No one under the age of fourteen has any sex in this story. LIVING AT GRANDFATHER'S: I approach father's in-home office with more than a bit of nervousness, since usually it means some kind of discipline for me over some offense that I am sometimes not even aware of. Not that father or mother are arbitrary or over demanding, it is just that none of us children are born knowing all of the rules, and even at the age of fifteen, I am thoroughly capable of breaking one of them without even trying hard.
Not that I am noted for regularly doing so, I am usually regarded as a very obedient son. After I knock and open the door with his invitation to come in, I see him sitting behind the desk he uses at home to continue his Micro Soft career, only mostly working at home these days.
He has the requisite four computers humming along, with the printer silent for a change. But he sets his notebook of job orders aside and then looks up at me and motions for me to take a chair. I sit down very gingerly, with a quizzical look on my face, wondering what I have done this time.
He notices and a slight smile moves swiftly across his face, and then the more sober look returns.
"Cary, son, I have some serious things to discuss with you now. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with any recent misadventures of yours.
None of them seem to need my attentions, because your mother has anticipated me in them and besides, you so rarely do anything that I need to make time about anymore, anyway. What I need to tell you now is that because of some tensions in this home, you will be going to stay with your grandfather for some time in his home.
Your sister, Michelle will be going to stay with your mother's parents for the same reason. The two younger boys will be staying on here, but will have an in-house nannie to take care of them from now on. I don't want to get into the particulars, but your mother and I need some time and perhaps some space to get some things worked out between us before the whole family can be brought together again.
Don't worry, we are going to be seriously working on this, because we still very much love each other and our children, even now. Your grandfather has agreed to this and is expecting you to arrive soon. You shouldn't have much trouble with him, after all he is my father and I am much like him because of that. And besides, he has mellowed a lot over the years, though he had some sadness at the death of your grandmother, my mother.
But, from what I have heard, he has managed to work that out also. I guess you will see that first hand. I don't expect you to take a whole lot with you, just your formal wear, three sets of your leisure wear, a couple sets of shorts and short-sleeved shirts, some of your books and an external hard-drive with your most important computer files on it. Everything else will be supplied at your grandfathers. And along with that I am sending a VISA GOLD CARD with a five-thousand-dollar limit for the first three months for you to get settled, and then I will see how responsible you are in those three months and decide on what limit I will put on it from that time on.
Your mother has already moved a steamer trunk up to your room for you to stow the things that I have mentioned, plus whatever else that you can fit into it. She will be there to help you select your things to go, and to give you a very motherly sendoff. We each will have Facebook private accounts for our use with you only, each one separate for your mother and me. We will set up a time for you to commune with us each week, when you desire it.
It will be separate times for her and me. I and your mother think that the hardest thing for you will be the school yearly separation from your sister, Michelle, whom you are extremely close to. So, we plan on having you spend some time together each summer in rotation between your grandfather's place and your mother's father's place. We can discuss that later." At that, father got up and rounded his desk to give me the biggest hug that I had gotten from him in years, and there were a few tears in his eyes with them, too.
Mine, too. And then he sent me up to my bedroom to have my things packed to meet the cab that would transport me all the way to Big City, where I would be living for some time to come. When I got to my room, the steamer trunk was opened on the floor and mother was sitting on the bed waiting for me.
When I came in, she took me into her arms and guided me to the bed. The to my surprise, she opened up her bodice to her breasts naked without a bra and with a small smile on her face moved my face and lips down to her waiting nipple. I didn't know how to handle this right off the bat, but decided to give her this, since she would not be seeing me for possibly a very long time. Probably the genesis of this personal service to me. And so, I mounted up my mouth to her nipple and gently kissed and sucked on it.
With this all of the tensions in her body drained off, as I could feel it. And she cooed as she nursed me for maybe the last time, her oldest and dearest son. And I began world most teen poran star cry at that thought.
I had so loved her over the years. She with this, hushed me and moved me to the other nipple and let me love it until I was satisfied with the connection that she was leaving me with. Then she with her breasts still bare, helped me fill out the list of my fathers for the move with some other things added, including a mysterious package, that she stowed in the lower corner of its depth. Then as it was about noon on an August Saturday, we heard the cab sound off in the driveway.
She then moved out of the room to her bedroom and father came in to help me move the trunk down to the cab to take my journey westward to grandpa's. We got the trunk up into the spacious back seat, and I took the passenger's seat in the front. The whole family was out in front waving at me as I left, and I saw a lot of tears, from them with my leaving. Then we settled down to the drive that would take most of a day to complete. The driver introduced himself as Marcus, a longtime friend through his wife with my parents.
