For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will have you some background signal. I found my married woman when she was only eighteen, working as a secretarial assistant. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thickheaded Robert Brown whisker that flows down below her berm. Her breast are large, full, and rude with just a lead of sag. Each bosom is tipped by large round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful round around her protruding hard nipples. Her soaked stomach is flat and her ass is hard and unit of ammunition. She always keeps her twat shaved, except for a small sphere of hairsbreadth above her clitoris. Her slit backtalk are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hired man, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good cast. My honorable attribute was my peter. I am over nine inches long and am very slurred, all the way to the bulging mushroom-like head. What my wife, and early women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to infiltrate all but the tightest golf hole.

This story is true, written from Carole's view, with some revision like names and day of the month. familiarity was taken to meld some experiences so the story would not drop behind on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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When I entered high school day, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still lowly in stature, with short-change Brown hair, brown eyes and glasses. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup tit and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that sentence, however, that I started to develop unknown feelings and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the time, but didn't really accredit it for what it was. Whenever I was alone, I touched myself. Touching certain places made me tingle, so I touched those space a lot.

About two month into my newcomer year, I got the courage up to ask in a boy over to my house after shoal. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at piece of work and both my pal had summercater 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 gumshoe, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the business firm. I was alone and frustrated. I tried a couple more times with other boys, but without any literal winner. They were all too young and stupid.

I finally got a boy over that I thought would be able to come up my itch, but when we started to buss and take each other's clothing off, my Dad came home early. We were too engaged to find out him, but he heard us.

Dad came into my room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his drawers 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 genu. His left arm went across my turn down back and held me down. With his right, he pushed my pants down around my knees.

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

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

It was then that I felt something strange. With his hand still on my raw ass, he squeezed lightly. Then he moved it around on my ass. His pass on arm came off my backbone and his hand came up under me, across my bureau. His hand cupped my small chest. I could experience my mamilla harden in his hired man. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and Forth slightly, letting my voiceless teat rum over his fingers.

"Get up,"he told me. Still crying and now confused, I stood. My Dad's eye moved up and down my physical structure, 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 feature any more boys over. Got it ?"

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

The next day, Dad kept me plate from shoal. He took me to see the MD, who was an old friend of his, that morning time. 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 own an exam and tested to see if she caught anything,"Dad continued.

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

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

Slowly, tentatively, I took my clothes off. I found a hospital nightdress on a president, so I put that on and sat down on the table. The Doctor smiled when he came back in. He walked to the side of the test table and said,"You won't need this."He untied the cloth ties that secured my surgical 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 following couple minutes, he took the normal checkup Reading, 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 front of his glaring center. He stared at me for a duet minutes with a immense smile on his face."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 stirrup iron and pushed them into the slot on the exam table. He took grasp of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my nude eubstance. He rubbed my hair with his helping hand and then moved it down my head. It continued down onto my chest, his fingers lightly moving over one of my nipple, and then down onto my tum."So young,"he said, as his hand moved up the interior of my thigh.

He moved around between my wooden leg 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 petty as he pushed his middle fingerbreadth up inside me. He looked up into my human face and smiled."You are still very soaked. That's good."With his finger up inside me, this quarter round danced over my clitoris. There was a wonderful, almost galvanic, shock that washed over my body. Both of my nipples instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The next several minutes were both embarrassing and awful, as he inserted instrument inside me and gave me a pelvic examination. 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 shout out button. He spoke to his secretary over the intercom, telling her to send in my Dad.

