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At the end of Calculus class on Monday, beautiful Lynette asked me, “Could you help me study tonight? I could really use some help with the derivative chain rule.” She licked her upper lip a bit and adjusted her blouse, giving me a brief peek at her cleavage. She tilted her neck back a moment, thrusting her chest out. I loved her breasts, and the way her long dark hair flowed as she tilted her head.
I was highly tempted, but remembered I had another appointment. My sister’s friend Donna still owed me sex for the vape juice I gave her a few days earlier. I knew I could handle sex twice or even three times in an evening, and thought about the kinky naughtiness of doing it with two girls the same day. I’d fantasized, but never had a chance before. I eagerly replied, “Um, I’m busy until six, but after that…”
She smiled a bit and said, “I lifeguard at the fieldhouse pool from four to seven. Meet me at the pool and we’ll study after?”
“Sure! Sounds good.”
“Great! See you then!” I noticed a pinkness in her cheeks when she patted my hand and walked out. On campus she usually only smoked in her car, but broke the rules by lighting up the moment she left the building. I hated the smell of cigarettes, but watching her suck something long and round had a special effect on my groin.
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I picked up a three pack of condoms on the way to Donna’s house, but she had other ideas. She invited me in and I followed her to the living room. Two other girls sat on the sofa. Their hair was done up and they wore much more makeup than they should. Donna said, “I owe Junior sex, but I hope sucking him off will do?” She looked in my eyes. My smile widened as she continued, “My friends haven’t been with a boy yet, and want some blowjob practice before they go on their first dates next weekend.” They were less attractive than average, but far more than willing.
The blonde on the left end of the sofa offered, “We’ll let you see our boobs and play with ‘em, if you do?” The other sweetened the deal with, “Our kitties, too. Please?”
How could any straight boy refuse a threesome? After some stripping, quite a bit of fondling, then several clumsy minutes of an inexperienced team blowie, I busted in the redhead’s mouth. “UNGH! SO GOOD!” The blonde pushed her aside, “Me too!” She sucked my cockhead past her lips and got the last two jets of my sperm, and two others on the side of her face.
I dressed while they complained and decided, “Ugh! I don’t like it.” She spit my cum into a napkin. The other swallowed but said, “Me either. I think I like girls better.” She rested a hand on her friend’s knee. “Let’s tell our dates we can’t go, and have a sleepover at my place instead.”
“Sure!”
I was fine with that, since I was meeting gorgeous Lynette in an hour.
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At the field house I walked to the pool Men’s locker room. I didn’t have a swimsuit in my gym duffel bag, so I changed into running shorts. I was happy that pretty Lynette and I were the only people there. She sat in a folding chair reading a book until I approached her. We talked about calculus a little, and I stole several glances at shapes concealed in her pink one-piece swimsuit. I briefly gazed at her long, smooth, feminine legs, I glanced in her eyes a moment, then stared at her curvy hips, flat abdomen, D or double-D breasts, and slender waist. Her thick, waist-long, shiny dark hair completed her sex goddess image. She had a pretty face and easily the sexiest body of any girl I’d talked to in person!
I wanted to impress her and climbed up to the two-meter diving board. I did a basic swan dive and swam near her. She commented, “Nice. Perfect entry, with almost no splash.” I looked forward to entering parts of her soon, and climbed the ladder to exit the pool. My shorts slipped down, giving her a peek at my package. She giggled, “Hehehe!”
I yanked them up and made the excuse, “The water’s cold! Usually…”
We blushed as she interrupted me. “It’s okay! He’s cute, like the rest of you. Hehehe!”
I was terribly embarrassed. Women didn’t want ‘cute’, they wanted ‘strong, huge, and macho.’ I walked over and climbed up to the high board again. I stood at the end of the board, facing away from the water, and prepared my best dive, a reverse jackknife.
The next thing I knew, her lips were on mine and I coughed water into her mouth. I gasped for air and she worriedly asked, “Are you okay? Your head’s bleeding.”
I was quite confused, and asked, “What… what happened?”
She held a towel to my scalp and explained, “You didn’t jump far enough, and hit your head on the diving board. You were underwater, bleeding and not moving. I was so worried! I jumped in and pulled you out, then gave you mouth-to-mouth. Are you okay? Do you want to go the hospital?”
“I uh… I’m fine.” Other than being terribly embarrassed.
“That’s a nasty cut! I think you need stitches. Let me take you to the ER?” She leaned down with one of her big breasts atop my head. The other rested on my nose and blocked most of my line of sight.
How could I disagree with such a hottie? “Uh… okay.”
She locked up the pool and led me to her car. I got in the passenger seat and the overpowering cigarette stink was awful. By the time she started the engine, my eyes watered slightly and the pungent smell irritated my nose and throat. She lit up, making it even worse, and asked, “I hope you don’t mind that I smoke? I ah… I really like you.” The stinky cigarette dangled between her lips. She rested a hand in my lap, inspiring a sudden growth between my legs.
“I um… I don’t like the smell, but watching you smoke… um… I like you a lot, too.”
She smiled. “Great! This should help.” She pressed two buttons and the front windows slid down. She hit another and the sunroof opened fully. She sucked a long drag of smoke from her cig, held it in a long moment, then blew it out her window. I stared at her mouth while she drove and finished sucking her stink stick. By the time we parked at the hospital, I was fully erect.
She opened her door, but I had quite an awkward problem. I asked, “Hang on a minute. I need to ah… fix something, before we go inside.” My face must have been bright red when she glanced between my legs.
She giggled again. “Hehehe! That’s not cute, that’s a monster! Hehehe! Hard, he’s gotta be at least nine inches!”
I smiled but admitted, “Eight and a half.”
“I’ll fix it for you. Ever had a smoky BJ?”
While I asked, “A what?” she lit another cigarette and slid my shorts down. I was amazed that I was about to get oral sex from such a sexy hottie!
She blew smoke on my hard cock, then exclaimed, “What the HELL! Lipstick?”
“Um, ah…”
“There’s lipstick on your nuts!” Tears streamed from her eyes. “Some other girl blew you today? Out! Get out of my car, right now!”
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After eighteen stitches in the ER, I walked two miles home. I’d need a ride to pick up my car later, since I’d left it nine miles away in a university parking lot.
I got another big surprise as I approached the house. My half-sister Felicia and her ‘friend’ Robin were standing in the backyard, holding hands and kissing! They each held a smoldering cigarette! Robin took a big puff from hers then blew the smoke in Felicia’s mouth! She kept up the kiss, exhaling streams of white through her nostrils. Other than sex, I’d never seen anything hotter!
They were quite distracted as I quietly approached. Three steps away, I loudly cleared my throat. “Ahem!”
The girls shrieked, “EEEH!”
I smirked and asked, “Aunt Netanya and your mom would be pretty pissed if they found out you smoke! Robin’s parents, too. What will you do for me, if I keep it a secret?”
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