1. The Challenge 3: The Only Woman


    Date: 4/19/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Consensual Sex, Female solo, Female/Female, Incest, Lesbian, Masturbation, Older Male / Female, Threesome, Voyeurism, Author: tw_holt, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    behind her ear. “I don’t know, I – ” Ulysses started to say. “Please! I made a salad, mixed with tuna,” Elle informed him, as if it was the most amazing meal he would ever have. Ulysses chuckled at her smile, looking around the gym, and thinking for a moment, “I’ll stop by for lunch. Alright?” “Great! You can follow me. I don’t live far,” she said, pulling Ulysses by the arm toward the exit. Elle discreetly breathed his musky scent in, smiling to herself, wondering if what she planned for that Saturday afternoon would come to fruition. They sat on stools at the counter in the kitchen, eating, chatting. Ulysses told her about his travel schedule including a trip to Los Angeles next week for photo shoot with a fitness magazine. Elle informed him her mother was a fitness model too, she was on a job and would be back Monday to spend the rest of Elle’s spring break at home with her. They chatted about Elle’s plans for that evening. She and several other students from school were going to a special dinner held at a man named Bob’s home. He was the sponsor for a scholarship program Elle and three other students were selected for. It pertained to young business entrepreneurs, providing them a free ride to particular four year colleges, as long as they remained in their chosen business majors. Elle had recently been accepted to the University of South Carolina. She was attending the campus near Charleston. Ulysses congratulated her acceptance and stood to leave. “Well, thanks again ...
    for lunch, but I should get going,” he said, stretching slightly. “No, stay a little longer, I’ll show you around the house,” Elle said. Ulysses sighed, jokingly, “Oh alright. But then I need to go.” “That’s Millie’s bedroom,” Elle said, several minutes later, referring to her friendly Yorkshire terrier. It was a half joke. It was actually the guest bedroom, where Millie’s was crated during the day when Elle or her mother, Marcia were gone. The tiny dog usually slept on the floor, on an oversized dog pillow in Elle’s room. “And then this is my bedroom,” Elle said, arriving at the last bedroom on the right. She entered the room, gesturing Ulysses to follow. “Cool,” Ulysses said, pretending to show interest. Her room was a typically girl in nature, pink walls, a large collection of stuffed animals on her bed, and a couple small posters of some actor or musician she liked. “Great,” Ulysses nodded his head. “I’m going to head out now,” pointing to the door with both thumbs. Elle laughed, pulling at his arm, guiding him further into the room, “Just relax and hang out a bit.” Ulysses sighed quietly, not really wanting to be in her room with her, when she appeared to be home alone. He felt that could change any moment and didn’t want her mother to be concerned or angry at Elle. He watched her move some stuffed animals out of the way on her bed, several of them landing on the floor. He glanced over to her desk, looking at some of her jewelry and various trinkets, not noticing Elle was ...
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