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July 28 Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 3

Somerset College
Advanced Sex Ed: Part 3
The students begin
the next chapter; sex positions 101.
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“Okay, everyone open your textbooks to chapter three,
please.” Miss Banks instructed, waiting as the students all pulled out their
books and flipped to the page. “As you all can see, this chapter will be
covering sexual positions. A few examples include missionary, cowgirl, or doggy
style. Today, we’ll be going through a few various positions, and I’ll be
having you demonstrate them in pairs. Does anyone want to go first?”
Sunny’s hand shot into the air and she waved it around,
eagerly.
“I’ll go first, Miss Banks!” she offered.
“Okay, Sunny.” Miss Banks waved her up. “David, why don’t
you join her. Both of you come to the front.”
Sunny and David made their way to the front of the room and
Miss Banks pulled out a blanket, spreading out on the ground.
“I’ll have you two demonstrate the cowgirl position. Not to
be confused with reverse cowgirl, standard cowgirl features the female facing
her partner. The two of you may begin.”
Sunny smiled at David and pulled him over to the blanket.
“Take off your pants, David.” She urged. “And then lay
down.”
Undoing his pants, David dropped them and stepped out of the
legs, yanking his shoes through. Sunny was already kneeling on the blanket and
she excitedly patted the spot where she wanted him to lay down. Crouching down,
David rolled onto his back and stretched out, his erection already standing
straight up in the air. As soon as he was ready, Sunny bent down and engulfed
his cock in her mouth. She eagerly slurped down his whole length, taking all of
him into her throat. Extending her tongue to lap at his balls, she swirled her
soft, pink appendage around on his sack, making him moan.
“Class, come gather around so that you can all get a better
view.” Miss Banks said.
The students all rose from their seats and moved to the front,
forming a loose semi-circle around the two students on the ground before them.
Not pausing her blowjob, Sunny pulled back to the tip, sucking on his head
firmly and inhaling through her nose. Glancing up at David’s pleasured face,
she gently took one of his hands and brought it to her head. Taking the hint,
David placed both of his hands on the back of her long, blonde hair and began
to guide her up and down on his dick.
Sunny let him take over, pushing and pulling her head to his
heart’s content, directing the pace and depth of her blowjob. Of course, she
didn’t need any help to give him a stellar blowjob, but it gave her a thrill to
let herself give over control and simply have her mouth used for his pleasure.
David gradually became more and more eager. His grip on her tightened and he
began to thrust up into her mouth, bumping his crotch into her nose. Having a
lot of experience with oral, Sunny took it all in stride. She gagged very
sparsely and let her muscles go limp, allowing him to use her like a fleshlight.
Not wanting him to finish too quickly, Sunny tapped on his
side, signaling for him to let go, and pulled off of him, smiling with saliva
covering her chin. Rolling over, she shimmied her stockings and panties down
over her long legs and kicked them off. With her wet pussy uncovered, she
quickly jumped over to straddle David, who moaned as her hot slit pressed into
his shaft. Biting on one of her fingers, Sunny began to grind her lips over his
hardon, her juices and spit combining to form a slick mess between them.
Raising herself up, she reached down and lifted his cock and guided the tip to
her pussy, teasing it against her entrance.
His testosterone pumping, David’s hands came up to Sunny’s
wide hips and tightened, surprising her. A second later, she shrieked as he
pulled her down, hard, forcing her to bottom out on his cock. David’s seven
inches were certainly not the largest Sunny had ever taken, but being a
cockslut like she was, she loved dicks of all shapes and sizes. That coupled
with the sudden shock of being penetrated, and her eyes were rolling back, and
she was biting her lower lip as his rock-hard length spread her hole open.
Moaning and letting herself adjust to the instantaneous
insertion, Sunny threw her long, blonde hair back and began to bounce on
David’s cock. Her hands found their way up to her chest and she groped her
breasts through her shirt, her large bust overflowing her fingers. Tossing back
her head to cry out freely, her speed increased, and she moved up and down with
more urgency. David’s hands gathered up her skirt and pushed it up to her
waist, bunching it out of the way so that he could get a clear view of their
connection and his cock disappearing into the beautiful blonde.
Shifting her hips to adjust the angle of his penis inside of
her, Sunny whimpered as his cock slid across her G-spot. Each time that she
would come down on him, his tip would poke against her sensitive internal spot,
sending electricity through her body. It wasn’t long before she was shaking and
quivering, right on the cusp of her climax. Another few seconds of slamming her
rear down on him, and she went over the edge.
Sunny’s orgasm was visible and vocal. Her whole body quaked
and shook, and she shrieked. Her hands dug into her boobs, squeezing and kneading
them tightly. David groaned, feeling her pussy clamp down around him, her
muscles spasming and fluttering. Although her timing was off due to the intense
sensations, Sunny kept riding him, yipping each time he contacted her G-spot,
driving her peak higher and higher.
Coming down, panting and her legs now tired, Sunny stopped
bouncing and switched to a twerking technique. Her juicy ass shook and jiggled
as she worked her hips back and forth, grinding on David’s crotch. With this
technique and angle, the effect on her G-spot was even more pronounced, and
Sunny groaned and gasped with each movement. Even though she had just cum, she
could already sense herself climbing the hill towards a second climax.
As Sunny’s muscles became increasingly worn out from the
constant exercise, her speed slowed down, incrementally. Feeling the slower
pace and full of energy himself, David decided to take things into his own
hands. Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around Sunny’s torso, pinning her arms
to her sides and pulling her down until her chest was flat against his. Letting
out a soft 'oof’ as her large breasts squished between them, she relaxed and
let him take charge.
Holding Sunny tight to his body, David began to thrust up
into her. His pelvis powered up off the ground, driving his hard cock into her
depths over and over. Sunny gasped into his shoulder, her body limp and
helpless as he pinned her against him. He cunt was dripping, and she was
incredibly close to another climax. Every stroke felt so good, but there was
just something more that she wanted. Something a little extra that would throw
her right over the edge. Shifting her head, she looked up at her teacher.
“M-Miss Banks…” she panted. “C…Can you spank me? Please…slap
my butt. Just once. Please!”
Concealing her smile and maintaining a mask of tranquility,
Miss Banks walked over, her heels clacking until she reached the blanket.
Bending over, her posture accentuating her curvaceous body, she drew back her
hand and delivered a firm smack to Sunny’s jiggling ass. Sunny cried out and
moaned.
“Again!” she gasped. “Please!”
The second smack sent her over the edge. She screamed and
closed her eyes, shaking with her climax. Her mind went blank momentarily and
she forgot where she was, until she caught a breath and her eyes rolled back
down from in her skull. Sunny’s walls clenching down on him was the final straw
that broke the camel’s back for David. Grunting and tightening his grip on the
blonde, he slammed himself to the base and opened the floodgates.
Feeling the first hot stream splash inside her, Sunny
pressed herself firmly against David’s crotch, not even a millimeter separating
their pelvises. She bit her lip and shivered, the sensation of being stuffed
with steamy boy cum one of her favorites in the entire world. She kept herself
pressed into him throughout the duration of their collective orgasm, her
internal muscles milking him further into her tight, hot depths.
Both of them heaving and basking in the afterglow of their
finale, David finally released her from his embrace. Catching her breath for a
bit, Sunny raised her hips, whimpering as his softening length slid out of her
hole. A stream of semen followed and dripped past her lips onto his waning
erection. Licking her lips, Sunny scooted down David’s body and breathed in the
potent, masculine scent of his arousal. Extending her tongue, she went to work
cleaning him up. She licked all along his cock, swallowing down every drop of
his cum that had escaped her. Wrapping her lips around him, she slurped down his
soft penis, sucking every last bit of their combined juices until he was bare
of any remnants of their tryst.
Uncrossing her arms, Miss Banks gave a clap, encouraging the
other students to join her. They all gave the two of them a round of applause for
their performance, making Sunny smile and David blush now that he was in his
post-nut clarity. Handing a clean towel from her stock to Sunny, Miss Banks
raised an eyebrow.
“Very well done!” she praised. “Both of you did excellent.
Great start from you Sunny. Your pelvic motions are superb when you’re on top
and you even cleaned up afterwards. And, David, the way you took control when
she got worn out was just beautiful. I’m very impressed by your work. You
should both be proud. There is always room to improve, but I think I speak for
the whole class when I say that that was a hot performance. The two of you can
get cleaned up off to the side while we get our next pair up here. Hum…let’s
see. Andrea, let’s have you and…Chris. You two will be demonstrating the doggy
style position.”
Andrea’s mood soured as she heard that last sentence. Doggy
style was the last position she had hoped for. She would have much more
preferred some simple missionary or maybe some spooning. Something sensual and
evocative of a connection. Hell, even cowgirl would have been better. But doggy
style? She hated doggy style. It was so…degrading! Even just the name was
demeaning. Doggy style?! What girl wants to be bent over like some animal and
rutted as though she were just a bitch. She was way above doing something as
debasing as that!
Still, not willing to draw the ire of her teacher, Andrea
reluctantly stalked out into the center of the blanket and dropped to her hands
and knees. After waiting for a minute, she looked back over her shoulder and
realized that Miss Banks was standing next to a pants-less Chris, expectantly.
Her teacher stared her down with crossed arms and a tapping toe.
“Aren’t you forgetting something, Miss Andrea?” she
demanded.
Andrea looked back, confused and unsure what she was talking
about. Sighing, Miss Banks lifted a finger and traced the outline of her
immaculate, red lips before pointing to Chris’s erect penis. Realization dawned
on Andrea and her mood darkened even further as she remembered that she was expected
to prepare Chris to fuck her.
She spun around on her knees and Chris stepped up to her,
his cock bobbing and striking her face, making her flinch. Tentatively taking
his dick in her tiny hand, Andrea pulled it down to where her mouth could reach
it and she wrapped her lips around it. Still pathetic at performing oral,
Andrea was a far stretch from what Sunny had accomplished. Fuming at being made
to kneel before Chris like some servant, Andrea bobbed her head, rigidly and in
an uninspired manner. Her hand lightly rubbed up and down his remaining shaft
as she had been chastised neglecting for in her first test, but it was without
vigor or skill to speak of.
Chris didn’t care, though. He could tell that the stuck-up
Andrea was hating this, and it made it all the sweeter to feel her mouth around
him. He knew that no matter how pitiful her blowjob was, her pussy would be all
his momentarily. Miss Banks, however, was not amused. Her eyes narrowed and her
brow furrowed. She was about to open up and berate Andrea’s performance, but
Chris acted first. Placing his palm on Andrea’s forehead, he pushed her away
and spun her around all in one move, pushing her down until she fell to her
elbows.
“That’s enough of that.” Chris sighed, dropping to a knee
behind her.
Reaching beneath her skirt, he felt around her waist in a
vague attempt to locate the hem of her undergarments. Andrea scowled as she
felt him groping and feeling up her butt, but she bit back her anger. A thought
coming to him, Chris faked frustration at not being able to locate the top of
her stockings. Instead, his fingers grasped the fabric covering her crotch and,
with a quick flick of his wrists, he tore the thin material, creating a large
hole. Andrea gasped, indignantly, as her stocking were ruined by the brute
behind her. She whirled her head around to glare at him over her shoulder, but
a look from Miss Banks kept her quiet.
Chuckling to himself, Chris pulled her tiny panties to the
side and slid his finger over her slit. To his further amusement, she was
already moist down there. Despite her hatred of this treatment, she couldn’t
hide what her body was saying, and it was saying that she liked it. Probing
into her with his finger, Chris smirked when he heard her gasp, confirming his
suspicions.
That was all the invitation he needed. Lining up his cock,
he gave a few teasing prods at her lips. On the fourth poke, he kept going and
sank his thick cock into her depths. Andrea yipped as he entered her, her tight
walls spreading out around him. Inch after inch pushed into her, splitting her
wide and making her groan. She had only ever experimented with her fingers and
some assorted household items in the past. Chris was far, far bigger than any
of those, and she felt it. She couldn’t see him, being in the humiliating
position that she was in, but he felt positively enormous in her tight, little
cunt. Every time she thought he had given her everything he had to give, he
would push another inch past her lips, making her yelp.
Finally, Andrea felt his tip connect against her cervix and
his groin press against her butt, signaling that he was fully inside of her.
Andrea felt absolutely stuffed. She was a tiny girl at just five feet tall, and
Chris had a truly big dick. She whimpered as he shifted around in her and pulled
back, his thick length dragging along her slippery walls until just his bulbous
head, which still felt large, was left in her. A cry left her lips as he drove
back in, a bit speedier this time, until he smacked into the back of her pussy
somewhere deep inside of her.
Andrea could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, despite
her best efforts not to. Her cheeks flushed with shame at being put in this
disgraceful, misogynistic position. Who in their right mind like being fucked
like a dog? It’s so degrading! Well, Andrea found out that apparently her body
like it, because she was drenched from the sensation of Chris’s cock sliding in
and out of her. Within minutes, she was moaning like a kitten in heat.
She yelped as Chris’s hand wrapped itself in her hair,
yanking her head backwards. How dare he! She wasn’t some piece of meat to treat
however he wanted! Who did he think he was, pulling her hair like some toy for
him to do as he pleased?! That was what the rational part of her mind was
thinking. The lustful part, however, was currently overriding any rational
thought, and she moaned and shrieked as he used the leverage gained from
grabbing her hair to slam into her harder. Shuddering, she slipped over the
edge and came.
This orgasm was far more intense than any she had achieved
through solo masturbation. Her eyes rolled back, and she screamed loudly. Her
arms went limp and she would have fallen forward, if not for the handful of
hair that Chris had, holding her up by her brown locks. Andrea’s entire body
shook and trembled, her cunt clenching and convulsing as Chris kept pounding
into her, not giving her any respite during her mind-shattering climax. By the
end of it, the proud and haughty Andrea was reduced to a drenched, drooling
mess.
Even as her climax was winding down, Chris began to speed
up. Her tight hole felt magnificent around him, especially when she was
clenching down during orgasm. Eager to feel her tighten around him all over
again, he grasped her hair more firmly, using it to pull her tiny body into his
thrusts. Her lower lips gripped him all the way down to the base, physically
encouraging him to drive his penis all the more quickly, which her obliged,
groaning in satisfaction when he heard Andrea shriek.
Spurred on by Chris’s increased movements, Andrea’s second
orgasm arrived less than a minute after the first one. She gasped and moaned,
her eyes crossing and her tongue hanging out of her open mouth, dripping saliva
down onto the blanket below. Her internal muscles fluttered and spasmed, tightening
up her walls around him. She still couldn’t believe that she was cumming from
being treated like nothing but a cock sleeve, but by now, her brain was way
past processing that kind of moral dilemma. Instead, she was busy being
overwhelmed by the wave of pleasure that was assaulting her consciousness and
steadily driving her crazy.
Pushing Andrea’s skirt up onto her back, Chris gazed down at
her toned rear. She didn’t have nearly as much volume to her butt as someone
like Sunny or Samantha, but her ass jiggled deliciously with each collision of
their hips. Raising his hand, Chris brought his palm down onto her
stocking-clad ass, making a loud slap ring out through the classroom which was
joined moments later by Andrea’s yelp. Her cheek stinging, Andrea shrieked
again as she was spanked for the second time. Unable to vocalize her objections
in her current state of mind, she just hung there in Chris’s grip as he rained
down smack after smack onto her rear, drawing more squeaks and yips from her.
It was humiliating! It was degrading! It was…incredible?
Andrea had been skeptical at best when Sunny had reached
orgasm from being spanked by Miss Banks, but now she understood exactly what
had taken place. The combination of Chris’s engorged cock pummeling into her
along with a series of stinging slaps to her butt was a disgraceful yet somehow
intoxicating mix. Each successive smack pushed her closer and closer to that
third peak, something she had never expected to be possible with a man. After
the sixteenth slap, Chris groaned as he felt Andrea tighten up around him
again.
When orgasm number three struck Andrea, her mind dissolved
into jello. She hung there, limply, nothing but putty in Chris’s hands, unable
to talk or moan or even breathe as her climax tore through her. This was only
heightened when she felt a hot rush of liquid splatter her insides, indicating
the arrival of Chris’s own orgasm. He gripped her hair and waist tightly,
holding her against him as he flooded her insides and painted her pussy white with
his goo. Every spasm and clamp down of Andrea’s walls only served to milk an
additional shot of jizz into her snug cunt, as it was biologically engineered
to do. If not for their required birth control pills, she would definitely be
knocked up several times over from the sheer amount cum that he spewed into
her.
Andrea’s head slumped down onto the blanket when Chris
released her hair, cross-eyed and cum drunk. Sighing contentedly, he let go of
her hips and pulled out, leaving her frozen and shuddering in her face-down,
ass up position. Accepting the towel from Miss Banks, Chris stood and wiped the
collective fluids from his cock, drying himself off. Miss Banks walked around
and bent over, peering down at Andrea’s blank expression, and glazed over eyes.
Pulling the girl’s panties back in place to contain the cum before it leaked
out and fixing her skirt so that her rear was covered, Miss Banks turned to
Chris.
“Great job, Chris.” She praised. “Unfortunately, it seems
Miss Andrea has been fucked silly. If you wouldn’t mind, could you please carry
her to the back of the room and help her collect her wits? Thank you.”
Chris buckled his pants back up and leaned down, grabbing
the tiny teen, and scooping her up in his arms. Cradling her small, limp form,
he strode to the back of the room to the couch that was located in the back and
sat, holding her until the time when she had her mental faculties about her.
The students all watched in shock at the state of the normally arrogant,
egotistical Andrea until Mi
23 min
July 27 Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 2
Somerset College
Advanced Sex Ed: Part 2
Day two of class;
the boys get tested.
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“Hi, Samantha!” Sunny greeted as the black-haired girl
entered the room. “How were your morning classes?”
“Fine.” Samantha rasped, swiftly walking to her seat, and
dropping her bag.
“Oh, wow.” Sunny came to stand next to her desk. “You sound
terrible! What’s wrong?”
“Oh, I don’t know!” Samantha snapped, turning to face
Tanner. “Maybe it’s because Someone fucked the ever-living shit out of my
throat yesterday.”
Tanner just shrugged and lounged in his seat.
“Guilty.” He said in a bored tone.
“And someone else, held me down while he did it!” she
directed this to Andrea.
“Oh, stuff it, Morticia!” Andrea retorted. “I just did what
I was told to do.”
“Yeah, well, it’s your turn today, missy.” Samantha grinned
fiendishly. “I hope you get the same treatment. I’ll even volunteer to hold you
down.”
She shrunk in her seat and put on a mockingly sweet tone.
“Oh, please, Miss Banks! Let me pin Andrea down while she
gets her throat reamed out! I would absolutely love to keep her still for you.
Will I get extra credit for this?”
Andrea just rolled her eyes, but a cold pit was forming in
her stomach as she was further reminded that she was, in fact, going to be
giving her blowjob first thing today. She maintained her poise and confident
exterior, but on the inside, her nerves were tangling themselves in knots,
hoping and praying that she didn’t get the 'Samantha fuckdown’.
Chris and Daniel were the last to enter the classroom.
Daniel reached into his bag and pulled out a book, walking it over to Samantha.
“You left this in comp class.” He said, placing it on her
desk.
“Thanks.” She muttered.
“Jesus, are you sick or something?” Chris asked. “Why is you
voice so sore?”
Samantha threw up her hands, exasperated, and curled her
fist in front of her face, miming a vigorous blowjob in answer.
“Lemon tea and honey!” Sunny snapped her fingers. “I was
trying to remember what it was. When I was first starting out with
deepthroating, my voice would get all hoarse, too. I found that lemon tea with
a tablespoon of honey will fix it right up.”
“How am I not surprised that you have a remedy for something
like that?” Andrea sniffed.
“Well, duh, because I didn’t want to be sounding like I’m on
my third pack of cigarettes every day.” Sunny replied.
Andrea just shook her head in awe of Sunny’s airheaded
attitude and wondered how someone like her ever managed to get good grades back
in high school. Before she could make the rude suggestion that Sunny must be
sucking off all her teachers, the door opened, and Miss Banks walked in.
“Good morning, class.” She said, setting her briefcase down
on the desk. “How’s everyone today?”
The students all echoed greetings as Miss Banks did a quick
headcount to make sure everyone was present.
“And Miss Samantha?” she turned to the girl. “How are you
feeling this morning?”
“Fantastic.” Samantha replied, her voice gravelly.
“Great.” Miss Banks smiled. “Well, yesterday I gave the
girls an initial examination to test their abilities. Today, I will be testing
the boys. But first, of course, before we begin, Andrea, we ran out of time for
you to go yesterday so you will be up first today. I’m just waiting for…Oh!
Here he is. Perfect, right on time.”
A knock came at the door and Miss Banks hurried over to open
it. A man entered the room, dressed in a suit and tie. He was tall and
handsome, clearly muscular beneath his attire. Some neatly trimmed scruff
covered his chin, giving him a rugged businessman appearance.
“Great timing!” Miss Banks said. “Glad you were able to make
it. Class, this is Rick Boulder. Does anyone happen to know who that is?”
She looked around the room, raising an eyebrow when David
slowly lifted his hand.
“David?” She called on him.
“He’s a pornstar.” David offered, looking somewhat sheepish.
“Very good!” Miss Banks praised. “Yes, I’m sure most of you
have seen his performances online. Rick isn’t his real name, but that’s the
pseudonym he uses when in a professional capacity, such as today. As someone in
the sexual education industry, I have numerous contacts with on-screen talent
and behind the scenes workers in the porn world. Rick has generously
volunteered his time today to help us out.”
