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It happened at the dormitory

It happened at the dormitory ( The Latina slut )
Let me tell you a little Story about a young man, a beautiful Mexican girl and what happened last summer.
Her name was Amarillis. Amarillis Pereira de la Olivera. She was one of the most beautiful girls, or women – she was at least 25 – the whole campus has ever seen. She had raven smooth hair, bright hazel eyes, very tender, natural tanned skin and nice, well shaped 34 C breasts. Amarillis was very proud of her perfect body and to assert her slinky body, she always wore micro-mini-skirts, often combinated with black jack- or thigh boots and very tight belly tops with a deep neckline, mostly without any bra underneath. Further she had an ability for a bottom shaking walk; so no wonder that nearly everyone she passed by gazed after her.
It was Friday afternoon when Amarillis left the lecture theatre. “Finally it’s Weekend” she thought while she toddled downstairs, carrying some folder under her arms.
Steve Millet and Ron Stuard watched her narrowly from behind going down the stairs. Steve and Ron were both some fellows of Amarillis, both were smart guys but no one of them ever got closer to her than it is normally the case among friends.
“Uh, she’s so hot, isn’t she!?” asked Steve without expecting an answer
“Yeah, fuck…yeah Steve, she is!”
“I think I should ask her if she is free this weekend…” Steve broke into a run, not knowing what he should say when he would speak to Amarillis in a few seconds.
“Yeah Steve yeah…..you’ll be sent packing…..” Ron shouted after him…..but Steve ignored it.
Steve reached Amarillis after a few seconds and walked beneath her without saying a word for a moment. But then he dared to begin.
“Hi Amarillis, it’s weekend again at last….and splendid weather, too…”
Amarills looked a little surprised at his sudden fellow.
“What?….Oh ya….”
“Ahmm, what I wanted to ask…is….ahh are….are you free this weekend??”
Amarillis got more surprised than she was anyhow and looked up to Steve. Steve started to flush a little but then he noticed something like a twinkle in her pretty brown eyes.
“Yes sure Steve…What about this evening? Would 8 be fine?”
Steve could see the bright smile on her face.
“O wow, well, 8 is perfect!”
“Cool, then I’ll meet you at 8 in my dorm…..c-ya Steve” With these words she faced away and crossed the plaza to her dormitory.
Steve stood a while on the spot and couldn’t believe that he would date the hottest chick of the campus tonight.
Amarillis unlocked the door of her dorm and occurred. Inside, she let the door shut and threw her folder in the corner. Amarillis thought about to take a rest, so she set the clock, got undressed and jumped totally nude onto her bed.
After two hours of sleeping, Amarillis woke up in her bed. She felt the lighter draft which caressed her body softly and she became aware that her nipples got rock hard by touching from the draft. She enjoyed the little breeze for a while but then remembered that Steve would come over soon. “Shit, I’ve got to get dolled up a little” she thought, jumped out of her bed and rushed into the bathroom. She took some toothpaste on her brush and started to brush her teeth. As she looked up in the mirror she saw her tits bouncing because of her brushing activities and a bold smile rushed all over her face. After she coped with brushing her teeth she stepped into the tub and turned on the water. She felt the refrigerating water that crackled down on her skin. Her both hands touched lightly her whole sexy body and she laid back her head and held her face right into the water jet. She took a little bottle from the brink of the tub and squeezed some shower foam in her hands. She soaped her arms and moved them from hugging herself from her waist upwards over her stomach unless she reached her breasts, where her fingers circled around her nipples until they got hard. From circling her nipples she proceeded to squeeze her firm breasts together and finally she moved one hand, over her foam covered stomach, down again. As her right hand reached her crotch, she slowly shoved it through her legs, to her cunt and beyond until she touched her ass from below, while the other massaged and squeezed her tits alternately. When she withdrew her hand up to her lower stomach she felt the slippery wetness between her legs and let out a soft moan. Amarillis took the showerhead out of the retainer and set down on the brink of the tub. She splayed her legs and spread her puffy lips with two fingers. Next she started to caress her chesty clit with the water jet. Amarillis commenced breathing harder and louder and finally she gave a loud groan. A slight prickle came up in her lower area which intensified slowly until it encroached upon her whole body. She was tensed and squeezed a sustained moan through her throat. Fast as lightening she turned off the water, dropped the showerhead and stuck two fingers into her tight, wet and hot cunt. She hammered her fingers in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder; when she moaned out once more, a big load of cum gushed out of her shaved pussy. Her whole body quivered and she slid down from the brink and laid on her back in the tub; with her tushy in the wet spot of her own cum.
“Oh my God, that was awesome…caramba” she thought while she pant for breath.
She stood up and got out of the tub. Then she took a bath towel from the frame, wrapped it around herself, covering from her breasts to high on her thighs, higher than any skirt she had ever worn, and left the bathroom. As she dried her hair she still could perceive her sexual craving. All her cogitations circled around Steven and what she would do with him tonight – a bold smile rushed over her lips. When Amarillis had a look at the watch she thought “Uhh just half an hour left – I better get dressed…….for now!!” Then she dropped the towel and began do dress. When she finished, she eyed herself in the full-size mirror from all sides. She wore a black micro-mini-skirt with black thigh boots and a too small, deep neck lined, belly top which squeezed her firm breasts together and for the reason that she didn’t wore any bra underneath, she could see her erected nipples through her shirt.
In the meantime Steven went down the 3rd floor of the dormitory and approached
slowly No 317; Amarillis’ dorm. He took a last deep breath, checked his clothes again, and knocked on her door. Just a second later, as if she had already one hand on the door handle, Amarillis opened him up.
“Hi Stevie,…..I’ve already waited for you” she said with a high voice as she gave him an amicable hug. Steven felt how her firm breasts were pushed against his chest.
“Oh God….what an awesome feeling” he thought as their embrace dissolved.
