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My name’s Suzi Taylor, and I teach programming at a local junior college. Somehow, women in the computer field have acquired the reputation of
being terribly straight laced and boring. I’ve never understood why, and I’ve
always thought it was my duty to dispel that myth, at least to the best of my
abilities.
I’m twenty-two, female, and though I’m not a raving beauty, I’m extremely
sensual looking. For starters, I’m five foot six, weigh 110 pounds, and have
a size 36 chest. Since I have a tiny, 22 inch waist, my breasts look
impressively large. I’m also lucky to have a small, tight ass and attractive,
curvy legs.
But with my job, looking too sexy can be a real disadvantage, so I
usually dress down, covering up as best I can. I wear my long blonde hair
wound up in a bun on top of my head, no make-up, loose sweaters and baggy
pants. At least that’s what I wear to work.`

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After I was done, Toni turned to Leigh and started to finger-fuck her.
This is really turned me on. When they got to sixty-nining each other, my cock
stiffened again. I grabbed Toni from behind and slid my dick into her cunt.
I fucked her passionately while Leigh continued to suck and finger Toni’s
clit. When she came in a shuddering orgasm, I pulled out of her and slid on
over to Leigh, I lay her down and climbed on top, sucking her tits and
squeezing her ass as I pounded away. I fucked her into continuous orgasms,
making her moan with delight. I carried on pumping until I felt my load ready
to shoot out. With a final thrust, I exploded inside her. Toni knelt in front
of me and licked my cock clean before she sucked all my come out of Leigh’s
cunt. When we were somewhat back to normal, we dressed and returned to work.

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When her naked body pressed against mine, her skin felt like the
smoothest silk compared with the coarseness of the blanket. Her hot breath
tickled in my ear as her mouth sought my own. My tongue bathed her lips,
then ran along her teeth, then slipped between them to find her tongue
which, far from being reticent, fought gently with mine, now forcing its way
into my mouth, now withdrawing. My hand, while this oral battle was being
waged which could only end with both of us the victor, had run its course
from her shoulder down to her breast, a swell of flesh so soft and yielding
that it felt almost liquid, then on to her hip and down her leg to her
slightly bent knee, then up the inside of the same leg, proceeding ever more
slowly. As I felt the warmth from the junction of her thighs waft against
my hand, her leg retreated from my fingers, widening the path to the capital
of her passion. At last I felt the tickle of little curly hairs, and I
moved my palm onto her mossy hill, feeling it move with each breath she
drew. My longest finger pressed downward, and the base of that hill split
apart to admit it. Her heated burrow hungrily accepted my finger and bathed
it with a sticky balm; she sighed against my teeth as her arms reached out
to pull me on top of her. Rather than deny a lady’s request, albeit
unspoken, I withdrew my hand and replaced it with my own loins. Her hand
moved down to grasp my chief contribution to our mutual pleasure, and
stroked the throbbing shaft for a few precious moments before guiding it to
the humid cave which my fingers had so recently and so reluctantly abandoned.

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Her name was Iana. Her sister’s name was Wana, and they were twins,
but not, I regretted most painfully, of even remotely equal beauty. Their
feet, which they wore naked in the warmer seasons, seemed never to have
known shoes; to cramp such lovely, graceful feet in clogs or boots would
have seemed a sacrilege. Their legs were slender and well muscled and, like
their feet, slightly browned by the sun. When presented with a view of
their backs, I could perceive, beneath each skirt, generous swells that
suggested pumpkins. When they turned about, my eyes wandered among four
small mountain peaks which I longed to climb and explore. But above their
shoulders, fate had dealt its cards most unfairly. Iana’s face was pretty,
although not extraordinarily so, with small ears, brown eyes which sparkled
when the light struck them, and light brown hair that hung, as straight as
water falls, down to her shoulders. But Wana’s face was ugly, with large,
misshapen ears, grey lifeless eyes that seemed to have been filled with mud
from a river bank, and thin, stringy hair cut in a mockery of her sister’s.
I must confess that I might have passed the night with Wana, out of
compassion for the unfortunate maiden (for surely, I thought, she must be a
maiden), were it not for the availability of far more comely game.

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To my delight, his cock was the perfect size, not too large and
not too small. I thought how nice it would be to lick it and suck it so I
did just that. Kneeling down, I lightly grabbed his balls in one hand and
started running my tongue up and down his shaft, occasionally doing small
circles around the head. As each drop of precum appeared, I licked it up.
Eventually I took all of him into my hot mouth and sucked until I felt him
close to coming. Only I didn’t want him to cum yet so I stopped. It was
my turn.
Taking him by the hand, I led him over to my black leather couch. I
sat down and told him to kneel in front of me. I soon spread my legs and he
got the picture. His long moist tongue was soon spelling out the alphabet on
my swollen clit. It penetrated my juicy interior causing me to moan and arch
my hips. I wasn’t sure how much more I could take so I grabbed his head and
brought it up to my lips. I wanted to taste myself so I kissed him long and
hard. At this point I was ready, I wanted his beautiful cock inside me.