She turned and fixed her gaze on Andrea, who shrunk a bit in
her seat.
“Miss Andrea.” She addressed her. “Please join us at the
front of the room.”
Swallowing nervously, Andrea rose from her seat and went to the
front to stand there, her hands clasped in front of her.
“You’ll be performing your examination on Rick.” Miss Banks
explained. “I need the male students to be ready for their test afterwards. Go
ahead, Rick.”
Rock removed his suit jacket and loosened his tie, laying
them both on the desk. Unbuttoning his cuffs, he rolled up his sleeves and
stepped up to Andrea. Andrea looked up at the imposing man towering her and
hesitated, making Miss Banks frown.
“Go on, Andrea.” She chastised. “Don’t make our guest wait
all day. We have much to get done today. Get on your knees.”
She strode up behind the girl and put her hands on Andrea’s
shoulders, gently pushing her down to her knees and joining her by dropping to
her knees behind her.
“There.” She said. “Now unzip his pants and get started.”
Andrea forced her hands to move and fumbled around the
crotch of his pants, grasping the zipper and pulling it down. Chewing on the
inside of her cheek, she reached her small hand through the opening of his
pants and boxers and fished around until her fingers closed on his penis.
Bringing it out into the light, her heart sank as she beheld the size of it. It
wasn’t even hard, yet she could tell it was massive. It gradually grew to life
in her fingers until it was at the intimidating size of about ten inches in
length, and nearly as thick as her wrist.
“Good.” Miss Banks encouraged. “Does he feel fully
engorged?”
Andrea nodded. She could feel her teacher’s large breasts
pushing into her back.
“All right.” Miss Banks continued. “Then put it in your
mouth.”
Leaning forward, Andrea tentatively stuck out her tongue,
touching it to the tip of Rick’s cock. A bead of pre-cum emerged and dripped
down onto her tongue. Andrea recoiled, but was surprised to find that the taste
wasn’t all that terrible at all. Swallowing it down, she leaned back in and
wrapped her lips around his head. She could feel Miss Banks soft breath against
her ear, watching intently just over her shoulder.
“Keep going. A little deeper and add some suction.” She
instructed.
Andrea moved in, taking more between her lips. She did as
she was told and applied some suction to the movement. She didn’t really have a
reference for this, having never given a blowjob, so she just pretended as
though she were trying to drink a thick milkshake through a straw. Of course,
in this instance, the milkshake in question was considerably warmer and much
more protein rich. She bobbed her head over the tip of Rock’s penis, doing her
best to perform as she had seen other girls do.
“Don’t forget to use your hands.” Miss Banks reminded her.
“If you can’t deepthroat your partner, utilize your hands to manually stimulate
the rest of him. Understood?”
Andrea nodded with his cock still in her mouth and timidly
reached up to wrap her fingers around him. Her slim digits barely managed to
encircle his thick girth, making her confidence waver. His size greatly
intimidated her. She had only taken the head, but her tiny mouth was almost
completely stuffed by that alone. Steeling herself, she pushed forward and slid
her lips further down him.
She managed to get two inches in before her mouth was full,
and the tip was threatening to trip her gag reflex. Her eyes flicked up to
Rick’s face, which had remained expressionless throughout, before returning her
focus and resuming her beginner head-bobbing motion. She knew that she wasn’t
going to be anywhere near as good as someone like Sunny, that slut, but maybe
she could at least keep this from taking all day if she put her back into it.
“You’re not stroking. Don’t simply hold onto him, you need
to put some motion into your hand, as well.” Miss Banks said. “Like this.”
She reached her arm around Andrea and took hold of her
wrist, guiding the teen girl in stroking her hand along the remainder of his
length, which was the vast majority of it. After a few strokes, Miss Banks let
go of Andrea’s wrist, nodding in satisfaction when the girl kept up the action
in her absence. Andrea began multitasking, working her hand in tandem with her
mouth. Determined, she pushed a bit deeper and taking another half inch past
her lips, but immediately flinched and gagged when the tip tickled her uvula.
Withdrawing to cough, she sniffled and blinked the forming
tears back, before moving in to recapture the head. She worked as best as she could,
but refrained from pushing any deeper than two inches, fearful of choking
again. As the minutes ticked by, Andrea’s jaw and arm started getting
increasingly tired. After ten minutes, Miss Banks could tell that this was
getting nowhere and tapped Andrea on the shoulder, signaling her to stop.
“Okay, we have a clear baseline.” She noted. “You’re
definitely as beginner as they come. We will have a lot of work to do in the
coming semester. In the meantime, we can’t waste the whole class on this, so
I’ll finish Rick off for a little demonstration. Move over and watch carefully,
okay?”
Andrea nodded, relieved that she was done, and shuffled to
the side, clearing room for her teacher to move forward. In one smooth motion,
she dipped her head down and captured the tip between her lips and swallowed it
to the base. Andrea gaped in shock as the massive cock disappeared into her
mouth and without so much as a peep from Miss Banks’ gag reflex.
Moaning and focusing on cumming as quickly as possible so
that she could get on with her class, Rick dropped his hand to rest on her
head. He thrust in gently to meet her movements, her nose connecting with his
naval each time. Whenever she withdrew until the head was all that remained in
her mouth, Andrea could see her nostrils flare slightly, denoting her expert
breath control. It reminded the teen of an Olympic swimmer that perfectly timed
their breaths while in the pool.
Gripping his muscular gluts, Miss Banks pulled him into her
on every stroke, drawing him closer and closer to completion. It didn’t take
long before Andrea saw his shaft flex and his balls twitch, signaling his
orgasm. Feeling the first shot of cum splash against her tongue, Miss Banks
quickly swallowed it and then buried the whole shaft down her throat. She
expertly worked her throat muscles to draw out every last drop of jizz that he
had to give to her, sending it straight into her stomach. When his orgasm
finally petered out, she slowly pulled back, her lips sealed tightly to clean
him along the way, and finished by sucking on his head, nursing the last drips
from him, and swallowing them as well.
When she released him from her lips, she looked perfect and
proper. Andrea couldn’t see any signs of the impressive deepthroating she had
just performed. Her chin was completely dry of saliva and her makeup was free
of tear streaks. Even her bright red lipstick was barely smudged. Rick pulled
out a small mirror from his pocket and handed it to Miss Banks, who checked her
appearance to be sure she was professional. Fixing one stray strand of brown
hair that had escaped her tight bun, she handed the mirror back to him and
rose, gesturing for Andrea to do the same.
“I hope you were watching closely.” She told the girl. “I’ll
be working with you on your oral skills throughout the term. You need a lot of
help in this department. You may return to your seat. Don’t forget to thank our
guest.”
Andrea thanked Rick, who smiled kindly at her, and hurried
back to her seat. Sunny leaned toward her when she sat down.
“Wow, that was a huge cock!” she whispered.
“I know. Shut up.” Andrea hissed back.
“What did it taste like?” Sunny ignored her request. “Did
you count how many ropes he pumped into Miss Banks? God, she is so good at
that. I hope I’m that good one day.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Andrea retorted. “You’re a slut. Now shut
up, please.”
“Ladies.” They both straightened and closed their mouths as
Miss Banks returned from showing Rick to the door. “Is there an issue?”
“No, Miss Banks.” They spoke in tandem.
“Good. In that case, it’s time to move on to the boys. I
want to get an idea of your stamina, so I will be giving all of you handjobs
until completion. I don’t expect you to last long. My skill is considerably
higher than any girlfriend you’ll ever have. However, this will give me a
reference point for later in the semester. Tanner, since you went last
yesterday, how about we start with you. Please join me.”
Miss Banks walked behind her desk and retrieved her chair,
wheeling it out into the open, patting it and indicating for him to sit. Tanner
sat in the chair and waited as his teacher went back to her desk and opened a
drawer, pulling out a plastic tube of lubricant. Returning to him, she swiveled
the chair to give the class a side profile of the demonstration and knelt in
front of him.
“Girls, just because this is for the males, doesn’t mean you
can zone out.” She said. “I want you all paying close attention to what I do.
Take notes if you need to. First off, I would recommend you all get something
like this.”
She held up the bottle of lube to show the class.
“This is a flavored lubricant.” She explained. “Unless your
partner requests to finish somewhere on your body, you should always be taking
his load internally. In the case of a handjob, that means you are expected to
swallow. A flavored lubricant is always preferable to unflavored. This one is
strawberry, but you can purchase any flavor or brand of your choice.”
Unzipping Tanner’s pants and undoing his belt, she slid them
down his legs until they were bunched around his calves, letting his growing
cock spring into view. A low hum emanated from Sunny as she caught sight of it
again, enamored by his nine-and-a-half-inch length. Miss Banks grasped his dick
and hefted it straight up, pointing it towards the ceiling. Popping open the
bottle of lube, she poured a generous portion onto his tip, watching as it
cascaded down the sides of his erection.
When she had enough, she began working her hand and
spreading around the slippery, viscous fluid until it covered his whole shaft.
Tanner grunted in pleasure when she began to stroke in earnest. True to her
word, she was an extraordinary sexual talent. Her strong fingers squeezed him,
riding the line between gentle and firm at just the right amount. Her hand slid
up and down his length at a steady pace, caressing and rubbing him from tip to
base. Each time she crested his head, her thumb swirled around it expertly
before massaging his glans on the way back down.
Reaching between his legs with her other hand, Miss Banks
closed her fingers around his heavy balls and started to massage them as well.
Her deft digits flitted around his orbs, fondling and squeezing them gently,
making him groan. Her hands worked perfectly in tandem, never interfering with
the work of the other. While one jacked and rubbed his stiff cock, the other
manipulated his balls. She stopped squeezing both and alternated to one at a
time, focusing on one first and then moving to the other shortly after.
Changing up her method, she dropped his balls altogether and
brought that hand to join the other on his penis. She closed both hands around
his shaft and used them to simultaneously jack his length. All ten of her
fingers skillfully rubbed along his skin, edging him closer to his climax. She
twisted and rotated her hands in opposing directions as they rose and fell
throughout the course of the handjob. She could feel his legs shaking and
trembling as he tried to hold out as long as possible, but she knew it was only
a matter of time. He had no chance to withstand her ministrations for much
longer.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, she spotted his balls
twitch and hurriedly swooped down to capture the head of his cock in her mouth
milliseconds before he erupted like a geyser into her. She stopped her twisting
motion, opting for a simple jerking method as he came into her mouth.
Continuously swallowing his load as he filled her mouth, her hands worked in
unison to heighten his orgasm and draw as much cum as possible from his balls.
His payload was copious and plentiful, impressing Miss Banks with its quantity
as she quickly gulped it all down.
When his climax began to falter and his shots became smaller
and smaller until it was just a trickle, she slowed her hands down to no more
than a crawl, careful not to overstimulate him, and ultimately stopping moving
altogether. Her lips suctioned tightly around him, pulling every last drop of
his orgasm out and sending it to join the rest in her stomach. With one final
stroke from his base to his tip that squeezed the final bead of cum out and
onto her tongue, she released him from her oral grip with a pop and let go of
his wilting hard-on to glance at the clock.
“Ten minutes.” She noted. “Almost eleven. Very impressive,
Tanner. Not many men can last that long from my handjobs. Well done. Sunny.”
The blonde broke her stare off of Tanner’s dick and snapped
her attention to her teacher.
“Yes, Miss Banks.” She answered.
“Go into the top left drawer of my desk.” She instructed.
“There’s a stack of hand towels in there. Take four and go back to Tanner’s
desk with him and clean him off before he zips his pants back up. Do the same
with each of the boys when I finish with them. Understood?”
“Yes, Miss Banks!” Sunny nodded.
She hurried to the desk and retrieved the folded towels from
where she had been directed, before following Tanner back to his desk. She
knelt before him, eagerly, and reverently wiped all the lubricant from his
softening penis. A tiny drop of remaining cum appeared at the tip and she
quickly extended her tongue to lap it up, savoring the flavor, before finishing
her work and returning to her chair.
“Daniel, you’re up next.” Miss Banks continued on with the
class. “Please come take a seat for me.”
Daniel rose and headed up to the front. At his teacher’s
direction, he undid his belt and zipper, dropping his pants and sitting down.
She immediately knelt between his legs and grasped his cock, gently tugging and
coaxing it to full mast. When it was completely hard to her satisfaction, she
applied a long string of lube along him and her hands went to work, smearing
the liquid all around him.
With his shaft good and slick, she began the exact same
process as she had performed on Tanner. Consistency was important for this, and
she knew that if she changed up her techniques drastically from student to
student, the results would be skewed, and she would not be able to replicate
the process later in the semester. She had meticulously written down her
process for this exam beforehand and filed it in her exam notes, so that she
could test the boys in the exact same fashion and get a satisfactory result to
see their progress down the line.
Daniel didn’t last quite as long as Tanner, but his stamina
was still good, nonetheless. At the eight-minute mark, she felt him shudder
under her grip, and the signature flex of his balls told her all she needed to
know. Her head flew down to his erection and slurped him between her lips,
catching the entirety of his load in her mouth. Shot after shot flowed down her
throat and into her stomach, giving her the same thrill of achievement that she
got every time she finished a man off. Gulping down the last couple bits of his
orgasm, she leaned back and checked the time.
“Almost nine minutes.” She noted. “Very good once again. You
may return to your seat, Daniel.”
Sunny was already eagerly awaiting him, a fresh towel in
hand. She dropped down to her knees and wrapped her hand around his cock,
drying him off and eking out the jizz that had lazily flowed up in the
aftermath of his orgasm, which she hungrily lapped up.
Meanwhile, Miss Banks had already begun testing David. Her
hands were latched onto his shaft and balls, working together to tease and
stroke him to completion. He shifted about in the c
33 min
July 26 Somerset College Advanced Sex Ed: Part 1
Somerset College
Advanced Sex Ed: Part 1
Unsuspecting
college freshmen sign off for an “Advanced Sex Ed’ class.
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“Hey, everybody!”
Samantha groaned as she recognized the bubbly, happy voice
immediately. She looked up and confirmed her guess as Sunny skipped into the
classroom. Samantha didn’t exactly get along with Sunny. The blonde’s
happy-go-lucky persona and perpetual cheerfulness made her nauseous. Still, the
girl didn’t seem to get the hint and refused to leave her alone. She sighed as
Sunny noticed her sitting at one of the desks and waved, bouncing over to her.
“Samantha!” she said. “You’re in this class, too?”
“Why would I be in here if I wasn’t in the class?” Samantha
responded.
“Oh, good point. Hey, Andrea, you’re taking this course,
too? I would have thought you would be taking something else.”
“The other electives were too stupid.” Andrea answered, not
looking up from her phone.
That, Samantha could agree with. At Sommerset College, all
freshmen students were required to take a sex education course in the fall
semester. All students were required to take a basic sex ed, in past years;
but this year there was a new elective being offered for those who
already took AP human anatomy in high school. This option was called Advanced
Sex Ed . It sounded like an easy A+ to all these AP students so many had
applied. How hard could sex ed be, after all? Unfortunately, there were only
eight spots. Four available for female students; and four available for male
students.
The classroom had 8 traditional school desks, aligned in 2
rows of 4. But the back wall & 2 side walls each had a sofa. They were
separated by end tables with lamps lit, to provide soft lighting, except near
the teacher’s desk, up front. A large soft area rug was off to the side
of the teacher’s desk. A whiteboard was the only item mounted to the
walls, and it was centered on the front wall, between the rug & teacher’s
desk.
Sommerset College draws students mostly from the surrounding
counties on the western side of rural Alberta. It wasn’t surprising that some
of the students in this class came from the same high school.
“Oh, look, Lindsay’s here, too.” Sunny smiled at the redhead
as she entered the room.
“Hi, Sunny.” Lindsay said. “Hey, Andrea. Hey, Samantha.”
“Oh, this is going to be fun!” Sunny giggled.
“Whatever.” Samantha just rolled her eyes. “I’m just glad to
be out of high school. No more bells ringing, no more crappy cafeteria food,
and no more uniforms.”
“Aw, I liked the uniforms.” Sunny complained. “They’re
cute.”
She pictured her old high school outfit. It was the same as
every other girl’s, A short, pleated, navy skirt with a short sleeved, white
button up shirt. She often twirled around, her skirt floating up around her
with her movements.
“Of course, you liked it.” Samantha grumbled. “Every time
the wind blows, everyone saw your panties.”
“What does that mean?” Samantha asked.
“It means that some of us like keeping our boobs inside our
shirt.” Samantha gestured at Sunny’s blouse that was straining to contain her
large chest, the buttons hanging on for dear life. “But what can you expect
from a girl with a pornstar name.”
“Hey, don’t be like that, Sam.” Lindsay chided, pushing her
glasses up her nose. “I like your name, Sunny.”
Sunny beamed at her, grateful. Lindsay was a kind &
well-behaved young lady from a conservative family. She respected everyone, and
everyone at the old high school liked her.
“Can you all shut up and sit down?” Andrea snapped, annoyed.
So, all four of these ladies already knew each other, But who else will be in
the class?
Sunny and Lindsay shirked, and quickly took their seats as a
few of the unknown male students filed in. Chris and Daniel were the first guys
to arrive, laughing about some joke as they came in the door. They were from
the county to the north. Finding the front row taken by the girls, they took
two seats in the second row and slid their backpacks under their seats.
“Only eight students, huh?” Daniel asked. “I hope this class
isn’t too hard. I need a good grade.”
“Relax, Danny.” Chris locked his fingers behind his head and
leaned back. “It’s just sex ed. Essentially basic anatomy and common sense. You
know, wrap it up and don’t knock anyone up. That sort of stuff.”
“Do you mind?” Andrea asked, angrily.
“Sorry.” Chris grinned at her, apologetically. “I’ll put a
lid on it now.”
He mimed zipping his lips shut and throwing away a key. Andrea
just rolled her eyes and went back to her phone, only to be interrupted a
couple seconds later by a loud voice.
“Everyone ready to learn about sex?” David popped into the
room. He was from Edmonton and very extroverted.
“Oh, Great!” Andrea said, exasperated. “One more idiot in
this class.”
“Aw, don’t be so mean, bitch.” He winked at her. “You could
use a little humor. Might make you more approachable.”
“Over my dead body.” She shot back.
Tanner was the last to show up. He took his seat without a
word and dumped his backpack on the floor. He played on the hockey team and
grew up on a dairy farm. His dorm was just down the hall from Chris’s.
“Tanner, you’re taking this?” Chris asked, surprised. “I
would have thought you would take some kind of animal husbandry or something.”
“I wanted to, but my mom made me take this.” He answered.
“She’s terrified that I’ll get a girl pregnant at college and lose my hockey
scholarship.”
“Well, why don’t you just keep your dick in your pants
then?” Andrea offered.
“Is your voice always that irritating?” Tanner countered.
Andrea glared and opened her mouth to respond when their
instructor walked in, her heels clicking on the linoleum tiles. She set her
briefcase down on the desk and turned to the white board. In big letters, she
wrote ‘Miss Banks’ and ‘Advanced Sex Ed’ in red marker and spun to face the
class. She looked to be about thirty years old and very beautiful. She was
dressed professionally, in a tight, black pencil skirt and a matching blazer
over her white dress shirt. The top button was undone on her shirt, showing off
her generous cleavage that was threatening to rip her top open.
“Good afternoon, class.” She greeted, her icy, yet sexy
voice commanding all of their attention. “I am your instructor, Miss Banks. I
see everyone is here. That’s good. We’ll begin.”
The Girls:
Sunny: Height-5'9”, Hair-Blonde, Breasts-DD, Personality-
Cheerful, slutty, dumb, stereotypical blonde.
Andrea: Height-5'0", Hair-Dark brown, Breasts-C, Personality- Demanding,
smart, valedictorian type, no-nonsense.
Samantha: Height-5'2", Hair-Black, Breasts-D, Personality- Jaded, dark,
goth type, snarky.
Lindsay: Height-5'4", Hair-Ginger, Breasts-B, Personality- Kind, smart,
talkative, well behaved.
The Guys:
Chris: Height-6'0", Size-8", Personality-
Outgoing, smart, well mannered, well-spoken, athletic.
David: Height-5'8", Size-7", Personality- Joker, loud, class clown.
Tanner: Height-6'3", Size-9.5", Personality- Quiet, strong, athletic,
calm with a short fuse.
Daniel: Height-5'11", Size-7.5", Personality- Introverted, friends
with Chris.
The Teacher:
Miss Banks: Height-5'10", Hair-Light brown, Breasts-DD,
Personality-Strict, provocative, Dom, playfully evil.
She opened her briefcase and pulled out a stack of papers.
Tapping them on the desktop to line them up neatly, she walked down the rows of
desks and handed one to each student. When each of them had received a packet,
she returned to the front of the room.
“This is the course syllabus.” She explained. “It details
all the material we will be covering throughout the semester, the schedule,
and, most importantly, my expectations. Before we begin, I trust you ladies all
fulfilled the pre-requisites for this course?”
The girls looked at each other and nodded, remembering the
notice they had gotten before the semester began that had instructed them to
visit their pharmacist and begin taking birth control pills. Andrea raised her
hand.
“Yes. Andrea, right?” Miss Banks confirmed, looking at her
roster sheet. “What is it?”
It says these first six class dates are labs. So why are we meeting in this
room? It looks like a hybrid classroom & lounge?”
“You’re curious, Andrea. I like that. You’ll understand the
accommodations by the time we end our first 2-hour lab session, today.” The
Milf teacher said with a smile.
“But why do we need to be taking birth control pills?”
Andrea added. “That seems like a weird requirement.”
“This is a sexual education course.” Miss Banks answered.
