00999

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Age: 28
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Familiar Things

How dark can it get? We were eleven when my cousin and I had intercourse. We knew about it, in our community talk was everywhere even in grade school. We knew that boys had dicks and girls had vaginas and that dicks went into vaginas. Hell, we had seen it, we had seen the gardener fuck the maid. We saw his hairy ass and his dick plowing into her vagina and that's where we got the idea. Her pussy was really tight but my dick was really hard and she told me to do it so I did. She bled a little but it cleaned up and ever since that day we have been two peas in a pod.

We fucked pretty often, she liked it and I liked it. What's not to like about it? She learned to suck my dick, just like the maid sucked the gardener's dick. She also liked it up her ass. It was only later that we figured out that was her form of birth control and sucking his dick was when she was on her period.

After puberty and after she got her period our feelings about it just got more intense. We were too old to be left alone so we had to improvise. We fucked at our grandmother's house. Quietly, in the shed with our clothes on. She always sucked me until I was hard and then laid back to get fucked. We never told each other things like I love you, but we sure felt it.

Once we were adults and on our own we fucked like rabbits, at the drop of a hat. Or the drop of the pants. We did it all, we tried it all. From anal to restraints, from dildo's to strapons. We got into these makeout sessions, kissing and her holding my dick so I wouldn't explode, until it hurt so much she would release me and she did her best to catch it in her mouth. And we laughed.

There was a lot of pressure for her to get married. She met this guy in our senior year and she married him to get her parents off her back. The poor slob had no idea his wife was not a virgin and she got fucked by her cousin. Of course, carefully. We are 99% sure that her first kid is mine. It was on purpose, her getting pregnant like that. After that she went ahead and had a kid of his. That's why one is dark haired the other is blonde.

I'm not advocating for sex with your cousin. Probably a bad idea. But if you want to be close to someone all your life, closer than any sibling then sex with your cousin will do it. It's a closeness like no other closeness. Hell, we are 67 and she still sucks my dick and when it's hard it goes right up her vagina like it always did. And her husband has no clue other than we are friends and very close.

My Beautiful Wife

I moved to town when I was 16, my father bought the bank in town. On my bus was a 14 year old girl who lived a few blocks from us. And she took my heart. Her parents were a school teacher and a housewife, part time piano teacher. And Baptist, we were Catholics and her mother prohibited her from talking to me.

One afternoon I convinced her to get off the school bus at the park and go with me to get an ice cream. It was an afternoon when her mother was teaching piano and her father was coaching football. We had our ice cream and walked her home, we were the only ones there and kissing led to touching, necking and fucking. That's how were caught, in her room scrambling to get dressed.

No pregnancy, but in those days her reputation was on the line and we got married when she turned 15. That was 1969 and my wife has been with me all these years.

I think loads of us guys lost our virginities to our guy friends growing up. Most of us are straight now but we had gay sex as teens.

My story is I moved schools in the 5th grade. My best friend became the shy quit kid in the class. By our 7th grade year we were looking at porn on the internet and then we started masturbating together.

Then the summer before our 8th grade year we started having anal sex with each other. We both would take turns bottoming till we came in each other. We'd pull our briefs and shorts back up and continue on our day playing outside.

Both of our families were farmers so by the time we were 16-18 we'd meet up at his or my property. We'd push our jeans and briefs around our ankles, each bang a load into each others butt then continue working for the day.

By far farm boys are the sexiest to have sex with. Nice tight bodies, very manly, always wearing nice sung briefs under their jeans and a nice decent size cock too.

My friend and I are so used to each other's cock in our ass we hardly ever use lube. A little spot to get it in and that's all usually. We still have the occasional sex especially now since it's harve season. We've meet up every night for the past two weeks to bang a load into each others butt before going out in the fields. Feels better going out unloaded but with a butt loaded up with cum.

My Career As A Teacher Was So Rewarding...

I'm a retired teacher ,having taught for 30 years and I spent some time with an old buddy over the holidays. We were sitting on the beach near his condo in Clearwater, Fla. talking over the old days . We had taught at the same high school for 4-5 years when we were in our 30s, before I got a position at a small college.

We were just chatting and checking out these 3 young girls tossing a frisbee . One of the girls , a cute blonde about 17-18 ran up to our chairs to retrieve her frisbee and she apologized for almost hitting us with the thing. She was rather busty and had a silly squeaky voice. My Buddy Tom laughed and said she reminded him of a girl named "Beth G.". " Wow" I said as my mind went back to those days. "Dumb as a box of rocks but She could really suck a dick" I told Tom laughing. "Oh my God, you too"? he roared. He related about when he taught Drivers Ed after school, she used to suck his dick in order to get a passing grade on the written test.

On the flight back home, I kept thinking about Beth as well as her friend Ronnie. They both had a hard time getting by in my class. But they were both hot horny young things and learned how to pass my class with a "B". "B" simply meant "blowjobs" while staying after school for "Tutoring".

After I started teaching in college, the young pussy just kept showing up everywhere. The kids were burning up Mom and Dad's money and were scared to death to flunk out and go back home as failures. Best of all they were all legal at that age and it was game on. When I was turning 50, I was still getting fucked and sucked by 19-20 year olds.

