Hot Box Chapter 4, So That’s What It’s For - Sex Stories

Sex Stories, Erotic Stories, Porn Stories, XNXX Stories, Adult Stories, XXX Stories

Sex Stories Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Cum Swallowing, Fantasy, Incest, Hardcore, First Time, Dark Fantasy, Young, Group Sex, True Story, Romance, Masturbation, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Teen, Erotica, Lesbian, Mature, Bi-sexual, BDSM, Exhibitionism, Virginity, Taboo, Humiliation, Female/Female, Cheating, Reluctance, Male/Teen Female, Rape, Threesome, Bondage and restriction, Gay, School, Voyeurism, Non-consensual sex, Cruelty, Love Poems, Violence, Teen Male / Female, Ass to mouth, Coercion, Wife, Male / Females, Job/Place-of-work,
Best Porn Sites

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

talking and laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world. Boy was that about to change! I stopped Mandy in the middle of the tunnel about 50 feet away from the big pile of debris. I figured that was a good safe distance for her. I walked right up to the debris pile and got the flask ready. My heart was beating so hard I almost couldn’t function as I raised my lighter and gave Mandy one last look. It was go time. I lit the wick and gave Mandy the quick thumbs up. With the diaphragm in her mouth and her hands cupped over it, Mandy blew as hard as she could. The sound that came from down the tunnel sounded like a cross between a woman’s scream and some unearthly wail that resonated with this weird reverberation from the tunnel. Outside I could hear the voices of the men suddenly stop as they all heard the freaky sound. At that exact moment I spun around and threw the flask with the lit fuse up at the bottom of the brush pile as hard as I could. The throw had to be that one in one hundred million because it went straight through the leaves without hitting a thing, leaving a perfectly round hole where it had exited the underworld and sailed out into the open space above at an almost straight up angle. I froze in place as I did not hear a thing. I spun around quickly to see Mandy looking at me from the darkness with a look of utter astonishment on her face. There was no way that could have happened. “Sum bitch,” I said quietly as looked up with my mouth hanging open. In a ... way it was a good thing that the flask did not burst on the underside of the brush pile like I had planned, because it made it high up into the air without a one of the banditos seeing it. And, being the educated man that I am I should have remembered Newton’s law. What goes up must come down. I managed to hear one of the men say something just before the bright orange fireball roared over the top of the brush pile and the thunderous explosion echoed through the valley. “Do it again!” I hollered to Mandy as I moved back away from the hole overhead. Mandy blew against the diaphragm in her mouth again, repeating the unearthly sound as I could plainly hear panicked yells and hollers from above. I could only imagine what was going on out there as the flames slowly began to burn away the brush that was covering the opening. “We’re in it now,” I said as I pulled the machete out of its sheath and prepared to fight. Mandy and I stood in silence and watched as the flames over the entrance grew in intensity. “Do you feel that?” Mandy said as she held her hand out and turned slightly to the side. I paused for a moment and turned on my senses, giving myself the chance to recalibrate to our surroundings. It only took a moment for me to feel what Mandy had felt. “That’s a draft,” I said as I turned and looked up the dark passage with Mandy. “Hurry up,” she said as she spit her diaphragm out and headed up the passage with her flashlight waving back and forth erratically. “We need to find out ...