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(Marie)
Since my birthday the month before, I had sex with three guys and a girl. I didn’t really have strong feelings for any of them, but intensely enjoyed having a cock, or better yet a tongue, in my pussy. The guys wanted their dicks in my slit as fast as possible, and I was sad they also finished as fast as possible. Only one gave me even a single mild orgasm. At least they used condoms, so I didn’t get a disease or a baby.
The time we messed around at a sleepover, my friend Kimmy took a very, very long time to climax, but exploded like a volcano when she did. She yelled so loud her parents ran in and caught us. They thought she was dying!
I was the other kind of girl. My orgasms weren’t as intense, but the first might happen after only five minutes of sexy play. I could have ten or more little cums in a row! Once Kimmy’s pussy popped she was done for the night, which was also disappointing.
I got my first taste of cum in the back seat of Mom’s car on her birthday. I licked and played with Keith’s fat long cock while he squeezed my boobs a while. It was fun, but not nearly as good as when he slid two fingers into my slit and rubbed my button with his thumb! I was so horny! So wet! My pussy muscles clenched and I felt a momentary burst of pleasure. “Eeeh! Eeeh! Yeah!”
Mom complained, “This is about HIM cumming. Get him off, girl.”
I circled the rim of his cock with my tongue, licked the shaft a lot, and fondled the big nuts in his hairy scrotum. They were twice istanbul travesti the size of the ones the guys I’d been with before had. I squeezed the shaft and started stroking it, while I licked the tip. “Mmmm! Yeah, Marie! Nice!” The fingers in my sodden snatch drove me to another small orgasm, and I squirmed around a little. “Ungh! Yuh!” When I calmed, I returned to pleasuring his big boner. It took a long time, and he grunted when he finally squirted into my mouth. “UHHH! So good! Yeah, Marie!”
I don’t know why Mom complained about the taste. It was a little salty with a hint of sweetness. I kind of liked it. He hugged me to him tightly, once I swallowed his spunk. I couldn’t wait for him to finally fuck me! My kitty was so wet! It soaked my panties and the front of my skirt!
Mom asked, “So Marie, are you disgusted enough to quit? Are blowjobs and cum horrible enough to make you quit smoking?”
That sounded crazy to me. “What the Hell are you talking about? Playing with cocks is fun, and it’s delicious. And I fucking LOVE to smoke!”
She snapped at me, “Language! Don’t you talk like that, young lady!”
“Whores talk like that all the time, and I’m his whore now. Right, Daddy?” I fluttered my eyelashes and sweetly kissed his cheek, like Mom said I should when we planned things out the day before.
He was flabbergasted. It was the first time I ever called him ‘Daddy’, and he’d blown a load in my mouth only minutes before. “Uh, ah, yeah. But uh, please istanbul travestileri try to be polite?”
The car stopped and I noticed where we were. It wasn’t part of the plan. I asked, “Why are we at Granny’s place?”
Mom shocked me with, “She used to be a porn star, and we need her advice.”
“WHAT?”
She turned back and passed me one of her cigarettes, then ordered; “Smoke like a whore when we walk in, and tell your gran what your new job is.”
“But! But uh…”
She lit a cig and pushed me toward the door. “Go on.”
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(Granny Heidi)
They came over later than I expected, and my granddaughter Marie looked ready to die from shame. Her whole face was bright red, there was a wet spot in the front of her yellow skirt, and she tried to hide the smoldering cigarette in her hand. My daughter Cathie followed her in, taking a puff from the cig in her long red holder.
Her fiancée Keith waved briefly and said, “Hi again, Heidi.” He was quite sweaty, and I could smell his lust from three steps away. I knew the situation, but casually asked, “Hi, how is everybody?”
Cathie poked her daughter’s arm as she said, “Marie has something to tell you.”
I figured the poor kid had gone through enough embarrassment, so I said, “Oh, she’s smoking! I wondered when you would start. I’ll get you a holder, sweetie.”
She was quite surprised and asked, “You, ah, you’re okay with me smoking?”
I handed her a pink foot-long cigarette travesti istanbul holder and replied, “Why shouldn’t I be? The first time I smoked, I was nine. Cigarettes are great, right?” I took a big puff from my long black holder and blew it toward Keith. He loved watching women suck on things, especially cigarettes in holders. He stared at my mouth intently.
Marie nervously answered, “I, ah, yeah.”
“And what did you need to tell me, sweetie?”
“I, I, Mom and me, we made a deal. I ah. . .”
Cathie impatiently explained, “Since she’s smoking like a dirty whore, she’s gonna suck and fuck Keith like a dirty whore.”
Marie looked very nervous, and about to cry. I smiled and rested a hand on her shoulder. I asked her, “Great! When do you plan to have kids? Great-grandchildren would be so nice! Do you have any questions about sex? Would you like me to help?”
She was nearly frozen in shock, staring at me. “KIDS!?!?”
Cathie said, “I have a question. How long will it take to get her ready for anal?”
Marie exclaimed, “WHAT?”
Her mother smirked and told her, “Dirty whores take it everywhere, mouth, pussy, ass, boobs, even in the face.”
I nodded and turned toward Marie. “Of course, we do. I like it in my butt. Then I can just crap it out and I don’t need to wash. Your father was great at anal. Let me show you a video.” I pressed a couple buttons on the remote control and the porn movie began. Cathie’s late husband was tongue-fucking me.
“You and MY DAD!”
“Keith’s great at sex, too. In the next scene, they gave me DP and Keith came in my butt.”
Marie’s jaw dropped open and the size of her eyes doubled.
I took a final puff from my cig and blew it toward Keith. There was a bulge forming in his pants, as we remembered that night.
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