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I grew up in rural New York state, in a small house with two brothers and four sisters. My mother didn't work, and my father had like three jobs all the time. His main job was working for the state, but he also sold health insurance on the side, and would do odd jobs for people. He was a talented carpenter and did electrical and plumbing as well.

I got to be sixteen. I was sort of pretty, in a rural sort of way, I was hanging out by the park watching some kids play tenis and a 'dirty old man' came over to talk to me. He sat beside me and started talking, I tried to not answer but he kept talking and then I saw that he had his penis in his hand and was masturbating. Once he caught me looking, he uncovered his lap and slowly masturbated with long strokes exposing his penis to me. I sat there in silence. He looked at me, staring at my face and hair, then my bust and then staring at my lap.

He asked me what kind of pussy I had there. If it was all bushy, was it blond like my hair, did my pussy like getting fucked, that he would love to get his tongue in there, if I liked to suck dick. He kept slowly stroking himself letting me look at his dick in his hand. He told me his car was over there, behind the parking lot, for us to walk over there and he would lick my pussy for me. He put his dick away and stood up and told me he would be waiting for me.

After he left I sat on the bench for a while. I got up and walked towards the parking lot and I saw his car off to the side with him sitting in it. He leaned over and pushed the passenger door open and I walked over and got in. He asked me if had brought my pussy with me, because he was going to eat pussy and fuck. We drove to this roadside motel about ten miles away. I had passed it a thousand times, but had never been in the parking lot. We went around back and he got out and opened the door to a room and held the door open for me.

I got out and went in, a small dark room with the curtains pulled shut. Small suitcase on the bed. He took the suitcase off the bed and told me he wanted to get a good look at my pussy. He only ate the best pussy, not just any pussy would do. I took off my pants and laid back on the bed and he opened my legs and turned on the light of the lamp beside the bed and examined me with his eyes and his fingers. He asked me how many guys had licked my pussy, how many guys had fucked my pussy.

I don't remember answering him, I just nodded to his questions. I was cold without my pants on, and he finally said that I had a good looking pussy, pulled this small chair over to the side of the bed and had me lay across the bed with my legs open on the edge of the bed and leaned over and stuck his mouth and tongue in me and started to eat me.

I lay back with my eyes closed, his hands rubbing my thighs and reaching up to grab my boobs, his mouth and tongue going a thousand miles an hour in my pussy. His tongue reached into my vagina, pushing and pushing, like fucking me with his tongue, and then he would reach up and suck on my clit which made me grab his head and try to push him away. He would slap my hand and spread my legs open further, and go down again and suck my clit. He fingered me and then without warning he stuck his finger in my butt hole and sucked on my clit and I had an orgasm.

He stood up and told me to lay there with my legs open and to get my boobs out because he was going to fuck me. He took off his pants and shirt and laid down on me and with his hand he found my vagina with his penis and he just fucked away, rubbing my boobs with his hands and trying to kiss me. It felt good and I let him fuck me, which he took a while to do, fucking and then eating and fucking and eating, and then fucking and coming. He got off and sat on the chair and told me to lay there, he wanted to look at my pussy.

He took me back to the tenis courts and I walked home. When my brother tried to fuck me that night I told him I had another man that fucked me and to leave me alone. He fucked one of my other sisters.

That summer I grew up. I love getting fucked, I have loved it since the very first time. But my dirty old man got me out of the house, into the wide wide world, away from my brother.

As a young teen I wasn't perverted by a dirty old man. I was slowly perverted by my best friend's mother.

In her mother's bedroom were some black and white pictures of her mother, in the nude, when she was a young woman. And over her bead was a large, blow up picture, of her crotch. It was big, and nasty looking, and you could make out all her parts, she told us that she was twenty when she had that picture taken, she always liked it, and it reminded her of her youth, when she just fucked for fun.

That picture turned me on. The idea of having your pussy photographed like that, blow up, and put on your bedroom wall over your bed, that was a turn on. And whenever I spent time with my girlfriend, she let me go into her mother's room and look at that picture, and the other ones of her naked, on the wall. I guess if you grow up seeing your mom naked, and seeing her open pussy like that every day, you get used to it. But for me, just seeing her naked turned me on.

