Young Calgary Indian Couple with BBC

***How one day my wife turned into a Black Cock Slut…***

For privacy reasons I will be changing the names in the story. My girlfriends name will be Kiran and the Bull’s name will be Jerome.

Quick run down on the both of us. We are both 19 years old, East Indian, born and raised in Calgary, Alberta. We have been dating for 3 years but got married extremely early because we got caught dating by our parents who wanted us married asap and this happened during our 1 year anniversary.

Kiran is around 5’7 108 pounds, slim, petite body with an ass to die for, 42 C cup breasts. She works out 5 times a day and squats have paid off if you know what I mean. Light brown skin, with small cock sucking lips.

It was the weekend of our anniversary and we were both thankful it was Friday. We both had a long week and were looking forward to having the house to ourselves as my parents were leaving to India for a wedding. We usually couldn’t have sex unless they weren’t home or else we would have to be extremely quiet, which sucked. It was around 5pm when we had finished showering and just ate dinner. The wine from dinner had started hitting the both of us and I asked her if she was happy with her sex life.

Blissful Boy Owned Bitch: Day at the Theme Park! Chapter Two

Susan came off the coaster with shaky legs. Both from being just plain unsteady, but also because the ride had a camera on the last drop. And of course Charlie, her golden haired young boyfriend just had to pull her top down to flash the camera. She stood there with a flush to her cheeks as they retrieved her shoes. The high heeled pumps she’d left behind instead of risk losing on the ride. She held Charlie’s hand as she bent over getting them on. And she knew he wasn’t the only one checking her out.

The middle aged woman’s plump figure stretched the dress he’d bought for her. It was undersized, not because he didn’t know her size, but because he blatantly enjoyed the way it strangled her tits and how her skirt squeezed her hips. She knew she should be upset about it, disgusted even. But she loved it. She was being lusted after by dozens of men, and chief among them was the gorgeous blonde boy that should have been screwing coed’s instead of lusting after a woman old enough to be his mother.

