1. Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 8


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Hardcore, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: jordeso, Rating: 92.6, Source: sexstories.com

    all over Roger's scrawny body. I knocked his legs out from under him with a slow motion leg sweep, and immediately started laying a beating on his face. I heard hooting and catcalling from the indistinct crowd that formed a ring around the one-sided fight, and I reveled in the sluggish, testosterone-fueled brutality I was inflicting on the spoiled punk. I yelled something incomprehensible that was supposed to be a tough and intimidating one-liner, and stood up proudly, looking down on my unconscious opponent, who had somehow shrunken to the size of a little boy. I looked around and noticed the crowd was no longer cheering and hollering, but was murmuring instead. Goosebumps spread on my skin, and I felt a familiar chill in my chest. Oh no. I recognized the chill. It was the indescribable unease I felt in my dreams before they dissolved into surreal nightmares. I instantly became aware that I was dreaming and spun around slowly in my dream, waiting for faces in the crowd to become grotesque or bloodied or something else equally awful to signal my dream descending into madness. Instead, I noticed a face in the crowd that I could have sworn wasn't there before. Grace stepped forward out of the crowd, 8 feet tall and smiling contentedly. As she approached she got smaller and smaller, so by the time her face was up close to mine she was her normal height. "Nice," she breathed seductively. I thought she was talking about me subduing her boyfriend, who I had just beaten to a pulp, ...
    and I looked behind me to see his unconscious body had been replaced by a fresh cot. I turned back to face Grace and saw her bite her lip. She gently pushed my chest with the tips of her fingers and I fell back, floating like a feather until I landed on the cot, which had grown to be the size of a king-size bed. Grace unbuttoned her yellow cardigan and let it slide off her arms onto the floor. She slowly undid her capri jeans and dropped them to her knees before lowering herself onto the bed. She kicked off her jeans as she slowly crawled towards me, smiling wide with mischief and excitement in her eyes. Her golden curls bounced as she clawed her way across the ever-expanding bed, and I gulped as I ogled her generous breasts, begging to bust out of her white blouse. As she reached my side she unbuttoned my shorts, and stooped down to unzip them with her teeth. She pulled my shorts and boxers off at the same time, revealing my full erection, and winked at me before taking it in her mouth. I gasped and felt my vision swim. I had had a wet dream once before, and I remembered the mess I made and what a pain it was to clean it up and hide it. The seams of my dream blurred even more and I tried my best to focus on Grace's expert blowjob. Thinking about waking up and acknowledging I was dreaming threatened to yank me out of my fantasy, and it was a fantasy I desperately wanted. I felt sloppy and wet all-too-real sensations all around my dick, and looked down to see Grace was really ...
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