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I knew I was dreaming because the light was so bright and it was coming from all directions, same as the women. Ida would run by, her nipples bouncing, followed by Nina, with bouncing breasts. Susan always followed Nina and her breasts were bouncing on her pregnant belly but instead of laughing like Ida and Nina, she was always crying. Gay would walk slowly by and stop, turn to me, smile, lift her breasts to me, and then walk off. Not one was wearing clothing and they would disappear every time I reached for them. Someone was holding my left arm and I could not turn my head to see the person.

I was dreaming again and now Eddie was standing over me with his fist drawn back. He never struck me. He disappeared when I tried to stop his fist from striking at me. Butch came in after Eddie disappeared. He was smiling and telling me to get up. I would raise and he would strike me again, knocking me back to the ground. After he knocked me down three times, rather quickly, I raised my arm and he disappeared.

"Damn, what's with the pin?" I said after it was stuck in my other foot. It hurt in one foot and someone stuck the other.

"That's a good sign," I heard someone say and there was more talking however it was a bunch of mumble to me. No one was speaking clearly and six or seven heads were over me but they were moving and I couldn't identify them. At least they stopped sticking the pin in my foot.

My head hurt and my arm much worse. I couldn't lift the arm and a soft hand was holding my other arm. I didn't want to move it because if I moved it the hand would go away. I just lay there, afraid to move. I opened an eye and shut it quickly. Susan was holding my hand but I didn't see who was holding my arm so firmly. I opened the eye quickly and closed it again. Susan was still there.

I lay perfectly still allowing the hand to hold mine and then she moved it.

"NO, I didn't move, you can't go," I heard myself say, reaching for the hand.

"DAD, HE'S AWAKE!" I heard Susan shout.

Eddie said something about the doctor but I wasn't paying attention. I just reached for the hand again.

The warm hand took mine and I heard Susan say, "I'm here. You're going to be OK."

There had been a big commotion after that, what with doctors and nurses pushing, probing, sticking, shining that damn light in my eyes, it's a wonder I could go back to sleep but I did.

When I woke again I opened my eye quickly and closed it. Susan still had my hand but it was almost dark in the room. Whoever was in the room with us was still holding my left arm. He and I weren't going to be on good terms when I got up, I knew that for sure.

I opened my eye for a few seconds and she didn't go away. That was a good sign so I opened it and looked at her for a long while and closed it quickly when she moved. Her hand was still holding mine so I took another chance and opened my eye and she was looking at me. I whispered to her, "Susan, don't tell them I have my eye open."

She looked at me and a big smile came on her face and she leaned over and kissed me on the lips softly and said, "Don't worry, I won't" sitting back in the chair.

I could see she was crying softly. "Damn, why is she crying again," I wondered. At least she didn't tell them I was awake. It was so pleasant with her holding my hand, and she sat beside me for three hours before a nurse finally came in and saw I was awake.

The parade of doctors and nurses came again and it was two hours before they finally left us alone. I went to sleep with her holding my hand and when I woke it was daylight and she was still holding to my hand. Eddie was now in the room with us and someone was still holding my left arm.

Eddie informed me I was in the hospital four nights. He also said Susan was with me the entire time, feeling responsible for me. Eddie and Valerie had also spent many hours by my side. Eddie was full of apologies and I heard them every day.

I learned, from Jonah, I had stepped back to avert Edie's attack and fallen, striking my head while falling on my arm. My arm was in a cast as I broke it just above the elbow. I also twisted my shoulder and the cast was shoulder to hand.

Before I left the hospital, Eddie and I were alone, and he explained why Susan had been so upset the night I was with her. She told her mother and Val told Eddie. It was left to Eddie to explain the situation to me.

Susan had been forced to give a date a blow job while in college and found it revolting. She had also read stories where the ultimate act of love was when a man ate a woman and she in turn gave him a blow job. After I ate Susan's pussy she couldn't suck my prick so she got upset, at herself, and started crying. The next morning when her dad had asked how the evening had been she started crying again, feeling bad because she couldn't retaliate the act of love with a blow job. With out understanding this Eddie had come to me and when he saw the blood soaked bra he had simply lost his cool.

Eddie informed me Nat and Ida were at the hospital the first night. He said when they couldn't get my blood pressure steady, coupled with my erratic heart rate, Nat became upset and had suffered a possible heart attack. That is the reason they were not at the hospital. Ida was watching Nat, with the help of Nina and Rita, who had moved in, for the time being.

I was going to have a good scar, over my eye, from falling over Susan's sofa and not getting it attended promptly. I was also going to be staying at Eddies house until the doctor said I was OK to be on my own, as I was still subject to dizzy spells. Eddie and Susan took total responsibility for my accident and injuries.

