Mistis’ Adventures Part 157

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Mistis’ Adventures Part 157The room exploded with laughter, as Carl made his declaration. Julia was the loudest as she cried out, “I was wonderin’ how long it would take for you to get in her panties. I knew it would be as soon as you could!” Carl smiled back at her. “I would have fucked her LAST night, if I would have cleaned her pussy.” Dolly reacted almost as Julia had imagined she would. “I would have let you, too. As soon as WAYNE finished with me. I could tell, when he saw you fucking Julia, that HE wanted to fuck her, TOO!” I saw how big YOUR dick was, and wanted to know if it was too big for me.” Julia nodded. “It’s no matter HOW BIG it is. If it’s smaller than a baby’s head, it will fit. It might HURT a little, AT LEAST AT FIRST, but, IT WILL FIT!!!” Rhonda chimed in. “Even the VERY long ones, if the guy takes some care, won’t hurt too much, if any. “One of our friends back home, I think he was related to Scott, used one that was, HE claimed, 16 inches long, and bigger around than Wayne’s. YOURS WAYNE, is PERFECT!!! I was going to invite you to fuck me next. But, HIS was bigger around, and the longest I had ever seen. I was drinking, as we almost always did, and he came over and started feeling me up. I had already been fucked twice that night, and figured it wouldn’t be THAT hard to take. He ate me for a little, but, when I tried to suck HIS dick, it was too big to go in my mouth. I had seen that before, so it was no big thing. A date had taken me to a show in Tijuana, and we saw a Mexican girl, who was smaller than me by a lot, get on a table and let a burro fuck her, and cum inside of her. HIS dick was HUGE. He had to have put at least 18 inches inside HER, then fucked her, and came inside of her. SHE got off the table, let everyone see the cum dripping from her pussy, and gave him a blow job. They had at least a half dozen girls that put on shows like that, that night. HE thought it would get me excited, but all it did was make me sick. A person letting an a****l cum in her in EITHER place is yucky. Friends told me that farm boys some times do cows, horses, or sheep, but if I knew that one of them had done THAT, they would NEVER touch me. NO WAY, JOSE!!!””Anyway, he put me on my back, and eased it into me. So far, so good. He put a little more in me, and it was feeling good. I asked him if he was going to use the whole thing on me, and he said he would stop when I told him, and kept pushing it in. I felt so full, but it never hurt me. He fucked me for a long time, and came inside me twice. He said I was the first girl to take his whole dick, and make him cum. He fucked me several times after that, and the only time it hurt was when he didn’t eat me good enough, first. I only found one that I didn’t like, and it was bigger than his bicep, and HE was a body builder. It WAS bigger than a baby’s head.””Scotty, when we were in our teens, or maybe a little bit earlier, I think maybe we might have only been 11 or 12, lived 6 doors down the street from us. He and I became friends as soon as we met. We had the same classes, and both loved to be outside. The hills weren’t more than 2 or 3 miles behind our development, and we rode our bikes up in them almost every day. MY parents were former hippies, and knew it was just a matter of time, so I had a backpack that my folks used when they traveled, and Mom put a couple of blankets in it, and a blow up pillow, and some freeze dried food. She had a little pot that collapsed ’till it was flat, and we could use it to boil water. Daddy bought me some purification tablets for the water, and a compass. The cell phones at that time were too big to carry so we had a couple of small walkie talkies to carry with us. Just in case. It had an Emergency Channel that was monitored all the time. We would, most weekends, go and spend them riding around, looking at everything, and just enjoying being together.” “We were naked most of the time. That was almost the best thing about Calipornia. I LIKE to call it that. It suits. The weather, except when the Santa Anna winds come in, is out fucking standing. Clothes aren’t really needed most times, so why wear them. He watched the first hairs grow out on my pussy, and gave me some folded up paper napkins to use when I had my first period. Not long after that, I had been watching Dad and Mom swapping wives with another couple, and Scott was there. We were playing video games, cause it was storming outside. I watched them fuck each other for a little while, and went into the playroom, what WE called the Living room, and called Scotty to come see what they were doing. We both watched them for a little while. He asked if I knew what they were doing. I didn’t, so he told me that they were fucking. We watched a little more and I saw my Mom wiggling around while the other guy was fucking