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[SugarMama]

Hammy! You gotta finish that, man.

[chickenona]

Don't make me bust out the one about the insane married couple I did the threesome with. That was nearly as bad as Mutt & Jeff.

Please, Hammy, for the love of all that's decent, post that shit before I type again.

[Metal_Mistress]

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[Ham Stroker's Ejacula]

Two weeks later, the fraternity I was pledging held a Saturday night party during Halloween weekend. There wasn't any kind of costume requirement – just another night to pack 250 people into the house and drain 15 kegs of beer. I had invited Karen and told her she should bring a bunch of her girlfriends with her. I was down in the basement, standing behind the bar pouring beers with another guy when she showed up with half a dozen other girls, including Melissa. Another guy took over my position behind the bar and I went out to say hello. After giving Karen a hug and kiss I grabbed Melissa and hugged her. When I pulled back from her I held on, looking into her eyes. I leaned back in and said, "If I leave here tonight and you're not with me I'm not going to be happy." in her ear – she smiled, gave my ass a playful grab, and said "Get me a beer, okay?"

The next couple of hours was typical - lots of loud music, drinking, and long lines at the bathrooms. I was feeling really good – had a nice buzz on. I spent a lot of time with Karen, Melissa, and their friends – cracking jokes, refilling their beers, etc. At one point Karen grabbed me and said, "when are we going to go back to your place?" I told her whenever she and Melissa were ready was cool by me. She gave me this "huh?" look, but I could tell that she wasn't really surprised by it. I added "you know I want the both of you tonight – let's make it happen." She gave me a big smile and walked over to Melissa. She leaned into her head, said something, and next thing you know we were out the door and headed towards my dorm.

As we walked back the girls were giggling and singing – I was between them and had to help Melissa along, as she was definitely more inebriated than Karen. I remember Melissa asking me "So, what are your plans for us?" I said "Let's get back to the room and take it from there." We walked in through the main entrance – I signed the two of them in as my guests and we made our way up a couple flights to my room on the 3rd floor. Once we got inside the room the girls crashed out on these two beanbag chairs my roommate and I had (he was home for the weekend seeing his girlfriend). I grabbed some cold beers out of the mini-fridge and the three of us hung out, drinking and talking. After the beers were finished and we'd talked a bit more, I gave Karen a smile and then made my move. I shifted onto the chair Melissa was crashed on, brought her in close to me, and laid a kiss on her.

Man, those lips were everything I had anticipated and more. I could feel the tension and energy between us explode. Our tongues probed each other as we alternated between heavy, passionate kisses and gentle little ones. I felt Karen's hands on my back, and I leaned back – our lips met. I turned back to Melissa and told her "I've been a good boy – waiting to see those tits of yours – don’t make me wait any longer." As she pulled her top over her head Karen came around her back and unhooked her bra. What came next didn't disappoint. Holy shit – just about the most perfect pair of tits you could ever imagine seeing – as my buddy Bill described it "they're the kind of tits you just want to mount on your wall so you can sit there and gaze at them or lean in and give them a lick or something." Truer words were never spoken – I'm talking a full C cup with these perfect-sized, dark areolas.

As much as I could've sat there gazing at those orbs all night, there was no way I wasn't going to feast on them. I likely said something like "Jesus Christ! Mmmmph!! Hot damn look at those titties!" - you know, something to that effect – anyways, I brought my mouth over yonder and circled my tongue around an areola. Fuck, the nipples on this girl! #2 pencil erasers that jutted out – be careful or you might take an eye out. Did I mention that my dick was already so hard inside my jeans that I probably could've cut diamonds with it? No shit. I worked her breasts with my mouth and hands some more, and when I came up for air I discovered that Karen was now topless. She was no slouch in the boob department, either – smaller than Melissa, but perky and really cute. No complaints. Now that I had them both halfway to my ultimate goal, I took control and told them what I wanted. "I want you two on the floor in front of me, and I want you to share my cock."

I stood up and removed my shirt. Karen unbuttoned the top of the jeans while Melissa gave my junk a good squeeze. She then unzipped my jeans and they both pulled them down to my ankles – I brought up a foot at a time and then they were off. I stood there in just a pair of briefs. When they were back to face level with my crotch I pulsed my cock to make it shift up and down and that made them both laugh. Melissa ran the palm of her hand up and over the shaft then worked it over and inside the underwear, finally grabbing my throbbing dick. Karen pulled the underwear down, fully exposing my cock and balls. She pumped the shaft and ran a finger over the head – a good amount of precum was out – she got some on a finger and put it in her mouth, licking it up. Then Melissa began sucking my cock while Karen played with my balls and ass. Melissa knew what she was doing – that's for damn sure. God, that mouth! So soft and warm – her tongue flicking around the base of the head, then tracing up and down the sides of the shaft.

After some more good dick sucking I told them to take each other's jeans off. "Let me see your panties." They got each other's jeans off – another pair of hi-cuts for Karen and a cute little pink number on Melissa. I positioned Melissa back down on one of the beanbags and had her lay back and relax. Karen came down next to me. I started on Melissa's right foot with little kisses, slowly making my way up her leg. Karen had moved up to be eye level with her, and they kissed each other. At this point, I didn't have any idea about their history together – didn't know if this was the first time they'd done anything like that. As they kissed and Karen began playing with Melissa's tits, I was up to her inner thigh and working my mouth towards the promised land. When I reached her vagina with my mouth, I instantly felt the wetness on her panties. I gave her snatch little kisses. Then I began rubbing her with a couple fingers. She moaned and shifted her legs. I grabbed either side of her panties and pulled them down her legs and over and off her feet. As I came back up to crotch I stopped and watched the two of them kissing and fondling each other.

