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Nerd Pity Fuck

Kiara had been around the Uni campus quite a lot in the past 2 weeks. She, along with a thousand or so others, had just begun their higher education in their various courses.

But the subjects weren’t what Kiara remembered most. On the first day, she had sex in the toilets – and it came to a shock for her to who it was. Thomas was in her grade at school, and the two had never even flirted before, but he tricked Kiara that day. Thinking it was someone else, Kiara freely went with the flow as Thomas got a blowjob and a fuck from her!

Since then she had skipped a couple of her classes to catch up with Thomas for a quickie – it was like a ‘friends-with-benefits’ situation. But today she decided to go to the lecture instead. Walking up to the main hall where the lecture was to be held, Kiara realised she was almost half an hour early. She looked around to see if any of her fellow peers were waiting at the hall also.

Kiara spotted Marvin, a guy in her class, sitting at a table nearby. He was a short and skinny kid, and like any nerd, was as white as a ghost and had big glasses. Obviously, he wasn’t the chick magnet, and it seemed like he didn’t care that he wasn’t.

He was vigorously reading a textbook, secluded from society as his eyes raced through the fictional text. Kiara giggled to herself, kind of disgust but also in pity for him. She was a nice girl and didn’t like people to be left out, so she went and sat right next to Marvin at the table.

“Hey, Marv,” she said.

“It’s Marvin,” he retorted, his eyes still glued on the page. But just seconds later, his eyes stopped scanning through the words as he realized what was happening. He looked up to Kiara as she sat there smiling at him.

“Wow, you’ve stopped reading,” Kiara joked. Marvin laughed nervously, blushing as his body was inches away from a girl’s. He couldn’t help his eyes from scanning her body up and down, her tight shirt pressing hard against the firm breasts that lay beneath.

Kiara watched as Marvin looked her up and down rather creepily.

“Sorry,” he laughed nervously again, stopping his eyes from searching her body even more.

“That’s okay,” Kiara laughed as she watched Marvin go back to reading, a smile clearly across his face. She leaned over to read what he was, and could feel Marvin become uncomfortable. Kiara was basically flirting with him at this stage! Why and how it came about, she didn’t know…
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School Teacher Wife Gives Lessons

On Friday afternoon, I decided to surprise my wife by stopping by her classroom. Kim and I have been married for six years. She has been everything I every wanted. Kim stands about five foot four and one hundred twenty pounds. Her heart shaped ass and size C cup tits never fail to turn me on. Being Kim’s second lover allowed us to grow in experience together. I thought that we had done it all until that fateful afternoon.

Kim’s room has a back entrance if you use the fire escape from the alley. The weather was warm so she had her windows open. I heard voices on the way up the stairs.

She was lecturing to one of the senior local jocks. Chris had everything you would dream of in high school. He had great looks, athletic ability, and a rich dad that keep him in that latest fashions and cool cars. Being the school’s prize football players, Chris had every girl in school chasing after him. He also was rumored to have his way with many of the adult fans around town also.

Kim’s lecture went on about him picking on one of the girls in class. It seems that Chris convinced the girl to pose for him and he decided that science class was a good time to share the pictures with his friends. Kim intercepted the photos and had Chris report after school to discuss the issue.

After about ten minutes of lecture, Chris only had a smart-ass reply. “So are you jealous I didn’t ask you to pose for me?” he asked.

As I peeked into the window, I began to feel nervous that Kim would be alone in the room with a stud like Chris. He stood six-two and weighed about 230 (all muscle). Kim left her desk and approached him in a very stern manner. She demanded that Chris stand and apologize immediately.

Chris towered over Kim as he spoke, “The only thing I will apologize for is not doing this sooner.”

He took the back of his head in his hand and drew her into a kiss. This boy must know what he was doing because he laid it on good. Kim hesitated then seemed to respond and kiss him back. Suddenly, she pulled away and said that she should not be doing this.

Chris pursued her back to her desk as I briefly debated putting an end to this. My mind was a flood of emotions. Part of me wanted to watch her with another man, a long hidden fantasy of mine. While the other half wanted to burst in a put a stop to this. After a few moments, the little head in my pants decided to wait and see what else happens. Scooping Kim up in his powerful arms, Chris sat her on one of the lab tables. He told her that he dreamed on doing this since the first day of school. Then he raised her skirt and pushed aside her underwear. He dove into her muff face first.
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To Spank a Schoolgirl

Professor Daren was sweating. Karla had come to class dressed completely inappropriately again, and he was having the worst time trying to hide the tent in his pants.

