Lexie's Adventures byMysteria27©

This is the story about when my parents sent me to a boarding school. My name is Lexie and I'm an eighteen year old girl. I have long blonde hair that I always wear in a ponytail. I've been told that I have blue piercing eyes. I'm five foot five, and weigh one hundred pounds. I've been blessed with large breasts. I am a 38 C cup size. I also have a shaved pussy.

I've been a real handful for my parents. I've been getting into a lot of trouble at school. I got caught smoking on school property and have been suspended a few times for doing that. My mom and dad were not happy.

My friends and I are just your average kids. We like to drink, but we are not of legal age. So we need to do this and try not to get caught. When we do drink, we act really stupid, but we are just kids. My mother, for the most part likes my friends. When we get together, we might do things that our parents would never approve of, but you need to make these mistakes in life, when you are young and learn from them.

My parents do a lot of traveling for their jobs. My dad is a trader for a global company, and he travels back and forth to London. My mom is an event planner for an electronics firm. She plans company conventions and sales meetings. With their type of work, my parents travel a few times a week for their jobs. So, ever since I was a baby, I've had a live in nanny named Anna to look after me, while they're away.

Lately, when my parents are out of town, I've been doing a lot of lying and sneaking out in the middle of the night. Anna tried to be my friend and didn't tell my parents for a while, but I've been becoming more and more difficult to handle.

I've been dating since I was sixteen. My mother put me on birth control as soon as I became sexually active. When my mother was young, she had an accidental pregnancy and did not want that happening to me. My mother also told me that boys always have to wear condoms, because you don't want to get sexually transmitted diseases. I'm not going to die for anybody. Some boys want to not wear condoms, but that isn't happening with me. My parents know that I'm very responsible, when it comes to sex.

A few months ago, when my parents were out of town, Anna went to the movies with friends. I asked my boyfriend Joey to come over. We had amazing sex. We started kissing and then we were laying in the sixty nine position and he licked my bald pussy. His tongue was deep inside my wet cunt. I sucked his cock deeper and deeper down my throat.

Anna came home and she was calling my name, she heard moaning and groaning coming from my room. She knocked on the door, but I didn't answer since we were busy having oral sex. Anna walked in and found us in a very compromising position. She slammed the door and went running out. I didn't care, we just continued doing what we were doing.

After we had oral sex, I wanted to fuck my boyfriend. I got on top of him moving my body over his cock. His hands massaged my breasts. We were both moaning and groaning. Anna barged in and saw us fucking.

"Joey, get dressed and get out of this house."

"Anna mind your business, this has nothing to do with you."

We both got dressed and left. She called my mother, who was less than thrilled with what she had heard from Anna.

Then last month, I begged my mother to let me have a party. I wanted to invite about 15 kids over. My mother said we could order pizza and she'd have sushi hand rolled and brought to the house. She'd hire a bartender to make us smoothies and non-alcoholic drinks.

The bartender would be upstairs in the kitchen and not in the actual party. He'd just bring down all the drinks as he made them. Anna would be upstairs if we needed her.

The basement is very large, and is more like a game room. We have a pinball machine, ping pong table, pool table and an air hockey table. There's a large sectional couch and a fifty-five inch flat screen television.

We started out just dancing and having a good time. But then, some of the boys wanted to play spin the bottle. We did that for a while. Then we played the game seven minutes in heaven. Usually a couple will go into a closet for seven minutes and they can kiss, make out, have sex, whatever you want to do. Some boys went in with girls, some girls went in with other girls. We were just experimenting.

One of the kids had snuck in a bottle of vodka and was pouring it into all of the non-alcoholic drinks. A lot of us were kind of drunk.

Soon we all just started making out with people. My friend Katie was having sex on the pool table with her boyfriend. He was on top of her moving his body all around her. Katie was moaning and groaning, her legs at her side as he pounded her pussy.

There were two girls on the couches eating each other's pussies. They were all over each other. Licking and fingering each other.

I really wanted to experiment, so I told my boyfriend I wanted to have a threesome. He asked his friend Bryan if he wanted to share me. He was only happy to oblige. Bryan was on his back and I slid his hard cock into my wet pussy, while Joey lubed my asshole and started to fuck my ass.

Bryan was thrusting his cock really deep into my wet cunt, while Joey's hard cock filled my ass. I never experienced anything like this before. It felt so good having two cocks in my body at the same time.

Other boys were on the couch just watching and stroking their cocks. Another one of my friends, Steve was having sex with his boyfriend. They were fucking each other by the pinball machine.

Anna came down to check on us and saw all of this fucking was going on.

"Lexie, what the hell is going on? All of you need to get dressed and go home."

"Anna, just mind your business. I am having a party."

"Lexie, you're having an orgy! I am calling your parents."

She called my mother, who then called my father and I was grounded for three weeks. I lost access to my car, no friends over, no cell phone, and no I-pad. My life was basically over for those three weeks.

My mother and father decided that I'm officially out of control. They'd pull me out of my current high school and would send me to a boarding school for girls. I'm less than thrilled, since this is my senior year in high school, but if I want to go to college next year, this needs to be done.

They said I have to get good grades and not to get in any trouble. We'll see if that is even possible! I'm just a very curious teenager. Trouble just has a way of finding me.

"Lexie, are you ready to go?"

"I can't believe you're sending me away."

"Your father and I cannot control you."

"Well this isn't going to do anything you know. Whatever mom! You can't change me."

"You're going, Lexie."

"Fine, mother, but I am eighteen and going away to college next year."

"Only if you pass your classes, Lexie."

The limo came and took my mother and me to the boarding school. I wore a very short purple dress and flip flops. I was in a very arrogant mood. The school is about an hour away.

I texted and called my girlfriend Katie, just to annoy my mom. I chewed gum, popped bubbles and talked loudly on my phone. I gave my mother dirty looks and just was being an absolute bitch.

When we got to the school, my mother helped me with my luggage. Our first stop at the school was the headmaster's office.

We knocked on Mr. Jackson's door.

"Hello, Mrs. Angelo, I'm Mr. Jackson."

He extended his hand and my mother shook it.

"You must be Lexie. Please come in and take a seat."

Mr. Angelo and my mother talked for a while, and he assured her that the program was the finest in the area. He told her that I would get a great education and would move onto a good college. Mr. Jackson also told my mother that they are very strict. If the girls don't abide by the rules, they lose their privileges.

My mother then gave me a hug and a kiss and warned me not to get into any trouble. She walked out and went back into the limo and went home.

"Okay young lady, you're here because you're wild. We're very strict here at this school. You'll be taught discipline and you'll need to follow all the rules. Or you will lose your privileges. Stand up and let me look at you!"

I stood up and he looked at me with very creepy eyes.

"Lexie take off your clothes!"

"I'm not doing that!"

"You're absolutely going to do it! I'm going to teach you a lesson girl."

Reluctantly, I took off all my clothes. He just stared at me.

"Lexie, you're very beautiful."

Mr. Jackson stood in front of me and turned and twisted my nipples. He made them very hard. Then he sucked and bit them. He grabbed me and started to kiss me.

I actually liked it, as I'm a very wild girl. He took his fingers and spit on them and slid his fingers into my pussy. He smirked at me, and told me that I was wet.

"You're a nasty girl. Your pussy is soaked! Lexie, lay across my desk!"

He spread my legs and started rubbing his fingers around my clit. Then he kneeled down in front of me and licked my pussy. He spread my swollen lips, and started to tongue fuck me really fast. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and fingered me really fast and deep. I moaned and told him how good it felt.

"You're a very naughty girl, Lexi. Lexie, I'm going to fuck you now. Lexie, get down on the floor!"

He slid his very large cock into my wet pussy. He was slapping my ass and calling me a slut. He grabbed my hair and started to pound my wet pussy. He looked in my eyes and told me I was his slut.

"I'm going to fuck you each and every day and you are going to like it!"

He slapped my ass several times, calling me his bitch. He then grabbed a tube of KY jelly from his desk drawer and rubbed it all over my ass. He slowly guided his cock into my tight asshole. It felt so tight going in and I moaned. I have had anal sex a bunch of times. I really enjoy it.

"I must have gotten lucky, when you got dropped off here."

His cock rammed my ass. Of course, it felt pretty good. I have fucked a few boys, but he is a man. I was actually enjoying it. His cock was larger and thicker than I've had inside me before.

"Get on your knees, slut! Suck my cock!"

I got down on my knees. He grabbed my head and started to fuck my mouth hard. I took him deeper and deeper into mouth. I was slurping on his cock, and his creamy cum slid down my throat.

"Lexie, you and I are going to be great friends." If you suck and fuck me, you can do whatever you want here!"

"Really, anything?"

"Yes, you just need to fuck me daily and you can do you whatever you want."

"Okay, Mr. Jackson that sounds fair."

