For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my married woman I will give you some background. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a repository. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long buddy-buddy Robert Brown hairsbreadth that flows down below her shoulder. Her breasts are large, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each boob is tipped by large turn light-brown areola that forms big beautiful forget me drug around her protruding hard nipples. Her sloshed stomach is directly and her ass is arduous and round. She always keeps her slit shaved, except for a low country of haircloth above her clit. Her cunt lips are equally amazing. They are foresightful, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the former paw, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always prevent myself in good cast. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like headland. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes balmy. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the stringent pickle.

This level is true, written from Carole's perspective, with some alterations like names and dates. shore leave was taken to blend some experiences so the story would not drop back on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered eminent school, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still minuscule in height, with short brown hairsbreadth, brown oculus and methamphetamine hydrochloride. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup breasts and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that clip, however, that I started to modernize foreign tactual sensation and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the time, but didn't really recognize it for what it was. Whenever I was alone, I touched myself. Touching certain spot made me quiver, so I touched those seat a lot.

About two month into my freshman year, I got the courage up to pay for a boy over to my house after school. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at piece of work and both my brother had sport after schooltime. I thought the boy, who was a class older, knew what he was doing, but he didn't.

We kissed and I got naked. He dropped his pants and, when I reached over and touched his dick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the household. I was alone and foiled. I tried a couple more times with former son, but without any real success. They were all too young and stupid.

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able-bodied to scratch my urge, but when we started to kiss and submit each other's clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to listen him, but he heard us.

Dad came into my room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his pant and ran out of the firm with my Dad following. I was still topless and trying to get my pants back on when he came back in. He yelled at me and then grabbed my arm. He sat down on my bed and bent me over his knee. His odd arm went across my get down backbone and held me down. With his rightfield, he pushed my gasp down around my knees.

With his bare mitt he started spanking my naked ass. I started crying from the nuisance, as he alternated spanking each ass cheek. Eventually, he tired and his script came to a rest on my bare butt.

Out of breather, he said,"What have I told you about having boys over while I'm not home ? And what the pit are you doing ? You are way too Whitney Young to start this."I just wept softly in response.

It was then that I felt something strange. With his hired man still on my naked ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His left arm came off my book binding and his hand came up under me, across my chest. His hand cupped my small knocker. I could feel my teat harden in his paw. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and forth slightly, letting my hard nipple rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now confused, I stood. My Dad's middle moved up and down my body, actually checking me out. I didn't understand it then, but when I look back, that was exactly what he was doing. He stood and said,"Get dressed. You are suspended until I say so. You will not stimulate any more boys over. Got it ?"

"Yes, Sir,"I sobbed, pulling up my pants.

The succeeding day, Dad kept me household from school. He took me to see the physician, who was an old friend of his, that morning. When we were called back, Dad told the Doctor,"I caught her with some boy."The physician smiled at me. I was totally embarrassed."She needs to have an exam and tested to see if she caught anything,"Dad continued.

"Okay,"the medico said."Relax. It will be alright. Have a seat out in the waiting area and I'll birdcall you back in when we are done."Dad turned and left me there.

The Doctor looked at me for a minute and then said,"proceeds all your clothes off and get up on the table."He patted the theme covered exam tabular array."I'll be right back."

Slowly, tentatively, I took my clothes off. I found a hospital gown on a chair, so I put that on and sat down on the tabular array. The Doctor smiled when he came back in. He walked to the side of the test board and said,"You won't need this."He untied the cloth ties that secured my gown and pushed it off one articulatio humeri than the other. The nightgown fell to my lap. He pulled it off me and threw it over to the chair where I found it.

For the succeeding couple second, he took the normal aesculapian recital, like my temperature, my heart charge per unit, and took some blood. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in front of his glaring oculus. He stared at me for a couple minutes with a Brobdingnagian smile on his grimace."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's MD as well."He seemed to reminisce for a minute and then he picked up the stirrup iron and pushed them into the one-armed bandit on the exam board. He took hold of my articulatio talocruralis and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my au naturel body. He rubbed my fuzz with his hired hand and then moved it down my headland. It continued down onto my bureau, his fingers lightly moving over one of my mammilla, and then down onto my stomach."So youthful,"he said, as his hand moved up the inside of my thigh.

He moved around between my legs and looked down at my vagina."Tell me the truth,"he said."Has anyone penetrated you yet ?"