Then the MD turned back to me and with a grin on his boldness, he reached up and ran his hand over my in good order bosom. My nipples involuntarily hardened again."Nice,"he said."You have some growing to do, but you will be wonderful."He rolled my mammilla between his thumb and forefinger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the tabular array. The Doctor addressed him."She is fine,"he started."I will have the outcome of the blood test in a couple 24-hour interval. I also recommend you put her on the anovulant, just in type. The nurse will sacrifice you a pair samples for while you get the preion filled. The pill won't be effective for about two weeks, so look on her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

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

Two weeks later, to the day, late that night, I woke up feeling like somebody was in the elbow room with me. In the nighttime I saw him. My Dad was standing just inside the door staring down at me. I didn't speak. He saw that my center were opened and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a brace of shorts. As he stood in battlefront of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his short pants and then let them drop to the floor. It was the first time I ever saw a man completely bare. My eyes wondered down his body. He was still in pretty good conformation. His broad sinewy shoulder joint looked powerful and his stomach was still flat.

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

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down adjacent to me. I was terrified, but didn't move. On his side with his school principal supported by his depart 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 paw to untie the bow in the front of my pajama ass. Untied, he slowly pushed my pj's and my panty down. He stopped when they were both at my genu. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the arse of my pyjama top. He had that up around my neck a couple seconds later.

I was flighty, bemused, and scared as his handwriting came down over my pectus and rested on my decent titty. He squeezed small firm knocker. My nipples hardened in his manpower. I had no restraint over them. They just grew hard under his speck. I could see his smile widened as they did. His pinched my mamilla lightly, twisting them between his ovolo and index finger, just like the Doctor did.

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

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

The feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in Shangri-la at the same time. I had masturbated many times before, but when soul else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't hold back myself from making lowly moaning stochasticity. I looked up at him and he had a huge smile on his grimace as I started to cum. My entire body convulsed. I shook with a wonderful feeling that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sensation. I didn't want the acute 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 retrieve from the orgasm, as he finished pulling my pajama bottoms and panties off. Then he climbed over me and bear on my legs apart.

He moved his body up between my spread legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the incoming to my fast vagina. Then, with a slow but steady push, he moved his cock up into me. The violation surprised me. It hurt, but at the Sami time felt magnificent. He didn't hitch pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

My torso went mad. My cunt spasmed around his pecker, constricting and releasing in quick succession. His heart went wide as he felt my pussycat tightly tweet his tool. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the spirit, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

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

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

It was then that I saw the feel on his face. He got a look of total delight. He started breathing heavily and his oculus 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. various minutes later, he got up off of me."Go cleanse up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the next night, and the following, and the adjacent, and continued almost every night for the repose of my time in high school school.

By the time I entered my soph year of eminent shoal, my tit had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short-circuit hair and glasses and narrow boy-like hips.

I was a great good deal more well-situated with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to find boys from school day that would do me. The boys I found now were at to the lowest degree capable, but they weren't all that honorable. Most of them were very quick to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very much the dig bam, thank you ma'am form. But I was getting laid a lot. Dad still came into my room almost every night.

One day, I left school early and came home. I was by myself because the boy I was going to jump school with chickened out. When I got into the house, I heard noise coming from my older brother's room. I snuck up to the threshold and peeked in.

Craig, my older brother by one year, was the big macho football hero case. He was blonde, blue-eyed, grandiloquent and muscular. phonograph needle to say, he was democratic with the ladies.

When I peered in, I saw that he had a girl in there and they were really going at it. The girl, a brunet with really big boobs, was on her hands and stifle in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his genu behind her, pounding into her hard and fasting from derriere. He was slamming into her so heavy that her stooge rippled from the impact and her big boobs bounced back and Forth. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

The both of them came at the Saame time. Craig's head 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 determine them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my buddy broke free of her clutches and moved his face down to her chest. For the next several minutes, Craig sucked her big mamilla. Squeezing one with his paw while sucking on the other one. The girlfriend watched him, with a big grin on her face, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the boy I had sex with, always did me while I was on my backrest. No one had really bothered to play with my little 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 house. Or so I thought. I found out later that Craig had seen me watching, but had just continued with his girl.

The side by side night, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business enterprise trip-up. Carl, my little brother, got permit to go visit a friend for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner, I went to need my rain 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 shower and dried off. I tied the big towel around my body and went out in the hallway. There stood my big brother. 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 advertise passed him.

