First Time

Fantasy

Learning Curve

(Aside)
“I want some advice,” Carley asked Hallie.
“On what?”
“On that stuff you do with Paul.”
“Ohh, that kind of advice,” Hallie nodded knowingly.
“Yeah…” Carley looked at the floor, somewhat embarrassed, then back up at Hallie. At 4’9’’ tall, she had to crane her neck upward to get a look at anything but the breasts of the buxom Hallie. Hallie herself stood at about 5’6’’, nicely developed for a girl of 16. Carley, though shorter and two years younger, was just as curvy, though barely wearing an A cup bra.
“Well, what do you want to know?”
“Well, um how do you do everything?”
“You…um, well, I don’t know, it’s kind of hard to explain.”
I arrived at Carley’s house at the tail end of the afore mentioned conversation. Being a friend of the family, and Carley’s boyfriend, I let myself in and looked for company.
“Hey, in here,” Hallie’s voice called in a half giggle.
Curious, I wandered into Car’s room. Haley was sitting on the bed while Carley sat in her desk chair. She looked comfortably gorgeous in sweatpants and a T-shirt. Don’t get me wrong, I loved Carley, but there was no denying that Hallie looked absolutely stunning in a black tank top that her c-cup breasts stretched to its limits. She too wore a pair of black sweats.
She patted the bed, “come sit down, we were just talking about you.”
“Oh, what about?” I asked, tossing my keys, cell phone and wallet in a pile on the dresser and plopping myself down on the queen sized bed.
Carley moved from the chair to the bed and kissed me on the cheek. I recoiled slightly in surprise. She was never one to publicly display affection. While Carley’s hand draped across the left side of my body, Hallie attacked me from the other side, running her hand up my chest.
Together the two girls pulled my hoodie over my head and tossed it on the floor. I was definitely curious at that point, and rising to the occasion in my lower regions. Haley ran her hand up my thigh, stopping inches from my now fully functional cock.
Without warning she ran it across the front of my jeans, giving my cock a squeeze. Carley watched in curiousity.
“Don’t let me have all the fun,” she teased.
Carley tentatively ran a hand up my leg, stopping just short like Hallie had. I leaned back to enjoy the events unfolding before me. Curious, but hesitant, she slowly moved her hand upward. Inch by inch she brought it over my outlined dick and gave a tentative squeeze.
“It feels weird,” she said to no one in particular, “so hard.”
Haley laughed at the young girl’s naivette and rubbed it playfully.
“You wanna see it?” Hallie asked. Carley nodded emphatically. “Me too,” she added with a wink.
Carley undid my belt, and after some fumbling, managed to slide it out and toss it on the floor. Hallie attacked my zipper, but stopped herself. “You do the honors,” she offered. “After all, he is your boyfriend.”
Hands shaking, Carley took several seconds to unbutton my jeans. She unzipped my slowly, brushing my cock in the process. She let out a little “oh,” of surprise as she did so.
They each grabbed a leg and slid them off me. Hallie couldn’t help but give another squeeze. “Ooh,” she grinned, “you’re a lucky girl. Feel it now.”
Carley tentatively grabbed me once more. Upon squeezing she pulled away in shock, but grabbed it again. “It’s so hard,” she said in awe.
She tugged slightly at my boxers. “These too?”
“Let’s take his shirt off first.” They each grabbed a side and pulled it over my head. Fascinated, Carley grabbed my cock again. Hallie laughed and grabbed the top half. Both girls pushed me on my back and kissed a cheek.
“Now you can take those off.” Carley slid a finger under each side of my waistband and curiously slid them down.
“Wow,” she said when they uncovered all seven inches of me.
“You’ve never seen one before, have you?” Carley shook her head. “Nice, isn’t it?” She nodded. Hallie gave her a sidelong glance. “I’m kind of jealous, he’s got Paul by a good inch.”
“Go ahead, touch it,” Hallie prodded as Carley continued to stare. “If you don’t, I will.”
That finally motivated the girl as she gingerly reached her hand down. She wrapped her fingers around it, and squeezed. “Ooh, it’s warm,” she said, “and heavy.” She giggled as she let it fall to my stomach with a thwack.
“Now what do I do?”
Hallie looked around the room for a moment, biting her lower lip. Finally she settled on and grabbed her prize, a bottle of cherry massage oil, a gag gift at Carley’s last birthday. “I knew this would come in handy some day.”
She poured some on her hands and did the same for Carley, rubbing them together before grabbing my cock. “You gotta rub him, like this.” She ran her hand up in down in a slow, slightly circular motion.
“Jesus Christ,” I breathed, stretching out on the bed and spreading my legs.
“See, he likes it,” she said with a smile. “You try.”
Once again, Carley approached my cock with trepidation. She wrapped a small hand around the base and started moving it up and down.
“It works better if you do it towards the top,” Hallie moved Carley’s hand upwards.
“Holy shit,” I squirmed as she brushed the tip of my cock. Carley was a lot less practiced than Hallie, but it still felt nearly as good. She moved shifted position, managing to get both of her small hands on my cock, and kept jerking me. I spread my legs further, allowing both girls to kneel together in between them.
“The faster you go, the more he’ll like it.”
“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned as Carley suddenly sped up. I looked up at the two girls in a pleasured daze.
“Want to make him really happy?” Carley nodded.
Hallie shifted backwards and leaned over. She kissed my balls, then licked up the entire length of my shaft. She grinned at me and winked before taking the head into her mouth. She stared straight into my eyes as she bobbed her head up and down over a few inches of my cock. I met her gaze as best I could, but couldn’t help but stare into her ample cleavage.
Carley meanwhile had a look of disgust on her face. Hallie pulled off and followed my stare, laughing when her eyes met Car’s.
“Oh, it’s not that bad, I promise. Besides with this stuff, it tastes just like cherries. Try it.”
Carley shook her head, but her expression was beginning to soften. She couldn’t take her eyes off my glistening member.
“Come on.”
Carley said nothing, but began to lean down. She stopped a few inches away, hesitating, curious, but scared. All of a sudden her nose hit my cock as Hallie pushed her from behind. She whirled around and glared at Hallie, then grabbed it, pulling me closer.
“If you don’t, I will, and you can watch.” Once again, the challenge motivated Carley and she tentatively slid me in her mouth. She stayed down there, not moving for a few moments, then pulled me off. She had a weird little half smile on her face.
“What?” Hallie asked.
“It tastes like cherries,” Car said with a giggle. “I like it.” She slid me back in her mouth.
“Mmmph moo I mo?”
Haley snorted with laughter as Carley came up again. “What do I do?” she asked sheepishly, turning red in the face.”
“Put it in your mouth.” Carley complied. Hallie moved in behind her and put her hand on the girls head. “Now move up and down,” she said demonstrating. Carley slowly bobbed her head as she saw Hallie do. “The faster and deeper, the better,” Haley coached.
Carley got about three inches down before I started to gag her, but admirably did not break pace. She did a lovely job with her tongue, I suspected in part because of the taste of the cherry oil. Whatever the case, it felt fantastic.
Hallie let Carley work, and moved up the bed next to me. She leaned way over, al but spilling herself onto me. “Looking at these?” She used her arms to push them together, magnifying the effect. In doing so, one of her spaghetti straps dropped over her shoulder. She pulled the other down, then smiling mischievously, pulled the entire tank top down to her waist. She wore no bra beneath. Her unbelievable breasts didn’t drop an inch, and her nipples, surrounded by quarter sized areolas perked considerably.
“Go ahead,” she offered, sticking her chest out.
I didn’t need to be told twice as I grabbed and massaged them with both hands. Hallie put her hands on my head, giving me an unobstructed view and allowing me to fondle, squeeze and grope as I pleased.
Carley meanwhile, brow furrowed in concentration worked my dick like it was anything but her first time. She’d wrapped a hand around it to steady it, and was jerking it minutely while she sucked me.
Between that and Hallie’s incredible tits, it was about all I could handle. I could feel a powerful orgasm welling within me. I squeezed Hallie’s tits harder and arched my back.
“Oh God, I’m cumming,” I warned. Carley looked up, the word having no meaning for her.
“Don’t stop,” Hallie urged.
Carley’s head bobbed once more. My cock hardened, and I could feel Carley tense up. The first spurt of cum shot into her mouth and she jerked in surprise. To her credit, she kept her mouth on my cock, and paused for only a split second.
Her inexperience and less than perfect seal caused a few beads of sperm to run down my cock as I continued to shoot into her mouth. When I stopped, after several seconds, she pulled off and looked at Hallie with a shocked look on her face and a mouthful of cum.
The topless girl laughed at the expression on her face. “It’s ok, you can swallow it, it’s not bad for you.” Somewhat relieved, but a little disgusted, she gulped it down. Hallie noticed the droplets on my cock, and cleaned me off, causing a pleasured twitch from me.
“Wow, that’s way better, I may have to borrow him sometimes,” she said to Carley.
“Was that cum?” she asked.
“Yeah, what did you think?”
“It was weird, salty and warm. Not bad…just weird. It tasted kinda like cherries,” she said with a grin.
I laid back in relaxation, only to bolt upright when Carley put me back in her mouth and cleaned me off some more. The pleasure was almost too much. Carley laughed at me. “This is fun, I want to do it again.”
“You’re welcome,” Hallie told me, leaving the room still topless.

