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Myself and a couple of friends were having a bon-fire in the woods. It was a hot summer night and it was me one other guy and two older girls. We were low on wood so the guy and one girl went back to the house to get a saw. Once they were gone, Amy rips off her shirt and jumps on top of me. She still had her bra on so I could not see her nipples yet. After 20 seconds of her jumping on my stomach I began to get hard. I was not sure if she wanted me to or not but I could not stop it. she then moved down to my mid-section (I was completely hard now)and Amy felt it. She told me to pull my pants down because she wanted to see how long my erect dick was. As I pulled mine down, my erect dick shot out. Amy then proceeded to pull down hers. Her pussy hair was shaved into a heart, which really turned me on!! I now switched positions to the top well Amy went to the bottom. She was now holding my dick in her hand rubbing it until I busted all over her hand. I now ripped her bra off and her nipples were hard so I started to suck on them. Then I thought she was going to blow me but she stuck her tongue in my ass well I rubbed her clit. We must have done so many different sexual things that we lost track of time and fell asleep. When I woke up, we were laying in the mud because it had rained. I had dry-cum all over myself and all our clothes were wet. We then found out that our other two friends had video taped us with a camcorder. They then left when they saw we were asleep. Every time I see that tape I think of being young and how great it really was to experiment with sexuality. Amy moved a way about a month later and I haven't seen her science. That night was the GREATEST night of my life.

Charlie Brown a.k.a. Chuck

The time was September, 1941. The place was a small college town in Indiana, I had dropped out of school and the end of the first semester. My father ran out of money, and I did too--even with three jobs. I could have gone home, but my parents lived in a one-bedroom apartment, and it would have meant me sleeping on the couch. So I got a job at the electric company. I made $64/mo. Not enough to get rich on, but at that time a dollar went a long way. Even as a student I made friends with a lot of townspeople. I lived in a room with a private entrance in a house owned by a restaurant owner. I didn't get any discount, but it was close by, and the food was good. There were two high school girls. They had a reputation among the male students of being an easy make. I wasn't sure, but was willing to find out. I gut I knew real well, Myron, and I took them out one night. We drove out of town a few miles and parked in a church yard. He was in the front seat with Betty and I was in back with Bobby. We did some good smooching and felt `me up. I got Bobby's shirt open and off and took off her bra. She was beautiful there in the moonlight. Gorgeous breasts. I interrupted Myron, and said you got to see this. When he did, I said look you got to see the prettiest knockers in the county. He had to agree. And that made Bobby proud. We continue our escapades in the church yard. Then Betty invited us all to spend the weekend at her house since her parents would be away. Myron and I jumped at the chance. When we got there Betty said she and Myron would stay downstairs, and Betty and I could have the second floor. When we got upstairs, she got out of her dress and took off her panties, leaving on just a slip. So it didn't take me long to strip. She got into the bed and I followed her. I felt her up, running my hand up her leg and fingered her pussy. She liked it and was getting hot. Me too. My penis was rock hard. I asked if it would be O.K., and she said, Let's try it. I put it in and jammed it in as far as it would go. I heard something pop. You know what, she was a virgin and I broke her cherry. There was blood all over, her, me, the bed and everything she touched on the way to the bathroom. I cleaned myself up as best I could, got dressed and told Betty what had happened, and thought I'd better leave. She agreed. And Myron drove us home. I don't know if he scored or not. I felt bad. I watched for her in town on Monday. I found her and asked how she was. She said she was sore, and walked like she had a corn cob stuck in her ass. Every other day we'd have a coke together. By the end of the week, she felt better and asked if we could get together on Sunday. Sure. It did mean I had to come up with a car. So I took a bus home and borrowed my dad's car. He reminded me that I had to get it back Sunday night. O.K. I slept on the couch that night and took off as early as I could, even though it was only 40 miles. I picked up Bobby in the early afternoon. She had on some blue corduroy pants, but nothing under them. I could see her bare skin where the zipper didn't quite close. We drove out in the country. I had a blanket in the trunk. Though we could spread it out on the ground. We couldn't find a suitable place, so I parked in some farmer's road. I was so hot I couldn't wait. We stayed in the car. She dropped her pants down to her ankles. I got over on her side and did the same. I entered her right away and as I was pumping`, my ass was banging` into the dashboard. I came immediately. I pulled it out, wiped it off and put it back in. This time I gave her a good ride and she came and I did too. We agreed no more doing` it in the car. She said on Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons she had gym and she had to play basketball, and she always cut class. She didn't like basketball. That's saying something in a small town in Indiana where basketball is a passion with everyone. She asked what time I got off work and I told her four. And it's about four blocks away, so your home about 4:15. Mind if I drop in on you and we'll have some fun. Sounds good to me. See you Wednesday. Sure enough, she let herself in at 4:16. I hugged her and ran my hands up and down her back and I put my hands on her ass and pulled her into me. It didn't take long for me to get out of my clothes. She wanted to keep her slip on. I was disappointed but if that's what she wants, so be it. She got in next to me. I started to feel her up and she stopped me. It turns out that she's not interested in foreplay. She pulled up her slip and I stuck it in. We went at it for quite a while. We both had an orgasm, and laid there for a little while. She got dressed. Said Bye for now. I have to get home and fix supper. See you Friday. On Friday, she was late--4:17. This time I convinced her to take off her slip. She did, but modesty made her try to cover up her knockers and her pussy too. Let's say she wasn't too successful. It tickled me. We had a good session and she went home to fix supper. I reminded her she had the prettiest knockers in the county. That made her feel good. I asked her about tomorrow. I get off at noon, have lunch at the restaurant. Home by one. She said she'd think about it. She didn't know if she was up to doing` it four days in a row--Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Saturday I was snoozing. She woke me up. It's about a quarter to three. She started undressing and so did I. And this time she didn't try to cover herself up. God, I said those are beautiful breasts. She hurried into bed and I was ready for her. She guided me in. I hadn't noticed before how she was able to squeeze my boner with her vaginal muscles. Another good romp. Tomorrow? I asked. I'll be here except for meal times. We'll see, she replied. Sunday is nice. That's the day we got this business going. Come by if you like. I'll be here. She showed up about the same time as Saturday. We did it, both came. Then we rested till I could get it up again. It was even better the second time. We took it slow and easy and both had powerful orgasms. Monday was basketball day. I no more than got home when she popped it. Welcome, I said, I'm glad you don't like basketball. We did a repeat of Sunday. We were getting better at it. It was truly sensational. Four days in a row is not bad, and she agreed. Wednesday came and she was there at the usual time. It's been two whole days, she said. Let's make up for it. I thought I was in heaven. We stuck pretty close to this schedule for the next three months. Then the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor and we were at war. I went home and told my Dad I was going to enlist. He said it's going to be a long war. Please don't do it until after the Christmas holidays. Occasionally, I drive over to see Bobby, and we'd find a place to have a good session. What would I have done if I get her knocked up? We never used a condom. I'd have married her, of course. The holidays were over and I never saw her again. She probably thought I got killed.

