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Birthday Girls Challenge

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A Birthday Girl’s challenge

 

Becky was drunk, very drunk after all it was her 18th and you’re only 18 once. She was a short girl at 5 foot 5 with small b cups but a large beautiful butt and toned stomach which for this evening was packed into a tight short red dress which accelerated her butt. She was currently on you 6th shot of vodka which had followed a lot of other drinks. She was in the hotel room with her friend Tia who was much taller and fuller figured than Becky.

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Average: 2.8 (8 votes)

Bounce

You look up at me pleadingly as I tug your leash. I can see the embarrassment in your large expressive eyes as you sit there on your knees, generous rear end resting back on your heels, your pouty little mouth covered over by a strip of pink duct tape. Your hands are cuffed behind you, forcing your already extremely well-endowed breasts forward, pale cleavage bulging out of your pink PVC top.

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Average: 4.2 (19 votes)

Scarred For Life

"So... How do you like it?" She purred as she stared across the table.

"It's, um. It's delicious. I really like it. Yum. Thanks, Mrs. B." You made a motion of rubbing your stomach with your hand. Mmmm.

"Oh, you can just call me Violet, if you want..." It's great when your girlfriend's family likes you, but this was awkward. When your girlfriend's mom offered you a slice of homemade blueberry pie, you didn't expect her to sit across the table with her head leaning on her hand and stare dreamily at you while you ate it.

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Average: 3.9 (17 votes)

First Date

"Ugh. You are soooooo irritating. So irritating," glares the girl at you from across the small table.

"Oh, I'M the one who's irritating? All you do is whine and complain and insult me about everything."

"Well, maybe I would be nicer if you hadn't started our date off by telling me how much fatter I was than in my pictures, you jerk. You fucking jerk."

"Yeah, after you walked in here and said, 'Oh, ugh, I thought you were gonna be a lot more attractive than this,' you bitch. Besides, at least I don't REPEAT MY OWN INSULTS." You sneer mockingly at her.

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Average: 3.8 (12 votes)

Creak, Gasp, Bang!

"So, what kind of surprise for me do you have set up at a gas station in the middle of nowhere, of all places?" You ask, hopping out of the passenger seat and looking around. This place is deserted. The only other cars you can see are the ones that occasionally pass by on the highway off in the distance. Your eyes linger for a second on the free air compressor: we parked pretty close. I notice a little smirk cross your pretty face for just a second.

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Average: 4.2 (30 votes)

FDA Approved

"Hey, want a free sample?" The girl held up a tray covered in small cups of what looked like blueberry milkshake.

Steve paused for a moment and looked her over. She was short, curvy, blond, and had a tiny nose piercing. Cute, even in the dorky mall coffee shop uniform. Her nametag read "Sara."

"Sure, but what is it? Isn't this place supposed to be a coffee shop?"

"It's our new Blueberry Spice Fluffocino! It's delicious! It even has new self replicating flavors, and it's FDA approved," smiled Sara.

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)

Ayame's Round Suprise

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It was a friday morning, and Ayame quickly wakes up due to a rustling noise coming from her side. Inuyasha heard none of it, and stayed asleep. Ayame walks to a line of bushes from outside the house they were sleeping in, and finds nothing. "what the...," Ayame questioned, keeping her cool. "It must have been the wind..". The noise comes back again, and this time, it was louder. Ayame slowly starts to get nervous, thinking it might be an old foe. 

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

Best Surprise, The

I walk into our house through the front door.  Stepping into the living with the high, vaulted ceiling, I see you.  You stand in the middle of the room, in a sexy set of red lingerie: thigh-high stockings, a thong, a garter belt, and a bra.  Your luscious brown hair is down, flowing over your beautiful face, slender shoulders, and resting on your curvaceous breasts.  You walk up to me seductively, with a devilish look on your face.  You stand up on your tiptoes and wrap your arms around my head and kiss me passionately.  My hands instinctively

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Average: 4.6 (29 votes)

Gas Station

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Warning for mature readers only. Contains inflation fetish material. Read at your own risk.

 

Jane frowns as she feels her car driving oddly again and she pulls into the gas station to refill her right front tire with air again. She hopes with the money of her next paycheck she can get it fixed, but for now this will have to do.

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Average: 3.6 (18 votes)

Virtuality: Blown Away

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Ariel laid limp in the lifeguard’s arms as he emerged from the waves and laid her down on the sand. She wasn’t moving.

“This is Chuck, reporting in,” the lifeguard said. “I’ve rescued the subject. Checking vital signs.”

Carmen looked on, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Chuck leaned over Ariel to listen for signs of breathing, and her eyes opened. She kissed him on the cheek.

“Thanks, Chuck,” she said. “A pleasure, as always.”

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Average: 4.3 (22 votes)
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