We had been out for dinner with a coupe of friends Jill was looking her sexy self nice blouse and skirt not to short and i was telling her all night how sexy she looked we all had a lot to drink and the chat got a bit near the bone at times we all had said that we liked watching porn and enjoyed it and gave us all ideas, after we finished dinner our friends wanted to go to a club for a dance we told them we were just going home as i had a early start on the way home we chatted about what had been said about watching porn videos and how we enjoyed them and Jill said it was me that like them the most.

When i suggested it was more her than me and that it was her that got the horniest when watching them, just then i noticed we were passing one of the seedy cinemas and said ok lets see who gets horniest first and before we gave it much thought I had bought two tickets and went into this tiny cinema it was dark and so small and Jill said look it is all men in here maybe not such a good idea.

I said so you admit it is you that likes them the most and are scared you will get to horny she said ok lets see but lets sit away from them.

there was about 6 or 8 guys sitting watching the movie when we sat down and looked at what was on it was one female and three guys, i kept saying bet you would like that jill said look that guy keeps looking over at us I told her that it was because she was the only female when she looked around and saw that she said she wanted to leave as the guy at the end of the row had his cock out now and was playing with himself.

I said it was because he was getting horny looking at the film and so was I she said that all the guys seemed to be looking at us not the film I was trying to get her to concentrate on the film and get her horny and told her to forget them and enjoy the film I was rubbing her tits and noticed that her nipples were really hard i told her that if she just gives me a quick wank we could go as i was so horny.

She said they are all watching I told her i dont care if they are and opened a couple of her blouse buttons she said ok then we go i unzipped my fly and she got hold of me I was watching what the guy at the end of the row was doing he had moved about 4 seats away and still had his cock in his hand I flicked jills bra strap of her shoulder along with her blouse I told her she looked more sexy than the girl in the film she told me that there was a guy sitting a couple of seats away with his cock out I said there was one sitting at the other side of her the same and said can i let them see me feel one of your tits she just squeezed my cock so hard i took that for a yes and pulled her bra down she let out a gasp.

I was so far gone i never even noticed the guy had moved into the seat right next to Jill I had both of her tits out and had my hand up her skirt you could see her pants jill said no we better go they are to close I told her we can go if she takes her pants off and hands them to the guy next to her.

Jill looked at me and said you are just like them a real pervert and pulled her skirt right up pulled her pants down handed to the guy beside her and said would my husband want you to have them then asked if he liked what he saw on the screen or here beside him best and sat with er legs wide open, he told her no contest as he could smell her like she was on heat with that she got up and said lets go you have had your fun with her tits still hanging out she turned round and let everyone there get a good look at her as we past the guy i saw he put his hand right up Jills skirt and then shot his load it went all over the place on jills skirt and her legs she seemed to get a fright but hardly moved while he seemed to gush for ages.

I pushed jill as i thought she was about to sit down on him and it brought her round we got out quickly with jill pulling her bra and fastening her blouse.

When we got home we could not keep our hands of each other it was one of the best sex we ever had and we both agreed Jill asked me if i would have let any of the guys touch her like the female in the film I told her they could have stripped her naked if she has wanted them to we fucked on and of all night talking like that it was so much better than just watching porn video’s

One more thing that has happened to us.

I was like omg! what’s happening and this is way embarrassing. Of course he noticed and smiled–”little sis is turned on” he said “have you ever had an orgasm?” I shook my head blushing like crazy.He then undid my bra strap and took my bra off–it felt weird to feel my breasts exposed in front of him.
I kinda got freaked again and stood up and turned away from him, but he came over and gave me a cuddle and said it was alright. Then we kissed gain and i felt his arm come round my hip and his hand go inside my panties.

Then the tingling got more intense until a sudden shock went through my body.The next thing i knew he was sliding my panties down and i was stepping out of them.
Then he knelt down and opened my legs and put his tongue between my pussy lips and ran it up and down over my cl*t. At this point i started to cum hard and scream like an animal.

When i was shaking so much that i was almost falling over he stood up and held me by the shoulders. “But its way better when i’m inside you–would you like me to show you?”