My Best Friend Part II Continued

I walked out of my house early in the morning to meet up with Amanda so we can walk to school. As I walked I had so many questions racing in my head from yesterday afternoon’s encounter. Was she showing me that she was interested in me? Was her kiss real or was she playing along so she could get an idea of how I lost my virginity?
All I knew is I slept like shit. I had woken up at 4:30 in the freaking morning because there were so many questions that kept nagging at me. That and remembering her first soft kiss had turned me on. In fact remembering it now instantly made my pants tight as my hard on pushed on my pants.
I had decided seeing how I woke up freaking early to go over my homework and to write a note to Amanda about yesterday. Mainly I had written that I really enjoyed last night and say that I was sorry that I had pretty much frozen when she made he advances. I also wrote most of the questions that had plagued me enough to wake up so freaking early.
I reached in my pocket to make sure the note was there. I really didn’t feel like re writing it if I accidentally left it at home. Nor could I wait to find out what exactly happened yesterday if I did leave the note in my room. I breathed my sigh of relief when I felt it was there.
Now I just needed to find the courage to give her the note when I did see her. God knows if I talked to her about yesterday I wouldn’t be able to find the words or it might come out gibberish.
Just then I heard her.
“Hi yeah. Good morning.”
I looked at the girl I had a crush on and who also pretty much teased the hell out of me yesterday. I saw that she was wearing her normal outfit of jeans, Nike shoes, white t shirt, and wearing her normal hoodie.
I laughed to myself even though this girl is in my opinion drop dead gorgeous. She never wore anything that made her look like a girl. She still dressed as a tomboy like she did in elementary and junior high. The only problem with her still dressing as a tomboy now that we are in high school was she is more developed.
Now that we are in school she had developed. Her ass looked like something you could bounce a quarter off of. She had grown very tight b cup breasts. She had all these qualities even though she was as skinny as a rail.
I smiled up at her, “Good morning.”
She walked down her walkway to where I was standing on the sidewalk.
“You ready for school today?”
I laughed, “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
She looked down for a moment and I had to strain to hear as she spoke, “Sorry about last night. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
I lifted her chin so she could face me, “Don’t worry about it. I actually enjoyed it.”
As if the world had been lifted from her shoulders she smiled her million dollar smile at me, “Ok.” And she begun her walk towards the school.
I immediately walked her.
She kept her head forward, “So are you still going to be playing football this session?”
I sighed, “Yeah. The coach was nice enough to let me have to summer off during their normal training period so I could go out of the country when I won that sweepstakes.”
“Oh cool cool. So when is your first practice?”
I looked at her obviously knowing what she was trying to do by avoiding what happened yesterday. “My first practice is next week after school.”
I decided it would be now or never. I continued to look at her so I could see her reaction, “Did you read what I wrote down for last night?”
The question stopped Amanda in her tracks. I stopped right with her.
Once again she bowed her head, “Yeah I did.”
I looked at her but couldn’t see much emotion on her face because she had bowed her head and hidden her face as her hair fell forward.
“And…????”
She cleared her thought, “And I thought it was sweet.” She rose her head to look at me, “Is that why you tried avoid the topic so much?”
This time I wanted to bow my head so I could hide my face but I found my strength and continued to look into her eyes. I simply nodded my head. It was difficult at first but the more I looked at her the more I watched as her eyes begin to tear up.
“Because you wanted me to be your first?”
I scratched my head and realized that me losing my virginity wasn’t a big deal to me. The thing that I realized at the moment when I did have sex was that I had fallen in love with Amanda. I just didn’t recognize it until now.
I wanted to beat the crap out of myself for letting the realization take me so long to figure it out.
I scoffed for a second and finally said, “Something like that.”
And began walking towards school again.
Now I had more questions I needed answers. Mainly the answers I needed was from myself. Some I needed from Amanda but figured to take it one step at a time.
The first question I needed an answer from Amanda was if we could ever be more than friends and actually start dating. I put my hand in my pocket and felt my note for Amanda. Somehow the note seemed to comfort me mainly because that question was inside it. I just needed to give her the note so I could get my answer.
Amanda caught up with me and spoke again, “Answer me.”
I snapped my attention and looked at her, “Sorry what was the question.”
I frowned at me, “I asked ‘Then how come you never did anything but kiss me back last night’?”
Then it dawned on me. She actually had feelings for me as well. I wanted to slap myself for not paying attention to her hints. I think maybe I should get my head checked for missing all her hints. Or was it because she wasn’t giving me any hints she just wanted to know why I actually didn’t make any moves on her.
I sighed, “I thought we were reenacting the night I lost my virginity. That night I was so shocked at what was happening I didn’t know what was going on until it was too late.”
I wanted to smile to myself for being so cleaver.
I watched in the corner of my eye as she bowed her head, “Oh. So if we weren’t acting out that fateful night. Then you would actually kiss me for real?”
This time I stopped mainly because I felt like someone had punched me in the gut for being so stupid.
I looked at her and smiled, “Yeah I would actually kiss you for real.”
Just then the bell rang. Our attentions snapped to the school. We only had a block to sprint to our classes.
We immediately started sprinting towards the school because we had ten minutes to get to our home room.
While we were running I decided it might as well be now. I pulled the note out of my pocket and waved it at her.
“Here I wrote this for you this morning.”
She looked at me and smiled as she took the note. She pulled a note from her pocket and held it out for me.
“I did the same thing last night after you left.”
I took the note and shoved it in my pocket.
She simply said, “Here’s my homeroom. See you in four periods.”
I smiled and waved at her as I continued to sprint to my homeroom.
I thought as I ran. Are we actually going to start dating? Is she going to actually let me kiss her without her turning her cheek so I end up kissing her cheek?
As I ran I immediately thought. If everything was going to come true I just prayed the hints I was getting were true.
The bell rang signaling that school had ended for the day. I packed my backpack and sighed to myself as my mind went from school work to actual problems.  Mainly what the hell was I going to do with Amanda.Are we going to start dating?  Are we actually going to start kissing each other instead of simply hugging each other as friends?  Is she hinting she wants more?”Hey you.”Amanda’s voice snapped me from asking myself so many damn questions.  I looked behind me and smiled at her.”Hey Amanda how was school?”She looked at me, “It was ok.  I’m more interested if you were able to read my note?”I smiled at her, “Sorry.  All my classes had surprise quizzes today so all the teachers kept a close eye on everyone.”She pouted at me, “Even during lunch?”I smiled, “Sorry.  I promise I’ll read it later.”She sighed, “Fine.  So what are you doing this weekend?”I smiled at her, “More than likely fending for myself seeing how my parents went on travel this morning and won’t be back until sometime next week.  How about you?”She looked at me, “I have no idea.  Probably nothing.  So seeing how you’re parents are gone, are you going to throw a party?”I laughed, “As much as I’d like to.  My parents have informed our neighbors to keep an eye on the place so if I do throw a party they’ll let them know and then I’ll be in deep shit.  So if there is any parties they won’t be at my place.”I watched as Amanda smiled at me, “Well how about sleep over’s?”I looked at her obviously not catching on to what she was getting at.  I think the confusion showed on my face because she quickly added, “Are you allowed to have sleep over’s while you’re parents are out of town?”I scratched my head, “I don’t see why not.  I guess I could have A friend sleep over.”  I tried to a put a lot of emphasis on only one person if someone were to sleep over. I watched as Amanda bowed her head, “So if I offered to spend the night over at your place, you wouldn’t turn down the offer?”I looked at Amanda trying to figure out why she was beating around the bush and just get to what she wanted.  I simply smiled, “No I wouldn’t turn down the offer. “  I laughed and added, “Though I doubt your parents will let you sleep over at a boys house.”She looked at me, “Do you or do you not want me to sleep over?”I smiled, “It would be nice if you did.”Just then we reached her house.  She smiled with finality, “Then it’s settled.  Let me worry about my parents.”I smiled, “Ok then.  See you at my place then.”She reached up and quickly kissed me on the lips, “See you in a little bit.”I wished her kiss lasted a little bit longer.  The only thing I could do was grunt as she ran off inside her house.Took me a few moments to finally regain my composure.  I’m sure if someone were to take a quick glance at me it might look like a stupid 16 year old boy looking dumbly at a house like he was stalking someone.  In reality that kiss put me into a trance that made me forget everything.If one quick kiss is going to incapacitate me then how am I going to handle a real kiss from her.  Or feeling anything naked on her body for that matter.  I hate to see how I would react if she stood in front of me naked….probably just stare at her with a hard on and me drooling.Finally I shook my head trying to clear everything.  Took me a few extra seconds to find my legs again and walk the rest of the way home.As soon as I got home I immediately read all the chapters assigned to me and did my homework but Amanda’s note started to nag at me.  What had she written?  Was it good?  Was it bad?Guess there was only one way to find out.I opened the note:J,I know yesterday I took advantage of your telling of how you lost your virginity to that harlot.  It was wrong of me to do so.  From how you reacted it seemed you were uncomfortable or you were showing me what really happened that night.  Either way I won’t do it again.  As much fun as I had I don’t want to lose you as a friend.  I know I know especially after my speech that I had given you about being friends no matter what.  I do have to admit before you ask that yes I did enjoy the kiss (only because I know you).  Anyways even though I know I told you how I felt about last night.  How did you feel about it?  – AI smiled as I read the note.  I actually laughed as I read the note.  So at least a few things were confirmed for me from her note.Now I knew for sure what she did last night was indeed intentional.  And that she enjoyed the kiss as much as I did from last night.Now I only needed to find out if she liked me enough or enjoyed the kiss enough to do it again and more often.  If she does want to kiss me maybe just maybe we can move that to dating.I shook my head from the questions and decided to actually do all my homework now that I found out what Amanda had written me.  Got to love having ones curiosity satisfied.After a few hours by myself, I heard my doorbell ring.I went to the door to see who it was.  I wasn’t really thinking anyone would be coming by.  I looked through the peephole to see who it was.I saw her….Amanda standing there with her backpack and a duffle bag slung over her shoulder.I didn’t think she was serious about spending the night.  I instantly got excited about the thought.  Who knows maybe we’ll spend the night kissing one another.  Or who knows maybe we can do more than that.I quickly tried to find my calm center as I swung the door open for her.I looked at her, “What’s up?”She smiled at me, “I’m spending the night.”I laughed tried to play cool about the situation.  “I thought you were kidding about spending the night.”I watched her pretend to pout but the sly smirk on her face didn’t help her sell the bit.  “Well I can go back home if you like.”I opened the door wider and stepped aside, “Nonsense.  Come in.”I watched as she stepped through the door.  I had to ask, “Where did you tell you’re parents you were spending the night at?”Amanda dropped her duffle bag and backpack in the main living room.  “I told them I’d be spending the weekend at Ash’s place.  I told Ash I’d be here so if anything bad happens here she knows how to get a hold of me.”I rose my eye brow at her in skepticism, “And Ash is cool with this?”Amanda laughed, “Please after how many times I’ve covered for her when she does the same thing.  So of course she’s doing the same thing for me.”I looked at her, “And how many times have you done this?”She turned around and pretended to be innocent, “This is the first time.”I smirked at her, “Uh huh.”  And walked beyond her.“Have you eaten dinner yet?”Amanda followed me into the kitchen, “No not yet.  What are you planning for dinner?”I scratched my head, “Well I was thinking frozen pizza seeing how if I try to actually cook anything else it will take some.”She shrugged at me, “Frozen pizza sounds good.”I smiled at her, “Great.”I took the pizza out of the freezer, threw it in the oven, and set the oven for 425.We just sat there and stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, who knows for all I cared it was good enough for me.  I had to snap myself out of it and do something.“So what did you do after I left?”She looked at me for a moment and smiled, “Well I read your note, packed, called Ash to let her know what was going, convinced my parents to let me sleep at her place, and headed over here.”I smiled at her, “So what made you want to spend the night here with me?”I watched as she blushed, “Well I was just teasing you until I read your note.  Then it pretty much made my decision for me.”I smiled at her, “So what about my note made you want to be here?”She got up from her seating position and walked over to me.  She got right in my face, well at least to my chest level.  She looked up at me, put her hand on the back of my neck and forced my face down to her’s.  Before our lips touched I heard her breathe, “This.”And we kissed.The kiss she laid on me was completely indescribable.  At first it was soft and slow.  I was able to tell she was wearing her strawberry flavored lip balm.  Then slowly our mouths began to open more and we allowed our tongues to explore each others mouth.At first the kiss caught me by surprise, but as the kiss slowly enveloped into more the more my hands began to wonder along her body.  First my hands were exploring just her hips.When I felt her hand cup just above my butt, my hand reached in kind.  Slowly my hand glided down until it reached the meat of her butt.  The moment my hand cupped her butt the same she did to me.  I felt her dig her nails into my butt.I slowly guided her to the kitchen counter.  The moment her back touched the counter she broke our kiss.  In one fluid movement she hopped on top of the counter, wrapped her legs around my waist, brought me in tight to her, and she kissed me again.Our lips locked in place.  Her tongue searched every inch of my mouth.The entire kiss completely mesmerized me.  It didn’t help that her body was pressed completely against mine.  I could feel her breasts tighten up. Finally she broke from the kiss, she was breathing sort of hard.  She smiled at me, “You better take the pizza out of the oven before it burns.”I smiled and tried to figure out how 20 minutes of lip locking went by.  It felt like only five minutes had passed.I sighed to myself as I pulled the pizza out of the oven wondering how time flew by.  That and wished I had worn looser pants.  The hard on in my jeans wasn’t helping.  Nor was her teasing me helping my pants not putting pressure on my groin. As soon as the pizza had cooled enough to be consumed, she smiled at me, “How about we eat our pizza while watching a good movie?”I scratched my head as I thought about the idea.  I finally shrugged, “Ok by me.  Anything special you want to watch?”She smiled at me, “How about a comedy?”We sat down in front of the TV vegging out to some comedy movie that Amanda had chosen.  I really wasn’t paying attention.  My mind was too focused on what should I do. We were sitting close on the sofa.  I battled with myself if I should wrap my arm around her shoulders and convince her to cuddle into me.  Or should I do nothing. The kiss plagued me.  I know the kiss was fun but I still battled with myself if we were in an actual relationship.  Or were we in some sort of friends with benefits arrangement that I heard a couple of my friends talk about.Should I ask her if we were actually dating or if we were in a friends with benefits arrangement?I quietly ate my slices of pizza and sipped my water while I thought it over in my head.Just this morning we were friends.  But as soon as school was over and we parted ways we had mysteriously changed our dynamic.  Now here was the girl I had fallen in love with spending the night with me and I’m playing it like a complete buffoon. Amanda seemed to have noticed that I was inside my head trying to think of what was going on because she leaned over and wrapped her arms around my torso.She cooed at me, “I’m getting cold.  Is there any way I can talk you into getting a blanket to wrap around us?”I looked at her confused because she was sitting there in a sweater.  I scratched my head trying to figure out how she could be cold.  If I were wearing what she was wearing I would probably be sweating like a pig.  Hell I’m sweating right now because I was seriously nervous. I finally sighed, “Yeah sure.  Hold on I’ll be right back.”  I thought to myself as I went to get a blanket that I’ll probably never understand females.  Especially ones I’ve known for years.I came back with the blanket and opened it up for her.She looked at me for a moment and finally spoke, “I was hoping you would lie down on the sofa so I can lie down on top of you with the blanket over us.”I thought about it for a moment.  Then I heard her add, “That’s if it is ok with you.  I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”I smiled her trying to hide my curiosity, “That’s fine.”I laid down on the sofa, Amanda laid in the crevice of the sofa so that half of her was on top of me, and she laid the blanket over us.I tried to focus what was on the TV but for the life of me I couldn’t.  Whatever sweat I was trying to hide has just been thrown out the window, both from the blanket and the extra body heat from Amanda.  I’m just glad one of my armpits shouldn’t make the shirt wet because it was being pushed against Amanda.  The pressure in my pants has become unbearable.  I’m pretty sure the elastic band keeping my boxers in place wasn’t warranted for a 16 year olds hard on.  That or my dick had slid out the hole in the boxers was now pushing against my jeans.  The pressure was too much for me to actually tell which it was.  I just prayed my pre cum didn’t leave a wet spot in the jeans that Amanda could notice if she were to feel down there.I felt Amanda begin to run her finger up and down my chest for a while.  The entire time I tried to think of football plays, baseball stats, basically anything to help me ignore the pain in my pants.  Each time her finger would stop at my belly button, I prayed she would continue running her finger down and tried to hide the fact I was holding my breath from her.  “Hey I have a question?”I continued to hold my breath because now she was playing with my belly button.  But somehow I was able to breath out, “What is it?”Amanda began to run her fingers upwards, “I was wondering what you thought of us?”Now I had to look down at her and caught that she was looking up at me with serious eyes.  “What do you mean us?”She continued to look up at me, “Do you see me as a friend, or…….”  Her words trailed off as I kissed her. As our kiss broke off I watched her eyes flutter open and she tried to catch our breath.  I smiled at her, “What does that tell you?”She moaned a little bit, “So you want to become more than friends?”I continued to smile while trying to remain calm.  Inside I was completely nervous as I spoke my next words that would forever change who I am. And who I will become.
I pulled her out of her crevice and laid her completely on top of me so her whole body would be pressed against mine.
I smiled at her, “Since last year I’ve wanted to move beyond friends with you.”
I watched her facial reaction as it completely lit up. She instantly smiled showing me joy. Then within a few moments very facial reaction changed to passion and she kissed me passionately.
Her tongue continued to explore my mouth. It felt soft and exhilarating each time she kissed me.
My hand began to explore her backside until it found her butt and grabbed a hold. My hand began to lightly massage her butt in between each squeeze my hand gave her. After a few moments of me doing that she started grind her hips into mine.
We broke our kiss and Amanda sat up to look into my eyes. I watched as her face turned from a enjoyment smile to a wicked smile. I was confused at the look on her face. I thought I read passion or horniness on her face.
I could be wrong and was reading what my facial reaction and was projecting it on her.
My answer came clear as she removed her sweater and t-shirt to reveal to me her little bra that she was wearing.
I was completely dumbfounded. Seeing her in her little bra was more than I ever imagined. It felt like all my intelligence disappear the moment I saw what she was wearing.
Amanda was wearing a little bra as if were painted on. It was one of those clasps in the front bras. I could easily see myself unclasping the bra with my teeth. The only thing I would need was time because I was still new to getting girls out of their clothes.
As much as I wanted to tell her to stop, to tell her she didn’t have to do this, but I couldn’t find my words. The moment I saw her in her little bra all the blood that was there, not that there was much there to begin with since we started kissing, had gone down below. I felt my heart beat in my dick. My dick was screaming asking for her to remove more clothing. It wanted to be released from its confinements.
She bent down to me and whispered in my ear, “Relax. I want this to be natural.”
What the fuck? Had she just read my mind? Did she recognize the war that was in my head? Did she know I was thinking that I didn’t want to move this fast?
The war continued to play in my head. All the questions kept forming in my head. But the moment she started nibbling on my neck everything seemed to disappear.
I laid back and enjoyed her kissing my neck. She moved her way down kissing my chest. I felt my dick begin to pulse more. Now the pulsing felt stronger.
She continued down kissing each area of my stomach outlining each ab. She pulled up my shirt so she could have more intimacy with my stomach. I wanted her to continue going down and kiss the bulge in my pants. And then it hit me.
Each kiss she formed on my stomach was light enough to register in my mind that it tickled. I tried to bite down on my lip to not show that it tickled. Then it escaped…my first laugh.
Amanda looked up from my stomach and cooed at me, “Is someone ticklish?”
I wanted to tell her no and say that I wasn’t ticklish. Hell I didn’t even know that I had that ticklish spot. But before I could say anything let alone tell her that she was wrong, she went back to kissing my stomach. I turned where I laid trying to avoid her lips from continuing its assault on tickling me.
Finally I pulled her up to me and tried to control my laughing, “That’s enough before I start tickling you back.”
She smiled at me, “I rather you not.”
I smiled at her and kissed her.
After a few moments she finally sat up, pulled on my shirt, and simply stated, “Off.”
I caught on to what she was getting at. I sat up so my face was directly in her breasts. She helped me take off my shirt.
Hell more like rip my shirt off from me.
As soon as she ripped off my shirt, I reached up with one hand and flicked my wrist unclasping her bra. I was surprised I was able to do that. I figured I needed a lot of practice to do that but somehow instinct kicked in allowing me to pull off that task on the first try.
