A Surprise At The Party

I was at a party. A typical college party. Beer flowed from kegs and cigarette smoke filled the house. Men all moved about desperately trying to be cool and attractive for the ladies. The ladies moved about in various outfits. One wearing a teeshirt and jeans, one in a tight black dress, another in a halter top and shorts, and with each different outfit there was a different figure.

The girl in a teeshirt was not fat, but full figured with long dark brown hair and large breasts firmly standing underneath her shirt. The girl in the dress was almost her opposite, tiny features, tiny figure, tiny breasts, tiny blue eyes with soft blond hair. The girl in the halter top had a slim figure that curved around her body and lead to firm C-cup breasts, almost popping out of her top. If you could look up, you were drawn to her eyes which called for sex. Whatever the dress and figure, they were all beautiful and sexy.

I laughed. The room longed for sex, but not many of us would have the opportunity. I looked at the empty cup in my hand and turned back to the keg.
Bump. Slosh

“Oh shit, I’m sorry.” I hadn’t realized that there was a girl right next to me and had bumped into her, spilling her beer on the floor. “Shit, ummm, let me get that.”

She didn’t say a word, just looked at me. So I looked at her.

She was beautiful. A small body. Long, light brunette, slightly curly hair. A soft face. Deep green eyes. Long lashes. A figure that curved up and down her side, around her tight ass, and along her long legs. She had breasts that were the perfect size for her body, probably a C-cup, firmly pressed together and proudly standing on her chest. She wore a white tank top that showed a little cleavage, a long, brightly colored hippie skirt, and sandals. She was a dream woman.

She didn’t say a word, but her eyes washed over me, assessing me.

I didn’t know what to do, so I spoke, “I’m really sorry. Do you want a towel? Should I get a towel? I should get a towel.”

She took my hand. Her eyes gave me one last sparkle, then she turned, leading me through the crowd.

I didn’t know what to do, say, think, so I followed.

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Virgin Schoolgirl Needs Better Grades

“Mr. McCoy, I just have to start getting higher grades in your class if I’m going to get admitted to any of the best colleges. I’m acing every class but yours and I’d do anything to get straight A’s from you too.

“Anything? Do you really mean that?” His smile widened as he asked her that and lecherous thoughts swirled through his mind.

“Yes, I do. Anything. Anything at all. I would even be willing to have sex with you but I’m a virgin and I have to stay that way until I’m married. My parents are very strict and so are the mother and father of my fiancĂ©. Even so, I would be willing to have sex with you but it would have to be some any way I can do it and still keep my virginity?”

“I’m quite sure we can work something out, Ruth. Suppose you come to my office after school ends today and we’ll see if we can think of something.”

Dennis McCoy already knew what he was going to be thinking of and he hoped Ruth would be as willing as she said she would be. She was about the hottest girl in the high school where he taught Geometry, with long red hair, green eyes and a few scattered freckles that enhanced her perfect ivory complexion. Her breasts were big and shapely too but neither they nor her face was Ruth’s main attraction. As he watched her walk out the door of his office in her long knit dress, he knew what was. He was a man who loved female asses and the body he was eying had a bottom that was as close to perfect as any he had ever seen, big and curvy with a truly delightful sway. He would talk with her after classes ended for the day but he already knew what he wanted to do to her later when her dress would be bunched up above her waist and she would be leaning over his desk.

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18th Birthday Picture

For Maggie Crane’s 18th Birthday, her bestfriend Lisa surprised her with a free birthday photo shoot by a famous cameraman, John Lucy.

Lisa is envy of her bestfriend Maggie. She thought Maggie was beautiful, though Maggie didn’t think so herself. She didn’t like how pale white her skin was. She didn’t like the fact that she was really tall. Like around 5’8 or 5’9. She thought her feet were kind of big because she wears a size 10 in shoes. Her dirty blond hair is just plain looking and she always had it either tied in a ponytail or straight down. Her ass was pretty much the only thing that looked right on her body. The biggest problem Maggie had was her enormous breasts.

