With love webcam sex movies passion still lingering in the room, the lovers fell asleep in each other's arms. Wondering and dreaming about whether or not that this was the night they become married couple, lovers, and parents.Rachel had young interest in tennis, apart from a fleeting delicious fantasy she'd once had being on court, playing with her usual energy and in front of a large crowd, and then discovering that under her brief young shift dress she'd forgotten to wear any knickers... and that ball boys were big, meaty lads who'd proceeded to utterly lose control the sight of her tight young buttocks, and had ravished her thoroughly on the hallowed grass of Centre Court. Now, however, she sighed as she picked up her Physics books, and off to the dusty, deserted Science Wing for a lunchtime tutorial with Mr. Brennan. Only three weeks until her 'A' level, and she was very behind in studies, he said; Rachel's parents had protestingly agreed to pay for extra private tuition. She trudged the stairs to the classroom, wrinkling her nose at the smell of gas and formaldehyde that came from the Biology Room, feeling hot, sticky annoyed that she be out lounging on the grass with her classmates, chatting idly about boys, and how far they'd gone..... wicked Fiona of course said she'd done it all way with Bomber Harris, but Rachel her doubts. She was now eighteen, but thanks to a careful upbringing had never yet more than a casual snog with a boy. Her full young breasts tightened and tingled at the thought being caressed by a man, and her nipples stiffened, poking through her sensible cotton bra and uniform shirt. Defiantly hitching her short, straight skirt a young up her tanned legs, she went into the classroom and sat down in the front row. Mr. Brennan was usual untidily dressed, his shirt sleeves rolled up above the elbow, his tie loosened, and his rumpled. Rachel smiled to herself - at least today he'd remembered to do up his flies. They'd giggled for weeks after the time he strode into the room, shirt flapping out the opening, but even eagle-eyed couldn't say she'd seen anything else.... but Rachel felt a young squirming at the way his face had flushed deep red when he'd realised, and had turned his back to do himself up. Still, he was a good teacher, some of the girls even crushes on him, defensively pointing out that he was 'dead hunky' even if he wasn't tall. His shock of blonde hair was usually messy, and on the whole Rachel thought that as a specimen of manhood, he was probably a bit sad. However, today he was there, and flurried, and launched into teaching the details of something she'd missed months before, firing questions at her to make sure she understood. Ten into the tutorial, he flung down his pen. 'Look, come and draw it on the blackboard. You'll understand it then'. She uncrossed legs, stood up, and took up the chalk he offered her. His fingers briefly touched - to her surprise, she felt an electric shock thrill at the contact. She drew out diagrams as he and he stood close her, almost touching her, showing her how it worked. She suddenly felt hot, flushed and damp, between the legs... this was ridiculous, and utterly unexpected, but she was getting amazingly aroused by him! were alone in the building, and from the open windows heard the faint voices of her friends, and from further off the drone of the commentator at Wimbledon. But close, so close that he could reach out and touch her, was Mr. Brennan, the absent-minded but passionate teacher... she could feel his and smell his faint, spicy scent. She stood frozen, unable to move or speak, just breathing shallow breaths and staring at the blackboard. He moved closer to her, took the chalk from her fingers and laid it gently down. 'I think understand now?' he murmured, as he that final terrible step, and put his arms around her, drawing her close, his chest a warm hardness against her back, and lower down... god, lower down! She nearly fainted - he was excited, oh god, he was ERECT, pushing against her buttocks! He kissed the back of her neck, and she sagged back in his arms, trembling breathless, silent. 'Well, Rachel? Do I make clear?' he murmured as his big, rough hands caressed her breasts flat belly, stroking her and holding her firmly against himself. She parted her legs, almost sitting on the massive bulge at his groin - then reached behind, and stroked it, feeling for the first the hot, hard gland of a man. 'yes...' she whispered, and he her around, took her firmly in his arms and kissed her, his tongue darting hard and deep into her mouth, demanding response. She moaned softly, and pressed close to him, her juices running hot and wet in her cunt, longing to have him take her. With trembling he unbuttoned her blouse, and pulled her bra up, releasing her full breasts, then bent to kiss and suck her nipples. cried out in delight, every movement and touch of him opening up a new world of pleasure that she'd only dreamed of before... then his hands were fumbling, lifting her skirt, diving inside her thin, tiny knickers, greedily her mons and parting cunt lips, feeling how wet and willing she was. 'You want to do it? All the way?' he whispered, and she nodded, so aroused and hot-blooded that she any vestiges of common sense. 'Get 'em off.' he said, she pulled off her knickers, kicking them onto the floor. She up her skirt, and moved her hips, grinding her cunt down onto his hand, moaning with pleasure and desire. His thick fingers were stiff, exploring her tight young cunt, probing pushing, thrusting deep inside her... with a rush of liquid joy she parted her legs, encouraging him, using her muscles to pull him further to clench tight on him...he groaned and gently withdrew his hand, tickling her stiff pink clitoris he did so, then fumbled with his flies. 