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I Met My One And Only As My First Roommate In College

I suppose that a lot of people have sex for the first time with their roommate. That doesn't make you gay, but your first time is gay sex. Certainly that is the way it was with me. I came up from Tennessee to the Chicago area, to one of those Northwestern type schools, and my roommate was a girl from one those countries that speak Spanish. It was our first time away from home for both of us, but for her it was doubly bad. She was on scholarship and she wasn't going home until the end of the school year.

The rooms were small, with two single beds, and desk setup with chest of drawers and a small open closet to hands things. Since we both came up from far away we didn't have as many clothes as some of the girls there. Our bathroom set up was communal down the hall, four stalls and four showerheads. If you didn't line up you could wait a long time. She was very modest, is that the right word? scared of being seen naked and scared to take a dump in front of other girls. All I'm saying is that I kind of had to take her by the hand.

A lot of the girls there had groomed themselves down there. I was a bikini shaver but not much beyond that. But my roommate had so much bush for such a small girl. She had small tits with brown nipples and well her little ass was really nice. Not that I was looking. I told her that now that she was at school she should at least trim up for bikini panties, because that is what I liked. So on Saturday afternoon I took a pair of scissors and she stood on a towel in our room and went to work trimming away all that awful bush she had. I got down to her lips, puffy, maybe because I was working on her, and dark brown. I got a lot off before having her lay back on the bed with her legs open so I could shave her. She had hair all the way up her buttcrack and I shave her there as well. Until her brown pussy and butt were clean for kissing. Not that that was my intention.

Why we do what we do is often one of those things you only ask afterwards. But the first thing I did once she was all smooth and clean was to kiss her little butt hole. Then smashed my face up her buttcrack and ate her out that way. There wasn't stopping once I got started, I spread her out and she arched her hips and I ate her freshly shaved pussy too. Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do, and my little brown sister liked it as much as I did. I have to say it now, I really liked how her pussy looked.

In addition to taking care of her 'looks' and being company to he when went to shower, we were together for meals and waiting for her for when she got out of class. I won't say I was escorting her, just keeping company with her. We decided that we could make one of the beds a couch and she would slip in with me in the other bed, so that's how we slept. As we got to know each other better she told me stories of the maid that kissed and ate her pussy for her. She told me that it was different because the maid's pussy smelled really bad, but she liked eating my pussy which I appreciated too.

Over time we came to realize that there were lots of girl couples on campus, some were a lot more boy girl types, but there were a lot like us that you couldn't tell right off which one was the girl and which one was the boy in the relationship. We had guy friends, but for some reason we attracted gay guys, and we of course had gay girl friends too. We never considered ourselves 'gay', it's just that we lived together, and we didn't like sleeping alone in the Chicago winters.

Only after we left college did it really become apparent that in our little world I had taken on the guy role and she was the little missus that waited happily for me to come home. Because she needed to stay and not go home, we found a guy friend, gay, don't think otherwise, to marry her and keep her here. They were married for almost five years by the time all her papers were completely passed being taken, and they got 'divorced'. The good thing is that he never once 'touched' her. She came to me scared and lonely and I made her my one and only. So first sex maybe 'gay', and if it is, so much the better.

