A Summer Night
by: [うちはサスケ!]


“So what do you need me to help you with?” I questioned, while leaning against her wall near the door, she didn’t answer me till she collapsed on her bed giving a full view to her shaven pussy. “Well I was just wondering if…” I didn’t really hear the rest of what she said, all I could focus on were those big tits of hers and shaven pussy that seemed like it would taste great.
I finally snapped out of the fake reality of me thrusting my cock into her when she was standing not even half a foot in front of me. “So you think you can help me with that?” She said with a slightly seductive add to her voice. Of course not knowing what she had asked me to help her with I just agreed since I would do anything for her. “Umm, yah sure why not..”

What did he agree too?
Will they get caught with all these party guests coming?
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A Summer Night

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hunting "accident"
by: [morerandom]


it was unusually hot that day ,almost 98 degrees
james was out out walking around in the woods near his house with his dads revolver ,
it was the last day of school for him he finished all his tests ,and was pretty sure he passed everything he thought he might shoot a couple of squirrels before going to work
he wasnt a hick or anything ,just liked to shoot furry animals ,then he heard a sound to his right like something moving through the leaves "shit " he thought "might be a deer,wouldnt that be fucking great looking for squirrils and getting a whitetail insted" but it wasnt a deer ,there about 40 feet away from him down by the creek that ran around theyre property was brandon wearing a polo shirt and khaki shorts with his hat turned backwards ,yep it was brandon alright his back was turned but james could still tell that it was him ,he wasnt surprised though being as how his place was 10 or 12 miles from the nearest town it was a favorite drinking spot for teens ,sure enough in brandons right hand a bottle of jack daniels whiskey ,a bottle that was almost empty! "fuck brandons wasted " james said quietly under his breath "maybe ill mess with him a little bit" so james snuck closer to him being very quiet while simultaniously slipping on a ski mask ,then when he was not even 10 feet away in the worst redneck impression ever he says "do you wanna die boy,i should shoot you for trespassing" brandon turns around with a look of terror on his face "please dont kill me"
"oh my god" james thought "he fucking believed me ,damm he is drunk" "ill do anything you say just please dont kill me" brandon was on his knees now ,now it was james who was terrified ,then an idea crossed over his mind "if you wanna live you better drop them drawers boy"…

How far will this joke go?
What will Brandon think when he finds out the truth?
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hunting "accident"

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One Night With An Angel
by: [Rukia]


Slador finally drew his attention back to Abbie. His eyes grew dark and his mood changed. Deep lines etched themselves across his ashen forehead. Abbie cupped the side of his face that was held away from her, and guide his deep olive eyes to her sandy mahogany ones. She tilted her head in a curious and concerned pose and parted her lips ever so slightly as if to say something. He stared at her flowing face and tears welled up in his eyes. He licked his lips and leaned forward. The twinkle slipped back into Abbie’s eyes and she pulled his face to hers. She gently put her lips to his and instantly felt his touch warm up. He wrapped his arms around her linen waist. Abbie laced her well-manicured fingers through his silken black hair and closed here eyes. She wanted him to dominate her. He put one arm on the bed beside her as a support, and lowered her body to the clean crisp sheets. Abbie went to pull him down for another kiss, but he pulled away from her. He gripped her upper thighs, and pulled her to him, spreading her legs at the same time. He fingered the towel that was secured around her chest and tugged…

Will she let this towel fall loose?
Will he give in?
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One Night With An Angel

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94 Night Stand
by: [unlegion]


She could sense his presence. Did I trust him too far?
The texture of the blanket beneath her imprinted on the surface of her flesh. The girl would have liked to re-arrange herself more artistically. She was always aware of herself as an image. She knew her soft curves tempted him, that the white blanket made her skin look even more pink, the red of the velvet blindfold more vivid.
She fought the urge to reach out and find him. Those were not the rules of the game. She was frozen in a world of touch, her ears plugged.
Wet warmth smoothed over her navel, squirming, tickling. She thrashed, surprised, breaking her repose. He wanted her to react to his tongue. He wanted an excuse to twist her nipples in the ways he knew would arch her spine and provoke a keen in the back of her throat. After a last savage tweak he let his hands leave her…

Will he continue to torture her like this?
Will this torture end in pleasure?
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94 Night Stand

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