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Jayson 2

This is a continuation of my first story. It is easier to understand if you read that one first.
I push off of Jayson and scramble towards my clothes. I throw his boxers at him and I put on my shorts and tank top as I run towards the closet. Just as the door to the room opens I slide into a small closet filled with toiletries. I hear Dakota start to talk to Jayson as I climb up to a top shelf in the closet (I’m pretty nimble ha).
“Wow dude.. I can tell you got some last night.”
Jayson just smiles and mumbles a “mhm”. I hear Dakota laugh and tell him that he’s gonna take Stacy to work on his way to his work. I hear a tone of excitement in Jayson’s voice as he tells him hes just gonna hang out here today.
Dakota nods, “alright. See ya later man.” He walks out the door.
I remain frozen in the closet until I hear his engine start and the car pull out of the driveway. As I start climbing down from the shelf, the closet door opens and I see Jayson’s tan, toned body standing in just boxers. I smile at him as I make one last hop and my feet land on the floor. He makes a half smile and opens the door wider and lets me out. He leans up against the back of the couch and begins..
“So. About last night…” There it was. I thought it was gonna happen but I hoped not.. I was drunk Kelly. I didn’t mean for last night to happen. We can’t do this. I swallowed low in my throat and braced myself for what I thought he would describe as a mistake. But he took me by surprise.
“I want you more than I want anything else. You are so damn perfect for me and I can’t just let what happened last night get out of my mind” I glanced up and him and slowly my mouth formed a smile.
“Dammit Jayson..” I muttered as he pulled my chin up to look at him, “why do you have to be so damn charming?”
He smiled and pulled me into him as he planted a kiss on my forehead. I smiled up at him and pressed my lips against his as his hands rested on the small of my back. I felt his tongue prodding at my lips and I eagerly granted it entry. I sat on the back of the couch and pulled him closer to me by the waistband on his boxers. I placed one hand on the back of his head and I pulled him closer to me as my tongue danced around with his. My other hand was rested on the waistband of his boxers gently pulling the front down. He began to fondle my breasts through my tank top and my moans were muffled against his mouth.
I slide off the couch and yank his boxers down making his cock spring out at full mast. I softly kiss his down his chest, to his abs, and then slowly I run the tip of my tongue up the underside of his shaft. He groans and leans against the couch as he grips onto my wavy hair. I flick my tongue at the tip of his cock tasting his pre cum while my one hand massages his balls and the other wraps around the base of his cock. I slide the head into my mouth and I suck hard making his knees go weak. He starts to move his hips back and forth making me take in about 6 inches of his cock. He groans as I move my hand up and down matching his thrusts as I start to slide my hand down into my shorts. He starts to thrust his hips faster and I feel his cock hit my throat.
Jayson starts to moan and grunts, “I.. I’m gonna cum!”
I take his whole cock in my mouth and as I feel his cock hit my throat I swallow. The sensation drives him over the edge and he grips my hair tight as his cum shoots into my mouth. I swallow as much as I can and he smiles as a small drip runs down my chin. He runs his finger up my chin, cleaning off his cum, and I pull his hand to my mouth and slowly lick and suck the cum off. I can hear Jayson swallow and then begin to nuzzle and kiss the nape of my neck. I feel his lips form into a smile as he presses them to my neck, followed by a soft chuckle.
I pull back quizzically and ask, “why the hell are you laughing”
His smile broadens, “even after last night and this morning, you still smell delicious…”
I giggle and he roughly presses his lips against mine. I guide him over to the couch and force him to lay down as I climb on top of him. I pull his arms over his head and pin them to the armrest.
“Do you want me baby,” I seductively whisper as I gently nibble on his ear.
“Oh fuck yes Kelly..!” he breathlessly makes out as his hands make their way to my hips.
I grab his hands mid-way to my hips and re-pin them above his head. I hold them secure with one hand and I pull my thong to the side as I tauntingly wiggle my hips over his now hard cock. I bite my lip as I hold my hips just above his cock.
“Kelly! C’mon baby just let me fuck you! I can’t take it any longer!” he begs as I run my tongue along my upper lip.
I lean close to his face and barely brush my lips against his, “say please..”
The moment his mouth formed to moan the word I slam down and his cock fills me up. I scream out in pleasure as he growls low in his throat. I move my hips slightly to adjust to his size as he moans “Aw fuck! You’re soo damn tight!” I half smile spreads across my face and I press my lips to his to muffle my moans. I softly bite his lower lip as I move my hips up and down the whole length of his cock. His strong arms soon overpower my grip and he holds my waist as he thrusts up into me. I let out a high pitched moan with every one of his thrusts as my fingernails dig into his chest. He pulls me off of his dick and pushes me onto my hands and knees. Just as I look back at him I feel his dick slide into my wet cunt and his hands tightly grasp at my ass. I lean more forward and rest on my forearms and lay my head on my hands. He starts to thrust harder and deeper inside of me as he massages my clit. I moan as my legs shake and my hips buck up and down.
He leans over me and groans in my ear “I’m. Gonna. Cum!” matching each of his powerful thrusts. I arch my back, sticking my ass higher in the air as my pussy tightens around his exploding cock. Right as I feel his first stream of cum spurt into me my cum flows out of me and down his cock making him push into me harder. As he pulls his cock out of me I turn around and lick it clean, tasting the mixture of our juices. He pulls my hair away from my face and clutches my body close in a hug as I lie down next to him. His strong, toned arms fold around my petite body as I rest my head and arm on his chest. I crane my neck to look up at him as he kisses my nose and we both drift off to sleep.
Part 2.
My eyes flicker open and I see Jayson still sound asleep next to me. I glance at the clock on my phone, 12:45 pm. I gently climb off the couch and toss my clothes on.
I make my way up to the house and I grab a change of clothes as I make my way to the shower. I undress and turn the radio on loud as I climb into the steamy shower. I wash and condition my hair and follow with some body wash. I stand in the hot stream and close my eyes as I run my hands down my curves. I jump as I feel someone’s hands replace mine. I spin around and see Jayson’s white smile broaden on his face. He gently bites my ear and his toned, muscular stomach presses against my stomach and chest and I shudder under his strength. I push him to the bottom of the tub and make him lay down. I turn so that we are in the 69 position and I straddle jayson’s face. He begins to run his tongue along my lips as his thumb firmly presses against my sensitive clit. I lean down and take his whole cock in my mouth, groaning as he pushes his tongue against my wet hole. I circle the head of his cock with my tongue as my left hand twists around the base of his throbbing dick. He smacks my ass as his hands wrap around my thighs. He pauses and moans “fuck hun! Im really close” I bob my head up and down the whole length of his cock until I feel my legs tense up and my hips push closer to Jayson’s face. He sucks hard on my clit while he moves his fingers faster and I scream “Oh fuck Jayson!!!!” as i cum into his mouth. I take one of his balls into my mouth as I jerk him off with my left hand. He grabs my wet hair and pulls up making his cock slide into my mouth. He forcefully pushes it down as he cums down my throat.
We both stand up and I loudly sigh as I lean against the wall. Jayson grabs me from behind and whispers “I think we need to clean you up Kel” his hands cup my breasts making me giggle and press my ass into his crotch.
He pulls the strawberry body lotion from the shelf and rubs it on a sponge. He scrubs my arms, back,, breasts and stomach and he slides his tongue into my mouth. I passionately kiss back and he pulls back to finish. He hands me the sponge as I walk into the stream and I scrub his broad shoulders and strong chest. He rinses off and we both get out of the shower.
He walks into the living room after we dress and he fiercely kisses me as he leaves to get ready for football practice…
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A Jounrye Into The Unknown

