My boyfriend sexted me on break.
Well, he sent me a dick-pic. [What RU Wearing?] In the restroom, at Taco Bell, so he had on his uniform.
I held my phone out, and smiled to take a selfie.
[What do you have on under it?]
[Nothing at all.] I lied, just a bra, and panties. I actually forgot which ones.
He sent me another pic, this time rock hard. [Show me.]
:RollEyes: [I have to watch Eli.] I got up to use the bathroom, dropped my panties, and held up my skirt.
My phone switched to my Boss, and I held my skirt down, pulling up my panties. [Don’t forget to take him out for some exercise. It’s a nice day.]
“Ugh!” I switched back to my boyfriend’s chat. [Take it all off.]
[GTG. Sorry, 2BC?]
So, I had to take Elliot out to the park. He’s not fat, at all, but his mom doesn’t want him to get fat, and it’s bad enough that girls are forced to conform to these unrealistic body standards, but she’s the boss, and she’s paying me to take him out to the park.
He ran off to the playground, where there were a couple boys from my neighborhood, just hanging out.
[I had to take Eli to the park.]
[Where were we?]
[Still horny?]
[Yeah, I’m always horny for you.] We hadn’t done it yet, I mean for real. We made out, and stuff. I got my hand on his dick, and rubbed it hard through his pants while he fondled my breasts, pushed up out of my B cups, but through my shirt.
The problem is he doesn’t have a car, and I don’t have a driver license. So, we don’t have anywhere to go that isn’t either too cold, or too public. He’s saving up though, so we’re probably going to have our first time together in the back seat, which is okay. I lost my virginity in the back seat of a car, but then my ex lost interest.
He just went out on dates with me to get in my pants, and then when he got what he wanted, he just ghosted me. Never returned my texts, even if I started off with a naked selfie, he found another girl eventually. Then another, and another to hit it, and quit it, but since I was the first, none of the other girls in school could warn me that he’s that sort of boy.
“Huh!” The boys started fighting, so I had to get up, but by the time I ran over there, Eli and Carl had Emilio down on the ground. Kicking him, Emilio had his arms up to protect his face, so his brother could kick him viciously in the ribs.
“All right, guys! Stop it!” I had to grab them by the jackets, and pull them off. “Jesus, Christ! Are you all right?” I helped him up, wiping blood off his nose, and lip, but he ran off without even saying “Fine?” Obviously, he wasn’t fine, but it was embarrassing, getting beat up by 2 little boys, at his age.
“He started it!” Elliot pointed.
“Why do they call you Elly?”
“Nobody calls me that, except your jerk brother, but.” They hugged. “Thanks for standing up for me.”
Oh, it’s so sweet to see kids, especially little boys. I mean, because they were both still young enough that they weren’t scared of doing anything homo, like hugging out in public.
“Huh, he’s just trying to make you feel like a girl.” I rubbed his shoulder, when they let go.
“Well, what’s so wrong with being a girl? I like it, Elly.”
“It’s Elliot. But you can come over to my babysitter’s house, she’s got playstation.” Honestly, I let him play my brother’s video games, so he pretty much kept himself entertained for hours, and it was easy money. The only reason why we did it over here is because I’m close to the park, and they’ve got this excercize lap thingy where they can do pushups, and pullups at different stations, but I’m not going to make him work out. His sMother didn’t didn’t tell me to, she just said to take him to the park.
That done, I walked them home, and instead of turning the Playstation (It’s just a PS3, so we don’t have any new games, let alone the Elden Ring network test, like he wanted. Even then, it was invite only, and over like last month for Christmas break, but he showed me videos, and it looks pretty good.) They went in the spare room, and got on the computer instead.
They shut the door, and I didn’t really think about it, until I walked past on the way to the bathroom. With a fresh bra, and matching underwear to put them on for my boyfriend, because I hadn’t thought to dress up for him. He had to work, and I had to work, so it was just plain old wintery underwear. Too thick to show him my nipples, and padded in the crotch, so I couldn’t pop out my cameltoe, but I just put them on to take them off.
I mean yeah, he’s an underwear guy, but it’s what’s inside that counts. Besides, if I dress up, and strip, he lasts longer, and he already beat off from earlier.
“You like Lesbians?” I heard Carl through the vent.
“Yeah!”
“Hairy lesbians, or fake ones?” He typed on the keyboard loudly, so I put down my phone, and got up on the toilet.
