Does anyone have the second part to this?

does anyone have the second part to this?
also sexual experiences thread

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Anyone care for childhood stories?

You have to greentext.

lets hear it

Pshh I know that. Been working up with some OC just gonna start dumping if anyone wants.

Then go my friend.

Good dog. Hopefully those chinks won't boil it alive.

I posted it on your last thread where you asked

i never asked for the first part...
but thanks!

Alright before I start posting just wanna get this out of the way. I started writing this a few months ago just in short bursts with Zoey. I felt like writing this out because Zoey and I had a few friends that wanted something more condensed. So we are working on it together just as a very small hobby. (We aren't done writing it yet. 100% percent open to suggestions and comments.

A little backstory won't hurt.

>I grew up in a small corner of Salt lake city barely edging the surrounding woods. Our neighborhood wasn’t at all loud, but we weren’t secluded. Mostly some speed bumps here and there to keep teenagers from racing, but never any stop lights. You would go to the grocery store and know everyone by name, or else they were visiting.

>The majority of my childhood I spend with friends or shoveling snow piles during the winter, and occasionally visiting relatives across seas. In no way we upper-class, but we didn’t spend as much as others since only my Mom and I living together in that house. Except for Zoey.

>Now I’ve known Zoey all my life having had her as a next door neighbor since I twenty two days old. We’ve always been inseparable doing everything together. Our childhoods were so mixed it’s hard to describe without mentioning Zoey as a sidekick.

>Our adventures consisted of exploring our small Utah neighborhood, late night patrols at the nearby park and camping out in our backyards during warm summer nights. Our families were very close with each other, we were often bathed together as toddlers. She felt like a sibling never as a friend, and she would express it the herself the same way.

>It never went to the extreme of calling each other brother and sister, but we felt completely natural just being around each other. Hell it was easier for our parents just telling people we were related, than saying we were good friends.

Oh weird timing then. Someone else posted asking for the exact same thing like an hour ago.

>We didn’t look that different either way, so there wasn’t much of a divide aspect wise. She had a lighter face, and shiny black hair going down to her shoulder blades. Brown eyes that would appear hazel during summer nights and a thin frame and body.

>Since puberty hadn’t hit yet we were the roughly the same height if not me being a tad taller. The only drastic differences between us were my 2 scars on my cheeks, and my slightly darker skin tone. Everything else looked pretty on par while we grew up, until I turned out to be a foot taller than her during and after high school.

>To say we did everything together is an understatement, during primary school the early bird would get up and race to the other’s house, wake them up, and eat breakfast at whoevers family was assigned that day: It was just normal.

>After school we would walk back home, and spend the rest of the day together goofing off either in the woods or nearby park. If it wasn’t a school night then we would stay at each other's house and share a bed together. During the summer. a bed would be sleeping bags, a makeshift tent over our heads, and small fire being contained by surrounding rocks. Rinse and repeat for as long as I can remember.

>Things had stayed relatively normal between us, but as we got older we started developing ourselves very quickly. I found out what pornography was with the help of the family computer, and showed Zoey when our parents were out.

>We cringed and wondered what they were doing, but we just kept staring at the screen as it somewhat hypnotized us. We knew it was wrong, altho we had almost no knowledge of it’s meaning.

>We were around seven years old and it only lasted for a maximum of ten seconds before getting spooked off the pop-up ridden site, but it stays so vivid in our minds that I can recall the color of the actress’s hair all the way down to the furniture she was getting pounded on. We rest of our day was spent playing with the hose outside, and watching The Jungle Book before bed.

>Two years passed, and it gradually built up our curiosity. At the age of Nine we started getting increasingly more curious about each other, and that all sparked during one of her mother's summer parties. Susie -Zoey’s sister had just been born a few weeks before, and the family threw a small party in the living room.

>We had gotten increasingly bored after hanging around with the adults upstairs, and headed downstairs to her room right below the party. Loud chatter and music echoed in her room, as we felt the vibrations of footsteps upstairs. Her room was a tad messy with some shirts on the floor and colorful socks scattered around. We sat down on her bed and started up her Gamecube, we had played Kirby’s Air Ride more times than I can count having the melody of Townsquare with a persistent beeping ringing in my head as I wrote this.

