myfirst experience
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"Ummm, Celeste?" Vicky said.
"What?"
"These uniforms..."
"Retro chic, I know, right?" Celeste said, her voice ringing with excitement.
The girls were standing together in front of the full length mirror in the dressing room at the 100 Years of Civil Aviation attraction. They were both dressed in 1960's stewardess uniforms: navy blue long sleeved mini-dresses with deep v-necks and lapels, gold braiding around the cuffs and large gold buttons all the way down the front. Vicky was staring at herself with uncertainty and mounting concern, but Celeste was smiling and turning left and right, admiring the narrow cut at her waist and the way the dress buttoned tightly over her breasts, pushing them together and showing a deep cleavage. Sliding her hands beneath the lapels, she lifted them a bit higher, revealing a sliver of nipple on each side.
"Too much?" she asked.
"No. I mean yes; I don't know," Vicky said distractedly. "Don't you think they're a bit..."
"A bit what? Gorgeous?"
"A bit ... well ... short?"
Celeste looked down at the hem-lines which just barely covered their bottoms.
"Well they are mini-dresses," Celeste rationalised. "And the sixties were pretty racy."
"Are you sure they're real?"
"Of course they're real," Celeste curled an admonishing eyebrow. "You're wearing one, aren't you?"
"No. Are they real airline uniforms?" Vicky explained. "They're not ... like ... porno fantasy costumes or something."
Celeste snorted laughter. "Oh, they're real, all right. I even met the lady who donated them. Seventy years if she was a day."
"Eeeeew! I didn't need that visual."
"Well she wasn't wearing one of them!" Celeste retorted, laughing. "In fact she looked very elegant and modest for a senior citizen. But, man, she must have rocked it in her day." Celeste adjusted the lapels until her nipples were hidden again.
Vicky still looked uncertain.
"Maybe they're supposed to be jackets," she suggested, brightening. "Are there any matching skirts back there?" She turned and eyed the racks of airline livery.
"Oh, stop being such a princess," Celeste teased. "They're plenty long enough. Now put your hat on; the boys will be getting restless."
They had left Spike and Bob out in the anteroom and Vicky thought they were probably discussing in hushed tones what might be about to happen. She herself wasn't sure what Celeste had planned until she saw the uniform; but now it was pretty clear. At least half of her concern and reluctance was that she didn't want to lose Bob to the beautiful redhead.
Vicky compared the two reflections in the mirror and found herself envious of Celeste's fuller breasts, flashing green eyes and cascades of long, glossy, auburn hair. At that moment she had her arms up and was winding those flaming locks into a tidy bun so that she could pin on the little stewardess's pillbox hat, when a flash of pink lower down caught Vicky's eye.
"Your knickers are showing below your 'plenty-long-enough-mini-dress'," she pointed to the reflection with a giggle. The gauzy gusset of Celeste's panties was peeking out from beneath the hem. She finished pinning on her hat and lowered her arms, but the mini-dress stayed up where it was.
"Oh my goodness," said Celeste with an amused grin, pulling down at the hem. "How did they ever load the overhead lockers in these things? They must have gotten groped six ways from Sunday."
"Maybe they wore tights?" Vicky guessed. "Or maybe they were just shorter than us?"
She experimentally lifted her arms to tie her own hair and was not surprised to see her own simple bikini briefs appear beneath the mini-dress. Her serious eyes met Celeste's in the mirror and to make a joke of it she did a sexy pout and snaked her body back and forth, running her hands through her hair and twisting her hips. The mini-dress rode higher still, exposing not just the gusset but the whole leg, all the way round to her hip.
Celeste copied, lifting her arms, provocatively grinding her hips and blowing kisses at the mirror until she too was flashing three of four inches of underwear and both of them were giggling uproariously. Vicky noticed with an unfamiliar thrill the way the sheer nylon of Celeste's panties clung to the smooth curves of her outer labia. She could see a tiny thatch of auburn pubic hair through the translucent fabric and realised jealously that Celeste was almost completely shaved.
Unbidden, an image popped into her head: Celeste's pussy open and wet, poised over Vicky's face as she ran her tongue over those soft, flawless lips; feeling their smoothness as she inhaled the sweet musk of Celeste's sex; and then kissing her there, tasting that sweetness on her tongue, straining and probing deeper into the heat of her womanhood to find the wellspring of that perfumed nectar.
Licking her lips guiltily, Vicky realised she had no idea how long she had been staring at Celeste's pussy. She looked up and saw the beautiful redhead watching her with an amused look.
"You're right," she said. "These things are too short. We can't be flashing our panties at the guys." With that, she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and pulled them down her long legs and off over the heels she had picked out for the costume.
"Well, that's better," she said matter-o-factly, both girls looking at the milky smooth lips of her pussy in the mirror as her dress stayed bunched up at her hips. "You can't see them at all now."
Vicky's heart was pounding. The idea of kissing a girl had never disgusted her, but even though she had thought about it several times, she hadn't really considered herself interested in the idea. Until now, that is.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, looking nervously into Celeste's eyes in the mirror.
"Does what hurt?"
"You know ... shaving ... down there."
"Only if you get it wrong," laughed Celeste. "Actually, I wax; but the principle's the same. It's awkward and easy to make a mess of it. Much better to get someone else to do it."
"Oh, I could never do that," Vicky's eyes flashed nervously as she shook her head.
"Nonsense," said Celeste. "It's nothing compared to what you let your gyno do. And it's so worth it."
"Worth it?"
