For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some screen background. I found my married woman when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her articulatio humeri. Her breasts are large, broad, and born with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by heavy round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful rotary around her protruding backbreaking tit. Her tight breadbasket is matte and her ass is strong and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her pussycat lips are equally amazing. They are hanker, but not too long, and distend and open like a heyday when she gets charge up.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, mean looking guy, but I always keep myself in thoroughly shape. My best attribute was my stopcock. I am over nine inches long and am very boneheaded, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like school principal. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes flabby. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes.

This story is reliable, written from Carole's view, with some alterations like names and particular date. Liberty was taken to meld some experiences so the history would not dredge on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered eminent shoal, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in height, with light brown hair, John Brown centre and meth. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup breasts and constringe boy-like hips.

It was about that time, however, that I started to modernize strange tactile sensation and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the clip, but didn't really recognize it for what it was. Whenever I was alone, I touched myself. Touching sure places made me frisson, so I touched those piazza a lot.

About two calendar month into my freshman year, I got the courage up to invite a boy over to my theater after school. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at study and both my brothers had sports after school. I thought the boy, who was a twelvemonth older, knew what he was doing, but he didn't.

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

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able-bodied to scratch my itch, but when we started to kiss and carry 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 elbow room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his bloomers 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 set me over his genu. His go out arm went across my lower spinal column and held me down. With his right, he pushed my pants down around my knees.

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

Out of breath, he said,"What have I told you about having male child over while I'm not home ? And what the hell are you doing ? You are way too Whitney Young to bug out this."I just wept softly in response.

It was then that I felt something strange. With his hand still on my naked ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His pass on arm came off my back and his hand came up under me, across my chest. His hand cupped my minuscule breast. I could find my nipple harden in his hand. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and Forth River slightly, letting my intemperately nipple rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now confused, I stood. My Dad's eyes moved up and down my eubstance, 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 more male child over. Got it ?"

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

The following day, Dad kept me home from school. He took me to see the doc, who was an old friend of his, that aurora. 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 possess an exam and tested to see if she caught anything,"Dad continued.

"Okay,"the physician said."Relax. It will be alright. Have a rear out in the waiting area and I'll claim 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 test mesa."I'll be properly back."

Slowly, tentatively, I took my clothes off. I found a hospital surgical gown on a chair, so I put that on and sat down on the board. The doc smiled when he came back in. He walked to the side of the exam tabular array and said,"You won't need this."He untied the cloth ties that secured my gown 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 hot seat where I found it.

For the future couple minutes, he took the normal aesculapian readings, like my temperature, my inwardness rate, and took some bloodline. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in movement of his glaring eyes. He stared at me for a couple minutes with a huge grin on his case."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's Doctor as well."He seemed to reminisce for a arcminute and then he picked up the stirrup iron and pushed them into the time slot on the examination table. He took grasp of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my defenseless trunk. He rubbed my hair with his hired hand and then moved it down my principal. It continued down onto my chest, his fingers lightly moving over one of my nipples, and then down onto my abdomen."So young,"he said, as his hired hand moved up the interior of my thigh.

He moved around between my legs and looked down at my vagina."William Tell me the the true,"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 finger up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very soaked. That's good."With his finger up inside me, this thumb danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost galvanizing, stupor that washed over my body. Both of my nipples instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The next respective minutes were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted official 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 stirrups away and then pushed a call clit. He spoke to his writing table over the intercom, telling her to institutionalise in my Dad.

Then the Doctor turned back to me and with a grinning on his face, he reached up and ran his hand over my right breast. My mammilla involuntarily hardened again."Nice,"he said."You have some growing to do, but you will be wonderful."He rolled my tit between his thumb and forefinger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the table. The Doctor addressed him."She is OK,"he started."I will induce the results of the profligate examination in a mate days. I also recommend you put her on the anovulant, just in display case. The nurse will give you a couple sample for while you get the preion filled. The oral contraceptive pill won't be effectual for about two calendar week, so look on her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the physician left and I got dressed. Dad took me home and made sure enough I took the first of the birth control contraceptive pill. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. Pretty sure he was right not to intrust me.

Two week later, to the day, late that night, I woke up feeling like someone 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 eyes were outdoors and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a couplet of shorts. As he stood in movement of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his shorts and then let them put down to the trading floor. It was the first base fourth dimension I ever saw a man completely raw. My eyes wondered down his consistence. He was still in pretty goodness shape. His blanket muscular shoulder joint looked potent and his stomach was still flat.

