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Introduction: Well, this is about a boy who fins out that tutoring can be a lot of fun Well, my name is Blake, I am one of the nerdiest guys in school. Im not ugly or fat, I have a pretty decent body at 511, short brown hair spiked up at the front. I have bright blue eyes and a semi – muscular body.
Now about my personal life, I dont have one. Im always reading or studying. Ive never had a girlfriend, thats probably why I jack off pretty frequently. My dick is 7 and a half inches and pretty thick. I have no clue if thats good or bad, but Im pretty sure that is slightly bigger then average.
My story all started when one of my more popular friends needed help in science class. She was extremely pretty and I had no clue why she even talked to me. I offered to tutor her, because I knew that if she didnt pass the midterm with an A, she would fail the 2nd quarter.
I was going to be helping her in Biology, the fact was that if she did fail this midterm, she would have to work really hard to get her grades up and get her credit at the end of the year.
That would be so nice of you Blake, she said almost jumping up and down.
Yeah, no problem, where and when? I asked casually.
Uhmmm, how about my house this weekend, she said writing her address on a piece of paper. Thanks again, she squealed and then gave me a huge hug. Wow, that was surprising. I couldnt wait to see how her room looked. She striked me as a goodie two shoes room type.
Today was Thursday, and I only had to wait two days to find out and help her pass the test with flying colors. That night, like any other night, I got a hard on thinking about Krystals hot body. In my head she was stripping naked and lying on my bed. She was running her hands all over her body. I grabbed hold of my hard prick and began pumping it. She was now finger fucking herself and pinching her nipples with her other hand. Pre- cum began oozing out of my shaft. I spread it along my dick and stroked faster, I was making small moaning noises and my hips were thrusting on their own accord.
In my little fantasy I was now fucking her and I could practically feel her tight pussy gripping my cock. At that thought, my balls jerked up and my cum shot up my shaft shooting out of my cock in spurts, landing mostly on my stomach, but some landed on my bed. I got up after I recovered a few minutes later and cleaned myself off. I brought a wash cloth to my bed and wiped up the mess.
Wow, I sure hoped nothing happened when I was supposed to be helping her study. What if I got a fucking boner thinking about her naked, and she notices? Well, the answer, is to just focus on Bio.
I went to bed and again was thinking of Krystal, I woke up with a huge boner, and the problem was I woke up late. I had 10 minutes to get ready, I simply shoved my dick into boxers, threw on jeans, and a T shirt. Even then, I just barely got to school on time. Good thing about this was, it was Friday, the bad side was, and I couldnt pay attention for shit.
I had to sit through a 2 lecture. I already knew how to do everything, so I focused on something different. Still boring as hell Algebra avoiding the topic of Krystal, if I lingered on her for too long, I just knew I would have a tent in my pants.
Instead I thought about CSI, my favorite show. It was the episode where Nick slept with the whore and the next day was found strangled to death. Nick almost lost his job, but Catherine found out it was her ex pimp who did it.
The math bell rang and I was off to English. We were reading the most boring book in the world, so no problem there. I payed attention and read the book along with everyone else. We got through quite a bit of it, I even volunteered to read aloud. That way I couldnt let my mind wander.
The bell rang in that class and I was off to science. Oh boy. I have to sit right next to her, and mostly likely shell be talking about tomorrow.
Heyy, your still coming tomorrow right? Krystal asked.
Yeah, what time? I asked back.
How about 10 a.m., you can stay until 7 p.m. My parents will be home then, they dont know Im doing bad in school. So Im having you come over when they will be gone. Krystal said.
Okay, I said smiling. Her parents werent going to be home and we were most likely going to be in her room. The scenarios kept playing in my head. Then, I realized, I had a problem. My fucking cock was straining against my jeans. I prayed to god she didnt notice, I kept on talking to her like nothing was wrong. The science bell rang and I pretended to be in the middle of something until my erection went down. When it finally did, I left the classroom.
I went home and checked to see if anyone else was there. Turns out I was all alone, I ran upstairs and got a porn DVD out of the bottom of my bed and popped it in the player. I threw my clothes all over the room. A chick came up on the screen and was sucking some guy off while getting fucked hard by some other guy.
My blood quickly went to my cock and it got hard rather quickly. I grabbed it and jacked off while I watched the hot chick being fucked, and sucking off a guy. I was getting extremely close to Cumming and was pumping furiously now. I felt my balls tingling, then jerk. Cum came up through my shaft, six jets of it came shooting out, landing on my discarded clothes. As I had my orgasm, I let out a loud groan and felt a little weak in the knees.