“Um, they got fake ones with real boobs, but shaved pussies?” To look through the vent, dad had the computer back up against the wall, so he could catch my brother, and make sure he wasn’t looking at any pictures with Safe Search off when he’s home. He still hasn’t clued into stories, so as long as I scroll down past the ads, it’s just a wall of text when he walks in on me. There used to be a lock on the door, but he replaced it with a new knob, so he couldn’t look at porn in there with the door locked…
That kinda dad, so you understand why I can’t have my boyfriend over. He doesn’t even know I have one, let alone we’re sexting, and I already gave up my virginity to my first one.
“She’s really hairy.” It turns out they had one with a hairy butch, and a longhaired teen with a shaved snatch.
“Yeah, so she’s the boy.” Carl pointed out the butch with the short hair, undershave, and pierced tongue.
I couldn’t see the title with it full-screen, but she quit licking shaved twat to move her chin where we could see her pumping 2 fingers in and out. Unfolding her thumb to rub her clit.
Eli was rubbing his crotch, with his back turned, and I glanced over at the neighborhood latino boy. Bent over, still holding the mouse so I couldn’t see where his other hand was, but his jeans pulled tight over his bubble butt.
I guess I watched my brother looking at porn so much that it felt. Well wrong watching my brother beat off, because he’s my brother, and I can’t get over the incest, part of it. Not that he’s done anything, like try to see me naked, coming out of the shower, or changing in my underwear. Sneaking in my room when I’m gone to leave a load in my sexiest panties. So, if I don’t check before I put them on, I feel his warm wet load sticking to my pussy.
“HhuhHhuhH!” I almost fell off the toilet, with my knees locked on the tank, and holding onto the towel for deal life. The lid clanked, and I shook my head.
Not that I’d want him to, do anything like that. I’m glad he’s not a pervert big brother, like all the ones I read about on dirty story sites like this, but I read all the stories, and I have to admit, some of the sicker ones really turn me on. I got off on it, the thought of my brother secretly impregnating me with my sperm filled panties, even though I could never be so oblivious, and naive that I wouldn’t notice.
“Huh! Huh!” Finally, my knees stopped shaking, so I could sit down, and catch my breath. “Oh!” I was so pent up from everything this morning, it was a good one, too!
Then, I went to check on the boys, but they weren’t in the computer room. The screen was still on, but it was on Youtube. [Elden Ring – Stormveil Castle Enemies Restored Part I] I checked the History, but one of them was smart enough to clear it, or use Incognito Mode for the porn, so it didn’t save it in the first place. (My dad is so tech ignorant, he doesn’t even know about Incognito, and he doesn’t clear the History when he’s watching cheater porn. The hypocrite.)
I didn’t know Carlo that well, because I went to school with his brother Emilio, and he was an asshole. To put it bluntly, he bullied the younger boys, and sexually harassed the girls, but he kept his hands to himself? Too bad his idea of flirting was crude comments, and negging. He never assaulted any of us, or tried to rape us, that I heard of.
It’s like neighborhood watch, even if a girl won’t tell you what he did, she’ll tell you to stay away from him. Don’t get in his car, or go for a walk with him alone. No matter what they say, they can turn violent just like that, and as much as I don’t want to be raped. I can’t stop thinking about it, just like the incest. I guess I read too many rape stories, too.
“Huh!” I opened the door, and my mouth ready to have a talk about Lesbians, and then maybe talking to Carlos later. They didn’t say anything, they just went in my brother’s room, where the air-vents were in the floor. So, I didn’t hear them talking about playing lesbians, and it’s not gay if we’re both the girl.
I blushed, and held the door knob. Pulling it closed, and peeking around it, despite myself. They were 69ing, and licking balls, but with Carlos on the bottom. I could see his hard dick bounce up under Elliot’s chin, and the foreskin slip back so just the pink tip peeked out. Then, his balls popped out so Emilly could moan “Oh, Carla!” Out loud.
I let the doorknob slip back, without a click, and covered my mouth, before I let the giggles out.
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Emily(o)
“Hey, Emily.” I turned around, “You got another cigarette?”
“Yeah,” I fished the pack out of my pocket. “Melanie, right?”
She nodded, taking a drag to lit the tip, so I let it go, and put it back in the pack.
“Whooh!” She blew out smoke. “Mel, I just wanted to thank you for bullying Elle.”
“Who?”
“That boy, Elliot from yesterday?”
“I wasn’t bullying him.”
