July 29, 2025 • 29 mins
Charlotte and Riley read Reddit erotica! New episodes every Tuesday on Patreon.Story 1:Graduation Gift
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Welcome to our slash smut where we find the spiciest
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Speaker 2 (00:21):
Hey it's Charlotte. Hey, it's Riley, and we're back with
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And this first one comes from blood Moon Audios Underscore
(00:45):
twenty seven and it's called Graduation Gift and the tags
are male best friend, female best friend, bathroom sex, fingering,
doggie style, quickie, throat pie, spanking, goth girl, Cunnelingis you
are Julius? Okay? Today you have graduated high school at
the age of eighteen. You are standing in front of
a shining mirror, clad in a graduate's attire, washing your hands.
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The sweet smell of citrus washs through the shiny bathroom
light shines off the stainless porcelain of the urinals. Julius,
they must pay their janitors well at this campus. If
these bathrooms are this clean. The sound of a shrill,
high pitched whistle permeates the air, pulling you out of
your thoughts. You turn around to see a black haired,
bespeckled goth woman of average height with a slender build
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standing in the doorway. Behind her glasses are two brown
catlike eyes. Underneath them is a narrow nose and a
sly grin adorned with black lipstick. Julius, Michelle, you actually
showed up, Michelle. I said I would, didn't. I believe
it or not. I try to keep my promises. Julius,
Oh right, my bad, Michelle. So what brings you to
the men's bathroom? Michelle, I just got out of the
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bathroom myself, then I noticed you were in here. I
couldn't resist giving you a little scare for old time's sake. Julius. Humph, Yeah,
just like that one time you woke me up with
Ozzy Osbourne screaming all the board at the top of
his lungs. Oh my god, being woken up to crazy
train sounds like a nightmare. Yeah, yes, it, short does.
Michelle burst out laughing while hunched over holding your stomach. Michelle,
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holy shit, I haven't thought about that in years. The
way you fell out of your bed screaming was fucking priceless.
You roll your eyes at Michelle, but your mouth forms
into a small smile. Julius sigh, seriously, I thought my
heart was about to burst out of my chest. Michelle's
laughter suddenly comes to a stop. She looks up at
Julius with a mischievous look on her face. Michelle, chuckle,
(02:35):
that wasn't the only thing that was about to burst out. Julius, huh,
what are you talking of? Oh my dick, But dick
was about to burst out your penis. Your face turns
lava red as you realize what she's talking about. You
think back to that day she woke you up. It
was summer and the night before was too hot for
wearing any extra clothing. The very same night, you had
a very spicy dream of Michelle. You thought it best
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to keep that part a secret from her. When Michelle
I woke you up with music, she noticed the tent
you were pitching in your underwear. For months, she made
sly remarks about that day every chance she had. Yeah,
I would too, I would too, Yeah have to. They
only came to an end when she went off to college.
One year ago, Michelle chuckle. Those were the days fewer assignments,
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the consequences of one's actions weren't so dire, and sleep,
Oh sweet, eight hours of sleep. How I miss you, Julius.
I don't envy you one bit, Michelle. While they say
each other's names a lot in conversation, they do. Wait,
last night, didn't you say that your semester is already over?
Shouldn't you be able to rest more? Michelle? Yeah? I
even considered taking the false semester off too. But if
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that's not possible, there are always online classes. Oh I
almost forgot about your graduation gift, Julius. Ah, right, So
what's my gift? Michelle? That would be me, Michelle, slay girl.
The minute those words hit your ears, the world freezes. Sure,
she's flirted with you before, but she always played it
off as a joke. Julius, all that loud music from
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the ceremony must have screwed up my ears. Can you
say that one more time? Michelle leaned closer to Julius's ears. Michelle,
I'm the gift, Julius, do whatever you want with me.
His heart rate hastened as his brain process Michelle's bold
words Julius. Okay, so I did hear you rite the
first time. Michelle closes the distance between them to the
point where you can smell the perfume coming off of her. Michelle,
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so what do you have in store for me? Your
heart pounds in your chest so hard it feels it
could burst through your chest. Julius walks past Michelle then
pulls open the toilet stall door. Julius follow me. Michelle chuckle, hmm,
all right, the chuckles are getting to me. They enter
the stall together, with Julius closing the stall door behind
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both of them. He turns to face Michelle, who has
a knowing grin on her face. Michelle, okay, now you
got me interested. Just what are you going to do
behind these walls? Handsome? Julius turn around and bend over.
Michelle's eyes widen a bit at your declaration, Michelle, Well,
I thought you'd never ask. Took you long enough. Michelle
turns around then lifts up her shirt, revealing her modest chest. Modest,
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she's nude, that's not very modest. She just small titties
or something. I mean, I guess, but it's still not modest.
So she's whipping them out that's true. Maybe it's modest
in size. Oh maybe. She undoes her belt, lowers her
pants and underwear, then points her bare flat ass right
at you. Oh so she's got little tits and a
flat ass. Okay, her bare flat ass. She peeks at
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you from between her legs with her lust filled eyes
and sly smile. Michelle's pink shaven pussy puckers open and
shut and drips with lust. Oh my god, what it's like? Okay, bye, okay.
She takes both of her fingers and spreads her vagina's
thin lips apart. Clear liquid drips out of it. She's wild. Clear. Yeah,
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she's just a healthy girl. Clear liquid. She's ovulating. Your
heart throws as you look at the dripping mess in
between her legs. As for your one eyed snake, it's
getting dangerously close to tearing its way through your pants.
Wow wow, Michelle, Come on, Julius, do something. You kneel
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down and slide your middle finger along her warm, wet entrance.
Michelle lets out a small moan as your finger easily
slides into her depths. Michelle, Wait a second, is that
your finger, Julius? Yeah? Why wait? I didn't hurt you right, Michelle. No,
I was just expecting more than a finger, like your
dick or your tongue at the very least. Oh my god,
he's just getting you warmed up, girl. Be patient, Yeah, Julius, patience, Michelle.
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I want you nice and loose before getting to the
good stuff. Nice and loose. Yeah, right, Okay. These people
seem like they're like having sex for the very first
fucking time and also speaking to another human being for
the first time, Like, what the fuck? As his middle
finger slides deeper into her warm, wet pussy, she tenses
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up gently gripping your finger, you thrust your finger in
and out of her warm, velvety depths. Her juice is
gushing out, splashing you in the face every now and then.
My gosh, and it keeps like going back and forth
between first person and third person, and it's tripping me up.
