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She had been both awaiting this day and dreading this day for a long time. Her 18th birthday party. She had turned 18 just a few days before, but the town tradition was to wait until the first weekend after turning 18 in order to celebrate. Her town however was a little different than any other.
It was the night of Halloween and Nick had been invited to a house party. He didn’t know the hostess particularly well, she was more a friend of a friend, and so most of the people there were complete strangers to him, except for the small group of friends he had arrived with.
It was a fancy dress party, and Nick had turned up dressed as The Joker.
Upon arrival he had sought out the hostess so he could thank her for the party, and he found her talking with a girl dressed as Harley Quinn. ‘Harley’ saw him approaching and, mimicking her character, waved to him, exclaiming “Over here, Mr J!”
Smiling to himself, Nick sauntered up to the pair of girls. He thanked the hostess and then turned to the other girl, “I wasn’t expecting to see you here, Harley”.
Nick, and the girl dressed as Harley, hit it off straight away, spending most of the night talking and joking with one another.
They had been talking for a couple of hours, and the party was getting busier, so ‘Harley’ led Nick upstairs to the hostess’s bedroom, closing the door behind them. They knew they weren’t supposed to be in here, but that didn’t stop ‘Harley’ from pushing Nick onto the bed and straddling him. She kissed him passionately as he placed his hands on her hips.
She began to grind her pussy against Nick’s crotch, as his hands explored her body. He found the lacy bow at her back that kept her top in place and pulled at one end; the bow unravelled and her top became loose around her. She allowed him to pull it up over her head and then, grinning at him mischievously, she unclasped her bra and threw it aside.
Nick took one of her large breasts into his mouth and sucked, teasing her nipple with his tongue, as she unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. He sucked hard on her nipple, pulling at it slightly before letting it bounce back.
‘Harley’ pulled his trousers and boxers off all in one and then laid down between his legs, wrapping her mouth around his cock and running her tongue over the head. Nick put his fingers through her hair and used his hand to control the speed at which she bobbed her head while sucking on his throbbing dick. She was talented, and could take a lot of his shaft down her throat before gagging.
Without taking his cock out of her mouth ‘Harley’ spun around so that her pussy was close to Nick’s face. She was wearing a skirt, and with this new point of view Nick realised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was already incredibly wet, and Nick caught a strand of her cum on his tongue before licking all the way up and down between her lips. Nick’s tongue explored every part of her pussy, as she quietly moaned against his cock.
For the first time in fifteen minutes ‘Harley’ took Nick’s cock out of her mouth. “I want to feel you inside of me” she panted, as Nick’s tongue flicked over her clit rapidly.
She spun around again, grabbed Nick’s cock, and guided it inside her dripping cunt. Nick moaned as she slowly slid all of the way down his cock and then back up again in a single, smooth motion. She gradually built up speed as she rode him until they reached a steady pace.
‘Harley’ ground her clit against Nick as his cock slipped in and out of her pussy. She leant further over him and he sucked eagerly on one of her nipples, while he teased the other with his fingers, gently squeezing it.
Nick clamped a hand over ‘Harley’s’ mouth as she moaned loudly. He flipped her onto her stomach, positioned himself between her legs and thrust into her, his hand still stifling her moans. He was pounding her tight cunt hard and fast, her breathing heavy against his hand.
‘Harley’ felt the pleasure growing throughout her body and thrust back against Nick as he thrust forward. She was so wet that it could be heard each time Nick’s throbbing cock plunged into her.
She felt Nick’s fingers rubbing her clit just as her climax hit. Her orgasm was so intense she was gasping for air. She could feel a pressure in her pussy she hadn’t felt before and, when Nick pulled out of her, she squirted for the first time in her life. Nick’s fingers were still vigorously rubbing her clit and wave after wave of cum gushed out of her. The bed was drenched by the time she had finished her orgasm.
Her pussy was still convulsing when Nick rammed his shaft back inside her. The walls of her cunt massaged his cock as he fucked her in short shallow strokes, and it wasn’t long before he reached his own orgasm, his cum mixing with what was left of her own as he shot a river of potent seed inside her.
