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A Change for the Better Ch. 1

I was 18 years old when my life changed for the better. I was overweight and wasn’t very popular in high school. One day, I was out at the mall and this black guy came up to me and said hello. I was in shock that a guy that sexy would even consider talking to me.

My name Terrance, what’s yours, he says. I stumbled thru saying Tara. I was so embarrassed. We chatted as we wandered thru the mall together. He got a page and said he had to go. He gave me his address and number and said I live down the street if you wanna come over or talk you know how to get ahold of me. We parted ways and I had the biggest smile on my face and a little spring in my step.

I spent the whole night staring at the piece of paper with his information on it. Debating when I should call him. A few days later I got up the nerves to call him and we talked for a while. He asked what was I doing. I said I had no plans. He said that he aint doing anything, why don’t you get that sexy ass over here. I stuttered thru OK.

I spent the next half hour trying to find something to wear, didn’t want to look too slutty or too wholesome. I finally made it over to his place and knocked on the door. I knocked several times and thought that he ditched me. Finally, I heard a hang on come thru the other side of the door.

He opened the door in a towel wrapped around his waist. He had a great chest and six pack abs. He apologized saying he was in the shower. I walked into the room and looked around his place. Typical college guy apartment. He took my coat from me and as he reached up hang up the coat his towel fell off.

I thought. OH MY GOD,,his penis is huge. His penis mesmerized me. He caught me looking and asked if I ever seen one that big before. I shook my head no. He noticed my nipples becoming erect thru my dress. He asked if I like what I saw. I shook my head yes. He grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom.

He told me to sit down on the bed. I sat down. A million thoughts were rushing thru my mind. He told me if I wanted to touch it I could. I reached up and caressed it softly. He was semi erect and it seem to get bigger. He asked if I ever sucked a dick. I said only once. He smiled and asked me to show him how well I did it. I started to suck his cock for a few minutes and then he pulled back away. I looked up at him and asked if I did something wrong. He said, No, but you need to learn how to suck a dick baby. I said ok and all I could think about is getting that wonderful cock back in my mouth.

He said, First run your tongue up and down the left side and right sides of his cock, I did what he said. Next he told me to twirl my tongue around the head of his cock. I did what he said. He told me to grab the shaft of his cock and wrap my lips around his cock and slowly move back and forth. I did that he continued with the orders until he felt himself ready to cum. He pulled back again came in a cup next to the bed. He told me good job baby. Next time, No instructions from me and your on your own. I smiled and said ok. He asked if I wanted something to drink, I said no.

He was like we need to get that dress off. He told me to stand up and helped me remove the dress. I was standing there in my bra and panties. He comments on big my chest was and asked my size. I told him I was a 34ddd. He was impressed. He brushed against my erect nipples with his hand and I was in heaven. He then ran his finger down my stomach and played with the band around my panties. I moaned softly. He then placed his hand over my pussy and says damn girl your soaked. I blushed. We should get those off. He slides my panties off and chills went up my spine from his touch.

He took off my bra and played with my nipples and caressed my breasts softly. I moaned, Oh Yes, Like That. I noticed he was semi erect again. I reached for his cock and stroked it softly. He said, You know what I like, don’t disappoint me”. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees. I brushed his cock against my cheeks and against my lips. Savoring every second. Bobbing back and forth over and over, faster and faster, I was like in another world. He was moaning and said hes gonna cum. I want you to shallow it all. He began to cum in my mouth and it begins to fill it up more than I can swallow. Cum began to drip off either side of my mouth onto my breasts.

He looks down at me and says nice job, but next time…your swallowing every drop. I nod in agreement. He helped me to my feet and told me to lie on the bed. I lay on my back with my legs spread apart a little. Licking my lips and taking the excess cum of my breasts and licking my fingers clean. Then the thoughts of how is that huge cock gonna fit inside me. He started to play with my pussy a little bit, licking and flicking his tongue at it. He was playing with my breasts while going down on me and I felt this sensation begin to fill my body.

