1. Colleen's Swamp Adventure


    Date: 12/14/2016, Categories: Fiction Bestiality, Blowjob Female/Female Hardcore Lactation, Lesbian Male/Female Mature Monster, Older Male / Female, Oral Sex Young Author: prettynun2010, Source: sexstories.com

    **written by my friend from Imagefap, Reddwarf** Chapter 1 March 4, 1990: Robert "Bo" Boggs, a pig-eyed chain-smoking fifty something trucker, dumps a yet another container full of waste chemicals being used in the efforts to create a truly successful pheromone-based aphrodisiac. After years of testing, the scientists had failed to locate the elusive X Factor that would make the drug effective. Abandoning this batch of aphrodisiac, they had it dumped into a local swamp, outside the small town of Peach Tree, Louisiana on the southwestern border near Texas. The discreet and illegal dumping earned Bo big bucks. Bo will die of good moonshine and bad decisions five years later, terminating his presence in this story. June 26, 2014: Colleen McPherson goes for a swim. "Motherfucking, piece of shit, asshole, prick!" is how Colleen McPherson described her recently exed-boyfriend. Her profane assessment of his character came about as the result of an unfortunate discovery: the boyfriend, in bed with two other girls, a buxom blond servicing the boyfriend's cock and a young slim brunette who was eating out the blond. What really pissed her off was: (a) the ex never told her about it, she would have joined in; (b) the brunette was the mayor's daughter?! "She's a 14 year old teenager for Chrissakes!" and (c) the stacked blond was Judy Cutler, her mortal enemy from junior high, high school, and beyond, "Him?! With her?!!" Colleen had come to the boyfriend's house to surprise him with a ...
    ... quick morning fuck. She opened the bedroom door and there they were; she looked at them, two pairs of shocked expressions and one blond smirk stared back. Colleen slammed the door and stormed. Her newly ex-boyfriend followed, clad in a blanket, clumsily trying to explain about open relationships, moments of weakness, and other bullshit. She punched him in the face and left him laying spread eagle and naked on the front lawn, his boner sticking straight up like a flag pole. She spent the rest of the morning gunning her Ford F-150 along the back roads near her house. She stopped the truck, got out and paced the dirt road, fuming. "That son of a bitch," she thought, angrily kicking the rear tire of her truck. Colleen looked around; the place was familiar. It was a beautiful spot on the edge of the local swamp. This very water fed to a stream by her house, providing bath and drinking water at her place for all of the years she had lived there. The swamp itself had a calm blue-green water in a lagoon surrounded by reeds and cattails framing a small grassy clearing with big gnarled Cyprus trees offering cool shade from the heat. "I used to swim here," she remembered. It was a good place to think, very private; no dangerous animals, just a few frogs and critters. Colleen took a look at the calm cool water and thought, "Why not?" She was hot, sweaty, and pissed. It was approaching noon on a hot, humid day, "May as well cool off. There's no one around." Colleen tossed her hat on the seat ...
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