“Come in and have a seat,…wanna something to drink?? – Whiskey-Cola??” Amarills asked as she shut the door and walked over to the fridge.
“Yeah…that would be cool” Steve sat down on the couch while Amarillis opened up the fridge and got two tins of Whiskey-Cola out of it. After that she sat down across form him and opened her tin. She took a big sip and asked “So what would you like to do this evening?? Anything scheduled??”
“Not really….” he replied.
Then they started to talk a while; about these and that, God and the world but through the whole conversation, Steven got only eyes for her nice breasts and nipples which were pushed through her tight shirt. Amarillis noticed that for sure, but she agreed with it for a moment.
“Hey…you are staring at my tits, right?!”
Frightened he looked up in her face and felt caught red-handed. He flushed a bit and babbled something, but no word left his mouth.
“Come on….! Wanna touch them?” she said with a bold grin in her face.
“What…what do you mean?” Amarillis could hear the unease in his voice.
“What you mean ??” Amarillis replied.
“DO-YOU-WANNA-TOUCH – THEM?” she repeated herself very slowly.
“What the hell is going on here” Steven thought, didn’t knowing what to say; but then she bent over the table, took his hands and pushed them against her tits.
“Do they feel good?”
“Wow…nice…it feels nice…and so firm” Steven felt that his cock was getting hard while touching her tits, and obviously his little friend agreed with him.
Amarillis sat down again and noticed the tent, that was built up between his legs – and that teased her, too.
For a short moment it was silent in the room but then Amarillis rised to speak.
“Now…would you like me to put my shirt off?” she asked.
Steven nodded as if he were remote-controlled.
“Hmm…but it wouldn’t be for free….what about…ahh…twenty bucks?” Amarillis added.
For a moment Steven seemed to be petrified but then, still like remote-controlled, he opened up his wallet and gave her what she wanted.
Slowly Amarillis pulled her shirt over her head. Steven saw her firm, round tits, each one coroneted with a rock hard nipple.
“That are nice tits,…your so damned sexy” Steven whispered and he felt that it wouldn’t take much longer, and his cock would tear up his pants.
Amarillis enjoyed how Steven was staring at her body; she squeezed her tits together and gave him an arch smile.
“And what about dropping your skirt? How much would that be?” Minute after minute his unease turned into certitude, probably also because of his horniness.
“Hey…you dirty, dirty boy;…hm…let me see…ahh, another twenty!” she answered.
Again he placed the money on the table and thrusted it over to her while Amarillis stood up, unzipped her skirt and let it drops on the floor. Steven still enjoyed the show and noticed a kind of a wet spot on the white panties between her legs. Amarillis squeezed her tits again and moved one hand down, over her plain, trained stomach, till she reached her panties. She slipped her hand under the waistband of her panties and stuck one finger in her wet, slippery cunt. Still standing in front of him, she let out a soft moan. Amarillis pulled her hand out of her panties, stuck her finger into Stevens mouth and gave him a taste of her pussy juice. Steven sucked a bit on her finger and moaned as he tasted the slight salty flavour of her juice.
“Wanna see some dirty things that I do when I’m alone?”
Steven nodded once more “Please…show me you dirty Latina.”
“But what about some more money, mi poco caliente amigo?” she asked with a Spanish accent in her voice.
Without losing a second he threw everything he had got left on the table.
Amarillis gave him again a bold smile and dropped her wet panties quickly; she turned around and walked over to her bed. Totally nude, but still wearing her thigh boots, she laid down on her bed, spread out her legs, moved her hand down to her cunt and rubbed it a bit, while the other was massaging her tits.
Steven couldn’t resist any longer, unbuttoned his pants, pulled them down over his knees and started to stroke his rock hard cock while he stared at the masturbating hot chick in front of him. Both let out a loud moan. Steven spied how Amarillis slid two fingers into her tight hole and finger-fucked herself softly. In the same rhythm she finger-fucked herself, he stroked his cock and imagined he was fucking her. Steven heard that smacking-noise that was created by Amarillis’ fingers, sliding in and out her wet pussy. Again, both moaned out loudly. Suddenly Amarills stopped playing with herself and got out of the bed.
“Come over to me and fuck me, Steven…I wanna feel you deep inside my wet cunt!” Amarillis said with a soft voice.
Fast as a lightening Steven pulled off his shirt and went over to the waiting girl. Amarillis bent over and propped her arms against the bed. Steven rubbed her clit with his cock from behind and then he stuck into her tight and warm cunt. Amarillis moaned out louder than ever when she felt him penetrating her slippery hole. His shoves got harder and faster while he adhered with his hands to her hips. Again this prickling feeling came up in Amarillis body and she pressed her face right into her bed while she moaned out loud. When Steven shoved her faster and faster his cock popped out of her cunt. In this tick, Amarillis squirted out two big loads of cum onto the carpet and Stevens’ shoes. Although she barely couldn’t breath, she turned around and got down on her knees and started hard to suck his cock. After a few seconds also Steven couldn’t hold it any longer and jerked off in her mouth. He felt that Amarillis kept going on sucking him dry; she won’t waste only a drop of his jizz. Amarillis gulped it and wiped off some pearls of his juice, which dropped down on her tits. Even this she liked off her fingers and said “Thank you baby …I hope you come around now more often”
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Meeting with Diane

MEETING WITH DIANE
Diabolus
After I lost a second wife to a man I had encouraged to fuck her I decided on a change of ‘hobby’. Instead of watching other men fucking my wife I was going to do a bit of serious fucking for myself – other men’s’ wives or daughters this time – and not caring whether the woman concerned agreed to be fucked or not! Both my wives thought I was a wimp. I was going to prove to a few other women, and to myself that I was NOT! The first thing I did was to change my job – too many people knew me in the international oil business. I became a trusted executive with a merchant bank in the City of London.