Even in the iniquity, I could make out his manhood. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked vast. Now I know he was a little liberal than average, but not much, but at the clip I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging pecker was a large droopy set of balls.

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down next to me. I was terrified, but didn't motion. On his side with his head supported by his go away hand, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the cover to uncover me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his right manus to untie the bow in the front of my pj's bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pajamas and my panty down. He stopped when they were both at my knees. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the hindquarters of my jammies top. He had that up around my neck a couple seconds later.

I was nervous, bewildered, and scared as his hand came down over my chest and rested on my right on breast. He squeezed small house bosom. My mammilla hardened in his hand. I had no controller over them. They just grew surd under his touch. I could see his smile widened as they did. His squeeze my pap lightly, twisting them between his thumb and index finger, just like the Doctor did.

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

His hand eventually left my boobs and moved down my torso. A back later I gasped in surprisal as he pushed his big middle finger's breadth inside my vagina. He pushed it in all the way and held it there. Then with his quarter round, he started rubbing my clit.

The feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in paradise at the like sentence. I had masturbated many times before, but when mortal else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making modest moaning disturbance. I looked up at him and he had a vast grin on his face as I started to cum. My intact body convulsed. I shook with a fantastical touch that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sensation. I didn't want the intense 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 find from the orgasm, as he finished pulling my pajama bottoms and scanty off. Then he climbed over me and pushed my legs apart.

He moved his body up between my scatter legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entree to my besotted vagina. Then, with a slow but unbendable push, he moved his cock up into me. The violation surprised me. It hurt, but at the same metre felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My body went mad. My kitty spasmed around his rooster, constricting and releasing in immediate succession. His eyes went wide of the mark as he felt my pussy tightly squeeze his tool. 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 force his stopcock back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling as he started to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an feel fair sex. He slammed hard into me with each deep thrust. Sometime in there I came again. As the marvelous rush of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body, my pussy gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to jazz me.

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

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

He returned the following Night, and the next, and the next, and continued almost every nighttime for the remainder of my time in high school.

By the time I entered my sophomore yr of high-pitched schooling, my boobs had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and methamphetamine hydrochloride and narrow boy-like hips.

I was a great deal more comfortable with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to find boy from school that would do me. The boys I found now were at least equal to, but they weren't all that effective. almost of them were very quick to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very lots 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 school early and came home. I was by myself because the boy I was going to cut schoolhouse with chickened out. When I got into the firm, I heard noise coming from my older brother's elbow room. I snuck up to the door and peeked in.

Craig, my older brother by one year, was the big macho football hero type. He was blonde, blue-eyed, marvellous and muscular. Needless 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 lady friend, a brunette with really big boobs, was on her hands and knee in the center of the bed. Craig was on his knees behind her, pounding into her grueling and fast from ass. He was slamming into her so intemperately that her butt rippled from the impact and her big titty bounced back and forth. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

The both of them came at the Saame time. Craig's school principal went back as he launched his cum into the fille. 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 brother broke free of her clasp and moved his boldness down to her thorax. For the adjacent several minutes, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his paw while sucking on the early one. The girl watched him, with a big grin on her cheek, 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 encounter with my petty bosom. I hadn't really realized that former berth were available. Looking back now, I realize how naïve and barren 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 side by side night, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business trip-up. Carl, my little buddy, got permission to go visit a friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

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

I got out of the shower and dried off. I tied the big towel around my eubstance and went out in the hall. There put up my big brother. I tried to walk passed him to get to my way, 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 joint."You like what you saw ?"

"Stop it,"I cried."Get out of the way."

But he didn't movement. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the niche of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to string up onto it, but he was too loyal and strong. He threw the towel to the mathematical group and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to struggle, but he took both my radiocarpal joint in his big hands and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

He stepped back slightly and looked down my bare dead body."You sure aren't much to await at, are you ?"He laughed a fiddling. Then he leaned his head down and bit my give nipple.

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the mansion house. He pushed me into his room and then down onto his bed. I tried to shinny, but he was way too unassailable. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my stomach and then pulled me up onto my custody and knees. I felt him fumble with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to secrete his peter. Then it happened. He rammed his hard peter into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His rooster was different from Dad's. It was a little longsighted and much fatter. He grabbed my articulatio coxae and started to bed me hard.

The position gave me a completely different sentiency. Almost every thrust caused his big hanging balls to slap against my clit and the angle of his cock felt completely different. But it felt wonderful. The nooky started to make me heave and wave of joy moved up my physical structure with each thrust.

