She did as he had done earlier and pushed the shirt off his shoulders and he released her to let it drop free. Back in his arms he continued to struggle with the bar strap, inexperience showing! She reached behind herself to release it , letting him pull it forward and the straps down her arm, again she let it drop away. He looked at her full breasts, the nipples prominent before pulling her back against him. Flesh to flesh is arousing, even, or may be especially to a woman. Derrick seemed to have come to a stop or at least was unsure what to do now he had her breasts exposed. She felt good, a need deep in her stirring, she pushed her hand between them, down over his groin feeling him hard in his pants, he moaned audibly as her hand felt him and almost whimpered as she found the zipper and lowered it, working her hand into the opening and over his cotton boxers, She withdrew her hand and stepped back a little to undo the clasp of his pants, his hand reaching for her breast as she did so. Then using both hands she hooked her thumbs into his pants and pushed and tugged them down, leaving him in his boxers. Looking at him like that, boxers tenting over what was evidently a good sized cock was just a bit too much and a second movement shed the boxers, his cock exposed and pointing to the sky. Derrick gasped as her hand wrapped around the hard shaft. He pulled her against him and was making thrusting movements into her hand, primal urges taking over his body, things he had never before felt driving him on. He was thrusting urgently into her hand as she gripped him. He moaned, then gasped as she felt his penis jerk then felt the pumping as he cried out and shot hot spunk out onto her skirt again and again,. Gradually the thrusting subsided he released her looking at the sperm running down the skirt of her dress. Sue quickly undid the rest of the dress to stop any evidence reaching the floor! She stepped out of it now just in scanty briefs.
Derrick said he was sorry, but she said no it was her fault. He was stareing at her breasts and her briefs, almost sheer. She looked at him he seemed different, not the total geek anymore, he even seemed to have put an inch or two on his chest! There was a damp path on her panties, she pushed them down stepping out of them her clean shaven slit evident and attracting his eyes instantly.
She looked at his cock, seeing a slight twitch as he looked at her,
"Derrick......I need release too....." She moved to him, dropping to her knees and took hold of the partially flaccid cock, she licked a drop of liquid off the tip, looked up at him then took his cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue round the head, feeling an instant response as it grew in the warm mouth, she cupped his balls, then touched his very anus as he grew rapidly hard again, once fully erect she stood and led him to the big fireside rug. They lay there together as she took his hand and guided it to her waiting slit, She guided his fingers to the right spots, her legs apart and open to him. He explored her and found the entrance, his fingers learning her body, her arousal was growing now, her hand left his to find his cock again. She gripped it. Pulling him closer she slipped a leg under his until he got the idea of moving over her, between her parted legs. She guided him to the entrance and felt him pushing into her opening her body with his hard cock.
Then, he was making love to her, his movements were slow at first, his weight on knees and elbows as his hips thrust his cock in and out of her body. This was unlike the Boyfriend, she thought of him, he fucked her intent on shooting his load he was becoming an ex boyfriend fast. She opened her eyes to derrick smiling down at her as his body moved in her.....she felt it building.....her legs rose around him locking over his back as she raked him with the nails. He seemed to sense the moment, his thrusting picked up, became faster and an urgency crept in, she moaned, she gasped and her legs tried to close over him her vagina, then her entire body was raked with contractiosn as Derrick gasped and shot his sperm again this time into her eager body.
The competition was in a few days.......they knew they would win with their Dance of Love......but how could they celebrate it.................
The End.
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"So, what are you looking for?" asked a small, pale man perched on the steel stool in front of her.
He was all sharp angels tangled up with quick, bright green eyes that he kept locked on her.
"Well," she said, picking at the frayed hem of her t-shirt, "it's a little weird, but I want a bruise."
She watched his face, looking for confusion maybe or disgust. She wasn't sure, but saw neither; his face stayed the same intense, neutral stare. Eventually he nodded for her to go on.
"I want it sort of here," she said, stroking the inside of her wrist, "kind of like a thumb print."
She looked down, wanting to avoid the judgment she was sure there would be on his face and took a deep breath to brace herself. For a moment he did nothing, just watched her. Then, before she was able to react, he leaned in close and wrapped his hand around her wrist. He pressed his thumb hard into the soft flesh.
"Here?" he asked, rolling his eyes up to hers. "Like this?"
Her face flushed, but she didn't try to pull away, only looked down. Her voice came out quiet and almost breathless.
"Yes."
He smiled, the edges of his lips curling and pushed a little harder.
"That could be tough," he said, "you'd want it to look real, right?"
Closing and reopening her eyes she nodded.
"Just a little reminder. Is that what you're here for?"
"Yes," she said, barely above a whisper.
He moved his thumb back and forth, turning his nail to cut into her skin, and she gasped. A quick, quiet intake of breath that caused her head to fall back and her eyes to flutter closed. She tried to steady herself, tried to breathe deep and slow, but still didn't pull away.
"And I'll bet I know why," he said.
His voice dropped low, forcing her to lean closer.
"Oh?" she said as her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
He nodded and pressed his nail into her again, smiling wider when it earned him a soft moan.
