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The Story of Ann

Ann is the girl in this story, she has disabilities, I have seen few stories about this subject anywhere!

Diary

Aiden 5

He always looks at me. To bad bad he has a gf, fuck her he is mine!

Poem

Insane

I haven’t posted in awhile for some… personal reasons. This might be my last poem, and you’ll see why once ya read it. I lost my story on my pc, but I’ll retype it. A month max. Once you read the story the poem makes more sense…

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HOOKED ON SEX IN HIGHSCHOOL PART 3

“TAYLOR!” Reality hit me as soon as my flashback had ended. Aaron was calling me out to the front of the school.
I typically made friends with everyone in high school, but my favorite crowd was the mixture of outcasts. The outcasts and the misfits had a sense of humor no other group could match, and this excited me. Since Aaron was new to the school, I introduced him to my many deranged friends. “Aaron, this here is Sam.” They shook hands.
Sam had always wanted to get a piece of ass, but the poor guy was just too dumb and ugly for anyone. They even made a rumor up that the guy fucked a poor innocent dog. I doubt it was true, but when I was younger I sure as hell believed it. I believed anything anyone told me when I was young.
I was a young, stupid, na? little waif of a girl, not to mention I wasn’t all that attractive when I was younger. I was a horny little tween when I was young. The first day I had ever had an orgasm, I was bathing in my grandmother’s new jet bathtub. I wondered why people would masturbate and what the hell an orgasm was, and why it was so “wrong“ to do. I filled up the bathtub, and turned it on. Then I placed my little hairless pussy on the jet, and laid the rest of my body back in the warm water. I couldn’t explain what I felt as the water massaged and played with my clit. For some reason, my hips wanted to rotate, so I let them. I also gradually turned up the jets as I did. Up, down, up, down. I felt uncomfortable as I did this so I leaned forward and got on my knees for doggie style fun with the jets. The water, blasting into my virgin pussy probably had ripped my hymen, but I continued to let it fill me up with every rotation. I eventually backed up onto the jet, filled my virgin womb to the brim, and let the jet massage my clit. I felt a tickle within my pussy build up and up, and finally I felt a surge of electricity flow through my entire body. I gasped and pulled away from it, and said under my breath “Wow… my first orgasm…” All the water had shot out of my pussy, and I saw bits of blood everywhere. I payed it no mind, until about a week later I had my first period, on my twelfth birthday. Every day since my twelfth birthday, I would come home from school, by-pass everyone and pull out my homemade dildo, who I had named Mr. Spanky. I had fashioned him from a ten colored pen. I would put on music that would pick up paces, such as river dance music or metal, and as I played with my pussy I would pick up the pace as the music did, and have myself a hell of a time. This went on for about two more years until I met Mac, my first boyfriend.
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Mac, who had come up with the dreadful story about Sam, Mac, the compulsive liar, Mac, the one who sits behind me in Biology this year, Mac the one who still hates me for breaking up with him freshman year, was the complete opposite of me. I was a peaceful girl, and he was a hardcore metal comedian, and to this day I find both of those aspects in a man extremely attractive. Other than that, NOTHING about Mac was attractive, but when he grew out his hair, I completely forgot about it. I would play with his hair, and kiss him, and tell him he was funny and loveable.
Mac and I met in 8th grade. We had a lot of classes together. I would always be the one to finish assignments, and he would be the complete slacker. Every day I would ask Mac if he had a girlfirend. He would always say yes ( and she was a TOTAL bitch, and still is to this day.) One -day, in Geography class, Mac told me he was single, so that day at lunch, I asked him out to the next Middle School dance. He said yes. Mac wasn’t one for dances, but he went for me. I showed up, looking like an idiot. I didn’t have pretty dresses like the other girls did. I went in a dress I hadn’t worn since I was twelve, in shoes I hadn’t worn in the same amount of time, because my family couldn’t afford anything more. Mac showed up, in a blue corduroy suit, and a pimp hat. I never felt more embarrassed in my life. I didn’t even want to dance that night, and I was really good at dancing. I ended up working in the photo booth taking pictures for the yearbook. As everyone left, I gathered my things, and left with a sadness like no other.
