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Dirty family friend
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"They killed the uncle inherited everything moved to south america created new id's and are now living very nicely and just placing the odd post on the forums for us "lol | |||
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"I'd love to meet someone like Frank..." I would love to be used just like Frank mmm | |||
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" Great story dave, I bet your excitement was delicious that first time as you slide Uncle Franks pj bottoms down. The shame and degradation of being spoken to and treated so useless by him and your gorgeous wife. Then to suddenly see Uncle Franks big, thick cock, to realize even soft how enormouse it was, and feel that "feeling" in your chest as your wife looked on. You know the one I'm talking about don't you dave, your already humiliated, now as you gaze at this huge cock and your breath grows short and quick, your own dick twitching in your pants telling you before you even realize it yourself. Your excited to see his fat cock, your curiosities are almost peaking. Even as he tells you what a useless husband you are as he plays with your wifes tits. Your not even aware yet, that servant feeling their instilling in you has you as excited as the sight of Uncle Franks cock. Now with each passing moment your filthy new excistance coupled with your own shamefull desire to accept it has you hot, your nervouse, affraid a little, you feel a bit betrayed by your wife. And with every following instruction your mind screams "NO" "don't do it", but your lips say nothing, that dirty feeling enveloping you entirely now urges you instead. You wanted it before Uncle Frank even instructed you, you wondered if your wife could see your desire on your face as you heard her laughing at you. You wanted more than anything to touch Uncle Franks big, thick, veiny cock didn't you dave? His instructions for you to stroke him were like an answered wish weren't they? And mmmmmmm...the way his girth felt in your fingers, the weight of his big dick in your hand that forst time. Again that dirty feeling washed over you as he told you what a pussy you were. And as it mixed with the shock of how good his swelling cock felt in your fist as you squeezed and stroked him ever tighter. Your excitement, curiosity and desire for more intensified, you could feel the girth your own cock growing between your legs as you imagined what might come next, as you hoped for what came next. MMMmmmmm....I gratefully remember my first introduction into the service of an older, more dominant, experienced, demanding and yes, well endowed man's cock. " oh my I thought this thread could not get any better but here we have a very nice addition | |||
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" Before I go on, in an attempt to be fair to the readers of this post and to you dave for having the courage to post such a story. Because be it fiction or non fiction its obviously the type of kinky fetish play that excites you dave. In real or much jerked off over fantasy the ideas and scenes you portrayed in this story obviously turn you on as well as many fellow fabbers, (your replies appriciated). And I respect and admire your courage and willingness to share your interests as well as entertain us. That said I will now share my own very genuine and honest response to the questions I posed to you while replying to your post. During my first bi seduction or luring by an older more experienced man I wasn't married, nor were any women present. It took place solely between him and I and my previous experience with other "guys" was very much limited to jerking to mags and a couple instances were we played with each others dicks. None had been successful in persueding me to go any further but its fair to say that I had been introduced to the physical pleasure of touching and being touched. More than that my curiosity had begun to develope and seemed to be well nurished to say the least. That's to say I came into my sexuality at a early time in my life and though i had experimented with girls as well I found myself more comfortable exploring with other "guys" within a few years of my age range. I'm not writing a story here so that's the extent of my intro. Rather I will give my version of the answere's to the questions I posed to you _mgdave as to how you may have felt during your introduction to a submissive bisexual lifestyle. For me it began with a natural curiosity I suppose that ended up satisfied more by other "guys" by my early teens. These occurances lessened as my friends seemed to find themselves so to speak. And I was left with a minorly shameful secret that I kept to myself. I had enjoyed many of these encounters and still found myself fuelling many of my jack-off sessions reliving them. I also imagined them to be much nastier than they had actually been. This eventually led to me giving receptive signals to a older man in our neighborhood that I would do odd jobs for and hang out with sometimes, we'll call him Gary. At the time I didn't really realize what I was doing or how blatent I was being, nor the depth of the consequences. Gary had what looked to me to be an unusually large cock judging by the enormous outline of dick consistantly bulging in any given pair of pants he selected from his wardrobe. I'd known and hung out at Gary's for over a year before I began to consciously tease him. I hadn't really given much thought to what I wanted to happen when I started, nor did I have a realistic understanding of its meaning, what Gary's perception of it may be and its effects on him. Unaware that I wasn't as stealthy and discreet as I thought and I had been checking out Gary's ExL bulge since before he offered me to work for him when he'd allow me to hang out in his garage and work on my dirt bike. And my peter gazing had unconsciously become a major pastime that Gary was more aware of than I was. I had jerked off a few times imagining what his cock would look like only weeks after meeting him. To replacing my old playmates with Gary several times over the last eight to ten weeks in my fantasy jerk off sessions. Which seemed to mirror the period of time passing since I decided to no longer wear underwear benieth my very short O P shorts. Going shirtless whenever hanging out in Gary's garage..."Because its summer and too hot" being my excuse. Leaving the door open whenever I'd use his bathroom, making suggestive movements or pose's. All these manipulations beginning and subtley increasing for Gary's benefit as my sexual curiosity and imagination intensified. My few attempts to satisfy my desires with girls and the occasional boy my age being frustrating and disappointing. Unlike my ill thought out, inexperienced and transparent manipulations as summer's third week came to a close my "summer education" began. Gary had patiently thought out and mapped out a detailed, progressively demanding training program that would replace all my curiosities with first hand knowlege and experience. Over the next nine weeks Gary would systematically exaust every sexuality I'd ever imagined. Please continue x " | |||
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