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Fantasy

Amy’s Power

This Is Part 1 Of A New Story, As With My Other Work, It Is Not Intended to be Realistic, It is Fantasy

Fantasy

Pokemon Sex – Chapter 1 – May and Max

I will warn you that I am not a very good writer, nor a very descriptive one. So read at your own risk. Also, the characters in this are older than they are when they appear in the show. However, not that much older (they’re not, like, thirty years in the future). And yeah, it’s an older season, but it is my favorite season, and May is (in my opinion) the hottest Pokemon Girl trainer on the show, so I made her the main point. No copyright infringement intended. I simply wanted to read a certain kind of story, I couldn’t find it, and so I wrote it. Again, it’s not good, but I think it’s fairly fappable.

Fantasy

Reality Jump – Chapter 2

Chapter 2 – A round of death please.
Charles was dragged by the two boys down a set of steps and then along a corridor that made up the dungeon. Charles looked to the sides and only saw solid stone walls and no cells, but as his feet dragged across metal bars in the floor he under stood that they were on top of them. When they got to the end of the corridor one of the boys pulled open a set of iron grates and leaned it against the wall. Charles was then shoved down the hole and fell about 8 feet until his back met another stone floor. As he heard the two boys walk off Charles took a look around him surveying his new predicament. His cell was a 5 by 8 rectangle with bars the walls all stone except that which connected his cell to the next.
Charles looked into the next cell over and saw a few of figures huddled together, from what he could hear they were playing some sort of game that involved rolling several things that looked like dice. Then one of the figures looked over at him and asked. “What you in here for?” At this Charles saw 4 other faces look over at him.
“Rape apparently.” Charles said sitting down and leaning up against the stone wall.
“What do you mean by apparently? Did ya get the in the bitch or not!” Asked another figure as they all walked over to the bars.
“No, and I wasn’t trying to rape her.” Charles said looking up at the person. Charles saw 2 men and 3 women who made up the group. One man was black and stood at 6’3” and looked lean with muscle. The other man looked oriental and stood at 5’8” also lean with muscle.
“Well if you weren’t trying to rape her then why are you in here?” Asked one of the women stepping out from behind the two men, she looked tiny compared to the rest of the group, maybe 5 foot even, she looked almost anorexic but had a pretty face. Her skin was pale from the lack of sunlight and her red hair looked out of place on her head.
“Because she said I was in the process of doing it.”
“Did you catch her name by any chance?” Asked the black man looking down at Charles with interest.
“Yeah, name was Lilly.”
“Lilly Spitfire? Was he last name Spitfire!?” Asked the oriental man grasping the bars that separated the two cells.
“Just caught her first name, sorry.” Charles said slouching down.
“Well what did she look like?”
“Long black hair, almost your height, small tits, not really my type, real bitchy!”
“Yeah, that’s Lilly Spitfire. How do you know her?” Asked the oriental looking more excited.
“I fell on her after coming out of something called a wandering vortex-”
“You got summoned by Lilly Spitfire? You unlucky son of a bitch, that’s about the worst luck I’ve heard of!” Laughed the black man taking a step back and putting his hands on his stomach, Charles saw the other two girls come into view, one was a black woman that looked to be 5’9” and also sported some huge tit’s, around F cup at best guess, and a little Latin beauty next to her who stood at 5’7” with dark hair.
“Yeah, now I just wish someone would tell me what the fuck that means.” Charles said while rubbing his back from where he fell on it.
“You tell him Allie, you know more about it then us.” Said the black man now just down to a chuckle.
The Latin woman stepped up, cleared her throat and explained to Charles who Lilly really was. “Lilly’s family is one of the 8 families that founded this academy. Her father was a royal and a loyal follower to the king of Kenja, the country to the west, but he was killed during peace time by an assassin. Lilly Spitfire was brought here when she turned 9 and has since been staying and attending the royal Ouran academy. It will be 8 years this month that she has been attending the school.”
Charles held up his hand and asked “So why does she act like she owns the place?”
“Because she does, well her family does but she just has to ask them and they will dismiss any of the teachers or staff here. The students on the other hand are all from royal lineage so she cannot make them leave, but most of them will do almost anything for her to get what they want.”
“Alright, so then why are you all in here?”
“We all have various reasons to that.” Answered the oriental man now sitting with his legs crossed. “Allie here was once a maid in girl’s dorm tower. She tripped while carrying a box of snakes for someone and one or two found their way into Ms. Spitfire’s room. And Adriane over there” He gestured to the black woman “was tossed in for giving someone a bad grade who then ran to Lilly and whined. Finally we have our little red head Samantha. She, big guy Mike and me, Mitch, were all thrown in due to us being a bit sloppy.”
“They threw you in for being sloppy?”
“No, they threw us in because we were trying to steal some coin from rich kids, we’re all thieves. Allie was the person that surveyed the rooms, Adriane was the one that sized people up and the rest of us did the deed.”
“What’s your name?” Samantha asked looking over at Charles.
“Charles.”
“Where were you from?”
“From a place very far away, not sure I’ll ever see it again.”
“Which royal family are you from?”
“What?”
“Your clothes, I’ve only seen a royal wear things like them, but never in that style.”
“Oh I’m no royal, this is just what people wear from where I’m from.”
“Do you have any skills at least?” Adriane asked stepping up next to Samantha.
“Yeah, I have a few.”
“Like what?” Mitch asked this time, he was back over with Mike who was rolling the dice like things.
“Let’s see, want to hear them all?” Charles asked going over to the bars.
“Sure, not like we have to be somewhere!”
“Alright, good point. I can pick locks, hunt, kill, sneaking around, pretty good at doing gymnastics, swimming, shooting, sword fighting, hand to hand fighting, shooting, hacking, driving, horse riding, base jumping and sky diving, been told I was good at sex, interrogating, I can perform surgery, explosives and I’m also a good bartender.”
“What the fuck did you do?”
“I worked for a company called the Central Intelligence Agency. I was just another guy they used to kill people in delicate situations.”
“Wow, you hear that Mitch? We got a killer!” Mike said rolling the dice around the ground.
“Yeah, think it will work now?” Mitch responded reaching for the dice on the ground.
“Nope, still don’t have anything to pick a lock with.” Mike responded watching Mitch toss the dice.
“Hey Charles, got any lockpicks or knives on you by any chance?” Mitch asked not bothering turning his back from the dice.
“Nope, lost my knife when I took a free fall out of the tower and left all my lockpicks in my over coat when I was getting ready to do a girl.”