**This story is also from a larger story of mine, there is plenty of material to pull from, and follows up on An Evening of Bliss, so look for that if you’re interested. The sexual material here is a bit choppy, not downright, engaging material so I will not be accepting comments. I post this one more for readers who interested in sexual content with decent writing and good dialogue.
Lately, Melody has been becoming more and more engrossed with a ritual called the rites
of initiation, a strong sexual ceremony she wanted to perform on me. It involved
cumming inside of her vagina, inside of her ass, inside her mouth and between her
breasts all in the same night without breaks. All of the cum had to stay where it was.
When I came inside her she had to make sure none of it spilled back out, she had to
swallow all of my cum from the oral and had to massage my cum into her skin until it
had been absorbed when I came between her breasts. This ritual, she had read, would
guarantee the man’s sexual devotion to you for as long as you wanted him, some books
even claimed it would harbor an addiction to the girl completing it, an unbreakable link.
I’m not sure if Melody believes all of this though she’s explained it to me at some length.
The practice was found in teenage witchcraft books dealing with sex and the occult, a
subject of perverse interest to her. We haven’t yet tried the entire thing but Melody and I
visited a “spiritual” shop recently near the town mall of the county seat where she bought
candles mentioned in the book to be necessary for such a rite.
Two days later, early on a Saturday morning found me back at the spiritual shop, alone
this time, as Melody had read in one of her books that several incense were needed. I
humored her because I enjoyed the sexual aspect of this not particularly because I
believed in the supposed result. Most of the fellow students at our school involved in the
occult and sexual rituals were also avid drug users only concerned with their own
pleasure and some sick ideas about power. The only power I ever gained through sex was
trouble.
Entering the shop to the typical door bells greeting, I found a young exotically
dressed girl studying magazines behind the counter. As I had only been here during the
week after school with Melody so far, I had never met the girl. But she looked up as soon
as she saw me and her eyes sharpened before she smiled brightly at me.
“What is it you seek, good sir?” I smiled off handedly. In character till the end
although the English accent sounded fake and out of place. I was expecting something
Caribbean.
“Uh, yeah,” I stammered getting a better look at the girl. She definitely had quite a
body beneath the loose fitting purple and black floral skirt as well as a straight black top
that fit like a second set of skin identifying clearly a luscious pair of very firm medium
sized breasts and for a brief moment, fantasies of her and I screwing on a lush forest floor
swirled through me. I shook my head to clear it and pulled the piece of paper from my
pocket with my ‘shopping list.’ “Hey, I need the stuff on this list. I can read it but I’ll be
damned if I can pronounce half of these.”
The girl accepted the list with a swish of her long skirt and studied it closely. The
contours of her breasts let me know they were substantial though not as big as Melody’s.
Her skin was flawless and yet there was a freshness about her. The way she moved and
spoke, a calmness and sense of confidence and strength. “These are necessary for the
Rites of Initiation ceremony.”
“Well, yeah,” I said thinking that most of the guys she saw in here to buy that stuff
were stoners, not athletes.
The girl frowned and her dark eyes locked with mine searching deep. “Your
girlfriend is a sorceress, yes?”
I blinked and broke eye contact. Every time I looked into the girl’s eyes, an odd
shade of purple, I felt as if I were being pulled towards her somehow. “Melody? No,
she’s no sorceress, though I’ll bet half of our class thinks so with the body she has.” I
chuckled while looking at the floor.
“Do you know what you are getting into?” the girl’s eyes were locked onto me and
even though I did not look back, I could feel the heat of her gaze. It made me
uncomfortable as if all the transgressions I’d ever committed were sitting like an open
book in front of me.
“Look,” I tightened my voice determined not to be played. “It’s just some garbage
in a book she read about-”
“I wish it was garbage, Matt,” the girl said and I looked up. Had I met her before or
not? “You are worth so much more than what Melody wants you to be for her.”
“Wait a minute now, how did you know my name?” Why was it getting so hard to
think? “I’ve met some of the people from my class who’ve supposedly done this and
they’re usually high as kites.”
“The effect of this ritual as poorly initiated by the wrong people using internal
influences is useless. But what Melody has in store for you is dangerous. She is
intelligent enough and has the dark committment to make you her slave.”
She hissed the word ‘slave’ venomously like some sort of snake with a bad speech
impediment. But I forced a laugh and still did not look at her. “Look, I’m guessing you
know Melody and that she shared this nonsense with you and you guys decided to pull a
prank on the dumb jock. Well, no thanks but I’ve-”
“Melody is looking to tap into dangerous forces, ones she cannot hope to control,”
the girl’s light voice was now firm and authoritative. “Once completed and depending on
what order she decides to initiate, if properly done, your spirit will be chained forever to
hers.”
“Sounds kinky,” I interrupted looking up at the girl once more. “What are you
talking about? What order?”
“The desired result of the ceremony depends on the order of the sex acts. If all is
done properly, the desired result can be achieved. Here,” she thrust a book into my hands
along with the wrapped incense. “Take this and read. You are smart enough to see
beyond the words and understand-”
“What I understand,” I interrupted coldly. “Is that all this bullshit was designed to
sell me an extra book. Good thing, you had me going there for a second. I’ll just take the
incense and-”
“Take the book, it will cost you nothing, but it if you read and take the time to
contemplate, all will be revealed to you. Melody’s higher goal is not merely devotion but
complete dependence.”
I looked the girl over again. She had relaxed her intense stare and this made it
easier to do. Long flowing hair, a really curved body, but a dark air seemed to surround
