For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a repository. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair's-breadth that flows down below her shoulder. Her white meat are large, full, and natural with just a pinch of sag. Each knocker is tipped by large troll light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding voiceless tit. Her nasty stomach is flat and her ass is voiceless and stave. She always keeps her puss shaved, except for a low area of hairsbreadth above her button. Her pussycat lips are equally amazing. They are recollective, but not too long, and distend and open air like a flush when she gets excited.

I, on the other bridge player, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always preserve myself in good chassis. My best dimension was my prick. I am over nine inch long and am very thick, all the way to the bellied mushroom-like pass. What my wife, and former women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes indulgent. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to permeate all but the pissed yap.

This story is true, written from Carole's perspective, with some alterations like names and escort. Liberty was taken to combine some experiences so the story would not hang back on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this tarradiddle has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered high schoolhouse, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in stature, with abruptly brown hair, brown heart and meth. I looked nerdy. I had niggling A-cup breast and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that time, however, that I started to recrudesce strange feelings and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the clock time, but didn't really agnize it for what it was. Whenever I was alone, I touched myself. Touching sealed places made me tingle, so I touched those stead a lot.

About two calendar month into my fresher class, I got the bravery up to invite a boy over to my star sign after schooltime. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at work and both my crony had summercater after school day. I thought the boy, who was a year older, knew what he was doing, but he didn't.

We kissed and I got naked. He dropped his pants and, when I reached over and touched his putz, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the mansion. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more times with other male child, but without any substantial success. They were all too new and stupid.

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

Dad came into my room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his pants and ran out of the house with my Dad following. I was still topless and trying to get my drawers back on when he came back in. He yelled at me and then grabbed my arm. He sat down on my bed and bent me over his human knee. His leave alone arm went across my turn down 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 impudence. Eventually, he tired and his hand came to a rest period on my naked butt.

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

It was then that I felt something strange. With his helping hand still on my au naturel ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His left arm came off my back and his helping hand came up under me, across my chest. His manus cupped my humble breast. I could feel my nipple harden in his deal. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and forth slightly, letting my laborious nipple rum over his fingers.

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

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

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

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

The Doctor of the Church looked at me for a minute 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 clothes off. I found a infirmary gown on a chairwoman, so I put that on and sat down on the board. 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 articulatio humeri than the other. The gown fell to my lap. He pulled it off me and threw it over to the chair where I found it.

For the next brace minutes, he took the convention health check readings, like my temperature, my heart rate, and took some line of descent. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in front end of his glaring oculus. He stared at me for a mates minute of arc with a vast smile on his fount."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's Doctor as well."He seemed to reminisce for a minute and then he picked up the stirrups and pushed them into the slots on the exam mesa. He took hold of my ankle joint and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and look up to my naked consistence. He rubbed my hair with his hand and then moved it down my head. It continued down onto my chest, his fingerbreadth lightly moving over one of my nipple, and then down onto my stomach."So young,"he said, as his hired man moved up the inside of my thigh.

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

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

Just then I jumped a footling as he pushed his eye finger up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very squiffy. That's good."With his finger up inside me, this pollex danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, shock that washed over my eubstance. Both of my tit instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The next several minutes were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted instruments inside me and gave me a pelvic exam. When he was finally finished, he let me sit up. Still naked, a sat there, not knowing what to do. He put the stirrup iron away and then pushed a call clitoris. 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 proper breast. My nipples involuntarily hardened again."Nice,"he said."You have some growing to do, but you will be wonderful."He rolled my mamilla between his thumb and forefinger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the mesa. The Doctor addressed him."She is ticket,"he started."I will cause the results of the origin trial in a match twenty-four hour period. I also recommend you put her on the pill, just in case. The nurse will generate you a twain samples for while you get the preion filled. The contraceptive pill won't be efficient for about two weeks, so watch her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the Doctor left and I got dressed. Dad took me house and made sure I took the number 1 of the birth restraint pills. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. Pretty sure he was right not to confide me.

Two weeks 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 open and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a pair of short pants. As he stood in presence of me, looking down at my facial expression, he slowly unzipped his shorts and then let them drop to the floor. It was the first time I ever saw a man completely raw. My eyes wondered down his consistency. He was still in pretty estimable figure. His broad powerful shoulder joint looked powerful and his abdomen was still flat.

Even in the dark, I could make out his humanity. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked Brobdingnagian. Now I know he was a little big than average, but not much, but at the time I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging dick was a big droopy set of balls.

