You look amazing as always." You're so sweet darlin' and I'm so excited about today. What time is your appointment?" It's at one and I'm so excited. I...ve been wanting to get this tattoo for as long as I can remember." Be a dear and pour me a cup of coffee and let's relax while you tell me all about it."I walked over to the counter and poured her a cup and refilled my mug, and we sat down on the sofa."So tell me what you have dreamed up and is this going to be the only one, or the beginning of a. But I sure want to, I want to be able to just tell a guy, "Let's fuck." I bet it sure works. But I just can't be that forward. I hate being fourteen.Then, lit all changed when I let it slip to my brother, Paul, who's sixteen, that I really have a crush on a friend of his, Mike. Now, Mike has lots of girlfriends, he's really cute and in bike shorts, his butt looks so good, almost as good as the nice bulge in the front. As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I was pleading to Paul to not ever. When I could still have lucid thoughts at the beginning, it struck me how clever she was in getting me to come that first time. I had plenty of staying power for her, and she loved it. Also, getting on top of me gave her more control over how the act went. It was very different from the awkward fumbling around I had once worried about for my first time.After that, we lost ourselves in our pleasure. I held her ample hips and she held me by my shoulders. For a moment, I wished I had access to her. I watched as he jerked himself off, and it was if every fantasy I had ever had was becoming true. I had only seen my father naked once before, but it was enough to have me pretending that the dildo I was using at night was his cock. But now that I was seeing him a little closer, his cock looked huge. I felt my pussy getting wet as I watched his hand glide up and down on his thick shaft. Every so often, he would slide his thumb over the head of his pulsing cock, and moan each time. I wanted to.