Fling

I recently had a wonderful experience with a woman, and it's been a delicious secret until now. We were both married to others and she was visiting my city on business. During the evening we went out as a group of people in our company to dinner and some clubs, dancing and drinking. This woman was a great dancer. She was tall and very athletic, having been a volleyball player in college. I was going through a rough period in my marriage and was enjoying her attention. We danced together and she would touch me in provocative ways on the dance floor, letting nobody else in the group see so that we didn't arouse suspicion. While out there, I decided to be forward also and slipped my hand down the backside of her skirt waist while looking her in the eyes. Her expression was one of surprise and pleasure, and she started grinding on my leg as my hand was under her skirt squeezing her large strong buttocks. A moment passed and I removed my hand, and that was all between us except for the exchange of hungry looks. Our group eventually finished the night at the hotel and we waited until all the people retired for the night except for her and me. As we sat in the lobby. I was having fantasies about stripping her naked and spreading her long powerful legs and tasting her pussy. I leaned close to her and flatly said, "I'd love to lick your pussy, will you let me?" She had a thoughtful look on her face and answered, "Yes, I'd like that." With that we went up to her room and slowly undressed each other. I loved taking my time and discovering her body that was so new to me. I loved watching her remove my clothes. We kissed and touched each other all over. She was big and strong and beautiful. I laid her down on the bed and spread her legs and stared at her beautiful pussy, then leaned in and gave it a kiss. It was very wet and wonderfully fragrant. I kissed her more around it, teasing her, then I slipped my tongue between her labia and tasted her wonderful juice. I gave her oral pleasure for a long time, and then she did the same to me. I loved watching her as she looked into my eyes while giving me head. We started talking dirty to each other, and one thing led to another and I was on top of her and rubbing the pre-cum covered head of my penis against her clit. We had no protection, but despite the danger, I slipped all the way into her and we made fabulous love. Before I came I pulled out and squirted on her stomach, and she played with my semen with her fingers. We made love all night long until dawn, and then she had to catch a flight back home. I thought I'd never see her again until I got emails from her and we talked about our feelings of that night. I was racked with guilt over cheating, but as it turned out so was she, since she was also married. She said it was the best sex she's had in over five years, and she wanted to do it again. We made plans to meet in a neutral city and try again. We met and stayed at a hotel on the coast for five days. It that time all we did was have sex. She did not have much sexual experience and was learning new things. For one thing, she had never had an orgasm during sex, so I helped her by licking her clit and teasing her and talking dirty to her, which she loved. I could tell because her clit would get so swollen as I licked and teased it, and then I could feel her body shudder with an orgasm as she humped my face. I was so happy for her. We had so much sex, and every time I would cum deep within her unprotected womb. It was such a turn on for both of us to know that my sperm was washing over her insides. Luckily she never got pregnant. It was the most romantic and fantastic getaway we had experienced but sadly it had to end. Months later we got an opportunity to meet again. By that time she had divorced her husband who was not satisfying her. Also, to my surprise, she had met and moved in with a new lover, which was another woman! I asked her if she would never have sex with man again, and she said, only with you. With that we got after it again. I relished giving her oral pleasure until she climaxed, and after long bouts of love making, she'd return the favor by giving me the blow job of my life. She said it turned her on to hear me tell her exactly what to do to me, so I did happily. I was rewarded with the most expert sucking, just the way I ordered it, and when I came she swallowed every drop of cum. Then when we kissed we could taste each other's cum in our mouths and it was very arousing. I loved having her ride me, her big powerful body sweating and writhing as I sank deep within her