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"Oh, yeah." I sat up and started to suck on her nipple. I felt her take a deep breathe and then moan. I ran my hands up and down her curves, aroused by how soft she was. I reached up with one hand and pinched her pierced nipple and smiled a little as she gave out a little yelp. I pulled back from her chest.

"Lay down.", I said, and she did. I slid down between her legs and inhaled her delicious scent. I'd never done this before, but now that I was here I wanted nothing more but to taste her pussy. I started slowly at her clit, circling the outside and then twirling around the ring. I felt her tense and close her legs around my head. Being forced a little closer to her throbbing cunt only made me want it more. I ran a finger up and down her slit and then quickly shoved three inside of her.

2 days later at work, we happened to be working the same shifts and he asked me if I wanted to grab a bite to eat after work. He was a good cook and seemed eager to show off. His roommates were pretty cool and I felt so welcomed into his life. He did a bit of cleaning while the food was cooking, excusing himself from being such a bad host, and then after dinner, complete with the mandatory candles and wine, he excused himself again to do a bit of laundry. He carried his clothes hamper downstairs into the building's utility room, and I decided to really make a move for it. We'd had a couple of conversations about his ex, what she didn't do, what he liked, etc. so I decided I'd show him what a real lover was all about.

My guy noticed my cup was empty and offered to refill it. I agreed. When he came back, he said his name was Matt. "I'm Kerri," I said. We started dancing again. I still felt pretty stupid, considering how I've never been a good dancer, so I chugged my beer again. By now, I was starting to feel it a little. I had never drank before, so I was quite the lightweight. Matt's hand was moving around from my ass to the front of my thigh. The skirt Jessie had lent me was so short that his hand kept brushing against my panties every time I moved. It felt so good, it was making me wet. But I still felt very self-conscious. There were so many people around...wouldn't they notice? I didn't know how to stop it, so I just kept dancing and pretended not to notice. Soon, I was saved by Jessie.

Impressed as I was with Roshni, I was slightly anxious about the evening. After all, I would be showing her to workmates and acquaintances, and, like it or not, there was an aspect to Roshni I was not sure they would accept. In a word, hair.

Roshni had lots of it. Down each side of her face was dark, fluffy hair, a fine black moustache above her upper lip. There were wispy hairs all the way down the nape of her neck, dwindling to a soft velvet the length of her spine. Her forearms were covered with a dark downy fuzz: her upper arms fluffed with even finer hairs. Anyone lucky enough to see her naked would discover the richest, deepest spread of black pubic hair, filling the pit of her groin, spreading down between her legs and even sprouting out between her buttocks. Her butt, too, wore a fine fuzz similar to that on her upper arms and thighs. And she had hairy armpits. Thick, black bushes of lush and soft hair that filled the hollows of her underarms.

You are harder than you were ten minutes before, and it makes my vision go blurry. I want every inch of that hot solidity to be inside me as deep and as strongly as possible.

Your hand wraps around my hair and jerks my head back, I gasp for you while you bite my neck. I wish you could break my skin without the consequences that breaking it would actually bring. I want the hurt and the pleasure to be the same -and they are.

Another wave of something indescribable takes me over as you get on top of me, your hard dick, the extension of love and passion that I need more than most other things in my life, teases my opening. Your green eyes are a flash of eager focus right before you slide all the way into me and rest your chin on my shoulder.

"Tanya, what if someone comes?" I protest but I have no power. Closing my eyes I lay my head back while you travel further down my body, your tongue now licking out the saltwater still pooled in my bellybutton. The sand is warm against my back, having been baked by the early morning sun for hours. I open my eyes, you're between my legs now, your malicious eyes catch mine before moving my bikini bottoms to the side and roughly sticking two fingers inside my pussy. I gasp and close my eyes, knowing I'm completely under your control now. You wriggle your fingers inside my silky smooth pussy until I'm dripping wet and my juices are covering your whole hand. You take your fingers out and suck at them, then you lower your face in between my legs and start licking my dripping cunt, pressing your face hard down against my wetness, covering yourself in me. The way your skilful tongue is teasing my clitoris is sending sparkling sensations rolling up and down my spine. My body starts to go numb as the climax on the horizon draws nearer with every stroke of your tongue. My mind starts floating away, I'm no longer aware of the sand at my back nor the sun in my eyes. Nothing except for a hotspot of lust and pleasure between my legs growing bigger with every second your face is pressed against my lips.