I looked up at her and saw that she was smiling at me. She immediately pushed on my chest forcing me to lay back down on the couch.
I looked up at her and smiled to myself. I don’t remember when I started falling for Amanda let alone started dreaming of being with her. Nor could I remember when I started dreaming of what Amanda looked like naked or what she would feel like against my body.
I looked up to she that her naked breasts were better than I could have ever imagined. I dreamed that her nipples were like some of the porno movies I had watched. Big and always hard. What I saw now were very small nipples and looked like they needed some attention in order to be hard.
I reached up and put my hand on her back. I forced her down to me to where her breasts were in my face. I put my mouth on her left nipple.
The moment my mouth covered her nipple I heard her sigh. As soon as her nipple entered my mouth, I lost myself in giving that nipple my full attention. I sucked on it lightly. Nibbled on it lightly. I pulled on it with my teeth and let go.
I alternated between each breast. Whenever my mouth wasn’t on one breast my hand would be on the other. My hand felt like it had a mind of its own. It would cover her breast and lightly massage it. Then it would switch to kneading the nipple in between my thumb and index finger lightly pinching the nipple.
My mind found the strength to let me other hand to wander. My hand found its way to her butt, but it went under pants and grabbed a hold of her bare butt. The moment my hand found her bare bottom I once again heard Amanda sigh.
This continued for a while until she sat up taking away her bountiful breasts from my lips. I looked up at her and saw that she smiled a very wicked smile. I imagined she probably saw the look on my face that said ‘Why did you take away you tasty breasts?’
“Do you want these off?” and she pointed down to her pants.
It took me moment to follow where she was pointing. Once I saw that she was pointing down to her pants. The only thing I could muster was a nod.
She took my hands and led them to the button on her pants. The moment my hands even touched the pants they reacted on instinct. They quickly undid her button and unzipped her pants. She lifted herself up to allow me to bring down her pants.
I didn’t notice while I was undoing her pants that she had done the same to me. Once I had fully removed her pants she began tugging on my pants signaling that she wanted my pants off.
I could only lift my hips to allow her to rip my pants off from me. The moment my pants were removed I felt my dick sigh and silently thank Amanda for removing its restraints. The only reason I knew it sighed and thanked Amanda because a wash of relief was released through my body. Now the only thing keeping my dick from saying hello to Amanda was the weak elastic band holding my boxers on.
I looked up at her as she held my pants in her hand and smiled at me. The way she was holding my pants in one hand it looked like it were some forbidden trophy that she never imagined she would be holding in her hand.
I smiled to myself at the odd image and thought that it should be the other way around. Me holding her pants or panties in my hand like it were some unobtainable trophy that no matter how close I got was always out of reach…until now. Well at least not yet but soon I will have that gratification once her panties are in my hand.
Amanda laid back on top of me and we began kissing again. Our hands explored each others bodies. My hands mainly focused on her butt and breasts. I enjoyed how her breasts felt against my chest and amazed how toned her butt was.
Then I heard it.
She breathed into my ear, “I want you so bad right now.”
My brain literally exploded at hearing her confession. The only thing my brain could do was let me moan. No good comeback. No verbal agreement. Just a moan. I wanted to kick myself for not laying some smooth line. I’m just happy that her confession didn’t make my dick explode in my boxers. That would be definitely embarrassing.
Even though all this happened in my head, my hands some how found their way down to her panties and began sliding them past her ass. I felt her lift herself so I could fully remove her panties. As each inch of her panties were being removed I felt my heart literally skip a beat. My dick felt like it pulsed even harder. It screamed at me and begged to be removed from the thin fabric to feel her pussy brush against it. Each passing moment of my dick pulsing actually began to hurt. It felt like each vein running through my dick had been constricted past its normal constriction.
Now I understood how guys could actually get blue balls. It’s the pure torment of being teased to the point where your dick can’t handle the overload and not being allowed to release it to the girl.
As soon as her panties were removed and in my hand, I literally wanted to jump up and down at hold my new trophy in my hand. But my dick argued with me telling me the actual trophy is laying on top of me. Sadly I actually had to agree with my lower region.
Amanda smiled at me now that she was laying on me completely naked. I never imagined how good her body actually felt against me. I had to pinch myself to make sure this was real and not some dream.
I almost believed this was actually dream until I felt Amanda begin to grind her freed pussy along my confined dick and actually felt her juices begin to soak through my boxers. Or was it the pre cum my dick was over producing?
Either way the pain in my dick confirmed that this was real.
“Off.”
Her voice snapped back out of my trance and noticed she was up and tugging on my boxers. I naturally lifted my hips so she could remove my boxers for me without actually having to think it over.
The moment she had my boxers off she smiled at me and waved them over her head, “Now that we are both naked what are you going to do about it?”
I smiled at her, grabbed her a hold of her wrist, and pulled her down to me.
The moment our bodies touched my dick instantly felt her juices enveloping it. As soon as her pussy juices flowed over my dick it felt like my dick got harder and constricted even more like it hard grown it inch more than normal. It was both painful and exhilarating.
After some groping, grinding, kissing, and moaning. It felt like it was time for my dick to be introduced to her insides. I wasn’t in the mood for a blowjob. I reached down and put my hand on my dick forcing her to lift her hips so that I could grasp my dick. I guided my dick to her opening but kept my hand on my dick so only the head could enter her.
I felt instantly how her juices completely drenched my hand and dick. I kept it there just to see what she would do.
I watched her eyes begin to glaze over, her mouth begin to drool, and feel her hips push down on my hand trying to force it from releasing its grasp allowing my dick to fully enter her.
She looked into my eyes and moaned, “Yes. Put it in me….pppplllllleeeeasssseeee.”
I smiled at her and let go of my dick. She sat down fully on me and instantly my dick slid inside her.
My mind was in a wash of emotions and thoughts. I felt how warm and wet she felt inside her. My dick felt cold compared to how warm she was. As soon as my dick was inside her to the root my dick thanked me for being somewhere where it wanted to be. I felt how tight she was and thought to myself how easily I could cum.
I heard her moan and watched as she closed her eyes as I entered inside her to the root. It looked like she was imagining how good it felt. How deep I went inside her. How she could possibly feel how much my dick was pulsating.
I smiled to myself but that smile was short lived.
She lifted her hips and my dick exited her pussy to almost the tip. My dick screamed at me telling me it wanted to go back inside her. The message reached my brain and my hands instantly grasped her hips. I pushed her down on top of me. My dick went to the root. I heard her moan. Our bodies slapped together. I heard her pussy begin to squish because of the forced movement.
Up.
Down.
Up.
Down.
Each movement felt better than the last. Our moans began to become in sync with each other. Our hands ran over each others bodies. Our lips locked on one another.
Up.
Down.
Our bodies began to slap even louder.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Her pussy squishing became louder and much more noticeable.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Squish.
Our moans were muffled in each others mouths.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Squish.
I felt her body begin to shake uncontrollably.
Up.
Down.
She broke our kiss, sat up so that all of my dick was inside her. Her body began to shake uncontrollably. She threw her head back and let out a long groan.
I felt her pussy begin to contort and clasp down on my dick. The feeling was indescribable. She was going through one hell of an orgasm.
After a few moments I felt her pussy release its grip around my dick. And she flopped on top of me unmoving.
It took everything I had not to cum.
She laid there for a few moments trying to catch her breath with my dick still inside her.
Each time she breathed I felt her pussy slightly grasp down on my dick and the release the grip.
I couldn’t stand it any longer. I didn’t know whether she was done or not. And now that she was basically dead weight there wasn’t much I could do to move her we could do another position.
My only solution was to raise my hips forcing her to lift her hips as well.
As soon as I did I heard her gasp as I did raise my hips.
The moment my hips were at the right height I let my hips fall. Then back up.
She began to moan again.
Up.
Down.
I was beginning to feel my dick swell telling me that I was close to blowing my load.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Squish.
Moan.
After a few moments I began to speed up my pace.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Squish.
Moan.
Now my balls began to swell. I was close now. It wouldn’t be too long before I was going to blow.
I had to say it, “I’m about to cum.”
Amanda moaned inside my ear, “Go ahead and cum inside me baby. I’m on the pill.”
There was no going back now. I didn’t know what to do.
Up.
Down.
Slap.
Squish.
Moan.
I couldn’t hold it any longer. I instantly arched my back. I let out a long moan. I was cumming.
As if me cumming inside her made her cum again because she matched my exact pose. She was sitting up again. Her back was arched. Her head was back. And her long moan matched mine.
Finally my orgasm was finished and so was hers. She flopped down on top of me. We each were out of breath.
As we laid there I slowly felt my dick begin to soften and slowly exit her pussy. The moment my dick had fully exited her I felt cum slide out of her down on my balls and onto the sofa. I smiled to myself thanking that my parents had invested in leather sofas because clean up should be easy to where my parents will never notice what we had just done.
We laid there for a while now that we had fully regained our composure. Amanda had gone back to her crevice in the sofa and was lightly gliding her hand along my chest.
I was staring up at the ceiling when I heard her speak.
“Jay I have a question?”
I turned me head towards her and looked at her. “Shoot.”
“Are we dating?”
I smiled at her, “Only if you want to date a buffoon like me.”
She smiled and slipped my chest, “Come on I’m being serious.”
I looked at her, “I would like to.”
She smiled at me as if confirming what we had done wasn’t some friends with benefits situation. “Good.”
The rest of the night was fun. We ended up having sex three more times that night. Once in the kitchen trying to rehydrate ourselves which didn’t help. Another time in the shower trying to shower ourselves off which was harder to accomplish than expected. And one last time in my bed before we succumbed to exhaustion.
We had changed positions. She had given me one hell of a blow job. And I found out she had tasted even sweeter than I imagined when I ate her out.
Before we succumbed to exhaustion before she surrendered to sleep she uttered three words I wasn’t expecting.
I love you.
Now that I knew we were dating for sure I was happy. All my dreams had come true and then some I wasn’t even expecting. So now we went from childhood friends to dating to lovers. Now that she had admitted that she loved me, I now had to find the right time to tell her that I loved her back. Who knows I might tell her tomorrow morning as we wake up. I just didn’t want this night to end unfortunately the sand man was knocking hard and I had to get some sleep I was exhausted.

