Straight Female / 37
Frankly I don't know what section to put this in. There is sex, and I suppose to some it is bad sex, it is about authority, which I know to some is hard to accept.
As a seven year old I heard the story of Little Red Riding Hood. My mother told me it was a story told to little girls about going out alone, because if you were alone a man would steal you and have sex with you, and when you are little it is not good for a man to have sex with you, especially a man who hides in the woods. The wolf was supposed to be the man and the wolf stole Little Red Riding Hood and took her to his lair and had sex with her.
I was not able to put away that thought, I started to play with myself and I was under ten when I would put my rear up in the air and pretend that the wolf was coming to have sex with me. I knew about my vagina and I found all sorts of things to insert in my vagina while I fantasized about the wolf. I was around twelve when I first came across my clitoris and would find the biggest thing in the house to insert in my vagina, get on my knees and bend forwards with my legs apart and masturbate my clitoris. I could reach orgasm, but if I had something big in my vagina I reached orgasm much quicker and much deeper. I would fall down on the bed and close my legs tight around the object in my vagina and sometimes it was 10 or 15 minutes before I gently took it out.
Always, I went into the dream of the wolf getting on me and slobbering on my back while he inserted his wolf dick inside of me.
I went to a friends 14th birthday party and she had a German Shepherd. I will call him Max, my fantasy name for him. He was big, really big and he looked like a wolf. I started to fantasize about Max. I would go over to her house and wrestle with him, I could put my arms around him and pull him close, I could feel his breath on me, I could get on his back and rub myself against him, and then I would go home and masturbate. When I did I could smell my friend's dog, and feel his fur against my back while I pretended that he was having sex with me.
On one of my visits, we were watching tv and Max was on the floor and his penis came out. I asked my friend if that happened often, and she said sometimes, and sometimes he would lick his penis. So we watched him to see if he would lick his penis. He didn't, but I wanted to. We got down on the floor and my friend showed me that if you rubbed his sheath thing, and were gentle he would stick his penis out, so we played with his thing, laughing at his penis. My hand around his sheath gave me deep stimulation, feeling his penis inside as he let it out and then it would pull in, I did everything I could not to just lean over and put his penis in my mouth.
That night I masturbated, I used my mother's rolling pin, which had a large handle and I could hold on to the roller part while I pretended that it was Max who was putting his penis inside of me.
I kept up my masturbation habit, went to college and returned home. At 23 I had no boy friend, I didn't care for boyfriends, but my family was desperate for me to meet someone and I was introduced to a man who a young lawyer. He was 37. Not my type at all, he was not friendly and he and I came from different backgrounds, he was a real city boy and I was small town, shit kicker type of girl. But under pressure I dated him and we go married. I had two kids.
Sex with him was boring, it was all about getting it over with, if it lasted two minutes it was because he had drank too much beer. Many times he didn't even take off my underwear, just pushed it aside did his sex and get out. I was frustrated, and about a year after my second child was born I started to masturbate again, I would take them to mother's day out and go home and masturbate. I had ordered some 'sexual aids', a penis shaped dildo about twice as big as my husband's penis, and a pair of nipple clips. I would put the nipple clips on, which hurt and burned, and then insert my fake penis and get on my knees leaning on my shoulders and with my rear up I would masturbate my clitoris with one hand and with the other I would fuck myself with my rubber penis.
One day a friend of mine, who I had met a day care, was at my house and I asked her to help me straighten out my drawers. I had forgotten about my rubber penis, and in emptying out one of the drawers we found it. I had some explaining to do, and told her I did it with that penis because my husband had a little penis and I needed to feel something more. I went on to tell her about my fixation with the wolf, and Max, and how many times I fantasized about just being taken by Max.
We got real descriptive in what I wanted from sex, how I wanted to be taken and just fucked. She was divorced and our kids were at day care, and she was holding my rubber penis and she said for me to get in position and she would use it on me and then I could use it on her. I said ok, and I got naked and got my nipple clips and put them on, and got into position and she started to really give it to me, she leaned over my back and breathed on my back, and growled, she stopped for a moment to take her shirt off and she rubbed her breasts against my back while she fucked me with my rubber penis. That is how my husband found us, me naked being fucked and she half naked fucking me.
I was divorced, I lost my kids because he accused me of being a pervert and a lesbian, and I didn't have the money to defend myself and I had to move into an apartment, he kept the kids and the house and got a nanny. I had supervised visitation.
I got a job as clerk in a car insurance agency, and met a woman who was around 40, she was latina, and we became friends. Through her I met her brother, he was around 45 and a mechanic. One Sunday afternoon I was over there and he told me to get him a beer and I told him to get it himself. The next thing I knew I was being taken to the bathroom by my ear and him calling me a puta gringa and in the bathroom he forced me on my knees and forced me to eat his cock. My husband was not an oral sex man, so I had never really done oral sex, and now I was being fucked in the mouth and my ear was being torn from my head. I went into an orgasm, I couldn't control it, he was more fucking my mouth than me giving him oral, and then he came, some in my mouth, some on my face and my hair. He called me a puta gringa and through me on the floor. I was still recovering from my orgasm, and it took me several long minutes to get cleaned up and go back out. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him and told his sister that I was a puta gringa and I liked dick.
I had found my wolf, I became his she bitch, I have bruises on my breasts and my butt, I have orgasm after orgasm, I don't have to masturbate, his unshaved face and his hot breath on me drives me crazy, he has a big dark penis, he likes to mouth fuck me which gives me an orgasm every time, and I lay on my back and he fucks me twisting my nipples in his hands until I cry. My ex-husband uses my relationship with him as an excuse to keep my kids away, and I tell him to fuck off and tell him just how my wolf fucks me and how he was never able to give me an orgasm.
