Huge Mexican Tits

Fbailey story number 392 Huge Mexican Tits Camille was without a doubt the biggest girl in my class. At fifteen she was a head taller than most of the boys and her tits were probably bigger than any ten girls put together. I had admired Camille since the start of school when she transferred in. She spoke good English and even better Spanish. She was a big girl but she was also pretty. She had a big belly, a big butt, and even bigger boobs. She reminded me of a younger and prettier version of my own mother. One day I got up the courage to talk to her. I wanted to ask her out on a date but I was scared. It took me another couple of weeks to ask her out. Her answer …

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The Darkroom

Sometimes when I think back on things I still can’t believe it all happened. Here is a little background. My sister is a year older than me. She’s always been miss popular, cheerleader, etc. She’s pretty hot too. 5′ 6, brown hair and eyes about 115 lbs with a nice 36D chest. Ok, so I looked at her bra one day. As for me, I’m taller 6’1 short brown hair, blue eyes and about 145. For that reason, I played basketball in high school, which is how all this started. Since we were close in age and active in extracurricular activities in school we wound up at most of the same parties. There been several occasions where we have both wound up drunk on someone’s floor for the night. This also led to the loss …

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Jesse’s Sister

“Professor, is that you?” I was walking through the American Airlines concourse at LAX, through security and headed for the gate of my redeye flight headed back east. I was already tired, and annoyed that I would have to connect in O’Hare in the middle of the night. The woman had planted herself in front of me. She was in her mid-20’s maybe, blond hair to the middle of her back, tied in a pony tail for travel. I couldn’t say if she looked familiar or not, having taught hundreds of pretty blond girls over thirty years of college teaching. Like the millennial “bro” boys, they all looked alike after a bit. Not wanting to offend or admit I had no idea who she was, I resorted to my usual “Maybe we’ve met, maybe we’ve …

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Slut mom bangs her sons coach

Slut Mom Fucks Young Coach Prt 1 It was hot summer day in july and I was going over Mikey,s house. He was one of my players and I thought I would help him out with his football game. He was relitivley new so I figuerd I could give him a few pointers. I knocked on the door and when Jane opened it I thought my eyes were going to fall outa my head. There she stood, the beautiful 5’4” latina goddess of my fanatsies. She was about 135lbs which was no problem with me as I liked my women more shapely than most girls. Her curly black hair resting on her dark bronze shoulders sorrounding her cute round face and her big brown eyes looking up at me threw her sunglasses. She was wearing …

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Striker

My name is Samuel Allen Steele. I graduated highschool when I was sixteen. I wanted to join the military but I was to young so I went to a local trade school instead. I learned about working metal and fabrication. When I graduated they even helped me find a job. On my eighteenth birthday I joined the army. I thought I knew what I wanted to do. First was basic and then advanced trained, after that I went to airborne school and then into Ranger school. After graduating I was assigned to a company that was working out to deploy overseas. Our combat teams were set up like this, they have a point man, two to four flankers for security and a four man striker team plus the team leader or squad leader. New men …

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Father Time

Father Time Adam’s head was about to explode. His temples pounded with a pain he had never experienced. The throbbing seemed to start at the base of his neck and rode completely up the entire backside of his skull. The pain was so intense that he knew at any moment he was become violently ill. This was a double sided blade of pain as the slightest movement increased the pain level to even newer heights. “We have him” a female voice stated flatly. “Excellent” came the reply, another females voice this time. “The charts indicate a complete pick, all appendages are present, no internal damage of substance” again first the female voice intoned. The voices were far away, Adam could tell, but his pain was so great that he couldn’t concentrate on much more than …

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Being owned – Part 8

I awoke early. He was still asleep, snoring faintly. Last evening, when the effect of the drug had finally worn off, he had brought me some food. Hungry as I had been, I had wolfed it down, while he was watching me. Smiling he had sat on the big bed, watched me licking my fingers afterwards. “Tonight, you will stay here. I’ll go out.” And he had left me there and then. He had left me a book, nothing special or really interesting, but it helped pass the time. Late, he had come back, undressed and gotten into bed. My place was the big dog bed on the floor, my toilet a litter tray in the bathroom. Silently I got up and went to the bathroom. I didn’t want to use the litter tray. As …

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Sovereignty 17

Alan awoke, startled at first as he didn’t recognize exactly where he was. Then he felt a soft body next to his looking down he saw that Hopix had at some time climbed into the bed with him for warmth. God Alan thought she feels so good so soft so…! Alan had looked under the covers immediately growing hard as he found that Hopix was stark naked! Holy shit he thought as he could only stare at her naked form my god! She’s perfect! Slowly Alan reached under the covers and began to gently massage the outer section of Hopix’s breast that was crushed up against him. God! Alan thought she had felt soft before but this! I am going to go insane if this keeps up Alan thought I need to finish with this …

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My Indian Beach Boy

My Indian Beach Boy We were on vacation in Bali, staying at a resort on the beach. We had surveyed the scene, hoping to find someone suitable for socialising with, but there didn’t appear to be much on offer. Mack (My Husband) & I ended up relaxing on the beach, hoping for a decent sunset at least, a couple of bottles of vino in hand. A young and very handsome Indian, a beach boy, passed by, offering the usual tourist things, snorkelling, see the Dolphins, etc. with a few glasses already consumed I felt some interest, well, like I mentioned, he was quite handsome, well proportioned, so we ended up chatting. He asked what we had done this day, we mentioned the usual eating drinking relaxing and of course, the obligatory massages one has while …