First Time

I moved with my dad after my parents got divorced when I was 16. It was a smaller house in a nice old neighborhood. Neighbors were very welcoming especially the one right next door. Mr and Mrs Ramirez where a couple on there mid to late 30s. No kids they liked to laugh and party and seem to always have people over. They had no kids and at my age it was nice to have a teen around is what they said. When ever they had parties my dad would always go over and I’d go and there was so much booze that I’d sneak a few out and back to my place where I’d usually have a buddy and we would drink away. Anita caught me once and laughed she let me take a few but not before saying that she had one on me and I’d owe her one. It was our inside joke and I’d always tell her what ever you want il do it. Anita was a very pretty long face nice lips jet black hair that came mid back straight. She had tiny tits she looked as is she was just nipples. She is 5 foot 6 170-180lbs. all the weight was in her rear. Bug ass big thighs in a skirt she jiggles as she walks. I jerked off to her ass many times. My dad and Anthony went to a basketball game he had gotten 2 tickets from someone at work. They left Saturday afternoon to hit a few bars then go to the game. I was out back and Anita came out and was talking invited me over for lunch I went over and she was in these tiny shorts and a tank top no bra. Her tits where small but nipples stuck out. Her shorts barley contained her ass. I couldn’t help it and got hard really fast. It was embarrassing and before I could make my way out she found it. She pointed it out and laughed I was beet red she said don’t worry about it I just sat there face down when she came over sat next to me and placed her hand on my thigh. I quickly told her that wasn’t going to help. She then place her hand on my cock feeling it through my shorts. I was nervous and scared she saw that and she said to relax and had me pull it out. She didn’t ask she didn’t say anything she took it and before my eyes she licked it then took it in her mouth. First time ever I had it in someone’s mouth. Felt like the greatest moment of my life at the time. Until I started to cum and she took it all swallowing most of it. Thinking we where done she then said it’s my turn. Laughed and said I’m collecting on your debt. She peeled her shorts off no panties was on the coach spread her legs and said come here. I told her I’d never done this before so she gave me directions where to lick where to suck where to stick my tongue. She had me lick her butt her pussy over and over had me slide my fingers on both holes while still using my tongue. After a while I got the hang of it and I got to drink my first squirt. We did this over the course of a couple of weeks I’d followed her like a puppy. A few weeks after starting all this instead of sucking me off she had me sit on the couch came over kissed me then straddled me and slowly she sat on my cock. All she would say into my ear is I have to go slow it’s big. It felt very thigh and she made these whimpering noises as she sat down on it. It seems like forever it felt so warm and tight when she bottomed out she asked me to not move and to let her get used to its size. All the while I lived and kissed her neck she bounced on it a few times then started to shake uncontrollably and soaked me and the couch all the while making noises that where getting me close. She kissed me and shortly I filled her up with what seemed like gallons of cum. Again this was the norm then one day right before we fucked she says it’s time to try something new. I want to try and see if it can go into my ass. So out came the lube she had some toys that we inserted first and finally my dick. Again nosies came out of her when the head popped through her ring then it felt really tight she pushed back and stopped did this until she hit the bottom. It was buried in her ass it felt great so tight like nothing have ever felt. She pumped in and out and I told her that I going to cum she was rubbing herself and came almost at the same time that I did. I came inside her and it was a mess she shook looked at me and licked me clean. It was the nastiest thing any women had ever done for me. I couldn’t believe she did that. She till the day still does this for me. It’s been a few years we have gotten older she still does it for me literally.

Family Times

It's a bit strange confessing this. Not because I have anything to hide as such, it's because lay asleep on the sofa across from me right now, is my mother.

Only two hours ago she walked into our home and found me bouncing up and down on her husband's penis.
That would normally be something that could start world war three in a household.
Instead my mother put the shopping away as I continued to fuck my stepfather, then walked into the lounge naked and began tonguing my arsehole.

We switched positions around, where she enjoyed herself on her husband's cock and I stood above my stepfather and had him eat out my pussy and clit, something he's been doing for the last two years since we first began having sex.
Eventually with my face dripping with my stepfathers cum, he went to have a shower and my mother and I lay together on the sofa kissing and playing with one anothers pussies.
Over the next twenty minutes or so we both orgasmed, but my mother had a series of climaxes when I went down on her, sucking on her extremely large clit.

And that's why right now she's fast asleep on the sofa, covered up by the throw.
Tomorrow I'm going to come back here and let you all know how my mother and I began having sex.
Until then x

Never Ever Ever Would I Have Guessed My Husband And Mary

First, in this party of three everyone is middle aged. My husband is 52, I'm 47 (married 23 years) and Mary (not her name) is 49. Mary works for my husband and is a proud lesbian. Or was.

We didn't have an open marriage. I won't say that over the years when he was out of town he may have gone to a strip joint with business friends, or maybe some kitten snuck in his bed. But I don't 'know', I can only surmise. Me, I am one of those that has only had one partner, him.

