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I’d imagined I would get a couple flirts in, she’d let me down politely, saying something like she wasn’t into girls. She stepped closer, her green eyes looking to the fruit I held, then back to me and her smile widened into a grin. “You know I don’t date people from work,” she said and I nodded. I felt myself blushing again as her hands took mine and she led me away from the sliding glass doors and into the darkest, most secluded area of the balcony. I had seen plenty of hot women, but they didn’t charge me up like Liz. Pleasure crackled like a string of firecrackers exploding along my legs and arms until it reached center and I came against her finger.
Aiyanna opened her binder and first showed Ms. Dodson a 3D pastel drawing of a leaf shaped emerald with 3 diamonds shaped like raindrops seeming to run down the leaf. The second Miri's hands begun massaging the lotion into her honey brown legs, Aiyanna fell silent. Aiyanna became wetter by the minute while Miri's creamy white hands slid all over her honey brown skin. With her body almost hypersensitive, the second Miri's lips and tongue touched her neck, Aiyanna moaned loudly, "Oh, God that feels so good!" With Miri lovingly holding the young woman's body in place, Aiyanna quivered at the feel of her lips on her bare torso. With that, Aiyanna rested her head on Miri's bare chest, the older woman's heartbeat comforting her.
"I hope this doesn't offend you, but I think you look beautiful and I'd hate to see you end your night so soon." "Because come Monday morning, I want to walk through school holding your hand, kissing you and whispering in your ear." She started kissing my neck and flicking my clit with her finger. As she got to my chest, she took one nipple in her mouth and flicked it with her tongue. She put her hands under my ass and began taking my panties off with her mouth, stopping to kiss the inside of my thighs as she got them down. Faster, baby." She started pumping my wet pussy as fast as she could.
I had imagined the scene over and over again; her breasts pressed into my face, the heavy round globes moving over my cheeks as I opened my lips, searching for her peaked nipples, her fingers gripping my hair holding me, making me please her. They pictured us chatting in the ladies room at a nightclub, when in fact Kate was pinning me with my face to the wall, with my slick dress pulled up around my waist and the muscles of her long slender legs tight as she drove her strap on hard up into my cunt to make me come for her once again.
So I moved in with Chloe, she would let me try on her clothes, show me how dress, do my make-up and look after my hair too, and we got on really well like proper girlfriends but we had separate bedrooms. She said she would love that, I had also started touching her more, brushing her arm, her leg, and her face, her hair, which she seemed to like, as she would reciprocate, give me an enigmatic smile and tilt her head slowly. I would towel her hair and brush it with one hundred strokes, she would close her eyes and smile softly, I knew she was loved the attention. While I was brushing it, I allowed my robe to fall open so that her soft hair could touch my skin and my breasts.
I was always able to keep up the banter with kids, but sometimes the way that Janelle looked at me when she teased me brought me back to high school and I would clam up. Our heads were dipped together as we went through the problems and when she would get them right, she would get so excited I couldn't help but laugh and she would giggle and we would fist bump and I would feel like a nerd, getting so hyped for her. Against my better judgment, I reached around the back of her chair to pull her closer for leverage and slowly started fucking her incredibly tight pussy with my two fingers.
The female officer that Savannah knew as Theresa even though her tag read Evans, shoved her to a sitting position in a metal folding chair across from a desk that looked like it was taken from the set of a 1970's porn classroom set. Theresa stood up, not taking her eyes off her captor as she rounded the desk, "Before I call the cops, I need to search you," Gruffly pushing up Savannah's shirt, she pushed the shirts over her breasts. "I guess I'm going to have to teach you a lesson the old fashion way," without warning Theresa's hand landed on Savannah's bare ass cheek sending painful waves of pleasure through her body.
I noticed Anna sitting at the table in front of me I couldn't stop staring. All my friends slowly started to turn around to see that I was staring at Anna. When we got to the girls locker room we had gone to our separate lockers (she had gotten one earlier) and when I was walking back to my locker I had got a glimpse at Anna changing. Coach immediately stopped the game and asked what happened and Anna had gotten hit in the face which was a big no no by Rachel a big jock who was constantly threatened by me in practically ever sport. We began walking to the nurses when out of the blue Anna said "So you're a lesbian?" I was completely blown away.
Tess idly wondered if Coach Brenda knew the dirty jokes the high school boys made about her. Then, as she tried to cup the older woman's face in her hands, the Coach pulled away. Brenda, I don't want you to do anything." Tess kissed her lightly on the lips. Tess pulled back a bit and looked at the stretch marks across Brenda's stomach. Leaning forward Tess licked as she continued with her finger, relishing the taste again. The 18 year-old leaned forward to kiss that beautiful pussy one more time. She slowly leaned forward to kiss Brenda on the lips and the coach kissed back! Tess leaned forward and softly kissed the coach again.
