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Dressed like a girl IVI was wearing my pants and shirt by the time Tom came home. He said he was tired and didn’t want to play. I said ok and told Ann I was going home. Monday after school Ann said she had to go to the store with her mother and wanted to know if I wanted to come. I said I had to ask my mom. We went to her house and I called home. Mom said as long as I get back in time to do my homework. We went to the store and her mother told Ann to go to the girls department and look for some under clothes and get fitted for a training brake. Her mother said she’d be in the electronic section looking for a new washing machine. Ann asked if I felt like looking around with her.I said sure. We walked around the girls department and ended up at the underwear section. She giggled and said there was a pair of white panties with teddy bears on then,I said I don’t think so. Then she showed my some that were different colors and others with a****ls. She said I bet pink with blue bunnies on them would look good on you, I blushed and said what if someone seen and heard her. She giggled and said don’t no body listens to k**s. She picked out eight pair and some leggings. A sells lady asked if she could help us. Ann said her mother said she needed a training bra. The lady smiled and said to come with her. She showed her the different types they had. Ann picked out one and asked if she could try it on. The lady showed her the dressing güvenilir bahis room and we headed to it. The lady stopped me and said I couldn’t go in. I looked around while Ann was inside the room. I seen some nice dresses and thought how they would look on me. Not thinking I asked the lady if I could try it on.She looked puzzled then asked if I was trying it on for my friend since we were the same build,I said yes. The lady showed me to a room and asked if I needed help. I said yes, I took off my shirt and when I pulled down my pants she gasped. I forgot I had Ann’s panties on. The lady asked if I put them on myself or someone made me. I said I liked the way they felt. She smiled and said ok. I stepped into the dress,and the lady asked if I had done this before. I said yes. She zipped it up and we looked in the mirror. She said I looked quite lovely in it. She giggled and said that there were some in back that were cheaper and might look good on you. When she came back she had a blue,a black, and a dark pink one. Before I could say anything I heard Ann say try on the pink one. The lady helped me out of the first one and pulled the other up and zipped it. Ann said that’s the one. The lady asked if she was the one who got him to wear girls clothes, she said yes. She giggled and asked what else do I need. Ann said I needed a training bra, and red or white leggings. The lady asked if I was going to put them on here or at türkçe bahis home. Ann said at home. I put my clothes back on and we went out to the sells floor. Ann’s mother was waiting for us. Ann asked if she would buy everything she had. After a minute she said ok.When we got home her mother said she needed a nap. Ann and I went to her room and she closed the door and locked it. She said to take everything off. I said only if I came see hers boobies and new bra.She said ok. I stripped down, Ann took off her shirt and lifted the brain. I said I wish I had boobies like her.She laughed and put her shirt back on. She gave me a pair of panties that had the bunnies and said to put it on. Before I pulled them all the way up she said to wait. She said to open my legs a little, then reached between them and pulled my dick back and said to keep it there.She pulled the panties up and said to lay on the bed. She pulled the red leggings up and said to stand. My dick was held in place by the panties and tights. She got the bra and slidit on me and hooked it, she got pink dress and pulled it up and zipped it. She said to sit in front of her make-up table. I said no way I was going to put make-up on. She said to sit and don’t worry about it. I sat down and she pulled my hair back and held it with a ribbon. She giggled and said not to move. She went up front for a couple of minutes and came back. A few minutes later there was a knock at güvenilir bahis siteleri the door. She went out and came back with Victoria. She just stared at me. Ann said to stand up. When I did, Victoria came over and lifted the dress. She said much better with no peepee sticking out. She said they had to tell their friends to come over and see. I said no way, Ann said not yet and whispered something to Victoria. They laughed and said ok. Ann said to take off the dress bra and leggings and put my clothes back on. I went home and had dinner. The next day after school Ann asked if we could go back to her house. I said ok. We went to her room and she said to hurry up and get my girl clothes on.I asked her why,she said just do it. I undressed, tickled my dick like she showed me and pulled on the leggings and dress. When I turned around I nearly died. Ann’s friends were all standing there. I wanted to cry,because I knew three went to our school. They all giggled and whispered to each other. They pulled me to the bed and said to sit. Two girls got on the bed and held my arms back. Megan and Victoria started to put lipstick and blushed on me. Ann pulled my hair back and pinned it in place. When they were done they said I look in the mirror. I was amazed. I looked just like one of them. I held the hem of my dress out and turned from side to side. Ann’s mother came in and said to go outside and play if we were going to be so loud. She didn’t even know who I was, she thought I was one of the girls. I didn’t want to go out, but they didn’t listen, and pulled me out to the back yard. After a while I started to like how it felt, and started playing with them.

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First time getting suckedA couple of years after my wife passed I began looking for sites the pertained to cds on the net. I found some web sites and joined them, posted pictures of myself dressed as a very busty woman. Soon after I started getting comments on my looks, some bad but others very nice.One day I got a message that one wanted to know if I was interested in meeting her so we set up a date. I went out to her place, she was dressed when I got there. She showed where I could get dressed. When I came out she complimented me on how I looked and how much she like my large tits. We sat and talked about when we started dressing and why and how we came up with our style. I told that for many years I was a closet cross dresser, then after our k**s left home my wife informed me that she knew about my dressing and then she told me that she was going to take control of how and when I was going to dress. She started istanbul escort my all my clothes, lingerie,wigs,shoes and breast forms. Sadly she passed away from cancer in 2000.One weekend my cd friend Blair called me and asked if I would be interested in coming over to do a bondage photo shoot with me as the subject, I told her that would be interesting to do and agreed to come over. When I got to her place she all kinds of rope and bondage gear all laid out. I got dressed and she proceeded to tie me up and take picture of me various positions. She bound and gagged me to a chair, then started running her hands over my tits and legs then up my skirt to touch my panty covered clit. Next she pushed my skirt up and pushed my legs apart to reveal my panties. I thought to myself what is she doing. She grabbed the side of my panties and tried to tear them apart, when that didn’t work she pulled zonguldak escort the front my panties down over my erect clit and balls. Again I thought what is going on as I had never shown her my clit before.Next she grabbed a hold of my clit and stroked it I began shaking my head side to side to say no and tried telling her no but the tape around my mouth prevented me from doing so. Next thing I know she lowers her head and puts my clit into her mouth, I try to protest again but to no avail. She begins sucking my clit. When she began sucking me I knew I was lost to the feeling since it had been quite awhile since I had been sucked. Her mouth felt so good going up and down my clit. Soon I felt that feeling in my gut and I knew my clit was about to explode into her mouth, then it happened my body shook as my clit erupted shooting jet after jet of my cum into her mouth, which she escort bayan swallowed it all.After untying me and removing the tape over my mouth I asked her why did you do that to me. She replied that she had wanted to suck me since the first time we had met and saw it as a chance to do it. Didn’t you enjoy it she asked, I replied yes but it came a shock to me that she did it as the only ones to do that to me were women, she came back with honey that’s what gurls like us like to do to one another.She informed me that she that she had video taped it and would I like to watch it, I said yes. As we watched the video my clit got hard again. She told me I had a good looking clit and could she suck it again as she loved sucking gurls clittys and swallowing their cum, so I let her and unloaded more of my cum into her mouth. Before I left she made a copy of the for me to have. We set up another date for her to come to my place. That time we kissed and felt each other up like two lovers until she got on her knees and gave me another great blow job. About two months after that she informed me that she not dressing any longer and won’t see me anymore.The video I posted is of this adventure hope you like it.Ann

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Test RunI had waited feverishly for this moment. Months of preparation had gone into this one instant where I would be asking one of my best friends out. I knew I wasn’t her type – and usually I wouldn’t have tried anything since the gap between “The Mountain shrunk down to 5’8 with half his muscle mass turned to fat” (me) and her type (basically Zayn) was too big.On the other hand, she laughed at my jokes, we had a lot in common, and we had many friends we hung out with together. Which is more than I could ever say about any other girl. Sure, they all laughed at my jokes, but then we either had nothing in common, or completely different groups of friends. And by the time I was desperate enough to disregard that last part (that desperation you feel as a 24 year old virgin), they were all gone.So, off I went to try a Hail Mary. With whom, you may ask; let’s call her Melanie. A beautiful young woman, barely 19 years old. Her shapely, yet lithe form was a recent development, but one I eagerly embraced – or was trying to. With Indonesian parentage, she was maybe half an inch shorter kırklareli escort than me with her high heels on, and her amber/golden hair was long enough to reach her nipples.We were out at a restaurant with such a group of mutual friends where I had positioned myself (with the help of some of those friends) to sit across from her at the table. We were quite a bit into the evening when the conversation had been slowly flowing in small individual groups when I casually let slip that I might be interested in her as more than a friend. She wasn’t repulsed by the idea, to my surprise, and I didn’t get a “I only like you as a friend”, either. In fact, upon further probing, she admitted to having been thinking about how to breach the subject herself.”If that’s what you’re looking for, we can cut the evening short and put our heads together on how to proceed with our feelings,” I said with a smirk and far more confidence than I felt.She dabbed her lips with a napkin, but I could see her grin behind it. When she lowered the napkin, her features were once kırşehir escort again schooled. “I think that’s a wonderful idea, Phil.”We excused ourselves to the barely hidden smirks of our friends, and I drove her to her apartment, which she shared with her adoptive family. “Come on up, then.” she said, casually leaning against the door, waiting to be buzzed in.I had literally nothing to lose and everything to gain. With eager steps, I followed her up. The surprise was perfect when we entered the apartment and they all sat there, fully nude: Adoptive dad and mom, and the other adoptee, a young man her age, casually lounged in the living room, staring at me with expectant smiles.”Now, don’t fret, Phil,” her voice whispered into my ear which sent shivers of pleasure down my spine, “all my potential boyfriends have had to go through this.”I slowly turned to face her. “I thought you were a virgin as well,” I said with a raised eyebrow.”I never said that,” she laughed. “The people in this room are the only ones who have been allowed to touch me so far. escort bayan I have high hopes you’ll join them soon.”I was too baffled to react other than nodding dumbly. “This has to be a dream,” I thought to myself. “This can’t be real.”The other woman in the room, Stef, wasn’t even in her forties yet, and was like a slightly chubbier (in all the right places) version of Melanie, but with pitch black hair. She was the one to shake me from my stupor as she sauntered up to me and started removing my clothing. “I don’t think you’ll be needing those anytime soon,” she said with a smirk.When she knelt down to pull down my pants, little Phil sprung to attention immediately and almost hit her in the face on its way up, much to my embarrassment and to the amusement of everyone else in the room. “Nice dick,” Stef’s husband Dave said and raised his hand. I obliged and high-fived him over the slurping sound of his wife taking my length in her mouth. I may be a bit on the husky side, but a nine inch dick is a nine inch dick.”Don’t think of it as a test… think of it as a test run. We want to make sure Melanie doesn’t suffer the same fate Stef did and marry a limp-dicked joke of a man,” he added. It seemed to be an inside joke between the two of them, as she just laughed around my dick. Curiously enough, the vibrations of her laugh made me almost cum right then and there…TBC