We hesitated for a moment and looked at each other, then i kissed him again and looked down at his c*ck. “Come little sis let me show you how nice it is inside you”.
With that he led me over to my bed and we lay down. He opened my legs and bent down to lick my pussy until i began to come again. Suddenly i felt him stop and my legs being lifted up and back on my shoulders and he was on top of me. I felt the tip of his c*ck pressing on my opening and got scared and tried to resist.Then i felt the rim of his cock slide in and out and soon it seemed like more and more of his length was inside me at every thrust. I had my legs wrapped round him andI was coming so much i felt i would pass out.

But then i we heard a key in the door. It was my mum home from work.Hurriedly we stopped and reached for clothes to put on. He rushed out still getting dressed and went to his room. I noticed some blood at the top of my legs and got a tissue to mop it up and then slipped on my bathrobe. I told mum i had just got in and was going for a shower.She said i looked flushed and asked if i was ok.In the bathroom i stared at myself in the mirror for ages.My pussy looked way bigger than before and my lips were pulled outwards.

Since that day my brother has avoided me and stayed at a friends house.Maybe he feels guilty.I dont want him to because i really enjoyed sex with him.

Most of the sexual abuse that happened to me took place in church. My parents took me to church since I was born, and the abuse started in church when I was about 5 years old. There was a man there who started by touching me by “accident” on certain parts of my body, but as two years progressed, it escalated to him taking me in the men’s bathroom or an unused nursery where he would make me perform oral sex on him. He would squirt candy gel on his penis and tell me to lick it off. After awhile I began to know exactly what got him off and how I could control him by what I did with my lips and tounge when I had him in my mouth. I didn’t protest after awhile and ashamedly looked forward to when he would rub me between my legs until I had an orgasm. Being 5-8 years old, of course I didn’t know what an orgasm was. It made me feel both good and really really dirty and evil. After telling my mom numerous times, the abuse with him finally ended after an ugly confrontation with him in the church. It was never spoken of again. I thought I was dirty, guilty and a satanic little child that was doomed for hell.

In the spring, when I was 14, I was raped and sodimized outside the same church near the construction site for the new sanctuary. One of the youth leaders got me out of sight and snapped after I refused to kiss him or let him touch me. As I ran away, he grabbed me, and I remember distinctly the change in his face and eyes. He beat me until I was laying on the ground. He dragged me to my knees and ended up forcing his penis in my mouth. I struggled to breath and accidently bit him. He pulled out of my mouth hit me more and the next thing I knew I was face down on the ground and he was on top of me. He said that if I “bit like a dog, He would fuck me like a dog.” I fought, and swore and said “please no” several times, but it didn’t do much good. Since, I’ve been really pissed at myself for being so damn polite for saying “please” before “no.” He pulled my pants and panties down and I could feel him fumbling and hear him breathing hard. All at once he forced himself into me annally. I have never felt pain like that since. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t breathe. I remember tasting the blood and dirt in my mouth, and spitting it in front of me. I withstood his first thrust into me, but on the second, I passed out. When I awoke, I was on my back and he was between my legs. His penis was not inside of me, but I could feel his fingers between my legs. I reached down and grabbed his hands and he look startled and reached up and slammed my head on the ground a few times. I passed out again. I dont’ know what all he did to me while I was passed out. When I awoke, he dragged me on my knees by my hair to the church wall, which was limestone. Oddly enough, I remember seeing my blood all over it, I instinctively remember thinking how badly I wanted to wash my blood off the wall in that second. He somehow spread my legs apart and pushed me up on the wall. I was not coherent hardly at all by this time. I could feel him trying to push up inside of me again. He was tired, sweating and breathing hard and kept mumbling “You fucking bitch, your’re a terrible fuck.” His head was at my chest and I remember looking down on his black hair and the blood dripped from my mouth and nose into his hair, and I let my body go limp, looked away from what he was doing to me to the sky and gave up my soul.

