change the way he say things are very different than before.

It's a very long story to tell but it may help u think that there are some people fall in love when they already found the one who can touch and change their life for a lifetime.

Here is the truth behind it.why I'm so much happy that he change and learn to love someone like me.He is known to be gay since high school and I'm so much happy that I did change him for a reason,hehehe

thank you for reading my story hope u like it.

It wasn't meant to be I suppose...

I really just enjoy love stories... I'm a romantic in an off sort of way. I'm 14 (fresh meat) and I have never had a boyfriend or a kiss in my life... I don't think I've ever been in love, but I have definitely felt love for someone. I really just want to get my story off my chest and this seemed like a good place to do it so here it goes.

I've been a tomboy all my life, always hung with my dad, always gone hiking, my mom didn't like that much so she sent me to dance classes and there I fell in love. I quit football, and soccer, baseball, just about everything to be on competing dance teams. Hate to brag but I have always been the best. (or so I have been told) Dancing, singing, and acting are basically my life, I never had time for a boy. In fifth grade (when they start F.L.E. ((human growth and development)) the boys started calling me ugly, and a little boy instead of a girl. All this nonsense everyone told me not to believe, of course I believed it what did they expect? So in seventh grade I got my first crush on this boy in eigth grade (JD), who sang and acted and danced. HE WAS AMAZING! I couldn't believe I had met anyone so perfect, but he didn't notice me, he was the only one. Every single other guy asked me out or told me I was hot... something along those lines... but not him. So in eigth grade there was a boy named Brad, who was perfect in another sense (tall, blond, athletic) When I first met him he thought I was out of his league and i thought he was out of mine. Slowly towards the end of the year we got close, I sat on his lap at lunch, he taught me pick up lines. We would lie down and read together, he was amazing. He would pick me up if I was tired or play with my hair if I was already asleep. On my birthday he barely made it to my party and he didn't even say hi, so when he saw I was a little down he came over picked me up and swung me around till I was sick. At a school dance he left his date (who basically forced him to go with her) to come dance with me. ( mainly during the slow dances) So I started loving him. On my birthday he told me he liked me too. At the beginning of this year, we had a class together (theatre) and we had to see Romeo and Juliet together, he held my hand the whole time, sliding a ring off and on my finger. I thought it was cute and he didn't look mad. When Romeo came out without a shirt though and I whistled I think he was a little jealous. So on the bus home he wouldn't let go of me. Slowly my friends started noticing he wasn't talking to them anymore, so I got a little mad, and I told him what was up. He didn't speak to me after that for months. Just ignored me, switched out of our class. I missed him, but there wasn't anything i was gonna do why would I keep him from attempting to live his life? So I cried a little while, and now he is only a dream. I still talk to him, but not like i used to, it isn't the same. At the begining of the year, I found JD again in my 7th period which I have everyday. Sophmore now, cuter still, you had to audition to get into the class and he was acing it just like me. We talk now like I used to talk to Brad, I don't have time to hang with him like I wish I could, but we talk whenever we see each other. He tole me he likes me, I told him I like him, but it isn't the same. I loved Brad, and I knew better. I told all my friends go after the guy you want but make sure you know it isn't going to last forever. I want Brad but I can't have him anymore. So I settled for the first dream guy and you know hopefully I will learn to love him the same, but you never forget your first love.

I can't believe it

I remember it so clearly. Which is the reason why it hurts so much. 

Early March on year, I joined my school's ski club thing. I always love getting lost in the moment, where I'm going so fast my heart stops. So I went with my friend to all the meetings. 

Now on the last meeting. My friends and I went to our lessons, go down a couple a runs then have dinner. 

Well at that dinner something had changed. There was someone new, that I didn't know. I have always been shy so I just ignored him. Everything time, I looked in his direction, I saw him staring at me. I really wanted to know why he kept doing that. But i just ignored him.

When my friends and I left, asked them who he was. But the funny thing is that they didn't know. My friend's boyfriend and his friends knew him but she didn't. Oh well I just decided to leave it at that. 

I was the only one of out my friends who skis. I hated waiting for them and they knew it. So on one run we decided to wait for the guys. Except my friends didn't think of getting themselves ready before the guys showed up. The new guy from dinner looked at me again, and smiled. I rolled my eyes at my friends and him too. 

One of the guys (not the new guy) decided just to go. I looked at my friends giving them the please look. They told me to get out of there and they meet me down at the bottom. So I took off. Realizing the new guy (lets just call him Alex) was following me. 

Then Alex shot right pass me, i didn't care I was just enjoying the moment. Alex was there waiting at the bottom. I joined him (for just the waiting part). My friends were incredibly slow and cautious unlike me. 

The time it took for them to get down here was torture. So then Alex just said "Lets just go on without them" I was stunned. So without any words I went with him. While we were on the chair lift, my shyness got the better of me. But at the end of the ride he told me his name and I told him mine. 

The next couple of lifts we started talking endlessly. On one of them my friends joined me and Alex. His friends were behind us. They kept yelling at us like: "Come on do it already", "You ditched us for her, so why not?". I never understood what they were talking about. 

Months passed and now a month after starting grade ten. 

I got a message from Alex, he asked me how I was doing and things like that. Then he asked me if I liked him back then. I couldn't deny we did have chemistry. So i replied yes i did, he told me he thought so and he liked me too. 