Today she is wearing an Olive Green business jacket with a white shirt underneath, a long black skirt, and black high heels. "I don't know," Suzanne answered, whisking her red curly hair away from her face, "But she needs to check her attitude. She looks like a beautiful teenager in that one, with that big eighties hair all over the place. "My god," I say as I look at the post-it with Lisa's address, "I'm actually going to see my boss. She got up and opened the french doors to her closet, taking out a white box with a red bow. I wrap the negligee up neatly before putting it in the box, and Lisa says, "The hell with this thing," and tosses the box on the chair next to the bed.
Her eyes sparkled through the darkness, and the hint of a smile on her lips made my heart melt. She held out her hand, and asked if I wanted to dance; my entire body flushed with warmth, and a tingling spark rippled down my back as her fingers clasped around mine and pulled me up. My eyes wandered over her soft lips, and I wondered if she'd ever let me kiss them, but she turned her head and pulled me back inside and through the crowd. I pushed a couple of tentative fingers just inside the elastic of her pants, and she pulled back, putting her hands firmly over mine.
Granted, she was a very attractive woman, but Rachel only got turned on by men. Wrenching her ear away from Dana's probing tongue, Rachel looked to her left at the two men. Rachel still lay pinned under the more powerful woman, her legs forced wide apart, but now she pushed upward not to escape, but to allow easier access for the reacharound. Dana's left hand released Rachel's breast, then moved up to grip her jaw and mouth. "Show the nice men your titties." Dana's right hand continued to flutter over Rachel's clit and vulva, expertly working her. Dana increased her exquisite pace, and Rachel's hips began bucking as she pushed over the edge. Rachel rose and this time it was Dana's turn to spread her legs.
I look up for a moment and see her across the room, hands moving swiftly in expressive gestures as she speaks. However, Ms. Wilson simply turns away, mouthing Lunchtime to me with those oh-so-perfect lips of hers, and continues her discourse on the impact of Cummings's poetry. She cups my more modest ones in her hands, caressing their pert flesh, and I let out a very audible sigh as her fingers stroke my protruding nipples. My teacher eases her hand in between my legs, stroking the outside of my white silk panties with the tips of her fingers. I just want this feeling, this crazy feeling all over my body, this beautiful sensation of my teacher and I coming together, and I have to chase it.
"Kristin, is that you?" asked Parie. "Wow, I see you've been busy." said Parie. "I miss you," said Kristin. "No, I don't think I'm being clear enough," said Kristin. "Well as you know it's been about half a year, since the last time we seen each other, and within that time, I felt like there was something missing. Parie's kiss interrupts Kristin's words. Don't you think?" said Parie. "O'course, this was just gonna be a one time thing." said Kristin. "Yeah, you didn't think it would be anything else, did you?" said Parie. I don't know what I would do, if you weren't in my life." said Parie. "Let's go back to the party," said Parie.
Looking up at Mallory crawling over me, slipping her fingers under my shirt and pulling it over my head, I still couldn't believe what was happening - couldn't believe I was about to get some hot sex with my blue haired best friend. My blue haired roomie held my hips snugly between her thighs, swaying her beautiful butt side to side, and tormenting me with the feeling of her soft sweatpants pressed against my womanhood. My best friend stroked the fingers of her free hand through my hair and smiled sweetly down at me as I writhed beneath her in pleasure, whining from how amazing her magical energy felt pressed between my thighs.
She stopped in front of a door with a sign written "Planet Jaz" and came to the conclusion that it was her roommate's room. Jaz was out the door and Belle was alone again, a bit more relaxed. Belle leaned against the shower wall and sighed in frustration as she tried to push the images of Jaz out of her mind. Belle squeezed her pert breast with her free hand, imaging it was Jaz. She imagined the hot water was the warmth of Jaz's body pushing up against hers, egging her on to an orgasm. Belle slipped two fingers into her hole without hesitation and started moving to her own rhythm, her moans barely covered by the water hitting the shower walls and her body.
"Yeah, on myself but I need to know how it would effect another person," said Blake. "Well, I was thinking about going to the movie theatre and I wanted to know if you would like to chill with me, tonight?" answered Carmen. Once it was established that they we're ready to leave; Kristin and Carmen leave Kristin's dorm room; closing the door behind them. While walking to Kristin's dorm room she asked, "Are you feeling better." "You'll see," said Kristin, as she opens her dorm room door. Carmen puts her arms around Kristin's warm body as Kristin kisses her; savoring each and every minute, by taking their time. Kristin walks back to her room, to find Carmen's beautiful body, still lying in the bed.