Valentine Special Party At Friend s Home
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FEBRUARY 12TH
"He's hot," Kate said as she threw herself down on the bed.
"What are you talking about? He is not!" Ginny responded to her best friend's statement.
"Have you looked at him recently? Your little brother is sooooo hot! Do you think I'm too old for him?"
"My gawd you're a slut. He's still a baby."
"I mean when did he get so big, so grown up? Did you see his chest? He used to be such a little twerp."
Virginia Couries had noticed of course. And not just today when they'd come upon Bobby coming out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist for covering, but over the last couple of months. The little brother who'd trailed adoringly after his sister almost all his life had changed.
"Remember how much shorter than us, how much smaller he was," Ginny remembered aloud.
"We used to wrestle with him; he'd always get mad when we beat him," Katie said laughing.
"Now he's like five inches taller than me," the five foot nine inch redhead complained.
"What about me? He's way taller than me," her shorter friend answered. "He must have a huge penis," she added with a leer.
"WHAT?" Ginny screeched.
"C'mon, you can tell me, we're best friends. You must have seen it."
"God you're sick. He's my brother."
"You two share a bathroom; you must have seen naked him sometime."
Virginia actually hadn't seen her brothers penis, at least not since he was five or six, although she had, and she was never going to admit this even to her best friend, dreamed of her brother naked a couple of times lately. Naked and in her bed, and in her dreams it had been extremely large. It was disgusting!
"I haven't," she answered in a tone of voice that she hoped would close the subject.
"Do you think he's a virgin?"
"Of course he is," she quickly answered.
"I'm not so sure," Katie said as she lay back on the bed, her short skirt riding up her thighs. "Maybe I could teach him," she added, teasing her friend but also half serious. "Do you think he'd like this?" she asked as her fingers pulled the thin, white cotton panties aside and bared her neatly trimmed pussy to her friend.
"You're soooo totally disgusting," Ginny laughed.
Not that disgusting Bobby thought as he listened and watched the two girls as they discussed him. The camera and microphone he'd installed a week ago in his sisters room was working perfectly. He was sitting against the headboard of his bed, naked, holding his wireless laptop on his thighs, listening to the sounds from Ginny's room through his headphones. His cock rested semi erect on his keyboard as his eyes darted back and forth between the pictures of the two girls that streamed across his screen.
He grabbed the pair of soft, white cotton panties he'd liberated from his sisters room earlier and wrapped them around his now throbbing cock. Slowly started to stroke himself as the girls continued to talk.
"Are you and Dave going to Nancy's party tomorrow night?" Bobby heard Kate ask his sister.
"No, Dave can't go. He's got to go somewhere. He told me yesterday."
"What? But it's the biggest party of the year."
"I know." Bobby could hear the dejection in his sister's voice but knowing her he knew that she was also more than a little pissed off.
"He'll be back for Saturday? Valentines Day? Flowers and roses and chocolates and sex?" Katie probed.
"He's gone all weekend. Some man thing with his dad and brothers. They're out killing little animals."
"How gross. God, what an asshole... oh gosh Ginny, I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."
"Fuck him," Ginny cursed, something so unusual for her that both Kate and Bobby winced at the harsh word.
"I'm sorry Gin," Kate started tentatively.
"He's history... I told him today."
"You what?" her friend gasped while Bobby in the next room let out a whoop of joy. "But what about... I mean..."
"Sex? He wasn't any good anyway."
"But I thought," her confused friend started.
"He was small... his thing."
"His penis?"
"Yes, his bloody penis," Ginny shouted.
Bobby's penis, and it wasn't 'small', started to spout at about that time, and he had to quickly move to prevent his computer from being coated in his sticky, white cream.
"Are you sure you kids are going to be alright this weekend?" Bobby's mom asked he and Ginny at dinner that night.
"Ma," her son groaned.
"I'm just worried, that's all. And you remember young man, Ginny's the boss this weekend. You obey her."