They were hesitant with trusting sarah blue on woodman casting else to make this trip with me. And he turned out to be a very fun driver, with a lot of stories to tell and a ready audience to enjoy them. Some of them were a bit salty, but he figured rightly that I could handle them. The saddest ones were about a home town boy's loss of a dear lady in New Orleans, and his own loss of a girl named Jazzmine several years ago.
They both affected me very deeply, but he rounded out his stories with some very funny ones, too. On the way, we stopped at a truck stop and he bought me dinner, and a waitress that he evidently knew there from other trips, gave us great service and a lot of affections during our meals.
When we left to take a nap before continuing the trip, she gathered each of us up for mega hugs and then sent us on our ways. We slept for about three hours and then resumed our trip in the dark of the night, with little traffic to bother us. Marcus was very quiet during this time, with the radio on low with some old 1970's and 80's hits to soothe our way.
When we got into Big City, he drove immediately to grandfather's mansion, and had me dropped off in short order. He shook my hand and refused the tip, since he said that it was already taken care of, but asserted that he would come and get me for a runabout any time that I wanted it, and left me with his business card with the company number on the front and his personal one on the back. He then smiled and drove off, with Artemis the butler helping me drag the trunk up the sidewalk and into the house.
Art took me to the ancient elevator and helped me up to the fourth floor to an apartment that grandfather had prepared for me.
It took up the whole floor and had a computer room, a full bath with shower and a bath tub, and a giant bed off in the corner beyond a small snack kitchen. Taped to the door of my rooms was an itinerary showing the meal times that I would be expected to attend, and other times during the week that the family was expected to gather for some purpose. I knew from my own father that such plans were taken very seriously by the male heads of the houses in our family, so since it was very early in the morning, I set my clock by my bed to seven, so that I would be ready at eight for the family breakfast.
And made it right on time, to everyone's surprise, except for G.P. who recognized the work of his son in this. At the table for the family, was G.P. at the head of the table, to his right was a young woman that I didn't know but was introduced as Millie French, but normally was addressed as Miss Hopil, for reasons that I would come to know later.
On G.P's left hand side was Miss Francine Bailey, xstorys sex moms sex sex stories as a middle thirties Maiden Aunt. And next to her was seated Miss Maisy Bailey, a teenage vision of beauty who was enchanting czech nympho is tempted in the mall and rode in pov undetermined relationship to Miss Francine.
I was accorded the foot of the table residence for eating, which put two sets of chairs between me and the women on the one side and three on the other. I took no offense at this, and none was indicated. After Art and Maggie, the cook served us, they were formally invited (G.P. made it a habit to specifically invite them to eat breakfast and some of the other meals each time that he desired them to do so.
He was very kind and respectful to the help.) to partake with us and took up two of the seats at the table, one at each side of me. And I felt comforted to have them there with me.
Though they were very formal in their actions, they were also very friendly to me. And breakfast with the whole family was very pleasant indeed. When breakfast broke up, G.P. indicated that he would like to consult with me at about two in the afternoon, and so I would be on my own until then. So, I went up to my rooms and took stock of what I had there, and what I would need.
While I was sorting things out and moving them to positions in the rooms that I favored, I heard a knock on my door that actually was open. No need to usually lock it up would be needed because I had this whole floor to myself and the rest of the family would usually never come up to my rooms without my permission.
But evidently Miss Maisy considered herself the exception to that rule and so at least showed some discretion, by knocking before entering my rooms through the opened door. I answered her knock with a, "Come on in, Miss Maisy." This set her on her heels until she quickly though about it and realized that she would probably be the only family member that would have the brass to come up to him without asking first, though she knew that she had better do so from this time on.
And so, upon entering she looked around and let a, "Wow, what a nice set of rooms that you have, they are about twice the size of mine." And I looked her over as I stopped my rearranging of my room and smarmily answered, "Well, I am about twice your size, aren't I?" Her face went blank for a minute and then she got the joke and smiled in return.
"Is there anything that I can help you with to get settled in?" "I don't know, but if you take that chair over there and watch me, perhaps you can offer some suggestions to help me." And so, she settled down as I had requested and offered, "I can do that!" And did.
In a couple of hours we had everything set up like I would want it, and had a list of things to buy to settle in. G.P. had provided me with a first-class computer setup, so all I needed was the programs that I favored to work with, some toiletries and some snackies for my little kitchenette.
She asked to go along on the shopping trip and I mentioned that I had a meeting with G.P. soon, so that would have to wait until tomorrow. But she did ask if I liked to play cribbage, and I assured her that I very much did.
It is rightfully so asserted to be the best card game in the world for two people and was a firm favorite in our family. So, we scheduled Tuesday at seven and Thursday at seven for an hour each for us to play together in my rooms. Nobody in the family ever expressed any problem with this arrangement.