After my little masturbation session, I went to go eat dinner. Mom wouldnt be home until late, so I was left to make myself something to eat. I made myself some macaroni and cheese, drank some milk, and watched T.V. I tuned into the sports channel, I wasnt that fond of sports, but it beats the hell out of watching chick flicks.
I decided it couldnt hurt to go to bed early, I had to get up early on a Saturday. I lay in my bed looking at my ceiling, I still had glow in the dark start from when I was a little boy. I havent changed them yet, because I havent felt the need to. I soon drifted off to sleep and my dreams were obviously about Krystal. She was bouncing her fine ass on my cock. Damn, werent wet dreams the greatest.
I woke up with a boner as usual and took care of it while I was in the shower. That way there was no mess to clean up. I hurried up, hopped out of the shower, ran a comb through my hair, and spiked up my bangs. I also, brushed my teeth and put on some Axe.
I ate me some breakfast and headed over to Krystals house. I got there at 10:07 A.M. she was dressed in a tight band T-shirt, and a plaid mini skirt. Oh hot damn, did she look hot!
Cmon in, She said opening the door. I went into her house with my backpack full of science books and papers.
I brought everything to be covered on the midterm, I said to her.
Okay, just come up to my room and lay out all the books on my bed. She told me, leading the way upstairs. I put my bag on her bed and took out all of my biology work. I was re-teaching her all the characteristics of living and ecosystems. She seemed to be getting that much. Then we moved on to the stuff she didnt get.
To persuade you to do your best Im going to let you have me do any 1 thing for every question you get right. I told her for extra motivation.
Anything? She asked raising an eyebrow at me.
Only one thing, IF you get it right I told her. I had no clue what was on her mind, but I think I made a mistake by saying that. I was slowly bringing her through the lesson. Out of the 5 review questions, she only got 2 right.
Ok, that wasnt as good as I though I did, anyway, I want you to take your shirt off, and the second one is leave it off!
Okay, thats easy enough, I said, tossing my shirt on her floor. And if you really want to make me do anything embarrassing, you have to get more right.
I quizzed her about vocab and ecosystems, she had a really good memory and got 8 out of 10 right.
Okay, 8 things, I said nervously.
Oh goodie, she said clapping. What should I have you do? She was rubbing her hand on her chin, mentally debating her options. I laughed a little and looked to her for my first task.
1, let me feel your stomach, 2, I want you to tell me your deepest, darkest secret. She said with a mischievous grin on her face.
Okay&hellip, I said clumsily. I walked over to her so she could feel my stomach, My deepest darkest secret is probably that I really like you, I said sighing, then smiling at her.
3, I want you to kiss me&hellip, She trailed off as I came over to her on the bed. I slowly brought my lips to hers. Her arms came up around my neck. I moaned into her mouth as she slipped her tongue in my mouth. She tasted so sweet, she was running her hands all over my chest and back. It was like my fantasies were unfolding before my eyes. As if I needed to say, my cock was like concrete in my shorts. If she didnt already know, she would soon.
Whats the 4th? I asked through taking breaths. She hadnt gotten close enough to feel my dick, and if I stood she would be able to see the bulge.
Hmm, how about you come over here and kiss me some more, and this time use your hands a little more. She said smiling at me.
I sure can do that, I said lying back on top of her, this time she opened her legs and I went between them. I pressed myself into her crotch and she moaned and pulled me by my neck to kiss her. I wasnt complaining, I kissed her back with more tongue then I did a few minutes ago. I used my hands to cup her breasts. I ran my fingers over her hard nipples on my way to her stomach. She gasped softly and moaned into my mouth. I pressed my erection harder on her and moaned into her mouth, I could feel it pulsing with desire. I broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.
5th? I asked out of breath.
Screw it, just get your ass over here and kiss me! She said tackling me and rolling so she was on top. She was attacking my mouth with her lips and I eagerly responded with the same enthusiasm. We were moaning into each others mouth. My dick was under her pussy and she was being careful not to put too much pressure on it.
I was in heaven, I was making out with the girl of my dreams, literally, and feeling her up.
Cmon, you won fair and square, whats the 5th thing I have to do?