She outgrew all the other girls in high school by the time she was 15. She was already wearing a double d bra. As she grew, her bra size increased and now that she was 18, her tits are now a whopping 34FF.

Her ample breasts started low on her chest and sloped out to huge mountainous soccer balls. The bottoms of her mighty mounds rested just above her belly button with natural sag. If she had the money to get her breasts deduced, she sure would have done it.

Lisa knows that her bestfriend Maggie is kind of shy about getting her pictures taken. That’s why she wanted to surprise her. Over the years in recent pictures, every camera had zoomed in or focuses on Maggie’s upperbody. No one besides her family has ever taken just a regular face shot without including her huge tits in the frame.

Since Maggie had no idea where Lisa was taking her in the middle of the afternoon, she didn’t get all dressed up for the surprise photo shoot. Instead, Maggie wore her favorite double X-Large light blue tee shirt, with a picture of a dolphin stretched out and distorted across her large chest. A pair of dark blue jeans and her favorite tennis shoes. Maggie was never into dressing up for any occasion and wanted to feel as comfortable as possible.

“Can I take this stupid blindfold off please?” asked Maggie as Lisa drove the both of them to the photo shop.

“Not yet?” said Lisa as she pulled up into the parking lot.

Lisa got out of the car and opened the door for her friend. She guided Maggie into the photo shop. Once inside, Lisa guided Maggie to a long, black leather sofa and Maggie fell backwards on it. Her enormous breasts bobbed underneath her shirt and Lisa couldn’t take her eyes off them.

“Gosh! Maggie’s breasts are HUGE!” Lisa said to herself. “Ok Maggie! You can remove the blindfold now,” said Lisa.

Maggie took off the blindfold and saw she was in a photo studio.

“LISA! How could you set me up to take pictures for my birthday?” questioned Maggie.

“It’s my present to you Maggie… So please just get a couple pictures taken for your birthday. Then I promise we will go somewhere fun,” Lisa pleaded.

“I guess someone doesn’t like having her picture taken,” said a man’s voice.

“Oh my god Maggie! It’s John Lucy. The famous cameraman for the stars,” gasped Lisa.

“Oh yeah! He does take the prettiest pictures of the celebrities. Even the ones that are not so pretty,” Maggie said.

“How do you do girls,” John Lucy greeted them.

John walked out from the shadows to reveal his tall, dark, and handsome self.

Lisa and Maggie were both drooling over the hot blond 25-year-old cameraman.

“Please! Tell me why don’t you like getting your pictures taken birthday girl Maggie?” John asked.

“Well….because…I never turn out right in pictures,” Maggie said slyly.

“Well Maggie. That’s all going to change tonight. I think you have a very beautiful face for photographing,” John said.

“Thanks!” Maggie said blushing.

“You’re gorgeous too Lisa,” John flirted.

“Thank you John! You’re very gorgeous yourself,” Lisa commented.

“Why don’t you take a seat next to your friend Maggie? I would like to see how you guys work together,” John said smiling.

Both Lisa and Maggie were memorized by John’s good looks and muscular body, which showed in his tight shirt and black jeans. They were so memorized by him that they would end up doing anything the man wanted. And John knew that.

Lisa took a seat next to Maggie. Lisa’s body was nowhere near voluptuous as Maggie’s. She was thinner the Maggie and shorter. She had dark black curl hair and was prettier then Maggie but Lisa didn’t want to gloat it to her bestfriend.

John started taking pictures of the duo. He had move close together. So close that, Maggie’s massive double F cups crushed against Lisa’s C cups. John started to get very hard and it showed as a large bulged formed in his jeans.

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After School Help

Finally, the bell rang. Class was over. Seth sighed a heavy sigh of relief.

“Alright, guys, remember! The test on Chapter 4 is when?”

The class sighed, grumbled and in a collectively defeated unison, replied, “Tomorrow.”

“Right. Also, remember, if you do better on this test than the previous one, I will drop your first test grade and count this one twice.” A little incentive and hopefully, the class would appreciate his teaching a little more. No excited responses. The life of a teacher, he thought. You give them a treat and they still think you’re a fucking prick. He moved to his desk, settling in for his afternoon break. One class period off, one more after that and the day was done. He glanced up, watching his students file out, picking out some of their conversations and smiled to himself. I remember when I was in your shoes, guys. It’s not as bad as you think, you’ll see.

