Sexcapades
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Now, I'm gonna try my hardest to update this story as often as possible. I just got a chromebook for Christmas, so at least I'll have constant availability. This story is based on a night I actually lived, but since some of the exact details are a little fuzzy, I'm taking a little creative control and exaggerating a few things. This is going to be rated PG-13, but there will be a few adult parts, so don't complain because I'm warning you now. This story has sex, drugs, and alcohol, with plenty of sexual references.
This night in my life, I went out to a country party with one of my close friends and her boyfriend, and wound up ending my night in bed with someone unexpected at the time. When it comes time for the actual sex scene, I'll post something less inappropriate, and then do a second upload with the full sex scene, if anyone wants it.
I hope anyone who reads this enjoys it and I'll upload as much as I can :)
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