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college girl in diaperNicole laid back in her bed thinking about the events that led up to her current situation now diapered in bed. The twenty-four year old girl had never thought she would be forced to regress back so many years for something so simple as needing to pee, but this day had snuck up on her in surprise after surprise.Nicole rolled onto her side as she thought about the teacher in her math class. He had not said anything out of the ordinary, nor had he let on that he had any hidden agenda at the time she had come to his office to get some extra help with particularly tricky math problems. She sat at the student desk in his office, and she looked up at him as though an adult were addressing another adult with a problem that one adult might know an answer to. He had not responded at first in any way that was demeaning to her or to call her stupid.So, as Nicole recalled each of the events lying on her side, her left hand holding her sore potty lips almost caressing them to let them know that the worst of the day was over, and that she was safely cradled in a pink diaper with a waist band of puppies and kittens. She thought more about that afternoon as her body felt warm with relief that it was all over.Nicole had come in the office wearing faded jeans that barely pulled up over her waist showing the top of her pink panties and a white top that barely covered her breasts for it had no collar or cloth covering her shoulders. The teacher had certainly looked at her the way she had intended for him to look at her, with a hint of lust in his eyes. She had picked that outfit out just for him so he would want to spend as much time as possible in discussing the math problems with her.He was wearing his usual brown business suit, and his salt and pepper hair told of the years he had spent teaching at the university. Nicole smiled as she walked into the office and put her bag down in the student chair before turning her attention to the teacher.“Mr. Smith, I’m really having trouble with the new stuff. I just don’t get the new formulas and the way they work.”“Open your book,” he instructed her, and she immediately complied sitting in the student desk and getting her stuff from her bag. He was a very good teacher at explaining things, the problem was that in the classroom, she was always nervous of asking questions because she was sure that she was behind everyone else in class, and she was scared of sounding stupid.“Okay, let’s see you try it first so I can see what mistakes you are making,” he smiled at her. How about you do this problem.Nicole looked at the problem carefully that he sat up on the whiteboard, and she copied it down carefully to get it right. She didn’t need dumb mistakes holding her up from getting to the real problem of her misunderstanding.“You really should have taken the class before this one this year, am I right?” he asked her not unkindly.“I guess so, but now I’m stuck in this class, or I’ll lose my scholarship,” she sighed to him. “Please help me.”“Alright, I’ll help you if you promise to take the class over again next year. I think the second time around, you’ll get a lot further ahead in the course than where you are now, and it will prepare you for the next level.”“I promise,” she nodded at him as she sat waiting for him to explain what she was doing wrong.“Alright, now what you have here….” He began to explain. Nicole thought about the session a bit more, and wondered how she got through it and how she learned the mechanics of the formula, but somehow, she had even remembered how it worked, but she did recall how much her need to finish the tutoring started to bother her for a couple of reasons. First, she was starting to feel the first warning signs of a full bladder and second, she had her English class in the next twenty minutes. It had taken the professor nearly an hour to teach her the formula, and she had really hoped it would have taken only ten minutes.“I think I get it now,” she had remembered telling him, but he wasn’t satisfied. He seemed to think she was just trying to get out of there, and wanted to make sure to test that she really did get it, so he gave her a complicated problem and told her that if she solved that problem with the correct answer, then he’d let her go, otherwise, he’d have to go back and explain where she went wrong again. Nicole had come to him for help, so she knew that she had to do what he asked, if she expected him to help her again in the future, and she knew that this was on the classes that she really needed the extra help in.“Okay,” Nicole explained the problem as she went step by step careful to try to follow each point and not rush it for fear of making a mistake. Her bladder was starting to throb as she neared the middle of her explanation, and she knew she’d have to hurry to the bathroom before her English lesson.“Nicole, just relax and try to take your time,” he encouraged her. “When you rush things, you make mistakes that are senseless even if you don’t understand some of what you are doing, you look dumber than you are. Now, go back and look at what you just wrote and explained.”Nicole looked back at her problem, and she blushed. He was right. She had known that six times eight was definitely not fifty-four, but forty-eight. She went back over her work to make sure that what she had done so far, was correct as far as she understood it to that point, then just before she could continue from where she left off, she felt a little pin prick of pressure on her pee hole and coming from her bladder. She really did need to get to the bathroom kind of soon.“Excuse me,” she looked up at him. “But can we do this later because I really have to get to my English class in ten minutes.”“Well, I’m going home for the day in an hour, and if you don’t have the assignment ready by tomorrow, it will be late, young lady. Are you sure this can wait?”Nicole shook her head. She knew that if what he was saying was true, then she didn’t have any more chances to get this straight before the assignment was due. She crossed her legs and continued to work knowing that she might even have to be late for her English class which also worried her a little. But at least in English, she was pulling a decent grade, and if she explained the situation to the teacher, she was sure Mrs. Marrite would understand.“Okay, I guess you’re right. I do need to know how to do this before I leave here. It’s just so confusing,” Nicole looked up at him with her sad blue eyes.“Oh, now, it’s not as terrible as it seems. You are so worried about getting it, that you are using all your effort telling yourself how hard it is rather than how easy it is. If you changed your thinking a bit, I’m sure you could do this, Nicole.”Nicole looked at him funny like she wondered how just thinking it was easy would help her understand up, but she didn’t say anything about what he had told her, but rather went to work on trying to make the current problem work out.“Nicole,” he scolded her. “You are rushing again. Look at what you just wrote.”Nicole looked back over her paper, and she blushed. He was right, she was rushing, not so much because she was afraid of being late to English, but more because her pelvic muscles were shaking and straining to keep her from embarrassing herself. She looked up into his eyes. She wondered if he would at least allow her to go to the restroom before continuing.“Sir, I’m really sorry but I’ve got to… um… pee. If I could just go, I might be able to concentrate better.”“Nicole, you came to my office hours, on my time, and your time. If you are here just to waste time, I’d prefer you found someone else to do it with. You’ve been complaining since you got here over one thing or another, and I personally don’t need the stress of trying to teach a helpless student if that student is not interested in passing.”“But I am,” Nicole looked at him with anger in her eyes.“Then show me,” he glared at her sternly. “Get back to work and stop making excuses to try to get out of here. I really have other work I could be doing if you want to waste time.”Nicole nodded and went back to work trying to make sure to correct all her previous mistakes first. She knew she’d be making a lot less mistakes if her bladder wasn’t distracting her from what she was doing.“Okay, I’ve corrected the mistakes,” Nicole said before she proceeded to give him a chance to check her work over first. He just waved his hand on for her to work on the next step without really checking. She could tell that he was now just fed up with her, and partly wanted her out of his hair. She could just leave, but if she didn’t get it, and she tried to get help later, would he help her? She doubted it. She had to try to show that she was earnest in wanting his help.Nicole’s breathing started to pick up as she worked on the last leg of the problem. She could almost hear the whining breaths as she tried to keep her stomach muscles tight, her legs tightly closed, and every ounce of pressure on her pee hole as she could muster to keep it from letting any wetness through. She wiped her brow with her left hand and looked down at her paper to think about the next step. She could already see a mistake without the teacher pointing it out to her, and she quickly erased it and started over again from that point, her legs now rubbing frantically against each other.Mr. Smith noticed that she was rubbing her thighs together, and his eyes seemed to watch her. Nicole wasn’t sure if he was angry about it, if he was kind of turned on, or if he simply thought she was faking again. She just knew that she had to try to please him because she definitely needed his help in the near future as well as at this moment. She sighed as she tried to cover up her need a bit more modestly.“Nicole, you need to look at your work again,” he said lazily as he looked from her lap to her paper on her desk. “You are missing something.”“Oh, yeah,” Nicole remembered and carried a number down to do the next part of the equation. “Why do they make these things so complex anyway,” she asked him a rhetorical question.“If it helps, think of it as five simpler problems,” Mr. Smith smiled up at her to show that he wasn’t impatient with her at the moment. She rubbed her legs with her left hand as she tried to think about what she was missing, and then she continued her work as though she had not been interrupted. Finally, the problem was approaching completion, and now, as her problem started to drop numbers into place in the answer, her bladder was also threatening to drop driblets into her panties.Nicole looked up at him as she wrote the last of the numbers down for the answer, her panties still quite dry, but her knees bouncing all over the place, and her legs rubbing each other along with her left hand rubbing her zipper area. She was about to wet her pants if he kept her much longer.“I am still not convinced that you are ready to go alone, but as I have a lot of things I still need to do before I leave the office, I think we should call uşak escort it a day for now. If you want to be able to turn your assignment in on time, I’ll need to see you first thing in the morning before class.”“Yes sir. How early do you want me to be.”“You will need about two hours to complete the homework, I think.”“I promise I’ll be here,” Nicole looked up at him before collecting her things, her legs still stiffly held together to try to keep the flood inside her bladder. She was feeling really full, and a kind of cold pain was lodged in her stomach sending pains to her hear region, and a shooting cramp sent a signal around the bulge of her zipper area.Nicole walked towards the bathrooms now, already nearly ten minutes late as it was for English class. She could barely walk, and she hoped that she made it before anyone saw her walking so strangely or before she started to wet her panties.As luck would have it, though, Mrs. Marrite was walking in the halls at just that time, and they met at the bathroom door. Nicole was surprised to see her English teacher late for her own class.“Um… hi, Mrs. Marrite!”“Nicole, nice to see you. Are you going to give me the excuse that you were on your way to the bathroom as a reason for not coming to class?” she asked her.“No ma’am. I mean, it’s only part of the reason I’m late. I was going to go to class right after I used the ….” But it was already nearing too late, and Nicole felt her panties suddenly dampen in the gusset area. She clinched her legs tighter together. “Please, I can’t talk right now, I’m really going to pee my pants if I don’t go now,” Nicole looked at her teacher with sincerity.“Well, go in the cubical and use the bathroom,” she pointed to the toilet space. “I can wait a moment or two, but by the looks you are giving, I doubt you can.”Nicole rushed into the cubical, but her already aching bladder had already felt the relief of a little of the pressure, it was so good that it decided to send a bit more before she got into the stall. Her panties started to soak through enough to wet her jeans bottoms, and though she tried to stop it, it was becoming pointless, and she could only sit on the toilet to try to unbutton her jeans because of how full her bladder felt. She squirted again and again into her jeans until the pressure was loose enough that she was able to unzip her jeans. The pee was already coming out, but not caring, Nicole slid down her pants anyway, and just finished peeing her in her panties because they were already soaked.Nicole sat there for a few moments staring down at her soaked jeans knowing that even sliding them down her legs had not stopped them from getting really wet. She looked at her pink panties on the toilet, and felt them with her left hand knowing that her slimy wet pee had already been bad enough that there was no way she should wear these all the way back home. She wondered what she would do if Mrs. Marrite had made her go to class as she was.Marrite, becoming a bit concerned for her student, had decided to open the cubical on her student once she had finished peeing, and she saw her grown student sitting there in soaked panties and her soaked jeans pulled to her ankles.“You peed your pants?” she asked her pointedly.“Yes, ma’am.”“So, you are not only late to class, but now you expect to come to my class in wet pants?” she asked her.“Um… I was hoping, actually….”“That I’d let you miss class because of this?” she asked her student looking quite stern.“Yeah. I mean, you know where I was and what happened. Can’t I… just… you know, just today?”“Tell you what,” Mrs. Marrite reasoned with her. “I won’t take any points off and you can go straight to your dorm to collect what you’ll need for the night if you come to my house this afternoon to go over the assignment, and then to get some training that you desperately need.”“Training?”