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a saturday night
Posted:Apr 10, 2007 12:15 am
Last Updated:Nov 13, 2007 10:48 am
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It was a hot Saturday afternoon and as Ann sat in her living
room wondering how she would kill the afternoon and evening
since her boy-friend Tom had gone up to the mountains fishing,
she decided that she might as well make her weekly trip to
the supermarket for groceries. She decided that there
was no need to change clothes as she was wearing a mini-skirt
and a light pull over. The fact that she had nothing underneath
did not bother her as she rarely wore undies anyway. While
she was locking up the doors of the house, she remembered
the day she had met Jenny and the time they had afterward.
"Not today." she thought to herself, "I
will never have that kind of chance encounter again anyway." These thoughts did not leave, however, as Ann drove the
five blocks to the market. Even as she parked the car and
went into the market, she kept remembering her first contact
with Jenny and the raw excitement of her first sexual contact
with another woman. The thought still remained with her
as she strolled the asiles with the squeeking shopping
cart. This being the third week-end of the month, there were relatively
few shoppers during the afternoon. Ann was, in a way, relieved
by this fact so she took her mind off sex and continued her
rounds, picking up needed items. As she approached the check-out counter, Ann noticed a
very heavy-set woman in her late thirties standing next
to her. This woman was about 5'2" and appeared
to weigh well over 200 pounds, and as she was not a person who appeared
to be what one would call overly sexy looking, Ann decided
to strike up a conversation. "Real hot out there today." Ann commented to
the large lady. "It sure is. I don't mind doing the shopping here
today, though, "cause I don't have an A/C at home, only a swamp
cooler, " replied the lady. "My old man is too cheap to put in an A/C and
would rather spend his money in those damn bars down on Van Buren
St.. Sorry, I'm complaining again, this is one of my
worst faults. It's just when I'm hot and sweating, I get a bit
out of sorts." "I know what you mean", replied Ann, "I
get that way myself on occasion but I do have a cool house and that really makes
a difference." As she said this, an idea popped into
Ann's head. Here was a possibly lonely housewife who might appreciate
a cool glass of iced tea in a cool house and she would be someone
to talk to to while-away the afternoon that promised to
be very boring otherwise. "Pardon me for being so foreward, but if you would
like, why don't you come over to my place nearby and have a
glass of iced tea and chat for a while, that is if you have the time?"
Ann really was not expecting to receive an affirmative
reply and so was surprised when the lady answered, "If
you really mean that, I would be ever so happy to visit for
a while." "Let me introduce myself, my name is Julie Peterson
and I live out in West Glendale, married to a used car salesman
and I have two . That's just about it, how about
you ?" "I'm Ann Smithfield, single with a live-in boyfriend
in the construction field and no . OK, you follow
my red Mustang and we will be there in about three minutes, "
replied Ann as the went to the parking lot. The drive to Ann's house was short and uneventful.
When they arrived, Julie helped Ann carry the purchases into
the small wooden frame row house and at Ann's suggestion,
Julie seated herself in the living room while Ann poured
some of her special Chinese iced tea. As the two women talked, Ann examined her new-found friend.
Julie was all of 200 pounds with some to spare. She had very
large thighs and an extremly generous bust. She did not,
however, have a protruding belly but was sort of round all
the way around. This was in sharp contrast to Ann who was
5'6" and the classic shape of 33-22-34. Regardless
of the difference between the two, Ann felt rather comfortable
with Julie, and this started Ann thinking again. Julie also appeared quite confortable and she talked away
about the heat, her , her bar-hopping husband,
and her life in general. Ann followed the conversation
and told about her life, excluding her sexual adventures,
and her boy friend Tom and his fishing trips. Both women
agreed that at times, men could be rather distant and thus
cause the women folk great periods of boredom. Also in contrast to Ann, Julie was dressed in a loose pull-
over blouse and a medium length skirt which was below her
knees when standing but pulled up a bit when she sat down.
As she leaned foreward to take a sip of tea, Ann could see
into the blouse and observed the large, unsupported, breasts
moving about. This again started Ann thinking and this
time she was not able to halt the thoughts completely. Ann
realized with a start that this woman sitting in her living
room had turned her on without realizing it.As the conversation
progressed, Ann was busy trying to come up with an idea which
would lead to a discussion of sex. Then she knew. "You say that Charlie, your husband is always away
at the bars, dosen't this, shall we say, preclude much of a sex life?"
asked Ann. "You bet it does. The last time Charlie fooled around
was so long ago I don't remember when. I guess that it is
because I am so over-weight that he doesn't find me stimulating.