"Get dressed, Lexie."

He introduced me to my roommate and showed me where I would be staying.

"Susan, this is Lexie, your new roommate."

"Lexie, get settled and look around the school with Susan."

"Lexie you're in good hands. I will call you later."

Our room was really big and it's beige. They're two single beds, two desks with chairs, two closets, and two nightstands with lamps on each one, a vanity table and another chair.

I brought clean sheets to put on my bed and they were packed in my suitcase. I also brought a laptop and a printer to use. The bathroom is shared between all the girls on the floor. I'm told there were only five other girls on the floor.

"So, are you one of Mr. Jackson's girls?"

"What do you mean, Susan?"

"I mean he usually fucks all the new girls."

"Are you one of the lucky ones?"

Susan said she had a friend that he fucks every now and then. Mr. Jackson's girls are treated like royalty around here. You can do whatever you want. Mr. Jackson will fix your grades and you can pretty much come and go as you please.

"He is very finicky sexually."

Susan's friend told her he's very kinky and tells the girls to do all sorts of things. But, she said they all pass with great grades and go to the best colleges.

I decided to tell Susan that I am not one of his girls. I want her to like me and don't want to come off like an arrogant bitch. 
"No, I guess I am not one of the lucky ones. I will have to work hard and get good grades just like everybody else."

Susan and I clicked right away. She seemed really nice. She's about my height and has long brown hair. Susan is about my weight, but is flat chested. She doesn't have a curvy figure like me. Maybe that is why Mr. Jackson liked me.

Susan walked me around the school. She showed me where the classrooms were and where the dining hall and the library was.

"Later, I will introduce you to some of the girls."

Susan told me there's an all boy's school down the road.

"Lexie, we usually get together for social events with our school. Maybe in the next few days, I will introduce you to some of the boys that I know."

We walked back to our dorm room. Susan mentioned that lunch would be served in twenty minutes.

I went into my luggage and pulled out the school uniforms that we have to wear every day, while on campus. I've got one for each day. They're not bad actually, it's a pleated mini skirt, with a shirt, a tie and stockings.

"The uniforms look kind of slutty."

We both giggled. I got changed into my little slut suit, and we left for the dining hall.

We got on the lunch line. We got our trays and picked out the food we wanted to have. They offered a hot meal, sandwiches, salads and pizza. I decided on a Caesar salad with grilled chicken and a bottle of water. Susan got the same. We sat down, and there were a few other girls at the table.

"Lexie, these are my friends."

Susan pointed to three other girls. "That's Kim, Lisa and Jenny."

The girls seemed very nice, and soon we were all talking about everything. They talked a little about Mr. Jackson.

"Are you one of Mr. Jackson's girl's asked Kim?"

"I am just Lexie, nobody special."

I'm thinking to myself, that I've got it fucking made in this place. I will let him treat me like a slut, and I won't have to do a damn thing. We ate our lunch and then it was free time.

There's a game room on campus, just a bunch of couches and they show movies all day. Most of the girls decided to go to the game room, but I was exhausted so I excused myself and went back to my room.

I laid down on the bed and shut my eyes. My cell phone started ringing, and it was Mr. Jackson. He told me to meet him in his office in five minutes.

Mr. Jackson is a nice looking man. He's six foot and has short brown hair, piercing blue eyes and an athletic body. His cock is on the bigger side, I would say it's about eight inches long, and clean shaven.

I went down to his office, and knocked on his door.

"Come in, Lexie. Lexie, come here you sweet thing."

He grabbed me and kissed me. His tongue was entangled in my mouth.

"Take off your clothes slowly. I will sit on the couch and play with my cock."

Mr. Jackson took his clothes off and sat on the couch. He stroked his erect, hard and thick eight inch cock.

I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt slowly. I took my arms out and removed my shirt. I was wearing a red lacy bra and a red thong.

"Lexie, do a dance for me."

I put my arms over my head and slowly gyrated around in a circle for him.

Lexi, take your bra off and play with your breasts."

I removed my bra and rubbed my nipples. I pulled on them until they were standing straight up. I squeezed my breasts together.

"Take off your thong!"

I took off my thong and sat on his desk. I spread my legs and slid a finger into my pussy. I moaned as I rubbed my clit. I fucked myself with several fingers deep inside my wet cunt.

Mr. Jackson got up, spread my legs wider, and started rubbing my clit with his thumb, while he slowly began to finger my wet pussy. His other hand was on my breasts, rubbing and cupping them. Soon he replaced his fingers with his tongue and slowly licked and sucked the folds of my pussy lips. He spread my pussy lips with his tongue, and started tongue fucking me really fast. I started to grind my pussy against his face. Suddenly, I started to cream along his tongue, and he lapped up all my sweet juices.

He moved to a chair and sat down.

"Lay across my lap, girl!"

He started to slap my ass, he slapped me about six times and my ass was stinging a bit. It didn't really hurt, but it got me very excited.

"You're a naughty girl and now my slut, Lexie. I will fuck you anytime I want. Bend over Lexie!"

I bent over and he slid his thick cock into my pussy. His cock was thrusting deep and hard into my wet bald cunt. He squeezed my ass, while he fucked me deep.

"Lexie, you're such a hot piece of ass. I plan on fucking you daily."

I was really enjoying it, he's so different than the other boys I've fucked.

It occurred to me that my mother would be so annoyed to know that I am fucking more now than I did when I was home. I giggled to myself.

"Get on your knees, whore!"

I got down on my knees and he shot his load of cum into my mouth. I licked my lips, and stood up and gave him a kiss.

"Get dressed Lexie, I'll talk to you soon."

I got dressed and left. I went back to my dorm room and called my mother and told her everything is going really well. She was happy that I liked my new school.

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Stress Reliever byJesseEvans©

I got home late from work. It's been a long day, and my crew was making me very stressed. All the lights are off in my apartment, except for the light above the stove. Kate must be asleep. I creep up to the bathroom as quietly as I can, and brush my teeth. I quietly walk towards the bedroom door, and as I open it, I see Kate on all fours in the bed, with her bare ass pointed in my direction, running her fingers over her clit.

We make eye contact, but say nothing. I just stand there listening to her sexual moans of pleasure, as she continues rubbing her clit. She slides her hand out from her legs and licks her fingers, then spanks herself in the ass, getting a good grip on her cheek, and squeezing it for me. She spanks herself a few more times before rolling onto her back and grabbing one of her toys out of the nightstand drawer.

I slowly start to undress, never breaking eye contact, as she slides her pink vibrator in and out of her already soaking wet pussy. I can see that she is already dripping all over the bed sheets.

I walk towards the foot of the bed in only my boxers as I listen to Kate moan louder and louder, until her entire body clenches as she comes all over her vibrator, spilling out onto the sheets. She pulls the vibrator out, and I can see her come all over it. Without breaking eye contact, she brings it up to her mouth, slowly licking all of her come off of it before stowing it back into the drawer. She then moves onto her hands and knees and crawls down the bed towards me, looking at the outline of my hard cock in my boxers.

Swiftly, she pulls my boxers down, and my cock comes flying out of the waistband, grazing against her lips. She gives off a cute giggle and smiles up at me, looking like she wants this cock in her mouth. She grabs my cock and starts stroking it, kissing all around it.

She repositions herself so that she is sitting on her legs, with her back straight up, and kisses her way up to my mouth. She continues to stroke my cock, and rubs her thumb over the tip, feeling all my precum. I notice her slide her other hand in between her thighs again, and she moans in my ear as she begins rubbing her clit. As she starts biting and licking down my neck, I run my hands over her hardened nipples and squeeze them. I feel her warm breath against my skin as she moans after every squeeze.

As she moans, she kisses her way down my chest to my balls, and looks up at me while she suck on them and strokes my cock. She gets my balls soaking wet, and lets her spit run down her chin onto her tits. Licking her way from my balls to my tip, she gets my cock nice and wet before wrapping her lips around it and sliding it all the way in her mouth and down her throat.

Slowly, she starts sliding my cock in and out of her, picking up the pace with each run, and spitting on my cock every time she takes it out of her mouth, providing lube for it when she strokes it. She moves onto her hands and knees while sucking on my cock, and raises her ass up off the bed. I thrust in closer, going deeper into her mouth, and run my hand down her back to her ass. I give it a nice firm squeeze before delivering a spank to it. Her whole body shifts forward and I can hear her moan after each blow she receives. She then takes my cock out of her mouth, letting all the spit drip down onto her tits, and spins around on her hands and knees so I am staring directly at her ass, and her soaking wet pussy.