They got dressed and went back to the party. Cum leaked down ‘Harley’s’ legs as they mingled with the other guests. When no one but Nick was looking she used her finger to wipe it up and then sucked on it seductively.
Nick received a text a few weeks later from a number his phone didn’t recognise. The message read “Hi, were you dressed as The Joker at Halloween? I was Harley Quinn. We need to talk…”
I had barely known her. Dani, I think her name was. She was a pretty little thing. A sweet girl, maybe a little too sweet. I didn’t bother to ask her if she was of age, I just kind of figured she was. She was after all at the party. This was a party for the grown ups.
One thing that I had noticed that Dani was trying to being social, trying to get along with the others. She did seem a bit a bored, almost at the verge of leaving to go find something to do. I could only hope that when after I approached her, I could be that somethingshe had decided to do.
Though as she leaned over to pick up her shoes, and her jacket, I just happened to be there, for her to bump right into. Allowing her to press that rear of hers ever so surely back against my crotch. Making her jump slightly in surprise. Mostly at the feel of that slight press of that muscle rubbing against her through those jeans. Maybe it was slight shock, or embarrassment, she let herself linger for a couple seconds longer. Almost experiencing that thickening muscle as it pressed against her through the two barriers that separated us.
Easing herself back up, she took a step forward again. I could tell she was a little embarrassed. The faint red upon her cheeks even as I stared at her with that predatory gaze. The same look that seemed to have brought on a small shiver. She hadn’t moved at least not, nor had she said much, as we stared at each other for a moment. As if contemplating what to do.
“James,” I offered just loud enough for her to hear. A lie, but then again I hadn’t planned on seeing her again. I was just wasn’t looking for any sort of commitment. Just to get my enjoyment.
“Dani,” she offered with that coy little embarrassed smile.
At least she wasn’t trying to get away from me. I wouldn’t have blamed her if she had. After all, she had just put herself in a rather awkward situation. Maybe she just wasn’t sure how to get herself out of it. I wasn’t exactly going to let her get to far. Oh no, she was just the one I wanted.
Slender body, a nice ass ass, and a set of tits that were bigger then handfuls. I wanted to change that, ruin this body of hers. Put a little weight on her, and destroy this body of hers. It made my cock twitch at that thought of seeing her nine months from now, waddling around with that baby fat. Breasts swollen with milk, ready to burst. It was an arousing thought. I could only hope she wasn’t on any certain birth control.
Now fast forward, a couple more minutes, and I couldn’t really remember how we got from the crowded living room to upstairs hall way closet. It might not have been the sexiest of locations, but I wasn’t going to complain. I could just write it off as a location that I have had sex in.
I could still remember the way I had her body bent over slightly. Those elastic waist band of her black pants wrapped around her knees, with no panties in sight. Hell, I could remember just then thinking that she was here to fuck. Why else had she had let me bring her to a closet. A complete stranger. There had been no mention of protection or even pulling out.
Only her little whimpers as I teased her body. Nibbling on side of her ear. My hands pulling up that hoodie up to let my hands cup those breasts. My own jeans were down to my ankles. Lingering there as I ground my own hard cock against her. rubbing the upper portion up to tease along the lips of her pussy. Teasing her all the way until she couldn’t take it anymore.
I couldn’t help but love the feel of her soft fingers wrapping themselves around my hard cock. Gripping onto it tightly so I could hold still long enough so she could guide it up. She brought the fat head up to press right against the lips of her pussy and forced the head to spread her. Making her groan out loud. My first couple inches disappeared with in.
She was so damn tight, and so fucking wet. Her juices were dribbling down upon the length of my cock. Letting it dribble down upon those heavy cum laden balls of mine. I had been saving up several days worth till I could find the right female. I couldn’t help but groan as I felt her release her grip and let me take that control. I let my right hand to around her breast, and the other came to her hip. Clinging onto it tightly.
I never was a patient man, had I mentioned that before? Maybe that was the reason why I had to drive myself in deep all at once. I wanted to make her squirm, I wanted to make her gasp. Bounce up a little bit. Which is why I drove myself forward. Slamming my hips right up into her. To force feed all of that hard cock up within her. Her hands pressed against the wall. Nails pressing into the center trim board. Probably digging into it from the surprise of me doing so. I could only let myself linger inside but for a couple seconds. To savor the tightness I was ruining.
