Doggie Style

These two guys are carpooling home from work one day. Traffic is barely
crawling along and they are both a bit bored.

So the driver is looking around and suddenly he points at two dogs
having sex on someone's front lawn.

"Look," he shouts "What are the those dogs doing? Are they fighting?"

The passenger, being a man of the world, replies "They are having sex.
Don't tell me that you have never had sex doggie style before?".

The driver, a bit embarrassed, admits that he has never had sex doggie
style.

So the passenger says "You have to try it. It's pretty cool. Here's what
you do. Tonight when you get home, fix your wife a margarita and then
suggest that you want to try this new sexual position."

The driver thinks a bit and then decides he will give it a try.

So the next morning, the two commuters are back in the car and the
passenger asks "Well. How did it go?"

To which the driver replies "It was great. But it took me 6 Margaritas
just to get her on the front lawn.!!!"

The Couple

Kate and her husband Tom were a happily married couple in their mid
thirties. They had a healthy and active sex life. They had planned never to
have children so Tom had had a vasectomy at 28. Kate's sister had had
difficulty concieving and had asked Kate to donate an egg. This was about a
year after Tom's snip. The strange thing was that Kate discovered that the
operation had been unecessary. She was sterile, a similar but more accute
problem than her sister.

Tom didn't mind that he'd had an unecessary operation. They both laughted it
off because they had a little secret. Tom and Kate ran a special service in
their spare time. They were sex teachers. They had a discrete advertisment
placed on a couple of websites and in a local adult magazine.

They had offered the service for the last five years. They would routinely
give demonstrations to their clients and it was more common than not for a
client to join in. In recent years a new facet of the 'business' had
emerged.

Some parents concerned at their adolescent childrens' ignorance in the face
of up coming marriage or sexual activity had begun to send young men and
women to consult the pair.

So long as the kids were of legal age and consented the happy couple would
oblige. Both were happy to encounter young firm bodies, sometimes eager,
sometimes nervous and sometimes petrified. This story concerns two such
young women.

Jenny came from a loving and liberated home. She had been the product of
many nights frenzied lovemaking by her parents and they never wavered in
their commitment or attraction for each other. Sadly not all people in this
world are as enlightened as Jenny's parents were. She had an elderly great
aunt who from an early age had filled Jenny's head with horror stories of
boys, sex and how she had to endure the pain men inflicted upon women.

Jenny had already left high school and got a job. She had a 'boyfriend',
Dan, but her parents became concerned that she wasn't having any sex despite
being nearly 20 and perfectly healthy. Her boyfriend was a nice young man
but deeply frustrated. When her mother spoke to her about it Jenny admited
her terror. Her parents decided to take some action. They had used Kate in
the past to introduce Jenny's mother to the pleasures of saphic love. They
knew what to do.

An appointment was made for Jenny to speak with Kate. Jenny was delivered to
Kate's door and welcomed in. Tom was out of the way so as not to spook
Jenny. The 'problem' was discussed and Kate explained that sex was not a
painful process but incredibly pleasurable. She learned that Jenny didn't
and couldn't or wouldn't masturbate. She resolved to break this barrier
first.

Jenny was flabbergastered as Kate asked her to have drink, take her clothes
off and join her in the spa she and Tom had installed just outside their
bedroom. Jenny was hesitant but Kate seemed nice and it was just the two
women so hestitantly she removed her t-shirt and bra, then dropped her skirt
and cotton panties. She was a pretty girl with a nice body. Jenny would love
to have ravished her then and there but this was a long term project.

Once they were settled in the tub with a bit of wine in them Kate continued.

She explained about how she learned to play with herself as a youngster and
just what to do. Jenny blushed from more than the heat of the spa. Kate was
very tuned on so offered to demontstrate. She sat up on the edge of the spa
spread her legs, opening herself up and gave Jenny a little guided tour of
her pussy before slowly stoking herself to an orgasm. She asked Jenny if she
would like to try then or go home and have a try. Jenny opted for home.

A couple of hours later there was a tearful phonecall from Jenny.

"I can't do it mine doesn't work"

"Don't worry Jenny. Can you get over here tonight. I'll send Tom out"

Jenny agreed and turned up about seven. She'd not really felt anything when
she stroked herself. Kate told her to reach under her skirt and take off her
panties, sit back on the sofa and spread her legs. Her tone of voice brought
instant obedience for the nervous teenager. Kate got on her knees in front
of Jenny and told her that she was going to remember what was about to
happen for a very long time. With that Kate put her lips to Jenny's virginal
little slit and went to work.

It took a full half hour and a couple of false starts but Jenny finally
crossed into sexually functional womanhood.

She left tearfully thanking Kate for her help and promised to let her
boyfriend do the same for her ASAP.

Dan was very happy to be faced with a pantiless Jenny demanding he suck her
off. She had successfully masturbated the day after Kate's ministrations.
She couldn't wait for Dan to lick her pussy. The spell seemed to be broken.
While not as skilfull as Kate, Dan did his best and Jenny had a slow gentle
cum on his aching tongue.

