1. Float Trippy: Island Princess?


    Date: 9/3/2016, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: daddyo46, Source: LushStories

    I pulled up in the parking lot and found Tory standing by a battered Jeep SUV. I drove over and parked the Monte Carlo next to it, and he walked over to my car. “Hey,” he said looking in at Bree. “Are you guys passing out dares already? Cause I thought we’d wait until we got to the river." “That’s her fault, because she was running late. Anyway, so where are we headed?” I asked. “Down I-44 to US 19 at Cuba, then State Hwy 8 thru Steelville. You probably know how to get there, you’ve floated canoes before?” “Kayaks, mostly. I like to shoot the rapids when the streams are running high in the spring. The upper Coteway Creek in May is ridiculous fast in late April.” Talking river floating wasn’t as fun as getting out on a river, but it was one of my favorite topics. “So here’s a little map for after you leave Steelville. You go east on 8 to here, then there’s signs for Exxie’s Wild Ride River and Camp-ground.” He handed me a print out of a Map Quest with the route highlighted in green. “My cell number is on the bottom. Oh and give me your cell number so I can send you that video from last night.” Bree’s half naked body hung over the front seat next to me. The girls had been chatting non-stop while I talked to Tory. “What are you three going on about?” Tory wanted to know. “I can’t make out a word of what they’re saying, Mike.” “That’s Tagalog, it’s a native Philippine language. It’s mostly Island dialect with a lot of Spanish, and some Army jargon mixed in. I can follow some of ...
    it.” I looked at the map again, then back at Tory. “This looks pretty straight forward. I’ll send you a text when we stop for food, beer and ice. Probably at this little truck stop I know about 5 miles past Bourbon.” The car was running and I was ready to go. “We should hit the road. You want to follow me to the truck stop, then you can take lead?” Tory patted my shoulder. “Sounds like a plan, why don’t you have Annette ride with us, kind of balance out the load.” He winked at Annette. “I am not a ‘Load’. Scoot over Bree and let me get out,” Annette grabbed her bag and climbed out of the car. Gidget scrambled into the front seat, squeezing Bree over into me. “Now we’re all nice and cozy,” Bree smiled at me. With Annette in Tory’s car and the ‘load’ all balanced, we were finally on our way. After a while Gidget looked over at me and asked me a question. “Mikey, did you spank Bree before when you picked us up this morning?” “I gave her a swat on the butt, yeah. I’m sorry Bree.” I apologized. “You don’t have to say sorry, Mike. I needed to be spanked.” Bree looked at me contritely. “Wait, what? Why did you need to be spanked?” “Because I hadn’t pleased you, like I should.” She reluctantly looked up at me, smiling shyly. “What because you were late? I wasn’t that mad, I just needed you to get going.” I didn’t get it. What had they been talking about before? “I’ll never be late again, and I will do what you tell me, I promise.” “Shit, Mikey! You are in for it now!” Gidget shouted ...
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