"She's only a year and a half older than me," he complained.
"I'm almost eighteen, not a little sixteen year old," Ginny crowed.
Their mom was leaving the next morning, supposedly to visit her sister in Tampa. Bobby had more than a sneaking suspicion something, or more accurately someone, else was involved.
"Are you going out with Dave honey?" she asked her daughter.
"No."
"But its Valentines sweetie."
"We've broken up."
"Oh Ginny, what happened?"
"He was a loser mom, a real jerk," Bobby piped up.
"Shut up," Ginny hissed.
"I better stay home this weekend," her mom offered reluctantly.
"Its okay mom, I know you're looking forward to seeing Aunt Jane."
"Well, if you're sure... you guys got my cell." Her mom quickly answered, obviously relieved.
"At least I've got a date," Bobby said smiling.
"With whom?" his mom asked suspiciously.
"It's just a party Friday night mom, nothing special," he answered, wishing he'd kept his mouth shut.
"Well you just remember young man what I've told you about how to treat a girl. If I ever hear..."
FEBRUARY 13TH
"Whatcha doing?" he asked her when he entered the play room around eleven-thirty Friday night and found his sister sitting under a blanket on the couch watching a movie.
"What's it to you?" she demanded. As she moved he could see she'd already changed into her pajamas.
"Still in a great mood I see," he said as he flopped down on the other end of the couch, and then added, "Just because your boyfriends an idiot you don't have to take it out on me."
"He's not my boyfriend."
For minutes they sat silent, watching the television, before Ginny finally broke the silence, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," he answered without looking at her, then stayed silent, knowing Ginny's curiosity would eventually get the better of her. He was right.
"I thought you teenyboppers had a big party tonight," she finally threw out.
"The hell with them," he muttered half under his breath.
"What? Who?"
He knew he had her attention now. "Stooopid girls... stooooopid bloody women," he answered, disdain dripping from his voice as he kept his attention on the flickering screen. That should get her both mad and interested he thought.
"Girls! Girls! What about fucking stupid men.?" she demanded, the continued use of the f word a good indication of her mood.
"The hell with you too," he half yelled as he jumped up and left the room.
He heard, "Bahhhbby?" called after him as he moved towards his room. He figured he had a minute or two before she showed up at his door so instead of going to his room he went to the bathroom they shared and quickly stripped and entered the shower.
She was pacing in the hallway outside their rooms when he finally appeared in the bathroom doorway, his blond hair dripping water and only a small white bath towel circling his waist.
"I'm sorry," she apologized as he stepped past her and entered his room.
"Hah. You're like the rest of them."
"I am not," she insisted as she followed him into his bedroom and sat on his bed. She was only wearing a pair of yellow satin p.j.'s, boxer bottoms topped by a lace trimmed matching cami that was struggling to contain her full, ripe breasts "What's your problem anyway? I thought all your little female classmates were treating you like a god," she asked, a belligerent tone still in her voice.
"It's all bullshit," he said as he threw himself down face first on the bed next to where his sister sat. "Leave me alone."
"What is it Bobby?" she asked, her female 'mother gene' kicking in, then tentatively touched first his shoulder, then his cheek.
"Christ, anything you do with one, anything you say... the next day every girl in school knows the whole story. Haven't you women the ability to keep anything secret?" he demanded.
Virginia Couries had to choke back what she really wanted to answer, something about how every boy seem compelled to tell all his friends the second he'd slept with a girl. And about how every man who heard such a story felt it was his right to also fuck her. Instead she took a deep breath and simply said, "We're not all like that honey," as she continued to move her fingers softly through her hair.
"One day they love you, everything is perfect," he continued, ignoring her comment, "and then the next you're in the doghouse... a bloody animal."
"What happened tonight?" Ginny probed.
"Oh, I don't know. I mean, Chrissie and I were dancing... close... you know... real close. Then I kiss her... fuck, all of a sudden she's yelling at me."