"Yes," he said, standing and closing the gap between them. He pressed his body against her side, leaning down so his lips brushed against her ear. "You've given yourself away," he whispered.
Her voice came out quiet, strangled.
"But, so have you," she said, trying hard not to lean into him, not to turn.
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"John, man what the fuck is going on back there? I just walked past and shit is tense." Mike said, walking up behind the jewelry display.
Propping his boots on the counter, and leaning back in his folding chair John gave the other man a small nod.
"That right there," he said as he made a vague motion toward the back, "is two creatures recognizing one another, realizing their the same species kind of."
"What the hell are you talking about?" the younger man asked, looking over his shoulder into the small, sterile room behind them.
"He's big into that bondage stuff. You know, whips, chains, the whole bit, and by the look of it he's scented himself out a suitable mate."
"But, isn't that her boyfriend hanging around front?"
"Yeah," he said, looking out the window, "but it seems to me like she's forgotten all about that right now."
John watched as the tall man paced back and forth in the parking lot, yelling into his cell phone and shook his head.
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He pulled her up, for a moment pressing the full length of their bodies together before taking a single, quick stride to the door. He flashed Mike and John a quick smile as he closed the heavy, wooden door.
"You must be sorely neglected to give so much from so little."
He was whispering into her ear again as his free hand wrapped loosely around her neck. She smiled, almost clear headed.
"I won't just kneel down for anyone," she said, holding herself mere millimeters away from him.
"Is that the case?," he said, and his hand moved to the back of her neck and into her long dark hair. He wrapped that hand in her hair and pulled, yanking her head back hard, almost touch
ing his shoulder. Another gasp, and finally she closed the gap between them, her ass brushing against him. "You seem to be coming to heel pretty quickly now."
He rolled her head to the side, exposing her neck and used her arm to pin her tight against him. Breathing faster, she ground into him as his teeth closed around her collar bone. One of his legs wrapped around hers, nudging her legs open and holding her in place. He let go of her wrist and his hand slid down her body. The heel of his hand pressed into her crotch. He could feel the heat through her jeans. Her legs slid open a little wider, and she started grinding into him as her eyes closed and her lips parted. His mouth pulled back; he tongued the grooves, tasting the blood just below the surface. She shivered and could suddenly feel the length of him pressing against her ass. He let her go. Quickly, he circled her and pushed her back against the door; his hands moved to the button of her jeans. For a moment he held there, waiting and watching until she gave a small nod. He smiled to see her hips tilt up toward him and slid down her jeans, exposing the bright red triangle of her thong. She urged him forward, her bare ass lifting off the door to close the gap between his body and hers. His hand slipped behind the thin fabric, and he stroked the fine hairs covering her cunt as his other hand moved up her body. He pinned one arm over her head against the door. She whimpered, and her hips moved forward, trying to force his hand between her lips.
"Uh uh," he whispered, moving his hand away, "be still."
Again, she whimpered, but moved her hips back to rest against the door. She opened her legs a little wider.
"Good girl," he said as his free hand grabbed her other arm, and he pinned her to the door with his hips.
She cried out when she felt his cock pressed against her cunt as he wrapped his hand around both her wrists, holding her. Leaning to the side, he brought his hand back between her legs. His fingers moved behind her panties and parted her lips. She moaned and tilted her hips up to him, but didn't move off the door.
"Is this what you want?" he asked as he pressed his cock into her thigh and slipped two fingers inside her.
She nodded, another moan spilling from her mouth.
"Uh uh," he said, feigning like he was going to pull his hand away again, "you have to say it."
"Yes," she said, swallowing hard, "what I want."
"Good."
He moved his fingers deeper inside her as he rubbed himself along her thigh. She bit her lip and tried to stifle another low moan. Another smiled curled his lips, and he pulled his hand out of her cunt. Quickly, he pushed his pants over his bony hips, tore aside her panties and shoved his cock inside her. Her hands balled into small, tight fists and opened again; she moaned loud as she fought not to raise her hips to meet him and drive him deeper. He pulled slowly out of her, stopping with only the tip of his cock pressed against her opening and covered her mouth with his free hand.
"You have to be a little quieter. Can you do that?"
Whimpering, she nodded fast. He could feel her legs tremble, her hips itching to lift and move, to force him back inside her. Stopping for a moment to look at her, he saw her eyes open wide, begging. He drove himself hard into her cunt. His hips made a soft thud as they smacked into hers. She tried to keep herself quiet, but it was his hand that muffled her moaning as he worked inside her. Her legs wrapped around him, and he moved his hands to cup her ass. She leaned her shoulders into the door, letting him get deeper. Her teeth bit into her hand that now covered her mouth to muffle her, but soon the door started knocking with the quick, hard rhythm he was keeping inside her. A low growl trickled from the back of his throat and he moved his hands to her back, digging nails into her as he took fast, careful steps back. They moved to the chair in the center of the room. He set her down in the chair, ripping the arm of the chair of the way. With her balanced against the chair he grabbed her legs and pulled them from around himself. He pulled her legs over his shoulders and thrust into her again. Now it was her nails at his back, leaving raised, red lines that ran down his pale skin. He had her bent in half as he moved in and out of her. Her breathing got more and more ragged. Her moans louder. Leaning in, he got closer, letting her sink her teeth into the soft spot between his neck and shoulder. It muffled the sound, and she could hear a low groan coming from him. He sped up. He pushed off the floor for more leverage. Soon she fell back, her mouth wet with small droplets of blood from his shoulder. He felt the hot flood of her orgasm and her cunt squeeze and pull him in. Her legs shook as his started to falter. With a few more hard thrusts he shuddered. She smiled as she felt the spreading warmth of his come inside her. For a moment neither moved. They just relaxed. Her legs fell to either side of him as he collapsed against her small breasts.