Speaker 1 (07:18):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (07:19):
One minute, I'm Julius. One minute I'm not Julius. Am
I Julius? Or am I not Julius? It literally told
you at the beginning you're Julius. So Michelle, holy shit,
this is way different than I thought it would be.
Julius never fingered yourself before. Michelle. Of course, I have
but your fingers. Oh god, right there, Julius, you're gushing
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so much down here. Oh my god. As you pull
your fingers out from her pussy, a string of her
juice is attached to his digits. Okay, that was a
switch in between the same sentence of first and third person.
I was gonna say this sounds like it was written
by like, like poorly written. Oh my god, that's me,
but like AI or something. It doesn't sound like a robot. Michelle,
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What the why did you stop, Julius? My hand was
getting tired. Also, I've been dying to know what you
taste like for a while. Julius sticks his nectar coated
fingers in his mouth mouth. The sweetness of Michelle's sticky
juices comes to a surprise the moment his fingers touch
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your tongue. He savors the taste. His fingers touch your tongue.
Are we both? Julius? He savors the taste. Michelle stares
at him, breathing heavy, eyes wide and addled with lust
as he enjoys her pussy juices. Michelle, chuckle, do I
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taste good? That's a juggle, Just so you guys know,
it literally says like after Michelle's supposed to say something,
it says chuckle in parentheses, right, like chuckle. I'm just
gonna say that anytime we chuckle, now, chuckle, chuckle, Julius, Michelle,
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words fail to properly describe how delectable you taste. Now
for the main courseme on, all right, Julius. Planting both
hands on her flat ass, he crouches down face level
with her shaven stopping wet pussy. The powerful musk from
her pussy assaults its nose. That makes it sound like
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her puss smells that it's on the small side with
a brown labia. It winks at you as you observe
the beautiful sight. What the fuck I'm speechless? A robot
wrote this. Her arousal drips down both of her thighs. Michelle,
are you gonna stare at it? Or you lean toward
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her left thigh and lick her sweet nectar. Michelle groans
as your tongue trails up her. Her body shivers as
you close in on her entrance. Okay, I'm Julius. Now,
just before your tongue hits the pussy, you switch over
to her right thigh. You's just licking her thighs. Michelle,
fuck's sake, Julius. Enough with the teasing, Julius. I'm gonna
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savor the taste, Michelle, and your shivering is making the
experience all the more pleasurable. Also, don't act like you're
not enjoying all of this, Michelle. Look, just stop the teasing.
I can't take it anymore, please, Julius. Hmm, okay, but
only because you said please. Quickly, you finish up the
last of her nectar, your eyes locked to the source.
Her winking pussy is seeping with her juices, desperate for attention.
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Why is her pussy winking? It's nay, I little holding
nothing back. As you dive forward, plunging your tongue into
the depths of her vagina, Michelle releases a girlish squeal
As you passionately lap at her slit. Michelle, Holy shit,
right there, turning your attention elsewhere, you nibble on her labia,
making her release a heavy groan. You can feel her
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hips shaking in your grasp. After several more licks, you back,
licking her nectar off your lips. Michelle again, why do
you He raises his hand up in the air and
then slams it down on Michelle's small rear. I'm not
Julius at this point. No. The resounding slap mixed in
with her squeal echoes to the bathroom. A sense of
triumph fills within you. However, after lifting his hand up,
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he winces at the slight red mark on her cheek. Julius, WHOA, Michelle,
that was too hard. Michelle do it again, taking somewhat
aback his desire to dominate. Michelle wells up again. Julius
brings his hand back up before bringing it down hard
against her soft cheeks. Michelle squeals again, this time is
sounding more pleased, deciding to switch things up a bit.
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You lift your hand again. You bring your hand down,
then slaps her ass with your fore hand, then back
across again with your backhand, then across with your forehand again.
He's a bitch, slapping her bow bow with each successive slap.
Michelle's squeals sound more feminine. Michelle, yes, yes, yes, spink
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my ass like it's yours. It surprises you how firm
and springy her butt is. It's still kind of on
the small side, but it's got enough fat for a
rewarding bounce that creates ripples. Okay again, A robot wrote this.
Your smile grows after each cry she releases as you
smack both of her cheeks. The pale skin on her
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ass rapidly reddens after each firm strike. The goth girl
sputters out gibberish for a few minutes. After a while
of bombarding her now redd and posterior, you stops to
catch your breast. Oh my god, lightly, you trace your
finger across her sore and sensitive flesh, making Michelle WinCE
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a bit. The bespeckled girl looks at you with tears
welling up in her eyes and a sli grin on
her face. Michelle, Holy fuck. I didn't know you could
be so aggressive, Julius. And I didn't know you were
so slutty, Michelle, Julius, Michelle, you don't need to say
another word. Shrugging free of yours, you position yourself at
Michelle's slit. She lets out a long and low moan
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as your head slips between her pussy lips. Firmly taking
hold of her hips, you press inside. Thanks to her
pussy dripping with her arousal, your dick slides into her
depths with very little resistance. Michelle. Fuck, I didn't think
you'd be huge enough to stretch me out like this.
Fuck me until your hip stop working, but you better
finish in my mouth. A cocky smirk forms on Julius's
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face after hearing Michelle's breathy demands. Julius gladly his hips
quickly pulled back before fluidly thrusting back in. Soon the
bathroom was filled with yours and Michelle's moans. As you
pound her pussy into next week at steady and hard pace.
The sound of your mones mixed together with the slapping
of flesh brings you a type of joy you've never
experienced before. Michelle, right there, Julius, right there, for the
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love of God, don't fucking stop. As you enjoy Michelle's
velvety grip around your cock, you feel a pressure welling
within you. Julius, Michelle, I'm close. In quick succession, Michelle
turned to face you, drops to her knees, and puts
your dick into her mouth. She aggressively bobs her head
up and down on your manhood You've grown in surprise
as you feel the entirety of your dick hit the
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back of the girl's throat. Her warm mouth enveloping you
while her tongue caresses the underside. You try to hold
back just a little bit longer, but it was no use.
Her mouth is soon painted white with your semen. A
bit of its spill.
Speaker 1 (14:22):
What.
Speaker 2 (14:24):
A bit of it spill? She slowly slides her lips
along your cock until they're completely off your dick. She
chuckles and licks a bit of seamen off the corner
of her mouth. Michelle, that was a huge load. When
was the last time you rubbed one out, Julius weeks ago?