Things went downhill from there though. Dan liberated his cock and, at
Jenny's behest, went to penetrate her for the first time. As his cock
approached her with it's flaring head all wet with precum she felt the first
twitch. Her nerve failed and her pussy went into an involuntary spasm and
not a good one. She felt shame and failure as she burried her head in her
hands.

She rang Kate as soon as she felt composed enough and told her about her
pussy clamping shut. Kate asked her to come over the next evening and told
her that Tom would be there to help. Her protests were overcome when she was
assured that the first man into her pussy would be Dan. Tom was merely to
help her overcome her fear of the dreaded cock.

Kate sucked Tom off about two hours before Jenny arrived so that there would
be no little accidents. She had a subtle but risky plan. She was planning a
foursome with Jenny and Tom and another virgin who had hired Tom to
penetrate her for the first time.

Tom was not to penetrate Jenny just get her used to the feel sight and
sensation of a cock..

The deflowering of 22 year old Francis was to demonstrate how pleasant it
could be. Francis was a sad case. She had never known a man because ill
health had kept her confined at home. She was physically frail but very
beautiful and now the poor thing had only a few months to go before an
operation that, should it fail, could leave her in a vegitative state.

Best Girlfriends

Britney and Lora have been friends as far back as either can remember. Their
parents had been living next to each other since both where toddlers. They
had spend their early school years together and now they were 18 and in
their senior year of high school. Growing up most teachers thought they
where sisters, since their looks where similar. Both where tall, had slender
figures, brown eyes and both had shoulder length light brown hair. Except
Britney's had a slight curl, while Lora's was straight.
While Britney had several boyfriends already and had gone "all the way" with
them, Lora was shyer and not as outgoing as Britney and had only one
boyfriend, whom she only kissed. When the young man tried anything else, she
would shy away from him, pleating that she wasn't ready for anything else.
Of course she knew what sex was all about, Britney had shared her
experiences with her and her parents had explained quite a bit to her as
well. But for some reason, sex seemed gross to her, even though she
masturbated a lot. When she did pleasure herself, she thought about another
female playing with her. While growing up Britney and Lora had shared all
their fantasies with each other, but this one Lora kept strictly to herself.
Plus she wasn't really sure what she felt herself. She liked boys, and was
having a huge crush on one of the guys in her class, but when she thought
about a boy touching her intimately, she felt a real aversion to sex. She
would never let a girl touch her sexually either, but the fantasy aroused
her nevertheless.
Britney's parents where going out of town for the weekend, and with Lora
living just next door, neither parents objected when Britney wanted Lora to
spend the night at her house. The girls had dinner at Lora's house, then
went over to Britney's to spend the evening talking and watching some
videos.
When they got to Britney's room, they settled on the bed and started talking
about the week's events at school. Who was going out with whom, and who was
wearing what. The usual subject's teenage girls talk about. After a while
they decided to watch the movie that Lora had brought over to watch. When
they put it in the VCR, the machine made a few funny noises then ate half of
the tape. Carefully they pulled the tape out, rewinding it back in the case.
Since Britney's parents where not home, they decided to go in the master
bedroom to watch their video there. Taking their snacks and sodas with them,
they marched into the master bedroom and where in awe over the big king-size
bed. Just as Britney wanted to put the tape in the VCR, she noticed another
tape was already in there. Curious what her parents might watch, she hit
play, then settled on the bed next to Lora. The screen flickered to life to
show two women on a couch, one blonde the other a redhead. While the blonde
was lying on her back, with her legs spread wide, the redhead pushed a huge
dildo in and out of her pussy. Dumbfounded the two girls looked at each
other, but neither pressed the stop button on the remote sitting in between
them on the bed. Giggling they continued to watch the two women on the TV in
front of them. Now the redhead was lying on top of the blonde, and there
where licking each other's pussies in the 69 position. The slurping sound
and the moans both women on TV made filled the bedroom. Both Britney's and
Lora's eyes where glued to the screen. Lora had imagined a situation like
this many times before in her fantasies, but actually seeing it played out
in front of her, overwhelmed her. Without even knowing what she was doing,
her right hand moved down on top of her jeans clad crotch. Slowly her middle
finger traced the seam, pressing it against her pussy and creating a
welcoming friction between the fabric of her jeans and her panties. Casting
a glance at Britney, who was still watching the action on TV with amazement,
Lora got braver and opened the zipper of her jeans, sliding one hand down
into her panties touching her moist pussy. Her quiet moan was covered from
the noises from the two women on TV, which where still eating each other
out. Slowly Lora started to stroke her erect clit with one finger. She
rubbed across it with her short fingernail, then flicking it back and forth,
arousing herself even further. Britney in the meantime was getting horny
herself, having her boyfriend lick her many times before; she knew what
having her pussy eaten out felt like. Pressing her legs together, she tried