"But Why?"
"Who knows? And then all of a sudden she's accusing me of stuff."
"What stuff," Ginny asked, now totally engrossed in Bobby's tale.
"Oh nothing... lies... just something about Rosie... that I was fooling around behind her back."
"Are you?"
"We've gone out. But not behind anyone's back... I mean I'm not married to Chrissie. Christ, we're only sixteen. Anyway, I'm didn't sleep with Rosie. Not yet."
"You're not a virgin, are you?" she suddenly asked. She didn't know what to say when he shook his head.
"I sorta like both of them," he finally admitted with a grin. "Eva... Brenda too."
"You haven't slept with all of them, have you?" she asked, trying to hide her shock.
"I'm horny all the time," he answered, avoiding her question.
"Me too," she said with a shy grin, surprising herself more than her brother with her candor.
"You are?"
"Uh huh."
"How come? I mean... I'm surprised. I didn't know girls got horny. What's it like for a woman... for us... me, I'm always hard... like twenty times a day."
"You are not. That's impossible. Anyway it's different for a girl."
"Do you masturbate?"
"BOBBY," she squealed but he could see she was enjoying the conversation as much as he. "Yes," she finally whispered.
"Me too! All the time."
"What do you do... I mean do you use something? Where do you do it? Do you look at dirty pictures or something?" the words, fueled by her great curiosity, gushed uncensored from her mouth.
"Would you like to watch?" he suddenly offered.
"That's disgusting. Besides I'm your sister," she said, her eyes glowing.
"You'd just be watching," he lured as he rolled over on his back.
"You shouldn't," she said as her eyes followed his hand as it moved to his waist and loosened his towel. "Don't! Please," she pled, watching as his now loose towel tented upward over his groin. Oh God she wanted to see it.
"I can't stop Ginny," Bobby groaned as he slipped a hand under the towel and grasped his shaft. He slowly stroked it as he watched her.
"How long do you do it for? What does it feel like?" she couldn't help asking.
"Take the towel away."
"No. I shouldn't," Ginny protested as her fingers inched toward the edge of it. He was fully erect now, and with his hand holding his penis just under his cockhead he lifted it so it was standing at right angles to his body. She couldn't stop her fingers.
"Oh my gawd Bobby," his big sister cried as she pulled the covering off him, exposing his sex to her awestruck eyes.
"What?" he asked, his hand now moving more urgently over his hardness. Caught up watching him, almost hypnotically entranced by the movement of Bobby's hand, Ginny didn't realize that bent over as she was her brother could see down her top.
"It's so big," she murmured as she involuntarily moved her head even closer to his penis.
He was watching her bare, ruby tipped breasts when he felt the first tightening in his balls, then simply groaned, "Oh Ginny," when the first spurting, creamy explosion of cum rushed up his shaft, a white stream that jumped from his cock and arched upward until it splashed against his sister's surprised face.
"Bobby!" she yelled but he was far beyond thought; his whole being was centered on the urgent spasms that were rocking his teenage body. Again and again thick strands of his cum leapt outwards from his prick.
"Sorry," he finally mumbled as he lay back spent on his back, panting lightly as his still hard penis dripped a few last drops onto his stomach.
"That was disgusting," Ginny chastised but he'd seen how her tongue had darted out and sucked in a hanging strand of thick, white sauce. There was a line of sperm hanging downwards from her chin onto the top of her left breast and with a finger he lifted it and drew it into his mouth. "Don't! Yeck," she said but he could see the excitement in her eyes.
He slowly squeezed out a last fat drop from his cock onto a waiting finger and then moved the cum coated fingertip to her lips. She started to say no but he stopped her words by pushing his coated finger deep into her mouth, then groaned softly as her tongue licked it clean.
"It's still hard," she said with a nervous giggle seconds later.
"That's my problem, it's always hard," he mock complained.
