Straight Female / 43
What Kids Do
My family rented a cabin on the river for a week. I was the only girl, I have three brothers. I was kept indoors, helping my mom, if my brothers took care of me I could go swimming, my vacation was helping my mom make beds, fix lunch and dinner, keep the boys happy.
That was a long time ago. My uncle has a river cabin, he told me I could use it to just give him notice in case someone else was promised the cabin. For a before going to college outing I got the cabin for Labor Day with a couple of friends. This time girls, no boys to fix lunch for, no boys to watch over me. It took promises of no alcohol, no boys, call every day.
We had other plans, we organized it with some friends from school to come out to the cabin and deflower us. They were in charge of the Vodka, the condoms, we were in charge of the food. We also brought our deflowering underwear, which we had ordered on line from Fredericks of Hollywood. We borrowed my mom's SUV and drove the three hours to the cabin.
The first night was no boys night, they were scheduled for night two. Night one was porn night, we had a list of web sites, suggested lesbian videos, gang bang videos, and a Russian r**e video one of the guys got off a clandestine web site. We had dinner, got out some beer we stashed away, we got into our baby dolls with matching panties and watched porn. The r**e video we tossed in the river after watching it, not for girls.
The boys came up, we got our crotchless panties and nothing else on for the boys, we did round robin blowjobs, topless crotchless serving, Vodka silver bullets. At nine on the dot it was time. On our backs side by side the boys got on top. We were deflowered one by one. A picture of our leaking Vs was evidence. We slept with a boy, fixed them pancakes for breakfast, kissed them goodbye and spent the next couple of days floating on the river.
We got home before dark just as planned, the crotchless panties, condoms, Vodka all left in a dumpster at a McDonald's on the road. My older brother called me to his room. He sat me down at his desk, licked the door and turned his laptop on. He showed me a video of us at the cabin, from the security cameras, including a clip of us topless serving dinner. He was upset, angry, pissed. He saw it all. Uncle Joe saw it too. I didn't go off to college, I went to the Junior College at home. I lost my big girl privileges, and my brothers trust. Mom and dad didn't find out, Uncle Joe told me he had never been more disappointed.
That weekend is a long time ago, my brother didn't let me go far until after I got married. Uncle Joe claims to have selective memory, and some things he doesn't want to remember.
That was a long time ago. My uncle has a river cabin, he told me I could use it to just give him notice in case someone else was promised the cabin. For a before going to college outing I got the cabin for Labor Day with a couple of friends. This time girls, no boys to fix lunch for, no boys to watch over me. It took promises of no alcohol, no boys, call every day.
We had other plans, we organized it with some friends from school to come out to the cabin and deflower us. They were in charge of the Vodka, the condoms, we were in charge of the food. We also brought our deflowering underwear, which we had ordered on line from Fredericks of Hollywood. We borrowed my mom's SUV and drove the three hours to the cabin.
The first night was no boys night, they were scheduled for night two. Night one was porn night, we had a list of web sites, suggested lesbian videos, gang bang videos, and a Russian r**e video one of the guys got off a clandestine web site. We had dinner, got out some beer we stashed away, we got into our baby dolls with matching panties and watched porn. The r**e video we tossed in the river after watching it, not for girls.
The boys came up, we got our crotchless panties and nothing else on for the boys, we did round robin blowjobs, topless crotchless serving, Vodka silver bullets. At nine on the dot it was time. On our backs side by side the boys got on top. We were deflowered one by one. A picture of our leaking Vs was evidence. We slept with a boy, fixed them pancakes for breakfast, kissed them goodbye and spent the next couple of days floating on the river.
We got home before dark just as planned, the crotchless panties, condoms, Vodka all left in a dumpster at a McDonald's on the road. My older brother called me to his room. He sat me down at his desk, licked the door and turned his laptop on. He showed me a video of us at the cabin, from the security cameras, including a clip of us topless serving dinner. He was upset, angry, pissed. He saw it all. Uncle Joe saw it too. I didn't go off to college, I went to the Junior College at home. I lost my big girl privileges, and my brothers trust. Mom and dad didn't find out, Uncle Joe told me he had never been more disappointed.
That weekend is a long time ago, my brother didn't let me go far until after I got married. Uncle Joe claims to have selective memory, and some things he doesn't want to remember.
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