Eddie took me from the hospital to Nat and Ida's to assure them I was OK. They didn't know why Eddie was so upset at me but I told them every thing was straight and it was a misunderstanding. I didn't figure it was anyone's business why Susan had been so upset and I didn't want to burden them further.

At Susan's, I was given her 'cottage' and she moved back into her old room. That night, Valerie came to check on me before she want to bed and I lost half a nights sleep because of her. She came in, wearing a tiny peignoir with a wrap which was open to the waist. She leaned over me and kissed my forehead and her breasts were within inches of my mouth. I kept an erection half the night but because of rotor-rooter, the catheter, I was kept in pain.

The following day Susan was not well. Her four days at the hospital had taken its toll on her and she was put to bed by orders of her doctor, so Valerie was left to tend to two patients.

Susan spent three days in bed and during those three days Valerie managed to keep me blushing one-half of the time. Knowing I was timid, she admitted to me later she used all her womanly charms. She started out wearing tights and switched to short shorts, where I could see her slit when she sat across from me, which she did a lot, never sitting ladylike. Her blouse was either the type that was tied under her breasts, a halter, or a low neck where her breasts threatened to fall out when she leaned over. I was constantly hard.

Each evening I listened to Eddie apologize for half an hour and he gave me an update on Nat and Ida, as he stopped by every afternoon to check on them. The third day I was there, a Sunday, Eddie spent the entire day at the farm, and Valerie went out of her way to torment me, wearing only a robe until it was time for him.

That evening he told me he had talked to Nat about getting a new truck as the one he was driving was past its prime.

The following day, Monday, was a follow-up for me and Jean came over to stay with Susan while Val took me to my doctors appointment. I still had dizzy spells so I had to take another scan and there was still a little bleeding however I was much better.

Before the scan the nurse came in and said there was an emergency and instead of me going next, it would be an hour possibly. Valerie was sitting in the room with me and as soon as the nurse left Valerie locked the door and came to the table I was sitting on. I had one of those paper gowns that are open in the back, and she just pushed me back on the examining table.

I was awestruck at what she was up to when her lips began kissing the head of my prick. I felt it jump and I was erect within moments. She took the head in her mouth and started sucking. She never took more than the head and she sucked till I shot into her mouth, swallowing rapidly and not loosing a drop of my cum. When I was limp she stood and said, "I have wanted to do that since the day Susan told me she was afraid to do it. Now I can tell her you have a good taste."

I felt my face become flush and I squeaked out, my voice not working right, "You are not going to tell her, are you?"

"I may, if she doesn't come to her senses soon," she said as she licked at her teeth. "Don't you think she should do it to you? After all, she said you made her come awful hard."

Susan was up, the first time in three days, talking to Jean when we returned. I got her out to the cottage quickly, not wanting her to talk to Val. Jean stayed the remainder of the day and she and Jonah stayed for supper that evening.

After the dinner dished were cleared, Eddie brought a deck of cards out and asked who wanted to play. Jean asked, "What game?"

Valerie interjected quickly, "Strip poker."

I left the room immediately and went to the cottage, followed shortly by Susan. Alone in the cottage, we sat on the sofa and watched TV, Susan eventually lying beside me with her head in my lap. After watching a couple of programs Susan went into her bedroom and returned a few minutes later wearing a robe.

She laid again with her head in my lap only she took my hand and placed it inside her robe. For an hour I caressed her breasts, stomach, the baby, and eventually I worked around and slipped two fingers inside her. She was twisting and turning on the sofa and I was being smart and said, "Do you have to go pee?"

She slapped me on the hand and said, "Yes, damn you."

She came out of the bathroom and locked the doors, the outside, and connecting door to her parents rooms. She turned a small lamp on over the TV and took my hand and pulled me to the bedroom, turning a small lamp on beside the bed. Turning to face me, she let the robe fall off her shoulders and stood before me nude.

She seemed to blush a little and lowered her head, not looking at me any longer.

The cast on my shoulder seemed cumbersome for the first time in days, as I tried to get the large shirt unbuttoned and the one arm removed. When I started removing my trousers I could see her watching me. I removed the trousers and was now standing in front of her, as nude as was she, not counting the cast.

I could see she was nervous and I placed a hand on her shoulder. She apparently took this as a sign I wanted her to drop to her knees because she started down and quickly stood and turned away. She was crying again.

I moved to her, wrapping my good arm her and, holding her small waist, I said I thought she was beautiful and I didn't expect her to do anything other than what she felt good doing. I held her for a long while and she stopped crying some time later, as I continued to hold her tightly.

