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“Hi Mike,” I heard as I picked up the phone, “Its Susan. We need to talk.” Susan was my Beth’s 21 year-old sister. “Sure,” I replied, “What about?” “I don’t want to discuss it over the phone,” said Susan, “Can you come over to my apartment?” “Sure,” I told her, “I will be over in just a bit.” “Great,” she replied, “But please don’t tell Beth you are coming over.” I had no idea what she wanted, but I wasn’t about to pass up a chance to spend some time with Susan.
I had been dating Beth since 7th grade and we were currently sophomores in high school. Lately, we were having some issues and I feared our relationship was about to end. Even though we both admitted that we loved each other and wanted to spend the rest of our lives together, Beth wanted to remain a virgin until she was married. I respected her decision, but every time we made out, I ended up going home and jerking off to relieve myself. While the rest of my classmates and friends were getting laid or having their dicks sucked, I was stuck fondling Beth’s budding breasts on the outside of her clothes. Every once in awhile, Beth would let me dry hump her, but she never once touched my crotch. I loved her to death, but if she didn’t put out soon, I was going to have to move on or cheat on her.
About an hour later, I arrived at Susan’s apartment and walked up to her door. “Hi Mike,” she greeted me as she opened the door, “Come on in.” Susan was much taller than Beth, with long wavy red hair, stunning green eyes and a body that wouldn’t quit. Her 34c tits looked incredible underneath her tight white tank top. As I followed her into her living room, I couldn’t help watching her round ass wiggle back and forth in her tight khaki shorts. “What’s up?” I asked her as we sat down on her couch. “Mike,” Susan said in a serious tone, as she looked me in the eyes, “Beth was over here earlier and I am worried about her.” “Why?” I asked back, “What’s wrong?” “I really like you Mike and so does my sister,” Susan continued, “But she is worried that if she doesn’t give you sex, you are going to leave her.”
“Don’t be silly,” I replied, while trying to sound honest, “I love Beth more
than anything and I plan on being with her for the rest of my life.” “What about
sex Mike?” Susan asked me as she turned to face me, “Will you be able to hold
out until you two get married?”
“I think I can,” I replied, “We do over stuff.” “No you don’t Mike,” said Susan,
“Beth tells me everything that you two do and I know you want to do more than
she is willing to.” As I sat there speechless, Susan pressed on. “I think you
are a great guy for my little sister, and I only want the best for both of you,”
Susan said, “But in order for this relationship to work, someone is going to
have to make you happy until Beth is ready to.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked Susan. “This,” Susan replied while reaching forward and grabbing my crotch, “Someone needs to take care of you and that’s going to be me.” As I felt my cock grow inside my shorts, Susan released her grip and grabbed her tank top. With one swift motion, she lifted her top up over her head, revealing two large and firm tits. “I know Beth has never shown you her bare tits,” Susan said with a smile, “What do you think of mine?” “Uh,” I stuttered while staring directly at her tiny pink nipples, “Those look pretty good.”
“Touch them,” Susan ordered me while lifting her boobs up with her hands, “Suck my titties.” “Are you serious?” I asked. “Dead serious,” She replied, “I am going to let you do whatever you want with me, as long as you don’t say a word to Beth.” Without responding, I reached my hands out and began caressing her twins. I then leaned forward and began licking circles around her erect nipples. While I continued sucking her breasts, Susan reached over and began fondling my crotch again. “My turn,” Susan said to me as I stopped and leaned back up.
Susan than pushed me back on the arm of the couch and began unzipping my fly.
When my pants were completely open, she reached in and pulled out my semi hard
cock. “Not bad for a sophomore,” Susan chuckled while caressing my shaft and
balls.
She then looked me in the eyes, smiled and went down on my dick. Her wide open
mouth engulfed my cock completely and I knew I wasn’t going to last long. As she
fucked me with her mouth, I returned to playing with her tits. Within a minute
or two, I was ready to cum and I warned Susan, but she didn’t stop. Seconds
later I was relieving myself in her throat and she gulped down every last drop.
After she wiped off my excess cum from her lips, she stood up and began removing her shorts. As I watched her slid them off, my eyes followed her long silky legs back up to her crotch, which was barely covered by a tiny black thong. “Are you ready to lose your virginity Mike?” Susan asked me while inserting her thumbs under her waistband. All I could do was nod my head yes and watch as she lowered her thong, revealing her bald cunt. “Stand up,” she ordered me and I did as she said, “Lets get your clothes off.” While she helped me with my shorts and shirt, my eyes remained focused on her completely naked body.
Susan then climbed up on the couch and grabbed a seat on the armrest. “Come her Mike,” she ordered me again, “When the time comes for you to please my sister, I want you to know what to do.” Susan then spread her legs and I knew what she wanted me to do. I kneeled down on the couch between her legs and began licking her wet juicy lips. “Mmmmmmmmmmm,” she moaned, “That feels good. Put some more pressure on my clit.” As my tongue continued probing every inch of her snatch, I moved my hand into position and started fingering her at the same time. “Oh god Mike,” Susan blurted out, “Do it harder. Play with my ass.”
