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My ex and I lived in a studio that had an open floor plan. We had enough room for a dressing curtain in the middle to almost create a second room, enough a mattress could fit in case a friend had to crash. Out of the blue, my friend says she is moving away as she just graduated. We had been friends for years, so I was sad about it.

My friend, who is a lesbian, and I went out drinking quite often. We often went out drinking and hung out at bars, judged people from a distance. My friend was exactly that, so my ex said she could stay the night if we got too drunk.

My friend, who was smoking hot, was thin with long black hair. Soft tanned skin, with luscious lips and a tongue piercing. I had seen her breasts accidentally before, and knew they were perfect, perfectly symmetrical with little pink nipples.

After a little while at the bar we decided it was cheaper to just get beers and hang out, as we often did. We sat on the front porch reminiscing over our friendship over the years.

As the night drew on my friend began to rest her hear on my shoulder every now and again. I didn't think much of it in the moment. We continued to drink, occasionally walking to the store (it was right next to us).

Then as it got later and later my friend decided she was tired and wanted to lie down. We proceeded inside quietly, so as to not wake my ex, and she lied down on the mattress we put out. I went to get her a blanket from our storage, which was adjacent to my ex's and my bed, which was mere feet from my friend's mattress.

I went to give my friend the blanket, and she pulled, and I drunkenly toppled onto the mattress next to her. She wanted me to cuddle her, so I adjusted myself and spooned her.

As we lie there with my arm d****d over her, and my unintentional erection, she begins to caress my hand. I hear her breathe heavily. She caresses my arm... then my side.. then she makes her way to my hip, pulling me closer so that my erection is pressed against her. Neither of us spoke, but both of us knew what was about to happen.

Simultaneously I stroke her arm, then trace up her neck.. then shoulders. I rub them gently then trace back up to her ear. I caress her ear at first l, then nibble a little. I slowly move my hand over her breasts, reaching into her shirt to feel them. Her breasts felt amazing, soft and firm, with her nipples standing up.

I lift her shirt up and trace around her stomach, paying special attention to just above her belt line. I tease her and slowly, slowly move my hand down her pants. She was smoothe, as in just shaved smooth. Was she planning all along?

I trace just above her clit, and hear her breathing intensify. I worry one of us might make too much noise and wake my ex up, after all there is no sound barrier. I continue tracing her curves, and rub besides her beautiful pussy lips. I can feel myself leaking everywhere.

I proceed to partially remove her pants and panties. She had a belt on, damn. I unsnap her pants and we both freeze for a moment. No noise or movement. We're good. I pull the blanket over us. She is stroking me over my pants, squeezing out even more precum. I pull her pants down just enough so I can penetrate her.

I unzip my pants ever so quietly. She continues to stroke me while I do so. Finally we are both under the blanket, the blanket is thick so I whisper in her ear, "I want to see you". I then grab my phone and use the light to look at her smooth delight. She had worn frilly blue minimalist panties. She must have planned this.

Her lips were dripping wet as her cum leaked. As soon as I saw those perfect lips I couldn't resist. I grabbed her ass in one hand, and rubbed her asshole with my thumb. As I massaged her asshole, I would tease entering with my thumb. I would go in circles, clockwise.. counter clockwise. Whenever she spasmed, it would feel as if her asshole was trying to grip my thumb. As I saw her lips began to quiver, she would leak more and more.

With my other hand I caress her inner thighs, slowly working my way to pleasure. I use my thumb to catch some of the stream of her cum. I then massage her asshole again, but this time I massage harder. I push my thumb in gently. She clenches at first and pops me out. She then grabbed my hand for me to put it back in. I push in, massaging her from the inside this time.

She is leaking profusely and I can't stand it. I move closer to her, my leaking cock now in between her thighs. I tease her lips and clit with my head, rubbing precum all over them.

