My Life With Paul Part 4 - Sex Stories

My Life With Paul Part 4

... “So what were you up to last night.” I heard mom as the kitchen door opened and close. “Good morning mom.” I answered still staring at Jeff and Ben noticing I was licking my lips. “I don't think I need to ask do I Barbie. You must know what I am by now. Who did you meet up with last night?” Mom asked. “A few boys from school first then Tony and Terry they filled me in what you enjoy doing with them mom.” I answered. “Can we talk about it alone?” “Certainly dear. Jeff and Ben can you boys please go out and get the boys up ready for school.” Mom asked. “Yes we can get Barbs brother's ready for school as long as we get something from you later. If you know what I mean.” Jeff answered. “That will be fine studs as you just heard there are no more secrets between Barbie and I.” Mom answered sitting down at the kitchen table just as Jeff and Ben left the kitchen. “Okay what would you like to know.” Mom asked “First I can not marry Paul now after all the fucking I did last night. He'd never understand me being a slut for men fucking me.” I answered. “I have to find a way to explaining to him I can't marry him without telling him I am bitch in heat for hot men.” “No need to break off with him Barbie. Why did you think I introduced the two of you to begin with. Paul is like your dad. You could fuck a group of hot men practically in from of him and he would never catch ...

... on. You'll need Paul to raise all the children you'll have like your dad does your brothers.” Mom answered. “I can't do that mom.” I answered. “Sure you can. Look how I convinced you and your dad all these years. Not to mention your brothers.” Mom said. “Okay mom but please tell me how it started for you being a slut.” I asked. “I haven't got much time this morning because of Jeff, Ben and the other Volunteers but I will make time when you get home from the last day of school and your grad rehearsals. Is that okay with you Barbie. “Yes it is mom.” I answered. Mom went to the kitchen door and called out. “Ben, Jeff can you call the rest of the volunteers I need their help cleaning up the basement.” Jeff and Ben came from around the corner into the kitchen calling out on their way. “Hay guys Mrs. Thompson wants us to clean up the basement for her.” Soon the kitchen was full of the volunteers. “Do you want one of us to take care of Barbs breakfast before heading for the basement.” Jeff asked. “Don't worry I can fix my own breakfast guys.” I said. “Go ahead with mom.” I watched as the dozen volunteers headed for the basement door, opened it and with Jeff leading went down stairs. “Be home right after school Barbie so I can explain everything how it all started for me.” Mom called out just before closing the basement door. The end of Chapter 4. barbie97_97@yahoo.com