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Virgin island

In Virginity on October 24, 2009 by Mariah Tagged: ,

I am a junior at a large college in Hawaii. The semester ended about two weeks ago, and as with every year, on the last day of finals there is the annual student-association dinner-and-dance night, held at one of the best hotels in the area. That was when I met Linda. She was 18 years old, a freshman at a private college on the island. She’d just arrived three weeks before. As a courtesy, I offered to take her around and lend her any needed assistance.

Last Friday night, she called me with the excuse that she couldn’t make it back to the dorm because it was too far away (a good 45 minutes’ drive over narrow, winding, mountainous roads), and asked if she could stay with me over at my place. I readily agreed, and about ten minutes later she arrived. She said she was hungry, so we drove out to a nearby take-out place and grabbed a couple of burgers. We got back to my apartment and ate while watching the telly, but since there was nothing interesting on, we switched it off and talked about her stay on the island so far, making some tentative plans to visit some of the attractions.

At about ten, Linda said that she needed to change and I decided to bust out some cognac. When she came back into the room, all she was wearing was an oversized polo shirt with the top three buttons undone and the bottom of the shirt hanging just two inches below her crotch. My cock instantly came to life as she shut the door behind her, and I thought it would rip right through my shorts as she bent over to put her clothes away, giving me a fantastic view of her small, firm ass.

Linda climbed onto the bed with me. I handed her a glass of cognac, and we both made a toast to the coming summer and the fantastic time we would be having. I looked into her eyes and sensing that she wouldn’t object, kissed her lips. Our tongues met, and in less than 30 seconds, we were both panting heavily. My right hand reached down to caress her ass, then slowly moved up to unbutton the rest of her shirt and pull it off her shoulders. I immediately attacked her left tit with my mouth while my hand went to work on the right one. Her nipples, which were as big as half-dollars, now stood hard and erect.  I started stroking her thighs and stomach, and when I inserted my fingers into her panties and began to finger her curly mound, her whole body froze. She clasped her long, thin thighs together, and her last moan stuck in her throat. It took me quite a while before I realized what was happening.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked her. In a soft, cute voice, she shyly admitted that she was, and this was the first time she was “really” being made love to.  This was one opportunity I had no intention of letting slip away. Pushing her back onto the bed, I planted a deep, forceful kiss on her wet mouth. Our tongues met and she moaned deeply. Her hands were rubbing my chest and back as I pulled her bikini panties off her legs. I again began fingering her cunt as I slowly worked my mouth down her tits to her pussy. I thrust my tongue between her parted thighs and began licking her dripping snatch. I slowly and teasingly lapped her thick and juicy pussy lips, and as I shoved my tongue up her fuck hole, I felt an obstruction. Here was a real virgin, in every sense of the word, just waiting to get fucked for the first time. Her cunt lips were closed so tightly together that I needed my fingers to pry them apart.

By now my prick was so hard that I thought I’d come right then and there. I climbed on top of Linda and turned her over so that she was now on top of me.  We kissed for a little while before I pushed her down to my cock. She pulled my shorts off, freeing my throbbing manhood, and began sucking hungrily. With her head bobbing up and down on my proud, hard, erect man-meat, it wasn’t long before I felt my load rushing to the blood-filled head of my eager cock. Slowly the semen began to spurt from my dick into her mouth. At first, she seemed surprised, but she hungrily took each squirt and swallowed all my spunk without missing a single drop. She kept on sucking my cock while I reached over, pulled her ass toward me so that we were in a sixty-nine position, and started licking and sucking on her soft, red-hot pussy. Suddenly Linda let out a scream and her sweet love juices squirted all over my face. She then turned around to face me and fell on top of me. We kissed softly while I stroked her lovely little ass.

By this time my prick had started to come alive again. I turned Linda over on her back and furiously kissed her on the lips while I spread her thighs wide open. I got between her legs, putting my cock on her pussy lips and teasingly stroking it up and down her cunt. Linda started moaning and begging me to fuck her, pleading that I be gentle — this was her first time. I reassured her and told her to relax and get ready for what she’d remember as being the best fuck of her life. She began massaging her tits as I continued to tease her pussy.  Then in one quick thrust, I pushed my prick into her tight, eager cunt, ripping her precious pussy sheath apart. Linda didn’t seem to feel it at all. She began to buck her hips up and down on the bed as I continued to fuck her little twat with long, forceful strokes. Her cunt gripped my prick like a clam and refused to let it go. We fucked wildly, our bodies moving in perfect unison. Linda regulated her body movements so that she would receive the full impact of my thrusts. By now she was moaning so loud that I thought she would wake up my housemate for sure. I’m pretty certain that he heard the screams when she finally reached orgasm.