Now she's begging to be fucked, but not until I have her properly secured. I grab my tie off the floor and her scarf from the chair, and bind her in that position. Scarf around the ankles, and my tie around her wrists. I put my index finger in her mouth, getting it nice and wet first, and then run it down her body to her ass, and slide that finger into her ass. Then I put my middle finger into her wet pussy, and it slides in easily. As I lean in and bite her ass, I can hear her moaning get louder and I feel her come running down my fingers. After sliding my fingers out, I thrust my cock into her, and she screams louder than she has before as I pump in and out of her, harder and harder.

Her head starts to fall into the pillow, muffling her moans, so I grab her pony tail and pull her head back up. This tug sends me deeper into her, and then I flatten her out on her stomach, going deeper inside her, harder than I was before. Her breathing intensifies, and I can feel her muscles tightening until she screams out my name and climaxes all over my cock. Her wet pussy continues to squeeze tighter on my cock until I can't take it anymore and pull out and release all over her ass. We lay there panting and out of breath, and then I clean up the mess. She asks me if I plan on untying her, and I laugh and tell her I expect her still bound up for the morning.

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Conception Point byEroticalover1968©

As I look out over the bleak winter city streets, I recall the warmth of a summer day out in rural Alberta where I grew up. I'm sitting in a coffee shop and stir the sugar and cream in my mug and my mind drifts away to a better time and place, back home. The day my mind returns to is the topic of this story.

The farm I lived on was quite isolated and had stretches of farmland and treed clearings, with lots of wildlife. Frequently hunters would arrive and wanted to build concealed blinds up in tree tops from which to hunt deer. This would be in the fall season , so in spring and summer I would climb up and wait for deer to come into the clearing so I could shoot them...with a camera. It sort of sickened me when the hunters would kill on my property and I had no desire to do this.

One late afternoon, I was up in my tree stand and heard a rustling in the bushes. I got my trusty camera ready and held my breath. Deer are easily spooked by pretty much anything. To my amazement, instead of a deer making it's way into the clearing , it was a slender but shapely girl. I remember recalling that the neighbor had a college girl visiting them and I assumed this must be her. What a beauty she was! Long and curly red hair, big green eyes and such a hot body. My throat got dry and my scalp tingled. I wondered what she was doing here.

Apparently she had come here to read and that is what she set about to do. She rolled out a yoga mat right under my tree stand and pulled a magazine out of her backpack. She laid on her stomach and flipped through the pages. Her butt cheeks were well rounded and nakedly visible from out the frayed bottoms of her cut off tight denim shorts. As she read, the calves of her legs swayed and crossed at the ankles, right above her taut, round ass and tawny, bare thighs. I had a sudden urge to bury my face in between her butt cheeks and lick and tongue-kiss her anus while massaging her voluptuous derrière.

The sun warmed her skin as she read and I couldn't believe my luck. I took a few photos to fuel my self induced climaxes I had planned for later. She continued reading and humming to herself as the insects, birds and the breeze sang along. She reached back and swatted a mosquito that had landed on her left butt cheek. Her hand left a red welt on her quivering ass flesh. I now had a perfect view of her denim covered crotch. The fabric was pulled tightly up in-between her legs and was slightly darkened around her perfectly framed pussy mound. This would warrant some more pictures!

On magnification of the photos I'd be able to enjoy every square inch of her nubile form, maybe even spot a stray pussy hair amongst the white cotton threads of her faded cut off jean shorts. I was so distracted as I admired her that I slipped and made a bit of noise up in my deer blind! This was a first but so was prairie girl watching, I suppose. I froze in place and prayed I would not be found out. She turned her head and looked in my general direction for a while. Sadly, she decided to leave the clearing and once again, looked back over her shoulder to where I was hiding as she sauntered away.

That night I dreamed of her and woke up with very erect and aroused genitals. I knew I wanted to see her again, but would she ever risk walking out into my clearing again? As unlikely as this was, I went back out there and took a seat in the tree stand once again. To my delight, she returned, this time wearing a bathrobe and cowboy boots. Her hair was wet and I remembered the family she was visiting had a hot tub. This time she laid on her back on a mat directly in front of the tree where I was hiding. She held a magazine in front of her face, which hid me safely from her view.

I started stroking my growing bulge as I watched her, while being very quiet, of course. I looked closely at her book and was surprised to see it was porn! There were men as well as women featured and this got me even more aroused. As she continued reading, her hand strayed down below her bare, downy belly and cupped her sex mound, still covered by the bathrobe. She then parted her legs and drew her knees up to her chest.

She was now fully exposed and I had to stop touching myself or else I'd cum in my shorts. She tossed the book aside, and with her eyes closed in bliss, yawned and smiled to herself. I watched fascinated as she massaged her small, ripe breasts and nipples and arched her back. She was moaning as she spread her legs in a vulgar display of hot pink wetness. She strummed at her clitty, while squeezing her nipples. Her head was turned to one side, her mouth was open and her eyes were shut tight as her moans became louder and more lustful.

Her heels dug into the grass, her hips raised up and I looked down at her hot vagina, well lit and wide open in the broad daylight. I couldn't help but do what I did next. I took out my hard cock, kneeling carefully on my platform, and pumped it with long solid movements. I continued staring at the space between her legs and squirted my pent up love cream at her! I was right on target. My come shot drilled into her pink, fertile gash. She screamed and climaxed at the same time while looking right at me! I was still holding my cock when her lust glazed eyes closed tightly again and she began driving her cum coated fingers, three at a time, deeply into her sex furrow.

I waited out the next few days for a knock at my door and surely expected I was in trouble. Nothing ever came of it. I heard news of her only once later, months later, that someone had made her pregnant and she went back to Montana to have the baby.

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No Kissing byJacqueline_Heat©

'Absolutely not,' Jane said.

Charlie blinked. 'Oh.'

'I mean, you're a really nice guy, but I just don't think of you that way.' Jane tucked a lustrous blonde curl behind her ear. 'I'm sorry.'

'Sure.' Charlie stuck his hands in the pockets of his jeans. 'I understand. It was just a thought.'

Just a thought, circling around his brain every day for the three years. He had met Jane in high school and was immediately hypnotised by her vivid blue eyes and her pearly skin. He had loved her quick, precise wit, and whenever he successfully made her laugh, he had loved the way she was carelessly loud. She was the only person he knew, besides himself, who still read the news in paper form.

Since they started university, he had developed a fascination with what lay under Jane's loose, soft clothes. Even when she wasn't in his class, even when it was a subject he actually liked, he found himself tuning out. He would imagine showering with her, lathering her skin with slippery foam, cupping her rounded buttocks or sucking on her full, heavy breasts – and then a rattle in the air conditioner or a sniggering classmate would wake him up, and he would realise he had no clue what the lecturer was talking about.

Now she had turned him down. He had worked his way up from stranger to acquaintance, from acquaintance to close friend – but from now on, he would just be another name on her long list of rejected suitors.

Charlie crossed his arms over his grey T-shirt, trying to look like the ground wasn't collapsing beneath his sneakers.

Jane glanced at the glittering watch on her wrist. 'I have to get to class. I'm sorry.'

She half turned away, and then turned back. X-rayed him with those beautiful eyes. 'Are you going to be okay?'

Charlie forced a smile. 'Of course. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.'

She laughed, too loud. A few students, sprawled on the grass in the distance, turned to look. Charlie's face became hot.

Jane hugged him. He felt her breasts crush against his chest. A faint floral perfume filled his nose. Then she pecked him on the cheek, let go, and jogged away across the campus lawns. The imprint of her lips faded from his face like a burn.

He stood there for a moment, still as a fallen tree trunk. A tall, muscular youth named Dan walked past him, strolled across the grass and flopped down next to Nina, a lithe, barefooted brunette. She squeezed his hand, leaned over and kissed him.

Charlie looked away. How did everyone else make life look so easy?

His next lecture was twenty minutes away. The theatre would be empty and quiet. He took a deep breath, pushed it out again, and trudged away toward the building.

It was uncomfortably warm inside. Charlie shrugged off his jacket as he climbed the steps toward the back row. He chose a seat near the middle and draped the jacket over the chair to his left, so no-one would be tempted to sit next to him. Then he leaned back and shut his eyes.

He couldn't sleep – he had never been able to doze off while sitting upright – but he soon found himself in a peaceful, thoughtless trance. It was the next best thing to non-existence.

Fifteen minutes later his chair rattled under him as someone sat down. He opened his eyes. Nina was sitting next to his jacket and digging a notepad out of her bag. She had changed her clothes since he saw her on the grass – she wore a green satin skirt and a tank top which hugged her small, perky breasts. Her lips shone under a fresh coat of gloss.

'Didn't mean to wake you,' she whispered.

Charlie waved a hand dismissively. He knew Nina, sort of – she was the resident adviser for his floor at the block of dorm rooms, so he had seen her from time to time. Looking around, he saw that the lecturer hadn't yet arrived. A few students loitered in the other rows, but not many. He wondered why she had chosen a seat so close to the back. Perhaps she, like him, planned to spend the lesson thinking rather than listening.