Second row back, the flirty redhead was leaning forward, as if completely interested in everything he was saying. Really, however, the curvy college freshman was giving him a great view down her button up shirt… under which she was wearing nothing, as he could attest to. He wondered if she’d given her high school teachers this much trouble or if it was just him. A younger professor, Daren was about 35 years old, 6’1″ with shortly clipped brown hair. Attractive and very young for his position, his classes on abnormal psychology were a favorite for females. Especially now when the topic had moved into sexual abnormalities and fetishes. When he’d first taken the position he hadn’t realized how full of females his classes could get, he tended to try to get through this section as quickly as possible, not wanting to discuss sexual fetishes too deeply in class. For as much as he knew he had to hide it, he had his own fetish… probably part of the reason he’d become a professor rather than a teacher. He was entranced with the schoolgirl image, the Catholic schoolgirl gone wrong and needed a spanking. For years he’d been picturing himself having to administer punishment to some nubile young girl, turning her ass red with a paddle. Just thinking about it made him hard… not that that could hurt now, he was already at full mast just from looking down Karla’s shirt at her perky, round, pale white breasts. Gorgeous things that they were.

Fortunately, he’d been doing these lectures for long enough that his mouth could run on the familiar words without his brain being behind it. Otherwise he’d probably be in front of this class just stuttering like a fool. He’d had brazen girls in his classes before, wanting to ask him out for a date, trying to do “extra credit”, but none were as forward as Karla. Every day it was something different, a short skirt that would lift up to reveal a pale ass (perfect for spanking) as she bent over to pick something up on her way up the stairs to a lecture seat in the back, lowcut shirts that made the most of her considerable cleavage… one day she’d stopped by his podium on her way out of the class and managed to brush her hand against his crotch. She knew she got him hard, it’d been right there for her to feel it. Rather than curbing her behavior, however, she’d gotten worse after that incident.

After the class was over, he wondered how he was going to last with such a little tease for the rest of the semester.

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Mandarin Chinese

A few days ago I ran across an old College Textbook from many decades back and it made me remember a few days during the spring semester of my junior year at a to be UN-named liberal arts college.

The time was the early 1970’s roughly the time period from just after Woodstock, to just before Watergate. Drugs were plentiful, aids was unknown, and girls hardly ever wore bras and everyone was exploring every aspect of life you could think of exploring. While there were no official coed dorms, there were certainly boys and girls living together and it was not hard to find a party every Friday or Saturday night where it was pretty darn easy to end up with some sweet young thing and to go to either her room, or in my case, since I didn’t share a dorm room, back to mine. This was my usual mod us operand i.

Since the beginning of the academic year I had taken Mandarin Chinese along with my general load of Asian History courses, my minor and liberal arts classes. The Mandarin Chinese class consisted of meeting with the professor in his on campus apartment 3 times a week for roughly an hour each Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and then a general lab in the library where we listened to Mandarin tapes. This could be done at our convenience. There were three of us in the class, Vickie, Sydney and myself. The Professor was nearly blind and I had actually traveled with him briefly one summer in both Hong Kong and Japan. This was before it was really possible for an American to go to what we then called Red China.

On Monday of the week before Easter, at our regular afternoon class, I was rather surprised that Vickie and Sydney, both wore short dresses. The usual attire at the school for those of the female persuasion, was a shirt or top of some kind, pants or shorts and almost always hiking boots of some kind. The school was known for its outdoor programs and emphasis, and it was near both great hiking and cross-country skiing and had a stable on campus as well.
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New High School Friend

Becky sat on the cracked red plastic of the coffee shop’s last booth and glumly stared into her cup. Her whole life seemed, at that moment, to stretch out as an unending source of boredom. Two weeks out of High School, two weeks for the excitement of graduation to wear off, and she had to face the reality that High School was going to be the absolute best time of her life.

It made her want to cry. “Damn it! It wasn’t even that good!” She told the salt and pepper shakers, “I don’t want that to be the best there is.” Angry tears, the same angry tears she’d been fighting for days, welled up and threatened to drop. One day she’d let them fall. She hadn’t already because she’d a good idea it wouldn’t help.

“Um, Hi, Becky.”

It was Christie, the most popular girl in the school. The head cheerleader. The Homecoming Queen. The Prom Queen. Becky had always been torn between hating Christie’s guts and envying her everything.

“Hi, Christie.” What does she want? Becky wondered.

“Can I, uh, can I join you?” Christie was nervous about something, it was plain from the hesitancy and the way she shifted from one foot to another. Her big, cornflower colored eyes stared anxiously into Becky’s. Intrigued, Becky nodded and motioned to the bench opposite.

