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When I was 18, my sister Jill, who is two years older than me, had two of her friends over to our house. One of them, Donna, was always flirting with me and I loved it, even though it was driving me crazy.

It was her breasts. They were the biggest and the best I had ever seen. When no one else was looking she would make sure that I would notice them and notice them I would.

She would make me so hard, that I was torn between never wanting to take my eyes off of them and going to the bathroom, locking the door, and taking my pants down to my ankles, wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking it till I came.

Actually, it was with Donna's image that I had my first ever orgasm, just earlier that year. I though that I had never felt anything quite so good, so I did it again and again. I was possessed with doing it.

And here I was, with Donna in the house, showing them off to me again. She had on an elastic halter-top that didn't leave anything to the imagination. I was basically staring at them when my sister caught me and told me to leave them alone. I left and went down to the rec. room in our basement, to watch TV and to be alone, alone enough to put my hand down my pants and keep my hard going. Just as I started to have those good feelings, I heard, "It looks like you're having fun."

It was Donna. I jerked my hand out of my pants and started stammering, unable to say anything. She walked over to me and put one of her feet on top of my groin and started lightly moving it. "Look" she said, and with that, she took hold of the top of her halter-top and slowly started dragging it down. She started showing more and more cleavage, more and more of the tops of her breasts. I was seeing more breast than I had ever seen before. A little more I would be seeing here nipples.

At that point, we heard a noise from upstairs and she looked at the stairs, realizing that it wouldn't take much to be discovered. She reached down and grabbed my hand and said come with me and literally drug me over to a corner of the room where we wouldn't be seen. She asked me if I would like to kiss her. At this point in my life I had no confidence in myself when it came to girls, I had never kissed one romantically and here I was with the girl of my dreams, the girl that I beat off to. Even though I was hesitant, she wasn't and leaned into me and gave me my first kiss. She hadn't let go of my hand and as we were kissing, she brought it up to her breast and put my hand on it.

I had never felt anything so good. God, my cock was throbbing so much, it had never felt harder and I knew I wouldn’t be able to take much more of this. But, I also never wanted it to stop. And then Donna pulled her top down and exposed her naked breasts to me. She also started moving her hips into me, rubbing my cock. I was touching naked female flesh for the first time and having her taking me over the edge, with just her body movement. I couldn't help it, I was so close and everything felt so great, there was no way that I was going to stop the sensations and I started coming.

And just as I was, Donna screamed, "stop it you pervert" and pushed me away from her, while pulling up her top. And there was my sister, Jill, taking it all in. Knowing with out a doubt that I had somehow, attacked one of her best friends.

Talk about the shit hitting the fan. First of all my sister is bigger than she and me came up to me and kicked me as hard as she could and then starting hitting me. Only when she got tired did she stop and then started crying and took Donna in her arms, who now was also crying. Then Jill started yelling at me, about me being a pervert and how sick I was and just wait till she tells mom and dad.

Well, my carefree life ended right there. Jill did tell our parents and dad did punish me. First with a whipping that I never will forget and then he basically grounded me. I was forbidden to date or have any contact with the opposite sex. It was probably just as well, because the story of what had happened was all over town in a matter of days. I was known as the pervert.

Yeah, I still liked to whack off, when I had a chance. But, I was closely watched at home, and never given much of a chance. I had to leave my bedroom door open now, because I shouldn't have "anything to hide." My sister and I never got along at all after what had happened. In fact, we had terrible fights up until the time she left for college.

My job was doing maintenance and clean up work in the local factory. The last couple of hours though, the factory shut down and there were only a few of us there, doing the clean up. It was at this time that I would go into the bathroom and do my thing. It was almost like a ritual, every day about the same time; I would go in there and stroke myself off. I loved the feeling and I like to watch myself cum, watching it spurt, feeling the load come out. I would do it a hundred times a day if I could.

Little did I realize that my habit brought notice, not at first but later. Our restroom had 6 stalls in it and I was in there for about a half an hour at a time. Well evidently, I wasn't the only one there, who liked to do their thing, because one day when I thought I was in there alone, I heard the sounds of someone else doing what I loved doing. The sounds were unmistakable. Even though, I was extremely excited knowing that there was someone next to me doing the same thing, it was also scary to me. I couldn't continue and was torn between leaving then and trying to see who came out or continue listening to him jacking off.

Then there came silence.

And then a voice, "why did you stop?"

I was too scared to answer.

He said, "It's better for me when I hear you and knowing we're doing the same thing."

I now knew it was Brian. He was about six years older and we had become friends. But, this was too much. I had gotten caught and the label of pervert put on me earlier and I didn't want the same thing again. But, still this was exciting.

Just then, I heard him walking over to my stall and he gave my door a knock, "Open it up for a second" he said. I first pushed my hard dick down between my legs and closed them together, so he couldn't see it and then I opened the door, not knowing what would happen, but excited with some unknown possibility.

There he stood, with a bulge in his pants and then he asked me, if I would promise not to say anything to anybody. "About what," I said.

"About this" he said. And with that he slowly started unzipping his pants, looking into my eyes, for any sign to stop. Instead of a sign to stop, I took my eyes from his and lowered them to his groin. After he unzipped himself, he put his hand inside of his pants and then he hesitated. I knew he had his hand around his dick and was ready to bring it out.

"OK," he asked?

"Yes," I managed to squeak out.

And with that he pulled his dick out and started to stroke it.

"Do you think it's a nice one," he asked?

I again managed a squeaky yes.

His cock was unlike mine. His was long and skinny, but it had a really big purple head on it. It looked like it was made for stroking, which he did.

"Do you like watching me?"

I could only nod.

"Can I cum? Do you want to watch me cum?"

At this point I couldn't do anything, not even swallow.

"You have to help me," he said.

I looked up at him, afraid of what he meant.

"Let me see yours."

My cock, at this point, was hurting me. I was extremely hard and it was pushed down in a very uncomfortable position. I wanted the relief, in more than one way. With just a little movement from my legs, my cock popped up. I reached down and grabbed hold of it, down by the base and finished bring it up in all its glory. It felt harder than it ever had did, and so I started stroking it. I had to.

When Brian saw me, his legs just about gave way and he had to reach up and grab the top of the door to steady himself. And then he started chanting, "oh God, oh God, oh fuck, oh fuck." And, then after a few moments of that, it was "I'm going to cum, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh God.

