I didn’t get a good look being she was kind of in the middle of the group but when she happened to stand up she was wearing a hot pink bikini. She looked to be very young and vey attractive too, and as she stood there briefly, I tried to check her out but still wasn’t able to get a good look.
Wonder Woman encounters a vampire family
this is what happens when guys prep to be with girls someday
This is a rewrite of a previous posted story. Kate and Dylan discover that they have been harboring a secret desire for the other for years.
Leyla’s slut education continues as her mother teachers her new, wicked delights.
Sent to an alien world to restore the natural order
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I FEEL DIZZY by Sergio (LtnScorpio4x)
Round and round I go.
I catch a sphere spinning in my hands
Can I hold on for long?
If I fumble, will I fall?
Round and round I go again.
Wait, I feel dizzy now.
Round and round I go
Spinning and spinning are spheres I hold
Easy does it
The fight is to the force
Round and round I go.
I may teeter to the left
I may I totter to the right
Yet I hold on.
And I tweeter totter yet some more
Until I stumble and I do fall
Backwards I felt a crush to my heart and soul, almost sighs to get up fast, but short relief, and then, fear again. I have let go of the spinning spheres all but too long.
But I think quickly,
The spinning spheres shall be my guide, I explore my options.
It is okay to let them go. I have a new direction to take.
I stand and search.
I reach to take hold to that solid line, is my goal
I attempt my re-control
Steady as I go
Slow and easy
Balance is key, I say, as to remind myself what I need to do,
To a new direction I must learn
I find my middle ground
Spinning is the world
Moreover, gravity is my hold
A straight line unto a direction I must know, and I decide to take instead.
Steady as I go.
When I move forward ahead
A straight path I shall see.
No longer do the spheres spin me, and to contrary, and or in contrast, I now spin them,
Round after Round I go, I triumph in sighed relief. Ring, ring, ring went the bell, I hear the toll it took to my soul, and bells to whom they toll, trail the overcoming of those spinning turns.
I am winner, and my dreams so remain, and I shall be there to the finish, to the end.
I walk the thin line and that I have learned to walk the narrows, now you may feel dizzy too, to know the twists and turns, the ups and downs I surpassed, but it does not detour me, for I cannot look back, only forward. I walk a straight line… can you see?
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Don’t let the wife find out you’ve been cheating.
Xera returns home to her pregnante elf-wife and wonders if she should continue on the quest. Meanwhile, Sophia studies in the library and Angela enjoys the hermparoditic delights offered by the elves.
At this time in the story we find ourselve’s at Furinkan highschool and get to see what became of the five unlucky girls “Stamped As Meat”.
The Son Of Cupid decides to bliss Jalal next and teach him some leasons
The long awaited and highly asked for savannah sequel. There is sex but not a ton. Enjoy
Repost of Captius’ Original EA
Have you ever made a bad decision, knowing at the time it was a bad decision? I mean they say your vision is always 20/20 looking at the past, but I can remember times when, I knew something bad would come from my actions, and yet I proceeded anyway. This is a story of one of those times in my life.
The luncheon committee recruits next candidates, thier sisters. Megan stets the stage for further luncheons.
Petra finally ‘meets’ Tahlana and is tested
As she was finishing up, her doorbell rang. When she opened the door, it was Connie, her neighbor, with Spartacus. “Alisha, darling, could you do me a big favor…..I have to go to Denver right now……..could you keep Spartacus for me till tomorrow about noon…….he really likes you.”
Shelley comes of age with help from a friend and her brother
So this is the continuation of Oren part 1 obviously. Danny gets his revenge and then some….
This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Wife’s party gets better as the night goes on
The sight of my cum leaking from Mom’s bush covered pussy…
This, it sort of a dream I had once about myself and a co-worker. I work at a grocery store and it’s not very exciting, I often day-dream about things like this.
The girls name is my own, Sarah. I haven’t changed the males name.