“Go ahead.”

Christie slid into the booth and smiled brilliantly at Becky. “Thanks. So what have you been doing since graduation?” Becky knew she was staring, knew she should stop, but it was so strange to have Christie even talking to her, let alone making conversation.

At school Christie was the center of the in-crowd, and they almost never mixed with the black kids. “Nothing, much. I’m trying to figure out what I’m going to do.” Christie hesitated then looked at her hands as she said, “I sorta thought you were going to marry Richie.”

Did she want Richie? Was that it?

“No. I’m not getting married. I don’t think I’ll ever get married.”

Why did she say that? Becky didn’t want Miss Popular knowing she wasn’t wanted; even if she didn’t want any of the guys.

“Really? I… Me either. I mean, it’s such a dead end, you know?”

Christie started to relax. “I didn’t want that and it seems like everybody pushes you to do it, all the guys, my friends, my family… I just don’t want to. I think it’s great that you don’t want it either. It’s like a validation of what I’m feeling, y’know?”

“You don’t need validation from me!” Becky snapped. It made her angry, whatever little game Christie was playing was not something she wanted any part of. She looked around for the rest of Christie crowd, wondering when the laughter would start, wondering what the joke was.
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Dorm Room Strip Poker

Cam had been waiting for this night for over a week now. It had taken him a little over a month of coaxing to convince Lanna and Kara to come over and play some strip poker. Lanna and Kara lived across the hall from Cam and his roommate Cory in the college dorm. The girls had finally agreed after Cam had suggested that they play during spring break when most of the students would be back home or off on vacation.

After the girls had agreed to play Cam had given them a task. They were each to write down three sexually suggestive activities. These activities would go into a bowl in the middle of the table, that way if you lost the hand and didn’t have any clothes left you would have to draw from the bowl. Cam had set up the card table in the middle of his dorm room and was finishing getting dressed when he heard a knock at the door. Cary stuck his head into the room.

“You want me to get that?” said Cory.

“Sure, thanks Core.” replied Cam.

Cam took a last look in the mirror. He was a skinny guy, fairly good-looking and very charismatic. He was dressed casual in Jeans and a tight black shirt. After fussing a bit with his hair he turned and walked out into the main room. There he saw that Cory was getting drinks for everyone. Cory was a well-built man with sort blonde hair. The girls were sitting on the coach. Lanna was a petite blonde with shoulder length hair and a tight little body. She was dressed in a short black skirt and a tight long-sleeved red shirt. Kara was a brunette of average height. Her hair was long and very curly. Kara was bigger then Lanna but still thin, she did however have much larger breasts then Lanna. She was dressed tight black jeans and a tight white tank top, under the tank top you could see a bright yellow bra.

After a couple of drinks the four sat at their seats at the table.

“How about we just play some regular poker? I don’t know about this.” Said Lanna.
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College Sports Recruiting

This is a story of Jared, a small-town high school football hero, and his introduction to big-time college sports.

The recruiting letters had been coming for a year and I couldn’t believe that it was time for my first visit. I had been the starting quarterback at my school since I was a sophomore and when I became a junior, I grew to 6-3 and 210 pounds. I quickly became a hot recruit.

After flying for only the second time in my life, I was taken by a van to the university dorms where I checked in. I found out I’d be sharing the room and the weekend with a couple of brothers, one a running back and the other a receiver. I had heard of both and I figured if I was considered in the same class as them, it was a complement.

The brothers, Jamarr and Terrell, were inner-city players with a background a lot different than mine. They seemed a lot older than me but they were friendly and they said they had heard of me. “This could be the offense for the next four years, Vanilla,” Jamarr said. OK, it was a racial comment, but he was laughing when he said it. Still, I wasn’t quite comfortable enough to throw it back at him.

We toured the stadium and the weight-room and we got to join the team meal on Saturday before their night game. Then, we got sideline passes to watch the game. It was great, although I have to admit I was distracted by the cheerleaders and dance squad. The cheerleaders were cute and athletic, but the dance squad, dressed in skimpy NFL cheerleader type outfits was flat-out hot.

After the game, we were taken back to the dorms and, on Sunday, we were told we’d get a limo tour of the city and the area. The three of us showed up in the lobby Sunday morning and were led to the limo. That’s when I got the biggest surprise, at least so far.
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Slut Mode

Deborah dug the way her husband Kenny didn’t dare stop after he came but went right on rodding and reaming her country crock until every ounce of the hot cream was beaten into butt-butter. She was rocking forward on her knees to his top-speed tempo, slobbering and smiling into the stiff white hotel room pillow. She loved the jerky splatter of his cum inside her cunt, loved the anxious snarl of the blond moustache on Kenny’s face as his dick went semi-soft and she took control away from him and got him started tending to her own business. Deborah was kicking and thrashing with urgency, her rump tipped high up and jolting juicily along his boner. Keeping a guy going when he thought he was coming. That was just one of the things she had learned in the ten years since high school. It was all part of getting into slut mode.