to hide the fact of her arousal from Lora. But when Britney turned her head
to look at Lora, she was shocked to see her best friend masturbating right
beside her.
"Lora, what the heck are you doing?" Britney gasped staring at her friend.
"Sorry Britney, but I couldn't help myself. I got so horny watching those
two women." Lora replied, while pulling her sticky finger out of her
panties.
"Don't be, I'm aroused myself watching them go at each other. Why don't we
both get more comfortable on the bed here, and if you don't mind, we can
masturbate together?" Shocked at her girlfriends response, but still horny,
Lora slides off the bed to take off her jeans, socks and panties, then sits
back on the bed, leaning back against the pillows to watch Britney do the
same on the other side of the bed. Suddenly shy, both girls don't look at
each other, but avert their attention back to the TV, where now a guy has
joined the scene. He's getting a blowjob from the redhead, while finger
fucking the blonde, who is licking the redheads pussy. It doesn't take long
and Lora's right hand is back in between her legs. Now free to move around
without the restrictive clothing. Adding her left hand, she pulls her outer
vaginal lips apart, exposing her clit and the wet hole. Touching her clit
with her fingertip, she starts to flick it back and forth, while the middle
finger of her left hand finds her wet hole and sinks inside. Pumping in and
out very slowly, matching it to the rhythm of her index finger on her clit.
Britney in the meantime isn't so sure if she hadn't been too bold. Yes, she
loved to masturbate, but in front of her best friend? Sneaking a peek next
to her on the bed, she can see that Lora is already back at it, moaning
quietly as she is pleasuring herself. Switching her attention back and forth
from the TV and Lora, Britney soon decides to cast her doubts away. Lots of
girls probably did this and no harm can come of it. Sliding her shirt up and
undoing her bra, she tosses it on the floor next to the rest of her clothes.
Leaving the shirt pushed up; her left hand finds the already slightly erect
nipples of her breasts. Wetting her fingertip with her mouth, she slowly
starts to circle her left nipple, teasing it to full hardness, then
switching over to the right to do the same. In the meantime her right hand
is on her mound, stroking up and down across it. Parting her lips with her
fingers, she finds her clit, then placing her middle and index finger on it,
she starts to rub it gently. Both girls are moaning gently and quietly as
they masturbate. Each watching the screen alternately, then each other. As
both get closer to orgasm, they close their eyes and concentrate only on
themselves. Not noticing the movie on the TV coming to an end. They climax
almost simultaneously and fall back against the pillows exhausted and
breathing heavily. Giggling they look at each other, feeling both weird and
relaxed. Their hands are sticky from their own juices, and the bedroom now
smells of their sexes.
"I wonder what other surprises my parents have in their bedroom?" Britney
says, and rolls over to explore her father's nightstand. Lora, now curious
as well, sits up to open the drawers on Britney's Moms side of the bed.
Tossing anything of interest on the bed, the girls soon have a small
mountain of sex toys, books and magazines piled up. Cross-legged they sit
across from each other and flick through the mostly sexual literature. Most
magazines feature lesbian stories and pictures much like what they had seen
on the video before. Casting them aside they concentrate on the toys.
Britney's Mom has a large selection of vibrators and dildo's of different
shapes and sizes. While they look at the toys and magazines, Lora has a
clear view of Britney's pussy spread in front of her. She can still see some
moisture glisten on the sparse pubic hair.
Noticing Lora's stare, Britney takes one of the smaller vibrators and turns
it on slow speed.
"Have you ever used one of these Lora?"
"No", she replies, "but I wouldn't mind using one. I wonder what it feels
like?"
"Why don't we find out?" Lora asks, getting brave again. Doubting again for
a second, but casting the doubt away again just as fast, Britney nods, and
gets comfortable on the bed. Propping her head up against the pillows, and
spreading her legs wide.
"Go ahead, try it on me. Like the two women did in the movie earlier."
Turning the vibrator off, Lora slides to kneel in between Britney's spread
legs. Carefully she runs the tip of the penis shaped toy up and down her
best friend's pussy, watching her face for any reaction. Closing her eyes,
Britney leans back, giving Lora the freedom to do with her as she pleases.
Flicking the switch at the end Lora brings the vibrator back to life,
circling the tip on Britney's clit very slowly. A small moan escapes
Britney's mouth as Lora gets bolder and pushes the vibrator into her
friend's still moist pussy. Turning the speed dial up, Lora starts to pump
it in and out; her eyes still glued to Britney's face, watching her
reactions. Using her other hand, she starts to rub the erect clit in front
of her slowly. Britney's eyes fly open a second in surprise, but close just
as fast again, as the double pleasure overwhelms her. Moaning she moves her
hips with the pumping vibrator inside her. Seeing Britney's positive
reaction, Lora intensifies her efforts to bring her friend to a climax.
Pulling the vibrator almost all the way out, then pushing it back in again
in one fluid motion, she strokes her harder and faster with each push in and
out. With her thumb still rubbing Britney's clit, it doesn't take long for
Britney to arch her back and cry out in climax. Slowing down her motions,
but not stopping, Lora continues her motions with the vibrator and her
thumb. Watching as Britney's juices ooze out of her pussy onto the
bedspread. Overcome with the sudden urge to taste her friend, Lora bends her