“Well haven’t you had a rather busy day!” Allie said looking over at Charles with ‘that’ look in her eyes. Just then they all heard footsteps coming down the stairs and then several people walk down the corridor.
“We got company.” Mike said looking in the direction of the footsteps.
“All prisoners are to move to the walls and face them!” A man yelled to everyone in the cells. “Those who do not comply will be killed on the spot!”
They then heard a voice that everyone in the cells knew to hate and despise. “Release my familiar now; I need him by my side for today.”
“Yes, right away miss Spitfire.” The trap door over Charles cell was then pulled open and a rope ladder was dropped down. “Climb up, do not try anything or we will stab you.”
Charles went over to the rope ladder and shouted up at the people above “I’m not coming up till the other people down here are released!”
“You don’t have any room to be making requests pet!” Lilly shouted back at him.
“You seem to forget Lilly; you are the one that came to get me, that tells me that you need me for something somewhat important.”
“Just climb up the ladder and make this all the easier for us.”
“Not until you do what I asked, after that I will do what you want. But until the other five people down here with me are released, go fuck yourself!”
Up top Lilly looked down into the other prison cell and saw the five people. In reality she could remember that she threw the people in but not the reasons why. “What were those people imprisoned for captain?” Lilly asked the head of the guard.
“Three of them were imprisoned because they tried to pull a heist on a student here, the other two you just had us throw in and never told us why.”
Lilly thought for a minute before deciding. “Well go ahead and release them, but make sure they are all escorted off school grounds.”
The guard captain waved to the other guards who then proceeded over to the cells trap door and pulled it open. They then pushed a rope ladder down the hole.
“There, the other’s are released, now will you get your fucking ass up here!” Lilly yelled down at Charles.
“Alright, I’m coming; don’t get your panties in a twist.” Charles walked over to the rope ladder and climbed up. When he was up top he saw Mike, Mitch, Allie, Adrian and Samantha all up there with him.
“Alright captain, escort these criminals off of school grounds right now. And you,” Lilly pointed at Charles “Follow me.” Charles followed everyone through the corridor and up the stairs, when they got outside he saw it was just turning to night. Charles followed Lilly to the towers whilst two guards escorted everyone else to the drawbridge.
“So what do you want?” Charles asked as they walked up to the doors leading into the girl’s dorm tower.
Lilly stopped in front of the large wooden set of doors and turned to Charles. “It’s not me who wanted you back, believe me when I say this. If it were up to me you would have stayed in that cell until you starved and the rats ate you piece by piece.”
“Then why am I out?”
“Because I was informed that if I didn’t bring you back half the students would leave.” Lilly said turning back to the door. Charles was about to ask her another question when she pushed open the doors.
Beyond the doors was a huge room that glowed from candle light. When they entered the tower Charles saw that the glow was from more from the gold plated walls, the mirror like marble floors and the single huge diamond pillar that went from the ground floor to the roof of the tower. (The tower to give you a specific stretches to 100 floors, so just 2 floors shorter than the Empire State building)
“Come in, and close the door after you.” Lilly said walking into the lobby area of the tower. Charles followed her and shut the door after him. A maid went over to Lilly and took her cloak from her and disappeared from site just as fast as she came. “Go up to the fifth floor pet, take the servant’s stairwell so no one sees you, my room faces the east.” Lilly walked over to a set of chairs, sat down and picked up what could be a magazine. Charles looked in the direction that the maid disappeared and saw a small door that was left open. Charles walked over and crouched under the door and closed it behind him. When he was inside he was directly in a sea of bustling maids. Some were dressed in French maid like outfits whilst others were in Japanese kimonos. Charles looked around and saw a staircase going up and started his way in that direction. He didn’t make it 4 feet before one of the girls yelled “Intruder!” and he was instantly pushed back the way he came. The maids pushed him out of the half doorway and right into the lobby, there they proceeded to herd him towards the front doors.
When Charles was pushed out the doors and down onto his ass one of the maids walked up to him and kicked him in the stomach. “That should teach you boys to stay out of here!” With that all of the maids went back into the tower and closed the doors behind them. It started to get cold outside as the sun went down. Charles walked over to the east side of the tower and looked up at the second story. There he saw the wire from his knife still dangling in front of Ellen’s room. Charles looked around and saw that the stone on the outside of the tower was rugged, misshapen and provided plenty of foot holds for climbing. Charles looked up and down the tower from the base of it to the Ellen’s patio on the second story and worked out a path for himself to climb up. When Charles was done climbing up the wall and set foot on the patio he looked inside beyond a thin curtain he saw Ellen sleeping in her bed. Charles walked closer and sat down on the bed next to Ellen.
Charles drew back the thin sheet from her body and discovered that she was sleeping nude. A breeze came in through the open window and made Ellen shudder from the cool air blowing over her. She turned onto her said and felt Charles warm body; she then went half awake and looked at him. Once she realized who it was Ellen became fully awake. She lunged at Charles making him, along with her, fall from the bed onto the floor; she kept kissing him all over not letting him say a word. Charles put his hands on her ass as he returned the kisses to her and pulled her closer making her lower body grind on his hardening cock. Ellen worked her way down his neck to his chest where she started to undo his white shirt. With every inch she gained from each button she assaulted it with more kisses. She eventually got his pants and looked up at his face making eye contact with him.
“Ready?” She asked as she played with his belt.
“I have been ready since we got interrupted the last time babe!” Charles replied looking down at her.
Ellen whipped off his belt and undid his pants. She then gave them a tug to his knees. She looked at the bulge in his shorts and smiled at the size of it. She reached the hem of his shorts and peeled them off of him. When Ellen looked at Charles cock her eyes went wide at the size of it.
“How big are you?” Ellen asked not able to take her eyes off it.
