Last Of Us Fanfiction Ellie Sucks Joels Cock Stories

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The Trophy Wife Ch. 03

by Gary_Alexander_2 on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

My name is Amy Howard, and my life sucks. I'm twenty-two years old, and my husband has lost all interest in me. He's been saying a lot of nice things about his ex-wife lately, and I'm afraid he's going to go back to her. If they're not already sleeping together. I had sex with my best friend's husband. It was my fault more than his: I was teasing him merci...

Ellie & Randy Ch. 01

by BlueByrd on Sep 26, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 1 - Ellie Gets Out and Under Ellie couldn't stand it! If she didn't get laid soon, she was going to have a giant hissy-fit! Ellie hadn't had sex for four weeks since she broke up with her last mistake, Brandon. Brandon, a Lieutenant at the local airbase, was an arrogant, selfish, fly-boy bastard. He let Ellie blow him at reveille every other day, a...

Cum in Atlanta Again

by twistedgraygoat on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

Ellie and I had been talking all week about our trip to Atlanta for shopping, music, and sex. When Saturday arrived we were wet with anticipation on the whole drive to the city. We are prim and proper elementary school teachers in a rural mountain district north of Atlanta, Georgia. Our entire lives are under a microscope while we are home, but about once e...

In over her head

by LaurelAspen on Nov 4, 2019
BDSM

The receptionist checks Ellie in with the discrete aplomb English people manage so well. Dressed in a thrilling but unfamiliar fashion she feels like an actress about to appear on stage. Minutes later Carlo closes the hotel room door and hands her a glass of red wine, pleased by her evident excitement. "I knew there was a mutual attraction from the first ti...

Fuck, This Girl... Ch. 04

by BlackRayne24 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

I stepped in the house to find my father sitting in the large armchair with a pipe in his mouth. My father wasn't really a smoker. He only did it when he was stressing, and most of the time it was because of me. "It's nearly nine o'clock. Where have you been?" My father's baritone voice asked calmly. I knew this was only the calm before the storm. There wou...

Three Firsts: 03

by Lucklove on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I knocked on the condo door and soon heard Ellie cooing, "Coming, coming." She opened the door wearing a sexy expression that quickly shifted to a polite smile and a "Well, hello," to Paul, standing behind me. Ellie's hair was waved across her right eye, her makeup was slight except for the deep red lipstick. She wore a crinkly tube top from perhaps the '80s...

Houseboat Log Ch. 04

by professionalpaul on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Chapter 4: The Bridge Club Cums Aboard As you know from the earlier chapters, I had recently met two lovely mature women Ellie and Susan, and enjoyed exploring their inner selves on my houseboat on the Gulf Coast of Florida. My name is Paul Johnson. I am the Captain and owner of the aptly christened Wet N Wild, a luxury houseboat docked in a marina on the v...

Light Me Up Ch. 01

by sten on Aug 31, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Jenny struggled up to the door of her third floor apartment with her heavy shopping bags balanced on one arm. With her other she strained to get her keys out and open the door. Boy was she ready for a good stiff drink. She had been fighting the crowds in the January sales for a new and sexy outfit to wear for her date tonight. Wearily she cheered as her key...

Learning Curve Ch. 03

by Paris Waterman on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

Alena made a noise akin to a loud squeak, but was secretly thrilled by the pressure of the hand on her mound as she was ushered into the van. The next thing she knew, Big John was escorting her into the back of the vehicle where Ellie was already seated and laughing delightedly. "I bet you didn't expect to get laid tonight, did you?" Ellie said, still laug...

Saying Stay Ch. 08

by LingerieRobot on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

It was an early morning at the start of September, when summer was beginning its slow fade. For the past fifteen-odd years, I had spent this time pulling myself out of bed and greeting a new school year with a mixture of anticipation and dread. This year I was still in bed, ad on top of that I was ravishing a cute punk girl from behind. Graduation has its pe...