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“You close?” she said, her eyes twinkling.

“Um, yeah. Pretty close.” I was damn close, in fact.

“Come in my mouth again.”

I was a little suprised at that, and my face must have shown it.

“I’m not on the pill,” she explained, then after a moment added, “and
yeah, I liked the feeling of your come in my throat.”

That did it. She was begging to drink my come. I could hold back no
further, and I pulled out and slid my groin up her chest, over her tits,
and let her take me deeply into her throat. In three hard sucks I was
coming, the feel of her firm tits against my ass accentuating the
experience. I must have come more the second time than the first,
because quite a bit leaked out the corners of her mouth.

After I pulled out, she scooped up the come from her cheeks and sucked
it off her fingers. Her espression was one of wild lust combined with
serene satisfaction. We laid on the bed together for at least an hour,
dozing in each other’s arms. Finally, I glanced at my watch and saw
that it was nearly 6:00. I had to get home.

“No,” she said, talking between her panting breaths, “but I only did it
once, a long time ago, and I’m not use to this.”

“Randy?” I asked, and gave her two short strokes.

“Ahhhhhhhhng, um, no, it was back in junior high. You don’t…..
ummmmmm…. know him.”

“Gotta know, Ann. Who got your cherry?” I stroked her again, each time
going fractionally deeper, and for several moments she did not reply,
her eyes closed, her teeth chewing her lower lip.

“Uh, Stuart Dawes. Jesus, oh, ummmmmmmmmmm. But his dick was ha-half
the size of yours, and… ohhhhhhhhhhh…. it lasted about 20
seconds…”

I gently pushed her tummy back down onto the bed, placed one hand on a
tit and held my cock with the other, and slid into her. She was
incredibly tight, and I could only get about half of my cock in her at
first, though she was very wet. Even so, her eyes popped open and her
mouth formed an “o” of suprise.

“Slow, slow, oh god, take it slow….” She was pushing at my chest with
her hands, trying to get me to back out.

“What’s wrong, Ann. You’re not a virgin are you?” I was teasing her,
but I also wanted to know.

“Unnnnnnngh,” she murmured, and her head twisted from side to side.

“Tell me you want it, Ann. Tell me you want me to fuck you.” I was
really enjoying this, though from time to time it seemed rather like a
dream, and I was afraid I might wake up.

“No…let me go…” she whispered, but her legs parted farther, and I
felt her reach around to touch my cock with her fingertips. When she
found it, she emitted a little gasp and wrapped her hand around it,
jarking the shaft slowly.

I bent down and whispered in her ear, “You want in Ann, don’t you? You
want my cock…”

“No…no…” her voice weak and uncertain.

“Yes you do, I can feel your nipples, your heartbeat. I’ll bet your
pussy is getting wet.” I reached down with my right hand, and she tried
to fend me off, but it was obviously a half-hearted attempt. My hand
stole between her legs, and I felt them part slightly. Her pussy lips
were puffy and her hole was soaking wet.

“I really don’t care. You’re been getting your way all your life. Now
it’s your turn to do what someone else wants, ” I replied, and she
turned angrily away. “Besides, you didn’t `have to’ come like a damned
flood. Maybe you don’t like me, but you like this,” I said, lifting my
half-hard cock into my palm.

She turned back to face me, and stared at my cock, her lips parting
involuntarily and the tip of her tongue just touching her upper lip.
She turned away and was silent.

I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her from behind, my
hands cupping her breasts, my cock sliding across her ass. She wriggled
a bit, trying to get free, but I held her tight, feeling her nipples and
noticing how erect they were. Although she was certainly trying not to,
her hips were rotating ever so slightly, and I could feel her heart
pounding through her breasts.

She turned away and hugged her knees, her back to me, and still did not
say anything for several minutes. Then finally she said “I’ve never,
um, done that before” in a soft, high voice.

“You forget I have pictures of you doing it to Bill Arnold,” I said,
standing.

“No, I mean….” she turned her head and looked up at me, “I never
swallowed… it. I thought…” She drifted off.

“I felt my cock go into your throat when I came. I think that’s what
you felt. And my come going down your throat.” Talking like this was
making my cock stir again. Good, I thought, soon we go on to the next
step.

“Yes,” she said. After a moment she added “Your thing is so much bigger
than Randy’s - my boyfriend’s - or Bill’s. It was…. different.”

“You liked it, Annie.”

“Ann.”

“Yes. You did a good job, so it’s Ann. I can see this is going to be
a nice afternoon.” I smiled at her reaction, which was mild shock.

“You mean we’re not done?”

“Done?” I laughed. “We’re about as far from done as you can imagine.
And this is just today. I like this, Ann. I like this a lot. And in a
way, I think you do too.”

