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The Caister International College For Young Ladies
1 - Schoolgirls Become College Girls
(Please note: I have had a few 'comments' about my stories being too softcore; they will get more hardcore with time. And within a few chapters they contain extreme hardcore. I work on the same principle that strippers used to work on, in that you start by 'teasing' the audience, then get dirtier and dirtier. Trust me, in the long term this will get you hornier, and be a lot better for you. Basically, you can think of reading my stories as being like a "long and satisfying sex session", not just a "quickie behind the municipal toilets".)
They called her Gerbil when she was a schoolgirl, because her full first name was Gerbalannainstikoff, which is a mouthful for adults to say, let alone schoolgirls. By the time she went to college, only her family still called her Gerbalannainstikoff, everyone else called her Gerbil. And at college she assumed that the college girls and boys would have trouble getting their tongue around Gerbalannainstikoff, so simply told them her name was Gerbil. However her good looks meant that most of the boys wanted to get their tongue around Gerbalannainstikoff in a way that did not involve speaking!
She was eighteen when she started at College, but not still a virgin. It had been some time since Gerbil had decided that virgins had less fun and given her cherry to a spotty lad in the class above her. She had not enjoyed being deflowered, she was too shy, and it hurt. She had simply given up her virginity because she did not want to appear frigid. However the second time had been better. And her third fuck had given Gerbil her first orgasm. From then on there was no looking back, Gerbil became a teenage slut, teen sex became her most favourite pastime.
By the time see arrived at college she was eighteen and at last 'legal'. And she intended to use both her new 'legal' status, and the freedom of living away from home, to go for the record as "Teenage Slut Of The Year".
* * * * *
Virginia was well named. At eighteen she was still a virgin. And she was a virgin by choice, she had no intention of giving up her virginity until she walked down the isle. Virginia had been brought up to believe that good girls would remain virgins until married. And she followed that rule. She even joined the "American Society Of Virgins", even though she was born in Italy to English parents.
When she reached the age of eighteen Virginia's parents decided she should go to college in England. This was for two reasons. Firstly, being English themselves they had the patriotic view that English colleges were best. And Secondly, since Virginia had been born in Italy, and grown up with Italian schoolgirls, her first language was Italian. Although her parents taught her their native tongue, she did not use it every day, and was not good at it, and they wanted her to spend some time in England to improve her language.
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Hanna was American. She loved America, she was as American as Apple Pie, and as patriotic as John Wayne. She had grown up in America, Gone to school in America. And all her friends were American Schoolgirls. Her dreams for the future involved marrying an all-American boy, buying a house in Small Town USA (complete with picket fence, and apple tree in the garden), and live as though the world had been created by Norman Rockwell in His image.
So it shook her to the core when her parents said that they wanted her to go to college in England.
Hanna had nothing against England, except that it was not America, not her home. She wanted to go to college in America, join a sorority, become a cheerleader, have sex with American college jocks, etc. etc. etc.. She could not understand why her parents wanted to send her away at the tender age of eighteen, to some tiny monarchy off the coast of Europe.
In truth the magic word was 'Europe'. Hanna's parents had been older than most when Hanna had been born. And if truth to tell, they had been 'older' that people their own age most of their life. Their views were more suited to their parent's era, or even their grandparent's era. And they still believed that a European education meant something, that it stood for class, and that it would make their daughter a 'Lady'. They chose England because it was the one European country where the people all spoke 'American', or at least a language that was close to it.
* * * * *
Inger was Swedish. Her aim in life was to become an au-pair in England. But her parents wanted her to find a better job. They also wanted her to go onto further education. But Inger felt that, at eighteen, she already had enough education, and should be earning money.
Eventually they came to a compromise. If Inger agreed to continue in full time education, she could go to college in England. The clincher was that they told her she could seek part time employment as an au-pair, provided it did not interfere with her college work.
Inger agreed.
* * * * *
Mieke's parents ran a sex club and shop in Amsterdam. They always felt that this was not the ideal environment to bring up a daughter, but they had no choice, it was their livelihood. Then when Mieke turned eighteen, they decided that she should go away to college. Far away from their home in the centre of the red light district of Amsterdam, the sex capital of Europe, and possibly the world.
When they had been younger they had been on holiday in England. This was way back in the mid 1980's, when Britain was buisy banning videos with all but the softest of porn, when it was still a criminal offence to run an 'adult' website over there, and when even showing an erect penis in a magazine or movie made it 'hard core porn', and got you six months in jail for selling such magazines/videos. So Mieke's parents decided to send eighteen year old Mieke to college in England, where they thought high sexual morals still abounded.
Unfortunately for Mieke's parents, England had changed a lot in the 22 years since their holiday there.
* * * * *
So, in September 2007 Gerbil, Virginia, Hanna, Inger, and Mieke made the long journey to Norfolk, England, to start their studies at the Caister International College For Young Ladies.
Updated.....23-sept-2007
2 - Teenage Girls Travelling Alone
Before term starts, the college asks the students how they intend to travel to England. They then work out routes that the girls can use that allows them to meet up as early as possible. Although this often means that they don't travel by the most direct routes, it does mean that they travel alone for the shortest possible time.
Gerbil (Gerbalannainstikoff) travelled to England by train. The first half of the journey was the longest, and worst. She was travelling on sub standard east European trains across countries that until recently had been part of communist Russia. It took several days, the carriages were mostly uncomfortable, and some of the areas she travelled through were rough. She was alone for this leg of the journey because she was the only person travelling from her part of the world (most people in the ex-sovi-block countries could not afford a posh foreign education). But the worst thing about this part of the journey was that, for Gerbil, it was a combination of boredom, excitement (over the fact that she was heading for England), and fear (some parts of the journey not safe for teenage girls travelling alone, hell they were not even safe for butch rugby players to travel alone). And this melting pot of conflicting emotions had made her horny.
