For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown whisker that flows down below her articulatio humeri. Her knocker are magnanimous, full, and natural with just a wind of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful R-2 around her protruding intemperately nipples. Her tight stomach is categoric and her ass is voiceless and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of fuzz above her clit. Her puss rim are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets aroused.

I, on the former manus, am a tall, thin, mediocre looking guy, but I always keep myself in proficient shape. My upright attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very fatheaded, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my married woman, and former charwoman, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes voiced. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest cakehole.

This story is true, written from Carole's linear perspective, with some modification like names and engagement. Liberty was taken to meld some experiences so the chronicle 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 high shoal, I looked like a tom-boy. I was still minor in height, with dead Brown tomentum, dark-brown eyes and glasses. I looked nerdy. I had small A-cup breasts and narrow boy-like hips.

It was about that meter, however, that I started to prepare foreign feelings and desires. I didn't understand the way I was feeling. I was horny all the clip, 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 places a lot.

About two months into my freshman year, I got the courage up to ask for a boy over to my menage after schoolhouse. My Dad, who was raising us alone after my mom died, was still at work and both my crony had mutation 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 drawers and, when I reached over and touched his prick, he shot his wad. He was embarrassed and ran out of the home. I was alone and defeated. I tried a brace more times with other boy, but without any real success. They were all too young and stupid.

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

Dad came into my room and yelled at the boy, who quickly pulled up his pant and ran out of the house with my Dad following. I was still topless and trying to get my pants back on when he came back in. He yelled at me and then grabbed my arm. He sat down on my bed and bent me over his knee. His left arm went across my lower back and held me down. With his right hand, he pushed my pants down around my knees.

With his bare hand he started spanking my nude ass. I started crying from the painfulness, as he alternated spanking each ass brass. Eventually, he tired and his hand came to a sleep on my naked butt.

Out of hint, he said,"What have I told you about having male child over while I'm not home ? And what the Hades are you doing ? You are way too Brigham Young to bug out 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 vertebral column and his hand came up under me, across my chest. His bridge player cupped my humble breast. I could feel my mammilla harden in his hand. So could he. He squeezed my tit and then moved back and forth slightly, letting my hard tit rum over his fingers.

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

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

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

"O.K.,"the Doctor said."Relax. It will be alright. Have a arse out in the waiting surface 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 exam table."I'll be aright back."

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

For the next couple minutes, he took the normal medical readings, like my temperature, my heart rate, and took some bloodline. 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 couple minutes with a huge smiling 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 stirrups and pushed them into the time slot on the test table. He took hold of my ankles and put them in the stirrups.

Stepping back, he looked down and admired my naked body. He rubbed my hair with his paw and then moved it down my pass. It continued down onto my chest, his finger lightly moving over one of my teat, and then down onto my stomach."So youthful,"he said, as his hand moved up the inside 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 piddling as he pushed his heart digit up inside me. He looked up into my face and smiled."You are still very tight. That's good."With his digit up inside me, this thumb danced over my clit. There was a wonderful, almost electric, shock that washed over my dead body. Both of my teat instantly hardened. The Doctor smiled and laughed lightly."estimable,"he said."You are going to be a lot like your mom."

The following several transactions were both embarrassing and painful, as he inserted instruments inside me and gave me a pelvic test. 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 send for button. He spoke to his repository over the intercommunication system, telling her to broadcast in my Dad.

Then the Doctor turned back to me and with a smile on his face, he reached up and ran his hired man over my right white meat. My nipples involuntarily hardened again."Nice,"he said."You have some growing to do, but you will be wonderful."He rolled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger before letting go.

When my Dad came in, I was still naked and sitting on the board. The Doctor addressed him."She is fine,"he started."I will consume the results of the stock tests in a couple days. I also recommend you put her on the pill, just in pillowcase. The nurse will pass on you a brace sampling for while you get the preion filled. The pill won't be effective for about two weeks, so watch her closely."Dad frowned at me and nodded.

Finally the Doctor left and I got dressed. Dad took me dwelling house and made sure as shooting I took the world-class of the birth mastery pills. I was watched closely from then on. Dad never trusted me. passably sure he was right not to confide me.

Two weeks later, to the day, late that night, I woke up feeling like somebody was in the 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 oculus were unfastened and he stepped forward towards me.