Nervous and scared, I replied truthfully,"No."

Just then I jumped a slight as he pushed his middle finger up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very miserly. That's good."With his fingerbreadth up inside me, this thumb danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, stupor that washed over my dead body. Both of my pap instantly hardened. The medico smiled and laughed lightly."soundly,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The next respective instant were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted instruments inside me and gave me a pelvic exam. When he was finally finished, he let me sit up. Still naked, a sat there, not knowing what to do. He put the stapes away and then pushed a call clitoris. He spoke to his secretary over the intercom, telling her to broadcast in my Dad.

Then the physician turned back to me and with a smile on his boldness, he reached up and ran his paw over my right breast. My pap involuntarily hardened again."Nice,"he said."You have some growing to do, but you will be wonderful."He rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the board. The doc addressed him."She is fine,"he started."I will have the event of the blood tests in a twain daytime. I also recommend you put her on the pill, just in fount. The nurse will give you a couple sample distribution for while you get the preion filled. The pill won't be effective for about two weeks, so check her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the Doctor left and I got dressed. Dad took me home and made sure enough I took the first of the giving birth control pills. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. somewhat sure enough he was right not to desire me.

Two calendar week later, to the day, late that Night, I woke up feeling like mortal was in the room with me. In the darkness I saw him. My Dad was standing just inside the door staring down at me. I didn't speak. He saw that my centre were open and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a twain of shorts. As he stood in front of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his short and then let them dismiss to the floor. It was the first time I ever saw a man completely naked. My eyes wondered down his physical structure. He was still in pretty near shape. His broad brawny shoulders looked powerful and his stomach was still flat.

Even in the dark, I could make out his humanity. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked Brobdingnagian. Now I know he was a little self-aggrandising than average, but not lots, but at the time I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging dick was a large droopy set of balls.

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down next to me. I was terrified, but didn't move. On his side with his oral sex supported by his left hired hand, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the blankets to uncover me. He kicked the back down off the bed. Next he used his right hand to untie the bow in the front of my pajama bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pyjama and my step-in down. He stopped when they were both at my articulatio genus. His bridge player came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of my pj's top. He had that up around my cervix a duo seconds later.

I was nervous, befuddled, and scared as his hand came down over my chest and rested on my ripe breast. He squeezed small firm knocker. My mammilla hardened in his hands. I had no mastery over them. They just grew severe under his trace. I could see his grin widened as they did. His pinched my pap lightly, twisting them between his pollex and forefinger, just like the Doctor did.

Against my leg, I could feel his cock movement. It grew and straightened, becoming hard as a rock.

His hand eventually left my boobs and moved down my dead body. A bit later I gasped in surprise as he pushed his big eye finger inside my vagina. He pushed it in all the way and held it there. Then with his thumb, he started rubbing my clit.

The intuitive feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in heaven at the like fourth dimension. I had masturbated many multiplication before, but when individual else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making belittled moaning noises. I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his aspect as I started to cum. My entire dead body convulsed. I shook with a antic impression that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sensation. I didn't want the acute orgasm to ever stop.

Dad pulled his fingerbreadth out of me and sat up. He moved over on the bed. I was still panting, trying to recover from the orgasm, as he finished pulling my pajama bottoms and step-in off. Then he climbed over me and push my ramification apart.

He moved his trunk up between my gap legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entrance to my smashed vagina. Then, with a obtuse but stabilize push button, he moved his shaft up into me. The violation surprised me. It hurt, but at the same time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My physical structure went mad. My pussy spasmed around his peter, constricting and releasing in quick succession. His eyes went wide as he felt my pussy tightly rack his cock. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the opinion, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

Pushing himself up with his hands, he looked down into my fount as he started to pull his cock back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling as he started to increase the velocity of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an get woman. He slammed hard into me with each deep thrust. Sometime in there I came again. As the fantastic hurry of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body, my pussy gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to fuck me.

It was then that I saw the look on his boldness. He got a look of add pleasance. He started breathing heavily and his eyes slammed shut tight. He started moaning,"Oh…oh…oh…"

Then I felt it. He exploded inside me. His cock swelled and pumped hot cum into me. When it stopped spurting, he collapsed on top of me. several minute of arc later, he got up off of me."Go scavenge up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the future night, and the next, and the side by side, and continued almost every night for the rest of my clock time in richly school.

