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Women Only
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Straight Female / 29
My parents were into the social life and my little sister and I grew up with a nanny. She was nice and all and I have relatively nice memories of her. Today that I am older I am pretty sure she is a lesbian but not one that got out, but she doesn't work for us anymore and growing up that never came up. I wonder if my mother figured out that she left two little girls with a lesbian?
In any event, I got screwed when I was thirteen. It was uninvited, the man was a nobody who got on the elevator with me and took me off on another floor before I got up to our apartment. It wasn't anything romantic, he took me to the stairwell and screwed me in there. It wasn't even on my back, it was bent over the railing looking down the stairwell, I never saw his penis, I only felt it in me. He did finish because his stuff leaked down my leg.
That was it, maybe three or five minutes. He let me go and went down the stairwell and I went into the building and back to the elevator and up to our apartment and sat on the toilet but nothing came out. I was into my period at that time, but not regular, but I guess it triggered my period because I had it two days later. I guess my period washed everything out of me. At that time I didn't use tampons only pads.
But after that I never let my little sister go on the elevator alone. I went everywhere with her, not just to school. It got to be a thing, me and my sister. Dates came to our apartment but I didn't like to go out and I didn't like my little sister going out either. But we had to and when we went out I made sure that we were wearing a pad and I complained about cramps.
Sure the day had to happen when my sister got screwed, but it wasn't until we were in college. At least she was older and she knew the guy. They went out but never got serious. I got screwed too, I won't say I didn't. The second time I invented all kind of things but in the end I lay back and let him screw me. I say let him because I didn't do anything, I just laid there while he did it.
I experimented a bit with this girl when I worked on the school paper, we got to second base but somehow I knew that I was never going to go down that road. I resigned myself to my fate and let a guy date me and let him screw me and I did the girlfriend thing, but I never loved him. I never fell in love, I just liked him.
Later when I was older, I was 27 and this guy came along and he lorded it over me and told me what to do and how to do it and complained that I didn't pay attention to him, he grabbed me and screwed me and ordered me around, and he told everyone that I was wife material, and told my father that I was wife material, before ever speaking to me about it, and I found out that I was going to get married. I really don't remember him asking, but he says he did and I didn't say no.
After I got married he screwed me all the time. One day he grabbed me while I was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher, he pushed me around, got my pants down and screwed me over the island in the kitchen. That was my first orgasm, very first. I was 28 years old before I had an orgasm. I never told him about when I was thirteen, he doesn't know. But what he does know is that when he forces me I get hot and sometimes I have an orgasm.
He just doesn't like doing that, it is not in his nature. So all in all I may have had five orgasms in my life.
My little sister says she has them all the time, not always with her husband, she can give herself an orgasm. I can't.
In any event, I got screwed when I was thirteen. It was uninvited, the man was a nobody who got on the elevator with me and took me off on another floor before I got up to our apartment. It wasn't anything romantic, he took me to the stairwell and screwed me in there. It wasn't even on my back, it was bent over the railing looking down the stairwell, I never saw his penis, I only felt it in me. He did finish because his stuff leaked down my leg.
That was it, maybe three or five minutes. He let me go and went down the stairwell and I went into the building and back to the elevator and up to our apartment and sat on the toilet but nothing came out. I was into my period at that time, but not regular, but I guess it triggered my period because I had it two days later. I guess my period washed everything out of me. At that time I didn't use tampons only pads.
But after that I never let my little sister go on the elevator alone. I went everywhere with her, not just to school. It got to be a thing, me and my sister. Dates came to our apartment but I didn't like to go out and I didn't like my little sister going out either. But we had to and when we went out I made sure that we were wearing a pad and I complained about cramps.
Sure the day had to happen when my sister got screwed, but it wasn't until we were in college. At least she was older and she knew the guy. They went out but never got serious. I got screwed too, I won't say I didn't. The second time I invented all kind of things but in the end I lay back and let him screw me. I say let him because I didn't do anything, I just laid there while he did it.
I experimented a bit with this girl when I worked on the school paper, we got to second base but somehow I knew that I was never going to go down that road. I resigned myself to my fate and let a guy date me and let him screw me and I did the girlfriend thing, but I never loved him. I never fell in love, I just liked him.
Later when I was older, I was 27 and this guy came along and he lorded it over me and told me what to do and how to do it and complained that I didn't pay attention to him, he grabbed me and screwed me and ordered me around, and he told everyone that I was wife material, and told my father that I was wife material, before ever speaking to me about it, and I found out that I was going to get married. I really don't remember him asking, but he says he did and I didn't say no.
After I got married he screwed me all the time. One day he grabbed me while I was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher, he pushed me around, got my pants down and screwed me over the island in the kitchen. That was my first orgasm, very first. I was 28 years old before I had an orgasm. I never told him about when I was thirteen, he doesn't know. But what he does know is that when he forces me I get hot and sometimes I have an orgasm.
He just doesn't like doing that, it is not in his nature. So all in all I may have had five orgasms in my life.
My little sister says she has them all the time, not always with her husband, she can give herself an orgasm. I can't.


