Fan Fugger VS The Five Lust Demons - Sex Stories

Fan Fugger VS The Five Lust Demons

... seem to follow me, even though I never saw my parent's bodies after the first incident. This time, though, having to go through one more Earthquake in Sweden, where it should never have been possible for it to happen, it happened again. This time, I lost my family for the 2nd time. This time, though, my loss wasn't from the Earthquake.

That day: During the 2nd Earthquake and The Rise creation of Fark Fan Fagger

Oh shit! I hate working out in the outside gym. All the clunky tools and weights are made of wood with a freaking low-budget setup. Nobody trains in the outdoor gym here, but I always felt it was the best way to work out. One of the best parts was that nobody was there, and I could be left alone while working out. One of the main issues I had the all the open space gyms was all the fucking bimbos filming themselves and then ranting about it on social media about creepy guys misbehaving towards them. The reality isn't that I have anything towards the women wanting to film the workout, but if you spend almost one hour setting up your fucking camera equipment and then only taking shots of your ass or tits and come in having the world's most skimpy outfit with your ass and tits almost hanging out. What can you expect from the society then? Even though everyone deserves and should be treated equally, some gym influencers that don't show the training session and show their ass or tits instead and don't even sweat in front of the camera deserve a hard spanking. The ...

... result is that I am giving up on working out in inside gyms and spending my time training outside gyms nobody cares about. The equipment sucks, you have to use wooden logs to work out, but nobody cares about you and your workout.

I checked my watch and noticed that it was time for dinner; Isabella was going to come over and eat dinner with me and Sarah; on the earlier message from Isabella, she told me that there were no more buttplugs and that we would go to her place after the dinner. The day had come to fuck her in the ass, but I was a little bit afraid of hurting her even though she had an exciting facial expression for the last two days. Probably because of the different plug sizes she has tried out in her ass to complement to fit my cock inside her and all the preparation she has done to make sure both would enjoy the moment.

While walking home in the surprisingly hot summer here in Stockholm, I remembered when Sarah purposely moved us to the suburbs just for me not to remember the past of the last incident. Even though it is integrated forever in my brain, and I will never forget the sky that day, we never discuss it. I wish to know how she found me when she showed up with her sparkly eyes and smile on her face that day.

While slowly walking with sore muscles from my training, I saw a vehicle moving a couple of centimeters from a parked position. It started to rain, and my curiosity caught my attention, so I moved closer to see how it could move sideways like ...