And then with that his dick got even bigger, redder, his body started to jerk around and then he unloaded the biggest wad I have ever seen, twice anything I have ever done. He blew his wad all over the door and the floor and it appeared it was all he could do to remain standing. He slowly backed upped to where he could rest against one of the sinks.

He was watching me the whole time and after a minute he was back on his feet moving toward me. "I want to watch you, you have a good big one, stroke it, make yourself cum. Just think how good it will feel to cum like I did." Even though he had just had a huge orgasm, he was stroking himself again. It was all too much; I was getting those tingly feeling in my balls that I knew meant that my time was near.

Usually, when I'm by myself, I turn around and drop my load in the toilet bowl, but not this time, I wanted to watch Brian some more and I wanted him to see me, I knew I had a big load myself coming. And then it was on me. That first spurt, I swear, went three feet straight up in the air, most of the rest, ended up on my stomach and ran down my cock, into my pubs and on my balls. Oh, it was so good.

But then reality started sinking in. There were other guys outside, in the plant and any one of them could have walked in on us and still could. I was starting to get scared. What if Brian was gay and wanting to do more? I didn't want him touching me or him making me do something to him.

But, Brian just said thanks and that he would clean up and for me to go ahead and get back to work.

I was out of there in a heartbeat.

It was a couple of weeks later, before I even tried to go into that rest room again and I also kept my distance from Brian. I 'm not sure why, because I did find the whole thing exciting, but I was afraid that he might want to do something queer and I wasn't ready for any thing like that. Even though watching him get off was the most exciting thing I had ever done.

I had tried to hold off jacking off at work, and resorted to playing with myself on the drive home, but there never did seem to be enough time to get off, so I was continually in a state of arousal.

At school I would leave some of my classes to go to the rest room and tried to get off there, but I would get interrupted from other kids, so I quite trying there.

So, I decided to revert back to my habit of whacking off at work. I did this a couple of times, without seeing Brian, even though I guess I would have liked something to happen.

After refraining as long as I had, it felt so good. A couple of times I did it twice.

One day, after I had just gotten to work, Brian came up to me and asked me to meet him by the storage room, just before the next break. He wanted to show me something. I was hesitant, because of what may happen and also because with all the people around, we could get caught.

It was all I could think of though; I felt like I could hardly breath. I couldn't help myself; I was drawn to the storage area. I saw Brian already there, just as the signal for the break sounded. He motioned for me to come with him and to be quite. We entered the room and I followed him to a corner. He whispered in my ear, "see where the electrical cables run through the wall there, be real quite and look through that opening in a minute or two."

It wasn't but a minute, when I heard somebody talking, so I looked and I saw Wendy and Ryan. They work in the parts department and hardly ever came out on the floor. But, there they were, in the electrical closet, starting to make out.

Then with out hardly any preliminaries, Wendy just dropped down on her knees, unzipped his fly, took his cock out and started sucking on it.

I couldn't believe it. Wendy was not a beauty by some standards, but had a hard body, with nice breast and a tight ass. I could feel myself throbbing, I was so hard. I looked over to Brian; he was looking through another spot and had his cock out jacking it. I started rubbing mine, not taking it out, but through my clothes. I didn't know what I wanted, other than to watch the couple in front of me. This was the first time I ever saw a girl do anything like this; I couldn't believe what she was doing to his cock and I could only imagine how it must feel.

In just a moment, Wendy got up off her knees and started undoing her belt and the top of her pants. Having done that she lowered them and then bent over a table, while Ryan, moved in behind her and stared doing her doggy style.

This was by far the most erotic thing I have ever seen, but still I looked away, to watch Brian. He was really going at it, with that pecker of his. It was too much for me. If I didn't take my cock out, I was going to come in my pants. I unzipped them and for a moment had trouble taking it out. God it was stiff, but oh did it feel good when I started stroking it. I could get enough. Being with Brian, both of us jacking off, while watching the two fuckers fuck. I just wished I could see her boobs. But who was I to complain.

I couldn't see much of her pussy, because of my angle, but he had his hands on her hips, holding her, while he did her. He had to, she was moving all over the place. I saw her move one of her hands between her legs, I though maybe she was going to play with her self, but she was playing with his balls.

Just then I heard him say that he was getting ready to cum and with that she turned around and took him in her mouth again. I could tell he was coming, with all the grunting and the way he went spastic.

Between watching and wanting to hold off, I had stopped jacking myself, but I was so close to cumming. I looked at Brian and he had slowed down also. He held his finger up to his lips, indicating for me to be quite.

In a few moments they were gone and I started to put my cock away. Brian said, "Don't." And he started stroking him self again. He asked me what I though about it and I told him it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. I then asked him how he knew about it. He told me that years ago, he and Wendy, used to get it on in there, but she ended up getting married and wanted to try and remain faithful to her husband. But, lately, he noticed her and Ryan, becoming friendly. They still talked some and Wendy said that Ryan would help her out some financially and with her promotions. All it took from her, was a once a week, quickie.

"She knows that I probably am in here watching and jacking off. It's been our secret. We're two of a kind, we both love sex and getting off. Sometimes, she will stay in there and do her self.

I asked if he ever did her any more and he said no. That Wendy said having one boy friend, other than her husband, was bad enough.

Brian told me, that what ever I do, don't let her know that you're in here watching her, because it will ruin it for the both of us.

Just then, the break signal sounded again and we had to stop. I needed to just let loose and cum, but our time was up. Brian said, "meet me in the restroom, in an hour, that is if you can wait that long.

So that started a "friendship" with Brian. Not every day, but most we would get together in the restroom and watch each other whack off. That is except when we were watching Wendy. Their routine was almost always the same as that first day. Every once in a while she would lift up her top and he would suck on her nipples. I would close my eyes and think about her, in there doing what she did.

Brian never made a move on me, never touched me, even though in the storage closet, as close as we were, I thought about it. Just to see what his cock would feel like, especially when he was cumming.

About a month later, as I was walking in the door, Brian came up to me and said that he was told about a repair part that need to be picked up and we needed to go get it. It was in Kansas City, about an hour and a half drive away. We took one of the company's trucks and took off. When we got there we found out that the part, even though was ready, and had to be moved, to where it could be loaded. After asking how long it would be, Brian told him that we were going to get some thing to eat and would be back in a couple of hours.

As we were driving away, Brian asked me if I had ever been to an adult movie theater. I told him I didn't even know that they were any around here. Well the next thing I knew, we were walking in the front door of one. Just follow me and be quit, Brian told me. He paid for us and we walked to the rear of the place and through the curtains.