Nina slipped a hair-tie off her wrist and pulled her smooth black hair into a ponytail. 'I missed the last lesson. Did she cover Harrison vs. Keene yet?'

'Sorry.' Charlie stretched in his chair. 'I missed it too.'

Nina laughed. 'I wonder if anyone at all was here.'

'She would have given the lecture either way. She's a pro.'

'Her glasses are pretty thick. She might not even have noticed that the room was empty.'

Charlie smiled as the lecturer hobbled in, clutching a sheaf of papers and a laser pointer.

'I can imagine doing that,' Charlie admitted. 'Giving a speech to an empty room. I can't see a thing without my contacts.'

'You did a minor in computer science last year, right?'

'Right.' Charlie was suprised. He hadn't thought Nina knew him so well.

'Someone posted a photo of the class online. You were the only one without glasses.' Nina grinned, showing perfect white teeth. 'Now I know your dirty little secret.'

'Damn. I'll never live that down.'

'Please be seated,' the lecturer called. The remaining students shuffled toward their chairs.

'Are you busy tomorrow night?' Nina whispered.

Charlie had kept his whole week free, expecting Jane to say yes. Even though she hadn't, he remained fixated on her. If Nina was inviting him on a date, it wouldn't be fair to accept. But wasn't she with Dan?

'Are you asking me out on a date?' he asked.

She shook her head vigorously. 'I have a boyfriend.'

'Dan.'

Nina blushed. By the time realised she thought he had said "Damn," it was too late to correct her.

'So,' she said. 'Tomorrow night. What are you doing?'

'Just studying.'

'Do you think you can spare an hour? I kind of need a hand with something.'

'Sure,' Charlie said. 'What can I do for you?'

'Today we'll be covering Harrison vs. Keene,' the lecturer announced.

'I'll message you,' Nina whispered.

Charlie nodded. He turned to face the lecturer, and thought about Jane. Her eyes, her hair, her mouth. His ribs seemed to be shrinking around his heart.

***

The laundry basket was empty, and the sheets on the narrow bed were freshly washed. All the takeaway bags had been found, scrunched up and thrown into the bin, which had been tipped into the hopper downstairs. The carpet was vaccuumed, the papers neatly stacked atop the scratched wooden desk. Charlie had wanted the room to look its best for when Jane next came over. Now she wasn't coming, and he had nothing to do.

Almost nothing. He glared at the pile of textbooks on the shelf. What was worse, moping or studying?

There was a third option. He opened his laptop and checked his email, wondering if his parents had found the time to write anything to him. They hadn't, but he could hardly blame them, since he hadn't written anything either. He clicked over to a social network, and then another, looking for interesting posts. There wasn't much worth reading. Most of his friends seemed to have become obsessed with two hobbies – drinking, and taking pictures of themselves drinking.

A few had been photographed hugging, dancing, kissing. Charlie felt a pang in his chest and he closed down the window.

A few minutes later he was at a porn aggregator, typing keywords into a search field. Blonde. Busty. He found some photographs of a nude woman lounging on a sunbed by a swimming pool, tugging at an engorged nipple with one hand, rubbing at the shaved cleft between her legs with the other.

Charlie felt a stirring in his underwear, but the woman didn't look enough like Jane. She was too skinny, and her eyes were brown. He went to a video site and searched for curvy blondes.

He found a film of a full-figured woman wearing only high heels and a thong, kneeling on a tiled floor in front of a man. Only the man's legs and his swollen, veiny penis were visible.

The woman wrapped her long, delicate fingers around the man's thick member. 'Oh my God,' she breathed. 'It's so big.'

Charlie knew how cheesy it was, but the woman looked a little like Jane, except for the acrylic nails and the American accent. It was enough to make his dick throb inside his jeans. He unzipped and began stroking idly at it as the woman on the screen cooed and moaned and suckled on the tip of the cock in her hand.

It was a short video. Soon the onscreen penis was spurting thick ropes of come onto the porn star's heaving breasts, but Charlie was still sitting there with a half-hard dick in his grip.

Consumed with self-loathing, he clicked through to an adult videogame – a dating simulator in which he was supposed to talk a virtual blonde into stripping for him and revealing her implausible figure.

The game gave him choices for the dialogue. The cartoon woman was sitting at a bar, and he was allowed to say, "Can I buy you a drink?" or "Want to come to my place?"

He chose the latter, was rejected, and had to restart the game. After choosing the right answer, he was given a selection of drinks to buy her. He chose a gin and tonic, was rejected, and had to restart the game.

It should have been frustrating, but Charlie couldn't help wishing that real life was more like this. That he could hit the reset button, jump back a few years and this time say all the right things to Jane, so she was just as in love with him as he was with her.

Soon the virtual blonde was bouncing on a cartoon hard-on, beads of sweat drawn on her brow, giant tits swaying grotesquely. Charlie watched, jerking his fist up and down his cock until he was ready to burst, and then he ran into the tiny bathroom and squirted his load into the toilet.

When he came back after washing his hands – and staring disgustedly at his reflection for a while – a message from Nina was waiting for him on one of the social networks.

Can I come to your dorm room tomorrow night? she had asked. About 7? I'll bring pizza.

He wrote back. Sure. See you then.

***

'You sure you're okay?' Henry asked.

Apparently Jane had sent him a message immediately after rejecting Charlie. Hey, Charlie looked a bit down this morning. Could you check on him tonight?

Charlie knew she meant well, but he hated having to lie to his best friend, and if she hadn't said anything, Henry would have remained completely oblivious.

Charlie clenched his fists in his pocket. 'Yes, I'm sure. Relax.'

'Because you know you can talk to me, if–'

'Yeah, of course.' Charlie patted Henry on the shoulder in what he hoped was a reassuring way. 'I was feeling a bit crook yesterday morning, but I'm fine now. You know Jane, she just likes mothering me.'

'Okay, okay. I just wanted to check.'

'I appreciate that. Believe me, if I need anything, you'll be the first to know. You still owe me a favour.'

Henry's eyes narrowed. 'For what?'

'For Malaysia.'

Henry had spent his gap year in Seramban. He'd met a local woman and fallen in love. The feelings appeared to be mutual, but after he loaned her some money to fix her car, he never saw her again. Left without enough cash for a flight home, he would have been forced to call his parents and have the most humiliating conversation of his life. But when he emailed Charlie and asked how best to break it to them, Charlie transferred the required amount into his account. Henry made it home safely without embarassment, although they both had to live off instant noodles for a while.

'Oh, yeah,' Henry said. 'That.'

'You can repay me right now, if you want.'

'Uh, I don't quite have enough yet, but–'

'Not with money. All you need to do is tell Jane that I'm doing fine. In fact, better than fine. I look "like a tremendous weight has been lifted off my shoulders". Got that?'

Henry frowned. 'Why am I telling her that?'

'Because I am fine, but she won't believe that if she hears it from me.' Charlie looked at his watch. 'I've got to get back to my room. I'm expecting someone.'

'Who?'

'Tell you all about it tomorrow.'

Charlie jogged back to the dorm, leaving Henry staring bemusedly after him.

When he got back to his room, he got a couple of plates out of the cupboard, along with napkins, knives and forks. He didn't have a table to eat at, so he threw a pair of cushions onto the floor as makeshift chairs. But maybe Nina would want to take the pizza somewhere nicer? Whatever. That was fine with him.

He sat down on the bed. Then it occured to him that she might be bringing Dan. She hadn't specifically said it would be just the two of them. So he got out an extra plate and put down an extra cushion. He was just looking for a third fork when there was a knock at the door.

He opened it. 'Hi, Nina.'

Nina wore ballet flats, skinny jeans and a loose fitting cardigan. Her hair was wound into a bun, and a pair of gleaming ear rings dangled beneath her lobes. Charlie wondered if she was going somewhere after this.

She was holding two pizza boxes. 'I have a delivery here for a Mr...'

Charlie chuckled. 'How much do I owe you?'

She beamed. 'Nothing at all. Hope you like Hawaiian.'

'Ooh, risky. Hot pineapple is very controversial. But I enjoy it, so I guess you can come in.'

She entered, looking around the room. 'Wow. You keep your room clean.'

'Nah. You caught me on a good day. Can I get you something to drink?'

'What have you got?'

'Orange juice, soda water, white wine...'

'I'll have a soda water, thanks.'

Charlie poured two glasses and put the bottle back in the fridge. The smell of hot cheese and spices filled the air as Nina opened the boxes.

He handed a glass to Nina. She held it up. 'Cheers.'

He clinked his glass against hers. 'Cheers.'

They sat down on the cushions opposite one another. Only one of the pizzas was Hawaiian – Nina put a slice of the vegetarian on her plate. She ignored the knife and fork, cupping it in her hands, munching on the dough and licking her greasy fingers.