her. She didn’t seem like any of the stoner fruitcakes I’d met so far. One of the girls who
frequented this location after school had stalked me up and down the aisles telling me
she had seen me in a vision and that our destinies were intertwined. The girl also smelled
to high heaven and detaching her from me long enough for Melody and I to leave was no
easy task.
“Look, let’s say that this ritual is for real and you aren’t looking to tip the scales for
some twisted perverse reason, I admit fathoming the so called higher goals of the occult
is usually beyond my grasp-”
“It is not the goal you misunderstand but the motivation, you are pure-”
“Oh, boy not another vision thing,” I interrupted annoyed. “Look, if you think I’m
pure, you don’t know a damned thing about me. I did take a shower this morning and
yes, this is a clean shirt, but that’s about as pure as it gets for me.”
“I am Kacey,” the girl ignored my claims.
Trying to put rude responses out of my mind I said, “Matt, though you already
seemed to know that.” I reached for her hand, but Kacey came from behind the counter
and hugged me deeply, her delicious body pushing against me pleasantly. I found myself
with an instant hardon and chastised myself on the virtues of screwing one girl at a time
once and for all.
“I know that you do not know me, and perhaps when our time has concluded, you
will wish you never had, but I can help you,” the girl’s eyes had grown luminous and
now I wondered if she just had a crush on me.
“I don’t need any help,” I said flatly. “Okay, where do you know me from? Genoa
or Philly? Whatever axe you’re looking to grind I likely deserve, but I am not-”
“The same person you used to be,” Kacey interrupted finishing my thought. “When
I said you were pure, you misunderstood. One of the ultimate definitions of purity is not
a person born to it but one who has lived the dark life and turns away from its violent
impulses. I have waited for you for some time now.”
“Great, another Shelly,” I interjected again. “I’m with Melody and if you know the
way I used to be I’ll understand if you think I’d be willing to screw you too. But that’s
not going to happen.”
“And yet you desire it,” the girl’s voice was bold, not doubtful, but one look at my
jeans could have told her that. “And I do as well, but you are right. For the moment, the
time is not right and there is so much more at stake than simply our carnal desires.”
“Yeah,” I said emphatically. “Let’s go and save the world, you can come dressed as
you are, but I left my super hero outfit at the cleaners. They’re always trying it on and
flying around town, that’s why I never get it back.”
The girl interrupted by slowly removing her silken top, peeling it off was more like
it, and shaking quickly out of a black bra with red symbols on it. Both nipples were
pierced though I didn’t see any other tattoos or piercings on her. Nonetheless the effect
was immediate. My hardon struggled with the confines of my jeans and I backed up a
step with my mouth suddenly dry. The girl’s body was great, it’s true, and yet Melody
and Shelly both had great, damn near perfect bodies and I had not been this captivated.
“Do you still know what you want?” the girl’s slightly accented voice taunted me
but she did not smile and her voice dropped turning cold. “I could take you now, I know
of your weaknesses, but my purpose here is to save you from a fate worse than death.”
“Right,” I said emphatically again, my eyes still glued to her breasts. The rings in
her nipples bore unusual symbols on them that looked familiar. “Listen, here’s the money
for the incense and the book.” I dropped a couple of twenties on the counter. “You can
keep the change for the peep show.” I backed up still staring, not trusting what the girl
might do.
“Stop,” the girl’s voice was authoritative and I halted though I wasn’t certain why.
The girl’s build was not athletic just naturally gifted and I doubted she could overpower
me. Kacey came slowly from behind the counter and stopped in front of me. She flipped
open the front of the skirt and her sex became visible, the hair shaved into symbols I
remembered seeing in one of Melody’s books. The ones on her bra too had been familiar.
“So many men doubt the power I have. They think they are the strong ones, but you are
weak. You want me and for the first time in a long time, I desire you as well. Follow me
and we shall begin.”
Kacey backed away slowly her eyes locked onto mine. I matched her step for step
again asking myself why. I seemed free to think but couldn’t seem to muster control.
Kacey took my hands pulling me through a gossamer curtain into the back where as you
might expect there was the usual store room stuff. Shelves, boxes, labels and what you
might not expect, a bed in one corner illuminated by candelight. The iron posts had ropes
tied to them that were thick and coarse.
“Touch me now,” Kacey commanded and my hand immediately went beneath her
skirt. I rubbed in circles feeling her wetness as she unbuttoned my shirt. ‘This is crazy!’
my mind screamed at me but my body continued to follow her commands, she must have
put me in some sort of trance, but I could still think freely.
Just as Kacey was pulling my shirt loose and her skirt had fallen to the floor, the
door’s bells clanged. She froze and a female voice called out, “Kacey! Are you here?”
Finding myself free to act once again, I pulled myself away and dove for a rear
door. The fire alarm sounded when I yanked it open but I jumped off a back loading dock
and sprinted for my car. Once seated calmly inside the comfortable confines of my
firebird, I saw Kacey inside being grilled by an older woman. The woman was gesturing
angrily and Kacey had not attempted to redress herself. Finally after numerous angry
exchanges, both turned towards the front window of the shop. Chills ran up and down
my spine as both women fixed their eyes on me with Kacey still not having attempted to
cover herself in any way. It was kind of crazy. Someone could walk by or enter the shop
at any minute but despite the early weekend hour, the plaza was barren. It was if the
world had been suddenly brought to a stand still and it made me wonder what I had
stumbled onto here. I slipped the key into the ignition and started the car. I reached for
the gear shift and dropped into reverse, my hand brushing a silver bag. Somehow the
incense and book Kacey had ‘sold’ me were in the car though I was certain I hadn’t put
them there. I revved the motor and backed out of the parking lot looking to put as much
distance between me and the store as possible.