Nothing will make your dick harder than watching two pretty girls all over each other – my cock was up against my belly. I focused back on Melissa's snatch – this was 1986 - my eyes gazed upon a glorious full bush of dark short and curlies. Heaven. I brought my mouth down as she arched her back slightly in anticipation – my tongue slowly began darting and flicking along her moist slit. The smell was intoxicating – the taste drove me wild. My cock was raging and I knew it was only a matter of time before I'd reach that moment when the tip of my dick would first make contact with her pussy – if I'd only known just how intense things would get.


To be continued….

[chickenona]

YAY HAMMY!!!

[TawnyVonJagger]

I said God-DAMN!

[chickenona]

It's encouraging to know just how many people are reading this. I like watching the view counter jump anytime somebody puts up new stuff. Thanks to all of you who are reading, you are making this thread as much as anybody who's participated.

Last night I got an anonymous submission from a name I don't recall seeing on the boards before. Since this poster apparently wants to post regular stuff without having any kind of prejudgments made on her first submission being a porn, I won't give the name. But I will say if there's more where this came from I hope she sends me more porn.

Anyway, on to the submission:


I'd met him the evening before and our chemistry had been instantaneous. He had dark hair, dark eyes, medium-tone skin, full lips, a wicked accent, and looked to be in good shape. He was unusually mature and wise beyond his years and I was drawn to him instantly. We'd made plans to meet the next day for a rendezvous before we had to go off with our respective tour groups.

That afternoon I walked up to the dock and saw him standing there. We sat next to each other on the boat. He rubbed my knee and I whispered in his ear. I had my hair in pigtails and he playfully pulled on them. I whispered, "Just think of them as handlebars." He half-smiled and leaned in and purred, "Wayyy ahead of you," as he discreetly nibbled my ear. He was in his early 20s, he told me, and heavily favored older women because he loved to learn new things in bed and was a quick study. He also mentioned he was really into yoga and was very flexible. Good Christ, was I in trouble. I was already wet at this point. I wondered if the people on the boat around us knew we were whispering about which positions we liked to fuck in.

We got off the boat and walked around for a while, talking about all sorts of things. We goofed off and took pictures and eventually found a grassy areas with trees and shade. We sat down and cuddled a little and he kissed me for the first time. He was an excellent kisser, exploring my mouth gently rather than jamming his tongue down my throat. The chemistry was undeniable. It would have been fun to build up a bit more sexual tension, but time was of the essence. We agreed to meet up that night and decided that he would come to my hotel after dinner.

After dinner I was running late. I showered and was just putting on a towel when he knocked at the door. He came in and I got a little shy (relatively speaking) and put on a tank top with no bra and pajama shorts. I didn't feel like I could just whip off the towel and go at it with him. What a fine time to decide to be demure, right?

We sat on the bed and kissed and touched for a while. He took his time and I could feel myself getting wetter. I slowly snaked my hands underneath his shirt as we kissed and felt his chest. He ran his hands over my tits through my top and marveled at how hard my nipples were. After a while I couldn't take it anymore - I stood up and slowly lifted my top and played with my nipples while he watched. He leaned forward to touch, but I leaned back and shook my head and smiled a little. I kept my shorts on for the time being and just had fun teasing him for a bit. I was still very, very nervous though.

He wriggled out of his clothes at my insistence, and goddamn, he looked great naked. His cock was nice looking and average sized (I'm not a size queen, average has always been fine with me). He wasn't kidding about the yoga. The fucker was flexible and we made the most of this attribute. I was still very nervous so I decided I needed to do something I love to do, something that calms me. He laid back on the bed and I pulled off my top, laid across him and kissed him, then flirtatiously whispered, "Do you want me to suck your cock?" He murmured, "Yes, god yes." I whispered more forcefully, "You need to beg me for it. Tell me how bad you want it." "Please, please suck my cock," he moaned. I slowly slithered down his torso, stopping to kiss his neck, his nipples, and his belly along the way, and paying special attention to his hipbones. I was gonna make him wait while I enjoyed his upper body..

By this time he was squirming in anticipation. I started to gently stroke his cock and play with his balls, and when a bit of pre-cum dripped onto his belly, I lapped it up like liquid sugar. When he dripped more pre-cum, I swirled my finger in it and put it up to his mouth. He only hesitated for a split second before tasting and smiling shyly. Finally I took the head of his cock in my warm mouth and began to suck and lick him. After a good 5 minutes of shaft and ball licking, sucking, and stroking, I took a bit of lube and worked it all over his shaft and balls and began to ever so slowly jack him off while giving him head. I love giving head. It's never been a chore for me (unless the guy is over the top well hung, in which case it's just uncomfortable, or if he wants to cum super quick, which I hate...I like to take my time) and I love being in control and eliciting a reaction from a man. He went wild...I brought him to the brink...and then backed
off. The 2nd time I was planning to bring him to the brink again, but he looked like he might pass out, so I went easy on him...I quickened my pace and finished him off and swallowed his cum. Then I kissed him full on the mouth, which I think shocked him, but he didn't push me away.

