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I was busy packing for my little trip up to my parents’ holiday cabin, which was a few hours’ drive away from our house. My step-brother, Tyler, would also be coming with me. Our parents wanted us out of the house while they dealt with some legal issues surrounding a client my mother was currently fighting a case for; as they thought it would be easier for everyone.

So, as a result, Tyler and I were going to spend a week or so in the woods, alone and yet completely free to do whatever we wanted- something we hardly ever got to do here.

Tyler’s father had married my mother three years ago, when I was fourteen. Tyler was a few years older than me. Like his father, Tyler had dark skin, black hair and creamy brown eyes. They both were a sight to see. Both were tall, standing at over six foot.

“Tori, are you ready?” My mom yelled out from downstairs.

“Yeah mom, I’m coming!” I replied, grabbing my suitcase from my bed and headed downstairs to where everyone was waiting.

“You drive carefully, now, Tyler, okay?” his dad handed him the car keys, almost reluctantly, “and be careful,”

Tyler groaned. “Yes dad, I promise. Can we go now?”

We kissed and hugged each other goodbye and in a few moments we were in the car heading towards the freeway. Tyler had his music station on, so I reached for my earphones, but before I could insert them into my ears he slapped them away.

“What the fuck, Ty?” angered flared into my voice.

“Hey, watch your language young lady,” He laughed and I rolled my eyes. “No earphones: you’re not going to ignore me, and you’ll learn to love my music.”

“But your taste in music is shit,” I whined, “I’d rather claw my ears off!”

“Oh well, that’s your issue now, isn’t it? Just don’t get any blood on my car, okay?” We laughed as he pulled onto the freeway.

After a few minutes of silence, I asked, “what are we actually going to do down there? It’s been years since either of us have been.”

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “hopefully the pool’s still working; it’s gonna be hot for the next few weeks.”

I groaned: I hated the hot weather. Although it provided me a great opportunity to get a golden tan, the hot air and the sticky humidity was always a massive turn off.

Tyler turned up the radio and I groaned again as another one of his favourite songs blasted through the speakers, almost giving me a headache.

Ten minutes down, only four-and-a-half hours to go.

_**_

“Wake up, you,” Tyler poked me awake and I lifted my head from where I had fallen asleep on his shoulder. “We’re here,”

“We’re here already?” I asked groggily, still half asleep.

“You’ve been asleep for two hours, Tori; it’s almost dinner time, so let’s get inside out of this heat and order some food.”

He opened the back doors and pulled our bags out. I took my bag off of him and followed him up to the front door.

‘Cabin’ was not the right word for this building. It was more like a house, a house in the middle of the woods. It had grey stone walls that connected to wooden panels along the front of the house, creating this sleek modern look that almost seemed out of place compared to its surrounding foliage.

Tyler unlocked the door and immediately disabled the alarm and flicked on the lights. Inside was modern as well: leather furniture and a massive flat-screen TV was mounted on the far wall. At the back of the house large floor-to-ceiling windows let the evening sun in, casting yellow and greenish shadows across the floors. It was much cooler inside than what it was out.

The backyard was visible, though there were no fences as they were not needed, and the blue pool stared back at us. It looked like it was usable, so hopefully it was.

Tyler walked to his room and I walked to mine to unpack our bags for our stay. It took me about twenty minutes to have everything neatly tucked away and tidy before I left the room, meeting up with Tyler who was already watching TV.

“When are we gonna have dinner?” I asked, “I’m starving!”

“You know where the phone is,” he answered, “bring it to me and I’ll order pizza,”

I hit him on the shoulder. “I am not your maid,”

“And I’m not your cook. Bring me the phone or you can go hungry,” he smirked as I retrieved the phone off the kitchen counter and threw it at him, hard. “Ouch! Fuck, Tori!”

I laughed as I jumped onto the couch beside him, stretching my legs as he ordered our dinner.

Once he was done ordering, he turned the TV up louder, and I saw he was watching one of his favourite shows; one of my least favourites.

“Please can you change the channel?” I begged, “Please?”

“Why? This is a great show,”

“No it’s not: it’s stupid, please change it over,”

“You’re such a child,” He sighed as he flipped through the channels before we both agreed on what to watch. “There, are you happy now?”

“Very,” I smiled as I relaxed into the couch, ignoring the heat and trying to focus on the show.