I began to orgasm and moaning loudly, how much I was enjoying this. Wave after waves of orgasms filled my body and he didn’t stop what he was doing. I was in ecstasy. He stopped and my chest was heaving in exhaustion. I picked my head off and said that was amazing, He smiled and said the fun parts about to begin baby, I smiled and put my head back down onto the bed.

Waiting for what’s gonna happen next. I felt him placed his cock on top of my clit and leave it there while he was telling me that this is gonna hurt a little then feel a whole lot better. I will take it slow. He slowly pressed his cock into my soaked pussy and I heard it pop in. I moaned in pleasure. He began to put it in inch by inch. I never felt anything that big before I thought he was gonna rip me apart. But just as the pain peaked, another feeling of enjoyment began to fill my body.

He began to move in and out slowly and pick up the pace. I moaned and screamed in pure pleasure. He picked up the pace more and more. My breasts were bouncing up and down. I cupped them while biting my lip to muffle the screams of passion. He was going faster and harder and fucking me harder. I screamed out, I’m cumming and he kept going harder and faster. I came I don’t know how many times. He then pulls out and pulls off the rubber and cums over my stomach. I lay there exhausted with a huge smile on my face. He looks at me and asked if Id like that. I said yes. He picked up my dress and threw it at me and told me to get out. I was in shock and pissed, He walked in the bathroom and told me that I better not be here when he gets out of you will never experience that again. I told him I’m never coming back here and he’s an asshole. He smiled and said don’t worry baby you will be back and smiled.

I got home and showered and cried all night long. I woke up the next morning and could barely walk. I soaked in a bath for like a half hour. I got dressed and went to school. I was in the locker room changing for gym and overheard the popular girls in the school talking about how they couldn’t orgasm when they were with their boyfriends. I was at lunch and girls in the table next to me were also talking about how their boyfriends couldn’t make them orgasm. I sat there and thought. I had what was like a million yesterday and I cracked a smile and enjoyed my lunch. Knowing that I would be going back to Terrance again.
A Christmas Fairytale

It was December 23rd, the day Jo was finally going to meet 'her' Kev. They had met on the Internet a few months before and despite the rather large age gap Jo knew she wanted him and hoped that he felt the same.

They were to meet in the town centre and as Jo stood there at 6pm shivering she could see the twinkle of the Christmas lights around her, she felt magical, Christmas decorations always made her feel this way and she truly hoped that the rest of the night would follow this magical theme.

Suddenly a tall figure in the distance caught her eye, instantly she knew it was him, even from the rather blurred photo she had seen of him she knew.

As he walked towards her a huge smile appeared on his face and she knew that she was grinning back even though the whole seen seemed rather surreal..."Jo?" he said "yes Kev it's me" he walked closer and put his arms round her as he pulled her into a very tight, warm hug before pulling back and kissing her gently on the lips...

'Bang, Bang' could they really hear fireworks or was it their imagination, after all she had just had the most perfect kiss of her life...

As they turned they saw the most magnificent fireworks, it was the cities Christmas part and the reason they had agreed to meet in town. He wrapped his coat around her shivering shoulders and took hold of her hand as they walked towards the celebrations.

She had never felt so happy in her life, she knew that he was the one after only a few weeks of talking, they laughed at the same things, they had the same taste in music and enjoyed the same hobbies..

As they walked hand in hand through the streets she could not help smiling to herself and through the corner of her eye she could see him looking at her and smiling, she squeezed his hand and he pulled her to a stop, pulling her close and kissing her, parting her lips with his tongue as he kissed her deeply and lovingly.

They were now in the centre of town watching the firework display with their arms around each other occasionally staring deeply into each other's eyes...As the display drew to a close they wandered around the various stalls, buying candyfloss and playing the games as though they were 2 lovesick teenagers. As it came time for the celebrations to end, they wandered off hand in hand towards the car park. As they reached the car they pulled each other close and kissed and kissed, they were on their way back to Jo's house when Kev went to change gears, accidentally brushing Jo's thigh.. She couldn't help wondering whether it really was an accident but the one thing she did know was that his touch sent shivers down her spine and she could feel herself becoming rather moist.