“Yes, you’ll know what I mean, when you get here.”So, now, Nicole was laying on a single bed with a princess bedspread as though she were a little girl in a diaper at her teacher’s house. It was only nine o’clock, and the teacher told her it was definitely bedtime so she could get a good start in the morning to be to her classes on time.Nicole rolled back onto her back and put her hand on her diaper again and felt its full bulky protection. She didn’t know if Marrite expected her to really use it during the night or not, but she had not taken any sass over the thing. She told Nicole that if she continued to sass her about the diaper, she would not only take off the points for that day in English, but she would talk to her math teacher about what was keeping her, and discuss if she really shouldn’t go back in all of her classes to lower than high school level. Nicole definitely didn’t want that, so she let the teacher diaper her in the end.Chapter TwoTraining“I can’t believe that. Here I am waking up in a strange bed with a diaper on just because my strict English professor caught me wetting yesterday, and what’s worse, is I am really starting to have to pee. I hope she lets me go soon.”Nicole had just thought about her evening with the English professor, as she laid in the bed with a pink comforter with teddy bears and flours decorated over the top. It quite reminded her of a baby blanket, and the single bed that she was in also make crinkling sounds from the protective plastic under the sheets.Nicole sighed and pulled the blanket back. The sun was starting to come through the pink curtains with enough energy that the room began to brighten. She carefully crawled out of bed trying to keep her diaper dry because regardless of having to wear it, she really didn’t feel the desire to wet herself.“You’re up,” Ms. Marrite asked as she opened the door wider to see Nicole climbing out of bed, her diaper exposed to the room still quite dry and white.“Yeah,” Nicole looked towards the bedroom door where her teacher was. “Do you think you can take this off of me now, so I can use the toilet?” Nicole asked her with pleading eyes, but her tone was quite matter of fact.“Are you sure you’ll make it to the toilet?” Marrite asked her.“Yes, I’m quite sure,” Nicole looked at her with a pleading look. Her face gave a look like she wanted to put that diaper on her teacher.“Alright, come here so I can undo the tapes,” Marrite called to Nicole.Nicole didn’t really understand why she had even asked Marrite to undo the diaper for her instead of just doing it herself, except something deep within told her that it was just supposed to be this way, and to fight it would be a very bad idea.Marrite opened the diaper and let it fall to the floor so that Nicole could go to the bathroom.“While you are in there,” she called after her. “Take your shower, and then come and get me to help you get ready for your classes.”“I’m not five,” Nicole looked at her thinking it was silly for her to help her with her panties because it was daytime now, and she has supposed that the diaper was just for the night.“Of course you aren’t,” Marrite agreed. “But come and get help getting dressed just the same, or you remember what I said yesterday.”“Alright,” Nicole called just before she closed the bathroom door.Thirty minutes later, Nicole was back in the living room facing her professor completely naked.“Good girl,” Marrite cooed at her like she was a little k**. “Now, I’m going to have to diaper you for classes….”“What?!” Nicole demanded. “Why?”“Because you wet your pants yesterday, and it was the main reason you had to miss my class. I don’t want you missing classes in your other subjects today because you are not old enough to control your body.”“I am,” Nicole looked at her in shock.“No, you are not. You peed yourself yesterday, or was that my imagination? Are you not here because you peed your pants even in the bathroom?”Nicole looked down. Her teacher had her over a barrel.“Now, lie down on the floor so that I may get this diaper on you. You are not to touch it, and if you wet it, after your class, you come and get me to help you change it.”“Yes ma’am. But if I’m not allowed to touch it, how do I use the restroom?”“You don’t need to. You showed me yesterday that it’s hard for you to get there in time anyway, so just go in the diaper and come and get me when you are wet.”“Do I really have to do this?”“Unless you want me to have a word with your math instructor, talk to your parents, and basically make sure you are returned home to grow out of diapers again….”Nicole sighed. “Alright, I understand.”Nicole laid on the floor without putting up any fight because she definitely didn’t want her father to find out she had wet her pants as an adult out on her own. It had been bad enough when she was in high school, and had messed up a couple of times. Both times, her dad responded by having her mom put her diapers then too, so she wasn’t too sure he wouldn’t keep her at home in diapers if he heard about this. He was paying her college education expenses as well, so it would be hard for her to reject him unless she found a job herself.Nicole was soon dressed in a pink diaper that felt so thick, she wondered how she would hide it under even jeans. Still, she got her jeans to fit over it, and the extra material that came up was hidden by tucking her shirt into her jeans. She just hoped that she could keep it hidden all day that she was wearing it.“Now, get some breakfast, and get your stuff together for today.”“I have to meet my math teacher right away this morning,” Nicole informed Marrite hoping she’d let her leave for school early. She really didn’t want to be in front of her teacher because though she was clothed, she was quite uncomfortably aware that her teacher knew that she was in a diaper, and she hoped that no one else she met would realize it.“Alright, but don’t leave the house without eating something,” Marrite nodded. “It isn’t good to try to do a full load of classes without breakfast.”Nicole sighed and ate the cereal, toast, and orange juice that was set in front of her. She was out the door in less than ten minutes, and Marrite didn’t seem to try too hard to keep her.“I hope she lets me go back to my room tonight,” Nicole thought to herself, though a nagging in her stomach told her that it was wishful thinking. Her teacher had her where she wanted her, and letting her go back to her room would make it difficult to watch her and make sure she wore diapers at night.“Ms. Parker,” her math teacher and she reached his office door at the same time. He didn’t look too happy to see her.“Are you certain you want to study this morning?” he asked her. “I’m not going to listen to excuses even if you tell me you need the toilet this time. As matter of fact, I’ll let you go right now just so it’s not a problem.”“I just went five minutes ago,” she lied to him. She had no intention of telling him that she was in a diaper.“Are you sure?”“Yes sir.”“Alright, then we do this until class time, agreed?” he looked at her with stern steady brown eyes.“Yes, I understand, sir. I promise, no moving at all until class van escort time.”“Alright then, get your math out and let’s see where we left off yesterday.”Nicole and her math teacher spent an hour and a half getting her homework done, and in the process, she realized what she was doing and could do the problems on her own near the end. To make certain she could, he gave her a few extra practice questions, and he was smiling at her by the end of the session.“Alright, there is only ten minutes until class, so go take a short break, and I’ll see you in class,” he dismissed her.Nicole stood up from the seat, her legs nearly asleep from the prolonged position she had been in. She walked down the hall to the end where the vending machines were, and she absently bought some water as she normally did before that class, and started drinking. It was more just her usual behavior than that she was thirsty.“Hey, Nicole!” a plump chubby cheek Mexican girl called out to her as she took her first swig of cool lemon flavored water.“Anna!” Nicole returned the enthusiastic greeting.“Where were you yesterday? I waited for hours for you after lessons.”“Oh, I’m sorry. I got stuck doing some work to catch up for a couple of classes.”“Oh, I didn’t know you were behind.”“Well, I have a really strict teacher that makes things hard in her class, and there were some problems in math that I didn’t understand.”“You know I’m always available if I can help with anything.”“I know, but as it was, these were really difficult things, and I didn’t want to bother you with them and take all your free time with them.”“I honestly don’t get the teachers at this school. You’d think we were back in junior high school or worse even prison the way they treat us.”“I know. What happened, Anna?”“Well, I couldn’t answer one question on my history homework, so the history teacher wouldn’t take the score and he gave me until the next class period to answer it or I’ll get a zero on the whole assignment.”“That sucks.”“Tell me about it. I’d drop his class, but it seems that almost all the teachers here are just like him. Transferring isn’t even an option for me because my marks are so low as it is, and the tuition is only affordable because this was the only school that qualified me to receive any financial aid.”“My parents insisted that I go there because my mother graduated from this school,” Nicole explained her side. “They said they’d pay everything for me as long as I go to this particular school. I asked them what was so special about this school, and they said it was just the best system in the country these days, and it teaches the students more than just academics.”“Oh, I can really see that,” Anna said sarcastically. “I think adults are getting dumber and dumber every year. They think they are always right, and that nothing really changes, but I’m quite sure that if your mother really doted on this school, it must have better in her days than it is now.”“Maybe,” Nicole put her finger to her chin thoughtfully. “Well, we should get to class because we don’t want to be late and be scolded in front of everyone.”“Yeah, I guess,” Anna agreed with a nod of her head.They walked to the class door where a few students were still straggling through it, a couple or a small group at a time walking through to find good seats to hear the lecture.Nicole saw the math teacher, and she ducked her head and walked to her usual seat with Anna sitting right next to her. Not many desks didn’t have a bottle of water sitting on them, and the teacher smiled at all the young ladies. Yes, it was a college specifically for young ladies.(I would like to have all my American and free world readers realize that this is NOT the land of the free or any real place at all. So bear with me as I tell some quite different and quite unrealistic experiences within the coming paragraphs—as if I haven’t already hinted at such with the above).“Young ladies, I would like to start class today by informing you that our commission to get more funding for our school has been approved which will make things better for you.”The girls looked from the teacher to each other. They had been following the news from time to time because the school had been asking the government for extra money since three years before to upgrade different things like their dormitories and certain other areas of the school that made the girls weary about using certain services that the school offered.“The school board had emailed all your teachers between last night and this morning, and told us all to introduce this bit of news in all our first classes. Tomorrow, you may hear the news again because some teachers do not work today, and if you have a teacher that was off in your first period, then you will hear this again.”“What kinds of things will be improved?” one of the ladies in the back asked who had red hair and freckles.“One of the things that has been approved, is the upgrade of your rooms and the broken down bathrooms on campus.”The girls looked at each other as though they wanted to cheer. They kept their composure, however, and the teacher went on to explain a list of things that will change as well as what the students will have to do to ease this transition.“Starting tomorrow, you will all be required to wear a school uniform,” the teacher also informed them making a couple of girls groan. “You can pick up your uniforms after your first class at the school auditorium, and you are dismissed for the rest of the day to get those things together. As for our class today, I will simply collect your homework, and then you are free to go.”Anna smiled over at Nicole as they both stood up to get in line to hand in their homework. Nicole thought it strange for him to collect her homework since he knows she gets it now, and he watched her do the assignment in his office, but she didn’t want anyone else to know that she had needed the extra help, so she got in line without any complaint.“Uniforms,” Anna whispered to Nicole as they waited in line with exasperation. “This place is more like a prison every day.”“Tell me about it,” The red haired and freckled Robyn said from behind them. “By the way, Nicole, our dormitory supervisor came by our room yesterday, and she wanted to know why you were not in your own bed.”“It’s a long story, Robyn, but at least one of the professors knows why. I’m sure that no one will be in trouble once that professor explains things.”“Oh,” Robyn said as though she understood something that the rest of the listening students didn’t. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered to Nicole. “Was it really harsh?”“Not too bad,” Nicole said feeling nervous that Robyn might know more about the situation than she wanted her to. This caused her put a hand nervously on her bottom and feel around the top edges of her jeans to make sure there were no tell-tale signs of the secret padding she wore beneath them.Robyn, seeing Nicole’s reaction, blushed and turned away while she seemed to nervously discover that there was still nothing showing.Some of the other students didn’t miss that Nicole suddenly got very quiet, red, and nervous, but they didn’t say anything or even stare at her, but rather just pointedly ignored her for a moment or two. Some, however, obviously had no clue as to why Nicole might be nervous or embarrassed and just carried on as usual.“Your homework,” the teacher looked up at Nicole who had not realized that it was suddenly her turn. “What are you so embarrassed about?”