One morning, I had spent the night, we were having breakfast and her mother asked us point blank. No preparation, she asked if we had given a blow job yet. I mean, we were fifteen. We had certainly not given a blow job. She told us that boys like blow jobs, and it didn't matter what else we heard, if you sucked a boy, you kept a boy. The best way to keep a boy to yourself, was to keep his dick in your mouth. Girls were naturals at blow jobs, it was an art, and you had to work his dick in your hand, using your thumb under his dick, to slowly get him real hard and suck down hard on him while you squeezed his dick, and he would blow every time.

If we were ready to give pussy, then to let her know so she could put us on contraception. She left the table and came back with these condoms and showed them to us. She went and got two bananas and made us slip the condoms over the bananas. She said that if we had a condom over a banana, we could use the banana to fuck ourselves, just saying because sometimes you needed to get fucked. She also told us a fact of life. Guys won't put a condom on, unless it is the only way they can get to your pussy. So every girl had to have her back up plan with her, condoms in her purse and practice on how to get a condom on a dick. We got our first set of condoms to carry in our purse.

She rented some videos, hard core stuff and she made us watch them with her. She explained what was fake and what was real, and she told us that even the whores that made the movies got wet, but what she needed us to focus on was how the guys dick slipped into her pussy. She brought out these dildos. She took off her panties, sat back on the couch, opened her legs up and inserted this dildo straight up her vagina. She told us to do the same, to stretch our vaginas with the dildos, so when we got fucked it went right in.

She spread our legs open, with this movie on the television, she wanted to see if we were wet, she fingered me, and then took the dildo and inserted into me and she told me to fuck myself. She turned to her daughter and told her to do the same. We say lots of movies, and a good share of lesbian movies, and a couple of anal movies.

She told us that when she was in college, that was the time to fuck around with another girl. That is how you got practice and it was safe, and not to turn our noses up to it. A hot wet pussy was something that you had to learn to enjoy, especially if you wanted that rugby player girl to enjoy your hot wet pussy. That afternoon we got hands on instructions, and we got video instructions. And we learned that she did girls, girls were safer and you couldn't get pregnant, so do a girl, until you got married, then if you got pregnant it didn't matter.

It was just that we were dense. We didn't get it. It just never crossed our minds that her mother wanted us to get together. She told us, when she just broke down and told us to get together and practice, practice, practice. She told us that her first affair was with her girlfriend at school. She was the girl that every jock wanted, but she was the one getting that hot pussy. That some guy fucking you was just that, getting fucked. It was all about him fucking you, not about you. But as girlfriends, then we could really be about making each other feel good. There was only one time when you were going to get a shot at new pussy, and that was when you were new pussy too.

She had us shower together that night. She told us that we were supposed to lather each other, gets our hands on some tits and ass, to get our tongues together, to makes sure that no other girl was going to be the one getting into our pussies. We did the thing, going down. We did do it. It was different, and we did get wet doing it. We also used the dildos like she told us. But in the end the only part that felt good was sleeping naked.

It was a long time before we got comfortable being naked, that we got comfortable just touching each other, having our faces caressed by breasts, going down and enjoying her, and her pussy got wet, dripping wet and after I went down on her telling her that I did love her, I mean if I was eating her pussy it was because I did love her.
It was a long time before we found out how good it felt to just sit and make out on the couch, and get a feel of a boob or a leg or an ass cheek, or get so hot that you pull her down on you. But that took time, like it took us getting to be seventeen, and eighteen and going to college. It was in college where we really let ourselves go, it was in college when we really got down to business and became true lovers. It was also in college where we experimented with some guy fucking us. Yes it was good, yes there was something about it, but no it wasn't what we wanted, not then.

It wasn't until we were in our late twenties before we got married and got fucked as wives. Being married is OK, it must be something inside of you that tells you to get married. But that does not mean, not by any means, that when it comes time to having real sex, you don't do it with that one girl, that one girl that you have been having sex with since you were fifteen. Because having sex with her, that is what you really want. When you get with her face to face and you tell her you love her, you mean you love her, and when you kiss with her, you kiss with her. And if your stupid husband doesn't get it, doesn't rally understand that the one person for your life, is your girlfriend of when you grew up, well then he is dense. Girlfriend love is forever. That is what her mom knew about us. That crazy woman who fucked men and women, and not always one at a time. That crazy woman who had a crotch shot of her pussy over her bed, to remind her that when it comes to being who you are, there just isn't anything better than pussy. There just isn't.