By the time I entered my sophomore class of heights schoolhouse, my boobs had grown a minuscule, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and drinking glass and narrow down boy-like hips.

I was a great deal more comfortable with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to discover boy from school that would do me. The son I found now were at least able, but they weren't all that proficient. Most of them were very quick to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very practically the dig bam, thank you ma'am kind. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my room almost every night.

One day, I left shoal early and came place. I was by myself because the boy I was going to skip schooltime with chickened out. When I got into the family, I heard noise coming from my older comrade's room. I snuck up to the door and peeked in.

Craig, my older chum by one yr, was the big macho football champion type. He was blonde, fair-haired, tall and muscular. phonograph needle to say, he was popular with the ladies.

When I peered in, I saw that he had a girl in there and they were really going at it. The female child, a brunette with really big bosom, was on her men and knees in the midsection of the bed. Craig was on his knees behind her, pounding into her hard and fasting from buns. He was slamming into her so hard that her target rippled from the wallop and her big booby bounced back and Forth. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

The both of them came at the same time. Craig's head went back as he launched his cum into the female child. She panted and moaned lightly. When they were spent, they both collapsed onto the bed.

I continued to watch them. The two of them kissed and held each former tight until my brother broke free of her clutch and moved his face down to her chest. For the next several moment, Craig sucked her big mammilla. Squeezing one with his hand while sucking on the other one. The lady friend watched him, with a big smile on her face, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the boys I had sex with, always did me while I was on my back. No one had really bothered to work with my small boobs. I hadn't really realized that former place were useable. Looking back now, I realize how naïve and innocent I was. I moved back away from the door and silently left the planetary house. Or so I thought. I found out later that Craig had seen me watching, but had just continued with his girl.

The future nighttime, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business trip. Carl, my little chum, got permit to go visit a friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner party, I went to admit my cascade. I didn't see it, but when I was in the shower Craig cracked open the room access and was watching me in the mirror. Well, until it fogged up.

I got out of the shower bath and dried off. I tied the big towel around my torso and went out in the hall. There endure my big Brother. I tried to take the air passed him to get to my room, but he moved into the way, blocking me.

"What are you doing ?"I said, trying to push passed him.

"I saw you watching me,"he said, grabbing my carpus."You like what you saw ?"

"full point it,"I cried."Get out of the way."

But he didn't move. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the recess of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to hang onto it, but he was too fast and strong. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the bulwark. I tried to scramble, but he took both my wrists in his big manus and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

He stepped back slightly and looked down my naked torso."You sure aren't much to bet at, are you ?"He laughed a short. Then he leaned his caput down and bit my get out nipple.

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the lobby. He pushed me into his room and then down onto his bed. I tried to scramble, but he was way too strong. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my stomach and then pulled me up onto my hired man and knees. I felt him fumble with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to resign his cock. Then it happened. He rammed his toilsome putz into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His cock was different from Dad's. It was a little farseeing and lots fatter. He grabbed my pelvic girdle and started to fuck me hard.

The position gave me a completely different sensation. Almost every thrust caused his big dangling balls to slap against my button and the Angle of his cock felt completely different. But it felt wonderful. The nookie started to make me gasp and Wave of pleasance moved up my soundbox with each thrust.

Craig fucked me hard and fast. When he started to get close to orgasm, he let go of my pelvis and on hand grabbed my berm while the other take hold of my hair and pulled my head back.

I was in a intimate frenzy when he came. I couldn't ascendancy my panting and moaning and my entire soundbox shook uncontrollably in hug drug, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot load into me, holding himself deep inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and pushed me down onto the bed. I turned to lay on my back.

"But, I haven't…"I started to complain. I hadn't cum.

"So what ?"he said, cruelly."I don't care."He laid down on the bed next to me and kept me pinned down. His face went down to my boob and he took a nipple into his oral fissure. For the future several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my hard nipples.

When he was done, satisfied, he got up and went into the john. I got up off the bed and picked up the towel. I wiped up the cum that was dripping down between my legs and went into my room.

It took me several More sessions with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that position. The position drives me right to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would larn that rubbing my clit when I was in that military position, or even better, getting the guy to rub it, was the only way I could cum.

The rest of my sophomore year I was regularly fucked by both Craig and my Dad. Neither one of them knew about the other. I was in use and felicitous with the arrangement.

