An Incest Birthday Chapter 27 - Sex Stories

An Incest Birthday Chapter 27

... like cold weather, right now he’s taking one for the team!” “You have a tattoo on your ass Dana? What’s that Mickey Mouse?” Rita asked. “No it’s Minnie, I might get Mickey on the other cheek though. Carina has one too, but it’s on her leg if I remember right,” Dana said. “Yeah it is, I got snoopy on my inner left thigh,” Carina said. “So you have a tattoo of a doggy next to your kitty cat?” Stephanie asked. “I know, ironic right? That’s what so good about it.” “And how may I ask do Dana know exactly where it is?” “That’s a story we can save for another time, like when we’re not running ass naked down the street maybe?” Dana interrupted. We turned another corner and was now running the long street parallel to Ashley’s, if any of us were tired we weren’t showing it, we had the same pace for the entire time we were running. “If this was a horror movie this would be the worst time for the killer to pop out,” Rita said. “Me and Chris are dead immediately, he might let you all go,” I said. “If Ashley twerks on him he might let us all go,” Carina laughed. “Well then I guess we’re all fucked, unless it’s a hot chick serial killer,” Ashley said. “If it’s a hot chick serial killer I’ll dance on her,” Chris said. “If it’s a hot chick leprechaun you’d dance on her,” Dana laughed. “I’d be careful not to let one of those globes you call tits smack you in the face!” “You’d like that wouldn’t you? Soak em up, because this is the last time you’ll see them!” “Last time today,” Becky ...

... laughed. “You can’t keep those things covered up for five minutes!” “It’s not my fault my tits tend to fall out of their clothes!” “It is when you purposely buy shirts that are too small! We all know.” “WHOOOOOOOOOOO! NOW THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT! HEY GUYS COME LOOK AT THIS! ASS AND TITTIES EVERYWHERE!” another random person said. “Naked block run baby! Soak it all up!” Becky said as we ran past them. “WAIT FOR US WE’LL RUN WITH YOU!” the guy said. “NO THAT’S OK, TWO PENISES ARE ENOUGH, BUT THANKS ANYWAY!” Ashley yelled back. We turned the corner again, almost back to the house. It was a little cold, we were getting stared at, and my stuff kept bouncing off my legs, but it was hella fun. “Quick, somebody start singing something really loud, draw some attention,” Becky said. “Why would we want people to look at us?” Stephanie asked. “That’s the whole point of this! Come on, you only live once!” “I got this,” Chris said. “Just follow my lead. Ooo-ooh, Ooo-ooh, WHY DO YOU BUILD ME UP…” “BUTTERCUP BABY JUST TO LET ME DOWN!” all the girls followed. In no time we were all singing the song at the top of our lungs as we streaked down the street without a care in the world, not even worrying about being seen anymore. “AND MESS ME AROUND AND THEN WORST OF ALL…” “WORST OF ALL…” “YOU NEVER CALL BABY WHEN YOU SAY YOU WILL…” “SAY YOU WILL…” “BUT I LOVE YOU STILL I NEED YOU!” “I NEED YOU!” “MORE THAN ANYONE, DARLIN, YOU KNOW THAT I HAVE FROM THE START, SO BUILD ME UP..” “BUILD ME UP…” ...