“Of course, we want to promote safe sex. I would have thought that to be
obvious to a student as intelligent as you.”
Andrea shrunk in her seat, her face red and embarrassed at
having been called out for not knowing something. Miss Banks just smiled and
looked over the other students.
“Any other questions?” she asked.
She paused for a few seconds, looking for any hands. When
none were forthcoming, she continued.
“Okay. I’ll give you two minutes to take a look through the
syllabus. Read everything carefully and then, we’ll stop for questions again.”
She took her seat and began organizing her materials as the
students read in silence. A minute later, Lindsay raised her hand. Glancing up,
Miss Banks noticed and called on her, referring to her roster again.
“Yes, do you have a question…Lindsay?”
“Yeah, this curriculum is very…detailed.” She noted.
“I’m afraid I don’t understand your question.”
“Well, some of the material is; unexpected.” Lindsay
continued, reading off some of the listed subjects. “Oral? Anal? Threesomes?”
“Ah.” Miss Banks nodded. “Well, as I’m sure you are aware,
this is Advanced Sex Ed .”
She uncapped her marker and underlined the word 'Advanced’
on the white board.
“This is not your basic freshman college course.” She
explained. “You already know the basics of sexual intercourse. This class will
give you more extensive knowledge and techniques.”
Still unsure with what that all meant, Lindsay dropped her
hand and just went back to reading. Having just turned 18 this past summer,
Lindsay never told her parents that she signed up for this alternative class.
She was already feeling sorta slutty for taking the required birth control
pills. She loved what the pills did for her cleavage, but she was starting to
question her decision.
Samantha asked why the females were told to wear skirts in
the labs; “I thought I was done with skirts when I finished prep school?” Miss
Banks said; “Most all labs have some required garments. And they are often for
safety in the lab. But in some ways these labs will feel more like a phys ed
effort. Skirts just make things more comfortable for the ladies, but more
importantly, it allow us to quickly set up for, and complete some of the lab
assignments. Our time is limited and you’re all expected to respect each other
by not wasting our time, unnecessarily.”
A minute later, Miss Banks stood up and addressed the class.
“Okay, now that you have all gotten an opportunity to read
through the course overview and we have gotten any questions out of the way,
let us get started.”
She turned to the white board again and wrote 'Oral’ in big,
neat lettering and underlined it twice. Capping her marker, she turned back to
the class.
“We have a lot of work to cover this semester, so we’ll jump
right into it today, beginning with oral. This is a basic principle of sexual
intercourse so it’s nothing too advanced for you all yet. This will also give
me a good starting point to judge where all of your levels are at. Lindsay,
since you had some questions concerning the curriculum, perhaps you can begin.
Please join me up front.”
She stepped around from behind her desk and waited. Lindsay
looked around, puzzled, but she stood and walked to the front of the room to
stand next to the instructor, her hands clasped in front of her. Miss Banks
looked around the room at the other students.
“Hum, let’s see…” she looked down at her roster. “Chris, how
about you join us as well.”
Chris was just as confused as Lindsay, but he rose from his
seat and joined the two of them at the front.
“Okay, Lindsay.” Miss Banks said. “Let’s see how much
experience you have. Perform oral on Chris.”
Lindsay’s jaw dropped, flabbergasted. This guy was a total
stranger to her!
“Excuse me?” she asked.
“Please listen close so I do not have to repeat myself in
the future.” Miss Banks chastised. “Now, perform oral sex on Chris to the best
of your abilities. Be quick about it.”
Lindsay, still frozen in shock, just stood there as Miss
Banks pushed her down to her knees before this guy she didn’t know at all. She
looked up at the equally surprised young man looking down at her and then back
to their instructor. Never one to defy authority, Lindsay was in utter shock.
Miss Banks just sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
“Chris, perhaps you can help her get started.” Miss Banks
suggested. “Unzip your pants and present your penis.”
Chris snapped out of his shock, then unsnapped &
unzipped his pants. Reaching into the opening of his boxer briefs, he pulled
his dick through and into view. He jumped as Miss Banks grabbed hold of him and
started stroking him to erection. Her talented hands had him to full mast
within seconds. When she released him, his long cock was now no more than an
inch from Lindsay’s cute face. Miss Banks put her palm on the back of the
little teen’s head and nudged her forward, bumping her lips into Chris’s tip.
“Open up.” Miss Banks ordered.
Galvanized into action by Miss Banks’ steely voice, Lindsay
opened her stunned mouth and took the first inch of Chris’s thick penis into
her mouth.
“That’s better.” Miss Banks said. “Now hurry up and suck him
off. We don’t have all day, you know.”
Lindsay complied to the best of her ability, sucking on his
head and running her tongue around him. Unfortunately, she had limited
experience in the blowjob department. Her previous oral encounters had been few
and far between and nowhere close to the size of Chris. Faced with the prospect
of blowing the biggest cock she had ever seen, she didn’t even know where to
begin. Fortunately, Miss Banks was there to coach her and give her tips.
“Move your head.” She said. “You need to put some motion
into it, like so.”
The teacher’s hand on her head guided her back and forth in
a standard BJ motion. She helped her get started and then let her go on her own
devices. Lindsay continued to bob her head once Miss Banks’ hand fell away. She
sealed her lips tightly around him and applied suction, her cheeks hollowing
out. Chris was groaning in pleasure, but he didn’t seem to be any closer to
finishing any time soon.
“Go deeper, honey.” Miss Banks urged.
Pushing her slipping glasses back up her nose, Lindsay did
what she was told and went a bit deeper. She pushed forward three inches until
the tip of Chris’s cock bumped into the back of her mouth, causing her to gag
and pull back immediately.
“Try again.” Her teacher said. “A bit deeper this time.”
Lindsay blinked back some tears and breathed in, going
forward again. When his dick poked at her throat again, she tried to go
further, but her instincts repelled her in a fit of coughing. Miss Banks looked
down at her, somewhat disappointed.
“It seems you’re very inexperienced at this.” She noted. “At
this rate, we’ll be here all class waiting for you to finish. Keep sucking,
girl, and I’ll give you a hand.”
Miss Banks literally gave her a hand, wrapping her fingers
around the remaining length of Chris that was not in Lindsay’s mouth. Bending
down to drop a long string of saliva onto the top of his cock, she twisted her
hand around, spreading the lubricating liquid. With his shaft now slick, she
started stroking him vigorously.
This was no rookie blowjob now. With the combination of
Lindsay’s soft mouth sucking his head and Miss Bank’s skilled hand stroking the
rest of him, Chris was grunting and thrusting his hips within minutes, drawing
ever closer to climax. Miss Banks watched his face and movements closely,
monitoring how far along he was. When she saw he was about to cum, she leaned
towards Lindsay’s bobbing head.
“Make sure you swallow it all.” She ordered.
Before Lindsay could register what her teacher had said, she
felt a hot burst of semen fill her mouth. She squealed and started to pull away
from the salty, sweet stream. Her practiced eye recognizing that the redhead
teen was about to retreat, Miss Banks released Chris’s cock and took a firm
grip of the girl’s hair, holding her in place. She quickly brought her other
hand in to continue jerking him as well.
“I said to swallow!” she commanded.
Lindsay’s cheeks were now puffed out like a chipmunk, full
of warm jizz. Closing her eyes, she reluctantly gulped down the copious fluid
as Chris’s balls continued to flood her mouth, spurred on by Miss Bank’s manual
actions. She pulled back as the instructor finally released her and the final
spurt of semen landed on her glasses, dripping down the clear lens.
“You have a long way to go, Lindsay.” Miss Banks told the
coughing girl. “But this was a decent start. You may return to your seat. You
too, Chris. Thank you.”
Chris tucked his softening dick back into his pants and
strode back to his seat, shrugging to his bewildered friend, Daniel. Lindsay
wiped her glasses on her skirt and stood, returning to her desk.
“And Lindsay.” The redhead turned as she heard her name. “I
better not have to tell you to swallow twice again. Understood?”
A chill went through her as she met the icy eyes of her
instructor and she nodded hurriedly, sitting down. Lindsay was devastated, but
somewhat proud that she was learning and experiencing things she was previously
banned from even knowing about, in her home.
“Good.” Miss Banks said. “Now, who wants to go next?”
“Oh, me!” Sunny’s hand flew up into the air. “I want to go
next, Miss Banks!” Lindsay marveled at Sunny’s boldness, confidence, and
passion for the assignment.
“Certainly, Sunny.” Miss Banks replied, happy to find a
willing student. “Come to the front. How about we have; David as well. Both of
you come up.” Sunny dropped to her knees immediately, pulling David toward her
and smiling excitedly as she unbuckled, unsnapped, & yanked down his zipper
and fished his hardening cock and balls out of his loose boxers. Sunny had never
met David, but that didn’t matter to her. Without a moment’s hesitation, she
bent forward and engulfed his half hard penis in her mouth, bathing him in her
warm saliva. Using her hands to match her head’s movements, Sunny stroked his
base and sucked on him with gusto, showing considerably more skill than
Lindsay.
The normally loud, jokey David was rendered speechless by
the eager blowjob that the beautiful, busty blonde was giving him. She delved
deep, pushing his tip down her throat repeatedly. Her other hand joined the
first and reached in the opening of his pants to massage and fondle his
testicles. David moaned as her deft fingers gently squeezed his balls, making
his cock jump in her mouth.
Sunny stopped stroking and placed her hands on his thighs.
Winking up at him, she swallowed his cock whole, deepthroating him in one fluid
movement. David gasped and Miss Banks raised an eyebrow appraisingly as all
seven inches disappeared between her pretty lips. Without moving an inch off of
him, Sunny took David’s hands and brought them to rest on her head, nodding
encouragingly at him.
Taking the hint, David began to piston in and out of her,
fucking her face in earnest. Sunny took it all in stride, never batting an eye.
Her nostrils flared as she took a breath on each outstroke and her hands never
left his thighs.
David didn’t last long in Sunny’s warm, wet mouth. With a
grunt, he buried his dick in her throat and held her there while his balls
unloaded their contents straight into her stomach. Sunny just kept swallowing,
her throat muscles working ardently to milk him dry and put it right where it
belonged, in her belly. When he dropped his hands from her, completely spent,
Sunny slowly pulled back, sucking all the way and cleaning him off until the
soft head popped out of her mouth. Swallowing once more, Sunny
34 min
July 24 My Honey Cousin: Part 3
My
Honey Cousin: Part 3.
Wine and wanton lusts.
Based on a post by Guzzler
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The sexual tension between Darren and Amy was palpable, and there
was a great chance that she might want to get at it again, during the
day. Maybe it was just best for him to have nothing underneath, he
thought.
Darren steadied himself with some deep breaths and thoughts of
rugby, then he made his way down to the kitchen.
Aunt Lily had made them ham and cheese sandwiches with a side of
potato crisps. A classic lunch he remembered always having here.
As he was watching Lily eat her lunch, he couldn’t help but
to think that those lips, that mouth had tasted his cum just moments
ago! Had she noticed? Did she like his cum?
Most likely, his aunt hadn’t noticed anything different
about the creamy milkshake she swallowed. But just the thought was
still very arousing to Darren.
Farm Chores.
After lunch, aunt Lily proclaimed that it was ‘chore time.’
This was an often occurring event whenever Darren had stayed at their
house, during the years.
It was sort of a farm, anyway; so there were actual chores that
had to be done on it.
Some days she let Amy and Darren roam free; but every once and
again, she made them help out with different chores on the farm.
“Darren, can you repair the old canvas on the shelf in the
barn, and Amy, I need you to feed the chickens and chop some fire
wood;” Lily said.
Some years ago, Lily had shown Darren how to repair and sew in
heavy canvases. It was called sailmaking and used different tools,
like a heavy duty twine and needle and a gadget you had in the palm
of your hand called a sailmaker’s palm; to make it easier to
push the needle through the thick canvas.
Darren had proved to be gifted in this craft; and egged on by his
aunt, he took pride in being good at it. Amy didn’t have the
patience for it, so it kind of became Darren’s ‘thing,’
to repair canvases around the farm.
Darren was happy for the assignment and made his way out to the
barn. He found the old canvas, it was a huge thing, often used to
cover hay stacks during bad weather.
It was also heavy. He sat himself down on some hay bales and
spread out the large canvas over his knees, tools at the ready. It
was probably about 5 x 5 yards, at least.
Sewing was about as masculine a skill as Darren was a rough and
tough guy. But when it was about handling this thick and tough
textile with a big needle and the sailmaker’s palm, he actually
felt a bit more masculine. He felt like a tough sailor on some harbor
dock; doing manly stuff.
The weather was nice, and the air pleasant. He sat in the shade of
the barn and started repairing the corner of it that had begun to
fray.
It was conducive to meditating and time passed as he sat there,
concentrating on his work.
He was so focused that Amy’s sudden presence looking out at
him from the barn door, startled him!
“Hey there, Darren;” she said in a cheerful manner.
She looked beautiful. Amy stepped out into the sunlight. She was
standing there in the afternoon sun, shining through her thin dress.
The silhouette of her bare legs could be seen through the yellow
cotton fabric.
She walked up to him with the posture of someone who has an idea.
”Are you done with that?” she asked; and nodded to the
large canvas spread out over his lap and the hay around him.
“I have a bit left. Have you already done your chores?”
Amy just nodded, with that mischievous smile. She was biting her
bottom lip and obviously wanted to say something more;
“I’ll be just 10 more minutes;” Darren said,
trying to soothe her impatience. He was also curious about what she
had in mind. She wanted something, that much was clear.
Amy was still fidgeting and looking at him with hungry eyes.
He suspected she wanted to suggest something; seductive.
“I’m not happy about mom getting to taste you before I
did, and she got so much more of you even! Now I want you, just for
myself;” Amy said, the last part ending in a deep whisper.
“Spread your legs;” she continued and pulled the canvas
covering Darren’s groin away.
With the needle in one hand and the sailmaker’s palm in the
other, Darren did as he was told. His sweat pants were already
becoming a tent for his rising cock.
Amy was very determined. She yanked Darren’s sweatpants down
and her expression was of a surprised happiness when she noticed he
had chosen not to wear anything under.
His semi swollen cock came into her view.
Darren didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed before she
was crouched down between his legs, her face just inches from his
twitching cock.
Darren was frozen in erotic shock! It was happening! He’d
only heard, read, and fantasized about it. But now; he was finally
going to get; a blow job!
Amy looked up and their eyes met. She had a seductive grin.
“Darren!”
His heart sank. He heard aunt Lily calling him!
“Darren! Are you in the barn?”
Her voice was coming closer!
Amy whispered, “I’m not here!” and pulled the
canvas over his lap, hiding herself under it, still crouched between
his legs.
Double Sucking.
Darren tried to play it cool, as aunt Lily came into view at the
barn door. Her big tits swinging under that flimsy shirt as she
moved. Just as with Amy's dress, he could see the contours of her
naked body underneath, against the afternoon sun shining through the
fabric.
She came up to him, “Have you seen Amy?”
Darren felt Amy’s hand gripping on to his thighs. He felt
her breath on his semi swollen cock.
“Uh, no; I don't see her.” he croaked.
“Oh. Good” Lily said. She sounded a bit winded from
the brisk walk to the barn, “I wanted to speak to you alone.”
She sat herself down on the bale of hay Darren was sitting on. He
felt the warmth of her thick thigh against his own, even through the
heavy canvas he had over his lap.
Lily put her hand on Darren’s shoulder and looked him
seriously in the eyes,
“I’ve been meaning to talk to you; to explain;”
she started hesitantly, “You know that I breast feed your
cousin; well, you’ve seen it, twice now.”
Darren sat in awkward silence. He could feel his aunt's body heat
against his side and at the same time, he could feel Amy’s head
between his legs, the warmth of her breath on his aroused cock, under
the canvas. Darren felt like he was trapped!
Aunt Lily took on a more intimate tone, “I don’t want
you to think that we are weird. I know it’s not strictly
unnatural for a mother to still tit feed her grown up daughter. See,
what not many people know is that it’s very healthy and
nutritious. Mother's milk, I mean.”
Darren sat in silence. Aunt Lily’s hand on his shoulder, her
thumb caressing him slowly as she spoke.
“I saw the great benefits of nursing, to help build Amy's
immunities.” Aunt Lily explained. “Plus, it also helped
prevent food allergies. The local hospital refers struggling mothers
to me, when they need a wet nurse.”
He tried to keep his eyes away, but they were drawn like magnets
to her deep luscious cleavage.
“What is unusual, is that I never actually dried up. This
makes me very dependable as a wet nurse. Amy helps me stay producing,
so she's also helping other families have a resource for natural
mother's milk.” Lily was trying her best to gain Darren's
acceptance of her family secret.
Her large tits jiggled every time she moved, they heaved as she
took a breath. It was mesmerizing to see.
Lily went on; “Darren, I love the wonderful contentment that
comes over me when I release milk. It's not a perverted thing, but it
is hard for judgmental people to accept.”
The fact that his cousin Amy was perched between his legs didn’t
make it less sensual. He tried hard to think of rugby, or calculus,
but his body was betraying him. He could feel his cock swelling,
there under the heavy canvas across his lap.
“Amy and I are very affectionate people, and my post-natal
hormones sort of compel me to be openly affectionate and somewhat of
a naturalist. I hope you can accept us as we are, Darren?”
Darren simply nodded, not because he was shy or avoiding Aunt
Lily's topic, but because her daughter is orally engrossed in his
cock right now.
Lily carefully avoided saying anything about how having her
nipples sucked on, gives her some amazing climaxes. But even if she
doesn't fully climax, it's just a matter of a few minutes of frigging
herself alone, and her euphoria is sure to arrive.
“If you want; you can try it;” aunt Lily offered,
looking at him with the most puppy dog eyes he’d ever seen. She
was taller than him, but even though she was looking down at him; in
reality, it felt as if she’d exposed her soul to him and he was
now the judge, jury and executioner of her total soul!
Lily knew very well what she was doing. Darren would never cut her
down in such a sensitive moment.
“Okay;” was all that Darren could offer as a retort.
His eyes flailed, trying not to look at aunt Lily’s huge tits
visible there under her loose cotton blouse. Even though that was
what the subject was all about.
Lily’s voice took a more sultry tone, “Lie down;”
she softly pushed Darren’s shoulder, guiding him to lean back
on the hay bales behind him.
As his body was laid back, his hips slid forward, he felt the tip
of his growing phallus touch Amy’s face, under the canvas.
His body flinched and Lily shushed him, sensing his hesitance. She
had his eyes locked with hers, she was on a mission.
What was worse, or better, was that he now felt Amy’s lips
cautiously closing around the head of his cock!
Darren found himself on his back, Aunt Lily was now towering over
him, her familiar strands of unruly hair, framing her sensual face,
one hand placed heavily on his shoulder, her other hand slowly
pulling her shirt to the side, letting her large tit fall out and
pendulously swing up closer to his face.
Darren felt his eyes enlargen. Her bulbous nipple, as big as his
fingertip, caught all of his attention.
As she moved herself over him, it swung seductively over him, the
nipple closing in on his face.
He felt his cock quickly swell as Amy’s lips encircled it
and her tongue circled around his phallic crown's ridge!
Amy was not discouraged by the fact that her mother was leaning
over Darren with her tit exposed. She was crouched between his legs
and had just taken his cock into her mouth. She was going to make
good use of the situation.
The feeling was amazing! Darren could very much feel Amy’s
hesitant lips enclose around his hardening cock. As it quickly grew,
and journey deeper into her mouth, he also felt his tip reach in over
her warm, wet tongue.
Aunt Lily shifted, to place herself a bit above Darren, and then
sank her tit down over him. Instinctively Darren opened his mouth and
Lily’s nipple landed perfectly in between his lips.
As she moved, her strong and shapely leg pressed his own legs
together, which meant that he now caught Amy’s head in a vice
between his thighs. Her face was pushed into his groin, swallowing
all of his meat to the hilt.
Darren could feel Amy's breath on his skin, her nails digging into
his thighs.
He felt that Amy’s face was now wedged in between his
thighs, squeezed in place, his growing cock inside of her mouth.
Before he could ponder more about where his cock was now embedded,
his aunt lowered herself on him. Her big nipple dipped into his mouth
and instinctively his lips closed around it!
The feeling of aunt Lily’s full and heavy tit weighing down
over his face was amazing. As he gave her swollen hard nipple a small
suck, he heard her gasp gently. His theory of Aunt Lily enjoying
arousal from nipple-play, was all but confirmed.
He also felt his cock twitch, as Amy’s closed mouth
constricted around it. Her tongue was pushing at it, as it increased
quickly in size!
Aunt Lily shifted again, to make herself more comfortable and now
both her hand and thigh were pushing Darren’s legs together
even more.
He felt Amy’s head was squeezed even deeper into his groin!
Her lower lip was now touching his ball sack, and her upper lip was
planted on the root of his hard cock.
He felt her nostrils exhale on his pubes! He was all the way into
her throat!
Her nails were gently clawing at his legs.
But Darren’s legs were heavily pressed over her shoulders
and she was well stuck in!
A small part of his brain was feeling sorry for his poor cousin,
down there under the canvas. Her mouth pressed down over his growing
cock. But the more dominant part of his brain was feeling a surge of
horniness.
Amy’s tongue was sprawling around, stroking the underside of
his turgid cock. The warmth his rod was enclosed in was intense, her
lips around the base of his shaft did nothing to dampen the feeling.
The warm and heavy tit of his aunt pressed down over his mouth,
the sweet liquid soon flowed out from her nipple; Darren knew he’d
never last long in this sensuous heaven!
