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Do you want to know what is really happening in college toilets, girls are going crazy, caressing and rubbing each others’ pussies, read and get really hot and wet!

Diana likes the taste and smell of an excited woman. Maybe it sounds dirty but that’s the truth. Why lie to yourself?.. We all get aroused from such things.

Diana is exceptionally skillful in sex. Tender lips, a hot mouth and a teasing tongue. As no one else in the world she knows how responsive the scarlet nub between girl’s thighs is, what a convulsion goes through the body during an orgasm…

And she likes control. Yes, she does… Pressing Olga to the wall of the college toilet covered with obscene inscriptions she is enjoying her control. The girl’s trembling, trying to tear off… Olga feels disgust doing this in the dirty toilet where the surface of the mirror is covered with words written by lipstick and the odor of urine seems to be coming even from the depth of the walls… though this is just the place for her…

But no… Such girls never humiliate themselves to be fucked here. Even if they want that, even if their panties are wet through with the juices…

Olga is extremely excited. Diana is enjoying her smell, it’s so pleasant, hot and arousing. The ground smells this way after the rain. And sex smells this way either.

Olga can pretend to be a virgin as long as she wants but she knew from the beginning what was going to happen… Her body is so responsive to the touch, like a golden harp. If you touch one string the whole instrument will respond… Her smooth belly and thighs under the skirt… breasts seen through the white blouse…

What would the dean say if she knew what her favorite student was doing here? And this – instead of working on her report… Olga is an excellent student and is loved by all the teachers… But the dean isn’t here now and she doesn’t see the girl’s head toss back asking for kisses and bites. She doesn’t see that Olga allows to caress and squeeze her boobs, pass the fingers over her hard nipples…

Olga doesn’t kiss Diana’s lips, - like none of the bitches, - and Diana doesn’t care. She likes Olga but never shows that. She can hurt the girl or offend her, twitch her hair so that tears appear in Olga’s eyes or bite her nipple to make it swell…

It’s such a pleasure to pass fingers over the moist panties to make the girl moan quietly. To stroke her under the skirt, hear her giving a sigh when Diana takes her stiff nipple into her mouth…

Olga likes pretending she doesn’t do anything wrong and she is just a victim. So, she intentionally doesn’t respond to the caress. If here were another girl she would probably be already begging for licking her. But Olga… O-o-h… She is so pure, so innocent like a white lily. But Diana knows that each flower has nectar and she knows that soon the resistance will be broken and the girl will be begging to fuck her like a real bitch. And she IS a bitch…

Olga doesn’t let kiss her. When Diana bends to do it the girl turns her head away. Well, Diana doesn’t need kissing her actually. She can have enough of her by kissing her nice breasts which shimmer from saliva in the dull light. The nipples taste better than the sweetest raspberry…

Diana isn’t going to take off the girl’s blouse. She makes a step back and admires the scene: her girl looks so lustful, so inviting, so… But she better not think about it now. Olga lets out a long moan. And… yes!!! She moves towards Diana with her thighs… That’s all. This is the proof for Diana that this bitch wants her, that she can’t think about anything but Diana’s wet tongue fondling her pussy down there…

Ha-ha! This is just what Diana expects. It is almost the same for her as if Olga said “Fuck me!!!” Diana grins but Olga looks straight into her eyes. Her last experience tells her that if she resists now Diana will stop her… mmm… actions…

Everything will happen the way she wants. A familiar exhale through the squeezed teeth when Diana pulls up her skirt and kneels down in front of the girl… Vicious and seductive. The skin of the knees feels the firm surface of the toilet floor.

Olga is flowing abundantly, her eyes are languishing. Oh, yes! The golden girl knows what to expect. Diana will suck her and this is very nice…

Diana’s wet tongue is sliding down the thighs feeling the slight shiver Olga is experiencing. The smell, her smell… It’s so close here, it makes Diana shake. Her mouth is being filled with saliva involuntarily. It is so natural – to bend lower and kiss the dark silk of her panties and do it so that the hot breath penetrates the cloth. Kiss her, embrace this treasure with hot lips until Olga starts thrashing around like a bird that’s been caught…

Diana feels the girl’s smell has been absorbed by her clothing. And Diana isn’t restraining herself anymore. She pushes her hands under the panties and pulls them down to the ankles. She sees a dark triangle of pubic hair… It’s so similar to the hair cascading over Olga’s shoulders…

Her labia are so swollen and juicy, wet from desire… Diana spreads them. Two digits, just two of them, are sliding deeper and Diana hears a long moan. Her vulva lips are open for her…

To observe this calmly is beyond her force. Diana even doesn’t need to check her own panties, she knows they’re wet through. Such dark strained flesh… A royal rose on a long stem which smell makes Diana’s head dizzy… Soon she’ll taste it!