Funny fact about me i'm a hopeless romantic, no help in denying it. 

So talking to Alex reminded me of my old feelings for him. They were destroyed when I found out he had a girlfriend. Well we were doing "on and off" communication. 

I was sad when his girlfriend broke with him. But then a few weeks later i got a boyfriend. We were not talking then, but around December we started again. 

Before we started talking again, I made up my mind to break up with my boyfriend. So when I told Alex about plans, he was asking all sorts of questions. Like: "why are you breaking up", "what did he do", "is this because of me". I told Alex it was my own decision. 

He asked who i liked, I never told him i still secretly liked him. So i replied no one i asked the same thing, he told me its complicated. 

A few days later, he told me he like me, and him i liked him too. So we kept constantly communicating. 

He asked me if i believed in love at first sight, I told Alex that i am unsure. I asked Alex about it. He said I know its real because that he felt when he saw me. Alex also told me he wanted to talk to me alone, when we first met. But I was always with Tina and Kerri. 

A while later, he told me he loved me, I said i love you too. My heart was racing when he told me. 

Few days later we saw each other, it was awkward, then we shared our first couple of kisses. I was completely overjoyed 

Again a few days later he told me that it was crazy how we could be in love since we hardly knew each other. He pulled on my heart strings. I was hurt by his words. 

Again a while later, Alex told me he loved me again. I told alex i still did

Now a few weeks later. Alex still tells me he loves me. Only that he doesn't want to go out. I understand that. 

Now I found at Alex was having a hard time deciding whether to go out with me or another girl. As you can guess he chose her. But keeps me along. 

I think I love him. But it hurts cause I can't get him out of my head. When he is moving on, but still being in love with me. I can't move on because of it. He keeps breaking my heart.

Funny fact about me: I've had my heart broken so many times before. That I think the my heart was never whole in the first place. 

I know what he is doing to me. He is a murderer. A murderer of love. Who is slowly killing me, day by day. I can't resist. I don't know what to do. Please if you have any advice, comment my true story. 

Misty at home

My brother who was 19 had a friend his age that I had had a crush on ever since they started running around together. Two days after my thirteenth birthday he came by my house to see my brother but he was not home. My parents had just left to go shopping and had told me they wouldn't be back until later that evening. We talked for a while and then he just came right out and told me he would like to "screw me". I was shocked but at the same time flattered since I felt the way I did about him. I told him I had never done anything and he told me that he wanted to be my first and would be careful with me. With that he took my hand and led me to me room. I had never had a guy do anything more than kiss me so when he started some foreplay with my tiny breast I got very excited. Before long he had me undressed and was playing with my pussy until he had me completely aroused. He stood up and took his clothes off and got a condon and put it on. He layed down with me and began more foreplay then got between my legs and pressed his penis against my pussy. Although he had gotten me very ready it took some time for him to work himself inside me because I was so tight. Once he did get in me I got so excited that I kept trying to get him deeper inside me. He could tell I was wanting it bad so he began ramming as hard as he could and I went crazy. We were really getting it on when he Said "awaaa shit" and I asked he what. Then I heard the most frightening words "When I got off the condom broke, I hope you don't get knocked up". He pulled out and I ran to the bathroom and tried to clean up as good as possible. He kept apologizing but I was freraking out. I told him to just leave and I went to my room and cried my eyes out. I got myself straighted out before anyone came home and prayed that I would be lucky. Unfortunately that wasn't the case and couple of weeks later I had to tell my mother that I thought I was pregnant which was confirmed later that day. My parents tried to get me to tell them who had gotten me pregnant but I told them it was my idea to have sex with the person and didn't want to get them in trouble. I had ann abortion a few week later which I still feel guilty about.

