Semua Bab HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts): Bab 201 - Bab 210

Sienna watched as a tan girl equipped with an apple bottom received a single smart slapping. She gulped nervously, noticing the line of to-be swatted ladies dwindling rapidly.“Only a few girls left this round!” Paige commented, giving her friend a mild spank. “Excited for your turn, aren’t ya?”“Uhh,” Sienna mumbled. Thoughts of her bookish boyfriend back on dry land filtering into her mind. Their special moment right before the voyage (some still within her)... The answer was fast and easy. This wasn’t right. She couldn’t do it. Sienna’s expression mirrored the very sentiment.“No! Don’t tell me you’re going to pass, Sienna!” Paige gasped. “No one else on this entire ship has passed! It’s only the first round, Jesus!”“Sorry, Paigey,” Sienna replied. “Thirty-two!” cried the navy seal host.She looked down at her invitation... thirty-two written on the back. A young strapping lad with large pecs stood awaiting his turn to put sweaty hands on poor Sienna.“Woah!” he said upon seeing t

At last Sienna’s turn had arrived. She made her way to the center... and here she experienced a moment of unease, as if the last remaining portion of her conscience grabbed hold of a foot, putting a stop to the madness! But this feeling dissipated in an instant (once her panties hit the floor). And then her ass hit the dick... She felt his sturdy, warm pole finding its way between the cheeks. The thick shaft brushed along her pussy as she grinded up and down... Sienna desperately wanted to slip her hand back and ram the thing inside her lips. However, she feared such an act would result in a removal from the contest – which would mean no more sexy games... no more liberated cock.“There,” she said harshly, “You like my ass in your face? I don’t care! Now get over here and suck my toes. I need a real cock!”It tickled more than anything. Sienna never much cared for toe sucking, and so she spent most of her time giggling and flicking his face away with her feet.Now it was back to the s

All settled in. Good. Remember, as I told you yesterday; think of this place as your own home, and of my husband and me as your best friends ever. It doesn’t matter if we are more than a dozen years older than you are, we can still be good friends. You can call me Ginger, honey... addressing me as Mrs. Ryan makes me feel so old. We’ve done this before, you know, having exchange students like you over, and each of them have never felt more at home here than they did anywhere else. And they were all like you, nineteen or twenty, young and eager to learn their way around this big bad world. And George and I were more than happy to help.The entire house is yours to explore, there’s no need to ask for permission, just go anywhere you please. And if you have need of anything, just ask... my husband and I will be more than glad to help out. So do you have a boyfriend back home? You do, oh, that’s awesome. He must be really lucky to have a lovely girl like you in his life. You are really one

My head still spins from the hangover last night. It was truly one of the best closing parties I have attended, with all those hot, amazing college girls swinging their hips as they grind on horny men’s crotches on the dance floor and who-knows-where all night. I know they’re good fishes to catch whenever I cross paths with them around the university’s hallways, but I never thought them to be wild girls after a few drinks.Probably whoever notices me in the bus gets weirded out by the sleazy smile I draw on my face. I can’t help it. My brain plays on rewind the night’s bliss, and what happens after the door closes with me and Carina behind it.Just mere thinking of her irresistible curves and beautiful face, I can feel my body warm and fuzzy. I have been eyeing on her all semester, and last night was my shining moment. Seeing her seducing stares every time I gave her long gazes, I know she’s up for it.My crotch grows with a bulge as I imagine her in that tight, red dress highlighting

I’m home.”My mother’s gleeful voice fills the living room. She’s pretty much in the mood, and it’s the opportunity I’ve been looking forward all day long. I stand up from the couch and run towards her to take the bags in her hand.She smiles at my kind offer. Finally, some good points to diminish my bad reputation. “You seem to be in a good mood, mom.”She shrugs her shoulders as we walk together to the kitchen. I unpack the bags and arrange the items she purchased to the shelves and in the fridge. She leans on the counter, watching me as I commence with my initiative. “I aced another catering schedule this Sunday. Isn’t that nice?”I nod my head. It’s a good sign, and I think I can go out at Steve’s today. I try to keep her mood on the green light, assuring that she’s in a great mood before I ask her the question. “Great. By the way, I met the new neighbor living beside Kali and Kacy’s.”“Oh, the tall, blonde bachelorette?” Mom raises her brows at me, surprised to know that I came o