Cassie

             My name is Suzie; I’m 5′2” Mexican with black hair, beautiful round butt and full lips.   I know this because my best friend Katie always tells me.

We have been friends forever, like since kindergarten.   We’re not lesbians or anything, we love boys, but when we were thirteen me and Katie started messing around.

Katie is white, but she is cool and she has dirty blonde hair that is curly.   Katie is awesome, she is taller than me about 5′8”, and she is gorgeous.   She has these luscious blue eyes.   They are so sultry; she is so intimidating when she just stares at you with them.

We are both sophomores and on the cheer squad in high school.   I don’t get to do much because my parents never let me go out at night.   So I’ve never really been with a boy.   But Katie has.   She is so popular; I think she has sucked every guy’s dick on the football team.

I can only imagine how good it must feel because I’ve never sucked a guy’s dick.   I’ve kissed guys, but I’m not going to suck some guy’s cock in the bathroom at school.   And there is no way my parents would let one in our house.

I get so hot though when Katie tells me about the guys she’s been with, but it’s okay because then she gets all worked up to and she eats me out.   Oh I love it when Katie eats my pussy.   When she licks my dripping cum off my legs.   But I still want to feel a guys cock.
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Bored one day    i woke up and glanced over at the clock, it said 12:10 and i then realised i had overslept. I was susposed to be going out with my mum n dad for the day.

i got up at stolled down stairs, on the side was a note that read “your still fast asleep still, i told you if u wanted to come you should be up and ready! see you after 6pm. and please walk the dog! thank you. x x”

typical of my parents, but not much i can do now. i made some breakfast and watched some tv, but i soon got bored of this. i dithered around not knowing what to do. flicking through a catalog i jotted a few things down that i like, as my 15th birthday is next week. after this not knowing what to do i went back up to my room and collapsed back on my bed. bored out of my mind :o(

i lay there staring at the celing, things running through my head. what homework ive got that i cant be bothered to do, school tomora, then about this boy steve that i have a mad crush on. i have his number and thought of txting him but we are only friends. i began to fantasize about what i like him to do to me, knowing i have a free house the whole day.

how i wish he would come round and tell me how much he likes me and wants to be with me, and my first time being so nice. i wouldnt necesaliry want to sleep with him on the first day as i wouldnt want to be known as a slag but after seeing some soft porn the other week i keep thinking about how much i need sex etc.

i feel myself getting wet thinking about it, so horny i slide my hand down my pajama bottoms, softly rubbin gmy clit, feels so good i slide a finger in to my pussy, feels so wet. i had played with myself before but today im so wet and horny. rubbing my clit harder and faster its starting to feel better and better. i cant help but moan, i squeeze in another finger to my tight pussy. it kinda hurts abit but the feeling of pleasure is more, i can feel myself loosening up and my fingers move in and out easyer and easyer.

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A Warm and Furry Surprise Part 2For the rest of the week, Mike couldn’t get the video out of his mind. At work, he would sit at his desk, trying to enter the data from the spread sheets he was supposed to be working on but instead he would drift back to what he saw Tuesday afternoon. In his mind, he kept replacing Becky with Patti.

Saturday morning Mike woke up about 7 o’clock and took a shower. Today was going to be a special day for Patti but she didn’t know how special, he thought as he began making breakfast for both of them. Setting the coffee maker up to brew a fresh pot, Mike slide the sausage links into a frying pan and began making French toast.

As soon as the last slice of French toast was done, Mike turned the sausage on low and grabbed a mug of coffee for Patti before he went to wake her up. Leaning over her body, curled up like a kitten in the middle of the bed, Mike softly kissed her cheek. Patti mumbled, rolled over and stretched before opening her eyes. Mike sat on the edge of the bed next to her and smiled.

Wake up, sleepy head. Breakfast is all done and waiting for you in the kitchen. I made French toast and sausage links,” Mike told her, handing her the coffee.

Patti sat up in bed and slid backwards until her back was resting against the headboard before she took the coffee. She studied her husband while she sipped her coffee. Ever since that afternoon she had went out with his sister for a few hours, Mike seemed different to her. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but he was different. Before he wouldn’t say a word when she locked herself in the office and got on the computer, almost always asleep before she went to bed. Now he was more often knocking on the door, asking her to come to bed with him where he never seemed to get enough of her.

Let’s go eat breakfast while it is still warm,” Mike said standing up. I have some running to do today and I want to get it done early. I might even bring you home a surprise.”

Patti tossed back the covers and stood up. You spoil me too much. It’s not my birthday or our anniversary. I don’t need a surprise.”

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But now I could hear mum reading him the riot act, and saying, if he didn’t escort me and my friend, that he wouldn’t be allowed out himself. As he passed my bedroom door once again, this time going back to his room, he said. You’d better be ready in 5 minutes, or else.

I hurriedly completed my face painting, to make sure I was ready before he had an excuse to leave me behind. I was dressed in a black very short witches dress, and hoop striped luminous woolly tights. Garry’s best buddy was Gordon, my friend June’s brother, he was the same age as Garry. So, as I would normally hang around with June, he would always be seen with Gordon. When I phoned June to make sure she was going to be ready in time, she said her mom wouldn’t let her go out. I explained that we’d be looked after by both our brothers, and she said she’d have another go at her mom.

I didn’t tell my mom that June had said she might not be able to go out, in-case she stopped me as well. We arrived at their house, and I could tell by the look on June’s face that she hadn’t been able to change her mom’s mind. So off I set on our nights Trick or Treating, me dressed as a witch, escorted by the two boys dressed as vampires. They made me walk in front of them, so it wasn’t as obvious that they were with me. Gordon had a torch, he was shining it in all directions, and he delighted in lighting-up my tights to make them glow every time a car was approaching us. After the initial sulking on their part, we were soon knocking on doors, and they were beginning to accept my company, without the continual moaning. We were all having fun and laughing and joking together.

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     Hello, my wife is 26 years old, 5 foot 6, 110 pounds or so, shoulder length brownish/reddish hair (it is dyed blonde now). She is PhD student, very intelligent, very conservative. Only been with 3 men in her life. I am 27 years old, an attorney. We live in San Francisco. My fantasy goes like this; I set up a meeting between her and a black man (I tell her its a friend and to go have dinner with him because I am working late), for him to seduce her (she knows nothing about this), and I’ve told you to go ahead and fuck her. It blows up in my face when she absolutely loves it and becomes the biggest whore on the planet (starts banging many black men, gets piercings for them, tattoos etc, basically anything extreme/humilating/degrading that they/you can think of), and as it turns out she finds she loves being degraded and humiliated in public and private, and loves humilating me. I have enclosed a photo of her and would be willing to send more to her lovers. PS, I wish this really would happen.
She’s My Whore Now
by Namtrid

I didn’t think much of the West side’s Holiday Inn. I mean the lounge there is all right, and it was quiet enough there too for a Friday evening what with everyone staying closer to the coast for the view of the ocean. However the view in the lounge became incredibly terrific once this gorgeous blond babe who could have easily got a job on Baywatch came strutting in. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t dressed for any beach combing, not by a long shot. In fact, she was wearing a turtle necked sweater, a suit jacket, and matching pleated skirt that came down to her knees all made of lambs wool, and all gray save for some white trimming around the three coat pockets, beige stockings, and three inch gray paten leather pumps that matched her over the shoulder purse. Even so, anyone who really looked could tell that this woman had a body made just for fucking, and she was here to have dinner with me at her husband’s request no less.

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