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Speaking of wetness, I could feel my hot cream welling up getting ready to explode. I didn't want to come yet. I wanted to save it for the very last wave of sex. However, she didn't want to save it, she started gyrating and almost hollering! I could feel her orgasm come out in one large tidal wave. The warmth of her juices surrounded my red-hot meat slab. I slowed down a little to allow her to calm down.

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After I got to my feet and started massaging her tits, she grabbed my cock and said, "FUCK ME!" Boy, what a neat idea! Why didn't I think of that? I told her that since she was holding on to my rod, she could put it in. I grabbed her by the waist and, as soon as my cock was in position, thrusted up inside her. The combination of the action while we were in our seats, the recent adventure of the tongue, and the anticipation of fucking her brains out was almost too much for me. I moved back and forth at a good speed which made her squirm and scream with ecstasy! She leaned back and grabbed onto these two handles next to the mirror. When she did this, I bent over and, while fucking her, started sucking on her jugs. She was wet, wild, and willing!

I didn't want her to just yet, so I turned my attention to her hole! I put my tongue in there and moved my head back and forth so that I could literally fuck her with my tongue. When I felt that now familiar bucking of her hips and her grabbing of her tits and screaming, I stopped. I faked that I was out of breath so that I could get my hand in position. After seeing that she had calmed down, I took my middle finger and stuck it in her hole and started sucking on her clit at the same time using my teeth. I did it hard and fast. She started screaming again and she was gonna come! I thought of stopping again, but I was so horny for this girl that I wanted her to spill her female juices of love all over my face. And that's exactly what she did! I licked and swallowed until I got every last drop.

I repeated this pattern until I was at about the middle of her thigh. I was getting very horny and my cock was extremely hard. Her legs were not completely together, but not far enough apart that I could try to massage her pussy. I decided to "test the water" and I moved my hand farther back until I was almost at the junction of her legs. She then rectified the situation of the lack of space between her legs by spreading them and slouching down in the seat. I couldn't be- lieve it. I moved my hand to her pussy. It was very warm. I gently ran my hand around the surface of it to sort of tease her a bit. She started rocking her hips a little which was a defi- nite sign that she wanted more. I began to put some more pres- sure on her pussy and it was clear she was aroused because I could feel her wetness. I moved up and down her outer lips and up to her clit. I started playing with her clit lightly at first, then increasing my speed and force.

BHe went down and kissed her cunt; it
tasted sweet. He started licking her clit. “His tongue is so strong,” said
Dawn. She took her hands and placed them on his head shoving his face into her
pussy,
He licked making sure he didn’t miss a drop. Dawn came about four times. She
pulled him up to her because she wanted to feel him inside her. he put his rock
hard dick into her tight pussy, pumping slow at first. the water came up over
their bodies slapping their sexual organs, this is putting shivers into their
already burning sex. harder dawn said, Sean did just that ramming harder and
harder he fucked her, grabbing her hair, shoving himself deep within her, Dawn
grabbed his ass, as he let out a sigh of relief letting his body cum inside her.
Dawn threw her arms up and laid, full of satisfaction. they were both happy how
things turned out.

She looked at Leslie with smouldering eyes and said, “I’m burning
up, Leslie, can you help me?”. Leslie smiled, she, too, was still
highly worked up and her pussy was still on fire. Eagerly,
Margaret reached for Leslie and began to gently kiss her
passionate lips. At the same time, Margaret’s hands were setting
Leslie’s tits on fire with their insistent caressing of Leslie’s
nipples. Once again, Leslie’s nipples were rock hard and very
responsive. Margaret’s active tongue was again fucking in and
out of Leslie’s hot mouth. Leslie was moaning with pleasure.
She wanted to be fucked again, and hot and hard. Leslie reached
for Margaret’s breasts. She began to tweak Margaret’s nipples
and the nipples immediately jumped to attention. Leslie was
almost too hot to see straight, she trailed her hand down
Margaret’s belly, then began to rub Margaret’s belly and crotch
with a circular motion of her fingers. Each time her fingers
passed through Margaret’s pubic hair, Margaret tightened her grip
on Leslie’s burning tits and drove her tongue deeper and deeper
into her dear friend’s volcanic mouth. Finally, Leslie’s hand
paused over her friend’s hot crotch. She gently inserted her
index finger into her friend’s steaming pussy and began to rub
Margaret’s eager clit. Margaret moaned “OOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH,
I LOVE IT!!!” She wantonly spread her legs wide so that Leslie
could get at all of her steaming pussy. Leslie’s active finger
had began to push itself into Margaret’s inner cunt and Margaret
jumped with hot pleasure. “MORE, I WANT MORE”, Margaret moaned
in complete lustful abandon.