"Hell yes. Guys can't go down on you quick enough!" she laughed; her whole face lighting up. "You let them get a hand in your panties and then watch the look on their face when their fingers slide over smooth, bare skin. They practically start drooling to get their tongue into you. And it's not just lick, suck, let's fuck: they stay down until you're coming like an early Christmas."
Vicky blushed at the mental picture inspired by her friend's profanity, still staring at her pussy in the reflection
Celeste turned to face her. "Close your eyes," she said quietly.
"What are you going to do?" Vicky asked nervously.
"I'm almost naked and I'm feeling modest. So just shut them, OK?"
Vicky closed her eyes and then felt Celeste gently take her left hand and cup it to her pussy. She gasped in surprise, but didn't pull back. She could feel the little crop of hair against the heel of her palm but everywhere else – all the way down to the tip of her middle finger somewhere near Celeste's anus – was completely, utterly smooth.
With her own hand cupped over Vicky's, Celeste slowly stroked up and down, Vicky's fingers slid with frictionless ease over the soft, hairless flesh until she felt her friend's juices welling onto to her fingertips.
"Now imagine you're a guy," Celeste said softly. "Imagine how that feels against your lips and your tongue."
"Mmmmm. I can imagine it," said Vicky, her voice catching as she struggled to control her breathing. And then, summoning up every shred of courage she could muster: "But I'm not imagining I'm a guy."
In lieu of a response, Celeste continued stroking herself with Vicky's hand, but applied the tiniest pressure over her middle finger. Vicky needed no further encouragement; she doubled the minute pressure and Celeste's swollen lips opened like a flower, instantly coating the length of Vicky's finger in her lubricating juices as it ploughed between the soft, hot folds of her womanhood.
"Wait," Celeste breathed as Vicky tried to go deeper. "Let me shave you first; the boys aren't going anywhere."
Vicky opened her eyes. Too nervous to speak, she bit her lower lip and nodded.
"Great, give me a moment." Celeste was all business again and transformed into a whirlwind of movement and grace that Vicky had already witnessed a couple of times. From her bag she pulled a foil sachet of sex lube, a miniature manicure kit containing a tiny pair of nail scissors, and - most improbably - a disposable razor.
"Girl Scout," Celeste explained as Vicky looked with surprise at the little collection. Taking control, she pushed Vicky back onto the settee; pulled her bottom forward right to edge and stripped off her cotton panties in one swift movement.
With Celeste kneeling in front of her, Vicky had a moment of second thought, holding her knees tightly together as Celeste placed her hands between the her thighs, smiling and nodding encouragement as she applied pressure to draw them apart. Her last reserves of resistance melting away, Vicky relaxed her thighs and allowed them to be opened wide, exposing the throbbing, swollen lips of her sex.
"Oh, this is not so bad," said Celeste gently as she combed the soft brown curls around Vicky's mons with her fingers and stroked over the wisps covering her outer labia. Quickly and deftly, she snipped away the longer hair with the nail scissors and then smeared lube over the remaining stubble, massaging it thoroughly to coat the base of each hair and making Vicky gasp with pleasure.
Working with long smooth strokes of the razor, she shaped a small triangle of hair about half an inch above the top of Vicky's slit and then shaved the rest clean. As she shaved down Vicky's swollen labia, she worked a finger into her soaking pussy so that she could pull back the lips to reach the hairs on the most sensitive inner edges.
As she wiped away the residue of lube and shaven hair, Celeste unconsciously put her finger in her mouth to lick off the juices that had been running freely from Vicky and coating her hand.
"Oh my God," she breathed, her green eyes widening in shock and pleasure as she licked down to the knuckle and around the webbing. "You taste like ... something ... pomegranates! It's pomegranates!"
"What!?"
"Oh, Christ, that is divine," she plunged her middle finger back through Vicky's slit, eliciting a surprised shriek from the younger woman, and then did the same with her own pussy on the index finger.
"Here!" she said, offering them both to Vicky lips. "Taste!"
"No!" Vicky cried in shock, but with more than a little curiosity.
"What?" Celeste looked surprised herself. "Have you seriously never tasted yourself?"
"No!" Vicky affirmed, eyes flashing with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity. "Never!" She held up a hand to reject the proffered taste-test.
"Well stop being a baby," she admonished. "Go on! You'll thank me."
Curiosity overwhelmed embarrassment and Vicky held the redhead's hand up to her mouth. She could smell the musky aroma of sex on her fingers and felt a delicious shiver of anticipation coursing through her body. Closing her lips around the middle finger, she tasted herself first; heady and rich and nothing at all like anchovies – which she hated – and which popular opinion told her was how it was supposed to taste. She supposed that she could taste pomegranates ... maybe. Sucking the last of her own scent from Celeste's middle finger, she withdrew it with a small pop and held the index finder before her mouth.
"C'mon, it's not as nice as you," encouraged Celeste. "But it won't poison you."
Her heartbeat pounding in her ears like jungle drums, Vicky could feel more of her own juices welling and coating her hairless pussy lips. With a shuddering breath, she opened up to taste her new friend's sex, and closed her eyes as she placed just the fingertip on her tongue, prolonging the anticipation. With that single taste she was sold. She folded her lips and tongue around Celeste's finger with a low, animal moan; never in her life had she tasted anything so raw, primal and sexy.
Gently sucking and swirling her tongue over her friend's finger, she tasted salt and honeysuckle and extra virgin olive oil and something else that she couldn't identify, but which sang in her mouth and made her nipples tingle and her clitoris buzz. If she had to give it a name, she would say it was the taste of sex; not the taste of having sex, or the sweet afterglow of sex; but of sex yet to come; a potential future as yet unfulfilled. It was fresh and ripe and potent and strangely virginal.