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First of all, I like to extend a hearty “Thanks for reading.” I’m really happy you’ve looked at my writting. I’d also like to say that the speed in which the next part is written will be determind by the response I get from this one.
This is my first time ever posting something here… Please, be gentle.Part 1Intro
Tonight, I am working with the dairy products. The moo-moo; as I usually like to call it.
On any other day, I’d rather be at home. But… as unusual as it sounds, I am working the weekend. It sucks being the only fifteen-year-old working full-time, however, the money is great.
Really, it’s not so bad – Working in a secluded milk cooler, filled with yellow milk crates stacked above my head and the hum of a fan loud enough they won’t hear me moan. Because that’s what I do when I have spare time at work; masturbate.
I’d also like to add that I’d only get more excited if I get caught – so what?
Anyways, I am pressed against the before mentioned crates, and it feels good, really good. It’s such an intense feeling; urgency, pleasure and the chill from the cooling fans. I’m moaning loudly as I try my best at dirty talking, to myself I guess. Or maybe I am calling to that new teenage co-worker.
Yeah, right. Because relationships at work are so hot these days. Especially when you break up. Then everything is awkward. But I would still go through 100 years of awkwardness for Angus, the 16-year-old bag-boy.
Short dark brown hair, freckles, a lop-sided smile and the kind of demeanor that makes you want to throw him to the ground and wrestle the secrets out of him, yeah – mysterious.
Anyways, back to me moaning. I have my uniform pulled up and held loosely in my teeth. There’s a whole range of sounds coming through those teeth. High pitched squeals when I ‘accidentally’ run my thumbnail over my clit and lower sounding moans as I try to get my middle finger as deep inside me as I can.
While I am emitting my own personal orchestra I can barely hear the sound of the cooler door sliding open, and then… closing?Chapter 1
The cooler is a surprisingly compact space, 3 strides and you’d see me, behind the milk crates, one of my hands down my pants, the other teasing my nipple and a dazed look in my eyes.
But I guess I don’t learn. I’ve never been caught, why should I care now?
I’ve never actually thought of how I would react if I got caught but I knew I could do one of 3 things:
Scream, preferably loudly.
Pretend to hide it. (Who knows it might work.)
Offer sexual favors, for their silence.
What happens next wasn’t anything I had thought of, but now in my personal dreamworld it happened.
Angus steps from behind the corner, but through my half closed eyes, he’s just a trick of the artificial light. And as I turn my head to look closer; he’s at my side already.
My hands are already sliding out of my black dress pants and away from my body, but he replaces them with his own. I feel the brush of his fingernails as he moves under my panties.
And I emit one of those weird squeeling sounds again. You know the sound I make when I touch my clit. Well now Angus is touching it for me. And that’s not the only thing he’s doing. I can feel another finger, halfway inside me.
He is using the other hand to place my shirt in my mouth again. Now Angus is using it to pull and squeeze both of my nipples.
Yes, theres a lot of squealing coming from me. But I am making other sounds. There’s one that stands out – I believe it’s the sound of my dreams coming true and my head exploding momentarily.
It’s the perfect sound to him, aparently, because he laughs and kisses under my ear. Like he knows it’s my weak spot. They perfect place to make me purr.
And I do purr for him. I curl my arms around him and reply with a few kisses of my own, to his neck and lips.
He kisses my spot again and then makes a trail with his lips down the collar or my shirt and over my hard nipples. His lips move around one nipple, then to the other. I can feel his breath on my skin; it’s warm and a bit shaky.
I lean back more, if that was possible and watch Angus as he runs his tongue smoothly over the crease between my breasts, which are now moving in a steady beat as my breathing quickens.
I have never been more excited, or more nervous, because he’s the definatition of perfect. Look at me… For all I know – I might squeel again.
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Mr. Black and Ivory Ch. 3 “Pillow Talk”
They can pretand to be nice, but we know better…
Dave and Kendra, have dated for over 2 years. They fuck, a lot.