She was OK going through Latvia, but by the time she reached Lithuania she was dieing for a fuck. Trouble was, that the train was either crowded or empty, at no point was there just one other person on board.
So when the train crossed the Polish border she was fit to bust. A few guys got on, and she made her willingness to do anything as obvious as possible. They did not take the bait. She tried hitching up her skirt, and undoing a few buttons on her blouse. No response. She got very frustrated. Several men travelling together who seemed to have no sexual interest in teenage girls, and no interest in having teen sex with Gerbil, who was practically throwing herself at them.
But how was Gerbil to know that these men were heading for that month's meeting of the Warsaw gay club.
When the train reached Warsaw the men got off. And the train got crowded. Gerbil gave up her seat to an old lady. The train got more and more crowded, the standing passengers got crushed together, and Gerbil found herself squashed up against a muscular Polish farmer in his mid twenties. She could feel his firm manly body pressed against her tender teenage flesh, and it was almost more than she could stand.
His thigh was pressed against her crotch, and as the aged train ran over the even older tracks, the rough motion forced her to rub her pussy against his legs. That felt good. She spread her legs slightly, allowing his thigh to nestle between them, and enjoyed the ride.
Eventually the rubbing caused her to orgasm. She smothered her noise and shuddering as much as possible, and fortunately the creaking from the old rolling stock and the conversation of other passengers covered the sounds she was making. And if anyone had noticed the shuddering of her body they would have put it down to the rough motion of the train.
Gerbil managed to get several orgasms out of the unsuspecting farm hand, before the train again emptied out. She was left her alone in the carriage except for two nuns who were sharing a sandwich and reading something that looked like a prayer book but (unknown to Gerbil) hid a magazine of the type the mother superior would severely disapprove of, and that the nuns would not dare take into the convent.
Finally Gerbil's train crossed into Germany, and into the west.
* * * * *
Inger joined her train in Sundsvall, in the middle (ish) of Sweden. The journey took her south, to the southern coast of the country, and the journey was uneventful. True, she got plenty of lusty looks from guys turned on by teenage girls, and even a couple of propositions that she turned down (Gerbil would have killed to get such propositions, and would NEVER have turned them down, but East European men are not as liberated as their Swedish counterparts).
At the coast Inger took a ferry across the water to Germany, then another train to Berlin. Once in Germany the attention on her sexy teenage body got even greater. And when the train got full, a German businessman took the opportunity to stroke her thigh. She did not mind this too much, and decided it was easier to let him continue than to cause a scene. Besides, she kind of enjoyed it.
Then his hand slipped up under her dress and into her knickers. Inger decided that this was going too far and slapped his face. He withdrew his hand without a word, but glared at Inger for the rest of the journey.
* * * * *
In Berlin the two girls were scheduled to meet up, and continue their journey together. Gerbil's train arrived hours before Inger's. So she got a cheap but unpleasant coffee served in a plastic beaker and went to the waiting room to look at a magazine she had found on the train. She did not understand enough German to read the salacious articles which made up the bulk of the magazines. And even if she had, the articles were on the love life of various German film stars that Gerbil would never have heard of. But the magazine also contained publicity photos of the same male film stars, mostly with their shirts off and their bronzed muscular bodies rippling. Those Gerbil could appreciate.
The strange thing was that Gerbil had found the magazine tucked down the back of the seat in which the nuns had been sitting. And she was sure it had not been there when they had first sat down.
There were two guys in the waiting room when she arrived. they were was unemployed teenagers (something Germany has plenty of), both were nineteen year olds. They looked at her lustfully as she entered. Sitting down Gerbil felt their eyes upon her, mentally undressing her. But neither made a move. She went through her 'looking available' routine, to no avail. The teenagers were too nervous to approach her. She hitched up her skirt, undid a few blouse buttons, and looked at them with an expression they could not fail to realise meant "fuck me now please". But still they did not have the courage to move. In desperation Gerbil undid her blouse entirely and took off her bra, so that the boys could see her naked tits. They obviously appreciated the view, but if anything this made them more nervous.
Finally Gerbil consulted her German phrase book. It did not have exactly the phrase she wanted, but from what it did have, and from the few words of German Gerbil did know, she was able to piece together "Wünschen sie kerle ein bumsen oder nicht?", which didn't quite mean "Do you guys want a fuck or not?", but the teenagers got the idea.
They stared at her in shock for a moment, but her prior behaviour, and the fact that her naked teenage tits were still on view, convinced them that she meant what she said. Excitedly they both nodded "yes".
Updated.....07-Oct-2007
3 - A Teenage Virgins Journey Alone
The aptly named teenage virgin, Virginia, was also due to meet Gerbalannainstikoff (Gerbil) and Inger in Berlin. She lived in Northern Italy, close to Venice. When her parents had originally moved to Italy, it had been because they had fallen in love with Venice. Ideally they would have liked to live there, but house prices in Venice were too expensive for them. So instead they found a small property outside the city, close enough to commute, but far enough away to be much cheaper. When Virginia started her journey to Berlin, she started from Venice Station. Her parents dropped her off, with predictably tearful goodbyes, and she was on the first leg of her journey to England.
