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Friends who squirt together, stay together

 

 

 

 

I returned home for the weekend and got to meet up with some friends. I wondered what I was going to do in the small town; but, boy, I had fun! My gal friends and I went out to a cowboy dancing club to drink, laugh, and flirt. I didn’t think anything of it when my friends disappeared for minutes at a time; I had my sights set on this good-looking dude. But he kept mysteriously disappearing.

Finally, at the bar, I swung around and there he was. He said, “Hey gorgeous; I’ve been looking for you!” I smiled and he took my hand, leading me to a small closet. He slammed me up against the wall and began kissing me; I wrapped my legs around him and he pushed my panties aside, plunging deep inside of me. Our groans were stifled under the blare of the music. We straightened our clothes and returned to the dance floor. My girlfriends were ready to leave, and that was okay; I had gotten the guy’s phone number before he had slipped to the bathroom.

My girlfriends and I chattered on our way home; and, we shared our stories, particularly the one about a handsome young guy who had sex with in a small closet area. It was the same guy! We were livid and contrived a plan; I called him, telling him that I was sad that I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye. And, I asked him to come over to my place, where a lot of my girlfriends would be for a little party. He seemed excited, no doubt thinking he could snag a few more girls that night.

We rushed home, stripped, and began getting out the biggest toys in my toy chest. We each took turns, lying on our back, squirting. One person would use the largest dildo or vibrator; another would squirt; and the last one would catch the juice in a glass. We swapped off until we all squirted twice; then, we sucked each other’s pussies, thinking about how the fucker was going to drink our cum.

 

 

 

 

When he arrived, he was surprised to see us all in one location; but, he thought he was so suave that we didn’t know the truth, that he had fucked all of us. We all sat down on the couch with our drinks and began stroking his legs and ego. He smiled, “Well, girls, this is mighty pleasant.” I replied, “We’re all friends, and we love to share!” We encouraged him to finish his drink, tipping it up, and telling him that we would all have fun together after he finished.

Just like planned, one of my friends slid handcuffs around his hands, while another clasped a pair on his ankles. I straddled him, looking him in the eyes, and said, “Now, let the fun begin.” I told him that he had just drank all of our cum and now he was going to drink even more as well as anything else that came out of our holes. His eyes widened; but he could not get lose, no matter how hard he struggled. We all took turns covering him with our juices, laughing and cheering. As a final goodbye, we all stood up and squired on him one last time; he was drenched when he left, and we enjoyed the rest of the night relishing in our victory.

Short skirt … no panties…

 

I say the best place to meet a man is at the grocery store. Walking in with my tight little skirt on, no panties of course. I can tell how many men in this place gets hard at the thought of fucking a young girl. I can feel my pussy getting wet at all the responses I’m getting from these men. There’s no way the man next to me doesn’t see how wet my tight little pussy is when I bend over in front of him to pick up the apple I ‘accidentally’ dropped.

Oh yes, he saw it. His cock is bulging to be let out. I bet it would feel good being buried deep in this pussy. I want nothing more then for you to come behind me and take me right here in front of all these people. Come stick the big cock in this tight little pussy. Come give me what I’m begging for.

Payin’ Up, Torture-Style

 

 

The other night, my friends and I got really wasted and played poker with some of the frat guys. I didn’t know until the next morning that those stupid little round things they call ‘chips’ were money. So, there I had a hangover and a dude at my door, demanding $300. I had just gone clothes shopping and spent all the money Daddy had sent me. He laughed in my face and told me to be in the stairwell at one of the older buildings on campus that night. And, to wear something sexy. Even though I thought the location was weird, I didn’t have much choice. Sex for $300 wasn’t bad; I began thinking about how much money I could make.

So, the time came, and I put on some stockings that matched my lacey panties, black high heels, and a colorful babydoll negligée. It was dark, so most people thought I just probably had on a skimpy dress. I got to the building and he was waiting outside the stairwell. He seemed pleased. I was ready to fuck him so I could get back to the dorm; but, that wasn’t gonna happen just yet.

He held my hand and took me inside the stairwell. I looked up as far as I could see, and there were guys…some boys, some older men. I was confused. Then, I was told what to do: I’d have to have sex with any and everybody that came down those stairs. Anybody, any fantasy.

The first couple weren’t too bad; they just wanted blowjobs and titty-fucks. But, then, people got perverted. One guy pushed his beer bottle up my coochie and fucked me. Another guy took one of my shoes and put the heel inside my ass, almost whipping me apart; he kept saying, “Yeah, take that, you filthy two-bit whore”! I have no idea why he called me that, but he smelled like he hadn’t bathed in days, or at least hadn’t bathed in anything except his own piss.

