Words Matter, Now Fuck My Pussy

My older sister got pregnant at 14 with one of my mother's boyfriends. That's when we were put in foster care. I was seven, my foster mother Maggie told me my 'area' was vulva not pussy, a boy's instrument was penis not dick. They did their best to give me a church upbringing. Sex was off limits. Your vulva, your bottom, your chest are not appropriate for boys to touch. And don't you dare touch a boy's penis.

I was 23 when I stared at a man's penis pointing at me from under him while he was on all fours between my legs with my naked vulva below him. Stabbed is what I said later, he stabbed my vagina. Some girls would say I got laid, fucked, popped. My foster mother wanted him put in prison. The 'experience' would mark me for life. It did, I laid on the bed with my naked vulva waiting to be stabbed again.

Sex was so good I just could not get my foster mother to understand. My natural mother did. She told me to enjoy my pussy, tits and ass. You are only young once. He told me 'he' enjoyed my pussy, tits and ass. 'He' enjoyed them.

With him sex was so good. He liked me well enough, and I liked him a lot. I enjoyed sex that much more when I held his 'dick', and he 'fucked' my 'pussy'. Sorry Maggie.