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badbabysitter

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A stolen Thread

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Sarah woke up to the sound of her roomate getting fucked hard on the other side of the wall. The low guttural moans were the same ones she had fallen asleep to the night before. The rythmic pounding of her roomates headboard against the adjoining wall was something Sarah was used to now.

Sarah climbed reluctantly from her bed, and stretched out, looking at herself in the mirror. She always slept naked, and looking in the mirror, she smiled at herself. At 5'1", 97 lbs, Sarah was often mistaken for a teenager, despite being 23 years old. The only saving grace was that the only weight she had rested in her perky C-cup breasts that looked huge on her tiny frame, and her tight ass. Sarah ran her hands up her sides and under her breasts. Lifting them up slightly, she bent her head down and kissed each one. "Good morning girls," she said, smiling.

Her roomate's groans were turning into screams, and the sexual energy coming through the wall was really getting to Sarah. She let her hands slip down from her breasts, and placed one finger gently at the top of her slit, tracing little cirlces across the lips, and then gently pressing in. After a few moments, she stopped. "I can't take it anymore," she muttered, "if I don't get some real cock, and I mean soon, I am going to explode." She quickly slipped on a pair of high cut running shorts, and a sports bra, and made her way into the kitchen to make a quick breakfast.

As she stood in the kitchen, reading the newspaper and drinking a cup of orange juice, her roomate's latest stud came out of the bedroom, totally naked. He stood there in the doorway smiling at Sarah, "sorry, Kristen told me you were probably sleeping." The man was gorgeous, 6'2", 185 lbs, with a cock that hung probably 6 inches totally limp. He caught her staring at his package and smiled at her. "She said there was chocolate sauce in the fridge which I should get." He walked across the kitchen, his big cock swaying with each step, and as he bent over to look into the fridge, his ass looked magnificent. As he left the room, Sarah decided to go for a run to relieve some of her pent up horniness.

"Why can't I get a guy like that?" she asked herself as she began jogging towards the park. "Every guy who wants to fuck me has a 4 inch cock and likes the thought of fucking a small girl because it makes him look bigger. I want some fucking meat." She was frustrated as she ran down the path, and hoped that today would turn out better than it had started.
 
Ryan lay in bed, head on the pillow, staring into space. He couldn't sleep. He had been out last night having a great time with some friends, got a little drunk, met a beautiful woman and went back to her place. Unfortunately, that's where things took their normal sour turn. Things were getting hot and heavy and moving into the bedroom, clothes started coming off and then...

You know how in the porno movies were every woman wants a huge cock and when they find one they go crazy on it and have the best sex ever in time? Unfortunately, that wasn't real life. Most women want a hefty cock but not a huge cock, and when Ryan revealed his 7-inches-limp member, fully hard at just about 11 inches long, the slutty blonde suddenly got cold feet.

She had started by attempting to blow him, but when she found that her little mouth couldn't even fully enfulf the head of his monster cock, she didn't even try using her tounge or anything, she just gave up and tried to have him fuck her instead. Then she was more worried than anything, which made her body not as pliable as she needed to be, and after a few minutes of trying desperately to get her pussy to accept his huge size, she called it quits.

Ryan had spent the whole drive home angry. Not at her, really, it wasn't her fault her eyes were bigger than her pussy, but when you've got an angry footlong half-hard unsatisfied cock in your pants, you would be a little touchy too. His endowment, which most men think they want more than anything in the world, was as much a curse as it was a blessing.

When he got home, he changed for bed, jerked himself off to a rather unsatisfying yet quite explosive orgasm, and tried to get some sleep. His anxious libido made that rather difficult, though, and despite the long night and the alcohol, he still found himself wide awake at the crack of down.

Screw this, he thought, I gotta get some energy out. He threw on some tight running shorts, ones that didn't blatantly show off his hefty package but didn't hide it too well either, a tight-fitting tank top to show off his well-sculpted upper body, and headed out to the park for a run. Maybe it would help, or at the very least it would get his mind off sex for an hour.
 
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