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My Drunk Mom 2

One night, like many nights before and after, my mom was passed out on the couch. My Dad was out who knows where and my sisters were in the bedroom they shared (by the way, they’re 10 and 7). I shook my mom’s shoulder to wake her up to go to bed. She was wearing the clothes she wore to work, she is a child protection social worker.

It took a long time to wake her up, but she finally did. Her eyes were focused on nothing. “Oh Davey,” she said (not my real name). “Help me up. I’m sho tiyed.” It was hard to understand what she said, but she threw her arm around my neck. My mom is really small woman. I’m almost as tall as her and I’m only 13. She has very small boobs, like practically nothing there. I’d learn that she never wore a bra.

I tried to pull her up but it was like dead weight. She wasn’t putting any effort into it at all. I had her halfway to upright and then we lost our balance. My one hand was around her waist and my other hand reached for something to steady myself. All it found was her thin blouse. As we fell over and back onto the couch, a couple buttons popped from the top of her blouse and the left side slipped down over her thin shoulder and when I looked down, there was her boob and nipple, fully exposed.

“Davey, I can’t stand up right now,” she said as her head fell back against the back of the couch, eyes half closed.

But I couldn’t look away from her small breast, her small nipple rigid against the cool air of the room. I waited a long time. I gave her face a couple light slaps. Nothing. Not believing this was happening, but with my dick hard as a rock, I reached up and fingered her nipples, pulling and rubbing on it. I did that for a good 5 minutes.

She let out a soft moan but didn’t open her eyes. “Michael,” she slurred. “Did you finally decide to quick fucking that little cunt in your office and pay attention to your wife?”

I blushed at the F word and C word that I’ve never heard my mom say before. I pulled my hand away but was too scared to say anything.

“Suck it,” she said, reaching up and pushing my head toward her chest. I gave no resistance and soon her hard nipple was pressed against my lips. My dick was so hard. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around mom’s nipple, obviously the only nipple I’ve ever tasted since… I guess hers when I was a baby. It came naturally. I just sucked it really hard and flicked it with my tongue.

“That’s right, baby. We can make this marriage work again if you just start fucking me instead of that little whore.”

I kept sucking, grinding my groin into her hip. Occasionally I looked up and her eyes were still closed but she was murmuring softly. Suddenly I heard my sisters open their door upstairs and run across the hallway into the bathroom. It spooked me and I pulled off Mom’s tit and covered it again.

That woke her up. She opened her eyes halfway and looked around the room. Then she noticed me sitting next to her, my entire body stiff as board, I was so scared.

“Davey, help me up. I want to go to bed.” Did she know I was sucking her nipple? To this day I have no idea, and honestly I’m a little afraid to ask her. I helped her up and got her upstairs into her bed. I didn’t want to risk trying to do anything else, but I ran to my room and played with my dick until I shot my cum all over my chest.

This is the beginning of how things started in my family. I hope it’s ok that I’m sharing on your blog. I’ll write more in a day or two.

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My Drunk Mom 1

I have to tell you about what has been happening with my mom. I’m 13m, my mom is 38. A few months ago, things changed in our house. I couldn’t figure out what it was at first but based on the things she started to say about my dad and how “things will be changing”, I figured out that he must have been cheating and she found out. He has been sleeping in the spare room every night since then and my mom really started drinking more than she used to. A lot more. She used to have a glass of wine with our dinner every night. Now she has a whole bottle. A couple times she even asked if I wanted a glass. “Brenda,” my dad would say. “Fuck you Mike! You don’t get to selectively care what happens to our family!” With a weird emphasis on “our”.

So I always told my mom no, I didn’t want any wine, mostly because I didn’t want them to cause a fight. I was already thinking I was the reason Dad started having sex with other women.

With my mom getting hammered by 7 or 8 every night, my dad would usually leave. I have 2 younger sisters also but they’re always busy giggling and stuff.