I push in. She gripped onto me the moment I entered her. She squeezed my ass, quivering even more the deeper I went. We adjusted positions, so that I could go deeper. The deeper I went, the tighter and wetter she felt. She felt so tight that it seemed possible to get stuck.

It took all of my effort to not cum. I held back as she urged me to. She grips my arm, as I glide in and out of her. I feel myself get harder, which makes her grip me tighter and tighter. I'm unable to help myself from the pressure building up. I attempt to pull out, but she moves with me and presses against me.

The pressure releases. Every spasm is met with squeezes and convulsions surrounded by warmth. Each throb feels massive and makes me push deeper. I can feel my balls emptying my load inside of her with each pulse. We both quiver and convulse, and try to remain as quiet as possible.

We cuddled as we listened to make sure we didn't wake my ex up, and I remained hard inside of her. We lied there in each other's warm embrace. I would make myself throb inside of her and penetrate her slowly so I could massage her walls.

I pulled out, I could feel all of her wetness covering me. (Later I discovered a huge cum stain that I had to "accidentally" spill something staining on). She wiggled her panties and secured them so cum wouldn't leak out. We kissed passionately for what felt like an eternity, then I went to the bathroom to clean myself off.

I managed to clean myself, even though it was a struggle, and then made it back to bed where I snuggled my ex. I tried to help my friend, but she was too drunk to go pee after.

I woke up the next day, still a little drunk. My ex had already gone to work, and I thought my friend had left by now. My eyes would barely open, but I saw my friend run past to the bathroom.

To this day I still imagine her lovely pink slowly leaking out my cum overnight. I imagine my load moving around and coating her walls, sticking wherever it can. Her cervix being splashed with and drenched in my sperm.

After some time in the bathroom she finally came out, and I was still barely with it. I could hear her beginning to gather her stuff. I managed to barely shuffle off the bed and I said to her, "I tried to get you to get up and pee last night but you weren't having it". She was a little startled, I don't think she realised I was awake. Then I said to her, "well ex doesn't get off work until so and so. How about one more time before you leave?".

She froze, dropping her keys onto the mattress. She stammered a little and then looked at her phone. She dropped her stuff onto the mattress and pushed me over onto my bed. She immediately began taking her pants off slowly.

She danced rhythmically, swaying her hips out of her Jeans. Her blue panties were almost dripping through with cum. She climbed onto the bed slowly, lying down next to me. Upon settling she lie down with one leg straight and one bent, exposing her pussy slightly. "Okay" is all she says.

I tear my clothes off as she does with hers. She's facing me with her legs wide open, hand hovering around her inner thighs. I have to quickly run and get a towel, she is leaking gobs of jizz.

Once the towel is situated I grab both of her legs and hold them together. I rest her calves on my shoulders. I pull her hips closer as I thrust inside and she lets out a moan. I can feel her squeezing, much tighter than last night. You could hear how wet she was, with every thrust came sloshing sounds.

I rolled her over into downward dog. As I penetrate deep I feel wetness dripping down my balls. I spank her ass and leave my hand imprinted on her cheek. As I grab her cheeks my hand wanders up the small of her back. We began moving as one, enjoying the sensations between our legs.

I massage her asshole as I slide in and out of her. She's shaking and moaning. I insert the tip of thumb in and lets out a big moan. Mmmmmm.
I decide to see if I can go farther. I get up to my knuckle in her ass, the farther I go, the tighter she is getting.
I push my thumb in all the way and begin moving it. She let out a huge moan and grasped me so hard that I had little time to react, I was climaxing.

I pulled her in close and came deep. She reached down and massaged my balls. Every burst felt 10x better than the night before. Every throb made her scream out in ecstasy. She said she could feel it splashing on her cervix, filling her with warmth.

I started caressing her body as soon as the convulsions stopped. When I pulled out, a torrent of sperm poured out of her. Thankfully I put the towel down before. She slowly rubbed her clit, attempting to push more out, which apparently didn't help because days later she told me she was still leaking my cum.

