Britney Spears Fucked
Sexy Britney gets drink at the bar and then fucks with Kevin
Britney Spears Fucked
Britney Spears Fucked
Sexy Britney gets drink at the bar and then fucks with Kevin
over yet; Brandi was straddling my body as I came to she
leaned over and said, ” How’d you like the sample, Wimp face,
I told you you weren’t man enough to take what I have. This
is mutual submission remember and I’m not through with you
yet. I plan on knocking you out several times before I allow
you to concede to me and become my slave. Now put your hand
on my calf muscle, it’s going to put you out next. It’s so
big that I have trouble getting pants to fit. Hard aren’t
Before I could respond she stepped forward and placed my neck
between her calves. All she seemed to do was to raise up on
her toes and the pain started immediately. She lowered
herself back down and began doing toe raises; with each flex
of her calves my neck seemed to get weaker and weaker. After
about 50 toe raises she stayed on her toes and began to shake
her hips from side to side. This not only increased the
pressure on my neck; but watching her boobs swing and her
laughter had me feeling dizzy.
He was barely conscious at this point but he managed to say
what she wanted to hear. At this point Jane slacked off on
the pressure for a second and then suddenly poured the power
into the hold. He went out like someone had hit him with a
hammer. She spread her legs and he dropped face first into
the floor, giving him a bloody nose. Jane effortlessly
lifted him up and carried him off to the side, where she sat
him in a chair. She walked back out to the center of the room
and flexed her powerful muscles one more time for the stunned
pledge class. She allowed each one of us to feel her arms and
leg muscles as she walked down the line.
Sinful Paris and Lindsay
Both Paris and Lindsay have a lot in common: they both love to party and they both secretly like to eat pussy. Their lives are constantly in front of the camera but when they finally have some alone time, they explore their bisexual sides together and help each other to release some tension but fingering and licking each others pussies to the point of orgasm. These starlets do everything from sit on each others faces to some hardcore 69’ing action! They’ll grab, rub, suck, lick and finger each other to the point of sexual exhaustion.
Keira Knightley Fucking Naked
Keira Knightley’s finds herself in the middle of a fantasy come true. She gets seduced by her two horny movie co-stars and they get her to expand her sexual desires as they spread her legs and take turns licking and sucking her craving cunt. Watch as she goes down on her co-worker turned lover, while she gets rammed from behind in some hot threesome action on sandy shores. She finds that her craving for cock has hightened and ends up getting double peneterated by mysterious creaters of the sea!
All I wanted was a nice, safe, monogomous relationship.
Of course in high school I was a simple guy, a bit different from the rest of
the people where I grew up. I had a direction and a purpose; where most kids
were interested in going to parties and getting drunk (and maybe a peek if they
were lucky), I wanted to study and make something of myself.
You know the kind. Poor white trash tring to make something of himself; the
kid in the corner with the glasses held together by tape, calculator in hand.
If this were an earlier age, he’d be trying to read the little black numbers
off the slipstick; maybe in the future it’s a laptop with holograms projecting
out of it’s surface. Continue reading Sex Story To Arouse You
Tara Reid and Paris Hilton
Once again, Paris is looking for more than just the usual party scene! She hooks up with her friend Tara Reid at a nightclub and gets the drunken starlet to join her in some hot threesome action with her guy friend. Paris lends a helping hand and assists the guys hardon into her juicy mouth for a good blowjob. They take turns jumping on and off of the ready to fuck cock and letting each other share in the pleasure of fucking the same cock. When the girls are done pleasing his fuck stick, he gives both of the girls a nice facial!
Pop star princess Britney Spears may be the all American dream girl but she’ll show you her nasty side! Watch her tits seemingly pop out of her tight fitting short top as she pulls it over her head and exposes her supple fleshy mountains. This pop diva is craving a good hard fuck session and begs her guy to give her pussy a pounding that will leave her vagina raw and satisfied. She gets fucked doggystyle in both her pussy and then her tight virgin asshole before getting a nice creamy facial at the end!