He came with intensity, and wasn't afraid to be a little loud in his orgasm, either, which I loved. Afterwards as we lay there he laughed self-consciously and said, "My god, I've never cum like that before...I am actually numb. My body is completely numb. That is the best head I've ever gotten." I felt rather triumphant, I'll admit. (Even if it did come from a young guy who's probably been with a handful of girls in his life thus far.)

I asked him if he'd ever watched a girl touch herself and get off, and he said no, so as we lay there, I slowly pulled off my shorts. I was very, very wet, and touched my pussy and licked my finger very slowly and deliberately while he watched. He seemed to be very into watching, so...



Part 2 to come in the next post.

[chickenona]

Okay, on to Part 2 of Teh_N00b's submission:


...still holding his gaze, I scooted back on the bed and sat kind of halfway up in bed with the pillows propping me up and started to leisurely rub my clit with my right hand while fingering my hard nipples with my left hand. My eyes said, "Come fuck me," but I wouldn't really let him do too much and he was still recovering from the blowjob anyway. It was too much fun to tease him, and he told me he'd never watched a girl masturbate before. I wanted to give him a show he'd never seen.

As I played I told him to talk to me and tell me what positions he likes and what he's always wanted to do but never gotten to. I kept eye contact with him. He was shy at first, protesting and saying, "I don't know what to say!" I gently encouraged him and lead him down certain paths of fantasies. He told me later that while he loved dirty talk during sex, he'd never fully talked about certain fantasies during sex before. I told him that I've found that sharing those sorts of things during masturbation works really well.

As I rubbed my clit, I directed him to slip his middle finger inside me. I told him to curve it a bit in the "come here" motion and I'd tell him when he hit my g-spot. He'd never done this before, so it was fun being his teacher and guiding him through, as he was a very eager and attentive student. I got closer and closer and squeezed my muscles around his fingers to intensify the orgasm. When I came, I came LOUD and didn't worry about my neighbors. My whole body shuddered and I felt a wave of euphoria and calm wash over me. I made him keep his finger inside me for a bit afterwards so he could feel the intermittent throbbing inside me.

We cuddled and almost drifted off to sleep, but he had to go back to his hotel. We were going in different directions early in the morning. We got dressed and walked out to the courtyard of the hotel - he wanted me to wait for him while his cab came. We sat on a bench in front, cuddling and kissing and whispering dirty things back and forth. We knew we'd never see each other again...but it had been an excellent night.



The watching part totally made me think of Cliff Burton. All you ladies out there who haven't let a guy watch you diddle yourself, take note - it's something any red-blooded guy would want to see. Especially if you urge him to participate.

[SugarMama]

The watching part totally made me think of Cliff Burton. All you ladies out there who haven't let a guy watch you diddle yourself, take note - it something any red-blooded guy would want to see. Especially if you urge him to participate.

First of all, Teh_Noob's submission was excellent. I hope he/she will send you more.

Secondly, Hammy, you're the biggest tease I"ve ever seen. You and your splitting up your posts just when shit gets really good. I hope the next part is coming soon. Pun intended.

Lastly, what Nona just said is true. I learned this on a minor level when I was dancing. A new girl joined our club and she was watching me dance one night. She was still learning, well, everything. She asked me after watching me one night why I touched myself as much as I did while I was dancing. Not like that, mind you. I just ran my hands all over my body. I explained that where my hands went, guys eyes were sure to follow. Whether they were on my neck, my breasts, whatever. If you've never masturbated with an audience before and you're nervous about it, but your guy wants it or you want to try it, just close your eyes. Once is all it takes to get past that nervousness. It can be just as sexy as any other act, and sometimes, more intimate than sex itself. I"m not a big fan of watching men jerk off, but I do like watching women do it, so I get the appeal.

[chickenona]

I think it's because male masturbation is so straightforward, there are subtle differences in beat-off techniques for guys but for the most part they all do it pretty much the same way. I did once watch a guy jerking off and he kept playing with his balls, tugging them forward from underneath, and when I tried doing that to a guy I was playing with it got a very positive response, so you can learn from watching, but for the most part it's very goal-oriented and straightforward, whereas every woman seems to do it differently. And guys like looking at womens' bodies in any context.

[SugarMama]

You know, the other thing is, if a woman is masturbating, she has other things to do, too. She can use one hand on her pussy, and the other on her tits. More to do, more fun to watch. But in any case, if you're one of those silent fucks, who never makes any noise, I don't care if you're a guy or a girl. I won't care to watch. I like noise.

[Ham Stroker's Ejacula]

Secondly, Hammy, you're the biggest tease I"ve ever seen. You and your splitting up your posts just when shit gets really good. I hope the next part is coming soon. Pun intended.

Honestly - I'm not intentionally being a tease - finding the time to write this up is difficult (usually only happens later in the evening once the wife and 3 kids are fast asleep). However, knowing that it's driving some of you crazy makes me pretty happy. Just wait until I get to one of my stories from my time in Japan (when I was 23-24 years old) - I got blown on a stage by three Japanese girls in front of several dozen people at a less-than-reputable, police-turn-the-other-way back alley club in Osaka.

I'll try to finish up the current story and post it tonight.

