Fingering

Like Donna washed the morning dishes, she looks at her kitchen window and looks at her daughter playing in the garden with one of her neighborhood girlfriends. The girls played with tetherball. It was a hot morning and the girls had stopped playing temporarily and moved under the shadow of a maple tree where they drank water from a garden hose. They always felt playful and soaked. Donna smiles also herself while both fight for the control of the pipe.

I’m gonna be 23 in three days. This story is about what happened between my brother and I at the age of 14. At the time, I was very surprised.

My brother was 18 at the time. It wasn’t the kind of boy who likes to go out a lot, he was more reserved and a little shy with the girls. In December of this year, my mother decided that it was time for him to have his own room. The only problem is we lived in an apartment. I always shared the place with him, but now I’d share it with my parents. I didn’t like that.

Allison Munro is frustrated. His first year at the university was over, and there was no fire, no alarm. Two ordinary sexual pales and experiences did not give her the wild time she wants to remember when she is old and gray. And then, quite unexpected, on a hot steam night, she and her best friend begin to be in the calm of a dark park, and her world changes. As every new sexual experience opens its wider eyes, it emits its inhibitions and becomes increasingly wild and bold, by seduced the brother of her girlfriend, then father, then mother, then reaching the others around her, filled with the excitement of sexual conquest, the pride of a beautiful nymphlet, and the heat of evil desire.

The ivory looks at itself in a bathroom mirror because its bathtub fills with hot soapy water. She slips her purple and black bathrobe that she wears and takes a moment to admire her. She smiles and licks her lips, “Not bad for a 45-year-old…” She says she puts her hands on her big round boobs and gives them a sneeze. “I am always one of the hottest women ever to scratch a wrestling ring… and a better struggle than most…” The ivory turns to the bathtub and slides its two hands against the sides and back of its neck, “But… I still have to relax…”

A neighbor with two girls (18 & 20) fought with them and threw them both out of the house. Heather, eighteen years old, had made babysitting for us several times, and is practically considered one of the family. When we found that she had nowhere to go, we invited her to stay with us until she had an apartment. His eldest sister moved in with one of her girlfriends.

Needless to say with a voluptuous girl 14 years my junior, my thoughts began to wander. My eyes were not particularly concerned about how she sat or sat on the house. I was able to turn off the beautiful nipples of her breasts and see how incredibly well formed the firm cheeks of her butt! Sometimes it would run through the house with nothing but a towel, and it would be held a little too high. The view of his ass and hair covering what every man desires began to drive me wild.

I was lying alone in my bed last night, thinking about you. It was so many years ago, and yet it only seemed a few months. The feelings that you lie next to me, in front of me, behind me, above me, seem so vivid. How did it start? As I remember, it was my thing… you stayed there, and since there was only one bed, you slept with me. I remember waking up in the morning and feeling close. I don’t know what made me start… just a friendly comfort, I guess, but I started to caresss your back, feel the shape of you through the silky material of your night shirt. You moved slowly under my touch, enjoying sensual sensations of being froted. Little by little, I pushed my fingers a little further around your waist, feeling the curves of your belly. You couldn’t decide if you wanted me to go on like that while you’re still going, and even get away from me. I persisted, quietly, gently, and you gradually gave and relaxed, allowing me to rub you. My very light touch now, I started to trace a line down your leg, feeling the change of satin to flesh and my heart jumped a beat. My lower lip caught between my teeth, I started the journey up your leg, giving you room to move your shoulder to the bed, so you were now lying looking at me propelled on a elbow. I hung up and kissed your lips so soft and you didn’t flinch. Your lips were wet. First, you did not answer, except to stay passively but very gradually, as I kissed gently, you started kissing me, your lips sharing slightly to allow me to start exploring with my tongue. I didn’t want to break the fate that we created, I didn’t want to bury you by pulling me out, so I went back to rub your belly through the satin of your shirt, moving my hand up to feel the contour of your heavy boobs. You have the most beautiful, very thin body with large breasts that I could have bury my face and drowned, with the greatest pleasure. You started moving again under my hand, enjoying sensations aroused in you. I felt the outline of your nipples, erected, now, and as I passed from one to another, dragging a line around them, you gave a little moaning of pleasure. I kissed you once again, this time with more definition, and there was no trouble taking your answer now. You liked you, me, and you kissed me, your tongue knowing my mouth, disguising me, our tongues caressed each other.

It was a hot summer day in Foyil, Okalahoma when Terri, who visited his cousin, renewed their lesbian relationship. They got close. They had begun to inspect the bodies when they were in puberty. It’s gone to look and touch to suck. They both appreciated the feeling, but as they entered their teens, they stopped playing with each other because they were afraid that people discovered what they were doing and called names.

I live in a two-bedroom apartment with three of my friends, my roommate is also my best friend since the second year. The two rooms are master rooms, we have a third bathroom of the kitchen that comes a lot, all accoutrements, inside, outdoor pools, laundry service, full gym with just about every machine known to man, you get the photo. I don’t remember who came with the idea of sharing our money and living as queens, but it really worked well for us, especially the fact that we have twenty four hours of security service and no one can enter the door without the approval of the tenant and I.D. My roommate and best friend, Toni and I had started making bets in high school on the result of TV shows and things like that and the winnings increased last year. We do this once a week and a few weeks ago, I won, our roommates worked late, so I did to Toni make dinner and serve me in the nude, which was very fun for me and as it turned out, as for Toni. I broke her ass a few times when she served me, I rubbed her ass and when I asked about the desert, Toni put me in the mouth, telling me to enjoy the desert. To not be overwhelmed, I took her nipples in my mouth and sucked on it, making me realize why men loved our tits, it was very pleasant. The next week, I won, made Toni give me a bath and shave. Next week, Toni won and she never said a word about the salary, really asking me what was in store for me. We were watching TV, all four of us, Toni said it was late, looked at me, crumbled my finger so I could follow and I knew it was time to pay.

“I feel a little strange about how he massages me…” Kay, the mother, was preparing for her bath, quietly speaking with her husband Jim. He was behind her and she was undressed. He ran his fingers in his naked back. He had showered and now waited for him to swim and then join him for an adult sexy scene in the room. They stood outside the bathroom where the water drew in the bath and where, soon, she called her son Sammy to enter and wash her back, then move into her breast and slowly wash each breast, massage them so that she would become wet and hot, eager to fuck with Jim.