Starting from Northern Italy meant that Virginia did not have much of Italy to cross. For her this was a good thing. Virginia was still a virgin, and valued her virginity. However she was an attractive teenage girl, and for the last couple of years had been aware of the attention her teenage body was getting from lustful Italian men. She was cosmopolitan enough to know that the general foreigner's view of Italian men was that they were a nation of horny bottom pinchers, and the fact that Virginia had had her bottom pinched by total strangers a few times confirmed that stereotype in her mind. Unfortunately she was not cosmopolitan enough to realise that most men, the world over, were horny, and liable to give teenage girls more attention that Virginia liked, and thought that it would not happen elsewhere in the world.
As Virginia looked for her seat on the train she once more got her bottom pinched. She reacted in her usual way, squealing in surprise and horror. The man who had pinched the virgins bottom took her squeal in the usual way too, he assumed her squeal was one of delight.
Fortunately for Virginia, the bottom pincher did have a seat in the same carriage as her. Unfortunately for Virginia, sitting opposite her was an elderly man of about eighty, who sat staring at the poor virgins breasts the entire time he was on the train. Virginia cursed at the fact that she had dressed hurriedly, and was wearing a blouse that was slightly too small for her. It streached across her teenage tits, emphasising their firmness and youth. Although (as usual) the virgins blouse was done up to the neck, the effect of the slightly tight blouse was almost as good as if she had been topless.
And the elderly man much appreciated it.
Virgina was soon out of Italy, and crossed the narrow part of Austria even quicker. However Berlin was in the north of Germany, and Virginia crossed the border in the far south. She had a lot of miles ahead of her before she met up with the other two girls.
By the time she reached Munich, Virginia had had to change trains. A minor inconvenience, and one she gladly bore, because although a necessary part of her journey, it also meant that she was rid of the elderly gentleman who spent the entire time just staring at her teenage tits. Now she was sitting opposite a couple, husband and wife, both in their early forties. True, the man had glanced over the virgins body when they sat down, but it had been a brief glance, and she was used to this. Attractive teenage girls like Virginia had to get used to it, however much they hated it, otherwise they would have to slap the face of half the men in the world.
The couple opposite talked together for about five minutes, then lapsed into silence. A little later they both got out books and began reading, it was going to be a long journey. Virginia was relieved, with his face in a book there was no risk that the man would begin ogling him.
What Virginia did not know was that while his wife read her book, the man was not reading his. He was using it as cover, so that he could eye up Virginia over the top of it, without Virginia, or more importantly, without his wife, noticing.
He started off by just looking at the virgins tits, straining at her blouse. Then he imagined her slowly undoing her blouse, and pulling it open. In his mind Virginia was wearing a lacy low cut bra underneath her blouse (although in truth, she was wearing a 'sensible' full cup bra) and he spent a few moments imagining her firm teenage breasts filling out the bra, the tops exposed above the lace. Then he imagined that she reached behind her own back, and slipped the bra off, making her topless to his gaze.
Although this was all in his mind, his vision of Virginia topless was amazingly accurate. Unknown to his wife, he had a large collection of magazines full of photos of naked teenage girls (he kept them in his shed, in a large locked box labelled "Weedkillers and Poisons", which he knew his wife would never open as she has had a fear of poisons ever since a gypsy fortune teller told her that she would die from accidentally eating poison). He spent ages in his shed looking at the magazines and masturbating. He always kept the magazine he was reading hidden in a gardening magazine, so that it would look like he was reading the gardening magazine if his wife walked in unexpectedly. She never had, which was fortunate, because heaven knows what she would think if she caught him reading what she thought was a gardening magazine and masturbating to it.
Next he imagined her licking her right index finger, and running that wet index finger seductively across her own naked breasts while looking at him suggestively. Then he imagined her tantalisingly tweaking her own nipples whilst looking at him with a look that said "this is turning me on, but it is turning me on more because you are watching".
The man did not stop at imagining her topless, next he imagined her slipping off the ankle length skirt that she was wearing. Underneath he imagined she was wearing white cotton panties (he was correct), and his imagined view of her teenage legs was fairly accurate too.
He admired her teenage legs for a while, but although he was a "leg man", what really turned him on was teenage girls naked. So he imagined her removing her white cotton panties and bending over, which gave him an excellent view of the virgins firm teenage ass. Although she had her ass towards him, he also made her twist round so that she was looking at him and sucking on a finger at the same time, in a very "naughty girl" pose.
After that he imagined her facing him, and spreading her legs, so that he got a good view of the virgins pussy.
Next, in his mind, she began masturbating herself while he watched.
At that point the man regretfully pulled himself out of his fantasy, at least temporarily, and asked his wife if she she was cold. She said that she was not, and he replied that he was. So he got out his coat, and used it as a blanket, covering himself as he sat back down. His wife was not suprised by this, she had long got used to the fact that her husband seemed to occasionally suffer from feeling cold on public transport. At first she had worried that there was something medically wrong with him, because the affliction could strike on the hottest of days. But by then she had come to the conclusion that it must be psychosomatic, as it only happened on public transport, and happened at random times. She assumed that something he saw made his subconscious remember a time in his childhood that he had been very cold, and brought back the sensation. She had tried to spot what it was that set him off, but so far had no luck. What she had fortunately failed to realise was that it only happened when they were sitting opposite or close to beautiful teenage girls.
The real reason the man had put the coat over him was so that he could masturbate himself underneath it. Fantasising about naked teenage girls always made him horny (naturally), so if the journey was long enough he always covered himself with a coat to make masturbation possible.
