I’m turning 23 in three days. This story is about what happened between my brother and me when I was 14. At that time, I was very surprised.

My brother was 18 then. He wasn’t the kind of guy who liked to go out, he was more reserved and a little shy with girls. In December of that year, my mother decided it was time for him to have his own room. The only problem was that we lived in an apartment. I’d always shared room with him, but now I’d share it with my parents. I didn’t like it.

It was the summer of 1997. I had just finished my second year in high school when Amber’s family moved to the house next door. The house development we lived in was brand new and our family had moved into our house the month before. Like most new residential developments, it was located on the outskirts of the city. I had a job as a busboy in a steakhouse and my parents bought me a cheap old car so I could walk around. My mom got a good job as a realtor after I started high school and was old enough to take care of myself.

Allison Munro is frustrated. Her first year in college is over, and there was no fire, no awakening. Two poor and ordinary sexual experiences have not given her the wild times she wants to remember when she is old and grey. And then, quite unplanned, on a hot steamy night, she and her best friend start making love in the silence of a dark park, and her world changes. When every new sexual experience opens her eyes wider she sheds her inhibitions and becomes more wild and daring, seduces the brother of her friend, then father, then mother, reaching out to others around her, filled with the sensation of sexual conquest, the pride of a beautiful nymph, and the heat of bad desire.

It wasn’t really a plan, but I expected it to go like this. I had “one day” plans to bring a friend of mine on a motorcycle ride. Her name is Debbie. Debbie’s a beautiful, not beautiful, dirty blonde. She tipped off beautiful big tits with promising bumps.

We met at her daughter’s house in Boston, and I picked her up at my Harley Sports Star. We stopped at the bank and started a trip across the Mohawk Trail. It’s a secret that the ugly, busy Route 2 becomes a beautiful, picturesque country, riding along Greenfield, MA.

After the reception Elizabeth and I went back to the hotel room where we stayed. We shared a room with my brother. Anton, but he was still downstairs choosing a girl who sat at our table.

Liz and I shared a double bed and Anton had the other one in the room. It was midnight and Liz went to the toilet first and got ready for bed, I undressed and in my nightgown. I realized then Liz came back from the bathroom in a towel that I’d never seen her completely naked, she always had underwear like she did when the towel fell and I saw her little dark skinned breasts. Liz is dark when she’s half Greek. Liz and I have been sisters since she was 8 and I was 10, her father married my mother. In the last eight years, she spent two years in boarding school because of her behavioral problems.

Have you ever wondered what your wife does when she’s at work? Will she come home later than expected, and hurry upstairs to wash and change before you have the chance to exchange a few words? Is she avoiding intimacy as an excuse for having a rough day at the office? Is she wearing inappropriate underwear for work? If this all sounds familiar, you got to keep reading.

I would like to share a story with you about a situation that developed at work a year ago. At the time I worked in the busy service department of an electrical retail company. There were about ten men operating all kinds of household appliances. We had a few girls working at the helpdesk and customer reception down the stairs, but our floor was almost a male dominated environment, so you can imagine the fun among the boys when our service manager employed a really young cleaner. She only worked part-time, but saw her breasts wiggling as they struggled with the electric floor polisher every morning became quite a distraction. At 11:30 she made tea and coffee and brought it to every desk on a tray. The boys could always hurt her, tickle her when she had the tray and was generally messing around. She was a little embarrassed at first, but it wasn’t long before she gave back as good as she got.

My cousin, Judy, married when she was 16. Her lordship was my age. They dated the time she was 14. He tried to take her virginity, but she wouldn’t let me.

When she was 16, he proposed and she agreed. She said she’d save herself for her wedding night. And she did it until the week before the wedding.

She spoke to a friend of hers who told her that Judy’s fiancee had been at a party a few weeks before he proposed to Judy. He’d been drinking and had two of Judy’s friends who were at the party, too.

I watched Larry pull his dick out of her pussy and then the pipe of sex lube got out of his desk drawer. He squeezed a doll of the slippery stuff on his new secretary’s dick. Her name was Amy. He rubbed a little bit of it on his pussy juice and put it in her ass. She was an ebony work of art. On 51, she was the oldest girl Larry ever fucked. She was also the first black woman he’d ever fucked. She was about 1.8 and about 130 pounds. With her 38 DD boobs, slimy waist and a few generous hips Amy was a very Troubled package. I could see why Larry had gone after her after everything she was such a carbon copy of me, a little better tanned. She was now bent over the back of the leather bank in his office. I looked from my office through a closed camera system. I looked at it on my 19-inch wide screen computer monitor. There’s a hundred bucks in the poop Chute. Larry bet a hundred bucks he’d fuck her in less than two weeks. It was Friday and exactly five days in the bet, and I saw how the head of his dick got in her ass. That would cost me another C-note. Our deals were always 100 per hole. Of course mouths don’t count. I got jealous of him back then. I saw his big white cock disappeared into her dark cave. His shaved balls bounced from her pussy lips when he roughed her ass. She started moaning and growing for him to fuck her harder. Damn, how could I ever beat this? Stealing his dick out of her ass, Larry turned her around, and I saw five fat spurs. Covering Amy’s face and making white with his cream. She started using her fingers to shove the cream in her mouth when Larry stopped her and leaned down and started licking her face. After he was done, he kissed her hard and shared his uterus with her.

“Honey, you’re not serious, are you?” Connie Gasp after he heard what he wanted her to do.

Yeah, honey, I’m serious. You said you were wondering what it would be like, I want you to find out." He said she looked her right in the eye.

She couldn’t believe it. She’d only said it a few times, fantasizing him, and now he told her he wanted to do it so she’d know and wouldn’t ask. Should she do it? Now she wasn’t so sure. What would he really feel and do if she did it while he looked? That was one of the demands that he could see her do it.

Ever since she had a day off, they went to lunch. Out of the shower, she opened the closet to see what she should wear. Jeans, turtle neck, sweater - hold on!

She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, an idea in her mind. A little bite started in her kitty and she put the clothes back in the closet. A little temptation was fine, she decided. And she should get dressed.