>The heat in the room was stifling; well over 90 degrees due to the old age of the house mixed with our sweat from getting excited while playing. We took a break to cool off and I started taking off my jacket, shoes and white socks.

>Apparently she had the same idea, as when I turned back from lifting my jacket over my head I spotted her in the corner of the room fully undressing herself into her bright pink and purple pajamas.

>I couldn’t help but stare since I'd never felt this feeling voyeur before, my pants slowly starting to feel tighter as my heartbeat began to run. She was completely nude having her pink skin glossy with sweat, and hair uncontrollably gripping her nape. She bent over pulling up her pants from the floor giving me a front row seat--It was then that she caught me. I immediately felt my cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.

>“Give me a minute so I can change, then we can go back and play”. Embarrassed having been caught, I quickly went back to the bed. A few seconds later, I felt Zoey sink the bed next to me, quietly laying on her stomach shifting as to get comfortable.

>We played a few more games and by that time we’d gotten bored again. I didn’t dare look back at her, as my cheeks had only gotten redder as I shifted around perverse thoughts.

>Having the heat of the room smothering us. We laid together on the bed and talked about school, during which we continued hearing footsteps upstairs. While on the topic of other students in class she said, “How do you like my new pajamas, I planned to show them off for Sleep-in Thursday”, an event in which you dress up in pajamas to get points against the other grades as a fundraiser.

>“They look nice” I replied, a little too quickly showing my steaming cheeks. There was an awkward silence. The heat of the room still slowly rising as I could see beads of sweat on her forehead. “Why did you turn away so quickly, when you watched me put on my pj’s” she asked curiously. “I don’t know” I said clearly blushing , “you looked very pretty and I felt weird looking at you” I frowned and turned the other way.

>She jabbed my back ribs a few times before sitting up. “Come on get up! I’m bored and there’s nothing to do.” Quickly rotating towards her I said “ Alright then what do you want to do?” having thought I escaped the situation.

>She looked around the room and quickly pounced on top of me pinning my hands down on to her sheets. “Lets fight!”, she said keeping me restraint with a playful grin. I quickly turned my hips to knock her off her balance making her hit the edge of the bed.

ya'll better not be touching yourselfs at two 8-9 year olds messing around

>I quickly turned my hips to knock her off her balance slamming her to the edge of the bed. I stayed there catching my breath, as the heat itself made moving around a dense chore. She got up slamming onto the floor and started pulling at my legs trying to make me cascade of the bed.

>I pulled sheets and cover off as I descended on my trek, I Laid down on the carpeted floor letting it soak up all moisture from my back she proclaimed “You won’t get back on my bed so easily now!” ending with a expression of game on her face, but just as much exhaustion and panting as me.

>I sprung up viciously trying to re-secure my spot on the bed with only a 60 pound girl blocking my entrance.

no touching here, no siree

>Zoey’s eyes widened and her heartbeat began thumping the bed up and down. “I’ve seen movies where people kiss and lay down together, it’s something my parents don’t want me to see, they always seem to cover my eyes during those scenes.”

>Her eyes ever so slow wandered past my gaze and onto my chest, visibly I could see my heart racing as her gentle hands laid upon me. Feeling as if I would explode from the innocent young sexual heat or the regular harsh heat from the room.

>I quickly I lunged at her pressing my hand around her hot sticky face. Locking lips with her would be an understatement, we went from rubbing our lips together to having the sloppiest french kissing in my life. We effortlessly tried to recreate kissing scenes that I’ve seen on Tv.

>She pulled away, not due to the event that took place, but simply to catch her breath. I placed my hand on her chest feeling her heart thumping like a drum. Her breasts not developed in the slightest, her nipples felt perky as I dragged my hand across her chest.

>Slowly inserting my hand into her buttoned shirt feeling her hot sticky torso, reaching for her metal bead nipples. I felt a small solid bump on her chest and she faintly twitched, starting to breath faster, pulling me into her mouth, she began taking the lead with small smooches. In between each kiss we would exhale hot air in front of us and inhale it back in hoping it was somehow made cooler.

Support bump while I read OP

Damn I got meme'd hard-d-d-d I didn't know it had a different Preview picture lol.

>I quickly I lunged at her pressing my hand around her hot sticky face. Locking lips with her would be an understatement, we went from rubbing our lips together to having the sloppiest french kissing in my life. We effortlessly tried to recreate kissing scenes that I’ve seen on Tv.

