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How I Came About Having A Wife

It is something that is not spoken about. When I was young I grew up on a large ranch. My family had been on the ranch for over five generations, and it was expected that I would spend my life with the ranch. I was fifteen and I liked to spend time with the horses and there was a man that helped with the horses and his family lived on the ranch. They had a daughter, Rose.

I became infatuated with Rose, I was warned to keep my hands off. No need to get something started that could not end well. Rose was not for me. But those feelings are hard to put down, and on Rose's part, the warnings were the other way around. This was her chance to become part of the family, she was encouraged to get involved.

These two forces clashed one fall evening, when we were in the barn looking to put the horses up for the night. Rose was there and she liked to help me, and she brushed up against me, and laughed. By brushed up, I mean she rubbed against me, rubbed hard against me. asked me if liked girls 'like this' and she pushed up her boobs. She let me touch, and she touched, she put my hand down between her legs and asked me if I liked it. Told me that when girls turned around and bent over they looked just like a mare. It was ok, she told me if I wanted to put my dick in her. She bent over like a mare, and held onto the post, and I stuck it to her. I wasn't very good at it, so she laid back on some fresh hay and opened her legs and told me to stick it in that way. For me it was the absolute worst time of the month for that, for her it was the absolute best time for that.

Many years later, as if I hadn't figured it out by then, she told me that she had been sent to make sure she got pregnant with me. She reminded me that if she hadn't gotten pregnant then, she would probably be some poor woman in some far away place, with five kids from three different fathers. An exaggeration, but she and her family really did feel that way. One chance and she had to take it. And for me that was the beginning of a long road towards getting married, after college and by then she had two kids.

  • Next To My Friend's Dad...

    This was a few years ago. I was spending the night at my best friend's place and we were watching a movie on the couch in her living room. Her dad joined us for a bit to watch the movie and was kind of sitting in between us. My friend was leaning against him and pretty much fell asleep, I took his other shoulder and was halfway there myself. I'd known him so long this wasn't all that odd, he was like Dad number 2 to me sort of like how my dad was to my friend.

    Anyway, being so close to him, and maybe it was just teenage horniness, I got really turned on. I should have just gotten up and touched myself in the bathroom or something, but the room was dark and I figured he was asleep too so I just sort of slid my pajama bottoms down just enough and put a couple fingers under the waistband of my panties. I was trying to go slow and sneaky, but that was turning me on more as I worked my clit, and I must have been breathing differently.

    Then I noticed my friend's dad was breathing differently. Heavier.

    I didn't look over or anything but, and I'm not sure what made me do it except for the early hints of an exhibition kink, I tugged my pajama bottoms down a little more and then worked my panties down enough so he could see a bit of my pussy as I was fingering myself and I kept going.

    He didn't say anything, but I felt his hand coming over to rest on the back of my neck, and he started playing with my hair and I just nuzzled against him and kept going. I was getting really turned on at this point and I think I must have done a little more than breathing because he moved that hand around to put a finger between my lips to muffle me. I sucked on it and could taste the tobacco from when he'd smoked after dinner. With him touching me like that It didn't take me long to get off, hard, though I did my best not to make too much movement or noise.

    He didn't say anything, we just kind of went back to pretending to sleep for awhile.

    What I really wanted to do was to get down on my knees and pull his cock out and suck it right there. Even the thought of my friend watching me suck her dad's cock was a turn on...Like I said, exhibitionist in bloom.

    A few years later, after we graduated, I did sort of get my wish, though my friend wasn't watching. We're pretty sure she knows about us hooking up though.

    Best Friends

    Scott and I met in grade one and instantly became best friends. We used to do most things together such as playing baseball, fishing, hiking, etc in the summer months and of course played hockey, sledding, etc during winter.
    On his fourteenth birthday, I spent the weekend at his home celebrating with family and friends.
    After the party and after everyone had retired for the night, we ended up in his bedroom playing cards and listening to music til about midnight then climbed into his bed and fell asleep.
    I woke a few hours later and he had snuggled right up against me with his hand resting between my legs gently outlining my cock. I could feel his erection growing against my ass cheeks, which felt interesting to say the least and I couldn't help but say mmm...
    He whispered in my ear asking if I liked, to which I answered yes, very much so and said not to stop.
    He had me turn over so that we were facing each other, then turned on his bedside light.
    When he pulled the covers off, we slipped off our pajamas and started to stroke each other. A few min of this and both of squirt then fell asleep kissing and cuddling.
    In the morn, we slipped our jammie's back on and joined his family for breakfast still covered in each others cum.
    Afterwards, we showered then headed out to do some cross country skiing thru the forests that surrounded his families property. We didn't say a word about last night but when we got back to the house there was a note from his parents. They had gone for the day. That's when things got very interesting.
    Right away, he asked me if I really enjoyed last nights jerk off session.
    Told him yes, loved it then he said since we are gonna be alone together for most of the day, would I like more. Told him most certainly.
    He started the fireplace and once it was going quite nicely, we slipped off our things, laid down in front of it on a large mat in a sixty nine and had our very first sucking session.
    Sucked each other off three times that day and were both totally now hooked on cock.
    Over the years, we have gotten together on many occasions for such bliss.
    Never fucked. Just love sucking.
    A few weeks back, he was in town and we got together. So fucking special.
    I luv laying on my back while he hovers above me and just suck his beauty deep.
    Just before he came, he pulled out so only his knob was touching my open mouth then I watched and swallowed every drop of his seed.
    Never enough.