I was 12. It was the first day I had ever done anything without my mother knowing, and the last. I had told my mother that I was going over to my friend Kim’s house to spend the night yet instead of going there that day I was picked up after school by a friend named *Damon*. We went to his house that afternoon and later that night we headed off to a party. I remember getting a little tipsy that night and sick. I begged Damon to take me back to his place to crash and well Damon was to wasted to drive me home so he threw his keys to his friend Robby and asked him to take me. Damon told me he would be home in about 2-3 hours and just to crash in his room (his parents were obviously not home. Robby was extremely cool about the whole situation and walked me out to the car. He was a complete gentlemen and opened my door and helped me in and handed me a little blue party bag from Damon’s back seat just incase I got sick. The whole way there he kept small talk with me and we laughed and just joked. When we got to Damon’s house though Robby continued to drive. When I told him that he had passed the house he just laughed and replied, “oh, you thought I was taking you back to Damon’s…well I thought me and you could go and hang out.” My stomach dropped and I told him to just stop the car and I would walk back. He slammed my head into the passanger window and told me just to lie down. I remember my face pounding and then the car just came to a stop. When I got up all I could see was tree’s…we were in the river bottoms. He unbuckled me and told me to get into the back seat. I couldn’t say a word, I just did as he said. He got back there to and told me to put my head in his lap, I did and I broke down in tears. He told me not to cry, that he knew I wanted it and I would thank him later. I was scared to fight him…he was atleast 60 pounds heavier then me, strong, and atleast a half a foot taller. He opened his door and pulled me out by his hand…and instructed me to take off my clothes and to fold them up and put them on the front seat. As I took off my clothes he did the same…I wanted to vomit. I tried to run at that moment as I had my clothes clutched in my hands and he was taking off his shirt yet the first step I took he threw me into the back seat. He turned on the car and shut the doors and started some music. I couldn’t breathe and everything arround me just felt as though it was caving in…then he began…he raped me…it was the most horrific 30 minutes of my life.

I was so scared as he drove me back to Damons. My body was shaking and throbbing from pain and he was screaming at me to wipe my tears. He stopped infront of Damons and threatened that if I said a single word about anything my family, friends, church, and everyone would know what kinda slut I was and he would make sure that my mom knew about my night at Damons. I was crushed…forever traumatized. I went from outgoing and carefree to reserved and serious. I hate him. I never said a word, I never fought back, I feel as though I let it happen, I let him get away with it…I let him do this to another girl…

-Lisa

Anyway, he moved away and parked up, then kept moving every couple of minutes. T was very nervous, so we left and went to Branksome.

This was different, several cars there when we arrived, and a lot of traffic in and out. We parked up, but T was not sure now, due to earlier. Anyway, we stayed, and a couple of blokes approached the car over the next 10 -15 mins, but we did not encourage them as T was still not settled.

From our car, we watched a few cars near to us, and observed one guy get in the back of one car with a woman, while the male occupant stayed in the drivers seat.

Another car that was parked a few bays away from us had a guy on the opposite side to us leaning in the window, and apparently wanking.

By now, T was settled, so we started to ‘play’. Almost immediately I noticed a guy looking in the car from alongside Terry, just behind her door where she couldn’t see him. I told her there was some one watching and she kissed me hard and pushed onto my fingers. He looked about 50 or so, and was smart looking.

Now the guy came right up to her window, alongside her, I looked at him and smiled. He then moved to get a better view, and I opened T’s legs wide and continued to play with her fanny – she was well into it now.

I saw the guy get his cock out, and told T, she moaned and pushed onto me hand – i saw he had quite a large cock and told her to look, she did, groaned and came back for a kiss and suddenly the guy ducked behind the car as another car approached. We had parked opposite the entrance in case a quick getaway was required(!) so were not ideally placed.

When the car parked up and put its lights off the guy shot back to T’s window, and continued wankng. i turned on the ignition and told T to open her window, and was surprised when she opened it half way.

The guy stuck his head up to the open window, but couldn’t get it in, and Terry surprised me again when she opened the window fully.

The guy put his head in and watched me fingering her. Suddenly he put his hand into the window and said ‘ok to play?’ while pointing at T’s fanny – I moved my hand away and nodded to which he groaned and put his hand on T’s thigh, and slowly rubbed it up and down toward her fanny. As he put his hand near her fanny, he looked at me questioningly, to see if it was ok, and when I smiled he put his hand on her fanny.

