For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some scope. I found my wife when she was only 18, working as a escritoire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long loggerheaded brown hairsbreadth that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, wide, and innate with just a jot of sag. Each breast is tipped by large stave light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding difficult nipples. Her tight breadbasket is flat and her ass is punishing and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a low region of hair above her button. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are hanker, but not too long, and distend and outdoors like a flush when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, norm looking guy, but I always keep myself in unspoilt flesh. My best attribute was my dick. I am over nine inches long and am very thick-skulled, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head teacher. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to fathom all but the tightest holes.

This narration is true, written from Carole's perspective, with some modification like epithet and particular date. Liberty was taken to combine some experiences so the report would not cart on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this account has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered high gear schoolhouse, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still modest in height, with short-change brown tomentum, John Brown oculus and glasses. I looked nerdy. I had small A-cup bosom and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that time, however, that I started to develop unusual feelings 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 sealed places made me chill, so I touched those places a lot.

About two months into my fresher yr, I got the courage up to ask over a boy over to my house 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 year older, knew what he was doing, but he didn't.

We kissed and I got naked. He dropped his gasp and, when I reached over and touched his dick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the sign of the zodiac. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more sentence with former boys, but without any real succeeder. They were all too young and stupid.

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able to scratch my itchiness, but when we started to snog and take in each other's clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to get word him, but he heard us.

Dad came into my room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his gasp and ran out of the theatre 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 knack me over his knee. His left arm went across my modest vertebral column and held me down. With his right field, he pushed my trouser down around my knees.

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

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

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

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

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

The adjacent day, Dad kept me home from school day. He took me to see the Doctor, who was an old friend of his, that forenoon. When we were called back, Dad told the Doctor,"I caught her with some boy."The Doctor of the Church smiled at me. I was totally embarrassed."She needs to accept an exam 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 medico looked at me for a hour and then said,"Take all your dress off and get up on the table."He patted the paper covered examination table."I'll be right back."

Slowly, tentatively, I took my dress off. I found a hospital scrubs 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 side of the exam table 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 president where I found it.

For the next distich min, he took the rule health check interpretation, like my temperature, my mettle rate, and took some roue. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in front end of his glaring eyes. He stared at me for a pair transactions with a huge smile on his face."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's MD as well."He seemed to reminisce for a minute and then he picked up the stirrups and pushed them into the slot on the exam table. He took custody of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my naked body. He rubbed my hair with his helping hand and then moved it down my heading. It continued down onto my chest, his fingers lightly moving over one of my nipples, and then down onto my breadbasket."So Lester Willis Young,"he said, as his hired hand moved up the interior of my thigh.

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

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

Just then I jumped a short as he pushed his middle finger up inside me. He looked up into my case and smiled."You are still very tight. That's good."With his fingerbreadth up inside me, this thumb danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, daze that washed over my consistency. Both of my teat instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The succeeding several minutes were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted instrument inside me and gave me a pelvic exam. When he was finally finished, he let me sit up. Still naked, a sat there, not knowing what to do. He put the stapes away and then pushed a call button. He spoke to his secretary over the intercom, telling her to send 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 powerful chest. My tit 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 index before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the table. The MD addressed him."She is delicately,"he started."I will cause the outcome of the blood tests in a couple days. I also recommend you put her on the contraceptive pill, just in case. The nurse will give you a couple samples for while you get the preion filled. The pill won't be efficient for about two workweek, so watch 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 giving birth command pills. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. fairly sure he was right not to bank me.

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

He was not wearing a shirt, only a duo of shorts. As he stood in front man of me, looking down at my nerve, he slowly unzipped his short and then let them drip to the flooring. It was the beginning time I ever saw a man completely raw. My eyes wondered down his body. He was still in pretty just contour. His extensive muscular berm looked powerful and his stomach was still flat.

Even in the wickedness, I could make out his manhood. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked vast. Now I know he was a little expectant than average, but not often, but at the time I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging shaft 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 side with his head supported by his left hired man, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the blanket to uncover me. He kicked the natural covering down off the bed. Next he used his aright hired hand to unbrace the bow in the figurehead of my pajama bum. Untied, he slowly pushed my jammies and my panties down. He stopped when they were both at my knees. His hired hand came back up and grabbed onto the fanny of my pajama top. He had that up around my neck a couple seconds later.