Breathless on school outing

well, it all began with this school trip I was so eager to go on; I hadn't planned to do anything other than to enjoy the trip. The thing was, that I was still a virgin and being among the prettiest of my peers, I guess it was understandable that I was stuck up. But, the thing was, I didn't think any I knew was good enough for me - I was one of those peoplecwho longed for the perfect man to lose my virginity to. Anyway, on arriving at the camp where we would stay in for 4 days, I was split up from my two friends a d put in a tent with 2 boys I didn't particularly like, and a girl who I'd never even spoken to. I remember that it happened on the second night. We had go back from a day of kayaking, Sarah - the other girl in my tent - had hurt her knee and so was resting by the teacher's tent. I remember our tent being at least 3-4 minutes walk from the others. I was sitting on my bed and folding my wet towels into my laundry bag when when the to boys got back. By this time it was about 7 in the evening and 2 hours yet until dinner. Ryan, the stronger looking of the two boys snathed my towels from me and started teasing me with it. I told him to stop but he kept throwing it back and forth between him and chris. While attempting to grab it back from Ryan I stumbled and fell to his feet. I pulled myself up and and told them to f@@@ off. Ryan pulled me towards him and said that it wasn't a nice thing to say. Using one hand he grabbed my face and pushed my cheeks together to make my lips into the kissing shape. He then forced his lips onto mine and laughed. Chris then came over and gave me a kiss aswell. Chris let go of me and said he was gonna go look for something fun to do. This left me and Ryan in an awkward situation with about 2 hours of time alone. What happened next took me by complete surprise, he wandered over to my and and started helping me fold my things into my laundry bag. I noticed him glancing at my cleavage and for some reason I seemed to not mind it. I looked at his topless body (wearing shorts from after kayaking) and felt flustered and quite warm. His body was well defined and his skin looked smooth and goden from 2 days of sunshine. I say his arm had a little bruise on it and started to rub it. He said my hands were soft and we looked into each others eyes. We were both getting ready to kiss and he came towards me first. Our lips met and i kissed him back. His lips were sorft and his kiss was to de for. Little did inknow at that point that this was just the start of it. As we kissed, he started pulling my bikinin off. I felt uncomfortable but he held me too tight for me to resist. I also felt like I should let him carry on. As soon as he got my bikini top off, I could feel his hands caressing and gently rubbing my breasts. My nipples turned rock hard and I felt myself getting hotter and hornier. He had now reached my pussy and he slid 2 fingers in and pleasured me. I strarted moaning and fianlly came. Now I knew for sure that I had had enough. But he wouldn't stop. I started getting scared and pushed him off me. I had broken any connections we had, and without saying anything i walked off. Although I had thought that was the end of it, on the bus journey home he came onto me when everyone else had slept. And though I felt uncomfortable to begin with, I felt something for him and we finished what I had stopped in the tent 2 days ago. That was how I lost my virginity - and even though I hadn't thought anything of Ryan before, we are now celebrating 5 years being together. I guess that this has been a happy ending for us two and I am glad that I lost my virginity that day to Ryan, the love of my life. X x x Thanks for reading my experience, and I hope for you to get the most out of life and what it has to offer. 

Finding My Inner Self on Psychologist's office

My 8" dick got rock hard every time I saw her -- which was usually once a week. She was a psychologist that my Mother had engaged for me because she thought I had some problems that needed straightening away.Miss Carter was about 35 and had a body that men are willing to die for. I really didn't think I needed psychological help, but once I got a look at my "counselor," I didn't put up much of a fight. It was at my eighth session that I was told that she thought my problems were sexual, and that she thought she could help me. And she did. It was that same afternoon that we fucked for the first time -- on that big leather couch. She said I had some sort of hang-up or phobia about girls or women, and she wanted to show me how to get rid of it. We must have fucked a 50 or 60 times after that.Each week she said I was getting better and better. And I just loved this "therapy". What high school senior wouldn't. Coming inside of her gave me the self confidence she said I was lacking. It was over after about a year, but I will never, ever forget her as long as I live.

My First Time on my bedroom

My first time was quite memorable. It was the third of January and my girlfriend and I decided that after 11 months and 16 days, we should have sex. Needless to say, we were both worried and anxious. We'd both built it up in our heads to the point that we became overwhelmed by the consequences of our actions. She wasn't on birth control or anything yet, but we did use a spermicidal condom. She came over to my house, which had grown to become the place where we fooled around without freaking out about my parents finding out. We talked for a bit and sort of got comfortable (and naked, which parallels comfortable...) and decided that it was time, i suppose. I put on the condom and she got on top of me and put it in. She'd popped her cherry before by way of my fingers, so i don't think it was AS painful to her as it could have been, but she still cringed when it went in too far or too fast. Soon we worked up a rhythm and switched positions to missionary and spooning and it started to feel really good on both parts. It seemed she was enjoying it as much as I because she was breathing heavily and her eyes were closed in concentration. We moved faster and her hips met mine at each thrust. It was amazing and i love her very much and i will never forget my first time with her.