“Last time someone measured, it was 9 inches long and about 3 in diameter.” Charles gazed down at his cock as Ellen grabbed it with both her hands. Even with both hands she still didn’t have it all in her hands and they didn’t even reach all the way around. She put her mouth around the head whilst she started to rub his cock up and down. Ellen moved her right hand down to Charles balls and played with them as she started to go deeper on him. When his cock hit that back of her throat she looked at saw that she still had a good 2 inches to go. She started to bob her head up and down on the giant cock in her hands, going from the tip of it and slobbering all over the head then she would go down on it till the tip of it hit the back of her throat. “Oh babe, that’s great!” Charles said in pleasure as he laid back and enjoyed her working on his cock. When Ellen finally came up she looked down at Charles who was just smiling in content. “Please tell me your close.” She said with an almost pleading look in her eyes.
“Sorry, not even close. Want me to work you over?” Charles said looking at her sweating body. Ellen jumped back on her bed and spread her legs open for Charles to go down on her. Charles got up onto his knees and shuffled over in between her legs and started to kiss up her inner thighs. As he got close to her pussy lips he went up to her navel then back down her other thigh. On his second trip he went right across her lips but barely touched them with his tongue and went down the opposite thigh. As he went over them a third time he stayed and licked up and down her lips. Charles went up slightly and teased her clit with his nose as he started to insert his tongue into her; this made her squirm and reach down with one of her hands to finish what he started. When her hand was about to get to her clit Charles knocked it away and held it to her side. She tried with her other hand and got the same treatment. Charles now had both of her hands to her sides as he continued to torture her with his tongue. Ellen let out a half frustrated half pleasure filled sigh as Charles teased her by breathing out through his nose right over her clit making her come to the brink of an orgasm but not giving enough to push her over. Finally Charles inserted his right middle finger and ring finger into her soaked pussy and lightly bit down on her clit. This set her off and put her directly into heaven faster than she was prepared for. Charles kept on finger fucking her pussy as he played with her clit, he released her other hand which joined her other one that was pinching her nipples as she had the longest and most powerful orgasm of her life.
Charles backed away when Ellen pushed his head away from her when she became too sensitive for his ministrations. Her body was still shaking from the aftershocks when she said “Holy shit! That was the best I’ve ever felt!”
“We aren’t even close to being done yet either.” Charles said looking at her still shaking from the orgasm. Charles took a step closer and got between her legs rubbing the tip of his dick against her pussy lips. “Ready for even more?”
“Take it slow, this is my first time!” Ellen said with a slightly worried look in her face as she looked down at the monster between Charles legs.
“There is no way this is your first time from the way you gave head!” Charles said looking into her face.
“True, I have sucked plenty of cock, but I never let them do anything else.” Charles leaned in and kissed her on the lips, while he was doing that he slowly started to push into her. When he was about an inch in her felt her hymen right there waiting to be broken by his cock, instead of rushing through it and ramming home Charles moved his right hand to her clit and slowly moved back and forth being careful not to hit her hymen. When Charles felt her moan into his mouth and hey pussy started to squeeze him he rammed about 3 inches of his cock home breaking her hymen. He played with her clit faster bringing her back to her orgasm and he slowly fucked her back and forth. When she started to moan into his mouth again as he fucked her Charles pushed in deeper with his cock sliding in to about 6 inches.
“Oh god I feel so full right now!” Ellen said looking down at her pussy as Charles kept up the pace his hips were at. “And it’s not even all the way in me yet!” She said laughing as she fell on backwards onto her bed.
“We can fix that real easy, but it might hurt some more for a bit.” Charles said pushing in a bit deeper.
“Go ahead, I’ve cummed a good 10 times already and you haven’t even busted a nut.” Ellen said playing with her nipples. “Do whatever you want, I’ll be fine with it!” At this Charles smiled. He then grabbed her by the hips and pulled out so only the head was still resting in her pussy, then he rammed all the way home into her. Ellen screamed out in pleasure as she exploded into yet another orgasm as his cock went all the way into her hitting the entrance to her womb. She felt fuller then ever and loved every second of it. Charles kept going faster and faster until his hips were almost a blur pounding into her pussy hitting her womb every time. Ellen was rolling in orgasm after orgasm as he pounded her faster and harder. Charles pulled out with a loud moan he sprayed his load all over her. The first powerful spurt of cum went all the way and hit her chin, the second one hit her right breast covering it, the streams of cum just kept on flowing out completely covering her stomach. Finally he stopped cumming and collapsed on top of her.
“That was great!” Charles said as he rolled off of Ellen and lay next to her on the bed.
Ellen was about to speak when she was interrupted by her door flying open. In the doorway was Lilly, and she looked like she wanted blood.
“What the fuck Lilly! How come you always barge in on me every time I have sex?” Ellen screamed at Lilly.
“Because you’re my sister and I don’t like boys getting their fucking hands on you!” Lilly screamed at her sister. “You, get the fuck up to my room and stay there until I get there!” Lilly pointed her wand at Charles and sent him flying out of the window. Charles by now was quite used to being sent out of windows, but instead of falling down onto the grounds he went shooting upwards. As Charles went out the window he grabbed onto the snapped wire that was still attached to his knife. When he was at Lilly’s patio he was put gently on the sill. He walked into Lilly’s room and over to her bathroom where he found his overcoat hung up and it looked like it was recently cleaned and pressed. He put it on and slit the knife back up his sleeve when he heard a familiar voice behind him say “Don’t put that on, I like guys naked!” Charles spun around and drew his knife as he spun, he had it in front of him and was in a fighting position when he saw Madison standing there in just a pink teddy.
“What are you doing in here?” Charles said looking at Madison standing before him. She looked very nice in just her teddy, but Charles saw something different in her eyes.
“Silly, I’ve been waiting for you to get here. I wanted to ask you for something!” Madison said taking a step closer to Charles who took a step back.
“What would you want from me?” Charles asked starting to take small steps to her side knife still up in front of him.
“Your blood of course, what else do vampire want!” Madison said. She leaped at Charles who dived to the side. She hit the ground and was on all fours looking like a jungle cat ready to pounce. Charles got to his feet and backed up towards the window where he came through. “Why can’t all boy’s be as ferocious as you?” Madison said, she lunged at Charles from the bathroom and flew the 10 feet right at him, Charles slashed at her with his knife and slashed her face open. She fell to the ground skidded across the small patio outside of Lilly’s room. She was holding her face in pain, black blood started to leak through her hand and onto the patio. Charles wasn’t about to let his guard down yet though. He knew that he only grazed her cheek with his knife and that something like her wouldn’t be fazed at all by it.
