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Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
MY WIFE LINDSAY SHRIKED "I WANNA GET FUCKED SO BAAAAD" while her wet cunt spasmed around my penis. I held her hips tighter, ramming my pelvis into her butt, shoving my cock deeper into that quivering juicy vagina from behind. Her fourth orgasm of our bedtime fucking was the hardest of the night, making her shiver and shake and gasp for air. It was delicious....
My Previous chapter ended with my MIL watching me jerckoff behind my desk just before she and my FIL left the office for lunch. When they returned I was nervous as to how she would act towards me. Did she tell my FIL what happened, woud they fire me? They returned and my MIL Sharon, acted as if nothing had happened. I was releived and stayed in my office u...
It was warm, but a little overcast; Bryan had to run a few errands and planned to meet us back at the house after our run. We hit the trail and put in a good five miles. We played a little grab-ass, but tried to limit that and our conversation; we were both trying to shave time because we had a race coming up. That was the plan, for at least the first half,...
I came home one day and much to my delight Sam was out by the pool working on his tan. His was totally nude. A shock wave blasted through me at this wonderful discovery. I stopped and watched him through the kitchen window. He was reading a book with great intensity. Sam was lying on his front and facing the window, so I could really only see down the length...
My name is Steve Larsen and for as long as I can remember, I’ve loved Laura Martin. Since grade school she has lived 3 doors down from me. We shared our first kiss when she was 8 and I was 9 and we’ve had our ups and downs over the years, but we’ve shared a unique friendship. We would compete for grades, while all the time helping each another study. Laura w...
This is a sequel to: 'Cherry deflowered at beach party' After all the guys had done me so forcefully I just felt so thoroughly fucked. Once I had been allowed to get back on my feet and take a few steps all I could feel was this slimy stickiness between my bare thighs. The problem was I just couldn't control my bum any more. I tried hard to clasp my anus b...
I smiled a huge greeting, wrapped my arms around his neck as soon as he came in. I pressed myself up against him, the nudge of his cock told me I was doing the right thing. "You," I murmured into his ear "are in for the weekend of your life." It was Friday night. I had prepared dinner, a salad, I wanted it light. I fussed around him. I was dressed to kill,...
Congratulations, you've been- I looked up from the letter. That's all I needed to know that I had finally gotten myself out of Iowa. A few months from now I'd be leaving this joke of a community college and getting a real degree, in a real place, and moving on from corn fields and factory jobs. Being able to live in California is one thing, but studying pro...