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"Feel familiar?" asked Annie. Her voice came from the side.
I cataloged the coeds I'd met. None were mystery girl's size and shape if my fingers weren't lying. I shook my head trying to concentrate on my current sex partner, not the previous aborted sessions. I lifted my hips but my dick didn't penetrate any further. I was caught in a vice grip. This young lady was scared. Of me? Of my penis? Maybe this was her first sex. God, a virgin for my birthday? I needed to console her, assure her. "We can take it slow if you want. If you're not ready."
"I've been ready ever since we met."
I knew that voice. I ripped off the blindfold. "Inga! What are you doing here?"
"I'm doing you, silly." Her pussy contracted. "You're in deeper this time."
She was correct. About one inch deeper than at the motel, which meant one inch in. God damn, Inga was the mystery girl. "How did you find me?" I asked.
"Shut up and make love to me."
The coeds all cheered and whooped. I'd wanted Inga for so long. I'd avoided sexual contact, mostly successful except for the nude showers and getting the tip of my dick in her at the motel under Reese's guidance. There was no mother to object. I had Stephanie's permission from earlier, didn't I? Annie had taken away our privacy but provided a group of cheerleaders in return. I didn't need encouragement.
"You want me, don't you?" Inga's lip quivered.
I decided to show her instead of telling her. I wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her close. "Enjoy this," I whispered.
I kissed her full on the lips as I drove forward. Her vaginal opening fought me. I slipped her my tongue and pressed ahead. My cock made no progress. Every fractional movement sent Inga into convulsions.
The assembled coeds added a play-by-play to our activities. "What's wrong with her? Is she okay?"
Maybe I was another half inch in, at best. "How does it feel?" The slow progress and my imagination kept my cock rigid.
"Like I've been stuffed. Like a cramp but a good one."
"Can I get on top?" I asked.
Inga lifted off and we swapped positions.
"Open your legs," I requested.
Inga did as directed. I squirmed my cock forward. It couldn't have been classified as a stroke. She tightened and moaned, her body shaking. I repeated the withdrawal and reentry, but no further than with her on top. This time the muscle clenching was accompanied by a shriek followed by panting. I was afraid to get any more vigorous, lest I hurt her.
"Is she having a seizure?" asked an onlooker.
"No, just an orgasm. Lots of them," I said.
"Wow, she must be really tightly wound," said another.
"Or just really tight," said a third.
Her pussy was accommodating merely the tip of my erection, but any movement caused a convulsion. "Oh, Inga!" Fucking her would heaven on Earth, if I could only get it in without her going crazy.
"In-ga the cock," sang one coed. The remainder joined the chorus. "Out-go the cock, In-ga the cock."
I matched my thrusts to their chant. Each shallow entry gave Inga an orgasm, or at least what sounded and felt like orgasms. How many of these could she experience before she gave out from exhaustion? And how was I going to climax if I couldn't fuck her like I did the girls standing around the bed? I tried a quicker entry but Inga's cunt closed up like an Illinois car dealer on Sunday. I resumed slow penetration, if you could call the head of my cock just past her labia penetration. She demonstrated a variety of physiological reactions, like tilting her pelvis or vibrating like a plucked bass string. As an experiment I did my fast thrust and then made a quick series of short jabs no more than half an inch each.
Inga went nuts, thrashing and wiggling as if she was ticklish and attacked by twenty fingers. "No more!" she panted. "I'm exhausted. Let me catch my breath." I rolled off and laid next to her, Inga's head cradled on my shoulder my arm around her.
"That was sooo hot," said Red.
"For real," confirmed Tina.
"But what about Mr. Marcus?" asked Anita who'd played Little Joan. "He's still hard. Did you cum?"
My cock waved like a flagpole in a windstorm. "Nope."
"We can help." Anita took a position next to us and took my cock in hand. By 'we' she meant herself.
The rest of the squad caught on quickly.
"Hey, don't be a hog. Share with a sister." The nurse moved closer.
"You're not my sister," said Anita.
"Then share anyway."
Soon, four sets of hands were groping my dick.
"Come on, get organized," said Red Hot. They were mostly fighting each other, rather than jacking me.
"Everybody gets three strokes. Then change," said the plumber.