All I could see was the movie, it was so dark. in there. Up on the screen, was a girl giving head to this guy, who had the biggest dick I had ever seen. I didn't know that they got that big.

I couldn't believe it, within ten seconds, I was supporting a hard on. Brian was just standing there. Then he told me, we had to wait for a minute for our eyes to adjust to the darkness, so we could find a seat.

I told him that I could see a lot of empty seats down in front, where the screen was illuminating them. But, Brian said no, just wait, we need to sit in the back.

Just then, I heard somebody speak out, " you can move on over, there isn't anybody there, till you're about in the middle." Brian then said, "come on" to me and then louder, "thanks," to who ever spoke up.

After we found our seats, Brian told me, " you think there is good action up there, just wait." "Wait for what," I asked. "Till you can see," he said, chuckling "and hear."

Hell, all I needed to see, was the action on the screen. Another girl had joined in and was playing with the first girl's pussy.

Brian then leaned over to me and asked, "are you hard yet?" All I could do was nod. He then told me, "don't be afraid to take it out and play with it." I looked at him like he was crazy, and he said, "what do you think everyone else is doing?" And with that, I heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper going down.

Even though it was still dark, I could make out, him pulling his cock out of his pants and then starting to jack off right there. With that I gasped, I couldn't believe he was exposing himself, where anybody could happen to see. "When you can, just look around, to the other seats," he said.

In just a few minutes I understood. Guys and only guys were in there, mainly in the back two rows of the theater. Some by them selves, some in pairs, but all with their cocks out. Some of them, which were sitting in pairs, were jacking each other off. Just then I saw one of the guys, lean over and take a cock in his mouth.

I didn't know what was the most exciting, what was up on the screen or what was taking place all around me.

Brian then told me, "you need to take yours out. You need to join in. It kind of makes them nervous, when you don't." I asked Brian, "Is everybody gay, here?" "No," he said. Some are just doing it, like us, because it's fun and it feels good. Others because they're lonely."

So with some apprehension and some relief, I took my cock out of my pants and joined in with the rest of them. I didn't know what to make of Brian though. Did he do this kind of thing much? Did he like guys? Was he going to be like some of the other guys around and grab me?

Just then somebody came down our row and tried to get by us, in doing so, he grabbed my dick and said it was a nice one. I jumped and knocked his hand away. He moved on and did the same to Brian. But, Brian let him play a while, then told the guy, that he was just here to watch and thanks anyway. So the guy moved on.

Brian then asked me what I thought of some guy doing that to me, I replied that it had surprised me and was like what he said, it was fun to just watch. I told him that I liked girls better. Brian said that it wasn't about girls or boys, it was about being around others who, like us, were having fun and getting off, with out any complications.

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I think we fell asleep for a while. I was certainly dozing when I felt him move under me. I was in a half awake, half asleep in a nowhere place with a montage of images drifting through my mind. I could see the other lads at the cafe, sitting with their ice-coffees, sipping through straws and watching me from under dark eyebrows. In dreams I could stop in front of them, be invisible and stare at their tightly packed jeans. I could take my time to admire their smooth, young faces and their tight fitting tee shirts that showed off their broad chests. In sleep I could imagine them also following me home as my lad had done. See them walk into the room where we now lay. I could hear them murmur in their strange language and understand what they were saying. That they approved and were jealous of the younger friend who had found me first, the one who had dared the risk, shadowed me home, dropped to his knees in front of me and then begged me to take him to my bed.

And I could be part of everything that was happening, be the centre of it as it happened in real time.

The other lads gather at my feet and start to stroke my legs. They comment on their strength, marvelling at how another guy feels. I know that they have all wanted to try this, have all had fantasies about sex with another man. And I know that, until now, they have not had the courage to try it. Not for all their bravado and their machismo. To talk among themselves of sex with their girlfriends is fine, even if the talk is only fantasy too, but to talk of sex with a man, to admit that they want to try it; that takes real courage. And somehow in the balmy heat of the late evening they are finding that courage. And they have found us. Lying in each other's arms, our sweat still drying, our cocks still sticky from the pleasures we have just given ourselves.

And in my semi-dreaming I can hear the rustle of clothes as they strip, this group of five around the bed. One kneels beside my young friend, feeling the smooth arse cheeks while undoing his own tight jeans. And another crouches beside my head, toying his fingers through my hair, planting tiny kisses on my face, tentatively so as not to wake me. But I am awake.

Beside the bed the tallest, the broadest, peels off his shirt and runs his palms slowly down his ribbed chest towards the top of his trousers. His long fingers slide inside and he grabs the growing bulge that waits within. He has a proud, classic face. His eyes are dark and his lips moist. He thinks I am not watching as he cocks his head at another lad. This one is smaller, tightly built and strong. He stands back a pace not daring to come forward until his mate tells him it is o.k. And now he is kneeling and the tall guy is unbuttoning his fly. A flash of white and the massive cock inside pushes his shorts through. His cock is bent painfully down and forces its way out like the back of a whale breaking the surface of the ocean. Powerful and beautiful. The smaller lad looks up from his kneeling position and his eyes do the begging for him. Carefully, as this has never been done before, he raises a hand and touches the growing cock, lays his hand flat on it as if he is measuring the length. And the taller one pulls his shorts down at the front so that his great tool is released. It hangs long and dark over the waist band, the head already wet. He takes it in his fist and his large hand covers only the base. The rest he places against the lips of his subservient friend who waits for permission to feed. And then, oh so very slowly, the great length is pushed gently in between the youthful lips. It probes them before parting them and filling the eager mouth with a new experience.

Beside me my young friend is moaning again. The same sounds as he made when I explored his arse with my tongue only a short while ago. I turn my peaceful gaze to him and he is smiling back at me. His face glows with delighted confusion and he reaches out his hand to touch me.

'Are you awake?'

'I don't know.'

'My friend, are you awake?'

Yes I am awake.

I was awake and back into real time. No one else in the room but us. Just me and him. But he was enough.

I flattened his dark hair with my hand as he lay on his front. He had somehow slipped out from under me as I dozed and now delighted me with the sight of his young body stretched beside me. It was like he was saving the best for last. I had still not seen or tasted his cock. He had feasted on mine, sucked me dry and in return I had made him come as I showed him the ecstasy my tongue could bring to his virgin arse. We had rested but I was still not finished. He had said that we had all night. It was dark outside by then. I could hear a church bell toll mournfully in the distance and feel only the slightest breeze nudging in through the open window. Outside a street lamp tried to light the blackened alleyway and shed only the slightest, orange glow, into our room.