her, and Scotty told me she was cumming. Then the lady that Dad was fucking started doing the same way. SHE was cumming, too. He asked if I still had my cherry. I asked him what that was, and he told me.””He took my hand and we went in my bedroom, and he got a towel from the pantry closet, and folded it up and told me to pull my shorts off and lay down and put the towel under my ass. He pulled his shorts off, and got in front of me and told me to put his dick in my mouth and suck it like I was drinking a coke. Pretty soon it got hard. It tickled my nose ’cause he had a lot of hair around his dick. He got between my legs and ate me for a little while. I didn’t have any hair. Mama showed me how to shave my pussy, and told me that most guys liked their pussy smooth shaven. Daddy helped her, and showed me how to put lotion on so I wouldn’t get razor burns, or cut myself.””He ate me and it started feeling funny and I got REAL wet. He said that I was ready, and played with my pussy for a little more. THAT felt good, too. Pretty soon, he got on top of me, and it kinda felt like someone had pinched me. He started going in and out of me and pretty soon I felt something warm and wet going IN to me. He raised up and told me he had cum inside my pussy, and that I would burdur escort need to wash it out, so I wouldn’t have a baby. What we didn’t know, is that the grown ups were standing in the door watching us. THEY saw the whole thing. Dad looked and saw the towel with the drops of blood on it, and looked at my pussy. He told Scott that a GENTLEMAN, would clean the girl with his tongue, and told me that a LADY would clean her lover by sucking everything off of his dick. Scott ate me, and I sucked HIM clean, then Mom and her friend took me in the bathroom and taught me how to clean myself and douche. The rest is history. If a week went buy without Scotty spending at least one night with me, it was because one of us was sick. Mom took him and taught him how to fuck a girl REAL good. SHE gave him pussy if I was having my period. Daddy liked to watch them. He liked to watch BOTH of us get fucked. He wouldn’t fuck me, though. He said anybody else I wanted to have fuck me was okay with him.””We loved going to the nude beaches, especially. We both liked to look at the girls, and I liked looking at the boys. He asked me if I had ever tried it WITH a girl, and I told him my Mom had licked me down there one time, but that was all. A girl he knew was there, and he told her that I wanted to play with her, but she would have to show me what to do. She came over and it was the first time I came with a girl. I tried it a few more times,and every time it got better. Scott like to watch me and another girl, and he would fuck both of us when we had finished. I watched him fuck 7 girls one night at a party. The guys were fucking me doggy style ’cause I wanted to watch HIM fuck the girls. I think I got fucked 9 or 10 times. THAT was something else my Mom taught me. How to keep my pussy tight. She mixed a tiny bit of alum in the douche and used it, and she had a thing that she stuck in her pussy and bit down on it to exercise the muscles inside her pussy. She bought one for me so I could keep my pussy tight. I STILL USE IT A LOT!!! EVERYBODY talks about how tight her pussy is, AND I WANT TO BE THE SAME WAY!!!” Dolly had been sitting and listening intently to Rhonda’s story. She snorted and giggled. “I was just the OTHER WAY!!! MY folks were so uptight about anything like that, that it’s a miracle that I didn’t end up as a nun. THEY were VERY careful not to let us k**s see them being too affectionate. They would only kiss each other on the cheek if we were around. We went to church twice on Sunday, AND on Wednesday night. I was encouraged to sing in the choir, and sing solo for church services. The boys and I went to Church Camp for 2 weeks every summer, and we all taught Sunday Schools. We also went to Bible School for two weeks during the summer. We DID have fun, though.”Daddy retired from the Army when I was real little. I was 4 I think. He was a Master Sergeant, E-8. He got tired of the “New Army,” as he called it. He didn’t believe women should be in combat, or that there should be co-ed barracks, ESPECIALLY co-ed showers and latrines. And people should be promoted or busted for what THEY did, NOT for who, or what, they were. When they told him to get some people promoted that he didn’t agree with, he told a Bird Colonel, he called him, to shove it up his ass, “WITH ALL DUE RESPECT.” Mom said he put his retirement papers in that day. A little more than a month later, he retired with 25 years active service. He had seen retirement benefits going out the window as fast as he had ever seen it, and moved us as far from any base as he could find, and not freeze our asses off. That was the only time I ever heard him swear. We moved to Texas, but the nearest base was in New