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My Sleeping Stepdaughter 1

Sometimes when my wife goes to bed and leaves me downstairs, I sneak into my sleeping 8 year old step daughter’s room. She is a pretty heavy sleeper and she wears a nightgown that goes down to her knees. I quietly crept into her bedroom and slid under the blankets at the foot of her bed, crawling up to her legs. I parted them and with my phone’s flashlight shining brightly under the covers, I pulled aside her little care bears panties to reveal her bald slit. I got close and took a long sniff. I pulled apart her lips to discover a tiny little clit. Wetting my finger and making it slippery, I brushed it up and down her clit lightly.

I didn’t want to wake her up, so I left it at that. The next night when I snuck again around the same time, I discovered she was sleeping without panties. Had I woken her up the night before, and she was giving me a signal? Taking it as such, I slid forward and tentatively licked her bald pussy. She didn’t move, so I grew more bold and pressed the tip of my tongue inside her slit. I licked up and down, kind of getting lost in the pleasure of it.

That’s when I felt her hands on my head, pulling me tightly against her.

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The American Family (1)

Chapter 1: Baseball Mitch threw his baseball glove hard into the back seat as he climbed into the car. “I hate baseball!” he said, trying to hold back tears. “Honey, you’re 9 years old. You can’t expect to play baseball and never make a mistake.” said Shawna, his mom, as she pulled out of the ball field parking lot. She had signed him up last month at his own insistence. He was so excited to be playing ball with all the other kids, but his struggles, and the way he reacted to them, were starting to worry her more and more. “Mom! I struck out twice, and when the ball was hit to me it went by me every time. I play in right field. I’m the WORST kid on the whole stupid team!” She caressed the back of his neck. “Baby, there was that one time that you hit the ball. You’re getting better, you really are!” “Yeah, right to the pitcher. I’m an easy out every time” “You know what? I’m going to send you to be with your uncle Ivan. He played minor league baseball for 3 years. He’ll get you hitting the ball and catching it too.” Shawna said this before really giving it too much thought. Her brother Ivan’s lifestyle was mysterious to her and it caused her great worry thinking of her son there. He always talked about nudism as a teenager. She never knew if he was serious about it. Then he met his wife, Alanna, and she thought he’d settle down some. Only then they were always going to these weekend retreats all over Minnesota, Illinois and other areas in the midwest. Even after having the twins, Becca and Melanie, they don’t seem to have settled down much. Twins whom, by the way, don’t really look much like Ivan. Not to mention that twins didn’t run in their family. Were they nudists? Were they… more than nudists? Like an open marriage?

