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The Married Year

Posted on 2/11/2008 at 11:27 AM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link

When we decided that it was time to have a babby I stopped screwing all of my ex's friends and we got down to busines. It wasn't long untill I was with child. When my boobs started getting bigger and my belly started to grow my ex always had to show everyone. When the and the babby came it wa a fine healthy boy and my ex wanted to have him circumsized but I said no and I got my way in the end. I was breast feeding our son, I think he was liking it and I know I was. When it was time to feed him I would just take a tit out and let him have at it. If there were family or friends arround it didn't matter I would still feed the babby.

 

One day my ex decided he was entitled to a share of my milk. So I would let him suck and that would get me all worked up. When he would finish I would go down on him and get my milk drink. One time his dad was over when I was feeding the babby and my ex asked me to let his dad have some milk. His dad was an expert and he drove me nuts. When he opened his pants so I could do him I was simply amazed. My husband was big but his dad was huge and harder than most people half his age. His load was at least twice the volume of my ex's. But, I guess that didn't supprize me because my ex was servicing my mother on a regular basis.

 

When our son was about 12 months old I noticed a big change in my ex he was hanging out with one particular guy almost exclusively. One afternoon I came home from shopping and walked in on my ex sucking this guys dick. When I asked him about it later he told me he had been doing this guy since high school. Things went down hill from then and within a year we were divorced. Neither my son nor I have heard a word from him since.


Oh the Good Old Days

Posted on 2/9/2008 at 5:40 PM - 2 Comments - Post Comment - Link

My father died when I was a babby and I don't remember him at all. My mother was stuck with trying to raise me. Fortunately she had grandma to help. Both mom and grandma were very sexy ladies and both had a large number of dates. Uncle Toni mom's brother who lived about 500 miles away used to come stay with us from time to time and fix things around the house. When I was real young he used to let me take a shower with him and I can remember stairing at his man parts. I always wanted to touch but he would always say no. From time to time grandma or mom would go in the bathroom when Toni was in the shower and when they came out they were always smiling. As I got older Toni would sometimes bring my cousin Lee with him. Lee was 4 years older than me and I thought he was the neetest thing since sliced bread. He always played attention to me.

 

When Lee would come over he and I would go for long walks and go play out behind the barn out back. I used to checkout his boy parts and inturn I would let him checkout my girl parts what there were of them. When I was 11, Lee let me watch him maturbate but I couldn't tell anybody. Toni and Lee both died in a car accident about a year after that.

 

When I was 12, I became interested in the boy that lived down the road from us. He was a real hunk and he was 16. By now I was really starting to look like a girl. Needless to say one afternoon he got me out behind the barn and got what all 16 year old boys want. It wasn't long and I wa putting-out for all the guy in school. Mom and grandma figured out what was happening and took me to a Doctor in the next town and got me on the pill.

 

Well I quickly became one of the most popular girls in school with the boy but not with the girls. I also became very popular with one of the guys fathers he was doing me on a regular basis and I was loving it.

 

As things would have it I thought I met Mr. Right. I was 18 now and thought I was all knowing. It was all about sex and we both loved him. After 3 months we were married and he took full advantage of my love and need for sexual contact. One night he I and a friend of his were just out riding around and he asked me to give his friend a blow-job. I did and that made my husband so hot when we arrived back at home and the three of us went inside my husband took me right there infront of his friend then he gave me to his friend. After about a month I was servicing 6 diferent guys and I loved being naked under all these guys. I always had someones cum in me and when I was on my period I would give them head.

 

Well I'll be back in a couple of days with more. 


My House Guest

Posted on 2/8/2008 at 9:34 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link

Well I am back again just rambling. Last week an old high school friend of my sons came by he was in town for a couple of days. My son is working out of town so I asked him if he wanted to stay with me while he was here. He said sure and I put him in my sons room.. When he was in high school and used to stay over he would get up in the morning and run to the bathroon in his jockey shorts and he always had a hardon. I always figured I may have had something to do with it because I would go in the room and wake up the boys. I always had these short night gowns with the low nick lines that were loose fitting. My boobs would bounce as I walked and I am sure that you could see through my night gown if I stoon in front of a light. I was in my mid thirties then and by all accounts not to hard to look at. I don't think I have changed a lot since then looks wise. Maybe the boobs droup a little more.

 

Now that I am home alone most of the time I don't think about how I am walking around the house. The first night he was there after he went to bed I walked in the room wairing this short half slip the front and back pannels were solid and the side pannels were kind of a peek-a- boo  lace and I had this skimpy sheer bra on that you can see through. I wanted to find out if he needed anything before I went to bed. He said no he was fine. I stood there and we talked for bit and he told me that when he used to stay over he always looked forward to me waking them up in the morning . So I asked why and he told me because when I bent over he could look down the top of my night gown and see my boobs and he remembered that my nipples were always hard. Then he said he always wished he could catch me topless so he could get a good look. We said good nighjt.

 

The next morning I went in to wake him up dressed the way I sleep totally nude. He will be comming back to stay with me in a couple of weeks and I hope he is going to be ready for what he is going to get.  


The Ice Breaker

Posted on 2/1/2008 at 10:20 PM - 0 Comments - Post Comment - Link

I guess you could say I am a true lover of sex for the fun of it. My mother allways used to tell me there were two kinds of sex. There was sex for love, you know husbands and wives, babies and all that. Then there was sex for fun. The kind of sex where almost anything goes. I love the kind of sex where there is no commitment.

When I was going to high school all the guys liked to take me out because they all knew that I put-out. Then when I got a little older it got better because I didn't have to be as carefull about what I was doing. I took this business class one time. There were six guys in the class and the teacher was a guy. I set a goal to bang every guy in the class and the techer first and last. I would go to class dressed in a short skirt so I could show a lot of leg and sometimes more. Well you know what happened I made my goal, got em all including the teacher twice.

As an opener I didn't want to be too graphic. but next time watch out I'll be telling things in great detale. Well I have to get ready, a guy I just met is comming over tonight  and he has something want.

 

Later!!  



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