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Secret Life [by Anonymous] PART 2

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My godfather (whose fortune I afterwards inherited) was very fond of me; somewhere about this time he used perpetually to be saying, “When you get to school, don’t you follow any of the tricks yourself, that other boys do, or you will die in a mad-house; lots of boys do.” And he told me some horrible tales; it was done in a mysterious way. I felt there was a hidden meaning, and not having knowledge of what it was, asked him. I should know fast enough, said he, but mark his words. He repeated this so often, that it sunk deeply into my mind, and made me uneasy, something was to happen to me, if I did something–I did not know what–it was intended as a caution against frigging, and it had good effect on me I am sure in various ways in the after time.
One day talking with Fred, I recollected what I had done to the governess. I had kept it to myself all along for fear. “What a lie,” said he. “I did really.” “Oh! ain’t you a liar,” he reiterated, “I’ll ask Miss Granger.” The same governess was with us then.
At this remark of his, an absolute terror came over me, the dread was something so terrible, that the recollection of it is now painful. “Oh don’t, pray don’t, Fred,” I said, “oh if Papa should hear!” He kept on saying he would. I was too young to see the improbability of his doing anything of the sort. “If you do, I’ll tell him what we did when the pedler woman piddled.” He did not care. “Now, it’s a lie, isn’t it, you did not feel her cunt?” In fear, I confessed it was a lie. “I know it was,” said Fred. He had kept me in a state of terror about the affair for days, till I told a lie, to get quit of the subject.
I was evidently always secret, even then, about anything amorous, excepting with Fred (as will be seen) and have continued so all my life. I rarely bragged, or told anyone of my doings; perhaps this little affair with the governess, was a lesson to me, and confirmed me in a habit natural to me from my infancy. I have kept to myself everything I did with the opposite sex.
We now frequently examined our pricks, and Fred jeered me so about my prepuce being tight, that I resolved that no other boy should see it; and though I did not keep strictly to that intention, it left a deep-seated mortification on me. I used to look at my prick with a sense of shame, and pull the prepuce up and down, as far as I could constantly, to loosen it, and would treat other boys’ cocks in the same way, if they would let me, without expecting me to make a return; but the time was approaching when I was to learn much more.
One of my uncles, who lived in London, took a house in the country for the summer near Hampton-Court Palace. Fred and I went to stay there with them. There were several daughters and sons, the sons quite young. People then came down from London in vans, carts, and carriages of all sorts, to see the Palace and grounds (there was no railway), they were principally of the small middle classes, and used to picnic, or else dine at the taverns when they arrived; then full, and frisky, after their early meal, go into the parks and gardens. They do so still, but times were different then, so few people went there comparatively; fewer park-keepers to look after them, and less of what is called delicacy, amongst visitors of the class named.
Our family party used to go into the grounds daily, and all day long nearly, if we were not on the river banks. Fred winked at me one day, “let’s lose Bob,” said he, “and we’ll have such a lark.” Bob was one of our little cousins, generally given into our charge. We lost Bob purposely. Said Fred, “if you dodge the gardiners, creep up there, and lay on your belly quietly, some girls will be sure to come, and piss, you’ll see them pull their clothes up as they turn round, I saw some before you came to stay with us.” So we went pushing our way among shrubs, and evergreens, till a gardiner, who had seen us, called out, “You there, come back, if I catch you going off the walks, you’ll be put outside.” We were in such a funk, Fred cut off one way, I another, but it only stopped us for that day. Fred so excited me about the girls’ arses, as he called them, that we never lost an opportunity of trying for a sight, but were generally baulked. Once or twice only we saw a female squat down, but nothing more, till my mother and Fred’s came to stop with us.
Fred’s mother, mine, the girls, Fred and I went into the Park gardens, one day after luncheon. A very hot day, for we kept in the shady walks, one of which led to the place where women hid themselves to piss. My aunt said, “Why don’t you boys go and play, you don’t mind the sun,” so off we went, but when about to leave the walk, turned round and saw the women had turned back. Said Fred, “I’m sure they are going to piss, that’s why they want to get rid of us.” We evaded the gardiners, scrambled through shrubs, on our knees, and at last on our bellies up a little bank, on the other side of which was the vacant place on which dead leaves and sweepings were shot down. As we got there, pushing aside the leaves, we saw the big backside of a woman, who was half standing, half squatting, a stream of piss falling in front of her, and a big hairy gash, as it seemed, under her arse; but only for a second, she had just finished as we got the peep, let her clothes fall, tucked them between her legs, and half turned round. We saw it was Fred’s mother, my aunt. Off aunt went. “Isn’t it a wopper,” said Fred, “lay still, more of them will come.”
Two or three did, one said, “you watch if anyone is coming,” squatted and piddled, we could not see her cunt, but only part of her legs, and the piddle splashing in front of her. Then came the second, she had her arse towards us, sat so low, that we could not even see the tips of her buttocks. Fred thought it a pity they did not stand half up like his mother. On other occasions, we went to the same place, but though I recollect seeing some females’ legs, don’t recollect seeing any more. Nevertheless the sights were very delightful to us, and we used to discuss his mother’s “wopper” and the hair, and the look of the gash, but I thought there must be some mistake, for it was not the idea I had formed of a cunt.
Fred soon after stopped with us in town, we had been forbidden to go out together, without permission, but we did, and met a boy bigger than either of us, who was going to bathe. “Come and see them bathing,” he said. My father had refused to take me to the public baths. Disregarding this, Fred and I paid our six pence each, and in we went with our friend; we did not bathe, but amused ourselves with seeing others, and the pricks of the men. None, as far as I can recollect, wore drawers in those days, they used to walk about hiding their prides generally, with their hands, but not always. I was astonished at the size of some of them, and at the dark hair about them, and on other parts of their bodies. I wondered also at seeing one or two, with the red tip showing fully, so different from mine. All this was much talked over by us afterwards, it was to me an insight into the male make and form. Fred told me, he had often seen men’s pricks in their fields, and in those days, living in the country as he did, I dare say it was true, but I don’t recollect ever having seen the pricks of full grown men, or a naked man before in my life.
It must have been in the summer of that same year, that I went after this to spend some days at my aunt’s at H…ds…e…, Fred’s mother. We slept in the some room, and sometimes got up quite at daybreak to go fishing. One morning Fred had left something, in one of his sisters’ rooms and went to fetch it, though forbidden to go into the girls’ bedrooms. The room in question was opposite to ours. He was only partly dressed, and came back in a second, his face grinning. “Oh! come Wat, come softly, Lucy and Mary are quite naked, you can see their cunts, Lucy has some black hair on hers.” I was only half dressed, and much excited by the idea of seeing my cousins’ nudity. We both took off our slippers, and crept along through the door half open, then went on our knees! But why we did so, to this day I don’t understand, and so crept to the foot of the bed, then raising ourselves, we both looked over the footboard.
Lucy, fifteen years old, was laying half on her side, naked from her knees to her waist, the bed-clothes kicked off (I suppose through heat), were dragging across her feet and partly laying on the floor; we saw her split, till lost in the closed thighs, she had a little dark short hair over the top of her cunt, and that is all I can recollect about it.
Mary-Ann by the side of her, a year younger only, laid on her back, nacked up to her navel, just above which was her night-gown in a heap and ruck; she had scarcely a sign of hair on her cunt, but a vermillion line, lay right through her crack. Projecting more towards the top, where her cunt began, she had what I now know was a strongly developed clitoris; she was a lovely girl and had long chestnut hair.
Whilst we looked she moved one leg up in a restless manner, and we bobbed down, thinking she was awaking; when we looked again, her limbs were more open, and we saw the cunt till it was pinched up, by the closing of her buttocks. In fear of being caught, we soon crept out, closed the door ajar, and regained our bedroom, so delighted that we danced with joy, as we talked about the look of the two cunts; of which, after all, we had only had a most partial, rapid glimpse.
Lucy was a very plain girl, and was so as a woman. She had, I recollect, a very red bloated looking face as she lay (it was so hot); she it was, who in afterlife my mother cautioned about leaving her infant son to a nursemaid.
Mary-Ann was lovely. I used afterwards to look and talk with her, thinking to myself: “Ah! you have but little idea, that I have seen your cunt.” She was unfortunate; married a cavalry officer, went to India with him, was left at a station unavoidably by her husband, who was sent on a campaign, for a whole year; could not bear being deprived of cock, and was caught in the act of fucking with a drummer boy, a mere lad. She was separated from him, came back to England, and drank herself to death. She was a salacious young woman, I think from what I recollect of her, and am told, was afterwards fucked by a lot of men; but it was a sore point with the family, and all about her was kept quiet.
One of Lucy’s sons, in after years, I saw fucking a maid in a summer-house: both standing up against a big table; I was on the roof. Many years before that, I fucked a nurse-maid, she laying on that table, in the very same summer-house, as I shall presently tell.
Fred and I used to discuss the look of his sisters’ and mother’s cunts, as if they had belonged to strangers. The redness of the line in Mary-Ann’s quim astonished us. I do not recollect having even then, formed any definite notion of what a girl’s cunt was, though we had seen the splits, but had still, and till much further on, the notion that the hole was round, and close to where the clitoris is, having no idea then of what a clitoris was, though we had got an Aristotle and used to read it greedily; the glimpse of the two cunts were but momentary, and our excitement confused our recollections.
Fred and I then formed a plot to look at another girl’s cunt; who the girl was, I don’t know, it may have been another of Fred’s sisters, or a cousin by another of my aunts, but I think not; at all events she was stopping in aunt’s house, and from her height, which was less than that of Fred and myself, I should think a girl of about eleven or twelve years of age. I scrupulously avoid stating anything positively, unless quite certain. Some years afterwards when we were very young men, we did the same thing with a female cousin (but not his sister), as I shall tell.
There was haymaking. We romped with the girl, buried each other in hay, pulled each other out, and so on. I was buried in the hay and dragged out by my legs by Fred and the girl. Then Fred was: then we buried the girl, and as Fred pulled her out he threw up her clothes, I lay over her head, which was covered with hay. Fred saw, winked and nodded. It came to my turn again to be buried, and then hers; I laid hold of her legs and pulling them from under the hay, saw her thighs, I pushed her knees up, and had a glimpse of the slit, which was quite hairless. My aunt and others were in the very field, but had no idea of the game we were playing, the girl romping with us, had no idea, that we were looking at her cunt, and an instantaneous peep only it was.
What effect sensuously, these glimpses of cunt, had on me, I don’t know; but have no recollection of sexual desire, nor of mine nor Fred’s cock being stiff. I expect that what with games, and our studies, that after all the time we devoted to thinking about women, was not long, and curiosity our sole motive in doing what we did. I clearly recollect our talking at that time about fucking, and wondering if it were true or a lie. We could repeat what we had read, and heard, but it still seemed improbable to me that a cock should go up a cunt, and the result be a child.
Then a passionate liking for females came over me; I fell in sort of love with a lady who must have been forty, and had a sad feeling about her, that is all I recollect. Then I began to follow servants about, on the hope of seeing their legs, or seeing them piddle, or for some undefined object: but that I was always looking after them, I know very well.
Then (I know now) my father got into difficulties, we moved into a smaller house, the governess went away, I was sent to another school, one of my brothers and sisters died; my father went abroad to look after some plantations, and after a year’s absence came back and died, leaving my mother, in what compared with our former condition, were poor circumstances, but this in due course will be more fully told.
I think I went to school, though not long before what I am going to tell of happened, but am not certain, if so, I must have seen boys frigging; yet as far as I can arrange in my mind the order of events, I first saw a boy doing that, in my own bed-room at home.
I was somewhere, I suppose, about thirteen years of age, when a distant relative came from the country, to stay with us, until he was put to some great school. He was the son of a clergyman, and must have been fifteen, or perhaps sixteen years old, and was strongly pitted with the small-pox. I had never seen him before, and took a strong dislike to him; the family were poor, this boy was intended for a clergyman. I was excessively annoyed, that he was to sleep with me, but in our small house, there was just then no other place for him.
How many nights he slept in my bed, I don’t recollect, it can have been but few; One evening in bed he felt my prick; repulsing him at first, I nevertheless afterwards felt his, and recollect our hands crossing each other and our thighs being close together. Awaking one morning, I felt his belly up against my rump, and his feeling or pushing his prick against my arse, putting my hand back, I pushed him away; then I found it pushing quickly backwards and forwards between my thighs, and his hand, passed over my hips, was grasping my cock. Turning round, I faced him; he asked me to turn round again, and said I might do it to him afterwards, but nothing more was done. An unpleasant feeling about sleeping with him is in my memory, but as said, I disliked him.
The next night undressing, he showed me his prick, stiff, as he sat naked on a chair; it was an exceedingly long, but thin article; he told me about frigging, and said he would frig me, if I would frig him. He commenced moving his hand quickly up and down, on his prick, which got stiffer and stiffer, he jerked up one leg, then the other, shut his eyes and altogether looked so strange, that I thought he was going to have a fit; then out spurted little pasty lumps, whilst he snorted, as some people do in their sleep, and fell back in the chair with his eyes closed; then I saw stuff running thinner over his knuckles. I was strangely fascinated as I looked at him, and at what was on the carpet, but half thought he was ill; he then told me it was great pleasure, and was eloquent about it. Even now, as it did then, the evening seemed to me a nasty unpleasant one, yet I let him get hold of my prick and frig it, but had no sensation of pleasure, he said, “your skin won’t come off, what a funny prick;” that annoyed me, and I would not let him do more; we talked till our candle burnt out; he stamped out the sperm on the carpet, saying the servants would think we had been spitting. Then we got into bed.
Afterwards he frigged himself several times before me, and at his request I frigged him, wondering at the result, and amused, yet at the same time much disgusted. When frigging him one day; he said it was lovely to do it in an arse-hole, that he and his brother took it in turns that way: it was lovely, heavenly! would I let him do it to me. In my innocence I told him, it was impossible and that I thought him a liar. He soon left us and went to college. I saw him once or twice after this, in later years, but at a very early age he drowned himself. I told my cousin Fred about this when I saw him; Fred believed in the frigging, but thought him a liar about the arse-hole business, just as I did. This was the first time I ever saw frigging and male semen, and it opened my eyes.
Though now at a public school, I was shy, and reserved, but greedily listened to all the lewed talk, of which I did not believe a great deal. I became one of a group of boys of the same tastes as myself. One day some of them coaxed me into a privy, and there, in spite of me, pulled out my cock, threw me down, held me, and each one spat upon it, and that initiated me into their society. They had what they called cocks-all-round: anyone admitted to the set, was entitled to feel the others’ cocks. I felt theirs, but again to my mortification, the tightness of my prepuce caused jeering at me; I was glad to hear that there was another boy at the school in the same predicament, though I never saw his. This confirmed me in avoiding my companions, when they were playing at cocks-all-round; being a day scholar only, I was not forced at all times into their intimacy, as I should have been had I been a boarder.
We had a very large playground; beyond it were fields, orchards and walks of large extent reserved for the use of the two head-masters’ families, many of whom were girls. On Saturday half-holidays only, if the fruit was not ripe, we were allowed to range certain fields, and the long bough-covered paths, which surrounded them. Two or three boys of my set told me mysteriously one afternoon, that when the others had gone ahead, we were to meet in the play-ground privy, in which were seats for three boys of a row, and I was to be initiated into a secret without my asking. I was surprised at what took place, there was usually an usher in the play-ground in play-hours, and if boys were too long at the privy, he went there, and made them come out. On the Saturdays, he went out with the boys into the fields: there was no door to the privy, I should add, it was a largish building.
One by one, from different directions, some dodging among trees which bordered one side of the playground, appeared boys. I think there were five or six together in the privy, then it was cocks-all-round, and every boy frigged himself. I would not, at first. Why? I don’t know. At length incited, I tried, my cock would not stand, and vexed and mortified, I withdrew, after swearing not to split on them, on pain of being kicked and cut. I don’t think I was one of the party again, though I saw each of the same boys frig himself in the privy when alone with me, at some time or another.
After this a boy asked me to come to a privy with him in school time, and he would show me how to do it. Only two boys were allowed to go to those closets at the same time, during school time. There were two wooden legs with keys hung up on the wall by string: a boy if he wanted to ease himself looked to see if a log and key was hanging up, and if there was, stood out in the centre of the room; by that the master understood what he wanted. If he nodded, the boy took the key and went to the bog-house (no water-closets then), and when he returned, he hung up the log in its place. Those privies were close together, and separate, there were but two of them.
“You wait till there are two logs hanging up, and directly I get one, you get up and come after me.” Soon we were both in one privy together. “Let’s frig,” said he; we were only allowed to be away five minutes. Out he pulled his prick, then out I pulled mine; he tried to pull my skin back, and could only half do it, he frigged himself successfully, but I could not. He had a very small prick compared with mine. How I envied him the ease with which he covered and uncovered the red tip. I frigged that boy one day, but finding my cock was becoming a talk among our set, I shrunk from going to their frigging parties, which I have seen even take place in a field, boys sitting at the edge of a ditch, whilst one stood up to watch if anyone approached. When they were frigging in the privy, a boy always stood in the open door on the watch, and his time for frigging came afterwards.
With this set I began to look through the Bible, and study all the carnal passages; no book ever gave us perhaps such prolonged, studious, baudy amusement; we could not understand much, but guessed a good deal.
Before I had seen anyone frig, I had been permitted to read novels, not a moment of my time when not at studies was I without one. My father used to select them for me at first, but soon left me to myself, and now he was dead, I devoured what books I liked, hunting for the love passages, thinking of the beauty of the women, reading over and over again, the description of their charms, and envying their love meetings. I used to stop at print-shop windows and gaze with delight at the portraits of pretty women, and bought some at six pence each, and stuck them into a scrap-book. Although a big fellow for my age, I would sit on the lap of any woman who would let me, and kiss her. My mother in her innocence called me a great girl, but she neverthless forbid it. I was passionately fond of dancing and annoyed when they indicated a girl of my own age, or younger, to dance with.
These feelings got intensified, when I thought of my aunt’s backside, and the cunts of my cousins, but when I thought of the heroines, it seemed strange that such beautiful creatures should have any. The cunt which seemed to have affected my imagination, was that of my aunt, which appeared more like a great parting, or division of her body, than a cunt as I then understood it; as if her buttock parting was continued round towards her belly, and as unlike the young cunts I had seen as possible. Those seemed to be but little indents. That the delicate ladies of the novels should have such divisions seemed curious, ugly, and unromantic. My sensuous temperament was developing, I saw females in all their poetry and beauty, but suppose that my physical forces had not kept pace with my brain, for I have no recollection of a cock-stand, when thinking about ladies; and fucking never entered into my mind, either when I read novels, or kissed women, though the pleasure I had when my lips met theirs, or touched their smooth, soft cheeks was great. I recollect the delight it gave me perfectly.
After having seen frigging, it set me reflecting, but it still seemed to me impossible, that delicate, handsome ladies, should allow pricks to be thrust up them, and nasty stuff ejected into them. I read Aristotle, tried to understand it, and thought I did, with the help of much talk with my schoolfellows; yet I only half believed it. Dogs fucking were pointed out to me; then cocks treading hens, and at last a fuller belief came.
I began then, I recollect, to think of their cunts when I kissed women, and then of my aunt’s; I could not keep my eyes off of her, for thinking of her large backside and the gap between her thighs; it was the same with my cousins. Then I began to have cock-stands and suppose a pleasurable feeling about the machine, though I do not recollect that. I then found out that servants were fair game, and soon there was not one in the house whom I had not kissed. I had a soft voice and have heard, an insinuating way, was timorous, feared repulse, and above all being found out; yet I succeeded. Some of the servants must have liked it, who called me a foolish boy at first; for they would stop with me on a landing, or in a room, when we were alone, and let me kiss them for a minute together. There was one, I recollect, who rubbed her lips into mine, till I felt them on my teeth, but of what she was like, I have no recollection, and I did not like her doing that to me.
My curiosity became stronger, I got bolder, told servants I meant to see them wash themselves, and used to wait inside by bed-room, till I heard one of them come up to dress. I knew the time each usually went to her bedroom for that purpose, the person most in my way was the nurse: she after a time left, and mother nursed her own children. “Let’s see your neck; do, there is a dear,” I would say. “Nonsense, what next?” “Do, dear, there is no harm; I only want to see as much as ladies show at balls.” I wheedled one to stand at the door in her petticoats and show her neck across the bedroom lobby. The stays were high and queerly made in those days, the chemises pulled over the top of them like flaps. One or two let me kiss their necks, a girl one day said to my entreaties, “Well, only for a minute,” and easing up one breast, she showed me the nipple, I threw my arms around her, buried my face in her neck and kissed it. “I like the smell of your breast and flesh,” said I. She was a biggish woman, and I dare say I smelt breasts and armpits together; but whatever the compound, it was delicious to me, it seemed to enervate me. The same woman, when I kissed her on the sly afterwards, let me put my nose down her neck to smell her. We were interrupted. “There is someone coming,” said she, moving away.
“What makes ladies smell so nice?” said I to my mother one day. My mother put down her work and laughed to herself. “I don’t know that they smell nice.”
“Yes, they do, and particularly when they have low dresses on.” “Ladies,” said mother, “use patchouli and other perfumes.” I supposed so, but felt convinced from mother’s manner, that I had asked a question which embarrassed her.
I used to lean over the backs of the chairs of ladies, get my face as near to their necks as I could, quietly inhale their odours, and talk all the time. Not every woman smelt nice to me, and when they did, it was not patchouli, for I got patchouli, which I liked, and perfumed myself with it. This delicate sense of smell of a woman I have had throughout life, it was ravishing to me afterwards, when I embraced the naked body of a fresh, healthy young woman.
From about this time of my life, I recollect striking events much more clearly, yet the circumstances which led up to them or succeeded them I often cannot. One day, Miss Granger, our former governess, came to see us. I kissed her. Mother said: “Wattie, you must not kiss ladies in that way, you are too big.” I sat Miss Granger on my lap in fun (my mother then in the room), and romped with her. Mother left us in the room, and then seating Miss Granger on my lap again, I pulled her closely to me. “Kiss me, she’s gone,” I said. “Oh! what a boy,” and she kissed me, saying, “let me go now–your mamma is coming.” It came into my mind that I had had my hand up her clothes, and had felt hair between her legs. My prick stiffening in thinking of a women. I clutched her hard, put one hand on to her and did something I know not what. She said: “You are rude, Wattie.” Then I pinched her and said: “Oh! what a big bosom you have.” “Hish! hish!” said she. She was a tallish woman with brown hair; I have heard my mother say she was about thirty years of age.
A memorable episode then occured. There were two sisters, with other female servants, in our house. My father was abroad at that time; I was growing so rapidly, that every month they could see a difference in my height, but was very weak. My godfather used to look at me, and severely ask if I was up to tricks with the boys. I guessed then what he meant, but always said I did not know what he meant. “Yes, you do; yes, you do,” he would say, staring hard at me, “you take care, or you’ll die in a mad-house, if you do, and I shall know by your face, not a farthing more will I give you.” He had been a surgeon-major in the Army, and gave me much pocket-money. I could not bear his looking at me so; he would ask me why I turned down my eyes.
About this time, I had had a fever, had not been to school for a long time, and used to lie on the sofa reading novels all day. Miss Granger had come to stop with my mother. One day I put my hand up her clothes, nearly to her knees; that offended her, and she left off kissing me. One of my little sisters slept with her, in a room adjoining my mother’s room; I slept now on the servants floor, at the top of the house. Again I recollect my cock standing when near Miss Granger, but recollect nothing else.
I was then ordered by my mother to cease speaking to the servants, excepting when I wanted anything, though I am sure my mother never suspected my kissing one. I obeyed her hypocritically, and was even at times reprimanded for speaking to them, in too imperious a tone. She told me to speak to servants respectfully. For all that I was after them, my curiosity was unsatiable, I know the time each went up to dress, or for other purposes, and if at home, would get into the lobby, or near the staircase, to see their legs, as they went upstairs. I would listen at their door, trying to hear them piss, and began for the first time to peep through keyholes at them.

