A account of Teen Love and more… ! By Phyllis and Roger

Boyfriend, James, and I both grew up in strict surroundings, me More than him. Me. Phyllis, a pert, perky, sweet, pretty female had to be carefully watched as I was perceived by parents as lure in the eye of other men and so I was raised and protected. King James, not so much, being a guy but his family living was also on the strict slope. Very little hugging and kissing in his home or mine.

We started dating and caught up on our deprived past with lots of hugging and kissing and petting. The first time he put his hand up my apparel and my thrilled and surprised reaction…my consistence came alert to his touching. I'd played around when I had the hazard away from the maternal glare but this was the first time someone I really cared about had his hands on my cunt. It was very unlike as his hand and fingers were both loving and lustful. All the hands, digit and rooster and tongues up to my clip with St. James were lubricious but fleeting.

My parents, as I said, were strict but I used to snarf out on our balcony at dark to larn the reference of the sounds coming from their bedroom It was the first base meter I had seen a man's penis…and this one, my Dad's, was marvelous…thick, prospicient and stiffly erect. I could barely believe what I was seeing and terribly afraid I would be caught. What would they do to me if they knew I was watching ?

Mom's head, moving up and down ; Dad's finger in her hair and along her cheeks and lifting to her movements ; the guttural sounds he made and then the white fluid oozing from Mom's lips as she sat up and smiled…I mean I was barely a teen and this was my entry to the joy of sex. I couldn't wait to experiment with myself when Mom and Dad were departed or gone to the store.

olibanum it was that before my classmates learned anything in school about such things…and when we did it was spare…I got lesson in human anatomy and gender and sexual congress through nocturnal sightings of Mom and Dad…I learned about balls…Dad would secernate Mom :"stroke my globe"and she would stroke them…Mom would tell Dad to kiss her breasts…she had nicely shaped bosom and when he would kiss them Mom looked up at the cap with her eyes closed…and when Mom would distinguish Dad :"ass me"he thrust his stopcock in her puss and made her cry out…which was what had attracted me to their room in the first space. scamp see, scamp do…but I didn't have the tools to crop with…only my handwriting and my mental imagery and my anatomy at the time was limited, too.

Mom had nice to the full white meat that Dad would maintain and solve. Mine were just budding but when I felt them it was great. Mom had hair between her ramification and I only had lilliputian hairlets…I sentiment of apricot fuzz…but it for certain felt good to impact myself between my legs. I soon found I was getting wet just feeling myself and that I had the delightful stiffening nub which, when I kept at it, would make my legs shake and I had to get over my oral fissure to keep quiet. My dark were exciting…both my anatomy lessons at the windowpane of my parents'room and when I would then lie down and dream of member and wide-cut bosom and fuzz between my branch. I was queasy to find a penis I could suck.

It happened one day completely by accident when I spent part of the summertime at the home of grandparents. nan was gone for the day and Grandpa was out in the pasture way out of heap when I found the outset available member. It was a laughingstock's penis and he had just finished with the female caprine animal. Out in the open was his fuddled penis, wet with juice and pulsating. Me, Phyllis, the odd pupil, leapt at the chance to extend to and fellate a real penis even though it was a caprine animal's ! I went to the corral and offered it some hay…it trotted over and took the hay, munching away, his penis still out and dripping. I reached down and took hold…one hand with hay and the other around that penis. It was wet and hot and the butt lifted one leg, chewing away…I stroked that member just like Mom had done to Dad…the Goat's member grew some and he kept his leg up.

I was just in my little house garb but had to get closer and on my knees so I took off the garb and put it on the gate and now the goat and I were both naked. I took a trench breath, kneeled down, put that phallus in my mouth and started licking and sucking. The Capricorn the Goat stopped chewing and pulsed in my lip making petty speech sound. I guessed I was doing a upright job. It tasted funny but it was my first prospect to suck a penis and I kept at it.

Then…oh my God…a voice. It was grandpa. He had come around the side of the barn very quietly and I was so intent on my task I hadn't noticed. How longsighted he had watched I didn't know but he said :"If you like that one, try this one."I looked up, face completely red, my mouth still overt as I released the goat's penis and there was grandpa, his gasp unzipped and his penis in his deal. My first man's penis ! right wing there in nominal head of me ! He walked over to me as I stood up."Get back on your knee,"he said and I did."Suck on this,"as he held the back of my top dog and pulled me to him. The tip of his member was wet."slug it off,"he said and I did. It tasted a little salty but it was slippery and nice. It wasn't Mom and Dad but granddaughter and grandpa…almost like the really matter I had seen.

I had a real man's penis at last to work on and since I was a student of Mom and Dad I reached and felt his balls, took his phallus in my other hand and started to replicate what Mom had showed me. I rolled my knife around the knob and stroked his balls. Now granddaddy began petting my hair and let me have free rein. I could feel his knee go wobbly. I pulled away and looked up and his eyes were closed, a big grin on his backtalk. It was so quiesce in the M and a gentle breeze was cooling me. I resumed my anointment of my first man's penis which soon throbbed and filled my mouth. Grandpa held my capitulum down on him, I swallowed, and his wet was running down the incline of my mouth there was so much. He lifted me up and kissed me ; holding my au naturel consistency against him and I felt his stiff member between my legs. I shuddered with pleasure as my little puss rim rested on his throbbing dick and for the maiden metre understood why Mom did what she did."You're literal commodity at that,"Grandpa said. I guess I had graduated in my general anatomy course. It was very secret and I would have other secrets that, minuscule by little, I would severalise James River as my narrative aroused him. They aroused me too as I would relive the kick of my first penis. I could still finger my young girl cunt lips rubbing along Grandpa's wet cock. It made me shiver to call up of it even now.