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Fantasy

Kate’s Virginity

two fourteen year olds lose their virginities together. comments and corrections please, and include if you want a sequel or not because i have something in mind if everyone likes this one

Fiction

The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
********************************************************************************
I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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Going Back Home to Lose My Virginity to Virgins

First this is a story about how I lost my virginity to my best friend, there is a part 2 to this that I might post depending on how I feel. However, PLEASE REMEMBER YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ THIS STORY AND LEAVE ME RUDE COMMENTS. I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT I MAKE MISTAKES AND I AM NO ENGLISH PROFESSOR! I write the way I speak and my English does NOT stand up to certain individuals standards OH WELL that’s life. ENJOY THE STORY AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING IT!

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Childhood Friend

Throughout 8th grade, I had a very good friend named Maddy. We were best friends, we talked every day to eachother.Sometimes we would even go to eachothers’ house.Secretly, I had sexual thoughts about her.The first time I experienced this was when I was at the pool with Maddy one day.As she jumped into the water, I finally noticed how wonderful her body was.As I played games with her in the pool, I felt a stirring in my swim-suit. I knew I had to get rid of this erection.I ran out of the pool and to the bathrooms, keeping my throbbing cock in the waistband of my swimsuit. I sat in the bathroom stall for 10 minutes rapidly stroking my cock, thinking of Maddy.I returned back into the pool as if nothing happened.
One day as I was talking to Maddy, I noticed she started talking about sex a lot. This, of course, made me horny. So, any time my dick got too hard, I would go to the nearest bathroom and jack off till I came everywhere. Everytime it went fine and smoothly until one day.Maddy asked why I always go to the bathroom when I’m with her, embarrassed and clueless, I just said, “I don’t know”. She then asked, “Are you masterbating?” I said nothing. After I didn’t say anything to her for around 30 seconds, she said “I don’t care if you do.” So, I came clean and told her yes. For the rest of the walk home, we were both silent.
By the end of the school year, my sexual feelings for Maddy were full-blast. I even developed a foot fetish. Whenever I would hang out with Maddy, I would try to catch glimpses of her feet and ass. The day before the last day of school, Maddy asked me if I could come over to her house on the last day of school. At the school district I went to, every last day of school was a half day; so I figured her parents wouldn’t be home for about 3 hours after the school day. This made me hesitant, yet somehow excited. So, I went with her to her home after school. As soon as we got to her house, she kicked off her flip flops. Just seeing her bare feet got me hard, so I flipped my erected dick into my waistband as I almost always did.After about 10 minutes of talking,we both sat in front of the TV and played Playstation.
As Maddy played the video games I couldn’t help but look at how nice her ass looked, not noticing that my cock was getting stiff as a board. For a 14 year old boy, my dick was pretty big; around 7 inches when I would get hard. I was beating Maddy easily at the game. In frustration and playfulness, she hopped on my lapped while shouting “Screw you!” Little did she know, I had a complete hard on. As her ass hit my cock, I saw her eyes get huge. She paused the game and looked back at me. Slowly, Maddy crawled off my lap. She said, ” I’ve been noticing changes in you.” I swallowed in fear and looked at the TV so she couldn’t see my face; red with embarrassment. Maddy then sat down on my legs and looked down. Out of nowhere, she grabbed at my shorts, and I squirmed away from her hand saying “This is so wrong Maddy we are only 14!” She then put her hands on my shoulders, holding me down, and said “14 is just a number”, and slipped off my shorts. As my shorts came off exposing my boxers, I dick flung up with no resistance. Maddy slowly slipped off my boxers so my dick flew out. In awe, she said “It’s bigger than I thought!” I just blushed; I didn’t know what to say cbeause I was never in a situation like that before. Maddy then pulled off her shirt and her bra to show her beautiful round teenage tits. She slowly bent down and put the head of my cock in her mouth, and teased me with her tongue. I grabbed the back of her head and abruptly pushed her head down and up my cock. I came one got load in her mouth and another all over her face. She happily licked it all off, giggling. While I sat admiring her tits, she pulled off her constricting jean-shorts, showing her wet orange panties. I lifted my body up and kissed her in such admiration. Maddy moved her panties to the right, showing her beautiful wet camel toe. Withoit any hesitation, I grabbed her hips, and pulled Maddy down onto my cock, as she screamed in pleasure. I slowly cranked my dick in and out of her smooth pussy, and she moaned every time I went in deep. Maddy told me that we have to tell eachother when we are going to cum. After about a minute and a half of her riding my cock, Maddy screamed out “Oh my god I’m gonna cum!!!” I was close to cumming but not on the edge like MADDY was. Finally I was going to cum. I pulled out and MADDY asked me what I was doing. I didn’t reply and came all over the soles of her feet. Maddy was nevertheless surprised. She then took her wonderful feet and put them against my cock. I told her how to give a foot job, and she gave me one like a pro. As I was about to cum, Maddy pulled away her feet and bent over. I asked “What are you doing?” She didn’t reply; she just grabbed my dick and put it in her asshole. I fucked her this way for a minute then I went home. It was the best sex I ever had.

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My daddy and me.

Daughter tells a story of how she was taken away from her real father, and how she unknowingly meets him later in life.