_**_

After we had packed away the remaining pizza to have for breakfast the following morning, Tyler suggested that we go for a swim as it was still hot out. I agreed and went to change into my bikini.

My pink bikini barely held my perky EEs, and my bottoms glided smoothly over my bare pussy lips. They were my favourite pair: I never left home without them if I was going away. I finished tying them together and left my room.

By the time I was outside, I was already sweating a little from the evening sun, and Tyler was already in the pool.

He shot me a fake apologetic look. “Sorry, Tori, I couldn’t wait!” he grinned.

“Sure, sure, whatever,” I rolled my eyes as I dove in, the cool water rushing around my body, providing instant relief from the relentless hot sun.

I surfaced after a few moments and saw that Tyler had begun to swim laps around the pool. His muscular arms propelling him forward through the water caused ripple effects that broke on the side of the pool.

I swam to the shallow end so I was able to stand up and flipped myself onto my back to relax. My massive tits almost made it impossible to stay balanced but I somehow managed to do it and stay comfortable at the same time.

I closed my eyes at let the sun get to work on my body, feeling my pores soak up its rays as it sunk beyond the tree line.

I opened my eyes to see the sun casting shadows along Tyler’s back as he swam back and forth. I was mesmerised by the way his dark skin rippled when he moved his arms through the water, and how the sun seemed to make his skin glow.

He was definitely a handsome devil, and I knew that ladies constantly fought over him. He’d even had a few steady girlfriends in the past, but nothing ever came of those relationships.

I pulled my gaze away from his back to stare at the sinking sun. The sky was now a deep bluey pink, and the trees casted shadows around us. The air was still hot, however, and I wanted to get out of it as soon as possible, regardless of how cool the water felt.

“Oi, Tyler,” I yelled out, breaking him from his swimming, “I’m going back inside, it’s getting too hot,”

He nodded and continued to swim around and around.

I walked into my bedroom, grabbing some pajamas and heading into the bathroom to take a shower. I turned the water on and while I was waiting for it to be at the right temperature, I stripped down and threw my bikinis in the shower so I could rinse them as well.

I stepped into the shower, sighing as the water crashed against my body. My nipples immediately hardened against the chilly water and I grabbed some soap and rubbed them until suds completely covered them.

I moved the soap slowly across my body, gently rubbing my arms and my stomach. I avoided my pussy lips- which were starting to become aroused by my own teasing- and rubbed the soap into my legs.

When I was sure that the rest of me was clean, I opened my legs and allowed my hand that was holding the soap to travel down south slowly. I moaned and gasped as the soap brushed over my hard clit, pulling it from its hiding place beneath the folds of its hood.

I circled the soap around it and my hips started to buck against the stimulation. I placed the soap back on its rack and with one hand I started rubbing my clit in circular motions, while my other hand gently rubbed at the entrance to my hole.

When I was sure that I was wet enough, I gently slid my slender finger up into my aching pussy, withholding a moan. I slowly pumped my finger in and out while I increased the speed of my other hand on my clit.

I slowly added another finger, penetrating more deeply. I started to pump faster and my juices started to mix with the water from the shower, slowly trailing down my legs. I could feel my orgasm start to slowly build in the pit of my stomach.

Another finger was added as I started thrusting against my pussy, my entire arm putting in the effort to bring me to a climax.

I accidently let out a moan and the hand that was masturbating my clit came up to cover my mouth as I gasped. I listened for a few moments and decided that Tyler hadn’t heard me, that he was still outside swimming.

I could smell my juices on the hand that now covered my mouth and one by one I sucked them in. I tasted like sweet watermelon. I sucked on my fingers as I pumped my pussy harder and faster, the orgasm almost overcoming me.

Just.

A.

Little.

More.

“Tori!” Tyler yelled out from the other side of the bathroom door, “hurry the fuck up, I wanna take a shower too!”

I jumped at the sudden sound of his voice, and pulled my fingers from my pulsing pussy, my orgasm fizzling away into nothing.

I sighed as I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, picking up my bikini. I quickly dried myself and put on my pajamas and walked out, not even bothering to close the door behind me.

“Bathroom’s all yours,” I said, as I walked passed Tyler, who was sitting on the floor next to the bathroom, leaning against the wall.

“Thanks, took you long enough, squirt,” he got up and ruffled my brown hair, which hung in curls down to my waist, and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

I shook my head and made my way into my bedroom, disappointed that I didn’t get an orgasm in the shower.