[SugarMama]

Bobby was the singer for a local hair band that really wasn't all that great. It's one redeeming factor was, in fact, Bobby himself. He dressed the part, and was absolutely gorgeous. He had dark, shoulder length, curly hair, dark olive skin and deep dark brown eyes. The night I met him, he was actually into my friend Jenny, so I thought "Meh. So much for that." The 2 of them spent alot of time talking on the phone, and when the band played, we'd go see them. The 2 of them would be stuck together like velcro all night. I was more than a little envious, I admit.

So fast forward a bit to my 21st birthday. During the day I went to a Memorial Day concert being held at a club in Miami. There were several bands lined up to play, and this happened to include Bobby's band. Bobby and I wind up sitting together and talking for a while. He asks what I'm doing for my birthday and I say "This is pretty much it. Not much else going on today. Nothing tonite that I know of." I don't remember how, but this conversation culminated in Bobby asking me for my phone number. I gave it to him, but thought nothing of it.

I was home that night, curled up in bed watching TV, when the phone rang. It was Bobby, asking if I'd come up with anything to do that night. I told him what I was doing, and again, not remembering the details, we'll assume he didn't think what I was doing was what I should be doing. Because he asked if he could take me out. And I remember internally freaking right the fuck out. I'd been crushing on this guy for months and had just resigned myself to the fact that he wasn't into me and it was never going to happen and he was on my phone, asking me out and FUCK I NEED TO TAKE A BREATH AND ACT COOL!!!!!!!!!! I then had to do the least cool thing on the planet. I lived with my parents at the time, who had some pretty strict rules about shit, like when I came and went. It did not matter that I was 21. They had rules. So the really uncool thing I had to go do was go ask my mom if I could go out that night. *Sigh*. I know. Luckily for me, she was in a good mood and said she didn't care. I happily raced back to my phone to tell Bobby I was good to go and proceeded to get ready to go out in record time. I needed to be ready and out of this house before my mother changed her mind. Because that was a real possibility.

Lucky for me, Bobby actually had some manners and did the right thing when he got there. He got out of his car and came to the door and asked for me and everything. Hey, I didn't know him real well, and knew less about his dating habits. For all I knew, he was going to pull up and honk. I was relieved to hear him talking to my mother in the living room. We escaped as quickly as possible and I walked out to the driveway to see a brand new 280Z. Low slung, red, T tops were already off. I'm a car girl. It may be a piece of shit car in some peoples' eyes, but man it was hot as fuck to look at. And I loved riding in it. I climbed in and asked Bobby where we were going. He produced a bottle of wine from the back of my seat and said "There really isn't much going on on a Sunday night. (Hence why I had nothing to do on my birthday) I thought we'd find somewhere to park, drink this, hang out. Listen to some music. What do you think?" I was fine with that so we spent half an hour finding somewhere suitably quiet and dark.

What we finally happened upon was the parking lot of an elementary school. Bobby parked and opened the wine and fiddled with the radio for a bit. We talked for a while and I sat there, wondering if he had indeed, simply asked me to go park and drink and talk. Was this possible? Was I cool enough to just hang with, but not hot enough to fucking hit on? What the hell was going on here? Eventually we both fell quiet, and I leaned back in my seat and looked over at him. He was staring at me. I never liked that so I had to say "What? What are you looking at?" That's when he leaned over and kissed me, really softly, on my mouth. There was no tongue, not at first. I felt one of his hands on my neck and that one moved around so it was under my hair, pulling me closer. He stopped kissing me and whispered "Happy birthday to you .... happy birthday to you ...." and I laughed. He started kissing me again, more deeply this time, his tongue in my mouth. We were as pressed together as we could get in that car, and spent quite a while making out. His hands roamed over my breasts and under my shirt. After a while he said "This car is not made for this." I agreed, but had no idea what he was about to do.

He got out of the car. I watched, a little confused, as he came around to my side of the car. He opened my door and knelt on the ground next to the car. I don't remember, but I hope to god that parking lot was well paved. He reached in the car, grabbed my legs, and swung them out of the car so I was sideways in my seat. He leaned in again, kissing me some more and finally asked me if I'd take off my shirt. I did so and shortly after that, off came my bra as well. He paid quite a bit of attention to my breasts, and then started licking his way down my stomach. I leaned back as far as I could, feeling the center console pressing into my back. He finally leaned back out of the car and pulled me out with him. I was now standing outside the car, topless, in a short skirt and heels. He moved me out of the way and shut the door, leaning me up against it. He got to his knees once more, and pushed my skirt up to my hips. He tugged off my panties, because I still wore those then and buried his face in my pussy. I closed my eyes and moaned when his tongue landed on my clit. I'd never been so turned on in my life. The combination of being half naked, in public, with this amazingly hot guy on his knees eating my pussy was more than I could stand and I came pretty quickly.

Now it was his turn and when I grabbed for the front of his jeans, he quietly reminded me that it was my birthday. Therefore, not about him. He pulled me to the front of the car and leaned over me to feel the hood. It had cooled since we'd pulled in and parked and he told me to get up on it. I started to lay back on it, but he pulled me up and arranged me so that I was perched on the very edge of the car. He pulled out his cock and slid into me, holding onto my ass as he did. It was somewhat awkward, but sexy, fucking like that, our faces so close together. I remember him biting my lower lip, kissing me, biting my neck. The position was more than we could handle for very long though and he eventually had me get down, turned me around, and bent me over the hood of the car. He slid his cock inside me again, holding tight to my hips as he fucked me. He started out slowly, with long steady strokes. He reached up with one hand to play with my tits, the other hand staying on my hip. His speed increased, and he started making alot of noise. I remember by the end, I was holding on to the hood as well as I could, trying not to lose my balance because he was fucking me that hard. He came, slamming his cock inside me as hard as he could and by then, my cervix was begging for mercy from the battering it was taking.