That is where I met my first target – Diane. She was employed in the administration offices in the Bank where I worked. She was no glamour girl, but was quite pretty with a good body, nice legs and natural big tits. A little overweight perhaps, but with everything in proportion. Whenever she came near me she would rub her tits against my arm or my shoulder, but when I tried to get nearer to her, or to touch her, she moved away. She was a prick teaser; she would soon learn what I thought of prick teasers!
It just happened that I had to go away on business for a few days a couple of months after I joined the Bank and decided I needed someone with me from the administration office to take notes of the discussions that were scheduled to take place. Guess who I chose?
We travelled by train to the location where the business meeting was to be held and were on friendly terms during the journey, having a few drinks in the buffet car and chatting about work and minor personal matters. Diane had booked us into a fairly good hotel in the centre of town, in adjoining single rooms. I couldn’t have expected anything else I suppose, but this was a mistake she was going to suffer for later!
After checking in at the hotel we went to our own separate rooms and prepared for the evening meal and a few more drinks – we had arranged to meet in the hotel bar at 7:30. When I saw her enter the bar that evening, my eyes almost left their sockets. Loose summer skirt, bare legs, low healed shoes and a white, almost transparent, blouse over a white bra. I could just see her beautiful nipples staring at me through the material. Christ, I was going to really enjoy this later!
We had the meal, typical hotel food, not much of it, and very expensive. Still the Bank credit card took care of that, so no problem. Following a few more drinks – but not too many, I don’t fuck drunks – we made our way to our separate rooms. I allowed her a few minutes to herself before knocking on her door. I was sorry, but there were certain papers in her case that I needed to look at before tomorrow morning’s meeting. She opened the door, still fully dressed, and let me into her room. As I entered Icarefully slipping the door catch behind me.
I just gave her time to open her briefcase and bend to take out the papers – which I certainly had no intention of looking at that night – before I struck. My Swiss Army knife, small, but with a very sharp blade, was touching her under the ribs before she knew what was happening. As I turned her towards me I gave her a couple of sharp smacks to the mouth, grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the floor. She didn’t make a sound, just collapsed and curled into the foetal position. I soon cured her of that; a good kick in the lower back soon made her unwind – stupid bitch! She had made a bit of noise while this was going on, but no scream, just a series of loud whimpers – she must have been in shock. Now to get her into my room. I grabbed her by the hair, pulled her up and dragged her towards the connecting door, which I unlocked – I’d done my side earlier. With the knife now at her throat we passed through into my room.
The first thing to do was to make quite sure she would stay fairly quiet. With the knife still at her throat I grabbed a strip of duct tape from the dressing table – prepared earlier – and stuck this firmly across her mouth. To make sure it stayed in place I then wound a couple more strips over her mouth and behind her head. Now I was ready. The next thing was to keep her still and to position her where I wanted her. I had come prepared, plenty of cable ties (assorted sizes) and nylon cord cut to convenient lengths. I also had a couple of wide leather belts (but more of them later). After grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to the floor, on her belly, I secured her hands tightly behind her back with cable ties then pulled her ankles back to her thighs and tied her ankles very tightly to the tops of her thighs with nylon cord. I then flipped her over onto her back and she was ready, wrists secured behind her back and knees pointing upwards and outwards. Her skirt had ridden up almost to her waist so I got a wonderful view of her milky white thighs and the V of her tight white panties. What now? Well the clothes could come off for a start – mine first, let her see what she was getting!
When I was naked I started on the prick teaser. First to come off was the skirt. I grabbed the waistband and sliced from there to the hem with my knife, it was off. The tight white panties were lovely, and there were a few strands of light brown pubic hair poking through the lower edges. I do love a hairy cunt, not too much and this bitch was just right. Now for the top – I was looking forward to this! A quick tug at the front, the buttons popped, and it was open, giving me a much better view of those nipples through the bra. The bra was easy too; a slit up the front and it was gone – big beautiful tits on display. She was crying and whimpering by this time, but who gives a fuck – she’d really have something to cry about soon.
God my hardon was beginning to hurt. Here I was, naked, with Diane on the floor, hands tied and unable to make a sound, in just her little white panties. A spot of humiliation for the prick teaser first I think. Standing over her, cock in hand I started to toss myself off over the prick-teasing bitch. After a very few, very enjoyable, strokes great gobs of cum were splashing over her neck and face. She squirmed a bit when the jism hit her she wasn’t expecting me to do that! She looked great, jism running down her face and into her hair. Now for the some real fun, the white panties! A quick slit through the crotch and they were just a rag round her waist, that hairy cunt was all mine. Now I don’t like a dry fuck, I do appreciate some lubrication. Again I was prepared – a large tube of KY. A blob of that on my fingers and I was on her, rubbing the cream round her labia and into the mouth of her cunt. Even after the wank, I was still hard and more than ready for another go. Down on top of her, a quick wipe of my knob in the KY round her cunt and I pushed in. Strange, she was much tighter than I expected. I guessed she’d be tight, but there was something there I wasn’t expecting. Christ, a VIRGIN and nearly thirty years old! Fucking hell, I was really going to enjoy this! Push hard and again very hard, and I was all the way in. Now I don’t claim to be one of those 12 inch freaks you read about but a very stiff 7 inch prick forcing its way up your cunt for the very first time must hurt – she certainly wasn’t a virgin anymore. I kept at it banging away, in – out – in – out hard, very hard and very fast. If she could have screamed now I’m sure she would – there was certainly a very pained look on her face. I kept this up for quite a while but eventually I was filling her up – and for her first time too – it felt like gallons of it going in to her.