I shifted myself. Slid one leg over him and pushed myself up so that I sat across his thighs. My flaccid cock fell onto the small rounds of his backside with a thump and rested there as I looked down onto his strong back. Leaning forward I kissed the back of his neck and his hands immediately made fists, screwing up the sheets as he pulled them in towards himself and sighed. I took his shoulders in my hands and massaged them slowly, pressing my thumbs into the back of his neck and making small circles. And then I slipped my arms under him, hugging him as I had before, my mouth beside the soft lobes of his ears.

'Turn over,' I whispered.

He moved without hesitation, but slowly. As I supported myself on my hands and feet, lifting myself up from him as if I were performing a push up to allow him room, he twisted first his chest and then his legs until finally I was staring down into the depths of his eyes. I stayed above him, suspended, as I looked at him. He blinked, his long eyelashes barely touching together in slow motion, and his lips drew into a coy smile. He reached up for me and placed his hands on my shoulders, I felt him brush the hair there, feeling it as if he did not believe it was real. And then I lowered myself down again slowly, so that my cock was the first thing to touch him.

I felt the downy softness of his short pubic hair brush against the end of my penis, felt his warm, limp shaft against my heavy balls as they flattened over it, enveloping it in their folds and holding it there, safe. My stomach touched against the firmness of his, my chest met the hardness of his and our nipples met sending the fizz of a static charge through my body. The tips of our noses touched and our lips fell silently together.

So very gently he kissed me back, opening his mouth to allow our tongues to meet and play. His eyes were open. We watched each other as we kissed, neither wanting to be the first to break the look of disbelief that held us together. His hands explored wherever they could reach on my back, as low as he could find he pressed them into me, forcing me closer to him. I took his head in my large, strong grip and tilted it, taking his lips away from mine and giving me access to his neck. His skin was soft, salty from the sweat and hot from the balmy night. I dug my tongue into him, below his chin, forcing his head back further and he gasped at the strength. But it was a calm strength, a peaceful strength, using only enough force to let him know that it was I who held the power over him. I had captured him with my experience. It was all that had been needed.

I started to slide lower, all the time pressing my mouth to parts of his body that no one had kissed before. His shoulders, beneath his arms where the hair was soft and across the top of his chest where his flesh was hard. His nipples were small and delicate, sensitive to my probing and, when I gave just the slightest of nibbles there he arched his back and clung to me tighter. But I had been there before and I wanted to move to unexplored places. I could feel only a hint of puppy fat on his stomach as I licked the last traces of his cum from it. He worked hard, he was toned, but yet there was something about him that suggested he was less than his nineteen years.

His hands could reach no further than the top of my head now as I nuzzled in around his pubes. I could feel his cock had lengthened again, and now it pressed up against my chin as I bit into his flesh beside his short pubes. I could smell his musky boy smell, sweat and come, when I buried myself deep between his legs and his groin. He flinched, his back arched up again in response to my pressure and gave me more to press against. His ball sack was soft against my cheek now and his cock touched against my temple. It would soon be mine. I would soon have the prize I had hungered for since I first saw him, packet bulging in tight jeans, outside the cafe. My own cock was hanging, semi hard between my legs as I knelt. But it could wait. This moment was for him, not me.

I lifted my head to look up his smooth body and into his brown eyes. His own head was raised from the pillow slightly so that he could see more clearly what I was doing. His mouth was open in bewilderment, his eyes wide in disbelief. How long had he dreamed of this, how long had he waited?

He did not have to wait longer, and neither did I. I dropped my head and gazed onto his cock for the first time. It lay flat against his body, the tip almost reaching to his belly button, his foreskin was pulled right back, revealing the pink head that glistened in anticipation. The shaft was even, smooth, no veins, just dark, brown flesh that now lay taught and waiting. Below it his balls lay in their hairless sack, not big, but perfectly proportioned to his length. And around all of this were the short, almost shaved hairs that I had felt before.

I lent forward, drawing in his sweet smell in a deep breath that numbed my pounding heart and calmed my excited breathing. My tongue touched the tip of his cock for the first time and I tasted his salty precum as I probed the slit so very gently. He twitched again and I heard him breathe in sharply. And then my tongue was tracing the rim of his cock head, just flicking it, teasing it, torturing the lad whose hands pressed on my head, trying to push me onto him. I kissed his shaft, felt the springy flesh that covered the solidness beneath, turned my head so that my mouth nibbled down it like it was corn cob until I reached the loose skin beneath. Here I played my lips over the small orbs that rested freely inside. I felt them roll around on my lips before I pushed in under them and they parted across the bridge of my nose.

And then I was working upwards again, pushing his balls to one side and licking hard at his cock as I went. I reached the top and pressed the tip against him as I forced my tongue around the rim once more. I could hear his head moving from side to side, could hear him try and grunt out words through his rapid, gasping breathing. His hands fell from my head and gripped at the sheets on either side of us and his body stiffened. I took his hips in my hands, bent my head forward and placed my lips around the tip of his cock.

He was wet from my kisses and he slipped in easily, all the way down until my face was buried in the lightness of his pubes and my stubble was brushing against his balls. He gasped a quick snatch of surprise and I pulled him up so that his backside was off the bed and let him thrust in as far as he would go. There was room for more, but he had no more to give. I drew back my head, letting his cock come all the way out until the head was between my lips again. I closed them a little, made my mouth tighter for him so that when he pushed again there was more friction. His smooth hard-on slid against the roof of my mouth as I went down again and this time I rolled him around with my tongue. I held him in there, sucked on him, dug my fingers into his small arse and pulled at his cheeks. His breathing spluttered as again he tried to reach further into me.

I let him out once more, slowly, still sucking, still manipulating his shaft with my mouth, until he was once again resting on the bed. I made him wait.

'Again, please,' he begged and I knew then that this was the thing he had been waiting for since he first saw me. 'Please, don't stop.'