"Oh God," Vicky breathed, "That's what I want."
"Are you sure you want to keep the boys waiting?" Celeste asked, taking Vicky's hand and helping her stand up.
"What boys?" Vicky breathed. A wave of passion that had been building inside her finally crested and broke, washing away the last of her reticence. Still holding Celeste's hand, she drew the redhead closer, lifting her chin and parting her lips to signal her intent. Celeste tilted her head to the side and met Vicky's kiss; her lips small and moist and supple and unlike any man Vicky had kissed.
Vicky's nerve endings celebrated the new sensation of kissing a woman. She closed her eyes and allowed her hands to chart the foreign territory of Celeste's body; her muscle-memory – so used to a man's physique – told her that this was all wrong, but her hard nipples and soaking pussy lips sang with the news that it was not just right; it was wonderfully, breathtakingly right. She moulded her fingers over Celeste's neat, round bottom and traced into her tiny, tight waist. She could feel the redhead's full, firm breasts pressing against her own through their uniforms, but it wasn't enough – she needed the feeling of skin on skin.
Panting and kissing with mounting vigour, Vicky whispered "Please" as she began unbuttoning Celeste's uniform and "Yes, God, yes" when the older woman responded in turn. Unbuttoned from neck to hem, the mini-dresses hung like coats; Vicky pulled the lapels open to gorge herself on Celeste's naked perfection.
Tentatively at first, she touched her body to Celeste's, relishing the hard points of her nipples as every movement traced tiny arcs and swirls of erotic sensation on the sensitive undersides of her own breasts. As their bellies touched, Vicky stopped breathing and focussed all of her attention on her pussy; shaved and open and soaking wet and now just a few millimetres from the moist, pink folds of Celeste's. Vicky felt the slightest brush of friction as their tiny patches of pubic hair met – so close now – it may have been imagination, but she thought she could feel the heat radiating from Celeste's molten core.
And then their lips touched. Instinctively, both women arched upwards to make contact at the steaming centre of their sex. Whimpering with passion and desperation, Vicky moved from the hips, brushing her engorged inner folds against Celeste's, feeling the wetness transfer both ways and coat their smooth outer lips with a mixture of their naturally perfumed lubrication.
Unable to resist any longer, Vicky grasped Celeste's naked bottom in both hands and ground their pussies together, opening herself up and scissoring Celeste's smooth lips into her own. Wonderful barrages of ecstasy exploded through her womanhood as Celeste touched down on her clitoris, and she rejoiced at the redhead's soft cries in her ear that told her she was doing the same.
"Let me do you," she breathed in Celeste's ear, reluctantly breaking the contact on her pussy, which was screaming for the sweet release of orgasm. She began kissing down Celeste's body; her neck, the points of her clavicle and the tops of her breasts before Celeste stopped her, drawing her back.
"No," she whispered. "We'll do it together." She turned Vicky around and held her from behind, one arm crossed over her flat stomach to gently cup one of her small breasts; the other reaching down to close over her sex, the tip of her middle finger nestled in the brunette's entrance as she kissed the hollow of her neck.
Celeste lowered them both to the floor and supported Vicky from behind as she lay on her back, folding back the lapels of her open dress like a blanket, her tanned and naked form laid out like a golden buffet for Celeste to feast upon.
Vicky looked up into the face of her friend; the beautiful female face that a few breathless moments from now would be the first woman to taste her, to take her, to enter her and – she knew this like she knew her own name – to drive her to an orgasm so intense she would never feel its equal from penetrative sex. Instinctively she drew her knees up to angle her pussy towards Celeste and with the flexibility of a gymnast parted them so that they were almost flat on the floor.
Now pointing straight up, the soft open cup of her entrance began to pool with her juices. Glistening with moisture at first, it was soon slick with her juices and by the time Celeste had kissed from Vicky's breathless lips to her small breasts – pausing to tease and suck the nipples and to offer her own full breasts to Vicky's eager lips – it was brimming with the sweet nectar of Vicky's sex.
As Celeste moved down over Vicky's young body, the brunette craned her neck up to kiss and trace the lines of her stomach and feel the muscles flutter nervously beneath her soft lips. She watched entranced as Celeste's glistening opening passed over her eyes, her intoxicating scent filling Vicky's senses; and then stopped, open and ready an inch above the younger woman's breathless lips.
There was a frozen moment of time when nothing happened, as if both women were waiting for a signal to begin, and then just as Vicky opened her mouth to kiss Celeste's pussy, she felt the tip of the other woman's tongue tracing over her smooth lips. Vicky followed her movements, working down one side, tasting her own smeared scent alongside the more potent, intoxicating perfume almost dripping from Celeste's molten core.
The exquisite, smooth softness of Celeste's pussy was unlike anything Vicky had imagined; it was unlike anything she could have imagined. Her limited experience with oral sex extended to a few pleasant but nervous episodes of cock sucking, where she was more concerned about the boy taking liberties and choking her than she was with delivering finely controlled pleasure to her partner. With a man, she wasn't exactly sure what she should be doing; apart from the one universal 'no teeth' rule, they seemed to like pretty much everything.
But this? This! This was indescribably different! Not that she was going lesbo any time soon, but pleasuring a pussy with a cock was like peeling an apple with a chainsaw. And better, she knew exactly what to do because Celeste was copying her; everything she did to Celeste, she felt the result in her own pussy in real time. Licking, sucking, kissing, probing, hard and soft, slow and fast; it was like the most perfect shopping experience where you could try on ten different pairs of shoes at once to see which one looks best ... and better ... which one feels best.