until my orgasmic release of semen coated her cervix and she would shudder and moan so loudly and growl like an animal. She expressed a desire to have sex with me in front of her girlfriend, but this never came to be unfortunately. The last time we met, we agreed not to carry on the sexual relationship anymore, deciding that it's better for us to focus on healing and building the relationships we already have. As one last sexual good-bye, we both undressed each other and sat facing each other while we masturbated simultaneously. We talked dirty and sat close together and pretty soon she was getting ready to cum and so was I. I arched my back and looked into her eyes and had a wonderful orgasm that sent my semen spurting on her bit beautiful tits with those huge brown nipples, then dripping down her stomach to her pussy, where she used my cum to lubricate clit as she had her own orgasm. That was so sexy. We still maintain occasional contact though we're thousands of miles apart. My marriage has improved greatly, due in part to this fling, and she is building a new life as a lesbian with her lover. We occasionally chat on IRC and have cybersex and play out all sorts of fantasies.

Gusher

My boyfriend has been trying to get me to have sex with him for a long time. I want to but I'm afraid. Last night we went to the lake by ourselves. After we swam, we went into the cabin to dry off and clean up. While I was in the bedroom, Thad came in with a towel around his waist. It startled me and I grabbed up a towel to hold in front of me. I knew what he wanted. So I let him walk up to me and put his arms around me. He's a football player and very big. I always feel so safe and secure in his arms. His body was so warm and it made me tingle all over as he kissed me. As we were kissing I felt him slide his hands down to my butt. I knew I should stop him but it felt so good. I also felt his hard penis through his towel pressed up against my stomach. He started maneuvering toward the bed and I knew what he wanted to do. We've talked about oral sex before and my girlfriends have talked about that and letting boys lick our pussies. Since he backed me into the bed, I had to sit down and as I did, his towel slid off his hard body, and there it was, the biggest, hardest penis I'd ever seen. I've seen them in books and on the Internet, but never standing straight up in front of my face. I felt my juices flowing. He stood there like a little boy, proud of himself for doing something good. By then my towel had slipped below my breasts, and I must say, they are perky little things that stand straight up and boys always are looking at them. I felt his hands on my breasts so I reached up and grasped his penis with my right hand. He groaned as I moved it around to look at it. I could smell his man smell mixed with the lake water and dried sun and it turned me on. He let me explore his penis with my hands, sliding the skin back and fourth. I touched his balls which at first had hung very low, but now felt like little hard nuggets. He moved his hips back and fourth and put his hand on the back of my head trying to get me to put it in my mouth. It looked so big I was afraid he was going to choke me with it. As the head of his penis got closer to me, I could see wetness on the end, as it touched my cheek, I felt the heat from his penis and realized my juices were flowing too. I let him push it up against my mouth and felt the head of his penis touch and part my lips, so I open up a little and the next thing I knew my mouth was filled with my boyfriend's penis. He was kind of hunching at me and I pushed my hand back up under his legs to rub his balls. He was moaning and saying he couldn't stand it any longer. I was so foolish I didn't know what that meant. I kept my hand on his penis so he couldn't push it too far into my mouth. He tasted salty and hot. I pulled him out of my mouth to look at it again and saw a white flash shoot out of the head of his penis and hit me right in the face. It was so sudden all I could do was register the hot wetness of it and another squirt of his semen hit me in the face again. He was moaning and hunching his penis in my hand and I was watching as his sperm kept squirting out. Thick strands of sperm, all over my face, neck and breasts. It was exciting and disgusting at the same time. I was turned on by it and felt so powerful that I could do this to him. There were many more times that I did him and found out, I could get him to do anything I wanted, just by holding his penis in my hand and him thinking he might get off with me.

