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Living The College Life, Can A Party Girl Go To Far?

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First off, I wanted to tell you a little about my college life so far.

I'm enrolled in college in Michigan. I live in Lansing, but I wont tell you what college I go to just in case. I'm in my Sophomore year, and am enjoying a very active social and sexual life. I've slowly became use to my surroundings and am comfortable with my sexuality here, acting like I was at home in Japan. I'm living off campus, I needed a little freedom that the dorms wouldn't allow...

I'm working on getting a teaching degree, either for me to teach Japanese here in the US, or to teach English in Japan. I'm not sure which to do just yet. Both countries have there ups and downs, so that's a decision Ill have to decide on when the time comes.

I party, a lot. At first I wasn't into it to much, I was shy at them and all. My room mate Crissy got me into the party scene, and I got here into some things too. Crissy and I share an apartment, its a bit far from campus, but it provides us a nice place to have to our selves. Its quite and not full of other college students.

Now for the main focus of the story.

Part one

My first few party were pretty simple. It was usually a small gathering of friends of Crissy, and I was there to get to know them. My English was pretty good, so I was able to hold converse with the people there. We talked and joked around, they always had booze there. I was able to hold my drinks very well, the beer here cant hold a candle to some of the things I drank in Japan.

Awoken and Used in the Dark

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Amy awoke with a start. She stared frantically into the pitch darkness of her bedroom but could see nothing; it must have still been the middle of the night. Something had touched her and made her jump. A few moments passed, sitting up in the blackness... nothing. She listened nervously to the sound of waves crashing calmly in the distance; she had left her window slightly open to let in some cool air. She slowly lay back down on her pillow, stretching her pale legs under the blanket once again, assuming she had been dreaming, but no sooner had she closed her eyes did something touch her again, something slimy. Amy didn't move a muscle, paralyzed with curious fear. Something slimy and sticky was making its way up her inner thigh towards her panties. It was warm and wet. Amy was only a young girl and was afraid of spiders and other bugs and so was about to prop herself up on her elbows, in order to drag herself away from the creeping entity when she felt something much larger sweep up her body and cover her with a suffocating grip. Struggling to free herself, Amy felt her arms constricted at her sides and the weight of something sopping and wet on her stomach, spreading over her writhing body but still, she could see nothing. What felt like slippery snakes or eels were making their way up her chest, sliding over her small tits and as they slithered upwards, brushing against her nipples, she could feel that they had little suckers of some sort. A strong smell of saltwater stung Amy's flaring nostrils as she wriggled in the creatures grasp, whining helplessly. She dared not cry out yet, not while she still had any chance of untangling herself from the situation on her own; the shame of having her daddy burst into her room when she was wearing nothing but her panties would have destroyed her.

Terri's Fantasy

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It started one night when I was out for a drink with my friend Tracy. She asked me whether I had ever heard of women having sex with dogs, I said no. Tracy gave me a story she had downloaded of the net.

Before I go any further I will tell you about my self, I'm 5' 5" tall with a curvy 38-26-36 figure. With long brown hair and brown eyes.

When I got home my husband was in bed, so I sat down and started to read the story, it was about a young woman and her dog. The dog started off by licking her pussy. The more I read the more aroused I became, and it wasn't long before I had taken my knickers off and was playing with my self. I don't know why but the thought of a dog's long tongue licking my pussy really turned me on. I was reading the story and fucking myself with my fingers, occasionally bringing my wet fingers up to my mouth and licking and sucking my lovely tasting juice.

Before I had finished the story I had made myself cum three times.

I went to bed, but I couldn't go to sleep, all I could think about was sex with a dog. I have a black Labrador called Jojo and I wondered if I could try it with him.

The next day I got the e-mail of the author of the story I had read. I e-mailed him saying how much I enjoyed reading his story, and how wet it made me. I also asked him if it was normal to be so turned on by this sort of story. He replied that a lot of the women he knew get turned on by it, and a few had realised there fantasies and being fucked by a dog, he then said how much they had enjoyed it.

Rosa's Lover

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Rosa stood at the edge of the dusty road and gazed off into the distance. The unforgiving South Texas sun baked the landscape and buildings, and brought out beads of perspiration on Rosa's arms and forehead. She had no idea why she continued waiting by the road each afternoon, Jimmy wasn't coming home. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. The slender, young woman turned to see Pablito, a young pitbull, standing in her shadow. She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and brushed back her long, dark hair.

"Come on cachorrito," she said to the dog, "it's too hot today, let's go in the house."

Rosa had given Jimmy the dog for his birthday about a year and a half earlier; she noticed how much he had always admired pitbulls that belonged to his friends. Whenever he saw people walking them on the street, he would remark that he was "gonna get me one of those dogs." Rosa smiled briefly as she remembered the expression of utter delight on Jimmy's face when she had plopped the fat, gold-and-black brindled puppy into his lap. It was Jimmy's twenty-first birthday, and his friend Pablo had stopped over with a couple of six- packs to help him celebrate. Pablo offered beers to Jimmy and Rosa, and spotted the pup in Jimmy's lap.

"Hey, you guys got a puppy! What kind is it?"

"It's a pitbull. I'm gonna train him to bite you if you come here when I'm not around!," Jimmy joked.

Buster, My Friend

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He looked so sad.

He should be a proud dog, a 200 pound Saint Bernard. But he looked so miserable and lonely shivering in the cold rain, tied to a post. It broke my heart seeing him standing there. I walked over to him. He looked ecstatic to be given even a little attention and he eagerly wagged his tail in greeting as he walked over to me. He sniffed my hand and licked it as I patted his head and rubbed his thick wet fur. I kneeled down so he could lick my face with his warm tongue.

"That's a good boy," I told him, "You are such a sweet fellow. But what is your name? I'll call you 'Buster'!" and I gave him a big hug.

Day after day I would walk past Buster's house on my way home from work. He was always tied to a post and always looked very sad and lonely. So, I got into the habit of always keeping some dog treats in my pocket so I could give Buster a treat every time I got to say 'Hi' to him. He was always very friendly and seemed to love the attention.

Sometimes I'd bring a toy along to play with Buster. We would play tug of war with a rope or fetch. He couldn't go very far on his chain but he did the best he could and he always enjoyed playing.

One day I was visiting with Buster when a woman at his house stuck her head out of her door and yelled at me, "Hey you! Get away from my dog!"

I replied, "You just relax! I'm just saying 'Hi' to my friend here. I'm not hurting anyone."