At that moment another car came in with main beam on – thanks! and the bloke was off like a scared rabbit. The car did a slow trawl of the car park, and drove back out. The guy came back to the window and said ‘go to the back left corner’, so i looked at Terry and she nodded and started rubbing herself.

I started the car and drove right into the far corner as he’d suggested. Once I’d switched off the engine, he’d caught up with us, put his head near the window and asked if it was ok to carry on. this time we both nodded!

T suddenly turned to kneel in her seat, and put her backside up to the window and started sucking my very hard cock. The guy said ‘oh, yes!’ and put his fingers straight in her fanny and continued to wank himself.

We did this for 5 minutes or so, with T adjusting her position to get comfy, and she looked up at me and whispered ‘what now?’ i said ‘wank him?’ she turned back into her seat and reached out to his cock, he moved his hand and let her hold his cock, which she slowly wanked while rubbing his nuts. By now he’d dropped his trousers to his ankles!

Suddenly T stuck her head out the window and sucked his cock! both of us blokes were surprised, and he let out a long low groan. Her arse was facing me so I put my hand up her fanny and she was soaked!

She turned round in her seat and said ‘kiss me’ to me so I did, and the bloke put his hand in and put his fingers straight up her fanny, making her stick her tongue down my windpipe!

The bloke put his head right in the window, and said ‘I’m near, any chance of a fuck?’ terry looked at me I thought pleadingly, and I said ‘open the door’. She closed her eyes and said ‘noooo’ in a low voice. As she did the bloke said ‘go on, I’ve got a condom’. So I said ‘go on love, open the door’.

Next thing I knew, the door was open and she’d swung her legs out the door! The bloke tried to give her the condom and said ‘put it on me’ T said ‘no, you do it’. he put it on and she said ‘how shall we do it?’. He said ‘ just slide out a bit’.

She slide down the seat so her arse was out the door, and reached down, held her fanny open and put his cock in. This was beyond my wildest dreams, and I thought I was going to come all over the place! I had to squeeze the head of my cock really hard to prevent myself from cumming.

He started fucking her slowly, and then took off like a train! He fucked her so hard the car was literally moving 8 – 12″ every tme he rammed into her. She was having fun now! and moaning and groaning. I really wanted to put my hand down and and feel but couldn’t bring myself to do it, and did not want them to stop.

He was really pounding into her know, and she started saying ‘oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard – DO IT!’. She started to come, and so did he. It took them about 2 – 3 minutes to slow down and stop, and he pulled his cock out, Terry flopped her head back and said ‘ohgod, that was intense!’ and we kissed.

After we’d all settled down, we had quite a long conversation with the bloke, who said he was a regular there, and gave us the lowdown an what went on, how to act etc, as we’d told hm it was our first time.

It was a good long, friendly chat, and we left well pleased with the night, which couldn’t have gone any better!

After 15 – 20 minutes chatting, we left for home. When we got there, we raced upstairs and fucked for 3 hours! – man, it was good!

We are now going to give it a rest for a while, and see where we go from here – both being well pleased with the events of the night.

T & J – Bournemouth.

I was sitting on the floor between the racks reading through some of the books to find some useful material. I looked up and saw a beautiful woman sitting at a desk not too far from me. I was slightly behind her and to the side. I could see that she had her head down and was reading something and writing in a notebook. I just stared at her for a few minutes. There was something about her that seemed interesting and she caught my attention with her cute looks, but it was her body movement that held my stare.

It seemed odd that she was wiggling or squirming the way she was in the chair. Something seemed out of the ordinary, but I couldn’t figure out what. I looked down and saw her thighs moving gently back and forth. The desk had walls on the sides and I couldn’t see much in front of her and I couldn’t see her legs. I noticed her hand as she lifted it from her lap area and raised one of her fingers to her mouth. She looked around as she did that, seemingly making sure no one was looking at her. She did not see me.