I remember putting my clothes back on and checking my face in the visor mirror, hoping I didn't look nearly as fucked as I was. He drove me home, one hand on the steering wheel, one hand over mine. I remember him lifting my hand to his lips a few times, and smiling at me. But we didn't talk much. This was all there was. I knew that before he ever showed up. I never really thought Bobby was going to take me to dinner and drinks and start dating me. Because I remember him saying, that afternoon when we'd run into each other, that I should do something memorable on my 21st birthday. And you must admit, since I"ve never forgotten the feeling of getting fucked on the hood of that car, that it was pretty damned memorable. When we pulled up in front of my house, he walked me to my door and kissed me goodnight. It was a soft, sweet kiss. Much like the first one he'd given me that night. As I said, I've never forgotten that night, and I wonder now if he'd planned it that. If he'd done something he knew I was sure to remember forever. In comparison to some other one night stands I've had, he was by far one of the most considerate. In telling this story, I wonder whatever happened to him or his band. And yes, I wonder if he remembers that night like I do.

[Ham Stroker's Ejacula]

Boner City, USA
population - ME

[SugarMama]

*BUMP*

I should never have to scroll to find this thread! NEVER!

And thanks, Hammy.

[chickenona]

Kickass, Sug. You're giving me a run for my money in the autobiographical department. This one was my favorite of yours so far.

[SugarMama]

Thanks, Nona. You were the inspiration for telling them, really, since you did it first. It got me to thinking about interesting one stand stories and my few but memorable groupie stories.

I'd love to tell the story about the one legged guy in the hotel room, but there's not much to that story. I had no idea, of course, that he only had one leg. And he waited until I was naked in the bed to say "Don't freak out, I'm going to take my leg off." and I"ll be damned if he didn't do just that. Result of a motorcycle accident, poor guy. The punchline pretty much IS the story. My odd places story, besides the hood of the car one I just told, would be fucking a bartender on a table after the bar closed. But again, there isn't much more to the story than that. Not too many of my one night stands are actually the story-telling kind.

[chickenona]

The one-legged dude wasn't by any chance a really hot short guy by the name of Dan, was he?

[SugarMama]

He wasn't short, no. But I"ll be damned if I can remember his name. He was a waiter somewhere, I remember that. And we met at a bar in N. Miami I used to drink at.

[chickenona]

I heart lurkers.

This is another anonymously submitted piece, this time from somebody ELSE I've never heard of before. I feel like a den mother of filth, shepherding the Silent Majority of this board to write us all some awesome smut.

Anyhoo, this was actually broken up by the writer for me ahead of time, and it's a few small parts to make for easier reading. So thanks to her and all those lurkers out there who are reading and getting inspired by this thread. I'm sure Hammy would like a word with some of you.


Part 1

"So, have you ever done roleplay? Had a girl dress up for you?" I purred into the phone.

He paused. "No, never have" he admitted, somewhat embarrassed.

"Would you be into trying it with me? I think you might like it," I prodded.

"Um, I don't know...I guess, maybe," he hedged. I could tell he was nervous about the idea.

"Well, I'll tell you what...just follow my lead, and I'll take us where we need to go. If you're not into it, we'll shut it down," I assured him. He reluctantly agreed. I think he was intimidated by the idea but didn't want me to think he was close-minded. I guess he was used to "Oh baby, you're so hot, fuck me." Me, I wanted a bit MORE mental stimulation.

The next time I saw him, we sat on his bed and kissed for a long time, both of us fully clothed. I whispered in his ear, "So.......what do you think about naughty school girls? Ever wanted to fuck a Catholic school girl?"

He pulled away from me and looked me in the eye. "I happen to love naughty school girls," he answered, smiling slowly.

"If you were the principal of an all-girls high school, would you want a student to seduce you? Or would the situation be reversed?" I asked.

"Um...I think I would want to be in charge," he answered.

"Yes sir. I'll be right back, sir," I answered dutifully. I walked away towards the bathroom, turning for a brief moment to wink at him. It was hilarious to watch him go slack-jawed at the realization of what was about to happen next.

[chickenona]

Part 2

I walked out of the bathroom and posed in the doorway so he could take in the scene - me with ribbons in my hair, a tiny plaid skirt, a very sheer white blouse with no bra, completely unbuttoned and tied at the waist, fishnet stockings, and heels. To cap things off, I was seductively sucking a cherry lollipop I'd brought with me...a prop for my own personal amusement. My tits were full and round and my hard nipples were quite visible through my blouse. His eyes were wide and I don't think I saw him blink as he looked me up and down.

"I was sent to your office, Principal Smith. I was told you wanted to speak with me," I purred.

"Ummmmm yes," he answered. (Hahah...I could see I'd have to help him along until he loosened up.)

"Why am I in trouble?" I asked shyly in between slow, deliberate licks of the lollipop. As I licked and looked him in the eye, I ran my hand down the center of my chest in between my tits.