The sound of her whimpers were like music to my ears. I could hear it only because of the close proximity of us being together. Otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to hear it over the thumping music and voices coming from downstairs.
My hips drew back, and slammed back forward. Making my pelvis bounce off of her ass I drew in deep inside of her with each thrust. Rough, thrusts that made her bounce with it. To push up against that wall. It didn’t help that she was trying to keep herself being fucked right into the wall. I wasn’t trying to be gentle. I wanted to fuck, and I wanted to unload inside of her, kind of quickly. Though she still hadn’t mentioned any complaints.
Rapid, harsh thrusts as I growled into her ear. Fucking her roughly, though she was probably going to be a bit sore the next day. The way I kept fucking her, pounding my hard cock up inside of her. Over and over I drove into her. My lips pressing against her neck. Growling into it, as I bit her. That seemed to get a reaction out of her, making her clench hard on my cock as well. Each time I bit or nibbled on her flesh she clenched down hard on my cock. Until she started to cum. Her entire body started to shake even as one her hands came back to clench at one of my thighs. Nails digging into the flesh slightly.
I didn’t mind so much as I kept taking her. The fact that I was making her cum from this hard fucking was intoxicating. It was almost like I was trying to mark my territory. To show her that she was mine to use. Not that I had any intention of keeping her.
By the third orgasm, I was getting close. I could feel myself twitching inside of her. Pulsating and throbbing. Thickening, and I could feel my balls tingling just before I started to cum. I growled into her ear and slammed into her a few more times before pinning myself hard into her. Pressing myself as deep as I could. Her eyes shot open and she gasped when she felt the first stream of that hot stream shot up into her. She tried to push me off, to get me to back off of her. Though she was to weak, too drunk on her own pleasure.
My only thought was she was afraid she was going to get pregnant. Maybe she was just remembering she was ovulating or something. I hadn’t really cared though. I was trying to do just that. Maybe it was the fact that I kept throbbing inside of her. Emptying stream after stream inside of her fertile pussy, that it made her cum again. Making her cervix drink right up that cum. Her hands clenched at my wrists. Digging her nails into them. Until the pleasure washed over me. God I wanted to do it again. I finally slid out of her, and she slumped downward. It must of been her legs finally giving out. She knelt there, lingering. My juices dripping out of her as she leaned against that wall. Her eyes closed.
She never even noticed when I pulled my pants up, and left. Well maybe she did till later. She never even got my number.
It wasn’t until months later, that I saw her again. Walking around that grocery store, with a very large bulge bouncing slightly. MMmph, she was a damn sexy sight. I left then, making sure she hadn’t seen me. Maybe it was time to shop some where else.
At least I knew my work was done.
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by ladylolalove on lushstories.com
I was in a foulmood. My week had been full of deadlines and meetings and my asshole boss had dumped a huge workload on me. To top it off, the air conditioning in the office was broken, so I’d spent long days sweating in the office, longing to feel cool air on my skin.
It was Friday evening and, having decided that I no longer cared what my boss thought of me, I’d left the office on time, at 6pm. The commute home was doing nothing to improve my mood. Living out of down might make sense financially but it means having to deal with trains rammed full of rude business people on a daily basis. Already having to stand up, I scowled as we pulled into a stop. Bodies pressed against mine as the carriage filled up. The air was warm and thick and a trickle of sweat danced down my neck, lingering for a moment before slipping between my breasts. I sighed, longing to be home. My plans for Friday night were simple: wine, pizza, bath, vibrator, sleep. After the week I’d had, I deserved a relaxing evening.