My 22[F]irst time masterbating in a Cab

So here’s a little about me; I’m a very petite girl (5’3’’) with average-sized (34C) but perky boobs that compliment my figure. I’m a total horny freak, but at the same time, I’m extremely introverted because of which I’m still a virgin and haven’t been with many guys either. Although, I have experimented a lot with my body and developed several kinks, one of them being exposing my body in public places.

This story is about the time when I was 19 and in my freshman year at an all-girls institution, so you can’t even imagine how sexually deprived I was. Usually, I used to take the subway to get to school, but this one time I was so so horny that I couldn’t even wait till I got home. The thought of taking a cab home and touching myself on the way turned me on so much that trust me I would have let any random stranger have his way with me that day and fill me up like the slut I was!

I Love My Brother: Hannah’s Story

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***This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction. In real life, use a condom, damnit! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who “dips his wick” or “rides the rod” without protection.***

I Love My Brother: Hannah’s Story (mf, 1st, cons, creampie, inc, oral, impreg, rom, f-solo, m-solo)

I love my brother. You may judge me, but…y’know what? Fuck you, Judgey McJudgerson!

Sigh. My name is Hannah. This is my story…

When I was 16 I was a curious and horny girl, but shy. I had been overweight when younger, but recently those blobby curves had slimmed and transformed into sexy ones. However, this metamorphosis left me feeling like an alien in my own body, so I kept wearing oversized clothes to compensate. Nobody seemed to notice how I was changing, and I was fine with that.

[MF] first love

After all these years, that phase of my life does feel like fantasy in a sense that it was too good for me. Like too fucking good to be true. For a guy in his late teens, nothing tops than having his sexual fantasy coming true and that was what this narration , though NSFW , is all about. I feel goose bumps recollecting and writing it down in all its dirty details and reliving the past. Now that only other person involved in the story is no more, I feel quite relaxed to share it openly.

I was in my last year of graduation and boy, it was tough. I was not a naturally gifted student. Though I studied hard and put maximum effort in my subject, I was somehow lagging behind the top section of my class. May be it was due to improper guidance or improper way of studying or may be something else which was holding me back from scoring high grades, like a guiding hand which can bring some sort of clarity in approaching the various subjects. With that in mind, I approached Miss M for private tuition during the summer holidays which she agreed, though reluctantly. But since I was a sincere student and my record from past year was solid, she agreed to take class for an hour everyday during the holidays to cover the full term of science subjects. This was pretty cool and I was excited to finally get an edge upon others since it was my dream to get through top college and only way to do it was by getting top rank.

Cute Sis Turns Sexy

As I watched the ground get closer and closer with each passing second, I braced myself for the landing and then got my luggage out of the storage. My flight from California had just landed and I soon left the airport and was on my way home. As a 22 year old coming home from university for a rare off semester I did not have the big welcome that one might expect. In fact the only reason that I even came home for my off semester was because my Mom Stacy had to go and take care of her sick father leaving my 15 year old sister Cassondra alone for a few weeks.

I called a taxi and arrived home shortly after. The door was unlocked so I walked in. There was a note on the fridge from my Mom saying that she would only be gone for a few weeks and pleading with me to not do too much damage to the house and to take good care of my sister. I never was the responsible type so I could understand why she would leave me a note like this.

