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My Horny Blind Aunt

My Horny Blind Aunt
…* based on a true story
… I had slowly became sexually aroused for my nephew Brad for a long time. His touch and mine told us we both had desires for each other. We had never got the chance to get together and sure didn’t need the family causing us both trouble.
… When he was little, he always helped me get around and me being blind seemed to turn him on. I think because he was shy and bashful. Being around me with no eye contact, made him feel comfortable around me. I could feel it in his touch. He liked to touch me. When we were alone we did a lot of touching which turned us both on. Hands at first, then arms, then faces and on to our legs and then one day…. my tits. He let me feel his boner and I let him feel up my dress and rub my pussy. He had a great and sexy touch. We liked to get each other aroused and then…we started kissing real hot in private…..
…Blind girls have a great advantage. We can smell a lot about a guy. His aftershave, or cologne, nervous perspiration, and what girl he was just with. The tone of his voice. If he’s talking towards us or away from us. The touch of him is the most reveling of all. Body temperature, moisture, and the slightest shaking in his hands. His reaction to conversations can be felt in his hands. Voices that are lying sound different that ones that tell the truth.
….Body heat tells us a lot too. My purse makes a little sound when it is opened, so I know if it being opened by someone else. Brad had a nice voice, very sincere, and I could tell he was horny for me. He quickly knew how to arouse me, and did so to make me happy. He would let his fingers trace my nipples outside my blouse, just to watch me smile. He loved to make me horny…and I loved to give him hardon’s.
….My brother and sister in law were going out of town for a week, so I ask her to send Brad over to look in on me for that week. They said fine and Brad caught on quick that this was a chance for us to get together. I was only a few years older than Brad and they didn’t know about our secret little feeling affair.
…There was something about being the first girl to have sex with him that was driving me to be… that girl. He had admitted to me that he was a virgin, but to please not tell anyone. This was becoming quite an obsession with me. Now was the time to act and get that virgin erection all to myself. I was a virgin also.
…Brad was the only guy I ever let feel me up, and I had to let him know I ’wanted’ to be felt up. In the early days, I moved his shaky hand where I wanted it to let him know it was ’ok’.
…We finally were alone one day when it very first happened. It was my first sexual thrill from a guy.
Brad….
….I tried not to act excited when ’they’ decided I should go check on aunt Tina while they were away. As a teen guy and I had gotten sex desires for her over the years. The warm touches she gave me told me she liked turning me on. It first started big a few months ago…..
…. We were in my house alone together for about an hour. She decided to get bold and gave me this sexy hug as we were standing. She whispered: (“…we have to have a talk Brad.”) I started getting a boner as I felt her push her pussy into me. I froze up as I had not even had my first sex yet. I was very inexperienced, with Tina being the only girl I had the hots for. Tina was a beautiful blond with nice tits and shape….but the sexy way she acted to me when no one was around, got to me.
…That day I really got turned in by her and I got a big boner. She whispered: (“Brad…I have to tell you something….I want to be the first girl you have sex with. I can teach you how girls like to have sex and you can ask me any questions you want to. Will you wait until we can be alone together and take our time with our first sex?”) I couldn’t speak at first, as she kept rubbing her pussy right on my boner. Then I said: (“…that would be wonderful Aunt Tina, I’ve dreamed about you for a long time, this would be a dream come true for me.”)
… She held me tight and told me how wonderful is was going to be. Then she said: (“…we have time to get in a little practice right now.”)
….She said to close my eyes and to let her do some ‘hot’ kissing practice, not just regular.
… While her lips played with mine she put her hand down my pants. I felt her warm fingers feeling my boner. Her warm lips were wet and her tongue traced along my lips. This was mega hot. She said to feel her tits. I went under her t-shirt and felt her warm tits over her bulging bra. She said to un-hook her bra. Now reach under and feel her nipples and be gentle.
…. I moved my hands under and went for her nipples. They stuck out firm as I felt them. She started breathing as hard as I was. I was loving this. She said to now put my hand under her skirt. I slipped my hand under. She had taken her panties off and I felt her wet slit.
…Time was racing by as we got really turned on and I slipped my finger in her pussy. She moaned a little and said to rub the top and called it her clit. She jumped and moaned a little more. She said: (“…my pussy will be waiting for you Brad…”)
…We had to stop as others would be coming home any minute. I watched her ass as she headed for the bathroom. She never looked so hot to me as she did now. It was hard to wait to get my hands on that body of hers. Now I had to cover my big boner and think about something else.