“Hurry up, Deb. You’re gonna be late,” Kenny gasped. He was squeezing her tight rear-end tight around his fat ten-incher, trying to put a fuck-lock on her furry fundaments. But Deborah fought back. She wouldn’t let him make her. He had no right. No right at all. Not when she was just finally getting her ass into slut mode.

The best part was, he actually could do it, if she could just keep his prick hard long enough. He was pounding her veal cutlets flat and hot and tender, tickling her titties, taking her right downstream no matter how hard she swam away. Deb knew there was more than one reason she had married this fucking stud–she just couldn’t remember what the other one was. “Oh GOD, yes. SCREW me!” He had her by the ankles now, running her chin crazily down the mattress like a wheelbarrow race.
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Dorm Room

Anne was our best friend. We were inseparable the last two years in college. My wife and I lived in university housing for married students, Anne in the towers across campus. On any giving night we could be found either in our apartment drinking and partying or in the dorm room doing the same. Somehow we still managed to get to class the next day. I still don’t know how.

This night found us an Anne’s trying to console her latest failing attempt at a relationship. My wife and I couldn’t understand it. Anne was pretty, sexy, petite, 5’3″ tall, with the most incredibly green eyes I had ever seen. She had long silky blonde hair, and small but perfectly shaped tits. Her ass was tight and tiny, and her lips were just asking to be kissed. But no matter what she did, the guys would date her once and then vanish into the ozone. And it wasn’t because she was a prude.

She had often told us tales about “the one” she had meant last night at the Petals, our local drinking spot and how they had gone back to her dorm room and fucked each other crazy all night.
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Boyfriend Makes Me a Lesbian

I hung up the phone, totally numb. I had just called Jeff to tell him I couldn’t come home this weekend because I had a big exam to study for, and we wound getting into an argument, which culminated with him breaking up with me on the phone. I started crying hysterically, and couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I thought Jeff and I would be together forever, but he just told me not to bother coming home for him, because he didn’t want to see me anymore.

I grabbed the phone to call him back, and got a busy signal. I slammed the phone down, and then called my friend Rebecca. I had just met her since I had come to college, but we had quickly become close friends, telling each other things we didn’t tell anyone else. For instance, she told me she was a lesbian, and didn’t want anyone in her sorority to know. She was afraid of the gossip, and of maybe even being kicked out.

Becca answered, and through the sobs, I told her what happened. She said she would be right over, and to just try to relax and calm down. I sat there numb, but it didn’t seem like two minutes later, when Becca knocked on my dorm room door. I let her in, and she gave me a big hug, and let me cry on her shoulder. She guided me back to my bed, where she just stroked my hair, and rocked me slowly while I cried my heart out.
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Mommy Daughter Frat Party

My daughter and I have always been best of friends; even through high school we were able to share with each other all our experiences and concerns. When she left for her freshman year at college 150 miles away I felt a hole in my life with her absents. About six weeks after she started school I decided to visit her for a long weekend. I ask my husband if he wanted to go with me, but he declined telling me it would ruin Kim’s and my opportunity to send quality time together. I was happy that he declined because this left Kim and myself free to talk and spend time together as mother-daughter, best friends. I left to visit Kim on Thursday afternoon knowing that she would have class on Friday for part of the time and I could look around the campus. Our plans were for me to stay in her room and be part of the college crowd again, even if just for the weekend. When I arrived I met Kim and was introduced to the other girls in her dorm. I felt like a young college student again, having to share a common bathroom and hearing the constant girl talk in the hallway.

I asked Kim and her friends if there were any big plans for the weekend and one of her friends said that some of the group was planning to go to a local frat party off campus. I asked Kim if she had planned to go and she “no” because she thought I wouldn’t be interested in a frat party, with a lot of drinking and loud music. After a short pause I told her that I wouldn’t mind going, if she wouldn’t be embarrassed having be there. So the plan was to go to a college frat party on Friday night, my first college party in many years.

