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"OH FUCK!" she cried. I grabbed her waist and began fucking her harder, pounding my cock deep into her cunt from behind, her enormous tits swaying violently as I sent her to a trembling orgasm. She moaned into her lover's pussy in front of her, nibbling hard on her clit.

"My turn baby," I said, pulling my cock out. I grabbed it and began pumping it, forcing the cum out. She rolled onto her back as a long rope of cum squirted out and landed across her left tit. She laid there, eyes closed, smiling in great pleasure. The next five ropes of cum landed all over the face and in her blonde hair sprawled out on the bed. Her face was covered in cum as she began licking her lip, tasting my hot cum. I moved up, straddling her tits and put?

"Steve, I'm home!" a voice cried out, bringing me back to reality.

"SHIT!"

I quickly hit the "eject" button as a new scene with two hot (and nasty) cheerleaders started, and the DVD popped out. I quickly grabbed it, reminding myself that I'd REALLY have to watch that later. I place the DVD in its discreet black case and turn off the TV, slipping the case under my arm. I grabbed my nine-inch erection and stuffed it back into my boxers, wincing as it tried to pop back out.

"Steve? Are you in here?" a female voice called again.

I tried to slip out the living room and to the stairs, but was confronted by my twin sister, (younger, I might add) Sarah. Growing up with a twin isn't as bad as everyone says it is. For eighteen years we'd been brother and sister, and almost all my life I've heard about how twin sisters were always such a pain, etc., etc, and etc., but it really didn't bother me?that is except whenever she came home early from cheerleading, and interrupted my time with my cock and a hot porno.

"Hey Steve," she said. She was wearing her cheerleading outfit, short frilly yellow skirt, and a red top, low-cut to give the audience some view of the cleavage of her 35D breasts. She was five feet six inches, a little taller than most of the other girls, but nothing on my six feet. Her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail that hung down to her wait, nearly touching her ass.

"Hey," I said, trying to get through so she wouldn't be able to see my erection, stretching the fabric of my boxers, nearly causing them to rip.

"Not out with the guys?" she asked, stalling me. I didn't know if this was regular conversation, or had she seen my erection?

"Nah, you know them, they got detention."

"So got nothing to do, eh?"

"No, actually I've got some work to do," I lied, making my way up to my room.

"Steve," she called when I was halfway up.

"Yeah?"

"Remember that Mom wants you to fold the laundry before dinner, so don't be jacking off all afternoon," she said winking at me and then leaving. Embarrassed, I went to my room, took out one of my porn magazine and jacked off to images of young college girls doing each other.

Sarah and I were as close as brother and sister was concerned, maybe a little closer. It didn't bother me when I was in my boxers and I don't think it bothered her either, though I don't think I've seen her in the underwear for years, but we weren't close enough to be casual about talking about sex so her comment, though harmless fun, really made me red and embarrassed.

Two weeks passed by until one day at school we were given an assignment. I went to a private school, unlike my sister who went public. Though I had to work to pay for most of the tuition, it was worth it?sort of. There was a great education program without the nerds and all the guys were really cool, and the girls were hot, I might add, though they were the "untouchables," those rich, uptight girls that don't deal with anyone without a seven digit bank account and a couple dozen beach homes, ski resorts, countryside villas, and no less than three Pacific islands.

Anyway, we were given a social ethics project and paired up into teams of two. I was lucky that I was paired with Amy St. Cross, a very, emphasis on very, rich girl, but not like the others. She was about five feet four, short blonde, shoulder length hair, a nice set of tits that would fit nicely in my hands. In her tight bra, anyone could mistake that cleavage for large tits, but when you stand next to her, you could see that they weren't as big as you may have thought, but still large enough to be almost more than a handful. But most importantly, she was nice and everyone's friend, very smart, a bit shy, but nevertheless always popular. In short, she was the girl of my dreams.

"Why don't I come to your house this afternoon?" she asked shyly in the parking lot after school.

"Um, what's wrong with yours?" I asked, embarrassed at the BIG social difference between us. I'd pass by the house before, noticed all the cars (that weren't in the garage, anyway), seen the yard, the ranch, the pool, (and whatever else was back there), and the mansion that could fit ten families with room to spare.

"Nothing, but I'm sortta on my dad's bad side right now and don't want him canlı bahis şirketleri on my back." Easy, I thought, just disappear somewhere in your house.