Something told me that once he had come, once I had sucked his youthful juice from him, he would be spent. I knew that this was my chance to give us both the last of our pleasure. I kept the tip of his cock between my lips as I turned and climbed across his chest so that I was facing his feet. His cock was pulled away from his belly, it slid in harder against the roof of my mouth like this. I held his balls, wrapped my fist around the top of the sack and pulled them down. He was thrusting into my mouth now and was losing himself in the sensations I was allowing him. I felt his hands again, holding my waist, pulling at the hair around my arse that was now over his face. He pulled me down, his eager tongue went straight against my hole and he started eating at me, fast, hard, desperate. As I went down around his cock I pushed back, forcing my hairy crack further around his face, I rolled it around, let him savour the scent of older man as I feasted on his youthful flesh. His hands started to claw for my cock and found it solid, swollen and ready. He tried to wriggle under me, to get my heavy balls into his mouth but they were too big for him. He grabbed for them with his mouth, held my cock in his fist and started stroking it. I buried my face into his balls, his cock pushing deeper into my hot throat. And like this we moved in a rhythm, in harmony. Me pushing back against his face with my hairy arse and him pushing against mine with his smooth cock.

I could hear him gasping for breath as he bit and clawed at me, his hips thrusting uncontrollably as he pushed them up, pulled them down, and tried to fuck my face. And each time he did that I pushed my arse harder against his face making his grip on my cock tighten. I felt him struggle down the bed some more and then felt his mouth around the base of my cock. I lifted myself up with my feet so that he could see the monster he was pulling on. And all the time I worked his shaft, sucking his breath though it, sliding it in and out, up and down, fingering his balls, clawing at his arse, dragging him into me, pushing him out.

Until his body stiffened, he cried out and my mouth filled with spurt after spurt of his innocent, lad cum. I kept it there, held it in my mouth as he tried to push in deeper, wanting to come again, wanting to carry on. But he was spent, his smooth cock started to turn limp and I let it slip from my mouth. His juice dribbled a little to my chin as I swung myself around and sat astride his chest. His smooth stomach felt slippery against my wet arse hole as I towered over him, my cock standing out solid and ready just like when he'd first seen it.

He grabbed for it, put both hands around the shaft and pulled. Slowly up and down, his face screwed up in concentration and his eyes fixed on the swollen purple head. By balls banged against his chest as he beat on me as if his life depended on it. I tipped forward, my hands either side of his head, and felt the deep down tingling that told me he was going to get a face full of man juice.

And he did. My cock erupted and shot a stream of thick hot cum that splattered onto his lips. He opened his mouth and caught the next load, kept his mouth open to catch the rest. Some landed on his cheek, some across his nose until, after five or six powerful spasms his face was dripping and my balls were empty.

He let go of me and I sat back down on his hips. I could feel his flaccid cock lying helpless and exhausted beneath my buttocks. It dribbled the last if its juice into the hair in my crack as I stared down at him. He opened his mouth, showing me what he had collected there, and then swallowed. I did the same with what I had of his. As if we were sharing some sort of communion we drank together before we strained our bodies to kiss and share the last drops equally between us.

As I said when I first sat down to write up this account, it is now dawn and he has just left. We fell asleep and there were no more dreams of the other Greek lads wandering into my apartment. I woke up during the night and found my new friend still lying beside me, naked, curled up against me with one had across my broad chest. And a little while ago I woke again. He was sliding from the bed as if not to wake me.

'Are you going?' I said, and my whisper seemed loud in the silence of the darkest hour.

'I must go to work.'

He knelt down beside the bed and placed his head on my chest. 'Can I come back? Maybe tonight?' His huge round eyes reflected the street lamp outside and were moist.

'Sure,' I said and stroked his hair. 'If you want to.'

'I want to.' He sounded almost offended that I'd hinted otherwise. I knew he'd be back. 'But...'

There was bound to be a 'but...' I said nothing, just waited for disappointment.

'But may I bring someone with me next time?'

I will not count the hours. I will go about my holiday until this evening and wait to see what happens. If he returns, with or without a friend, I will be happy. If I never see him again, I will still be happy because I will have the memory. 'Etsi einai i zoi mou', as they say in Greece. 'Such is my life'.

But, if he does return, I will discover his name.

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The party

The birthday of my friend turned out to be on Saturday and therefore we had been having maximum of fun, without checking up time. The guests were for the most part from the students, I knew almost all of them, but there were two girls I had never seen before. They both were tiny, slender and brunettes. They appeared to be the first-year students - the birthday man's acquaintances. The party went on long after midnight and by that time we were hardly able to move, the master of the house decided to place the tipsy guests at his place. I got the individual room with a huge sofa.

- We will get someone next to you, - my friend promised and left to have fun again.

 As for me, I fell asleep like the dead. I woke up with a strange feeling as though someone was creeping on my body. A little later I understood and felt someone's hot lips moving down to my groin. I opened my eyes and saw one of those unfamiliar girls. She was absolutely undressed and most likely she had essential desire to play with my penis. Her girlfriend was lying nearby, naked as well, but apparently she was in the fragile embraces of a dream. I decided not to show I was awake for the time being and began to wait what would come next. Then the girl reached my penis and began to lick him. Then she clasped it with her mouth slightly sucking the head at the same time she jerked it off with her hand. I felt my tool increasing, and after a few minutes of such processing it had risen like a stick. I moaned with pleasure and that gave me out.

- Do you like it? - the girl asked.

- Go on, - I got a word out of me and pressed her head to my penis.

 She was caressing it about twenty minutes, and then bent over me, took my penis with a hand and accurately directed it into her vagina. Her pussy was awfully wet, one can say I fell into like greased lightning. The girl moaned and began to fidget on me back and forth. Probably, it gave her a huge pleasure because she groaned more and more loudly. It was very pleasant to me as well, while she had a good time with my cock, I fingered her hardly formed breasts and pinched the hardened nipples. After a while she got down from me and asked to enter her from behind. I clasped her tiny buttocks with pleasure and put my penis in. You can’t imagine what started next! She absolutely lost her head and began to move her butt so quickly that I had almost come. I took my penis out and asked her to move more slowly if she could. After several minutes of sex in the back position she again snatched on my reddened tool and licked it as if it was the choc-ice on a stick.

- Fuck Olya while she’s asleep, - the girl offered.

 I had absolutely forgotten about her girlfriend, but when I had a closer look at her I noticed that she was much more attractive than my partner. Very magnificent breast, the hips were wider and the legs were plumper. I decided to take advantage of the offer and having carefully moved Olya’s legs apart, I entered inside. The girl was dry and if there was no saliva of my little fellationist, I wouldn't perhaps get in. But I was in. After several pushes Olya woke up and began to groan. Then the words were heard, first quietly but then louder and louder:

- Ye-e-es… again, please... No, not so deep.