Do you think that I am too fat to be sexy?" "I really don't know. That would depend on a lot
ot things from how a person dresses, what they look like without clothes,
how they react to sex, and if they are horny much of the time,
" replied Ann. "I don't know about the first but I do know that
I spend a lot of time being horny. When I go to the supermarket, I watch
for bulges in men's pants, or those who forget to zip
themselves up properly. Sometimes, I get so bad that I wish that someone
would me, as long as they were gentle. Today I even thought
of buying a cucumber to use when I got home. I'm sure
that such thoughts are never in your mind, being as pretty and slim
as you are." "To tell the truth, Julie, I'm no different from
you. There are those times when I get to horny that I want to have sex
with anyone, male or female." As she said this, Ann
was watching Julie very carefully out of the corner of her eye. Julie did not respond as fast as usual but appeared to be
thinking. She then, after a minute and without looking
up, said, "I have the same thoughts but I try to keep
them out of my mind. When I see the pantie line through some lady's
slacks or skirt, I some-times think about this but the thought
disturbs me because I am sure that no woman would like to
fool around with another woman, especially me."
Ann remained silent and Julie continued, "Did you
ever, how do I say this, ever touch another woman's body or anything
like that happen to you?" "Yes, once." replied Ann. "But I lost
contact with the lady because she became so over-sexed that I now find her embarrassing
to be with." "You know, " continued Ann, "I found
the touch of another woman different from that of a man and sometimes even more exciting."
As she said this, Ann could feel her stomach getting tight.
She also could feel the warmth of her pussy and knew that
she was now wet and ready. Before she could decide what more
she would say, Julie spoke up. "Am I too fat for you to fool around with ?" "Are you sure that you would not regret what we might
do?" answered Ann. "If you don't find me repulsive, I would love
to see what we might be able to........" replied Julie. Ann was now starting to shake inside and she knew that this
was a sure sign that she would enjoy what might follow. Without
saying a word more, Ann got up and sat next to Julie on the
couch. Julie turned to her and Ann slowly put her hand on
Julie's breast. It was much bigger than Ann realized
and as she lifted it she could feel the rock hard nipple.She
then released the huge tit and moved down to the floor at
Julie's knees. With a very gentle touch, she slid up
Julie's skirt almost to her panties, but not quite. She then gently
stroked the inside of Julie's thighs which opened
further and further with each touch. Continuing her touch, Ann
lightly touched the bulging pantie where the dampness
showed like a dark spot and marked the location of the pussy's opening.
"Oh my God, " moaned Julie, "I'm
going to explode!" "Easy does it" Ann said as she slid down the plain
cotton panties and placed them on the coffee table."Just relax and enjoy."
With the panties gone, Ann continued her stroking of the
thighs and then, leaning foreward, touched the protruding
button of Julie's cunt with her tounge.Ann could smell
the oder of female and a slight natural oder of sweat. Separating
Julie's legs a bit more, Ann ran her tounge up the entire
length of the now red-lipped pussy and heard Julie moan
again. The smell of the pussy and the taste of the pussy was
getting Ann so excited that she reached down and started
rubbing herself at the same time she licked and poked at
Julie's cunt with her tounge. As Ann stopped for a minute
and looked up, she saw Julie with her eyes closed and her
head thrown back while she was rubbing and squeezing her
own nipples. "Please get down on the floor with me, "Ann suggested
and Julie climbed off the couch, stripped off her remaining
clothes and stood there waiting for Ann. Ann smiled and
removed her skirt and blouse and then motioned for Julie
to lay down, which she did. Ann straddled the large woman
and put her cunt in Julie's face as she lay over the belly
and started licking Julie's cunt anew. In this new position, Ann did not know what to expect but
then she felt the delicious sensation of a tounge on her
own cunt and knew that Julie was getting the idea. Ann slipped
her arms around the oversized hips and brought her hands
to the lips of Julie's cunt, separating the sides and
running her tounge into the opening which was starting to drip a
creamy fluid. Ann lapped up the fluid and, with the building
sensations coming from her own cunt, wet her fingers and
slid all four fingers into Julie. As she did this, Julie
started bucking her hips and Ann knew the climax would be
near. She then realized that everything she did to Julie
was being done to her as well. Knowing this, Ann wet a finger
on her other hand and, with a little push, slid it into Julie's
ass hole. This was then also done to Ann and then nothing
in the world could stop either woman. They finger fucked
each other as if the world was about to end. As Ann felt the climax coming she rubbed her cunt back and
forth over Julie's face faster and faster. Then came
the explosion and her whole insides contracted and she collapsed
on Julie, who also had come at about the same time. As the feeling subsided, Ann turned and lie next to Julie
and took a nipple into her mouth as she gently sucked. To
her surprise, a jet of hot liquid filled her mouth and she
realized that Julie had milk. Julie looked at Ann and said, "Please milk me dry.
