CeasarBoobage
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Taking the plot line from another one of the stories in my "never will be finished" list, I give you this scenario.
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The lady came into the room, asking me where everyone was. I said they went to the gas station for beer, and they would be back in about five minutes. She asked if I could keep a secret, and I nodded.
With a huge smile, she pushed me onto the couch, straddled my lap, and took off her shirt. She was braless, and I stared in wonder at her beautiful breasts. She put my hands on them, making me squeeze them. She lifted my face to hers and kissed me deeply for what seemed like an hour. Pulling away, she wiggled her hips and mouthed 'nice' as she reached under her crotch and squeezed my hardness that was pressing against her. After one last squeeze, she pulled my hands away and stood up.
"So this stays a secret then," she said as she took her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Ten seconds later, our friends came back home, laughing at my expression and inability to stand up.
Not only will I not tell anyone, but no one would believe me if I did.
I don't know why she did it, but that awesome minute will stay with me forever!
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It was something inspired by real life, and 100% true up until the 'pushed onto the couch' part; the rest ran through my mind while in real life she flopped on the couch and grabbed the TV remote.
How does this story end up being told? Who is this lady? An aunt, neighbor, sis-in-law, or co-worker?
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The lady came into the room, asking me where everyone was. I said they went to the gas station for beer, and they would be back in about five minutes. She asked if I could keep a secret, and I nodded.
With a huge smile, she pushed me onto the couch, straddled my lap, and took off her shirt. She was braless, and I stared in wonder at her beautiful breasts. She put my hands on them, making me squeeze them. She lifted my face to hers and kissed me deeply for what seemed like an hour. Pulling away, she wiggled her hips and mouthed 'nice' as she reached under her crotch and squeezed my hardness that was pressing against her. After one last squeeze, she pulled my hands away and stood up.
"So this stays a secret then," she said as she took her clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Ten seconds later, our friends came back home, laughing at my expression and inability to stand up.
Not only will I not tell anyone, but no one would believe me if I did.
I don't know why she did it, but that awesome minute will stay with me forever!
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It was something inspired by real life, and 100% true up until the 'pushed onto the couch' part; the rest ran through my mind while in real life she flopped on the couch and grabbed the TV remote.
How does this story end up being told? Who is this lady? An aunt, neighbor, sis-in-law, or co-worker?