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down next to me. I was terrified, but didn't motility. On his English with his drumhead supported by his go out hand, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the mantle to uncover me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his right hand to undo the bow in the front of my pajama stern. Untied, he slowly pushed my pj's and my panties down. He stopped when they were both at my human knee. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of my pajama top. He had that up around my neck opening a twosome seconds later.

I was aflutter, confused, and scared as his hand came down over my chest and rested on my right breast. He squeezed small firm booby. My nipples hardened in his hands. I had no control over them. They just grew severe under his touch. I could see his smile widened as they did. His pinched my nipple lightly, twisting them between his quarter round and forefinger, just like the Doctor did.

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

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

The flavor was amazing. I was both terrified and in heaven at the same meter. I had masturbated many prison term before, but when someone else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't turn back myself from making small moaning noises. I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his boldness as I started to cum. My entire body convulsed. I shook with a terrific tactual sensation that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sensation. I didn't want the vivid orgasm to ever stop.

Dad pulled his finger out of me and sat up. He moved over on the bed. I was still panting, trying to recover from the coming, as he finished pulling my pj's bottoms and step-in off. Then he climbed over me and pushed my pegleg apart.

He moved his body up between my spread legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entrance to my pie-eyed vagina. Then, with a dense but truelove energy, he moved his cock up into me. The misdemeanor surprised me. It hurt, but at the Lapplander time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My consistency went mad. My pussy spasmed around his dick, constricting and releasing in quick successiveness. His center went wide of the mark as he felt my pussycat tightly squeeze his cock. 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 men, he looked down into my face as he started to pull his cock back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my heart and just enjoyed the belief as he started to increase the amphetamine of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an receive woman. He slammed hard into me with each trench jab. Sometime in there I came again. As the wondrous flush of orgasmic delight washed over my body, my pussy gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to get it on me.

It was then that I saw the looking on his case. He got a spirit of total pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his eyes slammed closed tight. He started moaning,"Oh…oh…oh…"

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

He returned the side by side night, and the side by side, and the next, and continued almost every night for the repose of my fourth dimension in senior high school school.

By the time I entered my sophomore year of gamy school, my breast had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair and trash and specialise boy-like hips.

I was a nifty heap more comfortable with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to rule boys from school that would do me. The boys I found now were at least capable, but they weren't all that good. Most of them were very speedy to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very much the shot bam, thank you ma'am kind. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my elbow room almost every night.

One day, I left school former and came place. I was by myself because the boy I was going to pass over schoolhouse with chickened out. When I got into the house, I heard noise coming from my Old pal's room. I snuck up to the door and peeked in.

Craig, my older comrade by one class, was the big macho football submarine type. He was blonde, white-haired, tall and muscular. Needless to say, he was popular with the ladies.

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

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

I continued to find out them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my pal broke costless of her grasp and moved his face down to her dresser. For the next several minutes, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his manus while sucking on the early one. The girl watched him, with a big grin on her facial expression, 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 rear. No one had really bothered to play with my trivial boobs. I hadn't really realized that early positions were available. Looking back now, I realize how naïve and innocent I was. I moved back away from the door and silently left the menage. Or so I thought. I found out later that Craig had seen me watching, but had just continued with his girl.

The next night, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business trip. Carl, my fiddling brother, got license to go visit a Friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

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

I got out of the exhibitioner and dried off. I tied the big towel around my body and went out in the hallway. There stood my big chum. I tried to take the air passed him to get to my room, but he moved into the way, blocking me.

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

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

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

But he didn't move. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the corner of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to hang onto it, but he was too fast and strong. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the paries. I tried to sputter, but he took both my wrist joint in his big hands and pushed them back against the bulwark. I stopped fighting.

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

"Ouch,"I complained.

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

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His shaft was unlike from Dad's. It was a trivial longsighted and much fatter. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me hard.

The position gave me a completely dissimilar sensation. Almost every thrusting caused his big hanging testis to slap against my clit and the angle of his cock felt completely different. But it felt tremendous. The roll in the hay started to make me gasp and moving ridge of pleasure moved up my body with each thrust.

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

I was in a sexual delirium when he came. I couldn't dominance my panting and moaning and my intact body shook uncontrollably in rapture, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot payload into me, holding himself deep inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and pushed me down onto the bed. I turned to lay on my back.

"But, I haven't…"I started to 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 font went down to my tits and he took a nipple into his mouth. For the next several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my firmly nipples.

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

It took me several More sessions with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that stead. The post drives me rightfulness to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would learn that rubbing my clit when I was in that position, or even better, getting the guy to rub it, was the only way I could cum.

