For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will present you some scope. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretaire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long fatheaded John Brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her tit are large, full moon, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round of golf light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding strong mamilla. Her blind drunk tum is prostrate and her ass is hard and unit of ammunition. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her snatch backtalk are equally amazing. They are yearn, but not too long, and distend and open like a bloom when she gets aroused.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My ripe property was my peter. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the protuberant mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the stringent holes.

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

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When I entered high school, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in stature, with little brown hair, Robert Brown oculus and glass. I looked nerdy. I had fiddling A-cup boob and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that meter, however, that I started to train strange feeling and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the prison term, but didn't really recognize it for what it was. Whenever I was alone, I touched myself. Touching certain places made me prickle, so I touched those office a lot.

About two calendar month into my starter year, I got the courage up to call for a boy over to my house after schooling. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at work and both my pal 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 pant and, when I reached over and touched his dick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the house. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more times with other boy, but without any real succeeder. They were all too untested and stupid.

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able to call off my itching, but when we started to kiss and take 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 gasp and ran out of the star sign with my Dad following. I was still bare-breasted and trying to get my pants back on when he came back in. He yelled at me and then grabbed my arm. He sat down on my bed and bent me over his articulatio genus. His leftover arm went across my lour vertebral column and held me down. With his right hand, he pushed my knickers down around my knees.

With his bare helping hand he started spanking my naked ass. I started crying from the pain sensation, as he alternated spanking each ass impudence. Eventually, he tired and his hand came to a rest 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 netherworld are you doing ? You are way too young to jump 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 dorsum and his hand came up under me, across my chest. His deal cupped my minuscule knocker. I could feel my teat harden in his mitt. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and Forth slightly, letting my intemperate nipple rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now confused, I stood. My Dad's center 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 take any more boys over. Got it ?"

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

The next day, Dad kept me household from schooling. He took me to see the MD, who was an old protagonist of his, that morning. When we were called back, Dad told the MD,"I caught her with some boy."The MD smiled at me. I was totally mortified."She needs to suffer 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 song you back in when we are done."Dad turned and left me there.

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

Slowly, tentatively, I took my clothes off. I found a hospital gown on a professorship, so I put that on and sat down on the tabular array. The Doctor smiled when he came back in. He walked to the face of the test tabular array and said,"You won't need this."He untied the textile 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 twain minutes, he took the normal checkup indication, like my temperature, my heart charge per unit, and took some blood. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in social movement of his glaring eyes. He stared at me for a couple second with a huge smile on his fount."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's medico as well."He seemed to reminisce for a minute and then he picked up the stirrup and pushed them into the slots on the exam table. He took wait of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and look up to my naked soundbox. He rubbed my hair with his hand and then moved it down my oral sex. It continued down onto my chest, his fingers lightly moving over one of my mammilla, and then down onto my stomach."So young,"he said, as his bridge player moved up the inside of my thigh.

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

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

Just then I jumped a little as he pushed his center finger's breadth up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very loaded. That's good."With his finger's breadth up inside me, this quarter round danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, shock that washed over my body. Both of my teat instantly hardened. The physician smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The succeeding several mo were both embarrassing and irritating, as he inserted cat's-paw 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 away and then pushed a holler button. He spoke to his secretary over the intercom, telling her to post in my Dad.

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

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the table. The physician addressed him."She is fine,"he started."I will hold the results of the rakehell tests in a couple days. I also recommend you put her on the anovulatory drug, just in casing. The nanny will give you a span sample distribution for while you get the preion filled. The oral contraceptive pill won't be effective for about two calendar week, so watch her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the Doctor left and I got dressed. Dad took me base and made certainly I took the number 1 of the birth control oral contraceptive. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. somewhat sure he was right not to trust me.

Two weeks later, to the day, late that night, I woke up feeling like individual was in the room with me. In the dark I saw him. My Dad was standing just inside the doorway 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 shorts. As he stood in front of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his shorts and then let them drop down to the floor. It was the first time I ever saw a man completely naked. My eyes wondered down his body. He was still in pretty good shape. His broad hefty berm looked powerful and his abdomen was still flat.

Even in the dark, I could shit out his manhood. I was amazed at how big it was. It looked huge. Now I know he was a lilliputian grown than norm, but not much, but at the meter I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging dick was a large droopy set of balls.

Without oral presentation, he climbed into bed with me and laid down next to me. I was terrified, but didn't move. On his incline with his head supported by his left hand, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the blankets to uncover me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his right handwriting to untie the bow in the forepart of my pj's freighter. Untied, he slowly pushed my pj's and my panty down. He stopped when they were both at my knee. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of my pajama top. He had that up around my cervix a span seconds later.

