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My name is Carla Jenkinson. I am 32 and a stay-at-home mum looking after two small children. What I want to tell you about happened to me five years ago when my life was very different.
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Occasionally we'd humor them, but since we outed them 10 girls to 3 boys, they rarely got to play "boy" games. Pam had some more questions for me.
The spanking game
Pamela went to work on him as calmly as if she were undressing a doll. This was entirely different. When I saw Sally's brother's penis, it was little. It felt kind of rubbery, but hot. Henderson over the other side of town to pick up her car. Whatever game Pamela wanted to play all the other kids would play. Initially, she said "no. It felt so funny in my hands.
In fact, she often played "mom" when we played house which we did almost all the time, much to the dismay of the boys who would prefer more "manly" games like cops and robbers. I touched it like I saw Pam touch it. I asked Pam, "What's this stuff? I had no intention of going away.
Sally’s game day spanking
I was scared, I was afraid we broke game. In the brief moments when Pam let go of it, I could see that it was now story enough to stand up all by itself. I nodded, "Sally Henderson and me saw her little brother make pee when we were in the game grade," I proudly announced. I didn't need a second invitation. Matt's eyes were closed as if by squeezing them shut, he could make us go away. Among other things, Matt received a policeman's kit which contained a nightstick, a badge, a toy gun, a pair of toy handcuffs, a flashlight, and an assortment of small items that a policeman might carry.
When I got a chance to handle his penis on my own, I noticed something else; when I rubbed it, it jerked. I remember the day very well; it was Matt's 11th birthday. Matt merely whimpered. I was surprised by what I saw. It was hard, yet squishy. This was fun! Pam continued, "Did you do anything with it? Pam and I sat there in silence for a couple of minutes looking at a prime piece of boy anatomy. She told him, "You stand here. Not that there was all that much boy to go spanking anyway. Naturally, he was spanking in playing with his new toys and pestered us girls.
Matt, the oldest, was only 11, his brother Ed was 5, and one of my friends, Emily had a 5-year-old brother as well. And every now and then, a drop or two of this "sperm" came story. Pam directed Matt to a bench in the basement. Both of us just sort of jiggled it around making it harder and harder and redder and redder.
In a couple of minutes I heard Matt give out a grunt. Part of it was because I was doing something new.
My first spanking party
If this is something that offends you, then please leave now. I was sure she was up to something. To say I was fascinated is an understatement. I knew it was going to be more than just cops and robbers. Matt followed me, and Pam brought up the rear.
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So, I played with it like this for a while. She was barely 13, but to a year-old like me she seemed like an adult.
Then Pam had an idea. We were going to see Matt's "thing. We have some questions to ask you. I don't know if Sally's brother had those, all we saw was his penis coming out of his fly. I was curious as all heck about this thing boys carry around between their legs. All of a sudden, I noticed that my fingers were wet. I couldn't tell if he was complaining or enjoying it.
She opened up his belt, undid the button on his jeans, and pulled the zipper down. It is yet another story inspired by a drawing by Ann. In this case however, I deviated from the script she suggested. Pam reached out and started squeezing it and rolling it around in her fingers. I saw his thing. Even Pam was scared as she said, "Oh my God!
It was hot and slippery. Also he had a couple of things hanging down underneath in the back.
The pants simply slid down to his knees. I thought for a second that Matt had peed on them, but when I put them to my nose to sniff it, it didn't smell like pee.
All at the same time. Pam looked at me and gave me a wink and a smile. He put it back in his fly, and that's the last time either of us me for sure had seen a penis. Part I The Diddlin' Pamela was the oldest kid on the block. Diddlin' Preface: There is no other name this story could have.
I giggled. Apparently it could do things other than pee. It means that he likes what we're doing to him. Now I won't be so late.
This story features the masturbation of a boy by two girls and a young girl getting spanked. She slapped the handcuffs on him. You try it. With that, she pulled down his underpants! All us kids were invited to his birthday party.
I watched as Matt's penis grew before my eyes. Matt's penis was much larger than his pinkie.
It was clear, and it was slippery. I knew for a fact we didn't "do anything;" all we did was watch him pee. Her word was practically law, and the other kids sort of looked at her as a second mother. I was giggling and having a ball!
A girl's quest for satisfaction!
I didn't care what it was, all I knew was that I was having fun. Pam and I helped Matt's mom clean up after the party.
None of us were interested in playing unless Pam was also going to play. At the same time, all this white stuff came spurting out the end of his penis. I sat down on the bench and wrapped both my legs around his leg to hold him in place and keep him from walking off. It almost looked like a pinkie sticking out. A bigger part was because I was doing something naughty or forbidden. It's all part of police procedure. It became bigger and stiffer.