'God, that's so much better,' she said. 'I had a friend's paintball party this morning, and lunch was supposed to be included – and it was, but it was so small. I got half an egg salad sandwich and some crisps and that was it.'

'Crisps?'

'You know, chips. I like to say crisps just to avoid confusion over whether they were hot or cold.'

Charlie bit into a slice of the vegetarian pizza. Swallowed. 'Crisp confusion. Can't have that.'

'I know it makes me sound British, but I also say flashlight instead of torch–'

'So no-one thinks you mean "burning stick".'

'Exactly. So I think the American English balances out the UK English.'

'What do you say when you want to sound Australian?'

'I say, "Get stuffed."'

Charlie laughed. He was keen to hear what she wanted him to do, but she didn't seem eager to be the one to bring it up.

'So,' he said.

'So.'

'You mentioned that you needed a hand with something.'

Nina nodded, and dabbed at her mouth with a napkin. 'Oh, okay. Yeah, I did.'

Charlie waited, but she didn't say anything else. She looked like she was trying to work out how to break some bad news.

'Is it something personal?' he asked.

Nina laughed, choked, gulped down some soda water.

'It's pretty personal,' she said.

Charlie put down his plate. 'Well, I can keep a secret,' he said. 'As long as it's nothing illegal–'

'Oh, no, nothing like that. I was hoping...' She hesitated. 'What the hell. The short version is this: I want you to have sex with me.'

Charlie laughed nervously. Nina smiled, but she didn't seem to be joking.

'Are you... is this a prank?' Charlie asked.

'Not unless you're going to say no. In which case, yes, I'm totally kidding, and we shall never speak of this again.'

'I thought you said you had a boyfriend.'

'I did. I do. That's kind of the issue.' Nina rubbed her hands together nervously.

'If Dan refuses to have sex with you,' Charlie said, 'there's something very wrong with him.'

Nina's perfect cheeks coloured. 'That's not it. Let me explain. Dan and I, we've haven't made love yet. Now that we've been together a few months, he's keen, and so am I. But I'm a sex virgin, so I'm–'

'A what?'

'A sex virgin.'

'Uh, you can just say "virgin",' Charlie said.

'What?'

'You don't need to specify that you're a "sex virgin". "Virgin" means "hasn't had sex".'

Nina laughed. 'Just this morning, someone was described as a paintball virgin. So they were equating that–'

'To sex, yeah. So, you were saying...'

'Right. Basically I want the first time to be special. For him, especially.'

'I think that's fairly inevitable.'

Nina folded her legs neatly on the cushion. 'No, I mean really special. I want to totally blow his mind with how amazing the sex is. And I'm not naïve enough to think that I can pull that off on my first try.'

Charlie boggled at her. 'So you want to have–'

'Practice. Yes. I assume sex is like anything else – you get better with experience. Right?'

'Well, yeah. But if you cheat on your boyfriend, won't you feel guilty?'

Nina shook her head. A strand of silky brown hair fell over her face. 'I love him. I will never love anyone but him. I'm doing this entirely for his benefit. Why should I feel guilty about that?'

'What if he found out?'

'That's why I picked you. I never once heard you brag, or gossip, or say a bad word about anyone. It helps that you're single, and attractive, but believe me, I wouldn't even be here if I wasn't one hundred percent sure that this conversation – and anything else we do together – would remain a secret.' She raised her eyebrows. 'It will, won't it?'

'Of course. But...' Charlie couldn't fault her logic, but it just felt wrong. 'But don't you want your first time to be with someone you love, and who loves you?'

'I don't care about my first time. I want our first time to be amazing. Me and Dan's.' She met Charlie's gaze. 'So. Will you help me?'

Charlie didn't know what to say. He barely knew Dan, but didn't want to stab him in the back. And it hardly seemed fair to sleep with Nina while he was infatuated with Jane. On the other hand, Jane wasn't interested in him – nor was Nina, for that matter, but she wanted his help.

And it was help that he wanted to give. He hadn't had sex in a long time, and never with such a beautiful woman. Now that he was wondering what she looked like beneath her clothes, he wasn't sure he could live not knowing.

Nina was looking at him with growing horror. Evidently she had thought this would be an easy sell. His hesitation had thrown her off-balance, and he now saw that a lot of her confidence had been bravado.

'Am I not your type?' She looked down at her small breasts, her narrow hips. 'Do you not find me–'

'It's not that,' Charlie said hurriedly.

'You don't have a girlfriend, do you?'

'No.' Charlie said. But he was thinking of Jane, and the word came out sounding false.

'Oh God, you do.' Nina stood up, aghast. 'I'm so sorry. I can't believe I put you in this position. I should go.'

She ran to the door. Charlie scrambled up and followed her. As she grabbed the doorhandle, he put his hands over hers.

'There's no girlfriend,' he said.

They stood for a moment, searching each others eyes, closer than they had ever been.

'So you'll do it?' Nina said finally.

Charlie nodded, his heart fluttering. 'I'll do it.'

They sat back down on the cushions, the pizza forgotten between them.

'I have three ground rules,' Nina said. 'You might want to think of some as well.'

'Uh, sure.'

'No kissing. I've had plenty of practice at that.'

Charlie felt a pang of disappointment, but he supposed the rule made sense.

'No gifts,' Nina added. 'No romance generally. This is not an affair, this is not a relationship – it's just sex, pure and simple.'

Charlie nodded. 'Got it. What's number three?'

'Once we're done – once I've learned all I can from you – we never speak again.'

Charlie gaped at her. 'What?'

'I'm serious. I plan to forget the whole thing, and having you around will just make that more complicated. We won't be friends. We'll just be people who went to the same university for a while.'

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A Perfect Ass bydamonX©

Kari was hot. Not playboy hot, but attractive nonetheless in a natural, wholesome kind of way. She wasn't one to dress up. In fact, she'd often come to class in nothing more than sweatpants and a t-shirt. If I was lucky though, she would wear shorts And I'd get a view of her perfect, well muscled legs. She never wore makeup, but her skin was always flawless. She had a deep tanned skin tone that was an indicator of her half-oriental background and drove me crazy. Her dark hair was often tied back in a ponytail, but usual just flowed freely down to her shoulders. I always wondered what it would be like to have those legs wrapped around me and often I would find myself staring at them for longer periods of time than I should have. I knew she had a boyfriend, however, and never made a move. I always figured that I wasn't her type anyway, so I was happy enough to remain friends. Until last Friday.

I was sitting in the crowded lecture theater waiting for class to begin, when Kari came in and sat down beside me. I turned to make some small talk, but after seeing the stern, angry look on her face I decided against it. As sweet as she could be, Kari had a bit of a temper, and I did not want to be on the losing end of that deal. I stared at her legs as she roughly pulled a book from her back pack. Her hair looked to be a little damp, so I figured she had just been at the gym and had taken a shower before class.

"Why are men such assholes?" She asked suddenly.

I smirked to myself.

"Trouble at home?" I asked, uninterested.

"That son of a bitch was out until 4am last night! And then he comes home all drunk and wants to fuck! Can you believe that?"

I looked around nervously. Kari's voice was rising every second.

"And I know he was out trying to get some!" she continued. "Then, when he can't find some slut skanky enough to sleep with him, he comes and wakes me up!"

I was a little uncomfortable with the subject and was having a hard time figuring out what to say.

"Why don't you break up with him?" I asked.

"It's not that simple." she replied.

I knew she was right. Kari and her boyfriend had a two year old son that I knew was the only reason keeping them together.

"Then why don't you go out and have a good time?" I suggested. "Just go out with some friends and blow off some steam."

"Yeah, maybe I should. In fact, I should go and pick up some guy at a bar and get laid! That would show that bastard!"

"Or you and I could just go find a room right now," I said with a exaggerated smile, hoping to lift her spirits with a little humor.

Kari turned and stared at me. For a second I thought I had done something terribly wrong. I was waiting for a slap across the face, when she replied.

"Let's do it."

My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat.

"What...?"

"Let's go. Right now!"

Kari started packing up her books. I just sat there stunned.

"Hurry." she said. "I need to be back for the last half of class."

She got up and walked away. When she noticed that I wasn't following, she turned back.

"Are you coming?"

In a flash I was up and following her out the door.

As we made our way through the crowded hallway, I kept my eyes peeled for a place to go.

"In here." Kari said, motioning towards a bathroom. It was a single, so I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. She rushed me inside and closed the door, locking it behind her.

I walked up to her nervously. Our faces were just inches from each other. I could tell she was nervous as well.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

As a response, Kari leaned in and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. She pulled back smiling.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said as I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back to me.

Our tongues fought with each other passionately, as Kari placed one hand on the back of my neck as her other hand struggled with the waist band of her shorts.

