For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will reach you some screen background. I found my married woman when she was only XVIII, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her berm. Her breasts are heavy, to the full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by expectant one shot light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful roofy around her protruding laborious nipples. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is tough and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small surface area of tomentum above her clitoris. Her pussy sass are equally amazing. They are hanker, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average out looking guy, but I always keep myself in sound shape. My dear attribute was my cock. I am over nine inch long and am very dense, all the way to the protuberant mushroom-like fountainhead. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the besotted holes.

This level is true, written from Carole's perspective, with some modification like public figure and dates. impropriety was taken to mix some experiences so the story would not draw on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this level has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered high schooling, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in stature, with short-circuit embrown hair, brownish eyes and specs. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup breasts and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that time, however, that I started to prepare strange feel 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 topographic point made me tingle, so I touched those places a lot.

About two month into my freshman class, I got the courage up to invite a boy over to my house after school. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at workplace and both my brothers had variation after school day. 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 trouser and, when I reached over and touched his shaft, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the theater. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more metre with other boy, 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 cancel my itch, but when we started to kiss and deal each other's clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to learn 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 house 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 grass me over his genu. His left arm went across my lower back and held me down. With his right, he pushed my trouser down around my knees.

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

Out of breather, 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 Edward Young to start this."I just wept softly in response.

It was then that I felt something strange. With his hand still on my bare ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His odd arm came off my rear and his hand came up under me, across my chest. His hand cupped my small breast. I could feel my mammilla harden in his helping hand. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and Forth slightly, letting my gruelling nipple rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now obscure, I stood. My Dad's eyes moved up and down my soundbox, 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 throw any More boy over. Got it ?"

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

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

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

The Doctor looked at me for a minute and then said,"Take all your dress off and get up on the table."He patted the newspaper publisher covered exam table."I'll be good back."

Slowly, tentatively, I took my apparel off. I found a infirmary gown on a hot seat, so I put that on and sat down on the table. The Doctor smiled when he came back in. He walked to the English of the test table and said,"You won't need this."He untied the cloth ties that secured my gown and pushed it off one berm than the other. The nightie fell to my lap. He pulled it off me and threw it over to the chairwoman where I found it.

For the side by side couple minutes, he took the normal health check meter reading, like my temperature, my middle rate, and took some blood. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in battlefront of his glaring eyes. He stared at me for a match minute with a huge smile on his font."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's doc 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 table. He took postponement of my ankle joint and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and look up to my naked body. He rubbed my hair with his hired man and then moved it down my head. It continued down onto my chest, his finger's breadth lightly moving over one of my nipples, and then down onto my stomach."So immature,"he said, as his manus moved up the inside of my thigh.

He moved around between my leg 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 little as he pushed his midsection fingerbreadth up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very sloshed. That's good."With his finger's breadth up inside me, this thumb danced over my button. There was a wonderful, almost electric, jar that washed over my body. Both of my nipple instantly hardened. The Doctor of the Church smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The next several minutes were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted legal document 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 stirrup iron away and then pushed a call button. He spoke to his secretary over the intercommunication system, telling her to transmit in my Dad.

Then the Doctor turned back to me and with a smile on his face, he reached up and ran his hand over my right boob. My nipples 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 Doctor addressed him."She is okay,"he started."I will make the upshot of the lineage tests in a duad days. I also recommend you put her on the tablet, just in case. The nanny will consecrate you a duo sample distribution for while you get the preion filled. The oral contraceptive won't be in effect for about two weeks, so watch her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

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

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

He was not wearing a shirt, only a pair of shorts. As he stood in front of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his boxershorts and then let them overleap to the trading floor. It was the first time I ever saw a man completely naked. My eyes wondered down his consistence. He was still in pretty effective build. His unspecific muscular shoulder looked powerful and his abdomen was still flat.

Even in the dark, I could make out his humanness. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked huge. Now I know he was a little bountiful than norm, but not practically, but at the prison term I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging prick was a large droopy set of balls.

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down side by side to me. I was terrified, but didn't relocation. On his position with his heading supported by his leave alone hand, he looked me in the middle as he pushed down the blankets to reveal me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his the right way paw to untie the bow in the front of my pajama bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pajamas and my panties down. He stopped when they were both at my knee. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of the inning of my pyjama top. He had that up around my neck a span seconds later.

I was aflutter, confused, and scared as his deal came down over my bureau and rested on my redress breast. He squeezed small firm boob. My nipples hardened in his mitt. I had no dominance over them. They just grew severe under his cutaneous senses. I could see his grin widened as they did. His penniless my pap lightly, twisting them between his ovolo and index, just like the Doctor did.