Now what – we have all night? Well she’s had the joy of being fucked, now how about a bit of pain? The hardened leather belts I had with me were about an inch wide and about a yard long. As soon as I stood up I grabbed two of these, wound them round my fist, and even before Diane had time to recover from her first fuck – WHACK! The first one caught her square across the belly. The next was down between the tops of her thighs and over her cunt, then across her breasts. She tried desperately to turn over but that wasn’t going to help – the next was across her side and over the small of her back. God this was fun! I just kept going, down her legs, back up her belly and even a couple to the side of her face. Big red weals were appearing all over. But I couldn’t reach all of her because of the way I had her tied. I would have to re-think.
It was easy to rearrange things. I just flipped her over, cut the ankle cords and cable tie on her wrists, she was in no condition to fight back but just in case I sat on her while I considered what to do next. Got it, I would make her comfortable on the bed – after all the hotel had been paid for the use of it so why not. It was easy to drag her to the bed and onto her belly, she was nearly unconscious anyway. I then used cord to tie her wrists to the bedposts, pushed several pillows under her belly, so her arse was raised and then tied her ankles, with her legs wide spread to the sides of the bed. Perfect, just what I wanted. I was going to use the belts again to really punish her back and arse, but the position she was in, and my renewed hardon, gave me another idea. I’m not usually into anal, never tried it, and never really fancied it – but what the hell, there’s always a first time for everything? Now where did I put that KY? If her cunt was virgin then I guessed her other hole must be as well, and I was fancying a good tight fuck again. With the KY I lubricated my prick and shoved plenty into her dark little hole. When all was ready I climbed aboard, reached up to grab hold of her hair and aimed my knob at her well-lubricated little hole. But I was getting nowhere – the bitch was trying to stop me gaining access. She was squeezing her arse cheeks together and trying to contract her sphincter. I didn’t like that – if I wanted to fuck her up the arse then she was going to be fucked up the arse, like it or not! To convince her I was right I reached round and dug my thumbnails into the base of her nipples and squeezed hard, very hard. That made her open up! In no time I had all 7 inches rammed inside her and was pumping away. God she was tight and within a couple of minutes I was cumming a gallon of jism into her bowels. I just lay there for a while, enjoying the feeling, and imagining Diane’s pain and humiliation – especially the pain – but what now? Well I still had the leather belts. Again not giving Diane time to recover from the anal fuck I climbed off, wiped my prick on her blouse, and wound the belts round my hand again. WHACK! The first one was across her shoulders, the next lower down, across her back, then her arse, thighs and shoulders again – and finally the soles of her feet. I kept this up for a few minutes but then had to rest, this was damned hard work. Her back was starting to bleed now so I guess Diane thought it was hard work too! After a refreshing beer from the minibar I was ready to try something different. On her back this time I think. Untying her and retying her face up was easy, the cow had passed out. She was now tied on her back with her wrists and ankles secured to the four corners of the bed. Wake up time now, it was no fun if she was going to sleep through it all. A jug full of iced water from the top of the minibar across the breasts and belly did the trick. If she hadn’t been tied down she would probably have hit the ceiling. The next thing to hit her was the belt, across her belly, over her cunt, down the inside of her thighs, back to her cunt and then her tits. The belt had broken her skin again and was streaked with blood. I then shortened the straps, stood over her on the bed and gave her cunt and tits a more thorough thrashing. Judging by the swelling that was building up, and the bleeding weals appearing, I guessed it would be a while before anybody else fucked her, if ever. Maybe the prick teaser had learned a lesson.
I left her like that, but added a couple of refinement. First I tore out a good hank of her pubic hair and slipped it in my pocket – a keepsake to remember her by. I then took the meeting papers I had asked her to take from her briefcase, rolled them into a tight tube and rammed them up her cunt. A dramatic touch that I thought!
After a shower I walked out of the hotel as though nothing had happened and put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door. They will discover her in the morning I suppose, in a hell of a lot of discomfort, but still alive I supposed. OK, she will tell them it was me who did all this to her, and the Police will be after me. But who cares, with the £500,000 I took from the Bank strongroom before I left yesterday and a single air ticket to Rio in my briefcase, who gives a fuck!
I enjoyed that little adventure. If I have any more I shall let you know.
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My Roommate Judy

My Roommate Judy
First let me tell you about myself.
My name is justice I’m a 45 years old male.
At 44 years old I went through a divorce, it was not a nasty divorce; we agreed on basically everything. We made the split and went our separate ways. After we settled the divorce I bought a home that was a little over my head, it didn’t take long for me to realize that I was going to need a roommate to help pay the rent. I had mentioned to a friend that I was looking for someone to rent a room to; he then mentioned it to his wife who told her sister, who is a lesbian. Well she has a friend name Judy who is also a lesbian and in need of a place to move into. Judy got in contact with me and explained that her and her little dog were looking for a place to live because where they live now; will no longer accepts pets, and getting rid of her dog was out of the question.
We met and talked about it and all was cool, I love animals also so this was not a problem to me.
Now let me tell you about Judy.
She is 43 years old and very pretty with nice tits; I always notice the tits first because when I meet a girl for the first time I always look at her tits. I guess I have a Fascination with tits, she also has a nice face and body, she is an all around great looking girl, she has a good job working in a bank, she pretty much keeps to herself, people that she works with have no idea she is a lesbian and she likes it that way, the only close friends she has are all from the gay community. Judy told me she knew she was gay at an early age when she realized she was attracted to other girls. Judy has also never been with a man and only associates with men as friends. She has nothing against men; she just has never been attracted to any men romantically. She also does not have a regular girl friend, however sometimes she has other girls spend the night or just visit; I noticed the girls that she’s attracted to, are not dikes. What I mean is they don’t look like dudes, or try to be dudes, they are all nice looking girls, however they are all Gay. One girl in particular named Aimee who is bisexual, she’s about 35 years old, very pretty with light brown hair and big tits, Judy seems to likes her more than any of the others and they spend a lot of time together.
Over the next couple months Judy and I became pretty good friends, she is actually a pretty cool chick.
