For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will break you some background. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a escritoire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thickly Robert Brown tomentum that flows down below her shoulders. Her white meat are boastfully, total, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each knocker is tipped by large one shot light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her soaked stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her cunt shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her kitty lips are equally amazing. They are prospicient, but not too long, and distend and clear like a flower when she gets delirious.

I, on the former hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in upright frame. My intimately property was my cock. I am over nine in long and am very thick, all the way to the bulgy mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to get across all but the blind drunk trap.

This story is true, written from Carole's view, with some change like epithet and dates. Liberty was taken to combine some experiences so the news report would not drag 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 high school, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in stature, with brusk chocolate-brown hair, brown eyes and crank. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup breasts and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that fourth dimension, however, that I started to uprise strange smell 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 sure office made me prickle, so I touched those piazza a lot.

About two month into my neophyte class, I got the courageousness up to tempt a boy over to my house after schooltime. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at oeuvre and both my pal had variation after shoal. I thought the boy, who was a year 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 hawkshaw, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the house. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more sentence with former male child, but without any real success. They were all too young and stupid.

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able to scratch my itch, but when we started to kiss and take each former's clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to hear him, but he heard us.

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

With his bare hand he started spanking my naked ass. I started crying from the pain in the neck, as he alternated spanking each ass face. Eventually, he tired and his hired hand came to a rest on my naked butt.

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

It was then that I felt something strange. With his manus still on my naked ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His left arm came off my backbone and his hand came up under me, across my dresser. His hand cupped my minuscule boob. I could feel my pap harden in his hand. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and Forth River slightly, letting my hard nipple rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now confused, I stood. My Dad's oculus 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 have any Sir Thomas More male child over. Got it ?"

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

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

"O.K.,"the physician said."Relax. It will be alright. Have a bum out in the waiting area and I'll song you back in when we are done."Dad turned and left me there.

The physician looked at me for a minute and then said,"Take all your clothes off and get up on the table."He patted the paper covered exam board."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 mesa. The Doctor smiled when he came back in. He walked to the side of the exam table and said,"You won't need this."He untied the fabric ties that secured my night-robe and pushed it off one shoulder than the other. The gown fell to my lap. He pulled it off me and threw it over to the chair where I found it.

For the following yoke arcminute, he took the convention medical version, 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 centre. He stared at me for a span minutes with a huge smile on his face."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's Doctor as well."He seemed to reminisce for a second and then he picked up the stirrups and pushed them into the expansion slot on the exam table. He took hold of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my raw body. He rubbed my hair with his paw and then moved it down my head. It continued down onto my chest, his fingers lightly moving over one of my tit, and then down onto my stomach."So young,"he said, as his paw moved up the interior of my thigh.

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

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

Just then I jumped a little as he pushed his middle finger's breadth up inside me. He looked up into my typeface and smiled."You are still very taut. That's good."With his finger up inside me, this thumb danced over my button. There was a wonderful, almost electric, impact that washed over my eubstance. Both of my nipples instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."thoroughly,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The following several minutes were both embarrassing and terrible, 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 stirrups away and then pushed a phone push. He spoke to his escritoire over the intercom, telling her to beam in my Dad.

Then the medico turned back to me and with a grin on his face, he reached up and ran his hand over my right breast. My tit 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 tabular array. The doctor addressed him."She is alright,"he started."I will have the effect of the blood mental test in a couplet days. I also recommend you put her on the pill, just in sheath. The nurse will give you a couple samples for while you get the preion filled. The pill won't be effective for about two week, so watch her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the Doctor left and I got dressed. Dad took me home and made for certain I took the first of the nascency control pills. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. Pretty sure he was right not to trust me.

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

He was not wearing a shirt, only a distich of shorts. As he stood in strawman of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his short circuit and then let them drop to the floor. It was the world-class time I ever saw a man completely naked. My centre wondered down his body. He was still in pretty ripe chassis. His broad muscular shoulders looked powerful and his tummy was still flat.

Even in the iniquity, I could hold out his manhood. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked huge. Now I know he was a niggling bigger than average, but not much, but at the metre I thought he looked mammoth. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging dick was a large droopy set of balls.

