STUFFED ON THANKSGIVING
It’s almost that time of year again, Thanksgiving Day.
It’s been nearly forty years and I still remember that
day when I was f******n going on fifteen. As the day
grows closer I will make the trip up into the attic,
rummage thru the old trunk retrieving my worn out diary
I kept as a teenager. Again I will fumble thru the
ragged yellow pages till arriving at the one with a
folded edge. Emotions will rise while reading the entry
for Thanksgiving Day and the day after. What they say
about a girl never forgetting her first time is true.
It’s a cherished memory tucked away in the back of a
That is the day I got stuffed, just like a turkey,
overstuffed with both good food and good dick. Looking
back it was one of the most electrifying days in my
life with only my wedding and the birth of my c***dren
ranking higher. Thanksgiving Day itself will come and
go but I will always have those recollections to look
The dairy is not complete but it communicates the
essentials. As I start to read it I drift back in time.
The only entry for the day itself went like this;
Thanksgiving Day 1967, mom woke me early to help out.
Everyone will be at our house this year. Oh how I hate
it. Mom had me put that sticky bread mixture into the
turkey and set the table. Aunt Mabel called to say she
will be late. Supposed to eat at two but now it will be
four. Then they will be drinking the rest of the night.
I will be stuck taking care of the brats. Cousin Rob is
bringing a friend; maybe I can hangout with them.
The next entry was on Friday describing in a condensed
version of what went down. This is what essentially
took place. We did indeed eat at four o’clock and it
was a feast. The adults ate in the dining room but I
was banished along with the other young brood to the
kitchen table. Rob had matured since last year, a real
good looking guy and his friend Peter wasn’t so bad
himself. We were the oldest, the rest were all under
twelve. When desert came out dad let us have a glass of
wine, my first drink other than a sip here and there.
Rob, Peter and I were able to slip away from the rest
leaving the younger k**s to fend themselves.
About ten o’clock Uncle Billy had too much to drink and
mom let me know that he would be sl**ping over for the
night. Mom gave instructions to find a place for Rob
and Peter to sl**p. After some negotiating I convinced
her it would be ok if they slept on the floor in
sl**ping bags in my room. She was doubtful but didn’t
make a case out of it. It was cool, we had the hi-fi
going listening to Happy Together, Groovin' by the
Young Rascals, The Monkees and a bunch of others 45’s.
With their sl**ping bags spread out I went downstairs
making some left over turkey sandwiches, grabbing some
deserts and headed upstairs for a tranquil night.
About midnight the rowdiness started to quiet down from
the adults, we were getting sl**py and figured it was a
good time turn in. The prudish and righteous person I
was, I went into the closet to change into a pair of
cotton pajamas. I wasn’t the most attractive girl at
f******n but I wasn’t for the most part nasty either. I
had just started to get the right curves on my body
although still having a few pounds of baby fat left
over. Boys at school were beginning to notice me giving
a chance for a few encounters with them but nothing
serious up till now.
The two boys were already under wraps when I came out.
I immediately propelled myself onto the queen bed. As
we exchanged chitchat Peter seemed to be drifting off.
Rob made a move onto the beds bottom. This didn’t
bother me at all. Not even when he stretched out almost
laying alongside me. With only a dim nightlight I
admired his good looks and the muscular body under the
tee shirt. Although he was older I felt we were the
same. It was quiet for a time when Rob rolled onto his
side facing me. We assumed Peter was fast asl**p since
he hadn’t said a word for awhile.
Initially I was taken back when Rob moved in closer,
not disturbed but still a little anxious. I was a wee
bit self conscious, my life to that point was not the
most adventurous, sure I’d been with a few boys but a
little smooching was my limit. Rob took me by surprise
giving me the slightest kiss on my forehead. If my
parents knew that I had a boy on my bed there would
have been hell to pay. Considering kissing him back I
was walking on shaky ground into unknown territory.
Before I could decide he answered for me.
His kiss on the forehead went onto my nose, to my
cheeks until our lips were meshed together. We kissed
for a few minutes before breaking apart. Laying so
close to this older hunk was out of this world. Time
seemed to stop as we kissed back and forth. He taught
me graciously how to french-kiss letting his wet tongue
slide into my lips swirling around mine. It was me who
ultimately put my arm around his shoulders cautiously
pulling him. It was when his lips trailed off towards
my neck that startled me.