I had the two o'clock meeting and it was mostly just a welcome to the house and a repeat of household rules that I was very familiar with from my father's house. That night, I also got an email from my mother and father that they would connect with me each, one on Monday night at eight and the other on Wednesday night at the same time.
So, with those and Maisy's card nights, I wasn't going to get a bit lonely here. I also found out that Maisy liked to run for her exercise, so we began right away to run for a mile and a half each day (which eventually worked up to three miles per session,) with our sexy brunette double teamed for a double penetration a compromise from her very fast pace to my very much slower and longer one.
When the weather got really bad for that we would take adjoining treadmills in the family exercise room in the basement to accomplish the same thing. The first Monday night of my residence, I got the connect from mother and she in her usual careless way with her dressing manner appeared to me with breasts bared to check in on her oldest son. I, being used to this, just addressed her with, "Hi mom, forgot some of your clothes again," said with a smile? And she responded, "Oh yes, I guess!" But, made no effort to cover up for me.
And I actually thought that it was very sweet of her anyway. Once in an unguarded remark, Dad had said of mother that she was the perfect lady in public, but a total slut in private, and it was said with no rancor or displeasure at all. But Stunning brunette has her tight pussy plowed never felt that she was being improper with me, she just related to me as a basic woman and mother and had no problem with me seeing her as such.
Perhaps it was good that I was many miles away during my sexual progression towards adulthood. There might have developed a problem for us due to our magnum attractions to each other. But she was happy to see that Two border agents in a threeway fuck with a sexy brunette immigrant slut was so very settled in so far, and that I already had a close friend in Maisy, that she seemed to know a lot more about than I currently did.
Not that she was sharing any intel with me at that time. As she closed our little conversation, she with her breasts heaving, blew me a couple of kisses and with a little bit of a tear in her eyes signed off. On Tuesday morning, Maisy and I got up at six in the morning and got ready and went out to run. We had a route of about a mile and a half in total, with the object of increasing it in the future. While we were running, I noticed that Maisy had no bra on and probably no panties, either.
It caused her to run very naturally, like she was naked. I was intrigued with her young womanly body, but had no designs on her at this time. When we circled back to the mansion, we ran past a young woman about the same age as Maisy who waved at us and Maisy returned the wave to her. Later Maisy let me know that that was Carol, a longtime friend of hers. After we each showering and dressing to go out, we called a cab and traveled downtown to the mall and worked on my list of needs for my rooms.
There were some storage lockers there for rent and we filled a couple of them before we got all of the items on the list. But I noted that the total woman shows off big boobs and screwed by nasty pawn guy of them was significantly below the limit on the card for the month. I was glad about that. When we had finished shopping for me, I asked if she would like anything that I could buy for her and she took me to a rather reasonably priced shop and picked out a modest and pretty dress that I liked on her, just for me to admire on her.
I thought that that was so very sweet of her. And I told her so, too. Then we called the cab driver back and he helped us to carry the shopping items out to his waiting cab and then back to the mansion. We tipped him very well, and he gave us his card, too. Then Art helped me along with Maisy to get the things up to my room, except for her dress, of course.
And as Maisy helped me to put the things away, I noticed the small box that Mom had planted in my trunk to travel here. I had put it up on a shelf by itself with a giant question mark on it. I had no intention of opening it at that time. That evening at five, at dinner, Maisy wore the dress that I had chosen for her and G.P.
noticed it and commented on it, with the question, "Who chose that dress for you, Maisy?" And she pointed at me.
The G.P. said, "My grandson has very good taste." And left it at that. At seven that night, Maisy came up to my room in her night clothes and played cribbage with me for an hour. I am a very good player. My mother taught me how to play at the age of eight. But Maisy was a wonder at it and beat me regularly at a rate of four games to three for as long as we played. I loved to play with her, since it was such a challenge to beat her, and when I did, she would always congratulate me with it.
She was such a dear soul and I was growing very taken with her. The regular things moved on for the week, and when father connected with me on Wednesday night at eight, he was very happy with my reserve in my spending on the card. He asked me how things were going, and I said that they were going very well, and that I had the whole fourth floor to myself as my rooms. He was very impressed with that. And he commended me on my containment on my use of the card.
And he asked me how much I thought that I would need from then on. I let him know that for the present that I had all that I needed and that a thousand a month would be plenty, so he promised to keep it at that for as long as that would suffice. And then he closed with telling me how very proud he was of me, and with a bit of wistfulness in his voice he signed off for that time.
On Saturday, I decided that I wanted to go to a movie. There was one on in town that night, a new James Bond episode that I wanted to see. Maisy would have gone with me, but she was staying the night with Carol from down the street. So, Francine, the household's accredited Maiden Aunt, volunteered to go with me instead. Not that I needed a babysitter, but she just felt like a night out, too.
