I was 15 and being raised my a single Mom. I was in that awkward phase, wanting a girlfriend but too shy to make a move. I had more erections than I could

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I was 15 and being raised my a single Mom. I was in that awkward phase, wanting a girlfriend but too shy to make a move. I had more erections than I could count and if it occurred around my Mom I would sit on the couch and hide it with a pillow. One night she told to me what I was experiencing was totally normal.

A week later when I was taking a rinse shower before bed, the curtain opened and my Mom got in with me. Almost immediately I was hard and my embarrassment was on the side of awful, but she placed my hands on her breasts. Honestly, that was a relief of some sort. She washed me, I washed her.

We got out of the shower, dried off, she took me to her bed, laid me on my back, moved my head to her breast and gave me a h*******. She cleaned me up, positioned me against the headboard, laid against me and had me play with her breasts while she masturbated. Hard again, she gave me oral.

We laid in bed and talked for a good while. When I became erect, she got on top of me.

This continued through high school, some when I was home from college, but by then she was dating someone who she eventually married.

Looking back, sometimes I believe she needed me more than I needed her.

Looking back more, and considering all my experiences with women since, it’s probably the most intimate s** I will ever have.

I love you Mom.

New Confession

Flying down I-75
’bout to hop on 696
I look over this f****** chick’s tryna fix her makeup
I’m like, B****,
you ain’t a plastic surgeon
I advise ya to put up your visor,
I’m getting kinda ticked
You’re blocking my side mirror, she’s like “Yeah, so?”
I’m like, “So? You gon’ need a stitch you keep actin’ like that, ho
I look like your husband,
s***? That’s a rhetorical question
You talk to me like you talk to him, I’ll f*** you up
In fact, get in the backseat,
like the rest of my dates
No b**** rides shotgun, what taxi?

-Bad Meets Evil.

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I went to a family BBQ this weekend at my Aunts farm. I was fascinated with all the animals. They had a pool and most of us just walked around in bikini tops and shorts. Mine were kind of short, but I liked the look and feel.

I was walking around the barn area to see the horses. My Uncle was feeding them and asked me to help and clean out a stall. I was happy to help, the horses were out of that particular stall. My Uncle entered and closed the door. I was cleaning up and bent over to scoop the stuff into a dust pan and into the can.

I felt my Uncles hands on my b***. He was telling me what a pretty girl I was, and how nice my b*** looked in these shorts. I said thank you and he pulled me closer, I was still bent over, and I could feel his hardness. He told me, he wanted to see me without my shorts on, and he quickly pulled them down before I could stop him. I was not wearing any underwear, and was fully exposed bare b***.

He moved me against the wall, my hands on the wall still bent over with him behind me. He already had undid his jeans and they were down around his ankles. I knew what was coming next. He pushed hard against me. My body betrayed me and I was already wet… he easily slid inside of me. I let out a cry, and he started pumping away. He was so much bigger than any of the boys I had dated.

I was so wet and he was so big, I did not complain, and let him do what he wanted. He was thrusting so hard and deep, I could feel his B@lls slapping against me with every thrust. I had multiple org@sms, my legs were shaking and my body was flush… then I felt him org@sm inside of me, it seemed to not stop and I could feel each spurt inside of me shooting against my insides. It was running out of me and down my legs as he continued his thrusting until he was finished.

He pulled out of me and left me there, legs spread and leaning against the wall soaked in wetness. I cleaned up and went back to the party. Still flush from the F#cking in the stall, people commented that I must have got some sun as the color looked good on me.

I saw my Uncle later, he never said a word, he just smiled and winked at me…