I collapsed on the bed and decided I would take advantage of being alone again. My hand trailed down to my pussy to finish what I had started.

_**_

By the time Tyler had left to go do some shopping the following morning, I was already relaxing on a lounge next to the pool. I decided it would be better to come outside before it got too hot.

I closed my eyes, feeling the sun warm my skin to a comfortable heat, the slight breeze sending shivers down my spine. Slowly, I fell asleep wearing nothing but my bikini, out in the open.

I awoke to the sound of Tyler pulling up the driveway and turning the car off. The sun had now completely risen in the sky, telling me it was around midday. The heat had started to creep up, but it wasn’t unbearable like the day before.

“I’m home Tori!” Tyler shouted as he walked into the kitchen as I joined him. “Oh, you’re here. Good. Help me unpack,”

I rolled my eyes and greeted him then started to stock the fridge with the food he brought: pie, pie, chicken, ice cream, bread, pie, pie, pasta, oh- and more pie.

“That’s a lot of pie,” I said.

“I like pie, pie is good,” he shrugged, putting away the bread.

He had definitely got enough to last us a few weeks.

We were finished in fifteen minutes, and he suggested we go out for another swim. He walked off to go and get changed while I resumed my position on the lounge.

He came out minutes later in red boardies and jumped straight into the pool. I rolled my eyes and followed him.

We floated around for a few minutes, my tits helping me to stay afloat and not submerge into the water. We splashed each other and chased each other around the pool for a few hours before the temperature really started to rise.

“I’m tired, and hot,” I muttered, getting out of the pool, “I’m going to go tan a little,”

I jumped out of the pool and once again lay down on the lounge. This time though, Tyler had his eyes on me. More specifically, my tits.

I looked down to see my nipples poking through the material, causing little bumps. Oh well, it’s not like he could actually see my tits. I mentally shrugged and closed my eyes.

“Arrgh, fuck,” I moaned after a while of not being able to relax and doze off.

“What?” Tyler asked from where he was swimming laps in the water.

“I can’t fuckin’ relax, it’s too hot,” I sighed, once again closing my eyes.

“Hold on, I’ll go get you a drink or something to cool you down,” Tyler said as he emerged from the pool and headed inside, probably tracking wet footprints all over the floor.

I closed my eyes again, trying to get comfortable in the summer sun, but not having any lucky at all. I groaned again.

I heard Tyler come back out but I was too lazy to even open my eyes and focussed on falling asleep.

I lost that focus when something extremely cold pushed up against my pussy.

“Fuck!” I yelled out and opened my eyes, jumping up, but Tyler pushed me back down and covered my mouth with his hand.

“Shhh,” he whispered, “feel the ice block against your hot little pussy,”

I looked down to see his hands in between my thighs, pushing an ice block against my bikini bottoms, right over my pussy lips.

It felt good, so good, but Tyler was my step-brother! We shouldn’t be this intimate!

“Ty-”

“No, don’t speak. This isn’t wrong: we’re not related. You’ll enjoy this, I promise,” He pulled my bikini bottoms down and off my legs, exposing my wet – and not because of the ice blocks- pussy.

He smirked as he pulled another ice block from the cooler he must have only just brought outside, and gently inserted it into my hot pussy.

“Oh fuck!” I moaned as he pushed it up and up, my pussy walls clenching it, melting it.

It was melted in under a minute.

“Mmm, hot little pussy,” he cooed, grabbing a few more ice blocks.

He worked them gently up my hole, making sure to rub them against my clit before inserting them. He pushed them around inside me, brushing against every little inch that he could make them reach, sending incredible sensations around my body.

I didn’t once stop moaning.

Once the ice blocks had melted, he left his fingers in my pussy, instead thrusting them in and out, finger fucking me.

“Oh, Tyler,” I moaned, “that feels so fucking good!” I grinded against his hand, willing his fingers to go deeper, but he held out against me, forcing my hips back down on the lounge below me.

“Ah uh,” he tutted, “don’t be greedy now,” he whispered.

He leant down and nibbled on my ear, then kissed and sucked his way down to my tits. With his free hand, he ripped them off- not even bothering to untie the string. They were my favourite pair, but I no longer gave a fuck.

He nipped and sucked on my nipples, causing me to moan out continuously. He kneaded the breast that he wasn’t sucking, and swapped every moment or so.