"Five strokes." Anita demonstrated.
"Okay, five."
In turn, each girl pumped my cock five times. Some dragged the foreskin down hard. Other pumped the full length. Tina showed herself to be creative by rubbing the head five times around. This was the most unique circle jerk I'd ever experienced, not that I'd ever participated in a male-only activity of that kind.
Somewhere during the process, Inga recovered from her orgasm stupor and took her five strokes from her prone position alongside me. Gradually girls dropped off, letting Inga take their turns. The tingle was unmistakable. Inga was bringing me to the peak. My balls ached. My hips bounced generating strong friction from Inga's small fist. She changed position, straddling my legs and going at my prick with both hands.
"Cum, cum, cum," the group chanted.
"Cum for me, Mr. Marcus. Let me give back a little from what you gave me."
A growl started in my belly. Inga lowered her head so her face was within inches of my penis.
"Gimme," she whispered. "Shoot."
Her strokes were long pulls one after the other. The growl moved up into my throat.
"That's it. Let it all out. All of your love juice. Show me you love me." Inga focused on her emotions, not the physical act. "I love you, Mr. Marcus."
"I love you, too." What was I supposed to say? Start some philosophical discussion about the difference between love and lust, between commitment and coupling? I lifted my ass off the mattress. Inga was ready, mouth open. Her lips surrounded the head as the first mass escaped. She swallowed. I humped up again. Her lips remained in contact, sucking. I shot again and again, I lost track of how many times. The audience cheered. Some of them must have been disappointed that they hadn't had the opportunity. In most games, there's only one winner. In Annie's birthday sex marathon, there were five but Inga got top honors. In the middle of this chaos, I noticed that Babe Ruthie, the baseball gal, was missing. Where wasn't she here, for her share of the fun?
"I won't tell Mama," Inga whispered.
"Its okay. She gave me permission at her office. Whatever you needed." And Inga needed to be fucked. By me. On my birthday. "Sorry I waited."
"That's okay. It was worth it."
The four preliminary teasers were still clustered around the bed. Were any of them interested in another go, since now I'd fulfilled my destiny with Inga? Hell, did I have the energy to do any of the others?
Any opportunities vanished as the assembled onlookers dragged themselves out of the room. I guessed that some of them were hoping that Inga would leave and they'd take her place in the bed as my sleeping partner who wouldn't let me get any rest. But Inga stayed at my side, warm and naked and plenty satisfied. Anita looked disappointed over her shoulder as she trailed the pack. In profile, her out-thrust tits gave my prick twinges.
I didn't get much sleep. I guess you could say I was up all night. Annie's twin bed was small for a couple. Every time Inga rubbed against me I got an erection and every time I got an erection she'd slide up close or climb on top. We must have coupled, not really actively fucking, four or five times. Every time, she'd shake and bake, then collapse satisfied. Good thing her mother had given me permission to do whatever it took - I think that's a direct quote - to get Inga out of her depression. Well, four or five orgasms in one night would lift most women out of their funk.
In the meantime, I'd gotten hard but hadn't reached orgasm since Inga jerked me off. After our last coupling in a spoon position, I had to go to the bathroom. I slipped out of bed and didn't bother dressing. If I ran into some coed, my prick was too pooped to do much of anything.
Inga rolled over when I got back. "Good idea. Excuse me."
She shuffled off bare as the day she was born. Almost immediately she climbed back into bed and put her hand on my chest. Ours toes touched. Had she gotten taller? "You're insatiable," I moaned.
"How would you know? We haven't even started. But thanks for the vote of confidence."
That wasn't Inga's voice. Come to think of it, this bed partner was taller Inga. I cupped a breast, which was larger than either of Inga's. "Who are you?"
"Claudia. We met at dinner." Her hand moved from my chest to my stomach.
Claudia was supposed to play Little Joan, but her roommate with torpedo tits substituted. This was really awkward, both of us naked. "Hi."
"Hi yourself. When I got back from the stable, there was a phone message from Anita about what happened. I was really disappointed that I couldn't play the Little Joan role. I came over, hoping to get sloppy sixths or sevenths. Or whatever number you were up to."
