For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will pass on you some background. I found my married woman when she was only 18, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long dense Brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are heavy, full, and born with just a wind of sag. Each breast is tipped by tumid round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her nasty stomach is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her kitty-cat shaved, except for a small sphere of hairsbreadth above her clit. Her kitty lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets commove.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, cut, middling looking guy, but I always keep myself in good physical body. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like pass. What my married woman, and former fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes voiced. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the sozzled holes.

This story is true, written from Carole's perspective, with some alteration like epithet and particular date. liberty was taken to combine some experiences so the floor would not drag 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 highschool school day, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still small in stature, with short brown hair, browned optic and spectacles. I looked nerdy. I had little A-cup breasts and narrow boy-like hips.

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

About two calendar month into my freshman year, I got the courage up to invite a boy over to my house after school. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at study and both my crony had athletics after school. I thought the boy, who was a class older, knew what he was doing, but he didn't.

We kissed and I got naked. He dropped his bloomers and, when I reached over and touched his dick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the planetary house. I was alone and bedevil. I tried a couple more times with other boys, but without any actual success. They were all too untested and stupid.

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

Dad came into my elbow room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his pants and ran out of the house with my Dad following. I was still topless and trying to get my pant 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 knee. His left-hand arm went across my lower dorsum and held me down. With his right hand, he pushed my pants down around my knees.

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

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

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

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

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

The next day, Dad kept me habitation from schooltime. He took me to see the Doctor, who was an old admirer of his, that morning. When we were called back, Dad told the Doctor,"I caught her with some boy."The Doctor smiled at me. I was totally embarrassed."She needs to have an 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 option you back in when we are done."Dad turned and left me there.

The doctor looked at me for a arcminute and then said,"Take all your clothes off and get up on the table."He patted the paper covered exam table."I'll be justly back."

Slowly, tentatively, I took my clothes off. I found a hospital nightgown on a chairwoman, so I put that on and sat down on the board. The Dr. smiled when he came back in. He walked to the slope of the exam table and said,"You won't need this."He untied the cloth ties that secured my gown and pushed it off one shoulder joint than the other. The gown fell to my lap. He pulled it off me and threw it over to the chairperson where I found it.

For the next couple bit, he took the normal medical indication, like my temperature, my heart charge per unit, and took some pedigree. Then he said,"Lay down."I did. I felt so vulnerable, laying there naked in front man of his glaring eye. He stared at me for a couple minutes with a huge smile on his side."You know,"he said finally,"I was your mom's Doctor as well."He seemed to reminisce for a minute of arc and then he picked up the stirrups and pushed them into the slots on the exam tabular array. He took grasp of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

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

He moved around between my pegleg 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 short as he pushed his middle finger up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very pissed. That's good."With his digit up inside me, this thumb danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, jolt that washed over my body. Both of my mamilla instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."Good,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The adjacent several mo were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted legal document 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 call push button. He spoke to his writing table over the intercom, telling her to station in my Dad.

Then the doctor turned back to me and with a smile on his face, he reached up and ran his manus over my mightily knocker. 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 index finger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the table. The doc addressed him."She is fine,"he started."I will own the answer of the rakehell tryout in a twosome Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. I also recommend you put her on the pill, just in case. The nurse will establish you a couple sample distribution for while you get the preion filled. The contraceptive pill won't be in effect for about two weeks, so determine her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the doc left and I got dressed. Dad took me home and made sure as shooting I took the first of the birth ascendency lozenge. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. moderately for sure he was right not to trust me.

Two hebdomad later, to the day, late that night, I woke up feeling like someone was in the way with me. In the dark I saw him. My Dad was standing just inside the door staring down at me. I didn't speak. He saw that my eyes were unfold and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a pair of trunks. As he stood in front of me, looking down at my fount, he slowly unzipped his shortstop and then let them dismiss to the floor. It was the inaugural time I ever saw a man completely au naturel. My eyes wondered down his body. He was still in pretty good cast. His wide hefty shoulders looked powerful and his tum 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 bigger than norm, but not lots, but at the time I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging shaft was a tumid droopy set of balls.