Been too busy? Okay, you tell me you can't just
jerk yourself. You're too busy to jerk yourself. Too busy,
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too busy. The sounds of footsteps and several people chatting
fills the air. Julius and Michelle. Crap, the two of
you hastily get your clothes back on. Crap. Wow, Okay,
that was a story. It was at a beginning, middle,
and end. It sure's in. And this next one comes
from a positive flawn eight four four eight and the
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title is I got wet during my breast examination. Oh no,
there is nothing less sexy than a breast examination. Yeah,
I know. The whole time I'm just like so no,
and the tags are female thirty eight, male thirty two,
kinky wet punch waw. The waiting room was antiseptic, the
sort of environment that put you on high alert for
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every noise, the tick of the clock, the turn of
the pages, the spasmodic cough. I sat there with my husband, Mark,
his hand on my knee in a gesture of reassurance,
but I sensed the tightness in his fingers, the way
they flexed slightly. When the nurse spoke my name, Hello Mary,
she added, clutching a clipboard. Doctor Carter's ready for you now.
Mark rose up with me, all worried faced. But something
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else was happening that I couldn't even begin to figure out.
You okay with this, he whispered. I nodded, attempting to smile.
It's just to check up, Mark. I'll be fine. He paused,
then nodded again. Okay, I'll be right here if you
need me. You okay with this? I'm sure she has
to get her titties looked at. What are you talking about?
We do this every year. It's fine, Mark, Yeah. Mark.
The nurse took me down a short corridor to an
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examining room. And who do I see waiting for me?
Doctor Carter?
Speaker 1 (16:15):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (16:16):
Yeah, she said, Doctor Carter's ready for you. Now, yeah,
he's ready and waiting for you, That's what she said.
And who I see the doctor? Crazy? I was totally
not expecting him to appear the way he did. He
was younger than I had pictured, mid thirties, dark hair,
and these incredibly blue eyes that seemed to absorb everything
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at once. He smiled warmly when I came in, and
it gave me this odd flutter my chest. Mary, you say,
he asked, his voice smooth and confident. Yes, I replied,
suddenly feeling embarrassed. Hi, I'm doctor Carter. Let's get this started, okay.
He gestured for me to sit on the exam table,
so I did, with my hands all in knots in
my lap. He started by asking me a whole series
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of questions about what I was experiencing, how long I
had tenderness, whether there was discharge, you know, that sort
of thing. I did my best to answer, trying to
push aside the way his eyes seemed to linger on me,
just for a fraction of a second longer than necessary.
All right, he eventually said, I want you to remove
your top and bra so I can take a look
at your breasts. I could feel my face heating up,
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but I just nodded. It was just a normal part
of the exam, you know. I turned my back on
him and unbuckled my blouse, removing it along with my bra.
The air in the room was kind of cold on
my skin, so I crossed my arms over my chest
when I turned back around. You can recline, he said,
dotting a pair of gloves. I did what he instructed,
just lying back against the table and staring up at
the ceiling. I could hear the soft sound of the
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rustle of his gloves as he approached, then his hands
on me. His touch was initially very gentle, with just
a light pressure as he began to examine my breast.
Does this hurt, he asked, probing a little harder with
his fingers. Yes, a bit, I said, my voice not
much above a whisper. He nodded, his fingers tracing slow,
delicate circles. US are very nice. Well, that's malepractice. I
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don't know if you should say that. Yeah, I don't
think you should say that. Also, if you have a
male ob there should be a female nurse in the room, right, Yes,
it's called like a chaperone. Yeah, I have a male
ob and there's always a nurse in the room.
Speaker 1 (18:19):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (18:20):
I had like a male ultrasound tech for like a
vaginal ultrasound, and I had to have a girl in
there with me, not this place. Yeah, and like at
my work, if my doctor's looking at someone's shoulder and
like titties out or something, just for any reason, I
have to be in the room. Yeah, where is this
place I'm calling on that? He remarked, in a careless voice,
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as if discussing the weather. I could feel my face burning.
Oh thanks, I replied, but my voice had a slightly
wrong tone to me. His hands wandered all over me,
and I knew all too well my body was responding
in ways it shouldn't. My nipples became hard at his touch.
I bit my lip harshly to prevent making a sound.
I kept telling myself it was just a physical respect,
nothing more than he pinched one of my nipples and
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I was hit with the spark of electricity running through me.
You've got piercings, he said to her, his fingers tracing
the miniature metal studs, sir, studs in her nipples? Yeah?
How does that fucking work? I have my nipples, Piers. Well,
I guess they're kind of studs, like a bar a bar. Yeah,
but studs like earrings just in your nipple hole. Oh yeah,
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I replied, my voice trembling slightly. I got them when
I was a child. They look great, he remarked, sounding
extremely impressed. How much did you pay for them? I'm sorry,
you got your nipples, Piers, when you were a child.
Did you go to Claire's? What is it? Yeah? What
the fuck? Is it still her nipples? I don't know. Yeah,
he's talking about her piercings, and she said, yeah, I
got them when I was a child. Yeah, what the fuck? Weird?
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He nodded, fiddling with the piercings. I could feel myself
getting hot and bothered, and I squeezed my thighs together,
attempting to keep it on the down low. This was
so wrong, like really wrong, but I just couldn't seem
to make him stop. And then suddenly there was a
knock on the door and Mark shouted, Hey, Mary, I
brought you water. Why does she need water right now
at this very second? Yeah, but also like, yeah, Mark,
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come in, please, Oh my god, what is this? Doctor douay? Mark,
Thank god you're here. Yeah. Doctor Carter stood up at once,
taking his hands away from me. We're just finishing up,
he said, sounding all cool and professional. I jumped up
and got into my bra and top as quickly as possible.
My hands were trembling all over the place and my
heart was racing like crazy. Then Mark showed up a
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minute later with the bottle of water. Is something wrong,
he asked, looking between me and doctor Carter. Everything's fine,
Doctor Carter said, with a smile, just a little tenderness,
probably stress or you know, being handled a lot. He
smiled knowingly at Mark, and Mark laughed, somewhat self consciously
that you play with her titties a lot, because I would.
They're nice, You guys, fucking good. I'm glad to hear it,
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Mark said, Giving me the water, Doctor Carter told me
to rub my breast with oil to relieve tenderness, and
he then prescribed a painkiller, a painkiller for your sore tastes.
We were out of there in a few minutes, and
I could feel Marked gaze on me as we headed
to the car. You sure you're okay, he asked again.
Once we're inside, I'm okay, I replied, even though I
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was still in shock at having been robbed, robbed, robbed?
What when were you robbed of? What? She says? Also,
he took my wallet. As soon as I got home,
I headed directly to the bathroom and closed the door.