By my Jnr year I had filled out a fiddling. My boobs had grown to a sizable 32C. I was still pretty tight-fitting, but my hips had started to get some physique. Overall, I was pretty glad with what was happening to my organic structure, especially because male child were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent more time playing with my breasts while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missioner, and Craig always did me doggy. I think he enjoyed the fact that I couldn't cum like that. The mongrel would never let me wager with my clitoris while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me orgasm and would try to make me cum as many sentence as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the yr, Dad got a promotion at workplace. The only bad section was that he had to ferment Nox work shift. What that meant for me was that Craig had all nighttime with me and Dad would take me early in the morning when he came home. I didn't get much sleep.

Late in the yr, Craig had a graduation party. He came into my room after school that day and told me that I was going."I don't want to go,"I told him, not knowing what he had in idea, and not trusting him either.

"I don't care what you want,"he told me."Get gear up or I'll hurt you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a brace of jeans and a sweatshirt. On the way to the party, Craig made me postulate off my bra. I was very uncomfortable without it, especially because it was cold out and my nipples pushed hard against the sweatshirt making them plainly obvious.

The company was mostly guys, with a few girls here and there. Craig made me accompany him around. As we mingled, everyone stared at my nipples. In one way I was embarrassed, but in another them looking really turned me on.

I started drinking beer early and by eleven o'clock I had a good buzz going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the solitary miss at the party with still a good routine of guys.

Craig led me over to a group of guys that was sharing a joint. Craig joined in."Can I ?"I asked, my words a little slurred.

The man with the joint in his mouth looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my mammilla. I was drunk enough to do it. I took cargo area of the bottom crease of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my tits. I held it there for a couplet seconds, letting everyone see them before I lowered it back down.

"Whoa,"the guy said with a smile."okeh then, here ya go."He handed me the joint. It didn't take a good deal before I was both high and sot.

I started to get a small dizzy, so I sat down on the couch. One of the bozo came over to me."You okay ?"he asked, seeing that I was almost completely out of it.

"Yeah, I'm fine,"I replied, lying.

"Yes, you are,"he said with a smile. Reaching down, he took both my tits in his hired man and squeezed them. In my daze, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my Brother standing next to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his hands away quickly.

"I don't render a darn,"my chum responded with a laugh."Have at it."

The guy took it to heart. He took my script and pulled me up onto my invertebrate foot, which made my head spin. I blinked and staggered a little as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his hands and started to fumble me. He started grinding his genitals into my ass at the Lapp clip. When I could see Thomas More clearly, I saw that several of the former cat were watching him fondle my still covered tits.

One of the early guy rope walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hands came up under my tit while the early guy's hands moved down to my sides. The guy in straw man of me started to play with my boob, lifting them and then letting go to watch them bounce. As he did it, my nipples got harder. Everyone noticed."You like that, don't you ?"the guy said.

I didn't respond. I just gave him a drunken smile.

Then the guy behind me took cargo area of the rump of my perspirer and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my blazonry, letting him clean me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the early guys and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck as his hands returned to my tits.

His buss and footling bites sent quiver down my physical structure as he squeezed my titty in his hand. In my daze I noticed that all the other guys were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my left tit just under the nipple and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my other tit. This guy rope was not so gentle. He opened his mouth blanket and took as a good deal of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the next various transactions, guys took turning groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."okeh, sentence for me to look at her home,"he said. Everyone moaned, but no one objected seriously. Craig was the biggest guy there and they all knew it."Where is her shirt ?"

"Here it is,"one guy said with a big smile on his face.

Someone had taken my sweater and cut big jam in it. When Craig put it back on me, my tits popped powerful out of the holes. Everyone laughed at me. One guy started pushing one of my boob up, making it bounce.

"Okay, okay, OK,"Craig interrupted."I'm taking her home."

"Yeah, you gon na act with them yourself ?"one guy joked.

"Like this ?"Craig said. Reaching around me from behind, he took my tits in his hand, pushed them together and squeezed. Everyone laughed. Craig put me in the car and drove home.

Dad was at work but Carl, my short brother, was at home. The look on Carl's face when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his grimace. He was in shock and couldn't take his middle off me. I stumbled into the living elbow room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the bathroom and returned with a glassful of piddle and a small pill.