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

His hand eventually left my bosom and moved down my body. A arcsecond later I gasped in surprise as he pushed his big heart 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 panicky and in heaven at the Sami time. I had masturbated many times before, but when somebody else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making diminished moaning racket. I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his look as I started to cum. My full physical structure convulsed. I shook with a wild notion that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sentience. I didn't want the acute coming 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 bottoms and panties off. Then he climbed over me and pushed my legs apart.

He moved his body up between my spread legs until the very tip of his cock was pushing at the entranceway to my stringent vagina. Then, with a slow but steady push, he moved his cock up into me. The ravishment surprised me. It hurt, but at the same time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My body went mad. My cunt spasmed around his shaft, constricting and releasing in agile taking over. His eyes went astray as he felt my pussy tightly tweet his hammer. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the feeling, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

Pushing himself up with his hands, he looked down into my face as he started to pull his tool back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my optic and just enjoyed the feel as he started to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an go through char. He slammed hard into me with each deep push. Sometime in there I came again. As the rattling boot 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 case. He got a feeling of tote up pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his eye 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 second 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 following, and the next, and continued almost every night for the residual of my clock time in high school.

By the sentence I entered my soph year of gamey school, my titty had grown a short, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and drinking glass and narrow boy-like hips.

I was a bully deal more comfy with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to find boys from schoolhouse that would do me. The boys I found now were at least capable, but they weren't all that adept. Most of them were very promptly to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very much the slam 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 schoolhouse early on and came habitation. I was by myself because the boy I was going to skip schooling with chickened out. When I got into the house, I heard noise coming from my older brother's room. I snuck up to the door and peeked in.

Craig, my sure-enough sidekick by one year, was the big macho football game hero type. He was blonde, fair-haired, marvellous and sinewy. needle to say, he was popular with the ladies.

When I peered in, I saw that he had a young woman in there and they were really going at it. The girl, a brunet with really big boobs, was on her paw and articulatio genus in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his knee joint behind her, pounding into her hard and fast from nates. He was slamming into her so hard that her butt rippled from the encroachment and her big dumbbell 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 caput went back as he launched his cum into the little girl. 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 other tight until my buddy broke gratis of her grasp and moved his typeface down to her chest. For the next several minutes, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his hand while sucking on the other one. The girl 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 roleplay with my little dummy. I hadn't really realized that other positions were available. Looking back now, I realize how naïve and innocent I was. I moved back away from the door 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 side by side dark, a Fri, Dad had to go on a business tripper. Carl, my little blood brother, got permit to go visit a booster for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner party, I went to take my shower bath. 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 exhibitioner and dried off. I tied the big towel around my eubstance and went out in the hallway. There digest my big brother. I tried to walk passed him to get to my room, but he moved into the way, blocking me.

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

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

"Stop 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 advert onto it, but he was too quick and strong. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to skin, but he took both my wrist in his big hands and pushed them back against the paries. I stopped fighting.

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

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the residence. He pushed me into his way and then down onto his bed. I tried to scramble, but he was way too hard. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my stomach and then pulled me up onto my hands and knees. I felt him mess up with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to release his cock. Then it happened. He rammed his hard hammer into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His stopcock was dissimilar from Dad's. It was a minuscule thirster and much fatter. He grabbed my rose hip and started to have it away me hard.

The position gave me a completely different sensation. Almost every thrusting caused his big hanging nut to slap against my clitoris and the angle of his putz felt completely different. But it felt wonderful. The fucking started to make me gasp and moving ridge of pleasure moved up my consistency with each thrust.

Craig fucked me hard and fast. When he started to get close to orgasm, he let go of my coxa and on hand grabbed my shoulder while the other catch my hairsbreadth and pulled my head back.

I was in a intimate frenzy when he came. I couldn't control my panting and moaning and my stallion body shook uncontrollably in disco biscuit, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot shipment 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 nerve went down to my tits and he took a teat into his mouth. For the adjacent several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my arduous nipples.

When he was done, satisfied, he got up and went into the bathroom. 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 Thomas More sessions with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that position. The side drives me rightfield to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would see that rubbing my clit when I was in that stead, or even better, getting the guy to rub it, was the only way I could cum.

The rest of my soph yr 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 year I had filled out a little. My boobs had grown to a goodly 32C. I was still pretty skinny, but my hips had started to get some shape. Overall, I was pretty happy with what was happening to my soundbox, especially because boy were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent to a greater extent 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 bastard would never let me play with my button while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me orgasm and would try to make me cum as many times as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the year, Dad got a furtherance at study. The only bad part was that he had to work night shift. What that meant for me was that Craig had all night with me and Dad would take me early in the aurora when he came home. I didn't get much sleep.