"Alright," I said, getting into my old, beat up car. "Just follow me home. Don't worry, only a blind man would lose sight of this piece of shit."

She gave a slight laugh and said, "Actually, that's why I'm in trouble. I sotta dented my Porsche."

"And how 'bout the other cars. You dent them too?" I asked sarcastically.

"Funny," she said in a more serious tone, but brightening quickly, "We're not that all that different. I get in trouble when I screw up too."

"Yeah, but I always assumed that you getting punished would mean you credit limit reduced to only a couple thousand," I replied, laughing and getting in my car. Amy quickly hopped into the passenger and we sped off. It took all my will power not to look at her black skirt riding up in the car ride, or her tits that was available for all to see with the blouse with the top few buttons loose.

Arriving home, I parked the car, and, acting like a gentleman, slid across the hood to open the door for the lady.

"Funny," she said, with a smile as she accepted my hand and got out. Unlocking the front door, we walked in and suddenly I felt ashamed at where I lived.

"Where is everyone?" she asked.

"Mom and Dad are at work and my sis is probably at cheerleading practice. No one will be home for probably another three hours," I said.

"So where's your room?" she asked. I led her up the stairs and to my room, which I felt made up for anything else wrong with the house. Very clean, it appeared larger than it really was, with a full couch in far-left corner, my large desk and computer to my left, and my bed in the far-right corner, right under a very large pane window overlooking the backyard. The walls were covered in posters of the usual; you know rock bands, stupid jokes and practically naked women in suggestive poses.

"Nice room, she said sitting down on the couch."

"Thanks, but you don't have to say anything to make me good."

"No, I mean it," she said with a smile. I sat down besides her, quickly checking that none of my porno magazines were sticking out from under the couch (I'm not creative in hiding porn. I see it as easy access allows faster pleasure).

"Can I ask you something?" she said shyly.

"Yeah, what?"

"You don't think of me as another rich girl who can have whatever she wants, do you?" she asked in a tone that meant she wasn't fucking around her.

"No, why?"

"It's just that everyone I go out with only want me because of my money."

"Now, that's just wrong," I said, slowly shaking my head.

"So you wouldn't think of my family and all that other crap if I did this?" she asked while leaning over slowly, clumsily pressing her lips against mine. I felt her tongue snake its way it my mouth and met with mine. But all I could think about was soft lips, her gentle touch.

"I wouldn't mind at all," I said, pulling back. Amy's hands immediately found my tie and pulled the knot loose and quickly unbuttoned my shirt while I continued to kiss her, holding her soft cheeks in between my hands. We pulled apart and hugged, feeling each other in our hands. It was a wonderful feeling as I began kissing her neck and shoulders. Her hands undid my belt and started softly touching my cock through my boxers with her delicate fingers. Getting up, I pulled off my pants and kicked him aside.

"You're turn," I said, taking her hands, helping her onto her feet and then taking my place back on the couch.

She stood up and undid the leftover buttons on her blouse, exposes a beautiful low cut black bra, showing off much of her 30C breasts that looked stunningly perfect on her body. Amy reached behind her and unclasped her bra, still hugging it shyly to her breasts. Slowly, she let it drop to the floor and blushed as I admired her tits. Her hard nipples stood erect on her perky breasts. My eyes quickly went to her hands as she unzipped the zipper in back of her skirt, letting it drop to the floor.

My cock must have grown another two inches as I saw her wearing what looked more like a G-string than thong underwear. Facing me, she bent down, pulling her underwear off. My eyes watched her slightly swaying breasts, blocking the view of her twat as she bent over, watching me and smiling. When she stood back up, I could feel my cum begging to be released as I saw her shaved pussy, so tight and young.

"Oh God, you're so hot," I said.

"And what about you?" she asked. She walked over to me and pulled off my boxers. Lifting my ass, they slipped off very easily and I felt a wave of relief as it was released from its confinements.

"Oh my God!" she cried when she caught sight of my full nine inches, its large head leaking pre-cum down the shaft.

"It's so big, I feel a little intimidated," she said sitting down next to me. Now if you must know something about me, it's that I'm still a virgin. Yeah, that's canlı kaçak iddaa right, I can't believe it either. Has the world gone so terribly wrong that a guy voted least likely to get laid in a school poll can't get laid before his eighteen? What has the world come to?

