She was always laughing and was easy to talk to. We didn’t talk all that often, as she was my favorite of all the girls I obsessed over. We had almost identical schedules throughout junior and senior years, but we didn’t hang… after all, my fear of rejection kept me quiet and with few true friends. Katie didn’t have a boyfriend, and I always thought that all I had to do was ask…but you guessed it, I never did. Katie was always the center of the social scene… she controlled who was going to host the keg party and her older 21 yr old brother always got her the kegs. Katie was just cool, sexy, and funny… Katie had all the food groups if you know what I mean. I didn’t have a lot of friends, and those I had were equally shy… so that was our bond. No drinking, no dating for me… I didn’t even go to my junior prom. My obsession over Jen and Katie were paramount my junior year… I jerked indian off to them religiously… I envisioned them behaving according to their personality. That truth still holds true today… my spank bank is filled with women behaving according to their personalities… I preferred girls who acted sexually in reality as opposed to the porn acting we’re all accustomed to now. Jen shockingly was my favorite to jerk off to. She played hard to get… and so all I ever imagined was her giving me insane blow jobs. In my mind, the greatest imaginary story, was her blowing me, but not swallowing… as she thought that to be disgusting. Sex was never on the table, as her boyfriend John always bitched in locker room and the rumors I guess were never really rumors. Katie, on the other hand… never had any rumors, no boyfriend to spread them… but she was a ton of fun, so I always imagined her being a great lay, full of sexual energy, and a high sex drive. Senior Year came, and I had a plan, a goal, an agenda. GET FUCKING LAID!!!! I had a good sized growth spurt between junior and senior years. I probably grew and inch and filled out weight wise. I was solid but my fear of rejection stayed with me all senior year. As summer ended, I was prepared for school… get fucking laid one way or another. Day 1 of school, I walked in, tanned body wearing kacky pants and a pink shirt. I knew that today of all days, I was going to look my best. I had just come off a week long cruise with my parents and brother. Now with shorts on, I angled to the side of pool hut and quietly made my way to the back. Bob rewarded me with a nice tent in the front of his own shorts. The women were kissing, licking one another, drinking the cum that puddled on their skin. A ‘lethal’ combination. aren't you?" She then scurries to her feet, opens up the stall and walks out, carefully closing the stall behind her. And the shoes... My face was soon dripping with her warm saliva. I groaned, my tongue returning the favor to her. David was in his bed watching TV when his daughters surprised him by entering his room in the nude. Wrapping his fingers around the penis, Arthur let it glide over the tip in sensual strokes as he slid indian his hand up and down, prompting Sir Javid to groan in pleasure. She picks it up and finishes it. "No, please," she started to beg before he closed his hands too tightly for her to speak. She’s my best friend. I hissed, turning up the eroticism as best I could. He dropped the soap so I bent over to get it. "Your boobies are just fine the way they are. And then his lips were on hers, her soft warmth melting into his. Anne didn’t hear her and just kept sucking. I could feel Julia’s heartbeat against the tender flesh of my rectum, I could feel her tip oozing precum into the desecrated floor of me. She pulled slowly back, letting my hole relax, letting it close behind her, and then she drove, thrusting so hard my body lurched with the collision. Bull provoked, and before I promised everyone that I would pay them for an eight-hour shift and give them an extra two hours of pay for coming in on a Saturday. We are fully making out in front of my father. Better than any other gasping delight on a futa-dicks. The waiter tries to hide his smirk before heading to the window. Beck and Liz grabbed my hands and led me to the front. I washed my hair then myself all over, then straightened my hair, did my makeup making sure to use lip gloss not lip stick. “Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, breaking her kiss. She could feel Prem’s dick hardening in her pussy. "I don't know how you did that," muttered Jeni. I finally asked him when my panting and gasping began to subside. Liam then removed his right hand from her thigh, slid it along her bush until he reached clitoral hood, then started rubbing her engorged clit as he quickened his thrusts into her pussy. I turned another corner and saw some men working in a hole in the road. I grabbed her arm with one hand and whispered in her ear to stand still. Her tits slapped together. Linda filled me in on the awesome music system in the pool house, “He’s got a digital system with like a million songs, and a series of surround speakers that will blow your mind.” Mr. Baker gave a single chuckle, never taking his eyes off of his book. “So Joe. April had a concerned look, “Oh, how did he react?” Manjula snapped irritably.