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DIARY OF A HOUSE BOY: PART 1

March 7 Dear Dairy, Boy it sure has been busy around here for the past month or so, Mr. Foxx, he’s my boss, has been entertaining a slew of clients and friends, it seems that someone’s always showing up at the door!!! Of course since Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can’t keep their eyes off my usually hard pecker!!! Just last week Mr. Foxx’s best customer dropped over with some contracts he had just signed, and while Mr. Foxx was looking them over his client was doing the same to me!!! When he realized how interested his client was in my hard penis, he nodded his head and told him to go ahead and suck me off, which he quickly did!!! The old guy just loved my hard pecker in his mouth, and I have to admit he was pretty good, so when Mr. Foxx gave me the nod, I quickly ejaculated in his mouth, leaving him one very satisfied customer!!! Whoa, it’s really getting late, seeya next week sometime, bye for now, Jamie!!! March 15 Dear Diary, Jamie here again!!! Mr. Foxx took me to the office yesterday, and boy was it ever exciting!!! I got to sit and watch him wheel and deal all morning until at about eleven he called me over to his desk where he started kissing me and rubbing my cock through my pants!!! I was really getting hot and bothered by all of the attention, and after pulling down my pants and shorts he put me over his knee and gave me a hard spanking!!! Every once in a while Mr. Foxx gets the urge to tan my tight behind, and while it stings like the dickens, my penis always get sooooooo hard when he does it!!! Anyway, after he had given me about twenty strokes, he had me sit on the edge of his desk with my legs apart so he had easy access to my hardon!!! Just when I thought he was gonna suck me for sure, he buzzed his secretary into the office, and then just as casually as you please told her sit and watch and see how a man sucks off a nice hard pecker of hot dicked young man!!! She plopped down in a chair, and while Mr. Foxx sucked my hard penis, his secretary reached under her skirt and frigged herself to a really hard orgasm!!! She was so loud that I thought other people might hear her, but no one did, and just as she started to cum, I couldn’t hold back another second and filled Mr. Foxx’s mouth with a really big load of cum!!! Yummy!!! Wellllll, I’ve go work to do, this is Jamie signing off for another day!!! March 23 Dear Diary, I know that I’m only twenty years old and that Mr. Foxx meets other men for sex, but the other night he brought home a cute little eighteen year old bitch that made me soooo jealous!!! He was blonde, tan, and had absolutely perfect skin, a real wet dream cum to life!!! “Anyway, Mr. Foxx had him take off his clothes, and I was stunned to see what a huge cock this pretty boy had between his legs!!! I was so confused!!! I wanted him to go away, but at the same time I wanted him to fuck me in the ass!!! Mr. Foxx must have been reading my mind because he had the two of us lay down and do some serious 69ing right on the living room floor!!! Chris, that was his name, was on top and I was on the bottom!!! It felt just wonderful to have his penis in my mouth while my own dick was getting a good sucking from him!!! Naturally we couldn’t hold back, and while Mr. Foxx jerked his huge pecker we both unloaded our cum down each others hot throats!!! Very satisfying to be sure!!! Next, diary, however, was the thing that really got my gun off!!! Mr. Foxx flipped me over on my stomach, and after rimming my asshole to get it lubed up, he had the young blonde stud take me from the rear!!! Heaven on earth!!! He whispered that he’d take it easy on me, but I just shoved my ass back at him, and with a little shrug of his shoulders, he rammed his meat balls deep into my straining rectum!!! He wasn’t quite as big as Mr. Foxx, but he was thicker and lots harder!!! With my dick being rubbed between the carpet and my belly, it didn’t take long for me to shoot my load all over myself while Chris emptied his nut sack deep into my bowels!!! Oh my, it was wonderful!!! Good grief, diary, gotta go now, Jamie!!!
THE END

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From lesbian, to John.