"Dave could only do it once a night. And he wasn't nearly as big," she said matter-of-factly, her brain working furiously to estimate how much wider and how much longer Bobby's prick was than the few others that had penetrated her in the past. There was no easy comparison, Bobby's was simply extraordinary.
"Do you want to touch it?" he offered.
"No... I shouldn't... its wrong," she demurred as her eyes followed every movement of her brother's long cock.
His free hand lightly closed over hers, then gently pulled it downwards towards his aching penis. "Please Ginny, please help me," he groaned as her fingers tentatively touched him.
"Yes... oh Christ Ginny... yesssss," he encouraged as her hand circled him and then slowly stroked him.
"Like this?" she asked softly.
"Yes. Put your other hand on my balls," he directed. "Ohh yeah Ginny," he moaned as her hand became a blur of motion on his cock.
"It's so hard, so fat... so long," she said as she drove him towards orgasm, "I never thought... I mean." Before she had a chance to finish her thought he came again, again catching her unawares and squirting strand after creamy strand on his surprised sister.
"It's so disgusting," she complained, motioning to the gooey cum that seemed to hang everywhere on her body. And yet she loved it.
"You're sticky," Bobby said as he ran his fingers over her cheek and then down to her stained cami.
"Bobbbbby!" Ginny squealed as her brother's hand rested for a second on her breast and then as he lifted a strand of his seed from her chest he flicked her erect nipple.
And then, lifting his softening penis from his thigh asked, "Will you suck it Gin?"
"No! Absolutely not... I'm going to have a shower... go to bed," she said a she scrambled back from her brother, all of a sudden aware of what they'd done, how inappropriate her behavior. Gosh, she was supposed to be in charge of him this weekend.
"Do you want someone to soap your back?" he offered his retreating sister.
"No. N... O. Goodnight," she said as she rushed blushing from the room.
Thirty minutes later he lightly tapped on Ginny's bedroom door, but then slipped inside before she'd answered.
"Bobby?" she asked as she turned on the bedside light. "You're naked," she accused when she saw him standing by the door.
"Can we talk?"
"About what?"
"Just talk," he answered as he moved to her bedside and quickly slipped between her soft sheets.
"Don't. We shouldn't have done that," she started.
"Can I sleep here tonight?" he interrupted.
"You can't... we can't... we're brother and sister... its wrong."
"Not that. Not sex."
"What then?"
"Just sleep together. Hug. I've never slept with a woman... not all night. Not wake up with her. I've never slept with a warm body next to me... cuddling..."
"Me neither... well, maybe with Kate a couple of times... but not like"
"Can I?"
"You won't try anything will you?" she asked but he knew she was already sold on the idea.
"I'm all tired out," he giggled as he cuddled up against his sister.
"You should have some clothes on," she delayed.
"Where are yours?" he asked as he tickled her bare tummy.
"Don't," she said batting his fingers away, but then grinning said, "I can't wear them, they're all sticky."
"Goodnight my beautiful and sexy big sister," Bobby said after giving Ginny a quick kiss on the lips. "Hey, do you want to go to the beach tomorrow? You can be my Valentine for the day."
"I don't know... I guess... maybe."
"Okay, great."
Perhaps surprisingly to his sister he was asleep within minutes. She realized almost immediately she was disappointed that he hadn't tried something. 'God, you're a slut, ' she chastised herself as she lay sleepless in his arms. 'He's your brother'... 'but he feels so good' she argued with herself.
It took her a long time before she fell into a fitful sleep... and not before she'd run her fingers over his muscular body... exploring...
FEBRUARY 14TH VALENTINES DAY
"Wake up sleepyhead," she heard while feeling a hand shake her shoulder.
"What time is it?"
"Almost noon," her brother answered.