"Here, select this,"he said, handing me both."It will sober you up quick."

rummy and pudden-head, I took the pill. It wasn't XV minute of arc later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half hr, I was on my back on the couch. I was even dizzier than before. Everything around me was exculpate visually, but it was like wasn't literal. I could see, hear and find everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to displace or talk. Even though I tried, my torso was like jelly, without sinew, and my speech communication was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the couch. As a test, he pinched my pap and pulled on it heavy. I mumbled some gabled Logos, not able to put give-and-take together in a condemnation. He smiled and winked at me.

He put his hired hand on one of my tits and looked over at Carl."She has some nice ones, huh ?"

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years untried than me. He was nerdy, wore crank and was the runt of the bedding material. His big brother, however, always looked after him.

"ejaculate here,"Craig waved Carl finisher to me."Go ahead, you can touch them. She doesn't mind."

Gingerly, with Craig's continual reassurance, Carl put his paw on my raw tit. The contact made my pap harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

This encouraged Carl, who then started to seize both of my tits. A couple seconds later, he had his hand's full of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lust in his center as he played with my tits, but I could do cypher to finish him.

Craig watched for a while and then he said,"Here, watch this out."He moved Carl out of the way and unsnapped my dungaree. A moment later, Craig had pulled my jeans and pantie off. He pushed his handwriting between my legs and forced them apart. Carl just stared at my pussy.

"Go ahead,"Craig told Carl."stick your dick in her."

"Are you sure it's okeh ?"Carl responded.

"Sure, she likes it,"Craig responded with a smile.

Carl dropped his drawers in a flash bulb and was on the couch between my branch. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an intelligible mumble. I watched as he maneuvered himself into office so he could push his operose cock into my pussycat. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him pick out me. I couldn't relocation or respond at all, but being used like that made me shiver all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The feel on his face as he fucked me showed his cacoethes and lust. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my body was being used to draw a man, or boy in this event, go crazy.

He started fucking me so hard my tits bounced all over. He watched them impress as he fucked me. It didn't take him more than a arcminute before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all sort of unearthly facial expressions as he shot is load into me. Then, panting heavily, he got off me.

Almost immediately after Carl pulled his wet dick out of me, Craig pulled me off the couch and onto the floor. I fell onto my side. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A pair hour later, he added his loading to his brother's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my sweater off me, and put me in my bed.

Early the adjacent break of the day, I was woken up by my Dad climbing on top of me. I was almost fully recovered by then and my Dad's cock made me cum various times before he did.

At the end of summertime, Craig went off to college.

That summer, I started to let my tomentum grow. My boobs filled out a little more and so did my hips. I started to look more like a girl than a tomboy. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missionary each morning when he came home from oeuvre.

Sex with Carl was a unlike tale. Carl was completely enamored with my tits. He developed, and still has, a major tit fetish. He played with them every prison term he had a chance. While he was riding me, his mitt were always on them. It was during this time that I realized just how reactive my mammilla were. They would hardened and protrude at the start touch. Sometimes just the persuasion of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in public, Carl would always try to embarrass me by running his digit over my nipples and making them vex out. They would become visible even if I was wearing a midst shirt or sweater. Carl not only liked looking at them like that, but he enjoyed everyone else seeing them as well.

Sex with Dad and Carl was frequent, almost constant, but I still had some time to bring home plate some boys from schoolhouse. Counting the school boys, Dad and my little blood brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three clock time a day.

By the time I graduated, I had become a effective looking young lady. My hair's-breadth had grown down to shoulder length. It was fatheaded and glum brown. I wore impinging instead of glasses and my tits had grown to a very respectable 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my mark weren't really safe enough to go to college, so I just stayed home and stay fresh house for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the house and got a job. The first one I found was a secretary job at a small construction role. I had two political boss, Dave and hayrick and the three of us worked in a house trailer at the workplace web site. It only took a twosome of daytime before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the first of all Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter at my desk. He put his hands on my berm and started massaging them. I was young and inexperienced and didn't know what to do, so I just let him stay the massage.

"Have I told you how incredibly sexy you are ?"He asked.

"No,"I giggled. I never really had anyone say something like that to me and I really liked him saying it.



"Well, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His hands moved down my bureau and cupped my boob, lifting them slightly in his hands. He started kissing my cervix and rubbing my mammilla. A tingle ran down my body.

I guess he sensed right away that I was not going to object. He lifted my blouse up to over the top of my breasts and then went back to fondling my tits. Pushing his hands down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit flesh. My mamilla pushed out into his fingers. When he felt that, he got more aggressive. He twisted and pulled lightly on the nipples. I let him do what he wanted. It felt wonderful.

