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She threw her legs across my lap, centered on the long asian hard pole then lowered her body. I reached up and covered Sherry’s bouncing breasts as she flexed hips, fucking me. Her nipples stood like miniature erections from her tits while I pinched them. The orgasm building in her loins boiled over; waves of ecstasy overflowed from the cauldron of lust in my daughter-in-law's womb, she floated on clouds of rapture, barely aware when I fired heavy surges of cum into her. We were lying on our backs, side by side, cooling off. Sherry flopped her head to me “Want another drink?” “Yeah, I could use one.” She rolled to her side then sought my prick with her fingers “What else could you use again?” Sherry: How I learned to love my cunt by Phillisroger My name is Sherry. I am a pretty girl and shy. I have a confession. I was also embarrassed by my cunt. I knew from my parents that it was somehow a “dirty” thing to have and very private. They even called it “my privates.” My girlfriends wouldn’t even say the word out loud…only mentioning it in whispers. So I was very shy about it all what with walking around knowing that I had a cunt! At least it was hidden under my dress and panties. It may seem strange but as soon as I started to grow up I learned sex was dirty and it all centered on having a cunt. Something I shouldn’t show or touch and certainly not let anyone else see or touch. It was all embarrassing and made me shy. But my shyness must have been what attracted my teacher to take a special interest in me! I wasn’t much of a student and this played into his hands…did I write “hands?” and those fingers on his japanese hands. I have never had such fun in school and after school. This is the story of how I learned to love my cunt. Mr. Emerson was our English teacher and we were Big Tits studying poetry…studying anything was hard for me, but poetry? That was extra hard. It was a time when lots of things were hard and confusing…there were my parents, my friends, my studies and…(whisper)…boys and lots of them…boys made us girls giggle and titter and lots of whispers about naughty things like sex and fucking. We couldn’t say that word out loud of course. Another such word was cunt. We could say most anything else but those two words made us blush. We could even talk about boys’ penises but when it came to fucking and cunt those were “whisper words” and very personal. So I did learn things in school but there was so much to learn that was not in school…the rest of the world (and boys!). But, as I wrote, we were just then working on poetry and it was hard for me…I was desperate for a good grade so I could graduate and a bad grade in English wouldn’t help. In my mind I would do anything for a good English grade. It helped…I didn’t know it at the time…that my teacher was good looking. He wasn’t all that young but young enough that all us girls had fantasies or crushes on him and at lunch we would giggle about what might happen…if…well, you know, if our fantasies were ever played out in real time with this good looking man. “Sherry,” Mr. Emerson said to me one day, “you are having trouble with your grade in this class. Maybe you need extra help…see me after school and I will see if I can help.” I nodded and felt a thrill go through me thinking of being alone with my handsome teacher. He wasn’t a boy but a real true man and I guessed that was why I tingled. I got uncomfortable and adjusted on my chair which caused more tingles and I couldn’t wait until after school. Finally, thankfully, classes for the day were over. has he ever got a hard-on! Though I just couldn't let them go either. My left hand pulled her butt-cheeks apart, revealing her puckered asshole. My hands caressed her body. Uhm, Michelle was nice, but we just kindof drifted apart during senior year. Hot breaths of air blasted her creamy flesh with this creature excitedly panting while petting her backside with the coarse leather pads of its hands. I nodded. Cassie had fumed all the way home. His special girl. “All guys thinks girls are bi,” I told her. The dog had turned inside her and was still locked ass to ass as the jets of cum spurted, though less frequently that before. Also, please note that I use italics as inner thoughts of the main character and since my favorite genre of movies are musicals I use the the italics for musical breaks as well. Eventually Amy was the last girl on the bus and as it pulled into her secluded drive she tried to stand but fell back onto the seat. She gasped in pain as he thrust inside. I asked him for patience and awkwardly walked to the closet to retrieve the camera. Then she stepped out of her panties and mounted the bed. I was out doing lawn work and Shelly and Mom were on the deck, talking and watching. She greeted her younger daughter with, "You get upstairs, young lady, and get dressed." Ben-ja-min! You know, like when you were in college?" You stay right here.” Cindy started walking japanese and said, “I love you, too . . Big Tits . Ji-Yun slipped in, a shy, petite thing. It was a strange question, but anything was better than waiting with nothing but my nervous heartbeats to keep me company. I told her to lay on her stomach and she did and I began to rub and massage her back and shoulders and in minutes she was asleep so I wrapped my arm around her and fell asleep. He said they wanted to offer the job to you. I relaxed myself and took a deep breath. The thought of a pregnancy, and bearing children from his seed, made her asian shudder. “Is ok?” She asked as she lightly ran a finger up my shaft.