Then along comes Mary. I certainly had no fears about her working with him. She was lesbian by her own admission. True, her status was single, between partners. She was hired because of her expertise, and worked closely with my husband as he navigated 'the' merger.

When he told me 'you won't believe it' Mary had let him kiss her. "So you initiated it?", well, don't put it like that. A goodnight at her door in the hotel she 'fell into his arms', what was he supposed to do? Put her out of her misery, show her what she had been missing, give her the old college try, pop that cherry, leave her wanting for more? My husband fucked the lesbian.

Well, he did. And Mary apologized to me, she didn't know what got into her. Little Itty bitty secret, just don't tell him, she had lost her virginity way back in college. She wasn't sure any more, she 'thinks' she's in love with him. And sure I would understand. No, I don't understand. Some little kitty I understand, but not Mary.

But Mary it is, it's her honeymoon time, getting a good amount of attention. And I'm the one she talks to about it. He's like so so about it, let the 'old gal' catch up to what he's been missing. Not a kitty, ruined my vision. I'm torn between being jealous (I'm not) and disappointment (I am) , I always envisioned some young little kitty, snuggling in his arms, in some far away hotel room or a secret apartment in town.

When I was a growing up in the mid 60's, there was this woman, Mrs. Campbell, who was really nice to all of the kids in our neighborhood. It didn't matter that we were a lot younger than her son or that we were never his playmates, she just treated us all as if we were. She'd give us pieces of watermelon or ice cream cones in the summer, lots of candy at Halloween, and hot chocolate in the winter. She even played baseball and touch-football in the road with us a couple of times when a team was short a player.

All of my friends noticed that she seemed to treat me a little bit better than the rest of them. I always got the biggest or the most of whatever she was giving out to us. My friends teased me sometimes, saying that Mrs.Campbell was sweet on me, but I just told them that I had better manners than they did, and that Mrs.Campbell liked that. I never did tell anyone that I really did have a crush on her. She was pretty, maybe the prettiest mom in the neighborhood, and she always smelled really sweet. She was always ruffling my hair, and once in a while she would stand next to me and give me a hug with one arm around my shoulders. I loved how my body would sink into her hip, and she always felt warm and soft.

Then one summer Mrs.Campbell and her husband sent their son away, to some sort of military school we were told. He'd be gone for a few months, come home for a week or two, and then leave again. When he first went away, we saw a lot less of Mrs. Campbell.

Then one hot Friday I was hanging out by myself. One of my friends had gone away to visit relatives, a few others had baseball practice, and I think another went to our local park to go fishing. Everyone else was sort of gone, and if their family was lucky enough to own an air-conditioner, they were in their house. Anyway, as I rode my bicycle past the Campbell house, Mrs. Campbell came quickly out of the front door and called to me. It was great to hear a friendly voice because I was starting to feel real lonely.

I quickly circled back and I saw that Mrs. Campbell seemed to be really happy. She asked where everyone was and I told her what was up. She then said that she was all alone too and told me to park my bike around back and to come inside for some ice cream. I happily did as she said, hiding my bike under the back porch because I didn't want any stranger trying to steal it. It was a cool bike back then. It was called a "Sting-Ray". It had "monkey bar" handles, a "banana seat", hand brakes and three speeds.

Mrs. Campbell had the back door already open for me as I climbed the stairs. I remember that she locked the door as I entered the kitchen, and then went to the refrigerator to get me a creamsicle. She sat across from me, smiling and not taking her eyes off of me as I ate. When I finished she quickly went to get me another. When I was done we talked, I don't remember what about, but I do recall her saying that she really missed her son. That's when she asked me if I would like to see his train set.

Now there had always been a rumor passed on by all of the kids in the neighborhood that Matthew Campbell had one heck of a railroad set assembled in his basement. No one had ever seen it, but we all believed the rumor to be true. We all had tried to look into the Campbell basement but curtains covered the small basement windows. That simply added more fuel to the fire that every boy's dream railroad was down there.