He looked as though he was suddenly inspired. His voice grew different...more stern. "Young lady, you're here because your blouse is see-through. We can't have thats sort of immodesty in our school environment."

"It is?" I looked down innocently, pulling my sheer white blouse over my ample tits so that my shape and nipple outline showed more clearly.

"Yes. And uh, you're supposed to be wearing a bra underneath that shirt, too," he scolded me.

"I am? I never had to wear one before. I don't even have one," I answered innocently, holding eye contact and still taking slow licks off my lollipop. I knew the cherry dye was turning my lips a shade of deep sticky red.

He cleared his throat, embarrassed. "Well, yes. You are clearly a well-developed young woman with large, firm breasts and beautiful nipples, and I can see that you're aroused right now." He caught himself and coughed. "I mean to say, this is inappropriate. How can a young lady not own a bra? And another thing...your skirt is far too short."

"Well, Principal Smith...I don't even know what size I am. I don't know what kind to wear. I am so inexperienced! Also...I should confess...I'm not wearing anything under my skirt, either."

He looked me in the eye and said, "Come here right now, young lady. I'll tell you what you need." I obediently walked towards him. I could tell the tide had turned and he was warming up to the idea of dominating me, controlling me, telling me what to do and how to do it. For the time being I put the lollipop back in its wrapper and put it on the nightstand. He sat on the bed and I stood in front of him.

[chickenona]

Part 3

"Now," he commanded, "I'm going to have to get a feel for the size of your breasts. I'm in charge. I You'll let me do what I need to do. If you fight me, you'll spend more time in detention."

"Yes sir, Principal Smith," I murmured submissively.

He reached up and tentatively rubbed his hands over my nipples, warming them and pinching them gently. He cupped my full tits in his hands, as if to weigh them, and whispered hoarsely, "They're quite full. You might need some extra support. Now, I'm going to need to undo your top to properly measure you. Trust me. I help my girls when they need me."

He slowly pulled at the end of my tied up blouse, unknotting it until my tits were set free. He opened my blouse and massaged my tits gently, then with a bit more force.

"Ohhhh Principal Smith...that feels really good," I sighed. "Thank you for helping me."

He looked me in the eye and intoned, "I'll have to get really close to judge their size accurately." He leaned up and took my right nipple into his mouth, curling his tongue around it and licking hungrily. He alternated between both nipples...soon I whispered, "Principal Smith, I feel strange. My insides feel like they're on fire and my private parts are throbbing. I feel dizzy."

He pulled my nipple out of his mouth and drew back. I was standing in front of him, shirt undone, tits firm and still wet with his saliva, with my tiny skirt and ribbons in my hair.

"Now, we need to figure out if your skirt length is acceptable," he said. "Turn around with your back to me. Yes, that's it. Good. Now, bend down and touch your toes. I'll tell you if I can see anything I shouldn't be seeing."

I bent down and he muttered, "Good god, that is a beautiful pink pussy. And you're fucking soaking wet." Suddenly I felt his fingers penetrating me. I let out a little gasp and cried out, "Principal Smith, what are you doing? Isn't this against the rules? I don't think you're supposed to do that to me!"

"No no...I will do what I need to do to discipline you. This is your punishment for being sent to the principal's office" he said sternly as he continued to slide his finger in and out of my tight wet pussy. He spanked me a few times for good measure. If this was a punishment why did it feel so fucking good?

Finally he got undressed and laid back on the bed, his hard member reminiscent of the school's flagpole. "Now, if you don't want this on your permanent record, you better do as I say. Lift up that skirt and ride me, you naughty girl." I thought he'd never ask. I lowered myself down slowly onto his swollen cock. I was tight as hell so it was a little bit painful but once I got into the groove, I rode him like a bull until he came.

[chickenona]

Part 4

I slowly crawled off of him and cuddled next to him, my cheeks flushed with the afterglow that only a good fuck can provide. "Principal Smith, sir, you were amazing," I giggled. He laughed and said, "Yes...I'm glad you forced me into it."

We laid in silence for a while, and then I glanced over at the nightstand and saw my partially finished cherry lollipop. I absentmindedly reached for it and started to lick...he looked over with interest and watched me...so I ran the lollipop over my nipples and he licked off the sticky sweetness.

I was feeling bold, so I sat up a bit and didn't look away from him as I reached down and rubbed the lollipop on my wet clit. "Cherry," I said to him seductively. "Yes," he answered, intrigued. "Wanna taste?" I asked, and he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You know I love to eat your pussy." He slid down to the foot of the bed and laid on his belly, and took the lollipop from me. I figured he would put it on the nightstand again, but he held onto it, raised his eyebrows at me, and slowly ran it up and down my glistening soft pink lips. Then he licked off every bit of the stickiness, taking his time and exploring every fold. He moved up to kiss me, and brought the lollipop to my mouth and said, "Taste yourself..." I happily obliged. He finally put the lollipop on the nightstand (I thought about asking him to pop it inside my pussy, but wasn't sure if that was a good idea) and slid back down to finish me off. He was good...he used his fingers and
gently rubbed my asshole and used his other hand to finger my pussy while he tongued my clit. I played with my nipples and writhed around and came, hard, and quicker than usual. The foreplay of roleplay had me so aroused that I was already halfway to an orgasm in my head.



So there you have it. I know this is a fantasy in rotation for both sexes, so I think this one will be popular. Let us know what you guys think.