Craig fucked me firmly and fast. When he started to get close to orgasm, he let go of my hips and on bridge player grabbed my shoulder while the other catch my hair and pulled my head back.

I was in a sexual delirium when he came. I couldn't ascendancy my trousering and moaning and my entire body shook uncontrollably in ecstasy, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot load into me, holding himself abstruse 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 sound off. 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 aspect went down to my mamilla and he took a nipple into his mouth. For the next several hour, he sucked and chewed on my hard 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 pegleg and went into my room.

It took me respective Thomas More sessions with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that position. The location drives me right to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would pick up that rubbing my button when I was in that lieu, or even right, getting the guy to rub it, was the just way I could cum.

The residual of my sophomore year I was regularly fucked by both Craig and my Dad. Neither one of them knew about the early. I was busy and glad with the arrangement.

By my Jnr year I had filled out a little. My boobs had grown to a respectable 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 torso, especially because boys were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent more fourth dimension playing with my breasts while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missionary, 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 fiddle with my clit while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me coming 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 promotion at workplace. The only bad voice was that he had to mould night chemise. What that meant for me was that Craig had all night with me and Dad would take me early in the daybreak when he came dwelling house. I didn't get often sleep.

Late in the year, Craig had a graduation company. 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 care what you want,"he told me."Get ready or I'll hurt you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a pair of dungaree 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 nipple pushed hard against the sweatshirt making them plainly obvious.

The party was mostly ridicule, with a few missy 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 just little girl at the political party with still a serious telephone number of guys.

Craig led me over to a group of guys that was sharing a articulation. Craig joined in."Can I ?"I asked, my wrangle a small slurred.

The man with the joint in his mouth looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my breast. I was drunk enough to do it. I took detention of the rear end seam of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my bosom. I held it there for a duo 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 piddling 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 mammilla in his hands 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 hired hand away quickly.

"I don't give a shit,"my sidekick responded with a gag."Have at it."

The guy took it to center. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my infantry, which made my headway tailspin. 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 crotch into my ass at the same time. When I could see more clearly, I saw that various of the other hombre were watching him fondle my still covered tits.

One of the other guy walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hands came up under my tits while the other guy's hands moved down to my position. The guy in battlefront of me started to fiddle with my nipple, lifting them and then letting go to watch them bounce. As he did it, my nipple got harder. Everyone noticed."You like that, don't you ?"the guy said.

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

Then the guy behind me took cargo deck of the bottom of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my arms, letting him leach me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the other guy wire and then leaned back in. He started kissing my cervix as his deal returned to my tits.

His kisses and footling bite sent tremble down my consistency as he squeezed my tits in his hands. In my daze I noticed that all the other guys were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my left tit just under the nipple and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my early tit. This guys was not so gentle. He opened his mouth broad and took as much of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the succeeding several minutes, guy took turns groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."okeh, time for me to take her plate,"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.

person had taken my perspirer and cut big jam in it. When Craig put it back on me, my tits popped right out of the yap. Everyone laughed at me. One guy started pushing one of my tits up, making it bounce.

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

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

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

Dad was at study but Carl, my small brother, was at base. The feeling on Carl's brass when we walked in was uproarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his human face. He was in shock absorber and couldn't guide his heart off me. I stumbled into the keep elbow room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the lav and returned with a glass of water supply and a small pill.

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

drunkard and stupid, I took the oral contraceptive. It wasn't fifteen minutes later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half hour, I was on my book binding on the lounge. I was even empty-headed than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't real. I could see, hear and feel everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to displace or speak. Even though I tried, my body was like jelly, without heftiness, and my speech was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the sofa. As a test, he pinched my mamilla and pulled on it hard. I mumbled some gabled words, not able to put lyric together in a time. He smiled and winked at me.

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

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

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

Gingerly, with Craig's continual reassurance, Carl put his hand on my naked tit. The touch made my nipple harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

This encouraged Carl, who then started to take hold of both of my tits. A couple seconds later, he had his helping hand's full of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lustfulness in his centre as he played with my tits, but I could do zilch to lay off him.

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

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

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

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

Carl dropped his pants in a heartbeat and was on the couch between my branch. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an intelligible mutter. I watched as he maneuvered himself into place so he could push his intemperately cock into my pussy. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him remove me. I couldn't move or respond at all, but being used like that made me throb all over. Being incapacitated and taken was beyond wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The feel on his face as he fucked me showed his love and lust. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my body was being used to make 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 minute before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all kinds of weird facial expressions as he shot is load into me. Then, panting heavily, he got off me.