'Sloppy' usually referred to a guy having sex with a woman who'd already had her vagina spanked. Claudia had it wrong, but I didn't care, as long as I could have Claudia. "Not that many, actually." I'd gotten the biggest rise from seeing Claudia at the restaurant and here she was, naked in bed with me. That, plus the memory of Anita's mammaries had an impossible effect of engorging my weary dick.
"Annie told us that you like role plays and puns, that kind of thing. How about if I improvise?"
I didn't care what she did as long as at the end, we were fucking. "You'd do that for me?" I swallowed hard and got harder.
"Not for you. For this." She ran a hand along thigh and made a detour past my crotch.
"Go for it." And by that, I meant my prick.
"I'm studying veterinary medicine and one of my patients was ill. I also ride horses, so I'm comfortable in the saddle." She slid on top of me and spread her legs. Long legs. "Want to go for a ride?"
"Sure. If you're ready to mount up?"
Her hand finally connected with my cock. "Shit, you're hung like a horse." She positioned my erection at her pussy. "Keep it at a canter until I get used to it."
I leaned closer and kissed her hard on mouth. Peppermint. "Let's ride, amigo." I didn't know how long my erection would last. I grabbed her ass, squeezed and pulled her closer.
"Whoa. You that anxious to gallop?"
"I just have unbridled passion."
She laughed. "God, you do pun don't you?"
"Hang on, the race has just begun."
I hadn't started humping in earnest and Claudia dismounted. "How about this?" She repositioned herself, facing away, thighs spread.
I positioned my prick at her pussy and eased in. Her cunt was a velvet glove, the opposite of Inga's tight vice. I held Claudia's long blonde hair like reins. By tugging, I gave her silent directions. "Giddy-yap." Claudia undulated her crotch to my command. On each back-thrust she clenched her groin muscles so each slide provided maximum stimulation.
Claudia whinnied and wiggled her ass.
"You know, having sex with coeds wasn't the mane reason I came here." I slid my dull length into her.
"Quit with the puns and fuck me!"
We were going at it hot and heavy when the overhead light blinded me. Claudia's cunt tightened, for a brief moment of extreme pleasure.
"Mr. Marcus! What are you doing?" Inga had returned.
Claudia looked up and answered. "Taking my turn. Are you next or were you here? I'm sorry, did I butt in line? You must be on your second round, hmm?"
Inga stood in a super-heroine pose, hands on her waist. "Yes, you're in my spot. What do you mean, line?"
I winced. Inga didn't know about all of the preliminary penetration that occurred before she arrived.
"I know I'm late," continued Claudia. "It's just that Anita called me and after what she said, I had to take a turn."
"Who's Anita? One of the girls from the costume party? And who took turns, doing what?"
I attempted to dial back the emotion of the conversation before it became a confrontation. "Some things happened before Annie brought you in-"
Claudia interrupted. "That was no party. Are you new here? I haven't seen you on campus before."
Claudia never stopped riding my dick for all it was worth. I tried to be nonchalant, but it's difficult to fuck casually, especially in front of one of your other sex partners.
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Inga saw Mr. Marcus watching a porn tape and found his stash of adult magazines. Did Inga tell anyone what she saw? And where might Inga's visits and continued exposure lead? If Inga was a service station, would Mr. Marcus fill 'er up? I choked on my cereal with Harriett's first words after getting home from her latest business outing. "You didn't take advantage of that sweet girl, did you?" "What do you mean?" Did Harriett suspect something? I never laid a hand on Inga despite...
I was visiting friends in Germany, a couple that had a small house and no guestroom or extra beds and I felt a little to old to camp out in the livingroom on an airmatras. Luckily there was a hotel nearby where I could sleep for a very reasonable price for a couple of nights. The hotel was quite fancy and breakfast was included, every morning there was a rich buffet which I gladly used to cure any hangovers I had.Every morning I saw the same staff, one of which was a slim girl with short dark...
Computerservice Teil 33Der Rest des Tages verlief ruhig und ich war froh dass mein Schwanz sich wieder beruhigt hatte. Beim Abendessen gab mir Diana wieder einen Eiweißdrink zur Stärkung wie sie betonte. „Warum haben wir eigentlich nicht den gleichen wie im Studio“, fragte ich Diana dabei. „Der hier ist aus Japan eine besondere Lieferung für mich, stärkt besonders die Manneskraft und Ausdauer, das Ergebnis hast Du ja heute selbst erlebt“, antwortete Diana und grinste dabei. „Heute noch zwei vor...
