First Time Swallows

I laughed a little, which made her look at my face. Stuart Dawes had
been an aquaintance of mine in junior high, though I guess he had moved
away since I had not seen him in high school. He had claimed to have
fucked Ann Macafee after the CIF basketball finals, but no one had
believed him.

Thanks for priming her, Stuart, I thought, and began to fuck her in
earnest.

All protest from her ended as her pussy spread itself wide for me. She
was holding onto her knees, spreading them as far as she could, and in
ten smooth strokes I was buried in her cunt up to my balls. This was
te best fuck of my life - she was so tight, so smooth, the internal
contours of her pussy forming a perfect sheath for my hard dick, and we
pumped like a german machine.

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 […]

“Everything Annie. Take it all off now.” My voice was even and calm,
but definite.
“One favor, please?” She was actually begging, something I imagine
she’d never done before.
“Maybe.”
“Don’t call me Annie. That’s what that slime Bill Arnold called me.
Call me Ann.”
“We’ll see. If you do a good job and you earn it […]

I spread my hands out on the table and sat back in my seat. “Now,”
began, businesslike and firm, “you’re a rich kid. Your parents probably
own a summerhouse or some rental properties or something, right?”
“What?” She was visibly shaken. Shocked at her failure to charm me,
she was beginning to see the reality […]

“What kind of something?” Her voice was a whisper, her eyes locked onto
mine.
“A better something. Something very, very pleasant. Something like you
gave Bill Arnold.”
She bit her lip and shook her head.
“Something even better, perhaps.” I smiled the smile of the cat who ate
the canary.
She closed her eyes for a moment, then […]

She entered the shop about 5 minutes after the final bell would have
rung - I had cut all my afternoon classes too. I was amused to think
that she must have hurried indeed to get here so soon after school had
let out.
She looked around the shop, but most of the tables were empty. It […]

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 […]

Ann Macafee was one of those girls you dream about but never get.
She hung around with the “in” crowd, which was a mixture of atheletes,
college-preps, and the stars of the drama club. You could see them at
every lunch hour, all clustered around the big live-oak in the central
quad, an invisible barrier of distain for […]

Jane stroked the swollen lips of her cunt slowly, from bottom to
top. She was slowly spreading her legs wider, and more and more of her was
becoming visible. The wet inner flesh glistened in the firelight. Rita
began to copy her, but then inserted three fingers into her wet […]

The three were good friends, as good as friends could be. Jane and
Rita had met in the sixth grade. Ben, he had always seemed to be there,
like a brother or a cousin. He lived in a house up on the hill, the two
girls lived at the foot. They could […]