Without speaking, he climbed into bed with me and laid down adjacent to me. I was terrified, but didn't motility. On his side with his headspring supported by his go away paw, he looked me in the eyes as he pushed down the cover to uncover me. He kicked the covers down off the bed. Next he used his right hand to undo the bow in the front of my pajama bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pajama and my panty down. He stopped when they were both at my stifle. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the bottom of my pajama top. He had that up around my neck a couple seconds later.

I was nervous, confused, and scared as his helping hand came down over my thorax and rested on my correct breast. He squeezed pocket-sized firm titty. My nipples hardened in his hands. I had no control over them. They just grew heavy under his feeling. I could see his smile widened as they did. His pinched my nipple lightly, twisting them between his ovolo and forefinger, just like the physician did.

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

His paw eventually left my boobs and moved down my organic structure. 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 pollex, he started rubbing my clit.

The feeling was amazing. I was both terrified and in heaven at the Saami prison term. I had masturbated many multiplication before, but when someone else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making little moaning noises. I looked up at him and he had a huge grin on his human face as I started to cum. My intact body convulsed. I shook with a fantastic feeling that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sense experience. I didn't want the intense 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 jammies posterior and step-in off. Then he climbed over me and press my legs apart.

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

My body went mad. My pussy spasmed around his cock, constricting and releasing in quick chronological succession. His eyes went wide as he felt my pussy tightly thrust his tool. He just left it still, firmly buried inside me, enjoying the feeling, as he lifted my shirt and finished taking it off over my head.

Pushing himself up with his hands, he looked down into my side as he started to pull his prick 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 receive woman. He slammed hard into me with each deep thrust. Sometime in there I came again. As the fantastic upsurge of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body, my twat gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to sleep together me.

It was then that I saw the look on his grimace. He got a spirit of sum pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his eyes 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. Several second later, he got up off of me."Go cleanse up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the succeeding Nox, and the adjacent, and the next, and continued almost every night for the rest period of my time in highschool school.

By the time I entered my second-year yr of high school, my boobs had grown a little, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really unawares haircloth and looking glass and nail down boy-like hips.

I was a great deal more comfortable with my Dad fucking me by then, but I still went out to notice boy from school that would do me. The boys I found now were at least open, but they weren't all that full. to the highest degree of them were very quick to cum and didn't really worry about me orgasming. They were very often the slam 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 on and came home base. I was by myself because the boy I was going to skip school with chickened out. When I got into the house, I heard noise coming from my older crony's room. I snuck up to the door and peeked in.

Craig, my older brother by one year, was the big macho football hero eccentric. He was blonde, blue-eyed, magniloquent and brawny. 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 missy, a brunette with really big dumbbell, was on her hands and articulatio genus in the middle of the bed. Craig was on his stifle behind her, pounding into her hard and fast from behind. He was slamming into her so voiceless that her buttocks rippled from the impact and her big dumbbell bounced back and forth. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

The both of them came at the Lapplander 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 watch them. The two of them kissed and held each other tight until my brother broke free of her clutches and moved his face down to her chest. For the future several minutes, Craig sucked her big tits. Squeezing one with his hired hand while sucking on the other one. The girl watched him, with a big smiling on her fount, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the son I had sex with, always did me while I was on my back. No one had really bothered to trifle with my little breast. I hadn't really realized that other positions were uncommitted. 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 next night, a Friday, Dad had to go on a business organization misstep. Carl, my little brother, got permit to go visit a champion for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

That night after dinner, I went to film my exhibitor. I didn't see it, but when I was in the shower Craig cracked open the door 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 body and went out in the hallway. There stood my big sidekick. I tried to walk passed him to get to my room, but he moved into the way, blocking me.

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

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

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

But he didn't motion. 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 loyal and inviolable. He threw the towel to the group and then pinned me up against the bulwark. I tried to shin, but he took both my wrists in his big handwriting and pushed them back against the wall. I stopped fighting.

He stepped back slightly and looked down my naked dead body."You sure aren't much to look 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 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 knee. I felt him botch up with his shorts until he got them unzipped enough to unloose his dick. Then it happened. He rammed his hard cock into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His rooster was different from Dad's. It was a niggling farsighted and practically fatter. He grabbed my pelvic arch and started to jazz me hard.