I pulled her to the bed where we tried different positions for an hour but the cast was always in the way. She had me laying sideways at the head of the bed, when we finally were able to make love. She was holding to the headboard, and lowered herself on my erection. This was fabulous for me and I was finally able to get, hold, and utilize the erection that, for the past hour or more, kept coming and going.

I was looking up at her pussy, her pregnant belly, and her breasts hanging and bouncing as she had one foot spread on either side of my hips. I was fingering her clit while she was doing the work. She came before me, her pussy tightening on my prick, causing my balls to erupt, as my prick funneled my fluids inside her. When she raised her body from my prick, the fluids ran onto my groin and stomach. She was quick with a cloth to clean me. After cleaning me she cupped my balls in her hand and just stared at my half limp prick.

She looked up at me, her face showing no expression, and then back to my prick. She emitted a weird sound just before she lowered her mouth to my prick. She didn't move, just held my prick head in her mouth for a few moments, then gave three or four sucks, before quickly raising her head. She gagged a couple of times and I thought she was going to get sick on me, however she didn't. She went through this same routine five times before she finally held it in her mouth.

She would hold it and suck three or four times and stop. She kept this up and I became hard. After a while she was sucking and not pausing. At that point I started lifting her head slightly and letting it fall back, the weight of her head causing more of my prick to enter her mouth. I would lift, release, and her mouth was taking me deeper each time. It came to the point I would touch her head and she was lifting it, on her own, eventually taking one half my length. I was going to cum but I didn't tell her. I waited till my balls erupted and placed my hand on the back of her head, to keep her from lifting off. I wanted her to take my cum. She sputtered and tried to take my prick out but I held her and I could see her throat working, she was swallowing.

I was limp when I moved my hand and let her head come off my prick. She looked at me with the biggest grin. She moved up and kissed me on the lips. She hadn't done a very good job of swallowing because I got a mouthful of my spunk as she swiped the inside of my mouth with her tongue.

We lay cradled in one another's arms for an hour, I toyed with her breasts and nipples all the while. It was over an hour before she lowered her head to the point I couldn't see her face and asked, "Will you do me again now, please?"

I stayed at her house a total of four weeks before the doctor said I could resume a normal schedule, including returning to school, although I had to take a light schedule. During the remainder of my stay I ate her pussy every evening and she sucked my prick, from one to three times a day. She started lactating the last week I was there, the first three days her milk tasted rather bad but it was becoming sweeter.

Valerie told me, the afternoon before I came home, she had given me the blow job, on impulse, mainly because I had not told others why Eddie came at me, which would have caused great embarrassment to Susan. She said she had planned on doing it the Sunday she had walked around in her robe but never got the nerve. I remember asking if there was chance of a repeat and she had stood in front of me and opened her blouse and shook her tits in my face saying, "That's as close as you get buster." She got pretty good at flashing me after she saw how red faced I got each time. She even coaxed Susan into doing it one night as they stood behind Eddie, while he and I were sitting in their living room.

The day I came home was the happiest I have ever seen Nat and Ida. They fussed over me, as did Nina and Rita. Nina slipped into my room that evening and sucked me, at my insistence, before I let her lower her pussy onto my prick. It was much easier since the shoulder cast had been removed, and now the cast was only six inches above my elbow to my hand.

Jean had her baby that morning at six and Jonah called half an hour later. The house was in a turmoil all day. Frank and Joe had stopped by to see me after learning I was back. Gay was with her father but I didn't have a chance to talk to her alone. Nathan mentioned it one time about how Gay was a fine looking girl and he suggested I try to take her to a picture show sometimes. Frank had replied that all I had to do was ask and he was sure she would go with me.

A couple of other families had also stopped by, close to lunch naturally, and Ida had asked them to stay and eat, which they accepted readily. I was happy Ida and Nat were getting to see old friends but the friends were beginning to get on my nerves.

A little after three Nat told Ida he had to check on a couple of things and told me to get the truck. He whispered as I passed, "Throw a six-pack or two in the cab also."

On the way out to the highway Nat said, "Let's go up on the hill," popping a beer. I had a little trouble steering with one hand but I managed fairly well, especially not having driven the truck in over a month.

We were on our second can when Nathan asked, "Are you and Eddie OK now, any hard feelings?"

"No sir, no hard feelings, it was a misunderstanding and things are good between us. I don't hold him responsible for what happened." Only Eddie, Valerie, Susan and myself knew the real problem and I was OK with that.