“I can really go live with uncle Ivan and aunt Alanna?” Mitch said, his mood suddenly brightening. “For how long?” “Let me talk to you father. Maybe a couple weeks. That will let your sister off the hook from watching you.” Mitch was sick of his sister, Erin, watching him. She didn’t really “watch” him. At 13, she was always on the phone, watching tv, using her iPad, just about anything but watching him. He usually told her he was going to a friend’s house, she’d nod, and then he’d leave for the day. They arrived home, Shawna happy that her little boy had cheered up on the short drive from the ball park. “Run upstairs and get ready for dinner. Go shower, you’re all dusty.” she said. Mitch grabbed his glove and bat and headed upstairs. His baseball failures forgotten, he was thinking about the idea of living with uncle Ivan and aunt Alanna. He once spent the weekend there over the winter, and walked in on them having sex. Fucking it was called. They were doing it in the den, and Ivan heard him walk in and turned his head and their eyes met. Uncle Ivan just smiled and went back to fucking Aunt Alanna, who didn’t even know he’d walked in on them. Mitch remembered Ivan’s strong muscular ass cheeks and the balls and the bottom part of his dick shaft as it drilled into his aunt. His own dick had started to get hard, which had only happened a couple times before that, but ever since then, it’s been happening every day. Mitch was still thinking about his Uncle and Aunt fucking when he got to the bathroom door, which was just a couple inches ajar. That’s odd, he thought. It’s usually either opened or closed. He paused before entering, and heard his sister Erin on the phone. He cracked open the door and could see her bare legs as she sat on the toilet. “… I know, Sherri!” (Ah, she was talking to her friend with the bigger boobs, whose nipples were always sticking out of her shirt). “No, I’m telling you, he saw me do it! We were laying in the perfect spot on the beach. He was on his stomach down closer to the water, and you and I were on our back further up. I looked down and saw him looking at us. So I pulled aside my bikini bottoms to show him my pussy, and I’m telling you, his head jerked up. He had on the sunglasses, but he definitely saw my pussy. He probably even saw the juices. I was so wet!” Who was she talking about? Who saw her? He quietly pushed the door open a couple more inches and saw thighs and bare ass on the toilet. He could just see her pussy, right below her flat tummy, not a hair on it (some of his friends already had hairs on their dicks – so why doesn’t Erin? She’s 4 years older). She had two fingers rubbing up and down on her pussy, and her hips were slowly moving back and forth on the toilet seat. “Just thinking about it now Sherri, I’m playing with my pussy. It’s really wet again. I so want to lose my cherry. I would love for Todd to do it…” Todd! Could it be Todd Baker? He’s a senior in high school, linebacker on the football team! He’s 18 years old! Mitch’s dick had swelled watching his sister touch her pussy and listening to her talk about Todd. “I can’t believe how tight his body is and those muscles! I wonder how big his dick is?” Silence. “You did? Your dad’s? Oh my god, I love your dad, he is so sexy for an older guy! What did it look like?” Mitch pushed the door open a bit more, but this time it squeaked. He froze, but Erin heard it, and looked over. “Mitch! What the fuck!!” Mitch bolted back into his bedroom and slammed the door behind him. His dick had gone soft as he thought of the trouble he would be in. He couldn’t get the image of his sister out of his head. Her tan skin, thin thighs, and red pussy lips. He wondered what her boobs looked like. They were small, way smaller than her friend Sherri’s. He started thinking about what her nipples must look like— Bang! Bang! Fists on his door. “Mitch, open the door! NOW!”

He unlocked it and she came in and closed it behind her. “What the fuck were you doing? What did you see?” “I didn’t see hardly anything! I was supposed to take a shower, Mom told me to.” “Hardly nothing huh?” Erin stared at him for a few seconds and no words were spoken. Then a different look came over her face. “Mitch, what do you know about girls? Have you seen a pussy? Do you even know what a pussy is?” “Gross! I don’t care what it is, just get out of my room.” She sat on his bed next to him and seemed to be considering something. “Mitch, I know dad hasn’t given you The Talk yet. So I’m going to, and now is a good time.” Mitch was a little scared about what was happening now, but his thoughts kept going back to seeing Erin on the toilet, seeing her play with her pussy. He’d never seen a pussy that close before. “Listen,” Erin continued. “We’re going to have a talk about stuff. You can NEVER tell mom or dad, or they’d kill us both! I will show you a few things, but you can’t touch me.” With that, she stood up and motioned for him to do the same. “Take off your shirt, little bro��. He paused, then realizing she was not mad or tricking him, he relaxed and took it off. “You have small nipples. Most guys do. Have you ever played with them?” He shook his head. “Let’s start with that. But just to be fair, I’m going to take off my shirt and bra. Remember, you cannot touch me, but I will probably touch you to teach you.” She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, staring at his eyes, which were staring at her chest. His dick was rock hard in his baseball pants again. Her shirt came off and the tiny training bra was all that covered her little boobs. She grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it over her head. And there they were. Mitch’s first look at real tits up close. They were small, cone shaped with nipples that covered most of the boob. They reminded him of mountains that you see in paintings with the snow that covers about half way down. Only these were much much smaller! She continued. “Now Mitch, nipples on a girl are usually very sensitive. Sometimes they are for a guy too. Let’s find out for you.” She stepped close to him and with her fingers gently rubbed over and around his nipples. Shots of electricity went from his nipples to his little dick, down to his feet and back up again. His knees got weak. She laughed. “I see they are sensitive for you too! That’s great!” She bent down and flicked her tongue on his nipples, causing a sensation in Mitch unlike any he ever thought possible. He felt butterflies in his stomach and a swirling in his dick, like he had to pee, only he knew he didn’t. Without thinking, he reached up and squeezed one of her nipples with his thumb and 2 fingers.