The position gave me a completely unlike adept. Almost every driving force caused his big hanging testicle to slap against my clit and the angle of his dick felt completely dissimilar. But it felt howling. The piece of ass started to make me gasp and Wave 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 hips and on hand grabbed my berm while the other grabbed my tomentum and pulled my head word back.

I was in a intimate frenzy when he came. I couldn't command my panting and moaning and my entire trunk shook uncontrollably in X, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot consignment into me, holding himself deeply 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 quetch. I hadn't cum.

"So what ?"he said, cruelly."I don't care."He laid down on the bed next to me and retain me pinned down. His nerve went down to my tits and he took a nipple into his lip. For the next several minutes, he sucked and chewed on my hard nipples.

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

It took me several more school term 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 memorise that rubbing my clit when I was in that position, or even better, getting the guy to rub it, was the sole way I could cum.

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

By my next-to-last year I had filled out a little. My boobs had grown to a respectable 32C. I was still pretty skinny, but my hips had started to get some shape. Overall, I was pretty happy with what was happening to my soundbox, especially because boys were looking at me all the time.

Dad and Craig both appreciated it too. Both of them spent more time acting with my breasts while they were fucking me. Dad was still a traditional guy and always fucked me missional, and Craig always did me doggy. I think he enjoyed the fact that I couldn't cum like that. The motherfucker would never let me play with my clit while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me orgasm and would try to name me cum as many times as he could before he finished with me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The man with the joint in his lip looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my pap. I was drunk enough to do it. I took wait of the undersurface crinkle of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my pap. I held it there for a couplet seconds, letting everyone see them before I lowered it back down.

"Whoa,"the guy said with a smile."O.K. then, here ya go."He handed me the joint. It didn't take very much before I was both high school and rummy.

I started to get a piddling dizzy, so I sat down on the couch. One of the Guy came over to me."You approve ?"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 smiling. Reaching down, he took both my tit in his men and squeezed them. In my daze, I just smiled up at him. Then he looked and saw my Brother standing next to him."Oh, I'm sorry,"he said, pulling his hands away quickly.

"I don't fall in a diddly-shit,"my brother responded with a gag."Have at it."

The guy took it to heart. He took my hands and pulled me up onto my feet, which made my read/write head tailspin. I blinked and staggered a little as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his hands and started to grope me. He started grinding his crotch into my ass at the Same clip. 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 other guys walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His handwriting came up under my tits while the early guy's hands moved down to my sides. The guy in front of me started to bet with my tits, lifting them and then letting go to watch them bounce. As he did it, my teat 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 prat of my perspirer and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my sleeve, letting him strip me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the other cat and then leaned back in. He started kissing my neck as his deal returned to my tits.

His buss and little sharpness sent shivers down my organic structure as he squeezed my teat in his hands. In my haze I noticed that all the early guys were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my leftfield tit just under the nipple and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my former tit. This guys was not so patrician. He opened his oral fissure wide and took as much of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the next several min, guys took spell groping and sucking my tits.

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

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

Someone had taken my jumper and cut big holes in it. When Craig put it back on me, my teat popped right out of the holes. 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 play with them yourself ?"one guy joked.

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

Dad was at work but Carl, my footling sidekick, was at home. The look on Carl's case when we walked in was screaming. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in jar and couldn't take his middle off me. I stumbled into the living room and sat down on the couch, never bothering to handle myself. Craig went into his way and then the lavatory and returned with a glass of body of water and a small pill.

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

Drunk and dolt, I took the pill. It wasn't fifteen minutes later that I was feeling the effects. Within a one-half hour, I was on my back on the couch. I was even light-headed than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't real. I could see, hear and feel everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself enough to locomote or talk. Even though I tried, my torso was like jelly, without muscles, and my speech was garbled and barely hearable. Craig pulled me up further onto the redact. As a psychometric test, he pinched my mammilla and pulled on it difficult. I mumbled some gabled words, not able to put Book together in a judgment of conviction. He smiled and winked at me.

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

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years younger than me. He was nerdy, wore ice and was the runt of the bedding material. His big sidekick, however, always looked after him.

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

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

This encouraged Carl, who then started to snap up both of my tits. A couple seconds later, he had his hand's full of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lustfulness in his eyes as he played with my knocker, but I could do goose egg to stop him.

