I didn’t know what todo; I just tried to pull away. That was the wrong thingto do. Marvin began to pummel me with his fists. I shrankback agains... the wall and slowly crumpled to the floorunder a hail of plows.Then he was hovering over me, his big erection poking atme like a mad serpent. Then he was on me again, tearingand ripping my clothing away. Then he was shoving me overonto my back. If I made any move to resist him he wouldland a few frantic blows to my head to subdue me.I screamed. Her white bedroom robe tied loosely around her waist, in the gap I could get a hint of pussy and cleavage. She saw I looked perplexed and smiled, home early she said as I noticed her nails red matched her toenails, standing legs apart in heeled open-toed slingback 5-inch heels, the ones she liked to wear out on her slutty nights out. "Did you have an accident?" she asked from the doorway "What do you mean," I said, Your pants are stained. She replied"Oh, bumpy plane split beer". I stammered. That day though, I guessthere was something in thewater. I couldn’t help myself. My husband and I had not had sex forseveral weeks and I wasalready horny. Standing there in the shower naked knowing there werefive hunks downstairs wastoo much.I dried myself off after getting out of the shower and pulled on asilk teddy that showed off myass the best. I know, what a slutty thing to do but, my pussy wasdripping wet within seconds ofdeciding to do this. I needed this, I needed something so wild. He weighed a mere two pounds more than his 11-year-old sister and stood only an inch taller. A moment later, he wiggled into her panties.I am so effing queer, he thought. Flushed with excitement, he adjusted his pitiful erection, tucking it vertically against his hairless belly. Tiny or not, it ached from engorgement. How he wished for a hole there instead, with ovaries instead of peanuts. And breasts. Let’s not forget breasts. And a big girl’s bra to put them in.Embarrassed, he touched his.