As he imagined Virginia masturbating he masturbated himself. But in his imagination Virginia was masturbating herself with one hand, and masturbating him with her other one. This was one of his favourite fantasies, number three on his list to be exact. His number one was (obviously) fucking teenage girls, and quite often when undressing teenage girls in his fantasy, his fantasy ended with the naked teenage girls fucked by him.
His second favourite fantasy was oral sex with teenage girls giving blowjobs to him.
And the third favourite of his sexual fantasies was having naked teenage girls masturbating him, while also masturbating themselves.
There were other sexual fantasies in his pornographic mind, the only connection between them was that they involved naked teenagers having sex with him. He liked variety, so he varied them. But these three were his favourites, so got used a lot. Although he did not know that Virgina was a virgin, the girls in his fantasies were often teenage virgins at the start of his fantasy. But by the end of his fantasy they were no longer virgins.
Virginia got landed (in his mind) with sexual fantasy number three - naked teenage girls masturbating him.
He had good self control, and kept this fantasy up for several station stops, not yet cuming. Whenever he felt himself close he imagined the virgins hand easing up, slowing the stroke, or stopping entirely if necessary, teasing him by not letting him orgasm, while she (in his mind) masturbated herself to several orgasms.
Finally the man could no longer stand the torture he was inflicting on himself, he knew he had to cum. The fantasy of this naked teenage girls masturbating hand on his cock was driving him wild. He imagined her kneeling naked at his feet, opening her mouth to catch his semen as it ejaculated from his penis. Slowly she increased the strokes on his penis, imagining it was the virgins hand masturbating him. Faster and faster, until eventually he came, squirting his cum into the naked teenage girls mouth, then watched as she swallowed it, and finally licked his now limp penis clean.
Opposite him, the object of his fantasy knew nothing of the hardcore sex action she was participating in, in his mind. She vaguely wondered at the face he briefly pulled, still mostly hidden behind the book he was pretending to read. She hardly even noticed as he put the book down and went to sleep.
Next to him his wife had felt him shuddering when he orgasmed. But she paid it no mind. She knew this was the usual end to one of his "feeling cold" attacks. She assumed it was his mind coming to terms with whatever stimuli set off his cold spell, because after "shuddering" he usually fell asleep.
Virginia sat in her seat feeling bored. It would not be long until she reached Berlin, and continued the journey with two other teenage girls, strangers to her, but hopefully soon to become good friends. And even if they didn't, at least they would be someone to talk to for the rest of the journey.
While The stranger had fantasy teenage sex with Virginia in his mind, Gerbil was getting ready to experience the real thing. The two teenage boys she had met in the waiting room had at last bucked up the courage to respond to her unsubtle come-ons. (The last being to ask them, in bad German, "Do you guys want a fuck?", how unsubtle can you get!) Unlike Virginia, none of the three people in the waiting room were teenage virgins, and the Berlin waiting room was about to pay host to some really horny teenagers fucking.
Updated.....03-Nov-2007
4 - Teenage Sex In A Station Waiting Room
Back at Berlin station Gerbil (Gerbalannainstikoff) had at last got through to the two teenagers in the waiting room with her. The poor eighteen year old girl had been making "I want sex with you" type moves at the German youths for ages, and getting only lustful looks back, no action. So with the aid of her German phrase book, and what little German she already knew, she had said to them "Wünschen sie kerle ein bumsen oder nicht?", which she thought meant "Do you guys want a fuck or not?", and was close enough for them to get the idea. The two boys were nineteen year olds, and Gerbil was a very attractive eighteen year old girl, so not surprisingly they nodded "yes".
There was nowhere private to go, but they were the only three people in the waiting room, and Gerbil was too horny to wait any longer. She moved to one of the benches at the rear of the room, where they were less likely to be observed by someone looking in, and laid down on it. Then she lifted her skirt, removed her knickers and spread her legs. The boys looked at her nervously, still too scared to make a move, so Gerbil said "Which one of you wants to go first?" She had no idea what the German language version for this question was, so she spoke in English, hoping that the boys knew enough English to understand.
Finally the two German teenagers bucked up the courage to make a move. A brief argument broke out between them, in German, but Gerbil correctly guessed that they were arguing about who got to fuck her first. They solved the argument by tossing a coin. Then the winner approached Gerbil, removing his trousers as he walked, and nearly tripping over in the process. Gerbil looked at him as he finally got both his trousers and boxers off. He was well hung for a nineteen year old, and a thrill of sexual anticipation ran through Gerbil's body, his penis was large enough to really stretch her teenage pussy, she knew it was going to be good for her. Then shaking slightly from the nervousness he still felt, the youth climbed up on top of her and without any foreplay, penetrated her.
Although the German did not bother with foreplay, this did not matter because Gerbil had been getting hornier and hornier during the train journey, and by the time she had reached Berlin she was so moist that she was almost dripping on the platform.
As the first German's penis penetrated her, Gerbil let out an involuntary sigh of pleasure. It felt good to have a large cock inside her teenage pussy. It also felt good for the German, his penis squeezed by a tight teenage pussy. He may have only been nineteen, but he had plenty of experience. But all of it was with a perverted "auntie". Not a blood "auntie", but a friend of his mother, who he had called "Auntie Gertrude" since he had been able to talk. On his eighteenth birthday, her present to him was the loss of his virginity. It was more her present to herself really, she had fancied her faux nephew for a long time, but at least had the sense to wait until he was legal. Since then they had been fucking in secret whenever they could, no one else knew about it. He wanted to boast, but he knew that his parents would stop the liaisons if they found out, and he did not want that. So he kept quiet. Auntie Gertrude was in her forties, and the teenager felt pleased that he was fucking an older woman. Very "Dustin Hoffman" of himself. Fucking Gerbil was his first experience of teen on teen sex, and he realised what he had been missing by only fucking an older woman. The tight young pussies of teenage girls.
