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Action figures from Shinobi Souls, dvd cases, and parts of old cosplays were strewn about as well as she hurriedly packed a bag for an overnight stay at the hotel near the convention. “Ugh, this is so… it’s so fucking stupid!” Emily spat in frustration, pushing her toothbrush and toothpaste into a travel pouch for toiletries. What do I even care for, rushing off to the damn convention? What’s even gonna happen? Even if we DO get to him before Chloe does… what then? S’not gonna fucking change anything. Yeah, maybe we cheer him up a bit, but—so what? Chloe’s just going to come along and get her way in the end. Always does. She was tired of endlessly revising her plans around what Chloe was doing. Emily had always wanted to be the outgoing one among her peers. An attractive, stylish punk girl, someone like Samantha—someone who didn’t shy away from speaking openly about her sex life. She didn’t want characterized as a slut, per se—she wanted to be completely out of reach for everyone but her lover. When she did finally settle down with that perfect guy, she’d want everyone in their group of friends to know what they were getting up to. To the point where it would go without saying that when Emily pulled her man Hardcore away for the night, everyone they left behind knew why—it was because she was gonna fuck his brains out. There was just one problem—Emily had never let any of the guys she’d dated get very far, each of them being tagged out right around second base. As the cute little geek girl, she’d had no problem finding willing boyfriends—but they all lacked the absolute trustworthiness she’d subconsciously developed for only a certain someone. Each and every one of them had a varying level of… not-Brian -ness about them that eventually stalled their relationships. After all, Emily’s cute, punkish appeal, her sly sense of humor, and her spunky confidence… was all a facade, and the idea of being intimate with someone, let alone letting anyone see her completely naked, with still too terrifying. And so, to friend her frustration, there wasn’t much in the way of a sex life for her to be open about. In the week since Chloe and Brian had broken up, that frustration, that certain sense of simmering dissatisfaction had only continued to build, her thoughts thrown into constant disarray. For the most part, it was a rather specific sort of dissatisfaction, too—she’d been feeling so damned horny. In the past—back before she’d humiliated herself—she’d fostered dozens of lurid masturbation real fantasies that revolved around Brian. Ever since Chloe and Brian’s break-up, those long-suppressed old fantasies were all pouring out of the woodworks. Gushing out, like her brain was a sopping wet sponge that’d been given a staunch squeeze. Aside from amateur moments of clarity where her tempestuous rage brought things to a complete boil, she was feeling positively swamped with sex thoughts, swirling and sloshing about the inside of her head in Fucking a frantic flood of blue. It had been a long, distracting week. How differently that night back then could’ve gone. What if… all those years ago, instead of pushing me away… he’d pushed me down onto that couch? She bit her lip, remembering the surprise she’d felt as he’d gripped her shoulders. Brian was always so gentle—no, so careful normally, that it’d been the first time Emily realized that he was actually hella strong. What would I have even been able to do? Well, s’not like I woulda really been resisting… Lacking a lover never kept Emily from exploring her own sexuality. Rather, she found herself delving into dozens of strange fetishes because of the conflicting difference between the pretense she affected and her actual crippling lack of confidence had deviated her path and. In one fantasy, Brian’d been adopted into the Rivera family—they became siblings, where over time raw attraction and sexual tension led to physical. Of course, not all of her fantasies that were normal—some of them were fairly unusual. He friend took the 12 inch cock and slammed it has hard as he could into Alice. “Oh. It felt like hours went by when real suddenly the loud of the bell signaled us it was time to go home. "Ummmmm yummy." This pushed Kyle over the edge. Leaving Hardcore me alone with my thoughts. I Fucking just shook my head. “Now son, your mother said you been having lustful thoughts about men. It’s hard to believe someone couldn’t break them with a flex of a bicep. I reach out and scratch the inside of the arm belonging to the finger. Betty gasped. I made a shot for her with a dose 5 times more that the heavy one she got already. The tip of my cock vanished beneath her skirt. We talked for a while, then I wanted to do more. After throwing some clothes on quickly, she hopped in her Toyota and sped over to the funeral home, it actually taking her 6 minutes less to get there than she originally told her older friend over the phone. Riku related to them. My eyelids flickered open at the feeling of his fingers under my amateur chin, tilting it up. My spasming bowels milked his dick, eager for every drop of his passion. “Ashley,” she said, “I think your boyfriend has a boner.”