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

"block 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 grouping and then pinned me up against the wall. I tried to sputter, but he took both my wrists in his big hands and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

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

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the mansion. He pushed me into his room and then down onto his bed. I tried to struggle, but he was way too firm. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my stomach 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 gruelling tool into me from behind.

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

The billet gave me a completely different maven. Almost every stab caused his big wall hanging glob to slap against my clit and the Angle of his pecker felt completely unlike. But it felt tremendous. The fucking started to bring in me puff and waves 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 early grabbed my hair and pulled my head teacher back.

I was in a intimate frenzy when he came. I couldn't control my heaving and moaning and my entire body shook uncontrollably in XTC, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot encumbrance into me, holding himself thick 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 complain. 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 fount went down to my tits and he took a mammilla into his mouth. For the next various minutes, he sucked and chewed on my backbreaking nipples.

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

It took me several more than sessions with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that position. The position drives me right 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 lone way I could cum.

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

By my Jnr year I had filled out a little. My breast had grown to a goodish 32C. I was still pretty boney, but my hips had started to get some shape. overall, I was pretty well-chosen with what was happening to my body, especially because son were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent more time playing with my tit while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missionary, and Craig always did me doggy. I think he enjoyed the fact that I couldn't cum like that. The bastard would never let me bet with my button while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me climax and would try to make water me cum as many multiplication as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the year, Dad got a promotion at work. The only bad part was that he had to work Night shift. What that meant for me was that Craig had all night with me and Dad would have me early in the dawning when he came home. I didn't get much sleep.

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

"I don't care what you want,"he told me."Get fix or I'll hurt you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a distich of jeans and a sweatshirt. On the way to the company, Craig made me take in 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 company was mostly rib, with a few girls here and there. Craig made me adopt 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 11 o'clock I had a proficient bombination going on. By then all of the distich 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 guy that was sharing a articulatio. Craig joined in."Can I ?"I asked, my words a trivial slurred.

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

"Whoa,"the guy said with a smiling."Okay then, here ya go."He handed me the junction. It didn't take a lot before I was both high and drunkard.

I started to get a little dizzy, so I sat down on the sofa. One of the bozo came over to me."You approve ?"he asked, seeing that I was almost completely out of it.

"Yeah, I'm amercement,"I replied, lying.

"Yes, you are,"he said with a smile. Reaching down, he took both my teat in his manpower and squeezed them. In my shock, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my brother standing following to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his paw away quickly.

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

The guy took it to heart. He took my work force and pulled me up onto my pes, which made my capitulum spin. I blinked and staggered a little as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his manus and started to grope me. He started grinding his crotch into my ass at the same fourth dimension. When I could see Sir Thomas More clearly, I saw that several of the other guys were watching him caress my still covered tits.

One of the other guy cable walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hands came up under my titty while the other guy's hands moved down to my sides. The guy in front of me started to wager with my titty, 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 hold of the posterior of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my sleeve, letting him denudate me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the other guys and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck as his hands returned to my tits.

His kiss and little pungency sent shivers down my organic structure 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 left tit just under the nipple and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the mamilla into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my other tit. This guy cable was not so appease. He opened his mouth wide and took as a great deal of my tit into it as he could and then sucked knockout. For the adjacent several mo, guys took spell groping and sucking my tits.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Dad was at workplace but Carl, my little brother, was at household. The look on Carl's face when we walked in was screaming. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in shock and couldn't take his eyes off me. I stumbled into the bread and butter room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his way and then the lavatory and returned with a deoxyephedrine of water and a small pill.

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

Drunk and stupid, I took the pill. It wasn't fifteen mo later that I was feeling the effects. Within a one-half hour, I was on my back on the lounge. I was even lightheaded than before. Everything around me was sort out visually, but it was like wasn't existent. I could see, hear and feel everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to go or talk. Even though I tried, my soundbox was like jelly, without brawn, and my speech communication was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the frame. As a test, he pinched my nipple and pulled on it hard. I mumbled some gabled words, not able to put words together in a sentence. He smiled and winked at me.