"Allow me." I said, as I slowly lowered myself down.

I hooked my fingers into her shorts and slowly began pulling them down her smooth sexy legs. as I did, I kissed her tanned skin trying to savor every moment. She kicked them away, and leaned back against the smooth tile wall as I went for her panties.


Slowly, I removed the garment, peeling it away from her firm, perfect ass and soon found myself staring at Kari's freshly shaved pussy. I gave her one last look, before finally going in.

I lightly touched my lips to her soft folds, eliciting a quiet moan from her mouth. I started kissing her pussy, as my tongue searched for her clit. When I zeroed in on her tiny fleshy button, I wrapped my lips around it and gently sucked. Her hands were going through my hair as I slipped a finger into her cunt.

Sliding my finger in and out, my tongue flicked at her clit as my other hand continued feeling up her leg. I wanted her so badly. I wanted all of her!

Removing my finger, I lifted one of Kari's legs up to the side, and pushed my tongue up into her tight wet pussy. She gasped and placed the leg over my shoulder pulling me deeper into her hot little hole. My nose was pressed up against her clit as my tongue massaged the inside of her pussy, writhing like a snake. I could feel her hole getting wetter and wetter, as her juices covered my mouth. I licked them up as best as I could before rising back to my feet.

As I came back up from my knees, Kari kissed me even more passionately than before, showing me that she had no problem tasting her own pussy.

"Turn around," I hissed.

I spun Kari around, taking her hands and placing them above her head on the cold tile wall, as I kissed her neck. I then dropped back to my knees.

Kari pushed her ass out towards me, as I kissed her firm ass. Gently I pulled her cheeks apart.

"Yes..." She moaned quietly, right before I touched my tongue to her sensitive little asshole.

The feeling of my warm, wet tongue on her ass caused Kari to curse with pleasure. My hands massaged her flesh as my tongue danced around her puckered hole, feeling every wrinkle. Feeling a little adventurous, I planted a deep kiss on her butthole trying to slide my tongue right up her ass. It was to no avail, however, as she was just too tight. I went back to licking her rim, as I slid two fingers into her pussy.

I couldn't believe that a few minutes ago Kari and I were nothing more than friends, and now here I was in a bathroom sticking my tongue up her ass!

"Oh, that feels good!" She hissed.

Slowly, I pulled my mouth from her ass, as I rose to my feet.

Kari looked into my eyes with a look of pure lust.

"So you're an ass man I take it?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Well maybe later I can drop by your place and you can put more than your tongue in there."

"Later?"

"Yes. Later. But as for right now, let me help you do something about this." she said patting the hard bulge in my pants.

She then pushed me up against the wall and with a devilish look, Kari lowered herself down to the floor as she started undoing my zipper. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I knew It was going to be a good day.

My dick jumped at Kari's warm touch as she fished it out of my pants. She sat there for a moment, stroking it softly before sliding it past her lips and into her mouth. Right away, she took me down to the root, soaking my entire shaft with her saliva and tickling my balls with her tongue. With my cock firmly embedded in her throat, she looked up at me with her deep brown eyes. I placed a hand behind her head, encouraging her to continue.

Slowly, she drew her head back, sliding her lips over my glistening wet shaft. When my dick popped free, Kari teased it by poking her nimble tongue into my dickhole, then running it around my crown. Her hand was stroking me slowly when she fed my cock back into her mouth. I could feel her tongue writhing around my shaft as she took me deeper and deeper. Her other hand gave my balls a gentle squeeze, as her head rocked right to left. I could see the indent my dick was making on the inside of her cheeks.

Drawing it back out, my dick formed a thin string of saliva connecting my cock head to Kari's tongue. She playfully sucked it back before bobbing back down on my dick. As she continued to suck me, her hand wandered from my balls back to my ass. Soon her fingertip was massaging my asshole as her mouth repeatedly swallowed up my cock. She then took her finger and soaked it with her mouth, getting it nice and wet, before putting back at my ass. Down her throat, went my dick, just as her little wet finger slid up my ass. I gasped in pleasure as she looked up at me with a naughty grin.

Kari started to suck me faster and faster, as she pushed her finger deeper into my ass. I did my best to relax, as she wiggled it back and forth while her mouth surrounded my dick. Kari started to moan around my cock as if the whole thing was getting her off. Her finger started working faster, fucking my ass as it clamped down around it. I could feel her inside me, massaging my prostate, trying to coax the cum from my balls.

Suddenly I tensed, and my ass constricted around Kari's finger, holding it firmly in place. My jumped and let loose a massive blast of cum right down her throat. She moaned even louder as her hand jerked at my cock, sending more of the hot cream into her waiting mouth. She gulped it down greedily, as if it was her only meal of the day, slowly withdrawing her finger from my ass. When my cock popped free from her mouth, it was clean and wet, as she had sucked back every drop of my cum.

Standing up, she went to the sink to clean off as I leaned against the wall staring at her beautiful ass. I wanted nothing more than to walk over there, bend her over and shove my tongue right back up her asshole, but I knew i would have to wait.

"Thanks,"Kari said, sliding her shorts back up her legs. "I needed that."

I pulled my pants up as well.

"So four o'clock sound good?" Kari said smiling.

"Four sounds great." I replied. Yes, it was going to be a good day.

* * * *

I sat waiting impatiently, staring at the clock. Every stroke of the second hand was agony, as I waited for Kari to arrive. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and I jumped up from my seat. Before I could get to the door, Kari burst in walking right past me.

"Let's go," she said. "I don't have much time."

She made her way to the bedroom and opened up her back pack, taking out a small red plastic bottle and tossing it on the bed. I picked it up and looked at it. It was cherry flavored lubricant.

"I didn't know if you'd have any." Kari explained.

"Good thinking," I responded.

Kari was already undressing as I sat looking at the bottle.

"Let's go," she urged as she walked over and yanked my pants down to my ankles.

My shirt was next, as she pulled it from my body and pushed me onto my bed. she was wearing a tight blue sports bra, that soon came off as well. I was amazed at hoe perfect her tits were! I had always admired her legs, but her breast were to die for!


In a flash, Kari was on the bed crawling up my body. Our lips met, and she kissed me with even more passion that before. Our crotches were rubbing against each other, and I cold feel her firm tits pressing against my bare chest.

"Here." she said bluntly, pushing one of her breasts into my face.

I opened my mouth and sucked at her nipple as my hands reached around to grab at her ass. Kari put one arm around my head, holding me close as her other hand dropped down began to play with my cock. she wasn't wasting any time at all, which was just fine by me.

She then pulled her breast away and pushed my head back down to the bed. Reaching back, she started rubbing my engorged cock head over her wet slit. A few moments later, Kari lowered her body down onto my dick taking me right up to the hilt in her hot, wet pussy.

She was so warm and tight, I almost blew my load right there! Her perfect legs were straddling my hips, as she began to grind herself on my cock. Kari was looking right into my eyes. Her face was a mask of pure lust and intensity. I then realized that I was not fucking Kari. She was fucking me!

Up and down, her body rose and fell, building up speed with each consecutive thrust. I watched in pleasure as her wet cunt swallowed my cock repeatedly.

"Mmmm. I'm all wet." Kari said, reaching down to touch her pussy, as she slid down my dick.

Then, looking into my eyes, she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked it seductively. I placed my hands on her thighs and pushed my hips up to meet each one of her thrusts. she then replaced her finger, pushing it into her pussy, along with my cock. As she brought it out, I could see it was glistening with her love juices.

She lowered her body down to mine, and her fabulous tits were soon pressed against my bare chest once again. She flicked her tongue out, just touching my lips, before placing her wet finger at my mouth. I eagerly sucked it, savouring her taste. Kari then pulled her finger away and shoved her tongue into my mouth, as her hips began bucking with renewed passion.

"I want it now." she said. "I want it in my ass right now!"

Without another word, Kari pulled herself from my dick and snatched up the bottle of lube. Then, turning around, she dribbled a bit of the red liquid down her ass crack. Reaching back, she began to rub it all over, before sliding a finger up her own ass. When she was nice and ready, she positioned herself over my cock once again. This time she was facing away from me, and my dick was about to enter a different hole.

taking my cock into her hand, she lowered her ass down, nestling it around my the head. her hips wiggled and squirmed as it slid up her tight asshole. She pushed it in about half way, when she began gently bouncing her hips up and down. it was an amazing site. Kari's perfect ass was swallowing up my cock, inch by agonizingly slow inch. Her feet were both planted on the bed, so it was just her ass moving. Periodically she would reach down and fondle my balls, or play with her clit and soon she was taking me right up to the hilt in the vice-like grip of her asshole. I could feel her squeezing her sphincter around my cock as she fucked me with her butthole.

