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did.
I began to gently lick the slit of his cock to the rhythm of his licking of my pussy, knowing that I couldn’t hold out for very long. I began to suck his tool in earnest, gently circling the head with my tongue as I did so. I came explosively as he moaned his own approaching orgasm. When he came he bucked so hard that I had a hard time keeping him in my mouth. His come dribbled down my chin, and when he pulled himself from my mouth, I licked my lips to make sure I got all of his tasty sperm.
We lay there for a while, exhausted and elated. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and awoke a short time later. He kissed me gently, and I could feel him hardening again. I stroked him while he fingered my clit. Then he turned me over, put a pillow under me, and entered me from behind. It felt so good; and I started gently squeezing and tugging at his balls while telling him to fuck me harder. I came quickly, but he held back. He started fucking me faster, and once again the feeling of his cock and balls sent me into the best orgasm I ever had. My moans must have pushed him over, too, because I could feel his cock swell. The warm jet of his come followed. It was the most incredible sexual experience I ever had, and I hoped it would lead to many more similar encounters.
Since that night we have tried almost every position known to man, and I can honestly say that I have the most perfect lover in the land.
—J. L., Oregon
Mare in Heat
I’m a freshman at a small Southeastern college. It hasn’t been easy meeting men, but one guy, Jay, paid a lot of attention to me, and we went out a couple of times. Somehow our conversations always turned to sex—I guess it was because of mutual attraction and lust. At times the size of the bulge in his pants made me soak my panties. I knew I would soon have him between my legs.
He asked me to a Halloween party, and I said that I would love to dress up for him. I borrowed a very short black skirt, got some fishnet stockings, a black bustier, my five-inch red heels, and a little apron. My roommate said I was the sleaziest-looking French maid she’d ever seen!
At the party, my pussy tingled as we drank, danced, and partied. Soon he was stroking my cunt, and I insisted we leave for his place right away.
We were hardly in the door when I pulled his pirate tights down, unleashing what I later measured to be a ten-inch sword! I gasped as it sprang up and hit my chin. I took the bulbous head down my throat and pumped him with my hand. He held my head and fucked my mouth with long strokes. I held his balls and pumped thick rivers of jizz all over my heaving tits.
At that point he carried me to the bedroom and put me in one of those swing things. As he diddled my dripping cunt, I melted into passion and ended up begging him to fuck me good. He held my ass, my legs spread wide around him, and pushed that huge cock up my open pussy all the way to the base. I shrieked as a violent orgasm ripped through me. He held me tight and proceeded to fuck me unmercifully through a wonderful sea of screaming, thrashing climaxes—my slick snatch impaled like never before. He fucked me like this until I passed out from exhaustion. When I came to, we showered together, and then he took me home.
Now I’m in total lust with that huge cock of his, and we’ve been fucking steadily ever since that night. I, for one, believe what they say about size—my pussy may be stretched out, but if this is what it’s like to be a horse-cock lover, I’m a mare in heat!!
—C. B., South Carolina
Slippery and Wet
I heard him in the shower, and after hours of thinking about his rock-hard, satisfying cock, I knew this was my moment. I quietly opened the door and entered, stripping off my clothes. I climbed in, surprising him when I grabbed the soap and started washing off his dong. I slowly stroked, switching from soap to hand stroking, and finally some sucking action. I ran my tongue up and down his increasingly hard
I began to gently lick the slit of his cock to the rhythm of his licking of my pussy, knowing that I couldn’t hold out for very long. I began to suck his tool in earnest, gently circling the head with my tongue as I did so. I came explosively as he moaned his own approaching orgasm. When he came he bucked so hard that I had a hard time keeping him in my mouth. His come dribbled down my chin, and when he pulled himself from my mouth, I licked my lips to make sure I got all of his tasty sperm.
We lay there for a while, exhausted and elated. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and awoke a short time later. He kissed me gently, and I could feel him hardening again. I stroked him while he fingered my clit. Then he turned me over, put a pillow under me, and entered me from behind. It felt so good; and I started gently squeezing and tugging at his balls while telling him to fuck me harder. I came quickly, but he held back. He started fucking me faster, and once again the feeling of his cock and balls sent me into the best orgasm I ever had. My moans must have pushed him over, too, because I could feel his cock swell. The warm jet of his come followed. It was the most incredible sexual experience I ever had, and I hoped it would lead to many more similar encounters.
Since that night we have tried almost every position known to man, and I can honestly say that I have the most perfect lover in the land.
—J. L., Oregon
Mare in Heat
I’m a freshman at a small Southeastern college. It hasn’t been easy meeting men, but one guy, Jay, paid a lot of attention to me, and we went out a couple of times. Somehow our conversations always turned to sex—I guess it was because of mutual attraction and lust. At times the size of the bulge in his pants made me soak my panties. I knew I would soon have him between my legs.
He asked me to a Halloween party, and I said that I would love to dress up for him. I borrowed a very short black skirt, got some fishnet stockings, a black bustier, my five-inch red heels, and a little apron. My roommate said I was the sleaziest-looking French maid she’d ever seen!
At the party, my pussy tingled as we drank, danced, and partied. Soon he was stroking my cunt, and I insisted we leave for his place right away.
We were hardly in the door when I pulled his pirate tights down, unleashing what I later measured to be a ten-inch sword! I gasped as it sprang up and hit my chin. I took the bulbous head down my throat and pumped him with my hand. He held my head and fucked my mouth with long strokes. I held his balls and pumped thick rivers of jizz all over my heaving tits.
At that point he carried me to the bedroom and put me in one of those swing things. As he diddled my dripping cunt, I melted into passion and ended up begging him to fuck me good. He held my ass, my legs spread wide around him, and pushed that huge cock up my open pussy all the way to the base. I shrieked as a violent orgasm ripped through me. He held me tight and proceeded to fuck me unmercifully through a wonderful sea of screaming, thrashing climaxes—my slick snatch impaled like never before. He fucked me like this until I passed out from exhaustion. When I came to, we showered together, and then he took me home.
Now I’m in total lust with that huge cock of his, and we’ve been fucking steadily ever since that night. I, for one, believe what they say about size—my pussy may be stretched out, but if this is what it’s like to be a horse-cock lover, I’m a mare in heat!!
—C. B., South Carolina
Slippery and Wet
I heard him in the shower, and after hours of thinking about his rock-hard, satisfying cock, I knew this was my moment. I quietly opened the door and entered, stripping off my clothes. I climbed in, surprising him when I grabbed the soap and started washing off his dong. I slowly stroked, switching from soap to hand stroking, and finally some sucking action. I ran my tongue up and down his increasingly hard
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