When Friday night rolled around Kim picked out her outfit, confiding in me that she had been dating and having sex with one of the brothers from this house. She planned to dress in a sexy outfit to look good on his arm and show off for his frat brothers. I didn’t want to be an old fuddy-duddy and look out of place in my conservative clothes, so I had Kim pick a sexy outfit for me from her wardrobe. Kim and I are both the same size, even though I am 40 and Kim is 19. We are both 5’8″ with small 36B breasts, even thou mine sag a little move then hers. Kim picked out my outfit; a short plaid mini-skirt, white blouse, see through bra and panties, along with white thigh high stockings that just come up to the bottom of the skirt. When I dressed in her young style clothes I felt like a slut even though the outfit made me look and feel 10 years younger.
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Watching My Wife

During her time in college my wife who was in her early 40s often met in study groups with several other students. The groups were both male and female and most were also much younger. Often she would arrive home later than expected saying that they had just ran late. Then she started talking about one guy in her group that was driving a beautiful vintage Jag. She talked about how soft the leather seats were and how well the car rode and drove. Finally one night she said how she thought the owner would be really rough but she couldn’t believe how gentle he was. Still I never suspected anything.

Then the phone calls started. Often about 8:30-9:00 on weekends the phone would ring and she would answer. She never really said much, but I noticed she would discretely begin to massage her tummy then gradually slide her hand down into her pants. Even her orgasms were really discrete. When questioned she said it was her sister. Then one night it happened. I was watching another TV went to get a drink and as I approached she was laid back in the recliner phone to her ear PJ top pulled up exposing her breasts, legs draped over both chair arms exposing her pussy. She was using her middle finger to work her clit and easily working three fingers in and out of her drenched cunt. I could tell by her moans she was close to cumming so I stood there quietly. After she came, all she said was yes and bye.
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Teachers Pet

The music was a little loud for Kaye’s taste, but the students seemed to be having a good time, and Kaye didn’t really have anything else to do, so she didn’t mind that when principal Ray Devlin asked her to chaperone the Saturday night dance in the school gym. A local dejay was playing all the latest songs, and with about a half hour to go, he had slowed the pace down, giving the kids a chance to have a few slow dances. It looked like it would turn out to be an uneventful evening, until Cal Norridge showed up. Right from the get go Kaye could see that he had been drinking, so she quickly moved towards him to prevent any altercations he might start up. When she stepped in front of him, her nostrils were filled with the pungent aroma of fresh liquor, and she hoped that she could get him to leave without causing a scene. “Cal,” she began, “since you’ve been drinking I think you had better leave, school property is no place for that kind of activity!” Cal gave a short harsh laugh and replied insolently, “Who’s been drinking, I don’t see anyone drinking.” Taking him by the arm, she started to lead him to the front door, but instead of going out, he veered off and headed down one of the dark corridors, laughing and singing as he went! “Drunk as a skunk,” she thought to herself, as she took off after him!

By the time she caught up to him, they were far away from the gym, and as he turned to face her he said, “Hey pretty teacher, you’ve got nice tits, why don’t you let me touch them, while reaching out his hand for a quick feel. Kaye jumped back, but not soon enough, and the insolent senior’s fingers brushed over her heavy chest! “Stop that,” she barked, “stop that this instant and go home.” Getting even bolder, Cal, an eighteen year old incorrigible, quickly cornered her, and pressed his body against hers, groping her ass as he pulled her closer to him, and for the first time, she felt a stab of fear in her stomach, they were a long ways from help, and Cal was strong as an ox!
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First Time With Twins

A season of change, that’s what the years are for as a girl goes through the transition from high school and dealing with the pimply faced, hormone driven boys, to the adult world of college and the men of college. The games in high school are mostly driven and controlled by the girls. The boys are so sex starved they are willing to do almost anything just for the prospect of sex, or at least a hand job. But in college, that’s where the game changes and the stakes get higher. Somehow, almost miraculously, the boys start turning in to men. Men that have goals and expected careers and are full of themselves and what their lives will be. And the games that women play become much more involved as well.

I grew up in a south Alabama town of less than ten thousand people. It was a sleepy little town filled with warm nights and hot days. My mother had died in a car accident when I was twelve and so I was raised by my father. Although I love my father, losing my mother as I was entering my teen age years made things difficult, especially as I tried to contend and keep up with the girls who were receiving training from their mothers on issues of boys, and sex and groping in the back seat.