She took my cock in her hands and began to pump it, already lubed with the pre-cum dripping out. We kissed again, my hands finding her breasts and began touching her soft skin, delicate, but hard nipples. My fingers worked their way down her tight stomach and across the shaved pubic mound and touched her tight cunt. I got onto my knees off the couch and laid her back, my right hand rubbing her pretty cunt. Her left hand reached down and continued to stoke my cock as I parted her pussy lips and slid a finger in.

Her pussy walls clamped it hard as I struggled to pump it in and out. Her hand on my cock suddenly got tighter and she moaned in pleasure.

"Oh God, yes, that's it. Fuck me with your finger, oh yeah, oh FUCK!" she moaned, squeezing my cock tightly in her hand. I couldn't believe my ears. This wasn't the smart, shy Amy St. Cross that we all knew. No, this was a horny little slut that loved to talk dirty when getting fucked.

"Watch what you hold onto Amy," I said.

"Sorry," she said, blushing and continued gently stocking my cock. "Its just that?well I'm not a virgin?I mean?technically?it was just once time?it was so small?and I don't think that?uuhhhh?oh God!" she moaned. I slipped another finger and began pumping into her to help her stop talking and start enjoying it was much as I did.

"Shhhh, just relax," I said, taking her right nipple into my mouth. She giggled at my warm touch on her cold, sensitive nipples, arching her back and gasping for air. My fingers began to work faster in her pussy as she got even wetter, tighter, and even hotter.

"Jesus Christ! Fuck, fuck?uuhhh, oh FUCK!" she screamed before a tremble went through her body as her orgasm came. I just continued to fuck her with my fingers, sliding a third one in, rotating them inside her as she continued to cum.

"Ah, ah, ahhhh," she moaned. I gently placed my thumb onto her clit and began rubbing it between my fingers. Gently at first, I began to pinch it and tug lightly on it as I bit and sucked on her nipple. Her body began to tremble and shake violently. She was unable to talk; moans involuntarily escaped her lips and was music to me ears.

Her moans filled the room, which soon turn into high pitch screams with every thrust of my fingers in the hot snatch. It was a good thing no one was home, but I wasn't sure what the neighbors would think.

"C'mon, baby, keep on cumming for me," I whispered.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum. Oh God, please make me cum some more!" she whispered back, harshly and out of breath. Her chest was heaving up and down, making it hard for me to keep my mouth on her breasts.

"Oh FUCK!" she screamed as her most intense orgasm ripped through her body. Her body trembled and arched upwards, then withered back down, rolling onto her stomach, sweating and gasping for air.

"Oh god, that was so fucking good," she said.

"Was it just 'good'?" I asked.

"Oh no, it the best fucking time ever," she said, pulling me onto the couch, next to her as she sat up. We kissed again, this time with more passion. I reached down and with two fingers, wiped the cum streaming from her legs and tasted her sweet juice in my mouth. I reached my hand down again, only this time, I parted her pussy lips and scooped out a glob of her pussy cum, making sure to linger in her cunt for a while. Lifting my fingers up, I placed them at Amy's lips and she opened hesitantly to taste her own cum, but soon she was sucking with eager on my fingers, though I was reluctant to pull them away.

"Jeez Amy, you like tasting your own cum, don't you baby?" I asked.

"Mmmm, it tasted so good?but there's still something else I wanna taste."

"And what's that?"

"I think you know," she said with a smile.

And with that, she bent over and grabbed my throbbing cock. It was already slick with the pre-cum that previously oozed out, making it a little harder for her to have a firm grip. Holding it, she began licking up and down the shaft, taking all of the wetness into her mouth. Now she moved onto all fours on the couch and both hands were working on my cock. Kissing the large head of it, she swirled her tongue around it before slowly lowering her face onto my cock.

"Oh, baby, that's it," I moaned as she had the full length of it inside of her warm mouth. She started using her tongue to massage the underside of my shaft as it stayed in her mouth. Pushing it even deeper, I could feel her throat muscles working on my dick, sending me close to cumming without her even bobbing on it.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before?"

She pulled her mouth off my cock and kissed the head before answering.

"I'm sure. Is it alright?" she asked, seriously, but still very shyly.

"Oh, Amy, the only way it canlı kaçak bahis could go wrong is if you stopped."

"Then I better not stop," she said, going back down.