She sucked slowly on her finger and closed her eyes. She stopped squirming for that few seconds and it seemed that she was in a very peaceful and happy state. She removed her finger and lowered it to her lap again. I could tell she had a skirt on and I could tell that she slipped her hand underneath that skirt. I watched her as she began to move her thighs again and I could tell what she was doing now. It was the most beautiful sight I think I had ever seen.

She was thoroughly enjoying herself. I saw her sneak a squeeze on her right breast and nipple area with her left hand as her right arm was moving in her lap. In the meantime I had become very aroused and had begun to rub myself through my pants. I was so hard from watching this I just had to touch myself. I saw her close her eyes and the next few seconds seemed to last forever. It was like watching a series of digital photographs click by in front of me.

She began to move differently and she seemed to stiffen up all her muscles. I could see that she was reaching a climax and I was just a few feet away from her watching it all. This was more than I could take and I shot a load right there. My cum was on the inside of my pants along my thigh. The head of my dick had popped out of the side of my underwear and I had now coated my leg and pants with a flood of my own cum. I watched her shudder and spasm as I shot my load. The timing of our mutual orgasms couldn’t have been better. I watched as she slowed down her movements and she must have been enjoying the gentle massaging of her own fingertips. She slipped her hand out again and brought her fingers to her mouth yet again to lick her juices from her hand.

I sat there for a minute just trying to figure out what had just happened. I had never seen anything like this before in my whole life even here in Boston, and wanted to know much more about this woman. She got up and walked to the restroom. I walked over to her desk and I could actually smell her sexual releases. I looked down at her notebook and saw that she was writing an erotic story of some kind. I saw that her name, Amanda, was on her notebook.

I walked towards the restroom before she came back. Just as I was to walk into the men’s room, she walked out of the women’s room. We exchanged glances and brief smiles. I went inside and cleaned up the mess as best I could. I returned to the books I left scattered on the floor only to find that she had left. I was heartbroken and wished that I had a chance to speak with her.

A few days passed and I did not see Amanda in the library at all. Fortunately, the day before my report was due I was in the library again and spotted Amanda at a desk in the corner. There was virtually no one in the library that evening and I was just happy to see her again. I wasn’t sure if I could go through with the plan I had thought about for nearly four days, but I was going to give it a try.

Amanda got up from her desk and I quickly went over to her desk and wrote a message on her paper. I said I couldn’t help but watch her the other day and thought she was the most beautiful woman I had seen for a long time. I also wrote the following: “Please don’t be surprised if you find more under your desk than you imagined.” I had a plan, but I didn’t want to surprise her so much that I got hurt.

I watched Amanda go back to her desk and sit down. She read the note I left and immediately looked around. She also looked under the desk, and I almost burst out laughing. She didn’t see me looking at her. About five minutes later, I walked by her and smiled as I sat at the desk on the other end of her desk. She looked up at me and smiled and then looked back and forth quickly from her paper to me. I think she was not quite sure if it was me that wrote the note, but she was going to find out that answer very soon.

The desks we were sitting at were made of wood and had faced each other. However, there were walls between our two desks that kept us from being able to see each other when we were sitting down. There were also walls on the upper and lower sides of the desks, which covered the sides all the way to the floor. They were odd-looking boxes that must have been some kind of style from 50 years ago. They were also very concealing.

I bent down and crawled under the desk. I could see straight across and maybe 5 feet from me were Amanda’s legs. Once again she was wearing a skirt and her gorgeous legs were there in front of me. She had slid her sandals off and she had her feet spread a bit in front of her. I crawled slowly and quietly towards her. She must have heard me because she dropped her pen and leaned down to look at me. I froze in my place and she held the look for a few seconds and then smiled and sat back up. I think she just wanted to check me out a bit better.

I approached her legs slowly and kissed her knee. Her hand slid down and she ran her fingers through my hair. I then knew I had the OK to go ahead. I licked around her calf and up to her knee. I tickled behind her knee with my fingertips and then traced lightly along the inside of her thigh. I felt her muscles tense a bit from being sensitive to my touch. I spread her legs apart a bit more and was very happy to see this naughty girl had no panties. I think she must have planned on another day of her own handiwork and I was going to try my best to out do that for her.