I shed my panties and noticed that they were actually
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totally soaked. My face flushed with shame, but honestly, I
couldn't help but wonder about how doctor Carter had touched me.
I breathed deeply, trying to push the thoughts away, and
there staring back at me in the mirror, I knew
that this was something that I was certainly not going
to be forgetting any time in the near future. The end,
Oh my goodness, Oh you're a soaky girl. And this
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next one comes from Various Underscore Fotocus fifty four fifty
two and it's called Horny Cock Predators Part one Meeting Kim,
and the tags are male thirties, females thirties, barefoot nudism, naturalism, exhibitionism,
outdoor sex, foot fetish, ooh foot fetish. I don't think
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I've done a foot fetish yet no, Yeah, she was
horny as fuck and had been masturbating for hours. Deb
wasn't due back until two days later. She couldn't keep
her hands off her swollen pussy. Three comes later, her
pussy was still wet. Three comes later, like it's an
increment of time. Clit hard and throbbing. Her head swam
with pent up lust. She needed someone and fast, damn it.
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At thirty, she was five foot six and what some
people would call a BBW or big beautiful woman, although
the only large parts of her body were her watermelon
sized bowling ball shaped tits with concord rape sized shaped
and colored nipples. Jesus descripted some big old yidious. She's
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got watermelons with grapes at the end of them. What
a visual, and her round, big ass. Her peggy poudy
lipped pussy with the green bean shaped and sized clit
sat under her small beer belly. Some food description whatly smokes? Fuck?
Is this description? She has a green bean shaped and
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sized clit and colored? Yeah? Is it the green bean
still in its like shell so it's long? Or is
it just a green bean? I was picturing like canned
green beans slightly chubby, slightly muscular, yet still sexy, legs
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ended with sexy sized six feet. Her face was plain,
peppered with freckles and light sea green eyes. She was
not even close to being ugly. Okay, It was near
eighty degrees out, showery and humid. The showers did little
to cool things off, so she decided to take a
walk around the farm padding into the kitchen. Her destination
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was changed for her when she spied the envelope containing
her taxes on the kitchen counter. Her heart raised and
her pussy quivered at the thought of how hot it
was going to be to take a totally naked walk
up her long driveway in the moonlight to the mailbox.
Oh my goodness. She saw the tax forms and she
was like, oh my god. She stared at her flip
flops for a second, contemplating sliding them on to protect
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her soft souls from the gravel. With a shrug, she
put the necklace with her house key around her neck
and went out the door, crossed the lawn, and walked
up the grassy side of the driveway to the row
of mailboxes shared by her and the closest next door neighbor.
A thousand feet from her house through a dense forest
of trees, her heart pounding in her chest, pussy throbbing, quivering,
and her juices oozing down her leg, oozing, oozy, happy
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surprise waited for her last year. Rob Petrie had inherited
the mini farm from her grandfather. He never met a
father he only knew for two years as a toddler,
and multiple cousins he never met. He had off and
on girlfriends and now was single. Standing at six foot
eight inches tall and weighing one hundred and ninety pounds
of lean muscle, he was a little bit of a
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hot with the women. What do you mean, First of all,
he's a giant. He's gangly. Yeah, okay, maybe the women
just really liked that lengthy motherfucker. Yeah. With black hair,
dark brown eyes, he was what the ladies called tall,
dark and handsome. They especially liked his seven inch long,
four inch thick, uncut monster of a cock. That is
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a monster, that is it was all some of them
seemed to be interested in. He had met his next
door neighbor, Kim, and had been thunderstruck by her. He
had flirted with her, with little to no results. She
didn't seem interested. He couldn't be farther from the truth.
He thought it was a shame. She was visiting her
mother in the nearby state. He was in for a surprise.
He had been completely naked in his hammock on the
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back deck, jacking off and thinking about her. Now horning
out of his mind, he patted into the house, his hard,
massive cock leading the way. After pissing in the bathroom,
he spotted the letter that needed to be sent out.
With a sigh, he grabbed it, went out the door,
and began patting up the lawn to the shared mailbox stand,
his hard, drooling, twitching cock leading the way. Again. It's
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leading the way. The air was cool, the landscape clearly
visible into the light of the full moon, and the
grass felt wonderful under the smooth, soft souls. The slight
breeze made her nipples and clit hard and her heart
pounding harder. As she neared the asphalt, she turned, placed
her envelope in and nearly jumped out of her skin.
He stood there, towering over her, his massive meat, jumping,
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his massive meat. He clutched an envelope in his hand
and his eyes were open wide in surprise. He stepped
out onto the asphalt, which was still slightly warm from
the afternoon sun. His cock jerked and he thought he
was seeing things. When he saw her standing by the mailboxes.
His cock threatened to erupt and he took a step
back when she shouted out at him. Stop, who are you?
What do you want? She shouted, getting a fighting stance.
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You're the one walking naked to the mailbox. This is
a public space, ma'am. Maybe his dick just really scared her. Yeah,
she's like, ah, monster dick. Yeah, that scared me. I
know the martial arts and I have mace kim kim novak.
He asked, is that you it's me Rob Petrie, your neighbor.
Don't shoot. I won't hurt you. Rob. What the hell
are you doing out here, she asked in a slightly
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irritated voice, mailing a letter. He replied, drinking in her
beauty with his eyes. Her eyes were locked on his
massive erection. She was turned away from him, her gorgeous
ass pointed in this direction. He suddenly had the urge
to pepper it with kisses for starters. She turned to him,
her bald pussy drooling and massive tits rising and falling
as he devoured her with his eyes, her bald pussy drooling. Yeah, yeah,
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I could ask you the same thing, he quipped with
a tiny chuckle. Yeah, she replied lustily. How's Crystal? She
and her new boyfriend are doing well. We broke up
last month, he replied, popping his envelope into the box
and raising the flag. Too bad for Crystal, Kim chuckled.
Too bad for Roger, too, Rob countered. She and Roger
broke up the month before. They stood there, eyeing each
other hungrily for a few moments, then Kim turned to leave.
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He eyed her ass once more, backing into the shadows
and starting to beat off. Come see me sometimes, she said,
with the lusty laughed. Now a good time, he asked, hopefully,
realizing his cock. You just not realize it. I just
realized I have a cock and it's hard crazy, he
followed happily, his cock jerking with each jiggle of her
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tight ass as they walked to her house. Now you're mine,
there's no escape, she told him, matter of factly. Once
in the front door of her house, he gasped with
lust when she grabbed him by the shaft of his
cock and led him willingly out onto her back deck
to be continued. Wow, what a story that one just heard.
