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[Story] A LAP DANCE TO COLLEGE

My husband, my son, and I spent the entire morning packing our Eldorado sedan. The trunk was so full that all three of us had to sit on the hood to close it. Now we were leaning against the car, taking a breather.

“Hot day!” I said, wiping the sweat from my brow with a sleeve.

“Going passed 90 they announced on the radio this morning,” my husband said. “Record for late August.”

My son jumped up. “Oh I forgot something!” He ran back in the house.

A few moments later, I heard him stomp down the stairs.

“Where are you going to put that?” my husband asked

I turned and s... Continue»
Posted by gag9gag 1 year ago  |  3

[Story] GROPED

The brushed steel doors swish open and you try to push into the crowded subway car. No one moves, so you push harder. Refusing to give up their positions on the doors, the two women on the right and left turn their backs on you. A two-toned, warning chime rings. Fortunately, before the doors close, someone shoves you from behind, a palm pressed against your spine, forcing you into the car. The doors snap closed.
The passengers part momentarily to give you room, then gather tightly around you. Soft and firm, bodies press against you from every direction. A mix of fresh soap and perfumes fi... Continue»
Posted by gag9gag 2 years ago  |  7

[Story] THE FRIGID WIFE AND THE BULGING GUEST

My wife, Jennifer, has such a big cunt that you could drive a fire truck through it and she wouldn't feel a thing. Well, I’m exaggerating a bit, but it is quite huge — flaps the size of pancakes and a thumb-sized clit. It's a strange sight on such a slender woman. Kind of monstrous. At first I was disgusted, now I just avoid looking.
We were high school sweethearts and went to the prom together. Both virgins (at least she was) on our wedding night, I could barely feel her and I'm bigger than average. Eventually she dried up and went to the bathroom. Upon returning, she gave me a quick hand ... Continue»
Posted by gag9gag 2 years ago  |  8

[Story] MY BITCH

Her fingers touched mine as she removed my empty, soup bowl. Her skin was soft, warm to the touch, almost hot. I looked up at her but she had already turned and was heading to the kitchen.
That was the second time she had touched me. After appetizers, she had reached around my shoulder to slide away an empty plate. The knuckle of her thumb grazed my wrist.
"Excuse me," she whispered, her minty breath tickling my ear.
I flinched back to give her room. I couldn't tell if she had touched me purposely. Aloof as a cat, almost frigid towards me, she betrayed not the slightest sign of bein... Continue»
Posted by gag9gag 2 years ago  |  4
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