Ballet Shoes Noel Streatfield
You lean to kiss me and thank me for your present, and as we are kissing, I reach behind you and turn on the butterfly on its lowest setting.
"Dave, you're the best. You're the best, god that was good," she said.
I got to her house about 3:00 and knocked on the door. She opened the door and my heart just about burst out of my throat. She was dressed in these tight shorts. Short shorts, and a t-shirt. I could tell right away she wasn't wearing a bra cause her nipples were sticking out in a very obvious way. She invited me in and apologized for the lack of air-conditioning as it had gone out a few days earlier and the guy hadn't come to fix it yet. She showed me to her office where her computer was and explained her problem. She was having intermittent problems connecting to the internet and sometimes couldn't connect to some of the websites she was working on. She said to make myself at home and excused herself saying she had some laundry she needed to finish up. She said she would be back in about an hour.
"NO PARTIES" the voice was the unmistakable screech of my mother. They were going away for the weekend, the house to myself and although I always made out to have a life, I never really did. I was 18 young and ready for anything or so I thought but in reality I didn't know what I was doing.
And with Doreen, the apple of beauty didn't fall far off the family tree. Doreen had the same long, sandy blonde hair as her Mother to go with the exact same seemingly fluid frame as Gloria. Even though she was still a teenager, Doreen was already a full inch or two taller than her Mother as well.
"They are," I said, pulling up my skirt "Look!"
The sensation of my cum drying on my softening cock fills my attention. The jizz on my cheek slowly slides down my face and runs onto my neck tickling my skin as it goes. It's probably ten minutes before my cock has shrunken as much as it will, cocooned in a shell of dried, crusting semen. Pure contentment.
"What are you?" she asked. "A slut," I replied. Whack! "What else?" "A cunt, a bitch, a slave." Whack! "Whom do you serve?" "You." Whack! "Whom?" "You." Whack! "Again!" "You, you, you!." Whack! Whack! Whack! "Shall I call Mia to fuck you?" I hesitated. Whack! Whack! Whack! "No, Mistress, no!" "I didn't hear you." "NO!" Whack! "NO!" Whack! "NO NO NO NO NO!" Whack! Whack! Whack!
I remain wide-eyed, kneeling under my desk as Shannon stands up and runs to open the door. I can hear both dumb blonds giggle themselves silly as they relock the door and head back to me.
"Good slut" Sean moaned out, "I can taste him on your breath". He grabbed my ass with both hands and forced me down harder onto his cock, spreading my ass cheeks apart so he could slide a finger down through and tease my asshole with it. When he did this he made me want his cock in my ass, something I almost never wanted. I stood up and turned around shaking my ass at him, then bent over and let him see my cunt and ass soaked with my cum.
"They fucked off home."
I smiled, taking her hand and kissed her on the lips.
"Your blood smells so yummy. Give me just a lick, " the Beast hissed as he leapt over the bed in a savage leap at Little Red Ridinghood. But she was hardly the victim that he dreamed of all morning. Her cloak had been long since throw off to give further flexion to her adrenaline fed limbs and the basket of fruits, jellies and cakes scattered about the room as she flashed the long blade out to greet the wolf. The nefarious nosferatu grew a deep, red gash along his flank and he pulled back to take another look at his would be meal.
I turned into the correct row, scanning the shelves for the right number. I finally found it on the bottom shelf and bent from the waist to get it. As I did, I was conscious of how I just might be exposing myself. I gave a quick look over both shoulders as I came up again. Still alone.
Ben started to question her, maybe protest, but she looked up into his eyes and the look there kept him silent.
"Dave, you're the best. You're the best, god that was good," she said.
I got to her house about 3:00 and knocked on the door. She opened the door and my heart just about burst out of my throat. She was dressed in these tight shorts. Short shorts, and a t-shirt. I could tell right away she wasn't wearing a bra cause her nipples were sticking out in a very obvious way. She invited me in and apologized for the lack of air-conditioning as it had gone out a few days earlier and the guy hadn't come to fix it yet. She showed me to her office where her computer was and explained her problem. She was having intermittent problems connecting to the internet and sometimes couldn't connect to some of the websites she was working on. She said to make myself at home and excused herself saying she had some laundry she needed to finish up. She said she would be back in about an hour.
"NO PARTIES" the voice was the unmistakable screech of my mother. They were going away for the weekend, the house to myself and although I always made out to have a life, I never really did. I was 18 young and ready for anything or so I thought but in reality I didn't know what I was doing.
And with Doreen, the apple of beauty didn't fall far off the family tree. Doreen had the same long, sandy blonde hair as her Mother to go with the exact same seemingly fluid frame as Gloria. Even though she was still a teenager, Doreen was already a full inch or two taller than her Mother as well.
"They are," I said, pulling up my skirt "Look!"
The sensation of my cum drying on my softening cock fills my attention. The jizz on my cheek slowly slides down my face and runs onto my neck tickling my skin as it goes. It's probably ten minutes before my cock has shrunken as much as it will, cocooned in a shell of dried, crusting semen. Pure contentment.
"What are you?" she asked. "A slut," I replied. Whack! "What else?" "A cunt, a bitch, a slave." Whack! "Whom do you serve?" "You." Whack! "Whom?" "You." Whack! "Again!" "You, you, you!." Whack! Whack! Whack! "Shall I call Mia to fuck you?" I hesitated. Whack! Whack! Whack! "No, Mistress, no!" "I didn't hear you." "NO!" Whack! "NO!" Whack! "NO NO NO NO NO!" Whack! Whack! Whack!
I remain wide-eyed, kneeling under my desk as Shannon stands up and runs to open the door. I can hear both dumb blonds giggle themselves silly as they relock the door and head back to me.
"Good slut" Sean moaned out, "I can taste him on your breath". He grabbed my ass with both hands and forced me down harder onto his cock, spreading my ass cheeks apart so he could slide a finger down through and tease my asshole with it. When he did this he made me want his cock in my ass, something I almost never wanted. I stood up and turned around shaking my ass at him, then bent over and let him see my cunt and ass soaked with my cum.
"They fucked off home."
I smiled, taking her hand and kissed her on the lips.
"Your blood smells so yummy. Give me just a lick, " the Beast hissed as he leapt over the bed in a savage leap at Little Red Ridinghood. But she was hardly the victim that he dreamed of all morning. Her cloak had been long since throw off to give further flexion to her adrenaline fed limbs and the basket of fruits, jellies and cakes scattered about the room as she flashed the long blade out to greet the wolf. The nefarious nosferatu grew a deep, red gash along his flank and he pulled back to take another look at his would be meal.
I turned into the correct row, scanning the shelves for the right number. I finally found it on the bottom shelf and bent from the waist to get it. As I did, I was conscious of how I just might be exposing myself. I gave a quick look over both shoulders as I came up again. Still alone.
Ben started to question her, maybe protest, but she looked up into his eyes and the look there kept him silent.
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