Darren soon felt Amy calming down. Instead of her panic of being
stuck with his cock wedged deep into her throat, she seemed to accept
it. Her breathing somehow found its rhythm and her tongue was
caressing the underside of his cock. Her mouth was trying to make
sucking motions, but it was hard, since it was so far pressed onto
the root of him!
Just the thought of being so deep into Amy’s throat. was
intoxicating.
Aunt Lily was slowly humming in pleasure, and softly stroking his
hair as he sucked on the huge tit she had buried his face under.
Her milk tasted amazing. Darren didn’t know what it should
taste like, but it was hard to imagine anything tasting better than
this! It was like milk with sugar. Her nipple felt so stiff and big
in his mouth. His tongue flicked it in between sucks.
He could hear Aunt Lily respond with quick inhalations whenever he
did so.
Amy couldn’t really move her head back and forth, but she
started tilting her head from side to side, letting her tongue reach
even more of his now fully-grown rocket. Her lips were also pressing
and squeezing around the base of it.
Now he was feeling it; the familiar force. Hard to say where in
his body it began, but it was very clear to predict where it was
heading. He was euphoric and light-headed. A serene peace came over
his countenance, followed by an urgency to blast his cockful of
cream.
He felt he should warn Amy about what was coming, but his left arm
was stuck under aunt Lily’s other tit and his right one was
held down by her hand.
His thighs clenched up and his pulsating cock twitched in her
mouth; then he came!
He didn’t know exactly how deep into Amy the head of his
cock was, but; wherever it was, it was now pumping out all of his
jizz with immense force! Amy’s hands were now gripping his
calves hard!
He could hear Amy faintly making some muffled sounds from between
his legs, so he tried to compensate with his own louder humming and
sucking.
The vibration from his mouth was sending waves of pleasure through
aunt Lily’s tit it seemed.
She was breathing heavier, which was good. It hopefully made it so
that his own suppressed breathing wasn’t noticed!
He could feel the swallowing motions around his cock as he was
coming!
Darren's eyes were closed. He could now only endure and enjoy the
two women he was stuck in between. Auntie’s sweet milk
squirting into his mouth and his own fluids squirting into Amy’s.
This was surely a dream!
It was again hard to estimate how much time had passed. But his
cock finally softened a bit and he could feel Amy more relaxed again.
Her tongue playing slowly with his spent cock.
Aunt Lily seemed to enjoy his, now slower pace of sucking. Her
breathing became restless and soon she just held her breath
completely. Her chest dropped down, pressing her one nipple into
Darren's tongue, while her other nipple pressed against his shirt.
Finally Aunt Lily exhaled. A deep slow breathe followed, and she
finally uttered; “Ah!”
Finally she raised herself up. Darren's mouth didn’t want to
let go of her life giving teat.
So it stretched out a bit and she had to almost sit up fully
before it broke free from his lips with a 'pop'.
He opened his eyes and was now looking at his aunt from below.
Some of her face obscured by her large tits. The nipple he’d
had in his mouth was drenched and he could see that the other one was
dripping with milk.
Trying to hide her encumbered breathing, aunt Lily said, “I’m
sorry Darren, but I’m gonna have to save some for your cousin
also.”
She smiled and stroked his cheek. Then she closed her shirt and
her lovely round tits were covered. The huge nipples were tenting the
blouse with great pride.
Amy was still letting her tongue slide around Darren’s
semi-stiff cock, in silence under the canvas.
“I’ll meet you inside; for supper;” Lily said as
she rose from the hay bale beside him, and went back towards the
house.
Darren slowly let his thighs part, now that Lily had left. He was
a bit afraid of how Amy was going to react. She had really been put
through an ordeal down there and no chance to get out of it
“I’m sorry, but auntie was pushing on my legs;”
he started saying, as he lifted the canvas from his lap.
Looking down between his legs he could see Amy’s eyes
looking at his. She drew her head back a little, still having his
cock in her mouth and gave off a sexy smile. As much as she could
smile, while still having her whole mouth stuffed.
With a long, surging suck, she slowly drew her head back all the
way, pulling his cock with it, until it finally plopped out.
Her chin was shining and covered in saliva.
Her face was red, but she licked her lips and looked very
satisfied!
“Wow! That was intense;” she said, “I didn’t
think I’d be deep-throated you, but wow; It was great!”
Darren could only give her a relieved smile back. He was very
happy that she took it so well.
“So, how did mom’s milk taste?” she continued.
Darren had no problems admitting that it tasted amazing and how he
now understood why Amy liked to feed from Aunt Lily so often.
He would do the same, if she’d let him.
Amy straightened out her clothes and wiped her face while Darren
finished up the stitching on the canvas. Then they made their way
back down to the house. The sun was setting and it was getting darker
outside,
Twisted Positions.
Back at the house they were met with the lovely smell of lasagna.
Aunt Lily was still in her baggy white blouse, but had now also
added an apron. It had a wide waistband and was snugly tied around
her waist, accentuating her buxom hourglass figure, and pressing her
cleavage up to an impressive size.
Darren did all in his power not to stare!
It still didn’t feel real to him, that just a while ago, he
had actually been sucking on one of those big tits, drinking aunt
Lily’s milk.
A familiar twitch in between his legs made him quickly sit down at
the table.
Amy skipped into the kitchen and gave her mother a hug, pressing
her head against Lily’s ample tits. While she did she gave
Darren a wink and pursed her lips.
They all sat down and ate. The food was delicious and Amy asked
her mother if they all couldn't have some wine also, to celebrate
that Darren now was here for the summer.
Aunt Lily was hesitant at first. They were of course all grown up
now, but she still thought of them as ‘kids.’ But Amy’s
pleading worked and Lily brought out some red wine from the cupboard.
It was a great moment. The wine was buzzing and the talks were
funny and nice. Some reminiscing about what antics Amy and Darren had
gotten up to years ago, and some stories about life on the farm in
general.
After they had emptie
1 hr
July 23 My Honey Cousin: Part 2
My
Honey Cousin: Part 2.
Darren's Morning Shag.
Based on a post by Guzzler
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All was dark. Darren felt his mouth was dry, he was waking up in a
warm and sweaty cave.
It took some seconds before his brain caught up to his senses.
Last night's happenings slowly dawned on him. Apart from the
darkness and the sweaty warm body he was pressed up against, his face
was also feeling itself surrounded by Amy’s tangled hair. His
body was slowly doing sensory checks and sending them back to his
brain.
As he slowly started sensing his own body, pressed tightly against
his cousin’s back he quickly became aware of other things
pressing against him.
If he had blacked out, fainted, or just fallen asleep from
exhaustion; was unclear. But that his cock was still impaled and
bound tight into Cousin Amy, from behind; was now very clear.
He felt himself only semi-hard. But the realization of having
spent the whole night with his cock inside of the sweet, sexy cousin,
got his blood rushing; and his meat twitching.
Darren didn’t dare to move a muscle, apart from his cock
muscles; but they were pulsing on their own accord.
He could feel his cousin breathing slowly and calmly. She must
still be asleep.
Although he was still covered by her blankets and still wedged
between the wall and his cousin, he could hear faint bird chirps from
outside. He used his fingers to carefully peek out from under the
blanket and could see that Amy’s bedroom was growing lighter
from the morning twilight.
All was still. Darren dared to pull the covering blanket away a
little more and lift his head to look out. To his fright he saw aunt
Lily there, still lying in the bed. Her large, luscious tits were
exposed and Amy was still latched on to the closest of them.
Amy was humming softly, and slowly suckling in her sleep. Every
few seconds, she sucked at the nipple hidden in her wide open mouth.
Only the very outer rim of aunt’s areola could be observed,
outside of Amy’s wet lips.
It was an extremely sensual sight. Darren’s cock was quickly
turning into a raging boner. As it grew in length, it pressed deeper
and deeper into Amy, who started to stir in her sleep. Her body was
surely taking notice of the increasing impalement of her most secret,
wet cave.
As she stirred some, the suckling of her mother’s tits
increased, in pace and force; so Darren snuck his head back under the
covers and prayed to any gods out there, that he wouldn’t be
detected when his aunt finally woke up.
It had been hot under the blankets when he woke up, but now the
heat was building even more under the covers where he was deeply
embedded in his cousin Amy. His face was full of her wild, sandy
blonde hair. It smelled like sex. Memory flashes from last night were
coming back to him. Although their bodies weren’t moving,
Darren could feel the pressure inside of his balls was building up.
All his turgid cock now wanted to do, was to start moving; in and out
of that glorious wet crevice, which it had spent the night in. He
could easily feel that there would be no friction whatsoever.
Amy’s cunt had acclimated to his cock during the night and
she was filled with fluids. Both her own and his. It would be a dream
to just pull out a little and slowly push himself back in.
He fought the urge for a long time. There was no room whatsoever
for him to pull back. The wall was pressed tightly against his back
and ass, so instead he carefully moved a hand down to Amy’s
nicely rounded ass and ever so slowly tried to push it away from
himself.
Half an inch; one inch; one and a half;
Amy moved! Her body started the process of waking up. His pushing
of her hips forward, had woken her enough to move. She instinctively
pushed her ass back to where it had first been, and Darren's cock
sunk back deep into her slippery, steaming hole.
He now heard aunt Lily mumble, in her own fleeting sleep. Darren
felt the tidal wave course through his thighs and up towards his rock
hard phallus. He came, hard!
He didn’t dare to move at all. Darren even held his breath
and strangled a scream of lust, deep in his lungs.
The only thing that moved was his pulsating cock, sending stream
after stream, deep into the waking Amy impaled on his cock! Before
Amy was even aware of it herself, her pussy contracted and opened in
unison with Darren's cock pumping into her. Her womb was effectively
milking his cock, trying to absorb every little ounce of semen
shooting out from its swollen crown!
Through his silent climax, Darren could feel Amy’s hand, in
panic, probing for what was behind her! He felt her hand finally land
on his hip, so close to where their young bodies were connected; and
had been through all of the night.
As Amy became clearly awake, Darren could feel her cunt,
tightening around his rocket. As if to push him out. But he was stuck
in, deep; and the wall behind him kept his cock deep inside of his
wet cousin!
He now heard aunt Lily waking up. At first, sleepy murmurs, then a
shocked gasp!
Probably as a kind of distraction, he heard Amy start to loudly
suckle on her mothers tit!
“Oh; I’m sorry honey! I must’ve fallen asleep!”
she whispered in a rather hoarse voice.
Amy just moaned and kept on suckling.
Darren could only lay there under the covers, listening and
imagining the images of Amy’s cute lips holding on to aunt
Lily’s large, heavy tit.
The bed jostled as aunt Lily stood up from it. Amy’s lips
let go of her tit with a wet ‘plopp’ and Darrens, still
pulsating, cock bounced ever so slightly in and out of his cousin's
warm entrance! He bit his lip and worked hard to not let any sound
slip from his lips.
Amy on the other hand, let out a weary gasp as their sexes bounced
into each other. But Lily was probably too newly awakened to notice
anything strange.
“I’ll just go and freshen up. Then I’ll check on
Darren and make breakfast for you” she whispered and gave Amy
what sounded like a kiss on the cheek before her footsteps could be
heard on the rug as she left Amy’s bedroom.
Amy pushed her behind hard against Darren's hips, sinking his
leaking boner in even deeper!
She buried her head in her pillow and let out a muffled groan!
“Damn; have you been in me all night?” she then
whispered in a baffled tone, still seeming to wake up from the
deepest of sleeps.
“I’m sorry;” was all that Darren could reply in
a meek tone.
Amy suddenly became very still. Darren could feel her entrance
gripping and relaxing a few times; it felt excruciatingly erotic, but
he himself didn’t dare to move at all.
“Are you still coming into me right now; ?” she asked
slowly, her body trying to feel all of his staff stuck inside of her.
“I couldn’t help it; it came by itself;” was the
weak excuse he could muster.
Amy turned her head to him, she was smiling. She rocked her hips a
little, her hole squeezing along his cock.
“This is so hot;” she whispered and her tongue
involuntarily licked her lips.
Then she sprung into action!
Morning Dash.
“Quick! Mom is going to come and check on you! You have to
get back to your room; NOW!” she hissed, panic in her voice.
She moved forward from him, his still hard cock slipping out of its
wet, nightly folds!
He heard the faucet from the bathroom. Aunt Lily was in there. He
didn’t have much time.
He didn’t even have time to be embarrassed about Amy seeing
his glistening hard-on, flailing about as he scurried out of bed. The
back of his mind did manage to take a sneak peek at her gorgeous
boobs as the blanket was tossed aside.
But no time for any prolonged stares. Without a word, and as
silent as a mouse he snuck out into the hallway, past the bathroom
door, from where he could still hear the faucet running; and into his
own room.
With a move that would’ve made any ninja envious he flung
himself into his untouched bed and under the covers just as he heard
the faucet turn off and the bathroom door out in the hallway open.
Darren was laying flat on his back in the most unnatural sleeping
position to be imagined, and just the split second between the soft
knock on his door, and his aunt opening it and coming in, he realized
that his hard-on would be making a tent out of the covers.
Too late now! He already heard his aunt's footsteps on the floor,
entering his room.
With closed eyes he again prayed to any gods, that his boner was
not too visible in the morning dawn, flowing through the curtains in
the room.
Aunt Lily’s footsteps paused for a moment then he felt her
sitting down softly on his bedside, her curvy hip pressing up against
his own. He could feel the blanket pulling at its tent pole.
She leaned in on him as he lay there, pretending to be fast
asleep. He could feel her heavy tit softly land on his chest and her
erect nipple was easily noticeable through the bedsheet over his
chest.
“Darren? It’s time to wake up” she whispered in
the softest of motherly voices. Darren could feel her breath on his
cheek, she was that close. She smelled of mint.
It also dawned on him that the nipple now pressing against his
chest was the one that Amy had been sucking on all through the night.
This made his boner twitch. Hopefully aunt Lily wouldn’t see
that from her position of leaning in over his face.
Linton slowly opened one eye, playing groggy and sleepy. He saw
Lily’s lovely brown eyes meeting his as she leaned in to kiss
him on the forehead.
Her lips were warm and soft. She held them to his forehead long
enough for him to feel it thoroughly. His cock twitched again under
the covers but he made sure to move his knee up and hopefully that
would disguise his manly tent pole under the blanket.
Aunt Lily sat up again, her firm tit leaving Darren's chest and
gave him a loving look.
“Come down for some breakfast when you’re ready;”
and then she left. Darren couldn’t help but to watch her hips
rolling under that flimsy robe she had on.
As soon as the door closed, he wished that she had stayed longer.
He took his time before coming downstairs. First he had to wait
for his boner to soften. He thought about stroking one out, amazed
that it was still hard after coming both last night and also this
morning. But, again, this room gave him nowhere to hide tissue paper.
So if he was to jerk off, it would have to be in the bathroom.
He listened to Amy, up and washing in the bathroom. Then, when he
was sure both his aunt and cousin were downstairs, he dared to sneak
out to the bathroom, himself.
His cock had now gone back to normal size. He was actually
surprised to see it looking quite normal, after all it had been put
through. But he washed it off quickly, under cold water and then
changed to go downstairs where he could hear Amy and aunt Lily
chatting in the kitchen.
He had chosen his baggy, grey sweatpants and a worn out tee-shirt
with some soft drink logo on it. He was suspecting that he might get
hard again during the day, and the sweatpants were thick enough to
hopefully hide any such stiffness from sight.
Breakfast Protein Drinks.
Down in the kitchen, the girls were in full swing, having
breakfast. Amy sat at the table, munching on an egg sandwich and aunt
Lily was busy by the sink. It was when Aunt Lily swung around to
greet him that he was happy about his plan, wearing the sweatpants.
Aunt Lily was wearing a thin white shirt dress. The long kind that
looked like a common blouse, but went all the way down to her knees.
It had buttons down to her front, but the top four buttons were left
open, so her full tits swung enticingly under the thin fabric and the
shirt opening showed almost the whole length of her cleavage. Her
nipples were plainly visible, poking at the textile; and the darker
areola around them could be distinguished through the thin white
cotton.
“Good morning handsome!” she said and Darren got
embarrassed immediately! Partly because he couldn’t think of a
single word to give back as a greeting; and partly because he felt
how his stare and widening eyes must’ve been noticed by both
Amy and Lily.
Darren just mumbled and averted his eyes.
Aunt Lily, of course, didn’t let him get off that easily.
She hurled herself towards him and embraced him in a warm full body
hug!
It was pure bliss to be hugged by aunt Lily. At 6 foot 2, she was
nearly 8 inches taller than him, and getting her boobs pressed
against one’s face and her thighs pressed against his groin was
unbearably arousing! He couldn't help but to close his eyes and revel
in the feeling of being held to her bosom. His arm even caught one of
her stiff nipples as he hugged her back.
But when he opened his eyes they met Amy's, who was sitting at the
table with a wide grin.
He disengaged and felt his cheeks redden. He quickly sat himself
down at the table, across from Amy who hadn’t left his gaze for
a moment.
It felt like she very well knew that his cock must’ve
stiffened from that embrace.
Or, he was just imagining things.
Aunt Lily served up some sandwiches and juice for him. Only now,
did Darren discovered how hungry he was! He stuffed his face and
asked for more, always making sure to catch a glimpse of his aunt’s
cleavage every time she turned around.
Darren and Amy ate in silence, the radio playing in the
background. Amy was all the time trying to catch Darren's eye. He had
to work hard to not let her lock on. Darren was afraid that he’d
blush, or stutter, or something else awkward; if he let her focus her
eyes into his.
It was clear she had mischievous thoughts.
Images of how he’d been embedded deep into her wet folds,
kept creeping up to the front of his mind. He was glad there was a
kitchen table to hide his bulge under, now.
Aunt Lily stood herself beside Amy across the table from Darren,
“Amy, dear, your hair is a mess, darling. Let me sort that out
for you” she said and started untangling Amy’s wild and
unruly strands.
As Darren looked up from the remains of his fourth sandwich, Amy
caught his eye. She had a broad smile on her lips and slowly raised
her hand towards her mothers tit.
Darren wanted to look away, but couldn’t. He was hypnotized.
Aunt Lily's tits jiggled and swayed, as she was pulling and shifting
Amy’s hair, trying to get a braid started.
Her large tits were just in face height of Amy as she was sat by
the table. The big pokey nipples twice slid across Amy's nose.
Very deliberately Amy took hold of Lily’s shirt cleavage and
almost too slowly pulled it to the side, revealing her mother’s
stiff nipple and dark areola. All the time her eyes held fast into
Darren's glare at what was unfolding in front of him.
“Ahmee, noht nuw..” Lily said, her mouth full of Amy’s
hair, she was trying to organize.
Lily had to let go of one of the chunks of hair to pull back the
shirt, and cover her tit again.
Amy was still keeping her eyes on Darren as she again, slowly let
her hand come up to Lily’s jiggling boob.
Once again, Darren got to see his aunt's full tit and succulent
nipple bounce out from its cleavage.
Lily spat out the hairs she had between her lips and sounded a bit
annoyed.
“Please love! Not now!” Lily pulled her shirt back
over her enticing mound of boob flesh.
“But mom; I want some;” Amy pleaded, still not taking
her eyes off Listson's.
“Please, Darren doesn't want to see this;” Lily
sighed; but this time she let her tits stay exposed. Swaying just
right by her daughter’s cute face.
“You don’t mind, do you Darren?” Amy said in a
beckoning, sad tone whilst she squeezed at her mother’s tit,
pushing the nipple closer to her mouth.
“Uhm.. no. No! I don’t.. ehm, mind..” Darren
croaked, trying to sound blasé
.
Amy let go of Darren's eyes and turned her face to the huge tit
just beside her face.
She closed her eyes and planted her mouth lewdly over aunt Lily’s
prominent nipple.
Lily let out a small gasp, but quickly found herself and continued
doing Amy’s hair.
Darren was in awe. He found it impossible to look away!
Amy had her lips around almost all of Lily’s areola, her
fingers squeezing at the massive flesh around it. She looked like
she’d never tasted anything as good as this, ever!
Still focused on braiding Amy’s hair, Lily explained, “You
know Darren, I’ve always given Amy of my milk. Most mothers
stop early, but I never did. It's nourishing, and she’s almost
never been sick in her life.”
Amy turned her face to Darren, still holding Lily’s tit
against her mouth, “And itsch schoo good;” she said with
her mouth half full of white milk. A trickle of the milk streamed
down her chin as she spoke. Amy quickly let her lips surround Lily’s
nipple again and continued sucking, eyes closed.
Darren was just sitting and nodding as a dumbfounded response to
Lily’s explanation.
He couldn’t think of having seen anything more sensual than
this scene, that was now playing out in front of him.
Even though time stood still, Lily somehow finished with Amy’s
hair. She had made two braids on her. Each one on the top sides of
her head. Like two pigtails, but in braid form.
Amy looked so incredibly cute, and aunt Lily was now just
caressing the back of her head as she kept on nursing from her.
Darren wasn’t sure what to do. Inside of his sweatpants he
had a hard-on so stiff, it it mimicked a mast of a British man o'
war. He had already finished his sandwiches, and was just sipping
slowly at his orange juice; wanting it never to end. He was afraid to
break up this spectacular scene with any sudden moves.
To his sorrow, but also relief, Amy finally let go of Lily’s
tit and licked her lips. Aunt Lily's engorged nipple looked as big as
a whole thumb!
Amy smiled at Darren, and her eyes gave him the kind of look
siblings give each other, when the other one didn’t get as nice
of a christmas present as the first.
Lily bent down and gave Amy a kiss on the lips before she pulled
her shirt over her tit again, indicating that this moment was over.
Tree House Tryst.
