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My first gang-bang number eight was my brotherSugar and Spice may add an aura to your thoughts regarding females, I know girls like myself play on its subtly, but the reality is far from the truth, young girls are sexual monsters, driven by as yet unknown forces, seeking gratification, indeed if there were no men, then a****ls would have to suffice in lieu off. Growing up I shared a room with my younger brother, and at night I would lie and listen and watch as he wanked himself, his bed illuminated by the street lamp, my own in the darkest part of the room, I also enjoyed the pleasure of masturbation, but unknown to him.It got to be as I entered my puberty, I would let him view me naked, knowing my nudity would give him a reason to wank, and in my corner pretending to sleep, I would enjoy the fact I could trigger his urges for me.Then a new room was created for him, our parents citing I was getting too old to be in the same room, they were four years behind the times, we had already discovered the hidden pleasures of having different bodies.By my sixteenth birthday ataşehir escort I had surrendered my virginity and was having regular sex, my younger brother clearly obsessed with me, still tried his luck at seeing me nude or horse play where he would try to fondle my intimate parts, he knew I was fucking guys, and he wanted his sister to go all the way with him.We all formed part of a gang and shared ourselves around the gang members, sometimes all performing sex acts in front of the other members, including girl on girl and ‘Cum Bath Sluts’, letting members cum on us.One weekend I was chosen to pleasure the guys in the bedroom, so I stripped off and went into the bedroom where I was ‘Hog-Tied’ to a table top, then blind-folded, thereby, I never knew who was who, the ultimate submissive, so I lay and let each stranger have his fun, without even a murmur, it was all about giving pleasure.The eighth guy in, spent a lot of time touching me, kissing and licking, before finally mounting me and cumming inside my pussy.He got off and left and I made escort ataşehir a mental note of his number, he was number eight, he felt good and I wanted to know who he was, my friend was counting and keeping tabs on the guys as they took their turn.’Who was number eight’, I demanded to know from her, she thought then made a counting gesture with her fingers and looked at my with a puzzled expression, ‘You mean seventh’, she replied and mentioned his name.In bed later that night I went back through the numbers, counting and recalling how they each came, and there was definitely eight men.We met up the next day and went back to where we all met the night before. I did not mention my discrepancy to Lisa, preferring to have a look around the room in question.When we were in the room I asked Lisa, about what happened when the last guy come out, ‘He closed the room door, and got a beer from the fridge’. ‘What were you doing’, at this question she smiled, ‘The same as you were with seven guys you lucky cunt’, she replied.I remembered seven guys, as I said ataşehir escort bayan because he came on my face, then shortly afterwords the eighth guy started by touching me all over then fucking me.I went into the bedroom where I had entertained the men and noted there was a window still open, at the far end of the room, anyone could have entered the window and taken advantage, I mean I was ‘hog-tied’ and blindfolded, and besides everyone had had their fun with me so no-one would have interested in checking in on me.I went to the window and opened it up and looked outside. Then I saw a glint in the grass a little way off, so I climbed out and picked it up, a key, then to my horror I recognized the tab, it was my brothers, it was him who climbed in and fucked me, and the more I thought of it, I suddenly realized I had specifically enjoyed him from all the others.In bed that night I tossed and turned, eventually getting up and going to the bathroom, and on my way back gently tapped his bedroom door. He looked out as I waited for him to look, and when he saw me I nodded and went into my room, dropping all my clothes and waited for him.That was twenty years ago and we still meet for sex, dont ask me why it is so, but we dont see anything wrong with it and it makes for wonderful sex, I remain on the pill, for that reason.
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