head forward and starts to lap at Britney's pussy with her tongue. Britney's
hips jerk up in sudden surprise, but still turned on from her recent climax,
she lets her legs fall wide open, and lets Lora have her way of tasting her
first pussy. Making her tongue flat, Lora runs her tongue the full length of
Britney's slit up and down several times. Surprised at her friend's reaction
of letting her do it and surprised of the salty taste of pussy. Lora was the
one with the bisexual tendencies, but guessing that Britney was just on a
sexual high and just wanted to continue to receive pleasure, Lora kept
licking her. Spreading the outer lips apart with both of her thumbs,
Britney's pussy was wide open in front of her. Sticking her tongue out
again, she pointed it right at the still erect clit. Slowly Lora circles her
tongue around it, watching in amazement as it gets harder and fuller. Gently
she nibbles on it, which evokes a small moan from Britney. Placing her mouth
over it, Lora slowly starts to suck on the clit, like she had seen the woman
on TV doing it earlier, while reinserting the vibrator into the still wet
hole. Pumping the vibrator and sucking the clit, soon Lora's face is covered
with Britney's juices. Her girlfriend is arching her back and pressing her
pelvis hard against Lora's face, getting close to another orgasm. Moaning
out loudly and massaging her own breasts, Britney comes hard into Lora's
mouth. Smiling to herself, that she is able to bring another girl to climax
with the help of a toy and her tongue, she laps up the droplets of juice.
Then she sits up beside her friend on the bed, casting the dripping wet
vibrator aside on the bed, looking down at her.
"Wow, I'd never imagined letting another girl bring me to a climax like
that." Britney gasped, still out of breath.
"Me neither" Lora replied, "but I liked doing it."
"You liked it? Have you ever fantasized about something like this?" Britney
asks. Blushing, Lora nods her head.
"Yes I have, and I got so turned on while licking you too." Shocking Lora,
Britney replies
"Would you like me to return the favour?" Unable to speak, Lora just nods
her head again. Surprised by her own courage, Britney leans over to pull her
friend down for a kiss. Half sitting, half lying down Lora returns the kiss.
Shy at first, both keep their lips closed, but curiosity gets the better of
them. Slowly they open their mouths, to explore with their tongues. Sliding
down to lay beside Britney, the girls' hug each other close, while still
continuing to kiss deeply. Their breasts are flattened against each other's
chest, their nipples touching. Without them realising their legs intertwine
as they pull even closer together. Slowly as they relax more and more, their
hands start to travel across the other girls' body. Starting off with the
back, then down to their buttocks, then back up again. Britney surprises
Lora again, when she gently pushes Lora to lay on her back. Leaning over her
girlfriends breasts, she takes one nipple in her mouth, gently circling it
with her tongue, then moving on to the other, while rubbing and squeezing
the first in between her thumb and fore finger of her left hand. Lora moans
out loud, never having experienced such pleasure before; she arches her back
up against Britney's mouth and exploring hands. Slowly Britney works her way
down Lora's body. Kissing her stomach, tickling her belly button with her
tongue, she reaches her pelvis. Britney hesitates before moving down
further, but smelling the sex of another female and their earlier bouts has
heightened her curiosity and Britney moves on. Gently she parts Lora's legs
with her hands, moving to sit in between the spread legs. Knowing what to
do, but not quite wanting to, she first bends her head down to smell.
Rubbing her nose across the soft pubic hair of her girlfriend, she finds the
smell very arousing. Continuing with her nose, she parts the outer lips,
getting her nose all wet from Lora's wet pussy. Using both of her hands, she
holds the outer lips apart, getting her first close up look at what a pussy
looks like. Fascinated she rubs her index finger up and down the length of
Lora's slit one time. Amazed at Lora's moaning reaction, she does it again
and again. Finally Britney has built up enough courage to take her first
taste. Sticking out her tongue, she retraces the path of her finger. Up and
down the entire length of Lora's wet and wide open pussy. Moving back up and
finding the clit, she swirls her tongue around it several times, before
gently sucking on it. Moaning out loud, Lora bucks her hips in the air,
burying Britney's face in her own pussy. Knowing what it felt like from
earlier, being licked and having a vibrator inside, Britney grabs the
vibrator, that's still on the bed, and slowly inserts it into Lora's hole.
Gently, because she knows that Lora has never been with a guy before. But
Lora has been masturbating for so long, and using her own fingers, she has
long since taken her own virginity. Flicking the switch to slow speed,
Britney slowly slides the vibrator in and out, while still licking and
sucking on Lora's clit. Never having been stimulated like this before, Lora
is trashing around on the bed. Her hands gripping the bedspread tightly,
while her pelvis rocks up and down with the movements of the vibrator and
her girlfriends licking and sucking mouth. Moaning out loudly she urges
Britney on not to stop and Britney in return fucks her even harder with the
plastic toy and sucks more vehemently on her clit. Arching her back up as
much as she can, Lora cries out and climaxes hard and long. Taking the
vibrator out of Lora's pussy, Britney laps up the still flowing juices then
when she finally had enough, she moves up to curl up next to Lora on the
bed. Smiling at each other, both girls agree that spending the weekend at
Britney's house was going to be even more fun then they had anticipated.