I pounded Linda for about 15 minutes before I felt the familiar ache in my balls. Making one final thrust into her little pleasure hole, my cock erupted in a shattering orgasm, shooting thick loads of come deep into her cunt. We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and spent the rest of the weekend sucking and fucking. I eventually sent her back to her dorm on Sunday, but I will be picking her up this Friday night. I can’t wait to spend another exciting weekend with her.



Sumo lust

In Virginity on October 24, 2009 by Mariah Tagged: , , ,

It was spring. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the flowers were blooming and the dogs were crapping in the bushes. I was sitting on a park bench with my Fantastic Four graphic novel. I really liked Wieringo’s artwork. I guess some people thought I was a bit old for comics. I’d been to college for a few years, until I blew out my knee playing offensive line.

I guess you figured out by now that I’m a big guy. At six foot five and probably somewhere around 350, I catch a few second looks. But at twenty-six years old and I was still a virgin. That was about to change, big time.

Living in New York you get used to people screaming in all kinds of languages. At first I didn’t even look up from my book. When I heard the running footsteps I turned in their direction. A skinny little guy was running toward my bench. Right on his heels was a large young oriental woman. The guy was carrying a purse. He didn’t look like the purse carrying kind. I jumped off the bench and hit him with a pancake block. He dropped like wet cement. Then he glared up at me and reached inside his baggy pants. The gun had almost cleared his waistband when the big girl landed full force on top of him. All the air rushed out of his lungs. She was pounding his head into the grass when the cops showed up to take him away.

The girl introduced herself as Hisa and told me I’d been a very brave man. Now that things had calmed down, I’d finally had a chance to see how pretty she was. She didn’t look much older than twenty. She had beautiful almond shaped eyes, her long, silky black hair was tied back in a ponytail. Her sweat suit revealed a nice round set of tits and a friendly looking rump. When she kissed me on the cheek I noticed that she smelled like spice and flowers. I tried to start a conversation, knowing that I was going to sound stupid, as I always did around women I was attracted to.

“You run pretty fast.”

“Thank you,” she said with lowered eyes, “Training is very important.”

I looked at her large body and knew, for sure, that she wasn’t training for a road race.

“Training?” I asked with my usual eloquence.

“I am here from Japan for shin-zumo tournament. So sorry, female sumo wrestling is shin-zumo.”

I didn’t even know women did sumo wrestling, much less that they had international tournaments. I was trying to figure out something to say when Hisa picked up my fallen Fantastic Four collection and handed it back to me.

“You like the comic art, I see,” she said with a light accent.

I started to explain but she cut me off with her own praise of Wieringo’s work. We started talking about different comic artists from Jack Kirby to Tamaki Shin. The girl really knew her stuff. My words were flowing freely, it wasn’t like talking to any other woman I’d ever met.

“I have brought much new manga material with me,” she said. “Would you like to see it?”

I responded enthusiastically and before I knew it we were sitting on the bed in her hotel room. She brought out about two-dozen magazines and sat down next to me as I flipped through the pages. They were all in Japanese so I couldn’t read the text but some of the artwork was amazing. Some of it was also pretty erotic. The combination of the sexual images and the feel of Hisa’s fragrant body warmth right next to me on the bed were definitely stirring up my groin. I was trying to hide my erection under the magazine I was perusing. She must have noticed it anyway because her fingers slid under the magazine and gently rested on my crotch. I looked up into her pretty brown eyes. She smiled as she leaned forward to kiss me. Her hand began rubbing my hard-on, the magazine fell to the floor.

She unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard cock.

“You have a delightfully big penis. I have never seen one so big before,” she whispered seductively. When her soft lips wrapped around the shaft and it slid into her warm mouth I heard myself groan with pleasure. My hands slipped under sweatshirt to caress her smooth skin. Her back was incredibly muscular yet her warm skin was the softer than anything I’d ever felt in my life. My balls were on fire from her fantastic cock sucking. I really wanted to fuck her but was afraid that, if she continued sucking my cock with such enthusiasm, I was going to cum before I got the chance.

“Hisa,” I confessed, “I’ve never done this sort of thing before.