Craig watched for a while and then he said,"Here, check this out."He moved Carl out of the way and unsnapped my denim. A instant later, Craig had pulled my denim 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 dick in her."

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

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

Carl dropped his gasp in a split second and was on the couch between my legs. I tried to verbalise, but it only came out in an intelligible mumble. I watched as he maneuvered himself into blank space so he could advertize his concentrated cock into my slit. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him exact me. I couldn't motility or respond at all, but being used like that made me thrill all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The tone on his face as he fucked me showed his cacoethes and lust. I didn't understand it but I loved the feeling that my body was being used to realise a man, or boy in this case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so hard my titmouse bounced all over. He watched them propel as he fucked me. It didn't take him Sir Thomas More than a minute before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all kind of eldritch facial face as he shot is load into me. Then, panting heavily, he got off me.

Almost immediately after Carl pulled his wet dick out of me, Craig pulled me off the couch and onto the floor. I fell onto my fount. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A span min later, he added his load to his sidekick's. When they both recovered, they picked me up, took what was left of my sweater off me, and put me in my bed.

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

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

That summer, I started to let my hairsbreadth grow. My tit filled out a little more and so did my rose hip. I started to wait more like a lady friend than a romp. Sex with Dad continued as usual, missional each dawn when he came home from work.

Sex with Carl was a different story. Carl was completely enamored with my tits. He developed, and still has, a John Major tit fetish. He played with them every prison term he had a chance. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this time that I realized just how responsive my nipples were. They would hardened and protrude at the first touch. Sometimes just the thought 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 nipples and making them sting out. They would become visible even if I was wearing a thickset shirt or sweater. Carl not only liked looking at them like that, but he enjoyed everyone else seeing them as well.

Sex with Dad and Carl was frequent, almost incessant, but I still had some clock time to lend base some boys from school. Counting the school male child, Dad and my little brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three times a day.

By the time I graduated, I had become a good looking Danton True Young lady. My hair had grown down to shoulder duration. It was thick and dark brown. I wore contacts instead of chicken feed and my tits had grown to a very goodish 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my grades weren't really upright enough to go to college, so I just stayed base and restrain business firm for my Dad.

When I did turn eighteen, I moved out of the theatre and got a job. The maiden one I found was a secretary job at a little building federal agency. I had two bosses, Dave and Rick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the work site. It only took a pair of days before I caught them eyeing me up.

Early afternoon on the first Friday, Dave came up behind me as I sat and typed a alphabetic character 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 go 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.



"Well, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His workforce moved down my chest and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his hands. He started kissing my neck opening and rubbing my boob. 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 hands down inside my bra, he felt my raw tit flesh. My tit pushed out into his fingers. When he felt that, he got more aggressive. He twisted and pulled lightly on the pap. 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 human face to typeface with his cock. He put his hand 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 little, but normally, all the sex I had ever had was a guy sticking his dick in my vagina and pounding away. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't really sure how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

Trying my salutary, I took it in my backtalk and started sucking. Before long, he took control of my caput and started moving it back and forth. His cock basically started using my oral fissure as a pussy. But then he started to get a little more insistent. He pulled my pass harder into his crotch, forcing his cock further and further into his mouth. He wasn't huge, but he was long than average. I had never sucked a tool before, let alone a seven-inch one. But I let him control me. A couple deep thrusts later, he rammed his unshakable hammer 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 truelove letting him control everything. Then his hammer started to pinch. I could find it commence to pump cum. Not sure what to do, I guess I panicked a little. I pulled my headland back and his spurting hammer came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting stopcock as it shot cum onto my brass. My very first facial. I didn't think it was gross or filthy at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was wonderful. The look on his case was terrific. I was a little shocked by the precipitousness of it all, but it was smashing.

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

When I left the john, I walked right by Rick, my other party boss, who was making copy at the copy car. He stopped me. On his grimace was a big grin.

The entire thing, of course had been planned by the two guy wire, but I was just too young and primitive to figure that out until much later.

"What's that on your shirt ?"he asked, pointing at the cum spotlight."Come here,"Rick continued."Let me see."He ran his fingers over the mark, several of which, coincidently, were on my boobs. His fingers stopped directly on top of my forget nipple."This looks like you have been a naughty young woman,"he said, pushing his finger's breadth into my dope. My nipple responded instantly to his touch.

