When I was 18, I started dating an amazingly hot man. He was 20, ripped and his face was that of an angel… ok an angel if you fucked it 20 times… anyways i was still a virgin. He and i both saw a problem with this. While i had been masturbating since my early teen years, i had never had sex. Thinking i was in love with him i agreed to fuck one night that’s what this story is about. Josh was sitting on the couch across from without a shirt on and i was turned on. i moved across the couch and started kissing him biting his lip piercing and playing with his tongue. “Whoa, honey. You are really uh, moving kinda fast.” He said looking at me in the eyes. “I know i want you in me tonight and hard. But first we need to getting in the mood more” I stripped off my shirt letting my d cup tits fall out because i wasn’t wearing a bra. “Do you want these baby?” “yes…” he moved forward and started massaging my breasts softly.I looked down and saw the begining of a big bulge grow in his pants.

“Here sweetheart let me help you with that” i slowly bent between his legs and i undid his pants while kissing his stomach that rippled under my lips. I told him to stand up or else the pants were staying on so he jumped up. I then proceeded to take his 9″ cock in my mouth not even fitting 3/4 of it in. I wrapped my hand around the base and jacked off the part i couldn’t suck. I licked his cock and sucked on it. I even used a little teeth. Soon Josh was begging me to stop. “Baby! i don’t want to blow my first load with you in your mouth i want in your pussy to claim you as mine.” Read more

Aashka was working late again. It was well after midnight. Her programming project was buggy and bumping up against a deadline. It was beginning to seem that every solution generated two new problems. She wished this thing was over and done with. Just about every night and weekend for the past three months had been spent struggling with this project. Aashka was a healthy young woman with strong needs. Back home in New Delhi, she was considered beautiful and, even here in the United States, her dark beauty, slender body and sparkling eyes turned heads. There was little doubt that she could find a man to sleep with her and bring feelings of satisfaction to her yoni but she had no time for social activities at the present time. The project needed to be brought to completion and she was stuck for answers.

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Swallowing her pride, she headed for Clay’s office. She knew Clay would be there, even if there were nobody else left on the floor. It seemed to her that the pale redhead man lived in his office. Though Clay was only twenty-three, he was unarguably the firm’s alpha geek. The tall redhead wrote elegant code and was responsible for several major contributions to the last release of Linux. He was a force to be reckoned with in the world of computers but was known to be shy and somewhat reclusive. Clay had no sex life. His only previous sexual experiences had been with his right, and sometimes his left, hand. Though he was fluent in many programming languages, he found it almost impossible to speak with women. When Aashka appeared in his doorway, he felt the familiar surges of frustrated lust but tried to push them aside. Her white blouse was stretched across her well-rounded chest, her short, flowing skirt complimented her round hips and sexy dark brown legs. There was no way he was ever going to be able to score with a sleek, beautiful woman like her. She probably had men standing in line to touch her full, round breasts and smooth brown patchouli scented skin. Clay imagined she probably had her strong, shapely dark legs wrapped around the man of her choosing every night. It’s funny how a man who knew so much could know so little. Read more

It was spring. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming and the dogs were crapping in the bushes. I was sitting on a park bench with my Fantastic Four graphic novel. I really liked Wieringo’s artwork. I guess some people thought I was a bit old for comics. I’d been to college for a few years, until I blew out my knee playing offensive line. I guess you figured out by now that I’m a big guy. At six foot five and probably somewhere around 350, I catch a few second looks. But at twenty-six years old and I was still a virgin. That was about to change, big time.

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Living in New York you get used to people screaming in all kinds of languages. At first I didn’t even look up from my book. When I heard the running footsteps I turned in their direction. A skinny little guy was running toward my bench. Right on his heels was a large young oriental woman. The guy was carrying a purse. He didn’t look like the purse carrying kind. I jumped off the bench and hit him with a pancake block. He dropped like wet cement. Then he glared up at me and reached inside his baggy pants. The gun had almost cleared his waistband when the big girl landed full force on top of him. All the air rushed out of his lungs. She was pounding his head into the grass when the cops showed up to take him away. The girl introduced herself as Hisa and told me I’d been a very brave man. Now that things had calmed down, I’d finally had a chance to see how pretty she was. She didn’t look much older than twenty. She had beautiful almond shaped eyes, her long, silky black hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her sweat suit revealed a nice round set of tits and a friendly looking rump. When she kissed me on the cheek I noticed that she smelled like spice and flowers. I tried to start a conversation, knowing that I was going to sound stupid, as I always did around women I was attracted to. Read more

I am a junior at a large college in Hawaii. The semester ended about two weeks ago, and as with every year, on the last day of finals there is the annual student-association dinner-and-dance night, held at one of the best hotels in the area. That was when I met Linda. She was 18 years old, a freshman at a private college on the island. She’d just arrived three weeks before. As a courtesy, I offered to take her around and lend her any needed assistance. Last Friday night, she called me with the excuse that she couldn’t make it back to the dorm because it was too far away (a good 45 minutes’ drive over narrow, winding, mountainous roads), and asked if she could stay with me over at my place. I readily agreed, and about ten minutes later she arrived. She said she was hungry, so we drove out to a nearby take-out place and grabbed a couple of burgers. We got back to my apartment and ate while watching the telly, but since there was nothing interesting on, we switched it off and talked about her stay on the island so far, making some tentative plans to visit some of the attractions.

