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My uncle and his friend were both “straight” men that loved to be in the countryside. Anytime my dad took me to my uncles, I would have to stay there for a week. Little did my dad know that my uncle and his friend were boy ass craving men that loved watching my face in pleasure when they double penetrated me with both of their cocks. By the time I had to go back, I had at least 20 loads inside of my ass. They made sure I kept the loads inside of me by putting a buttplug inside of me on the ride back to my house. === Yeah, someone else's little story. Something that I can expand on, and fix. 😏 === For a second time this year, I was being stuffed into our too mini, mini-van with the rest of my family. All the stuff that my folks believed we needed, while spending time with my Dad’s side of the family, was crammed in there with three kids and three adults. My eighteenth birthday was just over a month ago.  My parents were a little surprised when I didn’t put up as muc...

Mother asked me to check everyone on the list she gave me to make sure that they were preparing for their role at the party that we are having in two days time. We call it a party. Some people call it an orgy. But what is an orgy but a big party? At least the ones we have are big. “Ok, Casey. You’re good," I tell him as I move his underwear back into place. "If you feel it getting loose let us know ok,” I told him as I ticked off his box and wrote down the size of his butt plug.  “Yes Miss Kat,” he said as he stood upright in the uniform of the day. The top looked normal if not old fashioned while the bottom was just a pair of white panties and white thigh high stockings that were paired some with black flats.  There was an apron, just to let you know that they were maids. It only covered the panties, so for a moment, you are tricked into believing that they weren’t wearing anything until they turned around and you saw that triangle of white fabric.  “You ma...

"Father?" My oldest daughter asked as she entered my library. "Yes," I answered back. "Have you decided on an outfit for the pool party yet?" Hanna asks as she rounds the table and kisses that side of my forehead before sitting on the edge of my desk. Her mother asked me the same thing this morning. I told Trisha that it was on my list of things to complete today, yet, here is my Hanna. "Did your mother send you?" I asked her instead as I continue to look at the one photo that showed both options. It was a frontal shot that revealed potentially good and bad reasons for picking either one. "No, Mr. Callen called. His window is closing if we want all thirty-six completed on time," she informed me. "Then I can't pick my first option then," I told her as I rubbed my chin and place the first photo back on the desk. I then reached for another that showed the back of the outfits. "Why not," Hanna asks...

“I’m thinking of expanding my staff,” my friend Christina says from her side of the table. It’s the first time in months that we have been able to sit down and talk with one another. “Oh, why?” I ask her as my attention was pulled from the windows and to her face. Of course, we were seated in the sunroom. This was the room I was be found occupying until a temperature drop forced me to the library. “Our Marissa is on vacation, and Paul is having a hard time adjusting,” she says. “Paul?” I ask. “Your son?” to clarify. “I only have one child Trisha,” she said, sounding a little offended before a visible chill went down her spine. She never wanted children, but it was one of the conditions of her marriage that she produced a male heir for her husband’s family estate. She was forever grateful that she only had to go through pregnancy once. “Some of the kitchen staff have,” Christina pauses as she looks for the right word. “Concerns about his actions and it’s only been two day...

   I felt the door as it opened and closed causing the air in the room to move, as much as I heard the wood scraping, in that one spot, and the hinges creaking from the weight they now had to support. Whoever it was, walked across the floor in silence. I exhaled and spread my legs a little more before sucking on my lower lip. "What are you are reading?" Aaron asked Al who was spending some time with me between his lessons. I told him that he didn't have to stay since I was busy, but Al said that he didn't mind waiting. "Just looking at the pictures," he answered his older brother. "I like this one," Al said, and in my head I saw how he would have pointed it out to Aaron as he looked at the book from his side of the chair. "That is a good one," Aaron answered him as the boys drifted from my mind. “Mom,” my son said to get my attention. “Yes, Aaron,” I answered on an exhaled as I opened my eyes and tapped Penni. “I don’t ...

"Where are the guests?" Eric asked as he walked down the staircase with me. We were a little late, but it was so hard to keep my hands off him when he was dressed to the nines. Even now I was thinking of dragging him back to our room, but I promised father that we would be there. "It's a garden party Eric," I reminded him as I told myself to concentrate. He was only a little taller than me but the rest of us matched up evenly. Broad shoulders, a narrower waist, and he possessed thighs that never failed push us both into ecstasy. We turned and went down the last half of the stairs to the first floor. "I know you said that but, it's raining," he pointed out. He wasn't wrong, and any party held in the great outdoors that was insulted with rain would do the decent thing and move itself inside. But not ours. Mother planned for it and had made sure that every guest would have an umbrella if they wanted one, and a two hundred meters squared s...

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