Gaining confidence, Vicky became more adventurous and moved from the wonderful softness of Celeste's smooth pussy lips into her glistening, hot slit, where that intoxicating sexual perfume was strongest. Starting with gentle probes above and to the side of Celeste's clitoris, she teased with soft, gentle strokes; working back and forth in slow arcs and establishing a rhythm with which Celeste quickly synchronised. In a surreal moment of transcendence, so perfectly timed was Celeste's feedback that Vicky felt as though she was licking her own pussy. Far from revolting her (which would have been her natural reaction), it felt overwhelmingly erotic and sent her heart racing even faster.
As much as she normally loathed direct stimulation of her clitoris, in her breathless passion she grazed her tongue lightly over Celeste's hard love-button, eliciting a muffled shriek of excitement from the redhead quickly followed by a reciprocal stroke over her own clitoris.
She expected a profound sensation and boy did she get it. But far from the normal sobering shock – like being pinched or doused with cold water – Celeste's tongue revved her like a race-tuned engine on the starting grid; raucous, animal and powerful but smooth and emotive at the same time. With sparks of pleasure firing and lighting up her core, Vicky's excitement stepped up to a new level and she felt the first stirrings of an orgasm tingling in her thighs and the base of her stomach.
Arching her back and giving voice to gasping cries of pleasure so that Celeste would know that she was close to coming, Vicky redoubled her efforts on the older woman's pussy, hoping that they would climax together. Hardening the web of muscles in her tongue, she probed into Celeste's tight opening, maintaining contact on her clitoris with her lower lip as she strained to go deeper.
Feeling Celeste's thigh muscles bunch against her ears, Vicky realised that the redhead was at least as close to coming as herself. She almost had time to worry about being left behind when she felt Celeste close her lips over her sensitive entrance and she was forced open by the pointed tip of her probing tongue. The casual, ambling approach of her own orgasm became a full, frenzied gallop as Celeste drove her tongue into Vicky's sex; the thick base stretching her wide open while the tip probed and danced, pressing and exploring – seemingly in every direction at once – in a way that a cock never could.
Vicky shrieked with passion and genuine surprise as the orgasm crashed through her; at one moment just a contraction in her core and then a light-speed explosion, igniting every nerve ending in her body in a blinding flash of pure ecstasy. Like fireworks, as the last embers of one sky-burst began to fade, another one – with different shape, colour and intensity – would tear through her again, contracting her muscles and arching her pussy into Celeste's merciless tongue.
Unconsciously copying her actions, Vicky dove deeply into Celeste's sweet centre, marvelling at the exquisite pressure of the redhead's tight canal pressing back against her insistent tongue as for the first time she truly began to appreciate the unique ecstasy that a guy experiences driving his cock into the heavenly, silken embrace of a tight pussy. As her own orgasm began to abate, Vicky felt Celeste's pussy convulse and her hips rock downwards, encouraging Vicky to thrust deeper even though her tongue was being squeezed out by Celeste's powerful contractions. When finally both women were completely spent, Celeste kissed the last of Vicky's juices from her freshly shaven lips before turning around to embrace the younger woman, their breasts pressed together as they whispered breathless gratitude into each other's ears.
After a minute of quiet kissing, Vicky realised that Bob and Spike were still waiting outside and would be getting impatient. Disentangling from each other, both women got up and began putting themselves to rights; buttoning their dresses and touching up makeup as they stole knowing glances at each other in the mirror. Feeling a bit woozy, Vicky wound her hair into a bun and pinned on her pillbox hat. Pulling at her ludicrously short hem, she looked at her beautiful companion standing beside her in the mirror. Was she really afraid of Bob falling for her? Maybe Bob should be the one to be worried. She wondered what would happen next. Whatever it was, they were ready.
"Passengers and crew travelling to Coffs Harbour on flight BJ69, your flight is now ready for boarding. Passengers with special needs and those travelling First Class, please identify yourselves to crew members for priority boarding."
Celeste's voice over the PA system was unmistakable. Spike looked at Bob sitting opposite him in the anteroom. "BJ69," Spike laughed, shaking his head slowly. "See? I told you this would be worth the wait."
Bob had been increasingly concerned that something was wrong as the ten minute wait stretched to twenty minutes and then almost half an hour. Spike reasoned to the contrary: a longer wait was good news because the girls were making more thorough preparations. As they waited, Bob had finally come clean and told the whole story about his flight from Sydney; how Celeste had conspired to spill water on him, feel him up and then herd him into the tiny airplane bathroom with Vicky where he had lost his virginity. Well Bob, you didn't exactly reveal that bit, but hey, it's not like you're under oath, right?
This revelation gave Spike even more encouragement. Celeste was clearly a master game-player, he reasoned; and they were in for a fun night, providing they played along and gave her every opportunity to execute her plan.
As they stood up, a door on the other side of the room opened, seemingly on its own. Bob and Spike went to investigate, but there was nobody there, just a corridor decorated to look like and air-bridge. They followed the corridor and turned the corner revealing another short passage way and what looked very convincingly like a bridge into an aircraft cabin.
Both girls were inside the cabin, smiling and standing with hands clasped in front of their tiny, navy blue mini-dresses. Bob thought Vicky looked nervous; he could see that her cheeks were flushed and her breasts – tightly bound beneath the gold buttons of her uniform – heaved with her rapid breathing. He stopped momentarily to admire the long curves of her legs, propped up on high heels to lend shape to her tight calves and small, round bottom; he could see so much of her long, slim thighs that he could scarcely believe that her panties were not visible beneath the mini-dress.