Whenever Aimee would come over, I would smile and wink at Judy, because I knew what they were going to be doing in her room, and she knew that I knew, but I never mentioned it. I could hear them now and then, it was hot listening to them. One day after Aimee left I asked Judy if she enjoyed herself, I was just kidding around when I asked and she said she always enjoys herself with Aimee. I asked if Aimee was her girl friend and she said no, Aimee is bisexual and that they just have casual sex, but they do like each other and the sex is good. To me it was hot hearing that from Judy, I told Judy that she and Aimee were both lucky girls, because the two of you are both hot looking. She just smiled at me and accepted the compliment and said with a big smile that sex is always good with her because there is no strings attached, and I agreed and said that that was the best sex because it is all about the sex and not about a relationship. We both agreed on that point. It was actually the first time Judy and I had a meaningful conversation other than just a lot of small talk which we did all the time. I liked Judy and was glad she was my roommate; I could not have found someone nicer to rent to.
On Friday night Judy had gone out clubbing with Aimee. They were out in the Gay community in some of the local bars, just hanging with some of their friends. Judy mentioned to Aimee that I thought she was hot looking. This a little later in the story will turn out good for me, because this sparks some interest in me from Aimee, and Judy doesn’t mind because she is not romantically attached, other than they are friends who have great lesbian sex.
Several weeks later.
Aimee and Judy come home after being out with friends, I gave Aimee a big smile and a hug as a greeting, she responds with a smile and a bigger hug to my delight. Judy smiles at me and winks as they work their way up to Judy’s room , I am down stairs watching TV, I can hear them talking and laughing, then silence for a long period of time, My imagination runs wild, I knew they were having sex. I had a hard on just thinking about it…. At 11:00 I decided to go to bed.
I had been in bed about five minutes when I got a knock on my bedroom door, it was Judy, she was asking, Justice, are you awake? I was awake, and said yes come in. Judy opened the door; she was wearing a short knight gown. She was standing in the doorway with the hall light on behind her. I could see right through her night gown, brown hairy pussy, big boobs and all her curves. I said great view Judy; she blushed and stepped into my room out of the light. She had a big smile on her face as she asked me if I would like to come into her room and hang out with her and Aimee. Kidding around I said are we having a pajama party? She responded with a smile and said sorta kinda. I was wearing boxer shorts in bed, Judy known’s that I sleep in boxers, she sees me walking around in them all the time. I asked if I should change; she smiled and said no you’re good. My imagination went wild again, I was trying not to get too excited because I would get a hard on and embarrass myself; I knew these two girls were into each other, but I was still hopeful that I was going to get in on something special.
Judy and I stepped into her room .They had candles lit on 4 corners of the room, it was a pretty cool setting. Both Judy and Aimee were smiling at me, I knew something was up. Judy jumped into the bed next to Aimee and pulled the covers up to her neck, then Aimee said with a slight hesitant voice, we were hoping you would like to join us for a threesome. Both girls were smiling ear to ear, and then I began smiling ear to ear. I was a little confused because they are lesbians. I said you don’t mind having a man in bed with you? Aimee said, I’m Bi and I go both ways and Judy just said she didn’t mind me being there because of all the men she knows, I’m the only one she has ever been conferrable being around for any period of time. I took that as a compliment. I looked at Judy and said thank you. I really appreciate that. Judy pulled the covers down and reached out to me and gave me a small reassuring hug.
When the covers went down Aimee had no clothes on, her boobs were big with pink nipples her belly button was pierced with a jewel and she had a pretty formed pussy with light brown pussy hair trimmed around the bikini line. Both girls watched me as I admired Aimee’s naked body. My dick was hard and trying to bulge out of my boxers. Aimee patted the bed on the outside of her as a gesture to get in. that put me and Judy on the outside and Aimee in the middle. I did get in. Judy went for Aimee’s boob and started sucking and I started on the other one, Aimee gave me a big tongue kiss then turned to Judy and did the same, Judy put her hand on Aimee’s pussy and started to finger fuck her, I put my hand on top of Judy’s hand and my finger on top of hers and we both finger fucked her together. It was so erotic to the three of us, Aimee was moaning with pleasure. My dick was now sticking out of the opening in my boxers; I was lying on my side while Judy and I both had fingers in Aimee. Judy was also on her side, Aimee was so hot and oh so juicy and moaning in pleasure, I looked at Judy and she was looking at my dick, as I stroked it slowly. We made eye contact and she smiled at me like reassuring me everything was cool. She was also playing with her pussy although she still had a nighty on and I couldn’t see anything but believe me I definitely wanted to see Judy naked. Aimee reached down and wrapped her hand around my dick and started to slowly stroke it as Judy watched, I started to moan with pleasure. The two girls got a kick out of that. They were glad to see I was into it. Aimee turned towards Judy and started making out with her, she put her hand under Judy’s knighty and started finger fucking her.
Now Judy was moaning loudly and I was getting more and more turned on. Judy then reached around her body and took off her knighty. There she was buck naked; she also has big boobs with big pink nipples, she has white skin with brown hairy pussy mound a beautifully shaped pussy crack and pink pussy lips. She looked at me and again we made eye contact while I was admiring her body, only this time I gave her a reassuring smile. And said Judy you are stunning, I then looked at Aimee and said you are both two beautiful girls. I can tell both girls love hearing that from me. Judy sat up and tap kissed me on the lips and Aimee held onto my dick and said thank you as she gave me a deep tongue kiss.