….Time dragged by with my school, mom and dad’s chores for me and Tina vivid on my mind. We both waited for the time to be together. We talked by phone though….and our hot talk just made the waiting worse. We found out how long we each had been wanting each other and were shocked on how long ago it started. I knew she kinda liked me but I never knew she fingered herself and thought of me….but….I told her I wanked the same about her. I swiped a pair of her panties and shot cum on them and a picture of her I found too. She said she had dreams of us having hot sex.
… All this talk was just making us want each other all the more. One night on the phone she fingered herself to orgasm as I wanked thinking about fucking her. To hear her moan and breathe like that was awesome…..
Tina thoughts…
….My obsession for Brad was happening for real. Tonight my brother and sister in law leave for a week. A whole week for Brad and I to be together. I was wet all the time now waiting. It was hard to wait to get my hands on him.
….Late Friday night I hear a knock on my door. He said it was him. My heart jumped as I opened the door. Our arms went around each other as I felt the head from his body. I felt his excited breathing on the side of my face. I had a robe on, and nothing else. I started undressing him right there. I wanted us naked and free. Two virgins all shaky and fumbling our fingers. I felt him pick me up and carry me to my couch. It felt like I was flying as he spun me around and around kissing my face over and over.
… We both giggled as he finally sat down with me across his lap. I felt his face for the smile I knew was there. He was like a little kid on Christmas. He felt my face like I felt his. He took my hand and held it up to my own face…he said: “See how beautiful you are..” He guided my hands around my face, using my hands as his eyes. We took our time feeling us and I saw him like never before, using his eyes and my hands to see with. I felt his chest with it’s beating excited heart. He guided my hands around my tits that he loved so much. I got a new picture of things through his hands directing mine. We did the same with our lips as they and our tongues felt all over us.
…He said he saw this movie where a guy put lotion all over the girl and it was beautiful. He brought a bag with him with lavender lotion in it. He opened my robe and started in on me. I had never had this done to me. I got new chills I never knew I had. He warmed it with his hand and put it all over my body as I went into a new world of feelings. It was making me so horny I had to take in bigger breaths.
…He got up and kneeled over me and put on the great aroma all over every inch of my body. I got so relaxed, when he got closer and closer to my pussy, I almost orgasmed right then. This special lotion he found began slowly began to heat up after is was applied. I was in another world of pleasure and aroma. I was weak but managed to pull him on top of me. I applied the lotion to him also. We both sighed as I felt so good. Now his boner was rock hard resting between my legs.
…. It was time to put it in my pussy. I guided it slowly in my tight pussy. A little at a time as we gasp for breath. I pulled my knees up and slowly it went in deeper and deeper. We gently let it go all the way in me. We mesh together as one. We now go to another world with each other. The feeling I’m getting are off the scale. We wrap ourselves in each others arms and I now know what it feel like to have his erection in me. We began to fuck together as an unexplainable high climbs up inside of us.
….Finally together. I pull him in deep to my pussy to get all the feeling I can. He’s starting to peak with me…I moan out as he starts to shake and we feel it. The hot cum flowing in me. We gasp for air as the feeling takes us away. I didn’t realize my hips could move so fast as I pumped my pussy around his cock. More moaning and squirming between us. Something inside my pussy squeezed down on his cock and lock on it tight…still higher I went as we kept fucking until we just locked up and let the cum flow in me…….
—–
….Brad and I have been together for 4 years now. The family is now use to it. Some nice people say: “Cool, she has a ‘sighted’ room mate to be with.”…he does take advantage of me thought. He sneaks up behind me (of course I can hear him) and gropes and cops a feel of my tits and pussy. I act surprised. I take his clothes while he’s in the shower and then turn out all the lights in the house. He giggles and has to try and find them. There always between my legs when he finds me….
…. In the evenings he likes to play a porn video. He puts a disk in the DVD player. He says the disk sound is crappy, so he will narrate. He loves to get me all turned on as he describes the action. He fondles me as the video plays.
…One of my favorites is the one about 2 blind girls fucking their captive sighted guy.
…He puts me on top of him and describes how they force him to fuck them as he struggles to get away. They hold him down and take turns fucking him. He is forced to suck their tits and eat their pussy’s as they hold him down.
….The story gets me so hot I attack Brad. I put my tits in his mouth and make him suck them so hot. I slide down and suck and lick his warm erection. I move up and force him to eat my hot pussy real good…then I put his erection in my pussy and force him to gladly fuck me. I have to moan as we feel it coming. We lock our bodies together and I feel the hot blast of his cum shoot in me. I climax hard as I squirm, tremble and finally collapse on top of him.
….I feel a million feelings all over my body that a sighted girl would never feel…I see with my hands…and they never tell what they see….
(Oh, by the way, we don’t even own a DVD player.)

