1. Skittles


    Date: 8/14/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Author: sprite, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    down to nothing and planted her cootchie squarely in Olivia’s face, humping what I suspected was her tongue with playful squeals. Olivia didn’t seem to mind one bit, by the looks of things. “Concentrate on the ball, Chase,” Ivy tittered after watching me stand there and manage nothing more than to lick my lips and swallow uncomfortably. “Yeah, right,” I managed, having to take a moment to reach into my pants and adjust myself again. Not my finest hour, I have to admit. Still, I managed to get the ball through the first wicket. “Impressive.” I colored as Ivy ran her hand over my bulge, obviously not referring to my shot. “Yeah, well, I work out. What can I say.” “Consolation prize. If you lose, I’ll let Murial entertain you for the evening. Take the sting out of it.” Murial was, apparently, the fairy being vigorously licked in the middle of the lawn and making all sorts of enticing noises. “Not planning on losing this one,” I said moments before seeing my ball knocked out of play. Ivy, to her credit, didn’t say a word, although the smile she flashed me spoke volumes. Doing my best to ignore the obvious sounds of pleasure from the girls, I set up another ball, and, once again, put it through the wicket. “Watch,” Ivy said, eyes glittering with delight, breasts heaving slightly, her breathing suddenly rough. “Oh.” The word seemed to come from both girls simultaneously. I watched, transfixed, as a steam of clear gold liquid began running down Olivia’s chest, making a beeline for ...
    her vulnerably displayed pussy. From the sound she was making, she seemed to be doing her best to swallow as much as she could as Murial relaxed her bladder and filled her mouth with piss. Apparently, it was quite an orgasmic feeling, from the not quite human sounds she was making as she ground herself against Olivia’s face, her hand tangled in her hair, holding on for dear life as she shuddered and shook her way through unimaginable bliss. “I’m curious, Frank. If I just left you two alone out here, you and Olive-“ “Olivia. Her name’s Olivia.” Ivy shrugged, obviously nonplussed by my correction. “Olive, Olivia, makes no difference. She’s as bad as a nymph. She’d let you fuck that pretty little mouth of hers, Frank. She’d beg for it. Just think about it. Secured to the peg while you shove your thick cock into her wet little mouth, Murial’s piss and cum dripping down her chin, sucking you off until you shoot your load down her throat. It’s what she wants, too. Not to go back to her dreary life with her boring family and her stuck up sister. She’s engaged to marry some pimply boy with tons of money, Chase. She’s being sold off to the highest bidder so that she can die of boredom while popping heirs out of the tight little cunt of hers. Such a waste, wouldn’t you say?” “Yes,” the emerald eyed fairy cried out, her apple shaped ass shaking as she exploded in ecstasy. I swallowed, hard, unable to tear my eyes from the girls, eventually giving my head a shake and forcing myself to ...
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