Graduation (closed for TeasingSophie)

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Jacqueline smiled, nibbling at the end of the fine pen she used on fragrant stationary. It was a bad habit of hers, her red lips pulled into an almost enchanting glow. But she did love to play, play in her own way, as the girls in her coterie succumbed to her most pleasant mischief. Some resisted to further enjoy her misadventures, some played a game whether or not they found it delightful, and others were honestly duped.

"Dear Sophie," the letter began, "I understand you have a birthday the day of graduation. As we are celebrating our last day here, I welcome you to our event so that you may, too, enjoy the day that is yours. Please join us in the gardened backyard of my family's estate. There will be privacy. Your dear friend, Jacqueline." There was some irony in her ending phrase, for Jacqueline was less known as a friend than as a rite of being. For if she smiled good fortune on you, you would enter a transition from girl to woman, from unsettled inexperience to confidence and understanding. In a way, it was much better than the awkward advances of a clueless determined man. Or, boy, as the case may be.

"PS," the letter ended, "Dress daintily beneath your uniform."

 

[teasingSophie]

OOC :

Sophie Minkles
18 to be on the graduation day

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Sophie is a plain standard girl reaching the term of the year and her 18th birthday. She loves music, going out with friends (to clubs, concerts and movies), and reading. She also loves her litterate studies. But she doesn't forget life for them, and she had her couple of nice boyfriends ; far less than all those really wanting to have her, but there was enough of them to let her discover passion and pleasure.



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IC:
Receiving Jacqueline's not was quite a surprise. She usually didn't bother much to take me in those "parties of the most famous girl at school". Anyway, this sounded fun. Perhaps at least I would be really included in their circle. I re-read it carefully, especially the post scriptum. Strange, but understandable. There might be some kind of girls chit chat and pillow fight or anything, so I did my best. I put on sweet soft silky white underwear. A nice thong which ran over my soft mound and framed my curved butt. And an assorted bra. I thent ook a fresh uniform of our school as I understood the party would be in uniform.
I took a taxi to Jacqueline's and rang at the door, impatient to discover what the girls had in stock for me.

 

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Jacqueline smiled, her thin red lips parting to reveal her glistening white teeth. "She's here..." Jacqueline breathed to herself, as she spied the young woman walking up the driveway. Jacqueline gave a slight laugh as she left her upstairs bedroom to greet her young guest at the door. "Well, thank you for coming," she smiled, extending a friendly hand to Sophie. "Please, the party's already started."

Michael felt cramped. He had been sitting in this cake for at least an hour, after showing up at the party. Jacqueline had found him fucking some of the girls -- not a wise idea when he was the boyfriend of Sophie. Jacqueline felt just a tad protective of "her girls", although this was less to protect them than to reserve the delight of corruption for herself. Michael had been suitably disguised -- dark sunglasses, dyed black hair, fake moustache, and even a tanning cream that colored his more pale body.

Taking the young woman's hand, Jacqueline lead Sophie to the backyard, where other girls gathered. They turned to her, almost in unison, as Jacqueline announced, "The birthday girl is here...." The others squealed and smiled, as if participating in a wonderful joke all but dear Sophie knew about. A rather ostensible low armless lounding chair beckoned towards Sophie, as if to lay back and enjoy the festivities around her. Certainly it gave her a view -- a rather large decorative cake in the middle of the yard, with the words, Happy Graduation to All and Happy Birthday to Sophie.

 

[teasingSophie]

I smiled broadly as I discovered the girls. All the cheering, and the cake, and everything. This was so nice from them. I hugged them and we greeted and we giggled and went through it all.
I was then guided to the lounding chair and made to lay back on it. I was told to just relax and be served and serviced as I was the birthday girl. I thanked them all with smiles and laughs...