You clung to the couch then, your mouth open and I tasted it again as I worked my middle finger into you, pushing the thin soaking material up into your hot, wet pussy. Fuck you were wet! I could feel your juice oozing as I worked beneath the soft inner folds of your little flower, pressing my thumb up beneath the protective layer of flesh and slowly circling your ripe little bulb. You were open and available, sitting there with your legs spread and your tit hanging out, one guy working you over while two others jerked off thinking about how they were going to fuck you. And someone else could walk by anytime but you didn't care. You just ground your sloppy little gash down against my fingers and I worked back around your neck, eating at it, and back up to your ear... "I want you to suck them both off," I breathed, clamping my hand up between your legs, my fingers driving your little panties up inside of you as you bore down.

Caine looked over at his girlfriend and saw that she had gotten so excited that there was a dark spot forming on the material between her legs. He couldn't see Michelle's because her leg was angled in a way that blocked his view but he could guess that it was wet too. Of course, his raging hard on was in plain view.

Michelle and Leslie both laughed nervously. Leslie cleared her throat and said in a shaky voice, "that got slightly out of hand." Leslie pushed her drink away. "I think we might have drank a little too much....Why don't we go swim now."

Suddenly a cell went went off. Michelle turned her head. "Oh shit, that's my mom."

"Just answer calmly. She can't tell if you've been drinking," Caine said.

"I'll take the call inside." She picked up her cell phone and headed towards the back door. "Hi mom...yes everything's fine...uh huh, I know...." her voice disappeared as she entered the house.

"Whu..?" was all she could utter.

"You ok baby? You're missing all the fun!" It was Sarah, who obviously had been enjoying the punch. She turned on the bedside lamp.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"A couple of hours... I was getting worried, so Greg showed me where you were" Sarah put the two drinks she had been holding on the bedside cabinet, semi collapsed on her and hugged her.

Jill laughed and hugged her friend back. She lay and tried to gather the energy to move, and Sarah stayed in her arms, her breasts pushing into hers, and her face nuzzled into her neck. Had she fallen asleep?

"Sarah?"

Jill gasped as she suddenly identified the feeling on her neck. Sarah was very gently biting and kissing her neck. She opened her eyes wide and suddenly all the sexual thoughts she'd had about her petite blonde friend came flooding back. Was this really going to happen? Would she realise what she was doing and stop? But the kisses moved up her neck and became more insistant and Jill suddenly found herself looking into those gorgeous brown eyes. With so much frustration recently, combined with Greg making her horny earlier, she found herself really wanting this. Their lips met, Jills mouth opened and she found a tongue next to hers, stroking, caressing it. Then she felt a cool hand slide up inside her halterneck to her braless breast, and was instantly wet, her clitoris and vagina badly needed to be touched now.

Over those last few weeks the tension between the Coach and me intensified. He'd stand closer, let his hand linger on my back a little longer, look into my eyes a little deeper. Every time he touched me, I could feel my body tighten, I could feel my nipples harden and my panties get a little wet. My lips would part as I looked at him, hungry to kiss him, to taste him. But we were always in the hallway, or a classroom with little privacy, in fear of what little privacy we had being invaded at any minute.

When I graduated a few weeks later Coach gave me a card and said that he'd be away most of the summer, but would be back in time for football practice and wanted to take me out for dinner before I went off to college.

"It's OK, you're officially a college co-ed," he said, sensing my hesitation, kissing my cheek.