I was really nervous as she led me down the steep steps and into the dark basement. I couldn't believe that she was going to show me the fabled train set. I felt like I was going to meet Mickey Mantle. And when she flipped on the light switch at the bottom of the steps, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Before me sat a menagerie of Lionel trains, sitting three feet above the floor on top of a huge wooden table. A two foot aisle allowed a person to walk around the perimeter of the table. Three trains, each with two engines pulling seven cars, were spread out on tracks that had bridges, tunnels, a station yard, a town, and even a small river...with water! At the far end of the basement was a platform where the transformers were located, and that's where Mrs. Campbell took me.

My hands shook as I took control of the trains for the very first time. Mrs. Campbell had shown me the basics, and then she let me take over. She stood behind me at first, and as I guided the second train out of its holding place, I got so excited that I started to get a hard-on.

I was so wrapped up in watching the two trains circle the table that I never noticed Mrs.Campbell as she moved to kneel by my side. I only became aware of her movement when I felt her wrap her left arm around my waist. My eyes briefly left the tracks to look down at her. She was smiling happily up at me, her right hand now resting on my thigh. I remember her asking me if I was having fun and I told her yes. She then said that she was going to have some fun too.

I didn't know what she meant by that but as I turned my attention back to the trains, I suddenly felt Mrs. Campbell's hand begin to rub my hard cock through my pants. Panic prevented me from moving or saying a thing. I continued to stare at the tracks, hearing the trains as they rumbled on their course, but not really seeing them. In my minds eye I only saw Mrs. Campbell's smiling face.

I remember feeling the cool air of the basement as Mrs.Campbell unzippered my pants and fished my hard cock out. I felt her fingers as they wrapped around my small cock and gently caressed it and I remember her telling me how handsome it was, what a mature boy I was, and how much she wanted to make me happy. Once again I only heard the sound of the trains rumbling on their path as Mrs. Campbell brought her face towards my crotch.

The next time that I was aware of my surroundings I saw Mrs. Campbell wiping up a few wet spots on the floor of the platform that we were on with some tissues. The trains had stopped running, my cock was back in my pants, my zipper was up, and I was no longer hard.

"Did you have funny Davy?" she asked.

"Yes ma'am," I said sheepishly, not knowing if it was the right answer, but knowing that it was probably the answer that Mrs. Campbell would want to hear.

"That's good sweetheart," she replied with a smile. "I had fun too."

She patted me on the head and then led me upstairs. When we got into the kitchen Mrs. Campbell told me to wait because she wanted to give me something. I thought about running out the door, but I didn't. When she returned she was carrying her purse. She opened it up and dug inside and then reached out and gave me four shinny new quarters.

"What's this?" I asked.

"A dollar," was her response.

"Why are you giving me a dollar?"

"Because I want you to have it," she replied. And the she went on. "You're a good boy Davy, and I like you a lot. But I want you to promise me that you won't tell anyone about today. You can't tell anyone about being in the basement with me. Understand? If someone finds out that you were downstairs we'll both be in a lot of trouble. It has to be our secret. Yours and mine. If someone else finds out me and my family will have to move, and you don't want that to happen, do you?"

I shook my head no.

"That's a good boy," she said smiling and giving me a gentle hug. "I knew I could count on you."

She followed me outside and ..(continue confession)

Thirteen years old and enjoying adult pussy.