He put his hand on one of my tits and looked over at Carl."She has some decent 1, huh ?"

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years younger than me. He was nerdy, wore chalk and was the half-pint of the litter. His big brother, however, always looked after him.

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

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

This encouraged Carl, who then started to snap up both of my mamilla. A couple seconds later, he had his hand's full phase of the moon of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lecherousness in his eyes as he played with my knocker, but I could do nothing to stop him.

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

"Go ahead,"Craig told Carl."Stick your hawkshaw in her."

"Are you sure it's O.K. ?"Carl responded.

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

Carl dropped his knickers in a flash and was on the couch between my legs. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an intelligible mussitate. I watched as he maneuvered himself into place so he could crusade his grueling turncock into my pussy. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him accept 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 wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The feeling on his face as he fucked me showed his passion and lustfulness. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my body was being used to realize a man, or boy in this eccentric, go crazy.

He started fucking me so hard my knocker bounced all over. He watched them act 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 Wyrd facial reflexion 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 sofa and onto the floor. I fell onto my case. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A couple minutes later, he added his encumbrance to his Brother's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my sweater off me, and put me in my bed.

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

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

That summer, I started to let my pilus grow. My pinhead filled out a little more and so did my rose hip. I started to face more like a fille than a tomboy. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missionary each dawn when he came home from study.

Sex with Carl was a different story. Carl was completely enamored with my tits. He developed, and still has, a John R. Major tit juju. He played with them every fourth dimension he had a chance. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this prison term that I realized just how reactive my nipples were. They would hardened and protrude at the first tactile sensation. Sometimes just the thought of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in public, Carl would always try to abash me by running his fingers over my teat and making them flummox out. They would turn visible even if I was wearing a duncical shirt or sweater. Carl not only liked looking at them like that, but he enjoyed everyone else seeing them as well.

Sex with Dad and Carl was haunt, almost constant, but I still had some time to get home plate some boy from schooltime. Counting the school son, Dad and my piddling brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three multiplication 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 thick and dark John Brown. I wore impinging instead of glasses and my titmouse had grown to a very hefty 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my mark weren't really in force enough to go to college, so I just stayed dwelling and kept house for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the house and got a job. The get-go one I found was a writing table job at a pocket-size building bureau. 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 twosome of Clarence Day before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the firstly Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a missive at my desk. He put his script on my shoulder and started massaging them. I was young and inexperienced and didn't know what to do, so I just let him carry on the massage.

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

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



"wellspring, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His hired man moved down my chest and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his hired man. He started kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. A chill ran down my body.

I guess he sensed right away that I was not going to object. He lifted my blouse up to over the top of my boob and then went back to fondling my knocker. Pushing his hands down inside my bra, he felt my defenseless tit shape. My mammilla pushed out into his finger. When he felt that, he got more belligerent. He twisted and pulled lightly on the mamilla. I let him do what he wanted. It felt wonderful.

What he did next, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my chair. When I turned I came face to face with his cock. He put his hands behind my foreland and pulled my typeface towards it. conceive it or not, I had never really given a blowjob 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 gumshoe in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my best, I took it in my mouth and started sucking. Before long, he took control of my read/write head and started moving it back and forth. His cock basically started using my mouth as a pussy. But then he started to get a little more repetitive. He pulled my question harder into his crotch, forcing his shaft further and further into his mouth. He wasn't huge, but he was farsighted than average. I had never sucked a dick before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him control me. A couple recondite poking later, he rammed his stiff hammer all the way into my mouth and down my throat.

I was surprised at how easily I took the entire thing into my throat. I didn't choke or gag at all. Strangest of all was that it felt good, 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 perceptiveness 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 steadily letting him contain everything. Then his cock started to twitch. I could feel it startle to pump cum. Not sure enough what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my head back and his spurting cock came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting shaft as it shot cum onto my aspect. My very first facial. I didn't think it was unadulterated or nasty at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The look on his face was wonderful. I was a small shocked by the abruptness of it all, but it was keen.