The boy was good, his aunt had taught him well (for her own pleasure), he knew what he was doing. And Gerbil had been thinking of sex for most of the journey, so she came quickly, and it was a good orgasm.
Gertrude had taught him stamina, had taught him how to hold on. But this was his first time with a teenage girl, so he came a lot sooner than he had intended, a lot sooner than he wanted. But still it was long enough for Gerbil to reach a second orgasm.
His friend had been watching, and getting more and more turned on. So as soon as the first teenager got up, the second was climbing on top of Gerbil. He had a slightly smaller penis than his friend, but that did not bother Gerbil. She liked to be streached, but sex was sex, regardless of the size of the cock inside her. However she was disappointed that the second German did not have as good a technique as his friend. Still, he was very good for a nineteen year old, and Gerbil would have been happy if it wasn't for the fact that she had just had two fantastic orgasms. She did not cum this time, but she politely faked it when she felt the boy ejaculate inside her.
After all three teenagers had been fully sexually satisfied, they sat and talked for a while. Gerbil only knew a few words of German, but she was fairly fluent in English, and the boys both spoke enough English that they could just about manage a conversation together. The Boys names were Hanz and Bert. Bert did not sound like a German name, and Hanz sounded so stereotypically German that Gerbil assumed that they had given her false names. She did not mind, and considered telling them she was Countess Stephanie, but decided against it because she knew both Virginia and Inger would arrive at some time looking for her, and if she was still claiming to be "Countess Stephanie" it could get confusing, not to mention embarrassing. Although Gerbil did not believe it, the names of these two guys were really Bert and Hanz.
The three teenagers talked for some time, and Gerbil finished her now cold but still unpleasant cup of what passed for coffee at that station. Hanz offered to buy her a second cup, but Gerbil did not think her intestines could take it. Gerbil had not bothered doing up her blouse again, she was hoping to get the boys horny enough for a second round. But instead, after talking for quite some time, Hanz said, in his broken English, "Please could you now give me a sucking of the cock?"
Gerbil would have preferred a fuck, but she was game for anything, and a mouthful of cum was her third favourite thing (her most favourite thing being a pussy full of cum, and her second favourite thing was an asshole full of cum). So she got down on her knees and gave Hanz a blowjob.
His penis still tasted of Gerbil's own pussy juices, and this time he controlled himself for longer, enjoying the feel of Gerbil's mouth around his penis, her tongue gently tickling it as she excited him fully. Then when he finally came in her mouth, she swallowed his semen gratefully, she loved the taste of it, loved the feel of it sliding down her throat.
As she began to stand up, Bert stopped her and said "No, me too please." So Gerbil remained on her knees, and this time gave head to the other German teenager. He came much more quickly than his friend, but his semen tasted as good to Gerbil as she swallowed it.
After that they again talked a for a while. Gerbil hoping that once their libido had recovered from the blowjobs she had given them, and their "honourable member" was once again able to stand to attention, she would get another fuck. Unfortunately they had other things on their minds. When they finally reached the stage where they could go for round two, Bert asked Gerbil "Please, is it possible for you to once more suck out my penis?" Gerbil's reply was "Oh, no, it is your turn. I sucked your cocks, now you can suck my pussy." The boys consulted then Hanz told her "Yes we agree, it is only fair. But afterwards may I fuck you in the arse while you give Bert a sucking of the cock?"
Gerbil agreed, she had never taken two men at once, and thought it might be fun.
Gerbil had not put her knickers back on, so she just spread her legs and raised her skirt. The two teenagers took it in turns to perform cunnilingus on her teenage pussy. Hanz was best (Auntie Gertrude was a good teacher), but Bert was not bad, and each one licked her until she had a genuine orgasm. And while each boy administered to Gerbil's needs, the other watched and masturbated himself.
* * * * *
Meanwhile, Inger at last arrived at the station. She asked in the ticket office if anyone had seen Gerbalannainstikoff. A none to happy ticket seller said he did not know the names of all the teenage girls who passed his booth, let alone those whose names he could not pronounce. Someone in the café told Inger that she had sold a cup of coffee to a teenage girl with an East European sounding accent, and said that she had headed in the direction of the waiting room. Inger thanked her, and shot off in that direction.
Looking in the window of the station waiting room, Inger could only see the occupants from just above the waist up. There were only two people in the room, a teenage girl sitting with a contented look on her face, and a teenage boy looking in her direction with an even more contented look on his face. Inger decided that the girl was probably the person she was looking for, so she entered the waiting room and said "Hello, my name is Inger please. Are you Gerbalannainstikoff who is going to the Caister International Colle...... OhMyGoodGodInHeavenAndAllTheSaints!!!"
The final run together blasphemous expletive was due to the fact that she had just noticed a third German boy on the floor between Gerbil's legs, who was licking out her pussy. And at the same moment she also realised that the other boy, who was sitting on a bench watching them, had his penis out and was masturbating.