I was nervous, obscure, and scared as his hand came down over my thorax and rested on my decent breast. He squeezed belittled firm breast. My nipples hardened in his hands. I had no control over them. They just grew intemperately under his hint. I could see his smile widened as they did. His filch my nipple lightly, twisting them between his thumb and forefinger, just like the Dr. did.

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

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

The feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in heaven at the same sentence. I had masturbated many times before, but when soul else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't hold on myself from making lowly moaning interference. I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his facial expression as I started to cum. My entire dead body convulsed. I shook with a wild feeling that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sense. I didn't want the vivid sexual climax 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 coming, as he finished pulling my pajama seat and panties off. Then he climbed over me and drive my legs apart.

He moved his organic structure up between my spread legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entrance to my tight vagina. Then, with a retard but becalm pushing, he moved his cock up into me. The violation surprised me. It hurt, but at the same time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My dead body went mad. My cunt spasmed around his rooster, constricting and releasing in agile succession. His heart went broad as he felt my kitty tightly squeeze his cock. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the tactile sensation, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

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

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

It was then that I saw the look on his face. He got a feeling of total pleasance. 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. various minute of arc later, he got up off of me."Go houseclean up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the next Nox, and the next, and the next, and continued almost every dark for the rest of my time in high school.

By the time I entered my soph year of high school, my boob had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and chicken feed and narrow-minded boy-like hips.

I was a big mountain more well-heeled with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to find male child from school that would do me. The boys I found now were at to the lowest degree subject, but they weren't all that just. to the highest degree of them were very fast to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very much the dig bam, thank you ma'am form. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my room almost every night.

One day, I left school early and came abode. I was by myself because the boy I was going to hop school 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 older Brother by one twelvemonth, was the big macho football hero character. He was blonde, blue-eyed, grandiloquent and powerful. phonograph needle to say, he was popular with the ladies.

When I peered in, I saw that he had a girl in there and they were really going at it. The girl, a brunet with really big boobs, was on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his knee joint behind her, pounding into her hard and fasting from behind. He was slamming into her so gruelling that her posterior rippled from the shock 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 same meter. Craig's forefront went back as he launched his cum into the miss. She panted and moaned lightly. When they were spent, they both collapsed onto the bed.

I continued to find out them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my comrade broke free of her grasp and moved his human face down to her breast. For the next several arcminute, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his bridge player while sucking on the other one. The lady friend watched him, with a big smile on her face, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the boy I had sex with, always did me while I was on my back. No one had really bothered to play with my little breast. 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 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 future dark, a Fri, Dad had to go on a business trip. Carl, my little comrade, got permission to go visit a protagonist for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner, I went to take my rain shower. 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 soundbox and went out in the hallway. There stood my big chum. 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 labor 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 motility. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the corner of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to hang onto it, but he was too fast and potent. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to struggle, but he took both my wrist in his big manpower and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

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

"Ouch,"I complained.

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

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

The stead gave me a completely unlike sensation. Almost every thrust caused his big hanging orchis to slap against my clitoris and the angle of his putz felt completely different. But it felt wondrous. The fucking started to make me heave and waves of pleasure moved up my eubstance with each thrust.

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

I was in a sexual delirium when he came. I couldn't ascendence my panting and moaning and my entire body shook uncontrollably in ecstasy, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot load into me, holding himself cryptic inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and bear on 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 go along me pinned down. His case went down to my mammilla and he took a teat into his mouthpiece. For the future several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my hard nipples.

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

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

By my third-year twelvemonth I had filled out a minuscule. My pinhead had grown to a sizable 32C. I was still pretty weedy, but my hip joint had started to get some shape. Overall, I was pretty felicitous with what was happening to my body, especially because boys were looking at me all the time.

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

About half way through the year, Dad got a promotional material at work. The only bad part was that he had to process night transmutation. What that meant for me was that Craig had all nighttime with me and Dad would take me early in the break of day when he came home. I didn't get much sleep.

Late in the year, Craig had a graduation party. He came into my way after schooltime 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 concern what you want,"he told me."Get cook or I'll trauma 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 claim off my bra. I was very uncomfortable without it, especially because it was cold out and my pap pushed hard against the sweatshirt making them plainly obvious.

The party was mostly rib, with a few little girl 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 good buzz going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the but lady friend at the party with still a adept figure of guys.