As a seven year old I heard the story of Little Red Riding Hood. My mother told me it was a story told to little girls about going out alone, because if you were alone a man would steal you and have sex with you, and when you are little it is not good for a man to have sex with you, especially a man who hides in the woods. The wolf was supposed to be the man and the wolf stole Little Red Riding Hood and took her to his lair and had sex with her.
I was not able to put away that thought, I started to play with myself and I was under ten when I would put my rear up in the air and pretend that the wolf was coming to have sex with me. I knew about my vagina and I found all sorts of things to insert in my vagina while I fantasized about the wolf. I was around twelve when I first came across my clitoris and would find the biggest thing in the house to insert in my vagina, get on my knees and bend forwards with my legs apart and masturbate my clitoris. I could reach orgasm, but if I had something big in my vagina I reached orgasm much quicker and much deeper. I would fall down on the bed and close my legs tight around the object in my vagina and sometimes it was 10 or 15 minutes before I gently took it out.
Always, I went into the dream of the wolf getting on me and slobbering on my back while he inserted his wolf dick inside of me.
I went to a friends 14th birthday party and she had a German Shepherd. I will call him Max, my fantasy name for him. He was big, really big and he looked like a wolf. I started to fantasize about Max. I would go over to her house and wrestle with him, I could put my arms around him and pull him close, I could feel his breath on me, I could get on his back and rub myself against him, and then I would go home and masturbate. When I did I could smell my friend's dog, and feel his fur against my back while I pretended that he was having sex with me.
On one of my visits, we were watching tv and Max was on the floor and his penis came out. I asked my friend if that happened often, and she said sometimes, and sometimes he would lick his penis. So we watched him to see if he would lick his penis. He didn't, but I wanted to. We got down on the floor and my friend showed me that if you rubbed his sheath thing, and were gentle he would stick his penis out, so we played with his thing, laughing at his penis. My hand around his sheath gave me deep stimulation, feeling his penis inside as he let it out and then it would pull in, I did everything I could not to just lean over and put his penis in my mouth.
That night I masturbated, I used my mother's rolling pin, which had a large handle and I could hold on to the roller part while I pretended that it was Max who was putting his penis inside of me.
I kept up my masturbation habit, went to college and returned home. At 23 I had no boy friend, I didn't care for boyfriends, but my family was desperate for me to meet someone and I was introduced to a man who a young lawyer. He was 37. Not my type at all, he was not friendly and he and I came from different backgrounds, he was a real city boy and I was small town, shit kicker type of girl. But under pressure I dated him and we go married. I had two kids.
Sex with him was boring, it was all about getting it over with, if it lasted two minutes it was because he had drank too much beer. Many times he didn't even take off my underwear, just pushed it aside did his sex and get out. I was frustrated, and about a year after my second child was born I started to masturbate again, I would take them to mother's day out and go home and masturbate. I had ordered some 'sexual aids', a penis shaped dildo about twice as big as my husband's penis, and a pair of nipple clips. I would put the nipple clips on, which hurt and burned, and then insert my fake penis and get on my knees leaning on my shoulders and with my rear up I would masturbate my clitoris with one hand and with the other I would fuck myself with my rubber penis.
One day a friend of mine, who I had met a day care, was at my house and I asked her to help me straighten out my drawers. I had forgotten about my rubber penis, and in emptying out one of the drawers we found it. I had some explaining to do, and told her I did it with that penis because my husband had a little penis and I needed to feel something more. I went on to tell her about my fixation with the wolf, and Max, and how many times I fantasized about just being taken by Max.
We got real descriptive in what I wanted from sex, how I wanted to be taken and just fucked. She was divorced and our kids were at day care, and she was holding my rubber penis and she said for me to get in position and she would use it on me and then I could use it on her. I said ok, and I got naked and got my nipple clips and put them on, and got into position and she started to really give it to me, she leaned over my back and breathed on my back, and growled, she stopped for a moment to take her shirt off and she rubbed her breasts against my back while she fucked me with my rubber penis. That is how my husband found us, me naked being fucked and she half naked fucking me.
I was divorced, I lost my kids because he accused me of being a pervert and a lesbian, and I didn't have the money to defend myself and I had to move into an apartment, he kept the kids and the house and got a nanny. I had supervised visitation.
I got a job as clerk in a car insurance agency, and met a woman who was around 40, she was latina, and we became friends. Through her I met her brother, he was around 45 and a mechanic. One Sunday afternoon I was over there and he told me to get him a beer and I told him to get it himself. The next thing I knew I was being taken to the bathroom by my ear and him calling me a puta gringa and in the bathroom he forced me on my knees and forced me to eat his cock. My husband was not an oral sex man, so I had never really done oral sex, and now I was being fucked in the mouth and my ear was being torn from my head. I went into an orgasm, I couldn't control it, he was more fucking my mouth than me giving him oral, and then he came, some in my mouth, some on my face and my hair. He called me a puta gringa and through me on the floor. I was still recovering from my orgasm, and it took me several long minutes to get cleaned up and go back out. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close to him and told his sister that I was a puta gringa and I liked dick.
I had found my wolf, I became his she bitch, I have bruises on my breasts and my butt, I have orgasm after orgasm, I don't have to masturbate, his unshaved face and his hot breath on me drives me crazy, he has a big dark penis, he likes to mouth fuck me which gives me an orgasm every time, and I lay on my back and he fucks me twisting my nipples in his hands until I cry. My ex-husband uses my relationship with him as an excuse to keep my kids away, and I tell him to fuck off and tell him just how my wolf fucks me and how he was never able to give me an orgasm.