He became so engrossed with his grade book, that he didn’t see her quietly approach the desk.

“Mr. Allen?”

When she spoke his name in her husky voice, he jumped, startled right out of his train of thought. “Ah, yes, Ms. Wolfe? How can I help you?”

Jadyn Wolfe was a knockout for her 18 years of age. Her silky blue-black hair framed her delicate face, and those sapphire blue eyes were enough to pierce your heart. Her blue blouse and short skirt, perhaps a little too tight, hugged her perfect curves in all the right places and when she walked with those long slender legs, she seemed to glide untouchably through a crowd. Jadyn gave off a seductive aroma of mystery; all the men wanted her, all the girls hated her. She paid them all no mind, and mainly kept to herself. She seemed unbreakable, and even sexier, untouchable.

She brushed her long hair over her shoulder and tilted her head to the side. “Um, I was wondering if you had any time later on today, after school, if you could help explain some concepts from the chapter to me. I didn’t do so hot on the first test and I’m really worried about tomorrow’s.”

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A Very Horny Birthday

I’m a single father raising two teenage kids: Sara, who is 19, and Mike, 18. My wife Julie decided after three years of marriage that she wasn’t the family type and left us. It’s been just the three of us since.

For Mike’s 18th birthday I decided to rent a skin flick, buy a six pack of beer, and just have a “guy’s night” with him. Mike has always been a little introverted, always studying to get good grades, and shy toward the girls. I figured our celebration might loosen him up a bit and let him have some fun.

We were about ten minutes into the flick and had just finished our first brew when Sara walked into the room. Immediately I became uncomfortable because I didn’t know what she would think about what we were watching. She was the type who would consider a porno movie chauvinistic or immature. To my surprise, she just asked if she could watch too. I said sure and she plopped down on the couch next to Mike.

During the slow parts of the movie I glanced over at the two of them to see their reactions. Mike was riveted to the TV; I was sure he was a virgin and that this was the first time he had witnessed sexual acts. He studied every scene intently. Sara seemed nonchalant. Unlike Mike, I knew Sara had been sexually active because she had asked me to buy birth control pills for her since she was sixteen.

As the movie neared the end, Sara began to shift her legs around during each of the hot scenes. She had shared a beer with us and I figured the movie was starting to get her aroused. Mike’s face was still glued to the TV. It had an effect on him too: the lump on the inside of his left leg was growing quite long. Sara became increasingly fidgety and finally placed her hand on Mike’s leg. This startled him out of his gaze for a moment, as if he realized for the first time that his sister was sitting next to him. He immediately turned his attention back to the TV, not wanting to miss a moment of the action.

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Her Sister The Slut

My girlfriend Kim and I have been going out for about 5 months. She is 23, about 5’4″, with auburn wavy hair and bright green eyes. Her skin is a little pale, and she has a hint of freckles on her face and shoulders. Kim has a thin build, with perky B cups and a tight apple ass. The first time I saw her walk away from me in tight little panties, slightly sucked up between her hard cheeks, I was hooked. I am three years older, 6′ even, muscular but not huge. Kim likes when I have a beard, so I keep a trimmed one that matches my short brown hair.

Kim’s little sister Katie has fallen on hard times. Frankly, she’s a bitch. I don’t often use that term, but she really is. Drugs, skipping school, sexting, all before she even came close to graduating high school. She got kicked out when she tried to seduce a teacher for an A. Once Katie hit 18, her parents kicked her out, and now she is living on Kim’s couch. Now she is causing Kim stress. Now she is causing me not to get laid.

“Come on, Kim, let me relax you with a nice shoulder rub… and then I’ll lick you until you cum.” Just a head shake no. I was trying to kill two birds with one stone, but I missed. Kim loves when I talk dirty. Maybe I’ll try that. 

