One finger nestled at the entrance to her cunt, now covered with her pussy juices mingled with my saliva. Mai moved her hips in an effort to take the teasing digit into her pussy, groaned as I pulled it away. She released Keith's engorged cock, making him groan as well. She pulled my face from her dripping pinkness, looked pleadingly into my eyes, her face showing only lust. "Please, I'm close, my puss is so wet. Let me cum now, please. You can take your time on the next one, and the ones after that, but please, make me cum now!" My finger returned to her slit, slid in slowly, searching for her g-spot on the roof of her tight chamber, and when she gasped I knew I'd found it. I pushed in a second finger. I fucked her with my two middle fingers as she stroked Keith's cock, watching me through nearly closed eyelids, a slight smile now curving her lips. "Oh, yeah, like that, yeah." She was so wet that my fingers sliding in and out of her pussy were causing that beautiful squishy sound. "Oh, that's how wet I am, it sounds like, I don't know, oh, I've never been this wet before." "Sounds like a soaking pussy to me. You're really dripping here. I love it. You're so erotic!"

Zum f??nften Mal hatte unsere Klasse nun Unterricht in den Kellerkabinetten im Untergeschoss der Schule, um plastische Studien von Pflanzen herzustellen.nnIch ??berlegte schon den ganzen Tag, ob ich die vier Stunden nicht doch zuhause auf der Couch verbringen sollte. Ich hatte die Gipsform schon fertig und es waren nur kleine Details zu ??berarbeiten. Doch es kam, dass ich keine Minute zu lange dagewesen war. nn*nnIn der Mittagspause beschwerte sich meine Banknachbarin Katrin bei mir, die Zeit f??r die praktischen Arbeiten w?¤re ihr immer viel zu kurz. "Jedesmal bin ich die letzte, die da ist. Drum darf ich dann st?¤ndig allein saubermachen, weil ich wieder nicht fertig war, bevor alle anderen abgehauen sind. Wird heute bestimmt wieder so!" Ich wollte ihr entgegenkommen: "Na wenn ich dir eine Freude damit machen kann, bleibe ich noch, bis du alles hast. Vielleicht kann ich dir helfen." Doch sie lachte verlegen, "Nee, musst nicht! Bist doch auch fertig, oder? Und vier Stunden lang kann ich dir das nicht zumuten."nnIch war schon froh, dass sie nicht gesagt hat, es w?¤re ihr egal. Aber ich hatte wie gesagt nichts vor und ahnte schon, dass wir dann allein unten w?¤ren.nn".hab n?¤chste Woche keine Zeit. Ich muss aber auch noch meinen Ast ordentlich schleifen."nnDaraufhin grinste sie mich an, fand das unheimlich komisch. "Damit er sch?¶n glatt wird - das ist wichtig!