Rob’s nibbling between my ear and neck left me
breathless causing sensations of passion never felt
before. In the diffused glow of the light a figure
appeared to sit upon the foot of the bed. “What are you
guys up to?” Uneasy at first Rob explained to Peter how
we were just kissing. Instead of being embarrassed and
taking a time out I found it fascinating that he was
watching us. Rob was still uptight until I initiated
another kiss that seemed to settle him down. As we
started again I became aware of a form sinking into the
mattress behind my stretched out body. Ignoring him,
while totally engaged sucking his tongue, Rob’s hand
came around my upper body drawing me in.
Feeling the warmth of his body against mine, his lips
on my neck, Rob’s fingers started to dance on top of my
shoulder blades. Welcoming me with both arms I become
conscious of a something poking at my leg. Having never
seen a boys dick either soft or hard I could only
visualize in my mind this thing bumping my thigh.
Taking his cue I pushed back at the lump. Together we
rocked against each other. It was obvious I was
pleasing him from the small groans escaping from his
throat. At first I thought it was Robs fingers on the
back of my neck, then I grasped it was Peter who was
pulling my hair off my shoulders onto the pillow.
Replacing his finger with lips sent vibrations deep
down my spine awakening new desires and cravings that
ached for release. Frightened at first but calming down
I was loving the pleasures the two boys were providing.
Rob was now tracing figure eights on my upper thigh
while Peter’s kisses went lower onto my back as he
positioned his hand on my side advancing towards my
breasts. I was a mess, just like a bowl of Jell-O, I
knew deep inside I was doing wrong but something else
was saying I was doing right. My thoughts were confused
and jumbled, almost feeling ashamed of what was taking
place. I jerked backward as he touched my tit but the
idea of stopping either of them never surfaced, not
even when he slipped a hand between the buttons of my
pajamas placing his palm against my tit.
Pushing me back flat on the bed Rob pulled at the
buttons as Peter continued circling my nipple weakening
me further. Downward went his face sucking in my nipple
twisting his tongue around it. With my eyes shut tight
a small commotion was taking place. Then I felt Rob
poking his dick at me again but this time it was
covered only with his underpants with the heat of his
bare chest alongside my arm. Wandering around my
stomach his hand was going downward. I clasped my legs
tightly around his hand the second it touched my pussy,
now I was doing the rocking alone. I’m sure he felt the
warmth and moist I was giving off. Stretching my legs
apart I placed a leg over each of theirs. Spread wide
Rob would slide a finger through the outline of my slit
causing more dampness in the cloth of my panties.
Then they each had a hand between my open legs
caressing me until I was ready to explode. Without any
effort I accepted the removal of the pajamas leaving me
almost naked for the moment. Yet again when coached I
raised up for the removal of my top. Just when I
thought I couldn’t take anymore they both sucked a
nipple into their mouths. Hidden within my body
somewhere I felt release, my body made small bounding
motions from the bed as I let out a long soft murmur.
Fingers stroked my pussy thru my thin panties as I had
my first mini-orgasm. In no way was it full blown but
to someone f******n it was mind crushing if not body
shattering. Sensing my climax they backed off allowing
me to savor my newly acquired gift.
Wanting to satisfy them as well, instinctively I
reached for their dicks. Through the sheer cotton
material I could feel something long and solid, when
reaching for Peters it wasn’t as long but wide.
Overwhelmed with the size I could not understand how
something like this could ever fit inside a woman.
Pulling each of the briefs out placing my hand inside I
found Rob’s dick to be nice and smooth. Peters had this
extra skin at the top which would slide up and down
over the tip. Being a quick learner I found sliding my
hand up the span of the flesh was making them happy.
Rob pulled me away from Peter onto my side stretching
my upper leg over his. Nuzzling tightly beside me his
naked cock pushed within my legs.
Not frightened but certainly having butterflies soaring
around inside when I felt the tip of his dick brush
along my pussy. While Rob was pulling aside the crotch
of my panties Peter was busy rubbing the cheeks of my
ass. I knew it was going to happen, as Rob jabbed
upwards the head of his dick would miss it target
sliding up over my clit, then it connected, he was
going to put it in. With his hands roaming my ass Peter
pulled my undies down forcing Rob’s dick out. Then they
were hanging around one ankle.
