We were both curious as to the physical nature of sex. We had heard about it, whispered by boys in the school yard. We were aware of references to "...uck", "cocksuck" and "69", but we didn't have a clue as to what these words meant. I vaguely recall thinking that a man inserted his penis into a woman's vagina, and peed, thus creating a baby. I don't suppose I understood why people had sex until I started experimenting with my own body. It was then that I understood, and wanted to find out. A hole that I can feel the wind keening through in the cold watches of the night. We all want to be understood, but what’s to understand, really? My laughable problems match your laughable problems match everyone else’s ridiculous trials. I haven’t heard an original story from any of the late-night people I hang out with. Not even my own, though I tell mine a little differently. It’s my knack for self-deprecation that does it. Sometimes, I feel as if that is all I have going for me. It’s. She was crying and babbling as she strode into the room, coming to a stop at the back of the lounge chair. She completely ignored me standing naked and stunned in the entry foyer.She was suddenly quietened when she spotted the fuck scene playing out on the big screen TV in front of her. Her eyes were riveted to the screen watching a closeup of a long fat cock slowly penetrating a small hairless pussy.My house invader was 18 year old Paige who was one of my daughter’s best friends. Paige had a. Back on with my old night shirt and then I ran around the living room looking for Mr Smiggles. I found him under a kitchen chair and hauled him out. Then back before Daddies door, I took a deep breath and walked in. It was like yesterday only even better. Daddy was partway up, the cover was off and this time the sheet was down to his belly button. I could see that his penis was hard and up, it was even holding the sheet away from his belly some. The sheet was that low, I was about to ask if we.