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No way! But then again, maybe yes. When I was young my Dad got married to the coldest bitch I’ve ever known on the planet. Things were not looking good for me, but I didn’t care too much because I didn’t live with them. In fact, I considered it a net positive because I gained a step-brother named Rhett. He was 2 years younger than me. By the time my Dad and Joy, the ironically joyless soul-sucking bitch, got married I had already figured out that Rhett was gay and by the time of this story I had already been introduced to sex at Rhett’s hands. ( and mouth ) Rhett was not a bad first and it set me off on that sexual journey all humans embark upon! I was, and still am, eternally grateful. A short 4 years later my life took an unexpected turn. My biological Mother was always the life of the party. She was amazing. I loved her dearly. She talked frankly with me about life and only ever gave me a wink and a nod because of my proclivities that included boys and girls and, on occasion, both at the same time. Every child should be blessed to grow up in such a sex positive environment. The cancer came on fast. She was always so strong, so alive. We got the diagnosis and a short 3 weeks later she was bedridden. 2 weeks later she was gone. Of all days, on the anniversary of my Dad’s most terrible life decision. 7 days later I found myself moved from my tiny hometown of Shiner, Texas ( home of some amazing beer ) and removed to Encino, California. Talk about some culture shock. The only person I had in my life that knew anything about me was Rhett. We picked up right where we left off indian with the odd blowjob here, feeling each other up there. The thing about it was we had to be extremely careful. Rhett had not come out to his Mom yet because she was a super religious woman from a sect of Pentecostalism that was super conservative. When Dad had married her she was a Christian, sure, but more of your run of the mill, slightly holier than thou type. By the time I moved in, she had gone off the deep end. Dad suffered too, but I don’t think anyone knew how bad this made things for Rhett. One weekend, Dad went away on business and Joy went off on some spiritual retreat. I had expected her to insist we come along or to get her sister to watch Rhett and I, but to our surprise she said she trusted us, don’t have a party, and I’ll see you on Monday. This meant we finally could let our guard down and have a little fun! We invited this girl that Rhett had introduced me to, desi a Freshman named Leslie, who was entirely into kinky shit like us and proceeded to have a wonderful weekend. I was a Junior in High School. I had been a linebacker for the football team back in Shiner and was very fit. My dark hair, dark eyes, bronzed skin…Hell, even I could have been into me. I wasn’t huge in the downstairs depart (still not), but I wasn’t entirely unfortunate either. My lovers have always left satisfied. My dick was circumcised, but not perfectly. “Could you not have noticed these lovely mounds.” I turned to Sara “sweetie, this is going to hurt a little at first. As Betsy knelt above desi his face I could see his cum dripping from her into his mouth. “Miranda, when was the last time you were intimate with a man? How long has it been for you, since you got fucked?” “hey when we get done do you want to go get some alcohol? I'm sorry.” “Helping you.” Brandan smirked, spinning the sword around in his hands. Yep grandpa all packed and ready. Behind her was the cot. Although these video chats were always in the nude, they weren’t always about sex. All she did was smile and say "good." “Thanks, but you’ve seen me in this bikini enough you should have already known that.” In truth, it wasn’t exactly a string bikini, but it was the smallest one Mom would buy me. Suddenly her eyes went wide and she grabbed his hand and squeezed her legs around it. Hailey’s mouth was dry as she licked her lips feeling her own juices start to bubble and trickle down her thighs but managed to stammer, “who is NMP?” A sandstorm. I brought the first indian round and got pints for dad and me and rum and cokes for the girls. I asked, "You taking off the bra?" 15- ilos She then left the Pleasure Slave 3613-A kneeling on the floor only to quickly return with both Master Brutus and Titus. Donna sipped the tea, trying to close her ears and mind to the sounds of the sexual encounter nearby. “Come and get it.” The fucker in the mask, he was in my bedroom months ago and knocked me out. “You`ve got a great body, Harry”, Ron said into that uneasy silence. They were bubbling over with excitement and encouragement.