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You’ll probably get along really well with my sister actually.” “Why’s that Matt? …She was more of a Clarissa fan, but I’m sure she’ll still love you.” “Haha.
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PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE send your comments and suggestions. Please send any thoughts you may have to [email protected] With that, I threw my fist into the desk with extreme prejudice. I had started to pack up all my belongings for the move home a few hours before I hulked out on my desk. ‘If he takes any of my porn home by accident I’m gonna flip a shit,’ I thought to myself. After sitting down and talking with them like ahdults, and begging a little, they agreed. I just decided to throw the clump in a bucket and deal with it later, dust bunnies and all. ” he asked me as he threw his shit over pretty much the entire room.
(Put CSSA in the subject line.) ———————————————————————————————————— ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— “Good Boy: Still Good” by Slider1234 November 5, 2004 – April 22, 2005 This is a continuation of a fantasy about meeting the beautiful and under-appreciated Larisa Oleynik, star of The Secret World of Alex Mack from back in the day, and 10 Things I Hate About You. It’s a story with an actual plot that includes sexual activity. It includes MF, FF, MFF, cons, oral, dream, rom, exh, Mmast, Fmast, Fdom, Mdom, inc, voy. ” asked Lee as he shoved all his clothes into a giant hockey bag. “Aaahhhh you CUNT.” The beer happened to be too far away, so I had to settle. That would have made the packing experience that much more enjoyable. Luckily, Lee and I were getting picked up to go home for the summer at the same time. After all, they would be in Arizona for some of the summer, getting their newly built winter vacation house decorated and furnished.
So as usual, I have to sit there being pissed off and wait for her to arrive… Luckily, the computer I had been trying to dissemble was the last thing that needed to get packed up. Things between Val and I weren’t awkward anymore after Larisa told me she knew about the late night sexual antics that went on when the three of us shared a bed. She leaned back and looked at me seductively, her legs stretched out, one bent at the knee. As I had left the last room on my farewell tour, my cell phone rang. I answered and found it was my mother, letting me know she was downstairs. In the words of the referee from MTV’s Celebrity Death Match, Judge Mills Lane, “LET’S GET IT ON! The two of us shared a soft and romantic kiss in the airport terminal, just like a TV show, for about a minute. Matty,” she said as she stroked the side of my face with her hand. I don’t think that’s going to make me feel better.” Well, I tried. ” Larisa asked in a, ‘it’s a common occurrence’ way. I bet you don’t stud.” I mean, hey, Val was digging me in a big, big way and Larisa let her play with me… “There are my bags,” she said, nodding at the matching triplets that were coming out of the small dark room. “I’ll take one of them,” said Larisa, reaching for one. I’m the man here,” I grunted as I heaved them up off the ground.
She wasn’t going home until the next day, due to her exam schedule. All I really had left at school was my guitar, computer, and some clothes, and a shit load of posters. =] I can understand her hesitation, being Larisa hadn’t met her, my dad, or my sister yet, but come on. After a nice long hug we let go and walked to go get her luggage, hand in hand. “You know, I used to be afraid of flying.” “Really? Of course there were no colored folk pushing a group of carts for wheeling the luggage around.
I’d fuck her like I’d fuck the 15-year-old girl that sat in front of me at the Green Day concert. In retrospect, she could have been twelve, but I’m not choosy. I unconsciously ran my hands over her exposed thighs, rubbing them as she seduced me. “So you’re saying it’s all right when we’re all in the same room, but not when we’re alone? Val didn’t have the air conditioner on high like Lee and I had. ” she exclaimed as she leaned down and kissed me on the lips. When Larisa walked out of the terminal, I realized I had forgotten just how breathtakingly beautiful she was. As I saw her, a flood of happy and comforting memories filled my loins… I remembered how good I felt around her and how she had a way of making all my problems instantly fade away. I was surprised they weren’t bright red hard shell suitcases from the 70’s to be perfectly honest.
All of a sudden Val jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist, causing me to lose my balance and fall backwards onto her bed. “Val…” “Oh come on Matt,” she said as she leaned down to kiss my neck. I had wanted to sleep with her since the first day I saw her at school. Val pressed her soft warm lips against my neck, gently pushing her tongue past them, licking my skin. I was at full attention now, my manhood forming a tent in my dark green cargos, rubbing against the thin red material of her shorts. Larisa was with us.” She gave me a weird ‘I’m deep in thought’ look. Seriously Gary, anger management this winter break. I decided to peruse the nearby gift shop and bought a guitar magazine and a Snickers bar because really… I saw the plane pull up to the connecting tunnel, and a few minutes later, people exited the aircraft. She looked around for me, carrying her backpack on her shoulder. We made it about two hundred feet before I almost collapsed like Jesus carrying the cross… “…Just gotta rest the hands.” I wiggled my fingers around like the bassist from Tantric, trying to loosen them up… God there are so many inside jokes in this story that only one person would get. She was the only person that had suitcases without wheels.
I’ll tell you this, I will never get a footjob from anyone in that field of sport. “You too Valerie.” She hadn’t let go, but instead held me tighter. After a few seconds of Valerie kissing and sucking on my neck, and softly moaning, I pushed her away from me. It also caused my cock to swell up in thickness and length. I could definitely gather that there was going to be some sex in the coming months. I wasn’t even sure if I used it right but it sure sounded good. And I want you to dust everything off with a damp rag before you put it away. Her dirty blonde hair had gotten longer since the last time I saw her, now laying a bit past her shoulders. The top floor of the place erupted in flames with the fire of a thousand suns. Larisa ran towards me in what seemed like slow motion, just like a movie. I threw her bags onto it and we made our way to the parking lot, where we saw a guy that couldn’t have looked more like a shoe bomber unless he had “shoe bomber” written on his forehead. And it’s the best car ever.” I unlocked it using my clicker and I made the OOO EHH OOO locking noise. This car’s gonna take you around all summer.” “Leather seats… Nice,” said Larisa as she looked around the luxury vehicle.
She knew I wanted to fuck her ever since that morning in her room where we kissed, or rather, the night before in my room where she jerked me off as I slept next to Larisa. “I think I’m going to have to pass though.” Seriously though. Where the hell was I that I missed these girls when I was younger? I’ll consider this a rain check,” she said, acting a little disappointed and yet serious at the same time. “Well Val, I’m gonna finish saying bye to everyone.” “Well… ” she asked, pouting her lips, making a sad puppy-dog face. “Sure.” She stood up and wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders, clasping her hands together behind my head. I’ll see you soon,” she said warmly as I hugged her back. Her skin felt so soft and smooth as I worked my way high up her legs, just below the bottom of her shorts, my fingers poking underneath the thin fabric. This, combined with the sexiness of the situation and her body heat, caused me to start to get warm. “Then we’ll see what happens when I come visit you guys this summer,” she said with an incredibly wicked smile. get off me anytime you want.” I accidentally let my penis do the talking. I brought my left hand up to the side of her head, running it over the hair controlled by her loose ponytail. ” I tried to yell as her tongue slipped into my mouth. We’ll see how much time I have to do that before I head to the airport.” “Don’t you start with me! ” I’m getting pissed off just writing this right now… She wore a pair of faded low-cut jeans and a cute little collared baby blue top. Finally, she saw me through the crowd of departing passengers and her face lit up like the cafeteria at my college last month. ‘Thank God,’ I thought to myself, ecstatic with joy and relief.
Maybe a B .” “Well that’s good.” She hesitated for a moment, looking down at her hands, twiddling her fingers.