I stood up and had him sit down on the couch. Then I straddled him
on my knees while facing him and proceeded to place his throbbing member
inside my lubricated pussy. As I started to move slowly up and down and
around, I let him suck on my hard nipples. I started to fuck him slowly but
soon increased my speed. My toes soon started tingling and it traveled up my
spine to reach my head. Everything around me disappeared, all I could do was
feel the beautiful pain whipping around my body. As I came down from my
intense orgasm his body started tensing up. I quickly pulled out and let him
spurt his sperm all over my stomach and thighs. He let out a deep moan and
his eyes rolled back in his head.

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If you remember correctly, the last time I spoke with you I told
you of a scene I witnessed in the office across the way….well, about one
week later I was sitting in my office. It was around 7:00, I had stayed late
to finish writing a proposal for my boss when I started thinking about what
I had seen the week before. I started getting real turned on. There was a
throbbing feeling in the crotch of my pants, something that was demanding to
be taken care of. I figured what the hell….everyone had left the office
by now. After closing the blinds to my windows, I turned off all the
lights except my bankers lamp on my desk. I slipped off my dark green
silk pants and wiggled out of the black g-string I was wearing underneath.
After leaning back in my chair, I propped my legs up on the desk. I closed
my eyes to take myself back in time and reached down to start lightly
rubbing my clit in little circles.

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I didn’t have long to wait…he soon lifted the woman off of his desk
and placed her on the floor, kneeling in front of him. His chair had
swiveled so I could still see what was happening. He unzipped his pants
and she pulled them off. He then started to slide off his boxers and
she finished the job. He grabbed her head and pushed it down on his
enlarged, hard cock. Her head bobbed up and down as she took all of him
in her mouth. His eyes were closed and his head had fallen back as he
concentrated on the sucking her mouth was doing. By this time I was
starting to drip my own juices onto the chair I was sitting on. I could
hardly wait until they started fucking, but I wasn’t sure how long I was
going to last.

“I’d like that, but I have to drive my sister to the airport. She has a
late flight.”
“Well, maybe next time.”
“Next time soon, dear Norma,” I confirmed as I lightly kissed her forehead.
We had a parting cup of tea together, which was prepared by merely tossing
a teabag into a mug and filling it with hot water from the faucet. Norma made
no pretense of being a gourmet.
Glancing at my wristwatch, I knew that I must leave. We embraced; I kissed
her eyes, cheeks and lips. She led me to the door and before opening it
commanded me to wait. She reached down under her jeans to her crotch. Her
fingers glistened as she brought them up to my face and lightly daubed her
juices under my nose. “Here’s something to remember me by.” Done by anyone
else, the gesture would have been crass, wanton. But done by Norma, it was
tender and loving. Perhaps in some way she was marking me as Her Own.

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Here were different smells and tastes. Bitter, mephitic, funky, sour; yet at
the same time smelling mildly reminiscent of certain overly-cloying flowers; a
variance which vacillated between sweet and rank. Thus so was the asshole of my
darling. My tongue slipped past her wrinkled sphincter as I attempted to fully
probe her. Alas, the task was a difficult one. Spasmodic contractions,
punctuated by tiny yelps precluded my love-skewerings.
Norma turned over onto her back, drawing me up until our yonic parts were
well-met. Reaching down, she clasped my cock and drew it into her warm,
distended pussy. Her breath came in short gasps as she held my sides,
orchestrating my movements. Wanting to prolong her pleasure, I stuffed a bit of
pillow into my mouth, biting down hard upon it. My hand reached around to her
ass, which she obligingly lifted. It was wet with the overflow of her copious
secretions. Gradually, I worked my finger into her asshole. Initially, it was
tight, but I was eventually able to gently coax her anal ring to relax and
dilate. As my middle digit entered its whole length, Norma’s breath sucked in
languidly. Though the base of my finger was being firmly gripped, inside there
was room to move about. I perceived my cock moving in her vaginal canal, and
massaged the barrier which was common to both openings.

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As I switched my attention to her breasts, she enveloped me with her legs,
her lubricious pussy grinding against my stomach. Norma’s areolas had their own
distinctive scent, albeit a subtle, ephemeral one. My tongue delighted in the
tactile sensations her erect nipples afforded. Norma too, seemed to share my
enjoyment, softly moaning pleasure-sounds, her pelvis spasmodically jerking
upwards from time to time.
Unhurriedly, my kisses moved down her torso, lingering about ribs and
tummy. My mouth serendipitously encountered her navel, not a demure little
hollow but a great crater of voluptuous rugae. My dalliance there caused Norma
to arc her precious body to meet the proddings of my tongue-play.
“Go down there, now,” Norma hoarsely insisted.

