My First 69 (My First Cock | Part 3) [Str8] [Mf] [Young] [Incest] [Step B/s] [Oral]

*You should read the first two parts if you haven’t already. The link to both can be found in the comment section.*

# My First 69

I was usually a pretty good kid. I did as I was told, remembered my manners and stayed out of trouble. But as I sat there, slumped into the couch with my arms crossed and an angry pout on my face, I was feeling ready to throw a full-blown tantrum.

“What’s up with you, squirt?” Joe asked as he entered the living room, handing my mom a cup of coffee.

“She’s sulking because-”

“I’M NOT SULKING!” I protested.

My mother glared at me for a moment before continuing. “She’s sulking because she doesn’t want to come with us up to your parents’ for the weekend.”

“Billy’s staying here.” I argued.

“Billy has to look after the farm.” I opened my mouth but mom already knew what was coming. “And no, you can’t stay with him.”

She sighed and sat down beside me. “Sweetie, I’m glad you love having a big brother so much, I really am. But you’ve been spending almost every spare moment with him and I think you forget that Billy’s a little older than you.”

Learning About Sex As A 15 year Old Part 2

I neglected to mark non-fictional on part one. We left Laura to finish her work but could not wait until the next Thursday. The day after Laura left we got out Ray’s dads magazines to find which on of the girls had boobs like Laura, we were only speculating because we did not see hers. We wondered about her nipples, what size were her boobs, were they soft or hard and we wondered who she had sex with. All these things went through our adolescence minds, which in turn made our dicks hard just thinking about it. She said she liked her nipples sucked boy that was a turn on. Thursday came and at 2PM we showed up to talk with Laura again. O boy she had on short shorts and a halter top, we come in and plopped on the couch. We started off by asking her if she had a date over the weekend, she said yes, was he a good kisser, she said yes and did he suck your tits, she said yes. We told her we wanted to see them, with shorts on and a halter with no straps, her midsection was showing, she looked good. Laura asked why do want to see them you can’t touch them.

GOD BLESS NEW NEIGHBORS [Mff] [oral] [facefuck] [69] [mast] [facial]

I couldn’t believe how quickly things escalated from a quick hello to pure hardcore porn level insanity. Here is what happened. I’ve been living in this building for about two years now. Half the residents are owners, like myself, and the other half is comprised of renters. Mostly college and grad school students.

This morning, I found myself in the laundry room. They say you’re not supposed to be going into public areas now, like laundry rooms. But in my building, we don’t have a choice since none of us have washers or dryers in unit. So, there I am, putting in some laundry when two absolutely unbelievably gorgeous women come in.

They could not have been older than 20 and when they saw me, they got anxious and started giggling. I tried to play it cool, since I’m 36 years old. The urge was there to not be seen as the older, creepy, weird guy. So I just turned and smiled at them.

They smiled back. They were both around 5’5. One was rail thin with tiny tiny tits. The other was kind of curvy with C cup sized tits. They were both Latina.

Learning About Sex As A 15 year Old Part 1

My best friend at 15 was Ray, we did everything together, playing ball, getting into all kind of mischief, including learning about sex. Ray was an only child and both of his parents worked, they rode together in the same car. They would leave about 7:30 and get home around 5:30. Ray had the run of the house, my mother was a stay at home Mom, so Ray’s house is where we find a lots of things to do. Ray’s dad had girly magazines we found hidden in a drawer in his dresser. The girls had great bodies and great boobs plus the magazines could make us hard and exciting.

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 5 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

*The chapter to be concluded by the next part.*

**Zita**

I wish my textbook would burn!

The Four-winged Announcer of The New Androcentrism is the object we are instructed to cuddle like if it was our most trustworthy adviser and also bed warmer. Weatherby names all eight men who contributed to the text, not alluding to the presented ideas. He revels in underlining it´s central position in the sources of the new constitution. The content we are to experience in silent reading. I am not allowed to discuss a single statement. Class was safe from the pure disagreement.

The first quarter of the book was dedicated to the fact that in the case of human species, nature has created the duality of leading masculinity and the supportive feminity. This is manifested in physical and mental differences and people must accommodate to these roles. When they do, the reciprocal agreement and willingness to unquestioned division of duties will follow.

Never Did Get To The Pool

In hindsight, that email confirming I’d be rooming with Susan for the Christmas party was the best news I got all year. Of course, I didn’t think it was at the time; I was cursing my luck and wondering if I’d have to sleep on a lounger by the pool rather than share a room with her and whoever she’d inevitably bring back in the middle of the night. I spent three days trying to find an alternative, but nobody was dumb enough to swap with me. Thank God they didn’t.