And so, joined me in it. We were going to call Marcus to pick us up, but Art offered to take us and pick us up in the family sedan, so we let him give us that favor. He understood that we all would be stopping at the local Burger Burp after the movie for the requisite belly bombs before returning home and retiring. When Francine came down to leave with Art ready to take us, she was dressed so very fetchingly. She had a pretty dress with a choke collar and gray buttons from the collar all the way down to the hem three inches below her knees.
I figured that it took her about half an hour to button them all up, because they were small and very close together. And as she turned around for me, I could see no indication of a bra or panties. So, I guessed that this was a household pattern in action.
But she said that I was dressed very fittingly, as her son, that I could pretend to be, and she asked me to bring a blanket, because it usually was very cold in the theater. When Art dropped us off, the theater was rather slow for a Saturday, until I remembered that there was an important baseball game on T.V. that night. So, we bought our tickets with no goodies that night and moved in to find our places high up at the top level at her direction. And to have a little fun, I held her hand like a son would and she pretended to be my mother to our little bit of fun.
When we settled in our seats, she mentioned that we should wrap ourselves around with the blanket to keep off the cold, and it was somewhat cool in the theater at that. But, as the screen came on and the previews started, she moved one of my hands to over on her knees and I could feel that they were bare.
So, I peeked under the blanket and found the whole front of her dress opened up like a clamshell. Her front was closed by a long Velcro strip, and so had been easy to open up for whatever she had in mind. While we awaited the end of the previews and the short appearance of the flashlight girl, she whispered to me that she was going to take it upon herself to teach me how to make proper love to a woman. It would start soon, but tonight would be just a little fun, according to her. I just looked over at her very pretty face to try to imagine this supposed virginal aunt trying to teach me anything about sex.
But little was I to not learn from her in her time with me. Since there were few others in the theater that night, and after the preliminaries were over including the circuit of the flashlight girl, she had her dress now wide opened and my hands on her two breasts, which required me to have my back to the screen.
At this point, I didn't care a bit. And with her little purse in her hand, she put her elbow on the seat back and with the blanket over it, made a silhouette that completely hid what I was about. So, I moved my mouth over to treat her nipples like I did my mothers and to my surprise, I got a mouthful of mother's milk in the process.
She didn't bother to explain and I wasn't complaining either. She didn't have a lot, but she did have me drain off what there was and then after my hand had drifted south to her pussy with it wetted, she moved me down to my knees on her jacket and then my lips up to her pussy cleft to take care of that, too.
Since her purse under the blanket trick was continued, there was no way for those below us to have any idea of what was going on above them. After I had drained off her pussy leakage into my mouth to my tasting delight, she had me take the purse and do the same thing as she had, so that she could service me, too.
And with that in place, she moved down to her knees and opened up my zipper and began a vigorous and affectionate lovemaking to my own personal sex object. When it got sufficiently uprisen, she rose and turned around and planted her behind in my lap with my member firmly implanted up into her female zone. With this accomplished, she just sat there for several minutes, evidently enjoying the feelings of me being inside of her, and then she began to bounce, flex and wiggle on my lap to energize my penis.
Soon, it got the message and completely unloaded up into her to her relaxation and my total wonder. She took a silk handkerchief that she had, and when she rose up and the cum leaked back out of her, she gathered it up into kinky teen fucks senior young old pornstars handkerchiefs folds and lifted it up and drank it all down. I just sat there in total shock. But she moved to be sitting next to me again, sex stories fucklng xxx story oggy gathered me into her arms and settled my head between her tits to watch the rest of the movie in profound relaxation.
When we were about to leave the theater for our foray at half asian habib show porn videos search watch and download half asian habib show free sex burger joint, she whispered to me, "Lesson number one." After we ate at the Burger Burp, with Art getting a burger too, he drove us home with Francine and I in the back seat. She had us both with our hands on the other's privates on the way home to a considerable thrill and when we got home, with everyone else asleep, she moved up to my bed and fucked the living daylights out of me deep into the night.
In the morning, I was literally too sore to even run.
Evidently G.P. figured out what had happened with my manner of walking to the breakfast table, but he showed no open recognition of it at all, just went along with breakfast as normal. Francine did wink at me once, though. The following week was the starting of school. It would have the first day of students arriving on Tuesday, so that the teachers could plan their instructional savagery on us for the year nina elle and naomi woods shared bfs cock in the bedroom oldvsyoung and oldnyoung a whole day for it to themselves.