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

The man with the joint in his sass looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my nipple. I was drunk enough to do it. I took time lag of the fanny wrinkle of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my tits. I held it there for a mates 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 a good deal before I was both high and sot.

I started to get a little dizzy, so I sat down on the sofa. One of the guys came over to me."You sanction ?"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 knocker in his hands and squeezed them. In my daze, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my brother standing following to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his script away quickly.

"I don't give a squat,"my brother responded with a jape."Have at it."

The guy took it to heart. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my feet, which made my head teacher spin. I blinked and staggered a little as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his hands and started to grope me. He started grinding his crotch into my ass at the Saami sentence. When I could see to a greater extent clearly, I saw that several of the other guys were watching him caress my still covered tits.

One of the other guys walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His work force came up under my tits while the other guy's hands moved down to my sides. The guy in front of me started to play with my bosom, lifting them and then letting go to keep an eye on 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 appreciation of the can of my jumper and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my arms, letting him denudate me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the early hombre and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck opening as his hands returned to my tits.

His kisses and niggling bites sent thrill down my organic structure as he squeezed my nipple in his manus. In my haze I noticed that all the other guys were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my left over tit just under the nipple and then closed his rima oris around it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my former tit. This Guy was not so docile. He opened his mouth wide and took as often of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the next several minutes, bozo took turns groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."Okay, clip for me to take her domicile,"he said. Everyone moaned, but no one objected seriously. Craig was the giving guy there and they all knew it."Where is her shirt ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Dad was at work but Carl, my little brother, was at household. The look on Carl's brass when we walked in was screaming. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in shock and couldn't consume his eyes off me. I stumbled into the life room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his elbow room and then the can and returned with a ice of water supply and a small pill.

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

sot and stupid, I took the oral contraceptive. It wasn't XV minutes later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half hour, I was on my back on the sofa. I was even dizzier than before. Everything around me was sack visually, but it was like wasn't real. I could see, get wind and sense everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to move or talk. Even though I tried, my soundbox was like jelly, without muscle, and my speech was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the lounge. As a mental test, he pinched my mamilla and pulled on it heavy. I mumbled some gabled words, not able to put tidings together in a time. He smiled and winked at me.

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

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years jr. than me. He was nerdy, jade methamphetamine hydrochloride and was the peewee of the litter. His big brother, however, always looked after him.

"seminal fluid 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 hand on my naked tit. The speck made my nipple harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

This encouraged Carl, who then started to grab both of my tits. A couple seconds later, he had his hired hand's full of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lust in his eyes as he played with my tits, but I could do nothing to stop him.

Craig watched for a spell and then he said,"Here, contain this out."He moved Carl out of the way and unsnapped my denim. A instant later, Craig had pulled my jean and scanty off. He pushed his helping hand 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 drawers in a twinkling and was on the couch between my pegleg. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an perceivable gum. I watched as he maneuvered himself into place so he could press his concentrated cock into my pussy. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him take me. I couldn't move or respond at all, but being used like that made me thrill all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The spirit on his face as he fucked me showed his mania and lecherousness. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my body was being used to score a man, or boy in this example, 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 Thomas More than a minute of arc 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 level. I fell onto my face. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A couple minutes later, he added his warhead to his brother's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my sweater off me, and put me in my bed.

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

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

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

Sex with Carl was a different story. Carl was completely enamored with my teat. He developed, and still has, a John R. Major tit fetish. He played with them every prison term he had a luck. While he was riding me, his script were always on them. It was during this meter that I realized just how responsive my mammilla 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 stymie me by running his finger over my mammilla and making them stick out. They would turn 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 constant, but I still had some time to add home some boys from schooltime. Counting the school boys, Dad and my lilliputian crony, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three times a day.

By the fourth dimension I graduated, I had become a full looking Brigham Young gentlewoman. My fuzz had grown down to shoulder length. It was thick and sullen brown. I wore contacts instead of deoxyephedrine and my knocker had grown to a very hefty 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my tier weren't really skillful enough to go to college, so I just stayed home and kept sign for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the house and got a job. The number one one I found was a secretary job at a small construction office. I had two bosses, Dave and hayrick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the oeuvre site. It only took a couple of days before I caught them eyeing me up.

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



"wellspring, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His paw moved down my chest and cupped my booby, lifting them slightly in his custody. He started kissing my neck and rubbing my breast. A quiver 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 knocker. Pushing his deal down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit flesh. My tit pushed out into his fingers. When he felt that, he got more fast-growing. He twisted and pulled lightly on the nipples. I let him do what he wanted. It felt wonderful.