Not wanting to disappoint her, I inserted another finger into her cunt while my
ring finger made its way to her tight ass hole. As Susan moaned louder and
louder, I slipped my finger into her ass and fucked her good and hard. Minutes
later, Susan told me she was about to cum. “Hurry,” she ordered me, “Get that
cock inside me so I can cum.” Susan then stood up and hopped down on the floor
and turned around. As she leaned forward and braced herself on the couch, she
spread her legs and I moved in behind her.
She reached between her legs and slowly guided me into her hot cunt. Once
inside, I was in heaven. Her wet walls lubricated my cock as I pumped in and out
of her.
“fuck me harder,” she continued telling me, “Make me cum.” After a few more good pumps, she started to orgasm and I could feel her pussy close tightly around my shaft. She then collapsed onto the couch and rolled onto her back. “Your turn,” she said as she lifted her legs up and pulled them to her chest. I then kneeled back down on the floor in front of the couch and re-inserted my cock into her pussy. As I started fucking her again, our eyes met and she smiled at me. With my cock deep inside her, I reached forward and began caressing her tits. “I want you to cum Mike,” Susan said to me, “Cum on my tits.” Those words alone almost made me cum right then and there.
Five minutes later, I was ready to cum so I pulled out. Susan lowered her legs
to the floor and told me to stand up. I stood up and began stroking my cock as I
watched her play with her pussy. “Do it,” she said, “Shoot that cum all over
me.” I then felt my cock swell up and I was ready to explode. After a couple
more intense pumps, I released my cum all over Susan’s chest and stomach.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm,” Susan said while looking me in the eyes, “That was a lot.” I then
stood there as my cock grew limp and watched Susan rub my cum into her skin and
lick her fingers clean.
“Not bad Mike,” she said while sitting back up, “We may have to do this more often. “Any time you want,” I replied. “No,” she quickly corrected me, “Any time you want.”
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"I tell you, nothing happened up on that stage yesterday. Nothing happened. Nothing! Nada. Zero. Zilch!" I was in the infectious isolation ward, namely my bedroom. Missy was reporting in to me after having debriefed her minions at school. She was wearing a surgical mask, courtesy of Dr. Elaine Smathers's pantry of prophylactics. And if you're thinking "prophylactics" means "condoms" get your mind out of your groin and look the word up in the dictionary. "I'm a sick woman. Don't...
I went home to my apartment, and sank into my couch and watched some of the local news. The regular newscasters were on a middle-aged man and an attractive blonde, probably in her early thirties. The female newscaster spoke first, “Our top story tonight, an unusual pirated ad appeared on the Super Bowl, during the halftime show.” They cut away to the commercial, and repeated the message. The woman anchor evidently hadn’t seen it before, because she was staring at the camera with a blank...
This is a sequel to the earlier story ‘Harold Plays The Hero’ ******************************** Copyright Oggbashan June 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary, the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is the first part of the sequel. I have posted it to encourage me to complete the story. ...
It was a warm night as Emma was lying in her bed. Resting peacefully, her thoughts gently strayed into a gentle sex scene with another woman. Her breaths quickened as the heat slowly built, these thoughts came more and more often now. It was only ever in the mornings that she felt any amount of guilt about her thoughts the night before, however during the night, nothing stoped her. She had never, not once, had touched herself when thinking about women daring not to take that step, but this time...
After a few years of marriage our sex life began to wane as people say. We enjoyed all types of foreplay, which we both enjoyed. My wife was good at slurping and swallowing my 5 inch cock, she could easily swallow me down to my balls no problem at all, most women before her could do the same. I'm not exactly hung lol. When it came to fucking, I knew I was lacking, I could get her to a point but not over the plateau, I had to make her cum by eating her hot, little shaved pussy and ass instead of...
"Agent TANG and the Island of Lesbos"A rip roaring, bosom heaving thriller with plenty of gratuitous sex: Written, published and distributed by Tim1936 at the cost of ten orgasms per copy. Get your copy from all good De Sade bookshops .Chapter One: Agent TANG gets her assignment.It had been a few months since I had been required to do any work for the TANG spy agency, when I received an urgent email requesting my services as a matter of National importance; So, here I am outside the door of the...
I was 19 years old when this incidence happened. I was then studying in college or should I say rarely studying. During that time I had no girlfriend and my testosterones were at an all-time high. I was desperately looking for a partner to enjoy. I had a crush on few of the girls from my college but I could not get into a relationship with anyone of them. One such girl even slapped in front of a crowded canteen and called me a pervert. She later did apologize to me but I was very hurt deep...
Hi ISS readers, I am Bhargav once again with my romantic story happened just recently. All my stories are completely my real experiences in my life. I am still enjoying such romantic experiences, really it’s my luck. This happened just few months back. On July 16th 2007 I was making a night walk on the terrace after supper. The time was 9.45 pm. On that day I came late from a birthday programmed. I generally carry my mobile with me always because I may get calls from my girl friends at any...