"Keep walking, mate," Spike breathed from behind him. "You're part of the show now, so play your part."
Bob walked onto the bridge and then stepped into the cabin.
"Welcome aboard, sir," Vicky stepped forward, embraced him and kissed him deeply on the lips. Bob responded, parting his own lips and meeting her tongue with his, detecting a foreign but not unpleasant taste on her lips that was not the champagne they had been drinking. Lip gloss? He didn't think so.
"May I take your coat, sir," Vicky husked, breaking the kiss but continuing to stand with her breasts pressed into his chest and one hand on his bottom.
"Uhhh? I'm not wearing a... ," Bob began before he felt a poke in his back from Spike. "Oh, I mean, of course. Thank you, miss."
Vicky unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it over his shoulders, taking the opportunity to run her hands over his bare chest and back as she did so. With the shirt off, she kissed him softly on the lips again and said "Come with me, please. You're in 1B; I'll show you to your seat."
They stepped past Celeste with a smile and the front row of First Class seats was right there. As Bob sat down, Vicky stepped slightly in front of him and reached up to open the overhead locker, where she stowed Bob's shirt. She felt a little tingle of excitement when she heard Bob whisper "Oh my goodness" as he spied her freshly shaved pussy peeking out from beneath the mini-dress. Hurriedly she pulled down the hem, blushing as she realised that Spike could see her bare bottom from behind.
Spike stepped forward, smiling and clearly ready for the same treatment that Bob had received.
"Welcome aboard, Sir," Celeste said primly. "Are you carrying any metallic items, knives, batteries, explosives, or weapons of any kind?"
"No ma'am," said Spike. He smiled even wider realising the script had changed for him.
"Hold up your arms, please Sir," Celeste said; she wasn't smiling any more.
Spike did as he was told and Celeste stepped closer, close enough to kiss him if she wanted, and began to slowly frisk his upper body. She moulded her palms around his powerful pectoral muscles, slid them up and over his sloping trapezoids, over his biceps and then underneath his arms, testing his latissimus dorsi with her fingertips and finding them bulging from constant use paddling through the surf. Finally she moved half a step closer so that her full breasts touched his chest as she reached around to feel his back.
Stepping back, she said "Sir, please remove your shirt."
Spike was still smiling. "Do you always profile skegs as potential terrorists?"
"Skegs?" Celeste smiled.
"Yeah, you know: surfers," he said. "We're really not that dangerous."
"Your shirt, Sir," she said sternly. "Please don't make me ask a third time." Vicky sat in Bob's lap, curled on her side with her head on his shoulder while they both watched Celeste with amusement.
Spike unbuttoned his shirt and took it off, allowing it to fall to the floor. He held his hands out to sides as if to say 'What next?'
"Stand with your legs apart and your arms out, please Sir."
As Spike did so, Celeste took her phone and began to pass it over is arms and chest, pretending it was a scanner of some kind. She knelt down and repeated the process up and down his legs, touching the standby button as she passed over his groin, making the phone light up and buzz with a small audible vibration.
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Reddit NSFW ListBy : Vijay_stud01 Hi Friends, I am back one more time to tell you yet another story. This is one very special story to me because the main idea and most situations are from my very good net friend Sweta. I do not care if it is true or not, but I do love her ideas, the way she thinks and the way she chats. If you are reading this Sweta, you are the best. I originally wanted to make the heroine’s name Sweta as well – but changed my mind to use the one girl’s name I dreamed/fantasised all through...
This is my first story in juicy!! And this is about an unexpected encounter with my classmate in the terrace of our flats!!! Hello everyone....I am Rohit from Chennai...I am 20 years and this is my first story in juicy. The story is about the losing of my virginity to one of my classmate when I was 16.I lived in a flats during schooling. I also like everybody of my age, masturbated atleast twice a week. I used to masturbate by watching porn and sometimes fantasise about actresses and some of my...
IndianAnita and her old classmateMy sweet wife Ana called me that afternoon when I was a little busy at the office.“Honey, you will never guess who I have found at the mall after so many years.”I really had no clue, but then she sounded excited when she told me she had found an old classmate; a black man, a handsome black man and… as I could recall according Ana’s declaration, he was also very well endowed.“Are you going to let him fuck you?” “Would you let me watch as he fucks you?”. I asked.She...
Hello everyone, my name is Rohan (name changed) and I am sharing my real indian sex experience for the first time on this site. I come from a very conservative small town in India, where even talking to a girl on the streets is seen with raised eyebrows. While I was in my class 10( both 18 at the time ), I had a crush on a girl, she was my classmate. I was a good-looking boy and she was a cute girl. She had the perfect body and the perfect smile. I think she was 32,28,32 at that time. We liked...
Hot Movies Classics! Let me take a guess. Either you have a fetish for older people; enough reason that made you sneak on your old grannie while she took showers or changed clothes and fapped to her wrinkled body and fallen titties, or you are a fucking old dude. How do you even get hard on looking at her lifeless wrinkled body? Now that your dad doesn't want your grannie around and has dumped her in a nursing home, where else would you run to yet must fap to an old-school hairy pussy? Maybe...
Premium Vintage Porn SitesA Night of many firsts. July 11, 2019 As I entered my White Porsche Cayenne with my wife, Sylvia - I felt intense. Past few months have been the best of my life - Particularly with my new role as an Orgasm Donor, which I discovered 3 days after my wedding night with Sylvia. She was a virgin until then - but a real slut when it comes to getting her share of extreme orgasms. Its true what some people say - there is more pleasure in giving than in receiving. She was feeling week at her knees...