“Mitch! I said you cannot touch me!” He put his hands down, and she went back to swirling his nipples with her tongue. Looking down, she said, “I see from your dick that you are really enjoying this. Do you have any questions?” “Why does it feel so good? What is happening to my dick? It feels really funny and kinda hurts, but feels good at the same time!” “Everybody loves being touched,” she said. “Your body is enjoying the attention I’m giving it. Let’s continue with our education session.” Her formality made Mitch smile. He also smelled something strange in the air, but couldn’t place it. She knelt down before him and started to undo his baseball pants. Startled, he stepped back. “You’re going to see my thi– I mean, my dick. I can’t let you see that!” “Okay,” she said and got up. “I’ll see you at dinner then.” “No wait, I guess it’s ok. Please don’t stop. I’m just a little scared.” he said. She walked over to him and put her hands on his shoulders. “Listen Mitch,” she said, all serious. “I know we fight a lot. All brothers and sisters do. But when push comes to shove, I really do love you. I’ll protect you when anybody picks on you, and I’ll take care of you if you need me to. You’re my baby brother. I’ve always thought you were adorable, since you were a little baby. I used to play with your little wee wee. That’s what we called it. Once when you were 3, and mom wasn’t looking, I licked it. Anyway, that’s another story. The point is, I’m not going to hurt you. Try to not be scared. Everybody goes through this when they first learn stuff.” “How do you know so much about all this?” he asked. “The internet! Dork. Me and Sherri have seen lots of stuff. Plus Unc—” she stopped herself. “Well, the internet is where I learned just about everything.” With that, she gave him a hug, and he felt her bare boobs against his upper chest. His dick was like steel now, and he felt dizzy. She gave him a kiss on the cheek and went back down to her knees. Picking up where she left off, she slowly inched his tight baseball pants down, first one side, then the other, back and forth. They came down to his ankles finally, and he stood there with his underwear tightly covering his hard dick. She looked up into his eyes as she hooked her fingers under the waistband and slowly pulled down. When they were lowered, his little dick sprung back up and slapped against his belly. She sat back on her heels and just stared at it. He picked up a sense of awe on her part. Had she ever seen one? What happened between her and….. Uncle Ivan? He didn’t dare break the spell of the moment by asking any questions. “This here is your dick,” she said without touching him. “Or your cock. I like the word dick. Cock is gross and reminds me of roosters. That’s stupid. I don’t know many other names for it, but I guess there are a bunch. Below your dick are your balls.” Here she paused for a long moment. It was like she was willing up the courage to continue. “I’m going to touch you now,” she said, and simultaneously slid one hand into her own skirt while grasping his tiny dick with thumb and forefinger. She started rubbing her pussy, just like she did in the bathroom. “You’re small now, but don’t worry, you’ll grow bigger when you’re older.” Mitch barely heard this, the effect of her fingers on his dick were overwhelming. His eyes rolled back into the back of his head and he started to moan loudly. “Quiet!” she said. “You don’t want Mom walking in on us!” He somehow got his vocals under control but was still breathing unsteadily and hard. His voice emitted the occasional grunt, as though he were the quietest Santa Claus in the world “ho…. uh… ho…” “Erin.” he said shakily. “What…. about…. you?” Erin didn’t appear to hear him, her eyes so focused on his little 4 inch dick. “Erin?”