Gerbil looked up at her and said "Yes I am Gerbalannainstikoff, but I prefer 'Gerbil'. This is Bert and the other boy is Hanz. Both boys said "hello", but Bert's "hello" was slightly muffled because his face was still buried in Gerbil's pussy. Feeling a little confused, and a lot embarrassed, Inger said "hello" back. Gerbil said "I don't suppose you could wait outside until I have finished, I'm nearly there. Or if you prefer you can sit and watch. Inger replied "No that is OK please. I will go for a drink of coffee." Then still bright red with embarrassment Inger rushed back to the café.
Updated.....12 Dec-2007
5 - Mile High Blowjob From A Teenage Sexpot
Arriving at the airport Hanna was still angry with her parents. They were sending her to Norfolk for her college education. Not that this would have upset her if it had been Norfolk in New York, or Norfolk in Connecticut, but it was Norfolk in England. And that is not New England but old England, very old England, the place with kings and queens, and lords and ladies, and serfs, and peasants, and stuff like that. Not that Hanna had anything against England (or against kings, queens, lords, ladies, serfs, peasants, etc), but she wanted to go to college in America.
As well as not wanting to leave America, Hanna also did not want to go to Europe. She was an intelligent girl, and well educated. But her education was mostly in practical subjects (English, maths, science etc), what little history she had studied had been American history, and her non-American Geography had mostly been physical geography, not social geography. Consequently her view of Europe was that is was that it was technologically backward to America, and she thought politically it consisted of a lot of tiny, insignificant countries all controlled by non-elected monarchs. She had no desire to spend three years of her life in such a country.
So when her parents said goodbye and wished her luck, she simply shrugged at them. She refused to let them hug her, or kiss her goodbye. And when they told her they loved her, she did not respond.
Hanna got on the aeroplane still fuming, her parents went back home heartbroken.
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The timing of Hanna's flight was unfortunate. The nearest airport to Caister was in Norwich, however there were no direct flights there from America. The next nearest was Stansted, but after the terrorist attack on the Twin Towers a lot of Americans had stopped flying and demand for flights to East Anglia had dropped, so the airlines had to stop flights from America to Stansted simply because they did not get enough passengers to break even, let alone make a profit. The result was that if you wanted to fly directly to England, the closest airport was Heathrow, which was one of London's airports, so still got a reasonable amount of traffic from America. Hanna's flight was in September 2007, well after the terrorist attack, long enough after for most Americans to have begun trusting air travel again. Unfortunately big companies are like big dinosaurs, in that it takes a long time for the message to reach the brain. And although one airline had at last decided to resume direct flights from the US to Stansted, they did not actually begin until a couple of months after Hanna was due to start college in Caister.
Flying to Heathrow would mean a rail journey of several hours up to Great Yarmouth, then a bus to Caister. Hanna had visions of a "third world" type of rail journey and had no intention of suffering that. The journey would not have been as bad as Hanna thought (although this is only because the route was no longer run by Anglia Railways), and to be fair to Hanna, the only reason she pushed the matter was that she did not want to go to England. However the result was that Hanna's parents found a Dutch airline called KLM who ran flights from America to Amsterdam, and flights from Amsterdam to Norwich (the closest airport to Caister). So, with just a change of flight at Amsterdam, Hannah could fly from America to Norwich. And her parents even agreed to pay her taxi fare from Norwich to Caister (a journey of about twenty miles).
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Sitting next to Hanna on the aeroplane was an attractive guy of about forty. Normally Hanna had little interest in older men, and she was reasonably sensible about casual sex. But she was still angry with her parents and wanted to get back at them. Since one of the last conversations she had with them was a lecture on casual sex, Hanna decided that her first act of revenge on her parents would be to fuck the first guy who looked interested. The man sitting next to her had looked her over in what he considered a "subtle and unnoticeable way", that had been about as "subtle and unnoticeable" as if it had been preceded by a public announcement and a marching band. During takeoff he attempted to make polite conversation with Hanna, but failed to make eye contact with her. While they were talking his eyes stayed permanently fixed on her tits, which were quite noticeably braless under the tight teeshirt that she wore. So the moment the "you may unfasten your seatbelts" announcement came on, Hanna asked the man politely "Do you want to come to the toilets and fuck me?"
To be fair on Hanna and her parents, Hanna had for some time wanted to join the "mile high club", so would probably have had sex with someone on that aeroplane if the opportunity arose. Their row, and the lecture on casual sex had simply made Hanna more forward, and made her offer her body to the first man she saw rather than look around for quality meat.
The man was more than a little suprised. He was forty one years old, had been happily married for almost exactly half his life, and had been faithful to his wife for almost his entire marriage (there had been one brief affair with his secretary in the second year of their marriage, but this had mostly been because he had just been promoted and that was the first time he ever had a job with a secretary, so he wanted to make full use of his new position of power). Of course he had also had sex with the prostitutes his friends had hired for his stag night (and one of the three strippers at the same event). He had also had sex with a gay friend at the stag night (his only non-heterosexual experience, he had been drunk and his friend, who had always fancied him, took advantage of his drunken state to convince him that he should "experience everything sexual" before entering into the straitjacket of marriage). However, although these encounters were only hours before the wedding, he was still technically single, so he did not count them as "cheating". As far as he was concerned, his only transgression had been that brief affair with his secretary.
But he was flattered by Hanna's offer. She was less than half his age, and as he looked at her he told himself that she was almost as young as his daughter (in fact Hanna was a couple of months younger than his daughter, and looked it, but fathers nearly always think of their daughters as "little girls" and this makes them think as though they are younger than they actually are). And Hanna was very attractive, particularly with her firm teenage tits straining braless at the thin material of her teeshirt. So the man decided that perhaps it was time that he once again broke his wedding vows. After all he had been faithful for about nineteen years, what more could a wife expect?
