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    The Porn Chronicles: A bunch of one-shots under a common book title. – (Chapter: Pinch Me, I Must Be Dreaming)

    I blushed, "Glen."

    She remained still for a minute before beginning to move her finger over my clit, "Do you want me to stop then?"

    "No," I rushed out.

    She stopped moving her finger, "Do you want to ask me out?"

    "Yes."

    "So this isn’t a one time thing?"

    "Fuck no."

    "Then remind me to thank Glen later," and then her mouth was back on my clit. My hips began to move against her mouth as she continues to push me higher and higher.

    I come screaming her name, and she quickly laps up all my cum before standing up and wrapping her arms around me.

    She leaned in and kissed me gently, "Finally, your mine."

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

    I’m stunned into a lack of movement. Ashley Davies is standing in front of me, naked and wet. I can easily see the little things her clothes did manage to cover, and it’s the views of these parts that have me stuck. She looks gorgeous without clothes. Especially when she’s wet. I suddenly remember what I’m doing and clamp my eyes shut, "Note."

    "A note?"

    I nod and point in the general direction of her bag, because my eyes are still closed.

    Then I hear her wet footsteps as she walks over. I hear her come to a stop next to me, so I open my eyes and watch her pick the note up.

    She begins to open it so I speak up, "Uh… you’re not suposed to open it up now… I don’t think…"

    She stops and looks up at me raising one eyebrow.

    I just swallow, turn, and walk away.

    "Stop."

    I immediately stop.

    "Come back here."

    I slowly turn, head down, and walk back over.

    "Sit."

    I sit down and put my hands on the bench on either side of me. I make sure that I can’t see any part of her in my view.

    A few minutes later she asked, "Are you his sister?"

    "Yeah, Spencer."

    "Ashley."

    "I know," I cringe after I say it.

    "So your brother has a thing for me?"

    I shrugged, "He thinks your hot."

    "Do you?"

    I swallow, "Sure."

    "Then why haven’t you asked me out?"

    "Uhhhh…" I’m kind of speechless now.

    "Do you not like me?"

    "No…"

    "Then do you think I’m a whore?"

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    1. I’m loving these porn chronicles. They’re hot and yet so cute at the same time. I have to confess that i had to skip to the last page and see if it also ended in a dream, I swear that had me frustrated, but in a good way. Thanks for the update,can’t wait till the next one :D

    2. wait part of it was a dream? WHAT? whatever i dont need to confuse myself anymore so ill just get to the point this is a fucking hott series of stories and cant wait for more

    3. omg that was so good, i wasn’t sure when it was real but i love that the end was real and i loved how ashley implied they had a first date and that she was dating spence haha pms

    4. Hah .. so this was a great story.But i must confess that i didn’t have any idea they were dreams until i read some of the other comments =/ hah.still pretty amazing though, look forward to the next!

    5. You know, It was hot and all, but I wouldn’y mind you doing a story based off of this idea. Ashley the popular unattainable Bi cheerleader thats lustin After Shy Spencer. I’d read it.

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