Kim had always fantasized about John. They were in the same class, always talked, sat together at lunch. Kim and John would playingly throw a wink at eachother. Just to throw others off. Everyone knew Kim was a lesbian.. A butch lesbian, at that. No one knew that Kim imagined John inside her all the time.
Kim wanted to tell John about the thoughts she had but once it came time, she always said never mind. John just shook it off. Seeing as he had no clue that Kim secretly fantasized about him. John would always try looking up Kim’s shorts, but she frequently noticed.
Kim would occasionally tell John about her sex capades with all of her girlfriends from the past. As her stories got into detail, she would notice his package always start to bulge. Kim loved telling him her stories, at least then she could see how big he actually was. Kim eventually let her fantasies go, but every once in a while thought about him during her hot alone nights.
A couple of months passed by and Kim was caught. John noticed Kim staring at his rock hard cock while he was trying to pay attention in class.. Obviously his mind was somewhere else. John pulled Kim aside after class and confusingly asked her what it was about. Kim played it off cool by saying she was off in space, but clearly she was day dreaming about them. About getting the opportunity to have him, for him to have her.
Kim and John were finally alone. Kim finally got the courage to tell him what was going on. John didn’t mind, in fact- he had been dreaming of the same thing since they first met. She was surprised, she thought he would be disgusted.
John slowly went in for a kiss from Kim, in approval Kim moved closer to his lips and kissed him with the most pasionate kiss she could give. John never imagined actually getting to do this. So, in response he asked Kim “are you sure you wanna do this?” Kim nodded and John proceeded with unbuttoning Kim’s shirt. The locker room wasn’t where they had imagined it, but anywhere was fine at that point.
John pulled off her shirt and admired her Magnificent double f’s. He knew she had a nice rack, seeing as he had went through her phone before.
Kim unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. Kim knew by the look on Johns face that he was enjoying what he was getting himself into. He proceeded to take his short off, along with his pants. Kim had never seen such a bulge before. She didn’t know if she could handle him, but she wasn’t backing down. Kim hisse her way from his lips, to his neck, down his chest, to his firm abs, and down to his hips. Whilst looking up at John, asking for approval with her eyes, she slowly pulled out his cock.
She had never sucked cock before, but what she did know is that she didn’t have a gag reflex. She was sure that John would surely enjoy this.
Kissing down his shaft, making her way to his balls, she slowly stroked his 10 inch dick. The second Kim put her lips around his cock, he approved with a soft moan. Kim began to work his cock, making sure she took her time and that he was enjoying it.
John told Kim to go ahead and strip, Kim did. She was already soaked. She wanted him inside her more than anything. Kim teasingly bent over Infront of John.
John noticed Kim’s pussy was glistening from her wet juices. John pushed Kim against the wall from behind. Gently pulling her hair, kissing her neck. Kim could feel Johns hard cock rubbing against her ass which made her that much more wet. As his dick slid between her ass, she let out a moan. He wasn’t even inside her yet, and she was already loud. John made Kim bend over on the locker room bench. Kim wanted him. Now, more than ever. John started to eat Kim’s pussy. Liking up every possible bit. Suckin on her clit drove Kim insane. While her legs began to shake, John fucked her with his tongue. Her body shuddered in response. John knew he was eating her good. As Kim began to y
Shout “I’m cumming!!” John stopped pleasing her. Kim wondered why he stopped.. She was about to have the best orgasm she had ever experienced. John told her he wanted her to beg him to fuck her. Kim pleaded “fuck me, daddy. Please! I need you inside my tight pussy.” John agreed. He needed her.. He needed to be inside her.
John started to slowly enter Kim’s pussy.. He knew she was tight, but damn. He didn’t think she was this tight.
He started to thrust gentle and slow. Kim arched her back and moaned. “Mm. I want you to fuck me hard, John. Fuck me!”
John took advantage of this oppurtunity. He started to thrust inside her, harder and faster with every thrust. Kim was already on her 4th time cumming. Her knees were weak, her tits were bouncing making John fuck her harder and harder. As John was starting to cum, he pulled out and came all over Kim’s round ass.
John and Kim told each other they would keep their time a secret. They fuck every
Thursday in the locker room after school. Kim went from pussy to cock, and she knew that his cock, was the only cock she feened for. She needed him 247. And she got what she wanted and has what she needs

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Based of the song Daddy by KoRn. Journey entries of a little boy’s new “friend”.

