Stories Published by 'ThelovelyCaroline'

The Neighbor Ch. 04

Will Brodie finally fuck Addie?

The street lights cast a seductive glow on the neighborhood. Despite fucking Lisa two more times after their performance for Addie, Brodie was still unsatisfied. Every time he slipped into Lisa's loose hole he loathed the woman even more. He'd lost control the last time and didn't stop when she'd said her safe word. He'd stuffed his cock in her mouth and came in the back of her throat as sobs...

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The Neighbor Ch. 03

Addie watched Brodie this time.

It had been three days since Addie had woken from her sleep with a salty taste on her lips and the vague recollection of Brodie standing over her, cock in hand, shooting his hot cum all over her tits. She'd checked the next morning, but if there had been any cum on her, she must have wiped it off in her sleep. She'd chalked it all up to a dream, one she wished had ended in Brodie filling her with...

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The Neighbor Ch. 02

Brodie breaks into Addie's house while she's sleeping.

The neighborhood fall festival had been earlier today. Brodie had watched Addie like a hawk. She'd worn a sweater dress that hugged her curves, but somehow moved with the seductive sway of her hips. He'd walked around the family friendly festival with his cock straining against his jeans for most of the day. He wondered if she knew he had watched her fuck herself through her open bedroom...

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The Neighbor Ch. 01

Brodie watches his neighbor through her bedroom window.

The sweltering heat of summer finally gave way to the cool, crisp air of fall. Addie opened her bedroom windows, sighing as the cool night air drifted through the screen. The breeze floated over her body, caressing her breasts making her nipples strain against her t-shirt. She reached up to touch them, teasing the buds softly. Heat pooled between her legs and suddenly her clothes felt...

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Chantilly Lace Pt. 05: Punishment

Brandon punishes her for being a brat.

I feel his cock sliding against my entrance. I've become a wanton slut, always wet and eagerly begging for him to stretch my cunt and fuck me until I'm sore. I need him to fuck me, but he's teasing. He likes to bring me to the edge over, and over, and over again. We are in the file room at the office. My skirt is hiked up around my waist, and my panties are around my ankles, right...

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Chantilly Lace Pt. 04: The Club

Brandon takes her in the club.

I love to dance. The music is loud and it vibrates through my body as I move my hips seductively. A few of the guys from work finally invited me out for drinks. They go every Friday night, but as the only girl in the office, I've never gotten an invite. I was a bit disappointed when I heard Brandon has never accepted an invite for drinks. I was hoping he would be here, and I could...

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Chantilly Lace Pt. 03: The Spanking

Brandon bends her over her desk, and reddens her ass.

I've been walking around in a state of constant arousal. Brandon has been business as usual since our encounter in his office over a week ago. I find myself constantly daydreaming about taking his cock into my mouth. I've had to sneak into the ladies room more than once to take care of a certain throbbing between my legs. I'm afraid my coworkers may start to get suspicious. I can...

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Chantilly Lace Pt. 02: The Office

What will happen at work on Monday after the scandalous gala.

It takes a considerable amount of courage to go to work on Monday. I cannot imagine where I lost my panties. I'm praying no one found a random pair of Chantilly lace thongs laying on the ballroom floor at the gala. After cumming on the terrace, and again two more times in the bathroom, I'm terrified to see my colleagues. There was no one in the restroom when I came out of the stall,...

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Chantilly Lace Pt. 01: The Gala

My luxurious panties are rubbing me just the right way.

The Chantilly lace bustier and garter with satin stockings feels luxurious under my ball gown. The gala is in full swing, but I feel a familiar ache between my legs. Each time I walk the lace rubs up against my sensitive nub, over, and over again. I'm dancing with James, the tech guy from my office and I'm afraid the next step could leave me moaning in the middle of the dance floor like...

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Bad Girl

He catches her carelessly standing naked by a window.

The only thing my mind seems to register is the steady pounding of my own heart. He's wearing my favorite suit. The navy blue one, with chestnut brown cap toe shoes, and a crisp white button down. He has unbuttoned the top three buttons on his shirt and my fingers are itching to run through the dark hair peeking out. The intensity of his stare frightens me. I'm in trouble. It's...

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Good Girl

He takes her home to reward her for a job well done.

I need him. The heat pooling in my belly is almost unbearable, and my lace panties are doing little to contain the moisture between my legs. I look around for somewhere to sit, worried that any moment my own arousal may start dripping down my legs. "Come with me" He grabs my arm, his calloused hand rough on my soft skin. Just hearing his voice sends me into overdrive. "Get in,"...

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