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The Private Workout 

Freshman must know their place. Man, I heard that shit, everyday in every way. Once I started to get some minutes and some touches Dawson ends up in my face. I don’t need this crap from anyone. First round NBA material, my shiny butt. I’ve got a better jump shot and smoother moves than that geek. He’s got no right to disrespect me, talking ‘bout me not working hard enough. I bust my ass on the court. When I started mouthing back at Dawson, the damn assistant coach ended up in my face. Sucker took me aside and gave me that line about Dawson being the hardest working guard in college basketball, blah, blah, blah. He tells me Dawson has a key to the gym and does private workouts at three in the morning on top of our two a day practices. He hits me with stuff about Dawson having half my talent but three times my motivation. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they want to see motivation, I’ll show them motivation.

I figure if I pound on the door loud enough either Dawson or security will let me in. I don’t tell anybody I’m coming by because I want to shake up that ugly face Dawson. No more private workouts for that pampered prick. Going to make him feel some of the pressure that’s been pounding down on me this year.

I show up at the gym and the dumb ass has left the door unlocked. Stupid geek is going to get himself hosed one way or the other. Some punk come through that door, he could just blow that fool away. Of course, that’s what I’m planning to do to him on the court. One on one, mano-mano, going to show him moves he’s never dreamed existed. I was going to earn some respect and shut his face. At least that was the plan. What I didn’t see coming was going to drop my jaw.

I quietly closed and locked the door to the gym and headed for the locker room to change. I just about made it to the door when I heard a woman giggle. That stopped me dead in my tracks. I paused a moment and then snuck up on the door. When I looked in the jaw dropping began.

Dawson had his shorts and jock strap down to his knees. Some cute, little curly head thing I’d seen around campus was kneeling on a bench, her perfect brown titties hanging out of her raised t-shirt, and she was sucking Dawson’s cock for all she was worth. Dawson had both hands on her head and he was just swaying back and forth, taking it all in as she was taking him all in. The geek might have some moves after all!

I moved a little further back into the shadows but I still had me a pretty good view of the bench. The babe was wearing a pair of pink panties that contrasted nicely with her smooth, dark skin. She was holding on to Dawson’s hard cock and flicking her tongue around the tip getting him to groan pretty well. The woman certainly seemed to know her way around a blowjob.

My own hard cock had just come out of my pants when I saw her stand up and strip off those pretty panties. She had a nice black bush that she’d trimmed back past the bikini line. It stood on a proud mound. Her pussy lips were puffy. Her nipples looked puffy too. This babe looked like she was ready for action and left no doubt when she bent down. She placed her hands on the bench and stuck her fine butt up in the air towards Dawson. He was standing there holding his cock, inspecting this fine parcel of female real estate in front of his eyes. Didn’t take the geek very long to decide what he was going to do with that erection he was holding. He guided it between those sweet ass cheeks and found her wet hungry pussy. Now, it was her turn to do some groaning as he stuck the whole length of that bad boy deep inside her and just held it there a moment. She was impaled on that big prick and seemed like she was enjoying the experience. She tried to start moving her hips but Dawson just held her still a few more moments, pushing his dick inside her as far as it would go. Then he began sliding it slowly in and out of her delicious dampness. He’d pull back until he almost fell out of her and then just plunge back in. She was groaning on the outstroke and sighing as he pushed it back inside her.

What started slow began to pick up speed. Dawson moved his big hands up to her firm boobs, leaving her free to begin grinding her ass against him, working her pussy up and down along his big hard prick. They found a compatible fucking motion and began to rock with it, his hard ass and her sweet, round one bobbing together. She started on moaning while he started pumping her a little bit deeper, a little bit faster, all the while cupping a nice round, brown titties in each hand and rubbing it in circles. All this heated action got me jerking off like a madman. They’d start fucking harder and I’d get to jerk my dick harder right along with them. She was moaning and breathing so hard that I was pretty confident they weren’t about to hear me slapping my dick in the dark. Dawson was making little grunting noises in his throat as he worked over that wiggling round ass, pumping away at that hot, brown pussy. Hardest working guard in college basketball, indeed. Sucker was certainly working hard now, slamming his pelvis onto that lovely behind causing their skin to slap together again and again. She was crying out, “Faster…Harder…. Ohhh…Deeper…. Ohhh…fuck me good…. fuck me…fuck me!!!”