Judy went down between Aimee’s legs and spread her pussy lips as I watched; she smiled at me then put her tongue in Aimee’s hairy pussy. She was muff diving as Aimee moaned in pleasure. I Kissed and sucked on Aimee’s nice big boobs as she got her pussy eaten out by Judy. When Judy came up for air she said justice come here, I’m going to teach you the right way to eat pussy. I got in between Aimee’s legs, but really I already knew the right way to eat pussy, but went along with it. I Went right for the clitoris as Judy put her hand on the back of my head and guided me oh so slowly to all the right places. I said to Judy lets both eat her pussy and Judy was all for that, I moved slightly and although it was a tight fit we both managed to get our tongues in Aimee as she moaned in pleasure.
While Judy and I ate Aimee’s pussy our tongues would touch every time we went in at the same time, we would looked at each other and smile, However I was totally aroused by it and I wondered if Judy was also. When we finally came up for air Aimee wasted no time switching places with Judy. She laid Judy on her back and smiled at me then spread Judy’s pussy lips and put her face in Judy’s pussy. Girls know what girls like because she had Judy pumping on her face and moaning in pleasure in seconds, it was erotic to watch my roommate hold onto the back of Aimee’s head and grind her pussy into her face.
This time I only watched and jacked off because I just wasn’t sure about Judy I surely didn’t want to mess things up, so I watched Judy get her pussy eaten. She would look over to me and smile, and look at me stroke my nine inch dick then roll her eyes back in pleasure. Aimee then reached under the pillow and pulled out a big fat pink dildo about eight inches long and thick.
(Like I said, girls know what girls like.) She then smiled at me, turned on the vibrator and put the whole thing in Judy’s pussy and worked it like a pro as Judy moaned loudly she held my hand and squeezed hard with ecstasy as Aimee worked her magic. After about twenty minutes and about ten orgasms Judy lay there exhausted, my hand was sweaty and sore from Judy squeezing it with every orgasm.
I lay back, on my back, my dick was hard as a rock and sticking straight up, I had taken my boxers off long ago. Aimee turned towards me like a sex maniac and put her leg over me and straddled me. Judy watched as Aimee positioned her pussy over my dick and went down slowly. As my dick entered a very wet pussy; she took my whole nine inches. And every time she went down I pumped up and she would take my whole nine inches over and over. Judy was now fingering herself as she watched me and Aimee fuck, this might have been the first time she has ever seen a male and female fuck in person other than in the movies. Aimee’s big tits were so, soft as I squeezed them and fucked her, I rolled Aimee onto her back so I could pound my dick in harder and deeper. As I was getting ready to cum I warned Aimee I was close to shooting, her response to that was cum in me, I like to feel the warm cum inside me. I tried to hold back as long as I could to prolong the fuck but when I came; it was a gusher about six squirts and felt oh.. so ..good.
The three of us lay side by side naked, this time I ended up in the middle, my arm around both girls. We were exhausted. We lay quietly for about fifteen minutes when my dick started to get hard again. I couldn’t help it laying here between two gorgeous naked girls who like eating each other out.
Aimee wrapped her hand around it and began to jack me off, Judy sat up and watched and rubbed Aimee’s pussy as she stroked my dick. It didn’t take long for me to be ready to shoot another wad of cum, I told Aimee I was going to cum, I was hoping she would put her mouth over it and take it in the mouth but instead she said go ahead and shoot I want watch it. Judy got closer to watch also as Aimee stroked faster and then it came in about five big squirts strait up and everywhere. Some came down on me some came on Judy and more came down on Aimee and the bed. We all laughed as Aimee Yelled shower time.
We all jumped up, I got a high five and a big smile from Judy for a successful threesome. As I started for my own shower, Aimee grabbed my hand and Guided me back to the other bathroom as she say’s let’s all shower together. Judy got in first then Aimee in the middle and me at the back, we started to wash each other I washed Aimee, Aimee washed Judy then Aimee turned and started washing me.
As I said before I wasn’t sure about touching Judy and didn’t want to ruin anything so I kept my distance out of respect for her life style, but when we all switched places to rinse and being in a tight shower and the three of us buck naked, as Judy and I switched from back to front we had to turn sideways towards each other face to face, it was a very tight maneuver and I had to put my arm around Judy’s back to keep my balance as we passed. It was not on purpose but tight and my chest and her nice sized boobs rubbed hard as we passed, I felt her hard nipples rub hard against my chest, but that’s not all that rubbed, my dick rubbed hard up against her pubic mound, our faces were only inches apart and we made eye contact as all this was happening. I got very aroused again. By the time I got past Judy my dick was hard again.
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Study Group

As I finished taking the boxes inside my new home, a female voice startled me. “Hey, how are you?”. As I turned, I saw one of the most gorgeous women I have ever laid eyes on. Her beautiful dark blond hair and clearly visible long tanned legs distracted me from noticing the perky breasts that jutted from her Lacoste shirt. “Hi, I’m Courtney” she told me.I introduced myself and she told me that she lived in the house across the street. “Maybe I’ll see you in campus”, she continued to say. My conversation was on autopilot, since I was in sheer awe of the goddess in front of me. As she walked off, I noticed her beautiful round ass that was clearly noticeable from her tennis skirt.
I could not stop thinking about her and the next day, as I walked into my Marketing class, I saw her sitting there. “Hey, how are you?” she asked me with her innocent voice. I managed to take the seat next to her and the professor assigned those seats for the rest of the semester. I was lucky enough to get that coveted seat. Now I could work on her.
When the first test came, I offered to arrange a study session together. She accepted and I was thrilled. That night, she came over to study. However, she brought along another person. It was her roommate, Wyatt, who was also in our class. The minute I saw him, the word “cock-block” came to mind.
We studied for about an hour when we took a break. Courtney went into the kitchen and pull out some beers that I had in the fridge. One beer became two and later three and four. By the sixth beer, we were all in no condition to study. This is when it happened. “You know, I noticed the way you looked at me when we first met and how you look at me in class. It’s time to make your dream come true”. I was in cloud nine and managed to pinch myself to see if this was a dream.