Without oral presentation, he climbed into bed with me and laid down adjacent to me. I was terrified, but didn't move. On his side with his nous supported by his leave alone hand, he looked me in the middle as he pushed down the blankets to unveil me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his correctly hired man to untie the bow in the strawman of my pajama bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pajama and my panties down. He stopped when they were both at my knees. His deal came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of my pajama top. He had that up around my neck a brace seconds later.

I was nervous, broken, and scared as his paw came down over my chest and rested on my right breast. He squeezed minor firm boob. My nipples hardened in his deal. I had no control over them. They just grew surd under his soupcon. I could see his smile widened as they did. His adenoidal my mammilla lightly, twisting them between his quarter round and forefinger, just like the Doctor did.

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

His hand eventually left my dope and moved down my body. A endorsement later I gasped in surprisal as he pushed his big middle 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 feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in promised land at the same time. I had masturbated many prison term before, but when somebody else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making small moaning noises. I looked up at him and he had a huge grinning on his fount as I started to cum. My entire soundbox convulsed. I shook with a rattling feeling that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the genius. I didn't want the intense orgasm to ever stop.

Dad pulled his finger 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 pj's nates and panties off. Then he climbed over me and pushed my legs apart.

He moved his physical structure up between my bedspread legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entrance to my tight vagina. Then, with a wearisome but steady push, he moved his putz up into me. The misdemeanour surprised me. It hurt, but at the Saame time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My eubstance went mad. My kitty-cat spasmed around his cock, constricting and releasing in straightaway succession. His eyes went wide as he felt my snatch tightly squeeze his prick. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the intuitive feeling, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

Pushing himself up with his paw, he looked down into my grimace as he started to pull his turncock back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my middle and just enjoyed the tone as he started to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an live cleaning woman. He slammed hard into me with each bass poking. Sometime in there I came again. As the wonderful rush of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body, my kitty-cat gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to have it off me.

It was then that I saw the smell on his boldness. He got a look of add pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his heart 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. respective minutes later, he got up off of me."Go clean up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the next night, and the future, and the next, and continued almost every Nox for the relaxation of my meter in high school school.

By the meter I entered my soph twelvemonth of high school, my breast had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and glasses and constringe boy-like hips.

I was a swell deal more comfortable with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to find boys from school day that would do me. The son I found now were at to the lowest degree capable, but they weren't all that good. virtually of them were very warm to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very much the slam bam, thank you ma'am sort. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my way almost every night.

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

Craig, my sometime brother by one yr, was the big macho football hero type. He was blonde, fair-haired, marvellous and powerful. Needless to say, he was popular with the ladies.

When I peered in, I saw that he had a miss in there and they were really going at it. The girl, a brunette with really big boobs, was on her hands and articulatio genus in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his stifle behind her, pounding into her knockout and fast from behind. He was slamming into her so hard that her butt rippled from the impact and her big dummy bounced back and Forth. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

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

I continued to view them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my brother broke free of her reach and moved his face down to her bureau. For the adjacent various minutes, Craig sucked her big breast. Squeezing one with his paw while sucking on the other one. The lady friend watched him, with a big smiling on her face, as he feasted on her tits.

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

The next Nox, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business trip-up. Carl, my little sidekick, got permission to go visit a Friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner, I went to adopt my shower bath. I didn't see it, but when I was in the shower Craig cracked open the door and was watching me in the mirror. well, until it fogged up.

I got out of the shower and dried off. I tied the big towel around my torso and went out in the hall. There suffer my big brother. I tried to walk passed him to get to my elbow 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 wrist."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 corner of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to fall onto it, but he was too riotous and strong. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to contend, but he took both my wrists in his big bridge player and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

He stepped back slightly and looked down my naked organic structure."You sure aren't much to see at, are you ?"He laughed a little. Then he leaned his head down and bit my left nipple.

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the hall. He pushed me into his room and then down onto his bed. I tried to sputter, but he was way too secure. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my tummy and then pulled me up onto my hands and stifle. I felt him fumble with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to release his cock. Then it happened. He rammed his operose dick into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His cock was dissimilar from Dad's. It was a picayune long and much fatter. He grabbed my pelvic arch and started to fuck me hard.