To make a long story short I ended up moving in with Harry who is a 76 year old friend of my grandfather who died 2 years ago. I knew Harry fairly well since he and my grandfather were very close friends. When my husband of 15 months and I split up Harry took me in. That was this past January when I also lost my job only getting unemployment comp. I began drinking to much, smoking weed along with popping pills. The first few times I didn't remember much but woke up naked in bed some mornings. It really didn't occur to me right away that Harry was undressing me when I past out and a few times probably carried me up to my room. I only weigh a little over 100 lbs. and didn't have any memory of it. I woke up one morning back in March and knew I had orgasms but didn't remember masturbating. About a week after that, I don't know what time it was, I sort of woke up feeling myself becoming aroused. I just laid there not sure if I was dreaming and did orgasm twice that I remember. In the morning things became more clear and I was convinced then that Harry must have masturbated me. He often reminded me how I past out sometimes telling me to be careful of the pills I took. He did tell me he carried me to my room sometimes but never said anything about undressing me. It was the following month that I actually was awake enough to relies Harry was fingering me and I was naked. I felt him hold my breasts and lick them while rubbing my G spot at the same time. I was completely aroused and remember having several orgasms never saying anything to Harry. It was around 2 or 3 am and I just went back to sleep when he left my room. The next day and since then I still have never confronted Harry about it. A few nights after that I had a buzz from the vodka and weed and decided to test Harry. I was sitting on the sofa and pretended I fell asleep which I had done many times unintentionally. I almost gave up at one point because about 30 minutes had past. All the sudden Harry came back into the living room and carried me up to my room. He only turned on the light on my night table after laying me in bed. He left the room but came back a few minutes later and began taking my clothes off. I thought about saying something but was buzzed enough to let him continue and within a few minutes he had me laying naked with my legs spread open. He left the room again and about 5 minutes went by when he came back in only in underwear. He turned the light off and began by slowly fingering me then fondling my breasts. I couldn't believe how easily I got aroused by it and before I knew it he was giving me oral sex which he must have done before without me knowing it. Each time I had an orgasm I let out a moan and wondered if I did that every time he did this. It was dark in the room but before he left he put his penis in my hand for a few minutes. It was sort of a hard on but still soft and I'm not sure why but think because of his age. I don't take the pills as often as I used to but I do still drink to much at times and smoke weed often. Harry thinks he knows when I am high enough for him to come in my room and I just let it continue. It happens at least once every weekend and normally once in the middle of the week. Its always around 2 AM when he comes in and most of the time he gives me oral sex and he always has me hold his penis for a short time. He sometimes touches my breasts with his penis and kind of jerks off but I never saw him cum and wonder if he can. The only time he ever mentions me in bed is to say when he carried me up to my room. I never tell him about being naked in the mornings and even when I go to bed by myself he always takes my PJs off. He either thinks I am stupid or to drunk or high to remember anything. He has never tried to have intercourse with me and I think its because he is not hard enough. He must like giving me oral sex though because he licks me everywhere sometimes even on my anus. I get so aroused from him that I will probably never tell him I know what he is doing. He might be a dirty old man but I'm just as bad for letting him. I started dating a guy last month but I still don't deny Harry coming in my room and often fake being buzzed hoping he will.

It all started back in 1972 when I was 14. Travelling on London Underground to school. I was incredibly horny & needed to wank four or five times a day. I would rush for a seat opposite any woman wearing a short skirt so I could see her knickers. The girls in my year at school played netball in their knickers & I always took a big interest in all the camel toes on view. I became a knicker fetishist & began to sniff the dirty knickers of my best friends older sister who was 16 whenever I was in their house, always came loads of spunk very quickly wanking in their toilet where the laundry basket was. The view on the train always made me hard before leaving my seat for school.

One day, a man of about 25 approached me to say he was a photographer & was always on the look out for young models & he thought I was very good looking, so if I wanted to earn some extra pocket money I should call round to his place for a test photo shoot & he would give me £10 just for showing up.

