1. Laws of Attraction: The Playgirl


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Incest, Romance, Young, Author: Liv Beornwulf, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    vagina is noisily weeping. She is hungry for more sex already! Miguel, would you mind if we do it again? I want more...and more of Sweet Jake. Please don't say no to me. You are the one who has aroused me. Now you must face the consequences of doing that. I can't keep back the fires of lust from consuming me. What have you done to me, you asshole? He sounds eager to have more sex with me as well. I will fuck you again....my beautiful angel. I am dying to fuck you the millionth time. Those juicy thighs of yours, when undressed for me to lay my eyes on, are as tempting as ever in my mind. Your purple-like tear or vagina—I want to see it and finger it what's more. I bury my head into the pillow, spreading my legs apart. It is gloomy inside my room, with dim multi-colored lights blazing sickly. I can see Miguel posing naked before me. He bends down towards me. I quickly pull my legs further apart, feeling sugar stream out of my cunt as I sight his nicely penis; the handsome penis that is going to pleasure me! I would kill just to have sex with him once more. At last, he calls. I answer following three repeated rings. "Miguel, aren't you scared of writing dirty stuff to me? My vagina passes greetings to your cock regardless." He laughs momentarily. "My cock is okay. He is lonely tonight. Tell sweet vagina she needs to visit him another time. Right now, I have put him to sleep. Be careful with what you say. At any loud and careless and sexually stimulating word, he will not delay ...
    to stir awake." "Don't worry. I am not going to disturb his rest. He worked hard this evening; which explains why he is tired now and needs to enjoy his rest. Sweet vagina shall visit him, I guarantee you. I don't know when exactly." I am meeting him this afternoon. I heave a deep sigh out, and then think about how the event will be like. I am still deciding what it is that I must precisely wear. Well, this is just a basic event. I don't have to look showy or flashy. I will merely be my plain self. When I see him, my heart nearly skips out of my chest. I smile at him charily. He gazes at me coolly. I make my way towards him, battling the feelings of shyness that are aggressively threatening to overcome me. "Miguel, good afternoon!" I stand before him. He places his hand on my waist, boldly looking into my eyes. I feel sugar moving inside my blood, sweet and electrifying. "My angel, I miss you. So much, you don't even know how lonely and miserable I was last night without you sleeping next to me." My lips curl into an unwilling smile. I had no intentions to smile. I forced myself into it. "Miguel, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me," I tell him kindly. My eyes shimmer in the intense sunlight. When I look at him, I start to believe that he is sparkling. Perhaps he is. I am not sure. I love him; I love him; I am solely his. "With me by your side, you won't ever be lonely again, I swear." "I miss last night," he tells me more boldly than he was in the first place. ...
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