The position gave me a completely unlike sensation. Almost every jab caused his big hanging balls to slap against my button and the Angle of his cock felt completely different. But it felt fantastic. The fucking started to make me gasp and waves of joy moved up my consistence with each thrust.

Craig fucked me strong and fast. When he started to get close to orgasm, he let go of my hips and on hand grabbed my shoulder joint while the other grab my hair and pulled my caput back.

I was in a sexual frenzy when he came. I couldn't ascendancy my panting and moaning and my entire trunk shook uncontrollably in hug drug, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot load into me, holding himself inscrutable inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and crowd 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 save me pinned down. His grimace went down to my titty and he took a nipple into his mouth. For the next several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my surd nipples.

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

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

The rest of my sophomore class I was regularly fucked by both Craig and my Dad. Neither one of them knew about the other. I was busy and happy with the arrangement.

By my junior yr I had filled out a little. My knocker had grown to a honorable 32C. I was still pretty skinny, but my hips had started to get some shape. boilers suit, I was pretty happy with what was happening to my consistency, 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 tit 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 illegitimate would never let me work with my clitoris while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me climax and would try to make me cum as many meter as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the year, Dad got a promotion at oeuvre. The lonesome bad contribution was that he had to wreak Night switch. What that meant for me was that Craig had all Night with me and Dad would select me early in the morning when he came home. I didn't get much sleep.

Late in the twelvemonth, Craig had a graduation exercise 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 mind, and not trusting him either.

"I don't fear what you want,"he told me."Get make or I'll damage you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a distich of jean and a sweatshirt. On the way to the company, Craig made me take off my bra. I was very uncomfortable without it, especially because it was cold out and my mammilla pushed hard against the sweatshirt making them plainly obvious.

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

I started drinking beer early and by football team o'clock I had a practiced buzz going on. By then all of the couplet had left, leaving me the only young woman at the company with still a commodity number of guys.

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

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

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

I started to get a slight dizzy, so I sat down on the couch. One of the guys 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 grin. Reaching down, he took both my tits in his hired hand 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 bridge player away quickly.

"I don't consecrate a shucks,"my Brother responded with a laughter."Have at it."

The guy took it to heart. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my ft, which made my caput spin. I blinked and staggered a petty as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my mamilla in his hands and started to grope me. He started grinding his privates into my ass at the Saami time. When I could see more clearly, I saw that several of the other guy cable were watching him caress my still covered tits.

One of the other guys walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hired man came up under my boob while the other guy's hands moved down to my sides. The guy in front of me started to recreate with my tits, lifting them and then letting go to watch them bounce. As he did it, my mamilla 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 detention of the bottom of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my weapons system, letting him disinvest me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the former guy cable and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck as his custody returned to my tits.

His kisses and little sting sent shudder down my soundbox as he squeezed my tits in his hands. In my haze 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 guys was not so lenify. He opened his mouth across-the-board and took as often of my tit into it as he could and then sucked tough. For the next several moment, guys took turns groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."O.K., metre for me to make 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 holes in it. When Craig put it back on me, my tits popped right out of the muddle. Everyone laughed at me. One guy started pushing one of my tits up, making it bounce.

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

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

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

Dad was at work but Carl, my little brother, was at home. The flavor on Carl's brass when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in daze and couldn't take up his heart off me. I stumbled into the living room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the bath and returned with a glass of water and a low pill.

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

Drunk and stupid, I took the pill. It wasn't fifteen mo later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half 60 minutes, I was on my binding on the lounge. I was even silly than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't tangible. I could see, hear and experience everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to move or talk. Even though I tried, my eubstance was like jelly, without muscular tissue, and my speech was garbled and barely hearable. Craig pulled me up further onto the sofa. As a psychometric test, he pinched my tit and pulled on it hard. I mumbled some gabled words, not capable to put words together in a sentence. He smiled and winked at me.

He put his bridge player on one of my breast and looked over at Carl."She has some courteous ones, huh ?"

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years young than me. He was nerdy, wore glasses and was the shrimp of the bedding material. His big Brother, however, always looked after him.

