Cum Swallowing - Page 372



(The sequel to Spring Break Broke My Heart) By rutger5 (An Original Story - Copyright 2012) My bleary eyes stared at the computer screen as I watched some Asian girl expertly sucking some guy’s cock



My bosses always ask me, Walter how do you do it? How do you do those 7+ hour flights with such a short staff? I always say, “Time flies when you’re having fun” and people always laugh and move on, not wanting to talk me out of my cheap labor
"Hey! What's up?" I heard a female voice say. I had just finished mowing my backyard lawn. I turned to the left to see my neighbor with her head above the wooden fence, smiling at me. Emily is a pretty brunette in her early twenties
CHAPTER 3 Bob and Alisha went home, both really excited and talking a mile a minute on the short drive. When they arrived at the house, Anne had arrived home, so they thought they had might as well, tell her now



1. Izzy was cooking eggs when she heard a car pull in the drive way. She looked outside and saw an insanely gorgeous man. He was built and had sandy blonde hair. And from what izzy could see, brown eyes. Izzy took a look at herself
The most rememberable event of my teenage years, was a three day train ride aboard the Amtrack from my parent's house in Washington State, to my grandparent's house down in Florida



Val drove along the rocky shore, her lips mouthing the words to the radio. "So, where was it again?" She asked, regripping the steering wheel. It was drizzling, and she kept an eye out for any movement. Something caught her eye and she slowed slightly, not wanting to hug anything



Melanie by Diomedes050465 For nearly twenty years James Sinclair had worked in any number of companies, “learning the business world” as his father had put it



The Secret Cheerleader Vote - #2 The Next Morning The morning after Zane drove off the school grounds with Chloe in his car, a number of things had already changed



Well that’s pretty much how our week went without our parents. We stayed home and we hate and fucked. It was one hell of a week, one I will never forget, and one I don’t think my sister will forget either. Especially the last day, Friday
After dinner, I showered and headed to bed. I took some spit and rubbed my now very sore little asshole. I spent the next three days fending off Tommy, and researching anal sex and fisting and all sorts of sex stuff



Author’s Note: As a brief warning, this story contains explicit, graphic and not always pleasant sex. There won’t be any sadistic or abusive stuff (not really), but there will be some rape and non-consensual sex. There’s actually a mild (I think) rape scene in the first chapter



"There, there"
Chapter 17 Is This the End? Over the next few days things returned to normal. That is normal for us. Nearly every day after school for weeks, Andrea and I would rush to my house where we would do our side-ways 69 on my bed



The original concept for this story was not my own design. It is derived from the story “The only girl in school” by Frankel. I do not intend to claim this idea as my own