  • Youth Blinds You To The Consequences Of Your Decisions

    Back then, way back then, I got tied up with an older man and I got pregnant on purpose. He didn't demand I end the pregnancy and it was obvious to everyone but me that I wasn't in a position to care for a baby. I had to give my baby to him and his wife to raise. Tears like you cannot imagine. I had full access to my baby, later as she grew up, and now as a grown (gulp) young woman.

    If there is one piece of advise I can offer her, everything in its time. 17 is not the time. Maybe 27.

    I Was His Girl

    I've only told two people about this, but not in as much detail as I'm about to go into, which will still be limited. It's hard to tell people about something that seems like a horror story to them, though it's something you yourself feel love for.

    I was raised by my stepfather, Gary. He married my mom when I was 3. When I was 5, she had a back injury at work that left her dependent on some heavy meds. She became an angry addict, became abusive, and the only peace in the house was when she was either too fucked up to care about us or asleep. Gary shielded me from how bad things really were, because he didn't want me to see my mom as a bad person. I didn't understand any of this at the time, but he explained it all to me after she died when I was in middle school.

    I loved Gary. We had a very close relationship; he had never had any kids of his own, but he became a natural caregiver for me when it was clear my mother couldn't be. He legally adopted me. I trusted him. Gary also, however, was married to someone who left him sexually untouched for years. I remember, clear as day, one day after a bath, Gary said to me "I need you to do something for me, and it'll be a big help." He stood up while I was still in the bath, and took his dick out. I had no idea what it was, I'd never seen that part of a guy out of clothes before, but it was sticking straight out. He told me he needed me to hold it and move my hand back and forth on it. I did it and white stuff shot out into the bath, he cleaned my hand off with the rag and got me out of the bath.

    I asked him why he wanted me to do that, and he said it was kind of like scratching and itch on his back for him that he couldn't reach, and that normally mommy scratches it, but she hadn't since she got hurt. I said that was a long time and he said yes it was, and he thanked me for "scratching his itch." At the time, I think he knew I wouldn't really think much more of it than that, and he was right. I just felt happy that I could help Gary. After I got ready for bed and he came to say goodnight, I told him to tell me if he ever needed his itch scratched again. He kind of gasped, and said that was sweet, thank you. We said goodnight and that was that.

    It didn't come up again for a few months. One night Gary got home from work and called me over to the couch, said he needed me to scratch an itch for him. I was clearly excited, which caught him off guard, but I knew how much he liked it last time so I WAS excited. He explained to me that it was the same itch, but there were different ways to scratch it. He asked if I wanted to scratch it the same way, or if I wanted to try a new way. That sounded even more exciting! A new way!

    He told me to get between his legs, on my knees, and start with the old way. It wasn't hard like before, it was soft, spongy, smaller, but playing with it in my hands it started getting bigger, thicker, and soon was so hard it couldn't bend at all. Gary was moaning, I asked if he was okay and if I was doing it right and he said yes the scratching feels good, and then he said the new way was to lick it and suck it like a sucker or a popsicle but no biting. So I did it. He spent a few minutes showing me how to move my head, how to hold it with my hands while I did. Clueless me was giving proper head! I didn't get to do it for very long before warm liquid was filling my mouth from his dick. He whispered "swallow it if you can" so I did, and kept swallowing it as more shot out of him.

    And I just kept sucking his dick. He didn't cum again, but he stayed hard for a long time while I sucked on it. I had no idea what I was doing, I'm sure it was awful but he seemed to be enjoying it so I didn't stop until my mouth got tired. We finished the rest of the night like a normal family. Well, as normal as things had been with my mom at this point.

    Nothing happened again til she died a year later. By this point I had been hearing about sex from kids at school and had put together that I'd been giving Gary blowjobs. I never told anyone, but about a week after mom died Gary seemed really sad so I asked him if I could scratch his itch. He perked up a little bit and said sure, so I got him out of his pants and gave him a blowjob. He didn't talk during this one, just watched me, touched my small tits, and he lightly fucked my mouth at the end when he came. He thanked me a lot and told me he really needed that, and cried.