I turned up at the agreed time & he paid me & took a few pics of my face & asked me if I would be prepared to strip for some nude shots. He told me that the big money was in European Gay magazines that would never be on sale in England due to our strict census laws, he would double my money to see my cock. I told him I didn't think I was big enough to arouse any gay interest. He said he'd seen me on the Underground several times & I always tried to sit opposite a pretty girl. I think you were looking up their skirts, does that turn you on? I stripped off & stood in front of him in my socks. I explained about my fetish & started to get hard. He said I was a fine size & asked to feel my cock. He started to wank me very gently, asking about the last panties I'd seen. He knew what he was doing, I became very turned on, rock hard & leaking pre cum. He asked me to bend over the back of the sofa & pull my arse cheeks apart so he could get a pic of my bumhole.

I did as was asked, he went behind me, dropped to his knees & started to lick my arsehole. I was surprised to feel his hot tongue on my virgin hole, it felt amazing & I started wanking, my body shaking with the excitement & incredible feeling. Then he stopped & turned me around to face him. In one quick movement my cock was in his mouth as he began to suck me off for the first time.

It was so good, I was frozen to the spot. He came up to talk to me, gently wanking me as he spoke. He said he knows I like it & he wanted me to tell him when I was about to spunk off, I just nodded, thinking he didn't want a mouthful of my semen.

He went back down sucking me so very gently it was so good, his hand came up to hold my balls as he slurped on my cockhead. Then it began, I said I'm very close now, but instead of popping me out of his mouth he sucked me right inside & at the same time, very gently pushed a finger up against my arsehole, not probing me, but just rubbing across my virgin hole, I thought I was about to pass out with pleasure. Then as I started to pump spunk into his wonderful mouth, he pushed his finger up me. Fucking my bum with a finger as I came & came what felt like pints of semen.
As I finished I was still shaking, & had to sit down.

His name was Peter & he paid me to lick me & suck me off for many years. I would suck him but never wanted a taste of semen so wanked him to finish off.

I never wanted to fucked his arse. He never fucked me. Now as an old man I'd love to give my virginity to some dirty old man & feel his cock pump my arsehole full of spunk.

Neighbor Was A Dirty Old Man ( But Generous And Fun. )

When I was a kid, we had neighbors next door whose kids were all grown and out of the house. Mr. Bill and his wife were in their early 60s and close friends of my parents and I was always at their house learning to sew or baking cookies etc.

After Mr. Bill's wife passed away when I was 14, my mom felt so sorry for Mr. Bill. She was always cooking extra and having me take it to him and she still let me hang out next door and keep him company. I started doing odd jobs, working with Mr. Bill. We'd work in the yard pulling weeds or wash his car, etc.

Once when working in the yard pulling weeds and planting spring flowers, I was on my hands and knees and when I looked up Mr. Bill was looking down my loose top at my perky, braless boobies. I didn't realize it at first, but as I caught him staring several times I figured it out. For some reason, I really didn't think that much of it, after all he was a sweet guy.

One Saturday morning when we were washing his car, the nozzle on the hose popped off and we both were soaked by the spray. We were both laughing like crazy and Mr. Bill suggested we go inside and dry off. When we got inside still laughing, he grabbed a towel and started to dry my back and then he slipped his arms around me and ran his hands over my boobs and pressed his backside against me while I dried my legs. I could feel a bulge in his pants too. When I left after finishing up on the car, Mr. Bill gave me $20.00 which was double what I would have earned. I was thrilled.

Over the next year or so I figured out that Mr. Bill had a crush on me and that's why he kept giving me more and more money as we played around with each other. I already knew not to wear a bra when I was over there. He often touched me and I kinda liked it when he told me I was his "GF".

When I was 15, when we came back from vacation in Florida, I rushed over to show Mr.Bill our vacation pictures, He was very complimentary of my swimsuit pictures by the pool and at the beach. We were sitting on the sofa and he told me he had been wanting to show me some of his old vacation pictures.