“So, what are you guys gonna do today?” Lily asked, as
she took some plates from the table over to the sink.
Amy was looking intently as Darren; with that ever alluring smile
of hers.
“Maybe we’ll go and check out the old tree house”
Amy said, still staring Darren in the eye.
“Oh, that’s nice. You haven’t been up there in
forever;” Lily replied, whilst pouring dishwater over the
plates, a wet stain could be seen darkening the fabric over her
nipple, which Amy had just been sucking on.
“Come on Darren!” Amy grabbed his hand and yanked him
with her. At 5 foot 10; She was bigger and heavier than him. Her
curves gave her the weight and strength advantage over his own
slender body, and he had no say in the matter.
He trotted after her like a rag doll.
Darren hadn’t noticed earlier, but Amy had a very short
polka dotted skirt on. As she was running in front of him now, to the
old tree house out back; he glimpsed her ass cheeks now and then, as
her skirt flapped up and down.
Either she was wearing minimal string panties, or nothing at all,
underneath.
Up top; she had a tight, yellow tee-shirt, that did nothing to
disguise her lovely bra-less tits.
At the base of the old oak, in which the tree house was set,
Darren got the answer to what Amy was wearing underneath; or rather,
what she was not wearing.
She climbed up before him, and he got a full view of her nakedness
under that little skirt.
His cock had been hard since the breakfast table and was not
feeling
59 min
July 22 My Honey Cousin: Part 1
My Honey Cousin: Part 1.
Darren is spending the summer with his cousin and
his aunt, in the country.
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Prologue:
In the countryside of Northeastern
France, lived a young widow and her daughter. Lily was an English
debutante who married the son of a wealthy French family. Her husband
died tragically in a Formula One auto race, leaving the young mother
to raise her two year old daughter, Amy. The deceased husband's
Family trust provided them a farm and stipend. Lily's sister and
brother-in-law have a son, Darren; of nearly the same age, and the
two children spent their summers together on the farm while Darren's
parents operated a seasonal business in a Resort seaside village.
Darren begins the story of how his life changed, from his visits to
Aunt Lily's Farm.
It was that time of year.
My parents ran a restaurant in a very busy summer resort village,
on the eastern sea coast of England. So they always sent me away to
stay with my aunt and cousin in the French countryside during these
busiest months. In my early childhood, I became fluid in speaking
French, as a result of this annual summer immersion.
Mom's sister, Lily; had married into a wealthy French family, but
her Husband died in a tragic accident while competing in a Formula
One auto race. The country estate was left to her use, along with an
annual support from the family trust. The estate was never hers; only
provided for her use.
It used to be great fun and I loved those summer months. My cousin
Amy was a real rascal. A wild girl with sandy blonde hair, always
standing on end and always way too long for her. Her mom (aunt Lily)
often gave her a big fat braid in the mornings, but already by
lunchtime it was just a big tangled ponytail at best. She was totally
wild and always got us into exciting and crazy adventures. And since
I was a couple of years younger than her I always followed along on
her impulsive ideas. Amy was taught at home, and was her mother's
only child.
It got us in trouble a few times. Got us scraped knees and bruises
also. Climbing fences and jumping off outhouse roofs, and such.
The County Wet Nurse.
I loved aunt Lily! She was the epitome of a nurturing wholesome
country mother! Always had her light brown hair in a large loose knot
with strands of hair forever needing to be blown from her face with
her classic side blow she’d learned to master over the years.
She had huge tits and was very curvy and it was a great feeling to
be hugged by her, and she was generous with hugs. Partly because Amy
and I often came in crying because we hurt ourselves on some fence,
or stubbed our toes on a rock, or something.
I particularly remember one time; when I was very much younger,
and had scraped my knee, or something; and aunt Lily sat me in her
lap and tried to console me to quench my crying. But I just cried and
cried with my head in her chest. Suddenly I felt her nipple in my
mouth and she pressed my head to her very full teet!
My crying stopped and all I could muster was a muffled surprise.
As I recall, moments later I felt a squirt of very sweet milk! By
pure reflex I swallowed and that mouth movement gave just the right
suction to send me another squirt of her milk!
It was a bit weird but so soothing. I don’t remember how
long this continued but I fell asleep there in her lap latched onto
auntie's teet.
It never happened again, and we never talked about it. I just kept
it in the back of my mind, as a nice, comforting memory.
It seems Aunt Lily had continued to nurse cousin Amy until she
started primary school; then helped a few other moms who needed a wet
nurse, for one reason or another.
Pubescent Changes.
This summer tradition started about 15 years ago, and ended about
5 years ago.
For some reason, this year I was ordered to resume the visit, as a
requisite for my financial support at a Cambridge Uni.
But this summer I wasn’t as keen to go stay with Amy and
Lily over the summer. The Last summer I was there, which was about 5
years ago, Amy was different. I guess she had grown or something.
Apart from the obvious;her boobs growing out and her waist and hips
getting curvier, and such. She was very stand-offish towards me. She
tried, a little, to be fun and welcoming; but it was clear that I was
not of interest and mostly just in the way. I was a 13 year old
pre-pubisent boy, and Amy was a moody 15 year old self-declared
woman.
One time I ran into the bathroom and, by mistake, surprised Amy in
there, half naked. She got really aggressive and yelled me out of
there at some volume. What a bitch!
So the greater part of summer was spent watching TV and hanging
around aunt Lily. She of course did her best to make me have a good
time, playing cards or making me snacks. But I felt kind of alone all
summer while my cousin Amy just was ‘out’, or up in her
room all day.
These past four years I've been enrolled in a boarding school.
I've got no idea how my parents afforded it, But now I'm
college-qualified.
A Pleasing Reception.
So it was with a heavy heart I made the boat and train trip, out
to the eastern France countryside, this summer. I'm 18 now, and
shouldn’t have to stay with aunt Lily and my cousin over the
summer. I felt like I was too old to be watched after. Why couldn’t
my parents just leave me to tend for myself at home instead?
Hopefully Amy had grown out of that mood she was in, years ago. We
were both more mature now, I hoped.
But already, as I got off the train, I was pleasantly surprised.
As I stepped onto the platform I saw aunt Lily over there by the
station house. I couldn’t see Amy anywhere but was suddenly
attacked by her giving me a strong hug and a wet kiss on the lips!
”So great to see you again, Darren! We’ll have a great
summer;” she exclaimed, and gave me another wet kiss on the
lips!
Amy had grown even more since the last four summers, and so have
I. So she was as tall as me, and bigger in delightful ways. I had
already felt her firm tits against my chest. And now that she was
hanging on to me with an arm around my neck. I also felt the weight
of her curvy body. She was wearing a pair of very short jean shorts,
red sneakers and a tight tank top that showed the sides of her
bra-less boobs, as well as some cleavage. She looked a little younger
than her 20 years of age. But she looked so hot!
Aunt Lily had probably fixed Amy’s hair just before they
came to pick me up, so she still had a thick sandy blonde braid in
functioning order.
Together, we finally made it to aunt Lily who had been standing
over by the station house. Lily is quite tall for a woman, and
stately in her 40-year-old classic tall buxom body.
Auntie Lily was in a light cotton summer dress. It's low-cut
bodice was held in place by two very thin straps, so that her tits
were half exposed and without the constraints of a brassiere. Lily's
nipples added a finishing accent to the contour of her sundress
bodice.
I got one of those beautiful auntie hugs from her. It feels like
being enveloped by the ultimate mother. A long, deep hug. My face
pressed against her abundant bosom; was exactly what I needed, to
feel as welcome as I hoped to be. Auntie's thin, yellow summer dress
was the only thing that covered those lovely mammary mounds, under
there. After the full body hug with Aunt Lily, Darren noticed her
nipples now fully tented her bodice. The hardened full nipples were
so erect and protruding that the rounded nature of her tits was
changed so as to resemble a wide two-pole pup tent.
More kisses and they both were telling me how great it was to see
me again, before we scuttled into the front seat of aunt Lily’s
new 1962 pickup truck, and we headed off to their house in the
country. The truck had a column shift, so my legs could move freely
without getting bruised by the stick shift in the middle of the
floorboard.
I enjoyed my view of tits on both sides of my middle of the bench
seat.
During the ride it, was hard to keep my eyes off of both Lily’s
and Amy’s cleavages. Every time I saw an upcoming bump in the
road my eyes involuntarily moved to Lily’s cleavage. Amy was
also busty, but nowhere near as top-heavy and pendulous as aunt Lily.
I think Amy might have noticed, because many times; just as my
eyes were turning to auntie’s swinging pendulums, she would say
something to grab my attention. Also she was often adjusting her
seat-belt, or tucking un her tight shirt, so her boobs were extra
accentuated under her tight, low-cut tank top. Only two thin
spaghetti straps were tasked with restraining Amy's firm tetons.
Towards the last third of the drive, she had already reached over
and taken my hand to hers. She'd been holding my hand for a long
while and had it clasped with mine. Holding it, the back of my hand
was pressed against her crotch. It gave me something else to focus on
than auntie’s bouncing boobs. With every bump my hand kind of
pressed against her jean shorts. I couldn’t tell if it was her
pushing my hand down or if it was just the motion of the bumps.
Finally at the farmhouse, Lily began preparing dinner. Amy and I
chatted it up. She was very cheery and happy, it seemed. Totally
different from the summer 5 years ago.
Whilst auntie was making dinner, Amy pranced around the kitchen,
bringing out plates and cutlery. Seemed to me that she was spending a
lot of time looking in the lower cupboards for stuff, and those very
short jean shorts made it hard to look away as she was bending over
all the time and wiggling her ass towards me.
During dinner Amy was looking very intently at me all the time.
The meal was great and I made sure to give aunt Lily a hug
afterwards. Again I got to feel the skin of her huge tits against my
cheek.
Community Tub.
Amy wanted attention again and proclaimed that we should take a
bath before bedtime, like we used to do all the time when we were
youngsters.
Lily let go of the warm embrace and said that she would go
upstairs and draw a bath for us.
I got a bit nervous about the ‘us’ part.
Several years back. Amy and I, and even auntie had joined in
taking a bath together, sometimes. Before the improvements in indoor
plumbing, We had limited hot water, and if we all needed baths, we'd
have to share the water. And the castiron tub quickly cooled things
had changed. We were kids then. It didn’t really feel the same
now. It felt different. Somehow it didn’t feel as innocent now.
Amy was quick to grab my hand and show me upstairs to my room. It
was the same room that I had always slept in while I was here in
summer time. As I well knew, but Amy reminded me, my room was just
next to hers.
Sometimes, in earlier summers, we used to sneak into each others
bedrooms and just hang out. Tickle fights sometimes, giggling and
always hushing each other to not wake auntie.
Of course she would sometimes hear us and come in and send us to
our separate beds.
The bed was made, there was a towel on the foot end. We could hear
aunt Lily pouring the bathtub from across the hallway.
"Get undressed and let’s get in the tub;” Amy
said and left the room.
Now I was getting really nervous. All those hugs, having both
Amy’s and aunt Lily’s tits pressed against me. Amy
holding my hand down to her crotch through the better part of the
truck ride and seeing Amy in her short shorts prancing around in the
kitchen had stirred something in me.
I had matured and of course gotten some kind of interest in girls
and stuff during the years, but I had never gotten closer than to
have some fleeting fantasies in my mind about what it would entail;or
even what I actually thought about it.
Now I was all of a sudden about to be in a very real situation
that I had no experience in.
Best not to think too much about it. I had bathed with Amy and
aunt so many times before. So I just went with it, undressed and
wrapped the towel around my hips and made my way towards the
bathroom.
Coming into the bathroom the sight of aunt Lily met me. Rather,
the sight of her behind.
She was leaning over the bath tub, in her summer dress. While
stirring the bubbly water, her hips were swaying from side to side.
That thin summer dress did nothing to hide her ass cheeks and the
width of her womanly hips.
Mind and body stirring;
I seized the moment and took my chance. Dropped my towel and
quickly stepped into the bath, turned away from aunt so I would not
be too exposed.
”Oh, there you are, my dear” Lily said as I slid into
the front of the tub, with my back to her.
In the back of my mind, I already had some kind of fear of what
might be to come.
I slid towards the middle of the tub, it was pretty big, but I
still sat in a semi fetal position with my back turned towards aunt
Lily. The water was steaming hot, but not burning. Luckily, Lily had
stirred up a fair amount of bubbles, so I didn’t feel too
exposed.
Just as I started warming up to the idea of sitting nude in a
bathtub with my voluptuous aunt right behind me; Amy walks in!
She had a big smile and was holding her towel around her hips. Now
I could finally see her firm boobs in plain view. They were
beautiful! Not extra large, of course, but looked desirable. They had
pinkish areola, with button-sized nipples poking out to say 'hello',
in a slight upward trajectory.
”Hey Darren, make some room for me;” she said as she
dropped her towel and exposed her bare pussy, which now was just at
eye level from me sitting in the tub. Trying not to look straight at
Amy’s crotch, I could still make out the beautiful light
pinkish lips behind a fluffy layer of curly blonde hair on her mound.
Very light and probably very soft I would think. I felt a twitch down
in my awakening tally-whacker regions.
Amy had decided to sit in front of me, so I had to slide back in
the tub. I tried very hard not to let my eyes give me away, as she
spread her legs, her pussy now spread wide and mere inches from my
face; and very slowly she lowered into the tub.
Maybe she felt my gaze and got self conscious, because she then
turned around and squatted, facing me. I think I could see her face
blush a little when she realized she had shown herself to me in all
her naked glory. Or maybe it was just the hot bath water?
Our knees were drawn up and her feet were now touching next to
mine, under water.
”The water is really nice, mom;” Amy said to aunt
Lily.
”Is it? Yeah, maybe I’ll get in with you guys, also;”
Lily responded and rose up, she grabbed the skirting in both hands
and lifted her summer dress off, in one smooth move! She was, of
course, not wearing anything underneath!
As her wonderfully curved nakedness revealed itself, my head
quickly jerked back towards Amy. Now I could feel my cheeks blushing
and that tingling feeling, and my already-turgid cock stiffened to a
petrified nature!
I was too surprised to take it all in, but I could clearly make
out Lily's wide hips, strong, round thighs and huge heavy tits as she
stood next to her falling dress, and reached to the back of her head
to pin up her hair in a knot, before climbing in behind me.
”Mom! I think Darren got a bit embarrassed now!” Amy
snickered as she tried to catch my eye. Aunt Lily was sitting down
behind me. I felt her thighs straddle my hips. I tried to play it off
like it was nothing;
”Nah, it’s alright.” I claimed; although I think
the tremor in my voice gave me away, a bit.
Lily reached around and grabbed me across the chest from behind,
and pulled me back against her. I could feel her huge tits pressing
against my back!
”Oh no! My little nephew can't be embarrassed! We’ve
taken plenty of baths together over the years! Right Darren?”
she said as she gave me a wet, foamy hug, pressing her firm heavy
tits against my back even more.
"Now, scoot back toward me, so I can get my legs straightened
out.” she said and grabbing her other arm around my waist, she
leaned back pulling me along. She straightened her legs, one leg on
each side of me, her thick thighs pressing against my sides and laid
them over my now outstretched legs. My calves were now pressed
against Amy's hips and Amy's toes soon became tucked under my inner
thighs. My ass was in effect pressed down against the bottom of the
tub and Aunt Lily's boobs were like two fleshy pillows against the
back of my head. I could feel her pubes against the lower part of my
back and any tingling feelings had now passed on to a pulsating
horniness.
Amy took her chance, as aunt Lily pulled me back towards her, to
also straighten her legs out and place them on each side of me, so
only her knees were a little above water and I was even more pressed
down in place. We still had about 12 inches between each other
underwater, luckily. Otherwise I fear she’d have been poked by
my growing tally-whacker, down there.
"Okay, Let me do your back.” Lily said; and pushed my
upper body to a forward leaning position. I was sad to not have her
tits as my soft pillows anymore, but glad that I could now reach in
front of me, and collect some more bath foam to try to cover the
surface just in front of me, instead. Auntie started to rub my back
with a bar of soap and both her hands.
"While mom does your back, you can do my front” Amy
said and poured some shampoo over her tits!
"But; I don’t have a sponge?” I stammered.
"Just use your hands, silly” she replied and leaned
forward; the slimy shampoo slowly running down her round tits, then
dripping onto the foamy bubbles on the water.
I cleared my throat for unknown reasons, and gingerly tried to use
my fingertips to spread out the shampoo over her top chest and
shoulders.
"Come on! you have to make it lather up” she said with
a jokingly annoyed voice. Then she grabbed the back of my hands and
put them over her tits! I could feel her hardened nipples under my
palms as she started moving my hands around and around over her two
firm tits.
I don’t know for how long this went on, but long enough for
me to get a painful raging hard on, under the water. I don’t
think I have a specially big cock, or anything. But I could probably
compare with the best, in terms of hardness at this moment. It was
painful, but at the same time I was in a wet and warm heaven, wedged
in place by my aunt's and my cousin's legs!
I was jolted back to reality, or to a new form of heaven,
actually; when aunt Lily exclaimed: "There! Your back is done
now, lean back toward me, and I’ll do your hair.” Amy
reached past me to hand Lily the bottle of shampoo. Then I was pulled
back, my head was pillowed on two soft tits. Landing in her tits, my
two earlobes were gently poked by what I now assume were Lily's two
big stiff nipples. But this time my back, and aunt Lily, were covered
in shampoo, and very slippery.
I slid down a bit. Lily lifted her thighs up, and her thighs
caught under my armpits. So I was now slid down, just my head and
shoulders above the water and I was stuck in a meaty vise, my head
pressed in between auntie’s generous tits that were now also
touching my cheeks from behind!
To my terror, yet enjoyment; my sliding down in the tub also had
resulted in mine and Amy’s groins bumping together! I could
feel the bottom of my shaft pressing against her pussy down there
under the foamy water surface!
I was stuck in place and had no chance to move! Above and around
my head were aunt Lily’s huge boobs, my arms were wedged in
place between by her thighs; and my legs were firmly held down by
both Lily’s and Amy’s legs on top of them.
For a short moment I prayed for the slim chance that Amy maybe
didn’t notice that something was pressing against her pussy
lips.
No chance of that, though. Amy had gone very silent all of a
sudden. Aunt Lily was shampooing my head and hair between her tits I
could feel Amy tilting her pelvis, slowly; up and down the underside
of my now pulsating shaft.
My eyes stung just a bit. Auntie suggested I close them to avoid
further irritation, while she thoroughly scrubbed and massaged my
scalp.
Auntie passed the shampoo back to Amy, and Amy started on her own
long hair and scalp. She began humming ever so softly.
But without my vision, all my other senses got much more intense!
I could feel the firm embrace I was in by aunt Lily, I could even
feel her slippery mound pressing ag
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July 22 A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 4
A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 4.
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I can't honestly say I was thrilled about the prospect of
temporary celibacy, but Cassie was insistent. And it sure didn't take
long for her to put the wheels in motion. When I woke up the next
morning, she had sent me a text. Stephanie was interested, and
willing to have the three of us talk. Cassie suggested we grab a
quiet corner of the dining hall that night for dinner.
We all had classes that afternoon that ended about the same time,
so we agreed we'd meet at the dining hall. When I walked in to the
room, I saw that Cassie and Stephanie had already arrived and had a
table separate from the rest of the crowd. Cassie stood up as I
approached and gave me a quick kiss. Stephanie stayed seated and
looked at me cautiously, but with a slight, embarrassed smile. We
decided to go through the food line before we talked, and once we
returned to the table, we ate our meals mostly in silence.
"All right, who called this meeting," Cassie said
jokingly after we finished our food.
"Me I guess," I replied. "First off, I'm really
nervous, so bear with me." Both girls nodded. "I just want
to make sure we are all on the same page and we don't do something we
all end up regretting. So I have one question to ask and one request
to bring up before we decide we're all in. And if anyone else wants
to say or ask something, I think this is the time." Neither said
anything. They were waiting expectantly to hear what I was going to
say.
"Okay. So the question first. Stephanie, I need to hear from
you why you would entertain this and what your expectations are. I
know what Cassie has told me, but I just want to make sure nothing
has gotten lost in translation."
Stephanie nodded and cleared her throat. She spoke very softly,
and her voice had a definite tremor. It looked like she was fighting
to hold back tears.
"You know I got out of a relationship a couple of months ago.
Looking back, I should have gotten out of it a couple of years ago.
It wasn't healthy, or reciprocal, or really very, I don't know;
intimate maybe? And I can't help but wonder how much of it was my
fault. I call him TD now instead of using his name, Cassie told you
what that stands for right? TD messed me up. Made fun of my body, my
boobs, my figure, and he did it in front of his friends. He shamed
me, you know what I mean? And, um, in bed it was all about him, like
I was lucky he was doing me a service." Stephanie glanced around
to make sure no one was in earshot before she continued.
"I want to reclaim my body image. My self-confidence. I need
to have a man look at me and want me as I am. I want to feel desired.
And I know I could do that with any number of guys on campus, but I'm
not ready for another relationship, I don't need to be loved, not
yet. And I'm not looking to have a reputation for being easy. I know
how guys talk, and I'm not going to put myself in that situation. I
like the fact that you have some strings attached, specifically to
Cassie. I know if we do this it would be, not a transaction, that's
not the right word, but it would have boundaries. It would be a
specific event, a single time. And I know you guys would be discreet.
I don't have to worry about someone bragging about me as a conquest
or some one-night slut, pardon my language. And I'd be lying if I
didn't admit to wondering after seeing you naked that day. Wondering
what it would, um, feel like with you." Stephanie dropped her
eyes to the table and I could see she was beginning to blush. "I
hope you aren't embarrassed, but Cassie told me some of the things
you've had to deal with because of your, ah, um, size. I'm hoping
that maybe you can relate a little to where my head is at?"