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sister and me part 2

This is the second Part of my story about me and my sister’s sexual encounters.
A couple of days went by before me and my sister talked about what happened. She said that I made her feel so good and that she wanted to feel that again. I told her that we had to wait till we were home alone to do it again. I also told that she could not tell anyone about what we were doing because most people would think that we were weird and would become outcast. She swore that she wouldn’t tell anyone; I told her that we were going to do what we did and more next time. She said more? In my head I had it planned, she was going to have the time of her life the next time we were alone. That chance didn’t come for a couple of days.
It was a Friday and school had been canceled due to a snow day. We were both up a 6 like any normal school day. My sister and I were watching TV in the living room waiting for my parents to leave for work. They normally left at 7 but they had to leave earlier due to the weather. As soon as my parents left my sister looked at me and smiled. She knew that we were going to have a lot of fun that day, and boy did we ever.
My sister said that she was going to go upstairs, and to meet her up there in five minutes. As she walked away all that I could think was how I was going to make her scream as I fucked the shit out of her. So five minutes later I walked up to my sister’s room and opened the door. She was lying there in her bra and panties. As I walked to her bed my eyes fell upon the wet spot on her panties. I asked her if she was excited and she said that she’d been fantasizing about it at night. That she’d been rubbing her pussy till she came at night thinking about the other day. I just smiled as I laid down on top of her. I gently kissed her rosy red lips. Then I started to kiss her neck, then I made my way to her bra. I slowly removed it and started licking her nipples. Her nipples started getting hard and I began to suck on them.
Then I decided that I was going to titty fuck her. So I took off my boxers, and place my dick between her busty chest. She pushed her boobs together as I started to thrust. Every time that I thrusted she would lick the tip of my dick. Man did that feel so good. I knew that she was getting anxious by the way she started licking harder and harder. So then I told her to get up and put her head between my legs, and to put her ass in my face. I told her that this was one of my favorite positions, and it was called 69. She started sucking my dick while I ate her out. Her pussy was so moist that her juices were dripping in to my mouth. I began to try to loosen her tight pussy with my pinky. She was so tight that I could barely get it in. every time that I put it in it felt like her pussy was swallowing it. With my other hand I reached up and found her asshole. I slowly inserted my middle finger; as I did she started to squirm a little. Her asshole was looser than he pussy. We pretty much came at the same time. I blew my load right in her mouth; she sucked every last drop out of the tip of my dick. Likewise I sucked up all of her pussy juice then licked her butthole. This gave her the chills. Now it was time to fuck her.
I got up, pulled her to the edge of my bed, then I slapped her pussy hard with my rock hard dick. My dick has thicker and harder than it ever was in the past. I slowly pushed the tip of it in her then quickly pulled out. I was teasing her young tight pussy. At this point she was so ready to fuck me she couldn’t stand me teasing her anymore. She said just stick it in me already, and that’s all I needed to hear. I slowly pushed passed her swollen pussy lips into the pure heat of her pussy. OMG she was moaning and whimpering that it hurt, but I continued to fuck her. As I continued I pumped harder and harder. My dick was bottoming out in her almost every time I went deep in her. She was just lying there taking it. It was like she was engulfed in both pleasure and pain because she was moaning and making funny faces as I went deep. I fucked her like this for almost 15 minutes before I decide that I wanted to fuck her ass.
As I flipped her over she asked me what I was doing, I said im gonna finish in your ass. She told me she didn’t want to do anal but I did and that was going to happen either way. So I pushed my cock in her ass as she began screaming that she couldn’t take it but I just ignored her please for me to stop. I was about to cum and didn’t want to stop so I continued until I blew my giant load in her ass. As I pulled out the cum poured out of it like a fucking river. We just laid there for about 10 minutes, then she slowly got up and said thanks and walked out. Later that day she couldn’t even walk because that’s how hard I fucked her. These type of activities continued for about 6 months then something happened that changed our lives forever.
Find out what happen in the next story.
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Kinky Perverted Lesbian Slut