Diary

How we entered the incest

How we entered the incest
Firstly I must apologize in advance that because of my English.
I hope you understand my story well.
That Friday, when mom came home from work, unpleasantly surprised me by saying that tomorrow morning I’ll go with her into the cottage, because Dad has to work through the weekend, on an important overhaul companies, and that I and this way, not doing anything clever at home, so I could bass a little to help her around the garden. I was furious, but I still had to go with it. Late evening when Dad returned from work, gave us instructions on how and what to Bay, to uproot the weeds around a million fry, and even stupidity. Fuck this, is just one weekend. I will survive.
Saturday morning somewhere around eight hours, a mother enters my room and wakes me to slowly get up and prepare for departure.
Here I will, slowly asleep on me.
Come arise, don’t be lazy, do you know how nice there.You was not there long time. You will see.
Yeah, one hundred percent.
I got up dressed and descended down to drink coffee, which my mother cooked. We drank coffee and slowly moved towards the cottages. Of whole, we drove two hours until we arrived. I was a dead tired, from driving, and as soon as we arrived I brought a chair and sat down under a large cherry tree. The house was a bit stuffy, because they didn’t came two weeks. Mom began to present things from the car, which was swept and inserts them into the house. It was so peaceful and quiet. I was pleasantly.
Will you that I prepare coffee?
Would be cool refreshment. After some half an hour, mom comes in wearing a coffee tray and said to me:
Go into the house and bring the little plastic table, and one chair for me.
I got up and went to bring the table and chair. I went back to put them under the tree and she put tray on the table.
Oh, now it is easier for me, I change clothes, it’s so hot.
Could you change clothes and if you want a little to help me in the garden later. Yes I will help you, because I came – I said to her.
As Mom sat on the chair and got a coffee pot that pours in a cup.
Then I actually registered the following:
sitting on a chair with open legs while pouring coffee, so I saw her white panties that cover her pussy between the thighs, because she dressed a terribly short skirt of Texas, which I never before seen, and above the light green T-shirt, on the suspenders under which the freely of her big tits striker, that I saw while pre-tended to the table.
So she wore light clothes. I thought. I looked directly at her breast, exempt, no brassiere, they were free to swing. Mom then crossed her legs, the bay in a chair drinking coffee. Skirt she was so short that I could see almost the entire ass when she crossed legs. I must admit it was not inherent for her.
I have not commented on anything. We drank coffee and then mom got up and said:
I go here to the gardens to look what happens, if you want to come with me? Here’s to drink coffee.
I drank coffee and went for her, behind the house to the garden. We have entered the stalk among major tomato and bean, and she began talk to me: later in the afternoon we will, well watered and before that to uproot all the weeds that grew during the while they are not coming.
Fuck my job. pulling weeds. I thought. Mom is bowed and began to shock weeds that grew around the stems of plants. She bowed forward, and her skirt is pulled upwards, so that I clearly see her bare thighs. Like true maniac, I knelt on the field, meter from her, in the next row tomato stems and began to twitch weeds, watching the white pants under skirts of my mother. Briefs are a part of it were inserted between the cheeks. Fucking, she is not normal. Whether it is at all aware that she show all. I look. Better to keep quiet.
How do you go, Marco – said to me, mama.
Extra, super, very interesting.
Kidding me, eh?
Nah seriously I did not guess that this interesting twitch weeds – as I told her very seriously.
It is better here. Than you stayed at home, what would work, did not. At least you have clean air.
You’re really right.
Then the mother turned to me. So I could not look into her pants and her ass under the skirt. Bent as it continues to shock weeds, walking backwards, and she, opened a new cinema for me. Instead of her ass, now I saw her big boobs, how vibrant the left to the right. As she many moments bent down so I could see the dark circles and nipples on her boobs.
You are tired Marco – mama said, after some fifteen minutes.
No, no problem.
We will, finish it in less than an hour.
We will, for sure – I replied.
After a minute or two, could be heard calling from the front part of the yard.
Helenaaaaa – it was a female voice.
Mom straightened and said: I’m here in the garden behind, here I come – then turned to me and said – this is Maria, our neighbors, from the village.
Then she went to court, front of the house to say hi to her.
Come on Marco, to meet with her, she knows that I have a son, but she had never seen.
I went to my mom, walked in front of me, swinging her ass in short skirts.
When you come? – Asked Maria, who was standing next to a sturdy man.
Before the two hours, approximately, Hi – mama said. They shook hands.
Mom to handle with her and with the large man, who stood by the end of Maria, then turned to me and said:
This is my son, Marco, this is Stefan and Maria, our neighbors.
This is your son – said Maria – your mom just talk about you.
Hi Marco, give me a hand Stefan, husband of Maria.
We Manage, and mom said to me, Marco, go into the house and bring another two chairs. I am going to make a coffee.
Then Mom and I went into the house.
What are these peasants mom?
Dont so, they are so good people, you know how many times they helped me and Dad, in particular Stefan, whenever something needed to be raised, Stefan has always been here, you know that Dad can not raise difficult .
Ok,ok I just asked.
Then I exit the house and put a chair under a tree, and neighbors are settled, in which two were already there. I started a stupid story with them, Maria did not shut her mouth, right talebearer, story two hundred per hour, while Stefan spoke just a word. They shook my head and laughed silly. In this happens, my mother, carrying coffee for us four, and drop them on the table. Mommy sit on a chair next to me. Exactly opposite Stefan, cross the legs so that she discovered her naked thighs, almost to the ass.
Mama began with a story about Maria vegetables. I am drinking coffee, looking around the yard. Then I noticed, as Stefan at times looking in, bare thighs of my mother. Simply swallow them, the eyes. I’m still looking around, indifferent, while my mom and Maria discussed. In fact, I watched Stefan, to measure my mom. As he stops to view its huge tits. Practically he touched them, his eyes, then his view down below, to the naked thighs, from my mother, his eyes wanted to pass under her skirt. Watch it, old peasant, he would fuck her, I thought, fucking him.
He would destroy her, as a child rattles, when he grabbed her. Ooh mother, you have eyes, do you notice how he looks at you. His wife, nor anything she is not registered, says the mill, does not close his mouth. Then mom stood up and moved into the house, to bring the juice and glasses. While she left, spinning the ass, I noticed Stefann view, follows her, his eyes were stuck to her round meaty ass. When the mother returned, carrying two glasses and a bottle, I saw exactly how Stefan eyes look in the mother’s sise, under shirts, while she poured the water, and added the cup, leaning slightly toward him.
Although, he would fuck her, because he comes to help them, hell he carts here, and helped my dad only way. Maria and Stefan sat another hour, then rose up and went home.
Tonight come to us – said Maria on departure.
We shall see – match mom – that Marco and I finish our job, and if I do not was tired, maybe we come.
If you need anything, call me Jelena – said Stefan, to my mother.
Thanks, I know whom I can always count – replied my mother, with a smile.
Then the two went, and mom said to me, to go back to the garden, and finish our job, until the sun starts to roasting. We returned to the garden and continued to twitch grass and weeds next to the vegetables. Mom again bowed while the shock weeds, so I could once again staring at her ass and pants, which were entered between her cheeks, and in her huge tits that slaughter left right.
And then the thought passes through my head, as Stefan watched my mom and swallowed his eyes, he had to fuck her. What I’m more thinking about the idea more and more burned me, as I really like to see, as Stefan fuck, because his views were full of desire, as simple, but you can see exactly to fuck her to madness. Is the mother at all aware that, in fact, may already fuck with him, when he offered her help and she tells him, I know of you always can count. It has been somewhere around two hours, and the sun is roasting wholesalers, and then Mom said:
Let’s go now to the house to rest and to eat something, and later, when the shade will continue to be, right?
It’s a good idea, but I’m sweaty.
I’m naked water today is very hot.
We entered the house and closed the door to heat would not be entered. This is our cottage was not anything special, dining room and kitchen, one bedroom and bathroom. The room was a double bed, a shelf and a small TV. In addition to the dining room table in one corner armchair bed, which could have been asleep. Bathroom sink and only a small shower cabin.
What do you want to lunch, I swept some meat to roast us?
Okay lunch later, now I can not, I want to rest a little.
Well I’m going to be showering, and you sit relax.
Then Mom enter the bathroom, and began with shower, and I sit on the chair, giving the legs of a chair. After 15 minutes mom called me from the bathroom: Marco, Marcooo.
Say – I answered it.
Please, bring me, clean underwear, panties and brassiere, is located in the third drawer , I forgot to take it.
Wait, I’m going.
I got up went into the room and opened the third drawer on the shelf. In it were found mother’s panties and brassiere, it was two black brassiere, a white brassiere, and a yellow, three pairs of black cotton panties and a pair of white shorts. I took her panties with my hand and smell it, smelled at, Refresher washing. Never before, did not, something like, smelled mother’s panties. I took one black shorts, begins them, and knocked on the door of the bathroom. Behold.
She opened the door, giving me a hand. She was wearing the same skirt, T-shirt, which she still wore.
You want something else – I asked.
No, I will remain in this skirt and this T-shirt, they can at least sweat.
Good.
After a minute, they leave the bathrooms, and sitting on a chair across from me. “Uh, that we are before taking a shower, now I’m like new.
I said nothing to her, but I asked her, as without much thinking.
Mom, do not you embarrassed to wear a skirt so short, and the T-shirt in front of other people.
What do you mean, so we are just here.
Not now, but a little before, in front of Stefan.
Why? – Asked me astonished.
I mean, you’re a little freer trained, I know, the heat, but again, hi is still a man. He saw me so many times, what has to do, after all, I do not care I’m on my yard, I can to dress the way I want, by the way you see how hot.
Everything I understand, but do not you noticed, as well as he looks, I was a little uncomfortable?
How he looks at me, I have noticed?
You kidding to me, or you not really noticed.
She fell silent for a short time, and said: Yes, I noticed, but I do not care, let him look, after all, has to see something, but can only watch, does not it? ”
I laughed and added:” You know what, I did not know you were so dangerous, well these are some new moments.
She just laughed, cross her legs, on the other side.
You claim to him, mouth water, if the father noted that he staring at you?
“Mom laughed again, almost saucy, and asked me: what do you think?
I have no idea, how can I guess so, Stefan staring at you, so obvious.
So you see, your dad, it generally does not register, it tells you how he paying attention to me.
Do not kidding me, Dad had not noticed?
No, I swear, why I lied to you, you only, for now, which is noted. Stefan was a good day, because, as he knows how to staring at me.
Mother, I can not believe, and do not to say that he is not flirting with you?
Ha ha ha ha, – mother began to laugh out loud – wave their hands – not – she said – did not flirt with me, he is a real log, where he knows how to romance a woman, and it was brought Maria.
Then the laughter stopped and she said, you know, that once married, bring your girlfriend, and that’s how it is, so that he flirting with me and romance, so I would like to see how it looks, he just strike and hard work . He is not guy who knows how to approach women, what is with you.
Yes, you’re right, as you read, every honor you. You’re incredible, I swear. I did not know, you’re such a dangerous woman.
You do not know much more about me, but I’m your mother, about that, I can not talk with you?
Do not Give kidding, tell me, please, come on now when you start, do not kidding, tell me, come on, mother, tell.
She began to laugh as perky, slightly shaking her head.
Come on, mama tell me now I vividly interested, come on do not be cheeky, to say.
She continued to laugh, then said to me: Look, I’ll tell you, but on this, even the word father, it is clear? Quote you understand?
No problem, remains between the two of us.
Swear it, Marco, come on, swear it!
I swear, everything you say, remain here, between these four walls.
Top of my impatience to hear what she has to say. And mom finally began to talk.
You know, that I never put on this, I like free, except for when I get here. Last year, when we did something here, came to help us, Stefan and Maria. I was dressed like this, then I noticed, Stefan looks to me. Understand?
Yes, and?
I’m cooked lunch for us all, and while I was preparing supplies, they sat at the table, I noticed, Stefan looks to me in the chest, while I set up plates, and more. Then I fell to my mind, silly ideas, rather than put the bowl with soup on the table, I began to cuttlefish separately. And when I stood, next to Stefan, I have him back in the pouring plate, I see how it scans my tits, I intentionally, bent slightly forward.
Realize, I have deliberately provoked.
And what happened?
Wait, slowly, listen, tell you more.
Later in the evening we went to them, drinking, and while we sat at the table, I accidentally push the tray on the carpet, and Stefan the same time, it is bent up. And then, I had a short skirt, like this, and as he bent down, here beside me, I am the way, as if by chance, a few more legs crossed and see how he staring at my thighs, under the skirt. Since then, I began to provoke him, whenever I had the opportunity to do, so – said through laughter.
Do not kidding, you really are crazy, why are you doing it?
I do not know, it amuses me, I feel good then. When I know that watching me, just a man wants me, it was so obvious. And to tell you this, once helped us in the garden, we dug, i all the time, deliberately dig in front of Stefan and curves, he can look me in the ass under the skirt, I think, it was crazy, huh ha ha ha, and two weeks ago, when we were here, Stefan came to help Dad around the protective fence, I sit on the grass, in this my short skirt, deliberately spread thighs, slightly – again, she began to laugh – and Stefan, when he noticed that my thighs were spread, that he could see my panties, instead, to knock nail, hit himself on finger with a hammer – when I broke the laughter – and your dad tells him, the god of Stefan where are you looking at? Then Mom began to laugh loudly.
And I laughed Mom provocation Stefan poor, which crush mama like a monkey.
So whenever you come here, you’re dressed the mini skirt, only that he would become hard up, because so?
She showed her head affirmatively through laughter – Do not you say something about this your dad, Marco!!! Watch, sworn you were.
I do not, you are amazing!!!
I am dying of laughter.
And what do you think if he tried something? how would you defend?
No matter, to try anything on, just turns red in the face and remain confused,He is shy.
What if the spins on his head?
About this I am thinking several times, parole – again said with a cynical laugh.
So he probably jerk off on you, I thought, but I dare say.
Something you wanted to say?
No, just think!
What?
The poor Stefan, as Pallice him, and he wretch …
I do not care. It is interesting to me is.
Mom, Mom,you raise his lust, and when he went home, hitting his head against a wall.
She fire up in laughter, and when the ram on the issue, and you saw today how gaper as catfish.
So you will see tomorrow if he comes, what will I do to him, he has go to die because of lust. Want to see? You want proof?
You serious Mom???
I will, if you want to make sure. You just watch from the side and laugh.
So let us go at them tonight, they called us.
OK, let’s go Marco, we’ll be laughing.
My mom really is not normal, making it fun, Heating a simple peasant, that it is what, really perverted.
I can hardly wait to fall evening, and somewhere around eight in the evening we went to Maria and Stefan. Their house was one mile away from us, near the forest when you go down the way, although it was not far off we have the car. Mama consulted me what to put on, to be a provocative way. I crept right into the game its totally unconscious. She chose a white shirt with buttons below it wore a black brassiere, which could be seen under the shirt. Drew is that the same texas mini skirt that still wore a shirt is encased in the skirt so that her boob came to the fore and still see the black and hone the total erotica.
She opted for the high-heeled slippers. When we appeared at the door of their house Stefan opened the door. When he saw my mother, I saw a true change in his face. We went into one room, which was probably a living room, and Mom sat on the chair in the corner of the cross legs. My mom has started her show immediately.
In this and Maria comes from the kitchen and sat at the end of my chair, and Stefan sat at the head table beside me. It is true he is the best place to look to my mom. Mariaa arose and went into the kitchen, pours the juice, and boiled coffee for all, while mom told Stefan, as we now pulls out weeds and irrigate the garden. I am looking at the tv and then remarked, as mom, back legs in a normal position, spreading them slightly, then I looked at Stefan, who was a frantic scene.
Mom’s skirt was short and way, and as she gently spread her legs so they are at that moment saw the black panties, very clear. Then arose as to move the pad, that she was behind her back on the chair so that he almost could see and her ass, which is a cheeky spin left right, and as a cushion to adjust. Poor Stefan, stared as the monkey, I think his dick blown up to the ceiling, as my dick began to rise, from mom’s performances. Then mom was so cheeky that it has done the following: When she improved pad on the chair, came up to Stefan, who was sitting on a chair next to me, and bowed down in front of him, he looked, what it blister on her shoulder. As she bowed, shirt slightly open so that her big tits in her black brassiere, quite clearly, were just in front of Stefan nose.
He told her not to see anything that would pinch, and mom turned and went to the chair, looking me directly in the eye. As her ass down on the chair, so highly raised right leg, cross over left, so Stefan, and I with him, clearly able to see my mother’s groin, and black cotton panties that I added her today after a shower. At this point, Stefan, to catch the hands of the table, as if he wanted something, does not in fact it was a spontaneous reaction on the hard man. Then mom, crossed legs, push it deeper into the chair so that her skirt so move the back, it was discovered that almost the whole thigh to ass. In this comes Maria, carrying coffee and juices. My mom did not stop to talk, Stefan about the garden all the time, performed her erotic performance. Only when he came to Maria, she continues to talk with her. Poor Stefan, was in mighty pain, but I was not even on the smaller. My dick I was so hard that I could be lifted to a purpose.
Stefan could only think? We sat with them one hour about half ten, and my mom all the time, wiggle and spin in the chair while talking with Maria and Stefan, and targeted him burned and provoked him. She is so subtle, as not all intentional, as if by chance, so all the time, Maria did not notice anything. Simply incredible, I had no idea how my mom wiz actress for these things. When she got up from the chair, and said that I ought to go to the late Stefan and Maria and the same voice said: Stay a little longer, another half hour at least. Some, already late, and you need to rest, let Marco. I rose from the chair, and move towards the door with my mother, while they followed us. Outside it was pitch dark. We entered the car and my mother said:
Did you see, how he receives as a monkey, and I want to drop dead from laughter every time is the same.
No, you really not normal, what have you done man? Only fell from the chair, when you cross your leg’s, wauu ..
See you? – she said with a giggle – as he grabbed the table, fucking, I thought, he will destroy the table.
In doing so, we came to our house and we parked and close the gate. Outside it was very dark, because the village was not bright on the road, not to say street. We have entered a mom was very proud, for her performance, which was performed this evening, it is seen by the manner in which we spoke. As it is, should someone do all this looks, and that after telling together. And that someone, quite by accident, I was now. When we entered the house, she sat on the chair in the corner, and again began to laugh, happy with herself and what she had done what Stefan. She sat with cross legs and still talked about event, she was the mighty impression.
She continued that the story: when I came to him and told him to look what is on my back, like me a little blister, you see him, as he stared at my chest, like an idiot. “Yes, and when you’re as improved , the cushion on the chair, when you bowed to the way, I think, that he wanted to jump on you, probably controlled, as I was there, but the peak is high when you picked up your leg while you are a cross: you allow him to see it all. He had a clean look in your groin. And I wanted – was dying of laughter-chaos in his head! He is excited as a bull. Although, I never went this far, as tonight, this was the exception, and tonight I may exaggeration. Well, God, you are exaggeration, considering how you are dressed, to the fatal cross your legs really are a bit evil.
Whoever it went down, one to live, should be just fun and try to be nice to me, is not Marco.’re Totally right. She then rose from the chair, and walked into the room to prepare a bed for sleeping. As the door was opened, while preparing a bed, bent, pushed her ass. I am watching her ass wiggle it left to right. My cock, all the time and built tough, so now she starts to play again, but she was not aware of how to operate on me. Then Mom went to the dining room, and again sat on the chair, saying:
I prepared a bed for you there, I’ll sleep here, you have a TV there, if you want to watch.
It does not matter to me, you sleep there, if you want.
No, I sleep here, in the dining room, I get up first, I do not want to wake up you early. Fine, we have fun, tonight and laughed. I have been really been great, just like him to do, I do not know why.
But as you cross your leg’s, like a real professional, an actress.
like this?
She said – again crossed her legs, lifting right leg very high, revealing her groin, and her black panties – she laughed.
Then she lifted her left leg high, and the cross on the right, again revealing her groin and her black panties.
Got something to say, just imagine that Stefan here, he would have died, eh?
The whole time she giggle, like a whore.
And who would not – I replied, while my dick became increasingly harder, in my shorts. What my mom do to me, went through my head. She enjoys her role.
She then rose and stood in front of me, and said the bending, pushing me her tits under my nose, which are clearly seen, that thrive in her black brassiere, through the neck white shirt:
Look, please, something pinch me, on my shoulder Stefan – she said to me with a giggle.
Let’s see – I said my hand down over her back until her ass – there is nothing here, turn.
Mama has stood upright, then turned her back to me, and then she put her ass out, there in front of me.
And here ?
What the blister me, Stefan said to me – mama, dying of laughter, her tears went down her face.
There is Jelena, I answered her, there.
Where, where, Stefan, show me.
You really want, that I show Jelena – I imitated Stefan.
Yea, I really want something bad blister me.
Then I crept right my hand under my mother’s skirt, grabbed her directly to her pussy, between the thigh and then I said to her: Behold, here, here you have a problem !!!
Mom jumped up and screamed like scalded: Are you crazy Stefan? Marcoooo, you fucking idiot …. silly, I do not know what I’m talking, what are you doing this, one fool … you touch my pussy!
Well, we play, mom, because we play!
The room was filled with the erotic charge.
Come on Marco, but this game is not right, fun fun, ok, but your hands, your hand under my skirt ,…. you can’t touch me like this, you can’t touch my pussy, I am your mother, for God’s sake…. ….- already spinning her head as she stood in front of me.
And what do you think, that I react differently than Stefan in such provocation?
Who provokes you, just having fun, what with you Marco – and in that moment my mother looked in the direction of the raised part of my trousers, which was clearly visible. Me at the time was a disgrace.
She began to giggle.
You really are not normal! You are, Craziest than me – and cover her mouth with hand, as if surprised, and ashamed, and said – your dick is raised, hi hi hih iihihiih!
So what, this is normal, and you would be raised, you’re in my place!
My mom burst out laughing at my statement and my adjectives and she pardon my hair:
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Marco. I did not want, it’s not been my intention, we went away with a fun, apologize. I can not believe what I see. Auuuh, her face was red.
Then I decided to go to the end, now I will be playing. I put my hand on the last part of her thighs and slowly retreated up between her thighs, as if caressing. When I reached my hand under her skirt, she said quite, calmly to me:
Marco No, do not do that, Don’t exaggerate, it’s enough!!
I am not Marco, but someone else, Stefan for example – and then handed catch for pussy through panties, and began to slowly squeezing that. I felt little hairs that point my palm.
Marco, now you too far, tend your hand from there!!! Don’t touch my pussy.
I think that I’m not too far, all this is just a game, hard up Stefan and debauched Jelena. You want to play, you have a filthy imagination, now is your opportunity