Mexico, so he was satisfied. He bought some land, real cheap, and started building it up. He had saved a bunch of money while he was in the Army, and Mom had been a GS something or other, I think she said 15 or 16. She had saved a lot of money, too. He had been dating her for a while and they put their savings together when they got married. She was widowed, and had the 2 oldest boys. Chet, full name Chester, and Mathew. We called him Matt. Her first husband had liked “Gunsmoke” on TV, and named them. She was just glad that I hadn’t been born, yet, she told me, or he would’ve named me Kitty. Her first husband was killed in Vietnam, just after Matt was born. I saw pictures of him. HE was so VERY handsome.””She met Dad a year or 2 later, after her husband had died, and they started dating. Most times he came to the house and sat with her and the boys. He was crazy about them, and they were just as crazy about him. He spent every free minute with them and her, and after dating her for a little over a year, Chet was 6 and Matt was 4, he asked her to marry him. He was a perfect gentleman and she jumped at the chance. They made the arrangements and were married a month later. He was an E- 7, Sergeant First Class by then. He got promoted one more time, in Germany, and a month later Steven was born. They came back from Germany and stayed in Missouri for a while, and he was sent to Korea. He was there for a year, and was at the same place they talk about on M*A*S*H* all the time. He told me once it was VERY different from the TV show. I was born not long after he went to Korea. He came back and 3 years later was when he got mad and retired. I was just a little from my fourth birthday. We moved and ended up in Texas. He wasn’t interested in farming it so it being dry didn’t bother them. He rented equipment and dug out the place where the lake is, and built a nice house. He made it big enough for all of us to have our own rooms, and an extra for company. He had already bought a dealership to sell the motorcycles, and he added things until he built it up to where he has it, now.”We went to a school that was almost 20 miles away, and he took us every morning, and Mom came and got us every afternoon. She loved it there. She said it was so nice, except for in the heat of the summer, that it was a crying shame. THEN she stayed in the house with the A/C going. Dad planted escort burdur some trees to shade the house, and the lake filled up and he planted some kind of grass that drought won’t hurt, and we had our “Dream Castle.” The woods I spoke of are on another property that we have a free run of. The owner didn’t have any body but him and his wife, and they were old, and told us we could do anything we wanted, as long as we didn’t burn it down. They both passed away a few years ago. The State took over the land. Both of them, it turned out, were only c***dren.””I was good in school, as were all my brothers, and we made straight A’s all through school. I hit puberty at 12, and that’s when Mom and Dad started watching me like hawks. They weren’t worried about my brothers, but every boy that took me on a date got the 3rd AND 4th degree. Daddy almost put a spotlight in their faces. They had to come up to the door and knock, wait to be invited in, AND to sit down, and to tell Daddy where we were going, what we were going to do, and who we were going to be with. Before that even, though, they had to introduce themselves, tell how long they had lived in the area, and tell who their parents were, and what THEY did. If Daddy didn’t like ANYTHING they did or said, he asked them to leave. If they argued with him, he picked them up by the neck and the seat of their pants, and THREW them out. AND told them to “DON’T COME BACK!!! EVER!!!” I had to go out with a boy for the third time, before I was allowed to give him a “Good Night” kiss. And then, if it was more than a peck I got grounded for a month.””It was a good thing they didn’t see what we k**s did when we weren’t near the house, or directly in their sight. They would have had a conniption fit, and would have given us Holy Hell, at the VERY least. They would have locked us in our rooms, and not let us out without them standing over us, watching every move we made.””We all had 3 wheelers, first, and then 4 wheelers. We also had dune buggies, and ATVs at the house. Chet, then Matt could use them, when they wanted, but Steve and me used the 4 wheelers all the time. THEY were the most fun, to me. I loved to have the wind in my face, and blowing my hair. I felt so free on ’em. We had dirt bikes, too, but they weren’t so much fun to us. We went out in the sand dunes on our place, and went up and down ’em for a whole day, sometimes. We rode over to the woods and it was NICE. No matter how hot it got, it was always cool under those trees. Some of them were pecan trees, but most were elm and oak. Those had HUGE acorns on