Memories

[Max 21]

Not now, of course, but until a certain teenage age, my parents weren’t particularly shy about me. Of course, in certain places and situations, circumstances. I had to sleep in one room, at home, in the country, or go to the bathhouse. Although they didn’t take me to the bathhouse afterwards. And so we sleep together, they have sex, or they really want to. It’s like I’m dreaming. I watch how they fuck. I remember that I was sometimes annoyed by their comments during sex. Like... pull it out, I’ll go pee . My sister and her husband came to visit, they were doing laundry behind the wall, she was pregnant, and he was beating her. The father seemed drunk then, they were poking around at something and then went quiet. Maman says... are you going to fuck or sleep? Etc. For some reason I remember

[irish whip]

Not now, of course, but until a certain teenage age, my parents weren’t particularly shy about me. Of course, in certain places and situations, circumstances. I had to sleep in one room, at home, in the country, or go to the bathhouse. Although they didn’t take me to the bathhouse afterwards. And so we sleep together, they have sex, or they really want to. It’s like I’m dreaming. I watch how they fuck. I remember that I was sometimes annoyed by their comments during sex. Like... pull it out, I’ll go pee. My sister and her husband came to visit, they were doing laundry behind the wall, she was pregnant, and he was beating her. The father seemed drunk then, they were poking around at something and then went quiet. Maman says... are you going to fuck or sleep? Etc. For some reason I remembered

Kid, you’re a storyteller I’m laughing, I just can’t!!! This doesn’t happen during sex, pull it out, I’ll go pee!!! ))))))))))))

[Max 21]

Well, you know better, of course, I won’t even argue.

Sent after 23 minutes 43 seconds:
Although I assure you, even with my meager experience, this has already happened during sex, it’s terrible, you won’t even believe it. And I don’t really give a damn whether you believe it or not.

[irish whip]

Well, you know better, of course, I won’t even argue.

Sent after 23 minutes 43 seconds:
Although I assure you, even with me In my limited experience, this has already happened during sex, it’s terrible, you won’t even believe it. And I don’t really care whether you believe it or not.

Although maybe this really happens! I judge by myself, I don’t have such a desire during sex! Therefore, I will not say anything. Let other girls write how it is with them, maybe this really happens to someone.

[Wolffr]

and again everything was taken from the Internet.. and sucked from the finger

[Max 21]

Wolffr, You can’t tell me what exactly and where it came from, ? Just curious...words from the internet? So there are a lot of them

[Kostiai72]

And my most vivid memories from childhoodconnected with mom and her sisters. For as long as I can remember, I have always been interested in what women wear in their panties. And often it was possible to satisfy my curiosity. I was not interested in the breasts, because my mother never hid them and very often saw them and even touched them. And sometimes we went to the bathhouse together. Mom was there in panties. Eh.... childhood...

[Max 21]

Kostyay72, Yes, the first acquaintance or even acquaintance with a female body took place with the help of my mother and older sister. My sister spoiled me with her boobs and didn’t hide them at all.

[Kostiai72]

Kostya72, Yes, the first acquaintance or even acquaintance with the female body took place with the help of my mother and older sister. My sister spoiled me with her boobs and didn’t hide them at all.

And I literally stalked my mother. I peeked everywhere I could. It happened that several times she even flashed my crotch. She sat in a nightie so that you could see between her legs for a few seconds. Then I realized that this was done on purpose, I thought I would calm down. But it only sparked my interest. I often peeked when my mother went to the toilet. And she noticed it too. There was a narrow gap at the bottom of the door. And I looked up. It was uncomfortable and hard to see. She also paused for a while several times, giving me the opportunity to take a closer look. But it wasn’t enough for me to briefly see mommy’s hairy pubis. I wanted to see everything, how everything worked there. And in the end my mother gave up. She herself began to provoke me, to warm up my interest. And then she offered a deal, to allow me to look at everything in exchange for me stopping peeking. Of course I agreed. I was 12 years old then.

