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I am five feet tall and weigh ninety-five pounds, a slim and dainty girl.
I was at a club with three girlfriends drinking and dancing when I spotted
a good-looking guy who was giving me the eye.

I smiled at him and he finally asked me to dance. I gladly accepted.
We looked like Mutt and Jeff, as he was six-four and over two hundred pounds.
My nipples were erect with desire as they poked into his lower chest.
We danced several times, until my panties were soaking wet.

I couldn't believe the effect he was having on me, and I knew I wanted to leave my friends
and go somewhere with him. He suggested that we leave and I quickly bid my friends goodbye.

As soon as we got into his car, he turned to me and kissed me gently.

I responded by sucking his tongue into my mouth. I was not very experienced with sex at the time,
having made love only three times, but with Frank it seemed that I knew what to do.
He cupped my breats through my lacy bra, and I tingled all over.
His hands roamed all over me as he felt me through my clothes.

Breathing hard, I opened my legs when his hand started creeping from my knee to my crotch.
I couldn't believe this was me, shy little Pam, with my legs spread and a stranger fingering
my lacy panties, which were drenched with my juices.

Frank cupped my swelling pussy, and I moaned when his fingers pushed into it.
I spread my legs wider to get more of this wonderful feeling.
Frank slid off the car seat and moved my seat all the way back.
Then he got in front of me as I slid my my lower body toward him.
He held my legs open and moved his head between them.

I couldn't believe he was actually going to eat me.

I had heard from oral sex from my girlfriends, but never dreamt that I,
shy as I was, would ever experience it. I had never been so wet before.
I was so squishy it felt like I had peed in my pants.

Frank sighed as he smelled my pussy and then he kissed it.
The feeling was new to me, but oh, so wonderful. I knew I was hooked.
He began licking the the crotch of my wet panties up and down, and then from side to side.
I bucked my pussy against his face put my hands at the back of his head, pulling his face into my sex.
His tongue made slurping noices as he sucked me. It was heavenly and I exploded in an orgasm.

But Frank kept licking until I thought I'd die from all the pleasure. The feel of his tongue
on the wet fabric of my panties was so exquisite, I never wanted him to stop.

Eventually Frank did stop his wonderful licking and kissed my thighs and legs.

We kissed for hours in that parking lot but didn't do anthing else.
Frank was so sweet and I appreciated his not rushing me into anything before I was ready.
Sensing my shyness and inexperience, he had been content just to eat me.

We began dating and saw each other every day for two weeks.
In this period Frank continued to to drive me crazy with his tongue.
I gladly shed my panties so hecould drink my juices with his beautiful mouth.

I saw Frank's prick for the first time after we'd been dating for ten days.

His prick was seven inches long and as thick around as my wrist.
I first noticed his tool when he held it in his fist while he was licking my crotch.
I had never wanted to suck a guy's prick until I met Frank. The sight of it made me juice heavily.
As he was eating me, we both slid around so that I was on top of him.

I opened my eyes, and there before my lips was Frank's prick.
I had an overwhelming desire to open my mouth and suck it, and I did just that.
It felt smooth and velvetly in my mouth, and I knew I had found real joy.

I came as Frank's tongue opened my pussy and went deep inside of me.

My head started bobbing up and down as I got accustomed to Frank's hardness.
I could not believe I had a prick down my throat. I felt like a real slut. I thought,
"What would my family say if they knew I was sucking my boyfriend's prick like a lustcrazed woman?

I continued sucking and came again and again.
When Frank came, his prick jerked in my sucking mouth, and I gulped down his sweet cream.
Then I licked his beautiful prick clean while he did the same to my swollen pussy.
Frank and I finally fucked, and it was beautiful.

We married after going together for two-and-a-half years, all that time we fucked like rabbits.

We are very happy, and I like nothing better than for Frank to lift my dress or pull down my tight
slacks and start licking my moist panties. Frank says he loves my pussy smell, and he will eat me
at the drop of a hat. He says he especially loves it when I've been wearing my panties for most of
the day and my smell is more noticeable.

Frank is a beautiful human being and loves my pussy so much.

I have seen him smelling my soiled panties when he didn't know I was watching.
Any girl would love a man who eats her to orgasm time and time again, in the most outrageous places.
I especially love it when Frank and I eat each other at the same time, because I truly love his sweet
prick as much as he loves my pussy.

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She moves with graceful feline elegance. With dusky brown skin, long glossy black hair, come to bed eyes, beautiful lips just made for sucking dick, slim waste and flat stomach and very long, slender legs she is stunning. The way she moves and her beauty combine to craft one of the sexiest looking woman I’d ever seen and I’d lusted after her for months. I've always been a slim body, pert tits and long limbs man and she ticks all my boxes. But I see four problems, at around sixteen or...

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The moon had a strange, orange hue to it while the crisp fall breeze was cool and dry. Leaves the color of pumpkins were swept across the cracked sidewalks, creating a rustling sound as they scraped the weathered cement. The sky was dark, almost so dark that instead of black it took on the color of navy blue. The stars did not shine through the cover of clouds, but the moon’s orange glow could still be seen. It seemed to be the perfect evening for a Halloween. One young couple was certainly of...

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‘So you think there’s something wrong with Auntie Flo? I was at the house yesterday and she looked okay to me. So what if she when to the church bingo Saturday then the church picnic on Sunday?’ Jessie told Danny and she carefully emptied some flour into the large bowl Chad was mixing furiously. It was late Tuesday afternoon, three days after her fall at the restaurant. She had decided to take everyone’s advice and taken a couple of days off from teaching literature at the local high school....

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I shivered as I walked on the vacant boardwalk this late November afternoon. The angry waves had much to say as they crashed along the beach, mercilessly taking more sand (and memories) with them. Just a mere four months ago, this beach was my home and sanctuary. It was my own private paradise. I found great enjoyment and even greater pleasure here with the four “s” words, sun, sand, surf and sex. I loved it all, though not equally. The sex part was by far my favorite. I placed my hand on the...

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