1. Riley on her Pallet


    Date: 12/21/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: daddynala, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    she’d drank, but couldn’t remember beyond the first three. Melissa Whittle had been at that party though, and Riley was pretty sure Bill was keeping more than just an eye on that slut’s ass. Her and Melissa had kept a wary distance from each other so far all year, even though they were both co-captains of the cheerleading squad, and Riley wasn’t about to lose what she and Bill had together just as their senior graduation plans started to come together. She bit her lip, thought of his hands running down her back and settling on her ass, squeezing and pulling her up, up, up, till she stood on her tiptoes and felt his ragged fingernails dig into her flesh. Ah, he should have come home with her, she thought, running her hand down inside her shorts and feeling the slippery wet between her legs. She let the finger flick her clit until she shivered and then slide inside her pussy. Her labia were so sensitive in the mornings lately, the fabric of her underwear waking her up sometimes like thorns brushing against rose petals, like busy little fingernails on a fleshy engorged chalkboard. Her breathing hitched in her throat and she felt the hangover loosening its vice grip on her head. She flicked her cigarette out the open screen door, the green eyes of a big tabby cat sitting on the ledge of the window widening as the butt flew past its head. A white goat, little as a chicken, wandered into view in the doorway in the yard and sniffed the smoking butt on the ground. It pawed it once ...
    and tossed its head and dashed off into the bushes. Riley grabbed her left breast in her hand, pinching the nipple and pulling it hard with her fingertips. She lay back down on the pallet and spread her legs wide, pulling her shorts to the side and digging her other hand inside herself until the juices squished out and made a little rivulet down her inner thigh. Frantic now, pulling her breast and moaning with a low growl, she masturbated until she felt the orgasm rise up in her like the yells and screams of the crowd at the bonfire last night. She thought of them all running around in a circle. She was lying in the middle, lying in the dirt naked, everyone looking and laughing at her and pointing at her, some with their mouths open in shock, some of the girls reaching inside their own shorts to finger themselves and splay their legs wide and squat down to watch her play with herself. And then suddenly, there was Bill, towering over her, naked and oiled and covered in sweat, grabbing her by the ankles and putting her legs up on his rocky shoulders, driving his mighty dumb ass cock inside her up to the hilt, just like he’d done before, his goofy beautiful boy face grinning down at her and his mouth rounding off into that ecstatic “O” as he reached orgasm, a sudden shocked look in his eyes as he came, the look that always made her smile. Riley gasped and felt the waves of the orgasm ripple through her. She arched her back and pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them to ...
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