He pulled out an old album of him and his family at a lake someplace. He turned a few pages as we looked and suddenly there was a several pictures of him in wet swim trunks with his cock clearly showing thru and it was big. I giggled and told him he was very hot as a young man. He laughed and told me he sure could fill out his shorts back then. Before I knew it he had my hand and placed it on his cock and it was swelling. He asked me if I wanted to see it and before I could answer he pulled out his big hard cock and waved it back and forth. I was stunned by it's size, I had never seen a hard cock in real life before.

I held it in my hand and it was big and had veins popping out on the sides. He was playing with my boobs as I stroked his cock. Just then his phone rang and it was my Mom telling me to get home, we needed to go someplace. "Here take this, Pumpkin" he said and handed me $40.00. His cock was still hanging there about half hard and I gave it another little wiggle before rushing back home. I was breathless with excitement.

When I turned 16, Mr. Bill bought me a smartphone. My Mom thought that he was just the sweetest thing for buying it. And he was, but if she only knew the things that I did just before turning 16 to earn that phone, she might change her mind. LOL.

I confess I an into i****t and bestiality. I practice them with my mom and our dogs, and dad when I visit him. I was raised nudist (by mom) and in a openly sexual house. I had seen mom have sex with male and female lovers, seen her masturbate, and when I was 9 I saw her getting knotted. She encouraged me to watch her (and masturbate if I felt like it). I did.

The next day we talked about it and she was ok with me trying it if I wanted do. I did she had me rub myself to get wet. Then she got one of the dog and sucked him to get him hard and guided him into me. He fucked me for a good long while. After words mom with out saying a word licked me till I came again. Took me to bed that night and had sex on and off all night.

When I was 12 she had me seduce dad on a visit to him. Did it by finding out he like bdsm. Let him find my naked giving myself forced orgasms in the den one day. Before to long he refused to let me get dress in his apartment. At first it was only oral and anal sex. After he found out I had the pill he started cumming in me. He doesn't know about me and mom of the dogs.

Once You Are With A Man No Boy Will Do

The boy next door. Right? Wrong, he was the man next door. I was fourteen that summer and wore short shorts and tube tops, and after I left the house took my bra off. We walked around the mall with our headlights on and enjoyed the way men looked at us. One afternoon we were sitting at the food court and this man kept looking at me and I let my legs get open. I could feel everything, it was my first intentional sex experience. He couldn't see anything because of my shorts, but he got the message and rubbed his dick in his pants.

I went to the supermarket with my mother in a short skirt and no panties. The first time I left the house commando. Around men I bent over knowing that they could see my butt and I always stood with my legs slightly open so that they could get a good look. How many men messed their pants I don't know, but I'm sure that quite a few did. At the time I didn't know I was being an exhibitionist, but I was.

The man next door to us always looked at me when I was outside. I could see him in his window when I was helping in the yard. I wore short short shorts, and a thong, and I know he could see my butt when I bent over. It was hot one afternoon and I took my top off and showered myself with the hose and gave him a wet tshirt moment after I put my shirt back on. I imagined him standing at the window with his dick in his hand. It was that summer that I washed the car with my friend, in bikini bottoms and no bra tshirts, all wet and our nipples clearly visible to anyone that wanted to watch. Like my neighbor, he watched. He stood in his yard and watched us without moving. and when my friend grabbed my tits from behind I locked eyes with him.

It was me that went over, and knocked on his back door and asked him if there was any work I could do, I was earning money for the summer. He should never have let me in the door, but he did and said all he had was laundry and I said that was easy and I would do his laundry for ten bucks. While the washer was doing the work I got on my knees in front of him while he sat on the couch and put my hands on his dick in his pants and told him that I didn't have a father, not even a brother. So how was I supposed to learn about men.

He took my top off first, no bra just titties and he slurped and kissed and sucked on my nipples while I pushed my shorts down and he had me with only a pink thong on. I sucked his dick for him, he kept asking me how old I was and I didn't answer. I slipped my thong off and straddled his lap and rode his dick down. He was so scared at that moment. I told him I wasn't a virgin or anything like that, I had sucked dick and been fucked before. What I didn't tell him that never by a man, just some boy in the seventh grade.

