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I was finding out that college was a lot different from high school. The teachers and profs really didn't care if you never showed up, they got paid anyway. And, you were basically on your own. Nobody really watched out for you or really cared what you did.
I was lucky, I guess, in that I'm pretty self-disciplined so I did my work and went to class and all that. Where I really did find it a change from high school was the dating aspect.
Girls in high school, at least the one I went to, seemed to all play a game with you to keep you at a certain distance and it seemed like just so much 'girl-stuff' to me.
But in college, you were both equals and acted that way. The girls were more approachable and relaxed and it all seemed so much more normal to me.
So, in just a month or so, I had met a very nice, and very pretty, girl from Wisconsin, who was majoring in psychology and was a freshman, like me.
After a few weeks of mainly socializing one on one, she told me one night, when we were talking about classes, that she was going on the pill. She didn't say any more about it, but it got me thinking that she must be doing this because she wants to have sex and maybe I'm the guy she wants to have it with. At least, I hoped I was right.
At the time, we weren't actually dating as such but it was quickly evolving to just that.
So, after about a month of actual dating, Allison invited me back to her room for a glass of wine.
As we sipped our wine, she asked me if I'd ever had sex before.
"Um, no, not yet. It's not that I'm not interested, it's just that I never had the opportunity with someone that I really wanted to have sex with."
"Do you mean, me, too?"
"Oh, no, not at all, I haven't had the opportunity. You would be the first girl I've ever been interested in that way."
"Well, I haven't had sex either. And, well, Justin, what if you had the opportunity?"
"It would make me a very happy guy. I think you are the prettiest girl I've ever known and I love being with you. So, yes, I'd jump at the chance."
"I was just curious. I think you would be nice, too."
Well, that was that, it really didn't come up again for about two weeks.
So, on Friday, we went out with friends to dinner and when we got back to Allison's room we kissed and petted for a while. Around midnight, I told her I'd be getting back to my dorm when she asked if I'd stay and tuck her in before I left.
Well, that had never happened before and, of course, I said I would. She went in her bathroom and a few minutes later came back into her room ... naked.
"I think you should sleep with me tonight, Justin."
There's no way I'm about to turn this down. She put her hands under her breasts like love offerings and asked, "Do you want me, Justin?"
"Oh, god, do I. Lemme get out of these clothes."
"Can't I do it for you?"
So, Allison, beautifully naked in front of me, proceeded to slowly disrobe me taking her time and kissing and petting each part of me that she uncovered.
As she knelt down tugging my briefs off, my cock flopped down right in front of her face.
"Oh, look here. What a nice surprise. Wonder what I can do with this?" as she put her hand around the shaft and began to slowly lick around the top as she looked up at me smiling.
I'm not sure why I didn't cum right then. I actually thought I might it was so erotic. She sucked a few more minutes, then stood and we hugged and kissed, our hands rangeing all over each other.
"Your breasts are so beautiful, oh, I want to kiss them."
She led me over to her bed, I sat down and began kissing and sucking like I was in heaven.
"Oh, god, you make me so hot doing that. I never thought that it would make my pussy throb like it is. Oh, I'm so wet."
"I want to lick you more than anything," I said and she lay down on the bed with her legs spread wide, presenting her beautifully-shaved pussy for me to enjoy.
As I licked up and down her wet labia, she was writhing back and forth, obviously greatly enjoying what I was doing to her.
"Oh, god, Justin, oh, that is so good. Oh, oh, god, you're making me crazy. I want you in me. Just do me now. Please fuck me."
I crawled up between her legs, her pussy shiny and moist from my licking, and pressed my cock into her lips. Arching forward, I watched it gradually work into where I had been wanting it to go for months. Now it was there.
Oh, and did it feel good. Moving in and out was so good, so sensuous, so erotic.
"Oh, Justin, that feels so good. I love you so much. Are you happy?"