Lucky Jim on My sister's playhouse

I read myfirsttime the first time a week ago. As I read the stories, I was amazed at the many ways other people learned about sex. Let me tell you my story. I was in the backyard one day and her my sister and her friend were giggling in her playhouse. Curious, I wandered in. Julie, her girlfriend was quite pretty and beginning to develop breasts. What were you giggling about, I asked them. Julie smiled and said, I was telling your sister about how boys are made different than girls. Guess we are, I replied. Would you like to see my penis? Sure, Julie squeeled, that would be nice. I unzipped my fly and pulled out my limp cock. Jullie smiled and said, it's pretty, can I touch it. Okay go ahead I coaxed. Julie's warm hand grabbed my limp penis and rubbed it a little. As you can imagine, I began to sprout a boner. Julie turned to my sister and said, see how it grows when you play with it. My sister blushingly said, I've never seen it like that before. Julie continued stroking my growing penis and her warm hand felt soo good. Julie no said, I'd like to taste it, can I Jim. Go ahead if you like, I replied. She raised it to her mouth, opened her lips and put it inside and closed them. Her mouth was even warmer than her hand and the moist feeling excited me as her tongue began licking all around the head. I groaned with pleasure. Julie smiled and said, do you like that Jimmy. Oh yes! I groaned, a lot. Julie continued to work on my hard cock with her mouth and a wonderful pleasure began building in my balls. Suddenly, I grunted, lurched my hips forward and my cock exploded in her mouth. Julie was moaning with pleasure as she licked every drop of my seman and swallowed it down her throat. When I finished cumming, my cock went limp and slid out of her mouth. Oh Jimmy, Julie cooed, that was the tastiest stuff I've ever eaten. My sister was wide eyed with amazement and said, I didn't know boys spurted. Now I was curious and said, Julie, I'd like to see how girls are made different than boys. She smiled wickedly and purred, okay here goes. She pulled her dress over her head and threw it to the floor. She was wearing pink panties and a white trainer bra underneath. Can I take them off, I begged. Sure, Julie purred, be my guest. I reached behind her and undid the bra clasp and it fell to the floor. She had the cutest 32B tits I had ever seen with red nipples standing out. I asked if I could touch them and she squeeled saying go ahead the're yours to play. I cupped a breast in each hand and squeezed them gently. OH! Julie purred, that feels nice. Her nipples were beggging for attention standing out stiffly. I'd like to suck on them, I said, and Julie replied, go ahead boy, I'm not stopping you. I licked each nipple, one after the other and then took one in my mouth and began sucking and then went to the other and sucked on it too. Julie was moaning with pleasure as my tongue swirled around each one as I sucked gently. Your mouth feels soo good Jimmy, you really know how to please a girl. Next I asked, can I take your panties off and see what else you've got. Sure thing, Julie said, it's yours for the taking. I reached inside the hem and slowly pulled them down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. Like what you see boy? Julie giggled as I gazed at her pink pussy lips hiding behind a tuft of red curly cunt hair. It's beautiful, I said, and I'd like to touch it. Please do Julie said and my hand went to her warm pussy. She shuddered and and cooed, Jimmy, you have the nicest hands and they make my pussy feel soo good. I opened her pussy lips with one finger and slid it inside gently. It was warm and slippery inside and I moved my finger in and out, slowly at first and then faster and faster as she groaned in pleasure. She had a little hard bud at the top of her slit and moaned louder as my finger moved across it. Want to taste it Jimmy, she asked. Sure do I replied and lowered my face to her lovely snatch. Holding her pussy lips apart with my fingers, I let my tongue dart out and lick between them. She was shuddering with pleasure as I licked between her lips and across her little hard bud at the top. Her pussy was so warm and juicy and my tongue lapped up the sweet nectar. Oh Jimmy, Julie screamed, your tongue feels so good, lick me more. Suddenly her whole body trembled, she let out a scream and exploded filling my mouth with her juices. My little sister watched with awe and said, I never knew boys & girls did such fun things to each other. Julie smiled wickedly and said, your brother really knows his way around. At this point, I had become aroused again and had a monster hardon throbbing in front of me. Julie laughed and said, I'll bet you know where to put that wonderful thing. Sure do, I laughed, lay down on the floor and spread your beautiful legs girl. Julie laughed and sprawled on the floor on her back, raised her knees and spread them apart saying come and get it big boy. Kneeled down between those beautiful legs, I positioned my stiff cock at her pussy opening and pushed gently. Her sweet pussy lips opened inviting my manhood inside. Once I was deep within her warm slippery cunt, the lips closed tightly around my cock and I began to thrust. Julie was making gurgling sounds as I thrust in and out of her. Your cock feels so good, Jimmy, fuck me hard. I continued fucking her for several minutes until her legs went around my hips and pulled me deep inside her. Suddenly we both spasmed as I exploded inside her. Oh Jimmy, that was wonderful, Julie gasped. Sure was, I agreed, really wonderful. That was my first experience with sex and my little sister begged me to do it with her the next day and I readily agreed. I've been making love to women for 33 years now and everytime is a new experience as it gets better and better. I'm glad boys are made different from girls and find the difference to be the most exciting thing in the world. Thanks, Julie, for the show and tell game and the fun we had that first time.