"You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be good and obey and you'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you'll feel for days. Fight me, and you will regret it severely," you coo in my ear. "Understand?" Your words are playful and soft, but I can sense the stern tone behind them. "Yes." "Yes, what?" you ask. "Yes....mistress," I reply hesitantly. "Good boy." I barely have time to fathom what might be in store for me later before I feel something warm and...
"You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be good and obey and you'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you'll feel for days. Fight me, and you will regret it severely," you coo in my ear. "Understand?" Your words are playful and soft, but I can sense the stern tone behind them. "Yes." "Yes, what?" you ask. "Yes....mistress," I reply hesitantly. "Good boy." I barely have time to fathom what might be in store for me later before I feel something warm and...
A quick recap… My life had really changed over night. I used to live in the suburbs with my father, step mother and step siblings. I had my own room, my own stuff, and privacy. I went to school, where I was one of the popular crowd, and I mean truly popular, not slutty popular like some of those used up by 21 chicks I knew. I respect for myself and the respect from the people around me. I even had a boy friend, who despite not getting anything, was still a great guy, as far as I could...
I was nervous when he told me that his parents were gone for the day but I knew that I wanted to do this. I was scared and unsure of exactly what was going to go down but I knew that whatever it was it would be good. I told my parents that I was going to go over to his house for the day. Little did they know that it was just going to be me and him. When he pulled up in front of my house I started to shake a little at what we were going to do. But I didn’t let it show and I walked out of...
When I was around the age of 13 I began watching porno’s, I couldn’t get enough of them, id wake up watch a porno and wank, id wank at a porno hours later, and again and again and once more before I went to sleep, I absolutely loved porn. But as time progressed it became harder and harder to for me to ejaculate quickly at normal porn, and I would end up racking off for almost an hour and only a drop of semen would exit my penis, I didn’t know what to do until a friend of mine sent me a link...
My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren’t rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things the other kids had. When I was thirteen my parents went out of town for the night, to work on their marriage it turns out. They got a babysitter who was a senior in high school and a family friend to watch my sister and keep me from destroying the house. Her name was Heather and she was very beautiful; five foot eight, 120 pounds, dark...
-------------------- Drifting in and out of some seamless euphoria, i stop and think. to ponder on my thoughts. something i haven't done in a very long time. I've done things every normal person has done, but no one wants to hear about that. you want the dirty stuff, the stuff that makes me sick even mentioning it, yet i thought it up in my own dirty mind. to better understand my actions later on in the story, why don't we start at the end of the beginning. i was younger, i was...
Literally the day before I had to pay up I was walking down the street on the way to see my girlfriend when I saw a huge black guy standing by an open van. He was obviously a builder or something because his van was full of tools. As I walked past he looked me up and down. It felt weird, this poof looking at me like that. In a sudden outburst of insanity (I still don’t know what made me say this - at this point in time I thought I was as straight as straight could be.) I said… “You willing...
My wife Karen and I have been married for 9 years, and have three k**s. Karen is a short 5'1; slim, has an attractive face, short brunette hair, and smallish tits with magnificent large, puffy nipples. She’s fairly reserved, especially about sex. It’s not that Karen doesn’t enjoy it, she does, she’s just not comfortable talking about it. She claims to have no sexual fantasies, and outside of breathing heavily, makes little sound while we’re having sex, which is maybe once or twice a month since...
Later on that day I was watching a porn Video I had found in my parents room, I was on the sofa with my skirt hitched up around my waist playing with my cunt when I heard the front door open...it was my brother with a couple of his friends...told you she was a horny slut I heard my brother laugh. I jumped up a bit startled that he had brought his friends over so soon.Don’t stop playing with your sweet cunt Brian said, I want you nice and wet when I take that cherry of yours. I sat back down and...
I was 13 and very aware of my sexuality, my brother was 17 and I knew that he liked to look at me when I was getting undressed. I used to leave my door open just a little when I came home from school and was getting changed. I would slowly take of my tie then unbutton my shirt revealing my very large tits. Even at 13 I was a D cup...running my hands over my tits I pull the shirt of...I unzip my skirt and let it drop to the floor, bending over to step out of it...I glance in my mirror and see my...
We've been married to my wife Ann for 52 years, although l've known her since we were 12 when a group of about 8 girls and a similar number of boys hung around together, the boys got a "stinky finger" from most of the girls, we all got one from Ann, when we reached the age of 15 the group began to drift apart as we started work and made other friends, l didn't see Ann again until we were 18, but that another story, we married when l was 20 and she had just turned 21, she was still enjoying a...
I always had a crush on my classmate.Being one of the most popular boys of the school,it was even a privilege to be a friend of him...I kinda fell in love with him,when the days he was absent from class,the school days were so long,time wasn't passing..without his presence,it felt like being in prison,jail...My mum was a working single parent,so i had so much time to spend alone,by myself at home after the class....I was discovering my curves as a hormone-fueled teen in front of the mirror and...
Hi ISS readers. Thanks for the feedback on the stories I have written till now and I hope to get some feedback for this new story which is a real life incident that happened between my sister’s classmate/friend and me. You can leave comments and feedback at Any girl, ladies, and aunties that wanna chat can contact me here as well, I am very discreet and will keep your identity hidden. Also, I am willing to give tips to anyone who needs to seduce and live their dreams with whoever they want....