I looked out of the window, noticing my reflection as the countryside passed by in a blur. I looked tired. My curly black hair was scraped back into a bun and I hadn’t had the energy to put on any makeup. I’d never considered myself a natural beauty but, luckily, I was blessed with unblemished dark skin, full lips and an enviably curvy figure. As the train sped past a church, I realised where we were. We’d be going round a sharp bend soon. Used to this journey, I braced myself for the turn, planting my feet wide apart. The person behind me was obviously less accustomed to the journey and fell forward as the train turned. I felt their body press up against me, particularly pushing into my round backside. A man muttered an apology and I craned my neck to see him. A smile fluttered over my lips as I quickly took him in. He was effortlessly handsome: olive skinned with large green eyes and brown hair. As I turned back around, I couldn’t stop thinking about his mouth. In contrast with his neatly trimmed thick beard, his lips looked soft and sensuous. I shook my head gently, trying and failing to dispel any thoughts of this stranger. Perhaps I’d have to change my plans slightly: vibrator, wine, pizza, bath, sleep.
At the next stop, even more people filed onto the train. Everyone shifted to accommodate them,meaning that any gaps were filled. I felt a gentle pressure against my back and knew that the handsome stranger had moved closer to me. As the train pulled out of the station, our bodies began to move as one. The train rocked gently and so did we, our bodies in perfect synergy. I sighed. It felt so good but was surely just a result of our circumstances. Would this man ever press himself against me if we weren’t squashed into a busy commuter train? Testing the water, I shifted my weight, pushing my thighs and backside against him. He didn’t pull back and our bodies continued to move together. At the next corner, he stumbled slightly and put his arm around me to balance himself. His arm remained there, holding me tightly against his body and I savoured the feeling of his strong hand against my body. It wasn’t just his hand that was touching me. As the train moved, a hardness began to stir in his crotch. He cleared his throat, pressing himself against me as he did so. Shivers ran through me as this stranger began to rub his crotch on my backside.
I glanced at my watch - only 15 more minutes until we arrived at my stop. If I wanted more, I had to make it happen now. Glad that I’d thrown on such a summery outfit that morning, I reached behind me, took the hem of my dress in my hand and lifted the skirt to my waist. From the front, I looked like any other woman taking the train. At the back, my dress was bunched up, leaving my silky skin exposed to the man rubbing himself against me. I heard a sound and smiled as I recognised it as a belt buckle being undone. Knowing what was coming made my breath quicken and I became aware of a wetness between my legs. Wordlessly, the stranger put his hand between my legs, gently forcing them apart. I leant forward slightly and felt his fingers pull my knickers to the side, then gently graze my slit. They stayed there for a minute or two, resting between my wet pussy lips. I moaned slightly as he pulled away, disappointed at the emptiness he’d left me with. My groan soon turned to one of pleasure as I felt something bigger than a finger between my legs. Trying to act as casually as possible, I leant against the wall, silently begging my new friend to push his cock inside me. He obliged. It took all of my strength not to moan or cry our as he filled my tight wet hole. He stayed inside me, letting the train move our bodies instead of sliding his cock in and out of me. It was ecstasy, feeling a stranger inside me in a public space. I’m sure one or two passengers were aware of what we were doing but I was too aroused to care. My hand found my clit and I began to rub my little bud. At the same time, I felt fingers brush my ass as the stranger squeezed and stroked his balls.
Mere minutes before we arrived at my stop, I felt the pressure rise inside me. I moved my fingers faster on my clit, tracing hard circles on my sensitive skin. It normally takes a lot to bring me to orgasm but the sheer eroticism of the situation was more than I could handle. As if he knew what I was thinking, the stranger removed his hand from his balls and moved it to my chest, pinching my nipple. Even through my dress and the thin material of my lacy bra, his touch felt divine. The train began to slow and he thrust into me. Once, twice, three times was all I needed to push me over the edge. I bit my lip as I came, my orgasm flowing through me in intense waves. The spasming of my muscles around his cock must have been amazing because, within seconds, I felt a thick, warm liquid filling me. The stranger moved both hands to my waist and held me there for a minute, keeping our bodies close as we both came down from our climax. “I get off at the next stop” I said, my voice huskier than I expected.