Luscious Angelina Jolie puts her dominating ways to good use. She makes her lover sit in a chair and ties his hands, making him vulnerable for her every desire. She starts off by getting her thick and plump lips nice and moist before taking his cock into her mouth. As she prepares his cock by giving him a blowjob that he’s bound to never forget, she stands up and straddles him, right before sitting on his now throbbing hard cock. With a ball gag in his mouth, he can only let out pleasurable moans as Angelina rides him to ecstacy.
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A Wedding Day
Pete was a gorgeous guy who had his pick of women. I fact, he
usually picked more than one of them. This may not seem like a problem to
some, but I’m sure his wife wouldn’t have been to happy to find out. as
for me, I was more limited in opportunities. But I knew I would never
have to worry about ‘picking’ again was I was soon to have my own wife.
Her name was Michelle, and with an unlimited pick of women, I
would have chose her. She was beautiful, soft, and sexy. I wondered how I
had landed a girl whose medium-length blonde hair glowed in the sun,
whose face captivated the eyes of every man who beheld it, whose breasts
turned heads with their side-to-side bobbing as she walked. She was
incredible, and soon to be my wife.
Michelle had told me something of Pete, and the only time they
had ever met. It was at a party, and Michelle told me she knew the
instant she saw him she was going to fuck him. (This was when we first
met, before we started dating. I don’t think I could have handled this
after I fell in love with her.)
“I wasn’t the prettiest girl there.” she had explained to me.
“So I knew I would have to be the most aggressive.” I don’t think any man
could resist her aggression.
Michelle continued. “I went into the bathroom, and was going to
tell Carry (her best friend) about him. Her first words were ‘Oh my God!
Did you see that babe!’ My answer was ‘Hell Yes! Oh how I want to fuck
him!” Carry smiled at me and told me she saw him looking at me, or more
specifically, my breasts.”
At this point, I too looked at her tits. She caught me. “It’s Ok.
I know I have large breasts. Anyway, in the bathroom I undid the top
buttons on my blouse, to show off some cleavage. I had to redo the last
one because my bra was showing. Carry stopped me. ‘Take off the bra,
Michelle.’ I paused, then agreed. I was sooo excited I might have gone
out there topless. I took off my shirt and bra, noticed Carry staring at
my chest jealously, then put my shirt back on. I only buttoned just more
than half of the buttons. I practiced my leans, knowing what move would
hide my assets, what moves would create cleavage down past my breasts,
and what lean-overs would grant Pete a perfect view of my breasts,
nipples and all. I then went to conquer.”
She went on. “I don’t think Pete looked at another girl the rest
of the night. Then again, he didn’t look at MY face much, either. We
played cards with some other people, and slowly the crowd dissipated.
Soon we were playing Blackjack, just the two of us. We were playing for
fun, but I knew everytime I leaned over the table to pick up the cards,
he was having some EXTRA fun. I started losing, badly. He joked about
needing someone good to play with. I offered to raise the stakes. He
asked how. I said, name his stakes. He smiled, looked directly at my
rather uncovered breasts, and said, ‘They’ve been staring at me all night
long.’ Then he looked at me. ‘If you lose… I get to feel your breasts.
If you don’t accept my stakes, I’ll find someone else to play with.’ I
I listened to her tell me the story, my swelling cock telling me
how I could arrange such a game! Michelle continued. “He dealt me a 10. I
said ‘Hit.” He dealt me a 4. I said ‘Hit.” He dealt me a 6. I said ‘Hit.’
He dealt me a queen. I said ‘Feel.’ I ran my fingers down my breasts,
ready to open my blouse for him. The someone popped in the room and said,
‘Pete, your wife is on the phone.’ He looked very disappointed! So did I.
So DID I! I was gone before I came back.”
That’s where the story ended. I had forgotten about it quickly as
I fell deeply in love with Michelle. Her breasts were well worth Pete’s
attention, and I saw to it they didn’t go neglected. But she was so much
more than her tits. She was funny, intelligent, and god, I loved her. I
never thought about Pete again, until two days before our wedding night.
He had called Michelle, and asked her for sex. He said He was sorry, and
that he was now divorced. He wanted to fuck her so bad that night and he
couldn’t bear the thought of her getting married without sucking her
awesome titties and feeling his cock in her warm wet cunt (his exact
words.) Naturally, I was pissed! But Michelle calmed me by saying she
told him NO! flat out. Since we were moving after the wedding, I figured
we wouldn’t hear from him again.