I licked up her inner thigh and squeezed her thighs with both hands. I slid one hand up and grabbed her butt cheek and she gently moved up on one side to give me access. I unzipped a zipper that ran along one side of her skirt. This gave me enough room to move my head inside between her legs just enough to get access to the nicely trimmed pussy just inches from my face. I kissed her inner thighs and sucked gently on her skin. I ran a finger along the skin, up to her swollen lips and spread her lips apart. I rubbed gently between the lips and upwards firmly against her moist and engorged clit.

I could hear her moan and then cough, I guess to disguise the moan from anyone who may have heard it. I smiled at that and dove in to her pussy with my tongue. I licked her slowly around the lips, taking time to suck on them and capture the flavor of her sweet juice. She pressed my head into her pussy more firmly with her hand. I sucked on both lips and then found her bud. I felt her body shake as I sucked her bud into my mouth. I moved one and then two fingers to her opening and easily slid them in between the folds.

I pushed both fingers in slowly and took them all the way out. I played with her opening with both fingers, teasing her a bit with my tongue and fingers. I sucked on her clit, slid two fingers inside of her and moved my other hand to the top of her pussy. I moved one finger from that other hand down to her clit and worked on her with more pressure. She started to move her hips like the other day when I was watching her. I found the rhythm and my long fingers found her spot deep inside. I thrust my fingers inside her wetness to hit that spot with a vibrating motion. My other finger and tongue worked her clit.

She tensed up and started to shudder. I felt a rush of juices surround my tongue and fingers. I tried as best I could to lick up everything. She was so sweet tasting I just wanted it all. Her orgasm lasted a long time, and I felt her cum two different times. I massaged her clit and left my fingers inside her for a bit of time afterwards. I moved my fingers only slightly in and out while massaging the outside. She was now relaxing as I massaged her whole area. I only wish I could have seen her face to watch her, but I was having the time of my life anyway.

I cleaned her up with my tongue and I moved my fingers up so she could take my hand. She grabbed my hand and sucked on three of my fingers to taste herself. I could only imagine how that would look to someone if they were watching this show. I crawled back to my chair and sat down. I got up and walked by Amanda to go to the restroom. This time I had to go the restroom to take care of my own need to orgasm. I was so hard and ready that I just wasn’t going to wait until I got home.

I walked back to my desk after my session in the restroom. Amanda had left and once again I was bummed that I may never see her again. I got to my desk and she had left me a note. The message she left is to be revealed in the next chapter…

All night there had been sexual tension in the air, so thick you could cut it. She was talking about how she would like to be with a woman, wondering what it would be like. I was thinking almost the same thing, wondering what she would be like. We finished our drinks, the evening getting late, and she said goodbye, with a little bit of regret in her tone. I shut the door and stood there a minute, making up my mind, hoping I had not imagined the signals.

Opening the door back up, I leaned around the corner and called her name. She turned around and walked back to me, a question, and maybe even hope, on her face. I wrapped my hand around her neck and pulled her mouth to mine, kissing her. I leaned back and looked at her, silently asking if she wanted to stay. She smiled, and I tugged her by the hand back inside.

I pushed her up against the door and ran my hands up her rib cage, cupping her breasts, nuzzling her neck. She smelled so good, like coconut and rum and female. We kissed, and we kissed, and we kissed. The softness of her lips, the sweetness of her breath, the rough velvet of her tongue as it caressed mine was more intoxicating than any alcohol, and I couldn’t get enough. I pushed her tank top up, her bra down, and looked at her breasts, her nipples puckered and waiting to be sucked. I liked looking at them. I liked touching them. Their perfect, soft, roundness filled my hands. I pulled a nipple deep into my mouth and sucked, caressing the other one with my thumb. She started making little noises, so I knew I was doing it right. The other one tasted just as sweet, and I wanted more.

