My gran had been on her own for as long as I can remember… her husband had left round about the time I was born and has never been seen or heard of since… in all the time since then I don’t think she has had any boyfriend’s… at least not as far as I know.
showing my sister my cock
How I became a whore for animal cock
I was working the nightshift at the social care farm where I’d been working for the past year. I am a 20 year old well shaped girl, long blond hair and people tell me I’m real pretty. I was quietly reading a magazine in the living room, when suddenly Pete, one of our clients rushed in shouting that something was wrong with one of the horses. Of course I immediately got up and followed him to the stables. As soon as we entered the stables I heard the door slam shut behind me and Pete turned around with that smirk on his face that I’d seen so often before and that said that what he’d really like to do is rip my clothes off and fuck me. I looked behind me and saw that Hank and Billy were standing there in front of the closed door. “Shit, now what”, was what went through my head. The answer came immediately as Pete grabbed me, and Hank and Billy started ripping off my dress. I screamed at them to stop, but they just laughed and threw my ripped dress behind them. Then they tore off my bra and panties and I was completely naked and at the mercy of three lightly mentally handicapped males of about 25 years old.
Being Bi at Home 1959-61 – Part 2
We were going to the beach again as the early mist had gone and the Sun was heating things up very quickly, Jane arrived to confirm she would be picking up Clair and meeting us down there, Vicky smiled at me and winked, my signal things could get hot if the beach was empty and the cave not to wet from the tide washing in. First I had been called by Aunty Betty for instructions as she as arranged would be away for the weekend so I went to her room. She called me in after I had knocked on the door and told me to sit on the bed. She was packing her case as she told me what money she would leave us and gave me a list of things needed from the shops for our food supply then she asked me how things were going with the girls. I told her they had been very kind and shown me a great time at the beach making my holiday very nice. Well, she said they both think a lot of you and talked none stop about your visit before you arrived and with this she put her hand on my upper leg, you are a nice lad and when I return I will take you under my wing for a few days to make your holiday as nice as we all can now go and have some fun with the girls.
The Day I Knew I was Bi – Part 11
With my Army duties full all week the time went so quick it was Friday night and time for me to meet Petra at The Golden Lamb and enjoy our weekend, Monice and Jurgen were due to pop in at some stage which gave me time to bring my naughty partner in crime up to date with my club visit and after’s with Monica and Jurgen. Sat in our usual place in the dark rear of the bar, I soon had a very horny Petra asking for every little detail of the meet and had Jurgen given me the thrill I had so needed. I put her mind at rest with the details she wanted and noticed she was playing with herself under the table as I related the whole sager. God wish I had been there she said but I reminded her she had been enjoying the delights of Hanner’s sweet body that night and I am sure they were both not short of an orgasm or six. The look on her face told me I was not far from the truth there, are you wet now I said, well a little, was the reply, but she put her fingers to my lips and forced them in to my mouth the wetness and aroma making me horny to.
Mr Gleeson
Jordan sat in his hotel room. It was 7 pm. His curtains closed. He sat his mothers baby doll on. His sisters and mothers underwear at his side.
Dare girl goes astray
Chapter 1
Being Bi at Home 1958-61 – Holiday Part 1
On leaving school I arrived home to be told it had been arranged for me to go and stay with my Aunt and two cousins down in Devon at Plymouth, the girls were 16 and 17 and the family lived in a small Hamlet. My folks were off on a well earnt holiday and it was thought here was great for me at the coast with the girls and the beaches to keep us busy for the 2 weeks. I was ok with that, the girls were good fun and Vicky the younger was always laughing Betty the older was a little more of the thinking type so all was looking good.