Fine, you really want to do something? Then take off your pants
Uh, okay I said backing off her a little so I could take my jeans off. There was a single gasp from Krystal when she saw the tent in my boxers. I crawled back up to her and resumed our kissing session, grinding my hard on into her crotch while doing so.
Got a 6th? I said between kisses.
How about I give you a freebie and you can do something to me.
I can definitely do that! I said as I lifted her shirt over head. She had on a sexy lacy bra Am I allowed to take two things off? I added staring at her bra. Maybe if I stared at it long enough it would spontaneously combust.
Not now, maybe a little later. Krystal replied. That I could live with, I continued kissing her, feeling her breasts through her bra. I slid my hand inside the thin material and cupped her. I played with her aroused nipples, pinching and pulling them lightly.
Okay, Okay, you can take my bra off now, that feels really good. She said leaning up so I could undo the clasp at the back. I got it after a few tries, Cmon it was my first time, then slid the straps down her shoulders and tossed the garment aside. I immediately wanted to suck them, and that I did. I brought my head down to her chest and licked her nipple, teasing her, I sucked it into my mouth and lashed at it with my tongue. She held my head there like a prisoner. Apparently, I was doing something right, I pulled away slightly, just to go back and repeat the motions on her other nipple.
I brought my lips to hers and we were quickly embracing each other. Me grinding myself into her, kissing her with enough built up lust to burn the house down. Few minutes passed and things started progressing.
For my 7th thing, I choose&hellip,..hmmm&hellip,off with the boxers She said smirking at me.
What! You want me to do what?!?! Then Ill be naked, and you wont
So youre supposed to do what I say, she countered.
Fine, I said sighing. I crawled off her, took my boxers off, releasing my dick, and threw them in her face.
Now the 8th and final thing is I want you to show me your dick.
Fine, but that means you have to move. I laid on my back, completely naked and she crawled over me like we were reversing positions.
You have a lovely cock, she said kissing the tip of it. I moaned as I felt her warm breath on the head of my dick as her lips touched it.
Oh, so you like that?: She said teasing me. She stuck her tongue out and tentatively swirled it around the head. My hips jerked up, and then she took the head of my dick into her mouth. She was sucking it and doing some things with her tongue that drove me crazy. I let out a loud moan and I could feel that tingly feeling building up in my balls.
As much as Im enjoying this, you better get up because Im extremely close to cumming, I said half-heartedly.
Thats the point, She said sucking more of my dick into her mouth. She was using her tongue all over my shaft and sucking harder. Her head movements were getting faster and soon I was shooting my built up load deep down her throat. That must have been the strongest orgasm Id ever had. It was my first blowjob Id gotten and I couldnt wait to do it again.
Krystal, that was the best ever, it felt incredible, I said to her gasping for breath.
You taste really good. I thought it would be more salty, yours was actually kinda sweet, she said smiling at me.
Well, you just gave me oral, how about I return the favor? I said, really wanting to eat her out.
Maybe next time, I really need to pass this mid term.
Okay, where were we&hellip,&hellip, I trailed off.
We resumed kissing ion our passionate embrace, after 5 minutes she started moaning again. I decided to press my luck and see if she changed her mind.
You sure you dont want anything in return? I asked her smirking. I could see the lust in her eyes and knew she was trying to hold back. By now, my dick had pretty much recovered and it started getting hard again thinking of what I wanted to do to her. I could see the erotic images in my head, her lying on her back, legs spread, with my fingers and mouth all over her. Oh, how I wanted to taste her, I could only imagine what she would taste like&hellip,
Oh okay, I give up I WANT you too! She said undressing and waiting for me to do something. I ran my fingers slowly up her legs, causing them to part. She spread her legs far apart and I was to see her core. I leaned down close to her and could smell her sweet aroma, turning me on to no end.
I slid two fingers up and down her labia, she was so wet. I pushed them inside her, and her hips bucked at my entry. I bent my head down and lightly flicked my tongue across her swollen clit. She moaned and was moving her hips to the speed of my fingers going in and out of her pussy. I took my fingers out and got a disapproving groan. She was soon to find out that my fingers were being replaced by my tongue. I began thrusting my tongue in and out of her wet hole.
She was gyrating her hips against my face, as I was tongue fucking her harder. Every now and then I could feel my nose bumping something small and hard, it was obviously her clit. So I re-replaced my tongue with my 2 fingers and sucked her hard nub into my mouth, where I lashed at it with my tongue. Her hips bucked as she cried out with her orgasm. She came all over my face, I had her pussy juices all over my face and I loved it! She tasted like a sweet salty honey.