We sat down on the couch and I helped her out of her top, undid her sheer lace bra, and laid her back against the cushions, running my hands over her shoulders, tracing her collarbone, cupping her breasts. She unbuttoned her jeans and together we pushed them down her legs and tossed them away. She had long, slender legs, a flat stomach, and perfect, perfect breasts. Her nipples were a dark rose against her creamy skin, and I wanted to lick every inch of her. I lifted her soft, blond hair off her neck and kissed her again while my hands learned her body. I slipped a finger inside her panties, lightly caressing her before slipping that finger inside her. She was tight, and warm, and wet. I ground her clit with my thumb over her panties and she arched her hips, moaning into my mouth. I leaned back and took my shirt off, then my bra. She sat up and cupped my breasts, licking my nipples, then pinched them while she nibbled on my neck. I got goose bumps, and a shiver went down my spine.

I pulled away and started kissing down her stomach, pulling her panties off as I went. She was neatly trimmed, and her smell was fresh and sweet. She laid back and opened her thighs, and my pussy clenched and my vision blurred, I was so aroused. I parted her lips with my thumbs and ran my tongue from her rosebud to her clit, then flicked it with my tongue. Her hips bucked once, and I sucked on her clit, then nibbled it with my teeth. “Oh God!” she cried out, and buried her hands in my hair, grinding my face into her pussy. Her body was trembling when I pulled away and stood up to take off my jeans.

I smiled down at her, and she grinned back. I knelt between her beautiful thighs again and leaned down to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, bringing our bodies together, and the feel of her breasts pressed against mine, her body pressed against mine, was so completely wonderful.

I reached down and slipped one finger, then two, inside her, feeling her close around them. In and out, my fingers becoming slippery while I sucked on her nipples, nibbled on her neck, made love to her mouth. My pussy rode her thigh with the same rhythm as my fingers until my juice ran down her leg. Her back arched, her head thrown back, she cried out as her pussy started squeezing my fingers.

I pulled them out and replaced them with my tongue, sucking her, licking her, drinking her. I put two fingers back into her, hard, my mouth on her clit and a vibration in my throat. In, out, once, twice. She came apart, cried out, and then floated back to earth, panting, breathless.

“God, now I know,” she said.

“Me too.”

“Hey Carl, what’s up,” she said casually.

“I was looking for your dad, is he around?” Joanne never understood Carl. He was in his late thirties, not bad looking, but he was never around women and socialised with her parents.

“No, sorry, they are away for the weekend,” she said. “But he’ll be back tomorrow.”

“Oh, no worries, I just wanted to borrow his golfing gloves.”

“Here, come on in… I think they are in the garage.”

Joanne led him down the hall to the garage. Carl was surprised to see how untidy the garage was since the rest of the house was always kept spotless. As Joanne began rooting through the piles of junk and clutter, Carl began to notice things he never noticed before. Even though he had only known Joanne for just over two years ago, it seemed she had grown up so much. He took in the beauty of the woman in front of him, full perky breasts, flat stomach, and legs that seemed.. well to go on forever. Looking at her face he noticed it seemed to glow with youth and sophistication. Then she bent down to look through a box of sports gear that was when Carl saw something he never thought would affect him. Her backside….. her skirt had risen up and you could see her bare butt just covered by the thinnest  strips of material. He never thought a girl almost half his age would make him stiff but he could feel the first signs of his erection as he stared at the vision in front of him.

“It’s just I saw you bending down, then the coffee made your T-shirt see-through, and I couldn’t help it”

Suddenly Carl was jolted out of his trance as Joanne exclaimed “Ah ha! Here they are,” He felt awkward for ever having such thoughts, but it was too late. Joanne had noticed his stare and more importantly noticed a bulge in Carl’s trousers.

Was it her imagination she wasn’t quite sure but she saw a definite bulge in her neighbour’s pants. On way to find out.. she threw one of the gloves down in front of her, she bent down again, this time far enough to make sure he could see what lay below her thong. Turning her head slightly she could see, Carl’s erection grow. He couldn’t help it, he was hypnotised.

Joanne’s mind began to race. She’d had sex once with her old boyfriend, but they were both virgins so the experience was awkward and uncomfortable. Joanne decided to take it slow and see what happened – after all, everyone was always telling her to be more spontaneous.

“Would you like some coffee?” she asked.