>She pulled away, not due to the event that took place, but simply to catch her breath. I placed my hand on her chest feeling her heart thumping like a drum. Her breasts not developed in the slightest, her nipples felt perky as I dragged my hand across her chest. Slowly inserting my hand into her buttoned shirt feeling her hot sticky torso, reaching for her metal bead nipples.

>I felt a small solid bump on her chest and she faintly twitched, starting to breath faster, pulling me into her mouth, she began taking the lead with small smooches. In between each kiss we would exhale hot air in front of us and inhale it back in hoping it was somehow made cooler.

>We continued for what felt like an eternity dripping moisture from our glistening starved faces. Zoey softly pushed herself away, as a thin thread of saliva broke off from our lips and crashing back onto my steamed cheeks. I felt the tremors of how shaky her arms were as she struggled getting even a few inches off of my chest.

>We both helped each other up maintaining our lips locked, as if it were a contest having the loser call it quits and ruining the night. My hands were no longer trying to be stealthy as they were already attempting to cup her breasts. She let go of my torso and crossed her arms grabbing the bottom of her blouse.

>In one quick swoop she had relieved her mosquito bitted breasts placing them on display above me. Sweat beads cascaded down her body giving her a rich glow as the ceiling light casted a shadow above me. I reached my arms around her bottom pulling her into me. Moving one of my arms up to her shoulders, and keeping the other around her hip I began gently running my lips around her open chest.
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I'm not done editing the rest of it yet, but I should be done with part 1 tonight.
Ya'll can keep track on this google docs, and I'll keep posting parts in thread when done editing them.
docs.google.com/document/d/1o7qKOczjCsJKxYpH41bGPJwevnBY77edXZTzhkM-wJY/edit?usp=sharing

See ya boys there!

a very sweet story with a nice ending. thanks

>A looming threat was still constantly being heard, as the adults drunkenly paraded upstairs. Feeling increasingly more nervous whenever someone would stray to close to the staircase leading towards us, to the point of freezing up and using the little time we had to catch our breaths.

>Even if the chances of getting caught were low, we kept our clothes at dash distance. Stomps upstairs got mistaken for heartbeats in the mix of things. My lips slid up and down her torso, as my tongue poked around every so often. She was visibly shaking in heat, steadily I caressed her head closer to mine and resumed our youthful naive kissing.

>Our bare chests rubbed against each others, and whenever there was a movement near her nipples she would twitch and breathe heavy for a few seconds.

Post so thread don't die

Fuck
The story was great but the ending was too real
Now I feel empty inside

>That pic
What the shit

Got it from Sup Forums a few days ago, and I have an auto image opener so I didn't see the thumbnail lol. Posting another slide in a few.

Man, I didn't ask for these feels.

>My hips began arching towards hers, and she pressed back. I had already been hard for the entire duration of our fiasco, but I had forgotten about it not really knowing what to do with it. I slowly began grinding bending my hips back and forth, swaying like an ocea-
*Thump* *Thump*
>We Froze in place, Someone had stepped on the first stair and didn’t move. Five seconds later they stepped off the stair, and headed to what seemed the bathroom after some gibberish from between two adults.
>We looked at each other’s eyes and worried how far we had unknowingly taken it. She slowly unsaddled me taking my hand while we moved off the bed. We stood apart from each other, having our bare feet on the thick hot carpet.

>In an instant a raw feeling push us together as we frantically picked off the rest of our clothing scattering it throughout the floor.

Anyone gonna screencap dogeman's story?

Wrong pic, sorryyyyyy.

bumping for gay

Is the thread over :*(

>In an instant a raw feeling push us together as we frantically picked off the rest of our clothing scattering it throughout the floor. We pushed ourselves back onto the soaked mattress, and fondled around in the sheets with our hands. Kissing quickly resumed as our hands got lost on route with no destination.

>She laid next to me as her thin dark hair had flowed down to the middle of her chest, and deep hazel eyes punctured mine as we played around under the sheets never looking away. Blood racing from my frantically beating heart into a growing erection. Our gazes continuing to stay unbroken, We had completely embraced each other having full skin contact as she climbed on top of me. Smooth hands raced around our bodies exploring places we’ve never felt before, my erection firmly pinned in between her plush, silky thigh gap.

