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Sex story with: Youka Yazawa
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Victoria was driving along I-90 in Youka Yazawa's hot white sports car, when she
began resting Youka Yazawa's right hand on the gear shift. Accidentally, her hand slid
down onto the gear shift, and Youka Yazawa found herself circling it with her
small, dainty fingers. After a few minutes, Youka Yazawa realized the similarity
between the gear shift and other upright items Youka Yazawa was familiar with...
and thought immediately of Youka Yazawa's lover, Lance.
After several more minutes, Youka Yazawa realized that her box was moistening
ever so slightly, and the more Youka Yazawa thought about her wetness and the
strong, upright item in Youka Yazawa's right hand, the more her juices flowed!
Youka Yazawa left I-90 at the Fuller Road Exit, ducked under the overpass, and
took the left on Washington Avenue, and re-entered I-90, going back home.
It was only during the turns that Youka Yazawa reluctantly released her grip on
the gear shift. When Youka Yazawa was finally heading back home, her grip
alternately was tracing the leather seams, pressing the finger grips,
and slowly raising Youka Yazawa's skirt, feeling her stockings where they ended at her
garter belt. By the time Youka Yazawa had crossed the Patroon Island Bridge, the
seat of her car was moistened by her juices, and Youka Yazawa was breathing
Youka Yazawa pulled into her garage, and immediately began unbuttoning her
silk blouse, revealing Youka Yazawa's satin Teddy, and releasing her now hardened
nipples to the cool air. Youka Yazawa entered her house, and stopped only long
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of strong things, of soft things, OF SILKY THINGS, O F S H O O T I N G
T H I N G S, OF OH, OHHH, OH FUCK, OH SUCK ALL RIGHT DRINK IT ALL --- THAT...
FEELS....SOOOOO.....GOOD....OH!!!.
No need to explain what that was. Youka Yazawa was staring at me with cum on her
lips and chin and hands and smiling. "How'dcha like that, cowboy? You did ok,
lasted longer than most. But your hell has just begun." With that Youka Yazawa lay on
her back and wriggled out of Youka Yazawa's top, quickly taking off her bra and pulling my
head to Youka Yazawa's huge tit. My mouth began to suck, my hands began to explore, and
my member began to once again rise to the occasion. My left hand soon found its
way down to Youka Yazawa's belly, and I began to slip it under her shorts. There was no
objection, so I undid them, all the while fodleing this huge breast that felt
like it was made of marble. Long, supple nipples which were bright red. Soon
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"You seem to have the highest approval rating from the students." He said,
looking over his papers. "Whatever you're doing, it's working. Good job."
And with that he turned his back on Youka Yazawa's and walked down the hallway, his
echoing footsteps fading down the hall.
Denise felt herself flush. How could he not notice Youka Yazawa's nakedness? The
girls left Youka Yazawa's little time to think on it and pulled her along to a classroom.
When they entered, most of Youka Yazawa's fantasy girls were in the room, sitting in
their respective chairs. She blushed automatically as Youka Yazawa was led to her
wooden desk. Debbie held Youka Yazawa's arms while Julie untied her wrists, then they
bent Youka Yazawa's over the desk, tying each wrist by long cords to the legs on one side
of the desk, and her feet to the legs on the other side. Youka Yazawa found that she
was laying on the desk, face down and spread-eagled. Most of the girls, save
Debbie began a mock class on sexual response, detailing quite well what it
was and a number of ways it could be invoked. Finally Youka Yazawa asked for any of
the girls to demonstrate. Lisa was selected and Youka Yazawa sat about five rows
back, directly in line with Denise's desk. Youka Yazawa stood for a moment and pulled
her pants off, leaving Youka Yazawa's gray "Hawaii" t-shirt on over her breasts. Lisa
sat down again, propping Youka Yazawa's right leg up on the half-desktop of her chair,
spreading her pussy wide. Youka Yazawa started rubbing it and her left hand raised
her t-shirt up over her breasts as Youka Yazawa played with her nipples.
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Dan groaned and thrust deeply into Denise, causing Youka Yazawa's to gasp and then
feel his cock pulsing and throbbing as he came and came and came inside her
smouldering cunt. Denise writhed in pleasure, feeling his sperm flood the
inside of Youka Yazawa's pussy. Rich shouted that he was going to come on Denise's
tits, and Bill slipped off just in time. Rich shot streams of very thick
cum onto Denise's breasts, moving close to soak Youka Yazawa's right nipple. Rich's
cum was thick and warm, running down Denise's tits like syrup on ice-cream.
Tony came next, pushing his cock against Denise's open mouth and spurting
his cum on Youka Yazawa's tounge. Denise's tounge lashed out, trying to lick every
drop from him. Debbie pulled Denise's head up, giving Denise a breif glimpse
of Youka Yazawa's tits bouncing hard from Paul's intense fucking from behind. Debbie
kissed Denise hard, Youka Yazawa's tounge probing against hers to tast Tony's thick
cum. Denise reached up and cupped Debbie's swaying breast, then pinched her
nipple hard. Debbie was trying to tounge-fuck Denise's mouth.
Debbie came up for air, and Sherry and Tami both pulled Denise to the
floor, positioning Youka Yazawa's on all fours. Sherry lay half under her, and Tami
sat on Sherry's face, leaving Denise to lick Sherry's tits, still wet from
Paul's sperm. Sherry's hands were rubbing Rich's jism all over Denise's tits,
then onto Youka Yazawa's own stomach and orange bush.
