Hartstein A Hartstein Story Chapter 2
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With everyone trying to recover from the avalanche of sex that the four had launched, Jim went to the kitchen and without asking, made everyone a much stronger drink, double shots of tequila for the girls and double scotches for the guys.
Celia, nude except for a Tee top she’d thrown on after her watching Paul fuck her friend, and occasional lover, Joanna. Both men remained nude, while Joanna had a towel draped across her lower extremities.
It wasn’t long before a second round was needed, and Paul got up to do the honors. As he poured the liquor into a fresh set of glasses, he asked the others, “What do we do next? I mean, I’m all for another session...” he pointed to his semi-flaccid penis and added, “but my friend, and yours...” he grinned and nodded at Joanna, “appear to be in need of a brief respite.”
Jim stood up and flipped his penis with two fingers and said, “My guy’s not dead, but he sure needs a transfusion of sorts ... I wonder, Joanna could you give me an energy transfusion?”
Everyone laughed, and as Paul brought the drinks back to the others, Joanna sank down to her knees, ready to comply with Jim’s request.
“Hey, hey,” Paul chirped, not revealing any rancor at Jim for asked Joanna for a blowjob. “Don’t make the poor girl waste all that sucking power on your limp dick. Let’s do something creative.”
“Like what?” Celia asked, showing interest.
“Mmmm, yeah,” Joanna said from her kneeling position.
“Well, we could all use some ... refresher time, so what if we entertained one another with how we had our first introductions to sex?”
“Ewe!” Celia gasped. “First times suck!”
“Oh now you’ve gone and spoiled the ending of your story!” Paul chided, obviously kidding her. Everyone, Celia included laughed at his quick response.
Paul waited a moment and then said, “What I meant was we tell about our initial sexual experiences. If the first time was a bummer, skip it and go to that really good first time. If we appear entertained by your story, keep going until you feel you have to stop.
Celia jumped in saying: “You mean like telling something that the others may not know about?”
“Yeah, that’s the idea,” Paul answered.
“Well then,” Celia said, “Me and my college roomie used to go down on each other, pretending Jim had just come in us.”
Jim nearly spat out his drink as the words left her mouth because that was not at all where he thought the conversation was going.
“Can you say that again?” Paul asked, leaning in closer. Celia’s blush was slight, but obvious, and he wondered if she had meant to say it out loud.”And for the record, who’s the ‘we’ you refer too?”
Celia brightened at the question, and quickly replied, “That would have been Jacqueline. Remember her guys? I don’t think Joanna ever met her. She left school during sophomore year. Preggers, you know?”
“I didn’t know...” Jim said.
“I never met her, at least I don’t recall having met her,” Paul said.
Celia was quick to pick up on her husband’s weak reply. “You didn’t know? Could you have been the one to knock her up?”
“Umm, Paul interjected, “This is going off track, guys.”
“I just want to know if Jim here, knocked up my roomie,” Celia was pissed, or appeared so.
Taking a deep breath, Jim answered his wife’s accusation. “No, I certainly didn’t knock her up. The closest thing to sex I ever had with her was bumping into her tits by accident when coming out of your bathroom one time. I didn’t know she was coming in at the same time I was going out.”
“I know,” Celia said with a smug smile. I just wanted to bust your balls, baby!”
“CELIA!” Jim yelled in exasperation. Joanna and Paul clutched each other while they laughed at the trick Celia had pulled on her husband.
“Is there any story here, Celia, or are you busting all our humps?” Paul inquired.
“Oh, yeah, sorry guys ... Jacqueline and I wanted Jim, you know, we girls fantasize. Anyway, we took turns, wondering what it would be like if we hooked up with you.”
“Now you tell me you were all hot for me!” Jim laughed and both women joined him.
“I used to make stories up, just to tease her ... I’d tell her I heard you getting it on with some girl a door or two down the hall, or that we’d just finished a quickie in the alley down the street. Jackie wanted to hear this shit ... can you believe it? I mean, I’m making it up as I go along and she knows what I’m doing, but still get’s hotter than a two dollar pistol from my telling her a piece of fiction.”
“People relate to fiction,” Paul said matter-of-factly, “I should know, I make a living at it.”
