1. Reunion At The Beach


    Date: 3/24/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Latina, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 82.1, Source: sexstories.com

    wore a t-shirt to try and hide the fact that the one breast was much larger. Nearly twice as big in fact. Once we sat down on the veranda to enjoy some mint julips, Roxanne stood up and took her shirt off. She stood there very erect in her bikini, with her chest pushed outward and pointed at her left breast. With a big wide grin, "Look, Larry!" she exclaimed. "I got my boob fixed." I perked up and stared at her tits, displayed in her tight bikini top. They both looked exactly the same size. "That's awesome, Roxanne." I clasped my hands together. "They both look fabulous now." "Thank you," she proudly replied. "One of Hollywood's best surgeons did it." Roxanne still smiling, sat back down, but didn't put her t-shirt back on. I think she wanted anyone who walked by to see that her breasts were finally matched in size. She seemed very proud of that. I was very happy for her. Roxanne and I were still having mint julips on the veranda when aunt Boopsie and uncle Hortense arrived from Kennebunkport, Maine. They were actually distant cousins, but since Uncle Hortense was the top corporate attorney for the family business for so many years, he and his wife had come to be known as Uncle Hortense and Aunt Boopise. Of course their daughter, Carla, was along. She's a few months younger than I and a few months older than Roxanne. Neither Roxanne or I had seen Carla in ages it seemed. Carla rushed over to hug us and give us a little peck on the cheek. She really looked great, sporting ...
    her dark red hair in a cute chin length bouncy style. As soon as she had her things carried to her room, she rushed back to chat with me and Roxanne. I remember thinking that they both looked so pretty. They'd both be amongst the very best looking girls at Cornell if they had so chosen to attend school there. We all chatted for awhile. Roxanne told us about attending Stanford University and Carla told us all about her school, Wesleyan University. They both expressed their desire to come spend a few weeks in The Hamptons with me that summer, and hit the dance clubs in New York City. Later the next morning after a shower and having breakfast, wearing only my new swim shorts, I began to wander about the house looking for Roxanne and Carla. I was soon informed that they had saddled up a couple of horses for a ride along the beach. I decided to join them. I went to the stables and saddled up the brown thoroughbred, Yo Big Daddy, that once came in last in the Kentucky Derby. I rode Yo Big Daddy down the beach for quite awhile, following horse hoof prints, until I came to the end of the island. I could barely see the twitching of a horse tail from behind one of the sand dunes. So I slowed Yo Big Daddy down from a gallop to a walk and approached. I got the mischievous idea of sneaking up on Roxanne and Carla, and jumping out to scare them. I got off Yo Big Daddy and tied the reins to a large piece of driftwood that was stuck in the sand. I crept up ever so quietly behind the sand dune ...
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