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I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it but I haven't been able to get it out of my head and I can't seem to track it down! I've checked my browser history and it wasn't helpful. It was about Luke and my mom and I really wanted to read it again. Any help would be appreciated.

:)
 
I read it, it was rivoting. The author was Garnate, I don't remember the title.
 
I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it but I haven't been able to get it out of my head and I can't seem to track it down! I've checked my browser history and it wasn't helpful. It was about Luke and my mom and I really wanted to read it again. Any help would be appreciated.

:)

It's not a story. It really happened just like your just like your mother told the support group.

I told you not to go with her, but you wouldn't listen.
 
I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.
 
I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it but I haven't been able to get it out of my head and I can't seem to track it down! I've checked my browser history and it wasn't helpful. It was about Luke and my mom and I really wanted to read it again. Any help would be appreciated.

:)

Is this an extension of the Story...of a lovely lady...who was bringing up three lovely girls..all of them with hair of gold, like their mother...the youngest one in curls ?
 
I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it but I haven't been able to get it out of my head and I can't seem to track it down! I've checked my browser history and it wasn't helpful. It was about Luke and my mom and I really wanted to read it again. Any help would be appreciated.

:)

That's just sick.

I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.

You get more interesting every day.

Chat seems to be down as well, does anyone know anything about that?

Chat is on her knees giving me head right now. She's be back in 15 minutes or so.
 
I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.

I really wanted to read that, that is up until the my little pony butt plug thingy.
 
I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.

I thought that sounded familiar!

DAMMIT! :mad:
 
That's just sick.



You get more interesting every day.



Chat is on her knees giving me head right now. She's be back in 15 minutes or so.
Thank you, thor. ;)

Chat is such a fickle slut. Quit hogging her.
I really wanted to read that, that is up until the my little pony butt plug thingy.
Some people have no sense of adventure.
I thought that sounded familiar!

DAMMIT! :mad:
My work here is done. :kiss:
 
I can't remember what it was called or who wrote it but I haven't been able to get it out of my head and I can't seem to track it down! I've checked my browser history and it wasn't helpful. It was about Luke and my mom and I really wanted to read it again. Any help would be appreciated.

:)

I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.

Luke lived next door. He was the pool boy for the lusty neighborhood moms, who liked to watch him work his skimmer in the water and imagine him plunging their depths, if you know what I mean. (I mean sex.) (With Luke.)

Mom gave horse riding lessons at the local country club. All of that horse riding meant she had strong legs and liked to grip them around something all muscly. (I mean sex.)

One day, Luke dropped off his little sister for her first riding lesson and recognized Mom from her pool. For some reason, hers was the dirtiest in the neighborhood. He had to clean it all of the time. It was filled with leaves, dirt, plastic bags, cheese rinds. But she tipped well, so Luke didn't mind. Plus, he thought she was hot. (As in, for purposes of sex.)

Mom told Luke she needed him back at her pool tomorrow, for an extra in-depth cleaning. Luke agreed, eager for his big tip. Mom was eager for his big tip, too. (No parenthetical needed.)

The next day, Luke arrived late morning and began working his skimmer like never before, plunging in, pulling out, pausing, and repeating. Mom watched him from the house, martini in one hand, a modified horse tail whip in the other. Suddenly, Mom put down her glass. It was time.

"Luke! Could you join me in the cabana hut for a moment? I need your help with something." She walked by him in her Japanese silk robe and ermine kitten heels. The robe was loose enough to reveal her thighs with every step. Luke was happy to follow.

In the cabana hut, Mom explained she needed to test out the new horse tail whip. Luke's eyes widened. "It won't hurt. Much." She let it crack through the air as she told him to drop on all fours. She softly slapped his round ass with the whip, enough to make him jump, but he dutifully stayed in position. Mom walked slowly around him, admirably eyeing his flanks and broad bare back. "Take off your shorts." Luke got up on his knees and dropped his trunks, his cock springing to full attention. "You measure up nicely to the horses, Luke. Now back down."

Mom kneeled behind Luke, and with a bottle of lube he hadn't seen before, she worked his ass like an expert pizza dough spinner. Suddenly, he felt something cold pressing against his brown bud. It was the horse whip. The handle, he realized, was a butt plug. "Ready?" she whispered. He nodded. And then it was inside. He clenched. It hurt, and he liked it. She moved her hand to his balls, her slippery fingers massaging them slowly, until they moved on to his rock hard shaft. He closed his eyes, rocking back and forth with her hand, feeling the hairs of the whip brush the back of his legs.

Suddenly, she mounted his back. "Carry me back to the pool."

She was surprisingly light. He horse-walked with her on top, the twenty paces to the pool's edge. Then he bucked her off. She tumbled into the grass by the path, her robe falling open and exposing her smooth pale skin, her huge tits, her smooth snatch. She spread her legs while keeping her eyes on his. He crawled over to her, and in one swift movement, he thrust into her, bottoming out and holding still, letting her feel all of him. They fucked for ages, his tail whipping wildly in the breeze.

