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The evening was not going well and Cheryl knew it. Only fifteen, she had almost passed out when a college junior had asked her here. Telling her mother and father that she was going to a girlfriend’s house for the night, she met her date, Billy, at a convenience store near her home. Just getting in the car made her feel much older than her years.

Now, several hours later, sitting on a couch in a crowded fraternity house, she was feeling like fifteen again. A bunch of guys had made a big fuss over her when she first arrived but quickly turned their attentions to girls who were much older than she. While she had danced a couple dances, even her own date seemed to have abandoned her. She hadn’t seen him in over 45 minutes. And, after the several drinks she had been given and the joints she had been offered, she was feeling a bit high and drowsy. At this point, all she wanted to do was head for home.

As the party droned on, Cheryl found it harder and harder to concentrate on what was going on. All of the conversations seemed to merge into one and the music seemed to enter into a slow motion mode. She closed her eyes and leaned back against the couch, quickly falling asleep.

She woke with a start to find that the blaring music had been quieted down and that the crowd had thinned considerably. Soft music was gently playing in the background and the bright lights had been dimmed to mild shadows. As her eyes adjusted, she realized that a couple had joined her on the couch. Glancing to her left, she saw the two locked in a deep kiss. Cheryl saw that the girl’s hand was on the guys crotch and was slowly rubbing it.

Looking away, Cheryl felt flushed and hoped that the couple hadn’t noticed her staring. Across the room, she saw a girl laying on the floor between two guys. The girls sweater had been pushed up and one of the guys was playing with and sucking on her bare breasts. The other guy lay kissing the girl with his hand resting between her legs.

In fact, everywhere she looked, there were people making out. From the hallway she heard the sound of a girl moaning softly and, though dark, she could make out an outline of a couple making love.

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Gina was rolling her head from side to side on the pillow. Her jet black hair was sprayed out in all directions. She was using her hands to guide Di’s tongue to just the right spot. “So Good yes Di!” she screamed as Di’s tongue danced across her [tag]clit[/tag]. Di drove harder at Gina’s soaking pussy. As she licked up and down the lips and around that swollen little clitty she thought to herself that Gina was really enjoying her first [tag]orgasm[/tag] from a girl. And what a prize Gina was. At eighteen Gina was still a virgin. Her hair hung straight down reaching the very top of her 35 inch hips. Di ever so gently started to rub her finger around that little puckered rosebud. Gina cried out, “OH! OOOH! OOOH! Di I never knew. That feels so good. OOOH! Don’t stop, I feel so tingly.” Di moved her other hand up to take those raspberry-sized nipples into her fingers and roll them around. All the while she was gently licking those swollen lips getting all of that sweet nectar she could.

Her finger began to probe Di’s tight little hole. She wanted to give Di a very good cum. Powerful. When she was done it would be her turn to be worked over and she wanted Di to have plenty of ideas of what to do. Di’s nipples stuck out like very ripe berries and were so hard, sitting atop soft mounds of creamy alabaster. Gina had never seen a woman with 38 inch C cup breasts that stuck straight out like Di’s. Gina was starting to buck her hips and press against Di’s finger as it worked its way into her asshole. Di started to move it in and out slowly half twisting it with each stroke. Shoving her face hard against Di’s wet pussy she took that swollen clit into her lips and gently pulled it. Sucking hard and then light. She pinched first one nipple then the other.
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I had never gotten laid in high-school. It was one of those reputation and late maturity things. This was kinda surprising, because when I went to college I seemed to have no problems at all with getting dates. About ten months ago, I met a girl named Cindy in a computer class and eventually, we ended up going out for the rest of the school year. Our college was in Massachusetts. She lived in Georgia and I am from California. Towards the end of the school year, we were getting kind of sad due to having to be apart for about three months and were arranging to come back a little early and getting an apartment together.

Well, 3 days ago, the most incredible experience of my life occurred. Cindy was always very, very playful, but we never really got past much than heavy petting. I never really minded much because I was still a virgin and really liked her too much to want to mess anything up. We were both all packed, still living apart, and arranged to meet one last time the next day in my dorm room before we left that evening on our respective flights, and that was when it happened.

Now, Cindy is about 5’7″ with hazel eyes and flaming, long red hair down past her shoulders a little ways. She had nice large D tits which she dressed to comment on as much as possible as well as a big, but not overly big ass. I made sure to remember she was on birth control, but never thought much else of it. Finally, in public, she was always somewhat of a tease, which never really embarrassed me, more than it made me proud of her features.