She would not answer, but instead rose and went to the sink, to get a
drink of water. After she finished her drink she turned to look at me.
Standing there at the sink, bathed in the sunlight coming through the
tattered curtains, she was lovelier than ever. I could see the moisture
still glistening on her chin and the insides of her thighs. “I’m doing
this because I have to. Don’t get the idea that I want this.”t

She walked on her knees the two steps to the sofa, and pulled the
pillows off. I had her place them on the floor, then I laid back and
got comfortable. She knelt motionless at my feet.
“Lay beside me, and let me feel those titties,” I said, “and you can get
the feel of my cock […]

I rubbed her tits and french kissed her, two things she never seemed to
get enough of, and she jacked me off again about a hour later. It was a
nice date, but it did little to relieve my delicious tension. All I
wanted to do was develop that roll of film.
Sunday crawled by, and I […]

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I put my
precious roll of black and white film in a safe place and tried to make
the time pass quickly. I’d taken the photos on friday night, and
saturday I had a date with Theresa Mills. I thought about cancelling
it, since my mind was filled with distractions, but then I remembered
how nice a distraction Theresa could be, and I took her to the Lake.

Theresa was catholic, so her limits were pretty firm, but she had nice
tits and let me fondle and suck them while she jacked me off. All I
could think of as she stroked my cock was Bill Arnold’s dong in Ann
Macafee’s hand, and later in her mouth. I’d asked Theresa for a
blowjob before and been turned down, but I asked again. Her refusal,
the sweet lie that it was (”I’d love to suck this nice dick for you,
but it’s just too big for my little mouth”), was all the more
frustrating. I wanted to imagine it was Ann sucking me. Oh well. I
told her I was going to come and she increased her tempo and brought a
wad of kleenex to the tip to catch the flow. Such a well-prepared
girl.

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Rita came in an explosion that made her head spin with pleasure and warmth.
“Ben, I can feel your hard dick against my ass.” she said.
“Ben… let me touch your cock,” said Jane. Jane reached underneath
Rita and touched Ben. He rolled out from under Rita, who had paused
momentarily. Jane unzipped the fly of Ben’s jeans. Ben’s cock popped out,
hard and already glistening. Rita began to stroke Jane’s pussy when she
bent over to touch the cock. Jane began to move with Rita’s rhythm, slowing
building to the climax she knew was to come. Jane was fascinated by the
cock in her face. She leaned forward to kiss it on the glans. She tasted
the sweet flavor of Ben. She moved forward, past his inflamed penis and
kissed his nipples. As Rita’s mouth replaced her hand on Jane’s cunt, Jane
gasped in pleasure and surprise. Ben’s hard dick pushed against her belly.

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“When you can’t stand it anymore…” Jane slipped her thumbs
beneath the waistband of her panties and pulled them down to he ankles. The
slipped around her foot. Ben removed the black panties slowly from Rita.
Rita’s eyes were fixed on Jane’s cunt. It was dark with pubic hair, but
spread open. The normal pinkness had been turned to red by her passion. Her
clit popped out from her body like her nipples.
“Look deep. You can see that this is what your like. All women are
alike physically.” Jane slid a finger into her cunt, and then licked it. It
tasted of the sweetness of passion, but also of the bitterness of want.
Rita spread her legs and exposed her inner self to Jane. She slowly tasted
herself also. Ben, too, inserted a finger. He quickly withdrew it,
however. This seemed to be a ritual among women, and women only.

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Jane’s other hand began to caress her inner thigh, stroking the tan
muscle and skin. Her long skirt began to impede this. She unbuttoned the back
quickly and removed it. She was already beginning to sweat in the warmth of
the fire. Rita unbuttoned the fly on her jeans and pulled them off. She was
wearing sheer, silky black panties. They were sticking to her damp cunt.
“I bought them for Chas. He never saw them…” The insides of
Rita’s thighs were white. A few stray, very red pubic hairs peeked out from
beneath the black silk. Her erect clit pushed against the fabric.
Jane rolled on her side and slowly stroked her round butt. Bens
hand reached out and patted the curve of her bottom. His other hand gently
cupped Rita’s backside. Jane lay on her back and began to open her legs to
Rita. Rita’s legs duplicated Jane’s actions. Jane began to stroke herself
through the fabric of her now damp panties. Rita’s panties were wet through
with her own excited juices.

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Her breast were full and warm. The tan line of her bikini cut
across their tops. She traced this line with her finger, and the began to
stroke her erect nipple. Rita took one of her Jane’s breasts in her hand
and squeezed gently.
“They’re so much bigger than mine.”
“That doesn’t matter. Just make sure that you use them.”
Rita leaned forward and kissed Jane’s breast lightly on the nipple.
Jane quivered slightly, just noticeable to Ben.
Jane’s hands slowly stroked her whole body, an gentle pattern of
loneliness and unquenched passion. She put her hand on top of her skirt and
slowly began to knead the material. Ben’s hands were still massaging Rita’s
tense nipples. Ben’s head was covered with the Rita’s red hair. Rita moved
her hand to her crotch. Rita’s gaze was fastened on Jane.

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“The nipples are the first step. Don’t just jump over them.” She
began to open the front of her bra. Ben fumbled with the clasp in the back
of Rita’s bra. Jane leant closer and helped him unfastened it. Rita removed
it and began to caress her own small breasts. The large nipples stood out
from excitement. Ben gazed with awe at them. They seemed to him to be
perfect. His hands covered hers, simulating the motions she was making.
Jane took one of her tits and lifted it to her mouth. Her tongue darted out
and touched just the tip. She then leant over and kissed one of Rita’s
breast. She rubbed the nipple of her own breast with her left hand, and
Rita’s with her right. Then she leaned back.