Meeting Caroline

by velvetglover ©
X-rated thrills at the cinema.

Two women walked past him. A blonde and a brunette. Late twenties, early thirties. Summer dresses under light coats. High heels. Three rows in front of where he was sitting they turned into a row in the smoking section of the half-full cinema, pushed past a middle-aged couple in the end seats, took off their coats and sat down. He noticed there were two empty seats next to the blonde.

They settled themselves, chatting animatedly, heads together. The blonde reached inside her hand-bag, took out a packet of cigarettes and offered them to the brunette. There was a flicker of flame from a lighter as she lit both, then she raised her head and blew a long plume of blue smoke into the air. She turned her body away from the brunette, rested her arm on the back of the seat and looked back towards the door.

She was attractive. Big eyes and a wide mouth. Her fair hair was caught in a pony tail which flicked back over her shoulder as she turned. Her right hand was poised, lifted halfway to her mouth, long fingers lightly balancing the cigarette. She sensed him watching her and looked at him briefly, assessing him, then back towards the door. Was she waiting for someone or watching for some sign of activity that meant the film was due to start? She looked at him again, locking eyes with him for an instant and then turned back to face the screen. The lights began to dim. He felt lucky. She looked perfect. He was aware that his in his hands were sweating and he reached down to rub his palms on his trousers and then rose from his seat and headed for the gents. Quarry sighted.

His sense of excitement had already thickened his cock by the time he unbuttoned his fly and reached inside his trousers. He was not wearing underpants. He sent a golden arc of pee splashing clown the white porcelain. As he finished he stroked the length of his prick, enjoying its heavy fullness. Then he patted himself dry with a tissue and slipped his prick back inside his trousers. He headed back into the darkened cinema, now lit by the flickering light from the screen, sound bouncing from the walls.

The adverts were starting as he made his way down the aisle. He looked anxiously towards where the women were sitting. Had some latecomers taken the two empty seats? Then he relaxed. They were still free. He stopped at the end of the row, bent and murmured, ‘Excuse me’ to the couple in the end seats and pushed past them as they stood up. He put his hand on the seat next to her and bent again. She looked up at him, steady light blue eyes looking directly at him. The light from the screen lit up her face, and he saw that she recognised him as the man who had been watching her.

‘Free?’ he muttered, dry-throated, gesturing to the seat next to her. She nodded twice slowly and parted her lips. ‘Yes,’ she breathed. He noticed she was wearing a flowered print dress with big white buttons down the front. He took off his coat and sat down. On the screen the smiling faces of Chinese waiters and bar staff welcomed guests to a nearby restaurant. ‘After the show, why not visit the Shanghai Restaurant on Talbot Street, near this cinema?’ He breathed deeply and relaxed. Base established.

The adverts ended. He reached into the pocket of his coat and took out his cigarettes. He made a play of searching for his lighter in one after another of his pockets - coat pockets, trouser pockets, coat pockets again. Finally he turned to her. ‘Do you have a light?’ She reached down for her handbag opened it and took out her lighter.

He offered her a cigarette and she took one and then leaned back to include her friend in his offer. He nodded to the brunette, who smiled at him and then he leaned across the blonde to proffer the opened box and gently rested his forearm on her full, rounded thigh. It felt firm and warm under her dress. She did not move. As he moved back she offered a light to the dark-haired woman and then turned to him.

He reached out and took her hand, moving the flame towards the end of his cigarette. Her hand was cool. The slim fingers holding the lighter had long red fingernails. His own hand trembled slightly as he drew on the cigarette and the tip flared briefly. He released her hand and nodded at her. The eyes that looked back at him were full of mischief.

She lit her own cigarette, and in the light cast by the flame he saw long eyelashes and high cheekbones. She had a wide, full-lipped mouth. She took the cigarette from her lips, put the lighter back in her bag, crossed her legs and settled back in her seat. Her shoulder rested against his and he could feel the light pressure of her upper a run along his. Contact.

The main film started - the latest, much hyped X-rated thriller. On screen a woman walked into her bathroom, dropped her short, white, towelling robe to the floor, and got into the shower. Through the thick glass of the shower door, the camera - and the audience - watched her soaping her body. Steam rose as the hot water splashed against her skin.

The camera angle shifted. Her eyes closed against the streams of water, the woman soaped her large breasts, jutting nipples responding to the touch of her own fingers. Another switch of camera angle. She soaped down across her flat belly and began rubbing over the dark bush of her pubic hair. Her hand moved over the bush and down into the V of her legs, sliding lazily through the sluicing water and soap bubbles and then slowed to a sensuous caress over the lips of her cunt.