Not many people at all were left in the dorm, like my roommate who was not there. Cindy came over about 1 o’clock and was due to leave about three. For about an hour, we talked and I finished packing. Cindy was especially attractive that day with her hair up in a high ponytail, wearing a very nice, very snug green sweatshirt and some very tight blue jeans. At about 2, we were pretty much left with an hour to kill. We were both sitting on my bed kissing (she was wearing terribly alluring perfume), when Cindy mentioned she had a little going away present for me. She got up, went to the blinds and shut them, the room was still well enough lit through the blinds. She undid her hair, letting it fall about her shoulders and walked over to me.

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It all started when I was working for the City Department of Corrections, where the corrections department only took young adults under the age of 19 years old. Needless to say, there were some really nice looking girls coming in to stay awhile, and my job was to supervise these girls and try to keep them out of trouble.

One night I had the 12:00 am to 8:00 am hell shift (some of the staff hated it) but that night I loved it. There is a policy that we have to abide by which say we have to check all the rooms every hour to make sure everybody is in bed, asleep or at least in their rooms. Since I came in at 12:00 am, I waited until 1:00 am to check all eight rooms. It doesn’t take very long to walk the halls and peep in the rooms.

I proceeded to walk down the hall and checked the first three rooms on the right side of the hall and then worked my way back up the left side. Once I got to the left side, I opened the door of Amber Halls’ room. I peeked in and noticed that her bed was empty. Not a soul was there. I flipped the light on and searched behind the door but still no Amber. I became nervous real fast since this was my shift and I couldn’t see having a runnaway on my shift.

I closed the door and walked up to the staff office and was going to make a call to the Director. As I opened the door, I saw Amber – 18 year-old sweetheart with sandy blonde hair, aqua blue eyes and this wonderful slender body – all muscle – not an inch of fat on this girl. She was standing there with her head cocked to one side and her tight little panties riding her ass. She just looked at me and rolled her tongue around the edge of her lips like she really wanted to suck my already hard cock.

She approached me and gently grabbed the seam of my zipper and unzipped my bulging pants. I was so hot that I could have shot my load in my pants. The experience was too much to handle. I reached around her waist and clutched her tight little butt and rubbed her smooth virgin ass. She was making moaning sounds and whispering under her breath -“fuck me, ohhh, fuck me.” I knew right then I had to slide my sausage in her tight box and fuck her brains out.

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Bobby was now glad for one important thing. That he had always thought that it was important that he always be in top physical shape. After all, not only was he soon to go into the service in a few months, but always being conscious of how he looked had always been an important factor in the way he felt.

There was also a third reason now why the 18-year-old man appreciated being in top shape. For the past hour now, he had been riding his bike either along with, or behind his most recent girlfriend, Barbi. And in spite of his knowing that at any time he could easily outrace her, he was constantly surprised and highly pleased when the 18-year old girl continually proved that she could stay right up with him. Like now, having ridden almost a mile up a steep hill, following close behind her to protect her from traffic, he was soon beginning to spend more and more time really ‘noticing’ her for the first time.

At first she was merely hunched over the bike handlebars, and as Bobby pulled up beside her, he had an unusual feeling deep within his loins as he noticed how her costume fit her. Her tiny cut-off T-Shirt, of a semi transparent material, was fluttering in the breeze, and from his position slightly behind her, Bobby gulped as he noticed that he could stare into the deep gap under her shirt and see the soft curve of her under breasts.

He was amazed to see that in spite of her not too small size breasts, she needed no artificial support. He could see her hard, flat tummy. He saw that her stomach was extremely flat, almost like a block of cement. He could see the only crease in her body, at her waist, almost hiding her tiny indented belly button. And then the slight curve of her lower belly before it disappeared into the low cut hip band of her jogging shorts. Like the material of her shirt, it was semi-transparent, and in fact at time he could see the bright sunlight through the thin material, seeing parts of her body that really surprised him.

Now, the most exotic feature of her totally overwhelmed Bobby. As the hot sun blazed down on their heavily sweating bodies, even his flesh looked sexy. As the sun gleamed off the muscles that were tensing and relaxing. As his arms and legs worked that bike up the hill. Yet it was nothing compared to the body of Barbi. And why? Simple. Because this wonderful young woman was in fact a black woman. Not pure black, but her flesh was the color of dark coffee, with just a twinge of cream. And as each muscle of her body tensed, strove to move that bicycle along the narrow country road, the bright, burning sun gleamed off her flesh, highlighting it in such a manner that made her look as if she were made of polished mahogany. The special effect caused by her body being completely coated with a sheen of perspiration made her look like a Queen of the Nile.

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