My first date, sucked. My first boyfriend, embarrassment. My first kiss, about to happen.
We walked out, among other nerds who had went stag to the dance. It was raining hard outside, and my mom was waiting at the other end of the school to pick me up. “Thanks for taking me to the dance Mac.” I said with a huff, and started off in a silent run to leave. Mac just stood there with a sad stance, and his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his costume. I stopped mid stride, turned around and gave Mac a kiss on the cheek. Then he gave me a kiss on the lips. My first kiss, in the rain, wasn’t all that bad. Mac walked me the rest of the way. I was cold and soaking wet but my lips burned from the first time I had ever used them on another person. I went home and wrote in my journal about it.
Months went by and Mac and I grew together. He would tell me jokes, and let me borrow his video games, and he would buy me cute presents for the week of Christmas, as I would him. We would take walks in the winter, around my grandmother’s house, which was next to a Lutheran church, which was ALSO next to the school we went to. My birthday was coming up soon, and it was beginning to snow.
The week before my birthday was a bitch indeed. Ordering the things I had wanted, spending all the money I saved, everything was a complete hassle. I had invited every one of my friends, and then some. The night came, and I spent the time waiting at the door. No one had arrived early, no one had arrived on time. The only person who arrived was Mac. I showed him around my house, because he had never been before. I showed him my room, which since I was twelve had been switched from a room across my mother’s, to the den on the other side of the house. My room was extremely large. It could fit just about everything in it. Rarely was it clean, but it was clean today. I led him into my room, and sat him down on my red futon and we started to watch some Family Guy. Mac and I weren’t very good at kissing, but we started to do it anyway. It didn’t take Mac long to become aroused, and I was curious about what a penis looked like up close. “Hey Mac, remember how we were talking about sexual things over the phone?” I asked him. “Yeah… I don’t know if it’s such a good idea…” he said. I told him how much I would love it if he showed me his penis, and I would show him my pussy in return. I had shaved it, because I was positive something like this was in my alley to happen tonight. He unzipped his pants, and out flopped this MONSTER cock, hidden within his pants. His 9 inch, 15 year old cock was absolutely gorgeous and I took quite a lot of time studying it. It pulsed, and had a ridge going underneath it. “Can I touch it?” I asked. “Sure, can I touch yours?” I nodded my head, and I began to fondle the wonder in front of me. Mac pulled down my shorts a bit to discover the pink juicy pussy before him. I began stroking his cock, because I knew the look on his face meant he was loving me just touching it. I took his cock into my 14 year old grip, and started to jerk away. I didn’t think much of lubing up my hands at that age, but Mac advised me to do so. I took a lovely bit of spit into my hands and used them to pleasure him. He had begun fingering my wet little slit, and I was loving every minute of it. “It kinda hurts…” I told him. I was so tight, one of his large fingers could barely fit within me. He went slower, and started to curl his finger upwards instead. That was the first time I had ever felt my g spot being hit. Mac continued as I sat on his hand, and I started to give him a blowjob. From the very first, I knew to keep my teeth out of the way, and that suction and tongue movements were very important for male pleasure. I didn’t know how to deep throat yet, but a couple weeks later I would watch a video to find out how. He was whispering my name, and as he did, all of his cum rushed into my mouth. I didn’t think it very tasty, but I thought it rude to spit it out, so I swallowed it. We weren’t very loud, but both of us had an orgasm. Mac could barely stand, and neither could I. We decided to lay down for a bit, and watch more TV until his mom came to pick him up. It was the best birthday I ever had. I went back to middle school that day proud of what I had done, that my girlfriends wouldn’t experience until sophomore year. I had a huge grin on my face all the time, and I was glad none of my friends showed up, otherwise I wouldn’t have had as much fun at my party as my deviant little self had wanted to.
The months raged on, in quiet solitude of orgasmic bliss, and the times with Mac were fun and memorable, but when it came to high school… I started to wonder about what was waiting for me beyond the pants of other young men, waiting to be ravished for the first time…

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Fire Class: Falling in love(rewrite) read it a few microscopic changes

