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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 48
my baby sitter did a number on me from young right up to age 13 when I could stay at home and watch my little brother.
She had a baby the same as as me, so she breast fed me and her own baby as well. She breast fed me up to age 8 when mom had stopped around age 3 when her milk dried up. By age 8 I did not care for the milk and wanted the good jug milk.
Then she kept me in from playing with the other kids for punishment. Then when I ask what I could do to go play, she opened her legs and showed me what and where to suck. Then how to suck and for how long. When she would climax she would guide my head and pull me off when she was finished. She would want me feeling her breast while doing this.
I did know I got extra cookies and treats, special treatment that I liked. Then she wanted other things including my entire hand up inside of her while i sucked on her. Where to rub my fingers and how fast, she used my arm like a sex toy most of the time. That might be what helped me start puberty very very early.
She noticed my erections, she handed them orally as a treat for me. That was her way of keeping me quiet. Along with treats. The year before I was allowed to stay at home she did everything to make me want to spend time at her house. She had sex with me and made it an adventure. She still had her milk since she had breast fed other children and babies. I was the only one she had preforming sex acts with her, I had no idea who took my place when I left.
My first sex was a girl who lived by our neighborhood ball field. In a poorly built woods fort she undressed and the bottom half looked a lot like that woman. This and long frame, except for the breast I knew what to do. This girl was very tight when I penetrated her, that unlike the baby sitter. All that experience did not go me any harm I guess. I made that girl fall in love with me. So in love she would climb out of her bedroom at night, walk two miles to my house and climb into me bedroom window. She would do anything i ask how i ask for as long as I ask. Then climb back out and walk back home.
I think of that woman and that girl now and then.
She had a baby the same as as me, so she breast fed me and her own baby as well. She breast fed me up to age 8 when mom had stopped around age 3 when her milk dried up. By age 8 I did not care for the milk and wanted the good jug milk.
Then she kept me in from playing with the other kids for punishment. Then when I ask what I could do to go play, she opened her legs and showed me what and where to suck. Then how to suck and for how long. When she would climax she would guide my head and pull me off when she was finished. She would want me feeling her breast while doing this.
I did know I got extra cookies and treats, special treatment that I liked. Then she wanted other things including my entire hand up inside of her while i sucked on her. Where to rub my fingers and how fast, she used my arm like a sex toy most of the time. That might be what helped me start puberty very very early.
She noticed my erections, she handed them orally as a treat for me. That was her way of keeping me quiet. Along with treats. The year before I was allowed to stay at home she did everything to make me want to spend time at her house. She had sex with me and made it an adventure. She still had her milk since she had breast fed other children and babies. I was the only one she had preforming sex acts with her, I had no idea who took my place when I left.
My first sex was a girl who lived by our neighborhood ball field. In a poorly built woods fort she undressed and the bottom half looked a lot like that woman. This and long frame, except for the breast I knew what to do. This girl was very tight when I penetrated her, that unlike the baby sitter. All that experience did not go me any harm I guess. I made that girl fall in love with me. So in love she would climb out of her bedroom at night, walk two miles to my house and climb into me bedroom window. She would do anything i ask how i ask for as long as I ask. Then climb back out and walk back home.
I think of that woman and that girl now and then.
