i used to be a loner till college. now i'm a sophomore and i have a lot of friends. our campus is real small so all of us live literally next door. we

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i used to be a loner till college. now i’m a sophomore and i have a lot of friends. our campus is real small so all of us live literally next door. we were this group of 8 friends (4 girls and 4 guys – i’m a girl) who spent almost every waking moment out of class together in our freshman year. then one guy sort of got detached, and now the rest of the guys in the group dont talk to him. but i’m still ok with him, and i speak to him sometimes, and the others get mad about it. and then i have a senior friend who doesnt feel comfortable hanging out with these guys so i hang out with him separately. this annoys the gang too. now one of the girls is dating one of the guys and they skip out too, so the two guys left are always blaming me for trying to further break up the group…the girls try to be more understanding, but they agree with the boys mostly, and it hurts.

recently one of my classmates, a very nice guy, has become a rel good friend, since he came to me for some help, and then we started to talk…

plus i like to sing and so a few friends from class got together to form a band. it;s me and three guys. these three are also immense fun to hang out with. and when we’re jamming, i love the feeling. and these three view me as one oftheir good friends.

umm, ok to avoid confusion, i’ll have to name these guys as The Senior, The Band , The Gang and The Classmate.
now, the band and the classmate are all cool if i dont get time to hang out with them much,and the senior will grumble a bit till i give him a solid reason, but the Gang keeps rubbing it in. i dont want to hurt any friend but it’s really painful that if i make my pown choices, these guys ignore me. it;s childish and rather hyper-possessive of them, i know, and i did at one time, in a burst of fury, tell them that i’ll quit, but they begged me to come back. i cant handle so many friends, especially since i was too much ofa misfit before college, and havent really changed. everytime i hang out with one of these four i’m always feeling guilty about ditching the rest. it;s not really a choice i can make easily…and it hurts every day.

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I am in HS and my Brother is in a local college. He works and has no time to date between going to school and working a job. He came in my room in his boxers and asked me if I could help him with a problem.

I stopped what I was doing and said sure anything you need… then I saw how excited he was in his shorts. His fly was unbuttoned and the head was out. He was really hard, and much bigger than I expected. I pointed at it and asked of this was the problem… he said yes, it won’t go away.

I told him not a good idea as I was his little Sister, and he said I know you have dated and have been with guys, so I know you know what to do. He begged me to help him make it go away so he can study. He asked me to touch it, and I am not sure why but I reached out and held it in my hand and just naturally started stroking it. It seemed to get bigger.. and he was moaning a little how good it felt, and thank you so much.

After stroking it for like 10 minutes, my hand was tired and at the same time he pushed my head down and I just went along with it and started S#cking my Brother big C#ck. He had a nice mushroom head and I was kind of getting off doing this for him. He came pretty quickly after I went down on him, but still he did not get soft, and was ready for more… Again he begged me to help him make it go away.

I was wet from seeing it and S@cking it for him, so I climbed on top in a r************** position an started riding his big thing. He slid inside of me easily, and was really moaning a lot. F#cking his big thing was hot and I had a couple of mind shattering org@sms and soaked his C#ck with my wetness. He grunted and stated pumping his seed inside me. He really came a lot and it was running out of me.. finally his thing subsided and got soft. He thanked me repeatedly as he left me laying there on the bed in another O zone world…

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I can’t let you go..
I’ ve tried for years..
What do you think I can do.?
If you’re not willing to be my friend and help me, than could you please message me something so hateful, true and rude to convince my brain.?
It’s like I’m skydiving into a blackhole with no parachute
Forever, trapped in a personal Hell
Thanks, Hon.