The camera cut back to her face. Her hair was plastered against her head. Her eyes were still closed but her head was raised and her mouth had opened, allowing streams of water to enter and then gush out. She was enjoying her shower. So was he - and when he took a quick sideways glance at the woman next to him, he saw her lips were parted too.

He raised the cigarette to his lips and, returning his elbow to the armrest, made firmer contact with her arm. There was a pause and then a slight answering pressure. His skin burnt with the heat from her. He moved his left hand across his body, rested it on his arm and with his outstretched finger gently touched her inner forearm and started slowly stroking it with his fingertips. Her flesh felt smooth under the silky fabric of her sleeve. She crossed her legs, shifted her body slightly in her seat and leaned against him.

Emboldened by her response, he spread his thighs and rested the outside of his right leg lightly against hers. She did not move away. Another pause and then again a slight but definite answering pressure from her. He could feel the warmth of her firm, full thigh along the whole length of his own.

He took a last drag on his cigarette and reached forward to put it out. As he leaned back he left his right hand on his thigh. Pressing his leg into the woman’s again, he pressed the back of his hand against her leg and felt the firmness of her thigh through the thin covering of her dress. Sliding his hand down so that his fingers were hidden from view, he started stroking the underside of her thigh with the back of his fingers.

Suddenly the woman broke contact, shifting away from him and sitting up in her seat. He froze. Had he gone too far? Too quickly? She reached forward and put out her own cigarette. Then she reached under her chair, brought out her coat and, feeling inside the pocket, brought out a small hankie. She dabbed her nose, folded the coat and rested it on her lap. Then her leg re-established contact with his thigh. Panic over. He relaxed. And then he realised what she had done. She was giving him some cover.

Elated, he waited a few moments and increased the pressure on her leg. She answered with a subtle but definite increase of pressure herself. He slid his hand underneath her coat and onto her full thigh. The fingers of his questing hand pushed the silky fabric of her dress as he spread his hand on her leg. He could feel the slipperiness of her stocking underneath her dress.

He moved higher on her thigh, her dress moving up with his hand. His fingertips brushed the slight metallic bump of a suspender clip. Moving higher on the warm, broad pathway of her thigh, he felt the outline of her suspender strap under his palm and the flesh of the top of her thigh under his fingers. She shifted again in her seat, lowering her body and opening her legs to help him. Lightly and oh, so slowly he stroked the top of her thigh, moving the silky fabric of her dress over the smooth, broad, slightly rounded surface, content to trace long, lazy circles on her warm flesh, building her desire with his fingertips. He made no attempt to reach for her cunt.

On screen, the woman from the shower was being kissed by a man in a mac and a dark blue suit. Her bathrobe fell open and his hands moved roughly over the woman’s big breasts, squeez-ing them and thumbing her nipples. He pushed his tongue into her open mouth. The bathrobe fell to the floor. The man reached clown to unzip his fly and woman leaned back against a small table, raised her legs and hooked them each side of his waist.

The couple’s mouths came apart as the man in the suit entered her and then their tongues slithered together as they started fucking. The woman next to him squeezed her thighs together in response to what was happening on the screen and then opened them again. He pushed his hand down between her legs, and as it slid down the smooth inner curve of her thigh she opened wider for him.

He reached for her cunt. Through the thin dress he could feel the fabric of her knickers and the flesh-padded, rounded bush of her pubic hair. Her cunt felt slippery and wet. He pushed his middle finger down into the dampness, but though he could feel that she was open to him the bunched fabric of her dress and the tautness of her knickers prevented his finger from penetrating her.

Then she shifted her position in her seat again and his hand was pushed away by the movement. She crossed her legs to exclude him. She leaned towards her friend and whispered something to her. Then she gathered up her coat and stood, waiting to pass him. He moved his legs to the side to let her through and she was gone, pushing past the couple at the end of the row and disappearing up the aisle towards the back of the cinema.

What was wrong? Had he been too eager? He watched the screen and waited. Was she going to return with the manager? Surely not.

The screen was alive with movement and bustle as police swarmed round the dead body of the man in the blue suit. It had been his flat. His shower. Cherchez la femme. But at least the dead man’s face looked as though he had died happy.

And then she was back. The couple at the end of the row stood to let her through. He stood in turn and she smiled her thanks and pushed past him.

Once more she spread her coat loosely over her lap and settled herself. Almost immediately her arm was laid against his and when he moved his leg her thigh was waiting for his.

He relaxed and slid his hand once more under her coat and onto her thigh. Her left hand reached under the coat, squeezed his hand with her long, cool fingers and then lifted it and moved it across her legs. He felt an opening to her dress under his fingers. Pushing his hand inside, he touched her stockinged leg again. His hand moved over the silky nylon, fingers feeling the satin-like texture of the stocking stretched tight over her skin. Then he moved his moved his hand higher, over the small metallic lump of her suspender clip and onto the bare flesh above. He slipped his fingers under the thin strap on her suspender belt and revelled in the feel of her warm, smooth flesh.