“Fuck you have big titties,” he said, swirling his tongue over my right nipple, “such big fucking titties!”

I was so wet by now, I could feel my juices pouring out of my pussy and collecting on the lounge underneath my ass.

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He was sitting quietly, tapping his fingers on the key without typing. "What are you doing?" she asked, startling him. He blushed, and then grinned. "I was trying to come up with an idea for a story for you, but I couldn't decide on a situation to get us naked." "Why not?" she teased. "Most of my stories start with something that really happens and inspires me. Nothing inspiring happened today." "How about this?" she said as she hugged him from behind and started nibbling on his neck. ...

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ks on the block

Joel and Allison live 4 houses away. Allison is a year behind me in school and Joel 3 years behind.I have been on a swim team most of my life and Joel started swimming for the same team a couple of years after me. He started hanging around me, almost worshipping me. At first I found it ego building but it got almost weird. My last year in school he invited me over after we had won a swim meet.“My parents are gone,” he said. “We can do anything we want”I reluctantly went to his house. Allison...

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Writers Block

Ursula slammed her fist against the table in frustration. She tore the piece of paper she had been working on out of her notebook and noisily formed it into an origami boulder and tossed it on top of the pile overflowing her office waste basket.  Her husband Walter picked his head up from his book and quietly sighed. She was taking an adult creative writing course at the local community college and was stuck, at the moment, trying to write a short story assignment. She was always so unpleasant...

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family on the block

I was 17 years old and horny as hell. My only sex experience was with the two girls at school that everyone had done. Very awkward. There was a freshman on the swim team that worshiped me and he lived down the street.One Saturday evening we were celebrating after a swim meet. His parents were gone and we were drinking their stuff. We decided to take a shower and head to bed. I was waiting forever for him to finish his shower. I stripped down to my briefs and waited in the bathroom. He stepped...

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The Auction Block

It was supposed to be for charity. A good cause they told me. I dressed in a short black dress with black stockings. The stockings had a dark seem that ran the down the back of my leg and tall heels. I had to make a good impression...I wanted to raise a lot of money for the charity.I was intimidated though, the moment I arrived. All of the other girls looked so amazing. Ashley in a blue dress that came to mid-thigh; Megan in a green skirt and a blouse that was more see-through than not;...

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Auctioneers Block

I stood in a world of darkness, hands bound behind my back as I listened with growing trepidation to the loud hum of conversation that had to be a hall full of people. The velvet bag over my head puffed out from my face with every warm breath I took. It was hot in that bag, my face felt flushed and uncomfortable. I didn't dare to move, fearing there would be consequences or that without the benefit of sight I would fall and hurt myself. Around my neck was a rope, the loose end of which hung...

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A WellLived Life 3 Book 1 SuzanneChapter 10 A Chip Off the Old Block

April 18, 2000, Chicago, Illinois “Hey, Squirt,” I said when I walked into her office late on Tuesday morning. “I take it Kimmy talked to you?” “Yes. Shut the door, please.” I nodded and shut the door to the office, then sat down across from her. “Ed is really uncomfortable with you and me traveling alone together.” “Seriously?” I sighed. “After fifteen years?” “I know, but you have to see his perspective.” “Oh, I do. Jess will quiz me, but she’ll be OK with it. You know she’s mellowed...

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Journey to EdenChapter 8 The way is blocked

There it was again, straight ahead. The mist parted, and the disk of the sun shone wanly through a thin layer of cloud. But that should not be! He was to travel a day’s journey to the north. But here he was, again, veering straight west, as if something, or someone was physically resisting his progress northward. He forced himself to turn to his right, to seek a pathway through the gorse that opposed him, but he could not find a place. The only way that opened itself to him lay to his left,...

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Naughty Neighbours 1 Bad Boy on the Block

On Fuck Street no one can be satisfied with the same person. They have all fucked each other and managed to keep their relationships. Well the lucky ones. New bad boy Andrew Robinson had just reunited with his father and was already hungry for pussy. Andrew had lived a dangerous life being on the run in all sorts of countries and was only 18. And of course like any bad boy he had fucked a girl every week. Now although they had not met, Andrew had already boned one of these slutty girls. Donna...