I had sex with him that summer, on his bed, all naked and on my back. I liked missionary more than anything else and I liked sucking his dick. I did his laundry on Wednesdays and vacuumed in a thong. By the end of the summer and I went back to school for the ninth grade, I was far ahead of my classmates when it came to sex. My neighbor continued to fuck me until I went to college, but he was always scared when he did it. It didn't matter how much I told him I would never turn him in. The bottom line is that sex with a man made sex with high school boys a waste of time and sex in college was also a big disappointment. I guess that's why I am attracted to older men.

We All Start Somewhere With Someone Someplace And We Like It

I was a senior in high school and I worked part time at Burger King after school. The manager was a man in his thirties, he tried to act like a manager but really? He was a bully. He had a favorite, Janice, who could do no wrong, and I was responsible for every thing that did go wrong. I hated my job but my parents didn't let me quit and I had to put up with his bullying.

One day, it was a Wednesday and I worked late till eight in the evening, I had duties back in back not just up front at the counter. I was in the stock room counting supplies when he walked in and shut the door, which was against policy. "Your queer aren't you". I turned and said "NO", emphatically. "Yes you are, I can tell, I can always tell a queer when I see one."

He walked over to me and grabbed my crotch in his hand "like this don't you", and shoved me up against the boxes and put his face in my face and wouldn't let go. "You like it, don't you? Now confess, you like it don't you?" and with that he kissed me hard on the lips and pressed me against the wall of boxes with his whole body.

"You know, queers have to pay their way, they don't get off Scott free". "You know how queers pay their way?" "They suck dick don't they?" and with that he started pushing me down in front of him. "Come on now, I'm going to let you suck my dick and I want to enjoy it". My knees gave way and I was on my knees and he got his dick out and slapped my face with it, laughing and calling me a queer. I opened my mouth and took his dick in my mouth and he kept saying "Good boy, good boy", "now please me and I will take care of you".

It was my first blowjob and it didn't go well, I was scared more than anything and he was in a hurry, he jerked himself off and came in my face and told me to lick it up and the next time I had to do better. From them on he called me a faggot.

I grew up to be a cock sucker, a queer and a faggot. I never developed the instincts of the aggressor, I was always the passive partner, I did what I was asked and then some. I liked sucking cock, and I liked taking a cock up my ass. I graduated with a degree in marketing and worked in the furniture business. In the later years, I was the one that wore a suit and had a small mustache. I always found the better deals for young couples, and screwed the older men who came in with an attitude, although it was their cocks I was sucking.

Now I'm an old man in Florida living in a trailer with another man I rent out a room to.

Boyfriend Shared Me With His Elderly Uncle.

My name is Luciana im 20 and I've been in a relationship for a year or so. My boyfriend is a bit older, mid 30's and lives with his elderly uncle. Weird old man, barely speaks but i noticed hes been checking me out from the very first day i visited. It always made me a bit uncomfortable, but i still live with my parents so i normally spend the night on his house if we want to have some fun.
My bf is into a lot of kinky stuff, i used to be more vanilla but he has slowly gotten me into crazier stuff, he likes to tie me up and what not and it seems i have a bit of a submissive kink in me cause i've been enjoying it.
One night we were having sex on his room and i noticed the door was slightly open and i managed to catch a glimpse of his uncle watching us, i tried to get my bf's attention but i was tied and gagged so he either didnt pick up on it or straight out ignored me.
When i asked him about it later he told me his uncle was a very lonely man, that he has not been with anyone for decades since his wife passed and so on, basically he convinced me that it was okay to let him peep, that i should have some pity for him, and it was harmless after all.
During the following nights we had sex i noticed he would be at the doorway, more ofen than not, watching intently and brushing his hand over his crotch. It creeped me out, i mean the guy could be grandpa he must be on his 70's or something.

