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I was at this fraternity party. Usually I don’t go to these things, too much trouble, too many drunk guys, too many lost memories and way too many hangovers. Sophomore year, I thought Well, I am going to be here for the next couple years, I might as well go… I hadn’t drunken anything alcoholic when I got dragged in to play ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven.’ Of course they really meant ‘A Night in Heaven’ but why change the name? The game was being run by the Drake twins –who were in my class—Jared and James. A lot of people were playing, seniors, juniors, and some other sophomores.

When my name was called, I reluctantly got up and picked something from the box that Jared was holding. I pulled out a crumpled up drawing …I didn’t recognize the piece at all, but it was amazing. It was a drawing of a woman, her hair flowing in the wind, her eyes sparkling with tears. The expression captured was like ‘goodbye’ or longing. Lost? Forlorn. It kind of looked like me…a strange idea… I was wondering who did it, when I felt warmth creeping up to my cheeks because a man with long brown hair stood up. I recognized him instantly. Matt. The artist. From high school. I had no idea he was attending college here, it didn’t occur to ask all those years ago… He swaggered over to me in his loose jeans and button-down shirt –which was only half buttoned showing off the tattoo on his chest– and grabbed my hand. My stomach did a little flutter.

‘This, is yours Matt?’ I asked as I handed it back to him. He nodded, put it into his back pocket and began to lead me upstairs to –what I was assuming— his bedroom.

I could hear James saying to Jared, ‘What a shame, that a banging body like hers would be wasted on a scrub like Matt.’ I could only hope that Matt didn’t hear that. God, his eyes were still gorgeous.

The room was surprisingly nice. There was a queen sized bed, and that was the only bed there. He had a balcony that had French doors. Matt closed the door to the room behind me, and looked down at me. He pulled me into a hug. I was a little surprised at this, but then softened and hugged him back. He smelled like kerosene and hair gel. I looked up at him and saw his captivating turquoise eyes for what seemed like the first time in forever. They were staring at me with such intensity that I reached up and touched his face with my hand, stroking his cheek. He smiled and whispered seductively,

‘I have wanted some time alone with you, Gina since the day we met.’

We met my senior year in high school. He was a sophomore in college coming in to demonstrate to the class how to draw skulls for this Hamlet art project. The skull of Yorick I believe it was. He told me that he’d read all of Shakespeare’s plays which I thought was impressive. He came in every day for 2 weeks. My friend called him a ‘pirate hottie’ and noted that his eyes were intense. At the time, he reminded me of my uncle only because he’d seemed so shady but none the less, I liked him and looked forward to my classes. I also remember that he had a certain interest in me…

I blushed, remembering, and looked away. Matt gingerly put his fingers underneath my chin and pulled me back and asked, ‘What are you thinking?’

‘Just a memory… about you…’ I said still in my reminiscence.

My face must have had a longing expression because when our eyes locked, he came in to kiss me. His lips were delicious and he tasted like mint and something that I couldn’t identify. I timidly returned his kiss, but grew less and less shy as I let myself want him openly. I closed my eyes and fell into him. His lips parted mine, and his tongue entered my mouth exploring its contours and gently sucking on my own tongue. His hands brushed against my arm and then my breast, making me shiver. He felt me do this and laughed a little, continuing to kiss me with a ferocious passion.

I could feel a fire being stoked in me, and my desire for him was growing. I’d never felt this aroused and it felt better than I imagined. However, a whisper of my conscience was telling me that I didn’t want this but I ignored it. His hands felt their way underneath my shirt, skimming my bra for the clasp and undoing it when they found it. My breasts spilled out and were free. Following his lead, my hand traced down the front of his shirt, unbuttoning each button, one by one. I ran my hands over his abs and up to his chest as he was caressing my breasts, teasing my nipples with a curious level of expertise.

‘How big are you now?’ he asked.

‘Mmm the last time I saw you I was a D-36.’

‘That’s not the case anymore is it?’ He chuckled, cupping them –they barely fit into his hand.

I couldn’t respond because he began kissing my neck, making me gasp and then moan at the pleasure. I leaned my head a little sideways to grant better access. He took advantage of this, nibbling and kissing along my collar bone, just hard enough to send sparks all the way to my clitoris and back up again, but not enough to leave bruises on my neck. Then his hands were down at my butt, running his fingers along the seams of my jeans and gently squeezing it. I could feel him growing hard between us as he reached one hand to slip underneath the denim. The voice inside my head commanding me instinctively to stop made my body go rigid. Matt stopped for a moment, and whispered, looking into my eyes ‘Are you sure you want to do this with me, Gina?’

