Kuchh ladkiyon ney to yahan tak likha hai ki main apni nayi kahaniya unko lekar likhu yani ki main kahani ki nayika unhey man kar kahani likhu. Yahan ...ar main batana chahunga ki “dchat se bed tak” meri koi kalpana matra nahi hai, balki yeh mera vastvik mein pahala tazurba hain aur is naam ki ladki aj bhi hai. Ab anter bas itna hain ki uski shadi ho chuki hain aur aj kal woh apni sasural main pati aur baccho key sath khush hal jindagi gujar rahi hain. Agey bhi main jo kahani bhejunga woh bhi koi. Hundreds of RVs, campers, pickups with ... um, shell things in back. And hundreds of tents for the heartier souls. Pilar wrinkled her nose, “Ugh.” Portable johns were everywhere. Now why someone would pitch a tent next to ... well, their business.We walked around, four good-looking people in shorts. Three of us female. There was a massive concert venue on the north edge. Lesser bands were already on stage by noon. Heavy hitters like Kid Rock, Steppenwolf, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Foreigner, would rock. I stood up and i saw her there crying in her jeans an a sweater trying to hid her big boobs . i said ill be right back i left the closet and went to shut the lights off and shut the class room door in the sewing room i got some sizzors and some clamps the reall heavy dutty 1's that hurt and clamp shut yea those 1's. i got back in the closet closed the door and locked it. was friday and after the game every1 goes home and the janitors dont clean untill saterday cause of the basketball leauge. ?Aaugh!? came the quivering cry from her shocked throat. I pumped once, twice, rocking her hip bones with the impact. I felt her warm wetness clinging to me, unwilling to let me go even as I slid back to hurl again into her slick hole. The rhythm began to take me and as I claimed her again and again my hands drew back from her upper arms and locked on her shaking breasts reveling in their fragile softness. My eyes were closed in the fullness of the experience, my cock gliding.