Like I said before not my story the original author is JWDD I am just making a new twist of the story dont hate me and as always leave comments as I read all coments. I HOPE ITS MORE EASY TO READ.
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I kept tossing and turning during the night. It felt hopeless and so I decided to read the old book. I turned on my lamped and started reading.
Summoning an elemental
Elementals can help answer any questions you may have most elementals have been alive since the beginning of mankind. But, be warned. Elementals always want something in return for their services. To summon one you will need to put a piece of their element in the middle of a circle drawn with salt. Most mages call the elemental of their class as to not cause rivalry between the elemental and the mage. After you have a piece of their element you must pronounce the fallowing words “elmanti” and say their element.
This would be interesting to use in the future. Too bad they were not among the living as I could just use my Infiniti talent and just take the information. I was getting tire so I decided to call it a night.
Somewhere else at the same time….
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“What do you mean he was too powerful for you” asked the stranger.” Sir we were in a tight spot he had an advantage over us, He had fire ready to use, all we could have do was flee” said one of the hooded strangers. “Is it true that there is a new world strongest mage out there in the world” asked another. “Don’t be ridiculous there is no way that such a person could exist he was lying and you idiots fell for it thinking he had 66 spikes, preposterous such a thing” said another hooded person. “Whether it’s true or not we need to make sure, if it is true we need him in our side or out of the way completely” said the first stranger as the others nodded in agreement.
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Waking up the next morning I felt tired so I teleported to the living room. I found my parents in the kitchen eating breakfast. “Dad what are we going to do about my hands” He looked at me and smiled and said “I was searching during the night a way to cover up your hands and an idea popped in my head we are going to use an enchantment to create an illusion so that your hands look normal” I was dumb founded why didn’t I think of that.
“So what we you going to enchant”
“The ring I gave you a few months ago, you still have it right”
“Yeah I still have it, do you want me to go get it”
“Yes get it so that we can get this over with” he said as I quickly ran up the stairs and came back down. He put the ring on the table and started saying the words “Ray ha melo illusione!” he pointed his wand at the ring and it started shinning a dark blue and then it faded. “Here we go try it on” said Dad. I put the ring on and my hands started to shimmer and then they turned to normal the only thing that could not be covered were the little onyx looking rocks at the back of each hand.
“Well that’s one less problem we don’t have to worry” said mum looking relieved. “So Jamie have you tried casting a spell yet’ asked dad, I didn’t have any time yesterday as I went to sleep after reading the book “No dad I haven’t let me give a try” I said while I pointed a finger at him “Levatus” I said in a firm voice, the onyx rocks I had at the back of each hand shimmered and my dad started floating to the sealing. “ Ha ha, it works” I said feeling happy about being the first mage in recorded mage history to cast a spell with my bare hands. For the rest of the day I kept practicing many spells at dinner time my mum called me and said “Jamie packed up your stuff because we are going to celebrate your departure with some friends” I was cool with it and teleported into my room, packing seemed such a hassle then I remembered this spell I raised both my palms pointed at my room “Empacio Sulus” and my stuff started floating and packing itself. It was fun seeing everything just get out of the closet and fold itself into the bag. While my bag was making itself I picked up the old book sat in my desk chair skimmed for something that caught my attention and started reading. Electricity Talent
Electricity can only be used when you are a water mage or are with a water mage so that they can make a storm so that they/you could harness that power. This talent is usually given to water users but there is the rare chance that it could be given to someone with a different element. When such a thing happens the mage is usually at a disadvantage. A man by an unknown name created a form to overcome this weakness. The idea was simple create a charm that produced infinite lightning. This although genius could not be done by many as it required the core of a tree and not many trees give out their core so easily. You would have to talk to a wood nymph for this and they would talk to the three. Trying to steal a tree core can have bad consequences as the wood nymph usually kills you for killing a tree. But if you do manage to get the core the spell you would use is the following “Infiniti Electros” after this just be careful of where you place it as it is a really precious object.
I closed the book, put it inside the bag and went downstairs. “So dad where are we going tonight and with who”
” you remember Bethany and Jess from Bacra”
“Yeah” I said remembering how beautiful Jess was.
“Well I invited them to come over and we have dinner reservations at 8 pm”