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twenty seven and it's called Graduation Gift and the tags
are male best friend, female best friend, bathroom sex, fingering,
doggie style, quickie, throat pie, spanking, goth girl, Cunnelingis you
are Julius? Okay? Today you have graduated high school at
the age of eighteen. You are standing in front of
a shining mirror, clad in a graduate's attire, washing your hands.
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The sweet smell of citrus washs through the shiny bathroom
light shines off the stainless porcelain of the urinals. Julius,
they must pay their janitors well at this campus. If
these bathrooms are this clean. The sound of a shrill,
high pitched whistle permeates the air, pulling you out of
your thoughts. You turn around to see a black haired,
bespeckled goth woman of average height with a slender build
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standing in the doorway. Behind her glasses are two brown
catlike eyes. Underneath them is a narrow nose and a
sly grin adorned with black lipstick. Julius, Michelle, you actually
showed up, Michelle. I said I would, didn't. I believe
it or not. I try to keep my promises. Julius,
Oh right, my bad, Michelle. So what brings you to
the men's bathroom? Michelle, I just got out of the
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bathroom myself, then I noticed you were in here. I
couldn't resist giving you a little scare for old time's sake. Julius. Humph, Yeah,
just like that one time you woke me up with
Ozzy Osbourne screaming all the board at the top of
his lungs. Oh my god, being woken up to crazy
train sounds like a nightmare. Yeah, yes, it, short does.
Michelle burst out laughing while hunched over holding your stomach. Michelle,
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holy shit, I haven't thought about that in years. The
way you fell out of your bed screaming was fucking priceless.
You roll your eyes at Michelle, but your mouth forms
into a small smile. Julius sigh, seriously, I thought my
heart was about to burst out of my chest. Michelle's
laughter suddenly comes to a stop. She looks up at
Julius with a mischievous look on her face. Michelle, chuckle,
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that wasn't the only thing that was about to burst out. Julius, huh,
what are you talking of? Oh my dick, But dick
was about to burst out your penis. Your face turns
lava red as you realize what she's talking about. You
think back to that day she woke you up. It
was summer and the night before was too hot for
wearing any extra clothing. The very same night, you had
a very spicy dream of Michelle. You thought it best
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to keep that part a secret from her. When Michelle
I woke you up with music, she noticed the tent
you were pitching in your underwear. For months, she made
sly remarks about that day every chance she had. Yeah,
I would too, I would too, Yeah have to. They
only came to an end when she went off to college.
One year ago, Michelle chuckle. Those were the days fewer assignments,
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the consequences of one's actions weren't so dire, and sleep,
Oh sweet, eight hours of sleep. How I miss you, Julius.
I don't envy you one bit, Michelle. While they say
each other's names a lot in conversation, they do. Wait,
last night, didn't you say that your semester is already over?
Shouldn't you be able to rest more? Michelle? Yeah? I
even considered taking the false semester off too. But if
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that's not possible, there are always online classes. Oh I
almost forgot about your graduation gift, Julius. Ah, right, So
what's my gift? Michelle? That would be me, Michelle, slay girl.
The minute those words hit your ears, the world freezes. Sure,
she's flirted with you before, but she always played it
off as a joke. Julius, all that loud music from
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the ceremony must have screwed up my ears. Can you
say that one more time? Michelle leaned closer to Julius's ears. Michelle,
I'm the gift, Julius, do whatever you want with me.
His heart rate hastened as his brain process Michelle's bold
words Julius. Okay, so I did hear you rite the
first time. Michelle closes the distance between them to the
point where you can smell the perfume coming off of her. Michelle,
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so what do you have in store for me? Your
heart pounds in your chest so hard it feels it
could burst through your chest. Julius walks past Michelle then
pulls open the toilet stall door. Julius follow me. Michelle chuckle, hmm,
all right, the chuckles are getting to me. They enter
the stall together, with Julius closing the stall door behind
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both of them. He turns to face Michelle, who has
a knowing grin on her face. Michelle, okay, now you
got me interested. Just what are you going to do
behind these walls? Handsome? Julius turn around and bend over.
Michelle's eyes widen a bit at your declaration, Michelle, Well,
I thought you'd never ask. Took you long enough. Michelle
turns around then lifts up her shirt, revealing her modest chest. Modest,
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she's nude, that's not very modest. She just small titties
or something. I mean, I guess, but it's still not modest.
So she's whipping them out that's true. Maybe it's modest
in size. Oh maybe. She undoes her belt, lowers her
pants and underwear, then points her bare flat ass right
at you. Oh so she's got little tits and a
flat ass. Okay, her bare flat ass. She peeks at
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you from between her legs with her lust filled eyes
and sly smile. Michelle's pink shaven pussy puckers open and
shut and drips with lust. Oh my god, what it's like? Okay, bye, okay.
She takes both of her fingers and spreads her vagina's
thin lips apart. Clear liquid drips out of it. She's wild. Clear. Yeah,
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she's just a healthy girl. Clear liquid. She's ovulating. Your
heart throws as you look at the dripping mess in
between her legs. As for your one eyed snake, it's
getting dangerously close to tearing its way through your pants.
Wow wow, Michelle, Come on, Julius, do something. You kneel
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down and slide your middle finger along her warm, wet entrance.
Michelle lets out a small moan as your finger easily
slides into her depths. Michelle, Wait a second, is that
your finger, Julius? Yeah? Why wait? I didn't hurt you right, Michelle. No,
I was just expecting more than a finger, like your
dick or your tongue at the very least. Oh my god,
he's just getting you warmed up, girl. Be patient, Yeah, Julius, patience, Michelle.
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I want you nice and loose before getting to the
good stuff. Nice and loose. Yeah, right, Okay. These people
seem like they're like having sex for the very first
fucking time and also speaking to another human being for
the first time, Like, what the fuck? As his middle
finger slides deeper into her warm, wet pussy, she tenses
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up gently gripping your finger, you thrust your finger in
and out of her warm, velvety depths. Her juice is
gushing out, splashing you in the face every now and then.
My gosh, and it keeps like going back and forth
between first person and third person, and it's tripping me up.
Speaker 1 (07:18):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (07:19):
One minute, I'm Julius. One minute I'm not Julius. Am
I Julius? Or am I not Julius? It literally told
you at the beginning you're Julius. So Michelle, holy shit,
this is way different than I thought it would be.
Julius never fingered yourself before. Michelle. Of course, I have
but your fingers. Oh god, right there, Julius, you're gushing
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so much down here. Oh my god. As you pull
your fingers out from her pussy, a string of her
juice is attached to his digits. Okay, that was a
switch in between the same sentence of first and third person.