The wedding day came, and I was in heaven. Michelle was
absolutely radiant. Her gown was stunning, right down o the little peek
of cleavage. The day wizzed by in a blur, the only things I remembered
were saying “I do.”, kissing her deeply, and whispering into her ear,
“You are my life.” I didn’t notice the faces around us, or the trip in
the limo, or the reception dinner. I just thought about Michelle, how
much I loved her, and how I was going to make love to her as my WIFE for
the first time. I didn’t notice the DJ, didn’t notice the dancing, didn’t
notice Michelle leaving our table with an extremely attractive man…
Michelle stood in the hallway.
“I can’t. I CAN’T! I’m married now!”
“God, oh god I want to fuck you!”
“Pete, it’s not going to happen!”
“I want to rip that dress off of you. All I can see is your naked
body in my mind…”
“Shh! Quiet! I’m married, damn it! Don’t let people hear you say
things like that!”
“Fine!” Pete took her by the arm and led her into one of the
church’s rooms that was currently unused. He took her by the hands
inside, where she leaned against a desk.
“I want you Michelle. I know you want me, too. You were flashing
me your tits that entire god damned night! You were going to fuck me that
night, and you know it!”
“That was then Pete! That’s ancient history!”
“Say it, say you were going to fuck me!”
Pete leaned closer, and moved his hand to her right breast.
Michelle flinched, but didn’t move. “Say it”
She hesitated. He eyes looked down. “I was going to fuck you.”
He pressed against her, twirling his finger over the smooth curve
of her dress. “Then fuck me now, let me touch you, taste you, fill you.”
“No. It can’t happen. I don’t want it to happen.”
“Then why did you send me an invitation?”
Michelle turned her head away. She bit her lip. Pete began
stroking her hair with his right hand, and caressing her breast with his
left. He pressed his right leg in between hers.
“You want me, don’t you?” Pete said smiling. “It’s ok. It’s Ok..”
he cooed. “You want me…”
Michelle turned her head back to face him. Tears were streaming
down her eyes. She nodded.
“You never forgot me, did you?”
She shook her head.
Pete leaned her against the desk, then went to his knees. His
hands found their way under the wedding dress, and worked up her legs.
Michelle tilted her head back, her eyes till streaming. Pete lifted the
dress over her head, and began kissing the garter. He slid his tongue
underneath and around it. He clenched it with his teeth, pulling it
upward. He moved it up her thigh, pausing to kiss the soft flesh. Michele
began to moan softly, she wiped away her tears, and placed her arms on
Pete’s shoulders. Pete used his hand to slid the garter the rest of the
way. As it reached its apex, he pulled out from her dress. His hand moved
over, and began rubbing her cunt.
His other free hand pulled the dress up. Michele leaned back onto
the desk, her dress now above her waist. Her panties were now visible, as
was Pete’s hand pressing into the indentation of her cunt. The panties
were simply a piece of white, shimmering silk connected by thin silky
strands that tied at her hips.
“Uhhhh.” Michele moaned as his fingers pressed her clit through
the silk. “UHHH!” he pressed harder. He then reached behind her, seeking
the zipper of her dress. Michelle leaned forward, pressing her breasts
into him. She sought a kiss, but his head went past her. She sucked on
his ear instead. Pete found the zipper, and pulled it down. Michelle
pulled back, and wiggled her arms from the sleeves as Pete pulled the
fabric down. Here breasts bared themselves in one glorious movement. Her
dress was now completely around her waist, her tits still jiggling from
the motion, her cunt-soaked panties and length of her legs still visible.
Pete took what her could of her breasts into his hands. They seemed even
larger in the nude. He watched the shape change as he kneaded them. He
massaged them, caressed them, and sucked them as Michele’s eyes still
wept. Her cries were mixed with moans. Pete pinched and nibbled her erect
nipples as he slightly humped her.
“Do it. Do it!” She breathed.
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, just do it!”
Pete stepped back, and dropped his pants. As preparation, he wore
no underwear. “Oh God!” Michelle noticed his roughly 9 inch cock. Pete
pressed his cock against her panties, against the indentation of her
“Do it!” She cried again. Her tears were stronger now.