Chuck

When I was in college, I dated a girl who lived in a room in a private home with another girl who was a nothing and never dated. My girl, Jeannette was perky and outgoing, The frequency of our dating picked up. When I'd take her home, she'd sit on my lap and we'd get hot, and I would finger her till she came, but she didn't return the favor, and I could hardly walk home I had such a stone ache. This went on for a while. She'd get off and leave me aching. I didn't think it was fair but I didn't tell her so. Some kind person must have told her. Don't know who, but was I ever glad. Soon after that I had my Dad's car and we sat in the back seat. I fingered her to orgasm. Then she got hold of my hard penis and pumped it till I came with a gush. The was flew over the front seat. Never found it. Wanted to clean it up before my Dad found it. It's still a mystery. She was two years ahead of me in school, so at the end of the year she would graduate and leave for home. So we made the most of the time remaining. I remember the end of school. Her parents lived far away, but my parents came down to meet her. I did think I was going to marry her. On the night before graduation, we rented a motel room for the night along with my friend, Myron, and his girl, Mary Lou. Myron provided the car. Jeannette and I got settled quickly. Did a lot of soul kissing. Then we proceeded to slowly take off one another's clothes. I was excited and she was too. So I climbed on and tried to get my penis in but she rolled away, then she got hold of my boner and jacked me off good. So, as soon as I collected myself I fingered her pussy until she had an orgasm. We repeated this again and again and again. It was very light out. Must hurry to get her back for graduation. Got hold of Myron and Mary Lou. Said we'd better go. As he walked to the car he said he thought he left his gonads in there. I think he was telling me that it was a successful night. After graduation my parents joined Jeannette and me to congratulate her. I don't know if they could see we were both a little haggard. My parents left for home, and I stayed behind to her off on the train. It was going to be a long ride--days. She'd have to change trains three times. One spring vacation I went to visit her. Some guys were guys were going to Boston. They said they'd drop me off where I wanted if I would help with the gas. Sure was nice to see Jeannette. She looked great. But we couldn't do much at her house, but sneak a hug and a kiss. She graduated in June, 1940, and a year and a half later, the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor and we were at war. I went to boot camp in Brooklyn. Weekend leaves were few, and I would go into Manhattan and go bar hopping. Being in uniform it was had to buy a drink. I told Jeannette about the situation and she said to let her know when I was going to New York. I did and she took a train down and I met her at Grand Central Station, and we checked into a hotel. They gave us a suite at the same price as a room. What a weekend. We got down to bare skin, And just as before I tried to get on her, and again she maneuvered away, but she gave we a wonderful hand job, and I fingered her till she came. We did this again and again as we did before she graduated from college. I really wanted to get into her, but these jack sessions were mighty good. Later one we were in another New York hotel. We got each other undressed. We were kissing and feeling each other all over. This time I pled with her to let my penis in her. I said this might be our last time together. I had no idea where I was going or for how long. She weakened, and said just this once and we could savor the memory. I spread her legs and was ready to plunge into her. And you know what? Her love box went dry. Try as I might I couldn't get it in. She felt awful, as much or more than I did. So she jacked me off. I wanted to relieve her, but she said it's no use. It was a long time before I got back to the East Coast. I think it was more than two years. I was sent to a special training school in Atlantic City. And I had every weekend off. Good old Jeannette would make that long trip from Boston. During the war, trains weren't what they used to be. Both food and service plummeted. She would rent a room in town. All the hotels were occupied by GIs. We had some beautiful weekends, She still didn't want me to penetrate her. She said as long as we have made it this far, don't you think we should save it until we're married. O.K., I said, maybe you're right. I love you. First I was shipped to Chicago, then after about six months, we were flown up to the Aleutians, and spent the rest of the war preparing to invade Japan. Of course, we never got there. Good old Give-em-hell Harry (Truman) issued orders to drop the A-bombs on Japan. War does funny things. Jeannette married a guy and moved to Buffalo. I never saw her again. I have wondered if I had got her knocked up would it have made a difference.

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