I was gonna say this sounds like it was written
by like, like poorly written. Oh my god, that's me,
but like AI or something. It doesn't sound like a robot. Michelle,
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What the why did you stop, Julius? My hand was
getting tired. Also, I've been dying to know what you
taste like for a while. Julius sticks his nectar coated
fingers in his mouth mouth. The sweetness of Michelle's sticky
juices comes to a surprise the moment his fingers touch
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your tongue. He savors the taste. His fingers touch your tongue.
Are we both? Julius? He savors the taste. Michelle stares
at him, breathing heavy, eyes wide and addled with lust
as he enjoys her pussy juices. Michelle, chuckle, do I
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taste good? That's a juggle, Just so you guys know,
it literally says like after Michelle's supposed to say something,
it says chuckle in parentheses, right, like chuckle. I'm just
gonna say that anytime we chuckle, now, chuckle, chuckle, Julius, Michelle,
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words fail to properly describe how delectable you taste. Now
for the main courseme on, all right, Julius. Planting both
hands on her flat ass, he crouches down face level
with her shaven stopping wet pussy. The powerful musk from
her pussy assaults its nose. That makes it sound like
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her puss smells that it's on the small side with
a brown labia. It winks at you as you observe
the beautiful sight. What the fuck I'm speechless? A robot
wrote this. Her arousal drips down both of her thighs. Michelle,
are you gonna stare at it? Or you lean toward
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her left thigh and lick her sweet nectar. Michelle groans
as your tongue trails up her. Her body shivers as
you close in on her entrance. Okay, I'm Julius. Now,
just before your tongue hits the pussy, you switch over
to her right thigh. You's just licking her thighs. Michelle,
fuck's sake, Julius. Enough with the teasing, Julius. I'm gonna
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savor the taste, Michelle, and your shivering is making the
experience all the more pleasurable. Also, don't act like you're
not enjoying all of this, Michelle. Look, just stop the teasing.
I can't take it anymore, please, Julius. Hmm, okay, but
only because you said please. Quickly, you finish up the
last of her nectar, your eyes locked to the source.
Her winking pussy is seeping with her juices, desperate for attention.
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Why is her pussy winking? It's nay, I little holding
nothing back. As you dive forward, plunging your tongue into
the depths of her vagina, Michelle releases a girlish squeal
As you passionately lap at her slit. Michelle, Holy shit,
right there, turning your attention elsewhere, you nibble on her labia,
making her release a heavy groan. You can feel her
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hips shaking in your grasp. After several more licks, you back,
licking her nectar off your lips. Michelle again, why do
you He raises his hand up in the air and
then slams it down on Michelle's small rear. I'm not
Julius at this point. No. The resounding slap mixed in
with her squeal echoes to the bathroom. A sense of
triumph fills within you. However, after lifting his hand up,
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he winces at the slight red mark on her cheek. Julius, WHOA, Michelle,
that was too hard. Michelle do it again, taking somewhat
aback his desire to dominate. Michelle wells up again. Julius
brings his hand back up before bringing it down hard
against her soft cheeks. Michelle squeals again, this time is
sounding more pleased, deciding to switch things up a bit.
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You lift your hand again. You bring your hand down,
then slaps her ass with your fore hand, then back
across again with your backhand, then across with your forehand again.
He's a bitch, slapping her bow bow with each successive slap.
Michelle's squeals sound more feminine. Michelle, yes, yes, yes, spink
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my ass like it's yours. It surprises you how firm
and springy her butt is. It's still kind of on
the small side, but it's got enough fat for a
rewarding bounce that creates ripples. Okay again, A robot wrote this.
Your smile grows after each cry she releases as you
smack both of her cheeks. The pale skin on her
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ass rapidly reddens after each firm strike. The goth girl
sputters out gibberish for a few minutes. After a while
of bombarding her now redd and posterior, you stops to
catch your breast. Oh my god, lightly, you trace your
finger across her sore and sensitive flesh, making Michelle WinCE
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a bit. The bespeckled girl looks at you with tears
welling up in her eyes and a sli grin on
her face. Michelle, Holy fuck. I didn't know you could
be so aggressive, Julius. And I didn't know you were
so slutty, Michelle, Julius, Michelle, you don't need to say
another word. Shrugging free of yours, you position yourself at
Michelle's slit. She lets out a long and low moan
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as your head slips between her pussy lips. Firmly taking
hold of her hips, you press inside. Thanks to her
pussy dripping with her arousal, your dick slides into her
depths with very little resistance. Michelle. Fuck, I didn't think
you'd be huge enough to stretch me out like this.
Fuck me until your hip stop working, but you better
finish in my mouth. A cocky smirk forms on Julius's
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face after hearing Michelle's breathy demands. Julius gladly his hips
quickly pulled back before fluidly thrusting back in. Soon the
bathroom was filled with yours and Michelle's moans. As you
pound her pussy into next week at steady and hard pace.
The sound of your mones mixed together with the slapping
of flesh brings you a type of joy you've never
experienced before. Michelle, right there, Julius, right there, for the
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love of God, don't fucking stop. As you enjoy Michelle's
velvety grip around your cock, you feel a pressure welling
within you. Julius, Michelle, I'm close. In quick succession, Michelle
turned to face you, drops to her knees, and puts
your dick into her mouth. She aggressively bobs her head
up and down on your manhood You've grown in surprise
as you feel the entirety of your dick hit the
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back of the girl's throat. Her warm mouth enveloping you
while her tongue caresses the underside. You try to hold
back just a little bit longer, but it was no use.
Her mouth is soon painted white with your semen. A
bit of its spill.
Speaker 1 (14:22):
What.
Speaker 2 (14:24):
A bit of it spill? She slowly slides her lips
along your cock until they're completely off your dick. She
chuckles and licks a bit of seamen off the corner
of her mouth. Michelle, that was a huge load. When
was the last time you rubbed one out, Julius weeks ago?