Sure enough, the well-trained coach’s pet was good at taking instructions. He was fucking her faster, harder and deeper. If that wasn’t good enough, he shifted into overdrive. His butt cheeks were like a blur as he went into a pure fucking frenzy. She was screaming about cumming and he was just pounding away like crazy before I heard him grunt loudly. His body stiffened and he plunged forward one more time. Their hips jerked and shook as he shot his load deep inside her. I shot mine deep into a towel I carry in my gym bag. For a moment, I just listened to them pant as I tried to catch my breath.

I moved quietly in the darkness to the exit door. Escaping into the early morning darkness, I left it unlocked. No use getting Dawson or his cute babe suspicious. I’m still planning to steal more of his pt and next year, I’m going to start making people around here forget he even existed but even I must admit. The geek certainly got himself a fine set of moves.

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Back Seat Hussle

Back Seat Hussle

Leeann followed Shauna out of the bar and into the parking lot, the cool, night air slipped up her skirt, tickling her damp inner thighs and pussy. She pushed her red hair out of her eyes and behind her ear. The memory of Shauna’s licking, finished only moments ago in the ladies’ room, made her hot. Her bare nipples rubbed against the inside of her blouse adding to her overall arousal.

Leeann watched Shauna’s long, thick hair sway against her wide ass.

Her tight jeans hugged every curve and emphasized the size and roundness of each butt cheek. She had never felt attracted to a woman, but Shauna was different. Her plump, earth-motherly figure suited her; the raw, unashamed, womanly love she had generously given made her radiant in Leeann’s eyes.

“I’m parked in the corner,” Shauna said. She pointed to a corner of the lot with a broken light.

Leeann giggled nervously; all she could think about doing was getting her face in Shauna’s pussy and making her scream in delight. The mere thought of being able to satisfy Shauna, made her own pussy tingle; her nipples hardened to complete erection. With every step, Leeann’s blouse chaffed her nipples causing a delicious little pain. Her throat was tight with anticipation. Suddenly, Leeann worried that her lack of experience would leave Shauna unsatisfied. She could not fail. Tonight, Leeann wanted nothing more than to satisfy this Godsend, this goddess. Shauna appeared just when she needed a friend and a lover the most. She promised herself that she would do whatever it took to satiate her new friend’s sexual appetite. She would not let her down.

As they got closer to the car, Leeann could see that the car was big, old Lincoln. In her memory of high school dating, she could practically smell the leather and imagine the big bench seats. Leeann looked at Shauna again; there was something so delicious about her Shauna’s round ass, broad shoulders, wide hips and heavy breasts made her breathe hard.

Shauna got the keys out of her pocket.

Leeann could not resist. She moved closer to Shauna and put her arm around her new friend’s waist. When Shauna stopped to unlock the door of the Lincoln, Leeann stepped in behind her, put both arms around her waist and hugged her. She gave a tight squeeze, dropped her hands to the front of Shauna’s thighs and gave a little rub.

“Darlin’! Oh, that feels nice.” Shauna turned around and, leaning against the car, returned the hug. Shauna started gently nuzzling the redhead’s ear.

Leeann felt like she was quickly spinning out of control. Shauna knew exactly how to push her buttons. She knew how to put her in a thoughtless hyper-emotional frenzied sexual state. Her power, her comfort, her size, her spiritual warmth were more intoxicating than any amount of wine. She felt her head swim and her spine go soft. Oh mother, Leeann thought. I would get naked and bay at the moon for this woman. Leeann felt Shauna’s heavy breasts press against her and her sexual aura envelop her. Leeann kissed Shauna. The big woman’s lips were so soft, so loving. Her tongue was gentle; her cheeks were smooth. Leeann knew only that it all felt so right. When their lips parted, Leeann’s breathing was short and labored as if she had been running.