Her First Time At home with my wife and a good friend

My wife, Janet, is several years younger than me. She is 5'7" tall and has a pixie face with hazel eyes and an upturned nose. She has an average body without an ounce of fat as a result of her exercise and jogging activities. She weighs a hundred and twenty-six pounds and her measurements are 34(C)-24-36. Janet has never worn a bra except for work and other guys have undressed her with their eyes as long as I've known her. Her puffy nipples and the dermabrasion that I paid for to remove her pubic hair "so she wouldn't have to shave" makes her look like a little girl when she's naked. After we married, I told her, "I wanted to see her having sex with another man." She promptly told me in no uncertain terms, "To forget it". However, this didn't stop me from continuing to encouraging her. She finally told me, "She didn't want me to be with another woman", and her concern was that if she had sex with another man that I'd want to have sex with another woman. I assured her, that wouldn't happen. We went to 'swinging singles' clubs every weekend to dance because the music was better than at other nightclubs. Janet loves to dance and she calls herself 'a dancing fool'. I don't dance because my Mother was very religious and never allowed me to go to dances so I never learned how. When we went out on weekends, I usually wore dress jeans, a dress shirt and a spots coat. Janet would wear a short skirt and a tube-type top or a sheer blouse without a bra. You could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra becasue of her pointed nipples. She wore her make-up a lot heavier than she did during the day. Glancing at her as I drove to a particular nightclub always gave me an erection. I tried to dance with her on several occasions and felt totally stupid. I finally told her that it was alright with me if she danced with other men. When I went to the Men's room other men would come up and ask her to dance and she began to take advantage of the opportunity. It was evident that she was having a good time. After a couple of hours we would go home and make love. We soon realized that if Janet was sitting next to me other guys wouldn't approach her and ask her to dance. We decided since I had to park our car anyway, that I would drop Janet at the door and then I'd look for a parking spot. Sometimes this would take a while especially if the club was crowded. Then, I would have to wait in line to actually enter the club. When I came into the club, I had to look for her and if the club was crowded, it took a while. Quite often, Janet would order a drink and before it arrived, some stud muffin would come up to her and ask her to dance. I'm uncertain whose idea it was, but we decided that in order for her to enjoy herself that after I'd dropped her off at the door and gone to park our car that I'd give her an hour or an hour and a half by herself to see what happened. Other guys began hitting on her almost immediatelty. I realized that I was becoming sexually arroused watching my wife holding on to another man as she rubbed her body against him. I watched different men caress her neck and back and more than a few hands touched her breasts or were on her tight ass, gently kneading her buttocks. It wasn't long before Janet began to go shopping for more revealing 'club wear' and I kept an eye out for sexier clothes for her to wear, as well. That was about the time that I told her I didn't want her to wear panties when we went out. At first, she complained, but only a little bit and she admitted that she didn't like panty lines, anyway. One evening we were at the Intercontinental Hotel at Kempis, a dance club in the basement. Janet looked ver 'hot' and she was walking off the dance floor to get a drink after dancing with some guy. I watched as she walked by an attractive black man who was wearing a white turtle-neck sweater and sitting at a table on the edge of the dance floor. I saw him take her by her arm and lead her back onto the dance floor. Watching them dancing, I realized that Janet found this man not only handsome, but desirable by the way she thrust her body against him. I got as close to them as possible without them noticing me. From my vantage point, I was surprised to see my wife's hand trapped between their bodies as she stroked the man's huge erection within his trousers. I was incredibly turned on as I watched my wife's feverish white face touching this arrogant black man's face as she fawned all over him. She was complaisant and yeilding to the black hands that fondled her heaving breasts and tweaked her hard, erect nipples through the thin material of her skimpy blouse. They danced for forty-five minutes before this self-confident stranger went to the Men's room. Janet came up to me and I told her I was excited. She was out of breath, her face flushed, as she eagerly admitted, "She was more excited than she'd ever been in her life." She said, "The man's name is Kevin and she'd invited him over to our house to make him 'feel good'." I was eager for Kevin to come home with us even though I had not even met him. Kevin returned from the Men's room and Janet introduced us. He wanted to speak with her privately, but I said, "She's invited you to come home with us and it's getting late." This was December, it was cold outside and we were picking up our coats that we'd checked earlier. We got our coats and stepped out into the cold night and began to walk to where I'd parked our car. I turned around and there was Kevin beside Janet. They walked together as I led the way; it was bitterly cold. Every ten yards or so, Kevin and Janet stopped and they kissed as their hands explored each other's bodies. Finally, we got to our car, an SUV and I got in on the driver's side and started the engine and turned on the heater. Janet and Kevin got in on the passenger's side. Janet slid the seat back until it was in a reclining position and Kevin was on top of her. Her hands went to his pants and she quickly unzipped them. He groaned as she removed his oversized penis. She briefly jacked him off before she guided his heavily veined penis to her hungry mouth. Kevin's hand was between my wife's thighs and he was rubbing her clit while he pistoned three thick fingers in and out of her dripping pussy. Janet moaned in pleasure around the thick penis within her mouth as Kevin fingerfucked her juicy pussy, roughly. I was playing with myself when Kevin looked in my direction and said, "Want to see her get fucked by a big dick?" I could bearly reply "Yes," as I nodded my head back and forth. Kevin pushed Janet completely back into the seat. Her short skirt was now on the back seat and Kevin's pants were around his ankles. He pushed Janet's thighs against her heaving breasts as he guided the head of his oversized penis inside the opening of her wet vagina. Her hands were on his taut ass when his testicles smacked her quivering ass. She began to orgasm almost immediately and her pussy began to spasm again and again. She was moaning incoherently as she thrashed underneath him. I think that was when I shot my first load all over the dashboard. I could barely see Kevin's penis, but it was covered in white as a result of their lovemaking. I thought that he'd climaxed inside of my wife, but I was mistaken. Everytime that Kevin made Janet orgasm, she creamed on his penis. At first, she moaned, "Nooooo", and then, "Ohmygod, uuuuhh, aaaaagh", as she climaxed again and again. Finally, Kevin groaned as he slam-fucked my wife, brutally. Her hands were on his ass as she held him tightly against her. He skewed her deeply as he groaned loudly and began emptying his baby juice deep inside my wife's well-used cunt. This was Janet's first time, but it wasn't her last time and I'm still watching. Things are a lot different now. 

