1. Kris and Kat, The Swensen Girls


    Date: 1/10/2017, Categories: True Story, Anal, Authoritarian, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, First Time, Group Sex, Male / Females, Romance, Virginity, Author: Don'sdick, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Kris and Kat, The Swensen Girls June 1962 “Hi, Don! Kris wasn’t expecting you until 6 or 7 this evening. She and Mom just left for some shopping. I doubt they’ll be back for three or four hours. C’mon in.” I explained that we had finished a huge project early, so I was able to make the trip sooner. I asked Kat if I could hit their bathroom; I had just driven a little over a hundred miles and needed to pee, really badly. Once the deed was done, I stepped back into an empty living room, “Hellooo… Kat?” “I’m back here, Donnie! Come check this out!” She was lying, stark naked, on her bed rubbing her pretty pussy. One of the two pussies (in this family) I had busted cherries in, “Now, Katherine, you know I would love to fuck the hell out of you, but remember? We are only supposed to have sex when Kris is with us. You don’t want to make her mad, do you?” “C’mon, Donnie… we can do this without Kris. I won’t tell. You know you want some,” she spread her legs a little wider, “and I need it bad.” I undressed, took the condom from my back pocket and helped her with her need…….. ************ One year earlier, 1961 In the early 1960s, during the period of Hippies and free love, I was pretty much committed to a dating relationship with only one girl. ‘Dating relationship’ was the key words in that statement. Kristina and I were exclusive in dating, but I never hesitated to fuck my sister or one of her drunken friends she brought home… which was often. Sis and I had been having sex for a ...
    long time before Kris moved to town. Kris’ dad was an engineer in highway construction, which was the reason her family ‘moved on’ every two or three years. I have to hand it to Kris, she held me off for nearly four months before I finally popped her cherry. If it wasn’t for that wreck, she may have waited longer It was particularly hot that summer. My summers were always spent on the farms in far northern Kansas. As soon as wheat harvest was over, the fields had to be prepared for planting fall wheat. I always kept Kris informed as to where I was working. Often, I’d see her Plymouth pull up on the road; she’d bring me lunch or a fresh, 2gallon can of ice water. Over and over, I tried to get into her panties, way out there in the country where nobody was around. She’d let me play with her tits, but not remove her bra. After a few hot kisses, I could get my hand inside her panties; but couldn’t quite get my fingers inside her cunt. “Some day,” she would say, “but not yet.” (My standard complaint was that I had already spent a whole quarter. Condoms (we called them ‘rubbers’ back then) came in a three pack and we always bought them from vending machines in service station restrooms… “for the prevention of disease only” of course.) My boss had told me that if, and when, the temperature hit 104 degrees, we’d call it quits and go home for the day. Well, although he never thought it would happen, it did. His wife came to the field, picked me up and took me into town. I showered, ...
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