Straight Female / 26
Bad habits never die.
My dad was a doctor in our town. He had all these medical books around the house and when I got curious I looked at them, I was about 11 I think. For some time I had been touching myself and my mom would slap my hand and tell me not to do that, but I liked touching myself. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom because it was the only place I could really touch myself without my mother getting on my case. Through a friend I had discovered my vagina and she and I talked a whole lot about getting fucked. I guess my hormones were too wild, because I needed to get fucked.
Next door lived a boy, he was a younger and I had seen him pee in his yard and I asked him to show me how he peed and I would show him how I peed. We peed together behind the shed where his family kept the garden tools and we tasted our pee and each other's pee. He let me hold his penis when he peed and I sucked his penis. Of course, I let him touch me and put his hand under my pee stream when I peed.
But his penis was too small, he wasn't a man yet and even though I liked touching him and sucking on him, I never felt like having him fuck me.
One day he told me about his father's penis. He told me how big it was and described it to me over and over. I told him that when he grew a penis like that I wanted him to fuck me with it. We talked so much about it that even if he didn't have a man penis yet I let him fuck me one afternoon. He liked it and from then on all he wanted to do was to get together and fuck.
It was a Saturday late in the summer before school started and he came to meet me with a magazine he had stolen from his father's room. It had pictures, pictures of naked women and men and best of all pictures of men fucking women. One of the pictures was a man fucking a woman dog style and we decided to try that. Maybe it was the position, maybe it was because we had been looking at the pictures, but whatever it was when he fucked me dog style I had my first ever orgasm. My knees collapsed and I fell away from him before he could finish and my whole body got real sensitive to the touch. I felt my nipples were on fire, they stung when I touched them and I pulled away from him when he tried to get on me again so he could finish.
After that we used that magazine to both get in the mood and to try new things, we copied everything in there.
It was several yeas later when I was at a public park and I saw this maintenance man pee in the bushes. I watched, his penis was dark and the pee came out in a rush, I found myself touching myself while I watched. I wanted that penis. I went back to the park several times and followed him around but I didn't seen him pee in the bushes again. But I masturbated to the sight of his penis peeing that one afternoon.
I was 22 and an associate at this clothing store in the mall when I finally got my first ever real man penis. He was the manager of the store, he was 52 and he was from the middle east, he said he was Armenian. His skin was darkish, and he had a heavy beard and when he pulled his penis out and gave it to me to suck I peed a little in my pants. We were way back in the stock room and he kept a hand on my head and let me suck his penis. He grabbed me by the chin and asked me if I wanted him to fuck me and I said yes, I pushed my pants down and bent over the work table and I went into an orgasm the minute he put his penis in me. I wasn't able to get loose from him and he finished fucking me. After ten years I had finally had a real man's penis.
Like I said bad habits don't die. I love real men, I don't like young men, I am totally committed to fucking with real men, I have a penis fetish, if you want to call it that. My current lover is a professor of sociology at the junior college, he is in his fifties and he likes me a lot. It reminds me of the boy next door, he likes me to come over and all we do is fuck.
My dad was a doctor in our town. He had all these medical books around the house and when I got curious I looked at them, I was about 11 I think. For some time I had been touching myself and my mom would slap my hand and tell me not to do that, but I liked touching myself. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom because it was the only place I could really touch myself without my mother getting on my case. Through a friend I had discovered my vagina and she and I talked a whole lot about getting fucked. I guess my hormones were too wild, because I needed to get fucked.
Next door lived a boy, he was a younger and I had seen him pee in his yard and I asked him to show me how he peed and I would show him how I peed. We peed together behind the shed where his family kept the garden tools and we tasted our pee and each other's pee. He let me hold his penis when he peed and I sucked his penis. Of course, I let him touch me and put his hand under my pee stream when I peed.
But his penis was too small, he wasn't a man yet and even though I liked touching him and sucking on him, I never felt like having him fuck me.
One day he told me about his father's penis. He told me how big it was and described it to me over and over. I told him that when he grew a penis like that I wanted him to fuck me with it. We talked so much about it that even if he didn't have a man penis yet I let him fuck me one afternoon. He liked it and from then on all he wanted to do was to get together and fuck.
It was a Saturday late in the summer before school started and he came to meet me with a magazine he had stolen from his father's room. It had pictures, pictures of naked women and men and best of all pictures of men fucking women. One of the pictures was a man fucking a woman dog style and we decided to try that. Maybe it was the position, maybe it was because we had been looking at the pictures, but whatever it was when he fucked me dog style I had my first ever orgasm. My knees collapsed and I fell away from him before he could finish and my whole body got real sensitive to the touch. I felt my nipples were on fire, they stung when I touched them and I pulled away from him when he tried to get on me again so he could finish.
After that we used that magazine to both get in the mood and to try new things, we copied everything in there.
It was several yeas later when I was at a public park and I saw this maintenance man pee in the bushes. I watched, his penis was dark and the pee came out in a rush, I found myself touching myself while I watched. I wanted that penis. I went back to the park several times and followed him around but I didn't seen him pee in the bushes again. But I masturbated to the sight of his penis peeing that one afternoon.
I was 22 and an associate at this clothing store in the mall when I finally got my first ever real man penis. He was the manager of the store, he was 52 and he was from the middle east, he said he was Armenian. His skin was darkish, and he had a heavy beard and when he pulled his penis out and gave it to me to suck I peed a little in my pants. We were way back in the stock room and he kept a hand on my head and let me suck his penis. He grabbed me by the chin and asked me if I wanted him to fuck me and I said yes, I pushed my pants down and bent over the work table and I went into an orgasm the minute he put his penis in me. I wasn't able to get loose from him and he finished fucking me. After ten years I had finally had a real man's penis.
Like I said bad habits don't die. I love real men, I don't like young men, I am totally committed to fucking with real men, I have a penis fetish, if you want to call it that. My current lover is a professor of sociology at the junior college, he is in his fifties and he likes me a lot. It reminds me of the boy next door, he likes me to come over and all we do is fuck.
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