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Late Night Movies (chapter 9)

Date: 11/5/2014, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: oregazm, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

I stood dumbfounded, watching her swing and when I turned back to the cart I was annoyed to see Daddy sitting in the driver’s seat. I was the driver! Mommy sat next to him and Chris clung onto the side. “Hey!” I said, clearly worried my duties had been revoked. “C’mere Bud” was all Daddy sad as he spread his legs to make room. As I settled in between them it occurred to me that this was actually much better. Driving while trying to sit was hard due to my height and this made it much easier being able to stand while pressing the gas and holding the wheel. The cart started and I made a beeline to the next closest ball. Mommy got out and grabbed a club and Daddy ran his fingers down my back as we watched her swing. I leaned back against him and felt his trapped cock pressing against my back. He got out when we got to his ball and continued, “So no matter WHAT… even if you’re mad at one of us, or ALL of us, you NEVER tell anyone else about the ‘Taboo’ things that happen… doesn’t matter if it’s one of your friends, one of their parents, a teacher, a policeman… NOBODY.” He swung and followed through then looked at me. I met his gaze with a nod. “…but ANYthing you want to know… want to try… are just curious about… you let us know, and we will answer your questions best as we can…” he hesitated then added as if he had forgot, “And you will NEVER get in trouble for a question. No matter what. If you don’t feel comfortable asking me ask your mom, if not her, your br other. We can ALL ... talk about ANYthing.” He settled back behind me. “I understand sir.” I said looking over my shoulder and he peered into my eyes intensely. I broke the contact and started driving to the next ball. The conversation went on like that, giving examples of situations that I would not be allowed to speak of the Taboo. Each of the three added their own input on fa mily and how it never changes as they putted in and we drove to the next tee, the sixth hole. Daddy lit up another of his green cigarettes and they each grabbed a beer. We heard people talking aloud as if they were yards apart from the distance but we were separated by a thick patch of trees. Nobody else was fazed except for me. They passed around the smoke and smile to one another, Mommy constantly looking from my br other to me. Daddy continued on as Mommy stepped up to swing, “If there is ever anything you want to try Bud… It’s okay to ask. We will ask you to try some things you might not think that you’d like. All we ask is that you give it a try and tell us how you feel about it. If you never want to do it again that is always an option by using your independent word…” he hesitated and I almost started to ask before he continued, “Your ‘independent word’ is your name. You are your own person Robbie and you always will be. If at any point anything is going on that you don’t want to happen you say your name. If anything hurts you say your name. If something just feels wrong you say your name. Ya got it?” “Does… Does sex ...