My Best Friend Part VI

Now with her inviting friends over that pretty screwed up my plans. Or at least putting them on hold for the moment.
I looked at her and had to find out the answers to my questions. “Who is coming over?”
She smiled up at me, “Well you remember my friend Jeanette?”
I looked at her, “Yeah I remember her.”
“That’s who is supposed to be coming over with her boyfriend, Sam.”
I looked at her, “Sam…as in Sam Vincent?”
I watched as she thought about it for a moment before looking at me, “Yeah that’s who it is.”
I rolled my eyes. Sam Vincent was our first string wide receiver. He was about 6’2’’ and maybe 168lbs. He was a pompous ass and irritated me each time he talked. He always ranted on how good of a player he was and how we would lose if he never played. Mainly I just wanted to punch his face in but because he was part of the team I had to deal with it. So usually I just put him in his place whenever he opened his mouth.
Amanda’s friend Jeanette on the other hand was hot. Not as hot as Amanda was in my eye but I could see the appeal why so many of my teammates would want to be locked in a room with her. Jeanette stood maybe an inch taller than Amanda and probably weighted the same as Amanda. The only difference between Amanda and Jeanette was that Amanda had C cup breasts and Jeanette probably had B cup breasts. Another difference was that Amanda had brown hair and Jeanette had blonde hair.
Why Jeanette would ever date Sam is beyond me. But I’m not dating her. I’m dating Amanda. I prefer Amanda over Jeanette any day of the week.
Amanda saw the look in my eyes as I rolled them, “What you don’t like Sam?”
I looked at her and simply replied, “Let’s just say we really don’t get along and leave it at that.”
She pinched my side, “But it’s my friend Jeanette. So for me please behave.”
I winced as she pinched me and smiled at her, “Fine. For you I will behave.”
She smiled at me, “Good.”
As if those words were enough to keep her happy.
I looked at her, “So when is Jeanette and Sam supposed to come over?”
She shrugged under my arm draped around her, “I don’t know. She’s supposed to call when they are supposed to be on their way.”
I looked down at her, “Ok. So remind me again why are they coming over?”
I looked at me with her familiar wicked smile, “That’s the surprise.”
I looked at her quizzically obviously not realizing what she had up her sleeve. But with that wicked smile I knew some wicked or naughty will be coming soon when Jeanette and Sam arrive.
I still had to ask, “How is Jeanette and Sam coming over a surprise?”
She elbowed me in the side, “Just trust me. You’ll enjoy it.”
I sighed and grumbled my agreement.
I had to admit with her friend coming over and the idiot named Sam did raise a lot of questions. What did she have in store when her friend Jeanette and Sam showed up? What were they going to do?
Did Amanda want me to have a threesome with her and Jeanette? That didn’t make any sense if Sam was going to be joining in the visit.
Was Amanda going to try me having a threesome with Jeanette and Sam? Or with her and Sam? Either choice I didn’t want to happen. Especially if was having a threesome with her and Sam. I’d rather punt kick him as far as I can than letting his junk get anyway near Amanda.
Did she want me to watch Sam and Jeanette fuck while we teased each other? That I could go far. Might be interesting. But I doubted that we haven’t even tried watching a porno together. Hell with Amanda’s naked body I didn’t need any type of visual stimuli to help me have sex with her.
There were too many questions to ponder for what Amanda actually had in store for us. Either way I was interested to find out which situation it was. Hell for all I knew it could be something completely different. One thing was for sure I had a nice hard on finding out what the surprise could be. Or my hard on could be because Amanda was in my arms.
I was happy because Amanda was in my arms and was anxious to find out what the surprise could actually be.
Amanda laid quietly along the couch with her head in my lap while we watched TV. Amanda had talked me into changing the channel so she could watch her stories while we wait for Jeanette to call.
I sat there letting Amanda watch her stories with her head in my lap. I quietly wished Jeanette would hurry the fuck up and call letting Amanda know when she was coming over with her asshole boyfriend. If Jeanette takes any longer than I was going to find a way to keep Amanda from watching her stories.
Just before I made my move I heard her cell phone go off. I watched as Amanda pulled the phone out of her pocket and saw Jeanette’s name display on her phone. I silently thanked next gen cell phones where you can easily see people’s names displayed on phones.
Amanda put the phone next to her hear, “Yeah.”
I watched as she listened to the conversation. I wished that her phone was a little bit louder just so I could hear what Jeanette was saying and probably get an idea of what my surprise is supposed to be.
“Yeah we are waiting for you.”
A few moments later, “Yeah that would be great.”
I watched her intently to see if any of her facial expressions would give her away to what might be happening. Unfortunately I didn’t see anything other than excitement.
Finally a few moments later, “Yeah we’ll be waiting.”
“Great see you in ten minutes.” And Amanda hit the end button on her cell phone and proceeded to put it back in her pocket.
I looked at her waiting for her to fill me in on what was going to happen. The only thing I caught was her side of the conversation. So what I know is that Amanda and I were waiting for them to get here and they should be here in about ten minutes. Other than that I have no idea what the hell was going on.
Amanda looked up at me and smiled before she turned her head and went back to watching her stories.
I wanted to shake her so badly right now and find out what the hell was going on right at this moment.
I guess I wasn’t going to get any information until Jeanette and Sam show up. I shrugged to myself and decided I was going to entertain myself until they show up.
I leaned over slightly and ran my hand inside her pants and under her thong to lightly massage her bare bottom. If only her body was turned a little bit more then I could have ran my hand under her pants and run my finger inside her, but that wasn’t the case. Maybe if I continued my pursuit she might move herself to where I could do that.
I heard her moan a little bit as my hand was working it’s magic on her bare bottom.
If it wasn’t thing I knew about my little minx was that she loved having her butt massaged, along with one other item of her body that she loved having massaged even more than her butt.
I ran my hand out of her pants and ran it up until it reached the bottom of her shirt. My hand went under shirt and continued its journey up until my hand reached her bra. My hand then went under her bra and began to massage her breast.
Once again Amanda moaned. I looked down to see that she had closed her eyes so she could enjoy what my hand was doing to her body.
After a few moments Amanda turned her body so that her back was flat against the couch. Now was my opportunity.
I moved my hand from Amanda’s breast and went straight for the kill. My hand went under her pants and panties and instantly started fingering her wet slit.
I started off slow by slowly circling my middle finger lightly along her clit until it had hardened. Once my middle finger felt that her clit had unsheathed itself from its cover I allowed my middle finger to travel down and put some pressure at her opening.
The entire time I was watching Amanda keeping her eyes closed and enjoying what I was doing.
After a few moments of me fingering her slowly, Amanda took her left hand and reached underneath her head to feel how my dick was doing. I knew my dick was hard but as she reached there she started massaging my balls through my pants and boxers.
I kept playing with her and wished that this moment would last forever. Well actually I wished I was inside her and then wished that that moment would last forever.
Unfortunately my wish wasn’t granted. A knock came at the door.
Amanda opened her eyes and instantly sprung up to go to the door. I barely had time to take my hand out of her pants before she sprang up. If I was a little bit slower she would have taken my hand with her and possibly dislocated my wrist. Which would have sucked.
If that happened I wonder how I would be able to explain that to the coach how I had hurt myself. Probably would have been a laughing stock on the team if that were to happen.
Amanda opened the door and I watched as we were greeted to Jeanette standing at the doorway. With Sam standing right behind her.
I already had a bad feeling about this.
Amanda smiled at Jeanette as they both hugged one another.
“Come in come in.”
Jeanette smiled at her and walked in with Sam close behind holding a small duffel bag in his hand.
What was this the day to have duffel bags? First Amanda had two duffel bags and I’m still clueless on why she would need those two bags for two days. And now Sam was holding a duffel bag. Whatever was in the bag I was intrigued.
I heard Sam whistle, “Geez. Jay if I knew you had a fabulous place we should have been throwing parties here all along instead of at the twins apartment.”
I gave Sam my fake smile and wanted badly to punch him in the face but decided against it. “Yeah and I would be grounded. And possibly not able to play so that would be a bad idea.”
He looked at me with a smile on his face that I could tell I already didn’t like, “Yeah that would be a bad thing.”
I was happy Sam hadn’t already spouted off saying how good of a player he was. But I gave him ten minutes before he started doing that.
I heard Jeanette speak, “Honey. Amanda and I are going to get ready. Ok?”
Sam looked at her with a smile on his face, “Alright sweetheart. Don’t take too long.”
Jeanette didn’t reply as her and Amanda disappeared into the bathroom in the back.
I looked at Sam and decided to say something. Who knows he might know what the hell was going on here.
“Hey Sam.” He turned his attention from looking the place over to me. “Do you know what the hell is going on here?”
He smiled at me, “Of course I know what is going on.”
I sat back down, “Do you mind filling me in because I’m lost.”
His smile didn’t leave his face, “Actually I had to promise Amanda I wouldn’t spoil the surprise.”
Great Amanda had talked to Sam. I had to make a mental note to really talk to her about talking to Sam because she knew I didn’t like him at all. And to make matters even worse he knew what was going on and I didn’t.
He sat down next to me and sighed as he sat down, “I have to admit. I’m jealous of what she is doing for you.”
I grunted at him. I was no longer paying attention to him. I was now counting the minutes until Jeanette and Amanda emerged from the bathroom.
“Hey dude do you mind me asking you something?”
I looked at him with obvious look of disregard. “What is it?”
I watched as Sam began to get uncomfortable as he tried to figure out what he wanted to say. I had to admit it was refreshing to see him fumble with his words. Or it could be that if I ever heard him talk about how good of a player he was I was going to beat him within an inch of his life.
“I don’t know if you have heard the rumors about Jeanette and me.”
Actually I have heard the rumors of Jeanette and Sam. To be more specific I heard that behind closed doors Sam had made Jeanette his sex slave. So she did whatever he wanted and didn’t do anything unless he told her to. But they only kept their activities secret. So whenever they were alone is when she was in sex slave mode. When they weren’t alone they were like any other couple.
Now some things were beginning to click. I now had some idea of what might happen. I just had to let things happen in order to truly find out what was going to happen.