"What!" she said as she struggled to sit up. Then realized that her little brother was staring at her, that her breasts were bare, that Bobby could see the red curls at the base of her stomach. "Bobby," she started to admonish as she grabbed the sheet to cover herself, but then remembered the night before, remembered her hand as it pumped his penis, remembered tasting his cum, remembered how it felt being nestled against him.
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The snow was coming down pretty hard all night and into the next day, the next day being Valentines Day. My mother got the phone call early that morning that my father would not be able to make it homes due to the storm. My mother also blew my plans out of the water when she told me it would not be safe for me to take my girlfriend out either.A little about me and my mother, my mother's name is Amy, she is blonde, five foot seven, her legs are long and muscular. She has a very nice body as...
Valentine’s Day was coming up. 29 years he’d been married to her. He hadn’t really thought about it too much but the truth was, his wife, Miranda, was still beautiful, and there were many men’s eyes which studied her figure to prove it too. Besides, she was facially an attractive woman too. He knew everything, he believed, about her as well. However, lately, he realized there wasn’t anything truly special about their marriage anymore, but seeing as he’d been online a lot lately, and reading...
MatureSaturday, February 14th, 2009 "Ohhh Joey," I moan softly as my three month old son's lips close hungrily on my left nipple and start to suck. It had amazed me when after having Joey I realized how enjoyable it was to be milked. I'd always imagined beforehand that it would be an uncomfortable chore. "He's hungry today." "He's always hungry," I answer as I look up and see my mother standing in the doorway. "Well, you're certainly full of milk," mom says as she walks into the den...
“If you like them so much you wear them,” Sara quipped, flinging the red silk panties across the bed.I should explain that in my hurry to buy her some Valentines lingerie, I had overlooked her size requirements. Sara was always fussy about her underwear, everything had to match and fit perfectly. Not only that, but she valued comfort over style. In an attempt to appeal to her more slutty side, I had been seduced by the usual man-made red silk set, complete with suspenders and stockings.“You...
CrossdressingValentines Day By [email protected] have been dating a woman named Judy for several months. I really like her and we seem to have a lot in common. We haven't gotten really physical yet. At the end of dates we have kissed and fooled around a lot, but haven't actually made love yet. I send her special email and email cards on holidays, and even on her birthday.Lately, Judy has gotten on my case because I haven't gotten her any gifts. Well, my work keeps me very busy. I work all day and a...
SpankingShe was rushing through the afternoon paperwork and watching the rain blowing outside her window when the receptionist phoned to say she had another package. A million ideas raced through her mind as she made her way to the front desk. It could have been as simple as a box of chocolates, but remembering my words, " Love Daddy" it could be anything. A big box wrapped in crimson red tissue paper with a heart shaped bow and ribbon was waiting for her. Rushing back to her office, She ripped the...
I took another look at the instant message from Mark. ‘Bastard!’ I muttered to myself under my breath. The queue for the wine bar shuffled forward as a middle aged couple were shown to a table. At this rate it would be half an hour before I could get a drink. Not that I particularly wanted to start drinking at two o’clock in the afternoon. But the choices in Terminal C were limited, McDonalds, Starbucks or the Wine Bar. I had already consumed two espressos. The wine bar was the only acceptable...
I took another look at the instant message from Mark. "Bastard!" I muttered to myself under my breath. The queue for the wine bar shuffled forward as a middle aged couple were shown to a table. At this rate it would be half an hour before I could get a drink. Not that I particularly wanted to start drinking at two o'clock in the afternoon. But the choices in Terminal C were limited; McDonalds, Starbucks or the Wine Bar. I had already consumed two espressos. The wine bar was the only acceptable...
AnalIt all started a few months ago when we went to the doctor’s office and my wife met Dr Miller. One look at Dr Miller and you knew she preferred women. She had very short and neatly trimmed blonde hair. She stood about 5’5” and 110 pounds. She carried herself like a man but had just enough feminism to know she was a woman. The cute Dr made my wife stop and notice, as I soon found out why. My wife asked me when we left if I thought Dr Miller was cute? I told her yes and she replied, “ I thought...