    From then on I was giving Gary blowjobs every morning, and usually one at night. I was getting to be a horny teenager and discovered masturbation, and Gary loved blowjobs. And Gary loved me. So I loved giving him blowjobs. It doesn't feel like abuse, because I loved doing it. Which is why I made the next move the night I surprised him by stopping a blowjob to sit on his dick. I awkwardly put it in my hole, and Gary fucked me that night. It was my choice, I wanted it, I made the move. Rest in peace Gary, he was a good father and a good lover.

  • My First Time

    I was 15 living in a comfortable suburb of Philly. I had a very good friend who lived three houses away. We spent our teenage years together. We occasionally had sleep overs at his or my home. This particular time my parents were away but would be home in the evening. We played hoops and a few video games. I went to take a shower to get the grit and grime washed off. I was under the shower when the shower door opened and he stepped in. I was surprised and WTF, are you doing? We started slapping ass's and shoving one another. I have had something more than friendship for him. I secretly admired him.
    There was a shared gaze...something I saw in hi eyes. My hand went to his semi erect cock..stroking him...he was hard , as my soapy hands stroked him off.
    Afterwards, we rinsed off and dressed. We didn't talk about the shower ..not a word.
    My parents returned, that evening mom made dinner and things seemed good..
    That night , we went to my room. Later in the night he was humping me from behind. I turned over and started to stroke him when he pulled me down. I sucked him until he came. I continued sucking until his erection subsided.
    My first time...

    First Blowjob

    I was 15 she was 14
    She came from a wealthy conservative family and had never done anything yet sexually. This was before the internet and she had never even seen a naked male.

    We were getting more adventurous one day and she let me into her pants and I got her turned on touching her.
    So she began touching me and was turned on by my erection.

    She wanted to try giving me a blowjob but was too worried as there was an open doors policy and she was afraid of getting caught fooling around.
    We decided to go into the backyard behind some bushes telling her parents we were going for a walk.

    I sat down on the ground and she kneeled in front and began sucking my cock. It was the first time feeling this sensation and I told her how good it felt. This encouraged her and she kept going.
    I didn’t last very long and I began to cum. The first shot was into her mouth which shocked her, and she pulled back as a reaction. The second shot went straight into her face which made her turn her head. The next three shots went into her hair.
    She was a mess. I used my shirt to wipe her face, but there was a lot of cum in her hair, plus a little bit was still in her mouth.
    We entered the house from the rear yard into the kitchen and her mother was there and she said, “good your back, I made you lunch, have a seat”

    We had to sit down and eat lunch with her mom with her hair full of cum!

    She must have noticed but she never said a word.

    My Daughter Did Exactly What I Did.

    Listen, we were all kids once. I played with 3 cousins, one of them a girl. We all did stuff together. One holiday barbecue, one of my cousins and I snuck off and he took my virginity. It feels like a lifetime ago. It was whatever and it’s not like we had a bunch of crazy sex after or anything.

    This week, I go in my basement. It’s a finish basement. We have fooseball and pool. My sisters older son was sitting in a recliner bc and I can’t get rid of the image of my tiny daughter. How big he was compared to her. I freaked out and left. I should’ve kicked him out knowing they finished. I keep thinking I had done the same kind of thing as a kid. I disnt tell my sister but I did talk to my daughter. She was honest and it wasn’t her first time. He had to come by yesterday with her. How was I supposed to explain why I didn’t want them downstairs together. So I had a conversation with my sister while our kids had sex downstairs and I don’t know what to do af all about it.

    Holiday Fun

    When I was in my final year of school I went on a family holiday to the Caribbean. Every night the waiters would sing and dance and always be really friendly. A little too friendly perhaps and I always caught them checking me out sunbathing. Being rather promiscuous I would always flirt with them and started sunbathing topless. The one would always tell he liked my blonde hair and I was his favourite white Pork. The one night when my folks had too much to drink I snuck back out to the bar and found one of my admirers. I kissed him passionately at the bar and before you know if I was back in his room having a drink. I was a virgin at the time but not for long. To be honest it was a bit naughty. Me 16 and he was over 30. His accent was incredibly sexy and I guess I loved the attention. I spent the next 3 hours being fucked senseless by his huge cock. He came in my pussy, my ass and my mouth. The next day my parents could t understand why I was so tired and grumpy lol. Still my favoured holiday I ever had.

  • How Times Change

    So against my best judgment tonight and back then a conversation with my school age daughter brought back a memory. She decided to inform myself tonight that she is dating an older boy in sixth form. Absolutely not happening not on my watch. It caused a massive argument. But aren’t we all a bit hypocritical these days. I remember back in my school days losing my virginity at 14 and having a boyfriend who was 19 when I was 16. Times changes don’t they. Either way it was probably wrong then and definitely wrong now