This was posted elsewhere years ago, but it’s been updated a bit for republication. A very experienced woman finds a new thrill, and explores it up to the hilt.

Sex Joke

Another cum joke

Q: what the difference between love, true love, and showing off?
A: spitting, swallowing, and gargeling

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My friend lost her viginity and my friendship

My friend is 12 and she has always been older than her age. She always gets tons of Hookups at dances had stuff. She was going out with this guy, he was really sweet and nice. And during the holidays she dumped him. She told me and him that she hooked up with two other guys and felt guilty. The next month he asked me out and we dated for about 3 months. My friend started telling me she thought she was pregnet. But I told her if she hadn’t had sex she wasn’t. We left it at that. The next day in a religion lesson she told me and my friend she had sex and that’s why she dumped her boyfriend. We went quiet and didn’t know what to say. Mostly we were worried about her. Me and my friend were convinced that she was forced into it. The following day we decided to ask her what happened and if she was ok. She told us the story:
Angus and I were at a party in Logan and we had never met eachother before, we were sitting in the lounge room and started talking. I found out he was 16. We kept talking and he started making out with me. He grabbed me and asked the a girl if we could use her room. She said it was fine. we went into the room and we undressed eachother and had sex (I didn’t ask her about details because we are 12 and it’s awkward.) people started knocking on the door so we got dressed and I went home. I never saw him again.
I asked her if she had protection
And she said no
I was so worried about her. Ecspecially when she told me she thought having sex at 12 was normal.
We eventually had a massive fight and we arnt as good friends now. I can’t even look at her the same way. It makes me so sad. And when she told me she didnt want my help made me so angry. I ignored her for a few days. She never told anyone only me and my friend. I wish I didn’t know. She also told me it hurt. I feel so behind because I haven’t even hooked up with a guy.
So maybe I’m just jelous of her
I have read a few stories on here about how fun it is and what happens and I think it’s really gross and I disagree that anyone could enjoy it at such young ages. if I was going to loose my virginity it would be to someone who I know and trust. Not some random person who I met at a party. I still havent told her what I really think of her, a stuck up whore slut. I’m not even joking. And she was my best friend I can’t even believe she would do that!!
Also reading other people’s stories I don’t understand why people would be inlove with someone who wants to pressure you to do things ur not ready to do. If you don’t love them in that way you should tell them and then decide if you really do accually like him.
Now my friend told me that her mum is going to let her have a belly piercing. She wants all of these piercings and tattoos done to her when she leaves school (private school -.-) and I don’t know how to tell her not to. Because I’m jelous of how pretty she is and I know alot of other people are too. And I don’t know why she would want to ruin it.
I want people to comment if they are in the same sort of position as me, because I have no idea what to do. She told me that If I told anyone about angus I would ruin her life. She also has alot of boyfriends and never tells anybody only me. ITS SO ANNOYING!!!!! It makes me so angry when she cheats on guys. I’ve only ever had one boyfriend and that was a fricken ex! She gets all of the guys. It’s so not fair.
As we go to a private school theres a big academic thing. She always gets A’s she would be the last person you could ever think of to be a nerd!!! WHY IS SHE SO PERFECT!!!! I’m so jelous of her. I wish I could have the guts to tell her what I really think of her. But she so popular all her friends would back her up because they don’t know the truth about her. Friends she has known forever have been lied to by her . but me, who has known her for 2 terms, seems to know everything. Even too much. I’m really sick of hearing her problems and about all her shit. But she’s in all of my classes so there’s no escaping it. I can’t even stand being with her. I changed lunch groups. I wish she would tell a few more people about angus so I would have someone to talk to it about. It’s horrible suffering in silence and I’m too scared to ask about details, ( blowjob, anal, finger) whatever happened on the night that I wish she would relise she should regret! She doesn’t understand. She always says age is a number. I know that is true. But loosing ur virginity to a 16 yr old stranger when ur 12 is just too far. Comment if u agree.
Also if anyone could suggest ways of telling her what I think of her.
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She’s Incredible and edible, and all together sexual…