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At about ten, Linda said that she needed to change and I decided to bust out some cognac. When she came back into the room, all she was wearing was an oversized polo shirt with the top three buttons undone and the bottom of the shirt hanging just two inches below her crotch. My cock instantly came to life as she shut the door behind her, and I thought it would rip right through my shorts as she bent over to put her clothes away, giving me a fantastic view of her small, firm ass. Linda climbed onto the bed with me. I handed her a glass of cognac, and we both made a toast to the coming summer and the fantastic time we would be having. I looked into her eyes and sensing that she wouldn’t object, kissed her lips. Our tongues met, and in less than 30 seconds, we were both panting heavily. My right hand reached down to caress her ass, then slowly moved up to unbutton the rest of her shirt and pull it off her shoulders. I immediately attacked her left tit with my mouth while my hand went to work on the right one. Her nipples, which were as big as half-dollars, now stood hard and erect. I started stroking her thighs and stomach, and when I inserted my fingers into her panties and began to finger her curly mound, her whole body froze. She clasped her long, thin thighs together, and her last moan stuck in her throat. It took me quite a while before I realized what was happening. Read more

Standing with his back to her a smile so bright lit up her face. Bare feet, jeans, and no shirt on his back he stood organizing some books on a shelf. The once affable nerdy nobody had grown and blossomed into a man. Her student in two classes in his junior and senior year, she began noticing a slow transformation none saw in him during those years. “You’ve done well and I’m proud of you Jason, very proud of what you accomplished” she told him upon graduating. She looked beautiful too. He liked her very much. Never before had she looked so elegant in his opinion. “Don’t forget me” she joked. “Just because you’re going off to college doesn’t mean I don’t exist anymore.”

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He said he wouldn’t. They embraced, so she patted his shoulder, and dearly wanted to kiss his cheek knowing it would be inappropriate. She turned and walked away, with her fiancé. He knew nothing of the guy, but it wasn’t his business; never was. Still she thought about Jason. Thought about him excessively, hence her engagement was off. She had to start over. Another man, another long, long relationship, and then another long engagement period… “Fuck that” she felt like saying. She devoted herself to her teaching. 6 months later, it was a holiday break, and what did he do? Jason visited his high school seeking out Olivia Henson, his former teacher; his favorite teacher. She always sent unknown emotions threw him. He figured it was puppy love. His dad told him all boys have it in their lifetime so he guessed that’s what he felt for her. They met up, they talked, and they laughed about many things. They said goodbye, but for whatever reason it hurt having to leave. They’d get together, after school, but it never once materialized. Read more

Valerie carefully slid her fingers across the bumps that protruded from the pages on her book, occasionally stopping to pick up the micro cassette recorder to make some notes for tomorrow’s world history class!!! Every so often she would also reach down and scruff Sparky’s ears just to reassure herself that he was still there by her side, because having been blind from birth, Valerie’s life line to the outside world had at first been her parents and siblings, but as she became older and more mature, those duties were turned over to her trusty guide dog who not only gave her mobility, but also became the best friend she ever had!!! There were several other blind students at the university, and while you would have thought they would have banded together to commiserate or for companionship, just the opposite was the case as they all tried to blend in with the normal campus life!!! Valerie was just about finished with her reading, and since the library was about to close anyway, she began packing up her study materials before heading back to her dorm when all at once she sensed someone else sitting down at her table!!!

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“Who’s there,” she asked while zipping up her back pack!?! “I thought you blind guys were supposed to have these hightened senses that figured these things out,” the young man teased!!! “Dale,” she replied happily, “how have you been!?!” “Real good,” he said, “and I might say that you’re looking very pretty tonight, my dear!!!” “Why thank you, kind sir,” she said in a mocking tone, “care to walk me back to my room!?!” “Sure thing,” he replied, “but I don’t wanna take the place of old Sparky there!!!” Valerie reached down and gave the pup another scruff on the head and replied softly, “Don’t worry about that, it’ll never happen!!!” The night air was cool as the two sophomores wended their way across the quad to Valerie’s dorm on the other side of the gigantic campus, and even though they were just good friends, Dale slipped his arm around Valerie’s back and held her close while they chatted away about this and that!!! “Here we are,” Dale announced, “do you want me to see you all the way inside!?!” “That won’t be necessary,” Valerie replied quickly, “Sparky can take it from here!!!” Expecting as usual for Dale to give her a hearty good night, Valerie was a little puzzled when he was silent for a second or two before asking softly, “Val, could I please ask you a favor?!?” “Sure,” she replied brightly!!! “I-I’d like to kiss you good night!!!” Read more