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Teen Sleepover
Brian and Sunny are asked to be party organizers for a high school girl’s birthday party, and to stay overnight and watch to see if the girls do anything naughty during their slumber party. Naturally Brian and Sunny watch very closely.
As the party ran out of steam some of the guests, particularly the boys, began to leave. Just 4 of Julie’s friends were staying for the sleep over. They started unrolling their sleeping bags in the living room and changing into their night clothes; things like pajamas and long shirts.
I looked around the room, and saw that 3 out of 5 of the girls were already in their pajamas. Nothing gets me more in the mood for a relaxing evening of wine and sex than a few sexy high school girls in pajamas and night shirts, and I knew it was time for my girlfriend Sunny and I to leave the girls alone and go to our bedroom to have sex.
I was about to say good night to the girls but then Sharon, a tall slender beauty with long black hair and long sleek legs, came out of the bathroom wearing a night shirt that didn’t quite come down past her ass. Sunny gently grabbed my arm and said, “Come on Brian, what are you waiting for?”
“Just another minute,” I murmured back. I couldn’t take my eyes off Sharon’s sleek legs. And her round young tits pressed like softballs against her shirt. I think her nipples must have been erect, from the way they protruded so clearly into the shirt.
We were here because some friends of ours had a daughter, Julie, who was celebrating her birthday. We had been asked to be “party organizers,” since apparently Julie had insisted that there be no chaperones. Our friend had told us that Julie and her friends were good kids, and that it wasn’t necessary to watch them too closely. “Mainly we just want them to have a good time,” our friend had explained. We assured her that if it was going to be a bunch of high school girls in their pajamas, then we would definitely be watching closely to see whether they did anything naughty.
In fact mischeivous pre-coital chit-chat between Sunny and I brought up the discussion of just how we were going to watch them, specifically during their sleepover. We thought about how to spy on them, but finally decided on getting two small cameras that we installed in strategic locations in the living room where the girls would be sleeping.
I took one last look around the room at the hot high school flesh and then announced to them, “I’m sure you guys can take care of yourselves, if you don’t mind Sunny and I are going to bed.” They didn’t seem to have any problem with that, and thanked us for the great party and said good night.
We figured the best assurance we could give them that we were going to be very unintrusive party organizers is if they could hear us having sex with each other. And if they hadn’t thought of it, maybe that would also serve as a subtle suggestion for them to do the same thing with each other.
Sunny and I went to our bedroom, silently wishing our cameras the best of luck. We started taking each others’ clothes off. As Sunny gently rubbed her hand up and down my dick, I said to her, “It’s a good thing I’ve got you here, otherwise I’d be on my way to jail!”
She softly pressed her wet lips against mine for a moment and held my face softly in her hands and said, “No, you know the only thing those girls are talking about right now is which of those boys they want to fuck. They’re debating which one to call up so they can ask him to come back over here and take their virginities. They wouldn’t get you in any trouble.”
A few minutes later I had Sunny’s smooth pale body laid out on the bed, her ankles on my shoulders, my dick thrusting deep into her pussy.
As she got closer to orgasm Sunny didn’t hold back. I love the sounds of her desperate moaning and yelling when she’s getting it good.
After a couple hours I had given Sunny numerous orgasms. I made sure she was good and tired, cause I like how her eyes look when she struggles to keep them focused after a night of sex. Then we went to sleep.
…
The next morning we woke up at the reasonable hour of ten in the morning. Sunny cuddled up to me, her gorgeous eyes opened and she turned to me and murmured, “You think our cameras got anything good?”
“Well, I sure hope so. If something I caught a glimpse of last night at three in the morning is any indication, it could be interesting.”
“Oh really? What did you see?”
“I’m going to keep it a secret for later. But I promise it’s good.”
She closed her eyes for another minute as she rested on my shoulder, her fingertips lazily moving against my chest. We like to save the good stuff for just before we are about to have sex.