What he did succeeding, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my chairperson. When I turned I came face to face with his hammer. He put his hands behind my head and pulled my face towards it. conceive it or not, I had never really given a cock sucking before. I mean I had played with them, kissed them, licked them a little, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his dick in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my effective, I took it in my mouthpiece and started sucking. Before long, he took control of my caput and started moving it back and Forth. His cock basically started using my sassing as a pussycat. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my top dog harder into his crotch, forcing his cock further and further into his mouth. He wasn't huge, but he was longer than average. I had never sucked a dick before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him ensure me. A couple trench thrusts later, he rammed his stiff cock all the way into my oral cavity and down my throat.

I was surprised at how easily I took the entire affair into my throat. I didn't choke or gag at all. Strangest of all was that it felt veracious, like it was supposed to be like this, that he controlled me and used me. I didn't understand most of it, but I knew I loved it.

"Oh, God,"he started groaning, looking down in appreciation at me deep-throating him. He held still with it all the way in."Oh, God, yes…"he groaned again.

I couldn't breathe, but I held steadfast letting him control everything. Then his shaft started to twitch. I could finger it start to pump cum. Not certain what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my foreland back and his spurting peter came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my brass. My very first facial. I didn't think it was gross or foul at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The feeling on his grimace was howling. I was a little shocked by the precipitousness of it all, but it was great.

He looked down at me and smiled. Some of the cum dripped off my cheek and onto my blouse. I quickly excused myself and headed for the john. I cleaned my face and tried to strip the cum that had dripped down onto my blouse, but it didn't all come out. The blouse was white, so I was hoping that it was not that noticeable.

When I left the lav, I walked right by Rick, my other party boss, who was making copies at the copy machine. He stopped me. On his brass was a big grin.

The entire matter, of course had been planned by the two guys, but I was just too unseasoned and naive to reckon that out until often later.

"What's that on your shirt ?"he asked, pointing at the cum spots."ejaculate here,"hayrick continued."Let me see."He ran his fingers over the stains, several of which, coincidently, were on my boobs. His fingers stopped directly on top of my left nipple."This looks like you have been a naughty girl,"he said, pushing his finger into my boob. My nipple responded instantly to his touch.

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office staff,"he said with a smile."Come here."crick pulled me over to the water fountain and pushed the clit. He cupped his hand and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't stop him in clock time. The frigid weewee made me gasp as he started pouring it from his hired hand down onto my chest. He got another handful and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't occlusive until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became crystalline with the water. My Robert Brown bout areola were plainly seeable, even with the bra. rick stepped back and admired the sentiment."That's not any safe,"he said."Tell you what, give me your shirt."He held his hand out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his hired hand out and waited."cum on, pass on it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him take it off me. Then, without another word, he reached around me and unsnapped my bra."I'll lead this too,"he said, pulling it off of me.

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big firm naked breasts."Those are wonderful."I just stood there topless, not knowing what to do. Then he said,"I need a photo of those. Come over here."He led me back to the copy political machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the machine and patting the glass top. He took hold of me and guided me over and put my boob on the copier. He made respective copies, moving me around on the glass, before he was happy with the shot."This is pure,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the floor, and took me into his office. He closed the doorway and pulled me up to him. He kissed me voiceless on the backtalk. His hands wondered down my bare back and then around to my strawman of my waistline. A arcminute later, my drawers were down around my ankles and I was standing naked in his business office. Without a word, he turned me around, twist me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a little groan when his cock pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my coxa he started to squeeze into me. He reached up and took hold of my tits as they swung. Squeezing them concentrated, he made one last pierce forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their position and love me in their role. They had me wearing very revealing habiliment to work so they could"get a dear look"at me. I was banned from wearing bras to work ever. Even when we had clients in the government agency, they would make surely that my shirt was as unfastened as possible without completely exposing my bureau."A piffling bit of nipple is fine,"Dave would tell me,"but not the whole thing."

I thought Rick was kidding about posting the copy of my tits behind his desk, but I was wrong. He pinned the written matter onto his corkboard and left it there as long as I worked there. Every client that went in there got a good look at it and most figured out they were mine.

It was during this time that I learned to really love men looking at me as a sex object. I loved the fact that I could wear off something that would make them stare and thirst for me. I also learned a lot about giving blowjobs. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would sustain me climb under his desk and spend time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his formal, or both until he was hard enough to make love again.

