1. Malpractice Chapter 3: My New Stomping Grounds REPOST


    Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Hardcore, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: Dadachum, Rating: 87.1, Source: sexstories.com

    Hannah was just sixteen, but she had a well developed body. Her breasts weren't large, but neither had Jordan's been at that age. Come spring her chest would probably double in size, and by this time next year they'd probably be the same size as Rose; a pair of lovely C-cups. Hannah's big draw was her legs, hips and her butt, though. Again, her hips weren't quite in the same league as Rose's, but for a sixteen-year-old girl this was bordering on some Nicki Minaj-type stuff, let me tell you. Face-wise she was very like my mom, only twenty-three years younger, with a cute little nose and slightly pointy. She had very dark eyebrows for her blond hair, which was much lighter than Jordan's. Her lips were thin but cutely open at the center to minutely show a tiny piece of her front teeth. She also had the clearest blue eyes. Bombardier's eyes, as Stephen King would have described them. “So, what now?” she asked. “Now? I don't know, what time is it?” “Four.” “Only? Well I'm beat. I'm going to take a nap in my room.” Then came a knock on the door. I immediately felt who it was. “I'll get it!” Hannah called. She skidooed towards the door and opened it. “Oh, hi Denise!” she said. “JORDAN, IT'S FOR-” “Actually, I'm not looking for Jordan. Hi, by the way.” “You're not here to see Jordan? Then who are y-” “Hi Matt!” she yelled down the hallway and waved. Then, forgetting herself, she tried to act reserved. “Um, when I was here the other day, about the power outage...” “Yeah, they fixed ...
    it over at your house too, right?” I said as I walked toward the hallway. Just a meter from where Hannah stood, just two days ago, Denise had been on her knees sucking my cock. “Yeah, it's fixed.” she laughed nervously, as Hannah stood between us with a perplexed expression on her face. “But I sort of lost my keys. And I think I might have dropped them... here.” she looked at me intently, trying to hide her intention from Hannah. “Oh.” I said. “Oh, right. Right. Yeah, I found them after you came by. Sorry, I forgot all about it. They're up in my room.” “Should I come and get them?” she asked, anticipation in her voice. “Sure, come on in.” She kicked her shoes off her feet and raced past Hannah, leaving her either suspicious or just dumbstruck. We went upstairs to my room. I hoped Jordan wouldn't choose this particular time to come out of her room. The very second we were in my room Denise shut the door and fell into my arms, kissing passionately and with longing in her lips and tongue. “Oh god, Matt, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you this whole weekend.” she said in between kisses. I instinctively grabbed her hips, and slowly moved to her athletically fit ass. I struggled to remember what exactly I had sent into her mind that time. I had just been horny, I don't think I ever put in a command put in words. “Look, Denise.” I said, letting her go. With the blueballs I had, that was hard to do. I looked at her, standing there in my room, dressed in white top with a ...
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