LesbianMarilyn, my BFF in the whole world and I spent many hours in our rooms whispering about sex. We hadn't tried anything with boys but both admitted to frequent play in the dark hours of night alone in our beds. I confided in her and she with me about experiments and thoughts. We even teased and played with each other sometimes when we stayed over together, nothing serious but a few light touches and strokes here and there. She told me about finding a sex toy in her mother's bedside stand and...
April 10th, 2027 – Catherine Nicholson My nerves had me trembling. Today was my first undercover assignment as a cop. I never thought it would be with my brother. But that was what made us perfect for this assignment. My hands smoothed down the skirt of the sundress. It seemed the perfect thing to wear. It was a nice Sunday afternoon. “You can do this, Catherine,” I told myself as I stared at my reflection. I snagged my purse and marched out of my room in the house the Sacramento Police...
All their power and money can’t replace the love of their families. The man of the house asked if I wouldn’t mind visiting an additional day or two since I seemed to be the only person his four Autistic children bonded with as soon as they found me. Not having anything else to do, I agreed. I’ve never seen happier, carefree children than the sets of twins as the handyman removed the hidden panels from the doors secured behind them. All four were still naked, but that didn’t last for long....
Valentines DaySara knew that I would be alone for Valentines Day, when she invited me fordinner, and I also knew that her heart was taken by another, or so Ithought.As we sat at the small dinning room table eating, and talking. I could tellshe was watching me. Not in an obvious way, but taking furtive looks. Sheknew that I was crushing her, and also that I had promised her we wouldjust be friends. Platonic friends, I think was the term I had used,although I had wanted more than just being...
Valentines By Cheryl Lynn This is a work of fiction and a follow up of my Eve stories. Please read them before this as it will make for a better story. I have resurrected and old character that I loved, Thelma Vitner from "A Christmas Story," which I thoroughly enjoyed. It may be downloaded for personal pleasure all other use prohibited unless approved by the author. If you do not enjoy forced feminization and humiliation, do not read. Again, this story is not for the squeamish and...
Coupling SiblingsBy: Londebaaz ChohanIshant could never forget the night, he started getting hot about his sister, Kalpna. They were standing with her back to him, when she started moving back, held his hands and put them softly on her sensitive, hurting; swollen but still lax tits. She was moaning and guiding his hands to go all around those mounds of meat topped with larger than normal nipples. Ishant felt the nipples quite robotically and made her suck her breath as he rolled the nipples...
"Oh, Joe, no, don't be mad," Tricia fretted, moving around.I got off her, and she rushed to him. "This is exactly what it looks like, but please don't be mad," she said, taking his hands in hers. "I just thought you might like to see me with your sister, that's all.""What, why?" he asked, looking at me.I just gave him a 'Sorry' like face, but then she came to me and yanked me up on my feet with her, but he played it right and covered his face.She immediately brought it down, though. "You don't...
IncestIt was always just my mother and me when I was growing up. My mum had me when she was only 17 and my father left when I was about 4, I don’t remember him much. My mum was a very loving and caring mother. She would spoil me and I wanted for nothing. Not only was she my mother she was my best friend, I could talk to her about anything. She worked hard as a nurse to keep us comfortable. When she'd leave for work in the morning I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She looked so sexy in her uniform....
Hi ISS Readers. Thank you for the responses to my previous stories. Dhruv here again sharing another one of my sexual experiences. After my the gangbang of my wife Sneha, our sexual life was fully spiced up. We started trying many adventures such as wife swaps and more gangbangs. Sneha was very happy with this. For those of you who don’t know Sneha. She is my sizzling hot wife, 5 ft 5 inches tall, long hair and a fair face with no marks at all. She has a decent tight ass but round bubbly boobs...