Marco, stop it, Marcooo stop – slightly robbed me.
Game, mom, this is just game
. –
Are you sure that this is just a game – my mom was whispering – I think, she like, a touch of my hand, on her pussy.
Mom sighed deeply, untill I pat her pussy under her skirt.
Yeah, Mom, this is our game, I am sure, only ours, and so exciting.
Yes, it is, very exciting. – She whispered. But also very dangerous.
Then I have two moves her skirt lifted on her hips and grabbed my hands to her ass, I leaned her pussy on my face. I began to munch her pussy through her panties, and my mother began to groan.
You see that you are horny for this game – I said to her, as I rose from the chair and let her to sit on the chair where I sat. She sat on a chair, and I kneel in front of her, and her legs raised up on my shoulders, and my head down into her groin. I bite her pussy through panties, and then inclined to the side, and saw the mother’s dark red pussy, hidden among the thick black hair. Began to lick her pussy with my tongue.
It was all slimy and wet. Her hair was entered my nose and mouth, but I did not mind, at this point because I was excited as a young bull. Even the smell of her pussy, I was not bothered that he was not very nice. I slowly lick her lips and sucks her clit. I pushed my tongue into her cunt and my mom Jelena wild with pleasure. Grumble and groaning, spinning ass in a chair, catching me by the head, and twitch my hair.
Aaoo Aoo aaaa aaaa uh uh aooo marcooo AOO .. ooo aaa no sm … ee .. can too … ao Mar cooo … .. oooo – she was screaming – that was good aaaa aooo. I lick her pussy, I do not know how long, and Mom began screaming and sobbing with strong recoil. She ended, as well as unhealthy.
Then she calmed and relaxed her legs on my shoulders. I dropped her feet on the floor and stood up. I began to open the buttons on her shirt, while she watched me dazed. I removed her shirt and her big tits in a black brassiere, have flourished in advance. I dropped her bratel brassiere, over her shoulder and dropped it on her stomach.
Jelena how big your tits are – I said to her, grasping the hands of them. How are large and fleshy, wauuu big boobs, I haven’t seen in my life. I did not. Live. Will see what Stefan have here?
Marco, you better stop, who knows where this will go, I’m your mother. Marcoooo.
I am Stefan …….
I dropped sports pants, with shorts to my knees, my fool is standing upright, with my stomach.
Go to hell, man, what I was born – said my mother, uncontrolled. When she saw my hard dick.
Take it, Jelena, take it, please, do you know how, he is excited about you.
Jelena fly, with her imagination, who knows how far, in that moment and she said:
Give it to me, Stefan, let me see.
Then, my mom, one hand accept the boot hard dick, and another took me to my balls, slowly begins to jerk off to me.
Jelena, soooo, this is nice, as well, wauu as, nice uh!
Stefan, do you like, what I do to you?
Jelena is gorgeous, and put it between your boobs, please, put it, just to feel them.
Then, my mother stood on a chair, took her big boobs in hands, and put my dick between them, and began jerking off, with her tits, to me.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaa waaaao it, so, uh, fucking you.
Slowly, Stefan, slowly, this is only the beginning, slowly.
Then my mom take the top glans in her mouth, she is not ceasing, jerk off my my dick, between her huge tits, I felt she drain and top of my dick with her lips, I felt how I can explode for a few seconds.
Jelena so aoooh, aaaah so good – I have my groin pulls back and forth – until I cried tearing. Mom, then let her breasts and took my dick hand, and began to jerk off to me, taking it all the more in her mouth.
Then I felt, as she other hand squeezes my balls, and all the harder it suck her mouth. That was the end, I could not resist any more, I started to finish, I began to injection warm sperm, directly to her mouth.
I finally finished, and she stopped jerking off to me, and pulled my cock out of her mouth, letting him out of his hands.
I swallowed, swallowed – said to me laughing uncontrollably – I swallowed, I can not believe this, I had never happen now, do you hear me, I swallowed your cum! Never in my life I have not swallowed sperm!
I hear, I hear good –
I was beside himself with pleasure, I could not tell at the moment. Legs were barely totter I stood. Mama got up, went to the sink, she began to rinse her mouth, sip water. I’m sat on a chair instead of her, looked at her. Her skirt was still to raise the hips, brassiere hang around the stomach. Then mom resign.
She went to me and said: Stefan, what you have to say?
Jelena, you are unsurpassed, and I will if you break from sex.
Mama then take off panties and drop them on the table, then knelt in front of me and began slowly jerking off cock to me.
Is It was nice to you – she whispered.
Yeah, do not ask. …. I told her, looking right into the eyes.
Would you fuck me? Whispered in my ear.
If you let me to fuck you.
I permit you, and let everything go to hell …….she…. said, straddle me adjust above me.
I took my dick in hand, to adjust to ragged lips of her pussy, and she began slowly to the stuff on my dick. She held his hands behind the back seats of my head, while while her big tits, hop in front of my face. Little by little, she received, the whole my cock in her cunt, and began to rise, and descends in a rhythm, stuff on my dick. Her tits are pampers my stomach, and I catch them in the hands, and began squeeze, slightly astringent, enjoy them. Then I grabbed her two half ass, clutching them to my stuff, more to me, like I was trying to bringing her more on my dick, which was already, whole in her pussy, while her huge tits pressure on the stomach. I accidentally, crossed my fingers through her anus, from which I felt the hair.
It likes me, in addition hard me, and I began to finger, fondle her hairy anus. Mom had me continue to ride, went astray, who knows where, while the stuff on my dick. I began to pushing my finger in her ass, and then mom said to me:
Take it easy, do not push it put hard, only slowly please.
You like my finger in the ass while fuck?
Yeah, but only slowly.
Do not worry about anything, as a way to shove it in your ass?
Aha, so slowly.
I retract, deeper my finger in her ass, and she stronger and faster stuff on my dick. When the finger went up to the end, she procedure through his teeth:
Fuck me, fuck me with your finger in ass, slowly finger in the ass, in, on, only slowly.
I began to slowly to draw, pull a finger in her ass, and she began to scream . AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaajaooooo aaaaa, ah ah ah ah so, aaaaaa, so, so, so, repeat it a thousand times.
Then it shrivel, hugging me around my neck and pressing me boobs getting stronger. Twitch and sobbing, she ended.
Stop stop stop I’m ready ready, jaoo.
Mama to curl up around my neck and totally calm. My dick was still in her cunt, and my middle finger in her ass. I started slowly to pull the finger out of her ass, and she said:
Nooo stop, leave it on! After minutes of silence, I whisper:
Mom ? A? I’m not finished yet.
You will calm, stop where you are in a hurry, stay a little longer so.
Then she made a short pause and said: “Woe, Marco, I fucking with my son, cheat husband with his son, but it was good, I miss this, you have no idea! I had no idea that you fuck so good.
I did not even know that my mom is such a slut, and I never even thought that I fuck my own mother. She is up, and I pull my fingers from her ass. She looked at me a few seconds and then kissed my lips. Once, than again, the second time and third time. Then I began to kiss her, and push my tong in her mouth, and caught her tits to squeeze. My cock which was still in her pussy, began pulsating in gaining re-erection. Then began to kiss her boobs and suck her nipples.
Rise and shifted to me, I want the fucking from behind. She stood up and my cock drop out of her pussy, leaned his hands on the table and shifted to me, that I am fucking her from behind.
Now I’m going to Destroy your pussy, disperse you, Jelenaaa – I screamed in savage ecstasy while I adjust my dick on the lips of her pussy.
Let’s see Stefan, to see how you will disperse me!
Adjust dick and pushed inside. Storm in, as a key in the oiled lock, until the end of the first.
I began frantically to fucking hammering in her ass.
Ah ah ah ah ah waooo
.
Slowly, slowly aaaaa, you Maniak, ah ah ah.
I will not be easy, and I want to destroy your pussy. You are born to be fucked, you are born for that, born.
For, I am, because, I am?
Did, did, oh how good is oh, say me, tell?
Yes, aaaaa fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me jaoooo, Aaah.
Fuck you, fucking and fucking aaaa fucking you, you like it. To be a Fuck, Fuck that,
I want to hear?
I like, like, like, aaaaah
.
What you like, tell me what you like – I’ve gone wild with excitement.
I love to be fucking, I like it aaaa!
Repeat, I want to hear again.
I like Oh, I like.
Tell all, to the end!
I love to be fucking aaaa – that sent me is so burned that it began to finish.
Coming, coming, coming, waoooo.
Not in, not inside, took it, took out out, out, quick!
Late, aaa, late, ah ah ah – but I managed to pull out, and my mother turned to me and accept my cock in her hand, and began to jerk off to me, while the spraying, the remaining of my sperm, spray on her stomach.
You finish like a horse, come on, shake it, shake everything, so, uh.
Then I turned her back to the table, that her hands rested on the table, and again shifted. I had an unbelievable desire and power to continue fucking her.
I want more, more fucking, I want again to receive it, Jelena you were born for fuck!
Come on, Stefan, come to see you!
I’m not Stefan, I am Marco, your son – I said it, adjust it cock on the lips of her pussy. Play! Now you are Stefan, horny Stefan
.You would want to Stefan, fuck you, dream about him? Therefore, provoke and claim him horny?
Ah ah ah – she was sobbing while I was fucking her, clutching her cheeks.
Tell me mom? You dream, as he fuck you?
I dream and what, we play this is just a game, our dirty game.
What are you slut Jelena, you’d be fucking with those peasant Stefan. Wanted to, he put his dick to you?
I wanted, so what, ooooh! But he is stupid! He does not know that I would fuck with him!
Fantasizing about another one? Tell me, who still dream about.
I do not know, aaahhhhhhh, I do not know.
Then I leaned over her back, grabbing for the tits, squeeze them. I went to the end of her pussy. My mother, began to move her ass, breaking my dick in her pussy.
Jaoooo as nice, jaooo aaaa, as well, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me ah ah ah What are your tits Jelena, like cows, I like big tits, uh, nothing more beautiful, the great tits on a woman. Then Mom began moaning, to twitch. Again had an orgasm, then she began to cry loudly, aaaaa, aaahh, aaaah uuuu ahhh. Then stopped spinning hips and ass, again, is finished. I still could not finish. I pulled out a dick from her pussy, to get a little rest. I was wet. Come into the room on a bed to rest, I said it. She turned me into the room and lay down in bed, on the back, and I lie down beside her.
We lay by a couple of minutes, and then mom took off skirt, which she had built around the waist, stood naked on the bed beside me. Her big tits, they had been poured on the side, as she lay on his back. I turned on the side, to her, and began to catch one tit, and that the grip. Mom was silent and then said:
Why did I say that I’m a whore?
At the moment I was confused, but quickly answered: So when you fantasies about other men, and how they fuck you, how are you fucking with other men. Well, maybe I am a whore, but I fucking with you, then what are you?
You’re right mom, I am not any better, you kidding me?
She laughed.
Come on, you cut me. Why kidding? So, I had the impression that you’re more horny, if I tell you such dirty.
Well, I became more horny, so horny. Just, still not going in my head, that I was fucking with my son ..
I knew, and I saw it.
But, tell me please, if you really have fantasies about it, you have to fuck with Stefan, that it … Jelena was silent, looking at the ceiling and said:
Shit, Marco what we do? Do you hear what you say?
We did what we did, and you tell me, why hide anything now?
Well, I had such a fantasy when I see that he is horny to me, it’s making me horny, normal.
And did you dream about, even on another man, except him?
Hey, now exaggerate Marco ,….
So tell me, why do not you tell me?
Well, yes, I had fantasies – she told me kind of shy.
Tell me just one more thing. Will you?
Let’s hear.
Are you up to now, cheated dad with another man?
Thus anyway, you told me that I’m a whore, slut, why it is important that if I cheat on your dad?
This is not the answer.
Why do you care?
That’s interested in me, simply I want to know.
If I tell you that I am, whether I be even bigger slut then?
Come on mom, moooom, which is a problem, just asking you sincerely.
Yes, I deceived him, Darko (my father) is totally indifferent to me, and I do not remember when we last had a fuck.
You lie?
Why would I lie to you, it is a living truth.
You know what, mom, being honest, you’re a real slut, more over, the really whore, but really, it is, what real make me horny about you, here, now imagine, how would you, blows Stefan’s dick, because, my cock starts to rise again.
I guess not – he said cynically.
Look!
She looked in the direction of my dick, which was slightly increased.
And that, that you such, it is not important, just need to know that I love you, most of the world, no matter what.
She smiled and said: I know what you will, that your slut, once again, blow your cock?
Eh, just to Jelena!
Began to be shifted in position over me, and then stopped, thinking.
What now? – I said,
I’ll blow you, but under one condition!
What condition?
When we have already started to play, and pretending to be, I want to help me, to come true, some of my fantasies.
What fantasy? I do not understand.
Just to let you know, now imagine, how give blowing to uncle Mario.
No shit, that you dreamed about him, and he is your brother!
Ahaa – she said, putting my dick in her mouth. Then she began sucking it to me, and gently jerking off .
You like cock of Mario?
Brother, you got the sweetest cock in the world, how I like giving blow to you, now ,that your sister will give gooood blowing to you, and after that you will give me a good fucking.
Will you?
Yes, sister, I will just blow, don’t talk, Aaah, how nice that you do!
Suck my dick for some time, and I pampers her hairy anus, retract it, gently finger inside. Then let my dick in her mouth, lifted and straddle me while I lay on my back, so it would sit on me. I set up, dick in her pussy and she slowly impale him. Entering slowly, deeper and deeper, and in one moment I felt, as the whole of it. Began to ride me to intervene and hips and ass, and I told her I gripped her big tits, that trip to the rhythm of mother’s impalement on my dick.
Who now imagine – I asked.
For dare to imagine, dare to fulfill my fantasy.
Normally, fantasize freely and loudly, and I want to hear, however relax … with whom you have a fucking tell me?
With Stefan, Aaah how I rode him the way strong and raw … MHM
Five minute’s ago you say, you blow to your brother Mario, now what, Stefann?
It was five min ago, you was Mario, now you are Stefan, waooo MHM MHM uh uh ah .
What you, make horny, with him? What has, that Stefan?
I feel that he has a huge dick to a real buts, mhmmhm mhmmm, strong, strong, raw – my mom said in a trance, while she buckle on me, mixing, all the stronger and better – a, a, a, ah MHM mhmm, the A waoooo, – I die, AAA Stefaaaaaan, aaamhm wao, that sooooo good, oh, how good it is, ah, uf vauuu, how big your dick is, aaaaa – tamping it on my dick, eyes closed, very pampers her clitoris – screamed the finish in the flicker. Then she stopped, and lay me down over her head, near my head on the bed. I stayed in her pussy a few minutes. While she did not come down with me. Than, she turned on her back, beside me.
Nothing more we talked about. I fell asleep.
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Kindness Taken to new levels : Part 1

