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MY TRUE SEX STORIES OF STUDENT LONG LASTING LOVE, LATE SEVENTIES
First super sex I had as a student going steady with freshman slender sensual sexy Stella Maris.
It took me a few weeks before she let me finally fondle and finger her secretly at a s1eep-over with many more students and freshmen. I didn't break her hymen, but it did break the ice. Stella Maris started to spend most nights at me. For convenience, as I lived in a dorm in old town, and for some super sex together at a regular basis.
Stella Maris I met at her first day at Amsterdam University. As a senior student I often led groups of freshmen during their first week in town, in a light programme of getting to know the University and cultural events in the city. An ideal deal for me: usually broke after a Summer holiday, I got food for free for five days, lots of entertainment and always a fair chance of conquering a cute beauty from the dozen I led, or perhaps picking up another attractive tasty teen.
Stella Maris is clearly the best beauty among seven sexy tasty teen girls in my group: a shy tall blonde beauty with a ballet figure and way of walking. Curious for her looks I proposed, with the warm Indian Summer in early September, to skip the program at Wednesday and go together to the beach of the North Sea at less than twenty miles.
I make sure to lay down next to Stella Maris in the warm sand to chat a bit with her and get a good look from close at her beauties. Indeed she practises ballet twice a week. She loves ballroom dancing. As first evenings out in Amsterdam had lasted well into the night, many dozed off for a power nap in the warm sand and sun.
Stella Maris also closes her eyes, offering me occasion to try to undress her further by my eyes. She wears only a tiny tight light-blue bikini. Small hips and a flat belly, I peek inside trying to get a glimpse of her pubes. I turn to my belly to dream further from what I saw and to hide my hard-on. I poke it in the warm sand. I feel like making love to Mother Earth where she is warmest.
Stella Maris takes me a few weeks to conquer. I ask her out several times and gallantly bring her back by bicycle to her room in the posh neighbourhood of the old Olympic Stadium down South near the ring. One weekend she agrees to come along to a party at a houseboat outside Amsterdam, together with a few other freshmen we had met. We drink and dance together to the early hours of the night before we finally lay down in our s1eeping bags close to each other.
In the large dark room she silently let me kiss her passionately and fondle her firm breasts. Slowly my left hand dwells further down her belly to play with the blonde curls down there. Softly I caress her love lips with a few fingers. For sure she gets very wet! She bites her lips as she comes, trying hard not wake up anyone of the couple of dozen students there.
On our way back to Amsterdam with a befriended young couple of freshmen, living at the same dorm as I do, they acknowledge they had watched us in the dim light, curious whether my conquer of her would finally work out well. Marina is also a tall blonde and of comparable beauty. Later she would play a large role in both our love lives.
Stella Maris offering me at a daily base some super sex starts from next instalment. She soon lets me discover our tasty daily ritual to wake up with well timed mutual orgasms from fucking her hard from behind while she lays at her belly, so she can play with her love lips to help her coming.
Next hot memories are her practising ballet naked in my small dorm room and our first long Summer holiday, camping out for free behind the beach at the isle of Corsica in the South of France, where we were naked most of the day. Sometimes we were watched by field workers hiding in the bushes while we had steaming sex in the hot sand between the beach and the vineyards where they were working.
A few Summers later, we invite Marina along on a long holiday at a small summer house of her folks at the Spanish Costa Brava. For a few weeks we played role games, switching every day between 'sub' and 'Dom(me)' or 'slave', 'servant' and 'Mistress' or 'Master'. My first sexy SM experiences with my S.M. and in the second week with Marina as well.
We warmly welcome your warm words of praise
and likes by your 'thumbs up' - Poet PETER
First super sex I had as a student going steady with freshman slender sensual sexy Stella Maris.
It took me a few weeks before she let me finally fondle and finger her secretly at a s1eep-over with many more students and freshmen. I didn't break her hymen, but it did break the ice. Stella Maris started to spend most nights at me. For convenience, as I lived in a dorm in old town, and for some super sex together at a regular basis.
Stella Maris I met at her first day at Amsterdam University. As a senior student I often led groups of freshmen during their first week in town, in a light programme of getting to know the University and cultural events in the city. An ideal deal for me: usually broke after a Summer holiday, I got food for free for five days, lots of entertainment and always a fair chance of conquering a cute beauty from the dozen I led, or perhaps picking up another attractive tasty teen.
Stella Maris is clearly the best beauty among seven sexy tasty teen girls in my group: a shy tall blonde beauty with a ballet figure and way of walking. Curious for her looks I proposed, with the warm Indian Summer in early September, to skip the program at Wednesday and go together to the beach of the North Sea at less than twenty miles.
I make sure to lay down next to Stella Maris in the warm sand to chat a bit with her and get a good look from close at her beauties. Indeed she practises ballet twice a week. She loves ballroom dancing. As first evenings out in Amsterdam had lasted well into the night, many dozed off for a power nap in the warm sand and sun.
Stella Maris also closes her eyes, offering me occasion to try to undress her further by my eyes. She wears only a tiny tight light-blue bikini. Small hips and a flat belly, I peek inside trying to get a glimpse of her pubes. I turn to my belly to dream further from what I saw and to hide my hard-on. I poke it in the warm sand. I feel like making love to Mother Earth where she is warmest.
Stella Maris takes me a few weeks to conquer. I ask her out several times and gallantly bring her back by bicycle to her room in the posh neighbourhood of the old Olympic Stadium down South near the ring. One weekend she agrees to come along to a party at a houseboat outside Amsterdam, together with a few other freshmen we had met. We drink and dance together to the early hours of the night before we finally lay down in our s1eeping bags close to each other.
In the large dark room she silently let me kiss her passionately and fondle her firm breasts. Slowly my left hand dwells further down her belly to play with the blonde curls down there. Softly I caress her love lips with a few fingers. For sure she gets very wet! She bites her lips as she comes, trying hard not wake up anyone of the couple of dozen students there.
On our way back to Amsterdam with a befriended young couple of freshmen, living at the same dorm as I do, they acknowledge they had watched us in the dim light, curious whether my conquer of her would finally work out well. Marina is also a tall blonde and of comparable beauty. Later she would play a large role in both our love lives.
Stella Maris offering me at a daily base some super sex starts from next instalment. She soon lets me discover our tasty daily ritual to wake up with well timed mutual orgasms from fucking her hard from behind while she lays at her belly, so she can play with her love lips to help her coming.
Next hot memories are her practising ballet naked in my small dorm room and our first long Summer holiday, camping out for free behind the beach at the isle of Corsica in the South of France, where we were naked most of the day. Sometimes we were watched by field workers hiding in the bushes while we had steaming sex in the hot sand between the beach and the vineyards where they were working.
A few Summers later, we invite Marina along on a long holiday at a small summer house of her folks at the Spanish Costa Brava. For a few weeks we played role games, switching every day between 'sub' and 'Dom(me)' or 'slave', 'servant' and 'Mistress' or 'Master'. My first sexy SM experiences with my S.M. and in the second week with Marina as well.
We warmly welcome your warm words of praise
and likes by your 'thumbs up' - Poet PETER
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