[Alex would]

Kostya72,

And I literally chased my mother. I peeked everywhere I could. It happened that several times she even flashed my crotch. She sat in a nightie so that you could see between her legs for a few seconds. Then I realized that this was done on purpose, I thought I would calm down. But it only sparked my interest. I often peeked when my mother went to the toilet. And she noticed it too. There was a narrow gap at the bottom of the door. And I looked up. It was uncomfortable and hard to see. She also paused for a while several times, giving me the opportunity to take a closer look. But it wasn’t enough for me to briefly see mommy’s hairy pubis. I wanted to see everything, how everything worked there. And in the end my mother gave up. She herself began to provoke me, to warm up my interest. And then she offered a deal, to allow me to look at everything in exchange for me stopping peeking. Of course I agreed. I was 12 years old then.

My childhood also passed when there was no Internet and porn was freely available. I quenched my interest as best I could. I was afraid to peep at my mother openly, only occasional flashes. And he watched his older sister purposefully wherever he could, more often in the bathroom and toilet, sometimes when she was changing clothes. For this, I got hit in the face with a towel more than once when I noticed. There was no special secret about the boobs; at home they took off and put on their bras, turning away for the sake of appearance. But what was between the legs aroused burning interest. But everything was hidden by a triangle of hair, I wanted to see it up close and examine it. When my sister was finishing school, I forced her to show me, almost through blackmail. She didn’t spend the night at home, and I threatened to tell my parents. At first she resisted, and then she took off her panties and showed them, she even tried to explain something about female physiology, what was what. To say that I was satisfied is an understatement. How much later I replayed what I saw in my memory. Now we live in different cities, but when we met, we more than once recalled this incident with a smile

[Kostiai72]

Kostyay72 ,

And I literally chased my mother. I peeked everywhere I could. It happened that several times she even flashed my crotch. She sat in a nightie so that you could see between her legs for a few seconds. Then I realized that this was done on purpose, I thought I would calm down. But it only sparked my interest. I often peeked when my mother went to the toilet. And she noticed it too. There was a narrow gap at the bottom of the door. And I looked up. It was uncomfortable and hard to see. She also paused for a while several times, giving me the opportunity to take a closer look. But it wasn’t enough for me to briefly see mommy’s hairy pubis. I wanted to see everything, how everything worked there. And in the end my mother gave up. She herself began to provoke me, to warm up my interest. And then she offered a deal, to allow me to look at everything in exchange for me stopping peeking. Of course I agreed. I was 12 years old then.

My childhood also passed when there was no Internet and porn was freely available. I quenched my interest as best I could. I was afraid to peep at my mother openly, only occasional flashes. And he watched his older sister purposefully wherever he could, more often in the bathroom and toilet, sometimes when she was changing clothes. For this, I got hit in the face with a towel more than once when I noticed. There was no special secret about the boobs; at home they took off and put on their bras, turning away for the sake of appearance. But what was between the legs aroused burning interest. But everything was hidden by a triangle of hair, I wanted to see it up close and examine it. When my sister was finishing school, I forced her to show me, almost through blackmail. She didn’t spend the night at home, and I threatened to tell my parents. At first she resisted, and then she took off her panties and showed them, she even tried to explain something about female physiology, what was what. To say that I was satisfied is an understatement. How much later I replayed what I saw in my memory. Now we live in different cities, but when we met more than once we remembered this incident with a smile

Yes, such cases are remembered for a lifetime. I don’t have any sisters. But I got a good look at everything from my mother, aunt Sveta and grandmother. True, under different circumstances. I was always very interested, and I became convinced that adult women have different pussies. It’s not like girls have unattractive slits. Probably, thanks to my women, I developed an attitude towards the female sex and did not get sucked into the blue swamp.