“Don’t I know it?” Celia said giddily. I mean like, I’d stumble into the room and tell her it had happened. Then I’d push her down onto my bed, my hand in her hair as she begged to hear more. By the time I felt her mouth on my thigh she was practically cumming and I was right behind her. She dove in, eating my pussy like she was crazy. ‘I can taste him’ she’d moan, fucking me with her tongue. ‘I can taste his cum inside you.’”
Paul leaned back and took a drink, wondering if he had been that clueless in school or on reconsidering the decent number of girls he’d had in college, perhaps it was the present day that he was being foolish.
“I wish you had told me, honey,” Jim finally said, kissing Celia’s fingers. “I mean, I might have been able to help.”
“It was just a fantasy, baby,” she said with a shrug. “Besides, it was the only way I could get her to go down on me. Sometimes you have to be creative.”
And that set the tone for the next forty-seven minutes.
Joanna broke her silence at that point to say, “Well I’m ready to fess up about my first time, or should I say times?”
“Tell us anyway you want too, Joanna.” Paul said softly, having noticed her hand clenching the towel on her lap.
“I guess everything started when I was in high school. Back then my ass and legs were already shapely, although my chest had barely started developing. My girl friends and I were coming home from a movie. It had started to rain and we didn’t want to walk, so we called Cynthia’s dad and he rescued us and picked us up in front of the theatre. In recent months I’d often caught him checking me out the sneaky way men, especially fathers do, which always creeped me out. Anyway, I wound up in the front seat sitting next to him. Cynthia and my other two girl friends were in the back. Why Cynthia wasn’t up front has always puzzled me, and I wondered if she and her father planed it that way.”
“Why would you say that?” Celia asked.
“Let me tell the story, please, Celia, okay?”
“Yeah ... sorry.”
“It was late and while the drive wasn’t all that long, we girls all lived a distance apart. That’s another reason why I wondered why I was sitting up front. Well, I didn’t have all that long to wonder about it.
We were all starting to fall asleep. Suddenly I felt Cynthia’s dad’s hand on my leg.” Joanna raised an eyebrow as she spoke her next words. “Of course, being smart ass high school girls, we just had to wear the shortest skirts possible. By that I mean, the max our parents would allow.
“So there I was looking down at his hand moving from my knee to the upper portion of my thigh. I coughed once to see if that would get him to take his hand off, but he pretended like nothing was happening.
I really was at a loss as what to do. I mean, had it been a high school senior, I’d have smacked the hand away. I was embarrassed, worse I didn’t want my girlfriends to wake up with me fighting Cynthia’s dad off. So I stayed silent.
Then his hand was under my skirt. As short as it was he wasn’t too far away from pay dirt, you know?”
I tried to stop him, but two things happened. One, he was stronger than me. Two, he lost control of the car and nearly wrecked it; but managed to gain control and just kept driving. His hand never left my thigh. I figured he’d rather kill us all than take his fuckin’ hand away, so I gave in.
“So there he was, hand between my legs. I tried to hold them together but, again, there wasn’t much I could do without waking everyone up. So I decided to just endure it, because I knew we’d be home soon.
He started rubbing my pussy through my panties. I felt helpless to stop him. It was humiliating. I felt even more humiliated when I started feeling pleasure from what he was doing to me.
Oh the bastard did quite the job on my clit. He knew what he was doing, He rubbed it and he tweaked it, had me wetter than I get in the shower. I had to bite my lip to stop from moaning,
and then my orgasm hit me. I couldn’t help moaning, but it was through clenched teeth and the radio was on, so my girlfriends didn’t wake up.
But I gotta tell ya, it was the most intense and pleasurable orgasm I had ever had. It lasted forever. My whole body shook, and I felt like a flood of pleasure flowed from my toes to the tips of my fingers.
And Cynthia’s dad knew it.
Later that year I lost my virginity. Yeah ... the fucking Prom, doesn’t everyone? He was a hunky college guy I’d just started dating. I suppose you want to know how he rated in the Richter Scale orgasm-wise ... so let’s just say it was okay. It didn’t hurt, but I didn’t get off either. Still, I was happy to no longer be a virgin.
