See ya' then!" And the message ended. A party at Mistress' house. And she wanted me there. I was filled with both excitement and dread. At her parties...anything could happen. And usually did. To me. I'd have to make some lame excuse to get out of work for the weekend. I'd probably pay up the wahzoo for it. Extra weekends. But it would be worth it. At least I was hopping it would.I new that being 'prepared' would mean shaved, showered, and ready to be obey with out question. And no masturbation.. "Steve was long past the point of being reluctant to fuck a woman up the ass, but he did want to be sure it was with her consent. "Are you sure? I don't need to come in you to feel like the baby we're starting today is mine. Just because the genes aren't mine, doesn't mean the child will be any less ours."Moesha nodded, "Yes, I'm sure. I've been saving my ass for this, and I want you to take it."Steve got the necessary lubricant, and was soon thrusting into a moaning Moesha. He came into her. At first I just thought I was enjoying thegirl inside of the clothes. When I reached 8th grade I realized thatthis was not the case. I began experimenting with my older sister'sclothes at the beginning of my 8th grade year. First it started off withjust sweaters and shirts but it eventually got "out of hand" but beforeI divulge my escapades, perhaps you should get to know me a littlebetter.As I said earlier, I'm Brian and I am currently 16 years old and in the10th grade. I am a bigger kid, I. I rang the doorbell, then she opened the door and she was wearing a red Saree and a red blouse as I had asked her to look traditionally hot. So she was looking very hot.Her living room was so beautiful with a 3d tv and Bose sound system.I went in and I wanted everything to happen slowly so we sat down and I took out whiskey and we had some pegs with ice and smoked some cigarettes and started talking a bit about personal life and she told me about her hubby his business and it made her lonely.