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My unknown submissive side (cont)

I woke up with the light smell of cum on my face and quickly realizing what happened the night before. As I went into the shower, the urge to masturbate was incredible and it took all my willpower not to do it. I tried to think of something else, but I kept coming back to last night. Eventually I got out the shower and started getting dressed, where I unconsciously started looking for a pair of panties, when it hit me that I couldn’t wear any since he took them the night before.
I put on a dark blue skirt that was longer than I usually wear due to the no underwear situation. Then I put on a long sleeve shirt and a jacket which I buttoned up (something I also rarely do). The feeling of my bare breasts touching the shirts fabric was very unusual for me, not to mention the feeling of not having any panties as well. I finished off the outfit with full length stockings and heels which I usually wear to work. The stockings did little to ease my mind of the fact I had no panties.
I was already sufficiently wet by the time I got to work and had to go to the toilet to clean up my wetness. The rest of the day went much the same, with my mind wandering and getting myself wet and needing to clean up regularly. I was getting desperate to cum now, but something in my head kept me from doing it, knowing I would be going against his orders.
After a less than productive day, I eventually got home and changed into a skirt and shirt. I was getting used to the braless feeling, but every time I sat down, I would be reminded that I’m not wearing panties. Then around 6pm, he called me. He simply said, “I’m coming over in about half an hour, I want the door unlocked and you naked and kneeling at the door when I get there”. Then he hung up before I could get a word in.
So I waited about 25 minutes before I got undressed and went to the door. I unlocked it and looked through the window to see if anyone was outside. I didn’t see anyone and thought maybe I should just wait there until I see someone before I go to kneel. But the thought made me feel like I wasn’t doing as I was told, so I stepped back a few feet from the door and kneeled on the carpet. I was getting very wet again and kept having to wipe the wetness with my hand.
After what seemed like an eternity, but was in fact more like 15 minutes I heard someone coming up to the door. It swung open and in he walked with a lady around his arm. I was speechless as they walked past me, with him giving me a pat on the head as he did. I still had no idea what was happening, but was still incredibly turned on by it.
I heard them sit down on the couch and talk softly. I was still kneeling and wasn’t sure what to do. Thankfully after a few minutes, he called me over. As I was getting up, he quickly said “no, crawl”. I got back down to my knees and started crawling towards them. I looked up to see them both smiling and looked back down until I got to their feet.
I looked up at them again, waiting for him to tell me what to do next. After whispering something into her ear, he told me to lie down on my back and masturbate for them. As I was lying down and getting my hand onto my soaking pussy, he added that I have to ask for permission if I wanted to cum. I nodded and began rubbing my slit for them and after a short while, put two fingers into my warm, wet pussy. I kept fingering it and after a short while, I moaned to ask if I may cum. To my disappointment, he said no and to keep going. I had to slow down and ease up on the pressure I was fingering, but I kept going.
After another few minutes, I again moaned to ask if I may cum, to which he again said no, but this time also to stop and kneel again. I reluctantly did as he ordered and as I got up, I saw them making out and her stroking his hard cock. I was extremely jealous and wanted to say something, but thought better of it. I just kept watching as the kept kissing and whispering to each other while she carried on stroking his cock and he was rubbing her pussy inside her skirt.
Then he told me to take off her panties, which I did while he kept playing with her pussy. Next he told me to put them in my mouth, which I again did without question. I could taste her juices on the panties and I was sort of turned on at their scent. I kept watching them as she came down and undid his jeans and took out his cock. She proceeded to suck it while glancing at me every few seconds. I tried touching my pussy, but he simply shook his head as if to say I shouldn’t, which made me even more wet and by now the wetness was running down my legs at quite a rate.
After a while, I heard him groaning while she moaned. I realized that he had cum in her mouth at this point which once again got me jealous for some reason. He then told me to put on the thong that was in my mouth, so I stood up and took them out and slid them on. They were quite tight, but I didn’t say anything and kneeled again. Then he told me to close my eyes, open my mouth and tilt my head back. I did as he ordered and heard her stand up and come towards me. Next thing I knew she was spitting the cum into my mouth and as it was happening, I heard him say to keep it in my mouth. When she was done, I looked at them as they got dressed, still horny and confused.
Then she approached me again and put a business card in her thong which I was still wearing. She winked at me and they headed towards the door. Just before they left, I heard him say, “you are allowed to cum now, as many times as you want. But only as long as you keep my cum in your mouth. Once you swallow, you aren’t allowed to cum anymore”. With that he closed the door and I heard them drive off.
After a short while, the shock wore off and I got onto the couch. I took off the tight thong and looked at the card she left. On it was her name and phone number and on the back was written, “I could use a slave like you, call me if you’re interested in a Mistress”. A million thoughts once again raced through my head as I began to rub my clit, making sure to not swallow the cum, which was still salty and warm in my mouth. I came very quickly, but I was still horny, so I kept at it for the next half hour, cumming 5 times by the time I was spent and swallowed the now diluted cum. Now totally drained, I fell asleep on the couch as I was.
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Unwanted attention – Chapter 17

