1. One Kiss Too Many (chapter six)


    Date: 10/25/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: SCRUFFRILEY, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    LET’S PLAY KISS AND TELL Donna came back to reality. She had been reminiscing about some of her past sexual exploits, trying to boost her confidence level. After all, she hadn't been out on a date in years. Now, as a single mom, she felt unsure how she would be received. As she stood in front of the mirror brushing her hair, she thought, "A date tonight at The Longhouse, eh? The last time I was there was for the wet T-shirt contest. A 54-40 cover band was playing." She remembered how she thought her friend Helen would win, what with her boob-job and all. But Donna had the whole package, and she knew how to present it. She wore a pair of white terrycloth short-shorts. They were so tight, you could see the bulge of her vulva and her labia. When they got wet, they soaked up the water like a thirsty towel. The water mixed with her juices, dripping like a love nectar from her excited pussy, making a delicious sticky concoction. That alone would have made her a winner if I was the judge, seeing her protuberant lips. And her T-shirt was very thin. She had cut it off half way up. Her breasts were big enough to hold the shirt loosely off her body. The band members had come up on stage with spray bottles, spraying the dozen girls with cold water. That made the girls’ nipples stand out. Ned, the lead singer, was the last band member to spray the girls, so he got to see the best results of all that soaking. When he got to Donna, and saw her big nipples sticking out, as if to say, ...
    "Take me," he started singing, "Hey there pretty girl, can I kiss you?" Donna was flattered, and gave him that shy, vulnerable look, the look I hope I’ll never forget, the look that said, "Please take me home and teach me how to fuck you." That was the look that would win her the contest, I'm sure. Ned had the final say. He couldn't get that look out of his head. He was so mesmerized when Donna put her hand to her mouth, inserting her middle finger slightly between her lips, and said, "Oh mister, I'm all wet." Ned's cock went rock hard. He wanted to fuck her so badly, right there. She would have loved that, having an audience, being the prick teaser she was. "And the winner is.....the girl in the white short-shorts, Miss Donna," Ned proclaimed. Shortly after that, the band started playing again. Donna loved to dance, with or without Helen. It wasn't the dancing so much as the performance. She was an exhibitionist, and loved showing off. She would wave her hair all over, and bend over backwards, flashing her pussy lips that were bulging out from under those wet shorts. After the next set, Donna sat with the band at their table. Ned had seen her dancing, and asked if she would dance some more, but for him, right in front of the band. She agreed. Back in England, Donna never went to the school dances, mainly because there were no men there, just boys. She had a thing for older guys. Besides, the way she danced would have been outlawed as being ‘too erotic’. Ned invited her to the ...
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