Yes, just like that of a banshee indeed. Just as long as I do not ever meet one of them; bad news and all of that, not to mention how awful their singing is… In the inn’s heated bath, actually a small pool, she eased in a short swim from side to side; always she alternated her strokes, one way on her stomach, the other on her back. At least until she heard the young serving lad splash into the water; so stunned was he, like most hormone raging teen boys, by the sight of her bared...
Siblings Remember all of those Saturday night baths that you used to take when you were a kid. Once a week, whether you needed it or not. Basically it was so that you would be clean enough to go to church on Sunday morning. Again whether or not you needed it. Has your mother ever told you any of those embarrassing stories about when you and your sister were younger and used to take baths together? Well my sister and I still do. Mom even comes in and washes our crotches for us too....
THE SIBLINGS By Donna Dee My story actually begins when I was 14, so please bear with me while I set the scene. I wasn't tall, I wasn't fat, in fact I was pretty much your average schoolboy, the youngest member of an affluent family, but I wasn't spoiled, at least I never thought so. My father was an eminent surgeon, my Mother was his anaesthetist and they worked at the town hospital on a permanent evening shift, four until midnight, at least five and often six nights per...
I had bought some suction cup toys online along with a black self bra with red roses stitched in it & matching pantie set for my girlfriend & as I work away i had them in the car when I got back from site to show her. She was wearing a tank-top & a skirt with a bikini on underneath in case we decided to go swimming instead. For Valentines day we decided to go to the only drive in movies in the state, we went to see the new triple x 3 movie in my BMW coupe. Part way through I got her to take...
my girlfriend is let’s say a little racist she says ew when she sees a black guys cock In porn so I thought I would give her a little treat this year on the holiday of romance. thanks to the help of a kind black gentleman I met online, a 35 year old african man with an 11 inche throbbing monster and I asked if he would help me out He was happy to help. 7:30pm valentines day night I walk my princess to his car she has a blindfold on and has no idea whats gonna happen I keep her from...
I had bought some suction cup toys online along with a self bra & matching pantie set for my girlfriend & as I work away i had them in the car when I got back from site to show her. She was wearing a tank-top & a skirt with a bikini on underneath in case we decided to go swimming instead. For Valentines day we decided to go to the only drive in movies in the state, we went to see the new triple x 3 movie in my BMW coupe. Part way through I got her to take off her bikini top &...
my girlfriend is let's say a little racist she says ew when she sees a black guys cockIn porn so I thought I would give her a little treat this year on the holiday of romance.thanks to the help of a kind black gentleman I met online, a 35 year old african man withan 11 inche throbbing monster and I asked if he would help me out He was happy to help.7:30pm valentines day night I walk my princess to his car she has a blindfold on and has no ideawhats gonna happen I keep her from peeking on the...
Samantha was a slut, not just your average slut, but a whore like no other, known around town as "the bus" because anyone could get on and take a ride, this was a special kind of slut. Jake liked that about her, in fact, it was what he liked best about her. When Jake and Sam started to see each other they made a deal, she could fuck other people, and lots of them, but only when Jake told her to, she was his, his slave and his fuck whore.Jake would make her pick up girls in clubs, take her to...
It was valentines day and we had nothing but $20 to our name,but I was determined to make this the best one yet! You see we've been together for about 8 years and the past ones weren't exactly the best.I head over to the computer and print out addresses and directions I wanted to take him tonight. I don't have a DL,so he would be doing all of the driving. First stop is the movie Tavern. I order chicken tenders,and he orders chilli cheese fries. We went to see Safe House with Denzel,but of...
Her Valentines Gift By Brenda Her long flowing chestnut brown hair mixed with my long brown hair as we passionately embraced on the king-size four poster bed. I would catch a glimpse or two as I peered up between kisses. Mostly I saw her bright red lips as they neared my pink painted lips. She nibbled gently on my soft lips before driving her tongue into my mouth. Kissing me deeply as the temperature in me rose. She caressed my face with her beautifully manicured hand as she...