As they pulled up and entered the house Jo immediately dragged him upstairs, she had never felt the way he made her feel and she wanted him so badly it hurt...She kicked off her shoes and turned on the dim lights to reveal a romantic glow in the she began to hug him she unbuttoned his shirt and slid her arms down his to pull the shirt off, her fingertips stroking his arm gently.. He responded by unbuttoning her blouse and gently running his fingers down her chest and onto her tummy, which made he wriggle with delight, he pulled her close feeling her breasts pressing against his chest as he stroked her back gently, paying particular attention to the small of her back as her sighing gave him the distinct impression that she enjoyed this very much.

He soon reached down and unfastened her skirt allowing it to fall to the floor, revealing her skimpy silky panties, which were starting to get very wet.

He pushed her backwards onto the bed and knelt down at the side of the bed, he pushed her panties to one side with his fingers and began to stroke her pussy, occasionally tickling her clit to make her moan loudly, as she became wetter he pushed one finger inside her which only made her moan louder...God she was going to cum already if he carried on like this, Kev also realised that this was the case and began to pump his finger in and out, before adding a second finger, his movements became faster and harder and before she knew what was happening her body started to shake with an amazing orgasm.

When the orgasm finally subsided she sat up and pulled his trousers to the floor followed by his boxers leaving his very large hard cock standing to attention in front of she stood up to pull him close she dropped her own panties to the floor and began stroking his back and running her fingers through his hair he had told her on one of their many late night chats that this was a real turn on for him.

Yet again he pushed her back onto the bed, fondling and caressing her breasts paying equal attention to each breast, he sucked each nipple until it became hard and he nibbled them, sliding each nipple through his teeth, which gave an amazing this want enough he began to kiss and lick his way down her tummy...By this time she was nearly ready to cum again and she wanted to feel him inside her, she pulled him close and hugged him indicating that she was ready.

He slid his penis into her waiting hole, moaning as he did so at the feel of her warm, wet tight hole enveloping his large penis, he began to push deep inside her with long slow strokes rubbing her clit with each stroke...he gradually began to increase the pace, still staying deep inside her and she got closer to coming with each trust of his he got faster still she could tell he was ready to blow and she wanted them to come together and share that most wonderful feeling together for the first time, she arched her back to allow his penis to rub her clit even more, in what seemed like seconds she could feel her muscles again tensing and as she did so she could feel the first spurt of his warm cum filling her, the more she felt this the more she came, tightening her grip around his shaft until they had both been completely satisfied.

As they lay hugging each other, they both realised that they were meant for each other and that this Christmas really was going to be a magical time that neither of them would ever forget.

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A Morning Delight

The sledgehammer crashes through my dream. I wake, instantly forgetting what the dream had been about but just as quickly sad to have left its warm embrace I register the neighbour's car, coughing and spluttering in the driveway, robbing me of my sleep, of the worlds I visit when I am floating.

Gazing at the alarm clock I saw it was 7.45, an hour earlier than I had planned to wake up. In a haze I rolled onto my back, my head settling into the lush pillow where it had been resting, my auburn hair flowing around me. I could feel a slight morning chill in the air and before I pulled up my duvet I felt a stiffening of my nipples and could feel them pushing into my baby blue tank top. I had owned this top since high school, a present from my first boyfriend and whilst it was now way too short and tight to wear out in public, I still loved sleeping in it, loved the way my 32C boobs filled it out and whenever I became aroused, could guarantee that the friction on my nipples would quickly bring them to an erect sensitive state. Against my wishes to fall back asleep I could feel my morning horniness beginning to creep through me, my nipples rubbing agonisingly against my shirt, loving the way the chill of the air juxtaposed the rising heat within me.

