Slut Training ( 1 )
Before I start i must first apologise for any grammatical misplay.
As you read in my synopsis, we all have to pop out somewhere. A bit of a second level then. My dad was never in the exposure so my mom got remarried when i was 7. The man she married had a 14 twelvemonth old son at the metre. When i turned 17, mom decided that home life history was not for her. She felt like she wasnt capable to allow for me so she told my stepdad to keep me and when i turned 18 i could get the fuck out.
Carl ( my stepdad ) was more than happy to keep me but he told me that i would have to do my parcel around the house. Cooking and cleanup became the norm. Often when id be on my bridge player and knees scrubbing hed be sitting down getting a full scene. One day he told me, no, he DEMMANDED that i clean with no clothes on. I reluctantly did as i was told. When that wasnt enough, he suggested that as of now, when i got home base from shoal, i was not allowed to accept any clothes on.
I remember the first clock time he came into my elbow room. Being a light crosstie, i felt his presence as soon as he came in. He didnt do much that nighttime. Some igniter fingering and a bit of touching. I remember staying up all night hoping he would return. He didnt come back until 6 days later. Then it became a daily routine. Then i dead reckoning he got bored or figured that my participation would be required because eventually he would wake me up and have me go down on his dick. He loved having his dick sucked. Deepthroat was one of his front-runner activities to engage in.
Most of the meter on Sabbatum, hed experience his friends come over and theyd play poker and complain about the wife and small fry. I was never allowed to do around when his friends were invited. I was his deep dark secret that no one was supposed to be privvy to. Well, on this particular Sat, i was in my room and i was dying of hungriness. I didnt know how long the game would go on and i needed a drinking. So, i put sone shorts on and a childlike tee shirt and made my way to the kitchen.
One of his friend was currently bad mouthing his married woman because she hadnt fucked him in about 1 month. He said he was contemplating getting a hooker. When they heard me walk through, everyone got quiet. All the centering was on me. A young midst girl with perky knocker and a perfect ass.
Carl asked me what i was doing out and i told him i was hungry. One of his acquaintance, the only one i recognized asked how my mom was and i told him i had no idea. She was m.i.a once again and would predict when she fely like it. He commented on how very much ive grown and i thanked him. All eyes were still on me and Carl must stimulate noticed. He asked me if i wanted a beer and i said yes. I took it and was going to make my way back to my way when he told me to link up them.
The plot continued but the initiatory 20 Hokkianese was silent and awkward. The other guy that was complaining about his wife not giving a ass ( literally ), decided that he wasnt done venting. He went back to his woes and said she wont even suck dick. At that, i started laughing like carzy.
I felt like being bold so i said i love sucking pecker. The room got quiesce again and this time everyone looked at Carl to see his reaction. When they saw him laughing, my joke finally travelled to their brains and laughter filled the room. Im guessing it wasnt just their brains that got the clue. One of them asked me what else i liked to do. I told him i loved getting do it bow-wow stylus but i specialized in choking on dick.
I asked him if he wanted me to demo him since he was so rummy. Of course the pervert said yes. I got up, went over to him and without another word, i pushed his hot seat back and unzipped his knickers. Soon as i put my back talk on it he came. I think it was more out of shock then anything else. I took off my apparel and with a smile on my fount i asked who else wanted me to take over them of theit accent. All five hands shot up including Carl.
For the following hour i was surrounded by dick. Big, small, fat, skinny, hanker and thickly. Each one got the love life and attention they deserved. I was being pulled on all sides. Soon as i left one another was waiting in the wings. I was getting my hair pulled, my ass slapped, my tits played with and my pussy fingered. I was a cyprian in her born habitat. The more i sucked, the more i wanted. I was edacious. I was a tool hungry fiend who would not be denied.
One guy, the one with the skinny dick wanted me to rim him. I turned him around, bent him over and licked his ass like an ice cream cone. My clapper was inside his ardent hole. It seemed like a postdate the leader session because when i was done with his ass and he came like the hoovrr dam, all the rest wanted the Saame treatment. I ate everyones ass, aucked and swallowed some more and got fucked only once by Carl. He said he was still enjoying my kitty and wasnt unforced to parcel. Yet
The guys didnt mind. While Carl fucked me i was still servicing them. I was still choking on cum and i still had my face covered in ass.
The next story will involve my step brother. Leslie Townes Hope you enjoyed. Muah