“Nothing,” Nicole lied handing him the paper. She walked away quite sure that everyone knew what was going on.Once they were safely away from the math class and from the bulk of other students, Anna turned to face Nicole as they made their way towards the auditorium. They were not particularly walking fast, nor the most direct route there because they didn’t want to be caught up in the crowds and wanted to see what it was like on the approach before committing to going too soon. They both dreaded lines.“So, what was all that stuff about and the sudden nervousness when it looked like Robyn understood something that I still don’t.”“Oh, um… it’s nothing.”“Nicole, I’m your friend. Whatever it is, you can tell me and know I won’t laugh at your or spread rumors about you.”“I know,” Nicole responded, but she still felt too embarrassed to tell her that she pissed her pants the day before and that she had to wear diapers today.“Do you think we can stop by the washrooms on the way to the auditorium?” Anna asked her as a way of changing the topic. “I really need to go.”“Sure. I think the closest one is this way.”It was quite obvious what they were talking about with need to fix up some of the facilities as they approached this particular restroom. Upon coming to the small building, the first thing everyone could notice was it had no roof because the thing had caved in about a year ago, and the college simply took the pieces out the washrooms and removed the rest of the roof to make it safe enough to use. Inside, because of the lack of a roof, and the door didn’t close with a seal around the edges, the floor was dingy and almost always muddy. Even the toilets were dingy, but at least they were clean on the seats because someone did wash them several times a day.“This must be the worst bathroom on campus,” Anna commented. “Maybe I should just wait until we get to the auditorium.”“Do whatever you want,” Nicole shrugged trying to be neutral about it. She knew if it was her, she’d wait. She had never liked bathrooms like this that exposed her too much. Even the stall doors were broken so they didn’t lock.“Are you going to wait or use a toilet?” Nicole asked wanting to leave the bathroom. She just felt being inside a bathroom was torture since her teacher had explicitly told her that she was not to touch her diaper even to pee. She also hated this bathroom either way because she knew she could never use this one whether she was in a diaper or not. If she were in a cleaner one, she might be tempted to disobey the teacher, after all, if she could get the diaper on just right again, maybe the teacher wouldn’t realize she had messed with it.“I guess I’ll wait,” Anna said as she opened a partially working stall door to reveal some pee on the floor from someone that either didn’t make it, or someone that had not wanted to sit on the seat and so sprayed everywhere.“The auditorium isn’t much further,” Nicole encouraged Anna. “You can go there.”The two girls washed their hands from the habit of exiting the bathroom, or perhaps because of the condition of the place making them feel dirtier than it should have, or whatever. They walked a bit faster now, because Anna did want to get there to pee.“So, what’s up with you and what’s his name?” Anna asked Nicole.Nicole had met a very nice boy with short red hair and green eyes that previous Saturday, and they had talked for quite some time that evening before he finally dropped her off at the campus gate at ten o’clock. She was cutting curfew quite close, but it was worth escort bayan it.“Oh, Rick? I’m not sure yet,” Nicole shrugged. “I think he wants to see me again though.”“Why don’t you ask him to come to our culture day this November?” Anna asked Nicole. “He might enjoy that, and it would give him a chance to see your talents.”“I don’t really have any talents I want to show off,” Nicole said just as they reached the steps to the auditorium.The two girls looked up the five flights of steps, each one coming to a plateau in a straight line up to the main entrance. There were students lined down two plateaus, and Anna thought it was going to be hell to get in there just to use the bathroom, but right now, she really had to try.“Do you think they’ll let me in there?”“I don’t know, but you better try, if you have to go that badly, right?”Anna nodded and started up the long stair to the line of students.“Excuse me,” she said as she came to the back of the line.“Where are you going?” the people in front of her asked.“I just need to get through to use the bathroom.”“I’m sorry, but there is no cutting at all. Melissa there asked those in front of her for the same reason, but no one is taking any chances or letting anyone cut, so you’ll just have to wait until it’s your turn to get your uniform.”As Anna turned to walk away, she saw so many more students coming to get their uniform that she decided that since they were already in line, maybe they should just wait and get their things.“Yeah, it would be a shame to fight that crowd to get away only to return to find the place still crowded later,” Nicole agreed with her. Secretly, Nicole was almost as bursting as Anna, though she didn’t really know yet how badly Anna wanted to go. She was wearing the diaper, but her body refused to use it just because it was on her. She wasn’t a baby after all.The line slowly moved two or three students in a few minutes, and Anna was starting to hop from foot to foot.“You really gotta go?” Nicole looked at her in sympathy as her own body sent strong signals that she tried to ignore because she was scared of someone finding out she was in a diaper.“Yeah. I wonder how long this line is going to take.”In front of them, they had not lied about Melissa, and she was also hopping foot to foot.From somewhere behind them, Nicole thought she heard Angela’s rude voice call out. “Hey, look at that fat Mexican! I think she’s going to pee herself.”This caused Anna to blush and to try to keep herself a bit more still, but she wasn’t sure that doing so would help her hold it.“That’s Angie,” Nicole whispered to her. “Don’t worry about what she says. She’s always rude to everyone around her.”“I’m sure, but why did she have to point me out and say it like that! I’m afraid that she might be right, and I might really wet my pants, but I’m scared to leave the line now.”“Why? We can always come back later to get our stuff…,” and then Nicole looked behind them again and realized that they would have to fight the crowds going down as it was no longer a neat line. Even ahead of them, the only reason the line seemed to shorten, was that people were now massing out instead of staying in a straight line, though they all seemed to basically be in some kind of order.“Oh, damn,” Nicole said aloud covering her mouth by habit as she would have been slapped at home for saying that word. “I guess we’re stuck here.”“Yeah. Let’s just hope they hurry.”Nicole’s body, kept quite still, and with but a little nervous movement of her left leg, there was no outward sign. On the inside, her pee hole was burning, her bladder was aching, and her muscles were tiring. She even kept coaxing her body to just do it because she knew she was supposed to anyway and with the diaper on, she hoped no one would notice. Still, her body refused to empty itself like that.Suddenly, Melissa bent half way over holding her stomach, and several girls squealed as they backed away from her. At first, Nicole could see nothing, but that changed as Melissa’s pants darkened, and then a drizzling sound of water hitting concrete filled her ears as the little stream started to run out her pant legs and down the steps.Melissa started to sob in her hands as she peed her pants in front of the world. She squatted down and keeping her legs together so as if to hide her wetness or maybe to keep her privates warm so she wouldn’t get cold as fast. Her friends around her gathered towards her once the shock of her peeing had subsided, and they put comforting arms around her.“Come on,” they helped her to her feet. “It won’t solve anything to just stay here. It’s all over, so let’s just get our uniforms and get out of here, okay?”Melissa wouldn’t move her hands from her face, and she didn’t stand up. She still sat there, now her bottom directly on the puddle of the step with her feel closed around it. She let out little shivers of sobs.“Come on,” one of her friends prodded her up. “You can’t stay here like this.”Accidentally touching where her friend was wet, the helpful girl pulled Melissa up to her feet and with the encouragement of the rest of her friends and the many kind words, Melissa finally stood up and walked up the steps in wet jeans.Anna could feel her own bladder doing backflips and other things to try to keep control, but she wasn’t so sure she was going to make it either. Nicole didn’t care to make it. She was actually trying to get her bladder to relax because she didn’t want anyone to notice that she even had to go. If they realized she was holding it, and then suddenly didn’t have to go anymore then they would surely know she was wearing a diaper.Anna’s body quivered for a moment as they reached the doors to the auditorium. There was a teacher there, who immediately saw what had happened to Melissa.“What do you have to say for yourself?” she asked the girl.“I… I…” and Melissa squatted again and started to sob.“Get up,” the teacher pulled her up by the arm. “Come with me to get your uniform.”Anna looked through the doors and saw the bathroom off to the left. She darted into the hall and ran to the toilets. Nicole watched after her wishing that Melissa had made it, too. The burning in her pee hole and the ache in her bladder was getting quite annoying and Nicole debated for a moment as to whether to disobey Marrite and just go to the bathroom, or to try to get it in the diaper.The lady returned after she had left Melissa somewhere, and as she took the next girl, she noted that someone was missing.“Did one of the girls leave?” she asked the other students.“She just went into the bathroom,” another girl answered for Nicole because she was having a hard time controlling her body and deciding whether to go pee in the toilet.“If she’s not back by her turn, she’ll have to return to the end of the line.”“She’s after me,” Nicole whispered out through gritted teeth that told everyone that something was wrong.“Alright. I’ll remember that.”The lady left with the next girl and went to drop her off. Finally, Nicole felt a few dribbles squeeze past her tiring muscles and pitter-patter into the padding of the diaper. The dribbles soon became a small sizzling stream, and finally into a roaring waterfall that quickly caused the diaper to expand making it feel tight against her jeans. It wasn’t comfortable to wear it like that, she hoped no one noticed, but it was a lot more comfortable to wear a lake inside her diaper than it was to have her privates burning and aching.Anna came out of the bathroom just as Nicole was called to go with the woman.“You are just in time,” the woman scolded Anna. “Another moment or two, and you would have had to go to the end of the line. Come with us.”Anna was dropped off at one door and Nicole was dropped off at another.Nicole opened the door, and the four women inside asked her to take off her clothes.“Please, I can’t do that,” Nicole protested. “I… why do I have to?”“You are going to be measured and then you are going to be given proper school wear to wear out of here.”“Can’t I just tell you my sizes and take my clothes to my room to change?”“No. Everyone changes into their first set of clothes here. We are also checking your body for abnormities,” the women told her.“What abnormities?”“For one, we are checking for strange bruises, for cuts on your skin, or anything else that indicates that you are not as healthy as you look.”Nicole sighed. “Um… before I remove my pants, you have to understand something.”“What is that?”“My teacher is making me wear… um… she said I have to because I had an accident yesterday, and because I had to miss her class yesterday.”“What is she making you wear?”“Diapers,” Nicole hung her head.“Oh, that’s not a big deal,” one of the women said. “Remove your jeans. You would think though that a college girl could get to the bathroom in time unless you are sick or something?”“I… I don’t think it’s that. I just had to hold it for too long yesterday.”“Remove your jeans,” the lady said with a smile.Nicole sighed and did as she was told. She stripped down to just her diaper which was sagging with all the pee in it, and the four ladies gawked at her for a moment.“You just peed your pants again, didn’t you?” one of them finally asked her after a few shocked moments of silence.“Yeah. I’m not allowed to touch the thing. It’s the teacher’s rule. I have to get her to change me.”“That sounds like a reasonable rule for someone that cannot hold it,” one of the ladies smiled at her. “But I have to take it off of you so I can check your skin. Go ahead and lie down on the cot so I can get it off of you.”Nicole sighed and did as she was told. The lady then thoroughly checked every inch of her skin, checked her heartbeat, her blood pressure, and other things that including probing her where it is best not to get too deep into here. Finally, with her physical over, they brought out a clean diaper for her which surprised Nicole.“Even though you are in a diaper,” the women began. “You still need to be in dress code, so put these on.”Nicole took the light blue with black lacing round the legs and waistband panties, and put them on as she was told. Then she put on a light blue button down blouse and skirt. She was even given two pair of shoes, one for outside wear, and one for inside wear. They gave her a bag with a lot of different clothes in it that she would have to sort through at her room.“You may go now, and if you must wear diapers, be sure to get some that will fit inside the panties we gave you. If you are out of uniform at all, there will be severe penalties.”Nicole gulped and nodded and then finally left her face beat red. She saw Anna waiting for her.“They took a while with you. Nearly five others were finished by the time you came out.”“I’m sorry,” Nicole whispered to Anna.“It’s okay. So, since we have the rest of the day, what do you want to do?”“I think I have to go see that teacher to explain something to her and ask her if I’m allowed to use my room tonight.”“Oh, okay. Let’s go there, then.”“Anna, before we do, I have to explain something embarrassing to you. Let’s find a private place to talk, okay?”“Sure.”The girls started to walk to Anna’s room to drop her things off. They figured even if her roommate was there, they could find a private corner somewhere around the dormitory that no one was using.