 I had thrown Olya’s legs onto my shoulders and began to move quicker and quicker. Then Olya could only shout. At that time her girlfriend caressed herself with a finger looking at us. I slowed down, pulled my penis out and gave it to the girls for fun. They began to suck it together, smacking their lips and coiling their tongues. At last I had lavishly come on their pretty faces, causing a storm of delights.

 After about ten minutes of rest we started again. The first girl Ania offered me to take her standing and we did it. She leaned her hands against the chair back, and I worked her from behind, squeezing her breasts. Then Olya's turn had come. She got up on all fours, and I entered her from behind. In that pose I had come. Ania had hard feelings cause I did not come into her therefore after a while it was necessary to gratify the second girl as well. That time I was from above and had come quickly enough. Ania did not have enough time to get an orgasm so I fell down between her legs and caressed her clitoris with the tongue until she had come. After that we got on the sofa and fell asleep.

 When I woke up the girls were not there. I asked my friend for their phone numbers and subsequently we enjoyed each other many times. If it is interesting to you, you can have a look at their photos I made to memorize.


Sex Ed

All the boys and most of the girls were eager for today's Sex Ed Class.

"Today class. We're going to have a demonstration on sex. I will need two volunteers for this experiment," Miss Rice exclaimed to her class.

Every boy in the class through their hands up, while most of the girls was uncertain about this demonstration.

"ME, MISS RICE!" shouted Peter Shuman.

"Ok Peter. Now I need a girl?" Miss Rice said.

The girls, who had their hands up, quickly dropped them.

"Come on now ladies. You were to do it and now you don't want to?" Miss Rice commented.

Peter Shuman wasn't very attractive except to his own unattractive kind. He stood at 6'2, 220, shoulder-length dirty blond hair, and a thick beard the same color.

"Courtney Mathers! I saw your hand raised," Miss Rice shouted.

"It was but..." Courtney said before Miss Rice cut her off.

"But nothing. This is for a grade. Now get up here and help the class learn about the pleasures of having sex," Miss Rice said with a smile.

Courtney Mathers was the typical cheerleader blond. She had the face of an angel and the body of a goddess. Despite having 38DDD's jutting from her slim body, Courtney still manages to cheerlead with all her friends. Her overly large chest didn't embarrass her. She has used them to her advantage a few times. She was quite proud of her breasts and loved showing them off in low-cut shirts, tube tops, tank tops with no bras, and tight shirts with her nipples hard as rocks.

Today Courtney was wearing a pink tube top and strapless bra. Her gargantuan knockers were still spilling over the tops. She wore a pink mini-skirt and pink sandals, which showed off her pretty feet and pink-painted toenails.

Peter was in for a real treat. He didn't have much experience with girls. Especially one of the statue of Courtney Mathers.

"I presume, Courtney, that you have some experience with sex?" asked Miss Rice.

"Why do I have to be the one with experience?" Courtney questioned.

"Because you look like a slut now. Just answer the goddamn question," Miss Rice said.

"Yes ma'am. I've had a few sexual experiments...BUT! I've never had intercourse," Courtney answered.

"What about me Miss Rice?" Peter asked.

"Peter! I think you're not as experience as Courtney, but I could be wrong once the class and I see what you got," Miss Rice said. "Ok class! We're going to start with some kissing. Begin students."

Peter had his mustached-covered lips puckered up for a kiss. Courtney had a disgusted look on her face, but realized that if she didn't do it, she could fail Sex Ed and not graduate with her class. Courtney puckered up her lips and kissed Peter lightly.

Peter responded by grabbing Courtney's head and giving her a long, passionate kiss. Courtney wanted to remove her face from Peter but realized that Peter's tongue in her mouth was making her very hot. Courtney returned the French kiss and the two licked and sucked away at each other's tongues.

Some students were getting into the make-out session. Others turned their heads because the most popular girl in school is making-out with the grungiest guy in school.

"That's it Peter and Courtney. You guys do have some experience. Now Peter, move your hands to Courtney's chest and squeeze those large melons," Miss Rice instructed.

Peter had already beaten Miss Rice too it. He squeezed and fondled Courtney's massive breasts roughly through her tight tube top and strapless bra. Courtney had her hands all over the large man's back. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head. Peter was one hairy student. Dark hair completely covered his udder and middle back. His chest was covered in dark patches of hair as well. His biceps sagged like he had A-cup tits.

"Perhaps we should have left Peter's shirt on," Miss Rice said.

Peter grabbed the bottom of Courtney's tube top and pulled it up over her head. Every guy in the class had their eyes glued to Courtney's wobbling jugs, as they jiggled wildly in her huge bra cups.

"Good God Ol Mighty Courtney! Those have to be some of the largest breasts I've ever seen on an 18-year-old," Miss Rice commented.

"MISS RICE!!! Please let me fuck Courtney instead," shouted one of the dick-hard students.

"Settle down young man and just watch the show," Miss Rice said. "If you feel the need to jerk off and play with yourself in any manner, please feel free to do so."

A lot of the guys rubbed away at their crotches, as their cocks harden at the sight of Courtney Mathers in her bra. Every guy in school has been waiting and wanted to see her big tits.

"Ok Peter. Why don't you show some of the gentlemen in the class, how to suck a pair of big boobs?" Miss Rice suggested.

Peter licked and sucked away at the top of Courtney's chest. He traced his tongue over the tops of each jiggling tit, still encased in the massive brassiere. Courtney moaned with pleasure, as Peter tasted her skin.

Peter moved his hands behind Courtney and started unfastening all four of her bra straps. Once the straps were undone, Courtney dropped her arms to her side and let her bra fall from her chest. Her beautiful 38DDD's swayed and jiggled with her breathing. Peter's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight of Courtney's bare breasts. Her tits jutted from her chest like twin mountain peaks. Her tits had a golden tan to them and they were capped off with saucer sized pink areolas and toppled with gum-dropped size dark pink nipples.

"Oh my God! Those are so fucking beautiful. They look heavy and soft at the same time," moaned Miss Rice.

Miss Rice left her desk and picked up Courtney's large bra.

"38DDD's!" Miss Rice read in amazement. "I know Peter is going to have some fun with those."