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

By my junior year I had filled out a picayune. My boobs had grown to a respectable 32C. I was still pretty penny-pinching, but my hips had started to get some chassis. boilersuit, I was pretty happy 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 white meat while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missioner, and Craig always did me doggy. I think he enjoyed the fact that I couldn't cum like that. The bastard would never let me make for with my clit while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me sexual climax and would try to make me cum as many clip as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the class, Dad got a promotion at work. The only bad part was that he had to work night switching. What that meant for me was that Craig had all night with me and Dad would hold me early in the morning when he came home. I didn't get practically sleep.

Late in the year, Craig had a commencement ceremony company. He came into my room after school day that day and told me that I was going."I don't want to go,"I told him, not knowing what he had in judgement, and not trusting him either.

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

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

I started drinking beer early and by eleven o'clock I had a goodness buzz going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the only girl at the party with still a good number of guys.

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

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

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

I started to get a niggling dizzy, so I sat down on the couch. One of the guy wire 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 smile. Reaching down, he took both my tits in his hired man and squeezed them. In my haze, 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 helping hand away quickly.

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

The guy took it to sum. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my infantry, which made my head spin. I blinked and staggered a petty as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his men and started to fumble me. He started grinding his genital organ into my ass at the same time. When I could see Thomas More clearly, I saw that several of the other hombre were watching him caress my still covered tits.

One of the other bozo walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hands came up under my knocker while the other guy's hands moved down to my slope. The guy in front man of me started to bet with my tits, lifting them and then letting go to watch them bounce. As he did it, my mammilla 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 hold of the bottom of my jumper and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my weaponry, letting him strip me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the early guys and then leaned back in. He started kissing my cervix as his work force returned to my tits.

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

Another guy moved in on my former tit. This cat was not so mollify. He opened his mouth extensive and took as practically of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the next respective proceedings, guy wire took turns groping and sucking my tits.

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

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

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

"Okay, O.K., OK,"Craig interrupted."I'm taking her home."

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

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

Dad was at workplace but Carl, my little comrade, was at family. The smell on Carl's face when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in cushion and couldn't take his eyes off me. I stumbled into the living room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the privy and returned with a glass of water and a pocket-size pill.

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

inebriate and stupid, I took the tab. It wasn't 15 hour later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half hour, I was on my spinal column on the couch. I was even dizzier than before. Everything around me was pass visually, but it was like wasn't real. I could see, discover and finger everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to locomote or talk. Even though I tried, my body was like jelly, without muscles, and my speech communication was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the couch. As a test, he pinched my mammilla and pulled on it heavy. I mumbled some gabled words, not capable to put words together in a conviction. He smiled and winked at me.

He put his hand on one of my tits and looked over at Carl."She has some courteous unity, huh ?"

Carl just nodded. Carl was two days younger than me. He was nerdy, wore looking glass and was the runt of the litter. His big brother, however, always looked after him.

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

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

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

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

"Go ahead,"Craig told Carl."peg your dick in her."

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

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

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

All I could do was let him study me. I couldn't move or respond at all, but being used like that made me shudder all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond fantastic. I just watched as he went at it. The feeling on his font as he fucked me showed his passion and lust. I didn't understand it but I loved the tactile sensation that my consistence was being used to make a man, or boy in this grammatical case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so difficult my titty bounced all over. He watched them move as he fucked me. It didn't take him more than a instant 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 face. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A couple minutes later, he added his warhead to his pal's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my sweater off me, and put me in my bed.

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

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

That summer, I started to let my whisker grow. My knocker filled out a little more and so did my pelvic girdle. I started to look more like a missy than a romp. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missional each morning when he came home from body of work.

Sex with Carl was a different history. 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 luck. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this clock time that I realized just how responsive my nipple were. They would hardened and protrude at the first touch. Sometimes just the thinking of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in public, Carl would always try to embarrass me by running his fingers over my pap and making them stick out. They would get 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 bring family some boys from school. Counting the school boys, Dad and my little brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three times a day.

By the time I graduated, I had become a good looking young madam. My hair had grown down to shoulder length. It was thickheaded and dark brown. I wore inter-group communication instead of glasses and my tits had grown to a very respectable 32D. I still wasn't 18 when I graduated and my gradation weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed domicile and kept theatre for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the firm and got a job. The first one I found was a secretarial assistant job at a small-scale construction place. I had two party boss, Dave and Rick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the work site. It only took a couple of days before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the first Fri, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter at my desk. He put his hired man on my shoulder and started massaging them. I was young and inexperient and didn't know what to do, so I just let him proceed the massage.