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Gloryhole TripI’m a married and bisexual. My wife and I don’t have a very active sex life and being bi I crave a cock every now and then.The other night on the way home I decided to visit the local adult bookstore since my wife was out of town. I walked into the video booth area and found a booth with glory holes on either side. A minute later someone entered the booth beside me. I looked through the hole to see a man in his late thirties pulling out his cock. It was about 7.5″ and thick. I gave him the signal that I wanted his cock and he approached the hole. I grabbed it and started licking the head. Then I was lost in lust for his cock and engulfed it in my mouth. I sucked for all I was worth. After about five minutes he pulled his cock back. I looked through to see why and saw he was putting lube on his cock. He stuck it back through and I pulled my pants around my ankles and lined his cock up to my man pussy. When my ass hit the wall I reached back and spread my cheeks to get him in me as deep as I could. He started pumping in and out of my pussy slowly at first. After ten minutes or so he started really pounding me. He gave one more deep thrust and I could feel him pumping a huge load deep sinop escort in my ass. His cock was beginning to go soft and he pulled out of my tight hole. I looked back through at him and he leaned down and said thank you. Then he left the booth.A few seconds later another man entered and pulled out his cock and plunged it through the hole. It was slightly bigger than the one that had just fucked me. I sucked it like the cock craving slut that I was feeling like. After just a couple of minutes I stood up and guided his cock up in my man pussy. He gave a couple of slow pumps then started pounding as hard as he could. He wasn’t discrete at all. Everybody in the place probably knew I was being fucked by the way he was slamming into the wall. After a few minutes I noticed someone watching from the other hole. I came to find out later he had been watching since the first cock came through the hole. I rubbed the bottom of that hole and was treated to a thick black ten inch cock. It was a thing of beauty. How often does a bi cock lover get a cock like that presented to him while being ramrodded? I started slowly sucking on the head as that’s all I could reach without pulling şırnak escort off of the cock giving me a good fucking. After about a fifteen minute pounding I got the second load of the night. I was so focused on the cock in my mouth I didn’t know there was another guy already in the other booth until he rammed is cock deep in my ass. He was at least an inch and a half to two inches longer than the last and thicker too. He pounded me for about five minutes then unloaded deep in bowels. I loved the repetitiveness of feeling the warm spurts of man juice inside my man pussy.By this time the man whose cock I’d been nursing on the head of was ready for his turn. I went down on his cock and started deep throating him as best I could but his cock was huge. He pulled back and looked through the hole and said he would rather go to a large booth. I pulled up my pants and we both exited our booths and went to one of the larger ones. Once inside he locked the door. He just looked at me as he dropped his pants and released that big cock of his. I knew my place and went down on my knees and started trying to give him the best blowjob he ever had. After just a couple of minutes he asked escort bayan if I was ready to really get fucked and I just stood up and bent over the chair that was in there. He lined that huge cock up with my man pussy and shoved it in with one swift move. His body was right against mine and I couldn’t believe I took that monster cock so easy. He started pounding my ass good and hard. We got into a good rhythm together and I was in a euphoric daze. Then he leaned in a little while grinding deep in my ass and said, “You’re my bitch now and I’m going to breed your ass.” He was giving me the fucking of a lifetime and I was hooked on that big cock. He pounded me for about twenty minutes then about blew my insides out when he let his load loose. It shot out with such force and volume. He stayed in me until he was completely soft and slid out. Afterward he told me I had a sweet ass and gave me his number. I ended up getting fucked by two more guys through the glory holes in the booths and sucked off three more. I left the store and went home and jacked off two times thinking of that big cock.The next day I called him and went to his house. As soon as I walked in we stripped and I got on my knees and took that cock in my mouth and started giving the best blowjob I could. He fucked me in three different positions and came in my ass four times. When I looked at the clock he had been fucking my man pussy for three hours. I’ll be going back to get more as soon as I can.

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FIRST TEEN EXPERIENCES – PART 1FIRST TEEN EXPERIENCES – PART 1This is a story in multiple parts set in the early seventies when I was in my teens at school in Northampton (UK). The story is a mixture of truth and wishful thinking fantasy, I will leave it to you, the reader, to decide which is which, either way I hope you enjoy it and it brings back memories of those teen years.It was the spring of 1972, I was a few weeks away from being fifteen and attended Kingswell Boys Secondary Modern School in Northampton. I guess I could be described as quite shy and quiet compared to some of my contemporaries, my hormones were in overdrive just like all my school friends but unlike a lot of them I didn’t shout about it and was rather scared of girls. The most exciting thing to happen around that time had been a recent find of about a dozen “adult magazines” near some fields and gravel pits that my friend and I used to ride our bikes around. The state of the magazines varied from good to nearly unreadable but to us it was like finding a pot of gold. We carefully put the magazines in a box and buried the box in a den we had built under some thick trees and bushes in which we could sit hidden way and read when we wanted. We both must have had massive erections sitting reading these magazines but neither of us dared do anything about that in each other’s company, although I did at times sneak back on my own to look at the magazines and sit there wanking hidden in the bushes. I suspect my friend did the same.Kingswell Boys Secondary Modern was next door to Kingswell Girls Secondary Modern, all the girls milling around always generated a lot of interest going and leaving school as the girls school start and finish times were exactly the same as the boys. There were various boasts from a lot of my friends about this and that girl and what they had done and would do, none of these I really believed. I did however have one friend, Dave, who was rather different. I always felt Dave was rather mature for his age and he nevşehir escort would occasionally let drop some details of his experiences when he had been out with various girls. He also seemed to actually speak to and know some of girls from the girls school next door, to me this gave his stories of his sexual adventures much more creditability, because of this I was very envious of him.Whereas a lot of my friends were involved in the various sporting activities of the school I had little interest in this and was more interested in art, this meant I was involved in designing and producing the school magazine and at this particular time painting scenery for the drama groups’ new production. I was so into this once a week when the drama group rehearsed after school I would go along and work on the scenery, a lot of my friends thought I was “totally weird” doing this after school but I didn’t care. It was on one of these occasions I was making my way home and taking a short cut across the nearby park, this was not only the shortest route but also gave me the opportunity to be out of sight and have a crafty smoke. It was not dark but getting dusk as I dodged in among the bushes and trees the lined one side of the park, now out of sight I lit up a cigarette and followed the narrow path through the trees.About half way along I could hear voices, I quietened my steps and continued, curious to see who it was and what they were doing, on getting a little nearer I could see a boy in school uniform with his back to the path, I think I must have let out an audible gasp when I saw his trousers were around this ankles, luckily I was not heard. I left the path and skirted around behind the bushes to get a better view and not be seen, I could now see there were two of them, the other person being a girl also in school uniform.The girl had a firm grip on his cock and was wanking him furiously, I could feel my cock hardening and hear my heart thumping as I watched the scene unfold no more niğde escort than a few yards away.I am unsure how long this had been going on before I had arrived but within a matter of a couple of minutes I heard the boy groan and shoot two streams of sperm over the leaves of the nearby bushes. It wasn’t long before the boy mumbled something that I couldn’t hear, did his trousers up and headed off along the path, the girl on the other hand didn’t seem in any hurry and reached into her bag for a cigarette and learning back on a tree started smoking it. I waited a few minutes and then as the show obviously was over decided make my way home. As I extricated myself from the bush I caught my foot on a tree root and went flying, landing sprawling on the path, the girl spun round and instead of being startled, seemed angry.”What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she yelled at me.I found it hard to formulate much of a reply, but just muttering something about tripping over a tree root.”I can fucking see that!, but what were you doing in the those bushes?” she retorted.Before I could think of an answer she launched into a full scale rant about me being a little pervert skulking in the bushes watching her and the boy. I guess she was not far wrong.I was already the colour of beetroot and having visions of this spreading all round both the girls and boys school and the shame that would result. I decided honesty and a friendly apology was the only thing to do.”I was just walking home having a fag out of sight and just happened to see you and your boyfriend, sorry, it wasn’t on purpose, honestly . . .” It all sounded rather pathetic but it was true.”He’s not my boyfriend, I was just giving him a wank” she snapped back.Sensing a slight melting I introduced myself, said I was in the 4th year at Kingswell Boys and tried to be a bit chatty. It seemed to be working, and I began to think I might be off the hook and not going to be branded as the pervert skulking in the bushes, she in turn, escort bayan introduced herself as Vicky. Vicky must have also have been about fifteen, was very slightly plump, or what I imagine might have been called puppy fat and had short dark hair. I was beginning to think this might be the time to say goodbye and make my exit.”Bet you had a big hard on while you were watching didn’t you” she said.”Were you wanking?”Once again my face turned beetroot red as I contemplated how I should answer this, once again I decided honesty been the best policy.”Not wanking but was a bit hard when watching . . .” I admitted.”Want wanking off then?” she asked as matter of factually as if she were asking if I wanted a cigarette.If I had had this scenario suggested to me to me I would have probably said I would have run a mile, but instead I said yes.I sheepishly undid my grey school trousers and then slid trousers and Y fronts down to just above my knees, my cock sprang out, despite being as nervous as hell, like an iron bar at the prospect of being touched by a girl for the first time. Vicky threw down the cigarette and stamped it out in the mud.”Nice fireman’s helmet” she said laughing as she surveyed my circumcised cock.She then spat twice into her hand and firmly grasped my cock just below the head, the most sensitive spot. I knew full well this was going to be over pretty quick as her hand slid up down in short movements, the sweet agony continued for no more than two minutes before I could feel the pleasure building to an unstoppable crescendo, I knew there nothing I could do to prolong this and I was going to cum any moment. She could obviously see the signs as should stood aside slightly as I groaned, spasmed and shot streams of sperm out landing on the muddy path.“Fuck, you needed that didn’t you” she said laughing.No sooner than I had pulled up my trousers, she said “See ya, gotta get home now” and headed off down the path leaving me standing there rather dazed but happy. As I walked home in my head I was going over and over what had just happened in the park. Wow, I have actually just been wanked off by a girl I kept thinking. Maybe there was a chance I could meet up with Vicky again, maybe she would do other things also. . . maybe, but only time would tell.To be continued.