I was starting the ninth grade and with the schedule that I had, I would still be able to run with Maisy in the mornings. She was a grade ahead of me. The school day was broken up into five active hours, with four classes and a melayu tudung ustazah 2 tube porn hall, unless the student was stupid or bright enough to cope with five full classes a day.
I decided to take it a bit easy for my first year and then sound it out as to what I would do from then on. So, I had beginning algebra, general science, ancient history and English as my classes, with study hall right in the middle of the day after lunch. My study hall teacher, who was also my personal advisor, was Miss Pam Williams.
I read her attitude towards males right away and so imagined that she must be a lesbian. Turned out right about it, but wrong about her thinking on men. I learned that she thought that they had at least one good purpose. To give children to women and then stay out of the way while the women raised them right. Turned out that her partner was a young woman working as a barista in town. They were both very pretty, a resounding loss to males, I thought.
I was still quite young to appreciate all of the nuances of sexuality at that time. But a cool thing about it all was that I got to ride with Carol and Maisy on each side of me on the school bus each day. That exalted things an awful lot. During the next ten weeks things were pretty solid with me at G.P's mansion. Maisy and I were firm friends, I got my weekly connections with mom and dad and on Saturday nights, when Maisy stayed over with Carol, Francine would favor my bed with further lessons in man/woman mega sex lessons.
The first time she gave me anal sex was a real revelation and she made the point that women should learn this to help please their men while keeping control of their reproductive mandates. After a few times of a woman experiencing this, she would almost always come to love its sense of intimacy and sacrifice to the crazy libidos of their beloved men, she asserted.
And there is still the opportunity to have vaginal sex right around the beginning, occurrence and ending of their periods, still giving that exercise an airing a couple of times in the month. And so far, Francine was the only woman that I had shared in sex with in the household. However, since it was now the middle of the month of November and before Thanksgiving, my parents came over for one of their few weekends away from the kids at home to share in one of the seasonal non holiday gatherings of the friends and sex partners of Edna (the wife of Marcus) and company.
I and my siblings had not known about this sexual extravagance by my parents through the years, but evidently it had been occurring for many years, all the way back to when our family had lived in the area and dad had first come to be a Micro Soft millionaire.
Those orgy parties were part of what had sexually unhinged my mother, because of her being taken sexually by the young ones at these parties.
Sexually, it had just become almost too much enjoyment for her. And to think that from what my mother told me when she visited me in person for a couple of hours during their foray back over the Cascades, that in another year, I would be invited to partake of this adventure, also. Well, at least Francine was tuning me up for that eventuality. But, during her visit with me, she did move up to my bedroom and nurse me while we took a nap on my bed. She never did in our lives actually fuck me, but the nursing continued almost till she died for the few times a year that I saw her.
And she had gone through a protocol that enabled her to continue to serve up her mother's milk to me from this time on, too. So, this time she was thrilled to actually feed me again, just like when I was a baby. And for the few hours that she was with me this time, I felt like I had returned to the womb and was reborn as her son again.
It was monstrously enlivening and inspirational. And when she left, to go back to the party/orgy at the Margolin's mansion, she left with me having her milk taste on my breath and my soul.
A couple of weeks later, the weekend after Thanksgiving, which was well attended by the family, Bailey brooke her hungry hole with stiff cock and Maisy decided to stay over in our mansion for the Friday night. It had become obvious to me that they were pre-male encounters, of lesbian lovers. They obviously enjoyed one another and still were looking forward to the time that they would break loose with a male lover, too.
That night, the two of them contained themselves and slept over in my bed with me, like a mini pajama party. No overt sex, but a lot of kissing and hugging and over the clothes sensual play.
Then we nestled down and cuddled through the night, just so happy with each other. A wonderful night, it was. A couple of weeks later, things got mixed up again. Grandpa had some kind of heart acute reaction and was temporarily out of action for pretty much everything for some time.
Two home nurses were hired to watch over him during the duration and he had some kind of minor heart surgery. But he tolerated it pretty well and was progressively getting better after a couple weeks of terror in the family at his condition. In the meantime, Miss Hopil, his little lover was left in the lurch with his serious condition and so was having a difficult time, because all she really knew was being his love bunny, his regular sexual outlet.
And she had become used to its regularity and sensuality. Art couldn't take care of her needs since he was involved with Cookie and another out of the mansion widow. So, I was the only male left in the house to help her.
And she showed up late each night, except for Saturdays to be with me in my bed and for her to get her loving attentions, with sex at least twice a week. She was such a gentle soul, just married to the idea of pleasing her men and so I let her use me over that time and got to have a deep appreciation for her gentle heart and gorgeous body. Also, unknown to me at the time, she became the first mother of one of my children from our intimacies.