“How about we put on that porn where the Asian chick takes on a couple? The one where her face is covered in pussy juice and it drips off her chin?” Kim is in a phase lately where her fantasy is to have a girl on her face while I fuck her. When I bring it up during sex, she licks her lips in anticipation. But not now.

“She’s just sitting around. She promised to be looking for a job. I feel like her parent, and I’m sick on not being able to relax on the couch after work. She doesn’t even make her ‘bed’ anymore.” It’s true. Katie sleeps on the couch, and has been getting sloppier by the day. She started out so clean and neat, picking up after herself. Two weeks later and she leaves her clothes all over the place.

She also dresses more scantily by the day. It’s summer in Las Vegas, but the apartment is air conditioned. Still, Katie is starting to hang out in panties and a long t-shirt. Kim almost lost it when Katie ditched the t-shirt for a tank top. I guess having your boyfriend around your little sister while she’s exposing her tight little ass in cute panties was too much. That, or the low cut tank top that revealed her D cups. I hope Kim is not jealous.

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Cock Tease

There she was, running the track again in those short very tight fitting pants and sports bra. She was the biggest flirt around always teasing guys with her skimpy clothes. I was there playing footy (I’m an Aussie). We were doing tackling practice and I was staring at her running past us. Little did I know it was my turn to get tackled. I may be 6 foot 4 but when your standing flatfooted with one hand down your pants being tackled really hurts. I pulled the grass from my hair and got up staring at her again, she was giggling as she ran on past.

After training she came up to me to say hello. ‘Hi Smitty,’ How was training. She asked doing her beautiful blonde hair into a pig tail. “Hey Nikki, yeah not too bad.” I started to shake, she was soo hot.

Nikki was my next door neighbour, we used to hang out as kids but when we mad high school she got sexy and lost interest in me. “Will you walk home with me Smitty?”

“Of course.”

We got walking and I could tell a few of my footy mates were excited for me. When we got to her house she asked if I wanted to come in for a while. I asked if here parents were home and she said the wont get back till late. I complied and walked behind her, her shorts had rode up and I got a great view of that sex ass of hers. I guess this would be a great time to describe her. At just barely 18, she was a very sexy blonde not too good with heights or bra size but I guess she is about 5 foot 4 and a very descent cup size. She has a beautiful firm ass with sexy legs.
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Eighteen and Ready To Get Fucked

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. I spent many afternoons at the beach or even just hanging out in my parents’ backyard working on my tan.

Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I’ve never had to work very hard to keep my figure; in fact, the times in my life when I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.

At eighteen, I had been seeing the same guy for over two years. He was, at that point, the first and only guy I had ever slept with. Unfortunately, however, we had started to grow apart and it was only a matter of time before one of us would have the guts to break up with the other.

In the meantime I was really lusting after Sean, the guy who had been living with us for the last few months. Sean’s dad was a close friend of my dad’s and he had just moved into the area for a new job. He was hoping to save up some money to buy a place of his own, so my dad offered to let him stay with us for a little while. He was in his mid-twenties, tall and fit with short, brown hair. As cute as he was, he was also quite shy, or at least that’s what I thought. I’m pretty sure I had seen him checking me out on more than one occasion, but I had never detected anything resembling any real interest on his part. Although I was a little more outgoing, I had never done anything more than smile at him and make sure I looked nice any time he was around.

It was late on a weekday morning when I had decided to lie down in the backyard and get some sun. My parents were both at work and my brother was at school, and Sean was probably working as well. I changed into my little yellow string bikini and grabbed a towel before heading outside. I had been blessed with tolerant skin, so I rarely wore sunscreen when I was out in the sun. I spread the towel out on the lawn and sprawled out on my back, soaking in the rays. After about twenty minutes I flipped onto my stomach, undoing the ties on my bikini top so that I wouldn’t wind up with any tan lines on my back. I had just untied myself when I heard the phone ringing inside the house. I ignored it, knowing that by the time I had tied up my top and gotten inside I would have missed the call anyway. It was only a few seconds later that I heard Sean’s voice calling to me from the house.

“Hey Christine, the phone’s for you,” he said.