Endlich! An diesem Tag war es mal wieder soweit. Endlich wieder Mallorca. Endlich wieder Sommer, Sonne, Saufen. Nachdem ich mir vor zwei Jahren mit ein paar Freunden nach dem Abi zum ersten Mal den Luxus geg?¶nnt hatte nach Mallorca zu fliegen, stand in diesem Jahr f??r mich nun der Dritte Besuch auf Deutschlands beliebtester Ferieninsel an. Dieses Mal flogen ich und mein bester Kumpel Jens alleine. Ich bin ??brigens Christian und war zu der Zeit 20 Jahre alt. nnWir hatten die Reise "Last Minute" direkt am Flughafen gebucht und so ein echtes Schn?¤ppchen gemacht. Somit war noch gen??gend von der Kohle ??brig, die ich mir durch einen Ferienjob in den Semesterferien verdient hatte. Diese Kohle hatte ich beschlossen, wollte ich dieses Mal gro??z??gig auf den Kopf hauen und es mir mal so richtig gut gehen lassen. Die zwei Jahre zuvor hatte ich jeweils eine Freundin zuhause gehabt und na ja was soll ich euch sagen, es gibt nichts d?¤mlicheres als zum Ballermann zu fliegen und nicht frei zu sein, f??r alle Gen??sse, die El Arenal zu bieten hat. In dem Jahr war ich jedenfalls solo gewesen und als wir ca. zwei Wochen vor der Reise zum Flughafen gefahren waren, um die Reise zu buchen, freute ich mich auf zwei Wochen Party total.nnAm Flughafen angekommen, klapperten wir s?¤mtliche "Last Minute"-Schalter ab und lie??en und ausf??hrlich Zeit mit der Buchung unserer Reise. Dabei checkten wir schon mal so nebenbei ein bissel die M?¤dels ab, denn es war ein ziemlich hei??er Tag und es gibt doch nichts Sch?¶neres, als M?¤dels in kurzen R?¶cken und Tops. Am Ende der Reihe der Reiseb??ros, war die gr?¶??te Kundenschlange und wir stellten uns direkt hinter zwei s????en M?¤dels an, die sich auch erst kurz vor uns in die Reihe gestellt hatten. Jens und ich flachsten ein wenig herum und als die M?¤dels merkten, dass sich hinter ihnen noch jemand in die Reihe gestellt hatte, drehten sie sich um. Das M?¤del, dass direkt vor mir stand, war ziemlich gro??. Fast so gro?? wie ich. Ich bin ??ber 1,90 m gro?? und ich sch?¤tze mal, dass sie in etwa 1,80 m gro?? war.

** Note: This series Adventures with Leslie is a sequel to the series Things to Do with My Slut (aka Adventures with Emma). For any reference on the characters please see the original series. Thanks. **nnChapter 01 -- Game OnnnIt had been 3 full weeks since I had seen or heard from Emma, Vivian or Penny. I was beginning to wonder if the game was truly over. I did not want to press the issue but I was beginning to worry. I pressed through the days that passed in a fog, wondering what, if anything would happen next.nnThat all changed on that Friday morning. I was headed to work when my cell phone rang. I was delighted to see Emma's office number in the caller id.nn"Long time no speak," I answered.nn"We are having a lunch meeting you need to come to," Emma informed me.nn"Sounds like you are back to being in charge," I observed.nn"A great leader sees it through until the end," she replied, "and does not desert those that followed with heart and character."nn"That's very poetic," I admitted. "What does it mean?"nn"I will see you at noon," she said as she hung up the phone.nnI was puzzled. It was a very poetic but cryptic message. What was going on now?

I met her at the hippest nightclub on the island. She was the hottest girl on the dance floor, and believe me there was no shortage of hot girls in that place that night. The island was the newest hot spot for vacationing beautiful, young and wild people that year.nnAnd this nightclub was the place to be on a Saturday night, or any other night for that matter. The air inside was thick with pure lust. Sexy young women dressed in their sexiest clothes were trying to seduce young men and sometimes women. Hot men were doing their best to keep up with their girlfriends or get the attention of others.nnI was standing in a corner with a bottle of beer in my hand when I noticed her on the dance floor. The first thing that caught my eye was her hair. It was black, thick, long and glorious. When she moved her head as she danced, her hair would brush against other dancers on the floor. She was wearing a sexy white halter-top that complimented the perfect shape of her medium sized breasts. Her flat V shaped stomach was bare and I could see the little diamond stud that decorated her belly button. Her tight jeans were low cut and I could see the tattoos that decorated her lower back and her torso. The crack of her shapely butt was also revealed every time she bended or leaned forward.nnI watched her every move intently as she moved to the rhythm and beat of the dance music. A handsome blonde guy who looked like he already knew her approached her a few times and she all but completely ignored him. Then a busty blonde girl approached her and they started dancing together. My cock started moving in my jeans as they started boldly touching, rubbing and humping each other on the dance floor. After the blonde got tired and sat down at a table a couple of good-looking men approached the black-haired beauty, but they were also ignored.

