<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://www.thesun.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2019/11/NINTCHDBPICT000539528801.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Lea Stormvauld</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Upstairs, Peter's Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Peter <br/>
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"Don't fucking tease me!"  Lea looked back, almost angry at Peter as he intentionally pulled back, keeping her from impaling herself on his thick cock head.  She was panting, almost in agony as she anticipated his thrust into her too long empty core.  He was a young man, barely more than a boy, the only reason she was even paying attention to him in the least was that thick piece of meat she need so damn badly.  <br/>
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"I...I'm sorry, yes I'm an eager whore, but if you don't stick that cock deep in my pussy I'm going to scream until someone in this house full of horny teens comes and fucks me."  With that she reached both hands behind her and spread her ass cheeks for him.  She felt the glob of spit hit her puckering asshole, snorting with impatience and swearing to herself if he started with her ass she would tear his dick off and fuck her self with it.  <br/>
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All thoughts of violence melted away though when he plunged the thickest cock she had ever felt into her wet hole.  "Oh god yes, yes, yes."  She screamed into the bed cover.  "Too damn long if you haven't figured that out."  She had rarely been toyed with like this and she wasn't sure she liked it, but she absolutely LOVED the feel of his big cock as it drilled deeper and deeper into her.  Once he was inside her, she released her ass cheeks, putting her upper body weight on one arm, her big tits still touching the bed cover at least until Peter claimed them with his hands.  With the other hand she reached between her legs and juggled Peter's balls with her fingers until he began to fuck her too hard to hold them.  She then began to rub her clit, reveling in the sensation of finally being fucked good.  </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(97, 189, 109)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://cdn-i30.definebabe.com/_idb/g/69/72/11/b69f3eb52d/01.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Amber Henderson</a><br/>
<b>Location: </b>Walking the Beach<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b><a class="username" data-user-id="40726" data-username="@ToWriterAndWander" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/40726/">@ToWriterAndWander</a> as Simon <br/>
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Her surprise of her former student seemed to be complete as he apologized reflexively as he recovered.  She enjoyed the sight of watching his eyes trace up her bikini clad body, she was delighted to see the surprised look of recognition on his face when he saw her face.  "Little Simon Henderson, look at you!"  She said as he said her name so immediately it flattered her.  She kept her face fairly neutral though, not ready to give away her own craving for young cock just yet.  "Do you think I only exist in the classroom, that your teacher's don't enjoy private lives of their own?"  Her voice challenging, as if he had just given a wrong answer in her class.  <br/>
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"It's ok to stare, I understand you've never seen me like this."  She said, her free hand raising up to touch her chest just above and between her breasts.  As if luring his eyes to follow she traced her hand downward, between her breasts, finger tip tugging at her bikini top ever so slightly, then down her trim tummy and back to her hip.  "I'm surprised you remembered me so quickly, you must have thought about me... a lot."  He hadn't exactly been great at hiding his crush on her back in the day, it was part of what had attracted to him to her back then.  "Are you staying here?"  She asked, admiring the house right on the beach, her and her husband's much smaller place was several blocks inland.  </span><br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> <a class="link link--external" href="https://i.pinimg.com/originals/77/68/c8/7768c85cfe08ed88c5029771a1eaf25a.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Heather Thomas</a><br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Downstairs Media Room<br/>
<b>Tagged:</b> <a class="username" data-user-id="34307" data-username="@Colonel_Liam" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/34307/">@Colonel_Liam</a> &amp; <a class="username" data-user-id="41027" data-username="@MsBloom" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/41027/">@MsBloom</a> as Sally <br/>
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For being the person most responsible for setting this little challenge in motion, Heather was quickly becoming the least in control of the situation.  Not that she was complaining, she was riding a wave of pleasure like nothing she had experienced before.  Her young limber body was arched back like a lewd ballerina but she was so petite and graceful she looked almost like a piece of performance art.  Her legs began to quiver as if she was losing all strength in them, more of her weight pressing downward on Sally's mouth as the girl used her own extensive experience at masturbation to perform a master class in lesbian eroticism.  Heather's breasts rose and fell with her panting breath even as she used one hand to squeeze and knead them, pinch and tug at her nipples.  <br/>
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"Damn you."  She chided Baxter as he revealed her sexual Kryptonite to Sally, though at least this time there was better lube than sea water available.  She had felt like she might be close to climax even before Sally slipped her lubed finger into her back door.  Heather's long dark braid hung from her head, the tip at roughly the same level as her ass but at least a foot away due to her back bending arch.  Her body quivering as if the whole mass of female flesh before Baxter was a trembling Rube Goldberg assemblage that was destined to come tumbling down at any moment.  "AAAEeeeehhhh..."  Heather screamed in a whisper that faded as she simply ran out of breath as she felt suspended there with time standing still each heartbeat a thundering vibration within her small chest.  Her juices flowed freely onto Sally's face as she climaxed for the first time in record time.  </span>