Because I thought I had the house to myself, his voice startled me. I jumped a bit and turned my head to face the house. This wound up exposing my right breast for a brief moment before I remembered that I was topless.
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Her New Bra

Kimberly O’ Brien was stretching before gym class started. All the guys in the class couldn’t help but watch as Kimberly stretched. Even the girls eyed Kimberly’s stretching. This was an everyday event for the guys and girls to watch Kimberly stretch. The 18-year-old had a massive bust.

Kimberly would notice her fellow gym students looking and glancing at her chest. Kimberly knew her huge 38EE cups were a spectacular sight. She had the biggest boobs in the entire school distract. Even some of the female staff was jealous of Kimberly’s bust size.

Today would be a day that Kimberly and her gym class would never forget. As Kimberly continued stretching, she bended her back and thrust her chest out forwards. The weight of her huge tits really took its toll as her bra straps completely snapped. The massive support cups fell under her tits and they now hung down her chest with the nipples resting near her navel.

The guys in the class immediately felt their cocks harden as Kimberly’s oversized melons jiggled and wobbled freely under her plain tee shirt. Her big nipples poked through the material of the shirt and Kimberly’s face became red. Kimberly immediately cradled her boobs and run out of the gym. She felt embarrassed and knew this was one of the wrong times in her life.

Kimberly’s mother Lucy came to the school to pick Kimberly up. Kimberly explained everything to her mother. Lucy decided that it was time for Kimberly to get a new bra because she might have outgrown her current bust size.

They arrived at Victoria Secrets. Lucy stayed in the car and handed her daughter her credit card so she could buy as many bras as she liked it.

Kimberly entered the store wearing her favorite hooded shirt. She didn’t want her breasts to bounce obscenely in the mall.

“Can I help you miss?” asked a man in a squeaky girl voice.

Kimberly knew he was gay and could trust him.

“Yes. I’m Kimberly O’ Brien and I’m looking to get my bust re-measured and to buy some new bras,” Kimberly said.

The man felt a small prickly in his crotch.
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Nineteenth Birthday Present

It was the night before my nineteenth birthday, and, hell, had I waited long enough.

And I’m babysitting. Kids snoring in bed; me, alone watching a film downstairs when the door opens and the guy, hmmm, we’ll call him, hell, we’ll call him ‘you’ and his missus walk in. Home early. Her not well… Overindulged (hic), maybe… She goes straight upstairs, barely acknowledging me, and I hear her crash down onto the bed in the room above me. Small houses these. No secrets here,

The guy, you, you say I can stay and finish the film, pours a drink… Asks if I fancy a cider… Yeah, yeah, at almost 19 I’ve been drinking for four years or more already… And you hand me a can, cracking it open as you do so… Sit down next to me. Close enough. Far enough away.

I can smell you. Sweet, rum maybe, but my nose ain’t as refined as it’s going to be, smoky. And, not meaning to, I chew my bottom lip and pour a swig of cider down. You, I can feel you next to me, dark, moody, and I think you might be looking at me, but when I peer discreetly out of the corner of my eye, nope, your eyes are staring at the TV screen, not noticing me, now talking. Indifferent. And I push my arse back into the cushion behind me and relax.

It’s a bog-standard rom-com, a 90s film I just caught on the TV. I’ve got work tomorrow and I should be going but the cider slips down nicely, and you, though not watching get us both another drink, picking up a DVD on the way. Waving it at me, you ask if it’s okay to change, and I say cool as I take the can. Now I’m watching you, openly, just curious. You, still no interest in me, in talking, you sit down, a little closer. Warm.

I pluck up my courage and ask what we’re watching. You shrug. You don’t really know. A buddy leant you it, and then you just wink, all casual, told you to watch it with a girlfriend sometime. And I’m a girl, hell, a woman, aren’t I, and we both smile, laugh, and I take a sip.

Now you aren’t, this I know, the kind of guy to lure your babysitter into watching hardcore porn, because, baby that would be bad, you a married man and all. But something just a bit softer, a storyline slightly above, Chloeville and her amazing turkey baster. Something with a bit of story, tension… And we sit and there’s a tension all right. Tangible. Fucking tangible.
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