I watched as Sam waited for me to confirm his statement. I nodded, “Yeah what about it?”
Sam fumbled a little bit more before he spoke again, “So is it alright if Jeanette and me do our normal activity? I don’t want to weird you out or anything.”
I looked at him and replied, “I guess it is alright. Is this what Amanda wanted me to see as a surprise? To see you two in action.”
Sam relieved I had given him the all clear. He chuckled, “Sort of.”
Well that just confirmed it. I looked at him, “But remember if there is something I don’t like seeing then your ‘activity’ will stop.”
Sam put his hands up as if not wanting confrontation, “Don’t worry man. We won’t go full board or nothing.”
I nodded to him and didn’t say anything after that.
As much as I didn’t like Sam, I was interested to see what happens next. Was Amanda going to want to be turned into my sex slave now that we had free weekends together? Did she have Jeanette and Sam come over so I could see how it is done? I guess I’ll find out when they come out of the bathroom.
It wasn’t too much longer before I was going to find out what Amanda’s surprise to me was going to be.
Jeanette and Amanda exited the bathroom and me jaw nearly hit the ground when I saw them.
Jeanette was dressed in a really nice see thru white t-shirt. Her bra and matching thong was also see thru. Amanda had dressed opposite of Jeanette. She was wearing a long black t-shirt to held to every contour of Amanda’s body and stopped just above her knees. I could easily tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra. But I wasn’t too sure if she was wearing any underwear or not.
Jeanette and Amanda looked at us to see if the reaction they were looking for was what they wanted. Amanda smiled at me seeing that she had achieved what she was going for.
Jeanette spoke to Sam, “Did he give you the ok?”
I watched as Sam had a shit-eating grin on his face, “He sure did. Now you know the rules.”
Jeanette smiled and took off her shirt to show us her see thru underwear.
I could tell I was going to like this.
Amanda walked over to me and flopped down in my lap. I had to brace myself so she wouldn’t flop down on my hard on. Didn’t want to be on the ground crying because Amanda had hurt me.
Amanda whispered in my ear as her hand lightly traveled along my chest, “Thank you honey. I promise you are going to like this.”
Right now I really wished that Amanda would pull up her shirt and pull my dick out and ride it while we watched the show.
Jeanette stood in front of us in just her bra and panties looking at us.
I heard Sam speak, “Now Jeanette aren’t you forgetting something?”
Jeanette simply nodded and went back to bathroom. She returned a few moments later with a collar around her neck. I could see on the collar was a little tag on it. I had to squint to actually read what the tag said.
I nearly wanted to laugh out loud as I read the tag.
It read: “Property of Sam.” Then it went on underneath Sam’s name. ‘Jeanette aka Sam’s Slave.’
They must have had to have the tag personally made for it to read like that.
I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Yep this was reality. Then I had to admit to myself if this were a dream Sam wouldn’t be here.
I heard Sam speak, “You know what Jay. I’m getting a little thirsty. How about you two?”
My eyes didn’t leave Jeanette’s form. I barely felt myself nod.
“You heard them ‘Slave’. Get our hosts something to drink.”
I watched as Jeanette walked into my kitchen and shortly come back with three glasses of water in her hands. She handed us each a drink.
I looked over at Amanda to see that she was watching me intently. She saw that there was a fire in my eyes.
I wanted to lift up that black shirt, bend her over, and fuck her in front of the company. I was no longer shy that there were people around. In fact it made my hard on even harder. If that is even possible.
As if Amanda saw the look in my eyes she bent over and nibbled on my neck, “It’s not over yet.”
I barely heard Sam speak with Amanda nibbling on my neck. Right now I was putty in Amanda’s hand.
“Well I think it is time to turn it up a notch. ‘Slave’ I want you to strip in front of our hosts slowly.”
Amanda had stopped nibbling on my neck as we watched Jeanette begin to strip off what clothes she had on off her body.
Jeanette turned her back on us and slipped one strap off of her shoulder and looked over to see our reaction. Then she slipped off the other strap. Then she bent over and looked between her legs at us.
Amanda was running her hand over my chest and was dragging her nails along my chest.
I wasn’t paying attention. My attention was now on her friend. I was expecting to be slapped for not paying attention to Amanda.
I checked the corner of my vision and saw that Amanda was also paying attention to her friend.
Jeanette slipped back up and turned to face us. She now no longer had a bra on.
How the hell did she do that? Was it some type of magical trick? Or had she practiced this move a lot for Sam?
To be honest it looked like something a porn star or stripper would be able to accomplish. But a 17 year old shouldn’t know this trick. Maybe when she was 18 and had been stripping for at least six months.
She raised her right hand from behind her back to reveal her bra that had been removed.
I almost wanted to stand up and clap thinking it was one hell of a trick. But with Amanda sitting in my lap kind of made that impossible. However my dick was giving Jeanette a standing ovation.
Amanda felt my groin harden and she started rocking her hips slowly back and forth. I just wished I wasn’t wearing any pants or boxers so that my dick could slip inside Amanda while she rocked back and forth.
If she kept this up my dick would be rubbed raw and that would suck the big one.
Jeanette then turned so that she was facing sideways and slowly slipped her panties off. As soon as she had her panties down to right length she start to quickly sway her hips allowing gravity to bring her panties the rest of the way down.
As soon as her panties were all the way down she kicked her right foot flicking her now removed panties towards Amanda and me.
I wanted to catch Jeanette’s panties but somehow Amanda had beaten me to the punch.
Now Jeanette was standing in front of us in all her glory.
I had to admit as much as Amanda always made my dick rise for her. Jeanette was in a close tie with Amanda’s control over my dick. Fuck it any girl that would let me fuck them my dick would raise for them. But because of my emotions for Amanda I doubt my actual brain wouldn’t allow that.
I looked up at Amanda to see a smile on her face. It wasn’t her normal wicked smile that she always gave me but I could tell it was her aroused smile.
“Alright ‘Slave’ go get your tape.”
I looked over at Sam and was wondering what tape he could be talking about.
I watched as Jeanette went over to the bathroom where her duffel bag was and brought it into the living room where we were sitting. She zipped the bag open, found the tape, and handed it to Sam.
I looked into the bag to see that Jeanette had packed all sorts of clothes, and obviously various sex toys I had no idea what they were for.
I looked over at Sam, “What the hell is the tape for?”
He looked at me with a smile, “You’ll see.” He turned his attention to Jeanette, “Now ‘Slave’ I want you to take your vibrating eggs. Allow your friend to stick one in you and then put the other in her.”
Jeanette didn’t say a word. She went to her duffel bag and pulled out two different vibrating eggs and one of them was still in its package.
Jeanette walked over to us and lifted her leg up and propped it beside me. I watched as Amanda look at me for a few moments before turning her attention to her friend’s shaved pussy.
I looked over at Sam who had a shit-eating grin on her face. I silently worded my mouth saying ‘This is awesome’.
I turned my attention back to Amanda and now Jeanette’s pussy in both of our faces. I wanted to put my hand on the back of Amanda’s head and force her to eat her friend’s pussy.
It took all of my control not to do so. Actually I had to grab my left hand with my right that was inches from Amanda’s head and put it back down.
I allowed Amanda to take her time. I didn’t have to wait long.
I watched as Amanda lightly kissed her friend’s pussy. If I wasn’t turned on before this moment. I am now.
Amanda continued to lightly kiss Jeanette’s pussy, each kiss lasting longer than the last. Finally Amanda was eating Jeanette out complete. Her hands were on Jeanette’s butt and all.
After a few moments of hearing Jeanette moan quietly and the slurping sounds from Amanda. Jeanette finally spoke, “Can I cum master?”
I looked over at Sam and saw his smile, “No.”
I heard Jeanette begin to groan but watched in her eyes as she tried to hold back her orgasm.
He turned his attention to Amanda. “Amanda you can stop eating my slave’s pussy.”
I watched as Amanda stopped eating Jeanette’s pussy. And as she backed away slowly from Jeanette’s pussy I saw a trail of the combination of Amanda’s saliva and Jeanette’s pussy juices connect from Jeanette’s pussy and Amanda’s mouth until it finally broke. Once she was significantly away from Jeanette’s face the instant smell of freshly eaten pussy hit my nostrils.
I was drooling just from the sight of it. I wanted to badly grab Amanda, pick her up, rip off her clothes, rip off my clothes, and proceed to fuck Amanda along each inch of the living room until either of our heads bang against the wall. Then turn her around and do it some more until either of our heads bang against that wall. I no longer cared that there was company.
As soon as Amanda finally composed herself from the lust filled in her eyes she turned her attention to Sam. Once Sam recognized that she was listening, “Now put the device in her.”
Amanda nodded and slowly inserted the little device inside Jeanette’s pussy until it was out of sight.
Sam nodded, “Very good. Thank you.” He turned his attention back to Jeanette, “Now where’s the remote to your device?”
Jeanette didn’t even flinch to the question. She simply presented the remote to Sam and handed it to him.
I looked at the remote then to Sam questioning what the remote was for. I had an idea what the remote was used for but I still needed the confirmation. Sam looked at me and saw the semi confusion on my face. He smiled held up the remote for me to official see the buttons on the remote. I watched as he pushed the high button on the remote and then looked over at Jeanette as she nearly double over trying to stay standing. In the corner of my eye I saw Sam push another button on the remote and I saw Jeanette regain her composure.
“Now take the other egg out of it’s package and put it inside your friend.”
Jeanette didn’t say a word. She simply did what Sam told her to do. She took the egg out of its package. Took it apart, put in the battery, took the similar remote that Sam had, took that apart, and put in the battery. Jeanette held up the remote to Sam as if asking what should she do with it.
He looked at me for a moment with a smile and looked back at Jeanette, “Give it to Jay.”
She looked at me and walked over to us. She presented the remote to me. I slowly reached up to receive the remote.
As soon as I grabbed the remote, Jeanette went to her knees, opened Amanda’s legs, and draped Amanda’s legs over mine. Jeanette slid Amanda’s tight shirt up and quickly went to work eating out my girlfriend.
The moment Jeanette’s tongue touched Amanda’s plump southern lips, Amanda bowed her spine and turned her head so that her mouth was inches from my ear. And she began moaning.
My left hand began stroking Amanda’s breasts and running it up and down her body. Whatever part of her body my left hand couldn’t reach Jeanette’s left hand would cover for me on Amanda’s right side. I slowly felt Jeanette’s right hand begin to lightly bang against my pants just enough to lightly tap my dick and balls, which I could only assume that Jeanette had begun finger fucking Amanda’s pussy while she ate her out.