He nodded and took a drink from the can. We were on the next can before he spoke again, "I am going to deed the farm over to you. I don't know what Nina will do later and Ida and I have talked about it, along with Rita, and we think it's best if we leave it to you and just make sure Nina is cared for. The doctors don't know how long this ticker will continue to work, after the first one the rest come quicker they say."

I knew he was talking about the slight attack, although what is slight. I looked at him and he was looking over the land I knew he truly loved. He looked so calm and peaceful when he was sitting in this spot.

I saw him looking to the pond and he said, "I haven't seen the boys down there lately but the girl you were with has been there every Saturday while you stayed in town. She just sits on the bank for a while and then leaves.

I don't know why he spoke of her as that girl because he knew her name and had all her life. We finished the two six packs and he said it was time to get back to the house. He had said very little in the two hours we were on the hill.

The next morning I was up early and stopped in the kitchen for a glass of juice before doing my chores. Ida was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee when I walked in. She had fixed her hair and had makeup on. I drank the juice and turned to her and said, "Looking good."

She just smiled and said, "Nathan wants you to take him to town this morning."

I walked around behind her and slipped my hands inside her robe, taking each nipple between my fingers and thumb and began twirling them. She was pressing her hands against mine when I said, "No problem, do you want me to take you somewhere also?"

"Git with you, before you get in trouble," she said as she reached up and gave me a kiss on the cheek, pressing my hands against her small breasts harder.

I was whistling as I reached the barn and Ben's presence startled me. "What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"Nathan's paying me to do your chores... but I guess I am out of a job now." He was smiling and said, "It's good to see you feeling so well, don't hear you whistle too much in the morning," after a slight pause he continued, "When you going back to school?"

"Monday, I guess, I'm going to play hooky the next two days. I have to take Nat to town for something this morning. How has your sister been doing?" He knew I was asking about Gay.

"She has been moping around, I heard dad tell her two nights ago he was going to put a willow on her ass if she doesn't stop grumbling about everything. I know she misses you, she said so." He was talking as he broke open a bale of hay and spread it around the stall.

"I'd like to take her to the movies tomorrow night if she will go with me. I am going to ask her this evening." I said as I picked up the empty water bucket knocked over by the calves. When I came back with the water I saw him walking to the path that led him home.

When I walked into the house I had breakfast almost ready for the table. I walked towards her, she was standing by the sink, and she held her hands out and said, "Get away."

I jumped when Nathan spoke, "He has to wash his hands, he just came in from the barn."

She looked at me, a big grin on her face, and said, "Well, wash your hands and sit down."

I looked over to her as I was washing my hands and saw her grinning. I smiled and Nathan said, "What are you two up to?"

"Nathan, she has on makeup and has done her hair, and she wants me to take you to town this morning. Do you reckon she is hiding something from us?"

She sat the plate of biscuits on the table and Nathan grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to his lap, saying, "And what are hiding from us woman," as his hand slipped inside her robe. She was squealing and squirming and jumped from his lap, her robe in his hands.

She was headed in my direction and I grabbed her arm as she turned, trying to get back to him and her robe. She jerked the arm free and rushed back and pulled her robe from him quickly and slipped it on.

"She is hiding something from us, did you see that, she hid her tits." He began laughing.

She looked at him and said, "For that you can get your own breakfast, and dinner, and even your own supper. You two are perverts." She started laughing because he kidded her about her breasts for as far back as I can remember but he always said she had the best looking ones in town.

I walked over to them and wrapped an arm around each and pulled them close to me, "I love you guys, you know." I sat at my place and waited for her to bring the eggs. I think I saw a tear when she sat them on the table. It was good to see them in this mood because that is the way they acted in the past, something I hadn't seen in almost six months.

We were drinking a cup of coffee, after finishing breakfast, when Nina came down dressed for school. She walked to Ida, kissing her on the cheek, then to Nathan, and finally to me. She kissed me on the lips and ground her lips into mine and quickly rushed to the refrigerator for a glass of juice. I looked at Nat and Ida and saw Nina had left lipstick on their cheeks. They in turn looked at me and started laughing.

I got up and Nina ran behind Nat, keeping he and the table between us. I looked at her and she was smiling and I knew what she had done. I went to the bathroom and her lipstick was smeared over my lips. I washed my face and walked back into the kitchen the same time Rita did. Nina kept the table between she and I till she left for school.

I pulled the truck up near the door and waited for ten minutes, finally shutting it off. Rita came out and stuck her head in the window and said, "They are looking for some papers. They will be here in a minute." She started back to the house and turned, coming back to the passenger side and getting in. She wasn't trying to hide the fact her gown was open and I could see her breast spilling over the bra, her nipples showing and erect, and her legs spread, allowing me to see her white panties. I felt my face becoming red and thought about what Nat told me before, she did it to embarrass me.