I told the voice to shut up and leave me alone, relaxed and then nodded and he began to pull of my jeans and shirt. He put his arms around me again, squeezing my ass cheeks and giving them a playful slap and then he pulled away so that I could take his shirt the rest of the way off. His tattoo was a skull, similar to the one on his wrist. Usually I hate tattoos, but this one didn’t seem to bother me, it enhanced his sexiness. He was muscular too, his pectorals chiseled and so were his abdominal muscles. Matt started kissing me again and I threw my arms around his neck. He lifted me up, –my legs around his waist –and he carried me to the bed…

He lay on top of me continuing to kiss me and then sat up a little, kissing my neck, while I closed my eyes so as to feel just his touch. He lightly kissed the mounds of soft flesh and then took one into his mouth sucking my nipple causing me to moan with pleasure. He nuzzled my breasts and sucked my nipples until they rose and hardened to the point that I couldn’t take it anymore. Then he kissed and licked his way down to my navel and further still. He looked up at me and then dove in snatching my panties off in an instant. I could feel his breath in between my legs as he kissed the area where my thigh became my pubic mound sending shivers through my body. My desire was driving me crazy, I wanted him in me. The way he made me feel was so good I wanted it to never end. I knew that things were going to be amazing considering he hadn’t really even done anything to me and I was already willing to do anything for him.

My pleasure spiked as I felt his tongue darting in and out of me, sucking my silky and soaking wet folds. He found my hole and ate me out until I needed him to let me climax. He seemed to know what I needed, and his tongue began circling my clitoris and he nibbled it gently. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as his licking intensified. He kept at it until I felt I was going to be pushed over the edge. Electricity pulsed through my body as I came hard, my juices flowing freely, but it made me feel hot and embarrassed but amazing all the same. He looked up at me and adjusted himself so that his head was right above mine.

I could feel him breathing softly into my ear and turned my head to face him, my lips slightly parted, my eyes full of want. Then he kissed me hard and full, letting me taste my own juices. The kiss was intoxicating, it made me want to pleasure him as much as he had me. I rolled the both of us over so that I was on top of him and straddled him so I was resting
right below his stomach. I kissed him tonguing his mouth and wanting him so much I’m sure that it came through. And then I kissed along his jaw and down his chest, past his stomach and stopped at his groin. I began to undo his belt and slip off his jeans leaving him in his boxers. I slipped those off too, and looked up at him and was about to go down when Matt stopped me.

‘Don’t.’

I sat up, and his obvious erection pressed into my thigh. Why…not? I didn’t voice my question…but I was definitely confused. Most guys I knew would kill for that.

‘I don’t want you to. I know this sounds crazy, but you’re too beautiful to do that for me,’ Matt said as if reading my mind.

‘Oh…’ I said stupidly.

He laughed and said, ‘But we can do this,’ before lifting me with his hands and slipping his member into me. It went deep and I could tell he felt how my insides clenched him. He waited a few moments before lifting me again and bringing me down. I began to move my hips with him and it felt amazing. After a few minutes like this, he rolled us over, and pushed me playfully down on the bed so that I lay on my back. I closed my eyes with Matt on top as he put his ten inches into me slowly, so that I could adjust to his size in this new position. I bit my lip as I felt a small wave of pain wash over me when Matt began sliding it in and out faster.

He stopped as he saw my pained expression and asked ‘Am I hurting you?’

‘No…’ I groaned, causing him to laugh even though his eyebrows were knit with concern.

‘I’ll go slow,’ he resolved.

I reached out to him and he pulled me close as he gradually began moving little by little, in and out. This feels so right, I couldn’t help thinking. I could feel Matt growing even harder inside of me and knew that he’d wanted me bad. His speed was increasing and it felt like he was going farther with each thrust. I clutched at his back, my nails leaving little crescent-moons. I hoped I hadn’t hurt him too much. We fell into a pattern and increased our body rhythms as we got closer to an orgasm.

As we came even closer to coming, Matt increased the speed and penetration with each thrust going deeper and deeper into me until I couldn’t take it any longer. I shouted his name as I was thrown over the edge. We gripped each other and came, Matt smiling and panting in between kisses to my breasts and neck and lips. I was out of breath and reveling in the feeling of what we just did. We lay next to each other on the bed, breathing softly.

