She sat next to me again, kissed me, and then spoke quietly. “You
can touch them if you want. Half the fun of titrings is the stimulation.
You don’t have to worry about hurting me, even if you do this.” She
demonstrated with a tug and twist that looked horrible, yet she grinned
all the while.

I must have looked shocked. “I’ve got an office mate who
breastfed her kids,” Susan said, putting her arm around my shoulder.
“She said that babies suck and bite awfully hard, yet it usually just
felt good until the kids got teeth. Nipples really are made to take it,
so you don’t have to worry. Come on, touch them.”

I did, feeling the cool metal of the rings, and then gingerly
following the ring to where it entered her nipple through the knit fabric
of her sweater. My fascination quickly got the better of me as I gently
traced the curve of her nipple, then tentatively took the ring in my
finger and lifted it.

“That feels nice,” she said, squeezing me and resting her cheek on
my shoulder as I tentatively pulled at a ring.

Soon, I was lost in an erotic reverie as I explored the soft
shapes of her breasts, the hard lumps of her nipples, the soft texture of
her sweater, and her rings. Her hands were on me, sliding over my chest
and running down my hips as we kissed, and then her hand was on my penis.

I was relaxed enough to look at Susan as a whole person. Perhaps
a day of skiing with her helped, or perhaps I was just getting used to
seeing her strange nose jewelry. She was pretty, short brown hair, round
face and pale skin. Her heavy ski sweater hid her figure, but halfway
through the meal, she said she was hot and took it off, revealing a slim
figure under a snug red turtleneck. Judging by the way the turtleneck
clung to her small breasts and exposed the shape of her large nipples,
she couldn’t have been wearing much of anything under it.see the movies/a>

“Dinner?” I asked.

“In Idaho Springs?”

“Sure.”

“OK,” she said, and then hesitated. “Want a romantic apres-ski
date or just food?”

“Just food was all I had in mind,” I said, and then chuckled, “I’m
open to more, though. Got any place in mind?”

“How about something Chinese?”

“Sounds good.”

She reached over and briefly rested her hand on my knee, and a few
minutes later, we drove off the interstate and pulled up outside a
Chinese restaurant that looked like it had been built in a fairly modern
bank building, complete with drive-up teller’s window.

I went in feeling mellow after a long day on the slopes. Either
the food was good or I was too hungry to be very critical. I wasn’t
feeling very talkative, and that seemed to satisfy Susan, but as she ate,
she looked at me with an interesting look on her face, and she didn’t
seem to mind my looking at her.

It was a great day for skiing, sunny and warm enough that few
people wore hats. I usually begin a skiing outing with a warmup run or
two on the intermediate slopes, and it was great fun breezing down the
mountain, feeling the wind in my face and the snow under my feet.
Whores Teenage Gallery!

I told her I was still a little hurt but that I was glad to see her.
I invited her in and through the conversation that followed, it
turned out that my sister went to her house and explained the whole
situation. “I am really sorry about this,” she said “I want to make
this up to you”. I then suggested that she change into her bikini
that she left so that whenever she comes over she can slip into it
and use the beach to her hearts delight. She changed and I put my
trunks on and I met her on the beach. The sun was just going down
and the horizon glowed with bright red and the water and everything
else was a brilliant orange. We walked down the beach hand in hand
with the tide lapping at our feet, back and forth, back and forth.
After about 10 minutes of this, no talking she stopped, and grabbed
my hands and stared deep into my eyes. At that moment, she looked
more beautiful than I can ever remember. Her blonde hair was blowing
slightly by the wind. She then said “Joe, we have been going
together for eight months now and you have respected my wish of no
sexual contact. At this moment, I realize that I love you more than
I could love anybody and I am now willing to have you and I make
love. I know you love me the same.” My heart couldn’t have been more
happier! I just stood there dumbfounded and so lost in love and in
her eyes that I couldn’t move. She then leaned against me and
brushed my hair out of my eye, put her loving arms around my neck and
kissed me. I kissed back long and very deeply and with as much
passion as I could muster. I felt her knees get weak and her body go
limp in my arms. She then looked long into my eyes and at that
moment I knew it was truly meant to be. She layed down on the sand
and I layed down beside her. The next thing I knew, we were in a
lovers embrace, rolling around on top of each other, half in and half
out of the water. When she started to tug at my trunks drawstring, I
knew this moment would change our relationship forever and introduced
us both into the world of true love and feeling. I then slowly
peeled her bikini off lovingly with very much tenderness, touching,
and little kisses all over her young, sleek, beautiful body. She
then said “make love to me.” In a very quiet and excited voice. We
then made hot, passionate sweet love. I will never forget that
night……..the two of us ………on that beach far away. The
magic is still here with us both, even though that was fifty years
ago. She is calling me in to dinner now so take care!