Meanwhile, at the tower site, Rob, the chief engineer of the new
UHF TV station had just stepped out of the transmitter building.
He was carrying a transit. He set it up to look at the antenna
to make sure it was level on the tower. However while adjusting
it into position, he caught sight of the girls in the swimming
pool. However from his position, he could only see when the
girls were on the high board. “What the hell are you doing?”
yelled Skip from atop the tower. “Just checking out the
scenery!”, yelled Rob. Skip and Bill looked where the transit
was pointing and saw the pool. From their angle, atop the 200 ft
tower, they could see most of the pool, and the three girls,
however it was too far away to make out any details, so they
climbed down the tower, hoping the girls would still be there by
the time they got to the bottom. Upon reaching the ground, they
ran for the transit. Rob said “OK guys, they are taking turns
diving, so there’s plenty of time for both of you.” “OH, look at
those boobs!” exclaimed Skip. “Let me see” said Bill, crowding
over to peer through the instrument. “Darn, she’s gone, no wait
here comes another one, must be her sister, she’s really stacked
too.” The antenna project was forgotten for the time being, the
three horny men taking turns looking at the girls by the pool.

I felt my dick harden again, it was so good. Suddenly we heard a door, than
steps, someone was walking up the stairs.
“Clair?” I asked her…
“hmmm” was all I heard… Clair continued sucking me but faster. I felt my
head pressing against her throat. She was moving faster, taking me deeper, I
felt her tongue under under my shaft, her hands playing with my balls…
The person came closer.. but the steps weren’t fast…
“Clair.. h… hurrry…” I moaned while feeling the pleasure of her mouth
but being afraid of someone catching us.
The steps came closer… soon that person would stand in front of us, seeing
Clair in front of me, giving me a blow job. But this feeling made me even
more excited, the feeling, the idea someone could walk into us… and I
exploded.
Clair was sucking my juices. I pushed her gentle away and got up. Clair
helped me closing the buttons and we kissed deeply tasting my seed. When the
person we heard all the time coming nearer, passed us, Clair jiggled like a
small kid. It was a fellow student, completely drunk, dragging himself up
the stairs. I looked at Clair and saw some of my creamy milk flowing down
her cheeks. I kissed it away and we walked the stairs up to her room…
Closing the door behind us, we pulled of our clothes as fast as possible.
Clair guided me to her bed and she spread her long legs wide. I moved down
between her legs, kissing the inside, moving up slowly to her wide open
lips, still wet of my cream I left there when we loved us the first time.
I moved up to her fruit, touching it softly, parting her lips and searching
her clit… finding it in the wet depths, hard… I touched it softly with
the tip of my tongue.

“Shhht Clair, someone will hear us.”
“That’s so funny Tom…”
“What?”
“You falling down…”
“You’re making fun of me?” I said pretending to be insulted.
Clair came next to me… I saw up her legs as she stood there… Clair
reached to her back and opened her bra, dropping it on my body. She slipped
out of her shoes and started opening her jeans slowly…
“You… you’re…?”
Clair stepped out of her jeans and let it drop next to us. She got down and
kissed me and if felt her hand reaching for my hard dick. She turned around
and started softly sucking my head again. Her hot, wet and soft lips felt so
good. I touched her and I was nearly able to kiss her legs. I turned and
started licking and kissing her soft skin. Clair moved over my head,
spreading her legs… she lowered herself and I could smell her sex, touch
it with my nose, feel the heat… I pushed my head up… touched her with my
tongue… I felt a shiver as my tongue made first contact with her sex… it
was wet…

I followed Clair but she turned left into the first floor instead of

continuing the way down to the basement where the cloakroom is…

“Lets find a place…”

“W…h..” I tried to say.

“Shhht” Clair said, killing anything I tried to say with a wet kiss… She

grabbed my jeans and dragged me to one of the conference rooms in the side

wing of the student union.

