My Little Buddy My Lover Chap 4 Shannon
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At 5’6” 132 lbs. (although in my heyday I was a svelte 113 lbs.) milky white skin and long black hair down my back that I usually keep tied up in a ponytail I stand out in this place like a white goose feather in a pile of black ostrich plumes. My boobs are sizeable, not too big but not even close to small, and the rest of my figure has gotten nice and curvy as I’ve gotten older. And that figure is accented greatly each day by a wardrobe that is sluttier than that of a common street walker. I...
Sometimes life throws you curves and sometimes a slow pitch. You can hit a home run. I was online in a yahoo chat room and was just lurking, some guys were talking about a love potion; one had bought it and he claimed it worked! When he gave the web address I was like damn and copied it down. I have a problem, my sister is gay, but that is not my problem, my problem is the burning lust in my heart for sis. Shannon is a lipstick lesbian and hotter than shit, she is 5'9", slim, blonde and very...
"Alright, men, quiet down and grab some pine!" The bellowing voice of Coach Roy Dietz boomed throughout the locker room. The muscular players on the Fulsom High football team obediently gathered around their stoic leader. Coach Dietz was a big man. He stood six foot three and was a powerfully built two hundred thirty-five pounds. In his college days, he had been an all Southeastern Conference linebacker. A knee injury derailed his NFL career in only his rookie season. Many feel, he...
I flicked off the high beams as the only car we saw for almost an hour was approaching in the opposite lane. As the vehicle drew nearer, my car was filled with bright white light. Looking to the side of the road as a reference, I saw Shannon asleep, head against the door, legs pulled close to her body on the seat. The white light pouring through the windshield made her slightly pale face shine in an almost angelic way. The intrusion of light also illuminated her white panties under her skirt. I...
Love Stories"Shannon honey.." was all she could mangage to say before she saw me. But before we venture into what happend. I'l share with you what happned just hours before. I woke up rather early, about 8:00 A.M and proceeded to take a shower and my morning workout. By the time i was done it was 10:00 A.M. My parents had already left for work and my sister was at her friends house for the weekend, leaving me all alone. After getting something to eat i sat down to watch t.v and then the phone...
"Dad, do you know a Seamus Monahan?" "Yes. He's a very fine writer at the Sun. Why do you ask?" "Oh, I met his daughter, Shannon. She's a sophomore like me. We got to talking and discovered that her dad worked for you." "He does editorials, but I'm trying to get some interest with the Managing Editor to have him write some feature pieces. He's a very talented writer and I'd like to see him get some exposure. I've seen a couple of his humour pieces and they are very...
Shannon opened the door as she got home from work. It had been a while since she had worked and it was her first day, but it had been a decent one. It was a little dim in the house, which was a surprise to her because she knew that Brian should be home, usually on the computer and the light would be on. But once she opened the door, she saw just exactly what was going on. There were candles lighting a path. A path that obviously she was meant to follow. As she set down her purse, she saw the...
I'd been married almost fifteen years. And I finally grew tired of the same bullshit. I'd been dealing with a very prude, non-sexual and vanilla behaving wife. The occasions we would have sex, it'd be over and done in ten to fifteen minutes. She'd get hers, whether I was doing her orally or using fingers, and then beg me to fuck her. The minute I'd get in, thrust a couple of times, I'd hear the same time."Oh God. I want you to cum so bad. Can you do it? Are you ready?" and if I didn't,...
TeenShannon looked in the bathroom mirror as her stepson fucked her from behind. Her heavy DD breasts were being clumsily groped through the blouse. A few buttons fell off and a big breast was revealed. His thick shaft stretched her mature pussy as David thrust in and out. Rapidly. His big balls slapped against her pussy. She arched her back and pushed her big ass out to meet his eager thrusts. His hands on her hips, grabbing her love handles, as his tempo increases his hard cock twitches inside...
I collapsed forward, but instead of hitting Chrissy's back, I hit a bench or something with an echoing bang. I opened my eyes to see a lot of people looking back at me. The bench I'd hit was a church pew! I wasn't sure if I'd screamed out before or after my jump. "Uh, oh boy." I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I slipped." Apparently my scream had been before the jump. Everyone was already turning back to the front of the church. I took a moment to gather my thoughts and take in who I was...
Shannon: 1 Accepted as a regular I was seated with the old men, at Shannon’s Pot, a Public house where the Shannon River crosses under the R206, warming at the peat, I was trying the local brew when he walked in. He was wet, old and carrying a double bladed paddle. He had what passed for a pack and a bodhrán in a sheepskin bag over his shoulder. “God bless all here. Whose round is it?” He said. He went up to the bar and asked. “Paddy, me lad. Where can I park me boat?” Nobody paid him much...
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A typical weekend at my house involves my step-daughter and anywhere from one to six of her friends coming over, renting movies, eating garbage food, and staying up until anywhere from one to three in the morning.A few occasions involved all-nighters, where everyone would sleep in until 2 in the afternoon. I'd typically let them do whatever they wanted. I really didn't set limits, because it didn't involve drinking, they weren't doing drugs, and they weren't really 'crossing any lines', unless...
TabooI flicked off the high beams as the only car we saw for almost an hour was approaching in the opposite lane. As the vehicle drew nearer, my car was filled with bright white light. Looking to the side of the road as a reference, I saw Shannon asleep, head against the door, legs pulled close to her body on the seat. The white light pouring through the windshield made her slightly pale face shine in an almost angelic way. The intrusion of light also illuminated her white panties under her skirt. I...
The last time Duke and North Carolina played, Allie and I placed our usual bet - winner gets to tell the loser what to do for an entire day. Duke won on a buzzer-beater so I decided to get a little payback for Allie’s bullshit the previous season. You see, she had me whisper “I just hate wearing panties” in my sluttiest voice to an older guy at the bar. I’m no prude but it was kind of humiliating. So when Duke won, I finally had my chance to get her back and raise the stakes. You could say...
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