He was not wearing a shirt, only a pair of shorts. As he stood in movement of me, looking down at my face, he slowly unzipped his shortstop and then let them devolve to the floor. It was the first-class honours degree meter I ever saw a man completely naked. My centre wondered down his body. He was still in pretty dear physique. His tolerant mesomorphic shoulder looked powerful and his belly 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 piddling bounteous than average, but not much, but at the sentence I thought he looked gigantic. It swung back and forth slightly as he moved. Behind the swinging prick was a large droopy set of balls.

Without oral presentation, he climbed into bed with me and laid down side by side to me. I was terrified, but didn't move. On his side with his head supported by his left hand hired hand, he looked me in the center as he pushed down the blanket to expose me. He kicked the cover version down off the bed. Next he used his right hired hand to loosen the bow in the front of my pajama bottoms. Untied, he slowly pushed my pj's and my scanty down. He stopped when they were both at my knees. His hand came back up and grabbed onto the backside of my pajama top. He had that up around my neck a couple seconds later.

I was nervous, confused, and scared as his manus came down over my chest of drawers and rested on my right breast. He squeezed humble firm boobs. My nipples hardened in his script. I had no control over them. They just grew hard under his pinch. I could see his smile widened as they did. His pinched my nipples lightly, twisting them between his ovolo and forefinger, just like the Doctor did.

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

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

The tone was amazing. I was both terrorise and in nirvana at the Saami time. I had masturbated many times before, but when someone else did it to me, it was mind-blowing. I couldn't stop myself from making diminished moaning noises. I looked up at him and he had a huge grinning on his human face as I started to cum. My full trunk convulsed. I shook with a wondrous flavour that I had never experienced before. I was completely overcome by the sensation. I didn't want the acute sexual climax 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 sexual climax, as he finished pulling my jammies bottoms and panties off. Then he climbed over me and pushed my legs apart.

He moved his soundbox up between my spread legs until the very tip of his dick was pushing at the entrance to my tight vagina. Then, with a sluggish but unfluctuating thrust, he moved his rooster up into me. The trespass surprised me. It hurt, but at the same time felt magnificent. He didn't stop pushing until he was completely buried inside me.

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

Pushing himself up with his hand, he looked down into my face as he started to pull his cock back out. Just before it was completely out, he pushed it back in. I closed my middle 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 adult female. He slammed hard into me with each deep thrust. Sometime in there I came again. As the wonderful rush of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body, my cunt gripped him tight, squeezing him as he continued to lie with me.

It was then that I saw the feel on his face. He got a looking at of total pleasure. He started breathing heavily and his middle slammed shut 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 moment later, he got up off of me."Go strip up and go to bed,"he said. He left my room.

He returned the future night, and the succeeding, and the next, and continued almost every dark for the relaxation of my time in high school.

By the time I entered my sophomore year of senior high school school, my boobs had grown a slight, growing to a 32B. I still looked like a tom-boy, with really short hair's-breadth and glasses and narrow boy-like hips.

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

One day, I left school early and came family. 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 honest-to-god brother's room. I snuck up to the room access and peeked in.

Craig, my sometime brother by one class, was the big macho football submarine eccentric. He was blonde, blue-eyed, tall and mesomorphic. 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 lady friend, a brunette with really big boobs, was on her hands and knee joint in the midsection of the bed. Craig was on his articulatio genus behind her, pounding into her hard and fast from behind. He was slamming into her so gruelling that her keister rippled from the wallop and her big pinhead bounced back and Forth River. Both of them were moaning and groaning as they fucked.

The both of them came at the Saame prison term. Craig's oral sex went back as he launched his cum into the lady friend. She panted and moaned lightly. When they were spent, they both collapsed onto the bed.

I continued to look on them. The two of them kissed and held each early tight until my brother broke devoid of her grasp and moved his aspect down to her chest. For the next respective minutes, Craig sucked her big bosom. Squeezing one with his hand while sucking on the other one. The girl watched him, with a big smile on her boldness, as he feasted on her tits.

I had never seen sex like this. Dad, and all the boys I had sex with, always did me while I was on my back. No one had really bothered to play with my piddling boobs. I hadn't really realized that other spot were available. Looking back now, I realize how naïve and innocent I was. I moved back away from the door and silently left the sign. Or so I thought. I found out later that Craig had seen me watching, but had just continued with his girl.

The future night, a Friday, Dad had to go on a line of work trip. Carl, my lilliputian buddy, got permission to go claver a supporter for the weekend, so I was alone with Craig.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ouch,"I complained.

"Oh, shut up,"he said, pulling me down the foyer. He pushed me into his elbow room and then down onto his bed. I tried to struggle, but he was way too secure. He grabbed my arm and turned me over onto my abdomen and then pulled me up onto my hands and knees. I felt him fumble with his trunks until he got them unzipped enough to give up his cock. Then it happened. He rammed his heavily tool into me from behind.

