Straight Female / 32
Things Happen And You Live With It
My father is an Agronomist and he took a job working for a large plantation in Latin America. We moved there, and I attended school remotely (it was really a correspondence school). I turned fourteen and I enjoyed the outdoors and the horses. The stable boy prepared my horse every morning and I went riding. I was 'free as can be'. I loved living on the plantation.
But things happen. The driver assigned to my mother was told to take me to a birthday party in the city. He didn't speak any English and I spoke just a few words of Spanish, but more than my mother. He took a road I had never been on and stopped behind some trees and took me sexually. I let him, I won't lie. I didn't help, but I let him pull my pants off and get on me. It was over pretty quickly and then he kissed me. He took me to the party and waited for the party to be over before taking back out to the plantation house.
Of course, fourteen and fully fertile I got pregnant. I was sent home to my grandparents for the pregnancy and I had a girl with very native features. No way she was all Anglo. My grandparents kept me there, I had to learn how to take care of my daughter, and for sure I wasn't allowed to return to Latin America with the baby. My parents ended the contract and took a job in Samoa. I joined them there at 16 and finished my high school by correspondence.
It was a long long time before I was left alone near an adult male. With my grandparents I had twenty four hour coverage. Back with my parents I had helicopter parents. I don't recall being left alone anywhere where there were males. I took care of my daughter and did my school and helped my mother, but that was it. So when it came time for college there was a lot of consternation, finally agreeing for me to return to my grandparents and go to the community college there. Any closeness with a male was strictly prohibited.
The next time I saw a penis I was 25 with a nine year old daughter. Frontal penis, in my face, telling me to lay back and take my pants off and open my legs. I stared at his penis for a long time before complying. Again I complied, I let him pull my pants off, I opened my legs and I let him get on top and he really reveled in his conquest. Being very fertile I got pregnant again, only this time with a male who fit the right profile. I got married, with my daughter as flower girl and I went on a honeymoon, where I had to face the reality of sex on a regular basis. Up front, and from the back, in my face and in my vagina. Sex on the bed, and out on the balcony. Whatever I had missed growing up he made sure I experienced it, until I was totally compliant. I was already pregnant so nothing was off limits.
I've been married quite a while, my daughter is now seventeen and she is darkish and has black hair and dark eyes and my son is blond and blue eyes like his parents. My daughter calls her stepfather Dad or Daddy and he is overprotective like all fathers. I've heard my daughter explain to her friends that she's adopted.
I don't care what ever happened to her father, I don't want to know and I don't want him to ever have anything to do with my daughter. A mother, even a fourteen year old girl, loves their baby completely. To me she is beautiful, with a flair and imagination. One day she will make a wonderful wife for the right young man. In the meantime she will be watched like a hawk.
But things happen. The driver assigned to my mother was told to take me to a birthday party in the city. He didn't speak any English and I spoke just a few words of Spanish, but more than my mother. He took a road I had never been on and stopped behind some trees and took me sexually. I let him, I won't lie. I didn't help, but I let him pull my pants off and get on me. It was over pretty quickly and then he kissed me. He took me to the party and waited for the party to be over before taking back out to the plantation house.
Of course, fourteen and fully fertile I got pregnant. I was sent home to my grandparents for the pregnancy and I had a girl with very native features. No way she was all Anglo. My grandparents kept me there, I had to learn how to take care of my daughter, and for sure I wasn't allowed to return to Latin America with the baby. My parents ended the contract and took a job in Samoa. I joined them there at 16 and finished my high school by correspondence.
It was a long long time before I was left alone near an adult male. With my grandparents I had twenty four hour coverage. Back with my parents I had helicopter parents. I don't recall being left alone anywhere where there were males. I took care of my daughter and did my school and helped my mother, but that was it. So when it came time for college there was a lot of consternation, finally agreeing for me to return to my grandparents and go to the community college there. Any closeness with a male was strictly prohibited.
The next time I saw a penis I was 25 with a nine year old daughter. Frontal penis, in my face, telling me to lay back and take my pants off and open my legs. I stared at his penis for a long time before complying. Again I complied, I let him pull my pants off, I opened my legs and I let him get on top and he really reveled in his conquest. Being very fertile I got pregnant again, only this time with a male who fit the right profile. I got married, with my daughter as flower girl and I went on a honeymoon, where I had to face the reality of sex on a regular basis. Up front, and from the back, in my face and in my vagina. Sex on the bed, and out on the balcony. Whatever I had missed growing up he made sure I experienced it, until I was totally compliant. I was already pregnant so nothing was off limits.
I've been married quite a while, my daughter is now seventeen and she is darkish and has black hair and dark eyes and my son is blond and blue eyes like his parents. My daughter calls her stepfather Dad or Daddy and he is overprotective like all fathers. I've heard my daughter explain to her friends that she's adopted.
I don't care what ever happened to her father, I don't want to know and I don't want him to ever have anything to do with my daughter. A mother, even a fourteen year old girl, loves their baby completely. To me she is beautiful, with a flair and imagination. One day she will make a wonderful wife for the right young man. In the meantime she will be watched like a hawk.
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