Continuation – This is a story of how it all began for me at an early age. It starts slow and some chapters have more action then others but honestly, I feel that those are the more interesting ones. I suggest that you read them in order as to fully enjoy them. Please let me know how much you liked them and maybe even how it made you feel. I know it made me all wet writting it and had to stop multiple times for obvious reasons. Please feel free to check out my picture gallery. Enjoy!

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Predatrix One: An Education

In the prelude, Michael, a lonely middle-aged high school teacher, finds a set of pills which claims to help him sleep with any girl he wants. After a terrible wet dream where he’s sexually humiliated and dominated, he wakes up to rush to school for the Parent Teacher Conferences.

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TWO FLEAS ON VACATION

Two flees go on holiday every year to Florida. They always meet up at the same bar, The red lion. One year the first flee, Tom, was sat in the bar, when the other flee, Tim, walked in. Tim was shivering and complaining of the cold. Tom asked what was wrong. Tim said that he’d just rode all the way there in the moustache of a biker. Tom said “next year do what I do, go to the airport bar, have a few drinks, climb up the leg of a nice air stewardess, then nestle and enjoy the trip.”
The next year Tom was sat in the same bar again when Tim walked in. “What’s wrong, didn’t you do what I said?” Tom said, noticing that Tim was shivering again.
“I did exactly what you said, I walked into the airport bar, had a few drinks, climbed up the leg of a nice air stewardess and nestled. I fell asleep and the next thing I knew I was riding up the motorway in the moustache of a biker”

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The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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A NAKED LEGAL EPISODE. Jake, the large, black investigator in the firm takes Grace shopping for fun outfits for the office. Later, Jake’s two associates, Tim and Blake, join them for some clubbing and fun.

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Webcam Boys Chapter 4

William and John had just discovered a new dimension to their friendship. When precarious circumstances threaten their school rep, how far is John willing to go for his best bud?