I breathed deeply sinking further into my bed as my right hand began to stroke my stomach playing with my belly button, slowly working its way along the toned centre of my stomach flicking the bottom of my top, my thumb pushing further and further up, my little finger still circling my belly button, causing my skin to prickle and my breathing to increase.

Without conscious thought my left hand had slipped down my side and was pressing the crotch of my pink tartan pyjama bottoms into my glowing mound, feeling the rasping of my trimmed auburn pubes against the cotton and a spreading wetness causing the material to stick and achingly peel off my wet folds.

Biting my bottom lip and starting to roll my hips up and down my right hand had made its way under my shirt cupping my breast. Gazing down, seeing the fabric moving as the hand underneath massaged by breast, almost foreign, almost not my own, a stranger that had found its way into my bed in the night and was now bringing me to life in the morning.

With a quick upward movement I raised my upper body and pulled my top over my head, carelessly flinging it off the side of the bed, hearing in the distance the sound of make-up, my phone and a glass falling from my bedside table, not caring, consumed in the pursuit of my pleasure. I hook my fingers under the waist band of my pyjamas and eagerly push them down exposing my wet pussy and I wriggle my hips and legs pulling the pants down, gripping the material between my toes then kicking out of them, pushing them to the end of the bed.

As my legs undress me of my pyjama bottoms, I bring both hands up my body, my pussy crying out to me for depriving it of the attention it was loving, the fingers it was swelling around and teasing myself I begin to play with my tits, taking a nipple in one hand between my fore finger and thumb, squeezing it as I push the other up with my whole hand. The nipple between my fingers responding to the pressure aches delightfully, and I squeeze harder, twisting a little, a sharper pain, my brain telling me to stop, but my desire saying that my body can take more, that I want to take more, then releasing, the internal battle subsides for a moment before my other hand grasps its nipple and the torment begins again only this time I find that both nipples are being twisted, being pulled, the pressure rising, then lessening then tightening its grip again.

My mind is flooding with the desires that I want; my sex crying out to be touched I raise my left thigh crossing it over the right and squeezing them together, offering any kind of friction I can to my crying clit, trying to satisfy the lust in every pore of my body, crying out as a bolt of pain shoots through my nipple, a tear forming in my eye, then rolling down my cheek, feeling its exact path on my face, all my senses heightened, its wet trace feels like a river and I moan as it tickles my ear lobe eventually being absorbed into my hair.

It is too much, my mouth now dry as if all moisture has flooded to my wet sex, I release my nipples and my right hand races down my body, pushing between my thighs, having to fight my left thigh from squeezing into me more, as if I don't believe I will finally end the torment of not giving my wet folds their due attention, my pussy savouring the little pressure my thigh has been able to provide.

The instant my fingers hit the top of my now damp, thick short brown pubes my legs relent, spreading like a flower, the scent from my juices flowing up, filling the air, the seductive scent of pleasure, of sex, of being a woman. Suddenly, a prolonged moan cuts through everything, deafening yet distant as finally my fingers meet my clit, my middle finger pushing down, my juices coating it as my labia wraps itself around, then my finger curls up, through the folds, seeking the bud and finding it proudly exposed, presenting itself to be stimulated, my fingers eagerly obliging, flicking over it, into it, scissoring it between fore and middle finger. I cry out again, my left hand runs through my hair, gripping it into a ball, pulling then releasing, my face turned, pressing into my open hand I bite the base of my thumb, then grip my hair again and I try to bury my face into my pillow.

My pussy on fire, I feel my climax racing toward me, only one is thing missing, the one thing my red hot sex is screaming for and like the most wanted person at party, arriving late, just at the right moment, my left hand joins my right, slipping below it and two fingers invade my pussy, gliding into my juicy hole, the walls of my pussy so hot and sensitive, welcoming them in a tight embrace, every inch of their entry gloriously savoured.

Overwhelmed with divine pleasure my body flips over, my left hand releases my clit, replaced by the base of my right, my hips grinding down, the weight of my body on my hand as a third finger, stretching my lips but held slightly lower than the other two enters my dripping pussy. I grind down harder and harder, moaning and as I close my mouth I feel the two wet fingers of my left hand between my lips, the taste of my womanly juice seeping into my tongue, dancing over my taste buds, and I suck them hard, biting them as I begin to scream.