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By now my erection was both prominent and achingly insistent, a state she
augmented by rubbing her ass against it. Slipping from my arms, she took my
hand and led me into her bedroom.
The bed had certainly not been made since the morning. She laid down upon
her back, hands behind her head, looking at me as if to say: “Let’s see what
you’re made of.” I quickly undressed, then reached over to pull her jeans off.
Divested of her jeans, Norma obligingly and coquettishly spread her legs
wide so I could delight in the sight of her sex. There are those who maintain
that “women are all the same below the waist.” This is far from true. Women’s
pussies are as infinitely varied as women themselves are, each unique in its
own way.

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Needless to say, I could hardly keep my mind on the Coriolis Effect which
was being deliberated upon in my next Oceanography class. My thoughts were all
of Norma, that free-spirited, insouciant Lady of The Jonquils.
When the lecture was finally over and I made my way to the parking lot, I
spied Norma, leaning against a wall, smoking a cigarette. She smiled at me.
“Miriam couldn’t give me a lift home. How about giving me one?” We walked
silently together to my old Subaru, the redoubtable “Silver Wraith.” The air
was still and dry; the sky a transparent grey, so characteristic of cheek-
reddening New England winters.
Norma lived quite far from school, in a part of town I was unfamiliar with.
Getting to her home was exasperating; she appeared to have an almost dyslexic
concept of right and left. As we drove, I learned that her roommate Miriam had
left for a holiday visit with her parents in Bangor.
We ultimately pulled up to an old building which had as a facade an
interesting tracery of ironwork. As she kneeled over the back of her seat,
scrambling for her books, she offhandedly asked: “Care to come up and have some
hot chocolate? It’s good stuff. Comes from Holland. A real Dutch Treat.”
“Sure” I answered, and followed her to the door. As she walked up the
stairs before me, my gaze was fixed on the creases behind her kneecaps which
opened and closed with each step.

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Of singular interest to me was the fact that she never used perfume of any
sort. Yet sitting beside Norma, especially on a dank, humid day, I’d perceive a
decided redolence about her. How could this be described? Musky? No, musty
might possibly be more accurate. The closest I could compare Norma’s olfactory
aura to would be that of jonquils. This scent had a profound influence upon me;
throughout most of the class I’d be burdened with a massive erection. Later,
when time came for a piss-break, I noted that the end of my cock
was wet with the glaire of arousal.
Norma was definitely an unconventional sort; latter-day hippie should well
suffice to describe her. Every so often, she’d punctuate innocuous conversation
with non sequiturs such as “Damn cold makes my nipples hard!” and “Can you loan
me a dime for the tampon-machine?” Parenthetically, now that I think of it, she
never did pay back any of lo, those many dimes she borrowed.

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Some of the courses one is required to take in college are absolutely
unreal! Sociology is one of them. Sitting and trying to feign attentiveness
while listening to some professor pedantically drone on about “Modes of
Alienation” is surely beyond the threshold of endurance. As such, thoughts and
eyes tend to wander to more stimulating subjects. My preoccupation in
Sociology II was Norma.
I had met Norma through a mutual friend at the beginning of the semester.
When we discovered that we both had the same class, we naturally gravitated
towards each other’s familiar territory, sitting side-by-side in the same row.
Norma was slim and leggy; her short hair was of a nondescript brownish hue.
Her unencumbered breasts were small and she had a compact little tush which was
invariably ensconced in tight-fitting, faded jeans. She wore no make-up and I
never saw her in a dress or skirt. Often, she’d sport a purple scarf about her
head, effectively framing her face in a manner quite pleasing. Perhaps her most
striking physical attribute was her hands, pale and long-fingered, with
shortly-cropped nails. She probably could have been a marvelous keyboard
virtuoso. The whole demeanor of her gazelle-like being was decidedly hoydenish;
sort of a willowy Jamie Lee Curtis type if quantification was necessary.

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Calvin told Keri to roll over and licked her nipples. Soon his
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Just aimlessly moving his fingers over her pussy, between her lips,
in her hole, very gently touching her clit.

“Keep working on my pussy. I love having my cunt stroked like that”

Keri began to tingle all over signaling an approaching orgasm. It was
a subtle one but it felt real nice. Keri gently rocked her hips and
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“Mmmmmmmm, sound delightfully delicious” she laughed. “There are a
few fantasies I want to act out that I never had the opportunity to
do before.” she said, with a mischeiveous glint in her eyes.

We went up to the room and and unpacked everything. Keri rub her
shoulder and said that someone should redesign those airline seat and
make one that a human can sit in comfortably. She said that all that
flying in those uncomfortable seats has made havok to her muscles.
Me being the quick one one that I am (in more ways than one) walked
over to Keri and started massasing her shoulder.

“Oh that feels so good” she moan.

“You know,” Calvin said with a sly grin on his face, “it works alot
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