*All my stories are real experiences I've had unless otherwise stated. Glad to find a place where there are others who appreciate this kind of life! nn*nnMy mates will tell you that I've been a horny fucker ever since I came out of the womb! As I was growing up I always passed for being a few years older than my actual age and that made me a hit with the ladies pretty early on. My high school years were what most people experience in their college years.party, party, party! Sure I did some pretty stupid shit but hell, that's what it's all about! I gotta say that I owe a heck of a lot to my Phys Ed teacher/rowing coach Mr. Taylor. or Kevin as most of us guys called him. He pushed us real hard in training right from 9th Grade through to grad but he compensated that with the best rewards any horny guys could ask for. nnBy 12th Grade, and just turned 18 years old, I was Kev's right-hand man when it came to training sessions with the senior crew. We worked the guys hard in the gym and on the track through the winter months and out on the water in the summer. Every morning at 6:00am we were all working our asses off to get to the championships and by the time we had to clean up and get to class our muscles were tense as fuck and coach made sure we got that tension released. nnKev was still a pretty young teacher. At 27 he had a ripped bod and good looks that gave me a run for my money when it came to the chicks around school. After spending the first couple of years in competition we finally got our acts together and realised that we would work better as a team. For the past year Kev and I had been taggin this hot piece of ass from our rival school. She was the girlfriend of one of the guys on their team and I had made sure to get her home when her boyfriend fucked off with his mates after a competition. Since then we'd been keeping her warm every few nights and kept saying to each other how much the guys back at school would like gettin their dicks into her.

Because of his job, encountering delayed flights, angry passengers and rude employees on his way to the airport was nothing new to Dave. Typically he would leave on a Sunday night or Monday morning, returning Wednesday or Thursday to finish up the week back home in the office. But this was no normal trip -- while to many a trip to Cleveland may not seem exciting, they would be wrong. Dave left for the airport straight from the office on Friday. Instead of the normal hotels his company booked for him, he had upgraded to the suite for the weekend. nnThis weekend was the result of much anticipation, waiting, and excitement. Dave was finally meeting his friend Molly. They met online and had been chatting, emailing, calling, and flirting for months now. It just so happened that work was bringing Dave to her neck of the woods this week. Dave decided to come out the weekend before so they could spend some time together. nnOf course, now that the weekend was finally here, Dave had been sitting in the plane on the tarmac for 3 hours, due to thunderstorms. Fortunately the storms seemed to be clearing. Dave had been texting Molly, so she knew what was going on and understood, but Dave still felt bad. They had dinner plans and were going to go out afterwards; he certainly didn't want to miss a minute of it! A friend had dropped her at the airport where Dave was meeting her and using the rental car on the company for the week, taking her back home Sunday night. So he knew that she probably was as bored and anxious as he was.nnFinally the captain made the announcement to buckle seatbelts because they were about to take off. Dave breathed a sigh of relief and excitement and texted Molly one last time, letting her know. It had been a long day. Dave leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, excited but wanting to be well rested.

Chapter 02 -- The PromnnThe week was flying by and I was feeling good about things. My weekend getting to know Leslie and convincing her to play the game was outstanding. I still think I have more power in this game than even I realize, but only time will truly tell that.nnI was on my way home from work on Thursday night, thinking of nothing more than having a beer and watching the ballgame. When I heard my cell phone ringing as I drove, I figured those plans might changenn"Hello," I picked up my cell.nn"It's Penny," she said on the other end of the line.nn"How are you my dear," I asked politely.nn"I'm good, but this is not a social call," she informed me.nn"It never is," I cemented. "Is everything alright?"nn"Oh yes," she confirmed. "I am calling for Leslie. I have your first assignment in the new game."nn"I figured," I jeered. "So what are we doing?"nn"We aren't doing anything," she replied, sounding disappointed. "You need to get a tuxedo and meet Leslie at her house tomorrow night at 5:30pm sharp."nn"Ok, I can handle that," I admitted. "Do you know what my 'assignment' actually is?"nn"You will be chaperoning Mindy's high school prom," Penny revealed.