She needs to gather all her strength to restrain and not enter this sweet slit… tease her clit until the excitement is painful. But no! Diana doesn’t want to touch this little nub until she works on everything around it. She kisses the girl’s hot thighs greedily biting and sucking them. And Olga is shaking mumbling something inapprehensive…

Diana likes innocent girls, their sincere reactions. This gives her the feeling of power over them. She can give her everything or give her nothing…

Two fingers penetrate the narrow vagina carefully. And here comes the scream – it is Olga, she has forgotten to close the mouth with her hand. The hot walls of her vagina squeeze the digits and they become moist immediately. Her body sucks them inside as if asking to go deeper. But this is not what Diana wants now…

Olga’s clit is swollen. Diana licks the entire length of the slit trying its taste. Salty… Her tongue makes circles around the nub until Olga starts sobbing trying to say something… This is pretty similar to “Please…”

Finally Diana decides it’s time… She kisses the clit, sucks it tenderly and rhythmically until it vibrates between her lips. And Olga is sobbing again. This is turning Diana on so much that she’s ready to put her hand into her panties and finger-fuck herself while her other hand works on Olga.

But today she is generous in her caress. She pulls the girl’s skirt up and puts her two fingers into Olga’s pussy. Moving them rhythmically inside she is sucking her clit occasionally. Olga is impaling herself on Diana’s digits and pushing her clit into the girl’s mouth. She is rubbing against Diana, the way Diane likes.

Diana penetrates deeper and reaches the secret spot. A slight stimulation and Olga is thrashing around again… A long moan… The back arched… Diana keeps fucking the girl, deeper, harder. Olga’s nub is trembling… And here she climaxes! A-A-Ah!!!!!! The sound is like an echo, repeats again and again. The tight vagina squeezes Diana’s fingers… Diane likes this moment with her head between the girl’s legs…

Olga’s knees are shaking and touching each other from time to time, this always happens when she climaxes. Diana presses the girl to the wall, takes her hand and puts it under her own skirt…

She needs just a minute or two. Olga’s palm covers the excited flesh and fingers go inside. She turns her head away and pleases her partner. So indifferently and carelessly…

Diana hates this sated look. Olga feels uncomfortable to leave her here without satisfying her as well. Diana wants to bite this bitch when her peak is here. But the thought is too slow, the orgasm is so close. And Diane forgets about everything. A huge wave consumes her and she is in the heaven…

Her legs are weak and face pressed to Olga’s face. When it is over Olga removes her hand from under Diana’s skirt. Her palm is wet with the girl’s juices. Diana brings Olga’s hand to her face and licks it… This is how she tastes…

Olga doesn’t look at her. Her lips are half open, the cheeks are red and eyes are still languishing… Suddenly Diana wants to kiss her… But when she bends to her Olga turns her head away. Diana feels hurt. She pushes the girl to the wall and squeezes her shoulders rudely. Olga tears herself away.

Her clothes are all right as well her hair. Only the feverish look and drops of sweat on her face show that something has just happened here. When she returns to her friends she will be the girl all of them know. She will return to the girl she wants to kiss…

- Good night! – Olga says.

- Fuck you! – Diana answers hoarsely. Olga looks at her frowning her brows but doesn’t reply.

She leaves.

This is so ridiculous that Diana starts laughing. She is laughing hysterically in a college toilet gripping the sink to keep the balance…

When leaving Diana straightens her hair and looks into the mirror. She is so beautiful. But something is burning her inside. Maybe these are Olga’s juices, the juices of this fucking bitch? They make Diana want something she doesn’t know what exactly.

But this cannot be true. Diana always knows what she wants and always gets what she wants! Always!!!

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An Extreme Cure For Writers Block Part 5

A note from the author: Thanks to all who have shared feedback around my grammar. I'm trying to get better with commas and other areas that were suggested such as proof reading. I do read through everything I've written multiple times but still spot mistakes when I submit them! Hopefully I can continue to improve. I do read all the reviews and I am still really appreciating the feedback. ------------------------------------------------------------ I was ushered to stand backstage...

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An Extreme Cure For Writers Block Part 3

A note from the author: Thanks for the continued feedback. I am reading all the reviews and appreciate every single one! Maybe I should stop writing these little notes at the top? Part 3 is a little longer and I hope you still enjoy! As always any feedback is more than welcome! ------------------------------------------------------------ I'd never really liked coming into the offices of Bloom Publishing. The only good thing was getting to see Davis and we hung out a lot anyway so it...

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The Writers Workshop Part 2

When she and her sister Trisha got back from visiting her folks, she called me that Monday night. “Hi Hank. Are we still on for Wednesday?” “Without a doubt,” I replied. “How are your parents?” “Great. It was a really nice visit. How was your weekend?” “Very relaxing. I spent my time writing and editing, and seeing what I should read to you.” “I thought you were going to read what you are currently working on.” “I thought about it and the more I thought, the more I came to the conclusion that I...

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An Extreme Cure For Writers Block Part 6

"You ever hear of these companies that you can pay to kidnap you?" he said. "That's a thing?" I asked after a short pause as I thought about what this could mean. Bloom wanted me to experience a kidnaping and had found someone he could hire to do it. I thought back to how my dream had made me feel. Perhaps I could go along with that? If it was safe. Although if it was safe would it still be as exciting? "Bloom found one today while you were at the studio. He asked me to let you know...