 

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Michael emerged from the cake, bits of frosting clinging to his falsely tanned body. His false mustache itched, but so did the space between his legs. Jacqueline had dressed him in a policeman's uniform, so he could wear the dark sunglasses, false mustache, and cap to hide his changed hairdo. He chest was quite real, though. A firm Jacqueline-inspired regimen resulted in a heavy chest, smaller waist and luscious legs (Jacqueline had him waxed), as he sauntered out of the cake. The white frosting clung to his blue polyester shirt, black tie, and black pants. He wore a brown baton, that suspiciously looked like it used batteries. He walked determinigly towards Sophie, the white frosting clinging to his tight pants and shirt. He stood, almost straddling her, as if challenging her. He crossed his arms.

"Care for some frosting? It tastes delicious."

 

[teasingSophie]

I jumped in susprise when the dancer came out of the cake, turned to the girls who were giggling. Gee, they had planned this for me. Well, I enjoyed the view of the sexy body, all in a ncie uniform. I bit my lower lip and wondered how far this could go. Only dance? Strip a bit? Perhaps even a complete strip? Wow, the party seemed to be wilder than I had ever imagined.
I turned to the girls again and tell them that I loved the present.

A wild thought crossed my mind when I remembered the text of Jacqueline's note : "Dress daintily beneath your uniform." Gee, I hoped that this wa snot related to the dancer and his show.

He came closer, and I smiled up at him, looking up and down along his tempting body. Strong, muscular, but not too much. Just as I loved it. Far better than those suckers like Michael and the others... Lovely sight. He was now really close to me, hovering on top of me....

"Care for some frosting? It tastes delicious."

I smiled at his invite and grabbed his wrist. I pulled his hand to my mouth and lick some frosting from his fingers with a smile. I felt like all this seemed a little bit out of the ordinary party. But I liked it.

 

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Michael smiled at Sophie's reception to his frosting offering. He watched as she licked the creamy whiteness of his fingertips. He looked at her, his wanting eyes hidden behind the shades. He could just imagine her sucking his fingers like his huge swollen cock, her lips wrapped around his fucktool like she was doing his digits. A little frosting fell on to her uniformed chest. "May I?" he asked, in an artificially husky voice. He lowered his lips to just under the ribbon of her school uniform, licking and moistening her white blouse. He hesitated to go lower, though not before he rubbed his lips above her firming tits. He then slid his tongue upwards, tracing the outline of her red ribbon, until he found her neck. He leaned forward, nearly covering her body with his, and whispered, "Are you enjoying this, sweetheart?" He then proceeded to lick and nibble her ear, his tongue sliding up and down her earlobe. Frosting dripped from his body, sweet foreshadowings of tasty come on his body.

 

[teasingSophie]

The whole thing became steamy when he leaned to lick on my chest. I felt a shiver in my whole body and some kind of excitment. I looked around and saw the girls there around, watching and enjoying it, whispering together, giggling. They even took a couple of photographs. I smiled at them.
The man then layed all over me and I felt his heat, his muscles, his whole body. Such a desirable man in fact.

"Are you enjoying this, sweetheart?"
And there he was playin on my ear, making me giggle and shiver.

- Quite nice, mister dancer. How does your show go next?

 

[scribe_m]

His response was but a sly winsome smile, as he continued to fondle her breasts. Cameras clicked and so did the tongues of the girls as he became more bold and daring. He was now stradding her, his groin just above hers, a mock thrusting and grinding belieing -- or indicating -- his thick, raging hardon. He looked down upon her as he sat up, his fingertips still caressing her breasts, pinching here, groping there. He had removed the ribbon of her blouse, and now was working on her buttons, exposing her, one button at a time. He spread the her blouse so that her bra was in view, and he licked his lips. Nestling down again, her took one of her breasts in her mouth and sucked, feeling her nipple through the flimsy yet satiny fabric around her breast. He nibbled her, biting down teasingly.

 

[teasingSophie]

I didn't realize at first what was going on, I felt myself taken in a steamy swirl as he pushed himself close to my groin, I felt his heat, his passion. I let my head lean back as his hands were on my breastss... yes, his hands, no my breasts... Here, a stranger, in front of... I moaned of pleasure, he had found soem ways to turn me really on adn suddenly I discovered he had pulled my blouse open, exhibing my breasts in the lacy bra. He was playing on my nipples through it. And oh God his mouth went there. I leaned more backwards, eyes closed, moanin again. It was so good... I... I was there with all the girls around... I... I didn't care in fact because he made me feel so good. My hands tightenined on the rams of the chair, fingers white from grasping them, pushing my breasts up to him, giving them to him...