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a grinning."cum here."hayrick pulled me over to the water fount and pushed the push. He cupped his bridge player and filled it with water. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't stop him in sentence. The insensate water supply made me gasp as he started pouring it from his hand down onto my thorax. He got another handful and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't blockage until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

The blouse became see-through with the water. My brown round areola were plainly visible, even with the bra. Rick stepped back and admired the view."That's not any safe,"he said."Tell you what, establish me your shirt."He held his paw out."I'll see if we can dry it off."He stood there, with his hand out and waited."Come on, give it to me,"he repeated. He acted impatient and reached over and lifted my blouse up. For some reason, I just let him exact 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 firm naked breasts."Those are wonderful."I just stood there topless, not knowing what to do. Then he said,"I need a mental picture of those. Come over here."He led me back to the copy political machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the cover of the machine and patting the looking glass top. He took clench of me and guided me over and put my tits on the copier. He made several copies, moving me around on the spyglass, before he was happy with the jibe."This is perfect,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the base, and took me into his office. He closed the door and pulled me up to him. He kissed me severely on the back talk. His hands wondered down my naked back and then around to my front line of my waistline. A minute later, my pants were down around my ankles and I was standing naked in his office. Without a word, he turned me around, bent me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a minor groan when his prick pushed up into me. Grabbing hold of my hips he started to thrust into me. He reached up and took hold of my tits as they swung. Squeezing them hard, he made one lowest force forward and came deep inside me.

From then on, almost every day, one or both of them would take in me into their office and fuck me in their office. They had me wearing very revealing habiliment to bring so they could"get a thoroughly look"at me. I was banned from wearing bras to work out ever. Even when we had clients in the office, they would make sure that my shirt was as open up as possible without completely exposing my breast."A little bit of nipple is amercement,"Dave would tell me,"but not the all thing."

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

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

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

One of the most important things I learned during that meter 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 hand it to them.

I did try my estimable to continue doing my study and be a right secretary, but many times I couldn't finish thing because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. interesting fact is that when my future hubby call 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 intemperate time not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a hard time following the conversation. I even had a potent orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my hereafter husband and I dated, I still fucked my two hirer.

Not long after I moved out, my Dad died in an fortuity at work. Craig came back from college for the funeral. Afterwards, the three of us returned to the star sign to figure out what to do. The family was paid for and Dad's will go away it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to open the house to Carl so he had some plaza to endure while he finished shoal. But we also decided that we would go through the theater and divide up some of the property.

passing into dissimilar rooms of the house, we started sorting stuff. I went to my old sleeping room and started putting the material I wanted to keep on in a sight by the door. Carl was in the keep elbow room. Craig had gone into Dad's room and was going through the closet.

Craig yelled,"Hey, come here. take care what I found."He came running out of Dad's bedroom into the living room. He put a big box on the java table and sat down on the lounge. I came into the room and looked in the box. Carl sat down adjacent to his big brother.

Craig pulled a big pic album out of the box and opened it up. The very outset image, an 8X10 colouring material slick magazine, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the sand at a beach. In the scope there were various people looking her direction."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 poor and thin with foresighted brown hairsbreadth and a beautiful face. Her most prominent characteristic was her big firm set of boobs.

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

I was still standing following to them and looking from afar. Craig looked up at me."Sit down,"he said, with a demanding musical note. 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 succeeding photo showed our mom on her deal and knee joint, completely defenseless except for some red high heel shoes. She was looking at the camera and one of her arms was positioned further back, giving the camera an excellent prospect of her big hanging tit."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 smile."Let's see."Craig grabbed the freighter of my t-shirt and lifted it up."Take this off,"he demanded. He already had it up above my bra when he said it. He was big and unassailable, so I didn't have much choice. I just lifted my arms as he pulled it off. Carl quickly unsnapped my bra, he was getting really good at that, and pulled it off. So there I sat, topless, between my two brothers.

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

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

The next set of characterization progressed quickly from just mom naked into pornography. The side by side photo was of her, on a bed, with her peg spread and her fingers on her button. Her pussy lip were swollen and red. They were parted out-of-doors with a look as she had just been used. Craig's gaze went from the photograph to me. I saw him get a big smile on his face. I knew what was next.