Our second hint was when we got up and had breakfast. The girls were just unmoving lumps in sleeping bags on the floor. Curiously while there were five of them we only saw thee lumps. When they finally did come to life, they shuffled around silently like five drugged zombies. I struggled not to smile, wondering what the hell had happened that they needed to be so quiet about. Had the apocalypse happened last night and Sunny and I missed it while we were having sex? Of course at that time I did know just one little piece of the puzzle. And at one point we looked at each other and burst into brief laughter. This brought sudden curious and concerned stares from the zombies for a few long seconds.
Later that day Sunny and I returned home and booted up the computer to check out what, if anything, our cameras had captured. I sat in a chair with Sunny in front of me, her naked buns pressed against me, my boner firmly inside her pussy. Sunny fingered the mouse while I fingered her nipples. On the computer monitor we saw a bunch of girls sitting around on the floor talking about nothing in particular. Though actually there was some discussion of a guy they thought was cute.
“So you think we’re just going to have sex while watching a bunch of girls sitting around in their pajamas?” I asked Sunny.
“Well you said you saw something interesting last night,” she responded, slowly sliding her perfect-fitting pussy back and forth on my boner.
She jumped ahead in the videos a couple times. We found a spot where we could hear Sunny before she had her first orgasm for the night. We laughed when the girls suddenly stopped talking and looked around and giggled. “Brian and Sunny are having sex!” one of the girls announced. That was just when we were getting started, and not even that loud yet.
“Oh my God you’re right I can hear them! Good, then we don’t have to worry about them,” Julie said.
Julie, the birthday girl, was a smart, fun young lady who never stopped smiling, especially today I guess because we were celebrating her birthday. She had blond hair, and was moderately slender but with some nice curves on her young body.
In response to Julie’s comment I said, “Did you hear, that Sunny? She doesn’t even want to lend us a hand.”
We just jumped ahead a few more minutes, and the cameras suddenly showed that the girls all stood up excitedly and walked out of the room briefly, apparently to answer the door. Then they came back with a guy who we suspect was an older brother of one of the girls. He was carrying a shopping bag. He took a few large bottles out of the bag.
He explained to them how to do the bio-chemistry experiment: “Just mix this in a ratio of like one to three parts, and you’ll be good to go. It’ll go right down.” The girls thanked him and he left.
Once they each had a full glass of the beverage, the girls sat back down in a circle. Julie had brought over the spinner from a game.
One of the girl’s announced, “Okay so the rules are that you have to choose to drink or dare. If you choose dare and you don’t want to do the dare that we choose for you, then you have to drink double.”
The spinner went around a few times, and the first few girls just chose drink, and drank down part of what was in their glass. Sharon, the long legged, dark haired one with great tits, was the first one to choose dare.
The girls discussed what her dare would be. “Let’s have her lift up her shirt and show us her tits.” “Yeah, let’s see her tits. No I say we each get a turn to play with her tits!” “I want her to play with my tits.” “I think someone should suck on her tits and make her nipples hard.” “Tracy you’re a little pervert!” “Alright we’ll let Tracy play with Sharon’s tits until her nipples are hard.”
We watched as Sharon pulled her shirt off, leaving the lithe young beauty sitting on the floor in only a pair of white cotton panties. Her sexy tits dangled proudly from her chest, well on their way to being quite a nice size for a slender woman. Her nipples were already sticking out proudly. I continued making sure Sunny’s nipples were also erect with my fingers, as she continued erotically rolling her hips and grinding my boner inside her wet pussy.
Tracy, a cute brown haired and freckled young lady put her fingertips to Sharon’s breast, and softly brought her fingers together until she caught Sharon’s nipple between two fingers.
One girl asked, “Are her nipples already hard?”
“No,” Tracy answered. “I think they’re still soft.”
Sharon gazed seductively down at Tracy and said, “They’re not erect yet but they will be soon if you keep playing with them like that Tracy.”
Tracy smiled up into Sharon’s eyes briefly and continued fondling Sharon’s tits and nipples.
“Make your fingers wet, that will get her nipple hard,” Julie suggested.
Tracy licked her finger, then put it back against Sharon’s nipple.
“Oh yeah, that should make them really hard!” Sharon said in a low, over dramatized voice like she was on the build up to an orgasm.
Tracy repeated this whole process with Sharon’s other nipple, then played with both simultaneously. It looked like the already long nipples had doubled in length as Tracy fingered them. Finally Tracy said “Okay her nipples are hard.”