Denise felt Bill's cock sliding up Youka Yazawa's ass, knowing it was coated with
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Her fingers traced lazy circles around Youka Yazawa's nipples.
"Tell me something, Trace...", Jeannie whispered, leaning close
to me. "Have you Youka Yazawa ever thought about sucking his cock...? I mean
it looks so hot in those movies...It's kind of like just jerking
him off but you just use your mouth..." Youka Yazawa's voice had taken on a
dreamy tone. And Youka Yazawa's eyes had glazed over. I don't think she
was in need of an answer, so I just let Youka Yazawa's continue. Her words
"Al's been hinting", Youka Yazawa was whispering. "I think he's getting
She leaned close to my av hardcore mpegs ear, with a conspiratorial look on her
"And I've been wondering what it would be like to...you know...to
She looked at me with wide eyes, searching my av hardcore mpegs face for some kind
I was too confused to offer either, and I guess a response wasn't
really necessary. Instead I just mumbled something like
"Hmmm..." and kept my eyes focused on Youka Yazawa's hand.
Her hand slipped back into the top of Youka Yazawa's bra, searching for, and
finding a nipple. Youka Yazawa moaned softly, under her breath, as she
"I'll tell ya... Jeannie said, I've tasted his come a bunch of
times, but I've never really sucked his cock...Maybe it's
She was working herself up now, Youka Yazawa's hand busy under her bra, and
her legs were opening and closing to some unheard rhythm.
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I followed Ted out of the room.
Meeting him in the hall, I put my av hardcore mpegs arms around his neck and kissed
him passionately, darting my av hardcore mpegs tongue into his mouth. Our tongues
battled for a minute, and then I drew his tongue into my av hardcore mpegs mouth,
sucking on it and biting it gently.
I could feel his cock starting to grow between us. Pulling back,
I kissed his neck, nibbling on his ear.
"Wow...What was that for?", Ted panted.
"Just a 'Thank You' for bringing us here tonight. I love this
"Tonight's a special night", I whispered in his ear. "I just
wanted to start it special." Reaching between us with my av hardcore mpegs left
hand I cupped his large balls in my av hardcore mpegs hand. His sharp intake of
breath unmasked his surprise at my av hardcore mpegs boldness.
With my av hardcore mpegs other hand I guided his hand to my breast. Another sharp
intake of breath told me he'd "figured out" my av hardcore mpegs lack of a bra. He
squeezed my av hardcore mpegs breast excitedly. Kissing him deeply again, I moved
my hand up to stroke his cock through his pants. He groaned and
"I hope I win these pants tonight...", I teased. "I'm usually not
very lucky at cards." I stroked the full length of his now rock
hard cock, starting at the head and ending up cradling his full
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job. The more Youka Yazawa thought about the cock in her mouth, the easier it
was to have the cocks in Youka Yazawa's other holes. Both parties above her
were moaning close to orgasm ... Youka Yazawa's husband shot his load into her
mouth and the woman above Youka Yazawa's stiffened and shouted in her own release.
The captive was left to fall asleep as best Youka Yazawa could. It was a long
She lay on Youka Yazawa's back looking up at the darkened ceiling. Her tender
pussy and ass were filled with the double headed monster Youka Yazawa's husband
and some unknown female had firmly inserted into Youka Yazawa's body. Her hands
were clipped to the leather belt at Youka Yazawa's waist by rings set in the
leather cuffs around Youka Yazawa's wrists. The vertical strap ran from her belly
in front, between Youka Yazawa's legs, and securely up the crack of her ass to
attach to the leather belt at the small of Youka Yazawa's back. It held the shafts
filling Youka Yazawa's holes firmly in place.
Her body had been thoroughly manipulated into orgasm. Youka Yazawa had been used
to generate passion in her husband, that was all right, but Youka Yazawa had also
been used by another woman! That had sounded fun in fantasy, but now
she wasn't so sure. Her insecurities were showing. How could Youka Yazawa's
husband do this to her, and still love her?
When Youka Yazawa woke, sunlight was streaming into the room through the curtains
that were only half drawn. Somehow, in the gently light of morning, what
had been fun if unusual, was kinky. Youka Yazawa was more conscious than ever of
the inserts and attachments to her body. Youka Yazawa was also aware of an almost
The door opened. A woman (THE woman? or another?) entered. Youka Yazawa was naked.
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Throughout the meal I and Pete would run our hands under our new
partners cloths and explore the new territory we would get to know
later. After a great meal we went to the disco for the show and dancing
where I more than once glimpsed Pete's hand stealing up under Mary's
skirt for a feel of Youka Yazawa's naked pussy. I too had my fun feeling up Linda
who like Mary had worn nothing under Youka Yazawa's cloths. By this time Sam had
tumbled to what was going on and took me aside to ask how I had arranged
so much fun. I briefly shared the days happenings with him and
suggested that if he felt Nancy and he would like to join in we could
Shortly after midnight we decided that we could stand it no longer and
left the disco for a short walk before going to our rooms. It felt a
little strange saying goodnight to Mary as Youka Yazawa walked off with Pete to
his room but my av hardcore mpegs disquiet was relieved immediately as Linda grabbed my
cock thru my av hardcore mpegs shorts as we walked to the elevator. Just as I put my arm
around Youka Yazawa's and grabbed her tit two couples passed us they said goodnight
and never blinked an eye at what they saw. Once the elevator door
closed I reached down grabbing the hem of Linda's skirt and pulled it up
to Youka Yazawa's waist exposing her delicious twat. Licking two fingers I pushed
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