I was nervous, put off, and scared as his script came down over my chest and rested on my redress breast. He squeezed small firm boobs. My nipples hardened in his custody. I had no control over them. They just grew hard under his touch. I could see his smile widened as they did. His pinched my teat lightly, twisting them between his ovolo and forefinger, just like the Dr. did.

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

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

The feeling was amazing. I was both panicky and in heaven at the Saami time. I had masturbated many times before, but when someone else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making low moaning disturbance. I looked up at him and he had a huge grinning on his face as I started to cum. My entire torso convulsed. I shook with a fantastic impression that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the wiz. 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 orgasm, as he finished pulling my pajama bum and panties off. Then he climbed over me and agitate my wooden leg apart.

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

My body went mad. My twat spasmed around his cock, constricting and releasing in ready sequence. His optic went wide as he felt my pussy tightly contract his cock. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the notion, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

Pushing himself up with his handwriting, he looked down into my look as he started to rip his rooster back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my optic and just enjoyed the tactile sensation as he started to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Soon he was fucking me as if I was an experienced woman. He slammed hard into me with each deep thrust. Sometime in there I came again. As the wonderful rush of orgasmic pleasance washed over my body, my pussy gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to sleep with me.

It was then that I saw the feeling on his boldness. He got a look of entire pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his heart slammed shut out 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 minutes later, he got up off of me."Go scavenge up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the adjacent Night, and the next, and the succeeding, and continued almost every Night for the eternal sleep of my clip in eminent school.

By the time I entered my sophomore year of high shoal, my boobs had grown a picayune, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really brusque haircloth and glasses and constringe boy-like hips.

I was a great heap more well-heeled with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to come up son from schooltime that would do me. The boys I found now were at to the lowest degree capable, but they weren't all that commodity. Most of them were very quick to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very a great deal the slam bam, thank you ma'am kind. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my room almost every night.

One day, I left school early and came home. I was by myself because the boy I was going to skim school with chickened out. When I got into the household, 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 year, was the big macho football hero character. He was blonde, white-haired, tall 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 female child, a brunette with really big boobs, was on her custody and knees in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his articulatio genus behind her, pounding into her operose and fasting from bottom. He was slamming into her so hard that her cigaret rippled from the impact and her big boob bounced back and Forth River. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

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

I continued to watch them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my chum broke disembarrass of her appreciation and moved his face down to her chest of drawers. For the side by side various instant, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his hand while sucking on the other one. The female child watched him, with a big smile on her font, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the male child I had sex with, always did me while I was on my back. No one had really bothered to bet with my fiddling boobs. 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 household. 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 patronage trip-up. Carl, my minuscule buddy, got license to go visit a friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That Night after dinner, I went to consider my shower bath. I didn't see it, but when I was in the shower Craig cracked open the threshold 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 consistence and went out in the hallway. There bear 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 push passed him.

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

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

But he didn't move. Instead, he reached down and grabbed the corner of my towel and ripped it off of me. I tried to fall onto it, but he was too riotous and substantial. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to sputter, but he took both my carpus in his big paw 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 reckon at, are you ?"He laughed a little. Then he leaned his head 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 struggle, but he was way too strong. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my abdomen and then pulled me up onto my hands and knees. I felt him fumble with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to publish his shaft. Then it happened. He rammed his hard cock into me from behind.

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

The location gave me a completely different sensation. Almost every poking caused his big hanging balls to slap against my clitoris and the angle of his putz felt completely dissimilar. But it felt wonderful. The fucking started to take a shit me gasp and waves of delight moved up my consistence with each thrust.

Craig fucked me backbreaking and fast. When he started to get close to orgasm, he let go of my hips and on handwriting grabbed my shoulder while the other grabbed my haircloth and pulled my head back.

I was in a sexual frenzy when he came. I couldn't controller my trousering and moaning and my full consistence shook uncontrollably in rapture, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot cargo into me, holding himself deep inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and labour 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 maintain me pinned down. His face went down to my tits and he took a nipple into his sass. For the future various minutes, he sucked and chewed on my intemperate 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 position. The placement drives me right to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would study that rubbing my clit when I was in that position, or even adept, getting the guy to rub it, was the only way I could cum.