She was watching my eyes and face and asked, "Would you take me to Crockett's Lounge, for a couple of hours this evening, I want to see the floor show?" She was smiling and getting a thrill out of my expression I guessed. Crockett's was about forty miles from home and I know they brought entertainers in each week, sometimes big names.

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Just to provide a taste of my life, I grew up in a farming community, my parents were hard working middle class and I was your typical boy, average, but with a strong body and a typical boy scout, however I was turned on to sex by feeling my mom's undies in the clothes basket, and putting them on, hmmm, and great times followed. I will never forget the rock hard cock that erupted under the silky nylon and boy did I feel great. I was too afraid to cop a pair but did find my way to the hamper a...

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Growing up

I have spoken many times about women as exhibitionists, to one degree or another. To me, it’s certainly part of foreplay. If I’m going to have sex, whether it’s with my husband, or Another, I like to do the unwrapping. Standing a few feet away, unzipping my dress…………………… A real turn-on for me.I remember as a young girl. I’d be 12, or 13. I’d just started growing breasts and I had nice curvy hips. I’d started growing pubic hair and had a lovely dark triangle. I’d already started to get...

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Growing Up Fordfmicircpoundy Bonds

Written with inspiration from an unpopular post bysexaddict66This story is fictional and is based in an older simpler time: Our parents were very foregoing, OPEN, and gentle people who were very supportive of us in many unique and different ways. But overall happiness came to saddening halt when our Father, our Mother's Husband died after he caught a horrific fever during a cold and brutal winter 3 years past.-Later after we coped and moved on:One early weekend morning I was outside doing some...

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Growing up together

so my wife and i have been married 14 years pretty good years unitl one day I was using her phone arguing with our son when he hung up on me. When I went to call him back... up pops a picture (naked) of my gorgous latina wife with one tit hanging out. I of course went her and said what this??? My wife who seemed so innocent just hours before is now showing me her sex page and confessing the love of role play. angry at first i soon realized this gorgous woman with perfect round tits sexy wet...

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Growing Together Part One

GROWING TOGETHER – THE BUNTING FAMILY -  PART ONEPart One (Chapters 1 and 2) has been written to introduce the family members and others who are important to the story, and might be thought of as slow compared with later chapters, but please keep reading there is hot stuff to come !Chapter One – The Buntings – Meet the Family  Doug Bunting is a successful businessman who at 43, through sheer hard work and some shrewd stock speculation is now quite wealthy. He is of moderate height, 5’10”...

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Growing Together Part Three

GROWING TOGETHER – THE BUNTING FAMILY - PART THREE Part Three (Chapters 5, 6 and 7) GROWING TOGETHER - Chapter 5 - Toni’s story A few days earlier, before Liz and Doug began their intimacy, Laura walked into the kitchen after her morning shower wearing her usual brief underwear under a filmy dressing gown. Toni was already at work dressed in cool thin, wide legged cotton shorts that were almost indecently short, and a loose T shirt which failed to conceal that she wore no bra. Her...

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Growing UpChapter 11

The period starting with my suspension through Christmas was probably the worst time in my life. Frank and Eddie decided the maintenance area wasn't large enough in the barn so they built a large shop, using the lumber from the auction. I helped lay the forms and prepare the area for the contractor to come in and pour the flooring and we had the building ready in just over three weeks, due to rain delays and allowing time for the cement to set. I hated the days as it was either windy or...

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Growing TogetherChapter 13

"That's easy," Tanisha said. "I'm getting pretty tired of worrying about what's behind that door. I mean, I know it's not likely to be very good whatever it is, but the knowledge that it could be opened at any time by my brother when I'm least ready just makes things so uncertain. We've built up some pretty good defenses in case something should happen, but who knows what will happen if it does?" "Let me ask this," Joy replied thoughtfully. "It's been, what, going on five...

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Growing Up Never Ends

(I had the distinct pleasure of co-writing this story with the vibrant and sexy lesliejones whose brilliance at turning a phrase and using humiliation is without par. If you enjoyed this bit of erotica please send Leslie a note and thank her. – SplendidSpunk) My name is Emma and as the title suggests my life to this point, while not all that unusual in today's world, has been one where I've struggled to grow up and act my age. I was an OK child but by the time I was sixteen something changed...