Kari then bottomed out, nestling her ass down against my hips, with my dick buried inside her. Reaching back, she pried her asscheeks apart, giving me a great view as she lifted her body upwards. I watched as her ass slid up my cock, before coming free. As soon as my dick popped out, her asshole clenched back up into a tight little rosebud. Then without saying a word, Kari moved backwards up my body bringing her ass right up to my face.

"Lick." she said.

I needed no further convincing, and immediately shoved my tongue up her ass. I could taste the strong flavor of the cherry lubricant, along with the faint taste of pussy as my tongue explored her freshly fucked butthole. I tongue fucked her small anal opening, licked the rim and planted kisses all over her ass before she scootched back into position and again swallowed up my cock with her greedy asshole.

She was fucking me harder now, taking far and deep with each thrust. Soon her body began to shudder and I knew she was having an orgasm. It must have been a wet one too, because I could feel her pussy juices running down onto my balls. I didn't know how much more I could take.

"Tell me when you're going to cum!" Kari moaned from atop my cock.

As if those were the magic words, I began to feel that all too familiar feeling.

"Now!" I groaned, just as the cum began to rise.

Quickly Kari pulled her asshole from around my spurting dick, and spun around taking it deep into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her head as she sucked down every drop of jism from my now-sensitive cock. Even when i was completely spent, she remained sucking as if it was her last meal. I actually had to stop her, as my dick getting too sensitive to take it.

"Thanks," she said, wiping her mouth. "You're cum actually tastes pretty good. I had to try it again."

I breathed a heavy sigh of relaxation.

"You should fight with your boyfriend more often!" I joked.

Kari smiled and looked at me as she wiped up a small droplet of cum from her ass.

"Who says I need an excuse?" she said with a devious grin as she licked the cum from her finger.

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A Proper Young Woman's Guide to Anal Etiquette

bylordodie©

Disclaimer: The following is a work of pure sexual fantasy and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are professionals and good at what they do. So please, don't try this at home; if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying this at home, please send all pictures and feedback about the experience to myself. If I can't stop you I can at least make sure you're doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.

Author's Notes:

I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce Mary Wilder and a few more characters that 'may' (cough, cough) be showing up in the main story line before not too much longer. I'd also like to showcase some of the more extreme examples of everyday anal dilation that exist in Europe at the same time as the Wilder clan is living it up back in the New World. If you'll remember, public indecency is still a criminal offense in the States; not so much in most of Europe.

Even though this story actually takes place in the UK, all measurements are in Imperial (US) units for the ease of my American readers. Anyone used to the Metric system will have to forgive me. Because we all know that us crazy, backwards Americans will never give up our yards! [American] Football would never work in centimeters...

And fear not! Laura and the girls will return in the next chapter to complete their long overdue physicals...

Across the Pond, Part I

At the same time that Laura and her two youngest daughters were undergoing routine physical examinations at the Dermott Women's Clinic, on the other side of the pond, Mary Wilder – Laura's second oldest daughter – and her fiancée, Victoria Marie Deveraux, were just finishing up their day at work. Victoria worked as the Head Mistress for Saint Patty Parker's Finishing Academy in downtown Nottingham, while Mary was her personal executive assistant.

The pair had actually met at Saint Patty's eight years ago while the then eighteen year old Mary was attending as a student and thirty-one year old Victoria was teaching the Personal Ambition and Morality course. Mary had a full ride scholarship as part of the court settlement from her accident. Victoria was only teaching as a side job after she'd graduated from law school. Nevertheless, Associate Mistress Deveraux and Miss Wilder had taken a liking to each other almost immediately. Neither one of them had expected that they'd still be wandering the halls of Saint Patty's so many years after they'd originally intended the school to be nothing more than a stepping stone to bigger and better things; but opportunities come from where you least expect them. Life is funny that way.

Saint Patty's is a world-renowned finishing school devoted to instructing young women in fine society, art, music, proper behavior, self respect, and personal motivation. Many of the most successful female political and business leaders throughout the world darkened the doors of Saint Patty's in years past; including the CEO of Macrosoft, the Vice President of the United States, and the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. Eighteen and nineteen year olds worldwide compete for openings in the school after they graduate from secondary school; or high school as it's called in America. Students normally graduate after a single year and then move onto institutions of higher learning; more often than not with generous scholarships already lined up; although some students find that attending Saint Patty's for a second year better prepares them for adult life.

Of course, as society has evolved from generation to generation, so has Saint Patty's: As a direct result of that, proper anal etiquette has been a major part of the curriculum for decades. A respectable degree of anal dilation is expected from all young women before they are ever granted acceptance; even with the knowledge that each girl's nether opening will get significant attention throughout their continuing education. During Mary's single year as a student, her maximum capacity increased at a faster pace than it had since she'd first begun anal training with her mother when she'd come of age. Of course, Victoria's own backside was never missing out on any action either. As Saint Patty's firmly believes in leading by example, all the mistresses spend almost as much time in the school's extensive Detention Hall as the students do.

That year was also Victoria's first year as an associate mistress at Saint Patty's. Because of that, she and the other two first-year mistresses had daily punishment and dilation sessions scheduled from 06:00 AM to 08:00 AM; Monday through Friday. Unluckily for Victoria, her first class didn't start until 10:00 AM, so she normally spent an additional hour or so as Senior Mistress of Corrections Svetlana's personal project; the 08:00 AM hour was generally pretty slow in the Detention Hall, after all. Despite the additional pain and suffering she'd undergone, she couldn't argue with the results. Even to this day – though Chief Mistress Svetlana now technically works for Head Mistress Victoria – Victoria has given the older woman a free rein on the training regime for Saint Patty's head mistress; it's a setup that Victoria only regrets occasionally, but has never once tried to reverse.


***

Victoria pulled her Jaguar F-Type into the garage of her townhouse in an upper middle class neighborhood outside of Nottingham and put it in Park.

"What a day," she announced rhetorically to the lovely young woman seated next to her. Glancing sideways, she admired the form of her beautiful fiancée, Mary Wilder. At only a medium height and with brown hair, the younger woman's best features were undoubtedly her perky 36FF-cup breasts. They were certainly what had gotten a younger Victoria's attention in the first place. Though, as impressive as they were, many young women had equal or greater womanly assets. What had eventually won Victoria's heart had been the younger woman's bright eyes and zest for life despite the loss of the use of her legs. The young woman's shapely ass and very well trained and responsive nether hole had played a great part in their eventual engagement as well. Victoria was fond of her personal theory that all the nerve endings her love had lost in her legs had been relocated in between her legs. It was a theory that Mary found hard to disprove as her dominant fiancée drove her to orgasm after orgasm.

Despite nearly a decade without the use of her legs, Mary still maintained a trim, hour-glass figure which accented her delicious breasts and full hips delightfully; a testament to a daily workout regime focusing on her core muscle groups. The fact that Mary enjoyed her role as a masochistic bottom even more than Victoria enjoyed being a sadistic top was just icing on the cake!

Victoria was no slouch in the looks department either. At thirty-nine, her curvaceous figure turned almost any heads that were in the vicinity; both male and female. With long, light-brown hair, a pretty face, 36HH breasts, trim waist, and firm buttocks packed into a 5' 8" frame, Victoria could have had almost anyone she chose to have: man or woman. If she'd had the mind to do so, she probably could have had multiples of both on speed dial!

However, because of her looks, she'd often found the hardest part about teaching to a room full of sexually over-charged girls at Saint Patty's was keeping her young charges to pay attention to the lessons she was trying to teach and not the deep cleavage of her low-cut blouse; or the ever-present outline of her large nipples; or her well-rounded ass squeezed into her tight skirt and shaped perfectly by her six-inch heels. Of course, all of the above was the mandated attire for all mistresses at Saint Patty's; a dress code that Head Mistress Victoria did little to alter.

That her first husband had left her ten years ago for a younger, significantly more submissive woman with larger breasts, a stretchier ass, and an even more advanced case of anal masochism was more of a result of the five to one ratio of women to men on the planet than him actually growing tired of his bride; that, and the fact that his penchant for rough breast play during sex had gradually exceeded even Victoria's tolerances for kinkiness. Like nearly all women these days, Victoria was a perfectly willing – even enthusiastic – participant in extreme anal play, but being suspended from her breasts for hours at a time while her husband played with her nether hole had finally become too much.

However, the taste for such extreme kink still remained with Victoria; but on the reverse side of the bondage. Thankfully, Mary was only too happy to allow Victoria to do the very same things to her that Victoria herself had complained about to her ex-husband so vehemently. The hypocrisy of it all never failed to bring a smirk to Victoria's lips. Perhaps she and her ex were just never meant to be. After all, having two sadists in a relationship was nowhere near as interesting as a well paired sadist and masochist.