I just finished work the day before and now I had 3 weeks off, to sit back and chill. I lived with on my own in a flat, it wasn’t big nor was it my paradise home, but it did it purpose. My sister had 2 weeks off from high school, she was in her last year and had a boyfriend, I never really got on with her boyfriend, he always seemed to know what he was talking about, but non the less he was with my sister, and I was willing to put up with it for her. My sister is a kind and humorous type of girl. He name was Alice.
I kept in touch with my sister as she still lived with my parents, I moved out when I had enough money, due to the noises which was heard from my sisters bed room, it was horrible you heard him more than my sister.
I came home from shopping for things for myself with the money I had just earned from my job, I lied down on the couch and started to drift off to sleep when the phone rang. I answered it while being half asleep. It was Alice, I was quit surprised she rang me. She never rings me, she always came over.
” Hey, you off work ” She said, her voice sounding soft.
” Yeah, got couple weeks off ” I replied as my adjusted to being open again.
” C-Can I come round ? I got something to tell you ” Her voice sounded so soft and innocent.
” Sure, you don’t need to ask ” I replied as I lifted my upper half of my body upwards.
” Thanks, cya in 10 mins ”
I lived on the edge of the city away from all the gangs and chaos. I got ready for her arrival, cleaning left over’s and crisp rappers.
The door knocked, and I happily greeted Alice, only to find out she had blood shot eyes, and tears dripping from her cheek. Alice was only 18, while I was 19, moving onto 20 this year. The family was fairly rich, that’s how I got enough for a flat at my age.
With Alice being upset, I allowed her in, without saying a word she came and sat down on the couch. I gave her enough time to get her wording together, I didn’t really know what to say. I wasn’t really the type of guy which was there to comfort people.
” It’s over ” She finally said something, but those words was not what I was expecting, it took me some time to realise what she was on about. She was talking about her boyfriend, Chris. They have been together for almost two years, I’d thought they would be together for ages, despite how much I hated him.
“ What happened ?” I finally managed to get out.
“ Chris.. He
” I waited patiently for her to think things through.
“ He raped me” She said bursting out in tears. I moved over to sit next to her, and rubbed her back.
“ I kept saying no, but he forced it in..”
I was shocked that she was upset about having sex, but I knew deep down inside what it must of felt like. It takes two to have sex. Chris was an idiott, he thought everyone was his friend, he walked around thinking he was the king, even though my dog could kick his ass.
She stayed over that night, I offered my bed, while I slept on the couch. Alice didn’t want to go home right now, our parents didn’t understand relationships and how things change, they saw each other once and decided to stay together.
I was about to drift off to sleep when Alice came into the room, wearing a nighty. She seemed nervous and tense.
“ Can you come and lie in the bed with me ?” She asked playing with her nails nervously. I stayed silent a little while, wondering why she wanted me in the same bed as her.
“ It’s just because I’m use to someone being in the same bed as mine, you can come back and sleep in here when I fall asleep. Please ?”
After a few more seconds of thought, I thought it was best. If this meant Alice getting over Chris, I would happily do it, and considering what he did to her, I wasn’t the most biggest fan of his.
I layed in the same bed as Alice, it was a king sized bed, allowing both of us of us to nicely fit into bed. I lay their with my hands behind my head, thinking about how low Chirs would get. I looked over to Alice, and she looked back at me wide awake. I smiled lightly and allowed my hand to stroke her hair.
“ Don’t worry, you’ll get over him” This was the first comforting thing I said all day towards her.
“ Thanks for letting me stay here, I wouldn’t know what to tell our parents”
I smiled lightly again and she smiled back.
“ Get some sleep, you’ll be feeling a little better in the morning”
She nodded once, and shut her eyes, her face still looked in my direction. I finally fell asleep, only to be awoken by an unusual sound. I looked over, and saw Alice with her eyes tightly shut, and her arm leading down to her lower half of her body. I could see movement through the covers which were going back and forth, It didn’t take me long to realise that she was fingering herself. As I realised it, I also realised that my dick had responded with my discovery, within seconds I found myself breathing fast and hard. I couldn’t help myself but to grab my dick and start to stroke it slowly, Alice groaned once more before I went full on masturbating. Alive must have heard me by now, but she showed no indication that she knew I was awake, Alive groaned some more before I exploded my load onto my covers. I was so relaxed that I fell asleep as Alice was still fingering herself.

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Aiden 7

He is such a good drawer. He let me watch him draw an owl. He doesn’t really watch me anymore but he still try’s to get to know me. I hate that I go silent round him. God damnit.

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SORORITY SISTER’S DIARY : PART TWO

October 3 Dear Diary, Kim here and glad to be back at Tech, it was a really nice visit back home in St. Louis, but I think of this as my home now!!! I got an unbelievable welcome home from Betty Sue, it was like she hadn’t seen me in a year instead of just a few days!!! When I walked thru the door, she practically tackled me, hugging and kissing me all over my face, she was so sweet!!! Anyway, after she calmed down a little, she stripped of her tee shirt and then had me do the same!!! When our boobs were bare, she pulled me to her and squished them together while whispering how much she missed having my breasts up against hers!!! Wow, it was really sexy!!! Both of us had really hard nipples and we just kept rubbing them back and forth across each other!!! We were grinding our pussies together thru our jeans, and incredibly, we both had really hard orgasms while we were just rubbing up against each other!!! We practically fell into bed and then took our time sucking each other’s nipples, I just love that girl, even if she is a nut!!! Well, gotta get to class, see you in a couple of days, I’m outta here!!! October 9 Dear Diary, Remember that frat party last month when I was a bad girl!?! Well, one of the guys that had been sucking my nipples came up to me in the library and introduced himself!!! I acted like I remembered him, even though I had no clue who he was, and we had a really nice conversation!!! We sat and talked for about half and hour and I found out his name was Sean that he was a junior! Diary, he is so cute, and my pussy just drenched while we talked!!! He had a whole stack of books he had to return to the stacks, so he asked if I would help him put them back!!! When we were way in the back and out of sight, he whispered that he though that my nipples were sweetest he had ever tasted and begged me to let him see them if even just for a second!!! I was a little nervous, cuz we were in a fairly public place, but my pussy was so hot I couldn’t help myself, so I pulled up my tee shirt and opened my bra!!! I thought he was gonna faint when he saw them!!! I’m only a 34b, but I hafta admit that they are perfectly shaped and have very puffy nipples, and every guy that has ever seen them simply goes wild, and Sean was no exception!!! He told me that ever since the party he couldn’t get my boobs out of his mind!!! Well if nothing else, a girl loves to hear a guy say he loves her body, so when he begged me to let him suck them, well, you know the rest, diary, I’ve been a very bad little girl!!! We were both hot as firecrackers, but since we were afraid someone might come by and see us, we decided just to masturbate in front of each other to get off!!! He pulled his cock out of his pants and started jerking it wildly while feeling my boobs, and I reached into my panties and frigged my hard little clit while watching him fist his hard meat!!! I started to really cum hard, and when I saw that he was about to let go, I leaned over quickly and let him shoot it into my waiting mouth!!! Oh my, we were hot!!! We both came together and had to lean against the book shelf to keep from keeling over!!! Anyway, diary, we made a date for next weekend, and I hope to tell you about it then, so long for now, this is Kimmy signing off!!!
October 15 Dear Diary, My date with Sean had a very strange beginning!!! We were on our way out the front door when Mrs. Ardmore collared us and asked if we’d please come into her apartment!!! I didn’t think anything about it, and said sure, but when we got inside we were in for a really big surprise!!! She was really quiet at first, kinda like she had something to say but didn’t know quite how to say it, but after a little bit of hesitation she told us that Della was out of town for the weekend and was desperate!!! Sean of course had no idea what she was babbling about, but I knew right away she wanted to be sucked by me and fucked by Sean!!! I whispered to Sean and after hearing me out, he shrugged his shoulders and said okay!!! The very grateful old lady pulled up her dress and sat down with her legs spread wide apart, exposing an even hairier pussy than I remembered!!! Her pungent odor reeked of stale sex, and I could feel my vagina dampen at the thought of putting my mouth on her!!! From the moment I started licking her I could tell she was different!!! It was her clit, diary, it was just huge!!! I flicked my tongue over it and got an immediate response, as her whole body jerked a little with each stroke!!! I asked her if she had always been like that and she said ever since she was a little girl, so consequently she was constantly in need of oral relief!!! Della had known about her problem for the past two years, and gladly had taken on the responsibility of keeping her clitoris satisfied, but since she was gone for the weekend, she was going out of her mind with lust!!! It was almost like sucking a little cock, and when she came, it whipped her into such a frenzy I thought she might actually pass out!!! Anyway, as soon as I was done, Sean took my place between her thighs and with one hard thrust, buried his cock meat deep inside of her!!! She came again before he even had a chance to reload his dick, and for the next five minutes she was getting off faster and harder than any woman I had ever seen!!! By the time Sean was ready to shoot, she was already half out of it, so I jumped in and took him into my mouth and let him ejaculate into my hungry mouth!!! Let me tell you, that boy cums in buckets!!! We never did get out of the house that night, we stayed in Mrs. Ardmore’s place and just fucked and sucked each other all night long!!! Well, anyway, Sean acquitted himself quite well and everybody was totally satiated by morning!!! Well, seeya later, bye now!!!
October 23 Dear Diary, I must have an effect on woman, cuz I got hit on again this week, this time by my Spanish teacher!!! Her name is Miss Lopez, and I think she’s from Cuba, but anyway, she’s really pretty with a great body!!! I’m doing okay in her class, so I was surprised when she asked me to stay after class, but I stuck around until everyone had gone and waited to find out what the heck I’d done this time!!! I was a little stunned when she came directly to the point, and I mean directly!!! She lifted her skirt and showed me her very bare vagina and said this is what you do to me!!! Diary, she was absolutely dripping!!! She had a lot of hair in her vee, but her lips were shaved smooth so you could really see her crack, and let me tell ya, she was really wet!!! She said just loved girl to girl sex, and she really would like it if I would suck her off!!! So, for the second time in two weeks I was sucking off and older woman!!! Okay, she wasn’t really that old, but jeez louise she had a hot fucking pussy!!! I guess what they say about Latinas is true, you burn your finger or tongue on their lips!!! I could see right away that she was in dire straits, so being the good Samaritan that I am, I dropped to my knees and tongue fucked her to orgasm!!! Afterwards she had me take off my top and sucked on my nipples until I was climbing the walls!!! The turn about was fair play and she used her magic tongue on my pussy, bringing me to a very hard and satisfying climax!!! It just goes to show you diary, you never know where the next tonguing is going to come from!!! Signing off now, good night!!!
October 31 Dear Diary, It’s Halloween, but Betty Sue and I are just staying in and watching a little television!!! We’re both naked and lying on the floor with our breasts pressed together and our fingers in each other’s pussy!!! Since my trip back to St. Louis, Betty Sue and I have been doing a lot more soft kissing, and it’s been wonderful!!! Lips together, nipples touching, and a finger in a vagina, I call that heaven!!! Both of us have firm but very pliable breasts, so when we press them together the sensation is incredible!!! I just love seeing Betty Sue walking without her bra on, c-cup and not a hint of sag, just a nice little bounce that makes me so wet, and I think that only another female can appreciate how nice it is to feel your boobs jiggle when you walk!!! We watched television and fingered each other to three or four orgasms each, while also taking turns licking and sucking each others breasts!!! Well, it’s time to close off now, I have the bestest roomie in the whole wide world, and I think I hear her calling me to bed right now, sorry diary, I can’t miss that, good by!!!
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My Sex Life Episode 1 Attempted sex