We cuddled afterwards for a bit, lying there naked. We were spent, but for whatever reason we still wanted to fondle each other. I asked her to put on my boxer briefs and push cum out, then I will have a momento. She did so without hesitation.

As she got dressed I could see little streaks that had run down her legs. She gathered her things and gave me a hug goodbye. After our lengthy goodbye I didn't want to, but had to take a shower and wash myself off.

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I smile as I step out of the car, my boots crunching against the gravel beneath my feet. It’s one of those perfect spring days – the sun shining brightly through the crisp, cool air, a bit of breeze carrying that intoxicating earthy, damp smell of the season. My smile broadens as I remember that quote from Miss Congeniality: the “perfect date” was April 25th, because “it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.” I guess I am a cliché, but I can’t help it. I love Spring. New...

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Springtime is for Lovers

When we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I was strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann, just outside the Magasin au Printemps where the pretty girls were selling their bunches of lily of the valley as they traditionally used to do on the first day of May.  I wasn't looking where I was going, daydreaming as...

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Another Springtime Ch 05

Chapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their tracing. Nevertheless, we had an encounter on a Tuesday morning after a pleasant stay in LeGrande and breakfast at the restaurant across the...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done. There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime for Summers

Springtime for Summers (c) 2002 by Nom de Plume Anne Summers had always thought that Christmas would be the worst time. The death of her husband Patrick the preceding September had been such a devastating shock, she had barely gone through the motions that first December, in an effort to create a semblance of joy for her three year old daughter Lindy. In her fragile state, she had succumbed to the smooth advances of her investment advisor, Andrew Nash, a...

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Springtime In Pennsylvania

I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done.There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...

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Springtime on the Farm

It’s been 29 years since this happened but I remember it as if it was yesterday. I changed her name but the incidents are true. I knew what the ‘bird’ was, we used it at school to taunt and tease our friends, a greeting. We knew it had a sexual connotation but that wasn’t why we flipped each other off. I could stiff finger my friends and they would laugh and reply in kind, it was part of how we communicated. Once in a while though I would give my younger sister the finger because she irritated...

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BSC07 the First Lifestyle NudistsChapter 5 Lazy Springtime Dreams

Eventually Joan Simpson stopped gesticulating with her hands and just pointed to a building through the trees that she wanted Hank and Lynn to take the car up to. Once the car was parked the proprietor of the Success Nudist Resort would catch up with them and give them all a proper tour of the facilities. This naked woman then disappeared back into the Admin Building leaving Hank and Lynn to climb back into the car and drive up to the building she had pointed out to them. Tom just sat there...

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Coming Back for Homecoming

“That’s crazy. Let’s just stay watch the game. We’re going to get caught.” “No, we’re not. And even if we are, what are they going to do? It’s about two years too late to expel us. And it’s not like they’re not going to call the cops. After all we’re alums. Potential donors.” Clara was right, although that attitude came naturally to her. Although she came from an enormously wealthy family, she was not in the least snobby or stuck up. It was impossible, however, for her to be unaware of how her...

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Second Comings

Second Comings Part I: August Jordan Secord had, like so many professors in this day and age, managed to avoid a tenure tracked position at any reputable university with a breathtaking adroitness that had left his many peers dumbfounded. How could an intellect so curious, a historian and practitioner of American foreign policy of such wide achievement not have been snapped up by a Harvard or a Princeton? It just made no sense at all. Secord was indeed generally well-regarded wherever he...

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Mistress playtime Pt 2

I untie you and move you to the bed. I restrain you to the bed by tying your hands above your head, then spreading your legs. By doing this I have great access to your ass. I look at you looking at me, waiting. I leave your nipples and cock alone for now and get to work on your ass. Using lube and a toy. I get between your legs. My nails are sharp but short. I have to really dig into your skin to scrape you and leave red marks behind. I scrape my finger nails up your inner thighs and grab your...