“Just two more ... shall we say, incidents and I’m done. So ... in my school you had to get at least a C+ average in all your classes, or you couldn’t play sports. During my senior year I failed the mid-term math exam, and I was about to be kicked off the cheerleading squad. I felt like my life was ruined. I begged the math teacher, Mr. Jorgenson, to let me re-take the exam. He agreed, but he said I first had to take extra lessons after school, or else I’d probably just fail it again.
Now Sigmund the shrink might take issue with what follows; but what did I know at eighteen, anyway? Well, I knew how to tease guys and I impishly decided to tease Mr. Jorgenson during the after school study sessions.
Sooo, first day, first session, I wore a snug turtleneck that showed off my little girl apples, the mandatory short skirt, white tights and flats. Typical attire for the average teenage slut, right?”
I purposely fidgeted in my seat, crossing and re-crossing my legs and letting my skirt inch up my thighs. Mr. Jorgenson sat at his desk and quizzed me, all the while ogling my legs.
The next day I intentionally dressed like a school girl, knowing older men like Mr. Jorgenson liked that. I’d seen a recent copy of Hustler and followed the starlet’s dress to a T. Well I wore undies, she didn’t, but you see where I’m going with this, right?
There I was short pleated skirt, starched tailored blouse, knee high socks and saddle shoes. I had to endure my friend’s comments, “Saddle shoes? Ugh, where’d you find them?”
But it was worth it. The whole time I felt Mr. Jorgenson’s eyes on me. When I spoke he didn’t look at my face. Instead he looked at my mouth, like he was imagining what it would be like to kiss me, or feel my lips around his you-know-what.
It went on like this for three days. I have to admit, teasing him turned me on. It was thrilling to have this type power over him. Every night I played with myself to an incredible orgasm.
I came down to Earth on Friday when I re-took the test, but only got a C-. I was devastated, and knew I’d be kicked out of cheerleading. I was near tears when I felt Mr. Jorgenson’s hand on my arm. His eyes were on my chest. “I know cheerleading is important to you,” he said. “There might be something you can do to raise your grade ... if you can keep a secret.”
I felt his hand on my back, tracing along my bra strap. “I won’t do that,” I said warily. Teasing was one thing, but I wasn’t going to prostitute myself.
“No, no, not that,” he said hurriedly.
“Then -- what do you want?”
He looked nervous. Looking back, I know he planned all of this from the start, but he knew how much trouble he’d be in if he got caught.
“Do you swear you’ll never tell anyone?” he said. He tried to sound domineering, but I sensed his uneasiness. “If you say anything, I’ll deny it all and get you expelled. Getting kicked out of cheerleading will be the least of your worries.”
I nodded. I didn’t know what to expect, but his nervousness made me feel more confident, despite his threats.
“Take off your shoes,” he demanded.
“What?” looking bewildered.
“Please,” he practically pleaded, abruptly losing his domineering demeanor.
I stepped out of my flats. He ogled my feet, and then his eyes moved up my legs. “Turn around and walk to the wall, and then walk back slowly.”
I did as he asked. It was weird, but harmless. The entire time his eyes hungrily ogled my legs and feet.
“So beautiful,” he said longingly. “Now pull up your skirt.”
He saw the alarm on my face and quickly added, “I won’t touch you! I just want to look!”
He hadn’t touched me – other than briefly rubbing my back – and I could always scream or run away. The door was closed, but not locked. So I felt safe. I lowered my hands and raised my skirt.
“Please, more, and slowly,” he begged, when I stopped just below my panties.
I couldn’t believe the change in Mr. Jorgenson. Just moments ago he had been the dominating teacher. Now he was practically groveling at my feet. I couldn’t believe how much power I had over him. It aroused me. “Do you promise to give me an A?” I asked, wanting to test my new found power. “Not just for this test, but for the rest of the year?”
“Yes!” he agreed immediately. “Now, please, just raise your skirt, I want to see...”
I raised my skirt to my waist. My white tights weren’t quite opaque, so he could see through to my lacy bikini panties.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked, the words almost catching in his dry throat.
“No,” I answered truthfully. I wasn’t very experienced – having only done it once – but didn’t say that.