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A Very Good Night

I sat on the edge of the bed waiting for his text. He told me he would let me know when he pulled into the parking lot so I could be ready. He wanted it to be completely anonymous. The room was mostly dark and I was to be blindfolded and on all fours, ass up and at the edge of the bed ready to be fucked. I LOVE anonymous sex. Sex clubs, video stores, cruising spots. The act of taking an unknown cock in my hungry cunt had my heart racing. I had no idea how old he is, age, or his race. All I knew...

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The Discovery of My Submissiveness

       I’ve known I was a submissive girl since I was really young.  I used to crave bondage, humiliation, and degradation along with some punishment and servitude.  I cannot tell you where these feelings came from.  All I can say is that when I was young, I craved it beyond anything else.  Thoughts of being dominated filled my mind constantly and the ideas that ran through my head always gave me butterflies and made my virginity flow with a constant stream.  I was 13 years old when it all...

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Sessions With My ShrinkChapter 3

I woke up in bed early on that fateful Sunday morning with the realization that I had fallen totally in love with my Jekyll and Hyde mind doctor and the submissive side of my personality had taken full charge commanding me to follow his every order without question. It seemed to me to be particularly weak of my part after my unsuccessfully pathetic attempts at marriage and my somewhat slutty attitude when it came to all things sexual. Still, nobody can pass judgement on matters of the heart...

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Horny Loving BrotherChapter 22

"Dannie?" Ken called as he rapped on the door of his sisters' room. The door opened at his soft tap and he opened the door wider when he heard his sister answer. "Come on in, Kenny," she called, "mom left just a few minutes ago so we're safe." Ken entered the room Dannie shared with her older sister Mary and walked across the carpet to where he saw his younger sister's blond curls bouncing above the back of the chair at her computer desk. "I know mom left," he said as he reached...

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Undercover

UNDERCOVERJessica’s a five year veteran of the force.  Still young, attractive, she’s been assigned to a task force investigating the suspicious disappearances of young women from the downtown riverfront night spots.  The task force has been assigned teams, usually a couple or so undercover male officers in the background with a female officer, sometimes two, dressed as ‘Marks’ frequenting certain bars and clubs.  A couple months in without any further disappearances and the rumors are the...

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So Pretty That It Hurts

Abigail Melons, uncommonly pretty and figure to die for, was feeling routinely fabulous as she arrived for work. She was thoroughly looking forward to the day ahead of her. She always did. What young lady wouldn’t enjoy her job when her place of employment was populated almost exclusively by men who were head over heels for her? It was a most acceptable state of affairs. She entered the spacious mirrored lift and, having it to herself, undertook a cool and studied 360 examination of her...

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Young Lust

YOUNG LUST – a first attempt at erotic fiction. I have always been a horny guy. I knew from the start, during my first prepubescent sexual awakenings that sex was going to be a major part of my life, and I grabbed the opportunity (and my cock) with both hands, and gleefully entered the wonderful world of experimentation, self gratification, and exploration. My nightly teenage manipulations, combined with a vivid fantasy imagination, had me seducing and fucking all my teachers one-by-one. I...

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FOI BBC

“Lou! Lou! Lou,” yelled Quinnell Muhammad.“What,” called out the man’s wife from the kitchen where she was baking a red velvet cake.“I’m runnin’ out to gas up your car. I’ll drop off that food over at J.R.’s place. Then I’ma stop over at Fast Willy’s and help him with his Chevelle.”“Alright! Hang on! I got some shoes I wanna send to Junior.”“Okay.”Big Q, as everyone referred to Quinnell, waited on his wife of 24 years to retrieve a box of sneakers she’d bought for their only c***d. He accepted...

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The Pickpocket

The people of the town and surrounding areas were in fear of the pickpockets for these urchins not alone picked the pockets of those whom they came across,they were also known to commit burglaries ;the people of the district were at their wits end. However one winter's day at the end of November one of the pickpockets found himself in the precarious situation of being caught by the local town Town Crier. The boy had struggled to try to get away,but had ran straight into the local milkman ,who...

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A Marriage Worth Saving

A Marriage Worth Saving In the beginning our sex life was great, at least once a day. As the first year came to an end, so did our sex life. It fell to once a month and then once every three months. Every time I would bring up the subject she would get angry and it would start a fight. I decided it was not worth bringing it up and just dealt with it as best I could. Six years later and it was not improving at all. This is the story of what I did to try to save our marriage.