“At what time are they going to be here”
” At 7 pm” said mum.
We started cleaning up around the house and around 7:05 pm the doorbell rang. I went to open the door as my dad and mum were right behind me. When I opened the door my jaw almost hit the floor, I thought Jess was beautiful before know she was stunning she had matured over the summer getting a nice handful in the breast department her hair was painted red which I found weird, her being a water mage and all. Her skin was a little tanned and her lips were rosy and so kissable I found myself staring until my dad cleared his throat to get my attention. I blushed at having been seen ogling Jess. “Hi, can we come in” said Bethany looking at me straight in the eyes causing me to blush even harder for being so dumb. They came in and started talking. Mum took out a bottle of wine and started drinking away when they sat down in the table to talk about their mage school years. Me and Jess went to the basement to just chill. “So, have you been practicing over the summer” Jess said trying to start some conversation “Yeah wanna try some out”
“sure” she said happily
“This is one I have been practicing” I pointed my finger at the table and said “Levatus” I don’t know what happened to me I was just trying to show off to her and forgot all about the fact that I just casted with my hands. When I looked at her she was looking at me with big eyes and her jaw was almost hitting the floor. I was thinking what I could have possibly done to get such a reaction when I noticed I had just casted the spell with my hands.
“H-H-How did you do that” she said stuttering from the shock “Don’t freak out I can explain, but you have to keep it a secret ok”
“ok”
So I told her the hold story then she asked if I would take off the ring so that she could see my hands.
“Are you sure”
“yeah just take it off”
Trusting her I took the ring off and my hands went that light sucking black. She was staring at them intently.” I will keep the secret if you go out with me” She said I could swear my jaw almost hit the floor at that moment. She started blushing too “it’s just that I find you attractive and you find me attractive so why don’t we go out” I didn’t know what to say “Just think about and tell me later” she said as she moved up the stairs. I stayed there thinking until my dad called me to get going to the restaurant. With all of us in the car and ready to go we left. I think you can imagine the car ride was kind of awkward with both of us sitting next to each other. When we got to the restaurant I had enough time to think about it and pulled jess to the side ” I will go out with you” and kissed her there was no tongue on anything just a sensual kiss. When I pulled back both my parents were looking at me and smiling ” See you two are getting along just fine” said dad almost laughing causing me to blush “Stop teasing him honey” said mum giving dad a small push on the shoulder, in all this Bethany stayed really quiet in the corner.
Throught dinner I could not help but notice Jess mum kept staring at me. Dinner was great. Everyone had their fun and we chated, althrought the evening I stayed close to Jess holding hands under the table and such. When we got home it was around 10 pm and everyone called it a night. I went to my room and just stared at the ceiling above my bed for about 15 minutes before when I heard a small knock on my door Prince was already sleeping at the foot of my bed so I got up slowly. When I opened the door I was suprised to see Bethany standing on the other side. “Stay quiet and come with me” she whisped at me. I fallowed until we were in the basement.
“Do you love my daughter” she asked with a serious looking face
“I do madam, although we havent gone as far as saying it to each other”
“Good, did you know most strong mages become playboys because they have so many girls all over them”
“No, I did not know that ”
“Well they do, Jess is the daughther of one of those kind of strong mages who used me and then threw me away, and when I went to tell him I was pregnat he just told me to stop lying to get some fame” by now she was almost on the verge of tears
” Just promise me one thing, you will always keep my daughter safe no matter what, can you keep that promise Jimie”
“Yes madam I would put my life the line for your daughter I promise”
“Good now lets get to sleep you have a big day tommorow”
We made our way to our rooms I was at ease as I closed my eyes and went to sleep peacefully.
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I Know the part is short but I wanted to know how I am doing and if you like were the story is going. For those of you that wanted the original here is the link to it http://stories.xnxx.com/story/46560/Fire_Class .
Dont be shy to give me some ideas stuff you wanted in the original story but it didnt have them. I am adding more mythical creatures i am thinking about involving Gods in this or how about having him bind a powerful demon to become his loyal sevant eh. tell me what you think. For you readers that need a better image the rock on the back of the hand came from this manga called “BTOOOM!”. I also wish to inform the reader that this story is a dark twist for those people that loved Voldemort and have a fuck up brain you are going to love it for those other normal people you are going to hate me alot. Working on part three trying to make it atleast 15 pages or more and working on spelling.