There was an unusual amoint of tension in the air as Susie walked in the
living room. All the guys stopped to stare. She has massive 40C
tits…and she loves to show them off. Tonights attire was no different.
A tight black mini, a low cut black sweater, and a barely there tank top.
She looked good. She was ready for action.

She checked out the availible guys in the room. They were not much. There
was Joe, who was going out with her roommate. (not a good idea, she had
already fucked Shelly’s boyfriend once). Doug, he was cute but she had had
too many sexual experiance & postions with him already. They had went out
for awhile just to fuck. The rest were just average guys that did not
really turn her on. She was looking for the guy, you know the one who
gives you the Fuck me eyes from hell. And makes you cream in your little
lace panties right there!

Susie, drank a few beers…flirted with some of the guys…(practice you
know). She realized that all this beer was making her horny as hell! She
asked dear ole’ Doug if he wanted to go outside for a smoke. Doug who was
a little tispy himself said sure. She didn’t really want to fuck Dough
again… she was saving that for later but a little four play may hold her
off till another guy came along. They kinda relaxed against the air
condtioner unit. He slipped his hands inside her sweater and sqeezed her
left nipple. His reward was a small little gasp of pleasure. She wanted
to return the favoe and slid her hands into his bermuda shorts, fondleing
his balls. He really did have a nice set of balls. He pushed her a little
farther back and let his hands roam her soft thighs. He was suprised to
find out she wore no underwear and took advatage of the situation. As he
finger fucked her, she writed up and down, crying out in ectasy. Within
moments she had her first orgasism. Soon she pulled down her skirt, fixed
her and went back inside.

Everyone else was ready to go uptown & hit the bars, to drink & dance. She
jumped in Scotty’s mustang and they sped up toward Trash Cans the favortie
of her little group. Susie was not 21, but with a show of her ample
cleavage she was usually marked high.

She went to flirt with the bartender, a friend of hers she occasionally
fooled around with. He gave her his house special! She went upstairs to
scope out the place. There were a few frat boys she remembered from some
parties, a few randoms that were in her classes and then the bouncers.
They was a new one on duty tonight, At least one she had never seen
before. He had sandy hair, blue eyes, nice build, and a great little ass.

She went up to him & started flirting. Putting the coy little hand on his
shoulder, touching his thigh. Alas though he was soon taken away by some
rowdies at the other end of the bar. Susie was real horny right now &
decide to go into the DJ booth to cool off. But Phil, didn’t think that
was what she had in mind. He programmed a few CD’s and had her give him a
blow job. She was real good a licking his hot throbbing cock. She love to
take it all the way in her mouth and suck on his balls. It was one of her
few pleasure giving oral sex. She knew jsut the right amount of pressure
to put on his dick. She loved to play and lick and tease. She also did
something that most girls hated. She swallowed. She loved the taste of
sperm coming down her throat. His love tool shooting his sweet load in her
warm, inviting mouth.

Soon the cd’s were over she reapplied her lipstick & went out to dance.
Her bouncer had made his way back towards the dance floor. Told her was
about to go on break & did she want to join him. Boy did she. They went
downstairs so he could clock out. He then led her down to the basement
where the beer cooler was. It was a pretty hot night so the cool air felt
good. Susie was so excited her sweet juice were almost running down her
legs. She quickly pulled his hard cock and guided it up and into her. He
was long and hard & he knew wahat he was doing he also loved to tease. He
would pull it out anfd make her beg for him to put it back in. She came
many times. All of the sudden the cooler door opened.

In walked Derek the bartender she knew. Seeing such a sigh as Susie
sprawled across a few cased of MGD, made him instanly hard. Susie was
always up for a goodthreesome so she offered her ass to Derek. He mounted
her from behind… Together all thre found a rhythm that made them scream in
passion. After 20 or 30 minutes, the 3 finally spent laid there exhausted.
derek had to get back upsatirs so they all got dressed and rapidly went
back. Susie went back dancing with her friends…. and started hitting on
Scottie while wondering if he would make it number 5.