All the guys in the class couldn't believe the sheer size of Courtney's jugs. It was harder to believe that Peter would be the one to have his way with them. And that's exactly what Peter did.

Peter's hands bounced and squeezed Courtney's tit flesh. He grounded her mammoth knockers like bread dough. The soft tit flesh soaked through his fingers. His thumbs rubbed up against Courtney's bullet hard nipples. Courtney moaned in delight at Peter's tit play.

"Ohhhhh Peter. That feels so good," moaned Courtney.

Peter couldn't believe how fluffy and heavy Courtney's monstrous titties were. He buried his head between her tits and kissed, sucked, and licked in between them. His large hands still aren't large enough to hold every inch of Courtney massive fluffy jugs, as he wrapped them around each big boob and squeezed them around his hairy head. Peter loved the soft texture of her breast flesh, squished and rubbed against his face.

"Oh my God class! Peter lost his head;" Miss Rice joked, as Courtney's giant breasts completely engulfed Peter's head.

After a few minutes of lubing her cleavage up with his saliva, Peter removed his head and sucked up a huge amount of Courtney's left tit. He held the left tit with both hands with his face squished against it, as he sucked and feasted upon it like a starving newborn. He released the massive tit from his mouth and swirled his tongue around her hard nipples and smooth areola. He used the tip of his tongue to flicker at her nipple. He then used the body of his tongue to press the nipple into her areola and dragged his tongue against both of them.

Courtney's panties were completely soaked, as Peter sucked and fondled just one breast. Half of the female students felt their pussies become moist from watching Peter suck on Courtney's tits.

Peter switched tits and started sucking on her right one the same way. After he finished giving that tit oral pleasure, he tried his best to hold both gigantic tits up and lashed his tongue out on both of them. He tasted his own saliva that covered her tits. Peter squeezed and continued to suck hard on Courtney's titanic fun bags.

Courtney felt her first orgasm and creamed in her thong. Peter continued his tit assault by biting, chewing, and nibbling her wet nipples.

The guys in the class pulled out their hard cocks and began jerking off to the tit pleasure. The girls had their legs spread out and rubbed at their clitorises. Courtney was doing the same thing, as Peter licked and sucked underneath her massive mounds, before dropping them and watching them slap and flop into one another.

"Oh my God! Peter sure do love him some titties," Miss Rice commented, as she pulled her large pink dildo out from her pussy. Miss Rice wanted to cum but she wanted to see more of Peter and Courtney...

Courtney's giant wet tits memorized Peter, as they swayed back and forth from his release.

"I bet every guy in this class envies you Peter," said Miss Rice. "Now Courtney, why don't you return the favor and suck on him for a while."

Peter sat up on the teacher's desk and Courtney stood in from of him, as she undid his belt straps and unzipped his jeans. Peter kicked off his dirty mountain boots and the stink of his sock-covered feet, could be smelt throughout the room.

"Gross Peter!" shouted a few girls.

The guys didn't mind the smell. The sides of Courtney's breasts memorized them, as they bobbed up and down with her movements. Peter's jeans and boxers were around his ankles. His 7-inch thick dick throbbed for Courtney's attention.

Courtney took the pulsing meat in her hands and began jerking it. Peter sat back on the desk and relaxed his body, as Courtney jerked and pulled on his member. She massaged his cockhead with her fingers and then ducked her head forward and scooped up his entire dick between her lips.

Peter's eyes rolled into the back of his head, as the warmth of Courtney's mouth surrounded his dick.

"Hmmm Courtney! You sure do know how too deep-throat a dick," commented Miss Rice.

Courtney thrusted her round ass up in the air for all the boys to see, as she sucked on Peter's dick. Courtney bobbed her head up and down in Peter's bushy patch of pubes. Her lips reached the base of Peter's cock, as she sucked harder and harder. She rubbed her chin up and down on Peter's heavy balls.

"Oh fuck! Oh Jesus!" moaned one male student, as he started cumming from Courtney's blowjob.

Courtney grabbed Peter's legs and rested them on her shoulders, as she sucked and slurped his meaty member. Her saliva poured down Peter's balls and thighs. Courtney released his cock and when to work on his balls. She traced her tongue around each heavy nut sack. Then she sucked one testicle and then the other into her mouth. She released each testicle with a popping sound.

Peter's crotch had a musty stink to it but Courtney didn't mind, as she resumed sucking his wet dick.

"I'm cumming!" moaned Peter.

Courtney bobbed her head faster and faster, as a gush of creamy thick cum, flowed down her throat. Some of Peter's cum leaked out from the sides of Courtney's juicy lips, but she managed to swallow his entire load.

"Oh Peter! Please tell me that wasn't the end of the experiment?" Miss Rice questioned.

"Maybe if he ate her pussy, he would rise again," mentioned one female student, as her legs were completely spread under her desk and a man student was eating her out.

"Excellent idea!" gasped Miss Rice. "Reserve roles now children."

Peter leaped off the desk and kicked his jeans and boxers off his feet. Courtney kicked off her sandals and pulled her mini-skirt off her waist and over her pretty feet. Her pink thong was soak in the middle and Peter immediately started kissing and licking her creamy thighs. He could taste her cum from earlier.

Peter kissed down Courtney's legs until he kissed down to her feet. He took both of her feet and pressed them together. He used his large tongue and began licking the wrinkle soles of her feet up and down.

"Ewww Miss Rice! Peter is sucking Courtney's feet," one female student complained.

Peter sucked on the heels of Courtney's soft feet. Then he moved his tongue between each toe and then began to suck on each toe. Peter sucked both of Courtney's big toes into his mouth and gave them mini-blowjobs.

"Ohhhhh Peter! I've never had another suck my feet before. Hmmmm! Feels so good!" moaned Courtney.

Peter alternated between sucking Courtney's toes and licking her soles. After five minutes, Courtney's feet were glistening in Peter's saliva. Peter's cock had grown hard from sucking her feet, but he still wanted to taste her pussy.

Peter pulled down Courtney's thong and revealed her bald juicy cunt. He tossed her thong over to some male students. They began to fight over who owned her thong.

"Settle down class or you won't be watching this performance anymore," Miss Rice demanded. "Continue on Peter and give Courtney's pussy a real good sucking."

Peter was already ahead of Miss Rice and sucked on Courtney's pussy. His tongue swirled up each of Courtney's moist pussy walls, while he sucked on her whole pussy with his lips.