"I love you, too. I never want to stop it feels so good. You are so good inside."
I was trying to last but it just felt so good, so wonderful, that my cock just wouldn't obey my mental commands to relax and take its time.
"Oh, I'm ... UNG, UNG, UNG, ung, ung, oh, oh, that's so good, so good."
She wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me tight as she bucked up and down until I was too soft to go on.
"Oh, god, Justin, oh, oh, umph, UMPH, UMPH, UMPH, OOH, OOH, oh, oh, I'm so happy. Oh, I love you so much. It's so good inside me. Oooh."
We lay there in each others arms, awash in our lovemaking, so happy, oh so happy.
"Oh, that was so wonderful, Justin. I've never been so happy."
"I haven't either. I want us to do this as much as we can. I never want to stop making love to you."
Our sex just got better with each time. We spent time on the internet looking at sites for couples on how to improve your sex life and give more pleasure to your partner. We tried lots and lots of things. What fun.
During the summer, I was back home doing a job that I also had the summer before. Allison was taking summer courses so I was traveling back and forth several times each week, then spending the night in her room (fucking, of course) and madly driving to work the next morning.
On weekends, I would have from Friday evening to Monday morning to be with Allison. We only got dressed if we went out somewhere, otherwise we simply enjoyed the look and feel of each other's bodies all weekend.
In early August, Allison told me her parents and her little sister were going to be visiting her at school the next weekend and that it would be a nice opportunity to meet her family.
I thought that it would be particularly nice because I was getting very serous about Allison, you see, it was far more than sex, though the sex was incredible.
I was to stay with her in her dorm room and her family would stay in a hotel nearby.
Her parents arrived on Saturday about noon and we got together with them at their hotel. I could easily see where Allison got her looks from, her mom was quite pretty. Her little sister wasn't quite as little as I expected. Allison never told me her age but it turns out she was sixteen and in high school.
We all went out to an early dinner and after, on the way out to the parking lot, she told me she had a little surprise for me back at her dorm. So, I eagerly drove back by myself to Allison's dorm and went up to her room to wait until her parents dropped her off.
Figuring I'll save a little time, I went ahead and stripped and lay down on her bed waiting. I heard the door open, looked up and saw, Abby, Allison's sixteen-year old sister walking in.
I jumped for the covers and quickly tried to get decent, but knew she must have seen me. Now, I just hoped her parents weren't right behind.
Who was right behind her was Allison, who said, "Oh, good, you went and got ready."
Rather dazed, I sat there as Allison came over and pulled the covers off her bed with a jerk. My hands went immediately down to try to cover my, now limp, cock.
"What are you doing Allison, give me the covers back."
"Well, let me explain first. Abby and I have been talking and when I first told her I had sex with you and how wonderful it is, she said she didn't want to wait until she is my age. She said, she wanted to do it now. And could she do it with you?"
"What, me? She didn't even know me."
"True, but I'd told her about what a wonderful lover you are and she said she wanted to have her first sex with you."
"Am I dreaming this?"
Abigail, standing behind her sister, said, "Well, I can tell it's kind of a shock and all. I mean if you don't want to do it, I'm okay with that."
Well, Allison's sister is even a little prettier than Allison, she just looks so pretty and compact like a cheerleader.
"No, no, I don't mean that, Abby, really, you are a beautiful girl. I mean any guy, me included, would jump at the chance to make love to you. Allison, just what do you have in mind? Help me out here, this is all rather a shock."
"Well, I waited until the right guy came along. And I was nineteen when I found him. Could have been twenty-five, even, if I hadn't met you, Justin. So, you being the right kind of guy, we thought that you could be her first lover and introduce her to all the loving and joy we've had so far."
"Um, okay, what does Abby think about this?"
"Oh, I've been psyched ever since Allison and I first talked about it. She and I have talked through everything, what to do with each other, you know, kissing and licking, sucking, even, um, fucking. So, unless you want to do something that you/ve never done to Allison, I'm psyched for it all. And now that we've met, Justin, I'm more ready than ever. Um, if I can be a little bold, I'd love to fuck you."