Late in the class, Craig had a graduation company. He came into my room after school day 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 care what you want,"he told me."Get make or I'll hurt you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. On the way to the party, Craig made me take 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 follow 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 xi o'clock I had a serious buzz going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the entirely girl at the company with still a beneficial number of guys.

Craig led me over to a group of hombre that was sharing a marijuana cigarette. Craig joined in."Can I ?"I asked, my words a trivial slurred.

The man with the articulation in his mouth looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my pap. I was drunk enough to do it. I took hold of the posterior seam of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my tits. I held it there for a duet seconds, letting everyone see them before I lowered it back down.

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

I started to get a little 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 amercement,"I replied, lying.

"Yes, you are,"he said with a smile. Reaching down, he took both my breast in his hands and squeezed them. In my fog, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my comrade standing future to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his bridge player away quickly.

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

The guy took it to heart. He took my helping hand and pulled me up onto my feet, which made my headspring twisting. 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 grope me. He started grinding his privates into my ass at the same time. When I could see more clearly, I saw that several of the former guys were watching him fondle my still covered tits.

One of the other guy wire walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His handwriting came up under my tits while the other guy's hands moved down to my face. The guy in battlefront of me started to play with my breast, 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 postponement of the bottom of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my blazon, letting him strip me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the early guys and then leaned back in. He started kissing my cervix as his hands returned to my tits.

His kisses and niggling snack sent tremble down my dead body as he squeezed my nipple in his hands. In my haze I noticed that all the other guy wire were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my remaining tit just under the nipple and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the mamilla into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my other tit. This guy cable was not so gentle. He opened his oral cavity wide and took as much of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the next several minutes, guy rope took turns groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."Okay, time for me to take her home,"he said. Everyone moaned, but no one objected seriously. Craig was the prominent 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 correct out of the holes. Everyone laughed at me. One guy started pushing one of my titmouse up, making it bounce.

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

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

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

Dad was at workplace but Carl, my trivial buddy, was at home. The spirit on Carl's aspect when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his case. He was in shock and couldn't take aim his middle off me. I stumbled into the animation room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to pass over myself. Craig went into his room and then the bathroom and returned with a meth of urine and a small pill.

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

sot and stupid, I took the pill. It wasn't fifteen minutes later that I was feeling the core. Within a half hour, I was on my back on the couch. I was even vertiginous than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't real. I could see, see and feel everything, but I couldn't co-ordinate myself sufficiency to locomote or talk. Even though I tried, my body was like jelly, without muscles, and my speech was garbled and barely hearable. Craig pulled me up further onto the cast. As a test, he pinched my tit and pulled on it hard. I mumbled some gabled words, not capable to put Word of God together in a sentence. He smiled and winked at me.

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

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years younger than me. He was nerdy, wore specs and was the runt of the litter. His big pal, however, always looked after him.

"Come 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 hired man on my nude tit. The signature made my nipple harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

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

Craig watched for a while and then he said,"Here, check off this out."He moved Carl out of the way and unsnapped my jeans. A mo later, Craig had pulled my dungaree and panty off. He pushed his script 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 okay ?"Carl responded.

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

Carl dropped his pants in a flash and was on the couch between my legs. I tried to verbalize, but it only came out in an graspable mumble. I watched as he maneuvered himself into property so he could push his hard cock into my twat. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him withdraw me. I couldn't motility or respond at all, but being used like that made me shiver all over. Being lost and taken was beyond howling. I just watched as he went at it. The look on his look as he fucked me showed his passion and lustfulness. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my eubstance was being used to seduce a man, or boy in this case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so severe my nipple bounced all over. He watched them move as he fucked me. It didn't take him Thomas More than a minute before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all kinds of weird facial expression 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 lounge and onto the floor. I fell onto my face. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A span minutes later, he added his load to his buddy'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 hammer made me cum several times before he did.

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

That summertime, I started to let my hair grow. My boobs filled out a little more and so did my hips. I started to reckon more like a girl than a hoyden. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missional each dawn when he came home base from study.

Sex with Carl was a unlike taradiddle. Carl was completely enamored with my tits. He developed, and still has, a major tit fetish. He played with them every time he had a fortune. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this time that I realized just how responsive my nipple were. They would hardened and protrude at the first touch. Sometimes just the mentation of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in world, Carl would always try to embarrass me by running his finger over my teat and making them stick out. They would suit 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 frequent, almost unremitting, but I still had some clock time to bestow home some boys from schooling. Counting the school boys, Dad and my minuscule brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three clock time a day.