One of the girls, Brandy, yelled out, “She’s gonna poke someone’s eye out with those things!”
Sharon laughed and put her shirt back on. Even on the camera it was clear to see that her nipples were poking hard against the inside of her shirt.
Next the spinner pointed at Julie, who chose dare. The girls discussed what she had to do.
“I want to see her tits. Can I play with her tits?” “We should have her kiss someone. Isn’t the birthday girl supposed to give everyone a kiss on her birthday?” “You’re right, I’ll bet you give real nice kisses, don’t you Julie.”
Julie just sat with a big smile on her face, and didn’t say anything.
“Well maybe we’ll find out.” “She should let somebody hump her.” “Ooh, that’s kinky. We should make her get naked and let someone hump her!” “That’s right, she needs to get into her birthday suit.” The girls all laughed. “No I just mean like dry hump. We’ll start her out easy.”
“Okay who wants to dry hump the birthday girl?” A response of “I do” came in unison from 3 voices.
“Shouldn’t I get to choose? I mean it’s my birthday,” Julie said with her ever present smile.
“Alright, you get to choose since it’s your birthday.”
“I want Kristen to hump me,” Julie responded.
Julie lay down and a slender, lusty young woman with long straight blond hair spread her pajama clad legs over Julie and rested her butt over Julie’s waist. She gazed seductively down at her friend. The two girls giggled a bit, and Kristen started to slowly move her hips back and forth over Julie, her cute ass flexing as she ground her crotch down against the top of Julie’s legs. The girls gazed seductively at each other, exchanging silly, flirty smiles. Then Kristen put her hands on Julie’s chest, right on her tits. The girls laughed. When the time was up Kristen stayed perched on top of Julie and said to Julie, “I hope that was as good for you as it was for me.” Julie’s smile was very big by now and the two girls’ gaze at each other held steady as Kristen dismounted and the two girls finally went back to their places in the little circle.
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Long Distance – You Little Tease You
My name is Shakira, and I’m addicted to white
cock.
Okay, to be fair, let’s start with descriptions of both
myself and Bruce. I am by no means a small woman. I’m
5’6″ tall, weigh in at around 286 lbs., and have 48D
breasts. My skin is slightly darker than caramel,
closer to mocha. I have shoulder length dark brown
hair. I wear black-rimmed glasses, and behind them are,
as I’ve been told, the sexiest almond-shaped-almost-
chocolate-brown eyes that were created.
Bruce, on the other hand, is the complete opposite. He
stands about 5’11″ and is maybe half my size. He has an
average build, no more/no less. He’s white, and maybe
has a slight tan. His hair is light/medium brown and
cut really short, close to his head; and it’s really
soft. To top it off, he has the bluest eyes I have ever
had the pleasure of staring into.
We first met online and became instant friends. As with
most internet friendships, we began online and
eventually graduated to telephone conversations. The
first time we met in person, we went on a normal date.
He came to my college dorm and took me to the movies.
We saw “Erin Brockovich” way after the rest of the
country did—that’s how slow the town of Meadville is…
But I digress. We watched very little of the movie for
looking at each other almost the entire time. However,
he was a perfect gentleman-he didn’t touch me in a non-
platonic way.
After the movie, he took me back to my dorm, and before
I got out of his car, he reached over and gave me the
tightest hug I had ever received. It was nice. That was
the end of the date. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever
see him again. We’d mutually decided that things
probably would not work out between us, being that we
lived as far away from each other as we did, and the
fact that we were different races was a factor as well.
Yet somehow, the fact that we were different races was
also a curiosity to us both, I later learned.
Now fast forward a year. I had my own room, no
roommate. Bruce and I had continued chatting online,
with no hint that getting together for another date
would happen. One day, out of the blue, we started
talking about sex more and more. It got to the point
where we were actually taking about hooking up for that
very purpose. One day, we did.
He called and said that he wanted to come down from
Erie to see me. After some discussion, I gave him
directions to my new dorm and told him to knock on my
window when he got there (I lived on the first floor).
It seemed like an eternity passed before I heard a
light tap on my window. I looked out and there he was.