"Okay, Justin, there, you have it. Now, I think I'll take my clothes off and Abby can join us if it's okay with you."
"Well, I'd be crazy to say no."
So, the two girls took their clothes off and while I didn't try to make too big a deal about watching Abby, I'd be dishonest if I said I was disinterested in seeing her naked.
"Isn't she beautiful, Justiin?"
"Oh, yes, Abby, you are a dream, absolutely stunning."
"Just be glad I'm not the jealous type. Now, how about a nice kiss?"
I stood up, now not trying to hide my manhood which had looked more like boyhood a few minutes earlier, and hugged and kissed my girlfriend.
"Now, Abby's turn," Allison said, so Abby and I put our arms around each other and kissed. She certainly knew how to kiss properly and gave me a very sensual french kiss as her hand took hold of my cock.
As we broke our kiss, she held on to my cock just a bit longer as Allison suggested that she demonstrate giving me a blowjob.
As I sat on her bed, legs wide, she knelt down and began giving me head licking and sucking all around. I sat there enjoying the feeling of Allison's mouth while I looked at her naked sister's beautiful pussy, all nicely shaved and inviting.
Allison pulled off my cock with a big pop, and told Abby it was her turn.
Abby knelt in front of me and put her hand around my dick and began circling the head with her tongue. It occurs to me that perhaps she has had some prior experience in this line but was too busy enjoying it to care.
"Oh, Abby, that is so good," I said as she began sucking me deeper into her mouth. She was as good at this as her sister who is really expert.
Soon, Allison suggests that I give her sister oral sex which I was eager to do, her little snatch looked so delicious.
So, I changed places and knelt down on the floor with Abby's legs spread on either side as she sits on the bed in front of me.
Her pussy is stunning. A Ten. I bent forward and touched her cleft with my tongue and gently wiped it up and down. As I began to lick harder, she started to moan.
"Oooh, mmm, that is so good. Oh, I've never felt anything this good. Oh, it's just so ... oh, that feels so ... oh."
I probed her with my tongue and ran it also all around her labia and could feel her shiver when I did it. Then I licked up around her clit and began to suck gently as I slowly rubbed her slit with my fingertip.
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Once upon a time there was a beautiful little princess. Her name was Aludra, which, in the language of her people, meant “unwanted one”. Of course she didn’t know this, because all the servants in the palace DID want her. They loved her dearly. She was sweet and pretty and fun to be around, whereas her mother was a stone cold class A Bitch. The Queen was such a bitch that, after her husband, the King, knocked her up with Aludra, she poisoned him. “Imagine!” she...
“Hi Jen”“Hey daddy”“How’s college, are you settling in?”“Yeah, it great fun”“Fun? You should be working not having fun”“Oh daddy”“I’m only joking, have you settled into the apartment?”“Yeah, the other girls are great, one’s in my class and the other is studying medicine”“They must be really brainy, just like you”Jen giggled “Daddy”“Can I ask you a favour, I have a meeting near where you are and I cant get a flight home till the following morning, could I borrow your sofa for the night”Jen...
Life was a bit mundane for Tracy. She was married for about thirteen years. She was a wife, mother, daughter, friend, sister. But she felt very alone. Things were okay with her marriage. They had great sex, but did struggle connecting emotionally. This frustrated Tracy very much. Her husband was an introvert and she was more social. Then one day she went looking for something a little different. She had no intentions of cheating, but just wanted to see what was out there. She discovered that...
HumorA Cat's Tale By Julie O Edited by Amelia R. Author's note: This story was in part inspired by a very strange dream I had recently. Chapter 1 Derek Silva logged onto his computer. He had recently found a very interesting chatroom, and he was hoping that there would be some exciting people in there that evening. It was a little after eleven PM, but Derek didn't care; it was summer, and he had no worries until fall when his college classes started up again. He...
