LorenChapter 2
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Loren woke with a start, a bad dream still in her head. She was naked on some sort of bed, it was more like it was enveloping her body. She was not hot or cold, the temperature in the room just at the precise point. Her hand moved down between her legs, her fingers running over her bald pussy, pushing between her slit, already wet. The dream she had was very sexual, but also very painful, yet her pussy still managed to be highly aroused. She pushed a finger into her pussy, surprised at how...
Born: 8/21/1964 Aliases: Boom Boom Larue, T. Barnes, Trinity Barnes, Roxanne McPherson Birth Name: Joyce Evelyn McPherson Birthplace: La Jolla, California Died: October 24th, 1998 Assumed Aliases: Trinity Barnes | Roxanne | Joyce Evelyn McPherson Height: 5' 4" Weight: 106 lbs Waist: 25 Hips: 37 Eye Color: Hazel Hair Color: Brown Breast: 38E Joyce Evelyn McPherson born August 21, 1964 in La Jolla, California and died October 24, 1998 was a great porn star, model and stripper. After she entered...
“Hon, it doesn’t have to be over already. I’d be honored to make love to you until we can’t do it any more.” “Can you go again, Tommy? That was very intense, earlier.” “Oh, yeah, I’m good for at least once more. I came so fast earlier, that I ought to be good for a long session, too.” I gave her a wink. Loren looked down at my stiff cock. “I guess so!” She took it in her hand. “I think it’s safe to say that the “no touching” rule is off the table, right?” “Oh yeah, Babe. I want to touch...
I ran back to the house, and changed out of my khakis and Oxford cloth shirt and into bathing trunks, a wicking t-shirt, and an old pair of ratty running shoes. I went out and opened up the big garage door on the shop and turned the lights on. I looked around and decided that it didn’t look too bad, so I went back inside and got a glass of iced tea and sat on the front porch to wait for Loren. After maybe twenty minutes, she pulled up. I’d never known what she drove, and was a bit surprised...
I lent Loren my jacket to give her some respectablility as we entered the street. My girlfriend, Liz, hailed a taxi. We got in the back and Loren sat in the front seat.It wasn't a long journey home, and very soon we we're pulling up outside my house. As we were approaching I reached for my wallet, but Liz stopped me and said 'no, Loren's paying for this one'.We arrived and the driver said how much we owed. 'How about payment in kind?', said Liz. 'What do you mean?' said the driver.'well, that...
We carried the gear back inside. I made sure we left Loren’s bow and gear on the hall table. “Let me put my gear away, and I’ll bring up a box for the arrows and a sock for the bow.” “I’ll go with you.” “OK”. It didn’t take long to get everything together. I noticed that Loren and I now stayed much closer together, inside that eighteen inches or so of personal space. We went back upstairs, and I locked the back door. “So, where... ?” Loren asked. “I have an idea”, I said with a wink....
Eventually, Loren yawned a jaw-cracking yawn. I chuckled. “Well, it’s after midnight. I guess you’re entitled.” “Really? It didn’t seem like we’d been out here all that long. I guess it has, since the fires burning low, and the marshmallows are gone.”, she smirked. “I don’t know about you, but I’m pretty well ready for bed.” “Oh, me too, now that I think about it. It’s been an eventful day on several levels.” “That is has, my Dear, that it has!” I stood up and extended a hand to help...
Totally spent, we almost dozed in each other’s arms, until my shrinking penis slipped out of Loren. “Oh no! I want you to stay inside me!” Loren whispered. “I wish I could, Beautiful!” I kissed her, and we necked for a bit. “I think this was better then before, Tommy. I just went from crest to crest to crest.” She smiled. “It was the best, Loren!” I tickled her armpit gently. “I hate to have to bring this up, but we’re going to have to get moving soon. We need to get cleaned up and eat,...
Loren got up and headed for the bathroom, with one hand between her legs. I realized that I needed to use the facilities, as well, so I ambled after her, expecting to have to wait. I was surprised to find the door open, and Loren on the toilet. I knocked on the door frame, so as not to startle her. “Come on in, Tommy. I’m not shy, and you’ve seen everything I’ve got anyway.”, she said, with a wink. I went to the shower and got the washcloth I used earlier, wet it with warm water at the...
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Two nights later I was mixing drinks behind the bar on the women's side when the door opened and she came in. It was a slow evening, and there weren't more than a half a dozen women in the bar at that point. She saw me, and came over to sit on a stool at the bar. She asked for a glass of wine, and I placed it in front of her, then leaned on the bar, in case she wanted to talk. She didn't say anything for a moment, so I decided to open the discussion. "Have your friends decided what...
“Hey, not fair! I don’t get to taste you!” “Hmmm- that’s right, we said no touching ... but you wouldn’t want to eat me out now, with all your cum on me, anyhow.” “I surely would. I love giving oral. I’ve been known to clean up after myself a time or two.” I said with a wink. Loren shuddered. “Oh damn! That sure gave me a thrill. I can’t even imagine. Bob doesn’t enjoy it at all, before or after. He only does it because I won’t do him if he won’t do me.” “Honestly, I’d rather give than...
MY TUESDAY NIGHTT GROUPHi I'm Loren. 23 year old open minded sexually active girl. I'm not easily shocked but what happen last Tuesday night..well I can't stop thinking about it and it turns me on every time I do.I dated a guy named Ted for nearly a year. It was pretty much exclusive for me, anyway. Ted satisfied me even though he was not as adventurous as I like. (or as me). Ted has a nice cock 8 1/2 to 9" that is circumcised. It has a shaft (when stiff) that I can barely get hand around to...
Hi I'm Loren. 23 year old open minded sexually active girl. I'm not easily shocked but what happen last Tuesday night..well I can't stop thinking about it and it turns me on every time I do.I dated a guy named Ted for nearly a year. It was pretty much exclusive for me, anyway. Ted satisfied me even though he was not as adventurous as I like. (or as me). Ted has a nice cock 8 1/2 to 9" that is circumcised. It has a shaft (when stiff) that I can barely get hand around to touch my thumb and middle...
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This story is a prequel to an earlier story called Hard Time Sex and was begun soon after we finished our earlier collaboration. Unfortunately, it has been more than a year since I have been able to reach Jennifer to get an okay from her to publish this final version of the story. Since I have not heard back from her, I am sending it in for your enjoyment just as I finished it. I only hope that my interest in perversely exciting characters and situations has not gone too far for...
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We woke the next morning and Erin and I made love in bed while Lynn and Blossom did the same in the shower. Erin was still on edge, but seemed relaxed after she had several orgasms. We both got up and went to the shower when Lynn and Blossom left for the kitchen. “It is going to be alright Erin. We all know that you’re not going to leave us, and we know there is no way he can take you from us. You have a home full of spouses and children that love you. Just keep those thoughts in your heart...
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December – Year 1 I woke up to find a bald, naked women wrapped around me. What? Where? Oh wait. Lynn. My mind wound up to speed and as my senses woke up I languished in the feeling of a nude womans flesh touching me. I could feel the mounds of her breasts crushed against my back. I could feel her furry strawberry patch against my leg. I could feel my sleepy penis rising and awakening as well. As I lay there in the very early morning light, I realized that for the whole time that I had been...
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November – Year 2 After just over three months Erin was starting to show and took every chance to exaggerate her belly by arching her back and sticking it out. Her loving wife and husband took every opportunity to rub it and of course every night I talked to the kids and kissed them good night. “You know next appointment; they are going to give me a sonogram. Do you want to know the sex of the babies?” “Will they be able to tell? I mean I have been reading that at 4-5 months they can tell,...