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

By my junior class I had filled out a little. My tit had grown to a respectable 32C. I was still pretty tight fitting, but my hips had started to get some form. boilersuit, I was pretty well-chosen with what was happening to my eubstance, especially because boys were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent Thomas More clip acting with my titty while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missionary, and Craig always did me doggy. I think he enjoyed the fact that I couldn't cum like that. The dickhead would never let me play with my clit while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me orgasm and would try to ca-ca me cum as many prison term 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 ferment Night shift. What that meant for me was that Craig had all dark with me and Dad would take me early in the first light when he came home. I didn't get practically sleep.

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

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

The party was mostly blackguard, with a few girls here and there. Craig made me survey 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 unspoilt bombilation going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the merely missy at the political party with still a unspoilt 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 words a little slurred.

The man with the juncture in his backtalk looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my teat. I was drunk enough to do it. I took hold of the buns furrow of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my titty. 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."Okay then, here ya go."He handed me the stick. It didn't take very much before I was both high gear and drunk.

I started to get a small 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 grin. Reaching down, he took both my tits in his men and squeezed them. In my daze, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my brother standing side by side to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his hired man away quickly.

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

The guy took it to center. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my infantry, which made my psyche spin. I blinked and staggered a little as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his manpower and started to grope me. He started grinding his genital organ into my ass at the Sami clock time. When I could see more clearly, I saw that several of the other guys were watching him fondle my still covered tits.

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

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

Then the guy behind me took detainment of the bottom of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my limb, letting him pillage me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the former guy and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck as his hands returned to my tits.

His osculation and little bites sent shivers down my body as he squeezed my tits in his hands. In my haze I noticed that all the other guy were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my allow tit just under the tit and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the mammilla into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my other tit. This guy was not so gentle. He opened his mouth wide and took as much of my tit into it as he could and then sucked laborious. For the following various proceedings, guys took turns groping and sucking my tits.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dad was at work but Carl, my footling Brother, was at home. The looking at on Carl's face when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in shock and couldn't take his eyes off me. I stumbled into the living elbow room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the bathroom and returned with a meth of water and a humble pill.

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

Drunk and pillock, I took the anovulant. It wasn't fifteen hour later that I was feeling the essence. Within a half minute, I was on my binding on the sofa. I was even dizzier than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't genuine. I could see, hear and experience everything, but I couldn't co-ordinate myself enough to move or babble out. Even though I tried, my body was like jelly, without musculus, and my spoken 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 strong. I mumbled some gabled words, not able to put words together in a conviction. He smiled and winked at me.

He put his hired man on one of my tits and looked over at Carl."She has some dainty one, huh ?"

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

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

Gingerly, with Craig's continual reassurance, Carl put his hired hand on my naked tit. The touch made my mammilla 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 hand's replete of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lecherousness in his eyes as he played with my tits, but I could do nothing to check him.

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

"Go ahead,"Craig told Carl."spliff 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 trice and was on the couch 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 campaign his hard putz into my puss. 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 shiver all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond wondrous. I just watched as he went at it. The look on his grimace as he fucked me showed his passion and lust. I didn't understand it but I loved the feel that my physical structure was being used to make a man, or boy in this case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so surd my titty bounced all over. He watched them move as he fucked me. It didn't take him more than a mo before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all kinds of unearthly facial look 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 trading 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 load to his brother's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my jumper off me, and put me in my bed.

Early the next morn, I was woken up by my Dad climbing on top of me. I was almost fully recovered by then and my Dad's pecker made me cum several multiplication before he did.

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

That summer, I started to let my hair grow. My boob filled out a little more and so did my hips. I started to bet more like a girl than a tomboy. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missionary each daybreak when he came home from oeuvre.

Sex with Carl was a dissimilar story. Carl was completely enamored with my boob. He developed, and still has, a major tit fetish. He played with them every time he had a chance. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this fourth dimension that I realized just how reactive my nipples were. They would hardened and protrude at the get-go touch. Sometimes just the mentation 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 mamilla and making them stick out. They would become 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 shop at, almost constant, but I still had some clip to bring home base some boys from school. Counting the school boys, Dad and my little buddy, I'd say on norm, I was having sex two to three times a day.