Her head began to bob up and down as she sucked my cock with long, slow strokes. Soon she got the hang of it and started to work faster. My hands were stoking her lovely hair, pushing ever so lightly on her head, guiding her on my cock. Her hands were busy themselves, holding my balls and squeezing them with one hand, while the other was, what else, fingering her pussy.

She pulled the cock out of her mouth and began stocking and beating it with her hand while she took on of my balls into her mouth, lovingly sucking and licking it. Then she did the same to the other ball.

"Oh God, I'm cumming," she cried, releasing my ball from her mouth. I looked over to see that she indeed was cumming again and was still fingering her pussy, now making wet and sloppy sounds with every movement. Pulling out her fingers, they were covered in newly released cum. Sitting back up, she wiped the cum on the head of my cock, making sure to let her finger wander a bit, feeling the head of my cock. Then she lowered her hand and started pumping my cock again as she bent down and stuck out her tongue. I let out a low moan as she licked her own cum that was gathered at the top of my cock.

Keeping her cum at the tip of her tongue, she lifted her head and moved towards my lip. Opening them, I felt her push it in and our lips closed, her tongue still in my mouth. I felt her hand move faster and faster on my cock as I gently held onto her cheeks, our lips wielded together. Lips sealed, she slowly withdrew her tongue, the cum sliding off and into my mouth.

"Oh, Amy, I'm gonna cum!" I warned her, as the smile on her face turned into an expression of pure excitement.

"Oh, yes, cum for me Steve, cum all over me," she purred.

She bent down as the first rope of cum shot out, hitting her above the stomach, sliding down and leaving a gooey trail. I started to moan as the second and third rope of cum splattered across her perky tits, covering her nipples with my cum.

"Oh, baby, I'm cumming on your hot body," I moaned as her mouth opened over my cock. Before I could even finish my sentence another sticky wad of cum landed on her lips, dripping down her chin and yet another large glob splashed on her cheek, practically covering the right side of her face in cum.

Finally, her lips enveloped the head of my cock as more cum shot out. I lost count of how many times I came, just moaning as it didn't seem like it would ever stop. Amy just continued sucking the head of my cock, working the shaft with her hand, squeezing the cum out to that last drop. When I finally finished, she pulled her head off my cock, cum leaking from the lip and running down her chin, down her throat and onto her breasts. I leaned back, exhausted after shooting out at least a dozen globs of cum onto Amy and yet, I was as horny as ever.

"Oh baby, that was great," I complimented her job.

"Baby, I've never imagined that so much cum could come out!" She said, licking her lips.

"Me neither, baby," I replied. I'd never cum so much in my life before. Actually, I've never even hard of anyone cumming more than five or six shots. At that moment, I felt so good, my face must have been beaming with a smile.

"Holy shit!" she said.

"What?" I asked, but I soon found out as she grabbed my cock, which, to my surprise, was still hard and hardly shrunk after cumming.

"Think there's still cum left in here?" she asked with a seductive smile. I couldn't help but be amazed at the stamina and eagerness of her sexuality.

"Oh baby, aren't you the eager one?" I asked, pushing her back onto the couch.

"And how 'bout you?"

"Well, I don't know about know about you, but I'm ready to?" I started, but my sentence was cut off with the sound of a car pulling up.

"Holy shit, my parents are home," I whispered, retrieving my clothes.

I hurriedly got dressed, throwing on my boxers, stuffing my still painful erection into them, shorts and a T-shirt. I watched as Amy quickly pulled her skirt back up and used her bra to wipe the cum on her face and breasts. Then, she stuffed her bra into her book bag and pulled on her blouse. Grabbing her underwear, she used the material to wipe the cum dripping from her cunt on the leg and spent a moment or two rubbing her pussy, sticking the panties right up her tight cunt and moving it around, absorbing her juices.

"Damn, Amy, I've never seen this side of you," I said. Pulling out her panties from under her skirt, she tossed them at me, hitting me in the face. Pulling them off, I held them in my hands as she walked over to me and whispered in my ear.

"That's because I'm really a cum-loving slut that only wants to be fucked by my boyfriend's large cock all day?and night?long," she said walking out the door.

"Boyfriend?" I asked myself, quickly following her out after placing her G-string soaked in her own juices under the couch with the rest of my stimulation "aids". Greeting my dad at the door and after quick introductions, I drove Amy home, all the while she was resting on my shoulder with my arm around her and her hands playfully rubbing my cock.