1. Hot Box Chapter 4, So That’s What It’s For


    Date: 11/5/2017, Categories: Fiction, Male/Female, Romance, Toys, Author: 1MTNMN45, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    Hot Box Chapter 4, So That’s What It’s For Fiction, Romance, Male/Female, Adventure There was no two ways about it, we were stuck; and not by just a little bit. We were stuck and fucked. My idea of hiding in the catacombs seemed like a great plan at its conception, but now, as we stood at the end of the pitch black tunnel with 4 or 5 bandits rummaging around outside, maybe this was not as great an idea as I first had thought. Mandy was hunkered down in a little ball right behind one of the big pieces of rock that used to make up the ceiling. She looked terrified. “Are you ok sweetie,” I asked as I moved next to her and took her hands in mine. Her whole body was trembling as I crouched down next to her. “What do you think they want,” she whispered as she strained to hear what was going on outside the hole. “My guess is that they are looking to rob us,” I said as I moved her back away from the entrance and the pile of debris that was our only cover. I decided not to tell Mandy what would most likely happen to her if they found a vulnerable white female out here in the jungle. Just the thought of it would terrify her to the point of hysteria, and that would make my job of keeping us both alive considerably more difficult. Outside the sounds of men’s feet stomping on the ground and the echo of their voices grew louder and louder. They were right on top of us and we had nowhere to go. It kind of reminded me of the first Christmas I spent with Mandy and her family. Only on that ...
    occasion I was the one who was shaking in my shoes. ********************************************** It was the Christmas of our sophomore year and the first real trip we had taken together as a couple. Mandy had managed to persuade me to go with her to her parents’ house for Christmas and a few days away from the school. At first I figured this would be no big deal other than the initial meeting of the parents, but as we stood on the front porch of her parents’ home I began wondering just what I had got myself in to. The family homestead was in a beautiful section of Randolph Vermont that looked like it had just fallen out of a Norman Rockwell painting. As we approached the house it became very evident that Mandy came from a family of substantial means. (By that I mean money) Sitting on what I guessed was about 2 or 3 acres of land the 2 story house rose up like a monument between some tall pines and the hibernating hardwoods. From the very first glance I was guessing at least 4 or 5 bedrooms with what looked like several out buildings. All in all it was probably in the neighborhood of 2 or 3 million dollars of real estate. “Quit fidgeting,” Mandy said as she hit the button for the doorbell, “You’ll be just fine.” “That’s easy for you to say,” I responded as I straightened out my tie and made sure my coat wasn’t too badly wrinkled. “These people know you. I’m the new comer here.” “Well at least you don’t have cum running down your legs,” Mandy said just before the door opened. ...
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