Been too busy? Okay, you tell me you can't just
jerk yourself. You're too busy to jerk yourself. Too busy,
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too busy. The sounds of footsteps and several people chatting
fills the air. Julius and Michelle. Crap, the two of
you hastily get your clothes back on. Crap. Wow, Okay,
that was a story. It was at a beginning, middle,
and end. It sure's in. And this next one comes
from a positive flawn eight four four eight and the
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title is I got wet during my breast examination. Oh no,
there is nothing less sexy than a breast examination. Yeah,
I know. The whole time I'm just like so no,
and the tags are female thirty eight, male thirty two,
kinky wet punch waw. The waiting room was antiseptic, the
sort of environment that put you on high alert for
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every noise, the tick of the clock, the turn of
the pages, the spasmodic cough. I sat there with my husband, Mark,
his hand on my knee in a gesture of reassurance,
but I sensed the tightness in his fingers, the way
they flexed slightly. When the nurse spoke my name, Hello Mary,
she added, clutching a clipboard. Doctor Carter's ready for you now.
Mark rose up with me, all worried faced. But something
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else was happening that I couldn't even begin to figure out.
You okay with this, he whispered. I nodded, attempting to smile.
It's just to check up, Mark. I'll be fine. He paused,
then nodded again. Okay, I'll be right here if you
need me. You okay with this? I'm sure she has
to get her titties looked at. What are you talking about?
We do this every year. It's fine, Mark, Yeah. Mark.
The nurse took me down a short corridor to an
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examining room. And who do I see waiting for me?
Doctor Carter?
Speaker 1 (16:15):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (16:16):
Yeah, she said, Doctor Carter's ready for you. Now, yeah,
he's ready and waiting for you, That's what she said.
And who I see the doctor? Crazy? I was totally
not expecting him to appear the way he did. He
was younger than I had pictured, mid thirties, dark hair,
and these incredibly blue eyes that seemed to absorb everything
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at once. He smiled warmly when I came in, and
it gave me this odd flutter my chest. Mary, you say,
he asked, his voice smooth and confident. Yes, I replied,
suddenly feeling embarrassed. Hi, I'm doctor Carter. Let's get this started, okay.
He gestured for me to sit on the exam table,
so I did, with my hands all in knots in
my lap. He started by asking me a whole series
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of questions about what I was experiencing, how long I
had tenderness, whether there was discharge, you know, that sort
of thing. I did my best to answer, trying to
push aside the way his eyes seemed to linger on me,
just for a fraction of a second longer than necessary.
All right, he eventually said, I want you to remove
your top and bra so I can take a look
at your breasts. I could feel my face heating up,
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but I just nodded. It was just a normal part
of the exam, you know. I turned my back on
him and unbuckled my blouse, removing it along with my bra.
The air in the room was kind of cold on
my skin, so I crossed my arms over my chest
when I turned back around. You can recline, he said,
dotting a pair of gloves. I did what he instructed,
just lying back against the table and staring up at
the ceiling. I could hear the soft sound of the
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rustle of his gloves as he approached, then his hands
on me. His touch was initially very gentle, with just
a light pressure as he began to examine my breast.
Does this hurt, he asked, probing a little harder with
his fingers. Yes, a bit, I said, my voice not
much above a whisper. He nodded, his fingers tracing slow,
delicate circles. US are very nice. Well, that's malepractice. I
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don't know if you should say that. Yeah, I don't
think you should say that. Also, if you have a
male ob there should be a female nurse in the room, right, Yes,
it's called like a chaperone. Yeah, I have a male
ob and there's always a nurse in the room.
Speaker 1 (18:19):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (18:20):
I had like a male ultrasound tech for like a
vaginal ultrasound, and I had to have a girl in
there with me, not this place. Yeah, and like at
my work, if my doctor's looking at someone's shoulder and
like titties out or something, just for any reason, I
have to be in the room. Yeah, where is this
place I'm calling on that? He remarked, in a careless voice,
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as if discussing the weather. I could feel my face burning.
Oh thanks, I replied, but my voice had a slightly
wrong tone to me. His hands wandered all over me,
and I knew all too well my body was responding
in ways it shouldn't. My nipples became hard at his touch.
I bit my lip harshly to prevent making a sound.
I kept telling myself it was just a physical respect,
nothing more than he pinched one of my nipples and
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I was hit with the spark of electricity running through me.
You've got piercings, he said to her, his fingers tracing
the miniature metal studs, sir, studs in her nipples? Yeah?
How does that fucking work? I have my nipples, Piers. Well,
I guess they're kind of studs, like a bar a bar. Yeah,
but studs like earrings just in your nipple hole. Oh yeah,
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I replied, my voice trembling slightly. I got them when
I was a child. They look great, he remarked, sounding
extremely impressed. How much did you pay for them? I'm sorry,
you got your nipples, Piers, when you were a child.
Did you go to Claire's? What is it? Yeah? What
the fuck? Is it still her nipples? I don't know. Yeah,
he's talking about her piercings, and she said, yeah, I
got them when I was a child. Yeah, what the fuck? Weird?
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He nodded, fiddling with the piercings. I could feel myself
getting hot and bothered, and I squeezed my thighs together,
attempting to keep it on the down low. This was
so wrong, like really wrong, but I just couldn't seem
to make him stop. And then suddenly there was a
knock on the door and Mark shouted, Hey, Mary, I
brought you water. Why does she need water right now
at this very second? Yeah, but also like, yeah, Mark,
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come in, please, Oh my god, what is this? Doctor douay? Mark,
Thank god you're here. Yeah. Doctor Carter stood up at once,
taking his hands away from me. We're just finishing up,
he said, sounding all cool and professional. I jumped up
and got into my bra and top as quickly as possible.
My hands were trembling all over the place and my
heart was racing like crazy. Then Mark showed up a
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minute later with the bottle of water. Is something wrong,
he asked, looking between me and doctor Carter. Everything's fine,
Doctor Carter said, with a smile, just a little tenderness,
probably stress or you know, being handled a lot. He
smiled knowingly at Mark, and Mark laughed, somewhat self consciously
that you play with her titties a lot, because I would.
They're nice, You guys, fucking good. I'm glad to hear it,
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Mark said, Giving me the water, Doctor Carter told me
to rub my breast with oil to relieve tenderness, and
he then prescribed a painkiller, a painkiller for your sore tastes.
We were out of there in a few minutes, and
I could feel Marked gaze on me as we headed
to the car. You sure you're okay, he asked again.
Once we're inside, I'm okay, I replied, even though I
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was still in shock at having been robbed, robbed, robbed?
What when were you robbed of? What? She says? Also,
he took my wallet. As soon as I got home,
I headed directly to the bathroom and closed the door.
I shed my panties and noticed that they were actually
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totally soaked. My face flushed with shame, but honestly, I
couldn't help but wonder about how doctor Carter had touched me.