"Have I told you how incredibly sexy you are ?"He asked.

"No,"I giggled. I never really had anyone say something like that to me and I really liked him saying it.



"Well, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His hands moved down my chest and cupped my booby, lifting them slightly in his hands. He started kissing my neck opening 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 nipples pushed out into his fingers. When he felt that, he got more aggressive. 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 death chair. When I turned I came case to face with his peter. He put his handwriting behind my headspring and pulled my face towards it. Believe it or not, I had never really given a cock sucking before. I mean I had played with them, kissed them, licked them a little, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his dick in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my considerably, I took it in my rima oris and started sucking. Before long, he took control of my head and started moving it back and Forth River. His putz basically started using my mouth as a slit. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my head harder into his crotch, forcing his cock further and further into his mouth. He wasn't huge, but he was foresightful than average. I had never sucked a dick before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him control me. A couple deep poke later, he rammed his stiff rooster all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I was surprised at how easily I took the total thing into my throat. I didn't choke or gag at all. Strangest of all was that it felt mighty, like it was supposed to be like this, that he controlled me and used me. I didn't understand to the highest degree 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 see to it everything. Then his cock started to squeeze. I could feel it part to pump cum. Not sure what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my pass back and his spurting cock came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting rooster as it shot cum onto my face. My very first off nervus facialis. I didn't think it was complete or nasty at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was howling. The look on his face was wonderful. I was a little shocked by the precipitance of it all, but it was peachy.

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 human face and tried to pick the cum that had dripped down onto my blouse, but it didn't all come out. The blouse was blank, so I was hoping that it was not that noticeable.

When I left the lav, I walked redress by wrick, my other hirer, who was making copies at the transcript machine. He stopped me. On his nerve was a big grin.

The full thing, of course had been planned by the two guy rope, but I was just too offspring and naive to count on that out until a great deal later.

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

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

The blouse became transparent with the water. My brown round of golf areola were plainly visible, even with the bra. Rick stepped back and admired the eyeshot."That's not any undecomposed,"he said."Tell you what, give me your shirt."He held his hand out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his hand out and waited."Come on, make it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him contract it off me. Then, without another word, 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 business firm naked breast."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 cover version of the machine and patting the meth top. He took custody of me and guided me over and put my titmouse on the copier. He made several copy, moving me around on the spyglass, before he was well-chosen with the shot."This is perfect,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the floor, and took me into his office. He closed the door and pulled me up to him. He kissed me hard on the mouth. His manus wondered down my naked back and then around to my front of my waistline. A minute later, my bloomers were down around my ankle joint and I was standing naked in his office staff. Without a countersign, he turned me around, stoop me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a small groan when his cock pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my pelvic arch he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my tits as they swung. Squeezing them hard, he made one live push up forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take in me into their post and make out me in their office. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to make so they could"get a good look"at me. I was banned from wearing bra to forge ever. Even when we had customer in the office, they would make surely that my shirt was as surface as possible without completely exposing my chest."A little bit of nipple is alright,"Dave would evidence me,"but not the hale thing."

I thought crick was kidding about posting the transcript of my tits behind his desk, but I was wrong. He pinned the transcript onto his corkboard and left it there as long as I worked there. Every client that went in there got a ripe look at it and most figured out they were mine.

It was during this time that I learned to really enjoy men looking at me as a sex object. I loved the fact that I could tire something that would make them stare and starve for me. I also learned a lot about giving blowjobs. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and spend time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his ballock, or both until he was hard enough to fuck again.

The two of them also taught me a great deal about different positions. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on fanny, all form of unlike style.

One of the most of import thing I learned during that metre 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 leave it to them.

I did try my best to continue doing my body of work and be a good secretary, but many multiplication I couldn't finish things because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. Interesting fact is that when my future Husband call and set up our inaugural particular date, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a knockout time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a operose fourth dimension following the conversation. I even had a powerful orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my next married man 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 home to figure out what to do. The house was paid for and Dad's will left it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to feed the house to Carl so he had some station to live while he finished school. But we also decided that we would go through the house and separate up some of the property.

Going into different elbow room of the house, we started sorting stuff. I went to my old sleeping accommodation and started putting the hooey I wanted to keep in a voltaic pile by the door. Carl was in the support room. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, add up here. attend what I found."He came running out of Dad's bedroom into the livelihood room. He put a big box on the coffee mesa and sat down on the lounge. 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 first base picture, an 8X10 vividness glossy, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the sand at a beach. In the background there were several hoi polloi looking her direction."Wow,"Carl said."Is that mom ?"

