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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Other · #1888370
Fred becomes subjected to the whims of the girls around him. 100 chapters contest
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Chapter #4

Lira

    by: Ten Author IconMail Icon
Lira jumped in glee and squealed in excitement at being her mother’s choice. “Come with me.” She states, walking past you. You couldn’t believe this was happening. There’s no way you were going to go along with whatever schemes any of these ladies had planned for you, especially Lira. You defiantly anchored in place, but you found yourself rocking forward and your legs raising you up. It’s as if your body had a mind of its own! Now turned around, your legs propelled you forward after your sister, following her through the halls and up the stairs. Trailing her so closely, you couldn’t help but take notice of Lira’s plump figure. She wasn’t fat by any means, but her wide hips lent their support to a bodacious booty, as thick as it was curvy. It bounced itself side to side, up and down across your vision as you ascended the steps. That’s why you almost lost your balance when the bouncing stopped at the top the steps replaced with a stiffening of her jeans’ fabric as the ass before you began to take up a greater portion of your field of view.

“Darn laces, knew I should’ve wore my flip flops today.” She had bent over at the top of the steps to tie her shoe. Being a step below her, this meant her butt bent outward directly at your head, squashing your face. “Huh Fred, I’m your sister. It’s inappropriate to do such a thing like that.” She teasingly cooed, slowly gyrating her hips. You could smell a hint of her favorite lotion, but it was encased in a grimy musk. When was the last time she washed these clothes? You tried to yell at her to move, but the words came out as muffled gibberish between her cheeks. “Ooohh that tickles.” Lira exclaimed, straightening her back, allowing fresh air to again reach you. Just as soon as your face was freed did your march continue as she rounded a corner and made her way to a wooden door in the middle of the upstairs hall. It was the door to her bedroom. Lira turned her head to me and smirked as she pushed open the door and waltzed in. Despite the protests of every fiber of my being, I entered precipitously. Just what could my sister have planned for me here?

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1. Facesitting

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