I could feel Peter’s dick poking at the crack of my ass
as Rob tried again to borrow in. Wedged tightly between
the two I was becoming overwhelmed with their
attention. Peter’s dick was well oiled as it slid along
my cheeks. Robs dick had found its target, ever so
slowly he pressed forward as we became one. No pain
except for a small discomfit when he robbed me of my
cherry. Soon it became paradise as I became accustomed
to his physical attack.
Like a gentlemen he would slowly withdraw and then re-
insert himself over and over again. Peter’s slippery
dick was persistent as it rode within my crevice. I was
at my limit, I couldn’t take any more. Rob reached
around pulling me f***efully into him. Holding me
firmly against his body I felt his dick go in further
than before, then a strange feeling in my womb as he
began to pulse. I had the feeling of being flooded as
he unloaded his orgasm deep inside. My inner thigh
became wet from leaking cum as it oozed out around his
shaft. As Rob slowed his rhythm Peter’s dick settled
itself down but to my surprise it too started to spew
out globs of cum coating my rear end.
All three of us stayed in that arrangement for a fairly
long time in our after glow. I could feel their cum
start to cool against my warm flesh as it dribbled
away. I didn’t really want to wipe away the stuff.
Finally we relaxed as the two boys tenderly played with
I had dozed off from the actions then awoke to a finger
being pressed into my cunt. Then he was straddling my
hips. Even in the dim light I was getting an up close
look at Peter’s dick. Moving bit by bit upwards I
believe he wanted me to suck on his hard-on. It was
beyond my thoughts to even imagine doing that. Wrapping
both hands around his dick, pulling the foreskin
backward I worked the end of it causing transparent
fluids to leak out. His breathing became heavy in short
gasps. I was unaware he was about to cum. Rapidly
moving down falling between my legs he gave a violent
thrust forward plunging his dick into my cunt. Seconds
later after several powerful thrusts and a prolonged
whimper escaped he ejected sperm into my waiting pussy.
I was exhausted; looking at the alarm clock I was
stunned to find we had been at it for over two hours.
Drifting off to sl**p all I could think about was what
had just happened. It was still dark outside when I
awoke about six. My moving around caused Rob to come
around. Still naked from the earlier episode I was
amazed at how small his dick was, a mere puppy dog
compared to the a****l it had been when it stole my
virginity. Resting my head on his chest as he stroked
my hair I felt him urging it down.
A few hours ago I had no intent on doing Peter but now
it was different. Kissing my way to his dick I began to
lap his soft flesh before sucking it in my mouth.
Startled at how quickly it became a solid piece of meat
and uncertain of how to proceed I held it motionless
while letting my tongue tease the glans. Then a thought
came to mind of how it would spew out a payload of
spunk causing me release it.
Pushing me onto my back before crawling on top of me
Rob poked his dick around my hole. My cunt was still
awash with seed from the previous events allowing him
to easily slide entirely in. Again he was kind, taking
his time fucking me, never rough of forcible. It seemed
to last for hours but in reality maybe ten minutes. As
before he pushed in as far as he could, like he wanted
his seed to go deep, he wanted to get me pregnant; to
make sure his cum would have a chance. At a standstill
his dick throbbed disposing of its sperm shooting it
directly into my cervix until it was overflowing. So
much of it squirted it seeped out around the underside
of his dick. Then it was over for both of us as we both
I came up out of the bed like a bolt. The sun was
shining directly in the window on me. I had to get the
boys out of the bed before we got caught. Sand was
still in my eyes as I tried to focus in, there she was,
my mother standing at the foot glaring at me. We were
caught now there would hell to pay.
Both boys were gone. Mom was saying something to me,
and then it became apparent “A little tired this
morning Cathy? You three must have been up awfully
late. It’s ten o’clock; you were so tired you missed
saying good-bye to everyone!”
Collapsing back onto the bed a sigh of relief came over
me, had I been dreaming or did it really happen? Then I
felt it, the sheets were so soft when I went to bed.
Now my ass and the sheets were covered with a crusty
leftover residue. I had to be sure; as Mom walked out I
groped at my pussy finding a slick slime still seeping
I went on to have sex with many boys over the next few
years but nothing ever compared to the Thanksgiving Day