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The “Good Girl”My first attempt at this fictional story:Ambernathy was a product of a previous marriage but that time frame was always kept from her. She was far too young to remember her real Dad or “that life”. She had small little memory glimpses that played in her mind like lost pictue frames of a time were things were familiar but yet unknown. Like when someone ask you, “have you seen that old movie” and you only come up with spots of scenes. She felt it in her heart that there was more to those memories but it seemed like a dream she couldn’t fully remember. Nor could she really ask her mother becuase she couldn’t really remember anything. Other ralatives told her little secrets here and there about her past life but she was always told to keep quite about it. Although she was never told of her previous life, she felt different from the rest of the family and they subconsciously treated her as such. She was taught at the early age to do what she was told. She was expected to be “a good girl”. She was constantly corrected. Whatever she did, she didn’t do it right. She was always told “don’t make the same mistakes as I did” and “you need to listen to you mother”. These were things that were constantly pounded in her head. She did her best to follow insturctions and be “a good girl” but she some how always got into trouble. She was called a “bad c***d” or a “disrespectfull c***d” when scolded. Her step dad “daddy”, was the jeasouly type and every one knew it. He kept everyone in line with his anger and his scare tactcis. He was one not to cross and her mother found out the hard way on what not to do. Her mother knew which buttons to avoid pushing. He started out like all dads, playing the good guy, hugs and kisses and what not. She really doesn’t remember how or when it started, it was just something he always did when he tucked her in. She sorta knew he wasn’t suppose to touch her in certain areas but it was her “daddy”, and plus they were quick little accidents that could easly dissmissed (at first). She was quickly reminded that “good girls” don’t make their mother’s upset with little nonsense. As the years went by, those little accidental incendents were just part of her night time ritual. She knew it was wrong but he knew how to use her guilt to keep her quite. He constantly reminder her that she shouldn’t upset her mother with things she couldn’t prove anyway or be the “cause of trouble”, so she kept it to her self.One night when her mother was taking an extra long bath he came into her room to tuck her in but this time he laid next to her. They were spooning and he was telling her how great she’s been the last couple of days and that she was “a good girl”. She was happy to make him happy, she was smiling that she was finally being “a good girl”. Then she felt it. Something soft at first, then it grew. As he slowly kissed the back of her head and hugged her. She felt his heat and that thing up against her little butt grew and got bigger. He slightly rubbed it into her butt and although she had on panties and her night clothes, she could feel that hard thing through his boxers. She wanted to get up but he held her and repeated “that’s my good girl”. So she stayed still and his hands started to wonder down her little tummy. As he reach right at her pubic bone with nothing but clothing to protect her, he stopped and hugged her extra tight and as if time stood still, she waited, waited like the “good girl” she was expected to be. As she heard her mother’s bath end. He kissed her for a long time on the back of her head, feeling his grip, his muscular arms around her little frame and that hard thing poking her. He got up and put the covers back and said good night. That was start of the new retual.She so wanted to tell her mother but there never seemed to be a good time. Her mother was always running around like a headless chicken trying to deal with bills from the busines and making ends meet at home. She was the second oldest, so it was her responsiablity to set the example and not “cause trouble” for her younger brothers. She didn’t want to be the cause of her getting upset when she was happy (which seemed rare). So she kept quite and kep it all in.His actions progressed as the weeks went by in their little nightly ritual. His hands were now on the inside of her shirt, inside her panties but they were just rubs. When he put his hands in her shirt he would graze his fingers over her little buds and they would make her nipples hard. He would slip his hands in her panties and ever so lightly graze over her little mound and gently run them over her little lips. She was always afriad that he kilis escort would stick his big fingers in her but he never did and for that she was greatful. He was always breathing heavy and always hard.One evening as they were cuddling, he wanted to show her how happy he was. He had her turned around and faced him. This was a first for her becuase she always stared at the wall. There was a small light coming from her night light so she could see him looking right at her. He guided her little hand down and he said “here, this is how happy you make Daddy” and with that she felt it for the first time. That hard thing that was always rubbing her backside. Although she was scared and trembling, it was hard and long, yet soft at the same time. She was given instructions on what to do. Up and down, slowly. She couldn’t get her whole hand around it but she did the best she could becuase she wanted to be “a good girl”. His breathing became quick and some how it seem to get bigger and harder. He kept repeating “yes, that’s it! just like that. yes, yes” he started biting down on his lips and then it happend. He exploded, ropes after ropes over his stomach. He told her to keep going up and down. She did. Until it started to get soft. She couldn’t believe what just happened and she knew in some weird unspoken way, she was “a good girl”.Over the next couple of months, it was always the same, a little touching and a little rubbing and then his explotion. There was times during the day that when they were left alone, he would always reminded her to never mention it to her mother becuase she would get upset of what “she was doing”. He was every good with his words and keeping her quiet, plus he treated her a little special when noone was around, so it wasn’t all “that bad”. He always made her feel like a “Daddy’s Girl” when noone was around and she always felt good for that but she knew it always came with a price. As long as she kept quite and did as she was told, her mother would atleast be happy and she wouldn’t be the “cause of trouble”.One day, it was around noon it was just him and her, he came up to her and hugged her and she knew what was about to happen. His little kisses on the back of her head and neck, his rubs, first on the outside of her shirt the slowly on the inside and like clock work, that thing growing and getting hard upagainst her back. She was older now and like the “good girl” she had to be, she knew what to do to not upset him and did what she was told to do. She tried to tell him no but he didn’t seem to hear her. This time was a bit wierd for her becuase it was day time but he lead her over to the couch and he started to unbucle his belt and jeans. She was instructed to get on her knees in front of him and she knew to pull his jeans down. She could see it under his boxers and she was told to pull them down. As she did, it popped out and there it was, all big and hard. He sat down and told her to touch him. She slowly did what she was told and for the first time, she got to see what she always did. As she was working it up and down. She realized that she was doing “a good job”, so she did her best keep him happy. She saw in his facial expression that she was doing a “good job” and he whispered “that’s it, that’s my good girl, don’t stop”. She was instructed on what to do. So with one hand, going up and down, the other was lightly playing with his balls and just like that, he exploded. She was amazed how much stuff there was and how high it went and that it got all over her hand. As she was cleaning him with a towel, although she knew it was wrong, she had a little smal sense of pride that she was “a good girl”.Months went by and it was always the same at night and at occasionally during the day. One time, during the day, “Daddy” looked frustrated and mommy was leaving to go visit family. She tried to go with her but was instructed by her mother to “stay and take car of your father”. As soon as she left she knew what was coming so she tired to go to her room but was called down. As she came into the livingroom he was sitting at the couch and told her: “come over here, i’m going to show you somethingn new”. She walked slowly as she could with out upsetting him but there was no stopping it. She was instructed like always to lower his jeans and boxers. She already knew what to do so she started to go up and down but this time he told her to “kiss it”. She did and she was surprised that it felt soft on her lips. She was instructed on what to do. That’s the day, she learned how to please him with her mouth. When he fist enter her mouth, she will never forget that kırıkkale escort noise he made the first time she did it. She knew it was wrong but she became a quicker learn to hurry up to hear those words, “that’s a good girl”. She learned how to use her mouth, boths hands in different areas to help speed up the process. He gently held her head with his big hands as his pace and breathing quickend. She moved her head out of the way just in time as he exploded. She kept moving her hand up and down just like he liked it until he was spent. She was schocked that he exploded with such a force and there seem to be more white stuff than usual. That was the started of the new thing that happened when Mama wasn’t around. The nightly thing sorta died down which was a good thing but one night he came in there and said he was going to do something a little different. He sat her at the edge of the bed and as he looked at her he slowly pulled her shorts and panties down. She was told to lay back and relax “daddys going to do something special”. He started to kiss inner thighs softly. She had never felt him being this soft. He kept kissing her and moving closer to her middle area and then he licked her there. As if a shot of electricty hit her, she gasped hard and freaked out arching her back. He quickly quieted her and she relaxed. Once she was relaxed. He started to lick her again, slow long licks. She never felt anything like this in her whole life. She couldn’t control her body and felt her self letting go and actaully started to enjoy what was happening. He spread her legs more so that he could lick her more. His tongue was every where. He licked her from the back to the front and he even stuck his tongue inside her and it felt huge! For the first time he was doing something to her that she actaully liked but she kept that to herself. He reached up and played with her nipples and they were hard. He played with them and licked her until she forgot that what they were doing was wrong. He did it until she exploded. He slowly stopped licking her. He got up and asked her if she was ok? She responded in a way she knew would please him: “yes, Daddy, I’m fine thank you”. He handed her her clothes and started to walk out of her room. He slowly turn while wiping his mouth and softly told her “good night Daddy’s Girl”. That night she slept soundly. The day thing was getting to be more common so she tried her best to be a “good girl”so that she would be able to go places with her her Mama and not get stuck at home. Some way or another, she was always told to stay. She even pleaded to her mother to go with her but her pleads were always ignored. She was always told or reminded, “no, just stay here and take care of your father”, and she did. Her and her mother’s relationship didn’t really change but it wasn’t the same either. It always seem like she was getting upset with her for little things. Things that didn’t seem to matter. There were times that her mother would stared at her like as if her mother knew but just dealt with it. For his birthday one year, she was left alone with him. By this time she already knew the drill. She didn’t have to be told what to do. She knew her role as “a good girl”. She knew she had to keep him happy or else she would be the “cause of trouble”. He told her, since it’s my birthday, your going take your time and make it last. She knew what he meant. As eplained, she was a quick learner and knew what got him there. She wasn’t going to hear those words any time soon. So she began, softly, slowly until he was at full mast. She was told to pay attention to his balls for a while (and she did, each one) long sucks, rolling them around in her mouth, kissing them, licking, sucking again and rubbing, gently caressing them, flicking them with her tongue. She did everthing she was taught, only this time, for a long drawn out time. She was told to take off her shirt and bra off (which was a fist) she was an A cup by this time. He commented now how big of girl of a girl she’s getting. She knew he wasn’t going to exploded any time soon so she did the best she could, just slower. He taught her that day how to deep throat. She wasn’t good at it, at first but she was a learned that day. She couldn’t get all of it down her throat but she tried. She tried like the “good girl” she was. She always had a good view of the clock on the wall and 40 minutes had gone by. Some where between wanting to get it over with and paying attention to his moans, she slowing started to enjoy what she was doing so that he knew she was doing “a good job”. Soft moans came from her that she made escort bayan before but they sounded and felt different this time. She started to take him down her throat without his instructions. She sucked his balls and jacked him up and down without being told. When she fianlly felt him get a tad bit harder, she quickened her up and down sucking. This caught him by surprise and she kept at it, every now and then deep throating him while playing with his balls. She adjusted her self up a little and put her hands on his hips and it was nothing but mouth on dick sucking action! He eyes were rolling back and she felt it building. She slurped and sucked, faster and faster every now and then she would try to swallow him as much as she could. She had him where she wanted. She tightened her grip on his hips and really started to work him. She could hear herself moaning like never before. She was going to make him finish. She looked up and they made eye contact and for the first time, she was incontrol. To prove it, she deep throated him as much as she could just so that she could watch him gasped. Like a duck to water she knew what to do with his cock. She put as much of him as she could in her mouth and once it hit the back throat (which she learned was a weak point for him) she started to fuck him with her throat and his eyes widened! She started to slightly gag but kept it up. It was buiding and he was weak and she could hear it in his short breathing. He did his best to last but then he exploded like a “BOOM”, he had a hand full of couch and it was a force that she has never seen. He was loud and he roared with such grunts that she had to grab his dick to keep him still. She was in sync with her hand, jacking him up and down while she kept the up and down going with her mouth. She felt each rope hit the back of her throat. She kept sucking and sucking. She swallowed it all. As he came back down from his climax, he started to get soft, she soften and slowed her sucking. When he finally looked spent, she took one last suck and it plopped out her mouth and she subconsciously had a small smirked at a “job well done” and she knew those words (daddy’s good girl) were coming any minute now but he just looked at her. As she licked her lips and swallowed the last bit of his man juice, she was confussed. In her mind, she did an amazing job. She gave him what he wanted, a long slow blow job (she learned that word from the other girls at school). As she started to clean him with the towel, he just stared at her slightly breathing heavy. She broke the ice and asked “you ok Daddy?” As she was wiping all her spit off his dick, balls, couch and her spit puddle on the floor. He told her softly with a hint a dissappointment: “go to your room”. She did as instructed, slowly grabbing her clothes and walking away, subconsciously wanting (needing?) to hear those words “good girl” but they never came from his mouth. She didn’t look back. She got in her room, she sat confussed and felt dumb for trying her hardest to please her “Daddy”…… but in the mist of that, there at that moment, she realized, she was wet. As she recounted the events that happened over the next couple of days. She learned that she was in control more than she knew. She was the one that gave in. What if she told him no? Would he make her? Would he hurt her? Hurt her mother? Her mother has been on the recieving end of his hands when she was belligerent. She has a crooked nose to prove it. With him being that dominat, who knows what he would do to her or her mother. Deep down, she felt, that day might come soon. That day did come. They were left all alone one day. It started in the kitchen and like always he came up behind her slowly. He put his hands on her shoulders but before he could continue. She told him “NO, not anymore”. He didn’t move and as if time stood still for him. She walked a bit forward and his hands fell from her shoulders. She told him softly with a bit of determination, “I don’t want to do that anymore and you can’t make me”. She slowly put her head down and started to leave the kitchen towards her room. That walk was the longest walk ever. He didn’t follow her and never tried again.She finally reached out and found her biological father but by time she already graduated high school and he wasn’t really a dad to her but more of a man in her eyes. She instantly found him attractive. He was able to put all those lost little memory puzzle pieces together for her. They became good friends and shared their life stories with each other. She didn’t hold back, she told him everything. The good, the bad and the ugly. He was her therapy and she adored and loved him for it becuase he was the “Right” to her “Wrong”. They had a bond like no other. She loved him and he loved her. Then one day, she she told him: “I’m going to give a birthday present you’ll never forget” AND THAT!!!!! is a different story……….