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An Extreme Cure For Writers Block Part 9

Sorry it's been so long since I last updated this story! Life has really gotten in the way recently. I've written this as a kind of open-ended conclusion to this story that I hope works. Hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------ I was brought to a surprisingly plain looking dinning room, one side of which was a huge glass window that looked out over the grounds. The rest of the room was minimalist, a large white dining table with eight black chairs...

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The Writer and the Traveller

“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can’t keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to write one – his book. The authorized biography.” The obvious question was why, with all his travelling, all his ego, he’d never put anything on paper. “He’s too arrogant, if you know what I mean. I think he’s terrified of failure,” was the way her...

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I came round, groggy and confused. It was pitch dark and cold.The first sensation was the pain in my arms and wrists, which were pointing diagonally upwards, attached to something I could not see. I tried to move to ease the stiffness, but my ankles were similarly spread wide and attached to the floor. Panic followed quickly. I thrashed for a while, breathing quickly as I tugged against the stiff restraints, but it was no use."Hey!" I shouted.The words echoed and as my eyes became used to the...

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The Writer and the Traveller

“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can't keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to write one – his book. The authorized biography.” The obvious question was why, with all his travelling, all his ego, he’d never put anything on paper. “He’s too arrogant, if you know what I mean. I think he’s terrified of failure,” was the way her...

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Chapter 1 : Every Day I Write The Book?I don’t know when I realised it was him?.?I’ve been studying Creative Writing for about a year now. It’s been a bit of a challenge, let me tell you. Before I started I’d written quite a bit for work - business reports, stuff like that – but of course there is a whole different set of challenges once you try to tell a story.?I think my tutor has been losing patience with me. I’ve found some of the exercises quite difficult and some of his comments haven’t...

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Rohan meets ISS Writer8217s Curvy Mom

Hi guys, I am Rohan from Bangalore. I was getting bored so thought of sharing some of my encounters with couples, women, and girls. This story is a pretty long one so please bear with me. Myself, Rohan, a 23-year-old male from Bangalore. I’ve been living in Bangalore since I was born. I completed my graduation and got myself a good job in an MNC. Let me tell you about my physique. I’m just under 6 ft, athletic, and have a fat cock which is a little over 6 inches. I always used to read stories...

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Sex Writer Symposium 05

My feet automatically hit the ground a full second or two before I, Heidi the summoned one, am functionally awake, only peripherally processing the approaching whirring of chopper wings, and a full second or two before my Blackberry blasts annoying code red noise. 140 seconds later I stand fully dressed, backpack secure, primary weapon securely holstered under my arm, poised between Richard and Elle, Beth and Kevin standing firm to our left, watching the chopper’s red lights bleed through the...

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Assisting the Writer

Greg sat at the glass desk in Sarah and Don's house, writing his latest novel. Outside it was pitch black. If he glanced at the time he would have seen it was three am and he had been writing for seven hours straight. The only recollection of the passing time Greg had was the empty coffee pot by his side. As his fingers typed his newest novel his mind filled with thoughts of Sarah kneeling under the glass desk sucking his cock lovingly. His cock twitched and hardened as he thought, One more...

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Shocking True Confessions of the Worlds Last Horror Writer

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The night was a stormy one, as dark as the bottom of a deep well. The only break in the black sky outside my window was the flashes of lightning that lit up the entire area. The wind was a steady drone and the crash of the thunder sounds like explosions just outside…… ‘Damn, that really sucks.’ As I stand up from the computer and walk around the room. ‘Why the hell do I have such an impossible time describing something right in front of my eyes?’ Looking back through the window I can see the...

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The Writer and The Wretch

When Dobbin awoke from the unfortunate and dizzying nap that had assailed him on Christmas Eve, he found himself extremely pleased. It took him two minutes to figure out the reason behind this unexpected pleasure, and another five minutes to let the reason solidify and find a temporary shelter in his head.Minutes later, he was scurrying down the narrow foot bridge connecting his hostel to the library. Joe and Jerry, the usual night shift security guards, stood outside. The inside of the library...

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Coke Cock Dilemma 4 Ghost writer

He was right, to my own shock I loved the taste of their cum and her pussy was filled to the brim with it. The taste was intoxicating and I dug my tongue in as deep as I could to get it as Mike began to caress the back of my head. “Yea, that’s it,” he says, “Get in there and get it all out. It looks like you might be running out.” He then grabs me by the hair and pulls me out of my wife’s gloriously used snatch and turns my head toward him. “I’ve got plenty more where that came from.” He slowly...

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Fun With Telugu Writer Part 1

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My Best Friend Gifted Me Indian Sex Stories Cute Writer On My Birthday

Hello everyone :) Raj here back with another hot episode, I’m posting this story on behalf of Divya and thank you readers for your feedback , keep writing to me at your feedbacks inspire me to write more experiences so keep the loving coming , so here we go   Hi I’m Divya 21yo from Bangalore, I’m in my final year graduation, I stay here with my roommate Shilpa, both of us are basically from Gujarat and we are childhood friends , my stats are 32 28 34 I’m slightly heavier on my base and Shilpa...

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