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I had No Choice 3.5

IHNC 3.5 (These events are from the viewpoint of Becky Whitman, the student/adulteress of Edward Font) I love Edward Font! I know I say that to myself like a thousand times a day, but I just cannot help it. I have no choice but to accept that he is a happily married man, and now father to two of the most beautiful baby girls in the whole world, but that just makes me love him more. I know I should stop thinking about him, but after I got him to be my first I want no one else. Mom is strict though, and I know she would KILL me if I break up his marriage, but she still helped me bring him to my bed, so she’s really on my side. I had no choice. …

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OUR GOOD TIME

We had just got home from our night out. My husband James open the door and went to the kitchen to get some drinks as I welcome our new friends into our home. We had met Stacy and Brandon at the bar and had became friends rite away. Stacy was a beautiful woman about five foot three beautiful red hair down to her but and a very slim girl. Brandon was a very fit looking guy tall brown hair and a nice build to himself. James came out from the kitchen he had got a bottle of jack out for him and Brandon and brought me and Stacy out some wine we all started talking about different things and ended up talking about sex. Stacy and Brandon seemed to be pretty open about there sex …

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Encounter at the cove

Moving to the coast was the best decision Sharon had made since her messy divorce, after discovering her husband of 19 years had been cheating on her with a girl younger than their granddaughter she had walked out and started divorcing him. 8 months of court hearings and all the dirty tricks his lawyers could think of Sharon had walked out of the court with almost everything they had built together during their marriage. 3 months after that she had found the little cottage on the coast, it was ideal, secluded and even had its own private beach! Sharon had moved in almost immediately after the sale had been completed, now her life followed the same pattern, seeing friends most afternoons she had whole mornings to herself. It was shortly after she moved in that …

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High School Hypnotist

High School Hypnotist (Mf, MC, School) Story Summary – Brad Taylor enjoys his work as a high school guidance counselor and hypnotist. Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and sexual fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives! Yeah, I have it pretty good. I work at an exclusive all-girl high school outside of Los Angeles; I see a lot of hot, California teenage bodies. My day is filled with visions of tight shirts, braless breasts, firm tits with hard nipples, …

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Reunion Ch. 8. Final_(1)

Chapter 8 I made love to Katherine that night, and saw her, and Cindy off the next morning. I gave them both a hug, and kiss goodbye. Katherine told me to have fun with Candice while I was here, and that she would see me back home in L.A. in a few weeks. Then she smiled, and winked before heading to catch her flight. I drove home sad. Sure, I had permission to sleep with other girls, but I really missed just spending time with Katherine, and felt a little empty whenever she wasn’t around. Even the simple things like cooking meals together, and talking. I got home, and had nothing to do. The house appraisal was set for Tuesday. Depending on that, the finalizing of the sale could happen the next day. The marina …

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The Resort Part 2 – Rachel’s Odyssey Continues

The Resort Part 2 – Rachel’s Odyssey Continues Rachel sat down in Carla’s stylist chair still slightly wet from taking a long and soothing shower. She looked at herself in the mirror and stared into her own eyes seemingly lost in deep thought as her hair was cut and teased. She was feeling a little tired, and her breathing was slow and relaxed. “What length are you more comfortable with; short or long?” Carla asked while running her hands through Rachel’s thick brown locks. “I would like to keep the length long, but I am up for any style you think fits me.” “Ok great. I’ll come up with something you will love.” Rachel sat quietly as she stared intently at herself in the mirror. Her head was still spinning from the day’s events which …

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My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013) It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement. So I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was now in, it wasn’t like I could live there anyway. I was …

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College Days Ch. 06

I briefly considered not going back out to the hot-tub. I was feeling a bit tired myself and thought this might be the perfect opportunity to sleep in my own bed and actually get a full nights rest for the first time in nearly a week. But it was Jen’s birthday, and she had directly asked me to come back out after putting Collette to bed. In the end, I couldn’t just disappear after she’d asked me to return, not on her birthday. So I went down the stairs and headed for the glass door to the backyard. The sun had gone down a little while ago, making the backyard rather dim. Jennifer and Tammy were still in the hot-tub together, but no longer just sitting side-by-side. Jennifer was now sitting on Tammy’s lap, facing …

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The Mission_(1)

The Mission Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted storm front arrived. Wrapped in a black garbage bag clutching a small second generation handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the back seat before easing back into traffic as a strong wind gust heralded the storms arrival. My intention of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to make the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a peal of thunder …

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Incestuous Harem 9: Incestuous Submission

Incestuous Harem Chapter Nine: Incestuous Submission By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Vicky Samuels I loved how Pam Hiragawa trembled as I led her into my dark classroom. Trickles of light bled through the closed Venetian blinds, painting stripes across the neat rows of desk. The nineteen-year-old, Japanese girl trembled, hands clasped before her, pale-olive cheeks flushed. Her silk-black hair was gathered in a French braid falling down her back. She was the type of Japanese girl Clinton would love. I missed my master and lover. If bigamy was legal, he would have been my husband, too. But my older sister, Cheryl, had that honor. And she did love him more than I did, so it was only fair. But I savored the time we had. And now that Clint was stepping up as the man of …

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Putting in Overtime

“Chris, we need to talk about this Roclef project.” That was what the fascinatingly sexy Fern Holte said as she walked into my simple corner office at 4:15 on a Thursday afternoon. My office was equipped with a glass top desk, one of those chairs that lets you lean way back and put your feet up (it really comes in handy when I’m looking for a little shut eye at work), two less comfortable chairs across from my desk, a small bar in the corner of the room, and a whiteboard that I use to manage the impromptu brainstorming sessions that occasionally happen in my office. As Fern walked through my door I was briefly speechless as I looked at the outfit she was wearing, she had on a white blouse that looked very thin …

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