 

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I began to suck and lick... teasing... suckling... nibbling... biting... I eventually pushed up her bra, exposing her wonderful tits, her beautiful aereolas. I kneeded her breasts, massaging them, feeling their soft firmness within my hands. My cock was hard, needy, grinding against her skirt as best as I could, my wanton tumescense ready to burst. I then remembered. I was wearing male stripper pants, of thin fabric, ready to be torn off at a moment's notice. Still stradding her, with my knees on the seat of the lounge chair, I straddled her chest, grasping her breasts and rubbing them against my hard stiff cock in my tight black pants. I could almost feel her softness against my dick, fully hard and definitely within her view. I was wearing tight black underwear underneath by pants, so I took her hands and guided her, slowly ripping off my gyrating hips as my cock was slowly released. It sprung, still confined within my underwear, but noticably hard, stiff, pressing against the fabric pointing at her. I ran her hands up and down my cock, through the even thinner fabric of my underwear. I could just feel it, her hands coaxing the precome out of my mushroom-tipped cock, ready to burst and fuck her in front of everyone. I guided her fingertips now to the top of my underwear, her luscious fingernails touching my waist and oh so near the head of my wanton demanding cock.

 

[teasingSophie]

Laying back on the chair, swaying my body, feeling the heat and the lust grow and grow more and more inside me, his hands and mouth so perfectly budy upon my breasts, making me moan louder. I felt him grab my hands and gude me to his groin, ripping off his pants and then to his underwear. I caressed his cock. I was so hot now I wanted a cock, I wanted to have it inside me and make me cum. It was a pure instinct of lust.
I pushe dhijm to make him stand in front of me and ripped down his underwear and I dived, eyes half closed towards his cock that I took between my hungry demanding lips. My hand was caressing the base of the hard throbbing shatf and I tasted precum on my tongue. The same tongue that was soon playing around the head of this large cock.
I was sittting there on the edge of the chair, thighs wide spread around his legs, his cock in my mouth and my head bobbing up and down when I realized that there were flashes of cameras around us. Giggling too. The girls, yes, the girls.... Oh God damn it. I didn't gave a shit about it and went to suck faster, taking a bit more of him in my mouth.

 

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I groaned, feeling her soft wet mouth around my cock. I closed my eyes, impervious to the giggling and noises of the women around me. Cameras clicked and so did tongues, as the woman in front of me sucked. I love getting my fucking cock sucked. I love it when a woman slides her tongue up and down my most sensitive underside of my cock. I held her head against my fucking cock, sending my hard hot staff deep into her mouth. Her hands felt wonderful against the base of my cock, my balls reacting to the occasional brush of her fingertips. I groaned, her succulent mouth racing up and down my hardened shaft. "Suck it! Fuck his cock" the women around me shouted.

 

[teasingSophie]

I opened my eyes and looked sideways. The girls were making gestures quite explicit about what was going on. Stopping my sucking, I grinned at them, my tongue licking the tip of the hard shaft. . I then smiled up to the stripper. Something struck my mind for an instant, like a déjà-vu or seomthing. This cock remembered me of something. I... Oh nothing, I let it go and leaned back on the chair, pulling my skirt up on my hips and exposing my panties, damp.

 

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I looked at her through my sunglasses. My cock was covered with spit, sweat, and precome. Oh, god, it felt so good to be in her mouth. Her tongue slid all over my sensitive underside, and her lips wrapped themselves around the head of my cock. I could just feel her mouth sucking out, drop by drop, my hot salty precome down her throat into her belly. She then smiled, an enigmatic look I didn't understand. I didn't care. I wanted to fuck that girl. I wanted to thrust my cock deep into her pussy, filling her with meat, and shower her with hot white come.