“Well, after you left, this girl came up, and talked to him. They hit it off, and she liked the name Ellie, so they went back to my place, and played Lesbians. You like lesbians, Emmy?”
“Nobody calls me that.” She got her phone out.
“Of course not,” she already had Eporner up, as soon as I unlocked it, she turned it around to show me the video. [Femdom Makes Sissy Crossdresser her Bitch.] “Not any more, anyway.”
“Nobody called me Emmy.”
“No, it was Emily, because it’s pronounced Emilio.” Yeah A mealy O. Not Emily O. “Just like you called Elliot Ellie?”
“So, what are you getting at? Don’t you have a boyfriend?”
“Hm?” She just stood there, smoking, and watching that fag get spanked, and a rough handjob. “Of course, but he doesn’t want to play the girl.”
I can’t believe she’s hitting on me, let alone showing me crossdressing bondage porn, to see if it turns me on? I know her brother, and yeah I noticed. She’s not a little girl any more, and me neither.
I shook my head, “So you want me to dress up as a girl, and.”
“Would you?”
“I don’t know, honestly I guess it depends on your boyfriend.” I looked around, “Where’s your brother?”
“Oh, I don’t know, probably out saving up for a Playstation 5.”
“He didn’t put you up to this, just to trick me into some kind of trap?”
She giggled, “No, why?” She stopped the video, and came over right next to me. “You like traps?”
[Linetrap Striptease.]
“Ugh!” I turned away when the camera panned down, and her dick head hung down under her short skirt. “No!”
“Too bad I don’t know any, I don’t even know any real lesbians, just bicurious chicks, but they don’t want to do a threesome with Josh.”
“Is that what this is about, a threesome with your boyfriend?” I shook my head. “No way.”
“Well, he just wants to watch, but if you keep your pants on, and he can’t see your face, he won’t know you’re not a girl.”
“Well, he won’t be able to see my face with you sitting on it.”
“Exactly what I was thinking.”
“He’s a cuck, huh? He just wants you to tie him up, and fuck girls in front of him, while he watches, huh?”
“Well, he wants to get into porn with me, when he turns 18.”
“You must be about 14 now?”
“Almost, but that means we have lots of time to practice, before we put it online.” She turned off the web browser, and switched to her files. Videos, “What do you think?”
I didn’t really ever want to see his dick, or any other guy’s but. It’s just porn, and “Is that you? Yeah, I’d do porn with you.”
“Huh, yeah.” She tapped the bottom of the screen, and swiped it over, to show her getting up. He pulled out, and whipped off the rubber to give her a facial.
“Huh, yeah.” I closed my eyes, and swallowed. It was easy to imagine it was my dick, and she looked so sexy licking my cum off her lips.
“He’s circumcised, though. Are you?”
“No, we’re not Jewish.”
“Of course not, but you know, I’ve never actually been with a guy, with a foreskin?”
“Huh!” She ran her fingernails up my fly, and I couldn’t hold it back. “Huh, uh!”
“You better sit down, but what size do you wear?”
“Uh,” I blinked, and shook my head, but she put her arm around her, and my hand on her chest. “38?”
She giggled. “38 D?”
“No, that’s my pants size, I don’t know my bra size, but if you get a D cup bra, we could find something to stuff in there?”
“Yeah, water balloons are easy to fill up to the proper size, but I left my tape measure at home. So, when you catch your breath, maybe you can come over, so we can figure out your sizes?”
“I can’t believe you’re talking me into playing dressup, but Josh. He’ll be tied up, right?”
“He won’t even be there. I’ll make him watch the video after, but if you want me to tie him up?”
“No, that’s okay. He really a bondage freak?”
“I bet I could talk him into it.”
“Huh, yeah.” I believe it.
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Author
I’m off the next couple days. So, while I can write short quickies, on work days. I’m going back to long slow boring stories with a lot of buildup. So, you can skip them, or leave a comment telling me they’re long and boring.
It’s either that, or burying the entire front page in 20 quickies with nothing but sexual action. I can write those too, but I think about this sick stuff 24/7. I dream about it, wake up, and start writing before work. Then, I stand there working, and daydream about more sick scenarios. I’m not going to run out of them, I throw out like 20 of them per day, and just pick the ones I like to write.
So, it’s going to be like 3-500 word stories before work, and thousands of words on my days off. That way, you only have to scroll past 2 or 3 of them per day. Deal?
👄This will be the best oral sex you have ever experienced.👅