“Oh Darlin’ did you say you’d never done this before, because I sure wouldn’t have guessed that.”

“It’s all you,” Leeann confessed. “Really. I mean, the way you licked me in there. The way you’ve been so nice to me.” Leeann felt a lump in her throat and a tear formed at the corner of her eye. “No one has ever been so nice to me, I mean without expecting anything in return. It makes me want to do anything for you, and everything for you.” She let out a little sob.

“Darlin’ don’t cry, don’t cry.” Shauna pulled the redhead’s cheek to her voluptuous breast and comforted her, smoothing her hair. “There’s nothing to cry about.” Shauna gave her a quick squeeze. “Come on. Let’s get into the car.”

Once inside Shauna didn’t even get the car started when Leeann slide across the seat and began planting kisses on her throat. “Oh Shauna, what do you want, Baby? Tell me what I can do to please you.” Leeann’s hand drifted to Shauna’s bosom and began unbuttoning her shirt. Four quick buttons later, Leeann’s hands crept over the large silky bra cup, searching for a nipple to tweak.

Shauna let out a little gasp, and Leeann knew that she was on the right track. She undid the fifth button, and pushed her shirt wide open. One at a time, Leeann stretched the cups to pull her breasts free. In the dim light, Shauna’s massive breasts flowed out of her shirt, exposing semi-erect nipples. Leeann put her lips to one nipple. She gently flicked her tongue against the nipple, once, then again. Shauna inhaled sharply and Leeann went in for the kill she pressed her whole mouth against the nipple and sucked, harder this time. With her free hand, she played with Shauna’s other breast. She found the nipple, rubbed and gently squeezed. Leeann sucked the nipple hard and came up only to kiss Shauna full on the mouth.

“I need to lick you, Baby, and I want to do it now. Here, in the car.”

It was Shauna’s turn to start breathing hard. “In the car? Oh Darlin’ that’s one of my absolute biggest turn ons. How did you know?”

“I don’t know anything; I only know that I need to please you. Now come on.” Leeann insisted. “Now, I want you to take your jeans off. I don’t mean pull then down around your ankles. I mean take them off and toss them in the back seat. I want to see your big gorgeous body naked and jiggling with the pleasure that I give you.”

Shauna took a deep breath. Leeann’s hot talk made her wet and horny. As she listened, she too was wanted nothing more than to follow the redhead’s imagination. “Yes,” was all she could mutter. She reached down and unbuttoned her jeans. Slipping off her shoes, she then wiggled out of her jeans, and tossed them in the back seat

Leeann stared as Shauna took off her shirt and bra, and with a mischievous grin tossed them into the back seat too. Leeann’s mouth watered at the site of Shauna’s large naked body. The abundance of Shauna’s soft flesh was compelling; she wanted to dive in, face first and let it surround her, comfort her. She wanted to lick and tickle and tease Shauna until she screamed with pleasure. The sight of Shauna’s black thong underwear against her pale skin almost made her cum on the spot.

Leeann started with her hands. She placed a hand on her soft beefy thigh, and another on her breast. She put her mouth oh Shauna’s big shoulder and gave a gentle nibble. From her thigh, Leeann slid her hand down to Shauna’s thong covered pussy.

“I’ll need to get that off.”

“No, I want to do it,” Leeann said. “But first you need to get your knees up on the seat.”


Leeann guided the big woman so that she was on all fours on the front seat, her ass facing Leeann. She lightly ran her fingernails from the backs of Shauna’s knees to the crack of her wide ass. Her thong, wedged deeply into her ass crack, accentuated the size of each cheek. The sight thrilled Leeann; she was in awe of the pure amount of warm smooth flesh. She leaned forward and hugged Shauna’s ass, pressing her face against one plush ass cheek. Leeann pressed her wet lips on Shauna’s ass then gave a little nibble.

Shauna moaned.

Leeann helped Shauna out of her thong. When it was free of her feet, Leeann held it up and figured there was enough material there to tie up someone. She hung the flimsy underwear from the rearview mirror.