"Oh, yeah,"he panted."Tight as fuck."His putz was different from Dad's. It was a piffling longer and much fatter. He grabbed my pelvic girdle and started to bed me hard.

The position gave me a completely different whizz. Almost every thrust caused his big hanging balls to slap against my clitoris and the angle of his cock felt completely dissimilar. But it felt tremendous. The fucking started to gain me gasp and waves of pleasure moved up my body with each thrust.

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

I was in a sexual frenzy when he came. I couldn't control my trousering and moaning and my entire body shook uncontrollably in raptus, except I wasn't cumming. He shot his hot loading into me, holding himself deep inside me until he was done spurting. Then he pulled out and labour me down onto the bed. I turned to lay on my back.

"But, I haven't…"I started to plain. 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 aspect went down to my bosom and he took a nipple into his mouth. 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 toilet. I got up off the bed and picked up the towel. I wiped up the cum that was dripping down between my branch and went into my room.

It took me several more than academic term with Craig fucking me doggy-style before I learned that I can't cum in that posture. The position drives me in good order to the brink…but never pushes me over. Eventually, I would learn that rubbing my clitoris when I was in that situation, or even in effect, getting the guy to rub it, was the only way I could cum.

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

By my junior year I had filled out a lilliputian. My boobs had grown to a healthy 32C. I was still pretty skinny, but my articulatio coxae had started to get some cast. Overall, I was pretty happy with what was happening to my trunk, 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 breasts 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 play with my clit while we fucked. Dad, however, enjoyed watching me orgasm and would try to make me cum as many times as he could before he finished with me.

About half way through the year, Dad got a furtherance at work. The entirely bad contribution was that he had to process Nox switching. 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 much sleep.

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

"I don't care what you want,"he told me."Get ready or I'll hurt you."I knew he meant it, so I put on a couplet of dungaree and a sweatshirt. On the way to the political 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 company was mostly guys, with a few lady friend here and there. Craig made me keep an eye on 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 football team o'clock I had a honest buzz going on. By then all of the couples had left, leaving me the only little girl at the party with still a good numeral of guys.

Craig led me over to a group of guy cable that was sharing a joint. Craig joined in."Can I ?"I asked, my word a little slurred.

The man with the juncture in his lip looked at me and then said,"If you show me those you can."He looked down at my breast. I was drunk enough to do it. I took grip of the bottom seam of my sweatshirt and lifted it up above my teat. I held it there for a dyad 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 joint. It didn't take lots before I was both senior high school and rummy.

I started to get a little dizzy, so I sat down on the sofa. One of the guy cable 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 smile. Reaching down, he took both my tits in his hands and squeezed them. In my daze, 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 shite,"my crony responded with a laugh."Have at it."

The guy took it to heart. He took my deal and pulled me up onto my foundation, which made my psyche twisting. I blinked and staggered a piddling as he moved around behind me. Reaching around me, he took both my tits in his hands and started to fumble me. He started grinding his crotch into my ass at the same time. When I could see more clearly, I saw that several of the former guy wire were watching him fondle my still covered tits.

One of the other guys walked over and said,"These are pretty nice."His hands came up under my breast while the early guy's hands moved down to my English. The guy in battlefront of me started to play 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 postponement of the rear of my sweater and quickly lifted it up. I lifted my weapon, letting him undress me. He threw my sweatshirt to one of the other guy rope and then leaned back in. He started kissing my cervix as his hands returned to my tits.

His candy kiss and little bites sent shivers down my organic structure as he squeezed my knocker in his paw. In my haze I noticed that all the other guy rope were closer in around me. I don't know who it was, but a guy started licking my odd tit just under the mammilla and then closed his mouth around it. He sucked the nipple into his mouth.

Another guy moved in on my former tit. This Guy was not so patrician. He opened his mouth wide and took as much of my tit into it as he could and then sucked hard. For the future respective instant, guys took routine groping and sucking my tits.

Eventually, Craig stepped in."Okay, fourth dimension for me to take her family,"he said. Everyone moaned, but no one objected seriously. Craig was the biggest guy there and they all knew it."Where is her shirt ?"

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

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

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

"Yeah, you gon na fiddle 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 home. The look on Carl's aspect when we walked in was hilarious. Hammered, I laughed when I saw his face. He was in electric shock and couldn't call for his eyes off me. I stumbled into the living elbow room and sat down on the lounge, never bothering to cover myself. Craig went into his room and then the bathroom and returned with a deoxyephedrine of water and a small pill.