I breathed deeply, trying to push the thoughts away, and
there staring back at me in the mirror, I knew
that this was something that I was certainly not going
to be forgetting any time in the near future. The end,
Oh my goodness, Oh you're a soaky girl. And this
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next one comes from Various Underscore Fotocus fifty four fifty
two and it's called Horny Cock Predators Part one Meeting Kim,
and the tags are male thirties, females thirties, barefoot nudism, naturalism, exhibitionism,
outdoor sex, foot fetish, ooh foot fetish. I don't think
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I've done a foot fetish yet no, Yeah, she was
horny as fuck and had been masturbating for hours. Deb
wasn't due back until two days later. She couldn't keep
her hands off her swollen pussy. Three comes later, her
pussy was still wet. Three comes later, like it's an
increment of time. Clit hard and throbbing. Her head swam
with pent up lust. She needed someone and fast, damn it.
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At thirty, she was five foot six and what some
people would call a BBW or big beautiful woman, although
the only large parts of her body were her watermelon
sized bowling ball shaped tits with concord rape sized shaped
and colored nipples. Jesus descripted some big old yidious. She's
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got watermelons with grapes at the end of them. What
a visual, and her round, big ass. Her peggy poudy
lipped pussy with the green bean shaped and sized clit
sat under her small beer belly. Some food description whatly smokes? Fuck?
Is this description? She has a green bean shaped and
(23:24):
sized clit and colored? Yeah? Is it the green bean
still in its like shell so it's long? Or is
it just a green bean? I was picturing like canned
green beans slightly chubby, slightly muscular, yet still sexy, legs
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ended with sexy sized six feet. Her face was plain,
peppered with freckles and light sea green eyes. She was
not even close to being ugly. Okay, It was near
eighty degrees out, showery and humid. The showers did little
to cool things off, so she decided to take a
walk around the farm padding into the kitchen. Her destination
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was changed for her when she spied the envelope containing
her taxes on the kitchen counter. Her heart raised and
her pussy quivered at the thought of how hot it
was going to be to take a totally naked walk
up her long driveway in the moonlight to the mailbox.
Oh my goodness. She saw the tax forms and she
was like, oh my god. She stared at her flip
flops for a second, contemplating sliding them on to protect
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her soft souls from the gravel. With a shrug, she
put the necklace with her house key around her neck
and went out the door, crossed the lawn, and walked
up the grassy side of the driveway to the row
of mailboxes shared by her and the closest next door neighbor.
A thousand feet from her house through a dense forest
of trees, her heart pounding in her chest, pussy throbbing, quivering,
and her juices oozing down her leg, oozing, oozy, happy
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surprise waited for her last year. Rob Petrie had inherited
the mini farm from her grandfather. He never met a
father he only knew for two years as a toddler,
and multiple cousins he never met. He had off and
on girlfriends and now was single. Standing at six foot
eight inches tall and weighing one hundred and ninety pounds
of lean muscle, he was a little bit of a
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hot with the women. What do you mean, First of all,
he's a giant. He's gangly. Yeah, okay, maybe the women
just really liked that lengthy motherfucker. Yeah. With black hair,
dark brown eyes, he was what the ladies called tall,
dark and handsome. They especially liked his seven inch long,
four inch thick, uncut monster of a cock. That is
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a monster, that is it was all some of them
seemed to be interested in. He had met his next
door neighbor, Kim, and had been thunderstruck by her. He
had flirted with her, with little to no results. She
didn't seem interested. He couldn't be farther from the truth.
He thought it was a shame. She was visiting her
mother in the nearby state. He was in for a surprise.
He had been completely naked in his hammock on the
(26:02):
back deck, jacking off and thinking about her. Now horning
out of his mind, he patted into the house, his hard,
massive cock leading the way. After pissing in the bathroom,
he spotted the letter that needed to be sent out.
With a sigh, he grabbed it, went out the door,
and began patting up the lawn to the shared mailbox stand,
his hard, drooling, twitching cock leading the way. Again. It's
(26:25):
leading the way. The air was cool, the landscape clearly
visible into the light of the full moon, and the
grass felt wonderful under the smooth, soft souls. The slight
breeze made her nipples and clit hard and her heart
pounding harder. As she neared the asphalt, she turned, placed
her envelope in and nearly jumped out of her skin.
He stood there, towering over her, his massive meat, jumping,
(26:48):
his massive meat. He clutched an envelope in his hand
and his eyes were open wide in surprise. He stepped
out onto the asphalt, which was still slightly warm from
the afternoon sun. His cock jerked and he thought he
was seeing things. When he saw her standing by the mailboxes.
His cock threatened to erupt and he took a step
back when she shouted out at him. Stop, who are you?
What do you want? She shouted, getting a fighting stance.
(27:11):
You're the one walking naked to the mailbox. This is
a public space, ma'am. Maybe his dick just really scared her. Yeah,
she's like, ah, monster dick. Yeah, that scared me. I
know the martial arts and I have mace kim kim novak.
He asked, is that you it's me Rob Petrie, your neighbor.
Don't shoot. I won't hurt you. Rob. What the hell
are you doing out here, she asked in a slightly
(27:32):
irritated voice, mailing a letter. He replied, drinking in her
beauty with his eyes. Her eyes were locked on his
massive erection. She was turned away from him, her gorgeous
ass pointed in this direction. He suddenly had the urge
to pepper it with kisses for starters. She turned to him,
her bald pussy drooling and massive tits rising and falling
as he devoured her with his eyes, her bald pussy drooling. Yeah, yeah,
(27:56):
I could ask you the same thing, he quipped with
a tiny chuckle. Yeah, she replied lustily. How's Crystal? She
and her new boyfriend are doing well. We broke up
last month, he replied, popping his envelope into the box
and raising the flag. Too bad for Crystal, Kim chuckled.
Too bad for Roger, too, Rob countered. She and Roger
broke up the month before. They stood there, eyeing each
other hungrily for a few moments, then Kim turned to leave.
(28:19):
He eyed her ass once more, backing into the shadows
and starting to beat off. Come see me sometimes, she said,
with the lusty laughed. Now a good time, he asked, hopefully,
realizing his cock. You just not realize it. I just
realized I have a cock and it's hard crazy, he
followed happily, his cock jerking with each jiggle of her
(28:39):
tight ass as they walked to her house. Now you're mine,
there's no escape, she told him, matter of factly. Once
in the front door of her house, he gasped with
lust when she grabbed him by the shaft of his
cock and led him willingly out onto her back deck
to be continued. Wow, what a story that one just heard.
(28:59):
My you have like some like po donkey like small town. Yeah,
they have like seven teeth put together. Yeah yeah, Well
we hope you enjoyed this episode. Yeah, come on and
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