I motioned him towards the door to the dorm and let him
in. I led him to my room where I closed and locked the
door as soon as we entered.
I turned to him and he hugged me so tight that I
couldn’t breathe. He was very strong for such a small
guy. Eventually we broke apart and began touching each
other. Bruce remembered that I’d mentioned that my
nipples were my “hot spot”, so he began touching me
through my t-shirt.
While he was up to no good, I started some trouble of
my own by rubbing his already-hard cock through his
pants. (It was nice to know that I had that kind of
effect on him, seeing as that that was only the second
time he’d seen me in person and the first time that
we’d touched each other in a sexual way… Hell, it
turned me on.) He began undressing himself. As he was,
I turned off all the lights.
The room was slightly illuminated by the streetlight
outside, so I could still see him as he lay on the bed.
I quickly undressed and joined him. He gently touched
me all over as I began my exploration of his body. I
stopped when I got to his dick-it was bigger than any
one I’d ever seen and the 2nd one I’ve ever touched in
the flesh. I asked how big it was. He told me it was 8″
long and like 6″ around. The only thing that went
through my mind was “WOW, that’s bigger than my black
boyfriend.”
I began licking it all over, taking care to gently suck
the head whenever I got to it. Eventually, I started
taking him more fully into my mouth, sucking harder as
I went down. I’m sure I got 5 1/2 of his 8 inches in
before I felt like I was going to gag. I eased my way
back up to the head and licked and sucked on it gently
before repeating my earlier motions.
His moans were like music to my ears. They, as well as
the contrast of my brown hands on his white cock, made
me move faster. I kept going until Bruce suddenly
stopped me. He said that he needed to be inside me. He
had me lie on my back and spread wide while he put on a
condom. When he moved between my legs, the look in his
eyes made me gasp inwardly. The look was one of pure,
wild lust.
He looked deep into my eyes while he eased that thick
white cock of his into my very tight, wet black pussy.
Looking down between us—the sight was awesome. The
contrast of white against black made me wetter than I
had ever been before. I could feel every inch as he
eased into me. Once he bottomed out he stilled, letting
me get used to his size.
Honestly, my pussy never felt so full. I could feel my
vaginal muscles gripping that massive white snake
inside of me like a tight glove. And I knew that it was
not about to let go until he was completely drained of
his love juices. After what seemed like an eternity, he
began to move, slowly at first, then faster and harder.
With every thrust, I damn near screamed.
To minimize the chance that I might wake the other
girls in the dorm, Bruce kissed me ferociously to keep
me quiet. I eventually quieted down, and he continued
fucking the shit out of me. At one point he began
sucking my nipples, which undoubtedly drove me wild.
Soon, though Bruce had other ideas for me. He told me he
wanted to fuck me doggy style, which happens to be my
favorite position. I got on my hands and knees and
presented my big ass to him. He took a cheek in each
hand and, without warning, RAMMED his cock back into my
pussy. He hit my cervix so hard, I literally screamed
into my pillow from the sensation it produced; more
pleasure than pain. He began thrusting slowly, picking
up speed as I moaned.
Eventually he was fucking me hard and deep, hitting my
cervix and squeezing my soft ass with every in-stroke.
He gripped my waist tightly and began pulling my ass
hard against his as he continued jackhammering his
white cock mercilessly into my tight black pussy. “Oh
my God, Shakira,” he moaned. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I heard him clearly but I never responded to him. I was
too busy screaming so loudly into my pillow—I’m sure
that only Mark could hear me. I was cumming so hard and
I came so many times that I nearly passed out. I may
have, because the next thing I knew, I could feel
Bruces’s cock expand and grow harder. Then I felt the
heat of his cum as he filled the condom deep inside me.
That triggered yet another massive orgasm in me. I was
so tired after that.
As soon as Bruce pulled out of me, I collapsed to the
bed. Bruce however sat on the edge of the bed, looking
for his socks. He left shortly thereafter. He had to
get back to Erie for he had class the next day. And we
resumed our online chatting relationship, but things
were way different. We never discussed repeating that
day but somehow I knew that I’d see him again.