My legs kicking out making circles as yes, finally, bursting from the deepest part of my body, my orgasm explodes out of me, my pussy lips gripping my fingers as it milks around them, the tips of my fingers flicking harder into the rough skin of my G spot causing wave after wave to crash onto my hand, trembling now, my clit, on fire, every feeling amplified feels numb against my slippery hand, as if it's too much, as if it can't process this much pleasure, so I raise it slightly, releasing the pressure and allowing the pleasure to engorge me again and I cry out louder into the pillow then bringing my clit down again onto my hand, savouring the touch as I tremble, shaking violently, my legs spasm, my fingers held tightly inside me, as I let the tide come in, let it wash over me and I drown for one infinitely blissful moment.

Opening my eyes, adjusting to the light of the room, I find my fingers have slipped from my pleasantly warm wet sex, nestled lovingly between my thighs. The scent of my juices from the fingers held just beneath my chin and the taste on my tongue a blissful reminder. I slowly, roll over, releasing my fingers and I look at the clock. 08.10. I smile, nestling my face into my pillow....I guess I have another 35 minutes to kill before I have to get up...


Three-way I just recently moved to a new city, started a new job, and met so many new people that I felt very insecure and lonely. About two months ago I met John and Debbie through a mutual friend. John is very nice looking, at about six foot two inches with blue eyes and dark brown hair. I was attracted to him right away, but his wife Debbie sort of intimidated me. Debbie is a gorgeous blonde, the type that guys pant and drool over. She's really tall, about five foot ten, with long blonde hair that reaches her waist. She has a beautiful figure (36-24-35) and is in really good shape. And she has a nice tan that makes her green eyes stand out. We went to dinner, our mutual friend that I was seeing was a nice guy, but we were just friends.
We talked about moving into the area, and how hard is to find new friends and make new contacts. Just after we were seated for dinner, Debbie and I excused ourselves and went to the "powder room", the wine we'd been drinking in the lounge had run its course and we wanted to get rid of it. When I came out of the stall, Debbie was combing her hair in front of the mirror and I checked my make-up. I saw her eyeing me in the mirror, giving me an up and down look, and felt pretty good that she thought I was a potential rival (not that I'd try to take a married guy from his wife). I'm not bad looking. I'm five foot four with light brown hair, brown eyes (that guys say are very sexy "bedroom" eyes), and I'm proud of my figure (34c-22-34), although sometimes I wish my breasts were larger. The dress I was wearing was a light slinky affair that showed off my figure and was green and black and it came down to just above my knees. Debbie wore a pure black dress that accented her cleavage and her hips, and her long legs with a slit on one side that stopped almost indecently high on her thigh. Debbie said "I'm jealous.

John keeps looking at you and undressing you with his eyes." I looked at her, not sure what to say, but I did giggle a bit. I'd noticed John eyeing me a lot, but I figured that he was just enjoying my legs. I told her that John was probably just fantasizing about having us both (most men seem to have a fantasy about two women). Debbie stopped combing her hair and looked at me with an impish look in her eye. "Have you ever done that?" she asked. I blushed, thinking of one time I had, and told her yes. It was several years ago with my boyfriend and my best girlfriend. Debbie wanted the details, but I sort of stammered, saying that it was a long story. She said I'd have to tell her about it some other time, but she'd also had that fantasy, and wanted to know how it felt. When she said that I could feel myself start to get wet thinking about her and John in bed and her fantasizing about another woman with them. Debbie started to adjust her clothes a bit, and then asked me to check her bra strap, that she thought it was coming loose. I stood behind her and unzipped the back of her dress. My hands shook slightly, as I reached to re-hook one of the three hooks that had come loose. I felt her stiffen as my fingers touched her bare skin, and felt little electric shocks race through me, making my pussy feel even wetter. I hooked her bra, and Debbie suddenly leaned back. I thought she was fainting and caught her with my hands on her sides, just below her large breasts. She breathed heavily and turned around, a needing look in her eyes. She reached out and squeezed my left breast in her hand, and both of us moaned slightly. My pussy was really wet and I was a bit scared that she'd want to do me right in the restroom. "God, you're so beautiful." she whispered. My knees were weak and I finally told her that we needed to get back, half afraid that she'd ignore me, half afraid she wouldn't. She took a deep breath, and said "You're right." We straightened ourselves up and headed for the door. Debbie stopped and said "If we can get rid of David, would you like to come over to our place tonight?" I stopped, stunned at her boldness, and heard myself answer "Yes, and maybe your fantasy will come true." Did I really say that? What had come over me? Maybe it was the wine; or was it? Debbie gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and we rejoined the guys at the table.