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Sweet And Sentimental

Sweet And Sentimental by Throne I was at my computer, dressed in panties and my long, pink-champagne nightgown. What I was wearing felt so good against my smooth satiny skin. Instead of one of my wigs I had my natural hair, which is collar- length, up in ponytails at the sides of my head. For make-up I had on just a touch of blush and some pink-tinted lip gloss. I was in the middle of reading a newly posted story on my favorite site, Make Believe Mania, when I heard the front door...

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Longhorns Ch 01

Author’s note: This is a slower-moving, more character driven piece. There’s some sex at the end, but it’s mostly building towards the next two chapters. I’m writing each chapter from a separate point of view. This chapter is Robert’s, we’ll see the story from other characters’ perspectives in subsequent chapters. Enjoy, vote, comment! ***** It’s good to feel worn out. It’s good to be sweaty, too. If you’re too tired to think, you’re too tired to think about Beth… ‘Don’t tell her where I...

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Longhorns Ch 03

Author’s Note: This is Meredith’s chapter, I plan to write a concluding chapter wrapping up the story from all sides next. This one took me a long time to complete, thanks to a ton of travel recently. Hopefully, it doesn’t disappoint. This might take a bit of a left turn for the Romance category, which is somewhat monogamy-oriented, so caveat emptor. As always, I appreciate all your feedback, and I hope this chapter lives up to the story so far. -Theworldspins ***** When it got dark, the...

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Longhorns Ch 02

***Author’s note: Thanks to everyone for the feedback on the first chapter. This chapter proceeds from Virginia’s point of view. As always, I appreciate votes and comments. -Theworldspins*** There must be some law that any party thrown by a sophomore chick has to have at least, like, three bottles of Malibu coconut rum. Virginia scrunched her face up when she took a sip of the ‘tropical’ concoction her friend Stacy passed her. She hated the taste of coconut. ‘This one’s from Madison,’...

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Longlasting Desire For My Neighbour

Hello friends, this is Ajay. This is about how i had sex with my neighbour girl who is just 19 years old. My neighbour is a Orissa family who recently got a baby girl. Since both are working, my neighbour brought her sister to Bangalore. She is the heroine of the story. She is just 18 years old. But has a very good body & structure. She is definitely a virgin. The most beautiful asset of her body is her ass. Her ass is well shaped and tightly packed. I always had an eye on the girl from the day...

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Everlong

                         - Everlong -Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Don't rape people in real life,don't kidnap them and don't stick needles into them against theirwill.She's lying on a bed, naked, arms and legs spread. Coils of rope bindher hands and wrists to the posts of the bed. It is warm, almost hotin this windowless cellar, lit by countless candles of red and whiteon the floor, on shelves on the wall. Her body is stretched, her firmbreasts riding high, her skin golden in the...

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Longpork

When Times Are Toughby: counterparts199Mature audiences only - I'm a pacifist, and this is fantasy:"Times have been tougher.  Since the nuclear wars society has rebounded and then stabilized.  International treaty had hopefully made nuclear war a thing of the past.  A rule of order has been established, creating strong senses of border, and allowing the full weight of a strong United Nations to come to bear on any nation crossing another's line.  The only major exceptions are excessive...

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Calonge Cuties 1 Saskia Marina

CALONGE CUTIES AWESOME ATHLETIC SENSUAL SASKIA & MIGHTY MIND MARINACOME & SEE HOW HOT HORNY SEXY SASSY SASHA STEALS A SHOW FIRST FIVE M======================================================================CASUALLY CUNNING CUTIE SASKIA SMOKES WHEN WALKING TO THE SHORE & MECASUALLY SHE STARTS TO TRY HER HAND-STANDS RIGHT IN FRONT OF S.M. & MECLEARLY SHE SOLICITS SOME SUPPORT FROM ACROBATIC EXPERT PROF POET-PCLEARLY SHE SHOWS SURE SWIFT PROGRESS - POSES PROUD PUSSY...

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