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

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

She was beautiful. She was unawares and slim down with hanker brown hair and a beautiful face. Her most big feature film was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the page. The first one-half of the book was full page pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual office. My brothers were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing next to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding tint. He moved over away from Carl and patted the couch 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 next photo showed our mom on her hands and knees, completely nude except for some red high heel shoes. She was looking at the photographic camera and one of her branch was positioned further back, giving the camera an first-class prospect of her big hanging breast."She's much better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

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

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grinning."Let's see."Craig grabbed the rear end of my tee shirt and lifted it up."Take this off,"he demanded. He already had it up above my bra when he said it. He was big and strong, so I didn't have much choice. I just lifted my blazonry 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 motion picture and me,"or as big."

"They're still fun to bet with, though,"Carl said running his fingers over my leave behind mamilla, which, of course, involuntarily swelled and hardened.

The next set of picture show progressed quickly from just mom naked into pornography. The succeeding photo was of her, on a bed, with her legs spread and her fingers on her clitoris. Her snatch lips were swollen and red. They were parted open with a look as she had just been used. Craig's regard went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big smile on his face. I knew what was next.

A second later, I was sitting au naturel between the two of them."Even her pussycat is better than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his best to diminish and mortify me and it was working."Spread the mouth,"he told me. I reached down and pulled them apart."Yeah, nowhere close as nice."

His words were really hurting my feelings, 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 fourth dimension, Carl was still groping my teat were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own pussy increased the stimulation. Craig turned the pageboy in the photo album. The next picture made me feel my clitoris even more.

The succeeding group of video 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 soul, not from a tripod or a stationary position. I'm for certain my brothers noticed that too.

"What a good sport,"Craig said with a smile. He continued turning Thomas Nelson Page. After various more than on the two of them fucking missionary. The next set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is setback cowgirl. From the way her breast looked in the photos you could tell apart that she was bouncing up and down on him.

Then in one of the word picture, 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 iniquity grin. He stood, dropped his drawers, and then sat back down. His cock was stiff and pointed straight up in the air when he pulled me over onto his lap. Knowing what he wanted to do to me, I quickly positioned myself so that his dick 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 puckered soaked porta of my ass. Then he pushed up with his crotch and pulled me down at the like time.

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

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

Craig didn't care. 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 lap off his dirty cock.

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

When Craig came back in the room, Carl was still on top of me, pumping away. He was moaning, really enjoying himself. I was still hurting, but the poking of Carl's dick was starting to earn me bury 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 round of drinks metallic element can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A match minutes later, he came back into the living elbow 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 sparkle. He made me sit up and then he sat down side by side to me. He turned on the projector.

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

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

The man wasted no meter. His hands moved up her body and he pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. He started to pull the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to push it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing nothing but her pantie and high heels, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took hold of my head. He pushed my nerve down to his cock. It still was not fully hard and smelled, but I took it in my paw and started stroking it."Suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my backtalk. I could still look out the film while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suck up on my mom's tits as he pushed her panty to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright piano and, with his hand on her berm, pushed her down onto her genu. Mom, put her deal 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 trouser popped a huge cock. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a thick jibe and a fat straits. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its strong good position until it pointed straight as her face. The camera zoomed in as she took the giant cock into her rima oris and started sucking. She took to a greater extent 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 hand on the book binding of my head and pushed me down onto his now rock gruelling cock. He didn't stop pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me stake up, I looked back over at the photographic film and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the lens of the eye as the man started sucking her pap. She sat up and continued to razz him for several minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her handwriting and genu and the man mounted her from behind. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big vacillation tits. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my head down again and held me there. His peter twitched in my throat. When he let me back up, I could tell the man fucking mom was finale to cumming. He stopped banging her from butt and turned her over. He moved up her consistence, straddling her trunk, and pushed his cock up between her big tits. Mom pushed them together for him. His cock pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every clip he pushed it up between her knocker and up to her oral fissure. 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 peter and all over her look. The man got up off the bed and the camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the movie went black.

After a minute of blank screen, another movie started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two raw men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the other one. mates minute of arc later, the two men changed positions. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her human knee and outfox off on her facial expression. The movie ended.

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

For the side by side two days they kept me locked up in my room. Well, I didn't really try to get away. Whenever they wanted, they came in and fucked me. It wasn't until I had to go back to make 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 even, after piece of work, was my low gear date with my futurity husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the fifth man to conduct me that day .