I usually milk myself and drink it in coffee and Charlie never found
out.I feel real sexy and uninhibited when I do that but I
would rather have you take it this way." Sucking away on Julie's tits made Ann horny all over
again so she reached up and took Julie's panties and shoved
them into her onw cunt, creating the feeling of an enormous dick
inside of her. Julie watched her do this and then took her
blouse and forced in as much as would go, leaving only one
sleeve sticking out. Each woman then rubbed themselves
while Ann continued her sucking of the second tit. Just
as she was about to finish the milk supply, both women came
with an explosion that both felt insides themselves and
from the other. As they lay back, relaxed and drained, the
telephone rang. Ann answered the phone and learned that Tom was in town and
wanted to know if Ann needed anything at the store. Ann suggested
that he pick up some hot dogs and rolls, which would take
some time because he would have to go to the bank first. Julie was all upset but Ann calmed her down saying, "Don't
worry. It will take him a half hour or more before he will
get here. Before you go, let me say that we have only just
begun, unless you don't want to get together again."
Julie looked at Ann and said, "Let me give you my telephone
number and whenever, and I mean whenever you would like
to get together for cookies and milk, you supply the cookies
and I will supply the milk." As she dressed, Ann noticed
that Julie's tits were a little smaller than before
and she mentioned this. "Don't worry Ann, by tonite they will be back
as usual and I will have plenty for my morning coffee when I'll think
about what we have just done and will get horny all over again."
After Julie had left and Ann was waiting for Tom, she sat
thinking that this was an experience she would repeat
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a saturday night
Posted:Apr 10, 2007 12:14 am
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2007 9:53 am
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It was a hot Saturday afternoon and as Ann sat in her living
room wondering how she would kill the afternoon and evening
since her boy-friend Tom had gone up to the mountains fishing,
she decided that she might as well make her weekly trip to
the supermarket for groceries. She decided that there
was no need to change clothes as she was wearing a mini-skirt
and a light pull over. The fact that she had nothing underneath
did not bother her as she rarely wore undies anyway. While
she was locking up the doors of the house, she remembered
the day she had met Jenny and the time they had afterward.
"Not today." she thought to herself, "I
will never have that kind of chance encounter again anyway." These thoughts did not leave, however, as Ann drove the
five blocks to the market. Even as she parked the car and
went into the market, she kept remembering her first contact
with Jenny and the raw excitement of her first sexual contact
with another woman. The thought still remained with her
as she strolled the asiles with the squeeking shopping
cart. This being the third week-end of the month, there were relatively
few shoppers during the afternoon. Ann was, in a way, relieved
by this fact so she took her mind off sex and continued her
rounds, picking up needed items. As she approached the check-out counter, Ann noticed a
very heavy-set woman in her late thirties standing next
to her. This woman was about 5'2" and appeared
to weigh well over 200 pounds, and as she was not a person who appeared
to be what one would call overly sexy looking, Ann decided
to strike up a conversation. "Real hot out there today." Ann commented to
the large lady. "It sure is. I don't mind doing the shopping here
today, though, "cause I don't have an A/C at home, only a swamp
cooler, " replied the lady. "My old man is too cheap to put in an A/C and
would rather spend his money in those damn bars down on Van Buren
St.. Sorry, I'm complaining again, this is one of my
worst faults. It's just when I'm hot and sweating, I get a bit
out of sorts." "I know what you mean", replied Ann, "I
get that way myself on occasion but I do have a cool house and that really makes
a difference." As she said this, an idea popped into
Ann's head. Here was a possibly lonely housewife who might appreciate
a cool glass of iced tea in a cool house and she would be someone
to talk to to while-away the afternoon that promised to
be very boring otherwise. "Pardon me for being so foreward, but if you would
like, why don't you come over to my place nearby and have a
glass of iced tea and chat for a while, that is if you have the time?"
Ann really was not expecting to receive an affirmative
reply and so was surprised when the lady answered, "If
you really mean that, I would be ever so happy to visit for
a while." "Let me introduce myself, my name is Julie Peterson
and I live out in West Glendale, married to a used car salesman
and I have two . That's just about it, how about
you ?" "I'm Ann Smithfield, single with a live-in boyfriend
in the construction field and no . OK, you follow
my red Mustang and we will be there in about three minutes, "
replied Ann as the went to the parking lot. The drive to Ann's house was short and uneventful.
When they arrived, Julie helped Ann carry the purchases into
the small wooden frame row house and at Ann's suggestion,
Julie seated herself in the living room while Ann poured
some of her special Chinese iced tea. As the two women talked, Ann examined her new-found friend.