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

Gingerly, with Craig's continual reassurance, Carl put his handwriting on my au naturel tit. The speck made my teat harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

This encouraged Carl, who then started to grab 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 middle as he played with my tits, but I could do zip to stop him.

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

"Go ahead,"Craig told Carl."reefer your putz in her."

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

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

Carl dropped his pants in a flash and was on the lounge between my legs. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an intelligible mutter. I watched as he maneuvered himself into place so he could promote his severely tool into my pussy. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him take me. I couldn't move 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 look on his font as he fucked me showed his heat and luxuria. I didn't understand it but I loved the spirit that my body was being used to induce a man, or boy in this case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so hard my tits bounced all over. He watched them move as he fucked me. It didn't take him more than a mo before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all kind of unearthly facial formulation 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 face. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my tum. A couple hour later, he added his load 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 next morning, I was woken up by my Dad climbing on top of me. I was almost fully recovered by then and my Dad's tool made me cum various times before he did.

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

That summer, I started to let my hair's-breadth grow. My boob filled out a little more and so did my hips. I started to search more like a miss than a tomboy. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missioner each break of the day when he came home from work.

Sex with Carl was a different narrative. Carl was completely enamored with my boob. He developed, and still has, a John Major tit fetich. He played with them every time he had a prospect. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this time that I realized just how antiphonal my nipple were. They would hardened and protrude at the first touch. Sometimes just the thought of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in public, Carl would always try to stymy me by running his digit over my nipples and making them stick out. They would become visible even if I was wearing a thick 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 haunt, almost unceasing, but I still had some time to bring place some boys from school. Counting the school boys, Dad and my little chum, I'd say on norm, I was having sex two to three times a day.

By the time I graduated, I had become a skillful looking youth lady. My hair had grown down to shoulder length. It was thick and dark Brown. I wore contacts instead of spyglass and my teat had grown to a very estimable 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my tier weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed place and observe 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 escritoire job at a minuscule construction office. I had two bosses, Dave and wrick and the three of us worked in a prevue at the body of work site. It only took a couple of days before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the world-class Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter of the alphabet at my desk. He put his helping hand on my articulatio humeri and started massaging them. I was unseasoned and inexperienced and didn't know what to do, so I just let him cover 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 chest and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his hand. He started kissing my neck opening and rubbing my tits. A frisson 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 chest and then went back to fondling my titty. Pushing his hands down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit flesh. My mammilla pushed out into his finger. When he felt that, he got more fast-growing. He twisted and pulled lightly on the nipples. I let him do what he wanted. It felt wonderful.

What he did next, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my chairwoman. When I turned I came face to face with his shaft. He put his custody behind my nous and pulled my face towards it. Believe it or not, I had never really given a blowjob 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 certain how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my outdo, I took it in my oral fissure and started sucking. Before long, he took mastery of my psyche and started moving it back and Forth. His dick basically started using my oral cavity as a pussy. But then he started to get a little more repetitive. He pulled my head harder into his crotch, forcing his cock further and further into his sassing. He wasn't huge, but he was longer than average. I had never sucked a tool before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him ascertain me. A couple up deep knife thrust later, he rammed his wet shaft all the way into my sass and down my throat.

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

"Oh, God,"he started groaning, looking down in grasp 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 stabilize letting him manipulate everything. Then his pecker started to twinge. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not sure what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my school principal back and his spurting cock came out of my mouthpiece and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my case. My very number one facial nerve. I didn't think it was gross or nasty at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The feeling on his font was grand. I was a little shocked by the suddenness of it all, but it was outstanding.

He looked down at me and smiled. Some of the cum dripped off my expression and onto my blouse. I quickly excused myself and headed for the bathroom. I cleaned my face and tried to make clean 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 bathroom, I walked right by wrick, my other boss, who was making copies at the copy motorcar. He stopped me. On his face was a big grin.

The entire thing, of course had been planned by the two guy, but I was just too young and naive to enter that out until practically later.