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

Early the next first light, I was woken up by my Dad climbing on top of me. I was almost fully recovered by then and my Dad's rooster made me cum respective fourth dimension before he did.

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

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

Sex with Carl was a different report. 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 deal 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 sentiment of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in public, Carl would always try to blockade me by running his fingers over my nipples and making them stick out. They would become seeable even if I was wearing a loggerheaded 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 incessant, but I still had some clip to bring home some boy from school. Counting the school son, Dad and my slight buddy, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three clock time a day.

By the time I graduated, I had become a good looking young lady. My whisker had grown down to shoulder length. It was thick and dark brown. I wore middleman instead of glasses and my tits had grown to a very tidy 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my grades weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed home and kept star sign 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 repository job at a small construction office. I had two political boss, Dave and Rick and the three of us worked in a drone at the work site. It only took a couple of years before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the kickoff Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter at my desk. He put his hands 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 remain 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 hands moved down my bureau and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his hands. He started kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. A chill 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 bosom. Pushing his hands down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit flesh. My mammilla pushed out into his fingers. When he felt that, he got more belligerent. 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 chair. When I turned I came face to cheek with his putz. He put his hands behind my head and pulled my brass towards it. consider it or not, I had never really given a blowjob before. I mean I had played with them, kissed them, licked them a petty, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his putz in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my intimately, I took it in my mouth and started sucking. Before long, he took restraint of my head teacher and started moving it back and Forth. His putz basically started using my sassing as a pussy. But then he started to get a little more exigent. He pulled my headway harder into his genital organ, forcing his cock further and further into his mouth. He wasn't immense, but he was longer than average. I had never sucked a dick before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him control me. A duad deep stab later, he rammed his steady rooster all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I was surprised at how easily I took the full 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 nearly of it, but I knew I loved it.

"Oh, God,"he started groaning, looking down in taste 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 hold everything. Then his cock started to twitch. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not sure as shooting what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my fountainhead back and his spurting cock came out of my backtalk and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my human face. My very first facial. I didn't think it was rank or nasty at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The look on his facial expression was wonderful. I was a little shocked by the precipitateness of it all, but it was great.

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 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 kink, my former boss, who was making written matter at the copy machine. He stopped me. On his fount was a big grin.

The total thing, of path had been planned by the two bozo, but I was just too untried and naive to count on that out until a great deal later.

"What's that on your shirt ?"he asked, pointing at the cum situation."semen here,"Rick continued."Let me see."He ran his fingerbreadth over the grease, respective of which, coincidently, were on my boobs. His fingers stopped directly on top of my allow nipple."This looks like you have been a naughty girl,"he said, pushing his digit into my boob. My pap responded instantly to his touch.

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a grinning."Come here."Rick pulled me over to the weewee fountain and pushed the clit. He cupped his paw and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't stopover him in time. The cold piddle made me heave as he started pouring it from his bridge player down onto my chest. He got another fistful and did it again. The water supply was freezing and he didn't occlusive until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became crystalline with the water. My brown round areola were plainly visible, even with the bra. hayrick stepped back and admired the sight."That's not any good,"he said."Tell you what, give me your shirt."He held his manus out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his deal out and waited."semen on, sacrifice it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him fill it off me. Then, without another news, he reached around me and unsnapped my bra."I'll pick out this too,"he said, pulling it off of me.

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big firm naked white meat."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 written matter automobile."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the machine and patting the glassful top. He took handgrip of me and guided me over and put my tits on the copier. He made several copies, moving me around on the glass, before he was happy with the shot."This is sodding,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the level, and took me into his function. He closed the door and pulled me up to him. He kissed me backbreaking on the mouth. His hands wondered down my defenseless back and then around to my strawman of my waist. A minute later, my pants were down around my ankles and I was standing naked in his office staff. Without a word, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a small moan when his tool pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my hip joint he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my titty as they swung. Squeezing them hard, he made one last poke forward and came late inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their office and roll in the hay me in their office. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to work so they could"get a commodity face"at me. I was banned from wearing bra to work ever. Even when we had clients in the office, they would make sure that my shirt was as open as possible without completely exposing my breast."A fiddling bit of nipple is o.k.,"Dave would differentiate me,"but not the unit thing."

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

It was during this meter that I learned to really savor men looking at me as a sex aim. I loved the fact that I could fag out something that would make 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 drop time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his clod, or both until he was hard enough to love again.

The two of them also taught me a great muckle about different lieu. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on bottom, all kinds of different ways.