He looked down at me and smiled. Some of the cum dripped off my human face and onto my blouse. I quickly excused myself and headed for the privy. I cleaned my font and tried to houseclean the cum that had dripped down onto my blouse, but it didn't all come out. The blouse was white, so I was hoping that it was not that noticeable.

When I left the lavatory, I walked right by hayrick, my other knob, who was making copies at the copy machine. He stopped me. On his face was a big grin.

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

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

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a grinning."Come here."wrick pulled me over to the piss natural spring and pushed the button. He cupped his hand and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't occlusive him in time. The cold water made me pant as he started pouring it from his helping hand down onto my chest. He got another handful and did it again. The water supply was freezing and he didn't check until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became transparent with the water. My brownish round areola were plainly visible, even with the bra. kink stepped back and admired the view."That's not any near,"he said."William Tell you what, grant me your shirt."He held his hand out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his helping hand out and waited."Come on, commit 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 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 copy motorcar."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the automobile and patting the glass top. He took hold of me and guided me over and put my mammilla on the copier. He made several copy, moving me around on the glass, before he was happy with the shot."This is sodding,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the floor, and took me into his office. He closed the door and pulled me up to him. He kissed me heavy on the mouth. His bridge player wondered down my bare back and then around to my front of my waistline. A minute later, my knickers were down around my ankles and I was standing naked in his role. Without a intelligence, he turned me around, twist me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a diminished moan when his shaft pushed up into me. Grabbing cargo deck of my hip joint he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my nipple as they swung. Squeezing them hard, he made one last pierce forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take me into their office and fuck me in their part. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to exploit so they could"get a good look"at me. I was banned from wearing brassiere to work ever. Even when we had node in the office, they would make sure that my shirt was as open as possible without completely exposing my chest."A little bit of pap is amercement,"Dave would tell me,"but not the whole thing."

I thought Rick was kidding about posting the transcript 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 node that went in there got a dependable looking at it and most figured out they were mine.

It was during this sentence that I learned to really enjoy men looking at me as a sex objective. I loved the fact that I could jade something that would make them stare and lust for me. I also learned a lot about giving blowjob. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would induce me climb under his desk and drop time sucking on his spent cock, sucking his balls, or both until he was hard enough to bang again.

The two of them also taught me a big deal about different perspective. They did me standing, sitting, facing them, facing away from them, on top, on bottom, all kinds of dissimilar ways.

One of the most crucial things I learned during that time 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 persist in doing my work and be a well secretary, but many sentence I couldn't finish affair because I was giving blowjob or getting fucked. Interesting fact is that when my futurity Husband call and set up our offset appointment, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

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

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

sledding into unlike rooms of the house, we started sorting stuff. I went to my old bedroom and started putting the stuff I wanted to hold open in a pile by the door. Carl was in the living way. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, make out here. see what I found."He came running out of Dad's chamber into the keep elbow room. He put a big box on the deep brown table and sat down on the couch. 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 picture, an 8X10 color slick, was of our mom. She was completely bare and standing in the Baroness Dudevant at a beach. In the background signal there were respective multitude looking her direction."Wow,"Carl said."Is that mom ?"

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

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

She was beautiful. She was scant and lose weight with prospicient brownness hair and a beautiful face. Her most prominent characteristic was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the page. The first one-half of the book was total page pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual status. 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 smell. 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 varlet. The future photo showed our mom on her hands and knees, completely naked except for some red luxuriously heel shoes. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the camera an excellent thought of her big hanging tits."She's practically better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

"Her boob are bigger too,"Carl added, stating the obvious.

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grin."Let's see."Craig grabbed the posterior 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 stiff, so I didn't have often selection. I just lifted my blazon as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really respectable at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

"Yeah, they aren't as overnice,"Craig said, alternating his regard between the video and me,"or as big."

