I just lay in the back seat and he got in the front and started driving. I said in a low drunken voice to take me home. "I'm going to take you home, h...on," he said. "And I'm going to take real good care of you."We pulled into the garage and he helped me out. "Where are we?" I asked."Someplace you can relax," he said. He wrapped his arm around me cupping one of tits as he walked me to the door. It lead downstairs right to the basement. He held me from behind with both his arms wrapped around me. After reading the sex stories on this site for many many years and enjoying them, I finally decided to pen down my encounter with this world of lust and sex, I am going to pen my some real encounters of my life, so these will be in parts, sometimes the parts will be related to the each others, sometimes they might not.You can contact me on my mail id (I just recently made this, LOL) I am not a writer nor a author so my writing won’t be the best, but i can ensure you will enjoy every bit of. I resumed kissing Kellen and put my hand on his cock. It felt large and hard in his pants. I was eager to see it in real life.Kellen had put two fingers into my pussy and his thumb was on my clit. I glanced at John, saw him rubbing his cock although he was still dressed, and I started to undo Kellen’s belt. He stopped finger-fucking me and quickly took off his pants and boxers. My hand found his cock, easily seven inches as promised, and much thicker than John’s. Oh my god.He pulled my dress. They were a part of me now, a part of my everydayroutine.I was sitting on the couch in the living room feeling sorry for myself whenthe doorbell rang. I heard my sister call that it was for her. I thoughtabout running up to my room but I was too bummed to care. After a fewmoments Julie and her friend Samantha strode into the living room."Hiya Jamie," said Samantha. She was being a lot more friendly than sheused to be. She was wearing a short skirt with some open-toed flats andbeige pantyhose..