Before I go on, let me explain that while I'd been to bed with my boy friend and my best girlfriend, I'd never made love to another woman. My best friend and I shared my boyfriend, not each other. I wondered afterwards about it, because every time our bodies had touched or brushed each other, I felt so incredibly sexy. I've seen porno movies and girls doing girls, and it doesn't turn me off, but it does excite men with the "nastiness" of it. But then, I was raised by very religious parents too, and at 25, I'd finally gotten over feeling guilty about enjoying sex. I'd also found that I enjoyed teasing my boyfriend by dressing and exposing my tits or pussy, like a tank top pulled down so my tits were exposed. But I'd never been with another woman and I wondered about Debbie's bold squeeze of my breast. Sitting at the table, every time I saw her cleavage I could feel my pussy throb.

Anyway, we left the restaurant, and Debbie asked David if it was alright if I went with them, as Debbie wanted to show me her art work (Debbie was an artist for a big company, but she loved to paint at home too). David said he didn't mind, and I thanked him for introducing me to Debbie and John, and John said that he and Debbie would take me home. David left and I got into the car with John and Debbie, sitting in the middle at Debbie's insistence.

While we drove through the darkness to their house, Debbie's dress had slid up on her legs, and her left thigh was very exposed by the slit of her dress.

John was looking left as he turned and Debbie took my right hand and placed it on her thigh. I could feel her warm skin through her pantyhose and I felt a sort of electric shock. I looked at her, and she was watching my face too.

John was distracted, talking about how well Debbie painted and trying to merge onto the freeway at the same time. The wine had loosened my inhibitions and I slid my hand under Debbie's dress and touched her pussy. I felt her hips rise against my hand, and I found that she was so wet she'd almost soaked her pantyhose! I looked at John just in time. He looked at me and asked me if I liked hot tubs. "Sure." I said. He didn't see my hand under Debbie's dress in the darkness and he paid more attention to his driving. I removed my hand, and looked at Debbie. Her eyes were wide and she was breathing very deeply. Her slick moistness was on my fingers and I told her I'd love to look at her paintings before we hit the hot tubs. While she answered I raised my fingers to my mouth and licked her honey from my fingers. Her eyes were riveted on my lips and I smiled. John of course wasn't watching so he didn't know what we were doing.

They had a lovely two story house in a new area just outside of town.

John said he'd pour some more wine and went to the kitchen and Debbie led me by the hand upstairs to her "studio". Once there, with John making noises downstairs, Debbie pulled me to her and kissed me passionately on the mouth.

Her tongue slid past my parted lips and found mine. Her body seemed to burn against me, her hands cupped my behind, fondling them eagerly. I could feel my panties were sopping wet and my tongue followed hers into her mouth. We kept this up until we heard John coming up the stairs. John passed out some rather large glasses of white wine and we sipped and looked at Debbie's art.

Yeah I think I'm going to. I'm not going to waste money on an expensive one since I'm not gonna last long anyway lol. I really need to though I think because I'm also a porn addict and I'm sure I have a totally warped view of what sex is and i tried to hire prosititute from escorts washington but right now i dont know what to do.