Julie was all of 200 pounds with some to spare. She had very
large thighs and an extremly generous bust. She did not,
however, have a protruding belly but was sort of round all
the way around. This was in sharp contrast to Ann who was
5'6" and the classic shape of 33-22-34. Regardless
of the difference between the two, Ann felt rather comfortable
with Julie, and this started Ann thinking again. Julie also appeared quite confortable and she talked away
about the heat, her , her bar-hopping husband,
and her life in general. Ann followed the conversation
and told about her life, excluding her sexual adventures,
and her boy friend Tom and his fishing trips. Both women
agreed that at times, men could be rather distant and thus
cause the women folk great periods of boredom. Also in contrast to Ann, Julie was dressed in a loose pull-
over blouse and a medium length skirt which was below her
knees when standing but pulled up a bit when she sat down.
As she leaned foreward to take a sip of tea, Ann could see
into the blouse and observed the large, unsupported, breasts
moving about. This again started Ann thinking and this
time she was not able to halt the thoughts completely. Ann
realized with a start that this woman sitting in her living
room had turned her on without realizing it.As the conversation
progressed, Ann was busy trying to come up with an idea which
would lead to a discussion of sex. Then she knew. "You say that Charlie, your husband is always away
at the bars, dosen't this, shall we say, preclude much of a sex life?"
asked Ann. "You bet it does. The last time Charlie fooled around
was so long ago I don't remember when. I guess that it is
because I am so over-weight that he doesn't find me stimulating.
Do you think that I am too fat to be sexy?" "I really don't know. That would depend on a lot
ot things from how a person dresses, what they look like without clothes,
how they react to sex, and if they are horny much of the time,
" replied Ann. "I don't know about the first but I do know that
I spend a lot of time being horny. When I go to the supermarket, I watch
for bulges in men's pants, or those who forget to zip
themselves up properly. Sometimes, I get so bad that I wish that someone
would me, as long as they were gentle. Today I even thought
of buying a cucumber to use when I got home. I'm sure
that such thoughts are never in your mind, being as pretty and slim
as you are." "To tell the truth, Julie, I'm no different from
you. There are those times when I get to horny that I want to have sex
with anyone, male or female." As she said this, Ann
was watching Julie very carefully out of the corner of her eye. Julie did not respond as fast as usual but appeared to be
thinking. She then, after a minute and without looking
up, said, "I have the same thoughts but I try to keep
them out of my mind. When I see the pantie line through some lady's
slacks or skirt, I some-times think about this but the thought
disturbs me because I am sure that no woman would like to
fool around with another woman, especially me."
Ann remained silent and Julie continued, "Did you
ever, how do I say this, ever touch another woman's body or anything
like that happen to you?" "Yes, once." replied Ann. "But I lost
contact with the lady because she became so over-sexed that I now find her embarrassing
to be with." "You know, " continued Ann, "I found
the touch of another woman different from that of a man and sometimes even more exciting."
As she said this, Ann could feel her stomach getting tight.
She also could feel the warmth of her pussy and knew that
she was now wet and ready. Before she could decide what more
she would say, Julie spoke up. "Am I too fat for you to fool around with ?" "Are you sure that you would not regret what we might
do?" answered Ann. "If you don't find me repulsive, I would love
to see what we might be able to........" replied Julie. Ann was now starting to shake inside and she knew that this
was a sure sign that she would enjoy what might follow. Without
saying a word more, Ann got up and sat next to Julie on the
couch. Julie turned to her and Ann slowly put her hand on
Julie's breast. It was much bigger than Ann realized
and as she lifted it she could feel the rock hard nipple.She
then released the huge tit and moved down to the floor at
Julie's knees. With a very gentle touch, she slid up
Julie's skirt almost to her panties, but not quite. She then gently
stroked the inside of Julie's thighs which opened
further and further with each touch. Continuing her touch, Ann
lightly touched the bulging pantie where the dampness
showed like a dark spot and marked the location of the pussy's opening.
"Oh my God, " moaned Julie, "I'm
going to explode!" "Easy does it" Ann said as she slid down the plain
cotton panties and placed them on the coffee table."Just relax and enjoy."