One man brought his son, and I didn’t know what to think. The son pushed his gerbil in his little hands toward me; but, the dad waved it away and told him to do it himself. I was thinking, “What the fuck?!” Before I knew it, the little bastard had me bent over and was shoving that gerbil up my ass. “Now, son, make her lay down so little Freddy don’t slip out.” Lightheaded, I obeyed. The little boy crawled on top of me and I waited for him to shove his dick in my pussy. He didn’t, though. Instead, he balled up his fist and began hitting me between my legs. I yelled in pain, squeezing the gerbil even harder. I thought I would pass-out; the old man poured some bourbon down my throat to help me relax. I don’t remember him getting the gerbil out, but I know he did.

I probably stayed in that damn stairwell for at least six hours…and fucked at least 100 people. Some of ‘em were gangbangs, some were women. It was hazy, but I think the dude that I owed money stuck needles in my pussy and took pictures. All I do know for sure is that when I stumbled back to the dorm, all of my holes hurt like never before. I was bruised and bloody from different tortures and the unforgiving pavement. Every step that I took felt like knives were being stabbed in each and every muscle, some that I didn’t know I had!

Pre-party with bestie

 

 

 

 

 

 

My bestie’s birthday was this weekend, and it was so much fun! I decorated my dorm room, and she walked in before everyone had gotten there. So, we had some drinks; and, I began feeling really horny. I love my bestie; and, since I’ve become such a wicked cum-slut, I decided it was time to make my move. We put on our party hats and started acting silly; we were both drunk before we knew it.

I hiked up her skirt and saw that delicious pink pussy, and I knew that I had to taste it! To my delight, she wasn’t wearing panties; maybe she thought she’d get laid at her birthday party. And she would, but by me first. I licked her delicate pink lips and spread them with my fingers. I grinned up at her; she was already wet. She blushed and I continued to flick her clit with my tongue. She threw back her head and moaned.

I played with her little hole with my finger. I could feel her eyes on me as I continued to suck on her cunt. She pushed down the top of my dress, and I pressed by tits to her leg. Circling my finger around her asshole, she scooted closer to me, forcing me to take more of her clit into my mouth. I shoved two fingers into her tight, hot pussy; and she instantly started rocking against me. I felt moisture build up; and, before I knew it, she had squirted all over my face! Her sounds were yummy, too! I licked her juices off of me; and, then, she tasted her own cum on my tongue.

Someone suddenly knocked on the door and we rushed to put our clothes in place. The party was just getting started, but what a hell of a way to begin! My bestie turned to me before opening the door and said, “This has already been the best birthday party ever!”

No More Rules!

Now that I am in a sorority there are so many rules that I have to follow. I have to abide by certain rules. First of all, I was only able to wear my hair in a ponytail once a week. Also I had to wear my Greek letters every Wednesday. Lastly, any boy I wanted to fuck had to be approved by my Big Sister. If she agrees she has to be there to witness. This rule made me feel like I was Lindsay Lohan in that fucking movie Mean Girls. Ugh there were so many rules and if my big sister wanted to watch, I surely was going to give her a show. A few days ago I got Henry approved and we planned on doing some real freaky shit. Henry was really into scat and I was willing to do anything to get rid of these stupid rule for good. Henry came over and we started with some ass worship. I sat on his face and let him sniff my asshole. I told him to bury his whole face in my shit canal! He was so turned on and that is when the fun really began. Henry can only get off when he is getting shit smeared all over his face as he jerks his cock. I squatted over his mouth and pushed as hard as I could. With each push, long gaseous farts came out that filled the whole room with stink. Big Sister almost heaved but stood her ground. I think she though I was bluffing until lunch began to snake its way out of my exit. I pushed and pushed until a hot steaming shit pipe was covering Henry’s face. It was in his mouth, his hair, and honestly, all over the place. She still didn’t budge. That stubborn cunt. Only until he began to swallow chunks as I smeared it all over his face did she jet out the room! Being a mean girl never pays off and in the end? Let’s just say, the only time three people are in the room is if one of their twats are in my face and I have a dick in my ass. ;)

One Of The Best Mean Girls Around

Some of you know me, some of you do not.  Should you get to know me? Hell yes, especially if you are looking for a Supreme Mean Girl to laugh in your face.  It is so wonderful when a panty boy; whom doesn’t know he is a panty boy, spends time with me.  I get him all worked up, and when it’s time for me to deliver my sweet pink Princess pussy I deliver something else to him.  A nice pair of juiced up Princess panties all full full of my immaculate juice.  I smear it all over his face, then I press it into his mouth.  He just sucks and sucks on them, while I look down at him.  If he is lucky I may even flash my sweet little pink at him.  Nobody is that lucky though.

Just the other day during finals I needed some help with my paper to turn in.  I waited until the last minute to do it.  I usually just get good grades without even trying, so I thought I would just roll this paper right on out.  Professor made us change the way we did the paper.  Had I read the packet before hand I would of known this, but I’m a Princess so I don’t do directions.  There is a guy in class who I just knows wants some royal jelly on his dick.  I started to flirt with him, he just was the worst at flirting back.