We both went to my room and started kissing in the dark. But then, I felt as if another person was in the room. Yes, Wyatt had come along and was caressing her hair as she gave me a passionate kiss. This was the first time I ever had sex with another woman with another man in the room but I said Fuck It, I was too damn hot for her. I managed to open her shirt and noticed that she had no bra. I slowly worked my mouth down to her breast and sucked her fully erect nipple. I then saw Wyatt do the same thing but with her other breast.
We all stripped and Courtney laid down on the bed. Wyatt positioned himself between her legs and started pumping his cock deep in her shaved pussy. She started moaning with pleasure and motioned me over to her. She then started sucking my dick. She played expertly with the head and gave it long strokes with her tongue. After several minutes of this, Wyatt let off a moan and I knew he had come. Right after that, I emptied my spunk into her mouth. She continued to suck me dry and swallowed the rest of my load.
I then moved into her pussy and sucking on it. Her love juices combined with Wyatt’s semen made it a tasty treat. I continued to lick her clit and pussy until she let out a moan and I knew she was coming. It was time to fuck her. As I inserted my throbbing dick into her cunt, I moaned with pleasure. Although her canal was slick from her juices, I could feel her tightness around my dick. As I fucked Courtney, I looked up to see Wyatt jerking off to the sight. The look of pleasure on both of them made me blow the load of a lifetime deep into Courtney’s pussy.
As I watched Wyatt jerking off, I suddenly had the urged to suck his cock. I approached my head to his muscular chest and drove my tongue down his treasure trail and took his dick in his mouth. I’m not gay, but his dick tasted incredible. I explored the velvet head with my mouth and proceeded to suck his organ. He then moved me towards him in a sort of 69 position and took my cock in his mouth. He sucked me as good as any woman. It was not long as he squeezed my ball and I filled his mouth with semen, my third orgasm of the night. He came right after that and his warm juice filled my mouth. I swallowed what I could and shared the rest with Courtney’s hungry mouth.
After this first experience, we have had more study-and-fuck sessions. As they say, every day you learn something new.

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Fantasy

A boat trip

Introduction: At first I am from Germany so please excuse the mistakes. Comments are welcome, if they are not like this:”Let him make her pregnant” or “Let him fuck his mother”. This story is partly fantasy so my trip with the boat really happened (I have the coordinates of the harbour if you want to have them), the girl exists but I didn’t fucked her.

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Club Fatale, Pt. 2

Club Fatale, Pt. 2
Chapter Three – Rise and Shine
I woke with an extreme discomfort in my groin. Something was encasing my cock. I rolled over and my cock slid from Karina’s mouth. Her head flopped around, limply, and her eyes were open and lifeless, staring at me.
“Good morning, sleepyhead!” came Jana’s chipper voice.
She came to my side of the bed and kissed me on the lips.
“What the fuck happened?” I asked Jana.
“To my sister, Karina? I’m afraid that you snuffed her in the night without knowing after you fell asleep with your cock in her throat. You silly man!”
Snap. I awoke with start.
I was in bed and a pair of red lips was wrapped around the base of my cock. The shaft was buried in Karina’s throat. She was sucking on me and struggling for breath, but was, most definitely, alive.
Too bad, I thought.
I shook my head to clear the dream. My cock was a hard as a rock and I was on the verge of ecstasy. I held Karina to me as I cried out and came, hard. I could feel her swallowing around me for several seconds, downing my seed and then she shuttered and went still.
I pulled out of her unconscious throat. Checked her pulse. She was alive.
The water in the bathroom was running. I got up and investigated. Jana was in there and I joined her. She offered to wash me and I took her up on the offer. Halfway through, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I grabbed Jana, pressed her face to the tiles and fucked her brains out in the steaming shower.
As I was getting dressed, there was a knock at the door.
“Yes,” I called out.
The door opened and I turned to see a knockout.
The woman who entered was lean, with a rangy frame and slender, athletic legs. Six foot tall if she was an inch — she could almost look me directly in the eyes. Long, blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders and Dresden-blue eyes stared into mine with a delicious feeling of intimacy. She wore a white blouse, a tan skirt and a red hat.
The hat was an absurd thing for this day and age, hopelessly outdated, with a wide brim, but she wore it with such panache and style that I felt as if I were the one out of time.
She was, all in all, a glorious sight.
Immediately, images of the things I could do to her started popping into my head.
“Good morning, Mr. Anderson,” the lady said, in a voice rich with emotion. “I trust you slept well, last night?”
“Um, ah, yes,” I stammered.
She held out her hand: “Emmanuelle.”
I took it and held it, delicately. Smiling at her, I couldn’t help but say: “Please tell me that you are another of my gifts, Emmanuelle.”
She smiled and I thought I saw a flattered look.
“I’m afraid not, Mr. Anderson,” she said, fingering something about her neck.
It was then that I realized she was wearing a white collar. She was the property of the Commodore. My thoughts drifted back to Mr. Lloyd saying something about a white-collar being a treat. He hadn’t been joking.
“But I do thank you for the complement,” she said. “It’s been a long time since anyone has said something so nice.”
I blinked and smiled. My ego felt stroked.
“The Commodore wishes to see you this morning,” Emmanuelle said, “and to welcome you to the Island.”
“Let me get my suit jacket,” I said.
“It’s rather warm outside,” she warned. “We are in the tropics.”
“I just can’t meet a man without looking presentable. I’m sorry, but it’s an old business habit.”
“I quite understand.”
She smiled again, and this one touched her eyes in way that I couldn’t describe. If she was free, I’d have asked her out in a second. I could tell that Emmanuelle was a lady of beauty, quality and passion. I had seen women with all these qualities untapped, but with Emmanuelle, they were tapped. She exuded them in the way movie starlets and courtesans did during their best performances.