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Growing Up with a whore

Contrary to what most people believe, growing up with a prostitute for a mother is not so bad. Most are good and take good care of their c***dren. They keep the young k**s protected by locking them up in a room while they service their clients. Most clients don't even know that the whore they are fucking has any k**s.As the k**s grow older, they start realizing that their mother is not normal. She doesn't socialize with other c***dren's parents and hardly participates in any after school...

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growing up in the deep south chapters 711

Chapter 7 I had asked Josh to not pester me about sucking my dick and I would consider going over to visit. Friday morning Josh woke me up stroking my hard dick, Josh said I told Joan you let me suck your dick made her hot as a firecracker. Called me all kind of nasty names while I was eating her pussy. Joan wants you to come over Saturday and help me fuck her. Josh was still stroking my dick; Josh leaned over and swallowed my dick then throat fucked himself until I shot a load in his throat. ...

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Growing Pains and Pleasures

I awake with a start to find the hand of my fourteen-year-old granddaughter Joanne wrapped around my hard shaft. She is naked! It feels exquisite! My memory reverted back to when I was fifteen and of my mother coming into my bedroom one morning with my sixteen-year-old sister Emily. As I struggled to construe the reason for the intrusion my mother whipped the covers off the bed to reveal my naked state and, most embarrassingly, my early morning erection! "Now that she's turned sixteen Emily...

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Growing Old Together Disgracefully

Pure fiction, Hazel is actually my wife but she loves me write stories like this and read them to her in bed as a form of foreplay.  Growing Old Together (Disgracefully) One afternoon last week, I was in the cafe of my local super market when I noticed my neighbour, Hazel, sitting at one of the tables. She was on her own so I went over and asked if she minded if joined her. She smiled up at me and nodded. When I was settled, I noticed she seemed to be down in the dumps so I asked her what was...

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Growing Up In The Country

The events that are unfolded here are all real and not just a part of my fantasy world that I must admit I do often sink into.I was born and lived in a small Village in the countryside of the East of England, and it was not too long after the war so most of the people around us were sort of poor (like us) and many were farmers too.Life was easy going and as a teenager who needed pocket money ? I was doing my daily "Paper Round" delivering news papers and magazines to many of the local farms...

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Growing Year Of Desperation

This story is a continuation of my previous story “Introduction of a seven year old in the world of sex”, thanks for all your feedback. Here I will talk about how a 7 year old child grows with desperation of sex, how he explores his fantasies. This edition doesn’t contain any sex story , only experience and memories of growing years, I bet most of will be able to relate to it, seat back and enjoy :). Days went dull after maid Anitha left work at our home. Somehow I managed to bring my...

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Growing Up In Healy

Growing up in Healy would not have been considered "fun" by most kids in America. Most kids wouldn't have thought it a great place to live. Jill and David Roberts, and their best - and only, to tell the truth - friends Chrissy and Mark Fenster didn't know the difference when they were little. After what happened to them last summer, they'll probably never want to leave Healy. They think it's a GREAT place to live. It all started when they were babies. Jill and Mark were both born the...

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Growing Up Chapter 11

I am Cool Joe Sophomore on campus. I get lots of hugs and attention from the sorority sisters. People look at me like I'm some kind of stud! I'm updated on what everyone did over the summer. . . . . . Shannon sees me. "well hello beautiful boy. Did you have a good summer?" "I surely did. Are you still a virgin?" "Of course sir! And I'm engaged!" She shows me a huge ring. "Wedding is in June, you'll get a save the date notice." "You think that's appropriate? Inviting...

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Growing Up CH1

First I'll explain myself. It was one more year ‘till I got my learner’s permit. I was a freshman, not masculine, slim arms and hips, narrow shoulders. I grew long dark brown hair that I kept hidden mostly under a cap or a beanie and sometimes in a ponytail so nobody really noticed how long it was. Brown eyes. I was pale, long legs, a few inches over 5 feet, fresh white skin with ruddy cheeks, (the zit demon had skipped me over). Hairless arms and nearly hairless legs, just a very light...

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Growing up7

Growing up I was always getting into trouble with my curiosity. If I had interest in anything, I would jump in and see what happens. Some good and some bad results happened but I always learned from my mistakes and if curious enough I kept at it until I was satisfied. From swimming, diving, sports, mechanics, gardening, fishing, hunting and entrepreneur-ism. I loved reading and would live at the libraries on weekends just to read all kinds of different subject matter. My dad would always...

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Growing Up In the Backwoods of Alaska

Our house was small, it had initially only been intended to hold our parents as a means to be close to work without having to travel for several hours to get to the substation. It at the time only had one bedroom with an attached bathroom. When were born they added a wing to one side that became a new master suite for them. Since we had been young at the time they had not worried about building a second room since it was easier to heat the house the way it was now. Over time everyone was so...