Bill, The Cable Guy

While we were going to high school together, Bill was one of the guys I dated. He was always horny and was always trying to get into my pants. I let him massage my boobs a few times when we went to a movie, but always resisted his bolder advances, and he always went home at night disappointed. Well, we graduated, and I got married, and I never saw Bill after that -- until last week. Our cable TV was having lots of problems, and so I called the cable company and made an appointment for a repairman to come out to see what was wrong. When I answered the doorbell, I was really surprised to see it was Bill who had come to make the repairs. He was surprised to see me, too. We chatted a little while he was doing what he had to do, and sort of caught up on what each of us had been doing since high school. He was still pretty bold and cocky, just like I remembered him. At one point he asked me if I was "getting enough lately," which obviously referred to my sex life. I told him yes, and asked him if he was. He said, yes, "but I never got enough of you." The suggestive banter continued until he was through and was making out the paper-work on the top of the TV. I noticed then that he had a huge bulge in the front of his jeans. As I looked at him and he looked at me, there was a magnetism that I guess both of us could feel between us, and as he handed me the papers, he grabbed me and held me close and kissed me. Then he started whispering in my ear. "How about just once,Ann, for old times sake? I know you always wanted to do it, but for some reason you always said No." He was pressing his hardness right into my abdomen, and I must admit, it felt good. And exciting. In less than a couple of minutes, I was letting him unbutton my skirt at the side, and I was unzipping his jeans and fondling his penis through his shorts. Then he had my underwear pants off and I was pulling his shorts down, as he held me against the TV there in the living room. A minute or so more, and he was pushing his hardness into my body. He was so nice and tight inside my vagina and it felt wonderful. Then he began thrusting and thrusting and before long I could feel him coming inside me. Then, I realized. How foolish this was. Letting him come back into my life after all these years. But the warmth of his penis inside me felt so good, I just didn't care and we continued to fuck. It went on probably for 15-20 minutes. And I kept encouraging him, telling him how great it felt and how I was sorry I had never let him fuck me before."You really like this, don't you?" he said, and I kept telling him "Yes, Yes, Yes!" He must have come three or four times. Luckily I was on birth control. After we were through, he thanked me, and told me that it was one of the greatest fucks of his life. It was only then that I noticed the gold band on his left hand. He was married, too.If we ever have trouble with our TV again, I hope they send Bill, but that's probably too much to expect. It was a first, and probably a last, for me. 

I cant believe i banged a 22 year old hottie

Ok so I was on a cruz to the bahamas with my family jose(my big brother),chris(my cousin),and mom(my mom). It was spring break 2007. A hot sweaty day we all went aboard on the ship got into our rooms and all the other messy bullshit. We got to dinner time and we were already shipped out. So ok I'm eating my lobster with a juicy steak and corn on the side with mashed potatoes when I see this pretty fine ass sexy girl across the deck ( we were eating outside)she's got nice honey brown hair with her niice flawless honey like skin color with some fine ass curves that will driive you insaine I diidnt think I would have a chance cause she was 18 looking. So I start just staring at her, when she looks over and we make eye contact I got nervous And looked away but when I looked back at her she started staring at me and With some courage from my brother (that told me to just go up to her And say something) and as so I did and we started talking about Stupid shit that I knew we could relate to. I found out that she was acctually 22 and I'm like oh so you could get drinks And that whole time she thought I was 19 (I guess I look that old) Ok any way I'm going to cut to the chase. Ok we got high off some weed I had and got a lil tipsy We were sitting out on the top deck. When we started making out and touching on each other In my head I was thinking omg!! Am I gonna hit it off with a 22 year old hot chick?? Anyway she just went directly to my cock and started rubbing on it With her extra soft smooth hands. Meanwhile, I started to take her shirt Off and roll my hand down her stomach into her pants and I started to Rub my fingers all across her wet pussy I took my middle finger and Stuck it in her wet slimy pussy and we walked down to her room still making out We got in her room locked everything and shut everything and we Ripped each others clothes oFf and I started to make way down to her pussy Again and she asked if I had a condom and in my mind I was like yess I'm Fucking getting laid by a 22 year old girl. So ok I pulled out my condom out my wallet and she took it out my hands and Opened it and put it around her mouth and slid it on my cock. She got on top of my and lead my cock to her pussy and her pussy was so Nice and wet it just slipped in and she took over control stroking up and down My dick for a good 10 minutes. I turned her over and I started to Go in and out while she kept saying "ay papi mas duro ooooooh mmmmmm Uhhh yeah harder" she was begging me to just take off my condom cause She loved raw dick and I'm so caught up in the moment that I do it And I slip it in and oh my god holy shit!! I could feel her nice wet and warm pussy all around my cock curressing it I kept in and out for like 25 minutes till I turned her over and I spread her legs looking directly at her ass hole I leaned my cock against it And push through her tight ass with my soaken wet cock and I started Goiing at it harder and harder and I turned her back over and I stuck my cock Back in her pussy and banged till I cummed in her pussy while she was having an Orgasm of her life!! And I left and came back the next night and we played a lil bit more We did 69 doggy style and I fucking couldn't believe I just had an affair with a 22 year old girl