Quit naturally, my father pushed me into sports, soccer in particular. Luckily I was good at the game and that made things much more bearable. Being raven haired with dark brown eyes and olive skin, made people think that I was of Native American descent. Although I have some Indian blood, I’m not as Indian as I look. In any event, I grew up chasing the soccer ball down the field, a pony tail with feathers holding my hair back as I sped past defenders and the crowd chanted a war chant.
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Cheryl and the Shower

Cheryl had been my best friend since I joined the cheerleading squad at State College. We would go to the mall together, watch movies together, and study together, you know, just about everything. Cheryl was about 5’9″ (I was a wee bit shorter), and had a figure that bespoke ‘Modeling Career Here’. I’ll admit that I wasn’t nearly as attractive, but the guys I dated never seemed to think so.

Anyway, Cheryl really surprised me one night after an exciting football game. We had gone back to the girl’s locker room, and I decided to get a shower before we decided what to do for the evening. Once I was nude and under the hot spray of the shower, I got very relaxed. I closed my eyes and stood there, feeling the heat soak into my tired muscles.

I was broken out of my bliss by the sound of another shower head turning on. Cheryl was standing at the next nozzle, rinsing her hair. I was surprised to see her buck-naked. Before, we had always pulled curtains between the showers for privacy.
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Freshman Orientation

I’m currently a freshman at a large southern university. I’d like to tell you about an experience that happened to me the first week I was on campus. It was my first Friday night on my own and I had been invited to a fraternity party. Before I go on, let me describe myself a bit. I’m 18, about six-foot tall, and weigh 180 pounds. Many women have called me good-looking, but I’d say my best feature is my average length but extremely thick cock.

I arrived at the party at about ten o’clock. I immediately filled my beer mug and went in search of females. I’m used to parties where guys outnumber girls by a ratio of two to one, and you have to fight for a piece of ass. This party was totally different–there were plenty of females, and they were all hot. After checking out the scene, I decided to concentrate on Sara, a voluptuous blonde about five and a half feet tall, 110 pounds, with about 36-inch tits. She was dressed in a denim micro skirt that left almost nothing to the imagination. On top of that she wore a very clingy white blouse. After the usual eye contact, flirting, and small talk, we knew that we both wanted each other. I suggested that we go back to my dorm room to continue our conversation.
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Indecent Exposure

Evan heard the door to the college darkroom open behind him, and a stream of light came pouring into the room. “Close the door, dammit!” he yelled, trying to shield his developing film from the light. “You’re going to ruin the film!”

“Sorry,” a female voice said, and the door slammed shut. Evan whirled around, ready to yell again, and saw Minh, one of the women from his photography class.

“It’s okay,” he said. Minh was far too beautiful to yell at. She stepped forward into the red light, bringing a whisper of her perfume – musk and oranges – wafting to his nose. The light reflected off her shiny black hair, hanging in a long braid down her back. Her face was heart-shaped, her eyes were wide and brown, and her lips pouted prettily at him. Evan swallowed.

“I was hoping you’d be in here,” Minh said. She stepped forward again, until her body was almost pressing against his. Evan could see down the front of her shirt to the shadow between her pert breasts. His cock rose to attention, pressing lightly against Minh’s stomach. She spread her hands across his chest, stroking her fingers across his nipples. Standing on tiptoe, she lifted her head and kissed him lightly on the mouth. “I’ve been watching you since the first week of classes.”
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GBV7 Kathy and My Frat Brothers

About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn’t seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football game of the season. He had settled down in the town where our university was located while most of the rest of our click had moved away. The plan was to go to the game and then to the old frat house afterwards. We’d finish off the night back a Stan’s place.

I looked forward to the visit. I wanted to see my buddies, but I also wanted my buddies to see my new bride Kathy. Now, I’m not what you’d call a good looking guy. During college I didn’t have many dates and the ones I did have weren’t interested in a second date. My buddies continuously poked fun at my lack of experience and lack of women.

Well, since college I met Kathy. I’ll never understand why she was attracted to me. Of course, I smother her with affection and devotion. She’s the type of woman who values what’s inside not what’s outside. The irony is that she could have had any man she wanted. You see. Kathy is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. To top it off, she has the sweetest personality of any woman I have ever known. I’m not just saying that because she is my wife.

Kathy stands 5’9″ inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. Her hair is long, silky and naturally light blond. She wears it parted down the middle. It’s a simple look, but with her perfect angel face any styling is unnecessary. Her eyes are sparkling deep blue and her skin is baby smooth without a blemish to be found. She sports a beautiful tan and keeps herself in shape with aerobics. So far so good? There is more.