She looked up and smiled. Then she began undressing me.

“Don’t worry, Ben,” she whispered, “Hisa will take good care of you.”

Having stripped me naked, she eased me down on to my back and straddled me as she stripped. I’d always thought oriental girls had little tiny boobies but Hisa’s were deliciously round with little tiny dark brown circles around her erect nipples. As big as she was, she wasn’t really fat. Her slightly rounded belly looked tight. A bushy patch of black pubic hair began just a few inches down from her navel. I could see that her cunt lips were large and slightly parted.

Her beautiful breasts dangled in front of me as leaned down and softly ran her tender lips across mine. She reached down to grab my stiff dick, her soft hand sliding up and down the shaft a few times before she enveloped me in her wondrous wet warmth. Sitting up, she rocked slowly on my cock with her eyes closed. Her light moan mingled with mine. She was biting her thin lower lip. My hands reached back to grab her silky-smooth, firm round ass. I held on for dear life as she increased her fucking motions, rising up until just the head of my cock was inside her and then sliding back down until I was buried deep inside her sweet, hot Japanese pussy. Each time she pushed down she groaned with pleasure and squirmed a bit. Her cunt muscles seemed to pull at my cock as she held it in buried all the way and then rose again in a delicious sliding motion. We went at it like this, slowly building the sensations inside each other, for a few minutes. Her breathing was becoming a bit harsher, my heart was pounding, and even at this slow pace I wasn’t sure how long I was going to be able to hold on before cumming.

She leaned back down and gave me a deep kiss. Her mouth tasted sweet as our tongues tangled.

“Stay with me, Ben,” she panted, “it’s time for this white boy to cum inside a real woman.”

She braced herself with her arms on either side of my head and, once again, began sliding up and down on my dick but now her strokes were shorter and faster. I started fucking back at her thrusting pussy, still holding on to her full buttocks. Her breasts were swinging in my face. My mouth caught a nipple and I began to suck, causing her to moan loudly and increase the pace of her fucking. By now I was thrusting back just as hard and fast. We were caught up in a fucking frenzy, our big bodies slapping together. I could feel a massive load of cum churning in my balls and knew that I was moments away from a powerful orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum!” I warned her.

“Fuck me with your big, white cock,” she groaned, “give me your giant load of cum… fuck me… give it to me…. all your hot cum inside me!”

That’s about all it took. My body and brain exploded, my cock jerked and spurted deep inside that hot, pulsating, pumping pussy. She reached a hand over and began frantically rubbing her clit. I was just about on my final, spastic spurt when I felt her pussy tighten around me and heard her incoherent cries of ecstasy.

Her sweet, sweat slicked body collapsed on mine. I was finally a man. I’d given up my virginity for a taste of sumo lust.


Her dharma bum

In Virginity on October 24, 2009 by Mariah Tagged: , , ,

Aashka was working late again. It was well after midnight. Her programming project was buggy and bumping up against a deadline. It was beginning to seem that every solution generated two new problems. She wished this thing was over and done with. Just about every night and weekend for the past three months had been spent struggling with this project. Aashka was healthy young woman with strong needs. Back home in New Delhi, she was considered beautiful and, even here in the United States, her dark beauty, slender body and sparkling eyes turned heads. There was little doubt that she could find a man to sleep with her and bring feelings of satisfaction to her yoni but she had no time for social activities at the present time. The project needed to be brought to completion and she was stuck for answers.

Swallowing her pride, she headed for Clay’s office. She knew Clay would be there, even if there were nobody else left on the floor. It seemed to her that the pale redhead man lived in his office.

Though Clay was only twenty-three, he was unarguably the firm’s alpha geek. The tall redhead wrote elegant code and was responsible for several major contributions to the last release of Linux. He was a force to be reckoned with in the world of computers but was known to be shy and somewhat reclusive. Clay had no sex life. His only previous sexual experiences had been with his right, and sometimes his left, hand. Though he was fluent in many programming languages, he found it almost impossible to speak with women. When Aashka appeared in his doorway, he felt the familiar surges of frustrated lust but tried to push them aside. Her white blouse was stretched across her well-rounded chest, her short, flowing skirt complimented her round hips and sexy dark brown legs. There was no way he was ever going to be able to score with a sleek, beautiful woman like her. She probably had men standing in line to touch her full, round breasts and smooth brown patchouli scented skin. Clay imagined she probably had her strong, shapely dark legs wrapped around the man of her choosing every night. It’s funny how a man who knew so much could know so little.