i wasn't invited

I skipped school my parents were at work I went to catch up on sleep cause I watched movies all night. My brother skipped school too and invited his friends I didn't know. some one brought a defloration movie where the girl on film shows her cherry in some language and this guy pops her pussy. Well I walk in in my girl boxers and big T shirt telling my brother thats really horney stuff your watching. Wow it was beautiful her showing her pussy and then he was so gentle when he popped her I put my hand in my pants. holding my self and getting wet .Standing behind my my brother so he couldn't see me. Well three of his buddies were watching me get off and I didn't see them. Well my brother said if you werent here I would of been jacking off. then the voices behind me told on me. I was looking at three 13 year old boys and I was a lot taller than all of them. your a virgin they said show us..No NO I couldn't. Yea Hay I got ten bucks said one and I got five, My brother said I got 20 show them sis. How about you are you going to look for free i said to one of his friends. I got a hundred dollar bill but I don't care (he lied) Well pay you back they all said. OK for a hundred I'll show you but I want to shower first, and then said you can watch. Man I put on a show in the shower I shaved my pussy to boot. I let them dry me . they did a good job. In the bed room everyone. I danced and then sat on the bed indian style and they all even my brother looked close. I want to see inside so I tried to spread and one boy said let me and he said lay back and relax and grabbed my lips and spread me so all could see. Its a little cute bump with a hole here and he touched my cherry. and this is where girls pee and he touched me there also. Can I touch you to , me to never touched a girl they all touched my lips and my cherry. and one boy kept rubbing me and I lay back and moaned like the girl on the movie. look she has cream comming out the hole.. Thats cum boys and I did I was getting wet. My eyes were closed and the boys were touching my pussy was it great. I didn't notice but one boy got naked and the rest had their dicks out one sat on the bed and kissed my mouth and then some ones finger went in me oh feel this guys and in no time I had fingers in and out and was bleeding where I was stretched a little. It was too late the one kissing ,held me down and kept kissing and holding my arms and every boy fucked me except the one holding me down. The first dick hurt like hell but the others were fine. I got pregnant and had to dna test the boys to find the father and make him pay child support when he turns 18. I was stupid.

Morgan on her friends house

So everybody wants there first time to be special right? Well mine certainly wasn't. It all happened at my friends New Years house party.. Everybody was over the top drunk and things were starting to get a bit we we sexual; what with my non-virgin friends fucking guys infront of everybody else.. nonsuprisingly I was beginging to get very horney! So I began making out with one of the guys at the party. Things started to get pretty intense and I could feel myself getting wet. Before I knew it he was unzipping my zipper and I lay there completely bottom half naked. All my selfconcious worries were non existant. After he fingered me, we went up to my friends bedroom and lay on her bed for a while.. Me stroking and sucking his penis and him stoking, teasing my clit, as well as him sucking my nipples. He was a really caring boy, and before thing went any further asked if I was okay and ready. In the spur of the moment I said yes, even though really I wasn't. He lay me down on the bed and slipped his penis inside of me. I don't think I have ever been in so much pain in my life and I bled more than a period! Even though my first time was special in someways, I wish I had waited until I was truely ready.

Link my room

I remember my first time for various reasons but mostly because of the age of the girl that I lost it to. I was 18 and in the first semester of my 12th grade year. Now, before I go any further let it be said that I was only a virgin by default. I had gotten all the way to third base at least 10 times before but because of the combination of my dick size and the tightness of the girls that I was with I never could penetrate. It was last day of September and my sister and I had just gotten home from school. She was a ninth grader so all of her friends knew me. I was kind of a big shot in school. I was on the basketball team and an editor on the newspaper so I was always in the company of gorgeous women but always worried that they would find out my secret. I was thought of as a ladies man that had slept with many girls so it would have been kind of embarrassing to let the truth come out. On this day, one of my sister’s friends came over to do her hair. I had never met this girl but she was really cute looking and had a nice body. She was kind of tall and built like the singer Ciara. Her legs were very long and muscular (later I would find out she was a dancer) and she had perfect round breast that looked fake. My sister introduced us and I tried to not look too interested but I could see that she was not shy at all as she mentioned that she had seen me around school and thought I was sexy. My sister said “uugh” and pulled her upstairs to her room. About 2 hours later, I was changing my clothes when my sister’s friend walked in and asked if I needed any help. I had to play the big fella senior role and told her to leave before she got her self into something that she was not ready for. This 15 year old girl had some balls and sat on my bed with a smirk on her face. She was calling my bluff. I told her that I had to use the bathroom and if she was still there when I returned then I was going to fuck the shit out of her. Once in the bathroom my dick was fully hard and I was hoping that she was gone because if the older girls I had tried with failed what was this young girl going to do any different? Boy was I wrong. When I returned, she was naked and lying on my bed. She smiled and said, “Now can I have you or are you scared?” I was not about to let this little girl punk me so I responded by removing my shirt and pulling down my shorts. I have a 9 1/2 inch dick that is close to 2 inches thick and her eyes bulged out of her head when it pointed directly at her. “I knew you had a big one” she said as she sat on the edge of the bed and pulled my dick to her. My virgin dick was not ready for the type of stimulation that her mouth gave me. Her mouth felt like the heaven as she slid it up and down my shaft. I was feeling saliva, tongue, lips, and hands on my balls all at the same time and I could not hold back my orgasm any longer. I tried to pull away but she sucked harder and swallowed every drop until my balls had finished pumping cum down her throat. I had to lie down at this point and my dick began to get soft. She told me that she was no where near finished with me and slowly sucked all of the blood back to my dick until it was even harder than before. Once I was hard she changed places with me and told me to put it in. When I missed the hole twice she asked me if this was my first time and I nodded. She leaned up and gave me a passionate kiss before telling me “that she would make it very memorable”. She guided my dick into her pussy and let me say that to this day I have never felt anything as perfect as the initial feeling of her pussy. It was hot and wet and hot (had to say it twice). It did not take me long to find my rhythm and begin to give it to her like she wanted me to. The longer we went the more juice flowed from her and the amount of wetness allowed me to get my entire dick in her. Without even noticing when I did it, I had begun pushing her legs back until they were behind her head. Both of her knees were on the sides of her ears now and I was amazed at her flexibility. In this position, it felt like I was in her stomach and soon I felt her body shake as she came all over my dick. At this point she was moaning loud as hell and begging me to cum inside of her. I wanted to give her what she wanted but since this was my first time I wanted to try another position too. I bent her over and plunged back into her. This position was fucking incredible and it made her pussy even tighter. I knew I had to be going deeper because of the noises she made and how she had begun to pull my sheets off of the bed. Now I was fucking her like I was supposed to. Her pussy was at my mercy and I had found which angles made her scream and which ones made her shout. I felt my dick about to cum again and I told her that I was about to. As I shot cum into her, I pulled her hair back and dove even deeper into her hot pussy. She made a noise that she had not made up to that point and I knew that she was satisfied by the way she collapsed afterwards. There was a ten minute moment of silence between us before she said, “Damn baby how the fuck was you still a virgin?” We both laughed and continued to kiss and explore each others body for another hour before she had to leave. We continued to fuck and date for about six months before breaking up. That all happened in late 1994 to early 1995. Recently she found me on face book and after exchanging numbers we are planning to hook up later this week its 1/ 17/ 09 and I am hoping that we can duplicate the same magic. 