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Growing Pains Redemption

This is a sequel to Betrayal (Story on this site). You might want to read that first. Chapter I ‘You want me to do what?’ Simon asked with a furrowed brow and Rhea folded her arms defensively across her bosom. ‘A tattoo. Remind you of who your girlfriend is, as you seem to have problems remembering,’ Rhea replied coldly and the three people in the crowded tattoo studio turned to look at an embarrassed Simon. ‘I know love, but a tattoo?’ Simon whispered in a low voice. ‘Is it really...

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Growing up

Growing up, it was just my mother and I, and she was a busy woman, being upper management for a local aerospace company. I was a good student and seemed well – behaved, so she pretty much allowed me to ‘run free’ from the age of 12 or 13. As long as I did my chores, did well in school, and she had no problems to worry about at home, I was rewarded with plenty of spending money and time to explore my interests. I was confused for a long time, and did a lot of reading on the internet. I knew...

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Growing Pains

Tip: This is a slow burner loosely based on my experiences. If you want something to wank off to, skip to the chapter First Date and the options that lead off from there. Don woke to the electronic buzz from his alarm. He rolled onto his side and reached for the snooze button. On pressing it, he heard the familiar pitter-patter of feet on the stairs. "Go away!" The steps continued to his door. "Bruce, basket... Now. I'll walk you tonight." Don then bolted upright in bed. "Shit! I mentioned the...

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growing up in the deep south 50s

I come from a broken home Dad went to jail when for burglary I was 13 Mama didn’t care what happened as long as she had a man and some booze. The summer I turned 14 things changed in a big way when I discovered that even though I was on the smaller side I had grown a man size dick. I had been jacking off for 2 years after discovering quite by accident the joy of masturbating. It all started while in the tub bathing as I washed my dick it became very hard and felt good rubbing it. The more I...

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growing up

i had a super crush on my friends mom growing up, i stole her panties and bras and hot clothes , whatever i could get my hands on you know, they lived right behind me in a small village almost rural, doors never locked. when they were home i just walked right in. i was over all the time. even tried some peeping tom type stuff but not super into it. shit started to get real though around 14-15 yrs old about 2005. the mom(stephanie) caught the husband cheating on her with this super young chick...

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Growing Pains

I wrote this story a few years ago. Sadly, it is just a story, a fantasy. I think I posted it on XHAMSTER at the time, under a different (fake) username, but I can't remember. Anyway, I thought it deserved an audience instead of languishing on my laptop. OneI was ten years old when I first became aware of my older sister’s interest in what I had between my legs.As very young c***dren, we had bathed together in total innocence, our genitals so unformed as to be almost unnoticeable. But as she...

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Growing up in a house full of women part 4

Chapter 4I had no idea what to do after that sexual encounter with Granny. I wanted to have sex with her (Well, with anyone who would have sex with a teenage boy) but I did not want to ruin my relationship with my best friend in the whole wide world (Her!).I decided I would not speak a word of it with her until she brought it up. The school year was starting up, and it seemed I had so much to do before school started.One thing I was NOT expecting though...To be run out of my own bedroom a few...

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Growing up in a house full of women Parts 1 and 2

GROWING UP IN A HOUSE FULL OF WOMENThis story is a little different than other stories I have written and submitted. Some of you may like it…Some of you won’t. (I suppose that is the norm with every story on this forum).This is part of my real life experiences. Yes. They are true.The main characters are as follows: Billy (Me), Aunt Judy (Thelma's sister), Grandma Thelma, Cousin Kelly (Judy’s daughter), and my s!ster, Michelle. We all live in a very matriarchal household. I am the only boy in 5...

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Growing up

Growing up, it was just my mother and I, and she was a busy woman, being upper management for a local aerospace company. I was a good student and seemed well - behaved, so she pretty much allowed me to "run free" from the age of 12 or 13. As long as I did my chores, did well in school, and she had no problems to worry about at home, I was rewarded with plenty of spending money and time to explore my interests. I was confused for a long time, and did a lot of reading on the internet. I knew from...

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growing up and moving too many times

When we were growing up, dad worked as an iron worker. He therefore had to follow the job around the country. he must have been good cause we were always moving to a fresh job. Dad was a foreman and we always had visitors over since he and his coworkers didn't know anyone when we first moved to a new town.Mom and I would often scout out the location for Dad and we would find a new place to rentbefore he moved up with us.When I was 13, we found a real nice house that some professor owned but was...