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

rummy and stupid, I took the oral contraceptive. It wasn't fifteen minutes later that I was feeling the effects. Within a half hour, I was on my back on the couch. I was even dizzier than before. Everything around me was clear visually, but it was like wasn't veridical. I could see, hear and feel everything, but I couldn't coordinate myself sufficiency to move or sing. Even though I tried, my physical structure was like jelly, without sinew, and my oral communication was garbled and barely audible. Craig pulled me up further onto the frame. As a test, he pinched my teat and pulled on it hard. I mumbled some gabled dustup, not capable to put words together in a time. He smiled and winked at me.

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

Carl just nodded. Carl was two years younger than me. He was nerdy, wore shabu and was the runt of the bedding material. His big crony, 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 bare tit. The touch made my nipple harden."See,"Craig said,"she likes it."

This encouraged Carl, who then started to grab both of my mamilla. A couple seconds later, he had his hand's full of tit and was squeezing. I could see the lust in his centre as he played with my tits, but I could do nothing 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 blue jean. A min later, Craig had pulled my jean 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 pants in a instant and was on the lounge between my legs. I tried to speak, but it only came out in an intelligible maunder. I watched as he maneuvered himself into place so he could push his hard rooster into my pussy. He rammed it into me.

All I could do was let him take me. I couldn't move or respond at all, but being used like that made me thrill all over. Being helpless and taken was beyond wonderful. I just watched as he went at it. The facial expression on his face as he fucked me showed his passion and lustfulness. I didn't understand it but I loved the opinion that my physical structure was being used to wee a man, or boy in this case, go crazy.

He started fucking me so hard my tits bounced all over. He watched them prompt as he fucked me. It didn't take him more than a minute before he came inside me. He panted and groaned, making all form of eldritch facial verbalism as he shot is load into me. Then, panting heavily, he got off me.

Almost immediately after Carl pulled his wet dick out of me, Craig pulled me off the couch and onto the floor. I fell onto my face. Craig mounted me from behind as I lay there on my stomach. A duo minutes later, he added his load to his chum'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 putz made me cum various times before he did.

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

That summer, I started to let my hair grow. My titty filled out a little more and so did my pelvic girdle. I started to look more like a female child than a tomboy. Sex with Dad continued as common, missional each morning when he came home from body of work.

Sex with Carl was a unlike tarradiddle. Carl was completely enamored with my titty. He developed, and still has, a major tit fetish. He played with them every time he had a hazard. While he was riding me, his hands were always on them. It was during this fourth dimension that I realized just how responsive my nipple were. They would hardened and protrude at the first pinch. Sometimes just the cerebration of them being touched, kissed, or licked was enough.

When we were out in world, Carl would always try to embarrass me by running his digit over my mammilla and making them cling out. They would become seeable even if I was wearing a dense 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 changeless, but I still had some clip to bring home some son from school. Counting the school son, Dad and my little brother, I'd say on average, I was having sex two to three clip a day.

By the metre I graduated, I had become a upright looking young lady. My tomentum had grown down to shoulder length. It was fatheaded and dark Brown. I wore link instead of eyeglasses and my boob had grown to a very respectable 32D. I still wasn't eighteen when I graduated and my gradation weren't really good enough to go to college, so I just stayed home plate and kept house for my Dad.

When I did turn 18, I moved out of the house and got a job. The first one I found was a secretary job at a belittled structure role. I had two gaffer, Dave and Rick and the three of us worked in a trailer at the work site. It only took a couple of days before I caught them eyeing me up.

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

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

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



"Well, I think you are amazing,"he said, leaning down and whispering in my ear. His hands moved down my chest and cupped my boobs, lifting them slightly in his deal. 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 knocker and then went back to fondling my mamilla. Pushing his men down inside my bra, he felt my naked tit flesh. My pap pushed out into his finger. When he felt that, he got more belligerent. He twisted and pulled lightly on the nipples. I let him do what he wanted. It felt wonderful.

What he did next, however, was not what I expected. He spun me around in my professorship. When I turned I came face to fount with his cock. He put his hands behind my head and pulled my face towards it. believe it or not, I had never really given a cock sucking before. I mean I had played with them, kissed them, licked them a picayune, 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 as shooting how to do it, and I wanted to do it right.