When I first decided to go into teaching, I was told that you won't get rich teaching school, but it would be a very rewarding . Well it turned out to be very rewarding. LMAO.

Protecting Your Teen Is Useless

I asked my parents for permission to go to a New Year's party (back when I was a junior in high school). OK, but I had to wear a pad. Just in case some jerk got his hand down my pants. At midnight I got kissed, and his hand went across my behind and then up my shirt and pinched my boob and he grabbed me hard and shoved his erection against me and asked me if I wanted to fuck.

All I could do was babble, sure I want to fuck, but where. We went outside and to his car and he told me to get in the back and take my pants off. He saw that I had a pad in my underwear and I told him it was my mother's idea. Not sure about what to do next he told me to turn over and he got on me from behind and ground his dick in until he got in my ass and I got my first ever butt fucking in the back of his car. Sure it hurt, but it felt good. I liked it.

I went home that night with a sore hole, and wet cheeks from him leaking out.

First of all when my daughters started menstruating I put them on the pill. When my daughters went out I told them to keep their legs together and their heads clear and if a boy asked them to fuck to give them the finger. Which method worked best I don't know, but the pad in your pants just gets you butt fucked.

On the internet, on a few different sites there's a video of me giving a blowjob. Taken by my brother. It's always mislabeled as "girlfriend", but hell if I'm going to tell anyone I'm actually his sister. (We were both adults at the time, he's a year younger than me.)

I am a middle sister, one of nine girls. Five of us are old enough to be married and we have fourteen kids among us, with more to come, plus the four younger girls are coming up in age. We have received hate mail from people who disrespect our marriages and our choice to have families. Even in our church we get hate looks.

What is wrong with people? Do they not realize their very ability to hold us in contempt is because their mother chose to be a 'breeder', as they call us?

My sister is two years younger. From the earliest our mother had girl chores and boy chores. Our mother was my sister's role model, I was her 'husband' to take care of. As kids, teens, she served me hand and foot. My friends tried to get her to serve them but she refused, she was my sister not theirs.

I was seventeen and she was fifteen. We were watching television after our parents had gone to bed. Not unusual being teens we stayed up late. That night she wanted to be hugged and as I lay on the couch I spooned her and got an erection. As I accommodated my erection against her she pushed back rubbing herself against my erection and my hands reached for her and worked her breasts. Not thinking I undid her pants and pushed them down until her bottom was free and my erection found the space between her legs and slid in her vagina. She didn't resist, she made room until I ejaculated for the first time in her, for the first time with a woman.

We didn't talk, we did. Her attentions to the day chores brought satisfaction to our parents, she was sure to catch a good husband. Her marks at school were high, focused on running a home she chose a safe career, she studied to be a teacher with a minor in religious studies.

Her husband had won the jackpot, pretty, nice, attentive, a natural mother and homemaker. We remain close, she will sit in my arms before her husband, she reminds him that she is my sister first, his wife second. We outgrew our teen bond, married and adults we are married, neither spouse aware that we were intimately close brother and sister. We were first, and first is first, you never forget first.

I am a sexual creature. I need the closeness. It not only feels good sexually, it feels good emotionally. When I look across the dinner table I don't just see my husband, I see my man. I am his wife, and I am also his woman. Sometimes I need my husband, I need him to go to work and I feel I am privileged to care for the money in the house. I take my responsibility seriously. I was taught growing up that a wife 'husbands' her husband's labor.

I was also taught the many things that make up a woman's world. I am comfortable and to me these are just chores, I enjoy doing them and being able to present my husband with a well kept home. Yes, we are Mormon's, and we understand the duties of a wife. I am a mother, a mother of four children and I would, should my husband ask, gladly have a fifth. I live in a world of women, we get together to share, to help each other, to learn from one another, to help carry our many burdens. The community of women is one of the things I enjoy about our life.

When my husband desires his woman, I want to be there for him. I have asked him, I would say maybe told him, that there are times that I need and desire to be with my man. A man needs a woman, of that I am certain. Not just a wife, a companion, he needs a woman of his own. I am that woman for my husband. Likewise a woman needs a man, not just a husband, but a man for her, to make her complete, to father her children, to take that part of me that is woman and make of me what he wants.

In our homes we are duty bound to the home. It has been a surprise that I am also a sexual creature, with very living needs. For me, that moment when he takes me to him, when I wrap myself around him, when he inserts himself in me, that moment when I feel it enter into me, at that moment I know that I am doing God's work on Earth, I am serving his purpose. To know that I conceived children, that I carried and delivered them into the light, that I raise them. And that this man gave them to me, that he chose me of all the women around him, chose me to be the mother of his children, that is when I know that I have purpose. And that purpose comes alive when I am one flesh with him.

I'm a 32 year old Mormon housewife. I wasn't Mormon growing up. After I met my husband I converted. My life as a housewife is the best thing that I have done for myself. The kids come with the job. Respecting and obeying your husband comes with the job. Mormon men are not scared of putting their foot down and running their home and family. Maybe my grandfather did that, my father never did and no one in my pre Mormon life ever made me believe they were man enough for me.