“I know you’re not hurt, now get up and let’s finish this!” Charles said with his knife in front of him. Madison stopped sobbing and put her hand down. She looked up at Charles and smiled, the cheek that was cut sealed itself up right before them not even leaving a scar.
“I like people like you.” Madison said looking over at Charles. “I’ve only met a few people, mostly woman, who really put up a fight before I sucked them dry.” Madison stood up and slowly walked over to Charles. “Please don’t let me down!” With that she leaped over the king bed in front of her and landed in front of Charles. Charles quickly stepped back then lunged forward with his knife. He hit her arm and a small amount of black blood oozed out from the cut before it sealed itself back up. Madison slashed her other arm at Charles who merely cut it from her wrist up to her shoulder making it go numb. Madison jumped back before the knife reached her throat and grabbed her arm.
“How the fuck does something not from this world know how to fight me!” Madison screamed at Charles. In reality Charles was just doing what he thought would work, and that was slashing away at her tendons and nerves.
“Call it dumb luck.” Charles said looking at Madison who was now moving her right arm again. She run at Charles with her hands forward. Charles simply went into a crouch and sliced upwards on her. The knife entered her at the right inner leg, went up through her abdomen, sliced through the middle of her left breast then came out through her left shoulder. Blood sprayed all over him as Madison fell backwards due to the muscles and nerves being sliced through in her right leg. She hit the ground and was out cold from her head hitting the wooden floor when Lilly came in. She looked at her Charles, who was soaked in black blood, standing over another body, which was spewing black blood from a shoulder, and started to say when she recognized the body as her friend Madison’s.
“You monster!” Lilly cried out at she ran up to her friend who was now just barely bleeding. “Do you have any idea what you could have done to her?”
“You do know what she is right?” Charles said looking at Lilly pushing together the flesh so it would heal faster.
“Of course I do, you don’t very well make friends with someone that’s a vampire and not know about it!” Madison opened her eyes and looked up at Lilly standing over her.
“That one’s a keeper girl. He fucked me up good!” Madison tried to sit up but Lilly pushed her back down.
“Stay down, I doubt your insides are fully healed yet.” Lilly said holding Madison’s head in her lap. “Go make yourself useful and fetch me a pint of blood from the bathroom.” Lilly said while stroking Madison’s hair. Charles looked at the two for another moment. Still slightly confused at what just happened, he then went into the bathroom and looked around for where a pint of blood could be stored. He started to throw open every cabinet door in the bathroom looking for a pint of blood when he found it. Right under the sink was a box, a one black cube with a spigot coming out of it. Next to it were pint sized mugs that were chilled with frost. Charles filled one up with a half black half red liquid and brought it back to Lilly who was still gently stroking Madison’s face.
“Here” Charles said holding the pint in front of Lilly.
“Did you get this from the black cube under the sink and did you use a chilled glass to transport it?” Lilly asked looking at the glass of black and red liquid.
“Yes to all of those.” Charles said looking down at the girls.
“Ok,” Lilly took the glass from Charles and held it up to Madison’s lips. “Drink it slowly; I don’t need you going maniac on me.” Madison leaned up and put her lips to the glass, she drank all the liquid in one slow motion. When she was done the glass looked just as clean as when Charles poured the stuff into it. “Take this back and put it with the others.” Lilly said handing Charles the glass.
“What was that stuff?” Charles asked looking at Madison slowly get to her feet.
“The same stuff that is all over you, petrified blood, it’s what keeps us vampires going for all of time.” Madison said standing in front of Charles, her teddy was at her ankles and she wasn’t wearing anything else. “We can keep it in our blood stream for ages without a worry, but we get pretty moody when that happens. So Lilly has been supplying me with some ever since I came here.”
“So what the hell was with you trying to kill me earlier?” Charles asked still not sure to trust Madison again.
“Oh that, well I was looking for some fresh blood plus it was around that time when I needed a refill on the petrified stuff.” Madison walked up to Charles and looked at how much blood was on him. “Real quick, did you drink any of the stuff? Any of it get in your mouth and go down your throat?”
“Yeah a little bit, when it sprayed from you some got in my mouth.” Charles no sooner said that when he was on the ground with Madison pinning him there.
“Lilly, we got about 10 minutes before it happens.” Madison said in a no nonsense voice.
“What do you need me to do then?” Lilly asked looking at her friend over Charles.
“Go to my room and grab the syringe, it should be on my dresser. Run!” Lilly went sprinting out of the room and left Charles pinned to the ground by the person that recently tried to kill him.
“What are you doing?” Charles asked looking at Madison. She had his arms pinned with her legs and her pussy was right there in front of his face.
“I need to kill you or else the whole world will fall into chaos.” Madison said with a poker face.
“WHAT!” Charles yelled trying to get her off of him. “Why the fuck do I need to die!” Charles yelled at Madison who was just sitting on his chest.
“You’re a fucking familiar boy. You had some petrified blood. That means immortality to something like you and the only way to prevent that is to kill you within 20 minutes of you drinking it.” Madison pinched her legs around Charles arms and kept them tight to his sides. “We just got over a bloody war because of something like you and it nearly killed half the planet. He was a scrawny little guy that couldn’t fight worth a damn, so after taking you on and seeing how easily you subdued me that means chaos for everyone else.” Madison leaned back and put her hands on his stomach looking up at the ceiling. “So just lie down and try to enjoy the last few moments of your life.”
Charles looked at her and couldn’t believe what she was saying. His brain wouldn’t allow it, his instinct wouldn’t allow it. Charles used his legs and got them underneath Madison’s armpits and told her “Go fuck yourself.” He threw her across the room into a mirror making it shatter. He got to his feet and headed for the door only to run into Lilly. When she saw Charles she drew her wand and pointed it at him.
“Back up, don’t try anything!” Charles did a 180 and ran for the window. He heard Madison yell at Lilly that she only had a minute to kill him. Lilly sprinted for Charles but was too late. Charles got to the railing around the patio and threw himself over the edge.
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Audrina and Serena part 3