A year after our first sexual encounter, Bruce came back
to Meadville. This time, there was no question as to
what was to go on. The odd thing was that we sat on my
bed for almost an hour, talking, like we were complete
strangers. Let me tell you, it was a very awkward
situation.
Eventually we got around to the good part. Bruce stood,
pulling me up with him. Without speaking, we both
decided to leave the light on this time. (The first
time, we did it in the dark because I was ashamed of my
body.) I had a small lamp that I left on, and we used
the light that was coming in through my window—it was
early on a Sunday afternoon.
We looked into each others’ eyes, and finally he kissed
me. At first soft and slow, then more demanding. At the
same time I was working on unfastening his pants. Once
that was done, I broke the kiss and got down on my
knees in front of him. I was anticipating what I’d see
once I worked his pants and underwear off.
I really didn’t get to see his cock before it slapped
me on my face lightly as it was released from the
confines of his tighty-whities. I immediately took it
in my right hand and stroked it while I rubbed the head
of his cock against my lips, tasting the saltiness of
his pre-cum.
I planted feather kisses all along the length of his
cock before gently sucking on the head while running my
tongue along the underside. Mark moaned and told me,
“God Shakira, you do that like you really love my cock.
It feels so good.” Rather than respond, I looked up at
Bruce and stared into his beautiful blue eyes as I
worshipped his beautiful white cock with my mouth and
tongue, literally driving him crazy.
As I took more and more of his thick white cock into my
mouth, I sucked harder and got it even wetter. When I
could take no more in, I hesitated before I pulled back
a little, and then Bruce took over for me. Gently
holding my head, he drove his cock in and out of my
mouth excruciatingly slow, not letting me have any real
control (and I loved it).
He’d withdraw until only the head was in my mouth and
let me lick it, and then shift back in until he touched
the back of my throat. The only sounds in the room were
my soft, muffled moans and him saying, “Oh yeah,
Shakira. You are the best at sucking my cock.” After
some time, my knees and jaw were getting tired so I
resumed my stroking.
As I looked into his eyes again, I could see that the
feel of my soft hands on his cock, now drench with my
saliva, as I stroked it was causing his lovely blue
eyes to roll constantly. He quickly grabbed my hand to
help me up and told me, “If you’d jerked me any more, I
would have ended up shooting my cum on your face. But I
have a better place to put it instead.”
Once I stood up, our lips met in a feverish kiss and
our faces mashed together. He was naked but I was way
overdressed in my shorts and white t-shirt. We quickly
resolved that issue—I finally undressed for him. The
moment my breasts came into view, Bruce took one into
his hands and literally attacked the nipple, knowing
how sensitive they are.
I felt my knees buckle at the first touch, and somehow
he managed to hold me up long enough to get my shorts
and panties off. Releasing my nipple, he led me over to
my tiny twin-size bed, got in and lay on his back. His
white rod was pointing to the ceiling. I wasn’t so sure
about the prospects of getting on top of him. After
all, I was a big girl and he was like half my size. But
he assured me that he wouldn’t break and to get over
there before he came to get me.
I looked at him with another question on my face. He
wasn’t wearing a condom. When I inquired, he told me,
“Don’t worry, Sweetie, I have one to wear. But first, I
want to feel that sweet black pussy on my cock and get
it ultra wet before I slip the condom on me.”
Satisfied with his answer, I climbed aboard and assumed
the cowgirl position. This was a first for me for I had
no idea what to do. Bruce was so sweet and patient with
me. He had me lift up just enough to aim his cock at my
opening and said, “Sit down. Slowly.” It had been a
long while since I had sex with my boyfriend, so I was
incredibly tight.
Once I started to lower myself on him, I realized how
wet I really was. It wasn’t until then that I learned
just how excited I’d gotten from sucking Bruce’s cock. I
could hear Bruce moaning beneath me and I was exhaling
the whole way down. When I hit bottom, I felt our pubic
hairs mingle. And I almost came right then. His cock
was touching places I never knew existed in me. Once
again, my pussy felt full unlike it ever did.
I placed my hands on his chest and seeing the contrast
between our skin colors turned me on even more. I began
to rock a little and getting used to the size of his
pale invader. Soon I was bouncing on him while he was
holding on to my breasts, rubbing his thumb across my
nipples. That drove me so damn wild. Suddenly, he
stopped me. I thought that I’d somehow hurt him, but
that was not the case.