I am married to a stone fox milf who recently began to enjoy her sexy body. My life is a fucking dream come true, I have gotten more sex this past six months than the prior 5 years. Sherry is hot, and she knows it, and shows it.
This day we were headed to the mall to buy her an outfit. Sherry loves to shop, and now enjoys a more risqu?ook, so I looked forward to watching her try on sexy dresses and clothes. I also wondered what surprise might be in store for me…
Sherry was upstairs getting ready and called down for me to start the car, she’d be right out. It was 78 degrees, so the car didn’t need to warm up, so I wondered why I was sitting in the driveway.
I got my answer as the door opened and Sherry came into view. Sherry wanted to start the show wearing a ribbed tank dress that was very tight and made of a quite thin gauzy material. It clung to her sexy curves, and was an inch shorter than it should be and only a few inches from being a top.
I complimented Sherry, telling her she looked great, and I hated to see her change when we shopped…She said she wanted to find something a little sexier, and wanted shoes, too.
As we drove, Sherry openly toyed with her trimmed pussy. Her shaved lips were puffy as she stroked them. Did I do a good job on my hair-do, honey?, Sherry cooed as we stopped at the red light. Absolutely, I told her. She had about a 1 inch triangle above her opening, trimmed to ¼ inch. Not another hair on her body- eyebrow to toe. She was wet, and she was working 3 fingers in and out as we approached the mall.
I offered to drop Sherry at the door, but she was stilling strumming her clit energetically and said- Park.
I found a spot, and shut off the car and Sherry quickly pulled her dress down, and got out quickly. I thought she would finish, or even ask me to lick her or something, but she was out before I pulled out the key and adjusted my jeans to take down the tent that had formed.
The mall was pretty empty, it was early. Without several hundred bodies heat, it was a little nippy, and Sherry’s adorable nipples hardened and strained the thin material further. Oh baby, you are going to make a scene with those high beams of yours, I kidded. Wait until I get some ice she giggled.
We breezed in and out of a couple of stores, but nothing grabbed Sherry’s attention. I suggested a cute dress, but she said it was too tame.
The third store was a funky high end boutique, and Sherry seemed to light up. She grabbed a couple of outfits, and asked a cute salesperson for a dressing room. Do you need help she asked…and joined Sherry in the dressing room. The door opened and Sherry came out wearing a pair of shorts that were smaller than her old “skimpy panties” cut low in front, and showing the bottom inch or so of her sexy ass. Her top was a string with 2 little patches that almost covered her areolas.
Sally, the salesgirl, asked if I liked it. The shorts are cute for the bedroom I said, but told her I preferred skirts…hate to have any cloth keeping me from her pussy. I warned her- I don’t know if you have anything sexy enough for Sherry today.
Sally led Sherry back to the dressing room and another girl brought a rack of clothes from the back room. Sally showed a few to Sherry before a low cut halter dress caught her attention.
Sherry came out in a cute yellow dress made of a sheer netlike material. You could see her nipples, each and every curve was enhanced but not hidden.
It was sexy, but not as cute as the outfit she wore in, and I told her that.
She agreed and pulled it off before getting into the dressing room. All of the sales people were hovering around, as they knew Sherry was putting on a show.
The next outfit took my breath away, and drew oohs and aaahs from the others. It featured a red leather bustier and matching red leather skirt that was only about 6 inches waist to hem. The top was cut low, showing off Sherry’s cute round boobs, and exposed her tight sexy abs. When Sherry strutted around the boutique, she got the lustful looks she wanted, and loved it. She wanted to keep it on so we could shop for shies to match. The clerks fought to clip off the tags, and Sherry was handed 2 phone numbers from sexy young clerks who wanted to hook up with my sexy wife as we paid for the outfit.
We headed for a shoe store, and a young clerk approached nervously. He was intimidated by Sherry, and timidly offered his help. Sherry told nim she needed shoes or boots to go with the new outfit she just bought…did he like it she asked? He stammered that it looked great. She peppered him further…is it sexy? Does it show off my breasts? Is the skirt too long? He mumbled incoherently and began to sweat.
He dropped down in front of Sherry and measured her foot, his hands shaking visibly. When he looked up to tell her 7 medium, his eyes stopped on her crotch- Sherry’s shaved pussy was a mere 18 inches in front of him totally exposed and obviously wet. The kid was struggling before, and now he was speechless and just stared for an awkward minute. Sherry interrupted him by asking him to bring out the sexiest red shoes and boots so she could try them on.