"I'm Chris by the way," he said with a short laugh.
"Stephanie," she said and smiled.
The End.
Daughter Gone WIld
I've been a single dad for quite a few years now, my daughter's mother simply wanted a divorce and didn't want anything else to do with me or Jenn. You can ask me why but I really have no clear explanation, that's just the way she wanted it.
So, I became Mister Mom when she was five and, while it's been a strenuous job being a single parent, there have always been abundant rewards that have made it far more than worthwhile.
Jennifer has always been both pretty and bright, I've never had to push her to get good grades. I've also home-schooled her in addition to the school she attended full-time, she's smart and eager to learn and it has given her a head start toward getting top grades. She's always near the top of her class and almost always does extra credit work.
Jenn has been an ideal daughter, now in college, in her second year, again with excellent grades.
So, when I got a cardboard envelope addressed to me with her return college address on it, I wondered what it might be, a high-graded term paper, perhaps, or an exam paper she did well on.
I opened it and out slid a DVD disk with a note on it that read, "I guess your sweet daughter is growing up, see you next week, love, Jenn."
The disk was "Girls Gone WIld, Wild College Girls, Volume 7."
Well, I knew enough that there was only one reason my lovely daughter would send me such a video so I went into the den, turned on my laptop and slid in the disk.
It opened with bouncy Caribbean-style music and one girl after another flashed their boobs as I watched to see if Jenn was among them. The girls all seemed eager to show their tits and I could see why, they were all really nice, full, plump, round, firm, just perfectly in their sexual prime.
Then, the scene changed to a girl indoors, like in a bedroom, with a guy behind the camera asking her name and age and college. She was a beautiful olive-skinned brunette, very pretty, possibly of Italian descent or, maybe, Hispanic. She was obviously excited to be chosen by the filmmakers but also seemed a bit nervous.
He questioned her on about more sexual things, what her favorite position was, when she first had sex (it was thirteen, she said) and the like. Also some questions about girl-on-girl sex which she also has tried and liked, she said.
Then, he asked to see what was under her top and she looked a bit nervous but reached across and pulled it off to stand there in a white, low-cut, lacy bra. She looked quite beautiful.
He talked with her some more before asking her to drop her bra which she did, standing, rather proudly, I thought, and with good reason, they were stunning, as his camera panned, then got a close up of her nipples.
He talked some more about what she liked in sex and asked in he could see her booty and she obliged turning around and pulling her denim shorts down revealing a lovely butt barely contained in a tiny thong.
I decided at that point that, being a single guy, currently unattached, watching a very sexy video, that I would take the opportunity to relieve myself of some built-up sexual tension in the time-honored fashion so I undid my pants and dropped them to the floor, kicking them off, then lowering my boxers so I could easily get a grip on things as I watched
. I hit 'Pause' and got up and quickly returned with my trusty bottle of hand lotion and started up the video again.
The girl, Samantha, was soon on the bed with her fingers stroking between her open legs as she dropped her head back slowly masturbating for the camera. Well, it was quite sexy and rather amazing that a coed would come right off the street, get naked and masturbate on camera. I knew that young women today were far more nonchalant about sex and nudity and this was a good example.
Samantha had a beautiful orgasm, the look on women's faces during orgasm is always so beautiful and serene, it's something that has always greatly turned me on.
Then there were some more outdoor shots at night in an obvious party atmosphere, again with girls freely flashing their boobs and butts to the camera.
They asked two girls, both blonds, into their bus, I supposed it was, and interviewed them quite extensively about their sex lives and it turned out that they had been friends since middle school and also lovers though both also had boyfriends as well.
They each took off their tops revealing their breasts which were quite pretty. Then they were quickly talked out of the rest of their clothes and into a naked embrace, kissing each other. It looked to me as they'd done this many times before as their hands roamed each other quite familiarly while their tongues explored each other's mouths.
Then they got on the bed and the shorter blond began licking and tonguing the taller one who was soon moaning in great appreciation. She was really giving it to her girlfriend as I sat there slowly stroking, knowing that Jenn had sent me this video for a very good reason and it probably wasn't so I could get off to it.
They went on for a good bit, the tall one having a very strong orgasm then she took the other girl between the legs and gave her everything she could putting her into a rather spectacular orgasm.
Now the focus went back to the party atmosphere outside where girls were asked to show their stuff and most if not all did just that.
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