He realised what she had done. The dress buttoned all the way down, and she had undone the buttons over her thighs. Once more she moved down in her seat, opening her legs and her lower body to him.

He reached boldly for her cunt. His fingers touched tight, springy hairs over her mound and the pads of his fingertips dipped into the slippery wet flesh of her parted cunt lips. She had also taken off her knickers. She was awash in her own juices. She was ready for him. But he made no move to pene-trate her with his fingers. Using the hard ridge of bone at the top of his palm he worked her, pressing over the flesh-padded mound, cupping his hand over the site of her clitoris and letting the length of his fingers dip into the long, slippery wet welcome of her cunt.

She began moving her body and thighs slowly to the rhythm of his hand. He glanced sideways at her face. Her mouth was slightly open and her eyes, looking up at the screen, were unfocussed and glazed. She reached under her coat and took hold of his wrist. She pushed his hand down. She wanted his fingers inside her. He pushed two fingers up into the slippery smooth velvet of her cunt pressing the ridge of his palm down onto her clitoris. She gasped audibly beside him and he was conscious that her friend had turned to look at them. She was coming. His fingers felt the spasms inside her.

Her thighs closed over his hand and her fingers tightened on his wrist as she worked on the last ripples of her orgasm. Then slowly her whole body relaxed and she moved his hand away, squeezing it again as she let go. She turned to him. Her eyes were wide. Her nostrils flared and her lush lips were curled back slightly over strong white teeth. ‘Thank you,’ she mouthed. Then she settled herself against him.

He reached for his coat, took out a cigarette and, lighting it with his own lighter, handed it to her. He lit another one, leaned across her and handed it to her friend. The brunette looked at him as she took it, eyes full of amusement, and nodded her thanks.

He smiled to himself. One evening soon he was going to escort both these women to the cinema - and sit between them.

Now it was his turn. He sat back and put his coat in his lap. He looked at the blonde again. She was coming down from herhigh. He motioned towards the coat with his eyes and then looked back at her. Her eyes lit up with mischief and she leaned in closer to him.

Her left hand burrowed underneath the edge of his coat, slid over the front of his trousers and reached for his prick. She felt for the shape of him under the cloth and squeezed him between fingers and thumb. Then her fingers left him and deftly unbuttoned its full length and her long, slim fingers reached inside and closed round his bare erect prick.

Her hand freed him from his trousers and, squeezing him gently, started a slow up and down movement over the base of his prick.

He looked up at the screen luxuriating in the touch of her fingers. A detective was sitting in an armchair in the woman’s home. She made them both a drink, handed a tall glass to him and sat on a sofa opposite him. She was wearing a tight dress with a slit up the side. She crossed her legs and lifted her glass to her lips. Her skirt was high over her rounded knees and the slit was parted to reveal the length of her thigh. She looked at the detective over the edge of the glass. Her eyes were daring him, ‘Wanna fuck?’

Under his coat he felt his prick being released from the warmth of her palm. Her fingers began moving slowly over its full rampant length. Then she changed her technique and her fingertips began making slow, gentle circles around the very tip of his prick, teasing him. He was very close to coming.

On screen the detective put his glass down, got out of his seat and moved over to sit beside the woman. He reached for the back of her head, pulling her face towards him and brought her open mouth down onto his. The camera shifted to show her legs opening and the detective’s hand reaching up between her knees, pushing the tight skirt up out of the way. The woman’s body slid down on the sofa and her thighs spread to receive him. Her hands were reaching to undo the detective’s belt. Within seconds they would be fucking. Within minutes the detective would be dead - but smiling.

He felt the woman beside him looking up into his face and then her fingers moved fast to finish him. As her hand pumped over his hot flesh he closed his eyes and concentrated on her hand pulling on his prick, willing him to spurt. And then he was over the edge and falling. His mouth sagged open as his prick began pulsating, jetting spasm after spasm of sperm into the folds of his coat.

Gradually he came down to earth. He looked at the woman next to him. Her eyes were laughing at him and the lush lips of her mouth formed a mock-surprised circular ‘Oh!’ at the amount of come he had shot into his coat. Her hand must have been soaked in it.


Smiling up at him, she took her hand out from under his coat, put the tip of her middle finger on her tongue and sucked it. Then eyes twinkling she leaned up to put her mouth next to his ear.

‘Hi, I’m Caroline,’ she said softly.

He grinned, leaned towards her and whispered into her ear, ‘Do you come often here Caroline?’

The End.

High School Girl

Well here I am in the school from hell...Julia, alone,
drepressed, sexually frustrated, and watching the school teams as I
droul all over the hottest guys in the world.

Each time I go to gym class I see the same chick, a cheerleader,
floating around the guys like a bad fly that just won't go away. She
has go to be the best looking girl in the entire school, and she hanging
around here. From what I've heard she's also the biggest slut around.
I've heard that she has probably fucked most of the male teachers in the
school and at most parties is the 'girl guide' of the party, where she
show all the boys the best time in town.

