Lahat ng Kabanata ng Crazy Adventures: Kabanata 1071 - Kabanata 1080

"This turn you on, huh? Running around, naked like this? Where anyone might see ya?" He asks as he keeps smacking my ass, making it sting horribly. His blows get so hard my entire body rocks as he spanks.The two of them must have some secret sex thing, where she goes into the neighborhood...naked. And he must drive around to find her. Dear me. I had no clue he would be that kinky. Or that she would. They go to church every Sunday! Never would take them to have any sex outside of missionary. Never would think anything like this.I'm learning a damn lot about the world tonight. Am I the only one that doesn't have some super kinky sex thing going on?He slaps my bare ass again, making me yelp over and over. Then again. He openly spanks me as I'm bent over this bench, thinking that I'm his wife. Granted, we are similar in size, somewhat, but as drunk as he is, I bet if I weighed 500 pounds he would still think I'm his wife.He isn't scared of getting caught as he fully spanks me hard unt

"Mira, we are going a la casa. Move, I'm driving," she proclaims and moves to the driver's side of the car while still clutching her naked body. She pushes him to make him move out of the way, but not in a mean way. He playfully stumbles as he walks to the other side of the car. She then gets in, ducking low as she does. Her eyes scan the area as if checking that no one can see her. Then in her drunk state, she has to sit up tall in the driver's side, where her boobs are plainly seen.Ralph then gets into the passenger's seat and closes the door. Then they drive away. Mary drives, I guess home, while naked. Their little sexual adventure ends like this. Again, never would have thought it from them of all people. Learning a lot about life tonight.Stunned and now drunk, I stay bent over, not believing what's just happened. Then I laugh, or try to, as I bet Ralph won't remember any of this. And Mary never even saw me, so she has no clue. Neither will know that he fucked me out in public,

Then he turns down the street I was just on. Basically, he disappears to my left, wanting to check out that street in hopes his one-night girlfriend is down there. I take a deep breath at this, thinking it's for the best. For all I know he lives down there.I've never got into Tinder to be honest. I understand the point of it, but in a way I don't. People will tell you to your face how it is a romance app so you can find "the one" when everyone on the planet knows it's just for hook-ups. And typically apps like that don't have real women either. They have call girls, catfishes and men with mental issues. I'm not surprised the girl stood the guy up, if she was even a girl.A new idea occurs to me, one that I can't believe I hadn't thought of. As drunk and high as I am, my thinking isn't on my normal level, you know? If I try to stand, I could twist around to free myself. That I can peel myself off the nail. In my drunk mind, I see this working as all I would have to do is stand and twi

My eyes close and I start to rock my hips on the toy, making the waves that move over me more intense. Now each roll of my hips, I moan in pleasure, not caring if the dork sees. I get a bit rough with this as I love this orgasm. It feels different from all the rest. It's more violating and humiliating but in a great way. I get so rough with rocking on the damn thing that I can feel my breasts bounce.That's when I feel him grab my left boob. My eyes open and I look down to see him grabbing it with both hands. Only he's not groping or rubbing it. No, instead he's sliding something on it. It's a long black...cloth? He slides it down until it's at the base of the boob. What the fuck?I let out a gasp as he pulls on the thing to reveal what it really is, some sort of automatically tightening loop. For it tightens at the base of my breast as if trying to tie it off. My eyes widen as my poor boob gets the loop tighter and tighter. Thankfully it stops before it gets too bad.Still in the mid

My eyes stay wide as I cum, again. The waves move over me like they have done countless times now, making my drunk and high mind feel a fogged, toxic waste land. The first few were nice, great even. But after the 7th and now 8th? It's getting intense.How did I even get like this? How did I get myself in this position? It's utterly impossible. If I told any of my friends, they would never believe me. Even if there was some truth-potion and I took it, they would still never believe the night that I've had.All I wanted to do was a simple, silly dare. A cute dare. An innocent dare. A dare where I just went into my backyard and showed my goodies off for just a few moments in the dark. A harmless little dare, but an arousing one for me as I never do anything exciting. I was going to go out, lift my shirt and pull down my pajama bottoms for a few moments, then rush back inside to, umm, enjoy myself in the tub.But after I pulled up my top and pulled down my pajama bottoms, I leaned back ag