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Jesus Christ, what the fuck is wrong with me?” I turned the truck over, and peeled out of there with a screech of rubber. Five minutes later, I was on the highway, driving like the accelerator had fucked my sister. Instead of me. I thought grimly. I didn’t know why this had started happening. Emily and I were only a year apart, and it wasn’t like she’d grown tits and ass overnight. I’d threesome never felt this way about her in high school, but the moment she moved in with me after her graduation, the thoughts just started coming, and they were only getting worse. What had once been glances had turned to full-blown eye-fucks, and simple musings had turned into compilation full-throttle, choke-my-cock-until-I-hate-myself jerk-off sessions. Even now, the fantasies were coming to me, completely unbidden. Emily in a schoolgirl outfit, smiling coyly over her shoulder. Emily in a bathing suit, raising an eyebrow as she sneaks a suggestive finger beneath her shoulder strap. Emily in chains, pulled spread eagle onto the cross, staring at me from bulging eyes above a spit-coated ball-gag. I wrenched the steering wheel to the side, and barely missed the oncoming semi-truck. I swerved through three lanes of traffic, my tires screeching as I struggled to regain control of the vehicle. I finally managed to get on the shoulder, the fading blare of the semi’s horn echoing in my ears, a backdrop to the thundering of my heart, and the rapid intakes of breath. “That’s it!” I exclaimed, “I’m going to therapy!” EMILY My Halloween costume was laid out where I’d put it yesterday, on my bed, waiting for me when I got off my shift. But fucking Ahmed had decided that we were understaffed in the pharmaceutical section, so instead of being a sexy sushi (and don’t worry, I’ll explain that in a second), I was dressed in khakis and a red polo. ‘Corporate slave’ didn’t have the same appeal as ‘sexy sushi,’ but I couldn’t discard my vocational outfit. Daniel had been paying the rent all by himself for two months straight, and I had to chip in. He was already burning through his savings just to make ends meet for us. He was too good to me. “But he’s still a fucking asshole!” I huffed at the cat, and took her bored glare as a resounding agreement. I folded my arms, and pouted on the bed, glaring at my sexy sushi outfit. Funny-sexy was hard to pull off, but damnit, I did it this year. I fucking nailed it. The headpiece was a California Roll I’d made of foam and tissue paper, the brazier was a salmon color that evoked sashimi with a ‘rice’ frill at the top, and the skirt was a black garment meant to evoke maki, with a little embroidery on the crotch that said, ‘something smells fishy.’ It would’ve been glorious, but alas, it would never see the light of day. “Well you know what, Cleo?” I prompted the cat, who glared up at me for interrupting her crotch-licking session, “I’m gonna wear it anyway. You and I will just have our own Halloween party! Yeah! Just you and me… just me and the cat… and I’m wearing anal a fucking sushi outfit that advertises my smelly pussy.” I sighed, and drooped my shoulders, “There’s a cat joke in there somewhere, Cleo, if you want to pick the low hanging fruit.” I mumbled. Cleo answered by licking her crotch. I stripped to my birthday suit, grabbed my costume, and grumbled to myself as I began putting it on. I scowled when the brazier hung loosely from my chest. My ass was to die for, I knew, but my breasts left something to be desired. They were nice; B-cups and beautifully shaped, but I couldn’t help but feel like I’d been cheated. Mom had petite a chest that could act as a life raft in case of emergency. “First-world problems, Em.” I told my reflection, then grabbed my tits, pushed them together, and tightened the corset. There; magic. Nobody Hardcore knows the better until the outfit comes off, and by then, there’s no turning back. You’re mine, hypothetical male escapade, MINE! Mwhuahahahaha! It was what was going on on the sofas that was the interesting part; basically it was an orgy. They became very comfortable together, their inhibitions lowered. Her waist was the smallest I’ve petite ever seen on a grown woman. She looked anal quizzically at the glass of wine. "No I will not" she insisted. “I’d like one of those Sybian machines please.” Ajay seeing her tremble took a hasty step and fell. Her other hand gripped onto his shoulder as she tried to get him to mount her. Clearly this wasn’t a common thing. The Queen advised Sam. We found a little café near a small beach and decided to stay there for a while. I stepped forward, my thick cock dripping with saliva and precum. Cat squealed and wriggled but Sam let out a low moan. Despite his best efforts to stay awake, after several hours, James felt himself drifting Hardcore off. They were not only sensitive, they were immense, easily the biggest that Alice had seen and such a dark brown in color that they were almost black. “I’m sorry, baby girl.” I grunted. “Yes, I do need it,” my mother moaned. "Ooooooh Goddd!" threesome My phone vibrated. she said ok Master I will go with you to see if any will work out for me, that reminds me Baby girl can you get us a club van with tinted windows I would like it here in the morning if possible she said making the purchase now be delivered in two hours, is that ok I said perfect. “Aaahhhh..” Why do you say that?" Her heart beat madly against her bosom as compilation her her mind went blank and the cum from her mouth just I turned off my alarm a few hours later, groaning.