Describe the daily life of your family.

What are your families daily rites?

Min. 1500 words

Grade: 9 Class: C

Name: Amanda Smith

I think my family is completely average. That is at least what my dad and my uncle are saying.

What we do, does everyone, they say.

And dad is always right, so it has to be true.

My family, that are me, my year-older sister Mel (she’s 16), my brother Sam (he’s 19), my mom and my dad.

My dad’s brother, uncle Mike also visits used often.

Our day starts always the same. We are all woken up by mom. After that, we have our daily shower. It works like that: We girls, mom, Mel and me, meet in the bathroom. We take off our PJs and sit all three down in the empty bathtub.

Of course, like any family, we only wear clothes when we are sleeping or when we go out.

I like being naked all the time. It feels natural.

Then we wait, for dad and Sam to get ready.

Sometimes they have to drink water first, to have enough for us to shower. Other times, they are ready right away.

When they are ready, they come joining us in the bathroom. Most days, they just pull down their pants, so their thingies have enough room.

Dad’s thingy is a lot bigger then Sam’s and he has a lot of hair around it.

The two of them then start the shower. I always like how warm it is. I don’t like the smell very much, though.

They carefully shower us, so that we all get equally much shower water.

When they have enough water, we have to open our mouths and they give us a quick rinse in there, too. I hated it at first, because it’s yucky. But I got used to it quickly. I’m a big girl now!

Sometimes, when they don’t have enough water, dad tells mom to share some of hers with Mel and me.

It’s always difficult for mom to aim, because she doesn’t have a handy thingy like Sam and dad. We have to sit directly under mom’s cunny for that to work.

When we all had enough of the shower water, mom gives us a quick rinse with the shower head.

What happens next depends a bit on the day.

Sometimes when my brother and dad finished showering us, one of their thingies, or both, become real big and hard. When that happens, they send me out of the bathroom to prepare breakfast. On days like that, we don’t get any milk in our cereal, but more to that later...

When I’m out of the bathroom, it usually gets really loud in there. Dad or Sam start grunting loudly. Sometimes they yell something like “Yeah! You bitch! Suck that cock” or “I want to fuck your pussy, open up your cunt for me!”.

I don’t know what a cock or a cunt is. But I know that bitch means loved member of the family. Dad told me that once. I get always so jaleous of them. I want to be a bitch, too!

Mel and mom make loud noises, too.

Normally they just call “Ohh Ohh Ohh” or “Yes Yes Yes” very loudly. Other times their noises sounded almost painful, but I don’t know about that.

When they come out it’s breakfast time. I don’t like breakfast when they send me out of the bath. Like I wrote earlier, we can’t get any milk out of them for dinner reason. So it’s usually just bread.

But when we all get out of the bath together, that’s my favorite time of the day.

Mom prepares 3 bowls of cereal and puts them in the table. We then have to milk dad and Sam for their milk. As I was still little, it was mom’s job to milk dad. Now it’s my job to take care of that. Mel is responsible to get the milk from Sam.

I really like that job. First I have to prepare dad for the milking. His thingy need to be real big and hard for that. When it’s still little, I have to pet it a little bit. It sometimes helps to crawl the baggy under his thingy, too. But sometimes I have to really work to get him ready. On days like that, I have to kiss his thingy all over to make it big.

When dad is ready, I just have to constantly rub his thingy up and down with my hand. Fist slow, then when the milk is close of coming out, real fast. I can tell when it’s close, because daddy starts to moan and his thingy starts to pulsate in my hand.

The tricky part is, when the milk comes out. Mel and I have to part the milk in the 3 bowls, but we have only two thingies to work with. Luckily, the milk spurts out on splashes. So when one or two splashes came out of one thingy, we change the bowl. Mel and I are true milking masters at this point!

Afterwards we all sit down and eat. I love how the milk tastes in my cereal. I like dad’s milk more then Sam’s, though. I have to admit, I try to get as much of dad’s milk in my cereal as possible, but don’t tell that Mel!