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My boyfriend Jake wants to trophy-fuck my friend Donna So my guy says he wants to fuck my friend Donna who is a slag. I had introduced him to Donna and her boyfriend Mike as we used to hang around together. I knew Donna was a slut, and had to keep some secrets from her boyfriend Mike - the time we did it in an alley for this gang of lads who wouldn't let us past, and other times where we went to get fucked together behind a store next to the bins; these are other stories I might go into...

“Hey Greg, would you mind watching the phones while I go to lunch and run a few errands? Jerry’s not coming in today at all apparently,” said Veronica as she walked out of the office. An older, petite woman with gray hair and glasses, Veronica was the shop’s receptionist and the last of the three company employees. “Sure no problem Veronica,” said Greg casually. “I kind of figured Jerry wasn’t coming in today, not like it would make much difference if he did.” Veronica laughed quietly to those words. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Okay well I’m heading out. I'll back...

One of our friends is Russian and wanted to celebrate her birthday in the city at a Russian restaurant. If you've never been to a Russian party, you're missing it, they know how to party. There is food, vodka and dancing all night long. The restaurant she picked had a motel across the parking lot from it and there was a group of eight couples, one couple lived in the city, that went down for the party and all of us out of towners got a room at the motel, which wasn't fancy but clean. We arrived around 6:30 which allowed...

Sandra after University by Vanessa Evans Sandra has earned enough money to take a year out. Author’s Note This story is a continuation of my story ‘Sandra is Different’. Although this story could stand independently it will make more sense if you read ‘Sandra is Different’ first. V Introduction After 3 amazing years at university where I made a shed load of money letting men spank me, letting men fuck me whilst I was unconscious and demonstrating fucking machines at erotic equipment conventions, I decided that I needed to take a year out to make the most of my addictions that...

I felt the pain before I could protest the girth I felt pressing against my pussyhole. I thought I was dreaming at first. I laid there frozen, on my stomach as I felt my pussy being stretched beyond its capacity. Short, quick strokes, each one ripping my hole open, each time the huge thing went deeper. I felt it ponding against my cervix, each time causing a sharp pain deep in my gut. My pussy is dripping blood and precum from the monster dick hammering. I squirmed to get away scurrying up the bed. Then I felt it! A sharp pair...

Life’s Strange Turns, Part 3 Monday and Tuesday came and went, with nothing exciting happening, except that Sandy called to say that she had gotten a nice offer on the house from a couple about 30. Her kids were back from their Dad’s, so she couldn’t come over, but wanted to. I’d gone to the gym after work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and chatted with a pretty woman in the my age bracket that was “interesting” and had no rings or other evidence of commitment. We talked, as I helped her readjust a machine to fit her, found out her name...