[SugarMama]

That was awesome. I'd love to be Nona's inbox. I bet she gets some good stuff in there. Whoever you are, we'd love to see more.

Edited to add, you know what I like about this thread? The number of PM's I've gotten from chicks telling me how much they like my stories. I"m not blowing my own horn, wait for me to get to the point. I especially hear alot about the girl on girl posts, and how hot they are. I'm sorry to say I am diggin' the shit out of the messages I've gotten. So many chicks into the girl on girl on the DL. Loves it.

[SugarMama]

I discussed the following story via PM, and it was requested that I post it.

So I"ve mentioned more than once that I was a stripper for a couple years in my early 20's. I worked with a very good friend of mine, Jenny. We were off one evening together and she decided we were going bar hopping. We passed a rival club that Jenny had worked in before, and she wanted to stop in and say hello. So the first time I saw Mari, which is who this story is about, she was onstage in nothing but black high heels. She had long dark hair, dark eyes, and a very nice set of tits. Not to mention an ass to die for. She spotted Jenny and came to the edge of the stage to say hello. I was introduced and there was something in the way she held my hand just a second too long and stared right into my eyes. As we moved away from the stage, Jenny made a point of telling me Mari was gay, adding "And I think she likes what she saw."

A few weeks later, I walked into to work to find Mari herself standing there, but not in any sort of stripper costume. She was in a cocktail servers' uniform. She'd decided she wanted to stop dancing, but she did love the atmosphere. "Plus," she told me one night "I get to stare at beautiful, naked women for a living. WHY would I work anywhere else?" Over the next few weeks, I got to know Mari better while we worked together. She would occasionally come to the edge of the stage to tip me, and when I would stand in front of her, she would take her time sliding the bill into the garter on my thigh. Or she would pull my hand so that I bent over and kiss me. She loved driving the guys around the bar wild. And god knows I always made more money on nights when Mari flirted with me while I was dancing.

Then one night, I had one of THOSE nights. There's always an asshole in the bar, sometimes a whole group of them. I'd just encountered one who decided to heckle me during my set, yelling shit while I was onstage. He didn't get to do it for very long, mind you, before a security guard forcibly removed him from the club. But he'd gotten to me, I admit it. I stomped back to the dressing room, threw myself into a chair, and believe it or not, I started to cry. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and a tissue appeared in front of my face. I turned to see Mari sit back down in a chair a couple feet away. She sat and waited until I had myself under control and then asked me why I"d let the asshole get to me. I blathered on for a bit about how I was just having a bad day anyway, and the guy came along at just the right moment and I knew I shouldn't have let him get to me, blah blah blah. Mari motioned me over to where she sat in the chair and leaned forward with her elbows on her knees. She pulled me down so that we were eye to eye and gave me some very sound advice. "Any many who will insult you only does so because he knows he can't have you." and then she leaned forward and kissed me. I can't say I was entirely surprised that she did that. She had these amazing Angelina Jolie lips, long before anyone had ever heard of her. Her mouth was soft, but that kiss ... that kiss meant business. And Mari, well, it was obvious that Mari was used to being in control.

We stayed in that position for a while, me on my knees in front of her, making out like teenagers in the backseat of Daddy's car. She told me she loved watching me dance. That she really loved watching me take my outfits off. "I really love your tits." she said, holding one in each hand before kissing them. Eventually she said "We don't need an audience. Come with me." and pulled me into the bathroom, and locked the door behind us. She immediately undid my bikini top and started sucking on my nipples, moaning her appreciation. She said something in Spanish that I didn't understand, but that I took to be a compliment.

She took a minute to scoop a bump of coke out of a baggie and held her nail under my nose. As the coke exploded into my head, she dropped to her knees in front of me, and unhooked the clips on my hips that held my gstring in place. She stood again, kissing me again, and running her hand down my stomach to my pussy. I moaned and grabbed onto her shoulder before I fell over. I was instantly dizzy from her touch. My legs were braced over one of her thighs and she started rubbing my clit in earnest now. She leaned in and whispered something in spanish in my ear, encouraging me. I remember her saying "That's it, baby, cum for me. Cum all over my fingers. You're so fucking wet right now." and then dissolving into spanish again. I held back as long as I could. I was enjoying her fingerfucking me far too much for it to be over with quickly.

She used one of her feet to nudge my feet further apart and started using both hands. One hand concentrated on my clit while she used 2 fingers of her other hand to slide into my pussy. She never stopped talking the whole time, but quietly, right into my ear. She told me how hot I was, and once, after licking her fingers, how delicious my pussy was. It was just as much what she said as what she did that had me so turned on. I felt my orgasm coming and dug my nails into her shoulders. I started breathing short and shallow, moaning louder and louder. "That's my girl. Cum for me, baby. Fucking cum." I nearly lost my balance when I did cum, my legs shaking hard, my mouth against her shoulder, biting her. She looked me in the eye and licked my pussy juice off of her fingers. She smiled and said I should let her leave first in case anyone was outside the bathroom. My night got much much better after that. I left that club a couple of weeks later to move out of the state and in with my boyfriend. I never saw her again, obviously. I've had very few orgasms that I recall as strongly as I do that one.

[Ham Stroker's Ejacula]

Let us know what you guys think.

[chickenona]

That was awesome. I'd love to be Nona's inbox. I bet she gets some good stuff in there. Whoever you are, we'd love to see more.