Besides, they were in the air now, and he told himself that if the act did not occur on firm ground, it did not really count.
Hanna went to the toilet first. A couple of minutes later the man followed her. He felt that this would alleviate any suspicion. This was unnecessary because no one on the flight actually gave a damn. And anyway, if anyone had cared, the erection straining at the front of his trousers was a dead give away.
But the only person to notice the excessive strain he was putting on his zipper was a little old lady sitting near the back of the 'plane, who noticed it as he passed, and realised where he was going. "Filthy pervert" she said to herself, as she remembered that the only other person to head for the lavatory was one of the teenage girls on the flight, so he must be going to fuck her. The irony of the fact that she considered a man in his forties who still fucked teenage girls a "filthy pervert", when the only reason she knew what he was about to do was that she, a seventy two year old woman, tended to look at the crotches of men nearly half her age, never crossed her mind.
Waiting in the toilet Hanna began to have second thoughts. She was no virgin, and no stranger to casual sex. But she rarely put out on the first date, and never fucked total strangers. Then the man entered the toilet, and Hanna saw what the old lady saw, the enormous bulge in the front of his trousers. From the size of the bulge Hanna realise that it must be hiding an incredibly large penis, and was glad she had made this decision.
Hurriedly she pulled down his trousers and boxers, to get a good look at what she thought would be a big juicy cock. She was not disappointed.
At the same time, the man pulled up her teeshirt to get a good look at what he thought would be reasonably large, but incredibly firm, teenage tits. He was also not disappointed.
Once she had pulled down his trousers and pants Hanna lifted her arms to allow him to take her teeshirt right off. He liked topless teenagers. Like the guy in the train who had fantasised about being given a hand job by Virginia, this man kept a hidden collection of magazines containing pictures of naked teenage girls. And although he had been faithful to his wife for nineteen years, and never fucked another woman since the day he broke off his affair with his secretary, he still masturbated. And when he masturbated it was usually while looking at naked pictures of teenage girls. And he particularly liked teenage tits. Teenage pussy was nice, but as far as he was concerned teen cunts were for fucking not looking at. Teen tits however, were for looking at. And he had a particular fetish for topless teenage girls. That was why he slipped off Hanna's teeshirt but did not undress her further.
While the man admired Hanna's teenage tits, she was admiring his big cock. Just looking at it was a turn on, but touching it was better, so Hanna touched it.
And playing with it was an even bigger turn on, so Hanna played with it.
The man on the train who had imagined having sex with Virginia, had only got an imaginary hand job from his teenage girl, but the man in the toilet of the KLM aeroplane was getting the real thing.
Hanna stopped long before he came and asked him if he had a condom. He did not, he was a married man with no intention of cheating on his wife, so on a business trip to Amsterdam he had no reason to carry a condom. Hanna never carried one. And although KLM was obviously aware that it's aeroplane toilets were used by people joining the mile high club (or renewing their membership) they do not like to encourage the practise. So, unlike so many terrestrial public toilets, the ones on KLM flights do not contain condom machines. Hanna is a fairly sensible girl. Although she occasionally has casual sex, she only ever has safe, protected sex. She does not want a venereal disease, she really does not want to become pregnant, and most of all she does not want to die of AIDS. So she never fucks without a condom.
Unfortunately the lecture her parents gave her before leaving on casual sex, included a lecture along the lines of "but if you do ignore our advice, ALWAYS use a condom". So to spite her parents even further she decided that she would go ahead and fuck this guy without one.
But first she wanted a taste of his big penis. She knelt down on the floor in front of him, not an easy task in the cramped space of an aeroplane toilet. Then she put her lips around the end of his cock and sucked.
It tasted good, and it felt good, kneeling on the floor sucking a total stranger's large penis. She now knew what Hugh Grant meant when he went on about the joys of sex with a total stranger. It felt dirty, debauched, and very, very, horny.
As her lips wrapped around his penis, her tongue ran along the part of it inside her mouth. But he was so huge that she only had the very end of his penis inside her mouth, she wanted it all. Hanna had never deep throated anyone before, but she was aware of the practise. She decided to try and deep throat the man.
She slid her mouth forward, so that the tip of his penis rested against the back of her mouth. It was not as pleasant a feeling as she had expected. Although she was breathing normally through her nose, it still felt like she was suffocating herself. But it also turned her on sexually, and she wanted more. His penis was long, and enough of the shaft was still outside her mouth for Hanna to be able to wrap her whole hand around it. This she did, then pushed his penis deep into her mouth, forcing the head down her throat.
OK, now look at your hand for a moment. Force three fingers and your thumb together at their tip (or all four fingers and your thumb, if you can manage it). Look down on the end of it, sort of round like the end of a penis. Unless you have very fat fingers it will not be as wide as the end of this man's penis, but you get the idea. Now imagine forcing this down your throat for the first time. Not after 'preparation', not with 'gentle practise', but just imagine what would happen if you suddenly rammed your fingers down your throat.
Well that is exactly what happened to Hanna.
She had a sudden and uncontrollable urge to vomit.
Fortunately the man was standing over the lavatory pan, and kneeling at his feet Hanna was within a foot of it. So all she had to do was pull his dick out of her mouth, and bend forward, then vomit the remains of the chili dog and fries she had eaten just before the flight, directly into the lavatory bowl.