Serena got slowly to her feet, grinning at me. Our eyes were locked on eachother and the contact seemed so intimate even though we weren’t touching just yet. My best friend and soon to be lover lay back on my bed, her dark hands clutching the quilted breadspread in anticipation. I let my gaze travel across her body for several moments so that I might drink in this vision of beauty and remember it for a very long while. I watched her shiver under my inspection and finally moved towards the bed on legs that felt gummy like jello with nerves.
I wanted to please her. I had the desire to make her cry out my name and shake like I sometimes did when pleasing myself. Starting out carefully, I let my fingertips tenderly walk across her skin. She was so warm. I could feel the heat radiating off of her young body and see the flush in her cheeks. I put my palms flat on either one of her thighs and moved them sensually up the tanned, toned flesh that was there. Serena bit her lip, her eyes glued to my hands and the movements they made. I traced the edge of her bikini bottoms teasingly, going around her leg and up to the waistband, around the other leg and back again. The dampness of her pussy juices was soaking through the flimsy material. The moist stain was clearly visible to me and the smell was something I couldn’t describe. I tiptoed my fingers across the place where her lips would be, watching her jump under my tender touch. Serena whimpered a little, begging me to do more. I only nodded and moved to untie the bottoms, taking my time with the knots as if that in itself was a labourious process. I stared unabashedly at her dripping flower, but ignored it. Instead I took my tongue to the bit of skin just above her little mound. Her grip on the bedspread tightened as I moved my tongue in little circles across her stomach and up towards her chest. I was so hungry for her now. I wanted to do so many things I had seen and read about but I knew it would be so much sweeter and meaningful if I were to take my time. I bit gently at her left nipple through the fabric of her top, grinning at the gasp that tore out of her mouth. I ran my tongue along the edges of the fabric and peeled back one of the cups to suck her puffy, sweet little teat into my warm mouth. I suckled and moved my tongue in circles around the sensitive nub, lifting my lips away without haste. I tugged at the ties holding the useless garment to her body and tossed it across the room. Moving to the other breast, I continued my languid loving. I moved my hand up her body and up to the boob I was ignoring, tweaking the tender nipple I had been teasing only moments before. Serena’s breathing was deep and quick. She was so aroused now, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I abruptly shifted my position and crawled into the place between her thighs. I moaned a little and bit down hard on my lip at the thought of finally getting to taste her. Teasingly, I let my fingers run up and down her drenched lips for a few moments until I got the nerve to pull them carefully apart. Gazing at her little hole and the pretty way her inner lips fell, I couldn’t wait any longer and set my mouth upon her hot wetness. She was gooey and delicious, musky and fresh. I sucked at her tiny love canal, trying to liberate more of the juice. It was as if we were in the desert and Serena was my beautiful oasis. I shoved my tongue slowly inside of her, feeling the texture and movement of her muscles as she clenched involuntarily from the pleasure. I drew a path with my spit up towards her clit, enticingly ignoring the bud itself and running circles around the hood. Her little love button poked out, and I sucked at it. Serena jumped and I felt the gush of fluid that accompanied her movements and the low, unintelligable groan that left her mouth. I flicked my tongue back and forth, side to side. Playing with her as her breathing continued to hitch and hurry, taking my time. I felt that she was close and moved back to her dripping wet snatch. She tasted to good, I could have happily sat there for hours and driven her crazy with desire. I moved my tongue in circles inside of her and pushed it in and out in a simulation of real sex. Her legs were shaking, and I couldn’t wait to make her cum anylonger. licking my way back up to her clit, I sucked on it hard for a minute of two. Her knuckles were white with the force that she held on to the blanket and I could hear her whispering my name and crying out passionately. “Audrina….mmmm….ah, oh my god…mmmm..” I flicked my tongue across her clit fast and she was suddenly silent, convusling and shaking as I unreletlessly continued to make love to her. She shook and shivered for a minute and pushed me away, gasping. I looked up in surprise and she was grinning at me so sexily. “I..I couldn’t take it anymore.” Serena admitted quietly, her eyes wide as she stared at my naked body. She was still aroused, but I could tell from the twinkle in her eyes that I would pay for all the teasing I had given her. “Besides that, I think it’s time you got a taste of your own medicine…”

