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“My eyes,” I replied, “and your dad told me yesterday how old you are.” I felt delicate fingers sliding over the back of my hand, and up my arm. “I’m twenty-one, Dave, I swear. I just left my asses driver's license in the car. Are you going to make me go get it?” I snorted. “Do you think I was born yesterday? Do I look like a goddamn waiter to you?” Ryan laughed. “I told you, Kelsey. Your tricks won’t work on Dave.” “Who said anything about tricks?” Kelsey smirked, and in a feat of athleticism, she was over the bar. A second later, her mouth was sucking my lips, her tongue was slithering through, her tight body molding to mine as her hands dove into my pants and grasped what was Hardcore becoming very, very hard. I was only human. The state liquor licensure of Calhoun County could fuck himself with a goddamn brick. I grabbed a handful of teenage ass, propped a bottle of rye and bourbon onto the counter, and carried the woman sucking my face into the back room. Before I shut the door behind me, I caught the sight of Josie propped on the bar, her head thrown extravagantly back as she poured rye down her breasts so that Ryan could drink it from her navel. “Your family’s kind of fucked up, huh Kelsey?” I grunted, undoing my belt. She whipped my belt out of the loops, wrapped it around my neck, and pressed me against the wall. “You have no idea,” she grinned, her sapphire eyes wild, “and from now on, you’re going to call me, ‘Domina.’” AUTHOR’S NOTE Thank you for reading Free Birds in the Bayou. I haven’t written a standalone piece in a long time, and it’s been even longer since I’ve written outside the fantasy genre. This story was inspired by a pair of twins I met at a hostel. They were delightful women, bubbly and impish, and talking with them was like being a conversational tennis ball between their rackets. I’m sorry to say that they were both very married, (and not to each other) but their relationship, if not sexual, was still so emotionally intimate that it struck a chord with me. Five years later, I decided to horrifically corrupt that beautiful relationship and turn it into filthy smut that I hope you all enjoyed very much. Abbey and Eleanor, if for whatever reason you’re reading this, I am so, so sorry. But not really. E.L. Whitewall This short story is completely true and tells of the only time I started my day by fucking my wife's girlfriend Linda. At the time Linda was our next-door neighbor in the apartment building we both lived in. The apartment my wife, Janice and I were in, shared a common wall with Linda’s Big Tits apartment. She let the silence stretch out a bit, and then leaned across the coffee table, took Darlene's right hand in her own, and licked her lips, "Tell me, dear sister, is his penis as talented?" You almost came on the dance floor.” He studied me as I weighed his comments. Using his free hand he gently coaxed her into a sitting position and slid his legs either side of her so that he was spooning her as he rinsed her down, then himself, before mounting the head in the lower socket, keeping the stream on them while he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. Matt replied “Charlie said he’d drive us all home. James felt an insistent push, followed by an intense pain as a cock head bigger than a beer can pushed into his arse hole. I looked up at Lucilla, “Diamond talked to an astral being in Corruption’s realm. Putting my long, muscular legs into action, I launched myself forward, closing the remaining Hardcore distance and catching them by surprise, my right hand flying from my pocket into a fist as I swung. I caught under her arms and spun her around. I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder, and she jumped in surprise. “This has been a very satisfactory deal.” Do you feel jealousy or that your wife will want her partner and leave you?” “No,” answered James, “In fact, Rachael has a favorite, he has a really fat and long cock. I tell her to stand and I give her a wet wipe to clean her face I tell her I want her to go asses to room 13 and tell the girl that I sent her to be used she says yes Mistress I tell her to take her clothes with her but don’t put them on. Suddenly Master pulled from her ass and slammed in her twitching leaking pussy forcing her to cum long and hard. Hearing them fucking, turned me and Raquel on and got us going! She knew the time was getting short as the water cascaded down her body, but she couldn't drag her body away from the warm water. ” Tera insisted. When it became Big Tits clear her tongue had tasted everything it could reach, Laura started digging her fingers into Erica's fuckhole, pulling out big scoops of semen and then licking them from her fingers. I hung my head back, and closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of my orgasm. She is masturbating, and I certainly seem to like seeing her doing it. When they arrived home, Cassy's mom was already there. She cocked her eyebrow. “Okay, Mr. Bascomb…if you say so.” The bar was raised and we drove through, Jonathan joining us once we had parked in spots reserved for the chief and a lieutenant. Perfect, now that he knew what settings he would need he would be able to record this next part and have more then just pictures. THAT'S IT, SWING THOSE HOOTERS!!!" yelled one of Crowbars pals. She wiggled back and forth, the t-shirt she wore fitting tight to her torso, her small breasts looking nice and perky, her nipples hardening. We were looking into each other's eyes as her hands rubbed my chest "your the best"she said "I could stay like this all night".I didn't want to cum but knowing Kim is now my wife and I will be fucking her often I asked her if she was ready."I am close baby where do you want me to cum" as I again began sliding in and out of her watching her slim tummy rise and fall . "Cum in me ,I want to feel you cum in me "she said taking a deep feeling me unload ,my cock jerking as it spewed shot after shot in side her. I pleaded. “Ok how do we do this”?