Unlike most of my longer stories, this one is almost just a bit of an aside. It's nothing more than an e-mail I sent to a friend of mine here at SOS w...ho calls himself Eldridge. He's the author of "Conflicted," one of this site's most popular series.I simply had to write down my thoughts on what happened last night, though I really wasn't intending on submitting something this short as a story. The thing is, after I also sent this same e-mail to another friend - a perpetually wet and fiery vixen. .” You move effortlessly into me, our juices mingling and making the way so easy. Still...there’s a lot of you, and my stomach clenches hard as I feel your cock working deeper and deeper into me, and I half expect to feel the tip of your hard-on in my belly.Fuck, yes, fuck, yes, fuck me, baby....Your hands grab my hips and ass and you take up my chant as you start fucking me in long, full thrusts. Each one ends with a hard, sharp shove, and your balls slap against my clit. I squeal with. That was the straw thatbroke the camel's back. All of us girls agreed, and we were forced toact. So we had a coup and ousted Phil. It seems my poor brother hadnever bothered to save any money. Phil was brook and without a job andno friends. Phil hawas icted from his apartment; he had to swallow hispride and asked to move into Donnas' old room over the bar. He passedhis days here in the club sitting on a bar stool." Once we had access to all the records we found he had been illegallyfeeding us. "I told you it would cost you, what did you think I was talking money?" I responded sarcastically."Well I didn't think this." Brenna said pulling away from me. I held her tighter and said, "Well you pretty much said that you are a slut, I'm going to find out for myself."Brenna again tried to pull away but I held her tight, she was fighting but her nipples hardened against my thumbs."See," I told her, " You are fighting me but your nipples are getting harder, so I don't think you really mind too.