And then she lifted up her skirt. The girls around her cheered even more, louder as I slid my cock out from her mouth. The cool air dried off my shaft, bobbing up and down, thick with blood, hard and wanton. I slowly slid my man meat down her chin... her throat... her breasts... her stomach... and finally to her panties. They were not off yet, so I teased her. I pressed my cock against her slit, only the thin wet panties separating us. I rubbed my cock up and down against her, precome oozing out and coating my head with salty clear fluid. I grabbed her ankles, further showing off her panties. I slid my balls against her, rubbing mercilessly. The girls were chanting. "Do it! Do it! Do it!".

And I did. I pulled her thin panties and shoved my cock in. The friction of her wetness engulfing my cock dried with her saliva felt absolutely fantastic.

 

[teasingSophie]

This was terrific, he knew how to tease me and make me want him for good. Thorugh the panties, he brushed and pushed, as the girls cheered. I smiled at them. Wondering an instant if Jacqueline often organized that kind of party. And then I felt my panties taken off and a hard large shaft entered me in a large rush. I screamed and arched my whole body on the chair, my nails bitting on it as I received it and felt completely invaded. Oh god that was great.
He slid in easily. I was wetter than ever, and he was also wet with my saliva. The whole thing slid in to the hilt and it made me gulp. I looked up aat him with mischivous eyes. I opened my legs large, lifting my thighs a bit, giving a very easy to slide in position.

 

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I started fucking her. I grabbed her legs and wrapped them behind my body. I shoved my hard stiff cock into her, her wet canal welcoming every inch of my hardness into her. Her soft wet walls engulfed my cock even more readily than her wild wet mouth. I fucked her, hard, pumping with every sweaty muscle of my tanned perfect body. I grabbed for her breasts, tweaking her nipples, as my cock rammed her, hard, fucking her deeply. God, she felt good. I grabbed her hips now, lifting her partially off the chair. The other girls cheered us on, dribbling champagne and frosting onto our sweaty bodies. I rubbed the tastiness onto Sophie's perfect, flat, stomach, and offered the tasty delight to her lips. "Suck on my fingers... suck on my fingers..." I breathed, as I continued to pump and grind my hard fucktool into her perfect pussy. "God, you feel so good," I moaned, pumping her as hard as I could.

 

[teasingSophie]

At his guidance, I closed my legs around his hips, holding him tight. And we began a fucking so food and so wild, something like I never had before. Full of lust, pure lust. My moans turned to groans, luoder and louder. I felt the champagne, the frostings, the sweetness, He kissed me, I kissed back, sometimes bitting his lips a bit, following his quickening pace with my hips, feeling the heat inside me grow and grow, and the pleasure building in my lower belly. I took his fingers to suck on and lick around. I screamed a bit, something wild and high pitched. My hips were rocking, taking him fully in on each thrust. It was so great. Making me scream louder.
As he spoke, his voice reached my mind and it did raise some memories, but of what... Couldn't remember. And then my mind was taken in the pleasure building inside me. I couldn't think anymmore. I was completely taken in our fucking. My hands went from the arms of the chair to his back, nails bitting a bit in his skin, holding him against me, his hot strong body gicing me so much pleasure.

 

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My cock plunged deep with her pussy, the woman I always wanted to fuck for the longest time. The cheers egged us on, my wanton fucking tool deep within her tight silken slit. I kissed her again, her mouth alternating between my tongue furiously exploring her mouth, and my fingers coated with her saliva. Her screams did nothing but make me want her, my thrusts and poundings growing even faster, my balls slapping against her round perfect ass. The girl's cheers of "FUCK HER FUCK HER" changed. "CUM CUM" they chanted, even louder. Cold champagne splashed onto our hot bodies, our clothing stick and wet with our sweat and drink.

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" My back arched as my swollen balls, filled with thick delicious cum, sent their lovely load through the base of my cock into her tight wet pussy. I could feel my semen spurt through my thick hard shaft, still pumping furiously into her tight wet twat. "OH, GOD, SOPHIE! FUCK ME" I yelled, my cock deep within her. I gave her one final kiss, deep and long, my tongue thrusting into her as deeply as my cock.