'I'll do that' she whispered, and carefully undid the button and zipper, pulling it down slowly, gasping his erection was released. She'd never seen a man's cock before, and now, this huge, deep red, shaft took her breath away... softly, slowly, she ran her fingers over it, exploring in turn, gripping as he showed her how to maximum pleasure. He glanced at the clock - hardly five minutes left, they'd have to hurry. He hated to do it quickly, this first but there wasn't any choice. She was so hot and wet, being virgin didn't seem to make her at all hesitant. 'Turn and bend over the obeyed, and he tucked her skirt up her waist, exposing her round bottom, the cunt lips still scarcely covered with a downy fuzz of pubic hair. She straddled her legs, pushing buttocks up and apart, and he gasped as the tip of cock nudged against her cunt, and then with a moan he gripped her hips and thrust deep, deep into her, shoving her roughly down the desk, hearing her gasp as he slid into her up to the hilt. She was so tight, but wet willing, and he withdrew to the flaring hood of his cock, then impaled again, and stroked her bottom as he stood, almost coming at once with the intensity of his arousal. muscles gripped his cock like a dozen skilled hands, working him, pulling him in, he felt the rhythm his thrusting growing in her, as he plunged in deep, again and again and again, short powerful strokes that made her moan and lift up off the desk. The soft wet of her cunt and her moans were joined by his gasping for breath, as his climax built, balls tensing so heavy and full spunk, and then that wonderful shivering release as his cock, driving deep into her young body, began to climax, shooting his thick cum out into her, making her jerk and cry out in delight as her cunt blossomed orgasm. As his spunk bathed her cunt he felt that sudden drenching sweat that comes with orgasm, and fell shivering across her, jerking spasmodically he came spiralling down from the heights of pleasure. He hugged her tight, then they both jumped as the first warning bell - that gave five minutes until the of afternoon lessons - clanged through the school. He withdrew from her, dripping spunk her juices, and wiped himself hurriedly on his shirt tails, then did himself up, while she found her knickers and pulled on, her knees shaking with her release as she did so. He checked the desk; apart from a small damp patch on the front edge, it was clean, and he raked his fingers his hair as she gathered up her books, then giving him a saucy smile, sauntered out the room, pulling her skirt down as she went - but not enough completely cover the shiny wet skin of her inner thighs. He sat heavily at his desk, exhausted and sated. He'd done it, he'd fucked Rachel, the long-legged, lazily seductive queen the class. And she'd been a virgin... but had reacted like a seasoned whore. He smiled as he replayed the action, his cock, so long unused, stirring sluggishly again the memories. The three of us had grown up with overbearing parents, lived in a very conservative community and previously went to an religious school. As a result, although we were all 18 years old and going to College we had not had much of exposure to sex. "I've seen all my brothers' penises, and none of has done that," added Claire. I often thought Claire could be a model, with her high small sharp nose, and lush shoulder-length black hair. had a kind of Courtney Cox look. Her body is petite, but everything seems perfectly and tightly presented. "I'm just telling you what I'm reading here," retorted Stephanie, "It says that 'an erection a state of arousal in the male that is indicated by increased size, rigidity and blood in the penis. In most cases, the resting angle of the penis increases with the onset of rigidity until it points in line with and the top of the torso.'" Stephanie is one of the few black girls in our class, and if were picking her look-a-like, I would say that she favoured Beyoncé Knowles. has full lips, coiffed curly hair, ample breasts and a glint in her eyes that suggests a wild side. "All I'm saying," continued Claire her refutation, "is that my brothers' thingees... um... penises have always looked small limp when I've seen them. I've never seen them point anywhere." had risen and gone to her closet. opening the door, she her white blouse, took it off and hung it up. Then she reached back to unhook her bra. Whoa!! That was nonchalant. I wanted to stare at her undressing, but I chose be polite and turned my head away to look over at Stephanie. She was sitting on her arms behind her. She wore a very tight, baby blue, cotton crop top that failed to hide the outlines of her relatively large aureoles nubby nipples. Likewise, her tight, low-rider jeans had no success in hiding her conspicuously thong panties. "Well, what do you think a hard-on is then?" countered, "Haven't you noticed the bulges in the guys' pants at school?" Claire returned to circle. She had put on a long, red mesh, athletic jersey with large, white numbering on its front and back. on the prevalence of pink through the in the mesh, I guessed that she had not put on any underwear when she got changed. In fact, I could swear I saw a young nubbin of a nipple peaking through one of mesh holes as she stood in front of us, but when she dropped to her knees, disappeared behind the jersey's protective screen. "Yeah, I guess so," Claire finally yielded, "I just thought some had bigger penises." I would like to brag that being with these two extremely hot girls due to