“I also came to give you these,” she said. She held out a pair of violet-colored collars. Each one bore a silver tag with a number on it: 47. “These are yours for the two Femmes that you have. When you need more, come and see me.”
I took them and replaced the black collars that Jana and Karina currently wore.
“I had been thinking that I would choose another color, Emmanuelle,” I said.
“I do apologize,” she said, “but the Commodore assigns the colors that he wants to his patrons.”
“Does the Commodore assign colors based upon a system?”
She blushed. “I’m afraid that I’m not allowed to say much about that, sir. If you’ll come with me, then?”
A few minutes later, we were zooming across the island campus in a golf cart.
“It’s much easier to get around out this way than in a car,” Emmanuelle said.
“How far is it to the Commodore’s office?”
“Oh, his mansion is on the tall cliff,” she said, and pointed. “It should take us about five minutes.”
We proceeded up the hill and turned onto a small path. In seconds, we were swallowed by the trees. In less than a minute, the air went from tolerable to hot and muggy.
“Tell me about yourself, Emmanuelle,” I said.
“There isn’t much to tell,” she said. “I came here long ago to live with the Commodore. He took me and I have been with him ever since.”
“How old are you?”
“Forty. I came here at fifteen. I was just a slip of a girl, then. The Commodore took a fancy to me and made me one of his wives.”
“You’re married to him?”
“Oh, yes. I gave him three daughters. I dearly love them. But they always have problems with their father. They simply don’t understand his proclivities…”
I thought about what that could mean.
“And what about you, Mr. Anderson, do you have any children?”
“One daughter: Jacqueline,” I said, smiling. “I love her more than anything. I would do anything for her.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry…” Emmanuelle said softly.
“Sorry about what?”
“Ah, I… um, I’m just sorry that you can’t see her right now. It’s hard to be away from the ones that you love.”
“Do you get away much?”
“No,” she said. “I haven’t been off of this island in twenty-five years.”
“Wow,” I said. I didn’t know what else to say.
“I suppose that you don’t understand my life or why someone like the Commodore would want me.”
“Not at all,” I assured her. “Given the chance, I dare say that I would marry you in a heartbeat. I have a penthouse in Manhattan where we could stay. You could rise late every morning and walk to Tiffany’s. I have an account there and they would set you up with anything you desired.”
It was a pleasant fantasy. I smiled at it.
Suddenly, the cart stopped.
Emmanuelle looked at me with her big, violet eyes. They seemed larger than they had, trained upon me now. “Do you really mean that?”
“Of course I do. Did I break some sort of rule by flirting with you, Emmanuelle? I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Emmanuelle pulled off, down a side path and parked.
“That must be the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me, Mr. Anderson.”
“Evan,” I said. “Call me Evan.”
“Evan,” she repeated in a whisper.
There were tears in Emmanuelle’s eyes and I couldn’t help myself. I brushed them away with my finger. When I touched her face, something happened. The next thing I knew, we were kissing and then tonguing in full-throated passion.
It seemed like hours passed, but it was only seconds and I pulled away.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” she said.
“No, it’s not you!” I said, quickly. “I was told that white-collars were off limits and I don’t want to get you into trouble.”
“I would risk it for you,” she whispered. “Lean back.”
I did and Emmanuelle attacked my pants. My belt came undone and my hard-on sprang out, firmer than ever before.
“My god,” Emmanuelle whispered, “it’s a masterpiece of cock.”
My ego soared to new heights at her praise. At the same time, just hearing her say the word ‘cock’ made me jump and ooze.
She giggled at my discomfort and said: “Let me help you.”
Emmanuelle’s hand went to my cock. Her thumb and forefinger encircled the base and she closed them, tightened them; started jacking up and down. Waves of pleasure ran up my groin and pre-come oozed from of the head of my cock in copious amounts. In seconds, Emmanuelle’s hand was coated and glistening.
I looked at her and she was a sight. Her tits shook beneath her white blouse as she jacked me with vigor. Her attention was locked on my cock, her face concealed by her hat. All I wanted to do was rip that hat off, tear open her blouse and take her by the face and breasts until I came all over her.
“Oh, god!” I hissed. “I don’t know how much more I can take!”
“Then I must do this rightly,” she said. Tearing the hat from her blonde head, she bent over and took me in-between her red lips. In one stroke she was upon me and I could feel the back of her throat. She slurped once and shutters ran through my body. I struggled to restrain myself. I didn’t want this to ever end. I felt her pull back and then she thrust down again, fucking her face onto my cock.
It was just too much and I came.
I expected her to pull away, but in defiance of all logic, she thrust herself further down, took me all the way in her throat and sucked hard. I had never felt such a sensation: exposed to the vacuum, my come was just gone, swallowed into her stomach in moments of glorious ejaculation.
When my vision finally cleared, I realized that I was holding Emmanuelle’s head to my groin, tightly. There was no way that she could breathe. I released her, but she stayed down on me for several more seconds, sucking the remaining come from my deflating cock. Her blonde hair called to me and I rubbed it, lovingly.
My fingers drifted down to touch the white collar about her slender neck. Nothing was more erotic than fucking a married woman.
Finally, she pulled off, slurping the remaining saliva off of my cock and swallowing it.
I looked at my pants — there wasn’t even a wet stain.
“We have wasted time,” she said. She checked her watch. “Eleven minutes. The Commodore will grow suspicious after fifteen. We have enough time to get there by then, if you can compose yourself, Mr. Anderson.”
“Composing…” I said.
I couldn’t believe that she was so self-assured after what happened. I felt disheveled; embarrassed and guilty.
She saw it and laid a slender hand on my shoulder. That simple touch did more than I could have imagined. I immediately steadied myself.
“Let’s go, Emmanuelle,” I said in a firm voice. “Oh, and it’s Evan. Call me Mr. Anderson again and I will be displeased.”
She smiled and started the cart.
We made it there is thirteen minutes.

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