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Michelle continued to moan, and couldn’t bring herself to stop either. She should have wondered who the boy was. Would he tell? But all she could think of was Pete’s cock in her cunt, filling and satisfying her. She knew she was going to fuck him. She had always wished she had stayed that night. He was SO hot! Whether he had a wife or not, she had to fuck him. Whether she was a wife or not, she had to fuck him.

As his body flinched and his penis released its semen, she knew she had. They humped a little more. The boy was still watching. She pulled Pete close, trying to kiss him. But he moved his mouth to her left nipple. She wanted an orgasm. She fucked him, and now had his cum dripping from her cunt. She deserved an orgasm! (more…)

He pressed against her, twirling his finger over the smooth curve of her dress. “Then fuck me now, let me touch you, taste you, fill you.”

“No. It can’t happen. I don’t want it to happen.”

“Then why did you send me an invitation?”

Michelle turned her head away. She bit her lip. Pete began stroking her hair with his right hand, and caressing her breast with his left. He pressed his right leg in between hers.

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Pete was a gorgeous guy who had his pick of women. I fact, he usually picked more than one of them. This may not seem like a problem to some, but I’m sure his wife wouldn’t have been to happy to find out. as for me, I was more limited in opportunities. But I knew I would never have to worry about ‘picking’ again was I was soon to have my own wife.

Her name was Michelle, and with an unlimited pick of women, I would have chose her. She was beautiful, soft, and sexy. I wondered how I had landed a girl whose medium-length blonde hair glowed in the sun, whose face captivated the eyes of every man who beheld it, whose breasts turned heads with their side-to-side bobbing as she walked. She was incredible, and soon to be my wife.

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“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…
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I walked up to her and took her in my arms. I felt her arms around me, her soft kiss against my throat and than she broke contact. Chris moved backwards to the table and took of her top and let it fall to the floor. I saw her in her bra, even though it was to dark to see the color I knew it was red. I followed her, we kissed again while my hands moved softly over her back…

Clair pushed my t-shirt up, we had to break our kiss so she could push it over my head. She pushed me a bit back and opened the buttons of my jeans, pushing them together with my boxer down. She dropped down on her knees and I felt the soft touch of her lips… it was so exiting, I though it was a dream and suddenly I will wake up alone in bed.
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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.
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