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Harry Potter: Hermione’s Good Fortune

Sup guys and gals. I’m sorry I took so long to post a new story, but my shitty computer died. I am currently posting this on a friends computer, so if this story is to short, sorry! This story wont have a sequel, but I wil be happy to post some more Harry Potter stories, like my idol Avatrek. Sorry if this intro is geting to long, but there is so much to say. I want to thank all of you who have continued to read my posts, and even those who have never read my posts before. Onto the story!

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Against the Grain Part 1

Excerpt from a novel I’m working on. It’s not perfect yet and it will start a little slow and seem out of place. Let me know what you think. This is purely a fantasy between myself and a teacher I know. Names have been changed. I’m aware it’s not properly spaced. Too lazy to do it again after It logged me out lol.

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MY HISTORY TEACHER

MY HISTORY TEACHER
I’m sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It’s my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a private school my parents sent me to, probably to keep me out of trouble. My name is Lori Travers, and I’m 14. I always sit in the front row in history class, because…well, because Mr. Markusen is bar none the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s tall and tan and well-built, with an unruly shock of curly brown hair, and the deepest, most probing brown eyes in the world. All the girls are madly in love with him. They talk about fucking him every night in the dorm. I don’t know that much about sex, being a virgin, and I don’t understand everything the older girls say, but I know one thing: Mr. Markusen can have me any time he wants me. I’ll bet he could teach me about a lot of things besides history.
“Now girls, what legislation, passed in 1820, had a direct bearing on the lead-up to the Civil War? Anyone?”
Melanie Thompson raises her hand, and Mr. Markusen calls on her. “The Missouri Compromise?”
“That’s correct, Melanie,” he says, smiling.
Melanie beams back at him, basking in his approval. Melanie’s got the biggest boobs in our class, always straining against her white starched shirt. We all have to wear them, along with our pleated plaid skirts, white sox and tennis shoes. But we don’t all look like she does.
Mr. Markusen continues, boring us all to death. “The Missouri Compromise was an agreement between anti-slavery and pro-slavery factions in Congress, which determined which territories in the west would enter the union as slave states…”
There’s a game I play sometimes with him, trying to attract his attention. I like to see if I can kind of throw him off. At the moment, I’m sucking on the end of my pencil, my lips forming a tight little “O” around it. He glances over at me, and his eyes meet mine for a moment. I release the pencil, and sneak the tip of my tongue out to touch the end of it. I see his eyes widen just a little bit…I know he’s looking at my mouth. Maybe he’s thinking of my tongue caressing his cock. I hope he is.
I’m not really as pretty as some of the other girls. At least, I don’t think I am. I mean, I have braces, and I have to wear these clunky glasses, because my dad won’t spring for contact lenses. My dark hair is usually in a pony tail, or parted in the middle with two braids, like today. My breasts aren’t very big, at least not yet, but at least they’re firm, with little perky nipples. I guess I’m sort of cute, but not really sexy like Melanie. But still, Mr. Markusen seems to like me, and I like to tease him.
Slowly, as casually as I can, I part my legs, allowing him a glimpse of my white panties. His eyes linger for a moment, then look away quickly. I wonder what it’s like to be him, surrounded by a bevy of teenage girls, most of whom would love to fuck his brains out. I know Melanie would — she never stops talking about it. And he’s single, too. He must live near the campus, because I see him walking to and from class all the time.
My mind begins to wander. Most of my daydreams are about sex, and the talk in the dorm at night gives me lots to think about. I find myself staring at Mr. Markusen, wondering what his cock is like. Is it big? What would it feel like to have it in my mouth, or in my virginal pussy. Or even in my tight little ass. I’ve heard the girls talk about that, and a few of them say they’ve actually done it. The idea scares me, though.
Just the thought of being fucked in so many different ways makes me wet, and I squirm in my seat. I can feel my panties clinging to my pussy lips, rubbing against my little clit. God, I want him so bad! Without thinking, my hand slips downward, and before I even realize what I’m doing, I press the tip of my finger against my clit, through my panties. A powerful jolt of pleasure surges through me, and I moan softly. I look up, hoping that he didn’t see me, or hear me, but he’s back to his lecture. Relieved, I drift back into my daydreams.
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I don’t know what’s come over me. It’s like I can’t stop myself, like I’m outside my body, watching helplessly. Mr. Markusen is still droning on interminably. I see myself rise hesitently to my feet, and walk slowly forward, to where Mr. Markusen is standing in front of the blackboard. He continues to talk, as if he doesn’t even see me. Slowly, I descend to my knees in front of him, my hands rising to the front of his pants. He’s still talking, not even acknowledging my presence. There’s not a sound from my classmates, but I sense all their eyes on me.
Slowly, I ease Mr. Markusen’s zipper down, and then slide my slim hand into the opening. He’s wearing boxer shorts underneath his slacks, and my fingers reach through the gap in them and slide around the shaft of his cock. I can feel the blood pumping into it as it lengthens and thickens, and I ease it out where I can see it. Oh my God, it’s magnficent! Big and thick, perfectly shaped, smooth and sleek, with a flared head that seems to beg to be engulfed in my mouth. It’s sticking straight out now, and my fingertips are on either side of the shaft, caressing it lightly as it seems to reach toward my lips, engorged with blood. I lean forward just a little bit, and extend my tongue, touching it experimentally. I’ve never sucked a cock before, never even seen one, except in pictures some of the girls have. But I know the general idea. My tongue explores the spongy head, tracing all around it, encircling it, fluttering lightly against it. I love it’s texture. Mr. Markusen is still talking to the class, as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening, not stopping even as my lips slide slowly over the head of his cock, taking him into my eager young mouth. He’s so big, I can barely get him into my mouth, and my lips are stretched taut around it. My tongue caresses it in my mouth as I begin to move to and fro. My fingers glide up and down the shaft as I suck on him, getting him all wet with my saliva. I want to see how deep I can take him in my mouth. My lips slide down the thick shaft, until I feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of my thoat. I struggle to take even more of it, almost choking on it, my mouth flooding with wetness. Finally, i’m forced to back off, releasing him from my mouth for a moment as I gasp for air, coughing a little. My fingers close around the base of his dripping cock, stroking him slowly.
His balls are big and tight in their sack as I gently drag them through the opening in his slacks. I’m inexorably drawn to them…I’ve heard that men love to have girls make love to their balls. I want to make Mr. Markusen happy, along with satisfying my own curiousity. I lower my head, lifting his cock, and slowly begin to lick all around his swollen balls, encircling them with my tongue. He’s still calmly talking to the class about the Dred Scott decision or something. I don’t care…I just want to keep doing what I’m doing. Having bathed his balls with my lips and tongue, I gently take one of them into my mouth, suckling on it, teasing the hard orb with my tongue. Releasing it, I capture the other one, ministering to it in turn. I continue this way as the clock on the wall clicks off the minutes, one by one. If it weren’t for that sound, I would think that time was standing still.