I wasn't counting weeks at the time, but Grandpa knew and covered over for me. But Miss Hopil knew too and she always had a soft spot for me from that time on. During the winter holiday school vacation, I got a call from Miss Williams, my home room teacher and adviser that she could use some strong arms and back help over the weekend.
I was at that time about five foot eight inches and one hundred and forty pounds, so was developing a manly body. Grandpa, by this time recovering well and at least sensually active with Miss Hopil, released me to spend the weekend with the two women lovers.
And I got to meet little Bunney, her young lover then, too. She was a real cutie, during a game of naked twister ria is spread open and drilled. It turned out that the job that they wanted done was to give each a baby for them to raise together. Their relationship had advanced to the point that they were going to solidify it, and they wanted a couple of children to legitimize it in their friend's and relative's views.
They could have adopted. There are always plenty of children in that need, but they wanted to produce these babies from their own bodies and nurse them on their ways.
So, a man was a pretty essential part of that plan. And since Pam had seen how I treated my fellow female students, she decided against concern of the danger of teacher/student sex job drama to enlist me to help them as a couple. They had been keeping track of their fertility cycles for several months and found that like in a lot of cases, that they had become synchronized in their periods due to their living in close proximity and their mutual wufe in seamed nylons catch me masturbating love for each other.
And this weekend was going to be the peak of their reproduction abilities for the next month. And I was being recruited to do the honors, lucky me. So, that afternoon, right after I arrived, they had me in their communal bed with them very naked and avid to get the thing with me over and done.
There was a lot of affections for me in the process, but the main thing was getting my dick up into their prospective baby zones and having me deliver the requisite male sex offering to initialize the process. So, over the next two days, they had me up and into them each several times. And in between we ate a lot of pizza and drank a lot of root beer and laughed our heads off. When I left for the weekend's end, they were quite confident that I had done my duty well, and it turned out that way, too.
And though, it was never planned for me to fuck Pam again, she did have me over once in a while to do Bunney so that she wouldn't wander off with some guy after they had gone to the trouble to have babies together. I was used to satisfy Bunney's Bi tendencies.
And I can't say that I minded one bit. During the Spring Adult Party at the Margolin's, mother came over for a couple of hours busty latina receives a rough anal hammering feeding time with me, and then dad came to visit me and took me out to dinner and down to a Mariner's evening game. It was a very fun time and he showed understanding of how things were with me, but without delineating any of it, he commended me for handling things well in all.
And he said that I very much reminded Grandpa of Dad when he was growing up, which one of the nicest things that either of them had ever said to me. Then before I knew it, the first year of high school was over, and I had done very well in my studies also. No home room the next year, I was going to take a full schedule of classes to move things ahead. And wonderful of all; my sister, Michelle came over to spend a couple of weeks with me at Grandpa's. We had been in very infrequent communications over the year and were outrageously happy to have each other in our arms again.
I loved my sister very deeply and did miss her a lot. But, one of the highlights of her visit was another pajama party, with her, Maisy, Carol, Miss Hopil and me. It was very cool and non intimate, but very sensual. I had never in my life been in the presence of so many tits, ass cheeks and active mouths in my life.
And Michelle promised that when I came over to visit her the next year at our other grandparent's place that she would do this again with her friends over there. When it came time for her to leave, it wasn't only me that had tears in his/her eyes. During the summer I reached my sixteenth birthday and so was invited to the Summer seasonal Margolin party and orgy.
I got to meet a lot of cool people and to fuck several of them. Memorable was taking Edna out in the field behind the house up her back chute and making love with Opal, the teen lover of Mr. Jensen in the mother-in-law apartment for a couple of hours. No wonder my mother was unwound by these love sessions. It was mind boggling and Opal promised to spicy teenie is taken in butt hole assylum for harsh treatment me out each time I attended the party, one terrific incentive for me to do so.
Mom got to nurse me in front of the gathered group during one of their intimacies breaks and they all applauded when they saw the milk leaking out around my lips old mom seduces his new girl into family sex I suckled on the wonderful tits of my gorgeous mother who was still in her mid-thirties and at her peak of sensuality.
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In late August, Pam had already had her baby and was back on the job arab big tits slur reverse cowgirl rides big cock her end of summer counseling. She called me in for an interview as to my choices for the coming year. With her baby being cared for at the very new child care facility for school, which took her baby and Bunney's too, since they were now in a legally recognized formal relationship, she was free to carry out her job and be continually employed.
The babies loved it too, since they got a lot of personal attentions in the care center and Pam was free to attend to them anytime she wanted to do so, including nursing both of them, since Bunney was nursing hers too.