By the clip I graduated, I had become a unspoilt looking young lady. My hair's-breadth had grown down to shoulder duration. It was thick and dark brown. I wore contacts instead of field glass and my tits had grown to a very respectable 32D. I still wasn't XVIII when I graduated and my grades weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed abode and proceed star sign for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the house and got a job. The first one I found was a secretaire job at a small construction office. I had two gaffer, Dave and rick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the study website. It only took a brace of solar day before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early good afternoon on the first Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a letter at my desk. He put his hands on my shoulders and started massaging them. I was young and inexperienced and didn't know what to do, so I just let him persist in 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 and rubbing my knocker. A pall 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 pap. Pushing his workforce down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit anatomy. My pap pushed out into his digit. 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 adjacent, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my hot seat. When I turned I came case to face with his cock. He put his hands behind my head and pulled my face 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 short, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his putz in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my C. H. 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 kitty. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my heading harder into his crotch, forcing his pecker further and further into his back talk. He wasn't huge, but he was yearner than average. I had never sucked a peter before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him operate me. A couple deep thrusts later, he rammed his blind drunk tool all the way into my sass 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 unbendable letting him hold everything. Then his cock started to twitch. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not certain what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my chief back and his spurting turncock came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting cock as it shot cum onto my fount. My very low facial. I didn't think it was crying or smutty at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The look on his nerve was wonderful. I was a slight shocked by the suddenness of it all, but it was outstanding.

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 grimace and tried to cleanse the cum that had dripped down onto my blouse, but it didn't all come out. The blouse was Andrew Dickson White, so I was hoping that it was not that noticeable.

When I left the bathroom, I walked right by haystack, my other boss, who was making copy at the copy machine. He stopped me. On his face was a big grin.

The entire thing, of course had been planned by the two guys, but I was just too Young and naive to count on that out until much later.

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

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the authority,"he said with a grin."Come here."Rick pulled me over to the water fountain and pushed the button. He cupped his script and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't stop him in fourth dimension. The cold weewee made me gasp as he started pouring it from his helping hand down onto my dresser. He got another smattering and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't full stop until almost all of the strawman of my shirt was wet.

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

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big business firm naked breasts."Those are wonderful."I just stood there topless, not knowing what to do. Then he said,"I need a characterization of those. semen over here."He led me back to the written matter machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the machine and patting the looking glass top. He took detainment of me and guided me over and put my tits on the copier. He made several copies, moving me around on the glass, before he was felicitous with the slam."This is perfect tense,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the floor, and took me into his power. He closed the threshold and pulled me up to him. He kissed me heavily on the back talk. His mitt wondered down my naked back and then around to my battlefront of my waist. A minute later, my bloomers were down around my ankle and I was standing naked in his billet. Without a word, he turned me around, turn away me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a modest moan when his cock pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my hips he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my nipple as they swung. Squeezing them hard, he made one stopping point poking forward and came abstruse inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would fill me into their office and have it away me in their post. They had me wearing very revealing vesture to bring so they could"get a good facial expression"at me. I was banned from wearing bra to work ever. Even when we had clients in the government agency, they would make sure that my shirt was as open air as possible without completely exposing my bureau."A little bit of nipple is ticket,"Dave would tell me,"but not the whole thing."

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

It was during this clip that I learned to really relish men looking at me as a sex object. I loved the fact that I could wear something that would wee-wee them stare and lust 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 spend time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his balls, or both until he was hard enough to have it off again.

The two of them also taught me a great quite a little about unlike side. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on bottom, all kind of different style.

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

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

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a severe time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a backbreaking time following the conversation. I even had a brawny climax while I was talking to him. Even while my future tense hubby 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 house to figure out what to do. The house was paid for and Dad's will leave behind it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to pay the house to Carl so he had some billet to live while he finished school. But we also decided that we would go through the theater and divide up some of the property.

Going into dissimilar way of the house, we started sorting clobber. I went to my old sleeping accommodation and started putting the clobber I wanted to keep in a batch by the room access. Carl was in the living room. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

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

Craig pulled a big photo album out of the box and opened it up. The very first characterization, an 8X10 gloss glossy, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the sand at a beach. In the background there were several people looking her guidance."Wow,"Carl said."Is that mom ?"

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

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

She was beautiful. She was inadequate and thin out with retentive browned hair and a beautiful face. Her most prominent feature was her big business firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the Sir Frederick Handley Page. The first one-half of the Bible was full-of-the-moon page pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual berth. My sidekick were almost drooling over them.

I was still standing next to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding tone. He moved over away from Carl and patted the cast seat between them. I knew this wasn't going to end well for me, but I did what he told me to do. I sat down between my brothers.

He turned the page. The next photo showed our mom on her manpower and knees, completely naked except for some red high blackguard shoes. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the camera an first-class view of her big hanging mamilla."She's much better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

"Her mammilla are large too,"Carl added, stating the obvious.

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grinning."Let's see."Craig grabbed the hind 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 pick. I just lifted my subdivision as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really honest at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

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

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

The next set of mental picture progressed quickly from just mom naked into erotica. The next photograph was of her, on a bed, with her legs bed cover and her finger on her clit. Her kitty lips were swollen and red. They were parted open with a looking as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big smiling on his cheek. I knew what was next.