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Meri bahen is great

Hi iss reader I am mehul from Mumbai. me iss ka website dekha to muje achcha laga or muje laga ke me bhi meri real story logo ko batau… Me or mere parivar me meri do bahne hay..me sabse chota hu.badi bahen 35 years ki hay uski saadi gujarat me hi ho gai hay or hamare gav ke pass ke gaav me hi rahti hay or dusri bahen jo 32 years ki hay uski bi saadi ho gai thi lekin ek accsident me mere jija ki death ho gai..or me gujarat se bahar rahta hu me kaha rahta hu vo nahi bataunga kyonki ye real story...

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Negotiating for JoanneChapter 2

As soon as I arrived at the headquarters building for the Dunleavy Holding Company, I was issued a visitor's badge and escorted up to the top floor. Miss Sheridan, Mr. Dunleavy's personal assistant met me in the foyer, and walked me back to her office. She was a woman of indeterminate age, somewhere in her forties or fifties I'd have guessed. She was very thin and had her hair up in a tight bun. I could see no evidence of any make up on her face. Her dress was not of the latest fashion,...

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Time to dance

The soft candle light flickers on the wall you walk into the lounge . Your wearing a silk dress just above knee height that folds over and ties behind your neck a nice black lace panty and no bra as the silk hugs your body I can see the shape of your full firm Brest and your nipples pressing against the soft fabric. With soft music in the background I hold my hand out to you taking it I pull you to me your hands to my shoulders as my one cups your waist and the other strokes the side of your...

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A Pets Performance Part IV

In the pet's rooms...After a short walk Tabitha showed off her little suite.Anna was in awe of the game room with actual arcade machines including a wall of pinball games. At the other end of the room was a huge multi-screen video game set-up. 3 people could have their own space for any sort of game from playstation to x-box to Wii. A whole bunch of stuff she did not even recognize.One whole room was her wardrobe. The girl had enough clothes to open a small shop. Dresses, shoes, A wall of...

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curva curvelor

Aventuri cu cea mai curva dintre curve.Sotia mea. 2 A trecut o saptamîna de cînd eu si sotia mea Lili am fost fututi de Doru,un pustan super dragut .Am mai încercat sa i-o sug unui coleg de munca la care am fost in vizita dar era prea beat ca sa i se scoale.M-am multumit sa-i fut nevasta care toata noaptea, cît am stat la masa, m-a mîngîiat cu picioarele pe pula.Mi-a parut rau ca nu a venit si Lili .Aveam ocazia sa o vad în actiune cu o femeie, sigur fiind ca nu ar fi refuzat.Dar sa va spun ce...

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Fantasy Beach

Joey parked his truck, looking around quickly at the cars there. He didn’t see the little blue compact among them. He felt a surge of disappointment. Today would have been the day of confrontation. He decided not to give up. She might still show up. He got his kite from behind the seat, along with his bag of gear. Hanging the strap of the bag over his shoulder, he grabbed his chair and cooler of soda. He went to his normal spot and set up his chair. Then he began to put his stunt kite...

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Battlemage Book 5 End of a Legacy and New BeginningsChapter 9

Vanessa was scared! She was currently making her way home and trying to do it without anyone seeing her. She took an extended vacation right before Rayne showed up in the city so if by some remote chance anyone saw Rayne, in the slavers quarter, they wouldn't think she had anything to do with it. The plan was to create some deniability in case anyone tried to link her to Rayne's disappearance. But when she came back and went to the guild office later that night to get her share of...

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Jacqui Space WaifChapter 27 Colin Helps

Colin quickly snapped Jacqui's hands into the cuffs on the bed head and went to the cupboard to fetch the paddle he knew from previous visits was kept there. SPLAT. The paddle came down fairly firmly on one cheek of Jacqui's arse; it wasn't a real punishment blow but it did make the colour much more uniformly red. Jacqui knew fine well that she should not cry out yet. Not if she wanted him to get the most out of his punishment of her. SPLAT. The other arse cheek changed colour to match...

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Beasts Are BetterChapter 7

They spent the rest of the day in bed with Jack. They left his side only to bring food or drink for themselves, or perhaps to visit the bathroom but otherwise they stayed close beside him. There were not many consecutive minutes during that day when either Eileen or Doreen was not sucking the boy's big prick, or fucking him, or jacking him off, or somehow engaging him in a sexual act. When they were not thus engaged, they were either too tired to do so or were discussing exactly how they...

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