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Growing Up

Her dad came up to her and told her. "I want you to go into the bathroom and get naked and wait for me." She looked surprised but she always did what daddy told her. She got int he bathroom and stripped naked and looked at herself in the mirror. She was growing up and maturing nicely. Her ass was nicely rounded and she had a nice set of tits and lots of pussy fur.Her dad walked in and told her "Sit up there by the sink. Tonight I am going to shave your pussy and make it nice and smooth like a...

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Growing Obsession

Some time ago I met emorymed on xhamster. It all started with an exchange of messages after I had commented on one the videos that he had posted.http://xhamster.com/movies/938511/submissive_handcuffed_slut_gags_chokes_rims_and_swallows.htmlSomething about that video tapped into some deep feeling that were just emerging in my life. It was a time when I was going through a stage of experimenting with my sexuality. I was intrigued by the xhamster site and I would peruse the different things that...

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Growing Up To Adult

Rohan just started to go to college when this tale took place. He felt he was old enough But, his family did not let him act adult. He was the youngest of the big joint family in a village Sadly, as it always happens, he was the darling of the family, and so, the object of everybody’s tease. All elders used to have fun at him But, on the day of the story, he was acting adult! No, not the way you might imagine. He was given responsibility of being an escort to his elder sister His sister Damani...

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Growing Pains and lessons learned

We were never aware of the word 'p*******es' when I was a girl, some think its just a new word that describes men with a lusting for k**s, for which no doubt it does, but as a girl growing up, I was experiencing it before it became fashionable.Men would expose themselves to me and my friends, having a good handful as we watched, we were knowledgeable about the white stuff they would shoot from their cocks long before we were ovulating.I would lay awake in bed listening to my mother and her...

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Growing Up Insane

????????????????? ???? Growing Up Insane - Chapter 6 ????? Tabitha's new owner was not unaware of what he possessed, and when he surveyed the damage to the tranny's body and psyche after her first encounter with the Wendalls, he decided that this type of business activity was not the way to sustain this phenomenon for any significant period. This in turn translated to an income that did not even maintain his prize, let alone provide profit. He searched around his circle of friends and...

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Growing Graduating 2304

In a land three hundred years in the future where fossil fuel has been exhausted and the Green Revolutionary Army has smashed every Nuclear installation leaving the population unable to maintain their great cities or even feed themselves  where satellites are a memory and planes and automobiles almost extinct, where no steel or aluminum is produced or rubber, where teams of operatives work treadmills to provide power when the photocells lack sunlight and the population decline is managed  to...

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Growing Together Part Five

THE BUNTING FAMILY - GROWING TOGETHER Part Five - Chapters 12 and 13 Chapter 12 - Jenny Remembers As Doug and Laura, Carl and Liz celebrated their love for each other, Jenny lay in her bed thinking of the deliciously intimate smell of Liz on her brother’s fingers. There was an all too familiar tug low in her tummy. Then the warmth as her flow responded to her imagination of the brother and sister together. Her fingers drifted to her hairs and she teased herself as her mind flew...

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Growing up horney

When I reached my teens, I was always horny. My cock would need attention from me or from friends and I was always jacking off. I would get together with the girl down the street and she would come over after everyone had gone to work. We would go into the bedroom and strip done and I would eat and lick her pussy till she had multiple orgasms and then she would suck my cock till I filled her mouth. We even tried to fuck a few times and when I finally got my cock in her pussy it felt wonderful...

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Growing Up in One Weekend

My sleep wasn’t the best that night and I woke up kinda groggy the next morning. Everything was packed in my suitcase, and after doing some chores in the morning, I waited patiently for Uncle Jim to arrive. The weekend was supposed to be a bit hot for September, so I elected to wear a sleeveless white ruffled top with spaghetti straps and blue denim pants. Sometimes Mom is difficult to figure out . . . regarding what I should wear, so I wore a wind breaker over the outfit. That way she...

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Growing Up in Gwinnett Volume 6

When I was in high school, East Jones Bridge Park had a gravel parking lot in front of the large covered pavilion that was along the river. Off to the side of the pavilion was a small men's room and ladies room that backed up to each other. The men's had a single toilet and sink with wooden walls. There was a large grassy field to the left as you faced the river. On both sides of the park there were hiking trails through the woods and along the river. It was a great place to play football...

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Growing Up

Growing up on a farm in West Texas in the seventies was a time in my life that I will never forget. The summer of seventy-eight was when I came to realize who I truly was. I say was because I’ve spent the majority of my life since then fighting that discovery. Now that I’m older I’ve reached a point in my life that I can finally share that experience. More importantly, I’ve reached the point that I can live my life free from any restrictions.It was during that fateful summer that I would come...

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