Date: Fri, 3 May 2013 04:33:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Julian Otero Subject: Life Experience - part one __________________________________________________________________ Please consider making a contribution to keep the nifty collection available. Life Experience - part one Susan The inseam of her cranberry colored tights pressed between her pussy lips just the way I like to see them. She slid forward on the stool closer to me, then spread her thighs so I could reach her cunt easily. Her short pleated school skirt was flipped back, an invitation I knew well. The early morning light shown golden behind the white curtains making her sweet-scented bedroom glow softly, her thighs parted wide enough to look obscene. Oh, my little bitch certainly needed me today! How wonderful to help her start her school day with sex. "Young pussy... ummm, delicious... pussy..." I murmured to myself, which she heard and squeaked in delight. She knows the lust I have for her smooth creamy thighs, has known my desire for every inch of her body since she was eleven. "Rub your tits, honey," I softy urged. I had a plan for this morning. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips against her tender cunt. So soft and warm! How quickly it grew moist and hot. Like a good American girl she kept herself clean and tasty always! Just tights, no panties. Oh yes, yes—she was ready for school! The scent between her legs always aroused me, aroused as any male at least bisexual would be. In the kitchen, or anyplace, I'd come up behind her and draw my middle finger along her slit then run it under my nose, while she often would lift it to her own cute nose allowing the fresh cunt smell of herself ignite her libido too. We fucked often. Susan certainly knew the allure she had for older men like me——no matter I was her father! Not that I lacked for willing mouths, cunts or boypussy: I fucked her mother and her brother just as often. Susan took my head in her hands and pressed. Against my face she started little humping movements making sure to rub me well. In moments she was hot and begging, hissing through her white even teeth: "fuck me! fuck...me.....please...!ple....!!" It never fails to please me when my kids talk dirty to me! My dick was fully hard now. Christ, my daughter could cum so fast early in the morning! No wonder, she was only 13, but seemed to be horny all the time. On school days time was short but my kids could always manage to fit some kind sex in before breakfast. The spandex was hot and becoming very damp. "Don't make me go to school horny!" she softly pleaded. But, no fucking today, sweet one! No, no baby, so sorry. No fuck today dear Susan. My daddy cock is hard and long in my sweats but there's someone else I want this morning. Honey, you'll have to go through the day aching for my cock. "I'll take care of you tonight." "Bastard," she moaned. This morning not her, but her brother's ass is what I want. The dream I had: it was so hot. It was about him, my son. He was licking my ass. He was little in the dream, only six, in his little league uniform, the boy's soft lips and tongue on me, the sex a reward for hitting a triple. I woke with a solid steel rod between my legs, an ache only he, not my wife or daughter could satisfy. I had to have Lewis before he took off. He was a year younger than Susan, twelve, as cute as her, with a tight round ass and a boy-pussy I was growing so very fond of. But on my way to his room his sister saw my hard cock and begged for it. I rolled down her tights quickly and applied my naked tongue against her very hard clit. One finger in her ass—she's getting to like that stimulation a lot—my other hand tweaking her nipples. I know her likes by heart now, having stimulated her so many ways. Her desires are not much different from her beautiful mother's. "Make me cum...Daddy, please, daddy," she pleaded. "I can't go to school now without a fuckin' cum!" Sure I will. I wont deny you that much. I'm not that cruel. How enjoyable to have a teenager in the house so ready for sex just about anytime. Sometimes with her mother watching and sometimes her brother watching I've done my daughter like this in the kitchen, the bedrooms, couches, just about every place, even a few times in the car. And I've watched them doing sex together. Family sex has been practiced with us from when they were little. Susan quivered under my practiced tongue and deliriously whispered to herself. "I... oh...math class...today...oh, cumm... to see him...love with big cocks, men with big cocks." I know what's going on: she has the hots for her very young and sexy math teacher and advertises it and probably she's pretending it's him eating her pussy. If he's not queer I'm sure your math teacher wants you too, baby. Why wouldn't he? Why wouldn't anyone? You're gorgeous and you know it, cockteasing daughter of mine! Whether deliberate or not you've been teasing cock since you were nine or ten. Oh, I wanted your sweet pre-teen pussy even then! Your tits aren't so large yet but you have a very firm round ass that's an eye catcher. You give men hardons. Some have told me. One hundred and five slim adolescent pounds. Probably Mr. Math jerks off every night lusting after his students—you, one of his favorites I bet. Whatever. I don't care. Just cum quick, Susan. I want your brother's ass this morning, but when you asked so sweetly and rubbed your slim tight body against me I couldn't say no. "Daddy...daddy...daddy...!!!...daaaddeeee....." she squeals, her cumming shaking both of us. She's always loud when it happens. Cum my little cocksucking darling whore! Let go like I taught you. Cum good. Feel it all over. All over. Now you can go to school more relaxed. But change your tights first. My stiff and hungry cock leading the way I walked down the hall to his room. I craved my son's pretty cock as much as my daughter's tender pussy and I knew why. My brother was two years older and we shared a bedroom. When I was eight he taught me to suck him off which I loved immediately and looked forward to doing. He especially liked my mouth on him first thing in the morning, before school. Though neither of us could have wet orgasms at first it was a morning activity for years. He often rubbed me off, or sucked me even. Later, we got into much more serious stuff. This early morning sex with boys became a habit, which I later continued with my son. His warm sleepy body, the scent of him, and the way he awoke with a grin offering his virgin dick held upward in his palm for my worshiping mouth—all this was waiting for me in his room beginning when he was nine. Lewis. How lucky I am to be loved by the three people I live with; how lucky for me they worship my cock and ask me for it often. Yes, it's bigger than average, but that's not the reason they adore it so much. My wife Loren told me she was first attracted to me for the size of my cock as much as anything else, but that it's the way I use it that keeps her hot for it, why she puts it in her mouth often, in her ass and cunt, why she likes to watch me give pleasure to our children with it. They all like it because I always make sure they are well satisfied, that they taste it and feel it, are penetrated deeply by it before I obtain my own satisfaction. And I provide well for all their other needs too. Loren was my student and made herself easily available. On our first date she sucked me off and insisted I cum in her mouth. Quickly we learned each other's sexual history and preferences. Her uncle, her mother's brother, fucked her when she was 11 as her mother watched and approved. Brother and sister had had sex with each other since childhood. This accorded with my firm belief that children should learn early from their parents how to masturbate and, if ready, have intercourse with them or their siblings. My life experience and my professional observations convinced me that parents consciously draw down a screen between themselves and their offspring once the children reach an early age, the screen of course the incest barrier, which society demands and they accept from fear. Parents suppress their sexual desires for their son or daughter's physically appealing body which the children, not yet fully inhibited by social pressure flaunt their charms and cavort freely especially in the home. The desired but unachieved intercourse means a unique opportunity to express the deepest possible love, protection, instruction and pleasure, fails, and sets up hidden resentment on both sides: the parents feel thwarted in what they have importantly to give and the children baffled by what is withheld. So Loren and I knew even before marriage we'd involve our future kids. I couldn't wait. We're both good-looking and well made and we knew with luck our kids would be likewise. We enjoyed sex enormously and saw no reason not to introduce its joys to them when we felt they were ready. For Susan it was when she was 11, Lewis when he was 10. And we prepared them even before this by allowing them to see us naked, to see us fucking, allowed them to see pornographic pictures of kids their age. We answered all their questions frankly. Julian Does this part one do something for you? Please, let me know: email: ba9ba9goodman@yahoo.com