“Well I really should be going, but… Sure why not,” he answered harmlessly.

They talked for a few minutes while Joanne made the coffee. She used this time to decide on a plan, only to be interrupted by the coffee maker. Joanne thought as she poured the coffee. She let it cool a while before she brought it over to Carl. She made her way towards him until she was inches from his face.

“Oh,” she exclaimed purposefully spilling the coffee across her chest. She began to wipe it off, still inches from his face, making sure to brush the her hand over her braless nipples, causing them to harden. “Here, let me get a napkin,” she said reaching over him towards the counter, almost brushing his face with her breasts. Carl couldn’t believe it, this must be a sign right?

In a moment of madness she allowed herself to fall back and landing on his lap straddling him. She felt his bulge digging into her crotch through his pants and her pussy moistened. By the time she got up there was a large wet spot on his crotch. It could have been his pre-cum but Joanne knew better.

“I’m so sorry,” she said, and began wiping the spot, causing his manhood to grow, therefore making the spot even bigger.

Embarrassed by her inappropriate actions, Joanne broke down and cried. Carl did his best to comfort her. “Joanne, don’t cry, I’m the one who should be sorry. It’s just I saw you bending down, then the coffee made your T-shirt see-through, and I couldn’t help it.”

She gathered her composure and did her best to go back to her plan. Frantically Joanne kissed him, forcing her tongue down his throat pushing him back down onto the sofa.

“Are you sure?” Carl managed to say between kisses. She stopped once again, embarrassed, and nodded. “Then let’s take it slow,” Carl said and he slid his fingers down her belly until he reached the bottom of her T-shirt. He raised it over her head, exposing her breasts; she blushed as he caressed them. Carl slowly took each one in a hand and raised the nipples to his mouth. As he sucked Joanne let out low soft moans of pleasure.

She took off his shirt and reached for his belt buckle. Carl stopped her and laid her down, got off the coach and knelt in front of her. Then he unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Joanne shuddered.

With only her drenched thong protecting her pussy, Carl grew more and more, his cock aching in his pants. He pushed her thong aside and teased her clit with his tongue. Without his even entering her, she slid into her first orgasm, gasping loud and cumming hard.

Carl unzipped his pants and slid his cock into her mouth. Eager to please, she nearly swallowed it, pumping hard down her throat and back up. He came faster than ever before, all the time wondering how an almost virgin could give such good head. She swallowed every drop. Carl collapsed beside her on the carpet.

Joanne was now recovered from her first orgasm, she began touching herself, something she’d never have done before this. Carl became hard again as he watched her fingers probe and explore before she brushed his lips with her cum soaked fingers, Carl licked eagerly.

As she saw his cock swell again, her excitement grew, she sat on top of him, her back at his face, and began grinding onto him, taking his prick all of the way in her and back out so the head almost fell out before drawing it all the way back inside her.She rode him for a while until they both began rocking in sync. Carl felt her tight pussy clench and her legs begin to shake. Her fanny muscles squeezed his cock to the verge of cumming. As soon as her climax passed, she cruelly pulled off of him, not allowing him the satisfaction of burying his load deep within her. She smirked and walked away, leaving him with the image of her ass wiggling down the hallway.

Joanne returned with mischievous look on her face, hands behind her back, obviously hiding something. She positioned herself in a 69 on their sides. She licked his pulsing member until she felt him slip three fingers into her soaking pussy.. She pumped harder and harder with her hand while nibbling at his head. Joanne had her third orgasm while her hand brought him to what would be his second.

He came hard, spurting out hot sticky cum. She used Carl’s cum to lubricate the dildo she had hid behind her back. Just as he seemed to have squeezed every last drop out she slid the vibrator into his ass hole. Without a pause for his spent cock to re-harden, he felt loads of fresh cum spewing from his penis, Joanne was surprised at just how much… before he collapsed on the floor, completely exhausted and thoroughly satisfied.

After a rest, Joanne began cleaning the carpet and couch, both were soaked with her cum. Carl had left in a trance golfing gloves in hand, though golf was the last thing on his mind.

And both were eager for the next time her parents were out.