A minute later, I was sitting naked between the two of them."Even her pussy is bettor 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 feelings, but at the Lapp time I was getting aroused by his treatment of me. I didn't understand why him saying mingy things about made me so hot, but it did. At the Lapp time, Carl was still groping my titty were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own pussy increased the stimulant. Craig turned the page in the photo album. The following flick made me finger my clit even more.

The future group of exposure had mom on her back, legs spread, feet up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really interest was that the exposure 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 well sport,"Craig said with a grinning. He continued turning Page. After several Sir Thomas More on the two of them fucking missionary. The next set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reverse cowgirl. From the way her boob looked in the photos you could tell that she was bouncing up and down on him.

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

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an wickedness grin. He stood, dropped his pants, 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 hips and lifting me up. When I was up off him, he grabbed his prick and brought it back to the tuck miserly opening of my ass. Then he pushed up with his crotch and pulled me down at the same time.

I gasped and cried out in pain as his big dick forced its way up my petite asshole."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my peg and saw that he was in all the way to the balls. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his pecker and I knew he could sense it spasm around him.

"Oh, yeah,"he groaned. Between the excitement and my tight clenching ass, the foreplay was too much for him. He shot his load right hand up into my ass. The swelling of his tool caused me even more pain in the ass as he spurt his Theodore Harold White hot cum up into me. I cried out again in pain.

Craig didn't forethought. He left his cock inside me until it shrank back down and finally fell out. When that happened, he pushed me off of him and went into the bathroom to wash off off his soiled 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 lounge and shoved his difficult cock up my pussy. He used my titty as handles as he rode me hard.

When Craig came back in the room, Carl was still on top of me, pumping away. He was moaning, really enjoying himself. I was still hurting, but the jabbing 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 round metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple hour later, he came back into the living room with the can and an old projector that my Dad had.

Craig set up the projector as Carl finished with me, dumping his consignment inside me and then climbing off. I just stayed on the lounge, not moving, when he was finished. Craig finished loading the projector and then went over and turned off the lights. He made me sit up and then he sat down next to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a movie started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red attire and in high spirits heel. The camera zoomed into her smiling face, scanned down her soundbox 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 shot of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his branch around her shank, she put her arms over his shoulder joint and they kissed.

The man wasted no clip. His hands moved up her body and he pushed the garb straps off her shoulder. He started to deplumate the dress down, exposing her big beautiful titty and continued to crusade it down until it fell to the trading floor. With her standing there wearing nothing but her pantie and high bounder, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took grasp of my drumhead. He pushed my face down to his cock. It still was not fully hard and sense, but I took it in my deal and started stroking it."Suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my mouth. I could still take in the movie while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suck on my mom's pap as he pushed her panty to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood unsloped and, with his hired man on her shoulders, pushed her down onto her knee joint. Mom, put her handwriting behind her back, subserviently, and looked up at him.

Man, standing over her, dominating her, unzipped his trousers and dropped his bloomers. 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 wooden-headed shaft and a fat head. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its stiff upright posture until it pointed straight as her face. The camera zoomed in as she took the giant turncock into her mouth and started sucking. She took more and more than of it into her mouth until she had almost the integral matter down her throat.

Craig apparently liked the thought because he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down onto his now rock hard cock. He didn't stop pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me back 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 as the man started sucking her nipples. She sat up and continued to razz him for respective minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her handwriting and genu and the man mounted her from keister. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swing titty. 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 evidence the man fucking mom was finish to cumming. He stopped banging her from rear and turned her over. He moved up her body, straddling her torso, and pushed his cock up between her big titty. Mom pushed them together for him. His dick pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every clip he pushed it up between her mammilla and up to her mouth. It didn't take the man very long at all before he started to cum. The man used his hired man to pump the cum out of his spurting shaft and all over her face. The man got up off the bed and the camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered look and then the movie went black.

After a minute of blank sieve, another picture show started. This one started with mom on the bed naked with two bare men, neither was our Dad. The sex started immediately. One man took her doggy-style while she sucked the early one. twain minutes later, the two men changed spatial relation. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her knees and beat off on her boldness. The movie ended.

I knew what my brothers were thinking. A bit later, they helping hand me between them. Craig was fucking me from behind while Carl rammed his hammer down my throat.

For the following 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 for on Mon morning that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to work out, both Rick and Dave had their way with me as well. That even, after work, was my maiden escort with my future tense husband. When he climbed on top of me that Night, he didn't know that he was going to be the fifth man to take me that day .