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Two Tickets to Hinder

I noticed the poster for the Hinder concert tonight when I walked into my motel. I thought about it and I considered the idea of the night alone in my room watching some lame HBO over broadcast movie I had already seen. I asked the slightly goth looking chick at the front desk about tickets and she said they were giving 2 tickets to each customer, because it was the last night. I took the tickets she handed me and dropped my stuff off at the room and headed out again. The concert didn’t start until 7, so I had a couple hours to kill. I drove over to the local mall to walk around and check out the people. After making a trip around checking out all the stores, I decided to get something to eat before driving around looking for the concert. I sat down with my chinese food off in a corner and took out my tickets to see if there was a clue to where it was from the mall. It didn’t escape my attention that you were sitting next to me. If nothing else, I was going to enjoy the view.
You had a skirt on, and a couple tanktops, with a shirt over the top, but even all that couldn’t hide those beautiful nipples. I didn’t think that you would ever be interested in someone as old as me, but there was no help anywhere on the tickets, so I thought what the hell. I asked you if you had any idea where the concert was going to be, and showed you the tickets. You seemed pretty impressed with them and said that it wasn’t far away. You asked me who I was taking and I explained how I got them from the hotel. You said that you wanted to go but it was all sold out by the time you had the money. I asked if you wanted to come with me, and to my surprise, your face lit up and said “Sure!”
The concert was general admission, and we got there early enough to camp out in a good spot, directly between the stage and the sound stage. We talked a little, waiting an hour for the lights to go down. As the arena filled up, the crowd around our spot became tighter and tighter. By the time the lights went down for the warm-up band, we were pressed right up against each other, which would have made my night, except so were about a thousand other strange people, with a lot of artificial metal attachments. The warm-up band wasn’t bad, for a small time, slightly bluesy, semi-local group. I could tell that they weren’t exactly something you would put on your mp3, but there were a couple songs you were swaying too, which was great feeling with you right in front of me. Your ass was rubbing nicely against the front of my pants and I just leaned in a little bit and you didn’t move away. I was enjoying getting away with some free feels when the last song was played and everything got quiet. You turned your head towards me and asked me if I was enjoying myself. I didn’t know if you were talking about the music or my hard cock pressed against your ass. The guy started blasting the introduction to Hinder and there is a massive surge towards the stage. Out of a sense of protection I put my hands on your hips, to make sure you didn’t get knocked over or crushed or something.
Before it was tight, but now I’m sure that if we were naked, you would be pregnant already. I was enjoying having your whole body pressed against me, thinking how good it felt and the band made a “surprise” entrance in the dark with “Homecoming Queen”. Your hands pulled mine around your middle, and I could feel those lovely tits resting on my arm. You start moving up and down, there was no swaying side to side anymore. With every bounce, I could feel them pressing into my arms and it was all I could do to use my hands to give your tits a little more added support! I started grinding myself into your body in whatever it was we were attempting to do to move to the music. I was so hard that I started thinking about what I could get away with, seeing as no one could see anything going on below the shoulder. Things changed as they started playing “Lips of an Angel”. Our grinding became a lot more intense and slow. I let my hands slide down to your waist and pressed my palm into the center of your skirt. I pressed and ground my hand into your pussy to the music. I started nuzzling your neck and you leaned your head into me. I couldn’t see what I was doing, but I used my fingers to pull your skirt higher and higher as the whole crowd swayed back and forth. When I finally touched your panties, your hands moved around behind you and started rubbing my cock through my jeans.
As I started pressing the crotch of your panties between your pussy lips, your fingers were working on my zipper, and I could feel your fingers sliding into my boxers. You turned your head and our lips came together like a couple of magnets, with our tongues wrestling with one another. I pushed your panties to the side and felt your hot wet juices on my fingers as I played with your clit. The band started playing “Shoulda” and somehow you turned yourself around so that you were facing me. Your hand was wrapped completely around my shaft with a firm grip, and moving to the music. I lost all concern for the mob around us and my hands wrapped around to your ass and pushed your panties right down. It took some wiggling and jumping to the music, and your panties went lower and lower. I could feel your knees moving to get them all the way down to the floor, while I was busy hiking your skirt up and digging my fingers into your ass. You guided my cock between your legs, but being pressed against atleast 6 people each, it was the best we could manage to have my cock sliding back and forth over your clit. I don’t know if it was out of desperation or frustration, but I picked you up off the ground and the head of my cock went right to your opening on it’s own. As I lowered you down, my cock slid into you deeper and deeper.
Your legs wrapped around mine and I started thrusting my hips into yours. I could feel your juices running down onto my balls. My jeans were down just below my ass and I was hoping I was standing in front of another woman, but the hot sensation of being inside you was all that I really cared about. I felt the bass and the drums pound right through our bodies as I started fucking you like a rag doll, driving my cock into you. Your back was up against the back of someone else, and we used him like a wall as I kept lifting you and dropping you again on my cock. I kissed my way down your neck and into your cleavage
when I lifted you up, and felt my cock pull at the walls of your pussy as I let you down hard on it. I could barely hear your chants of “oh god, yes, oh shit, etc.” over the music. I noticed the people next to us cheering us on, but it wasn’t like they could do see any more then the expression of ecstasy on our faces.
It was right in the middle of “Nothing Good About Goodbye”, when I knew it wasn’t going to last much longer. Everything I felt around my cock, the wet hot warmth of your pussy wrapped completely around me, massaging me, our bodies banging together with every beat. When I felt your pussy tighten around me, it was more then I could stand. My balls tightened up, and lifting you higher then before, and pulling you down on me, instead of waiting for you to drop, made me go off like a roman candle. I didn’t want to let you go. I held on so tight I thought the air would completely leave you. You held on so tight to me, it was like our bodies had melted together, and we stayed like that through a whole other song. When the houselights came up, we did what we could to reassemble ourselves. Some guy that was watching us more then the band yelled over to me, “That was fucking hot, man!” and I just smiled and nodded at him. I could see you blushing, but smiling more as the crowd finally started letting up. Your panties were gone. Obviously someone got a souvenir from the show. I never even knew what they looked like. I put my hands around your waist and pushed us through the mob and into the night air. I walked you to your car and thanked you for a great concert with a long kiss, before you drove away.