I happened to pass the center a couple of times during mujer se desmaya teniendsexoon by deflowerfan year and was fascinated to see her holding both babies and having them enjoy something that I so much enjoyed even at my age. Wonderful! But what Pam wanted to see me about was my course choices for the coming year. And so, she had me become seated and the 'In Conference' sign went on outside her door.
As she looked over my grade's transcript from the previous year and the notes of her discussions with the teachers, she looked up to me and asked if I was sure that I wanted to take five classes the coming year?
She listed the classes that I had signed up for: advanced algebra, Literature, Chemistry, Physics and first year French. Quite a challenging curriculum she noted. Then she mentioned my grade point average for the previous year that was 3.4, considered to be either a B plus or A minus in the common vernacular. Since I would need to bring that up a couple of points to have my full choices of colleges, she wondered if my course selections were just a bit too much for me.
I then looked her into her eyes and asked her to check on my mid-term and term test results and she noted that they were exemplary.
Also, my early high school assessment test was in the top ten per cent in the school. And then I mentioned that the reason that my grade point was a bit lower than expected with those results were that I usually was mediocre at 'pop quizzes,' since I have a great long-term memory, but not an especially good quick learning one.
So, she asked how I was going to cope with that, and I remarked that I was going to run over the likely pop quiz questions for each day on my way to school on the bus, and I expected that my grades in them would rise somewhat, at least. She looked at me and said that it probably would and then closed my file in satisfaction at my answers. Then she reached over to her shelf and turned on a masking sound generator, to preclude any eavesdropping on what she was to share with me next.
In a very low volume of voice, she told me how much she appreciated the services that I had rendered to her and Bunney, and the continued ones to Bunney to preclude her from becoming diverted from their lovely relationship. And then she mentioned that she was going to be temporarily sterilized to allow me to take her also, when I visited Bunney.
And that it was going to be set up, so that if she decided to have another baby later, that I could help her with that one, too. But, that Bunney had shared with her that one was enough for her, but that she wanted to continue to play like she was trying to make another with me for the foreseeable future. And then to seal the deal, she had me sit up on her desk right before her, and she opened my zipper and brought out my dick to her stroking, caressing, kissing and powerful sucking to deliver my current sperm inventory down her throat to her stomach.
And then when that was swallowed, she stood up and pulled me up to receive a profound nursing mother's hug to send me off. It was several weeks until she was sufficiently healed up to allow me up her, but it was memorable each time she did.
So, with the starting of school that year, my sophomore year, I had a child by Pam, one by Bunney and one delivered by Miss Hopil, that was claimed by G.P, her husband as his own and unknown to me one 'baking in the oven' of Miss Francine. She was thrilled by this, as she had been with her first one, also had been hidden in secret, like this one would be. When it became noticeable to G.P.
he had her exiled to his brother back East until the birth and adoption, and then she returned to the mansion, just like before, especially in my bed on Saturday nights. During her absence, some of my attentions rose up on Carol, Maisy's close friend. She was a practicing lesbian, with Maisy as well as others, but in her heart had a thing for me, too.
And on one of the pajama party nights, she let me up into between her legs to penetrate her to my complete surprise.
Afterwards in a private moment, she assured me that she was barren, since she didn't ever want a child of her own. But that she would grant me this every time that we could sneak it past Maisy's notice, because Maisy wanted to share this with me, too.
But I didn't want this with Maisy at the time because in my mind, she was my best friend in the world and I would have her share this with another guy than me, because of our deep friendship in all other matters between us.
I didn't want the mental numbness of sexual desires to interfere with our deep friendship. When it came time for the Fall Non-Holiday Orgy at the Margolin's, after giving Edna her requisite ass fucking, I ran into Opal again and we snuck off to the pool shed to share some time and bodies together.
After we both came, she hugged up to me and told me that she had talked with Marty and he had agreed to let her visit me at the mansion on Sunday nights as often as I wanted, because he loved her so much and had his own play bunnies too, despite his devotion to her.
So, how could he refuse her something that he so enjoyed also. So, he didn't and I made sure that she came to see me at least twice a month from then on, with Felicity watching their combined children grouping with Marty.
Late in that year, my next younger brother, Hansen, came to live also in the great mansion and was given two combined bedrooms on the second floor. He was newly fourteen and so Francine abandoned me to my other lovers and she took up with his instructions in pleasing the women that would come into his life.
I noticed that he took to it just as well as I did, and I saw a lot of smiles on his and Francine's faces from then on. He didn't seem to be interested in anyone else at the time, so Francine had a fulltime commitment from him and used it to the fullest. As my sophomore year continued on to its finish, my grades rose to 3.65 overall, and my relationships were: Opal at least twice a month on Sunday nights; Bunney at least once a month on Friday nights; once a month with the joint pajama parties, with my hidden mountings up into Carol's pussy and once every other month or so with Miss Hopil to my grandfather's amusement.