"Stephanie, I can totally relate. And I am being totally
honest when I say want to go to bed with you." I reached across
the table and gave her hand a squeeze. "And please don't say
thank you. This isn't a charity act or a pity party. This is two
people who want to share something together. And please know that
Cassie and I are deeply sensitive to your precious and injured heart.
We both want you to be deeply impacted with a message that you are
lovely, kind, and sexy as hell. If a good fuck is what conveys that
message, then we are 'all in'."
She smiled weakly as tears welled up in her eyes. She sniffled a
bit and looked up at me.
"Thanks. Shit. Sorry. Me too. I mean, I want to go to bed
with you too. God this is crazy," she said with a little laugh.
"I never would have thought. But hey, what are friends for?"
We all giggled at that.
"You said you also had a request Kyle. What is it?"
Cassie asked.
"Yeah, I maybe should have brought this up first. I apologize
for that. But I'm only going to be comfortable doing this if Cassie
is in the room." I turned to face her. "That probably
sounds really weird and kinky, but I just don't think I'm going to be
able to get past the feeling that I'm cheating on you if you aren't
there. I just have to know there aren't any secrets between us. I
don't know exactly how that would work, I guess. I'm not advocating
for any sort of threesome situation. But I can't help thinking that
if this is really about three consenting adults, there needs to be
complete transparency between all three."
Cassie and Stephanie looked at each other and then back at me. It
was hard to read their expressions, but I was pretty sure I had just
scuttled the whole arrangement. If that was the case, so be it.
"Doesn't sound much like a request," Cassie said.
"Sounds like an ultimatum."
"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean it to be. But I think
it's important that everyone's issues are on the table. That's mine."
"Well, I'm fine being there. I think it would be intensely
erotic. But it really isn't my call, it's Stephanie's. Stephanie, you
don't strike me as having a huge exhibitionist streak. What do you
think?"
Stephanie squirmed a little in her chair, looked at me, and then
back at Cassie. "I think I want you to watch," she said
softly. "It's turning me on thinking about it." I think all
three of us were becoming a bit aroused, but I wanted to stick to the
matter at hand.
"Then that's everything I wanted to talk about. Any other
concerns?" I concluded.
"Just the logistics I think," said Cassie. "We've
talked about midterms being a priority, so I think we are looking at
two weeks from Saturday. That much time should wind up everyone's
hormones nicely. I think we should plan for the afternoon so that
there isn't any awkwardness about who's sleeping with whom after.
Make sense? Yes? Good. Then I think we can adjourn a very successful
meeting."
We cleared our trays and walked back to the dorm together. I gave
both girls a hug at their door, and Cassie and I made plans to go to
the library later.
The only word I can use to describe our interactions over the next
two weeks is "odd". The three of us were together a lot
because we were really focused on mid-terms and were in study groups
together. Outside of studying, which was pretty much constant, our
free time consisted basically of meals at the dining hall, which we
did together as well. While we invested most of our intellectual
energy on class work and test prep, there was an electric air between
us driven by a rising sexual tension. The two weeks gave me plenty of
opportunities to back out, and I almost did several times. I'm sure
Cassie and Stephanie had some misgivings as well, but every time I
crept to the edge of calling things off, I'd get a sultry glance from
Cassie, or a shy batting of the eyes from Stephanie, and my cock
would instantly go stiff. Suffice it to say, that pushed the doubts
into the background. I'd like to say "the days flew by", or
"before I knew it", but the wait was interminable. Without
the tests hanging over me, I probably would have cheated and taken
things into my own hands for some relief, but I stuck to the ground
rules and made it through the mid-terms.
Finally, the calendar turned to Friday and everyone could breath a
sigh of relief that testing was over. By this point, it seemed like
my erection was a constant presence, and without the distraction of
school work, I wasn't able to push the erotic imaginations from my
mind. Cassie, Stephanie and I met up for dinner at a local diner that
was a campus favorite to celebrate our academic prowess. The
conversation dried up pretty quickly as our plans for Saturday became
the elephant in the room.
"Anyone have any plans for Saturday?" Cassie joked,
taking a long sip of a milkshake. "Just kidding. But are we all
still on for tomorrow afternoon?"
I was honestly a little edgy, and I had trouble meeting
Stephanie's eyes. It had occurred to me that to back out now could
very likely leave Stephanie wondering if it was her fault somehow.
That she wasn't desirable. Exactly the opposite outcome that we were
hoping to achieve. I knew I couldn't be the one to say no.
"I'm in. And I'm looking forward to it," I said softly.
"Stephanie?"
Stephanie smiled slightly and just nodded.
"Me too," said Cassie. "So our room after lunch.
Kyle, we'll text you when we are ready."
And just like that, we were committed. We made a little small talk
over the remainder of our meal, and then headed back to the dorm
where we adjourned to our own rooms.
Saturday dawned as one of those beautiful fall days that actually
feel like summer. I knew that after mid-terms, almost everyone in the
dorm would be outside catching late season rays before the onset of
cooler weather. That was great, because it lessened the chance of
anyone catching on to our uncommon tryst. I went for a run early to
clear my head and then hit the showers. I decided to completely shave
my cock and balls for the event. I knew Cassie would appreciate it
and hoped Stephanie would react favorably as well. I grabbed an early
lunch, and then went back to my dorm room to wait. I was exceedingly
nervous, and my heart was pounding. I even had trouble deciding what
to wear and then laughed at myself knowing how quickly whatever I put
on was likely to come off. I settled on simple with a t-shirt,
jogging shorts and boxers. Then I put my phone on my desk and sat
back.
The minutes ticked by. I closed my eyes and tried to envision what
I would be walking into when I got to Cassie and Stephanie's room. We
had talked about the where and when off all this, but not really the
what or how. I started to worry that I hadn't really put together a
plan, but before I could dwell on that fact too deeply, my phone
buzzed with an incoming text. I was a little surprised when
Stephanie's name popped up on the screen. I had expected Cassie to be
the one to call me. "Ready" was all the message said. I
walked quickly down the hall and knocked lightly on the door.
"It's open," I heard Cassie say. I opened the door
slightly and slipped into the room. It took a minute for my eyes to
adjust. The girls had closed the blinds and the room was lit softly
by a single bedside lamp. I stood between the two beds and gathered
myself. Cassie was lying in her bed on the left, propped up on her
elbow. She was under her sheet up to her waist. She was wearing the
baggie top of a loose fitting, two-piece night gown, and I suspected
not much else. Stephanie was laying in her bed on the right, with her
sheet drawn up under her chin. Her eyes were wide, and I could tell
she was probably as nervous as I was. I noticed that on her desk
above her head was a bottle of lube. Somehow the visual clue that sex
was in the offing reassured me somehow, and I began to relax.
"Kyle; Stephanie and I decided that the best way to get
started is for you to take turns revealing yourself to each other.
Sound good?" I should have figured that Cassie would take the
lead.
"Yeah, sure."
"Good. Why don't you go first. Take off your shirt." I
looked at Cassie and nodded, and then locked my eyes on Stephanie who
was still tensely holding the sheet up over her shoulders. I slowly
reached down and pulled my shirt off over my head and dropped it on
the floor.
"Okay Stephanie, your turn," Cassie whispered. Stephanie
looked over to Cassie and appeared to hesitate, then she turned back
to face me. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and then
pulled the sheet down to her waste. I drank in her beauty. Her skin
was very pale, and in the low light appeared almost translucent. She
was slender and delicate, and I could see a faint hint of her ribs as
she breathed. Her tits were very small, just swells rising from her
chest. Her nipples however, were large and prominent. Almost the size
of the tip of my index finger, they were cherry red and surrounded by
tiny, bright pink areola.
If I had been worried about my ability to perform, my swelling
member put those thoughts to rest. Stephanie opened her eyes and
looked questioningly at me. I smiled and wasted no time in dropping
my shorts and kicking them off to the side. Stephanie's eyes traveled
down to the rapidly growing bulge in my boxers. I looked down and saw
that my cock was threatening to pop through the fly of my underwear.
Our eyes met and I smiled again at her and winked. She giggled a
little and smiled back at me.
Stephanie sat up, and with only a slight pause this time, grabbed
the sheet and threw it down to the end of the bed. She laid back with
her arms at her sides, her long legs ever so slightly spread. We were
still looking eye-to-eye, but she seemed to be daring me to gaze at
the juncture of her legs. I didn't need any encouragement. Her pussy
was almost completely shaved, with just a small vertical strip of
black pubic hair above her slit. Her labia were quite petite, which
made her hooded clit seem much more prominent.
"Stephanie, you are beautiful," I murmured. I was going
to add that her ex was a moron, but no need to bring him back into
the picture. It was my turn to reveal. I grabbed the elastic of my
boxers and stretched forward over the head of my now rigid cock and
pushed them to the floor. My cock was so stiff, it was standing
almost completely straight with the angry purple head pointed
directly at the ceiling, the first droplets of pre-cum evident at the
tip. Stephanie let out a little gasp, and I think Cassie may have
too, probably surprised by the hairless-ness of my package. I glanced
over at Cassie to give her one last chance to wave this whole thing
off.
"Go on," she said quietly, nodding toward Stephanie's
bed. I laid down next to Stephanie. She was still on her back with
her arms tense at her sides. Her eyes were closed again. I was a
little afraid to touch her because it seemed like she might jump out
of her skin, but I leaned over and gave her a peck on the neck and
then reached across her to give her a quick hug. I then let my
fingers brush lightly up and down her arm. She just lay next to me
breathing rapidly.
I was used to Cassie telling me what to do to please her, so I was
a little out of my element. I was fascinated by the size of her
engorged nipples though, and that seemed a good place to start. I
trailed my hand across her chest and started to gently fondle a
nipple. Stephanie took a quick breath, but made no other movement. I
took my time playing with the first nipple and then switched to its
twin. I alternated between rubbing, pinching, pulling and twisting
them, one and then the other. Stephanie continued to lay still. From
the other side of the room, I heard the unmistakable but muffled
sound of Cassie's vibrator coming to life. I figured it was going to
be pressed on her clit in no time at all.
The thought of that emboldened me to take the next step with
Stephanie. I propped myself up on my elbow, leaned over and took one
nipple in my mouth while continue to toy with the other with my
fingers. I licked and sucked and occasionally bit her sensitive bud,
and felt her shiver for the first time. Her eyes were still closed,
and she hadn't made a sound. With my mouth on her tit, I dropped my
hand down between her legs. I had to nudge the inside of her thigh
before Stephanie spread her legs wider to allow me access. I ran my
finger slowly up and down her slit from the opening of her cunt to
her clitoris and back again. She was quite moist and warm, so I
scooped a bit of her juices and smeared them on her clit. I drew
circles around it, pulling the hood back to make sure everything was
lubricated. I started to slowly strum her clit up and down while
still sucking her nipple. I got the pace of my sucking and the pace
of my fingers synchronized and began to pick up the pace. Just then,
Stephanie let out a high-pitched squeak and she withdrew her hips so
that my fingers lost contact with their target.
"Oh god; Stephanie, I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" I
stammered.
"No. No. I just; God. I just had an orgasm."
"Do you want to stop?" She turned her head towards me
and opened her eyes.
"No. It, it just surprised me, that's all. Keep going.
Please."
I returned my mouth to her nipple, but didn't linger there long. I
trailed my tongue down her body until I was between her legs. She
propped her body up on her elbows and watched my as I approached her
pussy. She spread her legs further open. We stared at each other as I
dropped my face towards her nether lips. When my tongue parted her
folds, she fell back into the pillows with a soft sigh. Knowing that
she was already highly aroused, I got right to work, vigorously
lapping at her clit. In the background, I heard Cassie groan through
what sounded like a pretty fierce orgasm. I wanted Stephanie to keep
pace, so I pushed two fingers into her tunnel and began to rapidly
draw them in and out. I was rewarded with the squeak and shudder of
what I now knew was her climax.
Stephanie made no move to stop me and I had no intention of
letting up. In just a matter of minutes, she went over the edge of a
much more intense orgasm. She lifted her legs off the bed and moaned
loudly as her cunt clamped down on my fingers. She bathed my face
with her juices as the shock waves tore through her body. Before she
could relax, several smaller orgasms rolled through her and left her
quivering. She squeezed her legs together and pushed my head back. I
looked up at her. She was reaching over her head to grab the bottle
of lube.
"Kyle, we have to fuck. Right now. Lay back."
I lay back toward the foot of the bed. My cock was still fully at
attention, dribbling massive amounts of pre-cum. She squirted the
cold lube on my cock and oiled my entire length. I was a little
surprised, but happy that she was taking some initiative. She spun
around over me so that she was facing my feet, and then hooked her
legs under mine, so that they were along my hips with her feet at my
waist. I learned later the position is called reverse cowgirl. She
knelt above me and grabbed my cock and guided the head to her vaginal
canal. I was sure she was going to go slow, but instead she
positioned my erection in one hand while supporting her weight with
the other and sat down hard, taking me in all the way to my balls.
"Uh; fuck!" she moaned. She sat still with me deep
inside her, breathing heavily.
"Wow girl" came a small exclamation from the other bed.
I looked over at Cassie for the first time since getting into bed
with Stephanie. She was quite a sight. Her sheets were kicked to the
floor and she was leaning against the wall facing us. Her t-shirt was
pulled up over her tits, and her legs were spread wide with her feet
hanging down off the side. One hand had her vibrator positioned
between her legs, and the other hand was squeezing her tit and
nipple. She was staring at Stephanie. "Way to go!"

Stephanie nodded and started to slowly ride my cock up and down.
The lube and her dampness were doing their job as she raised herself
almost until my cock fell out, and then plunged back down until I
bottomed out against her cervix. I didn't know what to do, so I just
massaged her toned ass while she fucked herself on my cock. She began
to go faster, and it was harder to keep my hands in place. My right
hand slipped off her ass, and my fingers grazed the tiny rosebud
between her cheeks. She tensed and stopped momentarily, but then
resumed her ride. I resumed the fondling of her ass, but Stephanie
was violently grinding h
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July 21 A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 3
A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 3.
Cassie coaches Kyle in the seductive arts.
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"Oh Kyle, you trimmed," Cassie exclaimed, looking at my
crotch. I had taken her advice and spent some time in the shower with
a scissors. I was by no means bare, but my pubic hair was cut as
short as I could safely do. "Your cock looks even bigger now!"
"I guess that's good?" I asked, as I dove into the bed
and reached out to hold Cassie tight.
We lay like that for a couple of minutes and then began to kiss
again, this time with some urgency. I was on top of her with my legs
between hers. I palmed her tit with one hand, alternating squeezing
her soft flesh and gently pinching her nipple as our tongues explored
each other's mouths. Cassie took my head in her hands and pushed me
away so that she could look into my eyes.
"Eat me," she said. She hiked her body further up into
the pillows and spread her legs. "I want to cum on your tongue."
I was instantly nervous, given my complete lack of experience. It
must have shown on my face.
"Don't worry, I'll talk you through it," Cassie giggled.
As I moved down between her legs, Cassie reached down with both
hands and spread her pussy lips wide. I found myself staring at her
pink slit, her clit proudly erect and inviting. I stuck my tongue out
and tentatively licked from her pussy to her clit. She tasted divine.
I gave her another long lick and Cassie shivered at the contact.
"That's good, but focus on my clit," she whispered
gently.
I didn't need to be told twice. I moved her hands out of the way,
replacing them with mine, and got up on my knees so that I had better
leverage. I ran the tip of my tongue in circles around her clit a few
times and then started to lick it directly. Cassie let out a deep
moan.
"Yes. Just like that."
I increased the energy of my ministrations, and also mixed in
moments where I flattened my tongue completely against her clit and
lapped at it, rasping the entire length across her sensitive bud. I
could tell it was having an effect. Cassie was raising her hips off
the bed to push her mound into my face. She was breathing heavily,
punctuated with an occasional gasp.
"Fingers too Kyle. Use your fingers," she urged.
Taking her cue, I slowly pushed two fingers into her cunt and
began to saw them firmly in and out. It took a minute to get back
into a rhythm with my tongue, but Cassie's small grunts in time with
my fingers signaled her growing ecstasy. So did her fluids, as my
chin and cheeks were bathed with the product of her arousal.
"Keep going, Kyle. I'm almost there. I'm going to cum on your
tongue!" Cassie wailed.
I redoubled my efforts, forcefully jamming my fingers into her
tunnel and lashing at her clit with my tongue. Then I had an
inspiration, I'm not sure from where. I took her clit into my mouth
and sucked on it. That sent Cassie over the cliff. She grabbed the
back of my head with her hands and pushed me into her pussy. Her legs
started to quiver, and she arched her back and let out a sharp yelp.
"Oh god oh god oh god," was all she could muster before
her body started to spasm, her shoulders hunching forward repeatedly
in time with the contractions that were gripping her cunt. I kept up
my oral attack until she collapsed back on the bed and grabbed me
under my ears and pulled me up on top of her.
"Enough. That's enough," she gasped.
We lay entwined like that for several minutes. My cock was still
stiff as a flag pole, but I didn't mind. I was incredibly happy that
I had been able to pleasure Cassie in a way that was all about her,
and not about me. I felt I owed her after our earlier sessions.
"Are you sure you've never done that before," she asked
with wry smile. "That was fantastic."
"Scout's honor," I replied.
"Well, if there's a scouting badge for that, you deserve it.
Now, let's take care of this big boy right here," she said,
reaching down between my legs and encircling my erection with her
hand. "Make love to me, Kyle."
She looked at me earnestly as she guided the head of my cock to
her entrance. I understood the importance of her words. This was
going to be a coupling of partners, not frantic fucking. I slowly
drove the crown of my cock past her lips, and slipped in smoothly
until I was completely lodged inside her, staring deep into her eyes
the entire time. I paused to let her adjust to my size, kissing her
lightly on her cheek and ear. She smiled up at me.
"You feel so good in there baby."
I slowly withdrew and then firmly pushed back into her, paused
again, and then repeated the stroke. I was entranced once again by
her green eyes, framed by her curls that were cast about her pillow
almost like a boudoir photograph. Cassie wrapped her legs around my
ass and tried to pull me in even deeper. Propping myself up on my
elbows, I started to pick up the pace, still feeding the entire
length of my cock in and out of her cunt. I angled my hips so that I
could make contact with her clit, grinding my cock over it again and
again. Cassie was starting to mewl with pleasure. We hadn't broken
eye contact from the moment I entered her.
"I'm going to cum again," she said. She dropped a hand
down between her legs, found her clit and began to rub it. I was on
the edge myself, but I was determined to hold off until Cassie's
orgasm took hold. I didn't have to wait long.
"Cumming," Cassie blurted, as once again her shoulders
hunched and her legs went stiff. She stared at me wide-eyed. Her
mouth was open but no sound came out.
I continued to steadily plow into her as she came. I could feel
her cunt grip my cock with rippling contractions. Two or three more
strokes and then I groaned as I shoved my cock in as far as it would
go and started to shoot, basting her cervix with my load. We
collapsed together, covered with a sheen of sweat and struggling to
breath. Eventually, I rolled off of her, my softening cock falling
from her pussy with a soft plop. I pulled the sheets back up over us
and we lay next to each other on our backs. Cassie reached down
between us and took my hand in hers and gave it a squeeze.
"I could get used to that," she said.
"It was good?" I asked.
"It was great. Everything tonight was."
"I'm glad. I wanted it to be special." I paused, afraid
to say the next words out loud. "Cassie, I think I um, I think
I'm in love with you," I managed to spit out. She rolled onto to
her side to face me. She looked at me for a moment and then leaned
over and gave me a long kiss.
"I think I'm in love with you too," she replied with a
smile. She nestled her head on my shoulder and started to play with
the hairs on my chest. We didn't say anything for quite a while.
Cassie finally broke the silence.
"Well, I could use a little freshening up. You want to run to
the bathroom and then we can come back and watch a movie?" So we
both threw on some clothes and made our way down the hall. When we
returned, we stripped right back down and snuggled into her bed with
the TV remote. We eventually turned off the lights and went to sleep.
Cassie was spooned into me, snoring lightly. The moonlight came in
through the window and cast a soft glow on her face. I wished that I
could freeze that moment in time. I fell asleep, content and
thankful.
Saturday morning we were awakened by rain battering the window.
They were big drops, driven by a cold wind. Low gray clouds were
scuttling across the sky. It was definitely a day to stay indoors. I
was glad we didn't have any study groups scheduled at the library.
Cassie and I had moved in our sleep so that we were now laying back
to back.
"Boy did the weather ever turn," Cassie said quietly.
"Good day to stay in and study I guess." She rolled over
and wiggled up against me. "Will you keep me warm?" she
asked as she pulled me closer, throwing a leg over mine and pressing
her tits against my back. My cock began to stir.
"I'd be happy to."
"Good. That's what lovers do." She started to nuzzle and
kiss me on the back of my neck. At the same time, she reached down
and grabbed my cock, which was rapidly getting hard. "Hmm. What
do we have here?" she snickered, as she slowly started to jack
my rod. I didn't say anything in response. I just lay there and
concentrated on the sensations.
"I have an idea," Cassie said. "How about we both
have some breakfast?"
"Now?" I was disappointed that she wasn't going to
continue to stroke me.
"Yes, now. Lay on your back."
"What do you mean?"
"Lay on your back, and I'll give you something to eat."
I did what I was told, and began to understand the joke when
Cassie moved up and knelt with one leg on either side of my head. She
leaned forward onto her hands and looked back between her hanging
tits at me.
