Bens Girl Harem by Auumaan chapter 25 conclusion
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As a twenty two year old Benjamin was finishing up his long drive back from college to started his summer he pondered how he wanted this, his last summer before he had to join the real world, would be different. Being a young male the first thing that came to him was that he wanted to get laid again. Even though he was not a virgin he could think of many times that he could have bedded a woman but he was too shy to push for it. Even his first time came from kind of happened to fall into his lap.
He and his girlfriend Katelyn had been friends and had been getting closer then that since he talked her down from her last bad break up. Katelyn was a tall red head with alabaster skin save a few freckles on her gorgeous. Over the summer she came and stayed with Benjamin and his family at their house and on her weekend there they decided to go swimming. She was wearing a sexy black bikini that showed off her nice tight ass and enormous cleavage. Once his mom left Katelyn swam into Ben’s arms and wrapped her legs around him as they started to make out. He firmly grasped her taught hind haunches and slipped the tips of his fingers underneath her bikini. Slowly he inched his fingers toward her neatly trimmed slit stopping and circling his fingers around her pubic bone for a few moments before he continues to draw closer to his intended target. As he does this she purrs and tries to shift so his fingers will contact her slit.
When she is warmed up she fishes Ben’s cock out of his shorts and positions it at the entrance to her cunt. He looks into her eyes and she gives him a look of approval so he slowly enters her, sliding in inch by inch. Once he is in all the way he pauses for a moment or two before slowly sliding out and then sliding back in a repeatedly until he has established a rhythm. She nibbles on his neck and ear and lets out a quiet guttural moan. This turns him on more and he begins to thrust harder and deeper. Her grip on him tightens as she starts to orgasm and he is not far behind. He starts cuming just as her orgasm is finishing up. Afterwards she tells him she loves him and that it was the best fuck she has ever had and he returns the sentiment. The rearrange their clothing a make out for a while before heading back to his house. They would fuck numerous times during her visit but those memories will have to wait as Ben is closing in on home and he does not want to greet his family with a boner so he goes back to concentrating on driving. He finally arrives at home and put his car in park. As he starts walking towards the house the door opens.
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This is so boring," Ben moaned as he tried to peek out through the curtain without actually showing his face. "Ben, get away from the window," Gwen hissed as her cousin tried to ignore her, "Grandpa said this was a bad part of town and he wanted to stay in the rustbucket and not let anyone see us." "I know," Ben said, pulling his head away from the window and slumping back into the bench next to it. "I remember what he said just as well as you do, Gwen. He said this was the bad part...
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