Two-and-a-half hours later I was stepping into the hotel room's shower. My 'owner' had left thirty minutes ago. I'd already swabbed the doggy costume free of cum spots and it was spread out to dry. Now it was time for me to wash. Pinning my hair up and directing the spray downwards to keep my hair dry, I soaped and washed between my legs. Hot water and soap to wash away cum and sweat. During my time under the hot spray of water I drank the strong bourbon and coke drink I'd made from the...
Danny shuddered as he spilled inside me a third time since we'd fallen onto my bed shedding clothes.. Reassuring him again that I liked his weight pressing me into the mattress, he settled on top of me. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I ran my fingers through his hair while his hot breath on my neck caused me to shudder with pleasure. A naked man on top of her is the best blanket a woman could wish for. At least, if she were straight. In my experience women were thinner and didn't...
It wasn't until Monday on the train back into the city that the full consequence of what I'd set in motion hit me. I couldn't believe what I'd done! I'd turned a perfectly good neighbor/fellow tenant into a boyfriend. A new boyfriend who lived, literally, ten feet below me. A boyfriend who heard every step I took if I wore shoes on the hardwood floor. A boyfriend who could knock on my door five seconds after stepping out of his door. How the hell was I going to continue explaining my...
I'm not sure what Danny was thinking while both of us stared at the computer screen. Thirty-eight million dollars... I had visions of shopping at only the most exclusive of boutiques. New York, London, Paris... Wherever the clothes were beautiful and damn the cost! Caught up in the moment I started doing an impromptu victory dance around the apartment while Danny turned in his seat to clap his hands and watch. Raising my arms over my head I shook my booty with a little bump-n-grind mixed...
The tip of a cock being forced into my ass for the first time was something I'd been anticipating ever since I'd accepted being one of the girls to attend this bachelor party. Perhaps not anticipated so much as being resigned to. In the car bringing us to the party, the other two ladies had even joked about how sore their pussies and asses would be afterwards with this many men to satisfy. Since 'good girls' would never allow a cock up their ass, I'd never tried it while dating. So, I'd...
"I'm sure you recognize this," Marla said, setting a small bottle of a popular feminine hygiene douche on her desk. On my return to her office after my very first time with a client, I'd mentioned how dry I'd been, how painful the sex was while the first exuberant thrusts were filling and stretching my pussy before I'd produced enough of my naural lubricant. Later that week a client hadn't even given me the time to take my bra off before pinning me to the wall with more very painful...
While waiting for Danny I ran upstairs to put on a different shirt. deleted
The next morning I changed into my work clothes for my regular once-a-month Tuesday client. deleted
My first session with Master was over. Having sex while handcuffed wasn't new or exciting to me, only uncomfortable and mildly painful. deleted
Stepping from the shower, I dried off and began putting on my makeup. Foundation, bronzer, highlighter, eye shadow, mascara, lipstick... deleted
(OBLIGATORY WARNING: The novelist in me is raising its head and I will be exploring this story line from time to time as well as writing other chapters in my Carol thread. Not every post in DOS.COM will have the expected steamy sex that readers on a site such as this expect. I hope you will still enjoy this and further chapters as they appear.) My phone rang as I stepped from the train onto the platform. My commute from the suburbs to the city had ended in its predictable way. The call from Mom...
Hi all....I have been so bad about posting stories here, I actually enjoy writing when I have the time and have many, many great true stories that I want to share with all of you naughty perverts ;)So watch this space for several new stories shortly.....This is an entry that I wanted to share with you about something that happened earlier this evening when I offered to take a fellow Xhamster writer's fantasy and flesh it out into a story...... They had no interest in doing it and I and several...
LittleMissLipService Gets More Than She Bargained For...So I was having a conversation with a friend on here and we started talking about how sexy our painted toenails and feet made us feel - I started to tell her about one adventure of mine. This friend insisted she wanted to hear the rest and so I ended up having to take my time and type it up because i hadn't really shared all the details with anyone before - and it was very sexy - and I wanted to be able to remember everything years from...