One night my bf tied me up and blindfolded me, as we often did. Everything went pretty much as usual but at some point there was a brief pause and his touch completely changed, like he was timidly brushing my waist and breasts. I thought it was odd as hes usually a bit more assertive. But then as time went on and he started to grope my body with more confidence i realized it wasnt his hands at all. The palms were coarse and the fingers boney. I was in complete shock as the idea of who they belonged finally set in. I was frozen, in complete disgust. It seems he took my lack of reaction as a green light cause his fingers suddenly dug dip into my breasts and he started to lick one of my nipples.
I would love to say i had the strenght to say something, tell him off and push him away, but i didnt. I was in complete disbelief and laid there motionless waiting for it to end. It didn't take long when to my surprise i felt several hits of warm cum on top of my belly. I didnt know men his age could get hard let alone cum like hat.
My bf swapped back with him, i could hear the footsteps of his uncle leaving the room, but again i didnt say anything. Bf acted like was him the whole time. I was so embarassed and ashamed but i played along.
During that week i couldn't get the thought of what happened out of my head, a part of me found it completely repulsive but at the same time, i always ended up getting wet thinking about it.
It kept happening regularely after that night and i found myself being the one grabbing the blindfold more often than not. It genuinely became the highlight of my week.
I dont know if they realize i know by now, but i dont want to tell them and ruin the whole experience, theres something about this game we playing of me being so innocent and olbivious about the whole situation that makes it even more exciting for me.

When im visiting during the week and i see his uncle, theres nothing i can find attractive about the decrepit old man, its almost repulsive, yet i cant help but to blush like a teenager when i think about the things he has done to me. On his part he just gives me the usual silent treatement , so nothing seems to have changed on the outside.
On the room is a different story, he has gotten more daring every night. I was able to feel the tip of his dick on my skin as he came over my tits, the touch of his wrinkly saggy balls on my waist, and even got a taste of his sperm when a few drops landed on my face.
I cant get enough of it, my boyfriend barely gets me going at this point, its the old man's touch i crave.

I dont know where this is going,i just wanted to let it out of my chest. Im sure if i try to tell any of my friends they would find it completely disgusting and wrong. Maybe it is, i dont know but i cant help myself, just thinking about it makes my head spin and my body warm.

One Of Many Random Things..part 2

Part two

“Hi” she said. “Hi” I said as I jumped up from my seat to shake her offered hand. I was ‘trained’ to be a respectful gentleman,so my instinct to stand totally threw the thought of having a huge boner out of the way and before I knew what I had done I was standing almost noise to noise with this beautiful woman. My hand in hers, her smell filling my dick to almost bursting with the lust as it poked her though my running pants and her small g-string.

As I had stood my dick had been so straight out it had caught the edge of her loose black dress and slipped right underneath to stop firmly pressed between her legs. The look of shock that came over my face must have made me look like a total idiot and I felt myself turn beet red. My legs buckled and I flopped back down to the couch.

For a moment I looked at her and I thought she was going to get upset and tell my mother. This for sure would get me a beating. But no, she simply smiled and said “I’m happy to see you too. I would love to stay and hang out for a bit, but your mom is holding a table for us. I won’t be too late, make yourself at home” with a cute smile her eyes dropped to my boner sticking up and betraying my obvious hormonal issue. She giggled in that way only Asian girls can, looked me in the eye and blew me a kiss. Then she disappeared out the door. Leaving nothing but her sweet perfumed scent and a horny kid alone in scilance.

Some of you must be thinking ‘well she's gonna come back and suck his dick” and others will be thinking “this is bull shit”. Well both sides are wrong. Let me explain.

After a while of sitting, replaying what had just happened in my head over and over, my hand had made its way into my pants and I was slowly stroking while I daydreamed.I was ready to burst when a sound from outside startled me and shocked me back to reality a bit. I put my dick down and went to get a drink and take a piss. While I was in the bathroom like the pervert I was and still am I spotted the laundry piled in the corner behind the bathroom door.

I could see a pair of panties just laying on the very top. To my mind these were the last thing she had taken off before getting ready to go out and must not be very old. I snatched them up and stuffed them in my pocket. I grabbed my drink and returned to the couch to watch TV and sniff the panties I had found.

I stretched out on the couch and let my dick spring out from my pants. It was as hard as I recall it ever being back then. I lay there smalling licking and sucking on the panties. After a few minutes I was getting hot and figured no one was home so I just got naked.

This was the first time I ever got so fucking horny I could’nt come. My dick was super hard and I just wanted to find something to stick it in and fuck. But there was nothing. I was going crazy and later understood what horny really meant. I was walking around this strangers holiday home stark naked with a rock solid cock swinging around as I beat it in vain trying to make myself cum.

Then there is a knock on the door…

Continued in part three.
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