"Ahhhhh! Eat me you bastard. Oh Fuck yes!" cried Courtney, as she wrapped her legs around Peter's head and arched her back.

Peter's beard tickled Courtney's thighs, as they rubbed up against the sides of his face. Peter had never tasted such a juicy pussy before. Today's experience was like a dream come true for Peter. Courtney was the hottest girl in the whole school district and here he is, having his way with her delicious body.

"Miss Rice? Can we get a closer look at what Peter is doing?" asked one of the horny male students.

"Sure gang. Move on up and see Peter eating Courtney's pussy," Miss Rice agreed.

All the male students and a few female students, moved up all around the desk. The male students had their cocks out and started jerking at the sight of Courtney, as she lied naked on Miss Rice's desk and her gigantic breasts spread out across her chest and trembled to Peter's intense pussy sucking.

The girls were amazed at Peter's tongue maneuvering. He wiggled his tongue deep in the core of Courtney's pussy, as her pussy became wetter and wetter. Peter's beard was drenched in Courtney's juices, as he wrapped his arms around her shivering thighs and prepared himself for her orgasm.

"OOHHHHHH! OH,OH,OH SHIT!" cried Courtney, as she came all over Peter's face.

"Holy Shit!" one of the male students's spoke, as he watched Peter lap up every drop of Courtney's sweet cum. He and a few other male students began to unload there cum, as Peter finished eating Courtney's cunt.

Peter stood up from between an exhausted Courtney's legs and licked his lips, as her cum dripped down his face. He stuck his middle finger up Courtney's pussy and started fingering her furiously. Courtney's body trembled and she started breathing heavy again.

"Ohhhhh Peter! Hmmmmm! Fuck me hard Peter!" cried Courtney.

Peter finger fucked Courtney hard and fast. His other hand grabbed onto one of her mammoth tits and squeezed it. His thumbed ran over her large, hard nipple, as he plunged and wiggled his finger deeper and harder inside her creamy pussy.

"Fuck that pussy Peter!" exclaimed Miss Rice, as her own fingers drilled in and out of her hairy snatch.

Peter dislodged his finger from Courtney's cunt and started spanking her thighs with his hard cock. He then rubbed his thick shaft up and down Courtney's pussy.

All the students watched as Peter slowly inserted his meat between Courtney's pussy folds. Her pussy juices squirted onto Peter's hairy pubes, as he shoved his cock all the way up her pussy. Courtney's legs were on Peter's hairy shoulders, as he began fucking her. His balls rubbed up against the desk and Courtney's pussy, as he pounded away.

The Sex Ed class watched in awe as Peter fucked the most popular girl in school. All the guys had their eyes glued to Courtney's flopping breasts, as they leaped up and down her chest and at Peter.

Peter took the invite and cupped both of her big boobs and held onto them for dear life, as he drilled her drenched cunt harder and faster.

"Ohhh Peter! That's a good way to fuck her. But turn her sideways and fuck her," suggested Miss Rice, as she had her own large tits hanging out of her dress and pinched he nipples.

Peter turned Courtney on her side and had one of her legs resting on his shoulders, while the other leg hung over Miss Rice's desk. Courtney's huge tits laid on top of each other as her body trembled and shook from the pounding Peter was giving her.

Peter licked his thumb and started rubbing Courtney's clitoris. Courtney trashed her head and body around. Her moans and cries could be heard throughout the school. Lucky for the Sex Ed class, it was an after school program.

After five minutes of fucking Courtney in that position, Courtney climbed up on Miss Rice's desk on all fours, with her sweaty and red face, facing the class and her humongous sweat-glistening knockers hanging over the teacher's desk.

Peter climbed up behind Courtney and lodged his cock back into her pussy. Peter wrapped his arms around Courtney's stomach and he could feel her enormous breasts beating against his arms, as they flopped forward from his thrusting.

"OH SHIT!" moaned one male student, as he came from watching Courtney's big titties flop and sway wildly underneath her.

One of the female students started cumming, as she dislodged her fingers from her cunt.

Peter grabbed both of Courtney's swinging jugs, as he fucked her hard doggy-style. Her juicy ass banged back and forth against his hairy crotch. Peter grabbed Courtney's head and started kissing her passionately. He moved his other hand to Courtney's wet pussy and started fingering her, as his cock thrusted faster in her pussy hole.

"Now that's how you fuck class. That's how you fuck," Miss Rice repeatedly said.

"Miss Rice! What about protection? I mean, we don't want Courtney getting pregnant, do we?" one of the female students asked.

"No we don't class," Miss Rice said.

Miss Rice reached into one of her drawers and pulled out a condom.

"Change position Peter and use this condom to finish her off," Miss Rice recommended.

Peter pulled his dick from Courtney's cunt, as she started cumming. The cum poured down her thighs and legs, and spilled onto Miss Rice's desk top, which now smelt and soiled in Peter and Courtney's juices.

Peter lied down on the soiled desk and Courtney lied down on top of Peter in a 69 position. Courtney engulfed Peter's juicy wet cock and could taste her own cum, as she sucked and slurped his manhood. Her huge tits squished against Peter's hairy stomach and thighs, as Peter was eating her pussy out again.

They ate and sucked each other for a few minutes before Courtney took the condom and wrapped it around Peter's swollen cock. Courtney lowered herself onto Peter's dick and started riding him.

"Oh fuck Courtney! Oh yes! You're pussy! You're huge tits! That ass! Oh fuck!" moaned Peter, as he squeezed Courtney's bouncing ass cheeks, as she rode his cock.

Her giant wet titties slid up and down Peter's chest, as she pounced herself down hard and fast on his dick. Peter cupped her tits and started sucking on them. He chewed and nibbled her big nipples, before sucking on them.

"Oh yeah! Suck my tits. Suck them baby! They're all yours!" moaned Courtney, as she locked her bare sweaty feet under Peter's hairy thighs and rode his cock harder and faster.

Peter lifted his ass up off the desk and thrust his cock furiously into Courtney. Both Courtney and Peter became overwhelmed by massive orgasms. They're breathing got heavier and their moans louder. Sweat dripped off both of their exhausted bodies and they cried as soon as they reach their final climax. Peter came inside the rubber condom, while Courtney came over it.

Courtney rested her weaken body on top of Peter's.

"OHHHHH CLASS!" cried out Miss Rice, as she came.

Half of the class started cumming too.

"Oh class! Class dismissed," Miss Rice announced, as she caught her breath and send her class on their way.

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