‘Matt, you’re impossibly good,’ I said as I regained my breath and looked over at him.

He smiled, his piercing eyes telling me that he had wanted this so badly, and whispered in my ear, ‘Only for you, Gina,’ and then kissed me again.

I couldn’t believe that what I had wanted and dreamed of, he’d wanted too. Or that our feelings were just as strong without seeing each other for 2 years. And we just made it happen. This all brought me back to the picture.

‘Why’d you draw that picture?’ I asked.

‘I had a dream about you a few days ago. You were looking back with tears in your eyes. It made me think of when I saw you after school that one day.’

So it was me… ‘I knew someone was watching me!’

‘Haha yeah, that was me. I couldn’t help it you captured me the minute I saw you. I didn’t want it to be the last time I saw you…but well you know me. I couldn’t build up the confidence. Anyways, I didn’t know what it was you were looking at in the dream but I had to draw it. The image was breathtaking, but I didn’t get the shading right. You’re much more beautiful in real life.’

‘Remember you told me ‘Remember where your light is coming from.’ That’s probably why you didn’t get it right, you didn’t remember,’ I said smiling, ‘but I still like it.’

Matt smiled. ‘You always do,’ he said before he kissed me.

‘What are we going to do after this?’ I asked purely because I wanted to know.

Matt looked at me. ‘What I’ve been waiting to do for the past 2 years. I would’ve done it before, but I couldn’t find you…’

‘What exactly have you been waiting to do?’

‘Well, this,’ he said gesturing to me, ‘and then some more of that,’ pointing to me again smiling, and making me laugh. ‘And then make sure that you know you’re my girlfriend.’

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The Sex Artist 8211 Part 2

People who are new are requested to go through first part of my story here – I would recommend to go through the first part of my story. After Sima gone I went back to my room and closed my door. I was not able to forgot the what i saw. Still I was not believing on my eyes. I confirmed again this is not dream and it was not. The picture of Sima was continuously reflecting before my eyes. I had habit of writing dairy every day. I used to note all important events of my life in detail. I wrote...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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Sex Studio Secrets 1 Alessandra

I run a small sex shop specialised in spanking and erotic equipment for submissive lesbian ladiesI run my small shop sometimes with my dear granddod pretty Petra and some awesome sexy assistentsI have on the first floor my private quarters also a studio full of see-through full size mirrorsI have on stand-by a few cameras behind each of those mirrors, for recording seek some assistanceI will direct with the help of hot Princess Petra the debute for Alessandra in her first 3-someI will direct...

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The story of Sandrine

Story of Sandrine (1) By Perverpeper on 05/15/08F/f F+/f F/f+ F+/f+ teen enema exhibition WaterSport bestriality BDSM feet hair slavery scatology college hightSchool job slow reluctant humiliation blckmail torture nc HeavySummary: Sandrine is a young high school student.  A few days after celebrating her 18th birthday with college only a few weeks away, she is kidnapped by a rich woman who will introduce her to the pains and the joys of submission.Comment?: This is a translation from the...

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Transgender Artist Kinky Jimmy

Transgender Artist Kinky Jimmy Copyright 2009 by Cal Y. Pygia The artwork of Kinky Jimmy (a pseudonym for Ken Jeremiassen, a Norwegian freelance illustrator who specializes in fantasy and erotic art) is all over the Internet. Well, not everywhere, really, but it is on a number of websites; it's easy to find. A skilled illustrator in the same league as Kimberly Wilder and Christopher Leach (both of whom I've written about in other articles), Jimmy's style is rather like that of the...

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Slutty neighbour vandana

In life people always like to partake in a little bit of risk. Just enough to feel a rush, but not enough to get caught or noticed. Here is a story of a slutty teasing aunty. Vandana was no different. She was a beautiful 27-year-old woman working a relatively unassuming entry-level job at a fortune 500 company. The pay was nice, but her job was boring and provided very little excitement. So to bring a little excitement into her life, Vandana began to dress sexier. First it started off very...

