Unspoken deal [MF]

I was the first in my group of friends to get a car, I would drive everyone everywhere just for the sake of that driving freedom.

My girlfriend had an after school part time job, couple that with her studies, hanging out with friends and we really only hung out once or twice a week, other than me picking her up from work after every shift. Me being a horny teenager and getting a taste of honey, driving her home from work always involved parking in a dim lit corner of an alley near a park, and a blowjob.

It became kind of like Pavlov’s dog both for me and for her. While driving to pick her up I was rock hard waiting in the parking lot, times when she was in a hurry to go straight home, she had her head in my lap before I put the car in reverse and backed out of the parking stall.
We dated about 6 months and in that time, well teens talk. “Blowjob for ride” was never a condition or demand… I was a horny teenager with a car that loved driving., but “ Blowjob for ride” had become well known, dare I say legendary.

The best almost anal I’ve ever had with my the neighbours daughter.! [M][F]

How this unfolded still baffles my mind!

It’s Friday afternoon, mid summer. The week has been overly hot, work insanely hectic, it’s 1:00pm and I punch the clock on the job site. Me and my renovations crew have been behind schedule all damn week…. miraculously by Friday I can breathe a sigh of relief seeing the job is now ahead of schedule, even if it’s just by a few hours. I did a run to the beer store and bought a case for each of the guys…
” I’m out of here…. great job this week !!”
They all encourage me to have a great weekend, as I’m always the first on the job and the last to leave… I was just done, with zero fucks left.

My goal, drink cold beer, sit in the air conditioning, do as little as possible.
I park my truck, grab my case, and walk around the building complex to my apartment patio door.
My neighbor Sheila is a knock out blonde that easily passes for someone in low 30’s…. I’ve had a few escapades with her but never got more involved than that.
As I more or less sneak along the side of the building, in my mind I’m hoping I don’t bump into her so I can avoid pleasantries. Yes I’m that kinda “ done”.
But as Round the corner I see her and well it’s not her… it’s a mirror image of her.. her daughter Anita.

[M]y girl[F]friend asks me to [F]uck her sister again….” the thing”. PART 3

The genuine and wholesome encouragement combined with the many requests has again fueled me to continue the saga… the upvotes and awards are near staggering, and I would like to thank all of you….thank you for being you !

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Part 2 link

[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister, AGAIN….. Part 2 from gonewildstories

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Samantha and I had an open relationship, no we weren’t swingers and neither of us had a “ hall pass “ for sex outside our relationship. We were just honest and either of us could say anything without fear of judgement, especially about the obvious. At a festival I could elbow Samantha and direct her attention towards a woman with massive breasts, covered but clearly on display. She would would reply by looking at me with widened eyes, a raise of her eyebrows, and a slight nod in agreement. She knew I wasn’t saying I wanted to have sex with this woman or that my eyes were creeping through the crowd. That honesty and openness allowed for such huge personal growth and was the catalyst that lead to the discovery of that sexual “ thing” I do.

[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister, AGAIN….. Part 2

Thank you for all for the positive encouragement from my last story, as a result I’m inspired to write a follow-up.
The amazing number of upvotes, comments, awards and messages was nothing I expected. You all are great. Thank you.

Part one below…for those interested.

[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister. from gonewildstories

Samantha and April are really close as sisters. They message and talk nearly every single day and I don’t think either of them has a secret the other doesn’t know.

Samantha and I talked about “ that night” just briefly the next day. “ thanks again for helping April babe, you really are the best” she started saying.
“ hey, we all know what a slump can do to a person, plus we’re all adults” I replied keeping things cool.
“ for sure!! “ And she said other things about the feeling of reject, unsexy, emotional effects and well I can’t really remember much of that, so I’m not even gonna try. But what I do remember is two weeks later to the day.

[M]y girl[F]riend wants me to [F]uck her sister.

During a full Saturday of running errands with my long time, live in girlfriend, she asked me a very random question regarding her younger sister.
“ April is having issues with her boyfriend” she started.
“ oh oh” I said, “ what’s going on?”
She turned in her seat to face me, as we were in the truck headed home…” he doesn’t want to have sex with her” she continued.

This caught my attention, as most of our conversation that day had been about where to drive and buy this or that for our landscaping project. I remained silent letting her continue.
“ April hasn’t had sex in almost two months. Yesterday she even offered him anal and he refused, saying he was tired. Do you think he’s cheating on her?”
“ I don’t know, but that’s a pretty good sign” was all I said, wanting to avoid a conversation of someone’s else’s problem.

“ she’s feeling down, do you mind if I invite her over for dinner tonight?” She asked
“ that’s a good idea babe” I replied, knowing that the two sister will end up chatting alone while I get some uninterrupted time to catch up with sports on the TV.

Chronicles of Clay, newly single male, meets a goddess Sheila neighbor. [M] [F]

I’m providing a brief history thinking that this might make it better to understand and relate to the person behind these stories.
Please excuse grammar or punctuation errors, I’ll do my best and welcome constructive feedback. For those able to look past a non writers mistakes and focus on the story, you will be rewarded and entertained..
These chronicles are 100% true !! I will attempt to recapture moments in words as accurately as I can, yet blur details for privacy.

If you wish to bypass and get straight to the story I’ve put a line of “ ***** “

I’m currently creeping up on near 50 years of age, and I’ve lived an absolutely incredible life in near every aspect. I can say this because ….I’m here, and upon reflection of every adversity I’ve encounter, I’m still here.
I grew up rich but not wealthy. We were a large Christian family with a mother whose life passion was to simply love, and her love overflowed from our home into the community as a volunteer in near everything.
Our father was hardworking, strict, and instilled in us a respect for women. Yes opening doors, carrying anything heavy, and if mom pulled up in the driveway from grocery shopping and made it to the front door holding one bag, there was hell to pay, and he was the funniest man I’ve ever known. ( international use of “and” poetic liberty )
Growing up I played every sport available, with sports and running becoming a huge part of my adult life…