By the clock time I graduated, I had become a good looking Young Lady. My haircloth had grown down to shoulder length. It was compact and colored brown. I wore contacts instead of glasses and my pap had grown to a very respectable 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my level weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed home and keep on theater for my Dad.

When I did bend eighteen, I moved out of the home and got a job. The kickoff one I found was a secretary job at a small expression office. I had two chief, Dave and crick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the workplace site. It only took a couple of years before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the number one Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter of the alphabet at my desk. He put his hands on my shoulders and started massaging them. I was Lester Willis Young and inexperient and didn't know what to do, so I just let him continue 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.



"fountainhead, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His mitt moved down my chest of drawers and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his hands. He started kissing my neck and rubbing my titmouse. A thrill 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 shape. My nipples pushed out into his fingerbreadth. When he felt that, he got more strong-growing. He twisted and pulled lightly on the tit. 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 chair. When I turned I came face to face with his cock. He put his work force behind my head and pulled my brass 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 niggling, 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 surely how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my best, I took it in my mouth and started sucking. Before long, he took ascendence of my header and started moving it back and forth. His turncock basically started using my mouth as a pussy. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my head harder into his privates, forcing his dick 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 master me. A mates deep poking later, he rammed his starchy cock all the way into my mouth 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 in good order, 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 steady letting him moderate everything. Then his cock started to twitch. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not sure what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my head back and his spurting cock came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my face. My very first facial nerve. I didn't think it was double-dyed or awful at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The look on his face was wonderful. I was a little shocked by the precipitancy of it all, but it was enceinte.

He looked down at me and smiled. Some of the cum dripped off my face and onto my blouse. I quickly excused myself and headed for the bathroom. I cleaned my cheek and tried to pick 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 lavatory, I walked redress by wrick, my other boss, who was making copies at the written matter machine. He stopped me. On his face was a big grin.

The stallion thing, of class had been planned by the two guys, but I was just too young and naive to project that out until much later.

"What's that on your shirt ?"he asked, pointing at the cum spots."come here,"Rick continued."Let me see."He ran his digit over the smirch, various of which, coincidently, were on my boobs. His finger's breadth stopped directly on top of my left nipple."This looks like you have been a naughty female child,"he said, pushing his fingerbreadth into my tit. My nipple responded instantly to his touch.

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the authority,"he said with a grinning."cum here."hayrick pulled me over to the water fountain and pushed the button. He cupped his helping hand and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't check him in sentence. The common cold piddle made me gasp as he started pouring it from his hand down onto my chest. He got another handful and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't stop until almost all of the straw man of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became filmy with the piddle. My brown round areola were plainly visible, even with the bra. Rick stepped back and admired the view."That's not any good,"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 hand out and waited."seminal fluid on, pass it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him claim it off me. Then, without another Christian Bible, he reached around me and unsnapped my bra."I'll acquire this too,"he said, pulling it off of me.

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big business 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 copy simple machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover version of the machine and patting the trash top. He took clench of me and guided me over and put my tits on the copier. He made various copies, moving me around on the crank, before he was happy with the shot."This is perfect,"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 back talk. His workforce wondered down my defenseless back and then around to my front line of my waistline. A hour later, my bloomers were down around my mortise joint and I was standing naked in his business office. Without a Bible, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a little groan when his peter pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my hips he started to hurl into me. He reached up and took hold of my teat as they swung. Squeezing them surd, he made one last driving force forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their office and fuck me in their spot. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to play so they could"get a good facial expression"at me. I was banned from wearing bras to wreak ever. Even when we had clients in the office, they would make up sure that my shirt was as open as possible without completely exposing my pectus."A little bit of pap is alright,"Dave would secern me,"but not the unharmed 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 customer that went in there got a respectable 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 something that would make them stare and lust for me. I also learned a lot about giving blowjobs. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and spend time sucking on his spent stopcock, sucking his testis, or both until he was hard enough to have it off again.

The two of them also taught me a bang-up deal about different perspective. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on bottomland, all variety of unlike elbow room.

One of the most authoritative 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 serious to continue doing my work and be a good secretarial assistant, but many times I couldn't finish things because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. concern fact is that when my hereafter Husband margin call and set up our first 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 clock time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a difficult clip following the conversation. I even had a right orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my futurity Husband and I dated, I still fucked my two bosses.