Hi friends , Wishing you all a happy and prosperous new year. Let us start the story I am trickyplayboy(name changed) from Trichy now working in chennai in an reputed mnc. For personal reasons i would be using changed names in this story.Girls and aunties ,please share your feedbacks to I am 25 year old guy from south india and was pursuing college . My height is 5″7 and my dick is 6″ in length and 2″ in girth.I am a good basketball player from my schooldays which eventually made many girls...
Dedicated to a lovely young lady that would have graduated in 1960 with a first initial of "J" First and most important, this is a totally true story. Because it is true, there is little sex and what there is, has not been embellished to the best of my knowledge. One almost always remembers their "Firsts." Their first kiss, first date, first love, first sex and first crush. This is a story of all the above and more. I have always been a shy person. All through my freshman and sophomore...
Please read the first part “First Class AC Nightmare” @ , would help to get the plot of this story. And second part for continuation “Glooming at Gents Hair Saloon” @ , would add spice to the current story. And third part for continuation “Village Adventure of an Idiot Wife” @ , would add spice to the current story. And fourth part for continuation “Colleague Taking Over Control” @ , would add spice to the current story. And fifth part for continuation “Local Crook Free Mistress” @ , would...
Hi everyone. For all those who are in a relationship, happy fucking and for those who are single wish you get lucky soon. This story is about me getting lucky with two girls. Deepika is the girl to whom I lost my virginity. Here I am going to narrate the story where I fucked Deepika and her lesbo partner Priya. We three are classmates in college. It was after college that I fucked Deepika, and once she mentioned about her lesbo relationship with 2 other classmates. Deepika however was the...
First Class by Ms. Cleavage Copyright 2008 I have just taken my assigned right aisle seat in first class and opened the latest issue of “Newsweek” and begun to read a story about Terrorism in Iraq and suddenly – you walk through the entrance to the seating section of the Boeing 747. There is a certain air about you as you enter, every male in the front passenger area is staring at you. You seize the moment and demand the attention, perhaps not intentionally, but your presence shows...
First Class by Ms. Cleavage Copyright 2008 I have just taken my assigned right aisle seat in first class and opened the latest issue of “Newsweek” and begun to read a story about Terrorism in Iraq and suddenly - you walk through the entrance to the seating section of the Boeing 747. There is a certain air about you as you enter; every male in the front passenger area is staring at you. You seize the moment and demand the attention, perhaps not intentionally, but your presence...
Group SexFor any comments contact to Hello friends, My name is Preeti, I’m 28 years old, I have one kid age 7 and hubby of age 30. My family consist of me, my hubby and my son. My height is not much it’s about 5’2 and my figure is 36,28,36. Coming to the story , it was parents-teacher meeting and every time my husband use to go with my son,but this time due to some problem he was unable to attend meeting, so he said me to attend. That time i was bit scared because my son goes to reputed english...
56.6! showed the electronic reading on the dial of the weighing machine. I have seen the movie “The exorcism of Emily Rose alone in the night but I have not felt so much horror as much as I have felt just now looking at my weight. I wanted to scream out loud shut up, Riya my best friend Lizzy screamed. 2 kilo’s will disappear if you diet for a week. I couldn’t believe it. How can I gain two kilo’s in just 5 days! Actually it was not surprising. I had been to my cousin’s wedding last week and I...
Math Class Chapter 1 It was the last period of the day, math. Now I’m a pretty smart kid and I enjoy school but there was only one reason I looked forward to sitting through that class. Rose Wechsler. She was hot, the kind of girl that the guys talk about in the gym room, the kind guys jerk off to at night. She had curly blonde hair, a great smile, long legs, never keeping her thighs hidden and those fantastic breasts. You can see why I was so excited that our last names were so close to each...
THEY CAME FOR ME IN MATH CLASSCRYSTAL SPRINGS, MISSISSIPPI, UNITED STATES OF AMERICA 11 NOVEMBER 2013Violet Fahy was, as usual, bored. There were only fifteen minutes left in the hour-and-a-half calculus class, although to be fair she’d been bored as soon as Mr. Koncewicz had started talking. A few years ago she’d been enrolled in a private school to the south in Gulfport, although that had been shut down due to an ‘ideologically contaminated syllabus’. In the seventeen-year old schoolgirl’s...
Sunday Night Blues in the Middle Class (Redux) The people around us, whores, pimps, junkies and bums, stared in disbelief; but I was too high to care. Time flowed past, slowly, like water; I looked down, into dark brown eyes, as my slave forced my hard cock into her throat. My hand, wrapped in Jessica’s dark curls, pushed her even further and I moaned in pleasure. It was late night in the worst part of town; my back was to an empty store front, the broken windows to either...
Do Pervert Angels fly in Business Class? An almost naked and masochist girl on a flight makes a spectacle of herself. These are real events I had the luck to watch with my eyes. So, don't expect nothing of particularly strange or crude. These are real facts. I saw them happening. I just added a few suspense and some romance. Obviously there are things that I don't know (since I never spoke with the protagonist), but for what I could, I tried to imagine them and I report...
Hey guys, this is my first indian sex story here. I’m from Vellore, Tamilnadu. 19 years old. I’m a tall guy and I have a 6-inch dick.The story I’m going to narrate happened to me and my classmate. Into the story, the heroine of the story is my classmate and this happened some months ago, let her name be XYZ. She looks so hot and she has the best ass that anyone can die for. So, like others, I also used to stare at her ass quite a lot. It was mid of the semester and we were going through model...