As she caressed Shauna’s ass with one hand, she slid the other between her legs. They both groaned with pleasure. Leeann found Shauna’s cleanly shaven pussy sopping wet and sensitive.

“Lick me, please, Darlin’. Lick me now.”

Leeann quickly guided Shauna’s knees apart, flipped on her back, and slid her face under Shauna’s waiting pussy. More than a little nervous about licking pussy for the first time, she took a deep breath. After the body-racking orgasm Shauna had given her, Leeann was determined to tongue-fuck her into ecstasy.

She put her arms around Shauna’s ass, pulled the weight of her body onto her face, and began licking. When her mouth first touched pussy, the taste and tangy feeling it left on her tongue intrigued her. She started licking fervently, randomly licking Shauna all over then calmed down. She thought about what she wanted in a licking and slowly did the same to Shauna. She dug her tongue into Shauna’s cunt and swirled it around.

The big woman moaned. “Oh yeah Darlin’ that’s it; right there.”

With her hands still roaming over Shauna’s ass, she began to scratch lightly as she licked.

Shauna moaned. “Don’t stop, Darlin’. Ohhhhh, it feels so good. Lick me, lick me, lick me.” Leeann kept licking and let her fingernails dance lightly between Shauna’s ass cheeks. Shauna moaned loudly and Leeann had a suspicion. She danced her fingernails further down and over her asshole.

“Oh yeah! Right there, Darlin’. Right THERE!”

Her mouth, chin, and nose were covered with Shauna’s love juice. Leeann lapped Shauna’s cunt as fast as she could while massaging one broad ass cheek and rubbing her asshole.

“I’m gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum!”

Leeann felt Shauna’s pussy, belly, and thighs tremble; she licked harder and massaged her asshole harder. She wondered if this was it or if Shauna might possibly lick her again later.

Shauna let out a guttural moan then stiffened. “Oh, oh, oh, OH YEAH!”

Leeann felt the extra juice on her face. She tried to keep up, licking as much as she could. She stopped licking, waited, and then gave Shauna another lick.

“Oh! Stop that, and come here.”

They wiggled, maneuvered, and rolled around the front seat until they were face to face. The big woman bear-hugged Leeann. “Yum,” she said. She kissed ear and licked her own excess juice from Leeann’s face.

“Oh Darlin’, that was wonderful.” She pulled Leeann’s face to deep cleavage and stroked her soft red hair. “Truly, I can’t wait to get us back to my place.”

“Me either,” Leeann replied.


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Transferring Assets

Transferring Assets 

Brian Doyle walked into the bank at 11:15. He saw that the tellers were busy, but the cute young black girl at the customer service desk looked bored. He sat in front of her, smiled, and said, “I’d like to transfer some money between accounts.”

She looked up and smiled back at him; her nameplate said Saundra Jones. “I can help you with that, sir.” Her smile exposed perfectly white and even teeth contrasted against her thick shapely lips that were coated in a subdued maroon lipstick.

He placed his account card on the desk and slid it to her. Brian studied her as she tapped away at the computer keyboard. A generous swath of eyeliner dramatized Saundra’s jade green eyes and soft, thick lashes. She brushed her long, kinky hair away from her face several times as she typed. Brian could not help but thinking what those succulent lips would feel like wrapped around his dick. He found himself getting mildly aroused at the thought of having his way with this little hottie. He fantasized about waiting until the bank closed and then doing her right on the desk in full view of the locked glass door. The sweet contrast of a stodgy bank and him, a middle-aged, pale-assed mick, fucking a hot black chick made him hard. He watched as she typed, and it was clear that her pale green blouse was a size too small through the bust. As she got a slip of paper from the drawer, he could clearly see her breasts between the gap. It didn’t go unnoticed that her tits overflowed her cups. She kept her arms spread between the keyboard and a printer. Finally, he looked up from her breasts into her face.

Saundra smiled; she knew that he was staring, so she wiggled her shoulders.

Brian told her what he wanted done with his money.

She completed the transactions and provided him with receipts. “Is there anything else I can do for you today, Mr. Doyle?”
“Do you have safety deposit boxes here?”

“Of course.”