With the panties gone, Ann continued her stroking of the
thighs and then, leaning foreward, touched the protruding
button of Julie's cunt with her tounge.Ann could smell
the oder of female and a slight natural oder of sweat. Separating
Julie's legs a bit more, Ann ran her tounge up the entire
length of the now red-lipped pussy and heard Julie moan
again. The smell of the pussy and the taste of the pussy was
getting Ann so excited that she reached down and started
rubbing herself at the same time she licked and poked at
Julie's cunt with her tounge. As Ann stopped for a minute
and looked up, she saw Julie with her eyes closed and her
head thrown back while she was rubbing and squeezing her
own nipples. "Please get down on the floor with me, "Ann suggested
and Julie climbed off the couch, stripped off her remaining
clothes and stood there waiting for Ann. Ann smiled and
removed her skirt and blouse and then motioned for Julie
to lay down, which she did. Ann straddled the large woman
and put her cunt in Julie's face as she lay over the belly
and started licking Julie's cunt anew. In this new position, Ann did not know what to expect but
then she felt the delicious sensation of a tounge on her
own cunt and knew that Julie was getting the idea. Ann slipped
her arms around the oversized hips and brought her hands
to the lips of Julie's cunt, separating the sides and
running her tounge into the opening which was starting to drip a
creamy fluid. Ann lapped up the fluid and, with the building
sensations coming from her own cunt, wet her fingers and
slid all four fingers into Julie. As she did this, Julie
started bucking her hips and Ann knew the climax would be
near. She then realized that everything she did to Julie
was being done to her as well. Knowing this, Ann wet a finger
on her other hand and, with a little push, slid it into Julie's
ass hole. This was then also done to Ann and then nothing
in the world could stop either woman. They finger fucked
each other as if the world was about to end. As Ann felt the climax coming she rubbed her cunt back and
forth over Julie's face faster and faster. Then came
the explosion and her whole insides contracted and she collapsed
on Julie, who also had come at about the same time. As the feeling subsided, Ann turned and lie next to Julie
and took a nipple into her mouth as she gently sucked. To
her surprise, a jet of hot liquid filled her mouth and she
realized that Julie had milk. Julie looked at Ann and said, "Please milk me dry.
I usually milk myself and drink it in coffee and Charlie never found
out.I feel real sexy and uninhibited when I do that but I
would rather have you take it this way." Sucking away on Julie's tits made Ann horny all over
again so she reached up and took Julie's panties and shoved
them into her onw cunt, creating the feeling of an enormous dick
inside of her. Julie watched her do this and then took her
blouse and forced in as much as would go, leaving only one
sleeve sticking out. Each woman then rubbed themselves
while Ann continued her sucking of the second tit. Just
as she was about to finish the milk supply, both women came
with an explosion that both felt insides themselves and
from the other. As they lay back, relaxed and drained, the
telephone rang. Ann answered the phone and learned that Tom was in town and
wanted to know if Ann needed anything at the store. Ann suggested
that he pick up some hot dogs and rolls, which would take
some time because he would have to go to the bank first. Julie was all upset but Ann calmed her down saying, "Don't
worry. It will take him a half hour or more before he will
get here. Before you go, let me say that we have only just
begun, unless you don't want to get together again."
Julie looked at Ann and said, "Let me give you my telephone
number and whenever, and I mean whenever you would like
to get together for cookies and milk, you supply the cookies
and I will supply the milk." As she dressed, Ann noticed
that Julie's tits were a little smaller than before
and she mentioned this. "Don't worry Ann, by tonite they will be back
as usual and I will have plenty for my morning coffee when I'll think
about what we have just done and will get horny all over again."
After Julie had left and Ann was waiting for Tom, she sat
thinking that this was an experience she would repeat
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LOVE
Posted:Feb 10, 2007 6:55 pm
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2007 9:53 am
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Love .. love is what makes you crazy for love
love is makes you hungry for love
love is makes you happy
love is the essence of life - the source of all being - love
is the sugar of life
love is the cause of life - the purpose of life and the reason
to live
love is magic
love does magic
love creates magic - true divine magic beyond expectations,
beyond limits !
2 Comments
Lets ride
Posted:Mar 19, 2006 11:49 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2007 12:11 am
3591 Views

Would you be open to fucking along the side of I-35. Take
you for a ride on my motorcycle, with your top off, and wearing
a sexy little mini skirt and knee high boots. The seat vibrating
between your legs, your panties and seat soaked in your
juices. You see a sign ahead, rest stop 2 miles. You can't
stand it and need to be fucked, until your pussy is full of
cum. You lower your hand to my cock and start rubbing it.
As we pass the exit sing you point to it, telling me to pull
over and pound your soaking wet pussy. You rub on my cock
until we reach the exit. As we are starting to exit, you unzip
your miniskirt, and place it in my lap. Wearing only a black
lace bra and black thong. As we enter the rest stop, you unzip
my jeans. Soon as we stop, your climbing off headed to a picnic
table. Your sitting on the picnic table as i walk up, legs
spread wide open rubbing your pussy and breast. I walk up
and sit down, pushing you onto your back, and tear your thong
off. And I start you eat your soaked pussy, until you start
crying out fuck me. I turn you over on the picnic table, and
start fucking you dripping pussy, as cars are passing by
on the interstate, and pulling into the road side park.