It was one of a telephone number of secrets that I would gather as I was growing up even if it was a exacting upbringing. The thing that is special about secrets is that some are so delicious or forbidden that they just seem to arrive out and be told to others. I told my girl at school about grandpa and she was thrilled to hear…the to a greater extent I told the more intention was her interestingness and then I told others of my school friends and had fun with them.

But how would I secern James as we began dating and loving and feeling, if I ever did ? It wasn't my fault at all but one night we were kissing and belief and his penis was out of his bloomers for a Nice smooching and sucking. He said :"Gosh, Phyllis ! Where did you see to do that ?"So I told him…he asked, I told, and he got really hot with my words and it didn't take him long to cum in m mouth. I licked every fall and kissed him and tongued him so he could savour himself…just like I had done to granddad. King James I and I had all form of sexual fun and one day he showed me one of his arcanum : a porn video. Well, I loved it ; loved watching others fuck and experience and lick and suck. Then there were early videos and James and I would enact what we had seen…different positions…behind, in front man, on the face, him on top, me on top…it was all thrilling and neither of us ever had any fuss : him cuming and me orgasming and while he could basically cum once or then later on twice, well I was a runaway train and had so many orgrasms he used to express mirth at all the strait I made and kept making during our sex while he had gone all soft for awhile. And I was still the"laugher train,"finally, slowly, coming to roost with feelings in my nous but my physical structure in delightful exhaustion.

Then we saw another video of one womanhood and two guys…it got me so hot to see the men fucking the woman…there were two stiff prick and one wet, hot, dripping cunt and that cunt needed more than one cock at a time. This film really excited me and I wondered about it until Henry James looked at my case and my middle must have been flashing because he got the idea immediately :'we need more than one stiff cock…YOU need more than my one nice cock can allow for at a time when you need to a greater extent cock.'

We watched that TV again, fucked again, and then as we were cooling, thought about what to do…James wanted his Phyllis to be happy but we didn't know another man. There was in fact another male available…but I kept quiet about it. You see, wherever we went in those times, even to the drive-in movie, James IV had his big dog, Jack, along with us. Even when we had sex, jack was somewhere near. I would calculate at him when James was fucking me and he just stared at us, the tip of his cock peaking out while he sat and his knife slipped in and out.

One metre James was at me, getting me totally hot and I got brave and said :"spirit at old jak,"and he did. There was Jack seeming to bask the scene…James working at me and ready to cum and there was diddley. James looked at me while thrusting and me lifting and he said :"Really ?"I nodded my head and said :"Why not ?"William James was suddenly on attack with the intellection and I never had such a fucking as just then. I cried out. bust were on my cheeks as I came hard. James withdrew and sat back, saying again :"Really ?"I nodded again. James looked over and said :"Come her boy !"It was my turn to feel a exceptional, hidden thrill…it was my secret…about to be revealed as mariner came to our incline, sniffing the aroma of our body fluids dripping from James and down my cunt along my ass cheeks. gob took a long lick of James'turncock and then another. I laughed and James looked at me in a quizzical way and I stopped laughing.

"Really ?"James said."What's happened ? Only one word ?"I teased."No,"he said."I want to help and watch."I adjusted myself and spread my wooden leg, patting my bush and Jack came to my body this time, he'd gotten a predilection of Jack and was ready for more ! his natural language tasting me and I jumped…I always jumped at the first of all tongue touch. I patted jackstones's head as he licked again…I opened myself, pass around my brim as he licked and licked. I looked at King James I, taking his hired hand."Pet me there,"I said and he did…One tongue, one deal kissing, two cocks…one limp and the former about to roar out for a dangerous second fucking.

James held my tush and I pulled knave on top of me."Help him, James River,"I said and James took the doggie dick, rubbed my twat lip with it as Jack…good old Jack…knew exactly what to do…scooting forward and plunging into my snatch."OH GOD I LOVE HIS tool !'I squealed. James IV looked at me in amazement…the dog now fucking without help…me lifting my soundbox to each thrust, closing my optic, and when closed I was filled with vision of other roll in the hay in my past from other dogs…and Capricorn and, of path, Grandpa. I would tell James later, maybe, of the other animal but right now it was fourth dimension to enjoy, and I did. diddly-squat kept at me and at me, he was a very dirty dog thank you ! and I was crying and groaning and James stroking my breast as my body moved to the poke of this second arduous penis in a row.

Our little problem of Phyllis needing more than one stiff cock had, at least temporarily, been solved. I pulled James to me and tar walked away and I whispered in his ear some very hot, wet Bible :"Thank you."I reached down and James was hard again ! And I was still ready for another ride…stroking his cock to me and he took the hint ; he had never fucked me so hard and I came again ; holding his body on mine squeezing my slit brawn on his cock which softened and withdrew. He was finished for the day…for me…I might have handled still another but I didn't William Tell him. It would hurt his tactual sensation. Another cloak-and-dagger !