As he got up, his cock had become obviously stiff. It was quite large and pointed at Sherry as he stammered he’d be right back.
Ben returned with several boxes, and Sherry had him put them on her feet, knowing the effect this had on this nervous lad. When he showed her sandals that laced up her legs past the knee, Sherry thought they might be the ones. Sherry made Ben lace them up her tanned toned legs, and he was shaking and sweating profusely. The straps went up to mid thigh, bringing Ben’s fingers inches from the pussy he stared at longingly. Sherry shifted abruptly causing Ben to bump his hand on her pussy. He jumped and apologized, but Sherry laughed and stood up which caused Ben to fall over backwards. This left him looking straight up under her skirt.
Sherry strutted around the shoe store, checking out thy look. She decided she wanted these shoes, but was having so much fun teasing poor Ben, she sat back down, and pointed for Ben to take them off.
She tried on several more pairs, and Ben was really excited. His face was flushed, sweat dripped from his forehead. His hands shook, his pants were tented and a huge wet spot was obvious on his crotch.
Sherry was really turned on by this as well, and was playing with her pussy discreetly when Ben was away. When Ben kneeled down again, Sherry asked him if he wanted to taste her pussy. He didn’t know what to do, so he was silent. The answer showed in his eyes, but he could not speak. Sherry asked again, and then simply grabbed his head, and pulled it into her pussy, smashing his face into her. She shook in a quick orgasm, and then pushed his face away just as quickly.
I’ll take the sandals, and your phone number Ben. We paid quickly, Sherry wearing the ensemble out into the mall.
The mall was more crowded now, and I figured we head for the exit, but Sherry was having too much fun showing off, and wanted to “window” shop and get lunch.
We strutted around, turning heads, and turning us both on even more, before we stopped for lunch. It was a bistro that featured bar tables and high chairs on a swivel. When Sherry sat down, her little leather skirt rode up her legs to show her naked pussy to anyone nearby. She enjoyed swiveling back and forth, and crossing her legs, to give everyone a chance to see her glory.
The waitress seemed just as nervous as Ben, as she took our drink orders. When she returned with our iced teas, Sherry asked if her if she liked her outfit, and Chrissy said she only wished she had the nerve to wear something so sexy out in public. She told Sherry she fantasizes about showing off her body like Sherry, but isn’t confident that she could pull it off.
Sherry asked the waitress to join her in the restroom, so they could discuss this privately. I wondered as they went off what was in store for us next.
Sherry came back, a little flushed, and said- Chrissy licks a mean pussy!
Chrissy came back to the table, and the tight t shirt and skirt she wore were noticeably different. Her bra was gone, and Chrissy sported cute stiff nipples. The top was tied to show off her sexy little waist, and her skirt was rolled over a couple of times at the top, which made it as short as Sherry’s. When she bent over, I could see that she had not panties on as well. Sherry had created a slut after her own heart.
We had a nice salad, and left, Sherry hugging Chrissy and saying your tips will be better if she dressed like this more often. Chrissy slipped Sherry her number, and they talked about getting together to shop soon.
As we made our way out of the mal Sherry wanted one more bit of excitement, and she bent over at the waist, pretending to adjust the straps of her shoes, while the skirt rose to bare her sexy round ass to the mall, before we scurried out the door.
When we got to the car, Sherry couldn’t wait, and had me lick her right there in the parking lot. I had no idea if we were noticed, as my face was buried in heaven, but I heard car doors open nand close all around us. I even heard a couple of woman say they wish they were Sherry.
We drove home with Sherry stroking my throbbing cock. At stop lights, she bent across the console to suck me sticking her ass up, allowing the car next to us a clear view. The beeping as the light turned green, wasn’t the car behind us…instead the car next to us showing their appreciation for Sherry’s fine ass.
Somehow we made it home. Once in the house, Sherry quickly assumed a dominant role, shoving me to the ground, and mounting my face. She recounted our trip to the mall, while she rode my tongue to several gushing orgasms.
This is not an unusual day for us, in fact, practically a very normal day, since the day Sherry realized she is HOT.

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