My name is Derek and im documenting my sex life as it goes on im currently 21 now but my adventures take place when i was 13
My sex life starts normal and plain but gets dirtier and kinkier as i prgress

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What he’s thinking – ch 6

Entry Six: — Laura + me + art modeling ———————
Writing about Laura’s story kept it fresh in my mind. So the next time I saw her I asked about her thoughts on exhibitionism. I assumed that like most sensual women she loved flaunting herself. What I was wondering was if she thought Jon liked giving the strip show to an audience of women the way a woman might in front of a male audience. This led to the usual discussion about bikinis versus nudity. We both admitted that we had experienced the feeling at times of being more naked in a skimpy bathing suit than when actually naked where nudity was expected. In Laura’s case, this mostly meant nudist camps, resorts, and beaches. She went to all of these regularly. I, on the other hand, just meant getting naked with a lover. I was dying to hear some details about her experiences with mixed nudity. For instance, was it true that the men generally didn’t have embarrassing situations? In my experience, when I got alone with a guy, we always had to work around his erection to get his pants off. But I never got to ask much about nudist camps because we got off on another tangent.
My question about a girl putting on a show in front of a male audience prompted Laura to disclose the fact that she occasionally modeled for art classes and art sessions. The difference was that sessions were usually in the evenings and all the students or artists did was draw or paint the model. There was generally no instructor nor any instruction. Laura had started posing in college after herself taking a course in figure drawing where she realized she’d much rather be the girl naked on the stage than one of the students drawing her, especially with more than half the class being males. While still a history student she’d only posed once or twice a semester. The schools always want variety and there were many takers. So a girl was never asked to pose more than twice for the same class. Since college, Laura has generally been on call for three or four classes simultaneously, and gets to flash her ass at a lot of male strangers about once a month. I could go on giving her story second hand, but instead I’ll record here my own experience. It came almost immediately because she offered to let me take her turn that very night.
“Well, the guy who lines up the models is sort of hard up. He doesn’t mind using a model twice per session but likes to space out your turns. When I was getting dressed last week, he promised me he’d call me again in about two months. But last night he called me back. Most of the girls are college age and on vacation this week. When the girl who’d been scheduled called in sick, I was the only model he could find. But he’d much rather not use me two weeks in a row. If you take it tonight I’ll still get another turn later. Besides, he once asked me if I knew any pretty small breasted girls who would be interested. Most of the girls begging to show off their tits are cows like me. Well, are you interested?”
It was one of those situations where I didn’t know if I really wanted to do it, but knew full well that if I didn’t jump at the chance, I’d be forever afterwards kicking myself. Doing it and not enjoying the experience could hardly be as bad as not knowing. Of course I accepted her offer. When I suggested we notify the professor she said first he wasn’t a professor, just an organizer, original a student who stayed in the area after he graduated. And second, he wouldn’t care much as long as someone showed up, preferably female, preferably pretty. But in fact, that was only for the artists’ pleasure. In the actual classes they even paid lip service to wanting variety, not just pretty young girls. In her experience as a student when they sometimes got fat females they still preferred them to guys.
“I think everyone, even the girl artists would prefer painting breasts and pubes to penises. One lady claimed a male chest was too plain to be interesting. We only did one guy, and I guess I didn’t find his limp penis the least bit interesting. Yet every other time, I’d always at least been interested in the girl’s nipples.
Well, as the appointed time was only three hours away, I hardly had any time to even get nervous. Laura gave me some pointers, but absolutely refused to accompany me. At least not as a companion. She would have loved being there as an artist to watch me do my thing. But as she’d been the model just the week before, everyone would recognize her. The reason she wouldn’t accompany me was that the model isn’t supposed to have any reason to be nervous. A chaperone would spoil the atmosphere for everyone, especially the model. After doing it I have to admit that showing up with another girl would have been silly.
One of the things Laura had talked about was getting undressed. Basically, don’t make a big thing about it. Generally she liked to push the limit, undressing next to the stage where everyone could see her if they wanted to watch. But most girls stripped in the corner of the room and just walked up to the stage stark naked. “Clothed in nudity” was an expression Laura used meaning that she was modestly attired the way she was supposed to be. It was all almost too modest which was why she liked giving the guys a semi strip show. For my first experience she recommended I follow the modest example.
“You can get a feel for things as you go along. Like pussy spread. You shouldn’t pose with your legs wide open. But if you sit in a way that feels comfortable, you won’t look like you’re trying to give a show. If you’re too conservative usually one of the women will ask you to be a little more daring. I only saw that happen once when I was a student. The models are there because they like showing off. One time when I was modeling there were only seven artists, all males. All night I kept getting more and more daring until I stopped just short of actually masturbating. The guys loved it. If there had been any women present, however, I’m sure the men would have been too embarrassed to show their pleasure.”
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Perhaps I’ve overstated this mind reading business. For perfect reading I have to be actually making eye contact with the person. I already said I only know what they’re thinking, not what else they know. So, I’m standing half naked in a fancy dress in front of a guy with a big bulge in his trousers. No big deal that I know what he’s thinking. But then I pick up the fact that he’s got to make his conquest quickly because the appointment he can’t break is at ten thirty? He didn’t say that out loud!
Facts about myself are so easy to pick up, I don’t even need eye contact. A time schedule for my seduction is important to my suitor, and I can get that information without looking at him. All it takes is his eyes on me. Of course, if he’s thinking about me he’s probably looking at me anyway. A guy walking behind me watching my fanny wiggle in front of him is ridiculously easy to read, even in detail. But say I’m looking one way, and he’s looking in the other direction at some other female. I can barely read such strong emotions as lust and jealosy. I can tell simple things like whether he thinks he’ll score or isn’t tempted to try. The guy looking at my fanny, however, is telling me exactly how he’s picturing me, usually, of course, naked. But some guys imagine me in a skin tight bathing suit,or a thong. If I’m naked I may be a few feet away, or right in his lap,around his shaft. If the guy’s got a vivid imagination I can see my own seduction in detail in his mind. Sometimes it’s a better fantasy than my own.
Anyway, the session was every bit as much fun as Laura had promised. I walked in the room and stayed pretty much unnoticed. I gathered the people didn’t know each other well, and I was not the only attractive girl there. And the organizer was expecting Laura. I pretty much figured out who he was because he kept nervously looking at the clock. So a few minutes after arriving and a few minutes before the hour I simply walked to one corner of the room and calmly took my clothes off. Harry immediately walked over to me and started talking.
“I was hoping you were the model when I didn’t see you setting up any equipment. What happened to Laura?”
“Oh, nothing. She said you’d rather have another model than use her two weeks in a row. And I could use a few extra bucks. Besides, I like doing it. I guess we all do I suppose? She also said you told her once you wanted a few girls a bit less well built. I hope I’m not too disappointing small. The names Karen by the way.”
“Harry. Karen, anyone as pretty as you doesn’t have to worry about disappointing anyone. But Laura’s right. I think we’ll all love painting someone with such a beautiful, delicate figure. And I think you asked just because you wanted a well deserved compliment. Well, you know the routine. After you finish stretching do a few quick, say five minute poses, then twenty to thirty minutes. We’re paying eleven an hour now. I would suggest two ten minute breaks, but that’s your call. If you get tired and have to break a pose, try to give us a few minute’s warning. And enjoy yourself as much as you like.”
I never figured out what he meant by that last sentence. Did he mean relax or get playful and tease the guys? I doubt he meant much of anything. Sort of like saying “have a nice day”. Well, I had a nice evening. Stretching naked made me realize for the first time how many yoga postures included flaunting your pussy. And your ass hole. Even with tights on it’s pretty significant. But usually I’m either in private or in a room filled mostly with other women doing the same thing. I realized as I was doing it that I was probably competing with a typical naked bar routine on an even basis. But it would have been embarrassing to suddenly stop. As it was, while I seemed to draw the eyes of every male there, I didn’t see any obvious disapproval, even from the women. I guess I wasn’t the first model to be this uninhibited.
I thought it would be fun to do some mind reading with the guys studying my nude body. While posing, I rarely got to make eye contact, but at the beginning of a pose I’d received plenty of erotic images. As far as any of the regular signs of male interest, I was not disappointed in their initial reactions, but a few minutes into each pose, all signs of erections seemed to disappear. The guys obviously liked studying my naked body, but it held their long term interest more as a example of pleasing art than as a sex object. As the sexual interest declined during each pose, the mental images almost faded completely. Effectively, when they were only interested in my body as artwork, they were no longer interested in me at all.
What was fun was talking to people during my break. Laura had told me that many models put a robe on when not posing. She didn’t and I followed her example. Standing naked next to a guy discussing a drawing he’s just done of your body is really sexy. I had no trouble reawakening an interest in any man I talked with. There was plenty of lust to enjoy in their thoughts, and a fair amount of fantasy as well. Some of the older guys were always trying to imagine some way they could end up in bed with me. The younger guys didn’t need to imagine a senerio. All they thought about was what it would actually be like. On a beach we say the guys are always undressing us with their eyes. Well, when standing there naked, my pussy totally exposed, what they were doing was fucking me with their eyes. I was already undressed. The nice thing was I could show off my tits with no fear of having them mishandled, while still enjoying the lustful thoughts they inspired.

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Human Toilet at the Club Pt. 2

The bathroom around me smelled like stale piss. The underside of the toilet was stained brown and yellow. All I could taste was the bartender’s salty piss. Despite all this, I found myself excited. The idea of being dominated so completely by these women felt right. I belonged here.

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This storie is entirely in swedish