He moaned, like my confession had given him physical pleasure. He fumbled at his zipper, and took out his penis. It was hard, and he started whacking off, not taking his eyes off my crotch. The knowledge that I caused such a reaction in him made me flush with arousal. So when he asked -- “Can I touch you, just a little?” – I nodded my head. I wanted him touching me in a big way.
He covered my mound with his hand. “You’re so wet,” he said, and I knew it was true. I moaned when he rubbed me, desperately wanting the pleasure and release of my rapidly approaching orgasm.
Suddenly our roles were reversed again, with him having the upper hand. He rubbed me harder and faster, and I clung to him for support. He probably felt my breath against his chest as I panted into his shirt.
He knew I needed release, and that gave him confidence. “I knew you weren’t a virgin,” he hissed into my ear. “You’ve been teasing me on purpose, haven’t you?”
“Yeah,” I moaned. At that moment I would’ve said anything to keep him rubbing me, although in this case my admission was the truth.
He grunted, satisfied. “I knew it! You’re a dirty teasing slut, a cock teaser, admit it!”
Surprisingly, I found his taunting a real turn on. Instinctively I began playing along. “You’re right, I like to tease; it turns me on!”
He stopped playing with himself, and with that free hand, he groped my small breasts. “A slut, that’s what you are, and you fuck them after you tease them, don’t you slut, don’t you?” he sneered, rubbing my nipples through my blouse and bra.
Mr. Jorgenson’s rough handling of my pussy and breasts was too much for me and I came, shuddering through an almost violent orgasm. I collapsed into his chest, and he immediately began humping me. Wearing panties and tights, there wasn’t a chance he could penetrate me, which is good because I’m not sure I’d have the will to stop him. But he didn’t seem to care. In fact, he seemed to savor the feel of my wool tights against his penis. Within moments he grunted, and then I felt a warm wetness spreading over my tights.
“Oh, wow, that was soooo hot, Joanna,” Celia cooed.
“Damn right!” Jim agreed.
Paul shook his head, “This is turning out much better than I thought it would.”
“I’m not quite finished,” Joanna said with a wry smile.
“Continue on,” Paul said gallantly waving her on.
“Anyway, I graduated without letting Mr. Jorgenson go any further than he had ... although there were some days and nights I would have welcomed his cock, you know?
“But this is the part I’ve never, ever even hinted at to anyone that wasn’t there at the time. I can’t believe I’m going to tell you guys about it now!”
“C’mon, Jo, you’ve got me salivating,” Jim said. His erection had returned and was pointed at the ceiling. Joanna caught sight of it and licked her lips, but decided she had to finish the story.
Joanna took a deep breath, noticing that her chest was still a favorite object of attention of everyone in the room and felt a twinge of pleasure in her vagina.
Then she began. “Okay, of all things I was asked to house sit for Cynthia’s family. Her Dad of all people! I was to live there for a month while they went to Alaska as a reward for Cynthia’s graduating high school.
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Kylie Rocket is enjoying her video games when she accidentally wakes up her step brother from his nap. He yells at her saying she’s supposed to be doing homework and even threatens to tell her dad. She begs him not to say anything. Peter thinks of an idea. In order to keep his mouth shut, she’s gonna have to make him cum. He spanks her for not doing homework and then she gives him an amazing blowjob. She gets naked, showing off her perky tits and amazing ass. They fuck in multiple...
xmoviesforyouSmoking hot young waitress Natalie Porkman shouldn’t be on the menu for Tony, after all, she is engaged to married. Tony tries using compliments, but that doesn’t get him too far so he uses something even more surefire, a wad of cash. Mesmerized by the money, she soon agrees to go hang out with him and forgets all about her fiance. Once they’re at Tony’s place naughty Natalie is quickly naked, happily sucking his cock and getting her tight pussy hammered like the horny...
xmoviesforyouPublished by HornyHubby05 on 12/5/20“Dr. White will see you now.”I looked up to see a pretty blonde nurse with a cordial smile and the expected clipboard. I followed her to Exam Room 5, where she motioned for me to enter and asked me to wait for a few minutes. This was my first time meeting Dr. White. First time for a lot of things these days. My wife and I had just moved to Cleveland, Ohio for work, and I was due for my physical. Dr. White was listed on my insurance website as an option, and...