She had asked Mary to marry her over two years ago and their wedding was coming up this summer; mere months away. There was only going to be a small ceremony here in England with close friends and family, while the main ceremony would be back in the United States – Mary's family was considerably larger and more conservative and would want to participate in the ceremony. They were both looking forward to the wedding back in the States; and, of course, spending more time with Mary's mother and sisters. Victoria had always thought Laura had the best toy collection.

Mary smiled back weakly – exhausted from her strenuous afternoon – but said nothing in return. Victoria's heart melted; or maybe it was her pussy. Mary always knew exactly what to say – or not say – to get Victoria's motor going. Victoria smiled back, killed the engine, and then opened her door and exited the vehicle.

No sooner had the car's engine died than Alicia, their live-in maid, appeared from the house's inner door pushing Mary's home wheelchair. Victoria had called ahead to provide instructions and Alicia had followed them to the letter; just as she always did. As Victoria moved around the front of the vehicle, she nodded approvingly at the massive slab of latex protruding from the chair's seat; exactly where Mary's well-shaped butt would soon rest. "Thank you, Alicia," Victoria said as she opened the passenger side door while the maid positioned the chair for the transfer. "You even attached the studded plug, just like I requested."

"Thank you, Mistress," Alicia replied with a small curtsy. "When you said that Mistress Mary had been naughty today, I knew you weren't joking when you mandated which plug to use," she added. Despite working for her current employers for over a year, the size of the plugs that always seemed to find their way into Mary's well cared for rectum – or Victoria's well trained back hole for that matter – never failed to scare her slightly. Such large objects would never fit inside her tiny frame. At merely 4' 11", Alicia was a very petite twenty three year old. While her own backside was well trained by her mother, and now maintained by her employer, anatomy physically prevented such plugs from being used on her; her hips were simply not wide enough.

Not that Victoria wasn't constantly pushing the physical limits of Alicia's small rear hole. The mousey little red-head's perky 32D breasts and heart shaped ass guaranteed her continuous attention from the mistress-of-the-house's insatiable appetite for hot, young, female ass. The sizable plug that was continuously stretching her nether hole at all times was a testament to that.

The French Maid outfits that were her daily uniforms had attachment points built into their construction; which was really no surprise there as all modern women's clothes had similar hard points. Alicia's outfit was fairly traditional: It started with a tight black leather corset which made her already small frame appear almost fragile. Above the corset, a quarter-cup push-up bra enhanced her creamy white cleavage while at the same time leaving her hard, pink nipples exposed at all times. Below, a black mini-skirt that almost covered her pussy mound when she stood up straight and did nothing to hide her bald cunt and painfully plugged ass whenever she bent over – an act which she was required to perform for any movement that it could possibly be incorporated into. A frilly white apron, black garters and stocking, black patent leather high heels, and classic maid's hat completed the ensemble. She would have thought of herself as looking ridiculous – especially when she went to the market with nothing else to cover her body – if not for the fact that most of the maids she met in the neighborhood had a very similar attire; and compared to some uniforms she'd seen out in public, hers was downright conservative!

"Yes, she has been naughty," Victoria continued as she unbuckled Mary and helped her out of the car. Locking the wheels of the chair, Alicia quickly moved over to grab the leg closest to her and assist her mistress in aligning Mary's empty and well-dilated anus up with the pre-lubricated six and a quarter inch wide, twenty two inch long, studded latex rectum wrecker through the cutout in the woman's expensively tailored business skirt.

Mary only moaned at the familiar penetration of her favorite punishment dildo and gripped the arms guiding her downwards. Just like her mother, Laura Wilder back in the States, Mary had a full set of heavy grit dilation plugs for serious punishment – as did any proper woman – but she'd never considered those her 'favorite' punishment plugs. The large studded plugs that Victoria preferred to punish her with brought almost as much pleasure as they brought pain; which only meant double pleasure to an unabashed anal masochist like Mary Wilder. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure as she felt her butt checks come to rest against the chairs comfortable seat and the extra long rectal violator come to rest against the base of her lungs. Mary took a few seconds to enjoy the sensation of fullness in her behind as Victoria adjusted the lap restraint.

"You won't be sighing for long, Mon Amour," Victoria commented to Mary about her audible sound of pleasure. Turning back towards Alicia, who had taken position behind the chair, "Wheel her around the block for an hour or so, just to get her nice and loosened up for later tonight, won't you please, Minette?"

"Of course, Mistress Victoria," Alicia responded politely; understanding now why her employer had instructed her to insert a four and a half inch wide, studded dilation plug up her own bottom. That was quite a sizeable plug for such a petite woman as Alicia. Mary would not be the only one who would be sore and well stretched-out after their walk. She contemplated her probable fate tonight as she began pushing Mary out of the garage and down the short driveway to the sidewalk. Probably better than Mary if she had been naughty, she figured, as she looked down at the back of the wheelchair.

Unlike the chair which Mary rode in during work hours, the backside of this chair was wide open for the world to see. As Alicia rounded the corner and began heading south down the street, she watched the sizable dildo extract itself about six inches from Mary's poor bottom, rotate thirty degrees and then pound back to its maximum depth. The speed of the penetrations was geared directly into the speed of the chair's wheels; the faster Alicia walked, the harder Mary would be punished. Of course, there was a ten-speed gear selection lever up on the handle. The higher the speed, the faster the fucking was relative to the speed of the chair. In the tenth gear, and when the person pushing the chair was at a decent jog, the speed off the attached dildo could make the female in the chair's teeth rattle violently. Alicia had witnessed that occurrence on many occasions when she'd accompanied Victoria on her daily morning jog.

Of course, Mary's workplace wheelchair was identically equipped. Its inner workings were just hidden from view for the benefit of the clueless students. The helpful young women actually thought they were doing Mary favors when Victoria instructed them to wheel her around Saint Patty's school grounds for an hour or so every afternoon so Mary could get some fresh air. Although, truth be told, they were indeed doing Mary's ever eager asshole marvelous favors.

Feeling a little more sadistic than usual – which Alicia was sure was partly due to the growing soreness in her own tight hole – she clicked the lever from second to third and then to fourth gear. The higher gears brought about a noticeable change in the sound the fucking mechanism made as it went about its business; as well as the sounds emanating from Mary on the receiving end of the device. Neither woman made any comments regarding the gear change as they walked along.

Mary let out a soft groan of mixed pleasure and pain. She swore she could hear the vibration of her tightly stretched sphincter from the plug's latex studs ripping in and out of it. She knew it was her imagination, but she swore it was an audible hum. It almost sounded like a plastic comb running over her fingers.

Such public displays of anal depravity would have mortified her nineteen year old self before she'd come to Saint Patty's those many years ago but now, at twenty seven, she found such things normal; almost comforting. She almost pitied her mother and sisters back in America for the backwardness they had to put up with.

No sooner had that thought crossed her hormone-addled mind than she was once again reminded that she lived in Europe. As she was pushed past a bright red Porsche 911 Carrera, that had just parked along the side of the road, the woman in the driver's seat got out of the car and bent over to reach back inside. As Mary and Alicia approached, they could easily see up inside the woman's fully dilated rectum as her mini skirt rode high on her hips and the gaper panties she wore stretched her sphincter to its maximum. Her bald, moist pussy lips were equally visible under her yawning rear chasm as the skirt rose further.

"Good evening, Mrs. Carver," Mary managed to get out as they passed.

Without standing up or attempting to cover herself, the woman simply looked back over her shoulder and answered, "Hello, Mary. Pleasant evening isn't it?" as she stuck her shapely butt out a little farther for Mary's viewing pleasure. The shape of a large pink latex cone affixed to the driver's seat was clearly visible as Mary was wheeled past. Mrs. Carver was cleaning lubricant from it with a tissue.

"Very pleasant," Mary answered as she admired the woman's destroyed anus and beautiful car equally.

"Have a good ride, dear!" Mary heard her say as they walked past. She knew that Mrs. Carver had a full view of the thick toy plowing into her defenseless ass as the wheelchair rolled away; just as Mrs. Carver knew that Mary and Alicia had had an unobstructed view up her gaping asshole as she'd cleaned off her driving cone. Despite the wanton displays of anal perversions that had just been exhibited by both parties, all Mary could think was: who the hell parks a Porsche 911 Carrera on the side of the street?!

Perhaps she'd been in the UK a bit too long, she thought.

"I will," Mary called back over her shoulder; and she planned on just that.

After another minute, Alicia clicked the lever to the fifth gear and the fucking mechanism began to whine slightly. Mary rolled her head back and closed her eyes to fully enjoy her punishment. Alicia took the opportunity to admire her charge's deep cleavage from her higher position. God! She wished her breasts were that size naturally! Maybe if they were, she could attract a nice man or woman and settle down instead of being a mere maid. There was always time though; she was still young.

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