“Could you show me where and how they’re kept?”

“Come this way.” Saundra lead him into the back and into the safety deposit box room. Brian followed, watching her healthy butt shimmy as she walked. He loved her long, tight skirt with the large slit to the knee and the tall, high-heeled boots she wore. She described the features, sizes and prices of the deposit boxes. “Also, we have several small but private viewing rooms where you can examine the contents. Would you like me to show you?”

He followed her to a small room with a table and chairs. “Is there anything else I can show you?”

“Yeah,” he whispered, looking her in the eye, “your boobs.”

Saundra closed the door quietly, leaned against it, and unbuttoned her blouse. She smiled at him again, and pulled each hefty tit free from its bra of bondage.

Brian approached, staring at her smooth pear shaped breasts as they hung, framed by the pale green blouse. He could see tan lines, indicating that she wore a small bikini top that covered only her nipples and the tips of her breasts. He wondered how many hard-ons she provoked wearing a small top like that, and he wondered if her bikini bottom covered just as little of her ripe ass.

She let out a small gasp as he pressed his warm, wet mouth against her breast. Reaching for his crotch, she massaged his erection through his pants. As he sucked, she slowly unzipped his fly and expertly maneuvered his throbbing cock and heavy balls free.

He inhaled sharply as she worked his cock with both hands. He stood straight, caressed her ear with his tongue and whispered, “Lick me.”

Without hesitation, Saundra hiked her skirt up to her waist; spread her feet wide, and squatted in front of him. She quickly took his cock into her mouth and rolled her tongue over the top of his cockhead while stroking him. She then fed him inch by inch into the back of her throat. As she mouth-fucked him, she undid his pants and slowly dropped them to the ground. Once they were around his ankles, she held the hem of her skirt, stood up, and kissed him.

Saundra wiggled out of her thong, let it fall to the floor, and set her bare ass on the table. She motioned for Brian to shuffle forward. As he did she spread her thighs and pulled her knees up to her ass. When he got close enough, she put the backs of her legs up against his shoulders, exposing her almost cleanly shaven pussy; she left only a centered racing stripe the width of a finger.

Brian parted her wet, thick pussy lips with his fingers, looking at the tan lines from her bikini bottom. Imagining her in only this thong bottom and tiny top on the beach made him hard. He rubbed his wet cockhead against her pussy and then slipped his cock in. He could feel her pussy muscles expand and contract as she helped suck his cock in deeper and deeper. The whole while she encouraged him with whispers of “Oh yeah.”

When Brian had his cock firmly embedded in her crotch, she reached around her leg and gently clutched him balls. “Oh yeah, honey, that feels good!”

Saundra smiled and licked her lips. She placed her other hand over her pussy and rubbed her clit, leaving his pumping cock between her index and middle fingers.

Brian began really fucking her with slow, short strokes. The heat of her muscular ass warmed his thighs as he pumped. She rolled her head slowly from side to side with her eyes half open and her lips parted. When he was ball-deep in her pussy, he rose up on his tiptoes and pushed just a little more. Every push he gave on his toes elicited a groan from Saundra. Finally she said, “Just like that baby.”

Brian stayed on his toes and leaned hard against the back of her legs as he pushed like he was trying to crawl inside her. She felt so good, and her dark skin looked so sweet and sexy. Her breasts jiggled as they fucked. “Oh yeah, that’s it, that’s it, that’s IT!” Saundra put the crook of her elbow over her mouth to stop from crying out as she came.

He felt the growing tension in his own groin. One more, two more three more, just one, “Argh,” he said quietly as he spewed his hot cum into her dark pussy. He lingered, letting her soak up his cum, then withdrew. Brian watched as she winked at him and licked her lips. Sandra then put her fingers into her crotch, scooped out the cum, and sucked her fingers. “Yum,” she said.

He dressed; she took her thong and slipped it into his pants pocket. Putting her arms around his neck, she kissed him passionately. “I have a feeling that you might need to see this room again before committing to a box. Wednesday? Perhaps around 2:00. It’s pretty slow then.”

“I think you’re right,” he replied.

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