Pete smiled. “No. Undo your panties.”
“What? No. Just do it!” she wailed. Somehow, if HE fucked her, it
wouldn’t be as bad.
“Undo your panties.”
She hesitated, and again bit her lip. Pete pressed his cock
harder. Michele flat out started balling. The tears poured down her face
as she debated the situation. Once last chance to stop. One last chance
to honor her husband and their marriage. One last chance to fuck Pete.
She wept as her hands went to her waist, and untied the straps.
She lifted the silk from her cunt, and let it drop to the floor. Pete
pressed his cock against her bare opening.
“Do it!” She cried.
Pete took her hand, and placed it on his penis. “You do it.”
“Oh God!” She closed her eyes. The tears still crept out as Pete
grinned broadly. She couldn’t fight. No more resistence could enter her
mind. She moved her hand to the base of his cock, and at once tugged it
down and moved her hips upward.
“Ohh yeah!” Pete breathed. “Again”
Michelle repeated the procedure. “Ohhh!” replaced her cry.
Pete took over, and began pounding her cunt ferociously. They
moaned loudly together as he , still dressed in his tux minus the pants,
rammed his cock into her still wedding-clothed body. Her breasts bounced
with each thrust. He held her at the waist, and drove his penis into her
with force and speed.
The door opened.
Both of them looked towards the opening. A little boy stood in
“Oh No! Oh no! Stop! Stop Pete!”
“No way!” Pete’s body continued to pulse into her. “I’m fucking
you. I’m FUCKING you!” His penis continued to slide in and out of her,
glistening with her juice.
Michelle continued to moan, and couldn’t bring herself to stop
either. She should have wondered who the boy was. Would he tell? But all
she could think of was Pete’s cock in her cunt, filling and satisfying
her. She knew she was going to fuck him. She had always wished she had
stayed that night. He was SO hot! Whether he had a wife or not, she had
to fuck him. Whether she was a wife or not, she had to fuck him.
As his body flinched and his penis released its semen, she knew
she had. They humped a little more. The boy was still watching. She
pulled Pete close, trying to kiss him. But he moved his mouth to her left
nipple. She wanted an orgasm. She fucked him, and now had his cum
dripping from her cunt. She deserved an orgasm!
Pete stepped back. “I think I here them paging you!”
“Oh shit!” Michelle sat up, hurredly pulling her dress down. “Zip
Pete zipped her up, and she quickly ran out of the room.
I watched my bride come from the hallway. She seemed hurried, but
I wondered little of where she was. It was time for the garter toss. I
smiled as I planned to sneak that thing up to her crotch. She let me pick
out the wedding night panties. I wanted a preview!
Michelle seemed dazed as the DJ pulled out a chair and sat her in
it. The music started, and she seemed really nervous! She must have
thought I would really embarrass her!
“Let’s not do this now!” She whispered to me as I kissed her.
“It will be ok.” I said, and went to the floor.
I lifted up her dress, enough to show on camera, but not to
reveal too much. Wait… where’s the garter?
I had hiked the dress up quite aways. No garter. I looked towards
Michelle, but the dress blocked my view of her face. I lowered it some,
realizing she must have it ‘too high’ for the world to see. The light was
dim, but I could clearly see her thigh under the fabric. I moved my head
up. No garter…
Confusion set in. Then horror. There, dripping from her precious,
beautiful, tight, wonderful cunt… was cum.
Cum. It could only be cum… it could only be sperm. I pulled my
head instantly out of her dress and looked at her. She was crying.
“Where’s the garter?’ someone yelled.
I looked around in a panic. I saw a little boy hold up the
“Here it is! There was a man on her and they were naked.”
A hush fell over the guests. The boy held out his other hand. “Do
you need these, too?”
I could see how wet they were from here. Gasps and whispers rose
from the crowd.
Michelle buried her face in her hands, sobbing.
I stood up, looked at no one, and walked to the guest book. No
one said a word as I flipped through the pages. No one said a word as I
left the church.
If there is one image burnt in my memory besides my wife’s
cum-dripping pussy, it is the last page I saw that night. The page that
bore the name Pete.
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