"See? Breakfast," she said. She lowered her mound to my
mouth, while at the same time she wrapped her lips around my erection
and sucked it into her mouth.
I reflexively groaned with pleasure, and then set about trying to
latch my tongue to her slit. The sixty-nine position was obviously
new to me, and I struggled to adjust my head so that I had a good
angle. Try as I might, the difference in our heights meant I had to
crane my neck forward to make any contact. I moved a pillow to prop
my head up, but it wasn't enough.
"Cassie, I can't really reach," I was forced to admit.
She paused her sucking and spun herself around on top of me.
"That's okay. I need you in me anyway."
She moved her pussy over my raging hard-on and guided the tip to
her opening. With her eyes closed, she slowly lowered herself onto my
cock. She sighed as she took most of my cock inside her. Then she
opened her eyes and began to very slowly ride me.
"I guess we need some practice on the sixty-nine thing,"
she said.
"There are worse things to have to practice," I replied
with a smile. "God this feels good Cassie."
"Hmm," she moaned softly. "It sure does."
Cassie started to pick up the pace, her hair swinging as she
bounced up and down. I reached up and gently started to twist both
her nipples, which were as hard as pebbles. She threw back her head
and moaned. She was riding me hard now, completely burying my cock in
her pussy on the down-strokes. I started to spear upwards as she
pushed down. She was grunting now, in rhythm with the fucking she was
absorbing. I pinched her nipples harder which made her gasp with
surprise. A guttural growl escaped her lips, as she violently bounced
on my cock. I felt her cunt start to contract, and she rode me even
faster.
"Ah, cumming, cumming," she almost screamed as her pussy
started to powerfully spasm. That's all it took for me.
"Me too. Me too," I panted as I unloaded in her. It felt
like a cannon blast, I came so hard.
Cassie was still riding me, but her pace was slowing as her orgasm
began to fade. She eventually collapsed on my chest with my cock
still inside her. A mixture of her juices and my jizz dribbled down
my balls.
"You're getting pretty good at this Kyle, you know?" she
said with a wink.
"I like to think I'm a fast learner," I replied.
"Hmm. Lucky me," Cassie said as she nuzzled my neck.
"I think I'm the lucky one," I countered. I gave her a
gentle hug and stroked her hair away from her face. "So what do
you say we go get a real breakfast?"

"Deal," she replied. "And let's bring back
something for lunch so we can just study here this afternoon. I am
not enthused about going to the library in this weather."
We took some time to clean up, shower and dress and then headed to
the dining hall to grab some food. Then we headed back to Cassie's
room and settled in to study. I had a bunch of reading to do for a
literature class, so I set up shop on Cassie's bed and dug into a
book. Cassie sat at her desk and worked on a paper on her computer.
"Mind if I play some music?" Cassie asked.
"No. Go ahead. Something mellow maybe."
She put on some instrumental jazz playlist that was perfect. With
the rain, and the music, and just the two of us together, I felt like
I was in a wonderfully peaceful cocoon. Cassie looked up from her
computer and caught me smiling at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing. Just counting my blessings I guess."
"How many are you up to?"
"Well one for sure, you."
"Don't you say the nicest things," she said.
She smiled back at me and went back to her paper. I stole glances
at her for the next couple of hours. Occasionally I noticed her
staring out the window at the rain. I don't know if she was pondering
something significant, or simply looking for inspiration for her
writing. My curiosity got the better of me.
"Penny for your thoughts, Cassie." She turned and looked
at me.
"Honestly?" she asked.
"Of course honestly."
"Well, it's kind of embarrassing," she said sheepishly.
"But I was thinking about your cock."
I had a pang of nervousness. I still wasn't completely confident
in myself after years of thinking I was abnormal.
"What about my cock?"
"I'd like to see it, you know, shoot," she said as she
moved over to the bed and rubbed her hand on the front of my jeans.
"Do you think you can cum again after this morning?"
I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "You mean right now? What
are you, insatiable?"
"I'm perfectly satiable, if that's even a word. I just have
the hots for you. But I'm sore from this morning, so I was just
thinking of alternatives."
"What exactly are you proposing?" I asked. Even through
my jeans, the conversation along with her rubbing were having an
effect. I was starting to get hard. Cassie could feel it as well, and
she looked down at my crotch with a delighted grin.
"How about I show you how I use my vibrator while you jack
off for me?" She unzipped my jeans and snaked her hand in to
grab my rapidly growing erection. "Please, Kyle?" she said
playfully, batting her eyelashes at me.
Any qualms I may have had about masturbating in front of Cassie
were insignificant given the opportunity to watch her bring herself
off with a toy.
"Do you expect me to say no?" I said with a laugh.
"Oh goody!" she said, as she clapped her hands together.
"Okay then, get naked."
She went over to her dresser while I started taking off my
clothes. She rummaged a bit in one of the drawers and then brought
out a purple, palm sized device that I assumed was a vibrator.
"I think this one will do the trick," she said. She set
it on the bed and quickly began to strip.
"You have options?" I asked. "Like more than one?"
"I have three. This one focuses on just on my clit. The other
two go inside me, but like I said, I'm a bit tender right now."
I looked more closely at the vibrator as Cassie kicked off the
last of her clothes. It was shaped kind of like a rounded bar of
soap, or one of those molded computer mice. One end had a thimble
sized protuberance with a hollow dimple at its center.
"How does it work?" I asked.
"I turn it on and fit this little cup thingy over my clit. It
uses sonic waves. I should warn you that it makes me cum quickly and
often."
We each took some pillows and sat at opposite ends of the bed.
Cassie pressed the bottoms of her feet into mine, which had the
effect of spreading both of our legs. It also caused her nether lips
to part, giving me a fantastic view of her bare pussy in all its
glory. My cock was fully erect now, and I started to stroke myself.
Cassie turned the vibrator on to what sounded like a fairly high
speed and pushed it firmly against her clit.
"Fuck that's good," she moaned, wiggling her ass to
settle back into the pillows. "How are you doing big boy? Are
you going to cum?"
"I'm sure I will, but it may take a bit." We continued
on for a couple of minutes, the only sound in the room was the light
jazz on the speaker, and the pattern of buzzing coming from Cassie's
sex toy. I could see a telltale blush appear on Cassie's chest
between her tits. Her nipples were standing completely at attention.
"Okay. I'm going to cum," Cassie whispered quietly. "Uh,
uh, ah," she grunted.
"Wow. That was quick," I observed as Cassie relaxed her
legs.
"Yeah. This thing does the trick."
I have to admit, I felt a little jealous about how quickly the
device brought her pleasure. Cassie must have read my mind.
"Kyle, this thing makes me cum easily, but the orgasms aren't
as good as what you've given me. They feel great, sure, but they are
sharp and focused. With you, my whole body releases. It's like the
orgasm is crashing through me like a wave. It's like I feel safe to
surrender my entire being to you. Understand? This vibrator is good.
You're way better."
I smiled and nodded. Her words were exactly what I needed to hear.
"That said," she continued, "I'm going to fucking
cum again." And she did, undulating her hips as she went over
the edge.
She continued the cycle for almost a half hour. Sudden,
breath-stopping orgasm after orgasm. I think she came twelve times in
thirty minutes. I could have cum at almost any time, but I didn't
want Cassie's performance to end. I kept myself on edge and just kept
my eyes riveted on her beautiful, nude body. The pressure was
building in my balls, and I knew it would be a significant
ejaculation.
"Okay, I can't keep this up much longer," she said,
after her most recent ecstatic spasm. "Let me know when you are
ready to shoot, and I'll try to cum with you."
"I'm ready any time," I said. "I've been keeping
myself on edge."
"Not fair!" she protested. "I want to see you
spurt."
"Well I didn't want the show to end. So whenever you're
ready, I'm good to go."
Cassie fiddled with the controls on the vibrator and the intensity
of the buzzing increased dramatically. She bit her lip as she
re-positioned it on her bud.
"Ah, fuck. It won't be long," she wailed. She looked at
me and then dropped her gaze to my cock. The head of my cock was a
deep purple, and precum was streaming out.
"Okay, Kyle, I'm ready. I'm going to cum. Cum with me!"
she cried.
I started jacking myself feverishly, while I stared at the
vibrator seemingly permanently affixed between her legs. I felt the
familiar tingling burn that singled an imminent eruption. Cassie
yelped as her climax hit. She pulled her legs together tight and
hunched her shoulders, her wide eyes still staring at my crotch.
An instant later the first rope of my load shot out of the tip of
my cock and landed in a thick, gooey line across my chest. Three
other spurts followed, leaving a criss-cross of semen on my stomach
and chest. I continued to slowly pump my cock and the remaining juice
dribbled down my cock and onto my hand. I laid back into the pillows
and tried to slow my breathing. Cassie, chest flushed and legs
spread, looked across at me with a wide smile.
"That was so intense. I've been able to feel it when you've
gone off inside me, and obviously when you came in my mouth. Now I
know why. It's kind of like one of those super-soaker squirt guns."
"Ha. If you say so. Makes more of a mess than a squirt gun
though," I said, looking down at rivulets that ran from my neck
to my naval. "I should probably clean this up before it drips on
the sheets."
I stood and began to cross to the desk where there was a box of
tissues. My erection was still at three-quarters staff and pointing
parallel to the floor. And that was the instant; that the door to the
room opened, and Cassie's roommate Stephanie walked in.
She was wearing black yoga pants and a hoodie. The yoga pants
really showed off the shape of her slender legs and her
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Now. Kyle," she said. Her gaze dropped down to my crotch. She
paused and chewed on her lip. The head of my cock had emerged above
the waistband of my boxers, and I was pretty sure she could see it
throbbing. "We are going to be skipping foreplay this first
time, if it's alright with you," she continued. "Normally
I'd say we should go slow the first time, and get to know each
other's bodies, but there will be plenty of time for that. I've spent
the last twenty-four hours thinking about that monster cock plowing
my pussy, and I just want to be fucked, okay?"
All I could do was nod.
"Great. Usually though, skipping foreplay would cause a
problem for a girl. Lubrication." She reached into her
nightstand and retrieved a bottle of clear lubricant. "You
should probably get some of this for yourself. And please don't take
this the wrong way. Needing lubrication is not something to be
embarrassed about, it's just being realistic about the situation and
showing respect for your partner. Given your size, it's going to be,
how shall I say, a tight fit for most girls. A little lube will go a
long way. Now, I'm not sure we're going to need it, because I'm
really turned on just because of all the anticipation, and when I get
turned on, my pussy gets pretty damp."
She coyly spread her legs in front of her. Her eyes invited me to
look at her crotch. There was an obvious, dark blue wet spot where
her panties covered her mound. "See?" she asked. "But
just in case, we will have this handy. Another way to address the
issue is lubricated condoms. I don't suppose you brought any with
you?"
"God Cassie, I'm so sorry. I didn't even think about birth
control. I'm so stupid."
"That's okay Kyle, I'm on the pill. But really, a couple
should share in birth control responsibility. Don't always assume the
girl has it handled."
"I won't. Really, I'm sorry. And embarrassed."
"Don't be. You're a rookie. You get some leeway," she
said, chuckling as she waved in the direction of my groin. "And
you bring other assets to the table. One final thing. Again, without
foreplay, it can take a girl a while to get aroused. And I can't
usually cum unless my clit gets some, you know, attention. So if I
start rubbing my clit myself, don't get hung up on it. It's not
because you aren't performing. It means I'm close to the edge and
just need a little push. Are you good with all that? From the looks
of your cock you are."
I glanced down and saw that the purple head of my cock was now
completely above my boxers, and that my erection was so hard it was
holding the elastic of the waistband out from my stomach. "Yeah,
I'm good," I said with a stupid grin. The natural way that
Cassie had talked had relieved most of my nervousness and tension,
and my hormones were taking over. I was ready to share my virginity
with her.
"Then let's get started." Cassie stood up and reached
out for my hands. She pulled me up so that we were standing face to
face, next to the bed. "You know, it's flattering that I have
that effect on you," she said softly as she eyed my stiff cock.
"Let's put that thing to work." She knelt in front of me
and slowly pulled my boxers down to my ankles. My cock sprang forward
when it was released, and nearly hit her in the forehead. A small
drop of precum had already formed at my slit. Cassie touched it with
her index finger and gently spread it around my knob. I moaned at her
touch, and she stood up and took a step back.
"It's even bigger than I thought" she said. "And
that's a beautiful thing Kyle." With that, she crossed her arms
and pulled her camisole off over her head. She looked at me to see my
reaction. I tried not to gape at her. Her tits were perfect in
proportion to her body, firm and slightly upturned. They were
brilliantly white, set off by her summer tan lines. Her nipples were
a deep pink, protruding proudly from the center of small, lighter
pink aureoles.
"You're beautiful Cassie," I said. She smiled back at
me, and then cocked her head playfully as she hooked her thumbs in
the waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them until they fell
to her feet. She stepped out of them, stood with her legs apart and
looked up. She was putting herself on display for me.
Again, the tan lines from her bikini made it seem like a spotlight
was shining on her pubis mons, enhancing every detail. She had shaved
her mound completely bare, so I could see the darkened lips guarding
her entrance, and the glistening of the moisture that had dampened
her panties. I could smell her arousal as well, and it was wonderful.
"Fuck me Kyle. Fuck me now," she quietly urged as she
lay down on the bed and spread her legs. "Start slow. Give me
some time to adjust."
I carefully climbed onto the bed and moved up between her legs.
"Should I use some of the lubricant?" I asked, remembering
her prior instruction.
"Maybe a little," she said, handing me the bottle from
the nightstand.
I opened it a drizzled it onto my cock until it dripped down from
the head. I took my hand and ran it through the lube and then stroked
my cock to spread it around. When I was finished, I stretched across
Cassie and put the bottle back and then re positioned myself. I was
looking directly into the folds of her pussy. I could see the opening
of her cunt, and I could now see her erect clit peeking out from its
hood.

"Ready?" I asked.
"God yes. Just start slow."
I crept up her body until my cock made contact with her cleft.
Wanting to be gentle, I reached down and positioned the plum-sized
tip at the warm, wet entrance to her cunt. Then I removed my hand and
started to push my hips forward, relishing in the feeling of her cunt
opening to accept my cock. Cassie's eyes were closed tight, and she
was gripping the sheets with both hands. She grunted a little as the
head of my cock slipped inside her. I froze in place.
"Are you okay Cassie? Am I hurting you?"
"I'm fine. It's just I've never been split this wide before.
There are some new sensations. Keep going. But slow still."
I pushed forward again, and several inches of my cock slipped
easily in, assisted by the lubricant and Cassie's juices.
She let out a low moan. "So big. So big. Give me more."
Again I re positioned my hips between her thighs and fed her
hungry cunt more of my meat.
"Fuck that's good," she mumbled. "Is it all the way
in?"
"Almost. Not quite. You still okay?"
"Yes. Fill me with it Kyle. Fill me completely."
I gave a final thrust and felt the head of my cock hit the end of
her tunnel. I looked down, and saw that I was buried in her up to my
balls. The sensations were unbelievable. I could feel the walls of
her cunt gripping my cock like a vise. So warm and so wet. That she
would offer herself to me like this caused me to tear up. I leaned
down and gently kissed her.
"That's all of it," I whispered.
"It feels wonderful Kyle. I've never been stretched like
this. So deep. So big."
I slowly withdrew my cock until just the head remained inside her,
and then a little more quickly pushed it back in up to the hilt.
"Yes. Just like that," she moaned, gripping the sheets
so hard that her knuckles turned white.
Again I withdrew and then thrust back into her. And again. And
again. I knew if I went too fast, I would climax, and I wanted Cassie
to cum, so I tried to control my pace.
"Oh," Cassie gasped.
I couldn't help but to speed up my thrusting. I was feeling a
familiar buzzing at the base of my cock that alerted me to the fact
that I'd be past the point of no return in pretty short order.
"Um, uh, uh, uh," Cassie grunted in time with my
screwing, her tits jiggling sexily as I started to fuck her harder.
The skin between her tits began to blush red, as I continued to move,
in and out, in and out. Cassie let out a low growl, opened her eyes
and looked directly at me.
"Yes. Yes. Close. Close," she said. She raised her right
hand from the sheets and dropped it down to where our bodies were
joined. I couldn't see, but I surmised that she was rubbing her clit.
I'm glad she warned me about the move in advance. I was ecstatic that
she was on the edge. I started to pound her as fast as I could,
repeatedly pistoning my rod into her. Her pussy lips clung to my
girth as I rammed my cock head home again and again. Cassie's mouth
dropped open.
"Fuck Kyle. I'm cumming, I'm cumming," she wailed. Her
whole body spasmed and her legs shot out straight. Her cunt clamped
down and I could feel the muscular contractions on my cock.
"Ah, I'm going to shoot," I moaned as I felt my load
starting to blast deep into her canal. I jammed my cock in and held
it there as I filled her cunt with four or five massive wads of my
cum. Cassie wrapped her legs around me and pulled me further inside
her.
"Again. I'm cumming again," she moaned as a second,
softer orgasm overtook her. After a few moments, she moved her hand
up onto her stomach, unwrapped her legs, and let them fall to the
bed. I tried to roll a bit to the side so that I wasn't crushing her
tits, my cock still rock hard and lodged in her depths. She rocked
her hips gently back and forth so that my cock moved inside her.
"That was fantastic Kyle. I haven't come like that, like, ever.
Was it good for you? Was it what you expected?"
"Are you kidding? Amazing. Much, much better than I expected.
Obviously, I've never felt anything like it."
"Hmm," she sighed contentedly, as she continued to move
her hips. "So, do you think you can still go? I mean, are you
going to stay hard for a while?"
"Maybe? I don't know. I guess so."
"Good. Because I want more. Here. Move a sec." She
gently pushed me off her and directed me to sit back. Then she turned
around and got on her hands and knees with her beautiful pussy facing
me, framed by her perfectly firm ass. She grabbed her pillows and
stuffed them under her stomach and put her elbows on the bed. She
spread her legs a bit, elevated her ass and looked back at me over
her shoulder. "Take me from behind. It's my favorite position.
And you'll be able to get deeper."
My mouth went dry with anticipation. Her face had a wanton
expression of lust etched on it. She was a green-eyed tigress, and
she knew what she wanted. I slowly nodded at her and got up on my
knees. Looking down, I saw that her cunt was slightly agape, and I
could see a small collection of fluid, a mixture of lubricant and our
juices, dripping from her opening.
"Fast or slow?" I asked.
"Fast. Very fast. And very hard. Pound me Kyle. Make me cum."
Once again, I placed the purple head of my steel hard erection at
the entrance to her pussy and plunged forward to skewer her on my
cock. I was hoping I could meet her expectations. Having just cum, I
figured I could hold out for quite some time, especially with how
slick she was, so I was determined to fuck her with abandon.
Cassie arched her back and rocked back to take my cock as deeply
as she could as I repeatedly drove it home. It took a few moments,
but we quickly fell into a rhythm. The sound of my thighs slapping
against her ass filled the room as I sank my cock balls-deep into
her. She was whimpering and moaning constantly, but I knew now it was
from pleasure and not from pain. Before long, Cassie snaked an arm
through the pillows to between her legs. I felt her fingers on my
cock as it moved in and out of her hole.
"I'm almost there Kyle. Keep going. Keep going," she
panted, as she moved her fingers to her clit. I kept up the pace,
slamming into her as hard as I could.
She was unintelligible as her orgasm hit. Her upper body collapsed
onto the bed, and she buried her face in a pillow. Her legs twitched
uncontrollably and I knew she was cumming. I was going to stop, but
she was still furiously fingering her clit, so I figured she was
sincere when she said she wanted her pussy plowed.
I pulled out of Cassie briefly, and got up onto my feet. She
groaned in protest as I withdrew, but I quickly crouched low over her
backside and reinserted my cock. In this position, I could penetrate
even deeper. It also created a lot more friction on my cock, and
started to move me toward shooting another load. Cassie continued to
incessantly frig herself at this point, and it seemed like she was
just riding wave after wave of orgasms, but she kept at it, even
spread her legs farther for me to have better access. I took
advantage, fucking her so hard and fast that I started to get light
headed from the exertion. All the while, I was relishing the
incredible sensations. My orgasm hit me by surprise. In a matter of
two or three strokes, my cock exploded and I pumped a second huge
load of jizz into Cassie's cunt. I immediately collapsed on my
stomach next to her, and tried to catch my breath. She had gone
still, and was quietly panting, facing away from me. We lay there for
a good five minutes, catching our breath. Then Cassie turned to face
me and drew me close to her.
"Wow. That was incredible. Satisfied with your first time?
Better than flying solo?" She asked, teasingly. I laughed.
"Yes and yes."
"Was the experience what you expected? Did it live up to your
dreams?"
"I'm not sure I ever got this far in my dreams. I've never
really thought having sex with a specific person, you know? Being
with you like this; I can't put it into words how special it is. Are
you sure it was good for you?"
"In terms of orgasms, that was the best sex I've ever had,"
she replied.
"Just in terms of orgasms?"
"Don't take offense Kyle. Sex is more than orgasms,
especially for girls. We skipped the foreplay tonight on purpose of
course. But then there's all sorts of stuff that adds to the
experience. The candlelit dinner. The sensual massage. The romantic
environment. Holding hands. Pillow talk. It's kind of the inventory
of things that differentiate having sex from making love. We just had
sex. I mean look, we're in a twin bed in a dorm room, and I had to
stick my face in the pillow so everyone on the floor wouldn't hear me
screaming as I came on your cock. I can't completely release with
those kinds of thoughts in the back of my head; I came close though."
