My shit’s a bit different than the same ol thing, and not for everybody. If you’re an average erotica reader, or uppity ‘grammar Nazi’, you ma... not like it. If you’re into strippers, hardcore pornography, or raunchy unashamed aggressive sexuality in general, and like ‘over the top’ stories, then feel free to read and let me know what you think.) 11:39 PM. Friday night. I gathered my breath really nervously as I tried to gather my courage and…oh, yeah. Where’s my manners? Let me fill you in on. After I told everyone to stay in shape, Kristen and the Computer Science team had really stepped up and organized a secured web page for our "private yoga practice". We shared everyone's contact details, there was even a discussion group which all sounded innocuous, people offering to help each other. Some people organized group workouts and cooking lessons. Tina had put up something about a group hike based on our afternoon jaunt. Even with all of that, the Sunday after hours get-together was. She varied her speed and motion as she worked me in and out of her warm mouth, enjoying herself as she sucked and licked my shaft. She was in no hurry to make me cum, and I certainly wasn't either. I relished the feel of her soft tongue on the underside of my cock, licking back and forth across the shaft. I wrapped my fingers in her long, dark hair as her head bobbed slowly up and down. Occasionally she looked up at me with my cock in her mouth, a look of lust that turned me on even more. After hearing all this i realized that i had started to cum a little bit inmy pants i new then that i liked what i heard for days after thisi did nothing but fantise about jill and another man .All this only made me jack off even worse but i also startedhaveing alot off oral sex with jill and she didnt seem to mind,then one thursday nite jill went to hang out with her sister for awhile it was lte when she got back home and i was espically horny i staterd kissing on herfight away she wanted to.