You fell your orgasm building, and hear voices. Not wanting
to be caught you fight to hold your scream in, as my cock pounds
your pussy. My cock going deep into your soaked hole, then
sliding out and pound to your depth again. Over and over
as your fighting to keep from screaming in pleasure. Then
my cock slide out and you can hear your soaking wet pussy
let it go, sounds like everyone should hear it. Then you
feel my cock pressing against your asshole, as the nights
cool air brushes across your throbbing pussy. Your juices
running down your legs, as my cock slowly enters into your
ass. You don't know what to do, should we stop, but you
want and need it so bad. My cock entering your ass, until
your ass is full of cock. I tell you in aloud voice, "I"M
GOING TO FILL YOUR ASSHOLE WITH MY HOT CUM". You lose
control, think about your going to have your ass filled
with cum. You moan out yes, please fuck my tight little ass,
until you cum, not caring if anyone hears you. You need need
your ass filled, is all you an think about. Let me know if
you would like to play sometime
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a Little something
Posted:Mar 18, 2006 6:16 am
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2008 4:05 pm
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Christina?” The professor’s voice boomed from inside
his office. “You can come in now.” Slowly Christina dragged
herself up off the bench. The hard slats had left marks on
the backs of her thighs. She rubbed at them and straightened
the pleats in her skirt, nervously trying to compose her
appearance before she went in. She smoothed the top of her
head and twirled the end of her ponytail into one bouncy
curl.
Her shoes scuffed on the hardwood floor, announcing her
presence before she appeared in the doorway to his office.
The interior was dimmed by the heavy drapes drawn over the
windows behind his desk. The light in the hall illuminated
her from behind, silhouetting her adolescent long legs.
She reluctantly stepped into the office, her shoulders
slumped, her lips in a sullen pout. She knew she was in trouble
and was trying not to care. “Sit, ” the professor commanded
her, motioning to a chair.
Christina did so, slouching in the big studded leather
chair in front of the fortress of his desk. She crossed her
legs, nudging the front of the oak desk with one of her mary
janes. Idly she wiggled her foot to make designs on the polished
surface with a residue of the rubber from her shoe. The muted
light shimmered over her legs. Christina tugged her skirt
a little lower so that it didn’t ride up so high.
“I assume you know why you’re here, ” he said sternly. She
nodded, her ponytail bobbing. He continued. “It puzzles
me that you refused to incriminate any of the others involved
in this--” he seemed lost for words. “This mess, ” he finished.
“You realize that by taking all of the blame you risk expulsion.”
Christina’s head jerked up at the mention of being kicked
out completely. The professor took in her consternation.

“You cannot expect me to tolerate such behavior without
some sort of punishment.”
“I know.” Her voice wasn’t much more than a whisper. Christina’s
lower lip trembled.
“I am going to be lenient with you, Christina.” She dared
to look at him now, her large eyes apprehensive. He was not
looking at her, was instead examining the backs of his hands
on the desk. Her eyes dropped to notice how long his fingers
were. Involuntarily Christina saw a split-second image
of his fingers buried deep in her, stroking her G-spot,
his thumb rubbing her clit as she cried out. Her face did
not change, but when he looked up at her a blush colored the
tips of her ears. A new kind of fear was in her eyes.
Suddenly the professor rose from his massive chair behind
the desk. He linked his hands together behind his back and
paced his office, nearing the door. Anxiously Christina
watched him, twisting her head to follow his movements.
Her hands were restless in her lap. The professor shut the
door to his office. “What kind of punishment do you think
you deserve, Christina?”
She turned around more fully, uncrossing her legs and
leaning around the edge of her chair. “What do I think I deserve?”
Her voice was still unsteady. Christina looked at him,
tall and intimidating. She bit her lip. “Um, that is--”
“Yes?” He urged her to go on.
“Well, I don’t think… I don’t think you should expel me.”
She said the words in a rush and winced. Maybe she shouldn’t
have brought up the dreaded possibility. It seemed more
likely that it would actually happen now that she had mentioned
it. To her surprise the professor laughed.
“Expulsion is not what I had in mind, ” he said, for the
first time his voice warming. She sighed in relief, blowing
her bangs off her forehead. Christina relaxed a little,
knowing that whatever punishments she suffered, at least
she would stay in school. She realized the professor had
moved closer, was in fact standing over her. “I won’t expel
you if you promise to be a good girl.”
The hairs on the back of Christina’s neck stood up. What
was he referring to? What did he want her to do? What should
she say? She licked her lips and looked up at him, trying
to discern his meaning. His face was guarded, showing no
expression, waiting for her answer. “I’ll be good, ” she
said in a small voice. No more chewing gum in class, no more
smoking in the bathroom or kissing boys in the library or
swearing. She would be on her best behavior from now on.

“I want you to promise.”
“I promise. I’ll be good.” Anything to avoid being sent
home in disgrace.
