ログイン"Fuck her, Simon!" she cried with glee. "Fuck that slut! Use her like the slut she is, Simon -- make that girl feel like she's just a slutty little fucktoy for your cock!"And Lisa was whimpering his ear: "Fuck me, Simon. Make me your slut, Simon. I want to be such a good little slut for you... oh GOD!"Lisa cried out in pleasure, and she couldn't say a word more -- all she could do was moan and pant as Simon ploughed her. He was fucking her hard, pumping his cock again and again into her perfectly tight pussy. He seized her hands and held them down against the bed, pinning her in place; she gripped him tight with her thighs as if her whole body was just begging him to keep fucking her. Her tits were shaking and jiggling wildly with every thrust. Simon could feel himself building towards climax again, and the thought flashed across his mind -- was it too soon? Shouldn't he try to keep going?But as if she read his mind, Tilly was speaking: "Don't hold back, Simon. This is your first t
Not breaking eye contact, Tilly took his cock in her hand, and gave it a single, gentle kiss. She barely brushed it with her lips, but Simon's every nerve was alert to the touch of her mouth, and he felt his cock pulsing in her hand. She kissed it again, more firmly, and then again. Then very slowly, she opened her mouth... and licked his cock from the base to the tip. Simon felt a shiver of ecstasy rushing all through his body. Tilly's tongue on his cock was wet and soft and supple. She licked him again, caressing his entire shaft with her tongue, and then circling the head several times, licking it from every angle. Simon was breathing heavily, barely aware of Lisa stroking his hair, his eyes fixed on Tilly. She opened her mouth wide, and licked his cock once again, but this time it was as though she was licking it with her whole mouth, letting her lips and tongue run slowly together up the shaft from the balls to the tip.Tilly met his gaze again for one moment, and he saw the glea
3: Lisa and TillyTilly shut the door, and turned to face Simon. She and Lisa stood side by side, looking at him, those mischievous smiles dancing on their faces. They were in a large bedroom, and in its centre stood a massive king sized bed. Simon stood facing the girls. He had never felt so exctied in his life -- or so nervous.Lisa stepped towards him, a playful gleam in her eyes. She came very close, brushed her body against him, and began stroking his chest with her hand. "Tilly," she said. "I think Simon's wearing too many clothes.""Oh I do agree," said Tilly. She stepped close too, and began unbuttoning Simon's shirt. As Lisa slipped her hand inside the shirt and ran her fingers across Simon's chest, Tilly leaned in, and very softly kissed his neck. It made a shiver run right through his body. He could feel her breath on the skin of his neck as her lips lingered there. Then she kissed him again, but harder. Simon's breath caught in his throat. He had never imagined that being
Sophie nodded, with another shy but hopeful smile at Simon. With a gentle tug on his arm, Lisa steered him away. "I'm glad you met Sophie," she said to him in an undertone, as she led him across the room between the groups of girls. "Of course, she's just your type.""How do you know what my type is?" asked Simon. "We've only just met!""Oh Simon," she said in an indulgent tone, and turned him to face her. She was smiling broadly, and as she leaned in against his chest and slipped her arms around his waist, he could feel her tits pressing against him."It's not hard to tell," she whispered playfully as she looked up at him. "I only had to see where your eyes went when I answered the door."And with a wicked grin, not waiting for him to answer, she pulled him over to one of the couches. A girl was sitting there alone. She was a brunette like Lisa, but unlike Lisa's bouncing curls, her hair was straight. She wore a slim black choker round her neck, and a spangly dark blue blouse with a
By the time he got back to his dormitory, Simon had almost convinced himself that the meeting with Venus must have been a dream. He had been affected by the hot sun on the beach, he was trying to tell himself. He paused in the corridor outside his room, digging in his pockets for his keys. Yes, he told himself firmly yet again. It had obviously just been his imagination playing tricks on --"Hey!" called a voice. "Are you Simon?"Simon turned, and saw a girl running up the corridor towards him. She had bright red hair, and she wore a pretty, flower-patterned sundress."Um -- yes," he said. "That's me.""Oh good," said the girl, panting as she stopped in front of him. "I thought I'd missed you."Up close, Simon thought she was stunningly cute. She had bright blue eyes, dimpled and rosy cheeks, and her wavy red hair fell in beautiful tumbles below her shoulders. Her sundress was cut very low at the front, and as she drew a series of deep breaths, her creamy-white chest heaved. Simon had
She looked Simon straight in the eye. Something in her gaze made him feel like she was looking right into him, into his innermost thoughts. It should have felt uncomfortable, but it didn't. Something about that look made Simon feel like it was okay. Like whatever she could see in him, she wasn't judging him, and she didn't care. Like she could see all of him, and all of him was safe."I certainly have power," said Venus slowly and silkily, "To help a heartsick boy who wants only to experience the joys of my domain."Simon felt a flutter in his stomach. "What do you mean?"Venus turned towards Santa May, and stared thoughtfully at the town. "You know Simon," she said, "The girls in this place aren't nearly as unexciting as you've experienced so far. I know what you fantasised it would be like in college, and I know how much of a letdown it seems. But really... really, you haven't met any of the interesting girls in Santa May so far. Not the ones who are living their young lives with tr
It wasn't that Erik wasn't attractive. He was really pretty cute -- naturally wavy red hair and the accompanying freckles, a big sweet smile, sparkling eyes. He was a little shorter than Ace, and he had a very nice body, compact and trim. Having worked alongside Erik for months, Ace knew his friend
Ace shuddered. "Point taken.""Not a sports fan, then?" Paul asked, concerned."I've played," Ace said. "More into track and field, though. I did baseball and soccer for a while when I was a kid. I'll be able to follow along with the big boys, don't worry.""So that's a yes?" Paul's face was filled
He flagged down their waitress and asked her to rustle up a cotton candy. She looked at the two beautiful men sitting together and caught the blush fluttering across Ace's face. Her grin twinkled at the pair of them, and Paul could tell that she didn't think this was purely a man date.Paul leaned
Paul woke the next morning with the sun warm on his face and a mop of golden hair on his chest. He had that unsettling feeling of not knowing where he was.Suddenly, the fog of sleep cleared and he remembered what had brought him to this moment. Ace's slick skin, the irresistible scent of the oil a






