Blackmail - Page 81

Very quickly I became addicted to shoving my dick up her ass and cunt will passed out drunk.to the point where I liked fucking her this way at my disposal rather then when awake.. Actually I would let her suck my cock and lick my balls then I'd lick her cunt and fuck her

This is a continuation of the "Playing Dare with Sis" and "Training my Sister Kayleigh" Stories. While I suppose this story can be a stand alone, character development as well as certain terminology will definitely be better understood if the previous series are read first

This was the second night in a row that Brent had made me wear a dildo in my pussy. But tonight in addition to the dildo I had a long thin vibrator shoved in my ass, which made it near impossible to sleep

My Anal Sister I couldn’t believe that my fifteen-year-old sister Debra was giving a guy a blowjob. Not just one guy but six guys. Yes, last night my little sister Debra gave six guys blowjobs and I was watching it on DVD thanks to one of my friends

It was a small wedding just a few friends and family. We had it in the town hall with the Justice of the Peace. Patricia wore a light beige dress and I was in an old suit from my younger more professional days

One of the guys at school was having an end of year party, I went with Sam, my boyfriend, he seemed so happy to have me on his arms, we stayed together all night with me being the dedicated girl friend

I rang the door bell and quickly checked my appearance in the window to the side of the door. I looked casual but still professional. I had my hair in a ponytail, a tan button up sweater and a white shirt underneath. I also had black khakis on and black sneakers

‘She’s right where I want her - This is better than that first day at the Inn.’ I thought. Far from fighting me, and not in a numb or distracted way, my new little jar of clay removed my clothes. She even folded them for me

The Charity Store The shop was just like any other charity shop, rows of second hand clothes on moveable racks, old books, toys, nick nacks, paintings, photographs, books, CDs, tools, cutlery, plates, musical instruments some vinyl records and cassette tapes although we no longer accepted them

It had been seven days since Roughton University's Dean, Dick Hardown, met Courtney in his office and gave her some much needed discipline. Initially, Mr. Hardown believed that that incident would have led to a great week

I was left picking up after my son again, my son always left a mess where ever he went. It was hard working and maintiaing a house by ourself, my son Vince was no help, he'd make a mess and expect me to clean it up. I would clean everything except his room he told me not too

Socially Unacceptable Being a nerd is kind of like a double edged sword. On one side you are awkward, weak and socially inept but on the other side most nerds are smarter than average and some are way smarter. Being smart is the best. My name is William Odessa Wadsworth III

Ive always thought of ways to get over and use situations to my advantage but never thought id be so good at getting anything.and i do mean anything

had them crawl all the way into the bedroom. There I sat back on the foot of the bed and had them stand before me. On my signal Mahima came over and started taking off my shoes while I ordered Karishma and Kareena. "Spread your legs, girls." They did

Vengeance, a sweet delight We had always been competitive, me and Jennifer. We grew up competing against each other. First in the neighborhood games, then with the neighborhood boys. We would do anything to better one another

Laura slowly opened her eyes, as a silver of light came through the shades of her tiny window. The room was spinning, which discouraged her from getting up. What the hell had happened to her? She grimaced as she was suddenly bombarded with vivid flashbacks

I had a hard time sleeping that night. After my session with Shanda The night before I had slept so much because of how stressed I was. However, that sleep wasn't caused by the stress so much as an escape from it. Even sleep didn't give me a leave from the reality of my situation

My Mother When I was growing up I thought about fucking my mother a lot. I do mean a lot. I must have jerked off every single night thinking about fucking her. I would look for her underwear every morning and sniff them. I was in love with my mother’s womanly odors

It was a Friday and Ms. Fitch was ready for the weekend. Making plans as she headed for her classroom

She laid there on her stomach motionless, taking in the scent of clean linen in this same familiar hotel room that they always came to. She was letting Jake do his thing. She wondered how many time it's been that they've done this. The same routine, feeling nothing