[Murzik45]

Not now, of course, but until a certain teenage age, my parents weren’t particularly shy about me. Of course, in certain places and situations, circumstances. I had to sleep in one room, at home, in the country, or go to the bathhouse. Although they didn’t take me to the bathhouse afterwards. And so we sleep together, they have sex, or they really want to. It’s like I’m dreaming. I watch how they fuck. I remember that I was sometimes annoyed by their comments during sex. Like... pull it out, I’ll go pee. My sister and her husband came to visit, they were doing laundry behind the wall, she was pregnant, and he was beating her. The father seemed drunk then, they were poking around at something and then went quiet. Maman says... are you going to fuck or sleep? Etc. For some reason I remembered

Kid, you’re a storyteller I’m laughing, I just can’t!!! This doesn’t happen during sex, pull it out, I’ll go pee!!! )))))))))))

Everything is different. The girl may be used to doing things in silence... But there are... I know such dialogues, monologues in bed that you can listen to. There is swearing and giggles and neighing, in short, it’s very funny.

[silver_fox]

I don’t know who sucked what, but this “pull it out, I’ll go and pee!” is definitely about girls! During this process, the boys don’t even have any “pee” flashes until they finish - physiology, sir! But with us it’s easy and simple. Therefore, those who introduced themselves with a female nickname, but claim that this cannot be... In general, draw your own conclusions.

[PavelNokia]

I spied on my mother and sisters, relatives and cousins. There was some shooting, swearing, but not too much. I always returned to peeping. I’m sure they understood everything, but pretended not to notice

[Ivan.Kirillov]

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[Al Admin Rutovich]

During sex, this doesn’t happen, pull it out, I’ll go pee!!!

Why doesn’t it happen? It often happens to me when I love my wife in the morning, I want to piss. Yes, it also happened to my wife: when I lie on top of her, I put pressure on her stomach, but she immediately wants to pee.

Sent after 5 minutes 43 seconds:
silver_fox, Well, for example, during morning sex or after beer, for a very long time I can’t cum until I pee, even my wife gets tired and says go to the toilet. And when my dick is pissing. I did Kegel exercises when I was young. That’s why I piss calmly with an erect penis. You really need to lean your body forward a little. And the stream is thinner than usual.

[Branch]

During sex we talk, and joke, and swear, but, “pull me out, I’ll go pee,” this has never happened to me and I have never heard from anyone)

[Al Admin Rutovich]

During sex we talk, and joke, and swear, but, "pull it out, I’ll go pee," I’ve never had that and I’ve never heard it from anyone)

Well, everything is ahead of you. Have sex, ask your partner to take it out, pee. You can even use it for a partner. Surprise him. What if you like it?

[Branch]

Well, everything is ahead of you. Have sex, ask your partner to take it out, pee. You can even use it for a partner. Surprise him. What if you like it.

It’s not interesting and it’s not the same thing when they pee on each other)))

[Al Admin Rutovich]

It’s not interesting and it’s not the same thing when they pee on each other)))

Well, I wrote this briefly. You can use your imagination and write something, oh write it.)

[A.AN]

I was about 18 years old, I came to visit my cousin in Moscow. We also decided to invite our second cousin, who is the same age, to visit. We got ready, the apartment is free, the aunt is at the dacha, we sit and have a drink, remembering the village holidays, how we hung out together in the village. The drinks ran out and my brother went to the store. And my sister and I, having smoked on the balcony, began to suckle, so passionately, I immediately got a stake. We returned to the room and collapsed on the sofa, quickly undressed while kissing, I lay down on my sister, I was also surprised when I took off my bra, she had -0, no boobs at all, only erect nipples, and her bra was made of foam. Her pussy was all wet and hot there. I entered her, but not the full length of my penis, she limited the depth of my dicks with her hands, her pussy was not deep and narrow, I didn’t last long, about a dozen dicks and came violently on the bedspread)
We quickly got dressed , crumpled up the bedspread, smeared the jizz, and went to smoke. Then my brother returned and the party continued, I don’t remember what happened next, apparently they got pretty drunk)