“Guess we won’t be disturbed here.” Clair sad, pushing me in this anonymous

room and closing the door behind us. Apart from the streetlight which

entered through the windows the room was empty apart from 4 large basic

tables in the center and 12 chairs grouped around them. The walls were

covered with some posters and a notice board. Nothing personal…

We moved on the dance floor and started dancing. Clair stayed very close,

touching me occasionally, dancing very erotic. We moved closer to Sandra and

that guy. It seemed to me that Clair was up to something but I didn’t knew

what nor did I care… dancing with Clair was great and I just wanted to

enjoy this experience. Clair didn’t only get us closer to Sandra but she

also dance much closer to me, contact wasn’t occasionally anymore but

constant and I felt how hard I got…

Clair started to embrace me, I felt her breath on my neck and the bulge in

my jeans pressing against her body. While dancing even closer, while feeling

my erection growing, her lips touched my ears… some air was blown over my

skin, it felt like electricity. Soon she started bitting and moaning softly

in my ear while I had the feeling that an orkan was storming through my body

and that my manhood would rip the jeans apart.

“who’s that guy with Sandra” Mike asked Clair.

“Some 3rd year. Studies Law, don’t know him much.” Sandra replied watching

them closely.

“Always the same…” Dan said.

“What?” I asked him.

“3rd and 2nd years always get the great girls.”

Sadly I let my eyes stray from Dan to Clair and realized she was watching

me…

“Lets go dancing” she said, taking my hand and pushing me up.

“Hey Clair, how you’re doing?”
“Fine Tom, and you?”
“I am great, just thirsty. I am getting another round. You want to join us?”
“Sure… I am waiting for Sandra, she should be here.”
“Haven’t seen her, Clair.” I reply.
“She’s late, as always.”
She took my arm and we tried to get through to the bar. Pressing through the
body’s was difficult. Just two bartenders to serve maybe 20 people waiting
and as soon as one person was leaving, he was replaced by two new students.
Clair guided us the way through to the bar since girls always got some
space, where as I was pressed and pushed all the time. Clair turned around
to me and I saw her smile…
“We’re nearly there… what you get?”
“Three pints of lager.”
Clair turned around and took my hands and continued leading the way directly
in front of the bar. I saw her great body in the tight beige jeans and the
red tank-top, I saw the straps of the red bra, her neck, her short black
hair. Something happened in the back of the students waiting at the bar. I
got pushed against Clair violently, getting in contact with her body… but
she just looked at me, took my arms around her waist, holding me and leaning
against me. I was surprised but said nothing, instead enjoying the feeling
of her body.

That particular Friday Dan, Mike and I walked first to the sports bar on the

ground floor. After a couple of pints in town we got another round of lager

before we decided to check the union out. As usual most students got

completely drunk in the basement and we walked upstairs. At 11:30 it was

still quiet and we found a table to sit down, listening to the music,

talking and checking out the girls arriving. Most of them looked average but

even though, most of them had a nice body and dressed sexy, either in tops

and tight jeans or short skirts. Some of them even turned up in nearly see

through tops. As every Friday it was a good show and by 12 the place was

crowed. Most of the girls danced in small groups, surrounded by fellow

students watching them.

I got up and walked to the bar, getting another round of lager when I saw

Clair. Clair is a cute girl from our course, a bit smaller than I, about

5′5. Her body seemed to be perfect and her tight top covered some nicely

shaped breasts. She smiled at me when she saw me and I made my way through

the crowed to meet her.

Newcastle University was great, away from home, meeting new people and being

able to do what I wanted without having to justify everything in front of

my parents. I enrolled in Business Management and enjoyed both my fellow

students and the course.

Apart from studying hard, I spend most of the time hanging around with my

friends at the student union or in one of the many bars in Town. Each Friday

night most of the students went to the student union. It was always a hugh

party with the large dance floor in the basement, the two bars on the ground

floor and another dance floor on the top floor. Where as the basement was

know for pop and house, the top floor offered a much more relaxing but also

more exciting. The music was better, a much more interesting mix of various

styles like industrial, dance and independent. I am not to much into music

but I enjoyed it more upstairs, where the lightning wasn’t so flashy and the

girls more grown-up.