This is the continuation of our story with the second couple we swapped with. The story is told from Sam’s point of view. No, Sam didn’t write it, he told me and I wrote it for him. As Nick and Ashley drove off, Taylor pushed me back on to the couch and pulled my cock…
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“You’re shitting me? Wait…No! OH. MY. GODDD!” I exclaimed. “I’m telling you the truth. I saw it with my own eyes,” Cissy said, laughing at my extreme reaction to her news. “You mean to tell me that the hottie in 302 is pretty close to Mr. Fancy Pants in 304?” I asked, bemused. “Yes! I…
Jenna and I decided that the hot tub was a must. We’d already christenfucked the entire cabin. It smelled like sweat and pussy in our room and we needed some fresh air… I slipped on a tiny black triangle bikini and wrapped myself in a silk Armani robe. Jenna emerged from the bedroom in a…
The best friend and the boyfriend We met on the first day of seventh grade in the girl’s washroom. She told me she liked my headband and asked me where it was from. I gave her the name of the store, a snobbish little girl look through the bathroom mirror, and walked out through the…
I held the glass of tequila in my hands, often bringing it up to my lips getting little sips, just to keep the burn there. The boy next to me kept eyeing me. He was probably twenty-five. Or, as my friend would say, twenty-fine. He had short brown hair and bright blue eyes. He ordered…
How on earth do I describe Mark? He had to be one of the strangest yet most interesting guys I ever dated if you could call what we did date. All he wanted to do was hang out and party. Never wanted to go anywhere or do anything except party. Mark was a tall red…
About a year ago my sister got a divorce. She has an all too common story: A beautiful high school cheerleader meets a handsome jock. They got married “because they had to.” Then 4 or 5 years later he left her for someone else. Like many women, to help improve her image of herself after…
Tiffany was just for all general purposes your ordinary average teenage girl. She went to school, got good grades, liked hanging out at the mall on weekends, and was a fan of those dumb vampire movies. Often times she would put a streak of color in her hair only to find out that she was…
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I had a lot of things to do. Appoitments in the afternoon, papers to sign, a litterbox to change. But I found myself too tired and too lazy to do anything; instead, I sat on the couch, stroking my cat’s back slowly. I was bored, so I rubbed my crotch. Mittens, my cat, watched me, half-asleep….