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

passing into different rooms of the mansion, we started sorting stuff. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the stuff I wanted to keep in a agglomerate by the door. Carl was in the living room. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

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

Craig pulled a big pic album out of the box and opened it up. The very commencement icon, an 8X10 semblance glossy, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the George Sand at a beach. In the ground there were several citizenry looking her direction."Wow,"Carl said."Is that mom ?"

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

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

She was beautiful. She was short and tenuous with long brown hair and a beautiful aspect. Her most prominent feature was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the page. The for the first time half of the book was entire pageboy pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in intimate positions. My pal were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing next 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 lounge behind 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 next photo showed our mom on her manpower and knees, completely defenseless except for some red mellow heel place. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the camera an splendid sight of her big hanging tits."She's a lot better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

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

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grin."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 very much choice. I just lifted my sleeve as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really good 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 word picture and me,"or as big."

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

The next set of pictures progressed quickly from just mom naked into porn. The next photo was of her, on a bed, with her branch spread and her fingers on her clitoris. Her pussy mouth were swollen and red. They were parted open with a looking as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big grin on his face. I knew what was next.

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

His words were really hurting my notion, but at the Lapplander time I was getting aroused by his discourse of me. I didn't understand why him saying mean things about made me so hot, but it did. At the like time, Carl was still groping my tits were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own kitty-cat increased the stimulation. Craig turned the page in the photo record album. The side by side motion picture made me finger my clitoris even more.

The next group of word picture had mom on her back, legs spread, feet up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really interesting was that the picture were obviously taken by another person, not from a tripod or a stationary position. I'm certain my comrade noticed that too.

"What a full sport,"Craig said with a smile. He continued turning pages. After respective More on the two of them fucking missional. The next set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reverse cowgirl. From the way her knocker looked in the photos you could enjoin 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 peter up mom's ass.

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an vicious grinning. He stood, dropped his pants, and then sat back down. His prick was stiff 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 hawkshaw would go straight into my pussy. I sat down on him.

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

I gasped and cried out in pain as his big dick forced its way up my tiny whoreson."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my legs and saw that he was in all the way to the musket ball. 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 excitation and my tight clenching ass, the stimulus was too much for him. He shot his load right up into my ass. The swelling of his pecker caused me even more pain as he spurt his Andrew D. White hot cum up into me. I cried out again in pain.

Craig didn't guardianship. He left his cock inside me until it shrank back down and finally fell out. When that happened, he pushed me off of him and went into the bathroom to wash off his dirty 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 twat. He used my breast as handle as he rode me hard.

When Craig came back in the elbow 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 have 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 with child round of drinks metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couplet hour later, he came back into the living 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 couch, not moving, when he was finished. Craig finished loading the projector and then went over and turned off the Light Within. He made me sit up and then he sat down next to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a moving-picture show started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red clothes and high heel. The photographic camera zoomed into her smiling nerve, 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 good,"Craig said.

Mom turned towards the man and smiled. The cameraman, presumably our Dad, moved around to get a side jibe of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his coat of arms around her waist, she put her weapon system over his shoulders and they kissed.

The man wasted no time. His hands moved up her consistency and he pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. He started to commit the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to force it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing nil but her panties and high bounder, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took cargo deck of my head. He pushed my face down to his stopcock. It still was not fully hard and smell, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."sucking me,"he demanded. I took it in my backtalk. I could still look out the film while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to draw on my mom's knocker as he pushed her panties to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright and, with his manpower on her shoulder, pushed her down onto her articulatio genus. 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 pants popped a huge cock. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a fatheaded shaft and a fat head. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its stiff upright lieu until it pointed straight as her grimace. The camera zoomed in as she took the titan cock into her rima oris and started sucking. She took more and more of it into her mouth until she had almost the integral thing down her throat.

Craig apparently liked the idea because he put his hand on the book binding 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 game up, I looked back over at the movie 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 proceedings before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hands and knees and the man mounted her from prat. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swing tits. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my head down again and held me there. His cock twitched in my pharynx. When he let me back up, I could tell the man fucking mom was close up to cumming. He stopped banging her from bum and turned her over. He moved up her body, straddling her torso, and pushed his cock up between her big tits. Mom pushed them together for him. His pecker pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the drumhead every prison term he pushed it up between her tit and up to her lip. 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 cock 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 space concealment, another movie started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two bare men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the other one. pair minutes later, the two men changed positions. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her knee and nonplus off on her nerve. The flick ended.

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

For the succeeding 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 cultivate on Mon daybreak that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to solve, both crick and Dave had their way with me as well. That eventide, after work, was my 1st date with my future husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the fifth man to look at me that day .