them, and there were lots of squirrels, and foxes. There were more birds than we could count, too. “Chet and Matt built a place that they called a hideout. The took some big cardboard boxes, and made wooden frames for ’em and we went there just to cool off, and play. When we wasn’t close to the house we would take our clothes off to make it a little cooler. I saw 3 of the 4 of the boys naked, and they held me down, I was just 10 or 11, and took MY clothes off me, till I was naked, too. When Matt saw me naked like that, his dick got hard. Never mind that he had seen me naked at the house, more times than we could count, it wasn’t the same. When he got hard, something made Matt get hard, too. In a little bit they were ALL hard. I didn’t know they grew like that, and asked if I could touch them. Matt told me that I could, and I reached out and got hold of all of them. NO!!! Just one at a time.” She had noticed that Rhonda was getting ready to ask about it. “Steve was closest, so I felt him first. Then I felt Matt. Chet was the next one, ’cause HIS was the biggest. He was even BIGGER than Matt. AND he had more hair on his dick, too. The other brother was at home. He had a broke arm. He was in the loft of the shed, and slipped. He had to have surgery to fix it, so he had to stay in. ANYWAY, I was feeling,Chet, and he told me to rub it in my hand. I did it, and in a little while, he got a funny look on his face, and this white stuff started coming out of it. Some of it got on my hand, and I felt it. Ir was slimy, but a little sticky, too. They tried to get me to taste it, but I didn’t. It kinda smelled like a fish. I asked him what it was, and he told me that it was cum. I had just made him cum, and it was called a “hand job.” He said if I did it with my mouth, it would be called a blow job.””He asked me if I knew about jacking off, and I told him I didn’t know anything. He said that if a boy did that he was “Jacking off,” BUT if a girl did it, then SHE was JILLING off. He had a girlfriend, and he told us he had watched her Jill off several times, and had licked her to make HER cum. She had given HIM a blow job, and let him cum in her mouth. He told us that her parents had an above ground pool, and he had gone swimming naked with her, while her parents were a work. He told me that she looked almost the same as I did, but HER pussy was “fatter,” and stuck out, more, and had hair on it. It was light brown, just like the hair on her head. He said she had tits, too. They weren’t too big, but they stuck out a little, and were VERY soft. THEN, he asked if I wanted him to show me how to Jill off. She told him it felt REAL good. I told him that if he promised NOT to stick anything in me, he could show me. Mom had told me to NEVER let anybody but the Doctor, or her to put anything inside of me, until I got married. THEN my HUSBAND would stick something in me, to show me he loved me, and gave me a baby. She promised to tell me more, later.”He promised, and told me to lay down, with my legs open, and he would show me. I did and he started rubbing me at the top og my crease, and it felt good, and made me feel warm. In a little bit I felt like I had ants inside me and felt like I wanted to pee. Then if felt like a pop rock was inside me and I yelled. It felt good, though. We started riding every day, and he did it for me, and showed me how to do it for myself. He also told me NOT to let Mom or Dad catch me doing it. THEY would get REAL MAD, and maybe even spank me. I trie burdur escort bayan it that night, but it felt good and I moaned. Mom heard me and came to see what was wrong. I told her I had a bad dream, and she told me to get down on my knees and pray to Jesus to watch over me. I did, and she kissed me and left. After that, when it started feeling good, I put my pillow over my face. I never got caught, again.””Later, I would go and sit on the dock Daddy and the boys had built. I was about 12 or 13, and I would go and sit on it, and think about all kinds of things. Sometimes one of the boys would go with me, and we would sit with their arm around me. Mom and Dad liked to sit on the patio tat we had built, and drink coffee or ice tea, and talk and watch the sun set. There were some small hills, and it was so beautiful. Especially after a rain shower. It was about 50 or 75 yards from the dock to the patio, and most times, one of the boys, mostly Steve, would come and sit with me. I loved all my brothers, but Steve and me were a little closer, ’cause of our ages. He was just 19 months older than me. We would sit and talk, cause we had classes together, and were friends with the same people. I would sit with his arm around me, and put my head on his shoulder, and talk, or just sit there. Even if he WAS my brother, it felt good for him to hold me like that. Sometimes he would see me wearing a T shirt, or a halter top, Mom let me wear them at home, and he would