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Bridal Shower

This is my first time putting any thing like this in writing. I’ve always been sexuly active sence my tenth birthday when a cousin nailed me in the barn at my dads sisters house.
The names have been changed but the bulk of this is what happen to me.
Chapter 1 (Bridal Shower)
It was the last day of my freshman year of high school and some of my girlfriend’s had planed a bridal shower for me. It was set to be held at the church fellowship hall an hour after school let out. My mom, thirty-eight, five foot ten, one-hundred-forty-five pounds, thirty-six D, and I arrived a few minutes ahead of time. At the time I was five foot eight, one-hundred-thirty pounds, thirty-six C at the time.
Mom had arrangements with Mike, who was married to one of my cousins and twenty-seven at the time to take our wedding pictures.
My girlfriend’s were already in the fellowship hall when mom and I entered. I also saw Brenda, the preachers wife, and Carol, Chuck’s wife along with their husbands. All the gifts from my girlfriend’s were teddies and baby doll nighties. I had forgotten about the two ladies husbands being there until Brenda ask if I enjoyed the party. I told her I did have a great time. She said that she some laundry to do but would see me in the morning. Carol came over to mom and me as we were about the leave saying, “You can start calling me Carol and my husband Chuck and welcome to the WA’s,” then winked. It would a few months later before I learned what the ‘Club’, as Chuck put it, and the ‘WA’s’ as Carol put it. Mike all the while was busy taking pictures of me with each gift.
When mom and I got back to the house dad just had to see what all I got at my party. “O daddy, it’s just a lot of sleepwear.” I tried to play it off. He keep insisting so I began holding them up in front of me. This just wasn’t good enough for my dad, he wanted me to model for him. At mom’s insistence I finally gave in. I picked the boxes and started to my bedroom to change but was stopped by my mom. As I began to undo the buttons of my blouse, dad picked up his video camera to film me. Mom had given it to him the proceeding Christmas and he would tape any thing and every thing.
“Daddy, please don’t don’t do that.” with my blouse open he had a clear shot of my bra.
Dad kept filming despite all my efforts to convince him that I didn’t want to be taped. All of my attention at the time was directed on my dad when mom said, “We have another surprise for you sweetie,” she sat there next to dad with her hand on the upper part of his jeans and a huge grin on her face. At this point I was standing in front of my parents in just my bra and panties.
My eyes darted between my parents, wondering if what was going through in my head was true. Was she fixing to have my on father take me. Mom worked in a plant in a town some forty miles away so it was left up to dad to bathe my sister and me before mom got home. I can remember him being in the tub with us up to the time I was five or six. My sister is seven-years-older than me so I don’t recall if dad was ever in the tub with her. She told me later that the three of us would bathe together until I was almost three. After that she had gotten to big for all of us to fix in the tub at the some time. Dad didn’t seem to take much notice of moms hands as he kept his attention trained on me.
I was so enthralled as mom ran her hands over the crotch of dads jeans I was completely oblivious to the fact that I was being watched from behind. As I focused on moms
hands I was brought back to my senses as I felt my bra being unhooked. As I turned my bra fell to the floor leaving my nipples completely exposed. There before me was Randy, the boy who I was dating for over a year. He planted a kiss on my lips as he ran a hand inside my panties and fingered me. At the end of the kiss, Randy knelt in front of me and slid my panties down and off.
As Randy began tonguing my pussy, mom had an impish smile, “Your dad and I wanted to do something special for you before you become a married woman baby,”
I was in a state of arousal as my boyfriend ate me out in front of me parents and the fact he wasn’t my fiance just added to my arousal. All I could manage was a few moans
I barely heard my moms words, “Come on Ed, my pussy is in need of a good fucking. Good night you two, we’ll see you in the morning.”
On my parents headed to their bedroom, mom stopped next to randy. As on cue, Randy lifted moms skirt exposing bare pussy. Without hesitation he began licking her.
“I’ll be in our bedroom honey when you’re are ready.” With that, dad left mom behind.
Mom widen her stance giving Randy better access as she leaned over to me and whispered, “He’s so good with his tongue.” Mom unzipped her skirt letting it fall down over Randy. I stood there watching as his hands slid up under her blouse only coming to a stop as they cupped her bra. Without a wood she unbuttoned her blouse a pink half cupped bra. It didn’t take Randy long to slid moms blouse off and have her bra unhooked. It was then I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Dad was standing by his bedroom door in only his boxers and video camera in hand. When I looked back at mom, she was naked and she had Randy jeans and underwear down and his cock in her mouth. Randy let out a moan as he shot a load down her throat. It was a strange filling watching my boyfriend as he fucked my naked mother and the fact dad had the whole thing on tape had me so hot and wet. Once he filled moms pussy she joined dad in her bed leaving Randy and I to our on devices.
Randy and I spent the next hour or so fucking and sucking with him completely covering me from head to toe, inside and out, with his sweet, sticky cream. Randy joined me in the bathe. The doors to the bathroom and my parents bedroom are straight across from each other and open with a clear line-of-sight from their bed and the tub. Once he finished washing my body, Randy joined me in my bed.
I was awaken the next morning by Randy slipping his cock into my pussy. Mike was already at the house to take the pre-wedding set of photos consisting of Randy and in bed to me fully dressed. Mike two different sets of photos, the first set he gave me, my mom and my husband’s mom contained only the normal type wedding shots, bride and groom, bride and groom with their parents and so on. The second set was only given to my mom. This set not only included the ones of Randy fucking me at the house, there were a number of shots of me at the church with different men. One photo was with twin cousins of mine holding my dress up exposing my panties. One was with my dad holding my dress up kissing me and my panties down with my grand father tonguing my pussy. There were shots of me and a number of the men in the church including the preacher with me pantie-less. My husband nor his family were aware of of the fact that the nude photos existed or that I was still seeing my boyfriend.

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