He told me that he didn’t want to cum in me, and
definitely not so soon. I started to tell him that I
was on the pill but decided to keep it my little
secret. At least for now. So I eased myself off of him
and watched as he quickly put on a condom. I lay on my
back and he got in between my spread thighs. I stared
into his eyes and then looked between us as he eased
his cock back in me.
The sight of that sent me into an almost constant
orgasm. There was no way for me to muffle it then, so
Bruce began to kiss me to keep me as quiet as possible.
I locked my legs around him as he began to move with
long, slow strokes. I was wild beneath him, meeting him
thrust for thrust, trying to make him move faster. But
he kept his slow pace.
He obviously had other plans for me. He teased me until
I was crying and practically begging him to fuck me
hard and fast and deep. “OH MY GOD Bruce, your dick
feels so fucking good in my pussy. Please fuck me. Fuck
me harder, baby. Stop teasing me with that dick.”
I was relieved when he did. He put my legs on his
shoulders and began to fuck me with wild abandon. I
could feel his hard cock slamming into my cervix. I
could hear the sounds that we made: our moans (and my
gibberish), our skin slapping together as his balls hit
my very wet pussy, and the squish of my juices with
every thrust.
I could feel my orgasm approaching quickly—it started
in my feet and went straight to my head. I didn’t want
to scream, so I either bit Bruce’s shoulder or buried my
face in his neck. I did anything that I could do to
avoid alerting my neighbors. And came HARD. Bruce wasn’t
too far behind me though. After hearing a loud moan
from him, I felt his cock expand and get harder and
then all I felt was heat as he filled the condom.
He collapsed on top of me briefly before pulling out to
dispose of the condom. He rejoined me on the bed and we
talked a little bit and watched part of a football
game, naked as jaybirds. He told me that he was
enjoying our talk and how we got along like best
friends who’d known each other for years. We continued
watching the football game but every time they would
break for commercials, we’d end up kissing and working
up our horniness.
After maybe an hour or so, when the game went off, we
kissed again, and I stroked and sucked Mark until he
was extremely hard again. He stopped me suddenly and
said, “I don’t have another condom. We can’t do this.”
I looked at him lustfully and countered, “Don’t worry
about it. I’m on the Pill. Just fuck me with that big
white snake of yours.” To make my point, I lay back on
the bed, spread my legs, and opened my pussy so that he
could see the deep pinkness inside. I didn’t have to
ask twice.
He pulled me to him and kissed me as we settled in for
a nice, slow missionary fuck. Even though the pace was
slower and we had more inclination to look into each
others’ eyes, the sensations were just as intense. Just
looking into Bruce’s beautiful blue eyes and feeling
that white snake pistoning in and out of my wet black
pussy sent chills throughout my body.
The sex a lot different then than any other time
because we somehow lasted a longer time together—maybe
an hour or so. And every time he’d come close to
cumming, he’d stop us to change positions. All that I
know is Bruce was somehow hitting my G-spot in just
about every position he’s put us in. It was like he was
driving me up the walls.
“Fuck me harder,Bruce. Damn baby, FUCK MEEE! I’m
cuuuuuuummmming!” was the last thing that I remembered
saying to him. I was lying on my stomach as Bruce rammed
his great white cock in and out my wet pussy from
behind. Then it happened. I felt his cock begin to
expand more and get harder than ever as he continued
slamming it in my pussy.
He came with such force that it caused me to nearly
pass out. I felt the warmth of his cum flood my pussy
and it set off a massive orgasm of my own. And when we
orgasmed together, I was more satisfied than I had ever
been in my entire life.
Unfortunately and much like the last time, he didn’t
stay too long after that. He wanted to get back home
before it got too late. We both said that we had to
hook up again, but it never happened. In fact, I moved
back home before we could even make plans and
eventually married my boyfriend. On top of all that, he
was struggling with depression (but not over me—he had
his own issues).
When last I heard, he’s happily married as well.
Occasionally, I may see him online but that’s about it.
All we have now are the memories of the best sex of our
lives.
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