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Clearing Up Confusion 2
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Night Stands Clearing Up Confusion 3
As the bartender slid another Old Fashioned towards me, I noticed my phone blinking at me. When I unlocked it and opened my messaging app, I was greeted with a smirking picture of Meredith, her ample bosom fully exposed, nipples erect, with a bottle of Champagne nestled in between them. I coughed and sputtered, droplets of cocktail spraying slightly onto my phone."Whoa! Excuse me!" I said, my eyes widening and blinking rapidly.."Some sort of emergency?" Tim asked."No," I said. "It's my girlfriend. She's...." I pursed my lips together, considering further. "She's clearly having a good time tonight. She's trying to get me into trouble.""You don't seem to be the type to get into trouble," Tim said."Oh really?" I asked. "I might surprise you with how much trouble I've gotten myself into in the past."I saw the light on my phone blinking again and shoved my phone into my purse."Don't let me keep you here if your friend needs you," Tim said apologetically."Oh, no. She doesn't need me
Night Stands Clearing Up Confusion 4
I pulled away briefly and tugged off my blouse and quickly shrugged out of my bra. Tim's eyes widened as he took in the sight. I sat up straight and arched my back, and pulled his head down to the fullness of my left breast. He lightly ran his tongue over my nipple and then gently sucked on it. I pulled his head down into my breast and moaned as he continued his attention."Harder," I moaned. I felt a jolt of pleasure radiate into my body as he nibbled in response to my command."Please," I said. "Harder." His deep breathing momentarily paused and I soon felt more of a pinch. I squealed in pleasure, arching my back further. I nestled down further on the couch and pulled him towards me, my own hand running across his chest and over his pants. He was rock-hard and I traced the outline of his cock and stroked him through his pants, all while guiding his hand to my other breast. Soon, through the ministrations of his mouth and his hands on my breasts, it was all too easy for me to lose my
Night Stands She Wants It Rough 1
I met her online, on some dating site. I can't remember which one exactly, I have so many on my phone, and this was sometime ago when I first returned to the country. We added each other on a few social medias, Snapchat, kik, and instagram. What initially attracted me to her, was her long blonde hair, her big eyes that her makeup just made pop, and her very impressive deep cleavage. We chatted a little bit here and there, and eventually talked more. She loved sex, was very open about it, and enjoyed talking about it. I'm the exact same way, and it's gotten me into trouble a few times. So talking to someone with the same openness is always welcomed. She revealed to me that want really gets her off is to be roughed up, commanded, and be called names. Rough sex was something I took too quite quickly. I felt pretty confident that telling her about my experience doing some pornos, and showing her a clip would get her interested me. She liked what she saw, and we kept talking and decided to
Night Stands She Wants It Rough 2
I smiled, and asked "What are you giggling about?"."Oh...I'm just remembered all of those guys blatantly staring at my tits back at the bar." She answered."Well, I think now seems like a good time." I thought to myself.I walked up to her, and didn't stop walking pushing her up against a wall.She looked me in the eyes and said "Ooo, I like this!"I brought my hand up to her neck getting a solid grip and in an angered tone said to her, "Oh do? Do you fucking this?" I tightened my grip around her neck, "You like to dress like a fucking slut, and tease men huh?"She looked at me with a panicked look in her eyes, most likely from my very abrupt change in tone and mood."I asked you a question, you fucking slut! You fucking answer me when I'm talking to you! Do you like showing off your fucking tits and ass, and flirting with men giving them false hope?" I demanded from her raising my voice.She nodded and eased my grip from around her neck long enough for her to gasp and reply with a s
Night Stands She Wants It Rough 3
She didn't say anything, she just looked up at me, smiled, and closed her eyes and she kept going. I slapped her in the face "WHORE! I didn't fucking tell you to touch yourself! Take your fucking fingers out of you now!" She pouted and reluctantly did."Now grab your fucking tits, push them together around my cock, you're going to make me cum with those big, fat, slutty cow udders of yours!" I instructed her. I was close to cumming, so I knew I wouldn't last long between those beautiful tits. She kneeled there rocking back and forth in front of me, fucking me with her tits."Ugh...big titted fucking cow!" I groaned as I pulled away from her, grabbing my cock and jerking myself onto her face and tits. Rope after rope streaked her face, and covered her tits.What a fucking mess! Her face red, her face stained with her makeup, her hair everywhere, covered in my cum, and her own saliva. We were far from done yet though.I grabbed her by the back of her head, and she instinctively took me
Night Stands The Compartments 1
Ships, particularly warships, have watertight compartments to stop internal flooding from torpedoes, bombs, or other hull damage to the ship. Sailors slam the heavy steel doors (hatches) shut and seal them tight, also known as dogging the hatches. This keeps the ship afloat during times of crisis.Military people, particularly those who have seen combat, also have compartments. When you’re flying off of your leader’s wing (who is also your best friend) and he gets blown out of the sky and you can’t do a damn thing about it, you have to lock all that in a compartment or you will be dead, too. When it comes time to bring your fighter back on board a carrier, the only thing that is on your mind better be landing the plane. Everything else needs to be locked away in its compartment. One moment of worrying about something else will land you on the blunt end of the boat instead of the carrier deck.You can’t let shit leak out of your compartments into the others, or your ship might founder
Night Stands The Compartments 2
I went to the pro shop to see about renting some clubs and getting a few holes in. The pro shop was open, but I couldn’t find anyone. Nobody seemed to be playing, either. I walked around back, there’s always an “around back” where they usually have a shed with all the lawn equipment. Sure enough, I saw some movement behind some equipment.“Hey, buddy!” I called out. “Anyone running the pro shop today?”A loud crashing noise was the only response for a few moments. Then a head popped out, a female head. A lovely female head. Followed by a female body encased in dirty coveralls.“Well, sir. I ain’t your buddy, at least not yet. And we’re closed today. Pipes busted and half the course is flooded.”We stood there looking at each other for a few moments. I understood the social conventions, and I knew it was my turn to speak. I also knew how to be witty and charming. But all those powers seemed to have escaped my brain. You see, she just stood there in dirty coveralls, her wild red hair re
Night Stands The Compartments 3
We sweated in the lowering sun, the temp barely dropping. Maggie barely got dirty, but I was glad I took off my good clothes as they would've been ruined. Finally, we got to where we thought we were good and tied the rope from the tractor back to the mower.“I’ll start the mower, and give you a head nod when I’m ready. Go slow and steady. Something goes wrong. Just stop and we will dig more.”I got behind the Locke and fired it up, letting it run for about a minute to make sure it was good to go. Finally, I looked up and gave Maggie the nod. I let out the clutch at the same time as she did in her tractor, but I had a little too much gas on.The drive wheels on the Locke spun, covering me head to toe in black and red mud. The tractor pulled the Locke forward and it was now out of the deep mud and running by itself. I scrambled to catch it and managed to get it in neutral when I slipped again, and again. Maggie pulled the mower a good hundred yards onto firm ground before shutting the t
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