The next time Luke cleaned her pool, she walked by him wordlessly, carrying the same whip, but this time wearing a black latex catsuit. He dropped the skimmer and followed.
 
I'm also looking for a story. This guy and this girl have sex. I think it was outdoors or something, and one of them wore a pony tail butt plug, while the other was clad head to toe in latex.

Oh wait, I think that's the same story as the one you're looking for.

No, that's the sequel: Ponygirls on Parade.
 
Now all the GB has to do is work in a Valentine's Day reference and this could win the current contest.
 
Mischka, you are the best. It's no wonder I want to lay naked with you in a field and watch the clouds roll by.

No, that's the sequel: Ponygirls on Parade.

Damn, I'm always getting my dirty stories mixed up.
 
Luke lived next door. He was the pool boy for the lusty neighborhood moms, who liked to watch him work his skimmer in the water and imagine him plunging their depths, if you know what I mean. (I mean sex.) (With Luke.)

Mom gave horse riding lessons at the local country club. All of that horse riding meant she had strong legs and liked to grip them around something all muscly. (I mean sex.)

One day, Luke dropped off his little sister for her first riding lesson and recognized Mom from her pool. For some reason, hers was the dirtiest in the neighborhood. He had to clean it all of the time. It was filled with leaves, dirt, plastic bags, cheese rinds. But she tipped well, so Luke didn't mind. Plus, he thought she was hot. (As in, for purposes of sex.)

Mom told Luke she needed him back at her pool tomorrow, for an extra in-depth cleaning. Luke agreed, eager for his big tip. Mom was eager for his big tip, too. (No parenthetical needed.)

The next day, Luke arrived late morning and began working his skimmer like never before, plunging in, pulling out, pausing, and repeating. Mom watched him from the house, martini in one hand, a modified horse tail whip in the other. Suddenly, Mom put down her glass. It was time.

"Luke! Could you join me in the cabana hut for a moment? I need your help with something." She walked by him in her Japanese silk robe and ermine kitten heels. The robe was loose enough to reveal her thighs with every step. Luke was happy to follow.

In the cabana hut, Mom explained she needed to test out the new horse tail whip. Luke's eyes widened. "It won't hurt. Much." She let it crack through the air as she told him to drop on all fours. She softly slapped his round ass with the whip, enough to make him jump, but he dutifully stayed in position. Mom walked slowly around him, admirably eyeing his flanks and broad bare back. "Take off your shorts." Luke got up on his knees and dropped his trunks, his cock springing to full attention. "You measure up nicely to the horses, Luke. Now back down."

Mom kneeled behind Luke, and with a bottle of lube he hadn't seen before, she worked his ass like an expert pizza dough spinner. Suddenly, he felt something cold pressing against his brown bud. It was the horse whip. The handle, he realized, was a butt plug. "Ready?" she whispered. He nodded. And then it was inside. He clenched. It hurt, and he liked it. She moved her hand to his balls, her slippery fingers massaging them slowly, until they moved on to his rock hard shaft. He closed his eyes, rocking back and forth with her hand, feeling the hairs of the whip brush the back of his legs.

Suddenly, she mounted his back. "Carry me back to the pool."

She was surprisingly light. He horse-walked with her on top, the twenty paces to the pool's edge. Then he bucked her off. She tumbled into the grass by the path, her robe falling open and exposing her smooth pale skin, her huge tits, her smooth snatch. She spread her legs while keeping her eyes on his. He crawled over to her, and in one swift movement, he thrust into her, bottoming out and holding still, letting her feel all of him. They fucked for ages, his tail whipping wildly in the breeze.

The next time Luke cleaned her pool, she walked by him wordlessly, carrying the same whip, but this time wearing a black latex catsuit. He dropped the skimmer and followed.

No, no. The story I'm looking for had way more typos.

Just kidding, this is the first time in the history of anything that a story thread actually produced a story. I'm so proud of you and so disgusted at the same time..... :heart:
 
The story I'm looking for should be between the 12th story and the 14th story. But it's never there. No elevator button for it.

Do you think that is where the NSA is?
 
Mischka, you are the best. It's no wonder I want to lay naked with you in a field and watch the clouds roll by.
And that will be the basis of my next story. :kiss:

No, no. The story I'm looking for had way more typos.

Just kidding, this is the first time in the history of anything that a story thread actually produced a story. I'm so proud of you and so disgusted at the same time..... :heart:
"More" typos made me go back and check how many typos I committed. :p

And simultaneous pride and disgust is what I was going for.

Now all the GB has to do is work in a Valentine's Day reference and this could win the current contest.
And this is where I confess I'm terrible and didn't know there was a contest. I'm almost tempted to check out the rules and see if I can modify this whimsy into something more.
 
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