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Wife exposed and fucked in Denver dance club

The parts about Debbie wearing revealing clothes, flashing her panties, having her skirt lifter up her ass and it swirling above her cunt, her nipples being pushed out of her bra, having her cunt and ass humped on the dance floor, and being molested are true. She didn’t fuck and suck in the club. She did dance in the cage. I chose the name Steve because my friend Steve cheated with Debbie and cuckolded me for two years. Bob operated a rafting business and Steve pimped her to his clients. Shirley is the neighbor girl I fucked. ,

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Me and My Best Friend II

Charlotte dragged me into her bedroom furtively, her parents had gone out and left us alone, it didn’t happen very often and we knew we only had about an hour until they got home. Still, that was enough time to play one of our ‘special games’. Usually we dragged it out a bit, played around to make it last longer, but today we had to be fast, so giggling, we wrestled each other out of our clothes and threw them in a pile on the floor. It gave us both a thrill to know that we could leave the door wide open and it wouldn’t matter!
I started by kissing her, just little kisses at first, but we were 11 now, and unlike a couple years ago we knew what we were doing and we had of course had a lot of practice and got a lot better at it! Charlotte pushed me onto her bed and kissed my neck and shoulders, working her way down to my nipples. She kissed and gently sucked them, knowing I loved it and wanting to get me excited. I groaned in anticipation as she moved her hands over me and started stroking the insides of my thighs. I rolled her over and kissed her passionately, our mouths open, tongues touching. She started breathing heavier as I started touching her. I moved my hands over her chest, lightly pinching her erect nipples, I bought my mouth down from hers and flicked my tongue over them until they were wet and Charlotte was moaning and squirming underneath me, then I moved my way down, kissing her flat stomach and the crease where her slim leg met her hairless pussy. She opened her legs wide for me and I knelt in-between them, lapping slowly at her young, pink clit. I started lapping harder, thinking about how she’d start licking me soon. I squeezed my legs together, eager to feel her hot, wet tongue probing my pussy. I started to bring my head up so we could swap, but she wasn’t happy about that and almost screamed when I took my mouth away. I looked up at her and saw she was panting hard, and her face was very flushed. She told me breathily to turn around and crouch over her, so I did, squatting on her face. She grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me further down, grinding my pussy onto her mouth, pushing her tongue up into me and making me squeal with pleasure. I collapsed down onto her, my mouth finding her wet pussy and immediately licking it with new enthusiasm. I could feel her breath, hot against me as she renewed her moans and stared sucking on my clit. It wasn’t long before she started wildly bucking her hips against me and that made me press my whole body hard against hers, feeling the pleasure start to radiate out from my own pussy, making us a hot, wet, writhing mass. Gradually the feeling subsided and Charlotte rolled me off of her. I crawled up to the other end of the bed and we lay together for a few minutes, kissing the licking the cum off of each others faces. Half asleep Charlotte suddenly grabbed me and pulled me from the bed, it took a second to realise the front door had just opened, her parents were home! Wide awake we grabbed for our clothes and got ourselves into a reasonable state of dress just as her mum called upstairs. We ran down and I headed for the front door, eager not to be quizzed as to why my long blond, usually neat hair was a total mess. Charlotte didn’t have to worry about hers, not only was it short, it was usually a mess anyway! I shouted goodbye as Charlotte’s mum poked her head out of the kitchen, just in time to see the front door close behind me.