I lean against the bathroom door and bury my face in my hands. I am torn between screaming and breaking something. I hate how easy it is for her to make me come unhinged. She is the one who left. Who does she think she is waltzing back into my life like nothing has changed? I slow my breath and feel a small tear run down my cheek. ‘Perfect,’ I whisper to myself feeling defeated. This was going so well apart from the horrible feelings of loss and missed opportunities. I walk to the sink and...
It was evening by the time I woke up. Bear was still looking at the door. "Bear, off," I said, and he came up to me wagging his tail. We walked out and down the hall. When I came into the living room there was a near naked Cynthia on her knees there. She was wearing a very sexy set of bra / panties / garter belt and stockings, all in the palest of greens. I went over to the window and looked out. The Ford was gone. "Is this something you bought for him?" I asked, with an edge to my...
After their very long day. The four all headed back to Danny’s place and just crashed there. They had walked around town all day and talked their heads off to so many people about Blanke Schande – particularly after the mass masturbation display. When they finally walked through the door of Danny’s home they all plonked down on whatever looked comfortable and fell asleep and stayed that way right through the night. When Danny finally woke up on Sunday morning the place was quiet and he found...
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It was another slow day at work. Another day where absolutly nothing happened my whole five-hour shift. I left work bored out of my mind... and craving something different. I was staying at a small hotel, since my wife divorced me, and I went up to the third floor so I could just go to my room and sleep until the next miserable day. I noticed the cleaning girl's cart was outside my door. I ignored it, assuming I could just tell her to come back later. I opened my door and threw down my tie and...
I had gotting tired of my mother showing up at my house everyday with out notice.She always came in and whated to move stuff around and say something about a dish in sink or what I had cooked for dinner last nite.I love her but since her boyfriend past away she was driven me crazy. So I woke this morning early and asked her if she wanted to go shopping with me.She said yes I bought some heels bras painties and we went got our nails done.She asked do you own any male clothes I told here no.Well...
Viola Clanton sat on an old box and watched, helpless and impotent, as the farm she and Anton had worked so hard to hang onto was sold at auction. The whole dam' place including the two raw boned worthless milk cows wouldn't bring in enough to even halfway satisfy that god damn banker and his blood sucking friends. Their old mare was dead and the soil wasn't sweet enough to make a halfway decent crop of weeds. But it was all they had. It had been home for all their married life. How had a...
This is a real life incident, something which I cannot erase from my memory even after almost 18-20 years of it taking place. I had this buxom Bengali Teacher in school. She is perhaps the only woman who turned me on the very first time I saw her. It was a co-incidence that we took a mutual affinity for each other. She was dusky in complexion with sharp features. Her ample build was what made her the most attractive. Her real massive, firm and shapely Breasts and Buttocks were something to be...
"Suzie send in my 3'o'clock" requested Xavier Lionheart III over the intercom. "Okay sir," Xavier leaned back in his black leather swing chair and look out of his office window over the Metropolis below. Life had been very good to him, he inherited a Fortune 500 company aged 22 and never looked back. Market analysts always commended Mr. Lionheart's ability to seal the 'deal of the century' every time. In fact his business mind was totally unparalleled. No matter whom it was his...
I had just turned 18 and finished school. I was at a crossroads in my life not knowing whether to go to University or try for a job.I wasn't sexually unaware – I'd had some fun times with boys.My parents hadn't been to University so they couldn't help me.Dad suggested I ask his brother, Uncle Dave, for advice.Dave had been to University, travelled the world, made a fortune or two it was rumoured.He'd also been married twice. My Dad reckoned he was a bit of a ladies man although he was now 50. ...
Tanner was scanning the area around him, trying to find the source of occasional noise. In fact, there were two. An independent, underground reporter named Jenna was trying to get away, because she had seen Walker fairly close by, while sneaking around. However, her movement distracted the former police officer, just as he was about to toss the explosive device at Tanner. The Annihilator ran and fell into a roll, to avoid the blast. The smoke generated obscured both him, and Jenna from...
Dave had to admit that after the past thousand miles that he was tired and somewhat bored of driving through farmland. This was most of the country, regardless of state. He’d developed a new appreciation for small towns along the way; places like Irene, South Dakota, with a population of four-hundred. As he rode slowly through the small community, he noted the pride in the town that residents had: six girls from the town had become Miss South Dakota in recent years, plus another sign declared...