my equal social standing, but I have to admit that the is actually true. Claire and Stephanie always chose me to be in their study groups because I was the class nerd. meant that I would end up doing the assignments for them, resulting in high marks for all of us. But that's as as I want to think about the for my being here right now, because if I really analyzed it, I might realize that they included me also because do not consider me to be a threat or a distraction. I would also like to refuse, at this point, to discuss effect that this association has had on my social status. I choose to believe that others envy opportunity to be with these two and to ignore the suggestion that others that I must be gay. Ordinarily, I be fulfilling my part of our division of labour by sitting quietly in a corner of room writing out our report while they argued about the design of the title page, but this time, I was out of my depth. webcam sex movies anatomy and sexual behaviour were not topics that were readily part of my experience. In fact, I had not even done pre-reading due, I guess, to my overriding embarrassment with the whole topic area. the girls were engaged in the research than usual. "Well, what about you, Timmy?" I jolted back to reality. Claire was suddenly glaring at me intently, "Do you erections?" Well, if I was somewhat uncomfortable watching Claire change before, I was completely by that question. course I did; I sort of had one right now, but I wasn't about to talk about it. "Yeah, I guess..." I weakly. Claire looked sideways and slyly at Stephanie and then back at me. "Timmy... could you... do you mind if we... ummm... looked at your thingee?" Claire asked cautiously. "What?!!" turned bright red. Claire approached me on her knees and dfuckd both arms over my shoulders. Then she leaned forward until the tip of her nose was lightly touching "Come on, Timmy. Please!!" she pleaded softly, her breath breaking against lips. My eyes avoided her sudden closeness. "I... I..." She leaned in Her cheek grazed my cheek as her lips approached my ear. The sweet flowery aroma of her perfume filled my nose. Her lips brushed against opening of my ear, "Please, Tim. It's for the assignment." Her tongue touched my earlobe, and cock went into full erection. "Okay... I guess..." I said meekly and tried to stand on uncertain legs. had never been naked in of a woman before, and now I was going to strip in front of two friends. "You have to do this," Stephanie consoled me, but I watched the hardening nipples underneath her top betray her true interest. Well, was no putting it off. I fumbled with the buttons my polo shirt, and as I pulled it over my head, I felt a pair of hands working on my belt buckle and pants When the shirt cleared my field of view, I looked down to see Claire kneeling in front of me and pulling down my zipper. I a huge twinge in my gut as I looked down at the top of her head in front my crotch her hands on my fly. Claire grabbed sides of my pants pulled them down to the floor, where I stepped out of them. With a giggle, Claire touched fingertip to my large bulge and shot a glance back at Stephanie, my gawd!!!" she shrieked, "I think you're right." Claire quickly reached up, grabbed the sides of my underpants and pulled them down in a single motion. My stiff cock sprang out from under the waistband of my briefs, and the cool against my penis accentuated my sudden of vulnerability. Claire reached up and steadied my oscillating member. "Wow!" exclaimed, marvelling at its size and stiffness. I couldn't believe that a woman was touching my Claire took on a puzzled look. "That's odd," she mused. These were not words a guy wants to the first time a woman sees his cock. "What's wrong?" I asked with unconcealed gently held my penis out with one hand, and with her other hand, she reached a finger to my cock head. "My brothers more skin here," said, running her finger lightly over the top of my head, "And you can't see this part unless you pull skin down," at which point, she reached her fingers around my penis and pulled down shaft, making the skin on my cock head stretch tightly. I suddenly felt a wonderful tingle along my penis and up my spine. "I read about that," Stephanie jumped in, flipping her textbook. "Your brothers have 'foreskins,' and Paul has... (flip, flip, flip) been 'circumcised.'" Claire her fingertip glide over my head, exploring all its sides and over the hole in the tip. I let out slight exhale, which prompted her to quietly ask, "Does that hurt?" "No," I responded "That actually feels really good." "Really?!!" Claire looked up at me with a huge and a glint in her eye. Then she increased the speed and range of webcam sex movies fingertip petting. I exhaled again and realized that I was starting to get very... worked down below - I don't know how else to describe it. Claire what she was doing, reached around to cup one of my butt cheeks and gave me a young push toward "Here, Steph," she offered, "Have a look." The momentum her push caused me to step awkwardly over the books on the floor. I found some in front of Stephanie and stopped, but in compensating for my forward I unintentionally thrust my hips forward. My swollen member just missed her lips, and its head skipped across her cheek. Stephanie lurched backward in surprise, then she leaned forward again. She reached up and placed her fingers under my balls, them lightly up and down as if their weight. Then, she let one of her fingers trace gingerly along the side of my pole and up the underside to the got it!!" cried Claire, leaping to her feet and rushing to her dresser.
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