That was the easy part. Having been ideally positioned for vomiting Hanna had managed to do so cleanly and with grace. Or at least with as much grace as it is possible to have while kneeling with your head between your lover's legs, hurling the content of your stomach into a lavatory bowl. However standing up and rinsing her mouth out in the sink was a struggle, the lavatory was only designed for one, and there were two people in it.
Now you would assume that such a messy, and embarrassing scene would put paid to any amorous thoughts in the two participants minds. But you would assume wrong. True, the man was turned off by the vomiting, but he was still in a confined space with an attractive topless teenage girl. And while she had been vomiting he had remained standing over the bowl (there was nowhere else to go), her head had been between his legs, and her hair had been tickling his balls, which he found highly erotic. So he was prepared to let her have another go at sucking his cock.
And Hanna, although embarrassed at having vomited, was still feeling horny. The man's penis still stood to attention, still pointed at her in an erotic way. She still wanted his cum inside her body. So she knelt back down on the floor and begun sucking it again.
But she had at least learnt one lesson - no more attempts at deep throating his massive penis. She satisfied herself with only putting the end of his huge member in her mouth. Not that the rest of his penis was ignored. She periodically removed it from her mouth then kissed and licked it along it's length. She also occasionally sucked on his balls, something the man found especially erotic.
He controlled himself as long as possible, but eventually he felt himself cumming.
Hanna was not a teenage slut, she had nowhere near as much sexual experience as Gerbil. But she was no teenage virgin either. She had had her share of boys. So she knew from experience when the man showed the signs of being about to cum.
Hanna wanted a full fuck. She wanted his enormous cock buried deep inside her cunt. The blowjob had been only intended as an appetiser, an aperitif before the main event. She had intended to stop long before he came, then transfer his rock hard penis to her pussy for the final climax. But when she felt him beginning to show the unmistakable signs of a man about to cum, the head of his cock was still inside her mouth. And Hanna realised greedily that she wanted to taste his cum, wanted to feel him ejaculate in his mouth, and wanted to savour his semen as it slid down her throat. So she did no stop. Instead she caressed his shaft with her lips, tickled the tip with her tongue, and steadily brought him to the inevitable climax.
As he came she took his semen into her mouth, swished it round and played with it with her tongue, then hungrily swallowed it down.
A blowjob is one of the world's most famous misnomers, you don't blow, you suck. Except you don't suck either. Well, I suppose you suck cock in the same way you suck a lollipop, but you don't suck in the dictionary definition of the word ("to draw by producing a partial vacuum"). However Hanna wanted to suck every last drop of semen from the man's penis, to suck it dry like sucking sherbet from a straw. This was of course impossible. So she had to satisfy herself with licking him clean, removing every last drop of semen from his now flaccid penis with her tongue.
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When Hanna had given the man a blowjob after his negative answer to her question as to whether he had a condom, the man assumed that was all he was going to get, and that Hanna would not risk penetrative sex without one. Normally this would be true. In fact Hanna would not usually even risk giving a blowjob to a man who she knew was prepared to indulge in unprotected sex. However she was still angry with her parents, and wanted to punish them by ignoring their advice. Also the man had the biggest penis Hanna had ever seen, and she wanted to find out what it would be like to ride such a monster.
Plus she was still feeling incredibly horny.
Unfortunately having just blown his load into Hanna's mouth, the man was unable to rise to the occasion.
But Hanna was not going to be put off by something like that, she knew how to get a man erect again as quickly as possible, she also wanted to taste more of his body.
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This is a true story from the 1970s:
Lucy was on her first holiday away from home without her parents. She was nineteen years old, and in a small Mexican town with friends. She broke the law, and got arrested. Lucy would not tell me what she had done. She simply said that it was "the sort of thing wild teenagers do". She admits it was criminal, and says that even if she had done it in the US she would have probably gone to jail. But she did not do it in the US, she did it in Mexico. In fact she says she probably would not have done it if she had been in the US at the time, and it was only because she was away from home in a foreign country that she thought she would get away with it.
But she was wrong, she got a year in a Mexican prison. This was the 1970s, when Mexican police got away with treating criminals however they liked. And Mexican jailers got away with worse.
A nineteen year old American girl was a gift to them.....
Here is a brief extract from the chapter that describes her first visit to the prison warden's office:
Lucy was taken to Warden's office. As well as the warden, both the deputies and all the guards except one were there. Warden was behind his desk, the others standing beside it. She was left standing by the door.
Warden said "Take off your teeshirt". She asked why and Warden replied "We want to see your tits." She started to refuse but remembered her previous punishments.
Nervously she removed her teeshirt then stood there topless. They looked at her naked teenage tits with evil leers, and she could see erections straining at their pants. She felt totally humiliated.
Next Warden said "Take of your pants." After a pause he added "And before you ask, because we want to see your cunt."
She hesitated. Showing them her pussy was even worse. But she thought of being punished, and shaking with shame, she lowered her shorts.
They made her spread her legs so they could get a good look at teenage pussy, then they made her hold it open so that they could get a gynaecologists view. One of the guards rubbed his crotch and Lucy felt so debased standing there.
To her horror Warden said "Put your fingers up your cunt." She did as he ordered, the humiliation was almost unbearable.
Then Warden said "masturbate yourself." Lucy was going to refuse. Then she saw the stern look on Warden's face and got scared. Crying with shame she masturbated herself while they watched and leered.
Eventually Warden told her to stop. But then he said "Now lie across my desk and spread your legs." Lucy looked at him in dread. Did he mean to fuck her. She saw the look on his face, he did mean to fuck her. She shook her head "no" and tried to get out the door, but two of the guards grabbed her............
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