Lately I've been thinking about how to approach my boyfriend about my incestual family life as I think he may want to propose soon. Wouldn't you know that my cousin would take matters into her own hands. It was my fault - should have known better than to give the slut any ideas. Note: I wasn't there when this took place so I go by what my cousin and aunt told me. Thus I had to use some "literary license" to fill in the gaps and and reconcile differences in in their memories.
Usually when you think of mentoring, you picture an older person passing on their knowledge to a younger person, leading them along their career path. Sometimes it works the other way too, and not just at work but for play too!
I'd been to Disney World when I was a kid but this was my first time at this park and I'd grown up a lot since then as well. This time my visit to the "Happiest Place On Earth" was a bit different - to say the least. Note: You might want to first read "Unconventional Convention" and "Fun In an RV Park" as I have tried not to be too repetitious in this entry about the events that took place in the days prior to this one.
It's been almost six years since I gave Steve my virginity. Today I'm twenty and while I've been fucked by dozens of guys and sucked well over a hundred guys I'll never forget my first time with him. Steve's now 22 and though I lost touch with just months after we first did it, I would hope he still thinks about me when he masturbates. While I may not have been his first I like to think I was his best.
My cousin and I may be practically sisters but we are very different in many ways. The same could be said for our mothers (except, of course, they WERE sisters). When my Aunt Linda moved in with my dad a few months ago it allowed me to move in with Kristi, saving me a bundle on rent. It soon became clear that things around the house weren't the same with me there instead of my aunt. So what happened when Aunt Linda returned home for a day, supposedly to lay the law down?
It’s best (but not essential) to read Mister K #1 before this story. When browsing his favorite website, Mister K found a post indicating that a group of sex workers was going to visit a private home this evening. He asked to be included and was tasked with bringing snack food. The ladies arrived. Mister K accepted a ‘get to know you better’ offer. Some simple negotiation led to Mister K’s Nice Tuesday Evening.
I already posted this story, but as I see that was too short. The original version is "Casusal Sex in Winter, in a Cold Car". But now much longer and detailed. That's pretty much what happened, with a little embellishment.