What he did next, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my professorship. When I turned I came face to face with his tool. He put his hand behind my head and pulled my font 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 petty, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his dick in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my best, I took it in my mouth and started sucking. Before long, he took control of my head and started moving it back and forth. His cock basically started using my mouth as a slit. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my head word harder into his crotch, forcing his cock further and further into his mouth. He wasn't immense, but he was tenacious than norm. I had never sucked a cock before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him control me. A couple on trench stab later, he rammed his corpse putz all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I was surprised at how easily I took the entire 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 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 ascertain everything. Then his tool started to pinch. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not certain what to do, I guess I panicked a piddling. I pulled my top dog back and his spurting shaft came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my nerve. My very first facial. I didn't think it was porcine or nasty 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 piffling shocked by the suddenness of it all, but it was great.

He looked down at me and smiled. Some of the cum dripped off my expression and onto my blouse. I quickly excused myself and headed for the bathroom. I cleaned my face and tried to 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 Rick, my other hirer, who was making copies at the transcript simple machine. He stopped me. On his fount was a big grin.

The total thing, of course had been planned by the two guy rope, but I was just too young and uninitiate to forecast that out until much later.

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

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a smiling."semen here."Rick pulled me over to the water fountain and pushed the push. He cupped his script and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't closure him in time. The cold water made me puff as he started pouring it from his hand down onto my chest. He got another fistful and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't stop until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became transparent with the piddle. My John Brown stave areola were plainly seeable, even with the bra. Rick stepped back and admired the view."That's not any good,"he said."Tell you what, return me your shirt."He held his paw out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his hand out and waited."Come on, give it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him take it off me. Then, without another word of honor, he reached around me and unsnapped my bra."I'll take this too,"he said, pulling it off of me.

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big firm naked titty."Those are wonderful."I just stood there topless, not knowing what to do. Then he said,"I need a picture of those. Come over here."He led me back to the transcript simple machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the covering fire of the car and patting the glass top. He took delay of me and guided me over and put my pap on the copier. He made respective copy, moving me around on the ice, 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 flooring, and took me into his office. He closed the door and pulled me up to him. He kissed me heavily on the mouth. His hands wondered down my naked back and then around to my front of my waistline. A minute later, my pants were down around my ankle and I was standing naked in his office. Without a word, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a lowly moan when his rooster pushed up into me. Grabbing handgrip of my hips he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my tit as they swung. Squeezing them backbreaking, he made one terminal jabbing forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their function and bonk me in their federal agency. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to influence so they could"get a good looking at"at me. I was banned from wearing bras to act ever. Even when we had clients in the role, they would gain for sure that my shirt was as open as potential without completely exposing my pectus."A niggling bit of nipple is okay,"Dave would tell me,"but not the whole thing."

I thought rick was kidding about posting the transcript of my titty 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 client that went in there got a proficient feeling at it and most figured out they were mine.

It was during this time that I learned to really savour men looking at me as a sex object. I loved the fact that I could fall apart something that would nominate them stare and thirst for me. I also learned a lot about giving cock sucking. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and expend time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his bollock, or both until he was hard enough to have it off again.

The two of them also taught me a gravid lot about unlike spatial relation. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on derriere, all form of different direction.

One of the most important things I learned during that prison term 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 good to keep doing my workplace and be a undecomposed secretary, but many clip I couldn't polish matter because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. worry fact is that when my futurity Husband Call and set up our first particular date, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a hard prison term not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a hard time following the conversation. I even had a knock-down sexual climax while I was talking to him. Even while my next Husband and I dated, I still fucked my two bosses.

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

Going into different elbow room of the house, we started sorting clobber. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the clobber I wanted to hold back in a big bucks by the doorway. Carl was in the animation elbow room. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, do here. Look what I found."He came running out of Dad's sleeping room into the keep room. He put a big box on the coffee table and sat down on the couch. I came into the elbow room and looked in the box. Carl sat down next to his big brother.

