The_PG
Fucking Magic
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Why me? - (Closed Now)
Why did I have to get 'blessed' with two hunks of brothers and a father and mother who thought sexual frankness and openness were a good idea? I don't think i'll ever know why, because really how could it be a good idea? I mean sure if they were all boys or all girls i could get it, they'd know what sex is, what it's about and what's good and what's bad about it. But with a mixed family they'd only have to realize i'd get attracted to my brothers, right?
I pause, blushing hard as I stare at the computer screen. I'm dressed in only my bikini and a long robe; sitting in my air conditioned room scribbling in my diary. My bottoms are a bit wet already, having just thought about my two brothers and the way they... 'Fill out their briefs.' So to say... I am kinda glad that i've finally turned eighteen and that after this summer, the both of them are moving out. One to USC on a football scholarship and the other to Florida on a basketball scholarship.
I mean it will be good right? They'll be gone and i'll be senior able to finally concentrate on homework at home, instead of watching them workout and secretly drooling and oozing secretions out of my pussy. I've gone through quite a few shirts and pairs of undies in one day, God only knows.
I stop writing and think back again, God they are so gorgeous. Their athletic muscled bodies, perfectly trimmed hair (everywhere - i giggle a bit remembering how i found out that fact) and faces, they both look like they were born either to act, or be some sort of demi-god.
Maybe it's not so good, I wish just once we didn't have the same last name. I wish instead of Richards they were maybe Smith, or Charleston, hell i don't really care, as long as it was different from mine. I would rip my panties down and thrust those gorgeous faces... Mom's calling.
"Kirsten! Kirsten come help me with dinner!"
"Coming mother!" I yell back, flipping my Diary shut and leaving it on my bed next the piles of clothes I had been folding, I had laundry on Friday's, apparently dinner prep too now.
((OOC: Closed for Me, HalfCircleMoon and Eroticalypse.))
Why did I have to get 'blessed' with two hunks of brothers and a father and mother who thought sexual frankness and openness were a good idea? I don't think i'll ever know why, because really how could it be a good idea? I mean sure if they were all boys or all girls i could get it, they'd know what sex is, what it's about and what's good and what's bad about it. But with a mixed family they'd only have to realize i'd get attracted to my brothers, right?
I pause, blushing hard as I stare at the computer screen. I'm dressed in only my bikini and a long robe; sitting in my air conditioned room scribbling in my diary. My bottoms are a bit wet already, having just thought about my two brothers and the way they... 'Fill out their briefs.' So to say... I am kinda glad that i've finally turned eighteen and that after this summer, the both of them are moving out. One to USC on a football scholarship and the other to Florida on a basketball scholarship.
I mean it will be good right? They'll be gone and i'll be senior able to finally concentrate on homework at home, instead of watching them workout and secretly drooling and oozing secretions out of my pussy. I've gone through quite a few shirts and pairs of undies in one day, God only knows.
I stop writing and think back again, God they are so gorgeous. Their athletic muscled bodies, perfectly trimmed hair (everywhere - i giggle a bit remembering how i found out that fact) and faces, they both look like they were born either to act, or be some sort of demi-god.
Maybe it's not so good, I wish just once we didn't have the same last name. I wish instead of Richards they were maybe Smith, or Charleston, hell i don't really care, as long as it was different from mine. I would rip my panties down and thrust those gorgeous faces... Mom's calling.
"Kirsten! Kirsten come help me with dinner!"
"Coming mother!" I yell back, flipping my Diary shut and leaving it on my bed next the piles of clothes I had been folding, I had laundry on Friday's, apparently dinner prep too now.
((OOC: Closed for Me, HalfCircleMoon and Eroticalypse.))
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