He didn’t reply but slowly pulled his still-hard cock out of me. My dress fell back into place, preserving whatever modesty I had left. As we pulled into the station I turned to face him. He had done his belt up but there was still an noticeable bulge in his crotch. Smiling, I looked up and kissed him. His lips were as I imagine: soft, sensual and pulling me in for more. As the train stopped, so too did our kiss. The stranger picked up my bag for me and I thought I saw something fall into it from his sleeve. The doors were closing so I barely even had time to smile goodbye at him before stepping off the train. As it sped away, I stood on the platform, dumbfounded. My heart was still pounding and I felt strangely alone without the stranger’s touch.
I stayed there for a few moments while I regained my composure. Several passengers smirked at me as they walked towards the effort and I realised that my liaison has probably been less than discrete.
“Oh well” I thought to myself “when am I ever going to do anything like that again?”
Smiling at the naughtiness of it all, I reached into my bag. My fingertips brushed something unexpected: a business card. It seemed my new lover wanted to be more than just a stranger on the train.
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so i redownloaded grindr xtra. the ability to filter how you want PLUS seeing unlimited guys is a life saver. i usually just toggle “position: top” and “looking for: right now.” & had 3 amazing successes today alone.
#1 is a discreet 18 year old high school senior. i picked him up from his house (he can’t host) & took him to a nearby park. it was awkward in the car as he was also smoking (my) weed & watching porn on his phone, so we went to a nearby portapotty. he sat on the toilet, pipe in one hand & phone and lighter in the other. i was on my knees. it was cramped for me, but i was willing to make do. his dick was a pretty average size. the best part was his foreskin. even when hard, it covered his whole glans. he said he hadn’t showered since yesterday morning & i could tell. i was in heaven. after a few porntube videos & 2 bowls, he pumped one of the biggest loads i’ve ever had into my mouth. i licked the couple of drops that escaped my mouth, he squeezed his dick to get all the cum out & i sucked it like a dog trying to get every bit of peanut butter out of the kong. he was quick to get up, but i was on my knees in pure bliss. he told me i’m definitely in his “top 2 cocksuckers.” apparently a twink who goes to the u of oklahoma is slightly better. i’m honored, as it seems he’s used a lot of mouths, & i hope he uses mine again, but i wanna be number 1.
#2 is a 26 year old. after chatting, he gave me his address. i got to the apartment complex & he told me the apartment number, that it was unlocked & to go to the last room in hall and start servicing. i did. no introduction, no “hi how are you?”, just me climbing onto the foot of his bed & sucking. maybe average girth, but very long. i started to throw up a handful of times, thankfully i only had water & a red hill on my stomach. after throating him in silence for a while he asked if i wanted his load. i moaned in the affirmative. he shoved my head down onto his dick & busted in the back of my throat. unfortunately, i didn’t taste it, but i know i earner it nonetheless. i thanked him & left.
#3 is a 20 year old student living near the campus of his university. i pulled up to park where he said. there was someone breaking into a car on the same block, but i couldn’t be deterred. he met me at his door & led me into his bedroom. he took his shirt off & told me to play with his nipples. he’s very specific about what he wants done: the way he wants 1 sucked & 1 pinched, & then when i was sucking his dick, he had me pinch each. i stopped once or twice bc kneeling at the foot of someone’s bed while they’re lying down, sucking them & extending both arms to play with their nipples is very uncomfortable. but he was persistent, which i appreciate. what kind of fag am i if i prioritize my comfort over this man’s pleasure? he was the most aggressive & verbal, saying things like, “yeah take that dick,” while i was gagging on it. his was the shortest of the 3, but just slightly less than average maybe, still enough to choke on. it was thick tho. when i brought up its girth (sucking a thick dick has challenges), he said something like, “yeah imagine how much it’s gonna stretch that little pussy of yours.” (there was a lapse in my truvada, so it’s oral only for a few days, which he understood—he wants to raw me). his load wasn’t the biggest & didn’t taste the best, but it’s the one i worked hardest for. he had some cum on his hand as he was shoving my head down, and i slurped that and every other drop up i could see. i thanked him & left.
don’t know any of their names, i just called them sir when it came up. they don’t know mine, they just called me bitch.
my throat is still sore, my neck aches & my lips are puffy. & im still on grindr looking for the next dick to service.
this is gonna be a good week.