Wow&hellip,that&hellip,..was&hellip,.one of the&hellip,.strongest orgasms&hellip,.I have ever had. She said gasping for air.
That was my first time eating a girl out, I hope I did it okay, I said seriously. I still had a raging hard on but that didnt really matter. All I could think about now was if I pleasured her like she had for me.
Somehow I knew that what we did would never happen again, and that we wouldnt be going further. Maybe, just maybe, I could open my own tutoring service. They could have one or two ways to pay me&hellip,..Who knows what can happen?
THE END
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October 17th, 1995, 7:30 AM PT, Metro Plaza Hotel, Los Angeles, CA Miriam had been tossing and turning all night; she spent time just sitting in the chair in the corner of the room to try and let Baruch sleep. She was so upset she was oblivious to the fact that Baruch couldn’t sleep either, which was not in her nature. She was usually fully aware of what was going on with her husband. They thought together almost telepathically, and yesterday had been one of the first times in decades when...
TIMELESS BEAUTY BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Sam walked in the dorm house, looked at the lock and then in the dorm mistress's room. The plus size woman was dress in a black blouse and flats, black with white palm tree design jacket and skirt with dark brown nylons. She new there was only a half hour before she made her rounds and called lights out. Upstairs, roommates Chris and Alex waited on their beds. Like their friend Sam, both guys were petite and lovely looking. Being transsexuals who...
The door was open. I had no reason to have it closed. We were all in this together. So I was sitting in the large chair as my nurse prepared to access my port to begin the first liter of Cisplatin. The cancer center had been busy today and I glanced out the doorway as several people passed by. Then I noticed a woman pausing as one of the nurses escorted her somewhere.It was Katherine. I recognized her at once even though it had been so many years ago. Then I heard her laugh as her companion...
College SexThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief’s Happy Bits will fall off. I love to watch you sleeping. I don’t do it on purpose, and not in a creepy way, but I love to watch the rise and fall of your chest, the gentle line of your soft lips that press against me so passionately in waking, the flickering underneath your eyelids as you dream about… whatever you are dreaming about. I like to think you might be dreaming about me, and...
Kate slipped out of bed and moved around the room picking up the clothes from where they were dropped on the floor the night before. As she bent down to pick up the last one, she felt her husband standing behind her, his hand moving up the soft pale skin on the back of her thigh, over her bum before settling between her legs. She sighed as she felt his fingers stroking her lips, spreading them, circling her clit and moving to feel the wetness growing from within her.As she opened her legs wider...
Wife LoversPeople get embarrassed at the thought of going to an emergency room over something that they think will be embarrassing. Please don’t. If something is causing you pain, or might even be life-threatening, but might reveal you have sex -- even kinky sex -- don’t worry about it. Especially in large cities, ER staff have seen it all. Nevertheless, they do remember the especially creative things, which often involve the use of things in ways for which they were not designed, in body orifices not...
When the alarm clock went off Abril was sleeping on my arm. She despises all alarm clocks, but she hates somebody waking her even more, so she settled for it. With me watching she did her “cranky kitten” act as she got up, turned off the alarm, tore off her nightshirt, which was her only clothing, then pranced around the room bare-ass, posing with a grumpy look on her face while making sure she showed off her outstanding booty and everything else in the most attractive way she could. That...
Your name is Edward Richardson. You're 20 and you've been fascinated by history ever since you're 11. You're also good at making inventions as well. As you're growing up, you usually found that at various points in history of each country, things always turned ugly at many points. And you wanted to change that. You decided to use your intelligence you create the device called the T.O.S, abbreviated for Timeline Opener and Stopper, that can make you travel back in time and alter the histories...
Mind Control‘I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam! TJ Ryder Chapter 1 Reform School Romance! I couldn’t believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being his favorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II. I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another old geezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had...
The funeral was a gloomy affair as funerals go. I am somewhat irreverent and remember clearly my twin brother and I giggling all through my Uncle’s funeral because his widow had the price ticket still dangling from the back of her hat. John and I shared a sense of mischief and humour. At our Grandfather’s funeral, we’d been unable to look at each other during the hymn ‘Praise my soul the king of heaven,’ because John had written an alternative verse that was utterly filthy and we both knew what...