I took him back to my apartment, and asked him if he would help me out with my paper.  He said sure, so I showed him my laptop, patted his head and thanked him for doing my paper for me, and I left.  He was still there when I got back.  Apparently he had no balls, just the way I like them, weak and needy. He finished the whole fucking paper!  It was good too.  I was amazed.  I asked him if he would like for me to thank him in a special way. 

He almost fell over as I started to strip out of my clothes, I made sure to blow kisses at him and rub on the outside of my panties.  I even flashed my tits at him.  I bent over and slapped my ass.  I kept asking him if he wanted my panties of this night.  He kept saying yes.  I was getting bored, so I told him to follow me.  He jumped up so fast.  I started to pull my panties down as I walked toward the door.  I pulled them all the way off, turned around to smile at him, he reached up to take the panties. I opened the door and acted like I was going to toss them outside and he reached for them, and I shoved him out the door.

I am not giving some guy who just happened to write a great paper for me my panties.  How dare he think he would get anything from me, I mean I already allowed him put his fingers on the keys to my laptop that I have touched.  I think that is more than enough of a thank you.

Candy Girl

I’m a sweet treat for you to eat! My pussy tastes like bubble gum, and it’s nice and sticky, wet, and warm. Maybe some melted cotton candy adoring my little titties will encourage you to swirl your tongue there like a rainbow cone until I melt along with it. Cum take a bite out of my delectable candied apple nippies, and then twist them like licorice until I scream. Yummy delicious! I am loving the way you stir me up, your finger on my clit as I’m groaning in pleasure. I just want more. Please feed me your cream filling. I want that luscious cock to splatter me like an abstract painting in the moistness of your insides. Give me potency. Feed me melted marshmallow fluff from your balls. Like jawbreakers. I will wrap my mouth around them and taste their smooth centers. Stick your thumb up my ass and I’ll let you see it’s like a bubble. When you burst inside of me, I’ll lick it all up ‘cus I’m a candy queen.

Chocolate Chocolate Mmmm Mmmm

 

Sooo, I went to this party tonight, and they had weed brownies. Yep. You know the ones. Chocolate on the outside, and a wild surprise on the inside, baby. Lemme let you in on a little secret: the munchies make me crazy horny! These slutty legs spread instantly and my sweet and sour sauce drips down these thighs for your enjoyment. Please, cum take a seat underneath me while I ride your stiff stick of milk-filled sausage like a professional butt-fucking bitch. There’s nothing better than a slutty party girl who is down to fuck in any way you want, anywhere you want, for however long you want. I’d even say that we’re the life of the party. Drugs and sex go naturally together, just like peanut butter and jelly. So how about you unbuckle your pants and pull out your slim jim. I’ll spread my little debbie oatmeal pie, and we can make some snack shop magic while we’re fucking and getting high. I do love a nice joint to finish off the evening of weed brownies and crazy, wild party sex.

BROKEN Insides!

My snatch got all ripped up by the burglars that came in last night while I was fast asleep. Laying in my bed fingering myself, I didn’t even hear the front door opening downstairs. My loud moans overruled their footsteps, and before I knew it there was a hand cumming over my mouth. “Scream and I’ll kill you,” he leaned down and whispered. Then he ripped down my sleep shorts and shoved his hand in his pants. Taking his dick stick out, he shoved it up inside of me and used up my cunt like I’d been waiting there all night for him to cum fuck. “So good,” he told me in a gravelly voice. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.” I was breathing so hard from that intense orgasm, I didn’t even hear the door closing behind him as he made his escape. My cunt hole was dripping with vag juice and dick stick sperm. It was gushing all up inside of me and turning me on all over again. I reached inside of myself and got as much of that magic sex potion as I could all over my fingers and then I licked at them eagerly and desperately like the bitch I am. I hope he comes back for more.

Totally D.T.F

 

I don’t know what it is about me but many people think I am not easy to approach. Guys tell me they get nervous before coming to talk to me because I’m so pretty.  Hehe, that made me blush.  I wish guys knew how nice I am! I’m a really sweet girl that’s always DTF. For those who don’t know, DTF stands for down to fuck . For example, if a guy approaches me in the hall and I see that he’s flirting with me, I’m going to see how far we can take things. Maybe we can be Thursday fuck buddies in the library at two. You can push my panties to the side and ram your swollen cock in my hungry cunnie while I’m bent over the card catalog. Or, I could be your personal cheer leader without a gag reflex before the football game. I’ll wrap my warm lips around the tip of your cock as you push it deep down past my tonsils. Mmm, I just love making new friends. The possibilities are endless! Just know, I never turn down a good fucking .