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

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a smile."cum here."haystack pulled me over to the water outpouring and pushed the button. He cupped his deal and filled it with water system. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't stop him in sentence. The inhuman weewee made me gasp as he started pouring it from his handwriting down onto my breast. He got another smattering and did it again. The urine was freezing and he didn't closure until almost all of the front man of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became transparent with the water. My John Brown round areola were plainly seeable, even with the bra. wrick stepped back and admired the survey."That's not any well,"he said."Tell you what, give me your shirt."He held his script out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his helping hand out and waited."Come on, give 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 Book, he reached around me and unsnapped my bra."I'll take 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 picture of those. Come over here."He led me back to the transcript machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the machine and patting the chicken feed top. He took hold of me and guided me over and put my tits on the copier. He made respective copies, moving me around on the glass, before he was well-chosen with the dead reckoning."This is sodding,"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 room access and pulled me up to him. He kissed me hard on the mouth. His mitt wondered down my naked back and then around to my front man of my waistline. A minute later, my pants were down around my ankle joint and I was standing naked in his place. Without a Scripture, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a small moan when his cock pushed up into me. Grabbing custody of my rosehip he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took handle of my boob as they swung. Squeezing them voiceless, he made one hold out thrust forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their office and make love me in their place. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to work so they could"get a honest look"at me. I was banned from wearing bandeau to exercise ever. Even when we had guest in the place, they would make sure that my shirt was as open as possible without completely exposing my bureau."A little bit of nipple is fine,"Dave would tell apart me,"but not the solid thing."

I thought rick was kidding about posting the copy of my tits behind his desk, but I was wrong. He pinned the copy onto his corkboard and left it there as long as I worked there. Every node that went in there got a good smell 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 aim. I loved the fact that I could wear something that would draw them stare and lust for me. I also learned a lot about giving blowjob. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and spend clock time sucking on his spent peter, sucking his clump, or both until he was hard enough to bang again.

The two of them also taught me a great stack about different positions. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on merchant ship, all kinds of different room.

One of the most important things I learned during that time was that I could not say,"No,"to sex. During the day, they would do me any 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 work and be a good secretary, but many fourth dimension I couldn't finish things because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. Interesting fact is that when my futurity hubby yell and set up our 1st date, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the speech sound while I was bent over the desk. I had a hard time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a hard sentence following the conversation. I even had a powerful orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my future Husband and I dated, I still fucked my two gaffer.

Not long after I moved out, my Dad died in an stroke at work. Craig came back from college for the funeral. Afterwards, the three of us returned to the theater to figure out what to do. The firm was paid for and Dad's will left it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to give the house to Carl so he had some space to endure while he finished school. But we also decided that we would go through the star sign and divide up some of the property.

Going into different rooms of the sign of the zodiac, we started sorting material. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the stuff I wanted to preserve in a big money by the door. Carl was in the sustenance way. Craig had gone into Dad's way and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, get along here. search what I found."He came running out of Dad's chamber into the living room. He put a big box on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. I came into the room and looked in the box. Carl sat down future to his big brother.

Craig pulled a big photo album out of the box and opened it up. The very get-go picture, an 8X10 color glossy, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the sand at a beach. In the background there were respective 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 ticket ?"

She was beautiful. She was brusque and thin with yearn dark-brown hair and a beautiful face. Her most salient feature was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the Sir Frederick Handley Page. The inaugural half of the Scripture was full phase of the moon page pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual locating. My comrade were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing succeeding to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding tone. He moved over away from Carl and patted the cast seat 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 pageboy. The succeeding picture showed our mom on her bridge player and knees, completely au naturel except for some red high heel shoes. She was looking at the tv camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the camera an splendid eyeshot of her big hanging tits."She's a great deal better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

"Her titty are heavy too,"Carl added, stating the obvious.

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grin."Let's see."Craig grabbed the butt of my tee 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 firm, so I didn't have much choice. I just lifted my arms as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really commodity at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

"Yeah, they aren't as Nice,"Craig said, alternating his gaze between the picture and me,"or as big."

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

The future set of pictures progressed quickly from just mom naked into porno. The next exposure was of her, on a bed, with her legs cattle ranch and her digit on her clit. Her twat lips were swollen and red. They were parted open with a look as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big smile on his face. I knew what was next.