LesbianA few years ago, my wife was having a midlife crisis while I was away serving in Iraq. She was both lonely and horny. She had been without me for nearly 8 months and I still had four more months to go on my tour of duty. Char is an attractive 40 year old woman, 5'8" tall with blonde hair and green eyes. She keeps herself in great shape and still has a body to prove it, 36-30-36. Our sex life is absolutely wonderful when I am there, and I would not change a thing. She is a Hottie and we are...
'I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam! TJ Ryder Chapter 1 Reform School Romance! I couldn't believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being hisfavorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II. I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another oldgeezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had anythinghad...
CrossdressingSummertime Fun After my divorce I got my daughter every other weekend and for the entire summer. Now that she was fourteen and developing quite nicely I was enjoying her even more. I also indulged her desire for sexy revealing clothing, since her mother wouldn’t. Holly was pleased that I had purchased a summer home alone the beach. We used to go to the ocean when we were still a family. Another thing that I did to piss my wife off after the divorce. It was a very nice place and I...
Summertime: Chapter 1 By Tommie Summertime, and the living was easy. I had just graduated college and I was home for the summer. My parents were on vacation and I had the house to myself. I had settled into a relaxed routine. Up late, lazy breakfast, a little bit of work on the computer to keep my hand in for the programmer's job I was starting in the fall. Then, as often as not, a lazy afternoon reading in the back yard before soccer training in the evening. Soccer had paid my...
Like Billy Pilgrim, John and Amy have become unstuck in time. Unlike Billy Pilgrim, theirs is a fate more akin to eternal recurrence. Fate, for sure, had intended more for them. The timeline was diverted and the two were paying the price: Amy for her stubborn obstinance; John for his arrogance. For her stubborn behavior, Amy was dealt a hand similar to that of Sisyphus. She was placed upon life's treadmill: forever struggling to make ends meet; forever struggling to find her way...
When did the first, unfortunate fork in the timeline take place? Each attempt to divert the timeline back onto its true, fateful path has resulted in failure. Time is growing short, and an altered fate nearer. Each manipulation has resulted in this fate's end time grower slightly nearer or farther, but no significant change has occurred. Given that recursion is the problem, perhaps it is also the solution. Perhaps. The two share a weakness -- each knows on some level what needs to...
Facetime Accident With Mother In LawIt was the usual time me and my girlfriend would facetiming but I felt a little risky this time so I was already naked. I gave her number a ring and had the camera straight at my junk trying to throw a little surprise there for her. I was swaying it back and forth and I still didn't get a reply. All I heard was.. “Uhm... Hello...” Next thing I noticed it was my girlfriends mom. I said oh shit and struggled trying to hang up while she said “No no... don't hang...
TIMELESS BEAUTY 2 BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Alex walked from the shower trying to dry his long shoulder length hair. In only a bath robe, he entered his college dorm room and turned on the television. The channel 5 weather man was giving a major warning for its forecast. As a transsexual he was happy to of gotten a single room. "This just in," said the weatherman. "This looks like it will be the worst hurricane season for Florida since the 1960s. The major threats are the hurricanes that...
Sentiments of a Submissive By:? Miss Georgia Peach As told to:? JEP Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I have ever encountered.? In addition to being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP I do love the concept of being pierced...
I smile as I step out of the car, my boots crunching against the gravel beneath my feet. It’s one of those perfect spring days – the sun shining brightly through the crisp, cool air, a bit of breeze carrying that intoxicating earthy, damp smell of the season. My smile broadens as I remember that quote from Miss Congeniality: the “perfect date” was April 25th, because “it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.” I guess I am a cliché, but I can’t help it. I love Spring. New...
MasturbationWhen we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I was strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann, just outside the Magasin au Printemps where the pretty girls were selling their bunches of lily of the valley as they traditionally used to do on the first day of May. I wasn't looking where I was going, daydreaming as...
Love StoriesChapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their tracing. Nevertheless, we had an encounter on a Tuesday morning after a pleasant stay in LeGrande and breakfast at the restaurant across the...
I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done. There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...
Springtime for Summers (c) 2002 by Nom de Plume Anne Summers had always thought that Christmas would be the worst time. The death of her husband Patrick the preceding September had been such a devastating shock, she had barely gone through the motions that first December, in an effort to create a semblance of joy for her three year old daughter Lindy. In her fragile state, she had succumbed to the smooth advances of her investment advisor, Andrew Nash, a...