1. Confessions of a Buttsniffer


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: True Story, Anal, Erotica, First Time, Girls domination, Incest, Male / Female Teens, Male / Females, Reluctance, School, Teen Female/Boy, Young, Author: bryanll, Rating: 62.5, Source: sexstories.com

    and black. They had the beauty of movie stars except that theirs was all natural. I'm sure you've already guessed that Brenna had the most perfect butt imaginable. She had slender and boyish hips and her bottom round and full and it seemed to stand up higher than most. I was in awe and often felt that everyone in the world should kneel behind her and pay homage to the most beautiful schoolgirl butt on earth. It should be mounted on one of the faces at Mt. Rushmore. Brenna didn't talk much. Bobby talked all of the time while she watched through eyes that were soulful and seemed like pools of deep mystery. Her smiles were sometimes playful and other times mischievious. The first time I began to realize how crazy Bobby could be was one day when a bunch of us were playing a game outdoors. Bobby said something weird and one of the older boys said, “Kiss my ass!!!” Bobby said, “Okay.” The boy turned and asked, “What?” We all thought Bobby was just messing around, that is, until he responded, “You said to kiss your ass and I said 'okay'.” The older boy said, “You want to kiss my ass?” The older boy approached him, turned around, bent over, pointed to the seat of his jeans and said, “Okay then, kiss my ass!” The rest of us still thought Bobby was joking, but he put his face in the older boy’s rear-end and planted about 10 quick kisses before the older boy pulled away cursing and calling him a faggot. Bobby laughed. Brenna smiled. Kissing that boy's ass did nothing to quell rumors ...
    that Bobby was gay and giving blowjobs to the older high school boys. I never knew for sure. Then, one evening as the sun was setting, the three of us were sitting in the huge school yard away from the school buildings. Bobby was saying more of his random and silly things while Brenna sat on the grass and we laughed at Bobby's craziness. To this day, I can see what Brenna was wearing. She had an oval-neck cotton top and white/tan denim jeans. Even in those simple things, she looked sooooooooo good! I had seen her walking during the school day and--wow!--what an amazing schoolgirl butt! So, even though she was sitting on the grass I knew what her ass was like encased in those snug white/tan jeans. After awhile, Bobby began talking about dogs and how they got on top of each other and did "that funny thing." We were very young. I didn't know why dogs did that and I suspect Bobby and Brenna didn't either. It just seemed funny and crazy to watch and it obviously fascinated Bobby. What happened next will sound far-fetched but it is a memory so vivid that I can describe it exactly. Bobby’s face took on a familiar random-rascal expression before he said, “Bryan, you should do what doggies do.” I was instantly confused. What did he mean? I glanced at Brenna but her expression offered no clues. I asked what he meant and he said, “You know—what doggies do. You should do that. Brenna will let you.” I looked at her again, still not knowing what he was saying. Her eyes didn't stray. They ...
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