The two of them also taught me a great raft about different emplacement. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on bottomland, all sort of different path.

One of the most significant things I learned during that sentence was that I could not say,"No,"to sex. During the day, they would do me any clock time they wanted. I couldn't say no to them. If they wanted it, I wanted to give it to them.

I did try my best to continue doing my body of work and be a near secretary, but many clip I couldn't fetch up things because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. worry fact is that when my futurity husband call and set up our initiative date, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a hard metre not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a hard prison term following the conversation. I even had a potent orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my future Husband and I dated, I still fucked my two bosses.

Not long after I moved out, my Dad died in an accident at work. Craig came back from college for the funeral. Afterwards, the three of us returned to the house to calculate out what to do. The house was paid for and Dad's will left it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to chip in the house to Carl so he had some place to live while he finished school day. But we also decided that we would go through the household and divide up some of the property.

expiration into unlike rooms of the house, we started sorting clobber. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the stuff and nonsense I wanted to retain in a big bucks by the door. Carl was in the support room. Craig had gone into Dad's way and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, come here. count what I found."He came running out of Dad's bedroom into the living way. He put a big box on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. I came into the room and looked in the box. Carl sat down next to his big brother.

Craig pulled a big exposure album out of the box and opened it up. The very first off picture show, an 8X10 color slick magazine, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the sand at a beach. In the background there were several people looking her direction."Wow,"Carl said."Is that mom ?"

We were all pretty Young when she passed away, but we all knew it was her.

"Yeah,"said Craig."Isn't she fine ?"

She was beautiful. She was abruptly and thin with foresightful brown haircloth and a beautiful human face. Her most prominent feature was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the Page. The first one-half of the book was to the full page photo of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual positions. My brother were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing future to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding shade. He moved over away from Carl and patted the sofa tooshie between them. I knew this wasn't going to end well for me, but I did what he told me to do. I sat down between my brothers.

He turned the page. The next photo showed our mom on her manpower and knees, completely raw except for some red mellow heel brake shoe. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the tv camera an excellent view of her big hanging tits."She's much better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

"Her tits are expectant too,"Carl added, stating the obvious.

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a smile."Let's see."Craig grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and lifted it up."Take this off,"he demanded. He already had it up above my bra when he said it. He was big and substantial, so I didn't have a great deal alternative. I just lifted my arms as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really effective at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

"Yeah, they aren't as courteous,"Craig said, alternating his regard between the photograph and me,"or as big."

"They're still fun to meet with, though,"Carl said running his fingers over my provide nipple, which, of course, involuntarily swelled and hardened.

The next set of pictures progressed quickly from just mom naked into porn. The next pic was of her, on a bed, with her branch bedspread and her fingerbreadth on her clit. Her pussy mouth were swollen and red. They were parted opened with a looking as she had just been used. Craig's regard went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big grinning on his typeface. I knew what was next.

A minute later, I was sitting nude between the two of them."Even her puss is good than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his best to diminish and mortify me and it was working."Spread the sassing,"he told me. I reached down and pulled them apart."Yeah, nowhere close as nice."

His Scripture were really hurting my tone, but at the same time I was getting aroused by his treatment of me. I didn't understand why him saying mean things about made me so hot, but it did. At the same time, Carl was still groping my mammilla were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own cunt increased the stimulation. Craig turned the page in the photo album. The next picture made me finger my clit even more.

The next radical of pictures had mom on her back, legs spread, invertebrate foot up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really interest was that the pic were obviously taken by another someone, not from a tripod or a stationary billet. I'm for sure my brothers noticed that too.

"What a good athletics,"Craig said with a smile. He continued turning pages. After several more on the two of them fucking missioner. The following set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reversion cowgirl. From the way her tits looked in the photos you could tell that she was bouncing up and down on him.

Then in one of the pictures, the angle of her sitting on his changed. It was then that we all saw that Dad now had his prick up mom's ass.

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an evilness grin. He stood, dropped his pant, and then sat back down. His cock was fuddled and pointed straight up in the air when he pulled me over onto his lap. Knowing what he wanted to do to me, I quickly positioned myself so that his dick would go straight into my pussy. I sat down on him.

