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"Yes, Sir.Sorry again, Sir."

I'dlike to startoff by sayingthat this isa true story.The events heretook place whenI was 18years old. Tellme what youthink after youread it.

Melvin reached out to me.I took hishand. He pulledme off thebed and Chapter2

She said, "I like toeat." as shewiggle her assat me. Itook the hintand kissed herright in themiddle of herass cheeks, mylips were againsther asshole. Iused my tongueto play withher anus abit and thenburied my facein her assfirst sticking mytongue into herpussy and playingwith it thenlicked the totallength of hercrack. I repeatedthis same moveending with melicking her assover and overagain. Her responsewas, "Oh baby,you are thegreatest, I can'tever remember beingwith anyone sosexy. Oh hurrywith the lube;I need youto fuck myass. I wantto feel youinside me honey,hurry and getmy ass lubed up to receiveyour cock."

Just afew weeks afterCassandra went away,I started prep school. Prep, youknow, like preparationfor me togo to theold man's almamater.

The previous delightsI had justknown were asnothing compared towhat his cockwas doing tome. In andout he droveit, whipping meto a frenzyof primal gratificationI never dreamedpossible. And yetpart of himwas holding back,being considerate ofmy needs overhis own. Buthe was wrongand I lethim know it.

"Ouch!"he laughed, pretendingto have beenstabbed in theheart. "Just 'causeI work withmy hands don'tmean I didn'tscore a 1580on my SATsor go toStanford on partialscholarship. There's alot more tome than meetsthe eye."

Red movedin behind meto suck away on July's moistcunt. July pushedeach breast upto form awarm pillow toenvelop my dick.I stroked inbetween, contained inher softness. WhenI looked upJameson and Gregwere standing there,each reached downto undo hiszipper. Red looked up and gavea squeal ofdelight. She movedover to suckon Greg, asJameson slipped offhis pants toget behind meto fuck July'spussy.

I turnedmy head andsaw Ashley andBecca sitting intheir customary seats,front row againstthe glass andon either sideof the redline. Ashley madethe gesture thatshe always madebefore the game,her index andpinky fingers upand her thumboff to theside, saying 'ILove You.' Isnarled under mymask and lookedat her fora moment. Ithen remembered thatI love thiswoman and putmy glove tomy heart, myway of signalingback.

"You little bitch!Start moving yourfucking ass now!"He screamed.

"I'llbe right back.Don't cum," shesaid simply.

Inside thevault was cooland dry, surprisinglyspacious for amemorial of thistype, and smelledinoffensively of earthwormsand musty soil.She lit acandle and waitedfor her eyesto adjust butas they didshe was astonishedby a mostunexpected sight. Beforeher was whatappeared to bea gothic styletomb; a largemarble sarcophagus wassurmounted by areclining statue carved in full relief.This was thesort of thingyou'd find ina cathedral, ora large parish church, but notsome out ofthe way countrygrave yard. Steppingcloser she brushedthe dust andcobwebs from it'sface and herastonishment changed toutter incredulity. Thiswas no statue,but a corpse,unlike any corpseshe had everseen. He, forit was aman, was asperfectly preserved asif he'd diedthat very morning.The flesh, thoughdeathly white andalmost translucent, wasflawless and unbroken,and his longflowing hair ,was dark andsilken. She gentlyblew the dustfrom his eyelids,almost expecting themto flutter open,and noted thatevery eyelash wasperfect and intact.

"Jessica, get readyI'm going tocum. Are youready baby, becausehere it comes."

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My heartwas racing likea car inthe Indianapolis 500.She pulled thefront of mypanties down, stoppingjust above mycurls. "I thinkI am goingto like this,"she said.

MyAunty had invitedme to staywith her familyduring the twoweeks that Iwould be there.During the firstweekend I washoping to dosomething out ofthe ordinary. Mycousin, Shannon, hadorganized a partyfor the Saturdaynight and wasgoing to invitesome of herfriends. I wasreally hoping toget laid byone of them.

Hispalms move upslowly from yourtummy. You moanslightly as hislips move fromkissing to lightlysucking. His handsmove up andslowly cupping yourbreasts. You findyour hands movingto his handsand squeezing hishands. His handssqueeze your breastsfollowing the leadof your hands.His mouth slowly sucks along yourskin, pulling youinto his mouthand squeezing gentlywith his warmlips. You moanagain at this.His hands carefully tease your nipplesbetween his forefingerand thumb. Youfind yourself strokinghis hands ashe teases yournipples into ahardening state. Hissucking lips move up the sideof your neckand stops justbelow your ear.You hear himbreathing, slowly andfeel him warmlyagainst your neck.Your hands releasehis hands andtravels behind yourhead to hishead. You strokehis temples asyou hear himtake a deepbreath.

"Is thiswhat you wantedto see, abig, hard cockbeing jacked foryou to watch?"John asked andthen asked, "Ishe hard?"

My bestfeature is mylegs and ass,or so I'mfrequently told. Mylegs are long,shapely and veryheavily muscled fromroller-skating, and myass is roundand hard. Ihave a greattan except forthe bikini marks that I planto lose whenI leave homeand can sunmyself naked onmy patio, roofor whatever. AsI said, I'mvery sensualistic, butoddly didn't reallydiscover sex untila couple ofyears ago, andproper fucking onlyvery recently –it was alwayssomething I'd shiedaway from. Imean, who wantsto get pregnantor catch avenereal disease! ButI've always lovedhot baths, massages,and just beingtouched in general.

Myheart seemed tobe beating inmy throat asI felt thebed move, then,as I bitmy lower lipI felt herhands for thefirst time. Witha slight shakingshe opened myslit, finding myclit an instantlater.

continuedto unclothe me.

Thatnight, during hererotic relaxation session,it was theface and bodyof the youththat filled herfantasy. Once relievedof her burdensomeexcitation, she toldherself that "Thismust stop, youare being ridiculous."In saying thisthe youth cameto mind, andfurther relief wascalled for.

The"before I metyou" time forboth was asshapeless and bereftof memories asthe "since Imet you" timewas as concreteand filled withpromise.

This put meat ease butI still hada nagging thoughtthat it wouldn'tmatter, that hewould do whateverthe hell hewanted to withher and Iwould, within reason,let him.

How wasshe supposed toknow what shewanted to dofor the restof her life?She wasn't evensure if shewanted to sufferthrough four yearsof college. Educationhad not beenher forte andshe found schoolto be tediousand unrelenting. Sheloved to readand write, butthat wasn't anybasis for acareer, was it?Not without adegree to backit up. Andthat took herfull circle back to the collegething again.

I sitthere fully dressed in jeans ina t-shirt, waitingfor his nextrequest.

"Lovely."

Whenhe reached thegalley, Mike pokedhis head aroundthe corner sohe wouldn't exposehis obvious boner to the friendlystewardess.

"My boyfriendcheated on me."She said, burstinginto tears againas the wordscame out.

I felthim strain, thenhe was fillingme. I letthe final waves of pleasure roll over me, thenhis weight waspressing me ashe collapsed againstmy breasts.

"Then we'dbetter hurry."

She staredin a subduedtone, "Ok, letme put itanother way. Yourfather is theonly man thatI have everslept with and..."

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