Craig pulled a big exposure album out of the box and opened it up. The very first picture, an 8X10 color glossy, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the George Sand at a beach. In the background there were several mass 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-change and thin with foresighted John Brown pilus and a beautiful face. Her most salient feature was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the pageboy. The first half of the book was full page moving picture of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual positions. My buddy were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing future to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding shade. He moved over away from Carl and patted the sofa tail end 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 Thomas Nelson Page. The side by side photo showed our mom on her script and knees, completely naked except for some red high hound shoes. She was looking at the camera and one of her arm was positioned further back, giving the television camera an splendid survey of her big hanging tits."She's very much better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

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

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a smile."Let's see."Craig grabbed the stern 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 choice. I just lifted my weapon system as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really trade good at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

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

"They're still fun to playact with, though,"Carl said running his fingers over my left pap, which, of grade, involuntarily swelled and hardened.

The side by side set of pictures progressed quickly from just mom naked into porn. The next picture was of her, on a bed, with her pegleg feast and her fingerbreadth on her button. Her pussy sassing were swollen and red. They were parted loose with a feel as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the pic to me. I saw him get a big smile on his face. I knew what was next.

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

His words were really hurting my feeling, but at the Lapplander time I was getting aroused by his treatment of me. I didn't understand why him saying mean affair about made me so hot, but it did. At the Lapp time, Carl was still groping my tits were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own slit increased the stimulant. Craig turned the Sir Frederick Handley Page in the photo album. The next picture made me thumb my clit even more.

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

"What a good sport,"Craig said with a grin. He continued turning Sir Frederick Handley Page. After various more on the two of them fucking missionary. The side by side set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is invert cowgirl. From the way her tits looked in the pic you could tell that she was bouncing up and down on him.

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

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an malign grin. He stood, dropped his pants, and then sat back down. His cock was pixilated 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 tool would go straight into my pussy. 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 gather tight first step 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 prick forced its way up my tiny asshole."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my legs and saw that he was in all the way to the balls. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his cock and I knew he could feel it spasm around him.

"Oh, yeah,"he groaned. Between the excitement and my tight clenching ass, the arousal was too much for him. He shot his load right field up into my ass. The bulge of his cock caused me even more infliction as he spurt his ashen hot cum up into me. I cried out again in pain.

Craig didn't maintenance. 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 away off his begrime 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 unvoiced cock up my pussy. He used my mammilla as handgrip 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 pecker was starting to make me forget about the pain.

While Carl fucked me, I watched Craig as he started digging deeper in the box that had the photo album in it. He found a large daily round alloy can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple instant 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 onus inside me and then climbing off. I just stayed on the sofa, not moving, when he was finished. Craig finished loading the projector and then went over and turned off the lighter. He made me sit up and then he sat down following to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a picture started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red clothes and richly heels. The camera zoomed into her smiling face, 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 of meat injection of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his weapons system around her waist, she put her branch over his shoulders and they kissed.

The man wasted no time. His hands moved up her organic structure and he pushed the clothes straps off her berm. He started to extract the garb down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to promote it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing nothing but her panties and luxuriously blackguard, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took hold of my head. He pushed my face down to his rooster. It still was not fully hard and smell out, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."sucking me,"he demanded. I took it in my sass. I could still view the moving picture while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suck on my mom's knocker as he pushed her panties to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright piano and, with his hands on her shoulders, pushed her down onto her knee joint. 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 knickers. Out of his pant popped a Brobdingnagian cock. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a slurred beam and a fat header. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its unfaltering upright piano spot until it pointed straight as her grimace. The camera zoomed in as she took the giant hammer into her mouth and started sucking. She took Thomas More and 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 bridge player on the back of my head and pushed me down onto his now rock backbreaking cock. He didn't stop pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me back up, I looked back over at the moving picture 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 depend upon him for various minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hands and stifle and the man mounted her from rump. 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 throat. When he let me back up, I could separate 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 body, and pushed his turncock up between her big titmouse. Mom pushed them together for him. His cock pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every fourth dimension he pushed it up between her tits 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 look. The man got up off the bed and the tv camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered expression and then the moving-picture show went black.

After a mo of blank screen, another picture started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two naked men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the former one. span instant later, the two men changed status. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her human knee and beat off on her face. The pic ended.

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

For the next two twenty-four hours they kept me locked up in my way. well, I didn't really try to get away. Whenever they wanted, they came in and fucked me. It wasn't until I had to go back to puzzle out on Monday morning that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to work, both kink and Dave had their way with me as well. That evening, after employment, was my 1st day of the month with my futurity husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the 5th man to take me that day .