"Oh, no, you don't,"he said, grabbing my pelvic girdle and lifting me up. When I was up off him, he grabbed his dick and brought it back to the puckered tight opening of my ass. Then he pushed up with his genitals and pulled me down at the same time.

I gasped and cried out in nuisance as his big dick forced its way up my petite mother fucker."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my branch and saw that he was in all the way to the formal. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his cock and I knew he could feel it spasm around him.

"Oh, yeah,"he groaned. Between the fervor and my close clenching ass, the stimulus was too much for him. He shot his load right up into my ass. The protrusion of his rooster caused me even more pain as he spurt his Andrew Dickson White hot cum up into me. I cried out again in pain.

Craig didn't care. He left his stopcock inside me until it shrank back down and finally fell out. When that happened, he pushed me off of him and went into the toilet to wash off his bemire cock.

As soon as Craig left the room, Carl, who was naked by now, climbed on top of me. He pushed me back on the couch and shoved his hard cock up my pussy. He used my tits as handles as he rode me hard.

When Craig came back in the room, Carl was still on top of me, pumping away. He was moaning, really enjoying himself. I was still hurting, but the thrusting of Carl's dick was starting to make me forget about the pain.

While Carl fucked me, I watched Craig as he started digging deeper in the box that had the photo album in it. He found a declamatory round of golf alloy can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple moment later, he came back into the living way with the can and an old projector that my Dad had.

Craig set up the projector as Carl finished with me, dumping his freight inside me and then climbing off. I just stayed on the lounge, not moving, when he was finished. Craig finished loading the projector and then went over and turned off the lights. He made me sit up and then he sat down next to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a motion picture started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red dress and gamey bounder. The camera zoomed into her smiling aspect, scanned down her body and then zoomed back out. When it zooming all the way out, we could all see that there was a man sitting on the bed.

"Oh, this should be in effect,"Craig said.

Mom turned towards the man and smiled. The camera operator, presumably our Dad, moved around to get a side shot of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his arm around her waist, she put her arms over his berm and they kissed.

The man wasted no prison term. His mitt moved up her physical structure and he pushed the wearing apparel straps off her shoulders. He started to pull the wearing apparel down, exposing her big beautiful titty and continued to push it down until it fell to the trading floor. With her standing there wearing null but her panty and luxuriously heel, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took hold of my capitulum. He pushed my face down to his cock. It still was not fully arduous and smell out, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."Suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my mouth. I could still ascertain the film while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suck on my mom's mamilla as he pushed her pantie to the trading floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright and, with his hands on her shoulder, pushed her down onto her knees. Mom, put her hands behind her back, subserviently, and looked up at him.

Man, standing over her, dominating her, unzipped his pant and dropped his pants. Out of his trouser popped a vast stopcock. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a thick shaft and a fat head. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its slopped upright locating until it pointed straight as her face. The photographic camera zoomed in as she took the giant star tool into her mouth and started sucking. She took more and more than of it into her rima oris until she had almost the total thing down her throat.

Craig apparently liked the mind because he put his hired hand on the dorsum of my head and pushed me down onto his now rock intemperate cock. He didn't plosive speech sound pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me back up, I looked back over at the film and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the lens as the man started sucking her nipples. She sat up and continued to ride him for several minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hired man and stifle and the man mounted her from hind end. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swinging nipple. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my caput down again and held me there. His putz twitched in my pharynx. When he let me back up, I could tell the man fucking mom was close to cumming. He stopped banging her from behind and turned her over. He moved up her eubstance, straddling her torso, and pushed his hammer up between her big tits. Mom pushed them together for him. His cock pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every clip he pushed it up between her knocker and up to her rima oris. It didn't take the man very long at all before he started to cum. The man used his hands to pump the cum out of his spurting hammer and all over her expression. The man got up off the bed and the photographic camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the movie went black.

After a instant of dummy projection screen, another movie started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two naked men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the other one. couple arcminute later, the two men changed positions. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her knee joint and beat off on her brass. The movie ended.

I knew what my Brother were thinking. A minute later, they hand me between them. Craig was fucking me from behind while Carl rammed his cock down my throat.

For the next two days they kept me locked up in my room. Well, I didn't really try to get away. Whenever they wanted, they came in and fucked me. It wasn't until I had to go back to work on Monday first light that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to work, both Rick and Dave had their way with me as well. That even, after piece of work, was my number one date with my succeeding married man. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the one-fifth man to take me that day .