>Zoey and I just laid there together for no more than ten minutes completely embraced in our arms, tired and thirsty but keeping a tight enough grip onto each other. Noticeably the party's energy upstairs started dying down.

>We both didn’t want to get up, and her hand squeezed mine at the thought. The adults upstairs has started saying goodbye with more muffled gibberish.

Trying to do this as fast as I can

>Kirby Air Ride.

Hell yeah!

>I gave her the last kiss of the night, and she returned it with a smile on her blushing pink face. We both started getting dressed again looking around piece by piece, quickly she pressed herself up against my bare back squeezing as hard as she could and whispered "I can't stop touching you...I don’t want you to go". I stood there shook unable to move,

>Slowly turning around I noticed she hasn’t even begun dressing herself yet alone have any intentions too. I pulled her close to my chest tightly hugging her, and let all my emotions spill out, a trembling “I love you” was all I could muster out. Embracing her was difficult, knowing that we would go to bed later tonight wondering what just happened, wondering why we felt this way all of a sudden, and why we couldn’t express our feelings any other way.

>Suddenly we started hearing footsteps going down the stairs! Frantically we detached ourselves from another and began looking for clothing scattered all around the room. The steps were mere moments away from catching our night filled with curiosity and lust. As we quickly finished dressing ourselves we both looked up at each other, witnessing her bright pink face filled with such anguish and agony, made me feel dread for having to leave her.

>The door to her room opened up without warning as we still faced each other in front of a running gamecube system. “Come on Spencer we have to leave” said my mother in a quiet tone. “Ye- ...Yeah. I’m coming” I replied still facing Zoey. My Mom turned towards Zoey saying goodnight and kissing her hot forehead thanking us for having us over, as she walked out of the room.

>I turned and walked towards the door frame with the looming feeling I was being watched carefully. I slowly glanced back seeing Zoey where I was standing just moments ago, tears forming in her eyes…

>I ran up to her, hugged her tight as we both took a deep breath of sorrow and I quietly whispered “love you goodnight” and spun around towards the steps, feeling completely heartbroken.

>But as I took my first step on the stairs, I slowly noticed that my left foot was wearing a bright pink and purple fuzzy sock. I didn’t sleep that night.

Alright that's the end of part 1. A small introduction of what I have planned out. Last time I felt the urge to write new stuff I was at part 4 where we camped out for 2 weeks in oregon when we were 16.

If you guys would like more I'd suggest sticking around to this Doc and following the posts It'll have. I'll also post in wincest threads and early sex stories threads when bored.

Nice story user. Comes off as an exaggerated non-fiction, but I believe most of it.

I really enjoyed that! :)

When it comes to the details of what happened. I rely more of what Zoey tells me then I just write it down. If there was a bit emphasis on sweat and shaking it's because she remembers a lot about it. But that was well over 10-ish years ago.

We work on it together piece by piece when bored, or use it for foreplay.

No problem user. We have a ton of stories saved up while we're growing up. I'd like to dump them all out, but I'll never stay that committed or have enough time too. Thanks again!

I know right!
We would do anything for it to get re-released onto the switch.

80 years from now, so many games won't be remembered because they didn't get remakes for current audiences. I hope that game isn't one of them.

MAKING AN IMAGE OF SHIBA POSTER's STORY KEEP THREAD ALIVE FOR 3 MORE MINUTES

Sir yes sir!

I just told this one in a "secrets thread"
When i was 8 my sister (14) started using me to eat her out, eat her ass, suck her nipples, etc.
This continued for years. As i got older i learned more and more that it was wrong. She would call me in whenever she was mad, sad, or just bored. Usually the same thing, I'd eat her out, she give me a handjob, she'd sit on my face, the farthest we'd go is anal with a condom.
Now I'm 21 with a gf, my sister is married, and yet we still mess around about once or twice a week.
I learned techniques from messing with my sister that i use in my gf and she loves them.
Hell just tonight i slept with my gf and ate out my sister within the same hour.
I know it's morally wrong, but hey, I'm loving it.

Here we go bois

pls continue

I'm taking a break tonight, I'll be done with part 2 and post it on Doc's later this week

Bookmarked the doc. Good story.