LÄt mig berÀtta vad som hÀnde en kvÀll nÀr min sons vÀn sov över hos oss en kvÀll (han Àr 18).
han brukar sova övver hos oss nÀstan varje helg och nÀr klockan Àr runt ett eller tvÄ nÀr min son har somnat och han tror att jag sover brukar han smyga ner till mitt rum i bara kalsonger.
första gĂ„ngen han gjorde detta lĂ„tsades jag sova för att se vad han hade tĂ€nkt göra. han nĂ€rmade sig lĂ„ngsamt och samtidigt som han gjorde detta sĂ„g jag att han masserade sin kuk som var sten hĂ„rd i hans kalsonger. nĂ€r han stod vid min sĂ€ngkant böjde han sig fram och viskade “Ă€r du vaken” i mitt öra jag svarade inte för att jag ville se vad han ville.
jag lĂ„g pĂ„ min rygg medans han gjorde allt det hĂ€r, nĂ„gra minuter efter att han hade frĂ„gat mig om jag var vaken tog han tag i min arm och höjde den och slĂ€ppte sedan ner den (för att se om jag var vaken). jag fortsatte lĂ„tsas sova, nĂ„gra sekunder senare kĂ€nner jag hur han tar tag i min arm igen och knutter min hand runt hans sten hĂ„rda kuk (han gör detta vĂ€ldigt lĂ„ngsamt och försiktigt dock) han runkar av sig lite med min hand ett tag, sen lutar han sig över mitt ansikte igen och kysser mig, sedan viskar han i mitt öra ” jag ska knulla skiten ur dig din smutsiga hora” sedan drar han ner sina kalsonger och trycker ner dom i munnen pĂ„ mig.
han tar nu tag i tĂ€cket som tĂ€cker min kropp(jag hade pĂ„ mig en bh och en stringtrosa ) han drar lĂ„ngsamt av tĂ€cket och jag hör honom flĂ€mta lite. han lutar sig över mig ioch tar ut sina kalsonger ur min mun. sedan för han lĂ„ngsamt in tvĂ„ av sina fingrar i min mun. för att se om jag skulle suga pĂ„ dom tror jag, vilket jag gjorde. nĂ€r han stoppade in sina fingrar i min mun stĂ€ngde jag munnen försiktigt sĂ„ han skulle tro att jag skulle suga pĂ„ vad han Ă€n stoppade i min mun. dĂ„ kĂ€nde jag hur hans hĂ€nder tog pĂ„ min mage han drog handen lĂ„ngsamt nĂ€rmare mina bröst. han tvekade lite men sen klĂ€mde han pĂ„ mitt högra högra bröst ovanpĂ„ bh:n, han tog ut sin hand ur min mun och Ă„lade sig lĂ„ngsamt upp pĂ„ min sĂ€ng och la sig brevid mig…
nĂ€r han lĂ„g brevid mig kĂ€nde jag hans pulserande kuk peta mig i sidan av magen. han lutade sig mot mitt öra Ă€nnu en gĂ„ng och viskade “det Ă€r bara att sĂ€ga till om du vill att jag ska sluta” sen tog han min arm igen och fortsatte runka av sig med min hand. efter det fick han mod nog att stoppa ner sin hand ner i mina trosor, jag kĂ€nde hur hans fingrar Ă„lade sig ner i min trosor och hur han körde in ett finger i min fitta och lĂ€t det sita kvar dĂ€r samtidigt som han kollade pĂ„ mig för att se om jag skulle vakkna och lĂ„ngsamt började han dra ut och trycka in sitt finger i min vĂ„ta fitta.
sedan tog han sin hand och förde lĂ„ngsamt ner sina vĂ„ta fingrar i min mun samtidigt som han viska i mitt öra ” gillar du hur din fitta smakar hora” sedan försökte han ta av min bh vilket tog lite tid men jag hjĂ€lpte till genom att vrida lite pĂ„ mig(vilket fick honom att rycka till men han förstod snabbt att jag fortfarande sov) nĂ€r han fick av mig bh:n kröp han sig nĂ€rmre och jag kĂ€nde hans pulserande sten hĂ„rda kuk masseras mot min rumpa medans han lĂ„g och tog pĂ„ mina bröst (han hade ena armen under mig ) samtidigt som han gjorde detta viskade han i mitt öra ” du ska fĂ„ en sĂ„ stor kuk i dig som du aldrig har fĂ„tt det förut, jag tĂ€nker knulla dig tills solen gĂ„r upp din kĂ„ta lilla hora. sedan Ă„lade han sig frĂ„n mig och jag trodde han var klar men det visade sig att han bara gjorde sĂ„ för att kunna vĂ€nda pĂ„mig. sĂ„ dĂ€r lĂ„g jag pĂ„ min rygg igen med vidöppen mun och tuttarna ute. jag kĂ€nde hurhan satte sig pĂ„ min mage vĂ€ldigt försiktigt Ă„ jag inte skulle vakna och sen kĂ€nde jag hns pulserande sten hĂ„rda kuk nĂ€rma sig mina bröst vĂ€ldigt lĂ„ngsamt, nĂ€r han hade placerat sin kuk mellan mina bröst klĂ€mde han ihop dem och börjag röra sig fram och tilbaka vĂ€ldigt lĂ„ngsamt. jag hörde hur han började flĂ€mta lite dĂ„ och dĂ„ . nĂ€r han var klar med att knulla mina bröst lutade hans ig ner och körde ner sin tunga min hals och sen spottade han i min mun. nĂ€r han hade gjort det viskade han i mitt öra Ă€nnu en gĂ„ng
“jag gör din mun redo för min enorma kuk, hoppas du gillar att fĂ„ en stor kuk ner i halsen” sedan hukade han sig över mitt ansikte och jag kĂ€nde hur han tvekade för att köra ner sin kuk i min hals.
efter nĂ„gra minuter kĂ€nde jag hans ollon masseras mot mina lĂ€ppar, dĂ„ öppnade jag munnen lite till och dĂ„ körde han försiktigt ner sin kuk i min mun. och jag formade mina kuk sugar lĂ€ppar runt hans kuk. jag kĂ€nde hur han lĂ„ngsamt började dra utsin kuk för att sedan trycka ner den sĂ„ lĂ„ngt han kunde ner i min hals sedan drog han ut den igen och viskade i mitt öra ” du var mig en tung sovare, det gör inget vi kommer ha roligt Ă€nĂ„ och han fortssatte, sra sin kuk ut och tryckaner den djupt ner i min hals han öka hastigheten och min jag började “gaga” och min hals började lĂ„ta pĂ„grund av hans kuk. efter han hade knullat mitt ansikte i vad som kĂ€ndes som en timme drog han ut sin kuk och började masera den mot mit ansite och han började slĂ„ mina kinder med den och sedan tryckte han ner den i halsen en sista gĂ„ng och gjorde nĂ„rgra snabba stöttar djupt nere i min hals. han drog ut sin kuk och lutade sig ner och kysste mig igen sedan viskade han i mitt öra ” nu ska jag knulla dig din hora och du ska gilla det. han Ă„lade sig ner mot min fitta samtidigt som han lĂ„g med sin mage mot min. mina trosor Ă„kte plötsligt av och jag kunde kĂ€nna hans pulserande kuk nĂ€rma sig min fitta.
han tryckte först in toppen och stirrade pĂ„ mitt ansikte som han precis hade knullat och vĂ€tande ett tag seda tryckte han lĂ„ngsamt in sin kuk i min fitta och han stönade lĂ„gt för sig sjĂ€lv. hans feta kuk Ă„kte in och ut ur min fitta vĂ€ldigt lĂ„ngsamt och han viskade i mitt öra ” fan va din fitta var uttöjd mĂ„ste vara för att du födde din idiot till son, jag tror jag ska knulla skiten ur ditt arsle istĂ€llet”.
plötsligt lĂ„g jag pĂ„ sidan igen och han lĂ„g som fast klistrad mot min rygg. jag kĂ€nde hur toppen pĂ„ hans kuk maserade min rumpa och tillslut mitt anus. han körde lĂ„ngsamt in toppen pĂ„ kuken i min röv och jag var tvungen att verkligen hĂ€jda mig sjĂ€lv frĂ„n att lĂ„ta. jag kĂ€nde hans varma andedrĂ€kt mot mitt öra samtidigt som han lĂ„ngsamt viskade ” ja du hĂ€r var det tajtare” nĂ€r han avvslutade meningen kĂ€nde jag hur hans kuk lĂ„ngsamt fördes djupare in i min röv och han viskade nu med hela sin kuk inne i min röv “jag har nog allt sett dina filmer pĂ„ internet trots att du mĂ„ ha gĂ„tt i pension och inte berĂ€ttat nĂ„tt för din son sĂ„ har jag sett dem och jag vet att du tog kukar i röven i nĂ„gra av dem sĂ„ du Ă€r vĂ€l van att bli behandlad som en hora eller hur din smutsiga hora.
plötsligt började han dra ut sin kuk och jag trodde han var klar men lika fort som jag kĂ€nde hur hans feta kuk Ă„kte uttryckte han vĂ„ldsamt in den igen “du sover fortfarande eller hur din hora” viskade han. jag höll mig tyst “jag tĂ€nkte vĂ€l det din lilla hora” in och ut in och ut Ă„kte hans feta kuk ur min röv och han tryckte bara in den allt snabbare och vĂ„ldsammare sedan drog han ut den och jag lĂ„g Ă„ter igen pĂ„ rygg.
han trodde vid det hĂ€r laget att han kunde göra vad han ville med mig utan att jag skulle vakna sĂ„ han tryckte sin kuk djupt in i min fitta och kan den en riktig Ă„k tur ett tag sedan viskade han i mitt öra ” nu sĂ„ ddin hora ska du fĂ„ smaka ditt arsle och din fitta “.
han tryckte ner sin kuk med all sin kraft och med sjĂ€lvförtroende i min hals och han greppa tag om mitt huvud med bĂ„da sina hÀÀnder och han tryckte mit ansikte upp mot sig sjĂ€lv sĂ„ att hans sten hĂ„rda kuk Ă„kte djupt ner i min hals och dĂ€r höll han kvar mig ett tag sedan la han ner mitt huvud pĂ„ kudden och lutade sig över mig och sa ” nu vill jag att du ska vara tyst och lĂ„ta mig knulla ditt ansikte sĂ„ hĂ„Ă„rt som jag vill och sen ska du lĂ„ta mig knulla dig i röven sĂ„ hĂ„rt som jag vill och sedan ska jag komma i din röv ok” jag var sĂ„klart tyst och han flinade lite. sedan tog han samma grepp om mitt huvud och började förra mitt huvud fram och tillbaka pĂ„ hans kuk som tiden gick började han trycka Ă„rdare och snabbare. jag kĂ€nde hans pulserande kuk knulla sönder min hals sĂ„ hĂ„rt och plötsligt stannade han och höll sin kuk djuptnere i min hals sen slĂ€ppte han och vĂ€nde pĂ„ mig(sĂ„ jag lĂ„g pĂ„ mage) ” nu ska jag knulla dig som den hora du Ă€r” viskade han samtidigt som han tvingade in sin feta pulserande ku i min röv. han började dra ut och trycka in sin kuk lĂ„ngsamt in och ut sen viskade han ” juste jag fick ju knulla dig hur hrt jag ville din smutsiga hora” han drog ut kuken och tryckte in dden i min röv hĂ„rt iĂłch sen knullade han min röv sĂ„ hĂ„rt sĂ„ den nĂ€stan sprak sen kĂ€nde jag hur han hastigt drog ut sin kuk och vĂ€nde pĂ„ mig ” jag Ă€ndra mig din smutsiga slyna jag ska knulla din mun och komma djupt nere i din hals” hans kuk fördes djupt och hastigt ner i min hals och han började knulla min mun hĂ„rt men jag focuserade bara pĂ„ att inte nudda kuken med mina tĂ€nder jag kĂ€nde hans kuk föras in och ut ur min mun med vĂ€ldig agression och plötsligt drog han ut sin kuk och jag kĂ€nde hans varma tjocka sperma spruta över hela mitt ansikte. han mĂ„lade hela itt ansiikte med sitt varma sperma
Han förde in sin kuk i min mun och juckade nĂ„gra sista gĂ„nger sen drog han ut den och viskade i mitt öra ” ja du din smutsiga hora dig ska jag knulla sĂ„ hĂ€r varje gĂ„ng jag sover över och jag hoppas jag kan ta med nĂ„gra vÀÀnner nĂ€sta gĂ„ng sĂ„ det kanske blir lite roligare. han drog pĂ„ sig sina kalsonger och stopade in mina under klĂ€der i munnen pĂ„ mig och smög upp till min sons rum igen.

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Diary

Life’s Tales (Intro & Chapter 1)

I haven’t really named this yet but it’s a story I’ve been working on for a while now. Let me know what you think…it starts off kinda slow but it’ll get there

Diary

curious boy

This is suppose to be a curious boys diary
well Im going to start off by saying my name is Jesse Im 6′ weigh 180 cuban.
well ive always been involved in sports, so being around boys had never been weird for me! In middle school i would shower at the school with other guys without any problems! but things started to change my senior year of high school when i was at my uncles house visiting in south florida.
I stayed in his maids room for the weekend since she was out of town. i got bored late at night after having a few beers and decided to go through her drawers until i found her panty one. (now things get good lol)
Well i went in the bathroom with my favorite pair i found. A purple lace thong with a cute little bow on the front of it. i put on the thong and had an instant erection! biggest ive probably ever had! the material rubbing between my ass cheeks felt amazing. I felt like a slut for some reason. That night something got sparked in me that kept growing.
A few months later I find myself at my cousins house in town, and when i walk into the bathroom i see a tiny gold thong on the bathroom floor.I got hard just thinking about how the material would feel rubbing against the skin of my ass.
The next year i started college! Im happy you know im going to be independent all on my own what could go wrong right? soo i move into my dorm room and i get a cute mexican guy. he was a soccer player with a sexy body and cute mohawk. so anyways we got along good for a few weeks we usually were in boxers ahh i loved it but i was so confused on why? i don’t like guys! or do i?…
A few days later my roommate ends up dropping out of school! i know what a disaster. but being alone i watched a lot of porn and saw a lot of girls get fucked by a big hard juicy cock!
I downloaded an app that allows you to chat with other people and soon enough i was chatting but one night i got bored and hit up a cute black guy i saw.
I had a few crushes on black men before something about them is to die for! but anyways this guy said she he was a top and i thought that was perfect i just felt like i wanted to be his bitch. Im not a fem in other way (except the panties) but i just have a fantasy of getting pounded.
Me and the black guy talked for a long time but never met! but after this i felt confident in talking to guys, so i would hit up a few guys on craigslist to come over to my room and just destroy my ass!
The first guy was a mexican i met him actually from the gym. he looked gay so i hit on him a little and he was hooked. I told him i could show him some ab workouts in my room since i had my own room and we were off. When we got to the room he made the first move to kiss me. WOW was i shocked his kiss was so aggressive so manly loved it! he grabbed my ass like it was his property! I had never kissed a guy so this was all so new, so exciting i wanted more! I immediately dropped my pants to my ankles and bent over. i wanted it doggy style its my favorite position. He spread my cheeks and spit on my asshole. i felt two fingers go inside it hurt a little. then i felt the head of his 7 in. cock enter! i could feel my ass hole stretching! as time went on the pain turned into pleasure nothing like i have ever experienced before. i soon caught myself yelling “fuck me, papi” “I love your dick in my ass!” i even said the said the classic “HARDER, HARDER!” i don’t know what came over me but i was on it, all my porn watching experience was coming in handy! The harder he went the more i felt like i was going to explode my load from this amazing feeling ive never had. In the end he ended up cumming all over my ass and left while i fell asleep. when i woke up the next morning i thought to myself did i really just do that last night? but I surprisingly had the biggest smile when I thought that.
The next guy i had come over to my dorm was a stranger from craigslist i thought it would be fun to sleep with a stranger and explore each others talents. When he came over i wanted to surprise him by wearing a sexy thong to show off my ass and I also was playing what i call baby making music! When he got there it was on right away! I got on my knees to try and suck his big cock! the thing was like 9 inches ahh i loved every inch too. i would stroke his cock while i played with the tip in my mouth it was a constant spit and stroke. then when his cock was wett enough i knew the drill i got on my hand and knees and it was his time to do work on me.
I remember him grabbing me by the hips and thrusting his cock deep in my ass. i let out a little yell but kinda sounded like a moan! it didn’t matter my door was locked and it was my weekend! i then got on his cock to give it a ride. I had never done this before so i went off of what i remembered from porn movies. i was bouncing my ass on his cock i could feel his cock smoothly coming in and out of my tight little ass hole. I wanted anew experience, so i wanted his load to be shot in my mouth! I lay next to him on hand on his cock stroking it making that cum ready to explode all in my mouth when it did oh my i wanted more! the taste the texture everything felt so right!

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