“Say it. Say you’ll be a good girl.”
“I’ll be a good girl.” At her words the professor’s face
finally changed from the stern mask to a tight smile. She
did not have time to interpret the strange smile before
he responded.
“Good.” He bent his head close to her ear and she could smell
his cologne. “Bend over the desk, Christina.” She stiffened.
“You heard me. You said you’d be a good girl. So be one, ”
he commanded her, his breath stirring a wisp of her hair.
Slowly she rose from her chair and stood in front of his huge
desk, only bending slightly from the waist. Her cheeks
burned and her mouth was dry.
He stood behind her, a heavy hand between her shoulder
blades pushing her forward until she could smell the papery
scent of the blotter on his desk. Christina’s hands pressed
against the desk on either side of her head. She trembled,
not knowing what to expect. The professor stood back, appreciating
the subservient picture she made. Her plaid skirt had risen
from its original position at the backs of her thighs to
frame the curves of her ass, exposed by the tiny pair of thong
underwear that she wore. He could see goose bumps breaking
out on her pale skin.
“What’s going to happen next?” Christina’s unsteady
voice was muffled by the desk. “What are you going to do to
me?” She could feel the professor’s warm hand stroke her
leg. She trembled as it rose higher to smooth over her butt.

“Why don’t you just wait and see? “ His fingers traced the
line of her thong, from high on her hip down to the cleft of
her ass. She jerked as he touched her asshole through the
thin cotton, but he didn’t linger. His touch continued
down between her legs to the warmth of her pussy. Christina
jumped again, but this time he felt a spurt of wetness against
the fabric of her panties.
Christina closed her eyes in humiliation. Imagine getting
turned on by your teacher, letting him feel you this way!
Her mind relented in order to avoid getting expelled. Yet
her body was only too happy to respond to his insulting touch.
He stroked her through her underwear, feeling the small
firmness of her clit against his fingertip. Christina
let out a gasp, but refused to let herself arch against his
hand as she wanted to. His fingers left her pussy. Her hips
gave a backward thrust, as though trying to persuade them
to come back. But his hands were already somewhere else.

The professor reached up underneath her skirt to grasp
her thong and pull it down. The meager strip of fabric curled
up as he slid it down her legs, kneeling to pull it off. Christina
stepped out of it one foot at a time, feeling the cool air
in the office assault her hot pussy. Suddenly the temperature
of that air changed again, this time to his warm breath on
her cunt. “I see you shave, ” he said, giving her shivers.
He licked the soft skin of her inner thigh and admired her
handiwork.
Most of her triangle was still there, trimmed short, but
the area just above her clit, all the way between her legs
and back up to her asshole was shaved as smooth as his face.
Without ceremony the professor stuck his tongue into her
wet pussy. Christina gasped in shock at the sudden intrusion.
She tried to squirm away from him, but his hands held her
firmly. One of his hands, still entangled in her underwear,
held her by the ankle, his fingers pinching it hard. He moved
the other hand from where he had held her hip in a bruising
grip. His long fingers spread her moistness, reached up
to tantalize her clit. He massaged it hard. She lunged forward
on the desk, grinding her hips into his mouth.
Christina moved against his mouth and fingers, riding
his tongue, feeling it inside her slick entry. Her hands
fisted and clutched at the desk, leaving foggy prints on
the shiny wood. Shamelessly she bucked against the fingers
on her clit and moaned into the blotter. An explosion ripped
through her quite unexpectedly. Her hand shot out to grip
the edge of the desk and knocked something off. It went crashing
to the floor as she arched and grappled and gasped through
the climax. She lay limp, panting, still shaking with the
smaller ripples of pleasure. Christina closed her eyes
as her ears burned with shame. She attempted to push herself
up off the desk, but her arms were like jelly.
Little did she know, the professor thought. He straightened,
wiping his mouth with her panties before dropping them
on the desk next to her face. “Can you smell yourself?” he
asked the back of her head. Indeed she could, without much
effort. Her scent was ripe in the room. Christina wished
the earth would swallow her up.
The professor spanked her, hard. The slap stung her ass,
the contact exaggerated by the liquid on his fingers. Christina
cried out at the unexpected pain. Quickly the professor
slid his long fingers inside her wet pussy. Her cry melted
into a moan as she was suddenly filled.
Two of his fingers slid in and out of her cunt, strumming
her G-spot with each thrust. Christina had barely enough
time to relax into that motion before she felt something
new. His tongue returned to her pussy, but did not stay there.
She held her breath as he licked backwards and soon encountered
the sensitive flesh of her asshole. “No, ” she said aloud,
trying to pull away.
The professor pulled away. “Do you really want me to stop?”
He moved his fingers inside her and she arched against them.
