Sudden Sex: 69 Sultry Short Stories

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Abbey couldn’t help but glance down at her dads crotch again as he turned, she could still see the bulge. A cold shiver of excitement rushed through her and she felt a small warmth spread to her pussy. This reaction confused her, but also excited her. We have combed the web for the very best Live Sex Cams with sexy babes going 1 on 1 with you. Right now. Live and horny.

Then she started walking around target, with her penis out, openly stroking it. A lot of people saw her do it and if I’m being honest, it excited me. She closed her eyes and tried to recall how it felt when her father grabbed her ass. As much as she almost screamed, it did give her a thrill when she realised it was her Dad. There is absolutely no build-up to a lot of these stories. And if it is there, usually it is just a few sentences introducing the narrator and other parties that are part of the story, which is typical considering that these stories are more confessional-focused. It helps because you are almost always thrown into the middle of the action. Meaning you don’t have to waste time reading about the author’s opinions on the characters and so on. Night …” John replied a little sheepishly, he closed his eyes, wondering what dreams awaited, and how he would face his daughter tomorrow.I believe it was fate that we met that day I found her sobbing in the classroom, okay so she was too young when we started having sex but it happened, and it happened for a reason. John closed the bedroom door quietly, his mind reeled with the alcohol and the event in the kitchen. Was his daughter going to be using that carrot to masturbate with? I woke up a few hours later because Hannah had come in to my bedroom and she was pushing on my arm to get my attention, “What – what – what is it – are you alright?” I asked, still half asleep. I looked around to see if anybody was nearby, and she said, “don’t worry about somebody seeing you, just take it out.” I investigated and found a girl curled up in the corner behind a book case, her name was Hannah and she was in tears, I asked her what was wrong and she told me the other kids kept making fun of her because of how dirty and old her clothes were and that they said she smells like a tramp.

I woke up again soon afterwards and found Hannah had rolled over towards me and her right arm was across my chest and her right leg was across my waist and she had her head laid under my armpit. Alright, alright. Come on darling, don’t cry.” I said, giving her the comfort she clearly needed, “Do you want to stay here tonight?” I asked. Then, while looking me right in the eye, she reached down, took the hem of her skirt and pulled it up. Then she pulled the front of her panties down, and out popped a penis. I stood there looking at her penis, which was much bigger than mine, and could not believe that she was not a woman. I had no idea. She was definitely one of the prettiest girls I’ve ever dated. She had small A cup breasts, which I love little titties, and a perfect hourglass body, with what you would call an onion ass. If you’ve never heard of that expression before, an onion ass is an ass so perfect, it makes you cry just to look at it.

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She imagined him clamping a big strong hand over her mouth so that her little gasps didn’t wake Mom. John quietly crept out of bed and went into the en-suite bathroom. He closed the door quietly and stood at the basin. We spent the next few hours having fun and a good laugh, we played card games but it was just kid stuff like Snap and Go-Fish, it was so lovely seeing Hannah having fun and smiling again.

I was in the driver’s seat, and Jenny was leaning over the center console, her head bobbing up and down on my penis. Her penis was in full view. Suddenly an old lady was standing next to the car, watching me get a blowjob by a girl with a penis. Abbey looked down at her fathers groin then looked away blushing, she could see there was a bulge there she had never seen before. We became close friends over the next few months and she kept coming over to my house, in the mornings before school so she could get a shower and I’d make her some breakfast, and I made sure she had something to eat after school as well, I was happy to do it because she was a lovely girl and deserved better.After out fiftieth game of Snap, it was later and I was tired, “That’s me done. Time for bed I think.” I said, we put the cards away and I made up the sofa for her to sleep on, we said our good nights and I switched out the light as I headed out of the room. She couldn’t believe she was having these thoughts, sure, she had now and then looked at her Daddy differently sometimes now she was growing but never seriously, she loved her Daddy and had noticed she got a lot less cuddles and kisses than she used to get, this did make her feel a little sad but she understood why. Every story has a title (obviously) and the number of comments, rating, date posted, relevant hashtags, byline, and the word count. That last bit is extremely important, as it allows you to focus on only short or long stories. For instance, if you want to read stories that are less than 1000-words, this is how you filter the content. The old lady started clapping again, and said “thank you very much. You have no idea how much I enjoyed your show.” Then she resumed her way to Target. Is was about a year later when she got pregnant but she didn’t tell anyone I was the father, and her parents didn’t really give a shit anyway, when she was 16 we moved in together and when she was 18 we got married and are still married to this day and we have three beautiful children together.