Well one day in the class, as usuall she is bouncing from one
boy to the next and is making them all hot for her; why she does it I'm
not sure. She sure doesn't lack attention from the boys, for she is
constantly surrounded by them, and constantly being told how beautiful
she is, and this and that...how sick. Is it that she doesn't get it at
home? I don't want to know.

One day after school I sat and watched the boys basketball game
to see if I could pick up one of the stars of that day, for I'm not to
shabby myself. But ofcourse, she just had to be there. Bouncing around
like the slut she is, making all the boys droul, like usuall. Our team
won and I saw her around the boys as they were congratulated by their
coach. Then they went down to their locker room, but I didn't see her
anywhere.

Down in the locker room the boys chatted about the game as they
set themselves up for their showers. Once in the showers, they talked
about various moves they had made, and stuff like that. In comes one
leg, and one of the guys notices it and says, "Hey guys!", they all look
and stop moving around, to see what was going on. The leg moved down
and an arm showed through next, then her body, then she is standing in
front of them. "Well boys, congratulations! I have a present for
all of you." And slowly she removed the bottom half of her cheerleading
outfit. The boys stood there and smiled knowing that they were about to
get a strip show for nothing from her. She slowly removed her top, tp
reveal a black non see-through sports bra, and a full-back pair of black
briefs. Slowly removing the briefs to reveal a dark crimson pair of
thong underwear, and removing her top, to reveal a very tight crimson
thin bra. Moving her hips in a seductive fashion to arouse the boys
cheers, she moved in a circle to show her shapely body to all those who
could see. Turning around she bent over as she removed the crimson
thong, moved her ass invitingly, showing most of her raw, pink cunt to
the crowd of hungry boys. Turning to face them again, she removes her
bra to reveal very hard, yet tender looking breasts that could make you
cum in your pants.

Moving her naked body toward the first boys nearest her, she drops
to her knees and takes his very hard cock into her mouth. Taking him
all the way until he cums into her mouth, then moves on to the boy
across the way and does the same. Moving down the line until every guy
has cummed into her soft mouth, she stands and moves into the main
change room.

After a short while all the boys follow her into the change room
and she lays back onto the benches and spreads her light skinned soft
legs apart so that you can see her very raw, pink, hot pussy; thst is
ready to be fucked harshly by all the boys in the room. One at a time
she calls each of the boys to her and has them inside her untill they
cum deep inside her moist cunt.

After taking each of boys she asks the longest boy to lay down on the
bench, so that he can enter her very small, tight ass. He smiles and
moves to the bench. Moving toward the boy's cock, she can feel his
hands probbing her cunt to make her wet so he can use the wetness from
her cunt to help him penetrate her tight ass. Feeling his fingers
pentrating her ass she moans softly and moves her ass towards his
hands. As he juices her ass, he slowly gets his cock hard and feeds it
into her tight ass. She feels his long cock sliding into her ass, and
moans quite loudly, as she feels his cock move deeper inside her body.
She moves her body towards him until he is completely inside her ass,
then she calls for the star of the game to penetrate her hot, wet cunt;
to make the feeling complete. He boy enters her wet pink cunt with a
grunt, and smiles at her. She calls for two more boys to play with her
tits, and tells two more to get within hands reach of her. She grabs
the boys in reach cocks and strokes them strongly, while two boys suck
on her tits, and the other two fuck her cunt and ass together, making
her scream loudly. One other boy realizes that her scream will be heard
outside and they will be caught, he moves over her mouth and places his
cock into her hot mouth, where she smiles and sucks him off.

After the lot of the boys cum into her body, she stands up and
smiles. She moves to the bench and calls for the boys that didn't get a
chance to play with her the previous time and allows them to fuck her
harshly, while she moans uncontrollably,as she feels each cock pentrate
her cum and the next one show up.

Without warning the coach of the team walks in and sees the boys
fucking girls brains out, and says "What is going on here?" The boys
jump back and look very stupid. The girl says, "I'm sorry Sir, it was
my fault, these boys where taking a shower when I took advantage of
them, by stripteasing for them, and inviting them to fuck me crazy. I
can't help it I'm hungry for sex!" The coach looks at the boys and
says, "Is this true?", the boys nod very stupidily, and move away from
the girl. The coach says, "Is that so, then if you don't tell then I
won't, just let me have my turn and we'll all be happy." The girl
smiles and moves toward the coach holding her tits up invitingly. The
coach takes the girl on the floor, and they had never heard her scream
like she did when the coach fucked her wildly. Getting up after fucking
the girl he mentions to be gone bofore 6:00pm, for the caretakers will
be down to close the building, and to use the outside doors when
leaving.

The coach leaves and the girl allows each of the boys to fuck
her, one after the other, until 5:00pm. Then they all go to the showers
and clean themselves up. Getting dressed th girl smiles and says, "I
guess you boys will win from now on, won't you?"

The cute irony of this story, is that the point of view I tell
it from is first hand, yet there was only one girl in the boy's locker
room that day...

Me... Julia