We went out for a few months. I do think now he was just using me for sex. The group we hung around with were like friends with benefits. We all had...sex with everybody in the group. I really enjoyed sex. Junior and senior year were lots of parties and lots of sex. I had sex with so many guys. I really liked it. This is the story about a sex journal that I write in. It holds all my deepest and most secret fantasies. Whenever I am interested in somebody, I start a new journal and I write all. Bob reached down, put his hands in Betty’s armpits, and pulled her up. He gave her a kiss, then moved her higher as he slid lower on the bed. Once her crotch was above his head, he pulled her messy pussy to his mouth. She tangled her fingers in her brother’s hair, pulling his mouth to her sex. She gazed into Bob’s eyes, watching as he once again dined on her creamy pussy.It didn’t take long for Bob to make Betty come. She gripped her full breasts, moaning as his mouth and tongue set her. Give me a few minutes to recover, that was a violent cum. I wasn't expecting that,” Marge hissed. Between breaths, John kissed her. He kissed the tip of her nose playfully, then his mouth covered hers. Their tongues danced. She pushed John away and said, “You smell like cunt! We don't have hot water but you can shower.” By the time John returned he was caught off guard. Marge had dressed normally in a conservative mother style. Blouse, skirt, bra and he could see a panty line. He put on a shirt. I was viewing them from behind, but at an angle, so I could see enough of my older sister’s naked breasts to make my cock throb wantonly. And as she had peeled the nightie off and her breasts sprang free, I briefly had a side view so clear that I could make out her nipple, shaped perfectly like the eraser on a brand new pencil, and her areolas and nipples were both a light shade of pink that just looked like they wanted to be licked and sucked. Their bodies separated just a moment while Kim.