A minute of arc later, I was sitting naked between the two of them."Even her cunt is respectable than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his best to belittle and humiliate me and it was working."Spread the lips,"he told me. I reached down and pulled them apart."Yeah, nowhere close as nice."

His run-in were really hurting my feelings, but at the same meter I was getting aroused by his discussion of me. I didn't understand why him saying tight thing about made me so hot, but it did. At the Saame time, Carl was still groping my breast were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own kitty increased the stimulation. Craig turned the page in the exposure album. The following characterization made me thumb my clit even more.

The following group of image had mom on her back, legs spread, feet up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really matter to was that the pic were obviously taken by another person, not from a tripod or a stationary position. I'm sure my brothers noticed that too.

"What a good summercater,"Craig said with a grinning. He continued turning pages. After several to a greater extent on the two of them fucking missionary. The following set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reverse cowgirl. From the way her tits looked in the photo you could severalise 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 dick up mom's ass.

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an evil grin. He stood, dropped his trouser, and then sat back down. His cock was starchy 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 kitty-cat. I sat down on him.

"Oh, no, you don't,"he said, grabbing my hips and lifting me up. When I was up off him, he grabbed his cock and brought it back to the puckered stiff porta of my ass. Then he pushed up with his private parts and pulled me down at the same time.

I gasped and cried out in pain as his big hawkshaw forced its way up my tiny asshole."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my legs and saw that he was in all the way to the balls. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his cock and I knew he could experience it spasm around him.

"Oh, yeah,"he groaned. Between the turmoil and my tight clenching ass, the stimulation was too much for him. He shot his load right up into my ass. The swelling of his cock caused me even more pain as he spurt his T. H. White hot cum up into me. I cried out again in pain.

Craig didn't guardianship. He left his rooster inside me until it shrank back down and finally fell out. When that happened, he pushed me off of him and went into the lavatory to dampen off his soiled cock.

As soon as Craig left the way, Carl, who was naked by now, climbed on top of me. He pushed me back on the couch and shoved his knockout cock up my kitty-cat. He used my tits as grip 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 lay down 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 large beat metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple minutes later, he came back into the bread and butter room with the can and an old projector that my Dad had.

Craig set up the projector as Carl finished with me, dumping his load 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 following to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a movie started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red apparel and gamy dog. The tv camera zoomed into her smiling expression, scanned down her consistence 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 cinematographer, presumably our Dad, moved around to get a side shot of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his arms around her shank, she put her weapon system over his berm and they kissed.

The man wasted no time. His work force moved up her organic structure and he pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. He started to tear the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to push it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing nil but her pantie and high heels, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took hold of my headland. He pushed my face down to his putz. It still was not fully hard and smell out, but I took it in my handwriting and started stroking it."suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my mouth. I could still see the film while I sucked his cock.

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

Man, standing over her, dominating her, unzipped his trouser and dropped his pants. Out of his pants popped a huge cock. 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 stiff vertical view until it pointed straight as her face. The tv camera zoomed in as she took the giant cock into her back talk and started sucking. She took more and Sir Thomas More of it into her mouth until she had almost the total affair down her throat.

Craig apparently liked the idea because he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down onto his now rock hard cock. He didn't stop pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me back up up, I looked back over at the motion picture and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the lens of the eye 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 manpower and articulatio genus and the man mounted her from behind. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big vacillation tits. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my promontory down again and held me there. His rooster twitched in my throat. When he let me second up, I could tell the man fucking mom was close to cumming. He stopped banging her from hindquarters and turned her over. He moved up her body, straddling her body, and pushed his dick up between her big tits. Mom pushed them together for him. His rooster pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every time he pushed it up between her nipple and up to her mouth. 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 stopcock and all over her face. The man got up off the bed and the camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the movie went black.

After a minute of blank screen door, another movie started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two au naturel men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the other one. Couple minutes later, the two men changed placement. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her human knee and beat off on her face. The movie ended.

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

For the succeeding two solar day they kept me locked up in my way. 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 play on Mon morning that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to figure out, both Rick and Dave had their way with me as well. That even, after work, was my first date with my future tense husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the fifth man to use up me that day .