Only Miss Hopil got pregnant from all of this and G.P. was elated over this again, and again claimed the child yr old asian masturbating the airplane bathroom his own. Miss Hopil just doted on me whenever we found ourselves alone from the on, she was so happy with me.
That next summer, I spent four weeks with my sister Michelle, instead of only the two that she had spent with me the previous one. And she had two pajama parties for me, with two different sets of girls in addition to her. She just loved them, and in each case at least one of the girls let me up into their pussies, but with full anti-pregnancy efforts in full operation.
So, no pregnancies were produced. However, the two that had fucked me insisted that they would come with Michelle for an extended visit the next summer. Starting my junior year, I had another preseason meeting with Pam and she advised me that since I had done so well the previous year, she had no problems with me loading up again this year. So, with that I moved on to: Second year French, Calculus, Advanced Chemistry, Advanced Physics and Geometry.
Then she turned on the noise generator again, with the door locked and sat me up on her desk again for her yearly cock cleaning.
And it was successful, too. Then she asked me to come by Thursday night for a consultation at her home, and I knew what that meant and the next bun was in the oven by Friday morning. This time out of thanks for my services, she promised to take me anytime I asked, as she was getting tired of Bunney's drama and had decided that she really liked my dick. So, this year was set up with Pam, Carol, Opal and Miss Hopil. And my grades were great, too.
Maisy was now quite withdrawn from me. No more pajama parties, but we still played cribbage on Tuesdays and Thursday nights, and she still beat me more often than not. She was now seeing a guy from school, who came across to me as an asshole, but she did play with my younger brother, Hansen sometimes, too. The following summer, Michelle and her two friends came over to spend four weeks and I had one or the other of her friends with my dick up in them every night.
Pretty soon, my sister was becoming frantic for her own, so I asked one of my good buddies from school to come over and they hit it off and she let him up into her and everyone was happy about that. I cruised through my Senior year, just like my Junior year and got a number of scholarships and acceptances from colleges all across the nation.
After another fun month with my sister across the state with her same friends who were my fuck buddies, I decided to attend college in my town at the fine school there and they were excited about that, since I was one of the highest rated scholar prospects in the nation. Since things had regressed between my Dad and Mom, though they had no desire to divorce, she came over and lived with me during my college five years until I got my Masters in Science degree. I had leased a two-bedroom condo right next to the college for those years and though mom lived with me, she never slept in the second bedroom, but always with me and nude at that.
She continued the nursing of me, but added oral on her during my Junior year and anal during my post graduate work. She allowed oral on her for the whole time, but never up her vagina. On the nights when I would be with Opal, Carol or Miss Hopil, I would stay in my old rooms at my grandfather's mansion. Pam reignited the magic between her and Bunney and I quit seeing her then. And during those years, my father advertised for two assistants when my mom came to stay with me and found two already employed with the company: a receptionist and a great coder, so he moved them over to his large house and worked very well with them, along with fucking them each, every other day.
Mom thought that it was great and they still played with each other at the seasonal orgies. Just after I graduated from college, my mom moved back to be with my dad, and the two girls there stayed on with mom's blessing. She just insisted that he hire a young man, too. For obvious purposes and dad in the spirit of compromise did so for her. Also, my grandfather died soon after my graduation, and he left the mansion solely to me.
He also left me with an income that would not require me perfect cameltoe and ass teen latino ass n camel ever work again.
I then worked as a part-time professor at the college and busied myself with independent research, in looking at all that could be found out about already known research results from around the world, all collated for the use of U.S.
high tech research. I became very well-known with that. My brother Hansen was gone by then, and Francine left with him, but Miss Hopil stayed on with me and became my regular bedmate. Carol was also my regular lover along with Opal. I was very happy over the years, and mom and dad found their balance and stayed the course as long as they lived. I lost track of Maisy for several years and then all of a sudden, she came back into my life with a request to move into young blonde lolita punished and fucked by pervert priest mansion again, which I agreed to after consulting my other lovers.
None of them had any problem with that and starting with this time, she became my lover, too. She became my receptionist and office clerk. We started the walking each day for exercise again. And the cribbage games each Tuesday and Thursday nights at seven continued, and I never did catch up to her rate of winning, but often when I finished our playing with myself up in her pussy, she would smile and tell me that I was always giving her a good time with it.
She smiled when I asked the cards or my dick. But never answered that. And I never did open the small package that my mom sent with me when I first moved to G.P's. I often mused on what might be in it, but the mystery was enough to satisfy me. NOTE: You might be interested to know that Hopil was a reference to His Own Personal Intimate Lover. An inside joke of the family.