Then, the day before we left for the hotel, an email from Simon. He was meant to be rooming with Dave, but with Dave’s wife giving birth a month early Simon now had a twin bedroom all to himself, and would I like to take the spare bed? I had to think about it; I’d wanted to taste his tongue in my mouth since I’d joined the company three years ago, but despite our regular flirting, he’d never given any indication that he might cheat on his girlfriend. Sharing a room with him and having to keep my hands to myself would be almost as bad as staying with Susan – but not quite. So I took him up on his offer and promised that the first round was on me as a thank you.

Fucked the neighbors letter box [Non-Fiction] [M22] [Voyeurism]

I did a fucked up thing a number of times and loved it. I have a powerful voyeurism kink and i guess exhibitionism.

In a quite scheme with pairs of semi detached houses a down stairs and upper. So i am the downstairs and straight across from me is another door and little higher to the right is the upstairs door, both have families. To my right 3 wee steps and my upstairs neighbors front door, beyond are gardens and a quite view of the town from my high up point. To my left the road was level with me, the occasional car and more often passerby with little chance they might glance my way in the narrow window between the houses. Inside the top door are stairs to that lead up to the landing, where there’s a window that looks straight down at my and my neighbors front doors, I can look up and see anyone coming through the glass pained door as they can see me.

fiction : New neighbor

You move in to a new apartment, you’re shy and dont like to talk to new people and I am your neighbor. We pass smiles at each other sometimes in the elevator but never talk. You find me hot and I have the beard just the way you like. except for early mornings, you always find me sharply dressed. One evening as You see me having a quarrel with a lady friend, you’ve seen her before in the building but you dont know her. A few days later we cross paths in the elevator as we usually do in the evenings, i am holding a bottle of scotch. I catch you staring at her and cute as your are tuck some hair behind your ear as you say ” sorry”. I dont say anything. You try to start a conversation, “So are you having a party?” you say awkwardly, i reply “Party with one bottle?”. You stare away as you blush, i realize i was being rude and I ask you “I am drinking alone, I’d be happy to share this bottle with you” You smile and nod ” Sure, one drink or two.” I nod back. We walk into my apartment and you notice that i keep it awfully clean and organised. “Nice place” you say shyly. “Thanks” i reply. ” so what do you have like OCD or something?” you try to laugh a bit. ” No, I just have a thing to keep everything in my control and organised. Sit. make yourself comfortable” I reply as i point to the couch and without smiling as I pour you a drink. You keep looking at me as you pick up the glass. “Why were you drinking alone” you try to start a conversation. “I broke up with my girlfriend a few weeks ago, usually I used to drink with her so …” I look at you first time, I like your grey blue eyes and obviously you have some sense of clothing as you’ve nicely styled your top. Final Thought: You’re hot.

The Farmer’s Wife’s Garden [MF] [breeding]

>This is a bit shorter than my usual stuff but I still wanted to share. :)

The air was sweet with the promise of spring as the farmer’s wife knelt in the garden outside their homestead. The morning was still young, but her hands were already covered in earth as she weeded the patch of soil. With the last frost of the winter soon approaching, the seeds that had been germinating in her kitchen window sill were soon to be planted.

Tomatoes, cucumbers, squashes, lettuce. The farmer’s wife’s garden was always fruitful, her pickings the favourite of the other wives at the annual church summer picnic. It was said that she had a magical green thumb, a true blessing for the wife of a farmer.

As the sun rose to its zenith, the farmer’s wife paused and smiled at the sight of her husband walking towards her from the barn. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his arms firm from hard labour and tanned from the sun. His forehead was already dotted with sweat, but he strode up to her without hesitation.

My Wife’s Sexy Story

My wife wrote this story to me when we were dating. Presented here for your reading pleasure:

 I would love to have your cock right now. Makes me wet to think about it. I love when I make you so horny I can see your boner through your pants. It’s really hard not to take off your pants and suck your cock when it happens. I love the way you taste. I can’t wait to slowly run my lips down your cock, pressing my tongue flat against it and running my tongue to the tip, flicking my tongue across the head. You can feel my tits brushing your legs, making you even hotter.

I love taking your whole cock into my mouth, swallowing your cock before running my tongue across the base and flicking my tongue across you as I come back up. You can’t stand it. You love the way I swallow you but you want more. I’m wet from all the anticipation and you can tell. You grab my hair as I’m sucking your cock and pull me up, kissing me forcefully. You thrust a hand toward my pussy, shoving a finger in my tight, wet pussy, quickly pulling it out and tasting me. You love it. I can feel your cock getting harder under me. I can’t help but want you inside me.