At last, I provoke a reaction from Mr. Markusen. He moans softly, reaching down and grabbing the back of my head. His other hand reaches for his aching cock, and he guides it back between my parted lips, sinking it deep into the warm wetness of my mouth. Both of his hands are on my head, holding it steady as he fucks my face with long, slow thrusts of his hips. I’ve never experienced anything so exciting! I find myself wondering if he’s going to come, and what it will taste like. I want to find out, but the idea scares me a little. How much will there be? Will I like it?
Even as he fucks his cock in and out, he’s still calmly lecturing the class. But I sense something happening to him. His thighs are trembling, as if he’s getting weak in the knees. My hand reaches up and begins to caress and fondle his heavy, sopping-wet balls, wanting to coax them into giving up their accumulated semen. I want to make him come.
Suddenly, I hear Mr. Markusen groan out loud, his voice catching in his throat. And then a powerful spurt of his thick come jets into my mouth, flooding it with it’s warmth. Surprised, I back away, releasing his cock from between my lips. A second, even heavier pulse splatters against my lips and cheek. It’s as if I’m watching in slow motion as his cock erupts, sending viscous ropes of come forth to burst against my face! Quickly, he grabs his flourishing cock and stuffs it back into my mouth,and I suck eagerly on it as it continues to spew hot come. I look up into his eyes as his balls empty themselves, my head bobbing slowly, my fingers squeezing his balls to give him as much pleasure as I possibly can.
At last, the furious spurts of semen begin to wane, and it’s all over. I continue to make love to his spent cock, my lips and tongue caressing it, not wanting this to end yet. Finally, I let his come slide slowly down into the back of my throat, and swallow it. I continue to nurse on his flagging cock, licking and sucking and cleaning the semen from it. Mr. Markenson pauses in his lecture and looks down at my face, glistening with his sperm. He reaches down and and gathers a gob of it from my chin, and brings it up to my mouth. I realize what he wants, and I extend my tongue and lick it off.
Evidently Mr. Markusen doesn’t want it to end here, either. He reaches down and closes his fingers around my braids, slowly pulling me upward. I let go of his cock, and rise unsteadily to my feet. He gazes down at me, my face still wet with his come…and then he kneels before me. His hands slide slowly up my slim thighs, up under my skirt, up to my hips. Looking up into my eyes, his fingers grab my panties, and he eases them down, until they’re down around my ankles. I know what he wants me to do…I step out of them, first one foot, then the other. Without a word, he wads them up and stuffs them into one of his pockets. I wonder if he has a whole collection of girls’ panties somewhere.
Without a word, he takes my hand and leads me to his desk. I follow him obediently, wondering what he has in store for me now. Whatever it is, I want it! Gently, he presses me down on his desk, bent forward, so that I’m looking at the class. They’re staring at me, but none of them have said a word or moved the entire time. I know they can see Mr. Markusen’s fresh come on my face. I know they’re all wishing they were me — I can see the envy in their eyes.
I reach out and grab the edge of the desk with my hands as Mr. Markusen kneels behind me. He raises my skirt again, until it’s up around my waist. I can almost feel his gaze on my glistening pussy, those marvelous brown eyes of his. His hands gently enclose the firm cheeks of my ass, and I feel him spread them apart. And then I feel his tongue caressing me…gliding up and down the cleft of my pussy, parting my lips…slithering slowly over my exposed ass, worming against it for a moment, then moving lower and spearing up into my virginal vagina. I gasp with pleasure, my breaths coming short and fast as pleasure slams through my young, eager body. I’m so close to coming!
Mr. Markusen slowly rises to his feet, and positions his cock at the entrance to my pussy, moving it up and down in my wet folds a few times. This is the moment I’ve yearned for for so long! The moment that he tears away the last remnant of my virginity, my girlhood, and makes me a woman at last!
Without a word, he thrusts forward, not viciously, but firmly, and somehow, gently. His cock sinks into me, penetrating me deeply. I don’t know why, but I feel no pain at all, only an intense pleasure, and fulfillment. His cock fills me completely, stretching me deliciously. God, it’s so GOOD!! Better than I ever imagined it would be! His cock is heavenly, as it slowly slides in and out, fucking me. Still gripping the edge of the desk, I squirm against him, working with him. He fucks me slowly, methodically, maintaining the same deliberate pace. And then I hear his voice. Once again, he is speaking to the class, about the Lincoln-Douglas debates, about abolitionists, the ineffectiveness of President Buchanan. It’s as though it was a normal day in class, as if he wasn’t fucking me on his desk right in front of twenty-five teenage girls.
I’m whimpering and moaning as I feel my orgasm welling up from deep within me. I know I’m going to come hard, and I don’t care who sees or hears me! I feel the waves of pleasure building up inside me, I feel the quickening of Mr. Markusen’s pace. He’s jolting me now with each hard thrust, his balls bouncing against my clit. He grabs my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezes them as he thrusts into me relentlessly, driving me higher and higher and higher….and suddenly, I’m COMING, squealing out loud as he slams his cock into me, tears streaming down my flushed face as my shattering climax holds me in it’s exquisite grip! And then I hear Mr. Markusen’s strangled groan, and I feel the warm, heavy pulses of his sperm as they flood my vagina for the first time, flooding it and making it still slipperier for his cock as it moves in and out, slowly now. I savor each spurt of his come inside me, reveling in it’s creamy warmth. I want to keep his cock in my pussy forever.
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“Now, what was the purpose of John Brown’s raid in Harper’s Ferry, West Virginia? Miss……Travers?”
The mention of my name jolts me out of the fog and back into reality, and I look up, blinking. I’m back in my seat, and Mr. Markusen is gazing questioningly at me.
“Ummm…..I’m sorry, Mr. Markusen. I must have been daydreaming. What was the question?”
“That’s because you weren’t paying attention, young lady,” he says sternly. “There’s a test next week, so you’d better not be daydreaming in my class.”
So it was all a dream, I think to myself. Just a very intense dream. And that’s when the bell rings, signalling the end of the period. The kids start gathering up their things.
“All right, class, we’ll continue with John Brown tomorrow,” says Mr. Markusen over the din. “Read Chapter 12 of your text, and answer the questions at the end. Goodbye.”
I stand up slowly, my legs weak, and follow my classmates out the door. I’m outside, feeling the cool Autumn breeze against my skin, when the realization hits me: my panties are gone, and something wet is oozing down my inner thigh! I look around quickly to make sure no one can see, and reach under my skirt, gathering some of the wetness on my finger. Raising my hand, I can see that it’s a thick, slightly off-white fluid. I bring it to my lips and tast it experimentally. It’s my first taste of a man’s come. But how can that be?
I turn back toward the classroom just as Mr. Markusen walks out the door. He pauses and favors me with a friendly smile. Walking over to me, and looking around quickly, then he pulls something from the pocket of his slacks. It’s my panties. “You don’t mind if I keep these, do you, Miss Travers?”
I stare at him, completely bewildered. But I feel myself blushing. “Oh no, Mr. Markusen, I…I…I don’t mind,” I stammer.
He smiles again, and stuffs them back into his pants. “Thank you, Miss Travers. And if you ever want them back…”
He pauses, takes a card out of his pocket, and writes something on it. He hands it to me. “If you ever want them back, there’s my address. It’s very close to campus. I know you’re not supposed to be out of the dorms after lights out…but I know you girls have your ways. I’ll be expecting you. Shall we say….tonight? About ten?” He smiles again, turns and walks away without another word.

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