It wasn’t long before I heard moaning in my ear, “Oh God! I’m going to cum.”
Just then I heard Sam say, “Well what do you think Jay. Should we let Amanda cum?”
Sam was actually giving me the opportunity to play along with everything. Until now I couldn’t find any words mainly because I was mesmerized by what was going on.
I smiled and looked her, “I don’t know. Have you been a good girl today?”
She instantly started whining, “Oh yes oh yes. Please let me cum. Please. Please. Please.”
I smiled at her, “Oh alright. You can cum.”
She grabbed the back of my head and instantly kissed me. The kiss was filled with lust. Our tongues were entangled. Her hips started moving furiously trying to fuck Jeanette’s face and fingers back. Within moments Amanda was moaning in my mouth. She was slamming her back into my body as her orgasm hit her. And within a few moments she became a puddle of goo in my lap.
Even her orgasm nearly made me want to have an orgasm myself.
I watched as Jeanette put the egg inside Amanda and heard Amanda do a half wince half groan as the egg went inside her. Jeanette turned her head to Sam and nodded.
Sam smiled, “Good girl. Now go back to your resting place.”
Jeanette walked back to the center of the room, put her hands behind her back, puffed out her chest, and begin to stare out into nothingness waiting for her next command.
Sam looked at me, “So have you liked everything so far?”
I nodded and smiled, “That was quite interesting.”
He laughed, “Good.” He turned his attention to Amanda, “So now that we know he likes this. What would you like me to show him next?”
I looked at Amanda and then back to Sam. What the hell were they talking about? Is this my surprise, me being introduced into bdsm and seeing what a sex slave does? Does Amanda want me to be her slave? Or does she want to be my slave?
I guess either way I’ll find out soon. Just as soon as Amanda catches her breath and regains her composure.
“OH FUCK!!!!! That was fun.” Amanda barely let out her comment in between trying to catch her breath.
Sam and I waited patiently for Amanda to catch her breath and answer Sam’s question.
While I waited for her, I looked at Sam, “What do you mean what should you show me next?”
Sam chuckled for a moment before speaking, “I think that is something your girlfriend should answer not me. I’m just obliging what she asked me to do.”
I had to ask, “Why are you doing this for Amanda and me?”
Sam looked at me quizzically for a moment, “What do you mean?”
“What I mean is why are you doing this. You and me hardly ever talk let alone hang out.”
Sam smiled at me, “Oh that. Well I’m doing this is because I lost a bet.”
I looked at him for a moment, “And what bet is that?”
Sam laughed, “I bet on last nights game that we won.”
I wanted to pick up Amanda take her off my lap and set her down on the couch. I was ready to punch Sam as hard as I can in the face. But right now Amanda was dead weight and I did promise her I would behave myself.
“You bet that we would lose last night?” I knew fire was going out of my nose. I was pissed that this jackass would bet that OUR team, the team that we play on together, would lose.
Sam could tell I was pissed but he remained calm. “No nothing like that. I bet Amanda that I would have better stats last night compared to you.”
Ok that omission made me stop. All my anger was gone. Now all I had was confusion.
“Ok now that I know you lost. What would happen if you won?”
He smiled at me with a wicked smile, “Then she promised she would walk around school in her sexiest outfit. She would have to have a remote vibrator stuck up her the entire day. And I would controlled the remote all day long.”
Ok now my anger was back. Well sort of. Made me appreciate that Amanda won the bet between them.
Sam sighed for a second, “But you did have better stats last night compared to mine.”
I had to admit that normally Sam did have better stats. He was our leading scorer on the team. But for some odd reason he didn’t do so well. I guess that is what Amanda and Sam bet on was that he would have better stats than me. I’m just happy he lost.
I looked at Jeanette, “And why are you doing this for us?”
Jeanette looked at Sam and stared at him for a moment. I looked at Sam and saw that he had a smile on his face, “You can answer his question.”
She turned her attention back on me, “Because it sounded fun.” She turned her head and began looking out into space like we weren’t there any longer as if her answer had answered all questions.
“Ok I’m ready.”
Sam and me looked at Amanda and saw that she had caught her breath. Amanda looked at us, “What was the question again? My ears were ringing hard because of my orgasm so I didn’t hear what you asked.”
Sam smiled, “I was asking you what you wanted me to show Jay here,” as he patted me on the back, “next. Now that we know he likes the whole slave thing.”
Amanda looked up at the ceiling for a moment as if pondering what she wanted next. Finally she looked down and at Sam, “Why don’t you show my boyfriend here,” and she proceeded to kiss me on the cheek, “what you normal do to Jeanette and how exactly you treat her like a slave.”
What was I? They were talking as if I wasn’t there anymore. Granted I didn’t have much to say. What was I supposed to say other than ‘Hey’ or ‘I’m still here you know’. Either choice was just mute.
Sam looked at both of us with a wicked smile, “Alright then. Say are you guys getting hungry?”
Amanda and me looked at each other as if we weren’t prepared for the question. Both of us looked back at Sam. I’m not too sure what Amanda’s reaction was. Mine however was I simply replied, “I could eat.”
Sam clapped his hands together, “Wonderful. It’s settled.” He walked behind Jeanette, reached around her, pinched her nipples together, and spoke, “You heard them. Go in the kitchen and make us something to eat.”
I watched as Jeanette’s eyes stopped staring off into space and realized her new command…make food. Just as she stepped away to go into the kitchen Sam smacked her ass.
I didn’t know what to do. On one hand I was still flabbergasted on how he was treating Jeanette and I was surprised that she did whatever he told her to do without complaining. And on the other hand I seriously wanted to punch him as hard as I can hoping that I might be able to knock some sense into him.
My parents taught me to treat everyone like the way I wanted to be treated, and above all else be good to whoever your significant other is. Not turn them into your personal slave. So this whole experience is definitely new to me.
Ok enough was enough. I had to find some freaking answers. And one of them is going to answer.
I looked over at Sam, “How long have Jeanette and you been doing this whole ‘Sex Slave’ thing?”
Sam looked up for a moment as if thinking back how long have they been doing this. While he was looking up, he responded, “I think about five weeks now. Maybe less.”
So now I had a time frame, I needed to find out why they were doing this.
“Ok…But what made you two want to do this?”
Sam without thinking, “Because I lost the bet to Amanda.”
“Not the bet you idiot. I mean what made Jeanette and you do this whole ‘Slave’ thing?”
He chuckled before speaking, “Oh that.”
He ran his hand through his hair, “Well before we started doing this. Jeanette was complaining that all we did was have sex in two or three positions, so she wanted more. The only problem was she wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted.”
He paused as if trying to recall when and how it exactly happened, “Finally one day while her parents were out of town, we sat down and watched all sorts of porn.” He chuckled for a moment before continuing, “At first I was really excited watching the porn with her and was ready to do her. But she was looking for something that sparked her interest.”
He paused again and smirked, “Finally were watching some bondage porno. I can’t really remember the name of the movie now. But she paused the porno and looked at me ‘That’s what I want to try.’ So we started right away. We started by tying her up. Then we escalated to me calling her all sorts of names like bitch, whore, fuck puppet, slut, and names like that. Then we escalated to where I made her do things she didn’t like doing like cooking while a vibrator was in her…which reminds me.”
He picked up the remote that was sitting in his lap and pressed the pulsate button. The instant he hit the button we heard Jeanette slightly moan.
He called into the kitchen, “Remember you have to tell me when you’re about to cum, ‘Slut’.”
We heard her say, “Ok.”
He held up the remote and hit the high button. We heard her fumble the pan on the oven. “Ok what.”
“Ok, Master.”
He smiled at us and hit the pulsate button again.
He looked back at us, “Now was I?”
Amanda was holding onto every word of his story, “You were making her do things she didn’t like doing.”
He snapped his fingers, “That’s right. Then we escalated to her walking around naked in her backyard while her neighbors were mowing the back yard. So we are trying to expand ourselves. Each time we add to what we do her orgasms are more and more powerful. So now she does anything and everything I tell her to.”
I looked at Amanda, “And this is what you want to try as my surprise?”
Amanda had wild eyes like she was either shocked or was afraid that I might be pissed at her. I watched as she swallowed and not too sure as how she should answer. “Yyy-yeee-yes. I-I-I thought i-it would b-be fun to tr-try.” She was beginning to have tears in her eyes and was stuttering.
Great now I felt like a complete tool for making Amanda get scared.
I smiled at her so that I could elevate the tension and possibly make her feel better. “It’s okay. I’m not mad. But if you want to try this then we’ll try it.”
She sighed a sigh of relief now that she knew I wasn’t mad.
I looked at her, “Are you sure you want me to treat you like Sam treats Jeanette?”
She nodded.
I sighed, “Alright let’s give it a try. Take off your clothes and help your Slave friend cook.”
She smiled at me like she was so excited. She got up and removed the t-shirt from her body to reveal that she had absolutely nothing underneath and went to the kitchen.
As I watched her go to the kitchen I picked the remote that laid by my side that Jeanette had given me after she inserted the wireless vibrator in Amanda. I pushed the vibrate button like Sam had done. The instant I hit the button I heard Amanda begin to moan.
Sam slapped me on the back, “That’s my main man.”
I smiled at Sam and called to the kitchen, “Remember like Jeanette you have to tell me when you’re about to cum.”
I heard Amanda call back, “Ok.” I could tell that there was excitement in Amanda’s voice as she answered me.
“Ok what?”
“Ok Master.”
I smiled and laughed at my new Slave.

The Virgin’s Panties-Naughty girl Kate finally gets her first fucking

The air outside had gone from mild to crisp, which worked out perfectly for her outfit plans. She fumbled in her closet through numerous t-shirts, tank tops and blouses until she felt it in the very back. Delicately, she pulled the white cashmere sweater off its fancy hanger (plastic just wouldn’t do, for this was the fanciest of her fancy sweaters) and pulled it over her head. 
Kate sauntered over to the corner to consult with the full length mirror. She cocked her head to the side as she examined the reflection of her long, soft frame from every angle. “Oh, this will do just fine” she thought to herself approvingly as she carefully arranged her 36C breasts in her black satin bra, as to take full advantage of her sweater’s deep v-neckline. Kate wasn’t usually the type to put her tits on display, but tonight was different. It was their one month anniversary. Tonight was the night. Even though it would have seemed childish to admit out loud, she couldn’t help but think to herself, “this is the last time I’ll leave the house a virgin”.