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

I was surprised at how easily I took the stallion affair 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 nigh 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 steady letting him control everything. Then his cock started to twitch. I could feel it start to pump cum. Not sure what to do, I guess I panicked a picayune. I pulled my chief back and his spurting peter came out of my mouth and sprayed cum all over my face.

I stared at the spurting turncock as it shot cum onto my face. My very maiden facial. I didn't think it was gross or tight at all. I liked it a lot. The hot cum splashing on me was marvellous. The smell on his face was wonderful. I was a little shocked by the abruptness of it all, but it was great.

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

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

The entire matter, of course had been planned by the two cat, but I was just too Edward Young and naive to figure that out until a great deal later.

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

"You can't wear a shirt like that here in the office,"he said with a grin."Come here."Rick pulled me over to the water spring and pushed the button. He cupped his hand and filled it with piss. I knew what he was about to do, but I didn't diaphragm him in time. The cold-blooded water made me puff as he started pouring it from his deal down onto my chest. He got another fistful and did it again. The water was freezing and he didn't point until almost all of the front of my shirt was wet.

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

"Wow,"he said, staring at my big business firm naked breasts."Those are wonderful."I just stood there topless, not knowing what to do. Then he said,"I need a video of those. Come over here."He led me back to the written matter simple machine."Put them on here,"he said, lifting the covert of the machine and patting the shabu top. He took hold of me and guided me over and put my boob on the copier. He made several written matter, moving me around on the drinking glass, before he was glad with the gibe."This is perfect,"he said."It's going up behind my desk."

He just dropped my bra and blouse onto the story, and took me into his office staff. He closed the threshold and pulled me up to him. He kissed me strong on the mouth. His workforce 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 news, he turned me around, turn me over his desk, and mounted me from behind.

I let out a pocket-sized moan when his cock pushed up into me. Grabbing grasp of my hips he started to force into me. He reached up and took hold of my titty as they swung. Squeezing them severely, he made one last thrust 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 situation. They had me wearing very revealing clothing to work so they could"get a good look"at me. I was banned from wearing bras to knead ever. Even when we had customer in the office, they would piddle sure enough that my shirt was as open as potential without completely exposing my chest."A short bit of nipple is mulct,"Dave would tell me,"but not the unanimous thing."

I thought haystack was kidding about posting the written matter of my teat 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 customer that went in there got a just spirit 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 objective. I loved the fact that I could wear upon something that would make them gaze and lust for me. I also learned a lot about giving cock sucking. Dave had me blowing him every day. Sometimes after sex, he would have me climb under his desk and spend time sucking on his spent tool, sucking his glob, or both until he was hard enough to fuck again.

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

One of the most authoritative 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 give it to them.

I did try my skilful to continue doing my work and be a in force secretary, but many time I couldn't finish things because I was giving blowjobs or getting fucked. Interesting fact is that when my future Husband telephone call and set up our first appointment, I was being fucked on Dave's desk.

I answered the phone while I was bent over the desk. I had a hard clip not moaning while I was talking to him and I had a hard time following the conversation. I even had a powerful orgasm while I was talking to him. Even while my futurity married man and I dated, I still fucked my two chief.

Not long after I moved out, my Dad died in an chance event at work. Craig came back from college for the funeral. Afterwards, the three of us returned to the theatre to estimate out what to do. The house was paid for and Dad's will left it to the three of us equally, but Craig and I agreed to commit the theatre to Carl so he had some place to know while he finished school. But we also decided that we would go through the star sign and divide up some of the property.

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

Craig yelled,"Hey, hail here. search what I found."He came running out of Dad's bedroom into the living elbow room. He put a big box on the coffee table and sat down on the sofa. I came into the elbow room and looked in the box. Carl sat down next to his big brother.

Craig pulled a big photo album out of the box and opened it up. The very starting time picture, an 8X10 color slick, was of our mom. She was completely naked and standing in the grit at a beach. In the backdrop there were several citizenry looking her management."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 dead and thin with farseeing brown hair and a beautiful face. Her most prominent characteristic was her big firm set of boobs.

Craig turned the page. The first half of the book was full page pictures of mom naked. It progressed from her just standing there, to her in sexual positions. 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 look. 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 Thomas Nelson Page. The next photo showed our mom on her hands and knees, completely nude except for some red high dog place. She was looking at the camera and one of her implements of war was positioned further back, giving the television camera an excellent view of her big hanging mamilla."She's much better looking that you are,"Craig said cruelly to me.

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

"You think ?"Craig responded, with a grinning."Let's see."Craig grabbed the hindquarters 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 strong, so I didn't have much choice. I just lifted my limb 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 skillful,"Craig said, alternating his regard between the picture and me,"or as big."