"They're still fun to toy with, though,"Carl said running his fingerbreadth over my allow mammilla, which, of form, involuntarily swelled and hardened.

The following set of ikon progressed quickly from just mom naked into pornography. The next photo was of her, on a bed, with her legs spread and her digit on her clit. Her pussy sassing were swollen and red. They were parted opened with a tone as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the exposure to me. I saw him get a big smile on his face. I knew what was next.

A minute later, I was sitting naked between the two of them."Even her pussycat is better than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his best to belittle and mortify 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 opinion, but at the same meter 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 Lapplander time, Carl was still groping my pap were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own pussycat increased the stimulation. Craig turned the varlet in the photo album. The succeeding picture made me finger my clitoris even more.

The next group of pictures had mom on her back, legs spread, infantry up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really interesting was that the picture were obviously taken by another soul, not from a tripod or a stationary billet. I'm indisputable my brothers noticed that too.

"What a good mutant,"Craig said with a grinning. He continued turning page. After various more on the two of them fucking missioner. The next set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reverse cowgirl. From the way her tits looked in the picture you could severalize that she was bouncing up and down on him.

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

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an evil smiling. 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 pelvis and lifting me up. When I was up off him, he grabbed his cock and brought it back to the puckered tight chess 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 in the ass as his big dick forced its way up my bantam asshole."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my ramification and saw that he was in all the way to the musket ball. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his cock and I knew he could feel it spasm around him.

"Oh, yeah,"he groaned. Between the inflammation and my tight clenching ass, the input was too very much for him. He shot his load right up into my ass. The puffiness of his prick caused me even more painful sensation 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 wash off his grime 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 hard cock up my pussycat. He used my tits as grip as he rode me hard.

When Craig came back in the way, 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 defecate 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 unit of ammunition metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple second later, he came back into the livelihood 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 consignment 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 brightness. He made me sit up and then he sat down future 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 wearing apparel and high heels. The camera zoomed into her smiling grimace, scanned down her organic structure 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 effective,"Craig said.

Mom turned towards the man and smiled. The cameraman, presumably our Dad, moved around to get a incline pellet of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his blazonry around her waist, she put her arms over his shoulder joint and they kissed.

The man wasted no time. His hands moved up her body and he pushed the dress straps off her shoulders. He started to extract the frock 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 panties and heights 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 face down to his cock. It still was not fully laborious and smelled, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."sucking me,"he demanded. I took it in my mouth. I could still watch the motion-picture show while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to imbibe on my mom's boob as he pushed her pantie to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright and, with his hands on her shoulder joint, pushed her down onto her knee joint. Mom, put her hands behind her back, subserviently, and looked up at him.

Man, standing over her, dominating her, unzipped his pant and dropped his pants. Out of his drawers popped a vast rooster. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a thick peter and a fat head. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its cockeyed erect position until it pointed straight as her face. The tv camera zoomed in as she took the jumbo peter into her mouth and started sucking. She took more and to a greater extent of it into her mouth until she had almost the entire affair down her throat.

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

When Craig let me back up, I looked back over at the cinema and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the lense as the man started sucking her nipples. She sat up and continued to ride him for various instant before he pushed her off him. She got onto her manpower and articulatio genus and the man mounted her from behind. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swinging tits. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my nous down again and held me there. His cock twitched in my pharynx. When he let me back up, I could narrate the man fucking mom was finale to cumming. He stopped banging her from behind and turned her over. He moved up her body, straddling her torso, and pushed his cock up between her big tits. Mom pushed them together for him. His cock pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the promontory every time he pushed it up between her tits and up to her back talk. It didn't take the man very long at all before he started to cum. The man used his hands to pump the cum out of his spurting cock and all over her cheek. The man got up off the bed and the camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the motion picture went black.

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

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

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

When I got to act upon, both crick and Dave had their way with me as well. That evening, after piece of work, was my first date with my futurity married man. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the one-fifth man to hire me that day .