Chester of Hotel Malacca

My first time was with my current girlfriend, Min, 4 years ago. We had sex often in her home and was once caught red-handed by her sister, Tiffany, and her boyfriend Jerome. Jerome had just returned from his studies in Australia. We were going to a 4 days 3 nights youth camp trip in malacca. Jerome was my room mate and Min shared the room with Tiffany. We exchanged room secretly over the first 2 night and sneaked back to our respective rooms before dawn. I saw blood on my bedsheet and suspected that Jerome had taken Tiffany's virginity. We went to a nearby bar on the last night. Jerome had a drink too many as i helped him back to my rooom, accompanied by the girls. Jerome laid and slept soundly at the sofa, whereas Tiffany went for a bath. Min and I was passionately kissing and had sex when Tiffany came out of the room. She said that she hoped she would like to see us make love and we agreed. After 3 orgasms, Min was pretty tired and wanted to stop. However, I had not shoot my load. Tiffany came by and asked Min to do me a favour. She agreed and soon dozed off too. We went to the toilet and shut the door immediately. She took off her clothes and she was prettier than Min. Her breasts are at least of a C cup and she is shaved. She immediately bow down and gave me a blow job. It was my first blow job as Min do not give me blowjobs before. She sallowed the load and I proceed to lick her pussy. She moan and cum 2 times. It was my first time licking a pussy too as Min pussy is unshaven and looks unappetiating. By the time she cum on the second time, my dick had grown hard and I spend no time placing her on the toilet seat. I spread her legs and inserted my dick into her pussy. It was better than any sex with Min. We had sex for another 2 hours and shot 4 loads into her. Then we went to sleep, with me beside Min. Tiffany went to sleep with Jerome. Jerome then flew back to Australia the day after. It was later that Tiffany found out that she was pregnant. Jerome was forced to marry Tiffany but later through tests he found out that he had a low sperm count. Min didnt recall that night either and it will always be a secret between me and Tiffany. We still meet once a month for a rememberance in hotels while being engaged with Min. 

Fun in the Park

It was a hot day in august. I was a big boy and geeky too. Noone talked to me bcus i was a looser. But this girl tiffany. she was such a skank hoe. she was puerto rican and she thought u was pretty but she really wasnt came up to me and said "hey there big boy wanna go for a ride" then i was like what do u mean. and then she was like "lets take a walk in the park" i said yes. we walked for about 10 minutes before she began to touch my big butt. i felt very awkward, but i liked it. then she lay down on a park bench and spread her legs and said "put it in me big boy" i was really nervous though. i didnt know what to do. i have never had sex with anyone and was very self conciuos about my small hairy dick. i mean as an asian i dont have a huge one. and it was very hairy like my eyebrows. so i was like really nervous.she told me to take off her underwear and i did even though her pussy looked like a dirt road or something cus she had bristly hair growing back. but i was so desperate to get sum. that i went for it and stuck my little penis in her. and she moaned in satisfaction. people started starting. especially this big white girl. she had a huge wide ass. i think her name was heather. she looked wanted sum too. she started screaming "hit that,,.,,hit that!!!!!! chin chong" and then she came over and asked to join. and i said hell no bitch u too big. and she was like okayy ur lost. so i kept gong at it with tiff. and all these hobos kept watching. and in particular there was this one that kept staring and jaccking off. i kept grinding into her. she said do me harder do me harder and i trried all my might with my little penis. finally she began to moan again and then i came. bad thing is that i didnt use a condom. so like i was really afraid that i could have gooten her pregnant. sadly, i did but like 2 month later she miscarriage. i was really happy. so was she, so we kepy having sex. protected this time. and we ddecided to add the big girl heather and have a thressome. i truly am the luckiest geek ever!!!!!!