Edited to add, you know what I like about this thread? The number of PM's I've gotten from chicks telling me how much they like my stories. I"m not blowing my own horn, wait for me to get to the point. I especially hear alot about the girl on girl posts, and how hot they are. I'm sorry to say I am diggin' the shit out of the messages I've gotten. So many chicks into the girl on girl on the DL. Loves it.

The PM praise is especially gratifying, I always enjoy getting those.

And I think every woman has girl-on-girl fantasies pretty frequently. Jenn and a couple of other adventures aside, I've never really been all that into women in life, I've always known I like guys. But nine out of ten of my jerkoff fantasies are girl-on-girl.

[SugarMama]

My favorite jerk off fantasies usually involve a 3some for some reason. Whether it's FFM or even FFF. Then again, due to recent experience, I've noticed just how much more lustily a girl tends to lick when she's getting something from behind at the same time. I'm kinda hooked on the idea right now, but that's subject to change or evolve. There are very few men I fantasize about, but they do exist.

That said, if you're reading, you're more than welcome to comment privately via inbox. I dig the messages, totally.

[Ham Stroker's Ejacula]

After tongue-fucking Melissa's snatch for a bit my dick was really throbbing and I couldn't wait any longer – my roommate and I had our beds set up as bunks, so I pulled the two mattresses off their frames and placed them side by side on the floor in the middle of the room. I took Karen's hand and then positioned her on her back on the mattresses, propping her head up with a pillow. I looked at Melissa and said "I want to see you eat Karen's pussy." She gave me a quick smile and tug on my cock and then got down on all fours and slowly began working on Karen's cunt. I moved to their side to get a better look at the action, sitting on the edge of one of the mattresses on my knees, my cock pulsing up and down. I began masturbating my dick as I watched them. Karen was moaning as Melissa used both her tongue and fingers on her clit and inside her.

After watching for another minute I shifted my position to directly behind Melissa and gazed upon her ass, which was jutting up in the air, her legs slightly apart. As I moved my face towards her ass, I could see the wetness dripping down between her asshole and her snatch. I grabbed a cheek in each hand and massaged her ass while I brought my face in and started lapping her entire backdoor area. She clenched a bit at first and then brought a hand back and started playing with her own pussy while I tossed her salad. I did this a while longer, then backed my head up, gave her ass a hard slap and said "You want my cock?" Melissa brought her face up from Karen's pussy, turned towards me, and purred "Give it to me."

She spread her legs some more and I moved in between them. I'd been waiting seemingly forever for this moment and it had finally arrived – I took the tip of my cock and started rubbing it up and down the length of her wet slit. She brought a hand back and tried to grab my cock, saying "Don’t tease me – I need your cock NOW!" I stopped the up-and-down motion and slowly inserted my cock head inside her cunt. She let out a moan. [She had stopped using her mouth on Karen by this point and was finger fucking her pussy.] I teased her some more with a slightly progressive amount of my length, slowly beginning to thrust a little more of my cock inside her. By the time I began plunging my entire shaft in and out of her the intense burning sensation brought on by so much buildup really drove us crazy. She got so involved in getting fucked that she could no longer focus at all on Karen. She arched up and began pounding her ass back towards my dick as I fucked her with everything I had.

Karen came around to the side to watch us fuck. I gazed over her way and watched as she sat spread eagle and began working her fingers on her snatch while she looked at the two of us. I pulled out and turned Melissa over on to her back – She brought both legs up over my shoulders – I re-entered her and we started banging hard again. I brought my face down to hers and we kissed passionately. She felt so good that I knew I'd have to stop soon if I was going to switch to Karen, so after another couple minutes I slowed down and told her "I think it’s time for Karen." I pulled out again and sat up on my knees. Melissa sat up to face me and then bent forward and took my cock in her mouth. She lapped up and down all sides of my shaft, sat back, and licked her lips.

I told her to lay down and then turned to Karen. "Have you ever tasted Melissa's pussy before tonight?" I asked her – she gave me an innocent little smile and then they both burst out laughing. She moved over, slapped my ass, then pushed me aside so she could get down on all fours in front of Melissa. One thing I loved about Karen was her ass – so goddamn amazing – like a ripe peach on a hot summer day – once you start eating you just don't want to stop. She started eating Melissa's cunt while I watched – I stroked my cock some more. It was still standing straight up against my stomach. Another minute and then I got behind Karen and started tonguing her asshole. She loved when I did that. Then I repeated what I did to Melissa until I couldn’t wait any longer and I fucked her pussy long and hard.

After a couple more minutes I could feel my orgasm coming on, so as I pumped in and out of Karen I told them "I'm going to cum soon." Thrusting some more, I could sense that I was approaching that point of no return. Melissa sat up next to us to watch, and when I moaned "I’m gonna cum" I pulled back out of Karen – she turned around and sat up on her knees next to Melissa. Stroking my dick, I stood up and quickly positioned myself between the two of them. As the intense waves of my orgasm hit me, stream after stream of warm cum shot out of me, painting the two of them in the chin, neck, and upper chest area. As the orgasm began to end, they both worked my cock and balls with their hands, bringing out the last drops of jizz from me. I took some deep breaths, then grabbed them both and the three of us fell down onto the mattresses. Exhausted and happy, we lay there motionless for a good long while….




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[TawnyVonJagger]

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