I have tried to get Kathy to tell me her measurements. She shyly tells me she doesn’t know. I think she is embarrassed for some reason. By my eye she measures 38DD-23-36. I’m guessing at her waist and hips. I am certain about her bust, however. I’ve sneaked looks at her underwear. You may wonder why a fox like Kathy wouldn’t be full of herself or why she would marry a toad like me. I think it goes back a few years. Until about two years ago, Kathy had been very overweight. She also wore very thick glasses. After high school she got a job as a secretary. One of her coworkers helped her through a diet and exercise program. She also had eye surgery to eliminate the need for glasses. The result was as described above.
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Punished

Jill knew that she was in trouble the moment she heard the sharp voice of Miss Norton ordering her to halt! It was way past curfew and here she was out in the hall trying to sneak back to her own room. “Hold it right there, Miss Penice!” the head of school security barked. “Do you know what time it is?” “Uh, yes ma’am,” Jill replied with a sinking heart. “The why are you where not supposed to be?” Petra Norton intoned evenly. “Well uh, you see it’s like this,” Jill stammered. “Like what? Petra asked harshly. “This is the third time this semester you’ve broken curfew,” Petra Norton went on, “the last time you promised not to let it happen again!” Jill stood there with her head hung low, wishing for all the world she was anywhere but right here. This time it is going to be different,” Petra said firmly. “Now, follow me to my office, we’re gonna get it all straightened out!”

As they wound their way through the maze of corridors Jill tried one last time to reason with Petra Norton. “Can’t we just wait until tomorrow, Miss Norton, I-it’s so late?” “I guess you should have thought about that before flaunting the rules,” Petra said coldly as they approached her office. “Now sit down and shut up while I try to figure out what to do with you!” Miss Norton’s office was spartan to say the least, with bone white wall, a small metal desk, and several straight back chairs for visitors! If it was designed to make a person feel unwelcome it was doing good job of it, cuz Jill was dreading every minute she was in there! Petra Norton plopped down in her chair and interlaced her fingers and held them behind her head while staring at the young woman on the other side of the desk. Jill shivered as the older woman looked right through her, but even she couldn’t have imagined what was about to happen next!
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A Catholic Girl Gets What She Wants

[ Story by Jessica Princess [email protected] ]

Alice was a good Catholic girl, at least in all the ways that matter. She went to church regularly. She believed in God. She took seriously the Church’s teaching on various issues, abortion, just war, marriage and divorce.

The one thing that she struggled with was sex.

It’s not that she was a wild one or anything. Her experience was limited. She was a black haired beauty at the age of 26, with a sweet and sultry voice and a killer body, pale luminescent skin, legs that went on for days, perfect curves and proportions. All the guys were interested in her.

Heck, even some of the girls came on to her. But she had kept herself held back. She didn’t want to just mess around. She wanted to follow her religion. She said no to sex and sexuality. It kept her safe, but it also kept her lonely.

And this was the difficulty. In the absence of a healthy sex life, it made Alice want to try bold things. Her fantasies were rich and plentiful. She thrived on the attention of men when she’d wear a sexy dress with her hair long hair braided, clear plastic high heeled sandals bejeweling her soft feet. She would blush and say no to all the advances, though secretly she wanted nothing more than to fuck everybody in the room. The divide between living her faith and her fantasy world was driving her mad.
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Frat Party Girl

I want to relate a story from my college days. It concerns a night I spent with my girlfriend at a fraternity party. Her name was Cathy, and she was pretty as a picture and as horny as anyone I’ve ever known. Cathy was about 5’6″ and 115 lbs. She had bleached blond hair, blue eyes, and a killer figure. She was a little on the flat-chested side, but had the greatest ass you’ve ever seen.

We went to a frat of one of my friends for a party one Saturday night. We spent most of the night drinking grain punch and smoking pot, so by 2AM we were feeling no pain! One of the brothers said they were going to be showing smokers upstairs and I asked Cathy if she wanted to go up. She had no inhibitions whatsoever, and readily agreed to go up. When we got up to the room, the movies were already playing, joints were being passed around, as well as some of the punch.There were about 10 guys and 3 girls in the room. The movies were pretty rude, most of them ended with the guy (or guys) jerking off on the face of the female star. The other 2 girls couldn’t take it so they left with a couple of the guys. Cathy loved the movies, especially the gooey cum shots (if there was ever a girl addicted to cum it was Cathy – she used to make me straddle her chest and beat off, just so she could watch me come all over her). Of course all of the guys were making appropriately rude comments, and everyone was laughing and having a good time. After about a half an hour, someone put on a movie starring Johnny Wadd.
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Shower Room Girls