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Histoire de Sandrine

Histoire de Sandrine (1)Par Perverpeper le 15/05/08F/f F+/f F/f+ F+/f+ teen enema exhibition WaterSport bestriality BDSM feet hair slavery scatology college hightSchool job slow reluctant humiliation blckmail torture nc HeavySynopsis?: Sandrine est une jeune lyc?enne. Quelques jours apr?s avoir f?t? ses 18 ans, alors que le baccalaur?at n’est plus qu’? quelques semaines, elle est enlev?e par une femme richissime qui l’initie aux peines et aux joies de la soumission.Adressez-vous plut?t aux passions qu’aux vert...

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Meri Padosan Chandni

Dosto mera naam Rahil hai aur meri age 25 years hai mai ek smart n clever ladka ho.Ab story mai ata hu meri padosan chandni bohat hi khubsurat ladki hai uska figure 32 26 30 ka ho ga dekne mai todhi choti lagti hai uski age 18 ya 19 yrs ki hai,woh shalwar jamper pehenti hai. Mere mummy papa aur chota bhai sab mere cousion bahi ke bedi ki mangni mai gai the out of town mujhe office se chutti nhi mili thi to mai ghar pe akela tha jab mai office se gahr aye to dekha mere mummy papa log ja chuke...

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PA01 LAbattoir Alessandra

Name: Alessandra Ortiz Ethnicity: Puerto Rican Age: 24 Height: 5'8" Breasts: 36DD Waist: 24 Hips: 41 Weight: 140lbs Hair: Espresso Brown Eyes: Pistachio Green Skin: Peanut Brown Personality: Extroverted, Shallow, Sweet Inspiration/Muse: Priscilla Huggins Chapter 1 - The Mistake Alessandra was on top of the world. Her recent shoots with popular men's magazines got her noticed in a way that a girl from San Juan simply couldn't have anticipated. Her shockingly stunning face,...

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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

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Punishing Kandi

This is a true story, so, to protect her identity, I'll call her Kandi.She is my personal sex slave and slut. She is not my girlfriend. In fact, I am engaged to be married to a man. But there is dominant part of me that loves to sexually control, use and engage in rough sex with bimbo bitches who love it just as much as i. Kandi comes when I call. She knows not to bother me unless I initiate contact ... or else she'll be punished. Last weekend, I phoned her and told her to meet me at a...

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Sex With My Maid Nandhini

Hello to all the iss reader’s. Let me first introduce myself, I am sparta with nice athletic body and this incident happened in boys hostel when I studing my bachelor’s degree. The heroine of this story is the maid nandhini who works in that hostel. She is black in color and good looking. Her size is 38-26-38 which will make everyone tempt. This is the real incident happened between me and my sexy maid few months back. Nandhini was working as a maid in that hostel for more than three years. Her...

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Motherless Creampie

Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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Motherless Cuckold

No matter what type of porn you may be in the market for, Motherless has an ample supply of it, and cucking is no different. Actually, this might help to explain how you ended up being such a pussy little cuck.The journey that brought you to my website reading cuck porn reviews started in your childhood. A fair portion of my readership is actually motherless. Why, you ask? Your guys' moms chose a life of cucking and riding cock instead of raising you fucks properly.Don't worry, gents. I'm in...

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Motherless Horror

I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Night In Nellore With Sexy Girl Chandan

Hello everyone, greetings to all the readers. I am Ravi kumar from Nellore town in Andhra Pradesh and also a regular visitor and reader of the sex stories. I am here to narrate my real hot experience in Nellore with a sexy girl by name Chandan who is from Bangalore. This wonderful incident happened last week when I came to my native place Nellore from Hyderabad for a short stay. That evening around 7pm I went to meet my friend at DR Uttama hotel, as he was coming from Chennai and asked me to...

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The Artist Mischiefs Rewards

I have a few things to apologize for, first off. I can't seem to figure out how in the hell to indent my paragraphs, so until I can, I'll just have to deal with all the comments on the atrocity of my stories. It's been a long time that I've been writing on this site now, and I've never figured it out though, so bear with me. Second, I need to apologize for the other story on this account; it was part of a whole series I was thinking on, but I don't think it was what I meant for it to be....

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The Artist

My daughter comes to stay I’d always been an artist, ever since school l had loved to draw and paint. Mom got me my first easel and water color set of paints. I won some prizes in a local art exhibition and even got mentioned in the local paper. Now I have my own gallery and office, with a small studio out the back. The second floor I have made into a small one bedroom loft with kitchen and living room. There is a deck off the kitchen which looks down on the glass roof of the studio. I’ve...

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