Once upon a time, there was a girl with the heart of a kitten. Shy, and skittish, she was slowly coaxed from under the bed, or should I say, out of the closet by her owner, and then her new found friend and next door neighbor. Eventually, she shared her story, and became comfortable about talking about it, even writing about it, playing with a few select others who would throw balls of yarn for her or scratch her behind the ears and smile as she rubbed up against their legs, showering them with...
FetishNote All characters are entirely ficticious and my apologies of any family or company names have inadvertently been used My Lady's Descent, the Butlers Tale. I was idly cleaning some silverware. The sun was shining through the drawing room windows. The lawns stretched away towards the lake with its island and folly while a gardener snipped ineffectually away at the lawn edges. It was an ordinary summers day. Mr Harrison my lord's stock broker and adviser arrived just after...
The group watched Iverson intently as he took a long swig from his mead pouch. The darkness fell around the group as they sat beside the brightly burning fire, drinking their mead and finishing off their stew. Iverson finally spoke: - Well. Where to begin? He mused tantalisingly. The young men shifted impatiently. All bar Romian, Luther and Iverson himself had rarely met let alone experienced the wonders of women! They all wanted to know what it was like! As highly hormonal...
Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...
You may think of me as Fiona, and I am a cross-dresser.A story by Erica inspired me to pen my saga of cross-dressing. I am also a recovering alcoholic, with a few days over 19 years without a drink as I write this, and I suppose the two tales are intertwined to some extent. Not that I am a saint by any means, a lot of people with a lot less time have a better sobriety than I. But I learned that alcohol is a poison to me, so I avoid it. I just do irrational things when I add alcohol to my...
My name is Ms Layla Smith, and I am, as you might say, a lady of negotiable affection. This is quite wrong indeed. My price is rarely negotiable, since the customers willing to negotiate obviously are not wealthy enough to afford me. I am a true professional, discreet and perfect in every manner a gentleman could ask for. I know what they want before they even know it themselves, when to smile, when to stare, when to lie, when to be the ever so modest little flower, and when to be the...
THE HUNTER'S TALE. By Cassandra Anaconda Morrison I had been collecting tales of the old days from the people in that small mountain community for several days. And everyone I talked to said the same thing: "Boy?yew should talk to Old Man Sackett if yew wants to hear some hair-raising stories about the old days." It had taken me some time to track him down?apparently he'd taken his Winchester and gone off hunting deer for all he was over 90 years old. But now he was sitting...
The Blue Unicorn: An Allegorical Tale By Lynn LeFey Once upon a time (as is often the beginning of such tales), there was born to a mare a beautiful young foal. Like the other foals, it climbed on wobbly legs, and eventually ran through the green pastures where it lived. This young horse was unremarkable, except for its blue mane. Often the others would comment about this unusual trait, sometimes playfully, sometimes in a mean way. As the young colt grew, the blue coloring slowly...
A Fabulists Tale By Rachel Anne Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought at least they aren't after I tell them that is. Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard....
Altered Fates: Kyle's Tale By Christy_D My name is Kyle Crane and I've got a story to tell. I'm 19 now but when all this happened I was 17. It started off as a normal day, as tales of this nature often do, and I was doing chores around my house. My parents and 15 year old sister, Cassie, were gone for the week visiting my aunt and I had the house to myself. As I took the trash out I noticed something lying in the bushes next to our front door. I put the trash bags by the curb and...
I have to say it’s good to know there are other people out there living the Cuckold lifestyle. Sandra and I are from the South of England, have been married six years and have a daughter together. I love my wife very much indeed. As well as being a very attractive woman with a great figure she is popular and fun to be with. There is nothing I enjoy more than having her on my arm or of spending time with my family. With all this in mind I’m pleased to say that Sandra is also a self-made slut for...