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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 27
I moved overseas to South America when I was 14. There was a boy in my class who liked me and would not leave me alone. One day he asked me if a girl felt anything if she was hit between the legs. One day he asked me if I could feel my nipples. One day he asked me if I was going to bend over so he could stick his penis in me. One day he asked me to lift my dress and show him my panties. One day he took out his penis and asked me to hold it. One day he stayed in the bathroom with me while I went number one. One day he asked me to let him touch me and see what my pussy was like. One day he told me I was his woman and not to forget it. One day he told me I had to start behaving like his woman and let everyone know.
One day he came over to my house and he had asked to see my pussy and he had taken his penis out and he was rubbing my pussy with it and he told me to turn around and bend over and put my hands on the couch and he stood behind me and put his penis in my pussy. At first it was like put it in, and pull it out, but then he got like my dog when he was mounting a bitch and he really fucked on me until he came all inside of me.
I was so nervous. I knew about getting pregnant, I watched my dog mount bitches that were being bred, I went straight to my maid and told her he had fucked me and what should I do.
She examined me and then used Coca Cola to clean me out. She told me to squat over this tub and she cleaned me out with Coca Cola and water. She told me that I should not do that, that if he needed to have sex that he should go find a whore. That the most I should do is help him with my hand.
She watched over me real close and kept count of my periods and let me know when it was safe and when it was not. She tested my vagina fluids to see when they were really sticky and would keep my boyfriend away from me. She taught me how to use my hand to get him off. She also told him where the whores were, but he never went to a whore, he didn't have any money for whores.
When I came up pregnant she apologized to my mother for not watching me more closely, and promised to take care of the baby. When we finished Secondary School my boyfriend and I got married and my maid came to live with us and help us and help take care of our son. She is my maid, she takes care of me. We have other maids to take care of the house, but she takes care of me and is the nanny to our children. When I tell my family back home that I have a personal maid they ask me what she does. She looks after me, very closely. She always has. She is my maid and I love her to death.
One day he came over to my house and he had asked to see my pussy and he had taken his penis out and he was rubbing my pussy with it and he told me to turn around and bend over and put my hands on the couch and he stood behind me and put his penis in my pussy. At first it was like put it in, and pull it out, but then he got like my dog when he was mounting a bitch and he really fucked on me until he came all inside of me.
I was so nervous. I knew about getting pregnant, I watched my dog mount bitches that were being bred, I went straight to my maid and told her he had fucked me and what should I do.
She examined me and then used Coca Cola to clean me out. She told me to squat over this tub and she cleaned me out with Coca Cola and water. She told me that I should not do that, that if he needed to have sex that he should go find a whore. That the most I should do is help him with my hand.
She watched over me real close and kept count of my periods and let me know when it was safe and when it was not. She tested my vagina fluids to see when they were really sticky and would keep my boyfriend away from me. She taught me how to use my hand to get him off. She also told him where the whores were, but he never went to a whore, he didn't have any money for whores.
When I came up pregnant she apologized to my mother for not watching me more closely, and promised to take care of the baby. When we finished Secondary School my boyfriend and I got married and my maid came to live with us and help us and help take care of our son. She is my maid, she takes care of me. We have other maids to take care of the house, but she takes care of me and is the nanny to our children. When I tell my family back home that I have a personal maid they ask me what she does. She looks after me, very closely. She always has. She is my maid and I love her to death.
