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This and other stories can be found at :
http://www.tripod.com/~canyouseeme/index.htm
 


  After letting a close friend read a few erotic stories that I'd
written,
she suggested that I bless the rest of the world with my tales.  So,
here
we go.  Every story that I post will be either personal experience or
the
experiences of some of my closest friends.  I'm a grad student at a
major
university, so most of these stories will either be college or high
school
based.  Feel free to E-mail me with comments or stories of your own!


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  If you're under eighteen, go steal a nudie magazine from the
convenience
store.  If you're offended by stories of a sexual nature, what are you
doing here?


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  Amber and I had been friends throughout high school, but we didn't
become real close until we went away to college together.  When we
found
out that we would be going to the same school, we decided that it
would be
nice to live together rather than face the possibility of ending up
with a
terrible roommate.  It turned out to be a great arrangement and Amber
and
I quickly became the best of friends.
  The day before both of us were set to go home for Christmas Break we
decided to go out for one last blast.  We decided that we were going
to
pick up some men, something that we'd become pretty good at by this
point,
and both of us dressed the part.  Amber wore a short black skirt and a
see-through, gauzy black overshirt that she tied in a knot, showing
off
her great abs.  She tied her long black hair behind her head and gave
me a
wink.  I smiled back at her and pulled a pair of short shorts up,
buttoning all but the top button.  I wore a white tank top that
accentuated my large breasts.  It's safe to say, I believe, that we
were
going to turn a few heads.
  The promised party, however, turned out to be a major dud.
Apparently
more people had already left for the break than the host had expected.
Amber and I drank enough to make us a little tipsy, but left after
only a
couple of hours.  We got back to our dorm room, disappointed, and
decided
that we'd salvage the night by watching a movie.  Amber had a thing
for
Kim Basinger movies and asked if we could watch ' 9 1/1 Weeks'.  I
nodded
to her, and while she was loading the movie, I tossed my shorts into a
hamper.  We crawled onto the futon that we kept under her loft and
started
watching the movie.
  Amber scooched behind me and started playing with my hair, gently
braiding it and stroking it softly.  I was used to her playing with my
hair and thought nothing of it.  It felt nice to have her fingers
running
through my hair and when I gave a contented sigh, she asked me if I'd
like
a massage.  I gave her a small smile and nodded greedily.  Amber had
hands
that worked magic, and her massages often put me to sleep.  I started
to
lay down, but Amber put a hand on my shoulder, telling me to wait a
second.  To my surprise, she trailed her hand down my back and began
tugging up my tank top.  She told me to raise my arms, and I did,
still
not exactly sure what was going on.  Amber pulled my shirt over my
head,
leaving me in nothing but a pair of white panties.  She told me to lay
down on my stomach and then she'd start the massage.  I did so
willingly,
but I was beginning to wonder what was going on.
  Amber ran her fingers gently over the back of my neck, then started
giving my shoulders a deep rub.  I closed my eyes and let her hands go
to
work.  She slowly worked her way down my back, always keeping her
hands on
my body, and occasionally blowing a cool breeze on me.  With each cool
breath, I felt my nipples grow a little bit tighter.  I was embarassed
to
turn over, and hoped the massage would last a while longer.  Amber's
hands
reached the top of my panty line, hesitated, then skimmed donw to the
tops
of my thighs.  She massaged deeply, seemingly feeling no qualms about
rubbing the insides of my thighs as well.  Slowly she worked her way
down
over my calves and came to my feet.  She bent my knee forward a bit,
then
began softly massaging my right foot.  I know that I'd told her before
about how much a foot massage turned me on, but I wasn't sure if this
was
a hint from her, or if she simply thought she was giving me a massage.
Either way, I felt my pussy begin to moisten, and I sighed again.
About
the same time, I heard Amber sigh behind me.  She moved her massage to
my
other foot, gently caressing every inch.
  Slowly she started working her way back up my legs.  The French cut
of
my panties covered only about half of my butt, and Amber didn't
hesitate
to massage that part of my ass that was uncovered.  I know she heard
my
breathing speed up, and I wouldn't be at all surprised if, by then,
she
could smell me.  Her hands moved up onto my panties, gently kneading
the
rest of my butt.  Since I figured that was her sign, I gave her mine
as
well and raised my hips slightly.  Amber leaned down and kissed the
back
of my neck, then gently slid my panties down my legs and tossed them
aside.  She rolled me over and looked deep into my eyes for a moment,
then
leaned down and kissed me.  The kiss was gentle at first, but as I
opened
my mouth to her, I felt her tongue slip inside and begin to probe.  As
our
tongues danced together, I felt Amber's hand slide up my stomach, then
gently land on my left breast.  By this point I was no longer ashamed
of
how hard my nipples were and I grabbed her hand, pulling her fingers
together until they were pinching my nipple.
  Our kiss finally broke, and Amber moved her head down to the nipple
of
my right breast.  She kissed it gently, then began teasing it with her
tongue.  She ran her tongue around and around my nipple, occasionally
biting it gently.  I shuddered, loving the feeling she was building up
inside of me.  My hands found their way to the knot at her shirt, and
I
quickly untied it.  She pulled away from me long enough for me to yank
her
shirt off, allowing her large breasts to come free.  Her nipples were
large and dark, tightening as I rolled them between my fingers.  Amber
gasped as I pinched them, and her head fell back to my breast,
attacking
more hungrily then before.
  There was no denying that I was hotter than I'd ever been, and I
moved
one hand away from her breasts only long enough to guide one of her
hands
to my crotch.  She smiled at me when she felt that slickness, then
dropped
her head back to my breasts as I spread my legs for her.  She cupped
me
for a moment, then slowly pushed my legs even further apart.  With her
index finger, she lightly traced a line around my pussy, then slowly
inserted her finger into me.  She began pumping me gently, three,
four,
five times, then suddenly thrust deep into me, making me arch my back
and
gasp with pleasure.  She inserted her middle finger inside of me as
well
and continued to pump me, gently, and then harder, keeping me off
balance.
 Eventually she slowed her hand to a snails pace, but probed me
deeper. I
tossed my head from side to side, begging her not to stop, then
suddenly
came hard, crying out her name as my body shook violently.
  I came down slowly, smiling back at her as she looked down at me.
She
leaned her head down and we kissed again, slowly rolling our tongues
together.  She moved her lips down my back, then rolled her tongue
across
my breasts and slid down my belly.  When she got to the juncture
between
my legs she spread me again, lapping at the come that still surrounded
my
dark pussy.  She sighed at the taste, and I felt another wave of
passion
as her tongue danced around me.  She slowly slid her tongue across my
labia, then began to gently probe it inside me.  I bucked again at her
touch and reached down to pull her head more tightly into me.  My clit
was
standing out and Amber wasted no time going for it.  She flicked her
tongue across it, and I gasped her name again, trying desperately not
to
scream out loud.  She lapped at my clit again, then slowly pulled it
into
her mouth, running her tongue around it.  I couldn't hold back any
longer
and came again, my whole body shivering.  It felt like forever as
Amber
licked me through my entire orgasm.  When I finally came down, she
crawled
back up to me and smiled. In response, I pulled her head down and
kissed
her passionately, enjoying the taste of my own come in her mouth.  We
cuddled for a little while, but I knew that this was the season to
give,
not to receive, and I couldn't wait to give her her gift...












































































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