The girls shuffled into the locker room after what had been a brutal hour of gym class. For some unknown reason old lady Stiller had gotten up on the wrong side of the bed and taken it out on her third period group of senior girls. “Judas priest,” Matti sighed while slumping down on the bench in front of her locker, “what the fuck was that all about!?!” “I dunno,” Ricki replied while peeling off her dripping wet shorts and tee shirt, “I don’t know if I can make it to my next class!” Everyone in the locker room was in a state of shock, but after taking a few minutes to recuperate they all stripped naked and headed off to the showers. Once under the soothing streams of hot water their tired muscles began to relax a bit, and as was usually the case, most of them openly masturbated in front of each other and had no qualms about have massive orgasms while others watched. Of all the girls, however, it was Matti who was the envy of the entire class in that she had incredibly large breasts and a perfect hour glass figure!
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Angela and Debbie Play 10 Questions

[ by The Warthog ([email protected]) ]

It was the last Thursday night of the month and time for another session of Ten Questions. Bill and I were headed for our favorite campus watering hole to find this month’s lucky contestants. We walked into ‘The White Tiger Tavern’ and headed for the bar. The place was not too crowded, but it was still early. We ordered a beer then leaned back to check out the babes.

Several potential candidates entered the bar, but unfortunately all were with a date. We hit pay-dirt about twenty minutes into our watch. Four sexy looking foxes walked through the door. The two blondes and two brunettes found a table and sat down. Judging from their dress and manner, these women had class. They were gorgeous from head to toe.

I looked at Bill and saw that he was thinking what I was thinking. We got up and walked over to their table. These ladies were even better looking up close. Our approach drew their attention.

I gestured to Bill and said, “Ladies, this is Bill and my name is Bob. We would like to buy you beautiful ladies a drink.”

One of the brunettes smiled and said, “I know you. You’re the Quarterback of the football team.”

I returned her smile and replied, “Guilty, as charged.”

The brunette looked at Bill and questioned, “Aren’t you the place kicker?”

Bill tilted his head in acknowledgment and asked “And your name is?”

The brunette replied, “I’m Angela and this is Barbara, Tina and Debbie.” Angela added, “Pull up a chair, fellas, and congratulations on your win last week.”

Bill and I sat down as Debbie and Barbara shifted their seats to make room. I noticed Debbie’s killer figure as she scooted over. She was very petite. Her short red mini-dress showed off her rounded ass, tiny waist and large tits. Debbie had long blond hair done in a shag style and the bluest eyes. Her cute little face was that of an angel.
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Hidden Video Camera

“You’re kidding, right,” Becky said incredulously to her best friend Dana!?! “I’m telling you the truth,” Dana said with a giggle, “just take a look at this,” as she shoved the tape into the VCR and hit the play button!!! Both girls stared at the screen while waiting for the first images to come to appear, which turned out to be part of a bedroom!!! “See,” Dana whispered, “there’s dad, he’s gettin’ into bed!!!” They watched a little longer and Becky offered, “He’s just reading a book, Dana, this is soooooo exciting, I don’t think I can stand it!!!” “Just keep your shirt on,” Dana admonished, “the good part’s coming up pretty soon, now!!!” Becky was about to come back with a sharp retort, when on the screen, Dana’s mother walked into view, and she was totally naked!!! “Holy smokes,” Becky said under her breath, “your mom’s got huge boobs!!!” “Just wait,” Dana said excitedly, “and watch what my dad does!!!”

The sound wasn’t the greatest, but you could clearly hear Ed Ford say to his wife, “Edie, you still have the best set of tits I’ve ever seen,” as he grabbed a handful of her flesh as she walked past his side of the bed!!!” As his hands grew more insistent, she offered no resistance when he pulled her down on the bed and kissed her hard on the mouth, while letting his free hand roam over her voluptuous body!!! Almost immediately she began tugging at his boxer shorts until she had exposed his now very erect penis to her hungry gaze!!! “God you get me so hot,” she panted as she dropped her head into his lap and took his smooth dick head into her mouth for a nice long suck!!! By now both girls were breathing a little shallowly as they watched Dana’s mother sucking off her father like a whore in a brothel!!! “Y-your mother is really hot,” Becky said softly, “she can’t get enough of his pecker!!!” “That’s nothing,” Dana replied, “she lets him shoot it into her mouth and she swallows it, too!!!” A few minutes later, just as Dana had predicted,
her father let out with a loud moan and seconds later Edie Ford’s mouth was being flooded with cum!!! As the tape continued to roll, Dana’s parents locked themselves in a long passionate kiss while Ed Ford furiously fingered his wife’s big fat cunt, bringing her to a stunning orgasm which left both Dana and Becky literally panting like dogs as they watched Dana’s mother in the throes of her climax!!!

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