One evening, Victoria’s phone rang and Elise was on the other end of the line.Elise asked her friend if she remembered their special time together and if she would be interested in coming over again. Victoria responded positively to both questions and so the ladies agreed to meet up again for a special rendezvous at the weekend. “If you want, we can go one step further, “ Elise suggested to Victoria.Victoria asked what her friend meant, but Elise refused to be drawn, saying that she would have...
“Where are we going?” I asked you, again. Again, all you did was laugh and tell me to be patient. Smiling, I followed willingly behind you as you led me along the path, my hand safely in yours. …………………………………………………. I woke up this morning, snuggled securely in your arms, with you just waiting for me to come to life again. “I have a surprise for you today,” you had told me, with a mysterious smile. Dressing in a cute summer dress that showed off my tits and legs to perfection, I waited...
“I want you to build a box out of wood that is 4 feet completely square with a lid that is hinged and can be secured with a padlock on the outside when its closed. About 3 feet from the ground, I want you to cut a 3” hole in it and make sure that the hole is smooth.” I had told my ma’am that the only time I had ever sucked a cock before it was at a local gloryhole before the moral police closed them all up. I told her that I sucked it only because no one knew it was me on the other side....
The following is true and written to the best of my recollection: My addiction to ‘Anonymous and Spontaneous Sex With Any Stranger(s) (ASSWAS)’ began with a successful hookup through Craigslist. After a few emails, I met the guy in a parking lot and gave him head in my car. It was exhilarating, but I was hoping for something more spontaneous as well as even more anonymous. The next experience was in an adult video store at the glory hole. It wasn’t as satisfying as I expected having to wait for...
A Star Wars Universe Story: Smuggler to Slave DISCLAIMER: Star Wars and all of its related contents contained herein are property of LucasArts Ltd. and NOT mine. This story is for entertainment purposes ONLY and I make no money from its distribution. Any questions or concerns should be directed to the author, and not any website which hosts this content. I was lost in Narssia's dark blue eyes when a rough voice interjected and snapped me back to the present. "Are you fucking...
Huma presents a new hot story of a dirty family. Hope all my kinky readers will love it. I am 26 years old photographer, married to a sexbomb named Sarita who loves sex. I have been fucking her in all positions and at all places, like, bathroom, kitchen, in the lawn and soemtimes in bed too. I live with my mother Sunita who is a gorgeous looking woman of 46. She has a few male friends who used to be my dad’s friends before my dad died two years ago. My wife tells me she fucks them like a whore....
Amy pulled the vibrant blue dress over her head wriggling her hips in front of the mirror after her bath. Her halter style straps always made her tits look bigger; she cupped her silky-firm breasts from underneath and planted them better in her bra and squeezed them up snuggly using her fingers to draw her nipples out tautly. She knew that Justin loved her in this dress. The top of the dress was low cut; it looked like if she took a big breath the dress would dip down and show the tips of her...
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I was roused from my slumber by a buzzing noise in my ear that, in my state of semi-consciousness, I assumed was a fly or a bee and tried to swat away. When this didn't work and the buzzing sound persisted I opened my eyes fully to find a grinning Becky standing over me and gently caressing my cheek with her small, silver vibrator. "Say hello to my little friend," Becky said, in her very best Al Pacino impersonation. "What? Don't you like the vibrations against your cheek, sweetie?...
It was another long friday for cindy once again her day was full of random errands that made it hard for her to enjoy the day. But finally she was home and ready to relax with her husband. Her daughter (kat) is at her friends for the weekend and her being excited for the long needed break from the day cindy decided to get all dolled up for her husband and surprise him with a special night. She even puts on her new size 2 sexy pink laced lingerie with the crotchless bottoms even put the silk...
I had been having dreams, odd dreams, about my wife’s college roommate for some time now. They were always vivid and seemed to suggest a sexual relationship between the two of us. Sometimes, there would be other people involved. Sometimes, there were crazy sexual situations that I’d never desired in real life, but in these dreams were my deepest desires. I finally brought these dreams to the attention of my wife and she would laugh.First, she and her roommate had been friends with benefits...
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