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- Taking care of Uncle Frank
I don't remember the first time I had sex. Mother says is
was probably when I was about three years old, but can't guarantee
it. It could have been as early as two years old, or as late
as five. For sure none of us kids ever retained our virginities
past entering kindergarten. With five rambunctious and horny
boys, and three girls scattered among three full-sized beds
and a cot in the same bedroom, with nobody much caring which
bed they sleeped in, having sex or not, was a non-issue. I
mean, if you climbed into bed with someone of the opposite
sex, and that person wanted to have sex, then you did. So
what? Nobody thought anything of it. No, nobody forced anybody
to do anything. It seemed just as natural to me or my sisters
to go to sleep sandwiched between two of the boys, as it did
with two girls and a boy, or three girls. So one of the boys
might have his "thing" buried in your hole when
you did? Again, so what. It felt good. No, our house wasn't
one big long orgy, either. While me and Mike or Tim would
sometimes get bored, and fuck during the day, usually any
sex we had was at night, as we were all usually too busy during
the day to have sex. I mean, have you ever lived on a farm?
There isn't a lot of time during the day for extra things
like fucking your brothers. . . .
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- The Ring
My oldest step-daughter and I had come close before but now
it was happening and I could not stop it, not that I really
wanted to!
We had almost had sex once when her mom was not home and,
it was all her idea but I convinced her it was wrong or, at
least thought I had. That was when she was only about 18 or
so and now that she was 19 she had blossomed into a beautiful
young woman.
In the back of my mind I had always sort of regretted turning
her down especially when I found out it was probably ok with
her mom, and her own dad was dead. I had, had a growing fantasy
replaying over and over in my mind that had grown into a full
blown burning. I truly cared for her and did not want to do
anything ever to hurt her. In fact truth be told I loved her
and her mom was just the woman I lived with. Don’t get me
wrong her mom was great, just no sparks, great sex though
and she herself had started young.
The daughter; I will call her R. was not your typical 19 year
old, at least by my standards, . . . .
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- Mummy Sucks Me Dry
Dearest Mummy; Now that it is time for me to come home from
summer camp, I wanted to write you this letter while I still
have the nerve. I am really scared about all of the things
that you said I would have to do when I got home from camp,
and I am worried about all of the things that you have been
doing to me. I remember the last time I came home from camp.
When you picked me up at the station, you literally smothered
me with hugs and kisses, even putting your tongue down my
throat. Then, you made me sit next to you in the front seat
of your car, while you rubbed my crotch and pressed your breasts
into my arm. I was so embarrassed. I tried to sit away from
you, but you told me that you would spank me if I didn't do
as I was told. You told me that you missed your "squirt-factory"
very badly and you couldn't wait to fall back into our old
routine. Since I was now 18 years old, I should have lots
of "little boy juice" for mummy to feed on. I lived
in dread for this moment as I knew that I would not be able
to resist your advances. You had somehow grown addicted to
the taste of the sweet white cum that you had been milking
from my little weanie, since as long as I could remember.
You brushed one of your breasts against my arm and asked if
I would massage it for you as you drove us to your house.
I said that I didn't think . . . .
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