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CamMolly met Fred on the cam every morning. It was a dirty game they played to start their day. Today he said “Hello Molly. You look good. She replied “As you do Master.” He then said “Lets begin. Take your top off.” Molly removed her top and she sat there with her huge tits barely contained in her skimpy bra. He said “I love seeing your tits. Men dream of tits like yours. Now remove that bra.” As Molly took her bra of her tits were full and firm. Perfect. “Now rub your nipples and get them hard for me.” As she did this he moaned. “Yes. Very good. Now push a nipple to your mouth and grab it with your teeth. I love that. Now suck it as you play with your other nipple.” Molly sucked one nipple and rubbed and tugged the other nipple. Fred said “Time to get naked. Yes. That is good. Spread your legs wide for me. Wider. kırklareli escort You have a great pussy. Take your fingers and spread your pussy lips.” As Molly spread her pussy lips she could hear Fred’s breathing get labored. He loved her pussy. “Rub your clit. Use two fingers and play with it. Keep your legs spread wide.” Fred could see her clit get hard as she rubbed it for him. “Now suck your nipple and put a finger in your cunt and fuck yourself deep and hard. Make that cunt cum. I want to see cum on your finger.” Molly sucked a nipple and put a finger in her cunt and began fucking her cunt feeling it get very wet. Fred told her “Lick the cum off your finger. Taste yourself.” Molly let go of the nipple and sucked her finger tasting her cum as it was thick and wet. “Now finger kırşehir escort fuck your cunt with two fingers. Make that nasty cunt cum hard for me. I want to see the thick cream flow.” Molly now finger fucked her cunt with two fingers deep and hard as she breathed and her cunt pulsed and she moaned for Fred. Fred said “Your fingers look wet Molly. Suck them clean.” He watched Molly suck her cream off her fingers and then said “Now use three fingers to fuck that naughty cunt. Stretch it wide and fuck it hard. I want you to cum over and over and keep that cream flowing. Let it run out of that fucking cunt for me.” As Molly fingered her cunt hard Fred removed his clothes and his nice long thick cock was sticking straight up in the air with cum glistening on the slit. Molly looked at escort bayan this big thick meat and told him “I love that big dick. Stroke it for me. Grab your balls and stroke that fucking cock.” Fred began stroking his cock as Molly finger fucked her cunt and then she said “Harder. Stroke that cock harder. Make it cum for me. Then we will both lick our cum.” As Molly fucked her cunt harder and faster Fred did the same with his big thick dick. He was jerking and moaning and then they both screamed as the cum flowed from them. Then together they licked their own cum.Fred said “That was wonderful. I woke up thinking of your body. Those big tits, thick nipples and that fantastic cunt.” Molly smiled and told him “And I always think of your big long thick cock with a set of big balls. I think soon we need to meet and touch. I can not wait to suck your cock and let you finger and lick my cunt.” Fred sad “Yes, it is time to make this a reality. But once we meet this will never be enough. You will have to move in with me so I can have you every morning and every night.” Molly said “Yes. We need each other. “

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The boys in the group. Pt 1The boys in the group.My friends used to call me “slim boy”. Mainly it was because I was always the skinniest one in the group of eight boys I always hung out with after scuool, nine including myself. I was also the youngest one of them all which meant I was sort of like the “baby bruther” of the group, and so if anyone tried to mess with me the boys had my back. My actual name is Eric and I have no real sibblins, so instead I considered my friends to be like my older bruthers. My mom raised me by herself since my dad left when I was a kid. It seemed things were different after that because Mom always said that Dad was too “macho” and she didn’t want me to turn out like him. Part of her “non macho” parenting approach was to let my hair grow as long as I wanted and of course I didn’t mind, being that I hated going to the barber to get my hair cut. My hair grew so long that when we’d go out to places, all too often I was confused for a girl. Back then when I saw myself in the mirror I didn’t care to notice if I looked like a girl or not, but that was back when I was younger and way more naive. Thinking back on it now, I realize they had their reasons. I mean, in the thirrd graide I had straight dirty blond hair which was already down to my shoulders and I had to part it from my face most of the time, or tie it behind me. To top it all off my cheeks were lightly freckled and my eyes were light blue, both of which made me look girly and innocent. Between school and home I only spent my spare time with the boys. I mean, I basically grew up with them. All the boys in our group lived in the same side of town and we would go over to each others parents house to meet up. We often played sports together and went home to play video games, unless it was raining or something. Then, Once pubberty started to settle in needless to say things changed. We started to talk more about girls, cars or whatever came to our youthful minds. Soon enough sex became a hot topic for us and we would often sport hard on’s just thinking about fucking, then we’d laugh about it as we’d just play it off, trying to change the topic. Even as we transferred to different scuools when we each hit the sevnth graide the group stayed together, still meeting after scuool most days. But since we were then further apart there were days when only a few of us got together imstead. The only one who met with me all the time was my best friend Mark. Of all the boys in our group, Mark was the closest one to my age being only 5 months older than me. When we were younger Mark and I would come over to each other’s house all the time since we lived closer to each other than the other boys in our group. I secretly felt something different than that of just being friends with Mark, and I didn’t know what it was at the time but I was sure he felt it too. Like the others, I was a complete virgin around that time, and I had never even seen anyone naked for that matter. I guess that’s how I clearly remember when, how and to who I lost my “virginity”. It feels to me as if it happened yesterday… One day, back when I had just started as a fresshman in higgh scuool Mark invited me to his house to hang after scuool. We were sitting around in his bedroom playing video games like we usually did. We were talking about school and how boring class was that day. The conversation somehow ended up being about sex and anal sex, talking about how girls can take a dick up their butts. We got so into the topic at one point we put down our controllers and stopped playing for a while. For whatever reason I blurted out, “Yeah! How gay is that! Haha…” Mark chuckled a little at my sudden outburst as he said, “No smartass it’s only gay if it’s two gay guys fucking but not if it’s a straight guy doing it to a girl.” I hesitated before saying anything just in case if this was a trap or something, probably to see if I was gay by agreeing with what he said. But I was too nervous, I just couldn’t come up with a response and instead a long moment of silence was heard throughout the room. Then, suddenly Mark broke the silence saying, “I mean, I kinda wonder how if feels. You know???… Doin it in the butt with another dude… I guess it would be weird right?…” I sort of shrugged my shoulders sort of throwing my hands up, silently letting him know that I had no idea and maybe he was right uşak escort about it. I actually did have thoughts about him trying to seduce me and I would sometimes think about it when I jerked off, still there was no way I was gonna let him know that. But something about the awkward silence mixed with these gay perverse thoughts going through my head made me grow stiff one as it made a slight bulge toward the right leg opening of my kaki shorts. I blushed a bright red and my eyes widened a little as I continued to awkwardly stare at Mark without saying a word. Just then Mark shifted his attention to the growing bulge in my shorts and when he looked at me this time I noticed Mark changed the expression on his face. He looked me in my eyes and said in a soft low voice as if he was telling a scary story like we did when we were younger, “Wait a minute dude!… Taking about it is making you horny isn’t it?… Ohh man… Me too!… Look!…” I looked down at his shorts where he was staring intensely at the growing bulge in his shorts and I couldn’t help but notice his was bulging out more than mine. I stared in awe as Mark touched his to make sure it was really happening and I blushed red again when I saw him grabbing it through the outside of his shorts. He shifted his attention to me again as he started to scoot over, getting closer to me. As Mark got really close I couldn’t help but notice my erection was still in full effect when I looked down at the obvious bulge in my shorts nearest to my crotch area. Then, just when I was about to face him to ask him why we both had erections, I suddenly caught Mark staring at me with lust in his eyes, just the way I secretly wanted him to. I waited patiently, stroking my own semi hard cock through my shorts as he reached one hand over to my face to part my hair to one side placing it behind my ear and he leaned in for a kiss. I blushed as Mark planted a wet one right on my lips just when I thought I should try to stop him or else he would think I’ve been wanting him to kiss me. My hands lunged forward hesitantly and I was about to shove him back but then I just let it happen. My deepest, darkest lustful emotions took over and I started to kiss him back as I even started using a little tongue. Mark then placed his hand on my crotch for the first time feeling around for my balls before reaching up for my erection, and soon he actually started stroking my cock through the outside of my shorts as I moaned softly. Then I moaned a bit louder, breaking the kiss for a moment which allowed for a chance for Mark to look me in my eyes while he did it. “Mmm… Mmmmm… Uhh…” Once he thought he had me in the palm of his hands (literally), his attention fell to my zipper as he used both hands to start undoing my shorts. But when he began to unzip them I gave him a serious stare and I stopped him for a moment reaching my hand out in front. I gave him a slightly puzzled face as I said, “Whoa hold on man?… This is kinda gay isn’t it???…”Then, after a few seconds of awkward silence between us he finally he made the suggestion I was waiting for, as he kept lightly stroking my cock he said, “Umm, dude… Maybe we could try it. Like… As friends though…” He tried his best to convince me as he explained himself better and he continued by saying, “Uhhh…I guess what I’m saying is… Can I do it with you?… I mean, will you let me put my dick in your butt?… I promise I’ll go slow and easy, it won’t hurt I promise.” Even though I sort of already knew he was gay by then, I tried to show my straight side first, playing hard to get as I said, “Hmm… I don’t know man… I think it would really make us gay… Wouldn’t it?…” He sighed as he agreed saying, “Okay… Look, I had been waiting for a long time to kiss you because I like you and stuff… so yeah we’re being gay… Will you do it for me?…” He was blushing noticeably and I sort of was too as I replied saying, “Wow… I had no idea you felt the same as me… I mean, yes. I’ll let you put your dick in my butt… Just go easy on me man okay?” I smiled uncontrollably as he did too and he kept his hand on my crotch while he leaned in for another kiss, when he said jokinkgly, “You tease…” We kissed more passionately than before and out of lust I reached for his crotch touching his erection through the outside of his shorts van escort as we shared moans while kissing. Mark broke the kiss so he could focus on removing my shorts again and this time I didn’t try to stop him. I sat there speechless as I just let my best friend undress me and he pulled down my shorts passed my knees until they were off completely. Mark then impatiently reached his hand inside my boxers as I felt his warm touch on my still fully hard uncircumcised cock for the first time ever. He gave my raging hard cock a few strokes as I continued to moan softly. “Ohhh… Uhhh!