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

His word of honor were really hurting my flavor, but at the same time I was getting aroused by his treatment of me. I didn't understand why him saying hateful matter about made me so hot, but it did. At the same prison term, Carl was still groping my tits were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own snatch increased the foreplay. Craig turned the page in the photo album. The future mental picture made me feel my clitoris even more.

The following group of delineation had mom on her back, peg spread, feet up in the air, with Dad pounding into her. What was really matter to was that the photographs were obviously taken by another soul, not from a tripod or a stationary view. I'm for certain my brother noticed that too.

"What a good sport,"Craig said with a grin. He continued turning Page. After several more than on the two of them fucking missionary. The adjacent set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is blow cowgirl. From the way her tit looked in the photograph you could tell that she was bouncing up and down on him.

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

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an malefic grin. He stood, dropped his pants, and then sat back down. His prick was rigid 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 putz would go straight into my cunt. I sat down on him.

"Oh, no, you don't,"he said, grabbing my hip and lifting me up. When I was up off him, he grabbed his rooster and brought it back to the puckered tight opening of my ass. Then he pushed up with his genitalia 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 arse."Please…"I begged."No…stop…please…"I looked down between my legs and saw that he was in all the way to the balls. He held me down tight. My ass clenched hard around his peter and I knew he could finger it spasm around him.

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

Craig didn't aid. He left his hammer inside me until it shrank back down and finally fell out. When that happened, he pushed me off of him and went into the privy to wash off his bemire cock.

As soon as Craig left the way, Carl, who was naked by now, climbed on top of me. He pushed me back on the couch and shoved his grueling cock up my snatch. He used my nipple as grip as he rode me hard.

When Craig came back in the elbow room, Carl was still on top of me, pumping away. He was moaning, really enjoying himself. I was still hurting, but the thrusting of Carl's tool was starting to make me block about the pain.

While Carl fucked me, I watched Craig as he started digging deeper in the box that had the photo record album in it. He found a large round metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple min 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 payload 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 lights. He made me sit up and then he sat down following to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a moving picture started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red dress and high hound. The camera zoomed into her smiling cheek, scanned down her torso 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 weaponry around her waist, she put her arms over his shoulders and they kissed.

The man wasted no time. His deal moved up her torso and he pushed the dress straps off her berm. He started to pull the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to drive it down until it fell to the base. With her standing there wearing nothing but her step-in and eminent heels, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took cargo area of my head. He pushed my face down to his cock. It still was not fully concentrated and smelled, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."Suck me,"he demanded. I took it in my mouth. I could still find out the film while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to suckle on my mom's mammilla as he pushed her step-in to the floor. As soon as she was naked, the man stood upright and, with his hands on her shoulders, pushed her down onto her knees. Mom, put her hands behind her back, subserviently, and looked up at him.

Man, standing over her, dominating her, unzipped his trouser and dropped his pants. Out of his pants popped a huge cock. I had never seen one so big. Not only was it really long, but it had a thick shaft and a fat chief. Mom looked really excited about it too.

The man pushed it down from its stiff upright spatial relation until it pointed straight as her face. The camera zoomed in as she took the behemoth cock 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 mind because he put his handwriting on the backrest of my heading and pushed me down onto his now rock arduous cock. He didn't check pushing until it was all the way in.

When Craig let me punt up, I looked back over at the moving picture and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the lens as the man started sucking her tit. She sat up and continued to ride him for respective moment before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hands and articulatio genus and the man mounted her from behind. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swinging mammilla. 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 prick twitched in my pharynx. When he let me back up, I could tell apart the man fucking mom was closing to cumming. He stopped banging her from behind and turned her over. He moved up her soundbox, straddling her torso, and pushed his pecker up between her big nipple. Mom pushed them together for him. His cock pushed up between them. She licked and sucked the head every prison term he pushed it up between her tit and up to her mouth. 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 facial expression. The man got up off the bed and the television camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the movie went black.

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

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

For the following two days they kept me locked up in my room. wellspring, 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 work on Mon break of the day that they finally let me go, but not until they both fucked me again.

When I got to work, both hayrick and Dave had their way with me as well. That even, after work, was my first date with my future husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the fifth part man to call for me that day .