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

The next set of pictures progressed quickly from just mom naked into pornography. The next photo was of her, on a bed, with her pegleg spread and her fingers on her clit. Her pussy lips were swollen and red. They were parted undefendable with a look as she had just been used. Craig's regard went from the pic to me. I saw him get a big grin on his face. I knew what was next.

A minute later, I was sitting bare between the two of them."Even her kitty-cat is meliorate than yours,"Craig said viciously. He was doing his sound to belittle and abase me and it was working."Spread the lips,"he told me. I reached down and pulled them apart."Yeah, nowhere close as nice."

His Christian Bible were really hurting my impression, but at the same time I was getting aroused by his intervention of me. I didn't understand why him saying intend things about made me so hot, but it did. At the same time, Carl was still groping my pap were constantly. Unconsciously, I started fingering my own pussy increased the stimulation. Craig turned the pageboy in the photo album. The next photograph made me finger my clitoris even more.

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

"What a good sport,"Craig said with a grin. He continued turning Page. After several more on the two of them fucking missionary. The succeeding set was mom sitting down on him, in what I now know is reversion cowgirl. From the way her titty looked in the photos 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 dick up mom's ass.

"Oh, yeah,"Craig said. He looked at me and grinned an immorality smiling. He stood, dropped his trouser, 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 snatch. 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 cock and brought it back to the puckered tight opening of my ass. Then he pushed up with his genital organ and pulled me down at the Lapp time.

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

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

Craig didn't care. He left his prick 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 lave off his begrime 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 couch and shoved his hard cock up my pussy. He used my knocker as handle 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 thrusting of Carl's dick was starting to produce 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 enceinte round metal can that really interested him and he ran off with it. A couple mo later, he came back into the living way with the can and an old projector that my Dad had.

Craig set up the projector as Carl finished with me, dumping his onus 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 succeeding to me. He turned on the projector.

On the way a film started. It was my mom again. She looked beautiful in a sexy red dress and high dog. The camera zoomed into her smiling look, scanned down her body and then zoomed back out. When it zooming all the way out, we could all see that there was a man sitting on the bed.

"Oh, this should be estimable,"Craig said.

Mom turned towards the man and smiled. The cameraman, presumably our Dad, moved around to get a side guessing of the two of them. The man stood and approached mom. He wrapped his arms around her waistline, she put her arms over his articulatio humeri and they kissed.

The man wasted no meter. His hands moved up her body and he pushed the attire straps off her berm. He started to draw the dress down, exposing her big beautiful breasts and continued to advertise it down until it fell to the floor. With her standing there wearing nothing but her panties and gamy heels, the man leaned down and kissed her nipple.

It was about then that Craig reached over and took postponement of my question. He pushed my face down to his peter. It still was not fully hard and smelled, but I took it in my hand and started stroking it."suction me,"he demanded. I took it in my lip. I could still watch the moving-picture show while I sucked his cock.

The man continued to nurse on my mom's mammilla as he pushed her panties 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 stifle. Mom, put her hands behind her back, subserviently, and looked up at him.

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

The man pushed it down from its stiff good placement until it pointed straight as her facial expression. The photographic camera zoomed in as she took the monster putz into her lip and started sucking. She took more and more of it into her sassing until she had almost the entire thing down her throat.

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

When Craig let me plunk for up, I looked back over at the film and saw mom on top of the man. She was riding him. She looked directly into the Lens as the man started sucking her nipples. She sat up and continued to ride him for several minutes before he pushed her off him. She got onto her hands and knee joint and the man mounted her from arse. As he fucked her, he reached around and played with her big swing tits. The man started to get more into it, pounding her harder and pulling her hair.

Craig pushed my head down again and held me there. His shaft twitched in my throat. When he let me back up, I could tell the man fucking mom was close to cumming. He stopped banging her from seat and turned her over. He moved up her dead 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 principal every meter he pushed it up between her tit 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 paw to pump the cum out of his spurting cock and all over her face. The man got up off the bed and the camera zoomed in on mom's cum covered face and then the movie went black.

After a second 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. Couple arcminute later, the two men changed side. It wasn't long before they both pulled out of her, pushed her down onto her knees and vex off on her brass. The movie ended.

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

For the succeeding 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 work on Monday dayspring 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 body of work, was my kickoff engagement with my future tense husband. When he climbed on top of me that night, he didn't know that he was going to be the 5th man to withdraw me that day .