… Ohhh…” He seemed to be really good at this thing because he was stroking my cock better than I did! Mark continued as he pulled my fully hard 5 inch cock out from my boxers giving it a few light strokes causing my foreskin to retract, showing him my pink cock head, pre cum oozing from the very tip. He stared at it for a while as he lightly stroked my hard cock using less effort. I could sense it was more out of curiosity than anything else being that his cock was circumcised and mine was not.I watched as Mark stood up and he began to quickly undo his shorts. He undressed himself impatiently, without caring much about if we saw each other naked at this point, all I knew was that I eagerly wanted him to continue giving me more pleasure. He yanked off his shorts along with his red rock band style boxers, then he pulled off his shirt and Mark grabbed his semi hard circumcised cock in his hand giving it a few light strokes as he came closer to me. I gazed at his fully naked body up and down while I stroked my own semi hard cock. Mark continued to stroke his now fully hard maybe 6 inch long teinage cock in his hand and I watched as a bead of his pre cum built at the tip.Mark reached over to me, grabbing hold of the bottom of my shirt on both sides and he raised my shirt up as I raised my arms letting him remove it. Once my shirt was off he wasted no time as he continued with pulling down my boxers to my feet and he tossed them to the side. I was fully naked like him, my cock raging hard as it bobbed around and I stoked it lightly with my hand, wanting him to play with it some more. Mark looked at my cock for a while and at that point we were both drowining in lustful thoughts so I guess he didn’t mind doing what he did next. I couldn’t believe my eyes as he leaned down and parted his lips tasting my cock with his tongue for the first time. He pulled his head back a little at first but then he leaned in for more, parting his lips again as he took my cock head into his mouth licking it with his tongue. Mark moved his head in some more taking more of my cock into his warm wet mouth while I moaned. “Uhh… Mmmm… Ohhh…”Then it occurred to me that maybe he wanted me to be fully hard just like him so we both enjoy this as much as possible. Mark moved his head up and down as he started to suck my cock while I moaned louder feeling his lips wrapped around my extended shaft while he kept moving his head in further. “Ohhh!… Oohhh!… Uhhhh!… Oh my gosh!…” Once he had my whole 5 inch cock in his mouth, he then backed his head away, only to sink my cock balls deep back inside his mouth again. I stared at Mark’s bobbing head while he was eagerly sucking my cock and I was in total disbelief, all I knew was that I didn’t want him to stop. But sooner than I expected, I watched my cock slip from the grasp of his lips, purposely it was, and he back his head away only to come up and kiss me again passionately. I kissed him back without hesitation this time even after knowing that his mouth had just been on my own cock, and yet the thought only seemed to encourage me. Mark leaned forward some more while we continued to kiss each other as I leaned my body back on his full size bed. Once I was laying on my back on his bed, Mark climbed over me and he leaned in for another kiss while his hard cock rubbed against mine. Something about his naked body on top of mine felt so hot and I just wanted him to try it already. He put his hand on my inner thighs, parting them slightly as he looked at me for approval and I nodded my head slowly letting him know it was okay with me for him to continue. Mark spread my legs as I watched him prepare for it, he spat on his hand rubbing his fresh slick saliva all over his long shaft aiming it to my butt crack. Then, escort bayan Mark got all serious as he said, “Okay, I’ve heard it’s very important that you relax yourself, especially since it’s your first time… So get ready, it may hurt maybe just a little the first time but it’s much better if you don’t get all tense and stuff…” I meant to ask him how exactly he knew about all this, but it only would’ve made me more nervous, so instead I breathed more shallow and I decided to focus on something else for the moment. I looked around the bed focusing on colorful bed sheets which had electric guitars and other boyish designs on his bed cover as I tried to relax like he instructed me to. I felt way more relaxed now and I figured I would look down again to watch him put it in me. I then looked back down where Mark was now when I noticed my cock shrunk, and I clearly wasn’t nearly as horny as when we started doing stuff a moment back. But I still felt a little nervous, like there were little butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. Mark had just finished applying plenty more of his saliva onto his fully hard cock as I watched him aim the thick helmet shaped head of his long hard cock to my tiny, pink, tightly puckered virgin anus. I felt his wet cock head pressing in on my butt hole as it slowly spread open for him to enter further. I gasped for air as his thick cock head pushed in further as my anal sphincters finally gave way and my inner muscles remained somewhat clamped down firmly upon his intruding cock while he began spreading me wider than I had ever been inside. He moaned sliding his cock deeper into my ass, “Uhhh… Mmm… Oohhhh!… Uhhh…”I moaned out loud feeling his cock already half way inside me as he continued in until his cock was in all the way, and he was balls deep in my tight butt hole. “HOOhhh!… Dude, I feel it inside me… Ooohhhh!… Ohhh man!… We’re really doing it!… Ohhhh!…” He pulled back a little as he started to thrust into me and I heard him moan while he fucked me for the very first time. “Uhhh!… Uuhhhh!… Ohh Eric… Uhhh!… Uuhhh!…” Mark had just started to fuck me as he held my legs by my thighs and he spread them wide open, sliding his cock into my ass faster with each thrust. I moaned feeling his cock slide in and out, “Ohhh! Yeah… Fuck me Mark!… Oohhhh yeeeaah!… Uhhh!… Uuhhhh! Uuhhhhh!…” Soon we were losing lubrication, and he paused for only a second it seemed, when he spat between my butt cheeks to give it more lubricant, then he continued fucking me harder this time. Then he moaned loudly as he exclaimed, “Uhhh!… Ohh fuck!… Uhhhh!… Ohhh fuck I’m cumming inside of you!… Uhhhh! Uuhhhh! Uuhhhh! Uuhhhh! Ohhh!… Oohhh fuck!… Uhhh!…” Just then I felt I was reaching my orgasm too as I moaned loudly releasing several heavy spurts of my semen all over my stomach. “Ohhh!… Uuhhh! Uhhh! Uhhhh! Ohhh! Ohh shit!… Ohhh!…” Mark thrusted one last time into me as I finished squirting all my cum on myself and we both shared our final moans. After a while of both of us staying absolutely still, Mark carefully began pulling his spent cock out of me as it finally slipped out from my no longer virgin anus. I moaned feeling his cock parting from me, “Ohhh!… Uhh… Uhh… Mmm…” I lay there without moving an inch as I caught my breath again. It seemed like we were fucking for an hour, but really it was only a few minutes.Mark started getting dressed again without saying a word and I knew exactly how he felt. It felt extremely awkward to face him, he who I knew was my best friend, especially right after we did what we did. I mean, I was sort of hoping for another kiss to show me everything was alright, but he didn’t. I picked myself up slowly not wanting to spill any of my cum on his bedsheets and he handed me my boxers to clean myself with. Mark leaned over and pop kissed me on the lips saying, “Thanks Eric, that was great… I loved it… But umm… We shouldn’t tell the guys about this okay? I just don’t want them to talk about us or anything…” There it was, not in the way I expected, but it was there and I felt a little more appreciated then. Even if we were going to keep it a secret for a while, we knew what we felt for each other and that’s all that mattered to me. So I agreed to keep it a secret nodding my head as I continued by cleaning myself up with my own boxers and luckily he said he had some spare boxers for me to wear. I started getting dressed too as Mark finished dressing himself up and he turned on the tv for us to watch for a while, as we rested from our intense first time fuck.To be continued…

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Wife in the armyWife in the armyAbout 2 years ago, i was in the army for about 9 months. During that time my gf broke out with me and 5 months had past without having sex or any other direct contact with the other sex. In the beginning i was always horny trying to find some personal space to jerk off, usually jerked off during showers. Later on living with only men and having to interact only with men became a habit so i wasnt horny at all. I wasnt thinking about women and sex at all. I didn’t jerk so my balls were so full that sometimes i had wetdreams.One time during my service in the army i was patrolling around the campsite inside a vehicle, driver of the vehicle was a woman. She was about 35 maried with 2 k**s, nice person and serious about her work. She didnt strike like the slutty type. no painted nails her hair was plain and simple tied back no make up etc. She talked a lot making the first hour of the 3hour patrol pass easily. She talked about her k**s and stuff related to her life so i thought she was a model wife faithful to her role as mother maried to her husband. But at one time during the patrol she left the car and when she climbed back in i took a peak at her underwear. Red thong making contrast with the haki suit had no place in the army. Why would she wear something like that when she istanbul escort was suposed to patrol the area for 3 hours with a soldier she didn’t know at 3am?. Quikly my cock became hard and uncontrollable throbbing took place inside my pants. I unlocked my phone and placed my hands holding it over my raging boner to hide it. I started reading posts on facebbok and at the same time chating with her, untill we made a  stop. That was a regular thing to stop for 20 to 30 minutes. After we stoped, the next 5 minutes were in complete silence. Then she says” Its ok. Its completely natural to feel horny sitting next to me when you spend every day hanging out with men and only men”. My face became red. She smiled. Her hand went over my leg and she started rubbing it closer and closer to my cock. Her face came closer and she started kissing me on the neck. with both hands removes my belt opens my buttons and grabs my cock we kissed and she says to me “i know how hard it can be here next to me for a man and with urges. So im going to help you get rid of that fucking huge erection that distracts me. Ok??”  Ok i replied. With a smile on her face goes down on my cock making it jump with joy. It may have been 10 days since i last came so her mouth on my cock were like electricity coming zonguldak escort through my body giving me indescribable jilts of pleasure. My hands all over her body and she was tight. I am about to cum buckets after just 2 minutes. she grabs my balls between her index finger and her thunb and slowlly pulling them while trying to deepthroat my cock. I said that i was about to cum . with her eyes staring at mine she sent me over the edge inside her mouth. She swallows and laughts saying it was too much cum and we were going to have a second round. Better than the first. She starts kissing and sucking my neck againg sending shivers through my spine and playing with my soft dick to get it hard and ready for round two. She opens the door of the vehicle and lays down in the seat with the lower body outside.” What are you waiting” she says to me.” I order you to come around and fuck that hungry hole of mine. You should be ready now youre hard.” i went around and her compromised round ass was waiting eagerly to get fucked. I undo her belt drop down her pants and a wonderfull red thong was before my eyes. As i slide it down strings of pussyhuice were visible. She was nice and wet. I go in. Wet hot slipery bliss. I fuck her like mad. ” give it to me. Hard. Harder. Fuck that maried escort bayan pussy good. Get that fat cock all the way in. Deeper.” I slaped her ass a few time making it red. She was liked it rough. I then buried my thumb imside her asshole. Spit it and again fucking her ass with my fingers. She orders me to fuck her ass. I eagerly jam my cock head in her backdoor and she buries her scream in the cusion of the seat. “Yeah. Thats it. Thats what i want. More. I want more of it inside”. After a while fucking her ass it allmost felt as loose as her pussy so i pull out and go inside her pussy. I start to alternate between ber ass and pussy she couldn say a word. She was having the time of her life. Tears in her eyes but joyfull screams coming of her till i sense something flooding my cock and balls, something getting wet. She came squirting as i was fucking her ass and everithing aroun her pussy was wet. I stop and pull out. She cleans my cock with wetwipes and starts to milk me with her both hands on the dick and her mouth waiting for the cum. I cum and shoot at her face. After we cleaned up we take our seats smoke a cigarette lookes each other and smiled at each other.” You see i am looking after you. I will be here for anything you may need and so you may cover my needs in exchange if you want”. I didnt know what to say at first but i accepted . It was unfortunate that i didn see her again cause a week later i was sent in another campsite hours away. The only thing we did after that was exchanging naked pics and a few times we did phone sex. We only had sex once It was nice though.

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