The next day I waited for Charlotte as usual at the front gate, ready to go to school. We only lived two minutes away and could almost see the school gate if we stood on the other side of the road, so we were allowed to walk together. We talked about normal stuff, what we had watched on television the previous night, how her older brother kept teasing her, that sort of thing. The day went on pretty normal; we didn’t really play, or talk about our ‘games’ when we were out. We did have P.E though, and in itself that was pretty normal, we had it twice a week, but this particular P.E turned out very differently from the others! As we were in the cloakroom getting changed, Charlotte stripped straight down to just her pretty pink knickers (again, not particularly unusual when putting on your P.E kit), only they weren’t hers! They were mine! When we had hurriedly dressed the previous day we had taken each others by accident! I had noticed when I got home, and had planned to swap them back after school, but seeing her wear mine made my mouth immediately dry and my pussy immediately start tingling with desire. Charlotte giggled at me as she saw me staring at her from the corner of my eye, and slowly got dressed, leaving her tight blue shorts until last. She dropped them on the floor and bent down to pick them up, waving her cute little ass in my direction as she did so, knowing I wouldn’t dare to try anything in the middle of the changing room with the teacher watching. She was right. All through the 90 minute session she kept flashing me, making a play of tightening the cord on her shorts, while making sure the waistband of the knickers was showing. No-body else noticed, or if they did, they didn’t say anything. By the time the lesson was over I was steaming, and by the way Charlotte kept looking at me and unconsciously licking her lips, I guessed she was too! I got changed quickly, without spending too much time watching Charlotte’s distracting antics, I had a plan! I rushed to the classroom to ask our teacher if I could stay in at lunch time and help tidy up. He said he had already done it, but the pencil’s probably needed sharpening, if I wanted to. I often did things like this, I was a bit of a teacher’s pet, and also it meant I could have the warmth of the classroom while everyone was out playing in the drizzling rain! He then predictably said I could choose a friend to help me. I chose Charlotte.
The rest of the class soon returned and the teacher reiterated what I had asked him to the rest of them before they all went to lunch, the teacher included. It turned out that none of the pencil’s needed sharpening, as we had been doing P.E, not math, so we had the lunch hour to ourselves! I pushed Charlotte toward the stationary cupboard, where no-one would see us. The grin on her face widened when see saw what I meant to do and quickly ran the rest of the way. I pushed her up against the inside of the closed door and we started kissing, the passion in both of us mounting. I roughly pushed her skirt up and started manoeuvring my fingers around the tight elastic of her, sorry, my knickers. Pushing my hand inside, she let out a soft breath and moved against me as she slid her fingers under my waistband into my waiting pussy. Her pussy was already wet and when I carefully pushed my finger up into her she felt tight and hot. I kept my finger there and began massaging her clit with my thumb as she rubbed me with her fingers. The feeling was ecstasy. We both quickly started gasping and moaning and the door started to knock gently in its frame as she shook against it. I pulled her away from it, into me, afraid somebody would hear, and then, suddenly my knees buckled and, not being able to support our weights any more we sank to the floor in waves of pleasure.
We had finished in plenty of time, and were sitting quietly talking and giggling when the teacher came back in. Needless to say we offered to sharpen the pencil’s a lot more after that!

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