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Tuesday, January 1
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Tuesday, January 1 We woke up to the smell of bacon and French toast. And coffee. Thank God for coffee. Peter was already working at the stove top. He was humming something. It sounded like Josh Turner. By the time I got out to the kitchen, Liz was sitting at the island. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail, her pajama top was open, and her panties were somewhere else, apparently. Bailey and Kristen slept in the guest room, and were the last to join us. It had been a while since Liz and I had slept with Peter in the master bedroom. I'd like to do that again. I walked over to Peter, kissed him full on the mouth. His tongue explored mine. It tasted like pussy, but I couldn't tell if it was Liz's or mine. I decided I didn't care. I kissed Liz. She tasted like pussy too. I realized that maybe the one who tasted like pussy. I guess we all did. I poured coffee. Bailey and Kristen joined us. I poured them some too, then made another pot. We moved to the kitchen table, and Peter placed a platter of bacon and French toast on the table and sat down. We recounted the night's adventures. The more we talked about it, the hornier I got. This would be the last hurrah for us for a while. Work would begin in full force tomorrow, and we needed to rest and relax today, while we could. "Does anybody have any New Year's resolutions?", Peter asked. "After last night?", Kristen said. "I resolve to live life like that more often." "It was fun, wasn't it?", Bailey said. "Fuck", Liz said, "I don't think I've ever had more orgasms. It was an orgasmic New Year's Eve." "I don't know", I said. "It seems like if we did that all the time, it would lose some of its magic." "And this coming from the horniest woman on the planet", Peter said, laughing. "You could say that about all of us", Bailey said. "What about you, Peter?", Liz said. "What resolutions do you have?" "The same as last year", Peter said. "Read more, write more, love more, laugh more." I looked at him. "As if you could love more", I said. "Are you suggesting we add another woman to the mix?" "Absolutely not!", Peter said. "Love deeper, I was thinking." We all looked at him now. Liz spoke first. "I don't know how you could love more deeply or completely", she said. "I've been a part of this family for what? A year and a half. I can tell you that I've never been loved as deeply or as completely as you love me. I think that goes for all of us. You love us each differently, the way we want to be loved, but equally deep. I don't know how you do it, but glad you chose me." Bailey took her hand. "You chose us too, you know", she said. "You're the one we caught with binoculars, watching us fuck." Liz blushed. " glad you caught me", she said. I looked over at Kristen. Tears were streaming down her face. "Are you okay?", I said. "This is so beautiful", she said. I don't even live here, and to the outside world, it would seem as if you're all fucking crazy. But being with you makes me feel special." "We love you too", Peter said. "But you have a life of your own, and you like cock." "That's true", Liz said. "I love cock too, I just happen to be happy sharing his." Kristen got up, sat on Peter's lap. He held her, fed her a piece of bacon, cupped her breast. She moaned, kissed him. "Will you fuck me before I leave?", she said, wiping her eyes. "When are you leaving?", Peter asked her. "In a little while", she said. "We have a lot to do tomorrow, and I to sort through my emotions. It's been one hell of a 24 hours." "We love you too", Bailey said. Kristen sobbed, stood up, took Peter by the hand and led him into the bedroom. We sat and looked at each other. "Have you ever known her to be emotional?", I said, looking at Bailey. "Not like that", Bailey said. "She's usually happy, upbeat, over the top sexually. But it's like something broke through for her. I like it." We could hear her moaning from the bedroom. "Let's go watch", Liz said, smiling. "You're such a fucking voyeur", I said. But we went to the bedroom anyway. Kristen was riding Peter. His hands were on her ass, his cock buried inside her. I knew that feeling well. It was a great way to start the New Year.  |
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1 post 1/2/2019 11:56 am |
It's the first blog i have read and i thought it was pretty damn good
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1/2/2019 10:57 am |
Hot sex is always a good way to start off the year!
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1/2/2019 10:56 am |
so hot
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great way to start a VERY good year!
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