Hi ISS readers this is Sam. First of all I like to thank Indian sex stories for providing a wonderful platform to share our stories and sex feelings. Please forgive me for any of my mistakes. Coming to the story This is a story is of me Sameer(sam) age of 24 years old , fair and doing my masters. I stay in Bangalore And my tool is 6.5 inches long and 2 inches thick. And the heroine of story is Shweta age 23. Her figure size is 36,34,38. Fair and bit fat girl. She leaves just by next layout from...
Hi and hello to all my dear ISS friends. Myself Amit and I am from Delhi. This story is all about how I banged my classmate at my room. Lets come to the story. I was preparing for civil services and was taking coaching from a reputed coaching centre in mukherjee nagar. There was a girl named simranjeet. She was so gorgeous that all the time I used to look her and dreamt to fuck her. One day I got a chance to talk with her. She was absent one day and next day she came late and fortunately sit...
Hello everyone, I am Ravin 25 yrs male, this is my first story in ISS … So please give me your support ….. Before going to story , little intro about me, As I told before I am Ravin 25 yrs old male but still virgin height 6.3ft weight 75kg, average body. From my childhood I am so submissive and I would like to live in nude but I didn’t have chance to live like that. I finished my pg(mca) and seeking jobs in chennai. I love femdom, cfnm and cuckold stories… Here I submitting my story full...
Hi friends. This is Vibin. This is my first story. I am not a good writer. Still I am writing this because I want to share my pleasurable moments with you. OK. I am coming to the story. My native place is Thiruvananthapuram, capital city of Kerala. My look is average not much handsome. I took my B.Tech degree from Kerala University Trivandrum campus. For the 1st and 2nd year, I was a kind of shy person and usually I talk to only boys. Things are changed when BSNL started student suvidha plan...
Hi friends. I am Arun and I am 23 years old. I am here to share with you my real life sex experience with my classmate. Me, Mohammed and Karthika were friends and we got to know each other in a spoken english class. Mohammed is 2 years elder than me and Karthika is 3 years elder to me. Mohammed looks fine and Karthika is an awesome babe. She is fair with broad and fleshy arms, quite good structure and is very cute. Whenever she is not with us, Me and Mohammed used to talk wild about her as to...
My name is gagan and m 21 years old n single , living Based in abu dhabi, uae. This is about my first experience with my old classmate, Which is still going on. I did my bachelors here in abu dhabi as my parents were here, and we had a Fantastic time during our college days. Ours was an institute consisting of a Small group of students in each batch. There were only 4 boys including me in Our class of 20 students. All of us were friendly and open to each other & we used to talk about...
Hi this is Pabby again with my 1st experience with my classmate and her elder sister If any gal, lady or group of females or any couple want to be in touch with me my e-mail id In the college we have to take up project work to gain experience in handling realistic projects. A major part of this involves doing literature research and writing a thesis. Our project team had two members that included a girl classmate, Penny. We were writing the report and for this we decided to work undisturbed at...
It is four days before Valentines day and you have wanted to ask a classmate out for some time. You decide Valentines day is good for a date. You just need to decide on who you want to ask out and just go for it. First there is Madeline James from Calculus. She is 18 years old. Her best features are her blonde hair thats always in a ponytail and her smile that is heartwarming. You don't know how someone with braces could have such a beautiful smile. She is petite. She always wears sundresses....
TeenThis is my first story so please be a bit easy on me. I would love your suggestions for my future stories and you are most welcome to point out my mistakes (although I’ll try not to commit any) And now for the story… Here it goes… It was maybe about 3 months ago that I had joined a private coaching center because I was lagging a bit in studies and my parents wanted me to score well. It was their idea to send me to a coaching center so that I could get some help and perform better and after a...
III and IV are next, both together. Then, the conclusion to this memorable day. Thank you so much for the positive reaction to Affairs of a Family in Sin! That meant a lot to me and there will be more to come! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- b]How I Met Karen's Clit / Improvising In Band Class Volume V -- Tales Of Sport And Hunting : Part Two [/b] Through fox's...
A brief history of "The Convergence" What we now call "The Convergence" began in 2015, with Pilgrim Pharmaceuticals announcement of a vaccine to prevent against most forms of cancer. They had been quietly testing it on 1,000 people for over 2 years and had been running a 10,000 person clinical trial for another year. Not one of these people, which included a significant number of "high risk" patients was diagnosed with any form of cancer. The US FDA, and counterparts across the globe,...
Betty had thought it quite funny at the time. She and Martha, both sixty-five-years-old, had joined other granny-aged women and men at the Spanish class organised by the local social group. Everyone in the group was at least in their sixties, and some much older.Catalina had agreed to run the classes. She was eighteen-years-old and a student at the local college, and thought that helping all the oldies would be good fun, as well as good training for her chosen career as a teacher. However, she...
SpankingThe Wrong Class Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When school started I was a fresh faced Sophomore, still fighting my insecurities, acne, and growing pains, freedom was in sight, but not attainable just yet. The school was huge, compared to what I was familiar with, yet like so many other kids, I managed to find my way around, getting lost only a few times. Because of the large number of students, and before we even left the middle school, we were issued a sign up sheet and...
There weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
Wife LoversThere weren’t many people in Andee’s day-to-day life that knew about her naughty little secret. Even though she had been posing on an adult website for over twelve years, she had managed to keep it under wraps for the most part; and the people to whom she did disclose the information fell into two categories: intimate friends and persons of seductive interest.Her good friend Bella – a wild one in her own right – was someone Andee had entrusted with the knowledge. In fact, Bella had often played...
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