Clay looked over her printouts and then inserted the CD she’d brought with her into his disk drive. Aashka thought he looked comfortable in his tee shirt and old gym shorts and wished she could dress so casual. He was intensely staring at the computer monitor, rapidly scrolling through her code and occasionally muttering to himself. She thought he looked cute with his tousled, curly red hair and light freckles. From the look of his pale skin, she wondered when was the last time he’d been out in the sun. The sudden sound of his voice broke through the fog of her musings.

“Could you grab my tarantula folder for me?” he asked.

“Tarantula folder?”

“Yeah,” he laughed. Aashka thought it was a friendly, pleasant laugh. “It’s in the cabinet over there. Don’t worry, it won’t bite. It’s my collection of notes on big, hairy problems. It’s probably in the bottom drawer.”

Clay marveled at the sweet roundness of her rear end as she bent to search for the folder. Just the sight of her sexy body was making him hard.

“I don’t see anything marked tarantula here,” she said.

Clay got up to help. He stood behind her looking over her shoulder. Distracted by her silky black hair he moved a step too close. His crotch bumped up against her curvaceous butt, pressing his erect dick up against the crack of her ass.

He quickly stumbled backwards with profuse, stuttering apologies.

Aashka smiled and looked over her shoulder at the blushing man-child. Her own horniness had been wreaking havoc with her concentration recently.

“Your lingham is hard with lust,” she said with a little giggle.

“Yeah, I…um…oh!” Clay’s feeble reply was cut short by the sight of Aashka dropping her black panties and lifting her skirt to reveal her lovely brown ass and dark haired pussy. He saw her fingers reach down and begin rubbing between her legs.

“My yoni has deep yearnings, it is wet with lust. Could you perhaps be so kind as to help me with this additional problem?”

Clay was afraid that if he said a word he was going to wake from this dream. He quickly stepped out of his gym shorts and briefs. His erection stood straight out from his copper pubes as he shakily moved toward her beautiful raised brown posterior. She reached behind her back and grabbed his hard pink cock with her tender brown hand. She guided it between her spread legs until he could feel the moist warmth of her slit. Her body shifted a bit and then she placed his rock solid dick inside her. Clay couldn’t believe how hot and tight her pussy felt. His hips pushed forward and Aashka let out a long moan while he buried himself deep within her hot, humid depths. Her vaginal muscles clenched around his shaft, somehow she was massaging his dick with her pussy. Though he wanted to fuck her fast and hard, Clay just stood there a moment, drowning in the swirling sensations her grasping, clutching, slick cunt muscles were sending through his cock and balls. It felt like time stood still and Clay never wanted it to start again. He wanted to die in the heat of her flaming, fantastic pussy.

Aashka began slowly moving, gently fucking him, her ass slowly rocking. He rubbed the silky brown flesh of her moving butt and began to slowly pump to her hypnotic, swaying beat of desire. Clay pushed up his tee shirt to feel her sweet smooth dark flesh against his. She ground her cunt against his cock a bit harder, a bit faster. He picked up on her fucking motions, sliding in and out of her cunt to the movements of the rotating, round ass that he held in his hands. Suddenly, he felt her fingers touch his plunging cock and then move up toward her hooded clit. With a deep groaning she began to rub her clit. Her ass was now thrusting against him and he started fucking her back as hard and fast as she was fucking him. It was now beyond all control. Their animalistic fucking buried their rational minds, driving them on in pounding, passionate fury. Their young nude torsos slapped together, the sounds echoing off the walls of the small office. What had started slow and gentle had become a sweat drenched, raw, lust driven race to orgasm accompanied by sub-human grunting and groaning. Clay’s breathing had become ragged, he felt like his heart was going to explode in his chest, he grabbed Aashka’s thrusting hips tight in both hands as their fast and furious final strokes drove them closer to meltdown. With one last powerful thrust, Clay’s cock drove deep into the hot, pulsating Indian pussy. His hips shook and twitched from the force of the cum tearing through him. Somewhere in the distance he heard Aashka’s desperate panting and long, loud moans. Her frantically, flashing fingers brought her over the top. Her rich brown flesh quivered with her orgasmic waves. Clay was grinning ear to ear.

Back in high school he’d written a paper on Kerouac’s “Dharma Bums”, little knowing that someday he would finally lose his virginity while riding the sweet curves of Aashka’s rippling dharma bum.