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

I did try my skillful to continue doing my workplace and be a good repository, but many sentence I couldn't end affair because I was giving blowjob or getting fucked. interesting fact is that when my futurity Husband call and set up our first day of the month, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a heavily time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a concentrated time following the conversation. I even had a powerful climax while I was talking to him. Even while my future Husband and I dated, I still fucked my two bosses.

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

loss into different way of the sign, we started sorting stuff. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the hooey I wanted to keep in a pile by the door. Carl was in the aliveness way. Craig had gone into Dad's way and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, add up here. bet what I found."He came running out of Dad's bedroom into the keep room. He put a big box on the coffee mesa and sat down on the couch. I came into the room and looked in the box. Carl sat down next to his big brother.

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

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

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

She was beautiful. She was short and melt off with hanker dark-brown fuzz and a beautiful brass. Her most prominent feature was her big business firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the Page. The first half of the book was full page motion picture of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in intimate military position. My chum were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing future to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding 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 page. The adjacent photo showed our mom on her hands and stifle, completely naked except for some red high heel shoes. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the tv camera an excellent view of her big wall hanging breast."She's much 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 strong, so I didn't have much pick. I just lifted my arms 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 picture and me,"or as big."

"They're still fun to represent with, though,"Carl said running his finger over my leave alone mamilla, which, of path, involuntarily swelled and hardened.

The side by side set of video progressed quickly from just mom naked into porn. The next photo was of her, on a bed, with her legs spread and her digit on her button. Her pussy rim were swollen and red. They were parted open with a look as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the exposure to me. I saw him get a big grin on his boldness. I knew what was next.

A minute of arc later, I was sitting naked between the two of them."Even her cunt is better than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his best to derogate 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 quarrel were really hurting my notion, but at the same time I was getting aroused by his treatment of me. I didn't understand why him saying mean things about made me so hot, but it did. At the same time, Carl was still groping my tits were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own pussy increased the stimulant. Craig turned the page in the photo album. The next picture made me feel my clitoris even more.

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

"What a serious sport,"Craig said with a grin. He continued turning varlet. After several More on the two of them fucking missionary. The next set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is countermand cowgirl. From the way her titmouse looked in the exposure you could tell that she was bouncing up and down on him.

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

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an evil grin. He stood, dropped his pant, and then sat back down. His pecker was potent 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 cunt. I sat down on him.

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

I gasped and cried out in pain as his big cock forced its way up my diminutive son of a bitch."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 feel it spasm around him.

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

Craig didn't charge. 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 soiled cock.

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

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

While Carl fucked me, I watched Craig as he started digging deeper in the box that had the pic album in it. He found a large cycle metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A duet bit 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 lightness. He made me sit up and then he sat down next to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a picture show started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red dress and high heels. The camera zoomed into her smiling font, 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 incline shot of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his arms around her waistline, she put her blazonry over his shoulder and they kissed.

The man wasted no prison term. His hands moved up her torso and he pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. He started to pull the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to labour it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing cipher but her panty and high heels, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took handle of my capitulum. He pushed my look down to his cock. It still was not fully firmly and sense, but I took it in my deal and started stroking it."Suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my sass. I could still watch the film while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suck in on my mom's titty as he pushed her panty to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright and, with his hands on her shoulder, pushed her down onto her knee joint. 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 Brobdingnagian hammer. 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 crocked good positioning until it pointed straight as her face. The camera zoomed in as she took the giant cock into her oral cavity and started sucking. She took more and Sir Thomas More of it into her mouth until she had almost the entire thing down her throat.

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

When Craig let me plump for up, I looked back over at the film and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the crystalline lens as the man started sucking her mammilla. She sat up and continued to ride him for several minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hired man and knees and the man mounted her from tush. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swinging mamilla. 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 rooster twitched in my pharynx. When he let me back up, I could secernate the man fucking mom was close to cumming. He stopped banging her from behind and turned her over. He moved up her body, straddling her torso, and pushed his cock up between her big bosom. Mom pushed them together for him. His prick pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every time he pushed it up between her tit and up to her mouth. It didn't take the man very long at all before he started to cum. The man used his deal to pump the cum out of his spurting dick and all over her brass. The man got up off the bed and the tv camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the pic went black.

After a hour of space silver screen, 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 early one. Couple bit later, the two men changed attitude. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her genu and beat off on her face. The movie ended.

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

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

When I got to shape, both Rick and Dave had their way with me as well. That eventide, after work, was my first appointment 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 take me that day .