Her breathing quickened. He stopped. Christina gave a
tiny moan and moved her hips. Slowly he rubbed her clit with
his thumb. She moaned louder. “Do you?”
Christina shook her head.
“I didn’t hear an answer, ” the professor said, withdrawing
his fingers.
She whimpered. He moved his hand away.
“Answer me.”
“Keep going, ” she breathed. Immediately his fingers
slammed back into her pussy and fucked her hard. Christina
moaned loudly. “Don’t stop, ” she said. He lowered his
head, and she cringed as she imagined what was next. She
gasped when she felt his tongue tease, then enter her asshole.
Christina was both incredibly aroused and disturbed by
this new sensation. She found herself grinding her hips
to his rhythm, in tune with his fingers in her cunt and his
tongue in her ass. Violently Christina came again, screaming,
clenching the muscles in her pussy around his fingers and
writhing against the desk. This seemed to be too much for
the professor. His fingers left her pussy and he gave a final
lick to her ass.
A new pressure that she recognized as his bare cock pressed
against her slick pussy. His hands, damp with her moisture,
steadied her hips as he entered her. Christina moaned as
his cock quickly filled her, wincing at the squishing sound
it made. She was so wet and slippery that he slid into her
tight cunt easily. She gripped the edge of the desk and hung
on for dear life as he fucked her. The professor pushed her
tight against the desk, one hand on her lower back to hold
her steady, and pumped his cock into her cunt. Christina
rose to her toes, tilting her hips to accommodate him better.
The slapping sounds of their activity grew louder, amplified
by the speed and determination with which he fucked her.
Suddenly he stopped, and Christina whimpered, disappointed.
The professor slowly slid his glistening cock out of her
cunt. “Don’t worry, ” he reassured her, “You’re still
going to get fucked like you never have before.” Christina
arched, her cunt seeking his cock, as if to say she certainly
hoped so. His warm hands caressed her ass, spreading the
two cheeks to expose her asshole, still pink and wet from
his earlier ministrations. He slid his dick along the cleft
until the head poked at her hole. Christina stiffened,
waiting for him, her humiliation drowned in desire. She
turned her head.
“Be careful, ” she said, her voice a bit hoarse. “Don’t
hurt me.”
“I won’t, ” he said. “You can take it.” Carefully the professor
guided himself into this tighter opening, helped by the
moisture from her pussy clinging to his cock. Christina’s
face contorted at the strange thrill that went through
her body as he penetrated her ass. She gasped as he slowly
pushed into her, stretching her asshole around his dick.
He began to move, haltingly at first, but when Christina
did not show any signs of discomfort, he quickened his pace.
She relaxed as he screwed her, the motions becoming easier
as her ass grew slick, welcoming him. Now his own moans rivaled
those of Christina, who threw her butt backward onto his
dick, inviting him to fuck her as hard as he had before.
He hammered into her, spurred on by the sight of her immaculate
ass speared by his cock. His hands again sought her hips
to clasp her to him as he fucked her butt. Christina could
feel herself rising rapidly towards another climax, and
clenched the muscles in her ass to bring him with her. He
responded immediately, groaning and spanking her as his
cock hardened inside her. He could feel the shudders of
orgasm begin, deep in his toes. Quickly the creeping wave
flamed up the backs of his legs as she rippled around him.
He exploded, slamming into her as he shook with his climax.

Christina cried out as she came too, clenching and releasing
around his spurting cock. The orgasm whipped through her,
a trail of fire from her ass up into her spine, and she bucked
against his dick. Their convulsions slowed gradually
to nothing more than trembles. Christina lay limp on the
desk, the sheen of sweat on her limbs starting to evaporate.
The professor slid from her ass, which was bright pink and
looked like it had been satisfactorily fucked. He hoped
so.
He pulled Christina’s skirt down to cover her and helped
her to stand up. She was shaky and started to fall. Quickly
the professor lifted her to sit on his desk. It was warm from
her body and she could feel her liquid smear over the surface.
He tilted her chin in a strangely affectionate gesture.
She looked up at him, her eyeliner smeared and her hair wispy
and curling. A saucy look came into her eyes and she smirked
at him. “Can I take this to mean I’m not expelled?”
He had to smile. “You don’t need to fear getting expelled
anymore. I’ll make sure you stay at this school.” The double
meaning was evident, even though his tone was firm. Christina
hopped off his desk, fixing her skirt but making no move
to retrieve her panties. “Can I take that to mean you’ll
be good girl?”
“Oh, no, ” she said, her hand on the front of his pants,
stroking his now-limp cock. She walked towards the door,
her hips and her ponytail swinging. Christina opened the
door, her hand on the knob. She looked over her shoulder
at him. “I like being a bad girl.” She slammed the door on
her way out.
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