Finally her head snapped up. “Oh yes,” she said. “That’s right. Fair is fair.” She reluctantly let go of his cocklet and stood up. She unzipped her skirt in the back and quickly slid it down, more quickly than he wanted her to. She was there in her little girl panties. She looked at his eyes, smiled, and pulled them down just as quickly. Mitch’s jaw dropped open as he stared at her hairless slit. Her legs were together so it looked like an artist had simply drawn a little line on her body just above where her legs met her hips, and the line continued out of sight between her legs. Something inside him wanted to beg her to spread her legs so he could see more. But he just stared, dumbfounded at this new treasure before him. She broke his reverie. “Let’s get on the bed, Mitch. Here, I want us to sit cross legs, like indian style.” “We don’t call it that anymore.” She rolled her eyes as they got into position, knees an inch apart on either side of them, facing each other. “Now here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to try and give you an orgasm. I��ve, um, never done this before, not like this anyhow, but I don’t know if you’re old enough to have one.” “Orgasm?” “Yes, it’s when you cum. Your body tightens up and it’s the best feeling in the world. You’ll see.” “Do girls have them too?” he asked. “Oh yes, we definitely do! They’re the best thing ever!”

With that she grasped his dick with 2 fingers again, and started to stroke it up and down, pulling the skin up and almost over his cock head, which was difficult as it was very tight. The reaction was immediate. Mitch’s body stiffened and felt better than he ever had before. The electricity ran through him up and down his body. He wiggled his ass and pumped his hips, causing his entire body to shift slightly toward her, and their knees touched. She stopped briefly but then continued. “Oh god,” he panted, his eyes squeezing shut. “You’re allowed to swear with me,” she said. “It usually makes it even better.” “Oh. Okay. … Fu- Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” This was new, as he tried it on for size. “Ohhh, fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckity fuck!” She grinned. “I’m not sure you even know that word means,” but he was not listening anymore. Suddenly, both his hands reached forward and grabbed her legs just above the knee. She stopped stroking him, and he quickly lifted his hands, opened his eyes, and she stroked him some more. After a second, he put his hands back on her legs and this time she didn’t stop. He was entering another world, one in which his dick was in complete control, where his entire body revolved around his dick, and the feelings there, like the planets around the sun. It felt like a volcano must feel when the lava starts to make its way to the top. His fingers alternately squeezed and relaxed, eventually causing his hands to inch their way up Erin’s slim smooth thighs. He opened his eyes to look where they were and saw her rubbing her own pussy, almost violently. He thought, how can I be so wrapped in my feelings and ignore looking at her pussy!?? So he stared at it, again his fingers reflexively tightening like a kitten as it sucks the milk from the mother cat’s teat. Slowly inching closer and closer to those flaming red pussy lips. Meanwhile, his own body was starting to feel different somehow. Something was happening.

Erin said, “Mitch, watch your hands, remember you can’t tou– Ohhhh fuuuuuck…” He didn’t know why she stopped speaking, but looking down he saw her grab his hand and pull it onto her wet leaking pussy, her own hand covering his and holding it tightly against her mound. This drove Mitch to the stratosphere, and seemed to have the same effect on her, as he watched her entire body tense up. Her grip on his dick tightened and he somehow knew he was passing a threshold never before experienced. A gutteral groan came from Erins body and his at the same time. She found two of his fingers and shoved them into her pussy while pressing down his hand onto her mound, almost to the point of causing him pain, if he weren’t so focused on his own feelings. This was the “orgasm” she mentioned, he knew it had to be. His entire body went stiff and started to shudder as his eyes squeezed tight. Together brother and sister shook as one as his hand caused jolts to her pussy, which caused her jerking hand to jolt on his cock and the cycle continued. After what seemed like a near death experience, they both exhaled loudly and collapsed forward, each forehead hitting it’s siblings shoulder. Panting heavily, they were silent. Each had a hand on the other’s genitals still, and each subtle movement they made caused the other to experience another jolt. Finally she looked at his eyes and said, “Just as I thought. No cum.”

“Cum?” he said? “Another time, baby bro. We’ll talk about that another time. Are you hungry? Cuz mom’s calling for us.” “Starving,” he said. “Fucking starving.”