She smiled as she punched me lightly in the chest. "And I will
be really disappointed if we ever do it and you leave right away
after. No wham, bam, thank you ma'am allowed. I like to cuddle after.
Unless we both know it's going to be a quickie. Sometimes, if I'm
really horny, I just want to cum and then get on with my day. You
good with that?"
"Yes. Sure. I'm just a little, I don't know, overwhelmed. I
understand everything you've said. I just hope I don't disappoint
you. I feel like you're in the teacher role, and I'm the student."
"Not teacher-student. Partners. Co-pilot and co-pilot. I
don't mean to lecture you. I'm just trying to help you get over your
nerves." Cassie gave me a big hug and started to kiss me gently
on the lips. I put my hand on the back of her head and held her to
me, returning the kisses while I ran my fingers through her hair.
"Hmm," she sighed. "Good cuddling, partner. But I
need to run to the bathroom and freshen up. I'm kind of a mess; down
there." She nodded toward her waist. I started to apologize, but
before I could get the words out, she cut me off. "No sorries
from you now. It was a team effort. Just stay here. I'll be right
back."
Cassie got out of bed, pulled her panties on, and threw on a
bathrobe. She grabbed a washcloth and towel, got her shower bag out
of a drawer and left the room. I turned on my back and stared at the
ceiling. I had to laugh, thinking about how she caught me adjusting
myself during the movie just a few short weeks ago. And me thinking
my cock was something to hide. Now Cassie had seen it in all its
glory, and I had been able to bring her pleasure.
Cassie returned to the room and stowed her bath kit. "You ARE
spending the night with me, right?" she asked.
"Yes Cassie. I don't want to be anywhere else."
"Good," she said with a grin. She hung her robe up,
dropped her panties and climbed naked back into bed. She lay next to
me and idly started to run her fingers through my chest hair. "I
didn't mean to freak you out with all the instructions before. You
know, romantic dinners and massages and stuff. We don't have to hurry
to check all those boxes. I just need you to understand there has to
be more to our relationship than sexual activity. I want a
companion."
"I completely get that. Completely. And I want the same. I
may be a dunce sometimes though. Like not getting that you had an
interest in me beyond friendship. And not thinking about the birth
control and stuff. And to be honest, I'm really in over my head on
the sex stuff. So if I'm being stupid or doing something wrong,
please tell me."
"Deal," she said as she gave me another little kiss.
"And the only thing you maybe did wrong was to wear me out. I'm
spent. Which is exactly what I asked for. Are you okay going to sleep
a little early?"
"Of course." I nodded and gave her a hug. Cassie rolled
over on her side and pushed back into me with her backside. I draped
an arm over her, rested my hand across her chest and pulled her tight
to me. She mewled in appreciation and wiggled her ass against my now
flaccid cock. "Can I ask you something Cassie?"
"Of course."
"Why me? I mean, I'm not the big man on campus type. And I
still feel out of my league socially. You're so confident and
outgoing. Why settle for the idiot farm boy?"
"Don't sell yourself short Kyle. You aren't a total idiot,"
she said with a soft laugh, "and you're the first guy I've met
in a while that didn't check me out physically when we first met. I
can't tell you how irritating it is to first meet a guy and have his
eyes immediately go to my tits. Now that I've gotten to know you a
bit, I'm happy with what I've found. The quiet, mysterious thing you
have going is attractive to me."
"More like awkward and painfully shy," I responded.
"Ha. Hardly," she said with a giggle. "Good night,
big boy." In about two minutes she was snoring softly. I lay
quietly next to her just enjoying the fragrance of her hair, the
smoothness of her skin, and the warmth of her body against mine. Her
shallow, regular breathing relaxed any tension or nervousness I had.
She felt safe, lying nude in bed beside me. I felt so close to her,
both physically and emotionally. A pleasant feeling of wonderment
came over me as I drifted off to sleep.
When I awoke the next morning, I was momentarily confused about
where I was. It only took a second for the events of the previous
evening to come rushing back. Cassie and I were tangled together in
the small bed. She was on her back and I was on my side. The sheet
had dropped down so that Cassie's tits were on display, her gorgeous
nipples like cherries on an ice cream sundae. My cock, which was
already semi-hard with a morning erection, came quickly to full staff
and started to poke Cassie in the hip. I shifted a bit away from her,
trying not to wake her up, but she stirred as her eyes fluttered
open.
"You are beautiful in the morning," I said.
"Hmm. Just in the morning?" she asked, rolling on her
side to face me.
"No! Of course not. You are always beautiful," I replied
with an embarrassed smirk.
"You say the nicest things Kyle," she said as she ran a
finger down my chest towards my waist, where it ran into my now
raging hard-on. She wrapped her fingers around it and started to
stroke it slowly. "Looks like you are fully awake," she
said, lifting the sheet with the other hand to watch her
ministrations. I dropped my hand down between her legs in search of
her slit, but she gently grabbed my wrist and moved my hand back up
between us.
"I'm pretty sore this morning Kyle." She saw me start to
frown. "Don't worry, it's a good sore. Like what yo
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July 19 A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 1
A Farm Boy Goes To College: Part 1.
Kyle's horizons expand when he leaves the farm
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I grew up on my parents' Midwestern dairy farm. I have one sister
who is six years older than I am, so she was long gone before I came
of age. Dairy farming is a tough business, especially with a large
herd. My mom and dad managed one hundred and seventy-five milking
cows, and it's an every day responsibility. They had hired hands
while we were growing up, but that cuts into the already slim profit
margins, so when I was in eighth grade, they made it clear that they
expected me to help out. I was a small, skinny kid at that point, and
didn't contribute that much at first. But as I matured, I was able to
pull my own weight, and eventually they were able to downsize the
hired staff.
The work was hard, but I enjoyed it. The major downside was that I
had to be up early to do morning chores before school, and go
straight home from school every day to do more work. It was
especially trying during the dark winter months. In retrospect, I
missed out on a lot of the typical high school experience because of
that. I couldn't do sports or other extracurricular activities. As a
result, I was pretty introverted and didn't have a big circle of
friends. I never dated anyone, so I was pretty sexually naive beyond
what I saw on the internet. And being in a rural area, internet
speeds were maddeningly slow. Streaming porn was basically a waste of
time because of all the service interruptions. Mainly I read "dirty"
stories on a variety of sites, and masturbated myself to orgasm. Of
course, I knew about the birds and the bees. Living on a farm, animal
breeding is just a thing that happens and my parents explained it
all. They took a very clinical approach about it though, and didn't
really delve into the human sexuality aspect of things.
The friends I Did have were all serious about school. So was I. I
wanted to get into a good college or university and pursue something
other than dairy farming. My parents understood, and didn't press me
on it. They were witness to the regular demise of family farms in our
county, and were planning to sell the farm at some point and retire
anyway. So my routine was basically cows, school, cows, eat,
homework, sleep. By the time I turned eighteen and was a senior in
high school, my body had developed. I'm six foot two, and back then I
was a pretty lean one hundred and eight-five pounds. I was in really
good shape because of all the physical farm labor.
The summer before my senior year, my parents came home from dinner
with friends on a neighboring farm, and asked to have a talk. The
discussions at dinner were apparently centered on the fact that I was
not being allowed to have the normal high school experience. It had
never really occurred to them, I guess. My sister hadn't taken to
farm work the same way I did, and being the first kid, she had been
able to negotiate more time away from daily chores. They profusely
apologized and insisted that I take more time this last school year
for extracurriculars. I told them it was no big deal, and that I
liked the farm, but they stood their ground. They said they'd get
some more part-time help for just this year. They pointed out that
realistically, they'd be doing that in the next ten months when I
went away to school anyway, so they might as well figure it out now.
I protested occasionally the next couple of weeks, but by
mid-August, when the school year was on the horizon, I actually
started to look forward to some more free time and so the issue was
settled. Now the only problem was what was I going to do to? It
wasn't until my eighteenth birthday just before Labor Day that I had
any idea what I might try. That weekend, I had a few of my close
circle of friends over to swim in the pond on our property and grill
out over a campfire. I told them how my parents were letting me loose
from farm responsibilities, and asked them what sort of stuff I
should pursue. After a lot of good-natured ribbing mixed with serious
discussion, I concluded joining the cross-country team was something
that interested me. I was as physically fit as anyone I knew, and had
always enjoyed running. Several of the guys had been on the team
since our freshman year. They had good things to say about the coach
and the camaraderie of the group. So it was settled.
The team had already started captain-led practices at that point,
so I had to go ask the coach for permission to come on the team as a
late joiner. My friends vouched for me and I think the coach could
see I was in shape, so he gave me a copy of the practice and meet
schedule and the team rules, directed me to get our family doctor to
sign an athletics health approval, and told me to be at practice
after the first day of the fall semester. I did all that, and went to
the mall in town to pick up some good running shoes and practice
gear.
I showed up for the first day of practice, feeling a little guilty
that I hadn't gotten straight on the bus after school to get home for
chores. Hanging with the other guys on the team though, stretching
before we started running, joking around, reliving the first day of
school; I realized I hadn't known what I had been missing. We broke
down who had what teachers, the opening weekend NFL games, which
girls had "blossomed" over the summer. General guy stuff. I
silently thanked my parents for seeing their way to letting me have
the opportunity.
Regardless, I couldn't rid myself of the guilt of not helping on
the farm. To try to make amends, that first week I skipped showering
and left as soon as practice was over to get home. It was a futile
effort, mostly because by the time I got home it was time for dinner,
and my mom made me shower before we ate. And I had homework from
several AP classes I had to get to after the meal. I wasn't helping
out at all. It eased my mind that the new hired hand got rave reviews
from my dad. He was already of the opinion that the guy would be a
great long-term employee. So after five days of trying to clear my
conscience, I threw in the towel and decided it would be better to
just concentrate on school and cross country.
That next Monday, I made the switch. I stuck around with the rest
of the team in the locker room after practice. There was a great vibe
and I felt great being accepted as a member of a team for the first
time since probably youth soccer in sixth grade. I realized I hadn't
even really been in a locker room since middle school gym class when
most boys were still waiting for that first wisp of facial hair. Gym
was an elective class at our high school, and I avoided it to load up
on academic subjects. I mean, it's not like I wasn't getting any
exercise at home.
After a while, the joking died down and guys started to strip off
their practice gear and head to the showers. I did the same and
grabbed a shower just inside the shower room door. I faced the wall
with my head directly under the shower and let the water just wash
over me. Then I turned around and let the water run down my back.
I'll never forget the next couple of minutes as long as I live.
"Oh my god Kyle," one of the guys exclaimed. "That's
a serious tool!"
I looked around at the rest of the team and saw that every one of
them was staring at my crotch. Some of their mouths hung open in
what? Disbelief? Awe? Disgust? Envy? Looking back, I've never really
been able to decide.
I took a quick survey of everyone else's "equipment",
and immediately understood that, to my surprise and dismay, I was
different. My penis was larger than any of those in the shower room.
Quite a bit larger. I didn't know then, but I do now, that my penis
is just a little less than ten inches long when erect. The diameter
is a bit over two inches. Flaccid, none of my teammates' organs were
even two thirds the size of mine. For whatever reason, ignorance I
suppose, I was horrified. It didn't help that everyone else was
looking at me and nervously laughing. Embarrassed, I turned and fled
the shower, hurriedly threw on my clothes, and bolted for home.
I never went back to cross country practice. A couple of the guys
tried to talk me into it, but I felt too ashamed. Stupid, I know, but
like I said, I was naive. I made up an excuse for the coach that my
family needed me back for work on the farm, and I told my family I
was having trouble keeping up with classes and had to drop cross
country. I promised them I was staying at school with study groups,
so that they would think I was still getting some social experience.
There was some truth to that, but most of the time, I studied by
myself. The reality was that any number of times I would look up and
catch groups of girls whispering and giggling while looking my way,
or the laughter at a table of my friends would dry up as I
approached. I knew that word was out about my abnormally large
genitalia. Prior to my "unveiling", I had allowed myself to
start to think about getting to know some of the girls in my class
better and maybe even dating, but if I wasn't introverted before, I
sure was now. Needless to say, when I left for college at the end of
the next summer, I was still a virgin.
I was thrilled to be accepted to the flagship university in our
state, and was eager to turn the page on my high school years. My
parents helped me pack up my things and drove me the three hours to
college. With a firm handshake from my dad, and a tearful hug from my
mom, I was suddenly alone in my dorm room. The dorm was coed, with
girls' rooms grouped around a women's bathroom in kind of a pod,
alternating with boys' rooms arranged the same way. There was a ton
of commotion as more kids got dropped off by their parents just like
I had. I said some awkward hellos as people went past, and busied
myself with unpacking. It wasn't long before my roommate arrived. I
had chosen to be randomly assigned, and Justin was from Chicago. We
had emailed and talked a couple of times to kind of split up what to
bring, and he seemed like a pretty normal guy.
That first week at school is kind of a blur. I had to get used to
classes in a multitude of buildings, figure out where and when I was
going to study, try to get to know my roommate and others on our
floor; typical college orientation stuff. I tried to challenge myself
to venture out of my comfort zone and be more socially involved.
College was a blank slate after high school, and I wanted to make the
most of it.
At the end of the first week, I felt like I was beginning to
settle in. Justin and I were really hitting it off. I got the sense
he was kind of a class clown, but he seemed to sincerely want to get
to know me. He had his eyes trained closely on the women on our
floor. He told me his high school girlfriend had dumped him over the
summer and he was "taking applications for her replacement".
I had to laugh at that. I had homework under control, and knew my
daily routine. I even figured out when I could get some workouts in
at the rec center. It felt good to lift and swim or run. I didn't
want my fitness to suffer after years of being in good shape.
On Thursday, I came back to the dorm after a long run, in dire
need of a shower. I grabbed my bath kit and a towel, and headed to
the bathroom in shorts and flip flops. When I was done, I went back
to our room where Justin was watching sports news on his tablet. I
had almost started to strip down when I realized that to change
clothes, I would either have to awkwardly try to hide myself, or that
he was going to see my privates. I stood there in a brief moment of
panic and uncertainty, and then decided I couldn't go through the
entire school year this way. I mean, we were going to be living
together in a twelve by fourteen foot room. There wasn't going to be
a whole lot of privacy. I steeled myself, took a deep breath, and
tried to nonchalantly drop my shorts while at the same time digging
in my drawer for a new pair of boxers.
At exactly that moment, Justin looked up and asked, "So how
are we going to survive as roommates when we are fans of different
NFL..." His voice trailed off, and I saw that his eyes had gone
wide, and he was staring at my groin.
"Wow man. Sorry. Um. Just. Shit. Sorry!" he mumbled.
"I'll bet you're a hit with ladies, am I right?" he said,
trying to cover his nervousness with a fake laugh.
I couldn't help but chuckle. "I wish. I've never really
dated. Too much to do on the farm. So no real free time."
"Well. It's a target-rich environment here. I think you will
make some girl very happy."
"Really? More likely to scare them off I think."
"Are you kidding? Dude, assets of that size get a healthy
return on investment. Or so I've been told," he said with a
silly smile. "Can you tell I'm a Business Admin major?"
I chuckled quietly as I quickly pulled my boxers on. "Hey,
don't tell anyone about my, you know, stuff, okay? Kids in high
school made fun of me, and I'd rather not repeat that experience."
"Kyle, your secret is safe with me. Trust me. But seriously
man, it is an asset. I'll freely admit, I'm jealous."
Truth be told, that admission stunned me. For almost a year, I had
considered myself to be an oddity. Now a guy my age was jealous of
the size of my cocks? Still, I couldn't quite accept the fact that
maybe I wasn't a freak.
When Friday came, our RA announced several social activities for
the weekend that were designed to be icebreakers. Trying to get as
many people on the dorm floor to know as many of their dorm mates as
possible. One that caught my eye that seemed to be low risk was a
movie screening on Saturday night, in the common room at the end of
the hall. The common room was set up with a nice big screen TV with
surround sound, some really comfortable chairs and couches and a
small kitchenette where you could prepare popcorn and snacks. They
were going to show Shakespeare in Love, which I had never heard of. I
figured it was some sort of historical non-fiction, but Justin told
me it was more of a comedic drama with a super cast.
"It's a great choice because girls like it too. It should be
a good event. Besides, I wouldn't mind getting to know some of the
women on the floor. They've been kind of traveling in packs this
week. I'd like to talk to some of them one on one." He was
obviously all in, so I decided to go as well.
Saturday night came and Justin wanted to get to the common room
early. "We want to get good seats, and also have a chance to
socialize. All that I'm going to get is shushed if I try to talk to a
girl during the movie." I agreed that was logical, so we made
our way down the hall a half hour before the movie was supposed to
start.
Entering the common room, I saw that Justin had been right. There
were a handful of guys there, but the group was about seventy percent
women. There were a number of small groups standing and talking,
primarily sorted by gender.
"Let's get a couple of sodas and get in there," Justin
said. The RA had several ice buckets with sodas and mineral water on
the counter. We each dug through and made a selection, and then
Justin put his hand in the middle of my back and pushed me toward a
group of three girls that were standing by the window. "Come on,
Kyle," he urged. "Time to meet some ladies!"
Reluctantly, I walked with him up to the girls. Justin had met one
of them before, but I had not met any of them, so there were
introductions all around. Justin was a natural extrovert, and
completely at ease. He asked all sorts of questions that drove the
conversation. What high school did you go to? Have you decided on a
major? Who is roommates with who? That kind of stuff. I stood there
mostly silent, or answered questions in the least amount of words
possible. I'm sure I didn't make a sparkling first impression with
any of them.
One of the girls though, Cassandra ("I go by Cassie"),
really caught my eye. She was cute in a pixie sort of way. She
couldn't have been more than five foot two or three, with light brown
hair that curled in ringlets down to her shoulders. She had a little
button nose, and dimples when she smiled. What really struck me
though, were her green eyes. Mesmerizing is the only word I can think
of to describe them. Or intense maybe. She had a mischievous grin, a
great laugh, and a kind, easy air about her. My mind was racing to
try to come up with a good question for her, but my thoughts were
interrupted by the RA announcing that he was going to start the
movie.
Everyone moved to sit down. Most of the couches were claimed by
three or four girls. Justin managed to finagle a spot on a couch with
two of the girls we had been talking to. There were two armchairs
next to that couch. Cassie plopped down in the one closest to Justin
and her friends, and I quickly got myself seated in the next armchair
over.
"Hey Kyle, why don't you make a popcorn run for everyone?"
Justin asked with a grin. There was no way he was going to risk
losing his place on the couch, and I couldn't really blame him.
"Sure. Okay," I kind of stammered. "Everyone want
some?" All the girls nodded, so I went to the kitchenette and
filled five small bags of popcorn from a big bowl on the counter, and
then hurried back to deliver them before someone stole my seat. When
I handed a bag to Cassie, she smiled up at me with those dimples and
green eyes.
"Thanks Kyle," she said. Her fingers made contact with
mine as she took the bag. I almost melted on the spot. All I could do
was nod and then sit down. I was relieved as the lights dimmed,
allowing me to get my wits about me in the darkness.
The movie really was pretty good. Initially just pretty comical,
but about a third of the way through, the love story sub-plot was
introduced. There is a bedroom scene where Gwyneth Paltrow's
character loses her virginity to Shakespeare. It's not hard core or
anything, but her tits are displayed and her nipples are quite erect.
I hadn't masturbated for a couple of weeks, primarily because I
had been busy packing at home. Then, when I got to the dorm, there
just hadn't been an opportunity with Justin around. So my hormones
were up. Watching the sex on screen, I was getting pretty aroused,
and my cocks was soon "up" too. Bound by my underwear and
my shorts, it was starting to get uncomfortable. Without really
thinking, I reached down to adjust my pants to give my swelling cocks
some space. I heard a little giggle from Cassie's direction and
looked over to her with a sinking feeling in my stomach. Sure enough,
she was watching my hands on my crotch with one eyebrow raised and a
wry smile on her face.
I was mortified. I turned away from her and looked straight ahead.
I quickly put both hands on the arms of the chair and gripped them
until my fingernails were white. I'm sure I was blushing a deep shade
of red. What an idiot. How could I forget there were other people in
the room? I couldn't stay there next to her. I was too embarrassed. I
stood quickly and hurried quietly out of the common room, and left
the dorm to clear my head.
I managed to avoid Cassie for several days. It was inevitable that
I would bump into her, since we lived on the same floor, but I wanted
as much time to pass as possible before that happened. Turns out, she
had other ideas. She cornered me Wednesday night. I was sitting alone
in the dorm cafeteria and out of nowhere she sat down in the chair
across from me and dropped her back pack on the floor.
"You're a hard guy to find," she said. "I kinda
think you might be avoiding me."
"Um. No, not really," I mumbled as I tried to avoid her
gaze.
"Not really? So that's a yes." She leaned forward and
lowered her voice. "Look, Kyle. I'm sorry if I made you
uncomfortable somehow Saturday night. I shouldn't have laughed. I'm
sure Gwyneth would be flattered."
"Can we not talk about this, please?" I said, forcing
myself to make eye contact. I could feel myself starting to blush.
"It's natural you know, nothing to be ashamed of. And it's
not like it's the first time I've seen a guy get hard," she
said.
"Maybe a little TMI," I said. I was shocked she was
being so open.
"I have nothing to hide, and I'm not afraid to say that I
enjoy sex. Like I said, it's natural. As long as it's between
consenting adults, I'm all for it. And how should I put it? Flying
solo can be really good too. I think most girls have a little
vibrating friend they rely on." I stared at her with my mouth
open in a stunned silence. I couldn't belie
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