come and sit beside me with his hand down inside my top, and feel my boobies. THAT felt good, too. Sometimes I would lay my head in his lap, and he would let his dick out, and I would lick it for him. I never made him cum, though. He would go to the shed and finish. When we did that, I would wear shorts or pants, and he would put his hand inside them and diddle me until I came. Mom and Dad never saw what we were doing, even if they came to the end of the dock. They always bragged about how close we were. If they had known…””They tried to get me on the cheer leading squad when I was a Sophomore, but Mom and Dad wouldn’t hear of it. They said that they didn’t want people seeing me jump around in a short skirt, and showing my panties. It wasn’t how a lady behaved. Mom took me to the Doctor to get check-ups every 6 months. One of the things he checked was to see if I was still a virgin. Mom stood right beside him and looked with him. When I did lose my cherry, slipping on the ice, she found out that he could look and see if I had had sex, even if the hymen was gone. I STILL got the check-ups.” “I went to a college and finally had some room to breathe. I bought myself some clothes that Mom and Dad would have had a fit about. I wore shorts and miniskirts ALL the time, and ski pants when it was cold. I bought see through panties, and bras, and many thongs. I WANTED the boys to see my tits and pussy. I had one professor, that I sat in the front row EVERY class, wearing a mini skirt, and NO panties. I let my legs open enough so the he could look at my pussy, and wore shear blouses with NO bras. He got a show at every class. I found out later that he was gay, and that I had been wasting my time. It was still fun, though. I don’t know what I would have done if a boy had taken the bait. I thought I was being bold and brazen, but I was STILL shy inside. I got felt up a few times, but I always backed down before anything happened.”I went to college for 3 and a half years, and graduated at the top of my class. I had carried 18 and 20 semester hours, EVERY semester, and earned a 3.999 average when I graduated. I had a Major in Economics, and a Minor in Business Administration. I got a B in Phys, ED. in the 2nd semester. I took Gymnastics, ’cause we wore those cute tights, that showed our ass at the bottom. I sprained my wrist learning to tumble, and ended up with a B+. I was STILL a virgin, though. None of the boys I dated were quite up to what I wanted. I came here, and got a job with Mary, and have been as happy as I could have wanted. Especially now that I have met you all, and the people at the office. At first, I thought that it was going to be Tony that took my virginity, especially after seeing what he did to Sharon. He turned that poor lady 7 ways to Sunday, and made her LOVE it. I figured that if he was THAT good, HE was the guy to give my cherry to. THEN I met WAYNE!!! He hit me right between the eyes, and my looking days were over. He got the first slice of the cake, and several MORE slices. I love what it feels like when he goes inside of me. MY only problem is, that NOW I have to go and get on birth control pills, so I don’t get pregnant.”There was a collective gasp in the room. “You don’t take birth control?” Julia asked. Dolly shook her head. “WHY would a virgin need birth control. When Wayne fucked me, I started thinking about it, but haven’t done it, yet. Do YOU take the pill?” Both women nodded. Julia stated, “I’ve been on them since 3 months after my uncle and cousins popped me.” Rhonda stated, “I’ve been taking them since a month before Scotty popped MY cherry. GIRL!!! You better get to see a doctor as fast as your legs will carry ya. Especially if you’re planning on many nights like this one.”Dolly looked surprised. “Should I stop right now, or is it too late?” Julia told her, “If you’re NOT pregnant, yet, you may be safe for the night, but I would get them as fast as I could. Doc Immelmann will give you a prescription, but will need to do tests, and examine you. THAT part could get you to going to the doctor for FUN. He fucks ALL his female patients, and his nurse, and his receptionist gives all the male patients a tumble in the hay. I’ve been told that he’s VERY GOOD, too. Sharon and Mary both go to him.” Dolly smiled at the thought. “That settles it, then. I’ll call him, tomorrow morning.” Rhonda smiled at HER. “NO NEED!!! He’s coming in for a consultation at 10 in the morning with me. We can both give him some pussy, and make you an appointment. NOW!!! WHO, BESIDES ME, IS READY TO FUCK!!! WAYNE!!! GET YOUR PECKER HARD!!! WE’RE GONNA PLAY “HIDE THE WIENIE!!! CARL!!! I HEAR DOLLY’S PUSSY WHISTLING FOR YOU. SCOTTY!!! YOU’RE GONNA LOVE THE HOT CHOCOLATE THAT’S CUMMING FOR YA.”Soon the room was filled, once more, with the sounds of lovemaking. They would last for the rest of the night.

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