When I was thirteen years old I spent the night at a friends home, sleep over. At that aged I did not know anything about a females body, or what to do with one I the opportunity to explore a woman body. My first night there, my friend woke me and asked if I wanted to see his aunt nude body? I nodded my head and we silently went into her bedroom, there she was covered up under the sheet. He raise the sheets and for the first time in my life, I was looking at a nude woman naked body. He whispered to me to touch her nipples. I did and they felt nice to touch, next he told me to finger her pussy. I did and she moan, he told me to continue fingering her, which I did. I watch him as he slid his dick into her mouth, and she started to suck on it. Soon he shot his loud of cum into her mouth.
Then he told me to do the same, which I did. She rolled over to expose her ass to us. I jerk my dick furiously to get it hard again. He told me to stick it in her ass hole, I did and God did that feel nice having my dick in her nice hot asshole. He did the same, he handed me a wash cloth to wipe off my dick. Then she rolled back over and he crawled up in between her legs and push his dick into her pussy. I watch what he was doing, then he stop, told me to mount her, which I did. Here I was fucking his aunt, and I shot a big load of my cum into her pussy.
The next morning I saw her and she smiled at me telling her sister what a nice friend her nephew had. I was staying over for the weekend, that night my friend told me to go and do the same to his mom, I did and she acted the same way her sister did. I came out of her room about one hour later, he told me to go in and have some fun with his aunt. I watch him as he entered his mom bedroom. I enjoyed fucking his aunt, I protected him at school from the bullies. Every weekend I got to stay over for the weekend. This went on for one year, during that one year I had learnt everything one kid my age ever wanted to know. I was fucking his mom, and his aunt. His mom was thirty five, and his aunt was twenty eight. They knew what was happening when we went into their bedrooms. Only we did not know that they were pretending to be a sleep, they did a very good job or faking it.


Rose loved teenage boys
I was sixteen years old and meant a gal named Rose, she was thirty five, I delivered the Los Angles Times to her home. One day and it my last stop to deliver the News Paper, it was Rose home. She was divorce as I was walking up to her house to ring her door bell. The door open and there was Rose in he see through long night gown, completely naked underneath. She invited me in, she asked me had I ever saw a naked women before I played dumb. No, she disrobe and standing there completely nude, her breast were firm and she had a flat stomach, nice ass and glorious hips. Long red hair, she was beautiful. She asked me had I ever had intercourse with a older women, and I played dumb again, and told her no.
She lead me into her bedroom where she laid on her bed with her legs spread wide, and told me to remove my pants and short. Once I was totally nude, and with a big hard ass bone standing straight up. She told me to crawl in between her legs and she explain what I was to do next. She help me to slid my dick into her hot wet pussy, in no time I was humping on her, and she was moaning and holding me tightly.
I tried my best not to shout my cum early, but when I did it was like I was flooding her pussy. She cried and moan for me to fuck her harder. Then I was limp, I roll over and laid onto my back, she went down on me and began to suck on my dick. That was my first time having my dick in a woman mouth, and I loved it. Soon I was hard again, she told me to fuck her in her anus. She was on her hands and knees I knelt behind her and push my dick into her tight ass. I tried to take my time, but having my dick in her ass felt so fucking nice, I shot my cum in her. I laid back and she wash off my dick. This time she went down on me sucking my dick and rolling it around inside of her mouth.
While her hands were playing with my balls, and my dick shaft. She told me to cum in her mouth any time. When I did cum into her mouth, it felt so fucking good, she suck every ounce of my cum out of me. Wow she had a body on her that many men would love to fuck her, yet she like teenage boys like me fucking her. She asked me if I knew of other boys who would like to come over and fuck her while I was screwing her too. I did have two real good friends, I asked them in school if they like to fuck a beautiful woman I knew of.
Hell they were all game for that. On Saturday we all went to her home, she invited us all in. Gave each of us a can of coke cola to drink, (remember those short little green bottle glass coke came in 1962 ?) Chris and Tom were my best friends at school, she lead us into her bedroom and she told Chris to lay down, he did, she then laid on top of him with his dick in her pussy. The she told Tom to put his dick into her mouth. Looking back at me she said Rick you know what to do. Now all three of us began to screw her, she absolutely was enjoying having three dicks in her, all at the same time. When Chris was done, we all switch places and continued on fucking her. I was first to take her ass, then her pussy, and last I fuck her in her mouth. Each of us did the same, she was fuck nine times and she wanted more. So we continued to fuck her the rest of the afternoon.
She told the others they were not to come back, unless I was with them, I think she like me more then my two friends. Us three continued to fuck Rose for two years


ACAPULCO GOLD AND PUSSY
I and a few of my high school buddies were getting ready to go and join the US Army, I met a gal name Joyce, she was thirty four, petite with long hair. (Brunette). She had nice legs, and perky little breast that stood out, her nipples stood almost straight up. I sat and talked with her, letting her know I was going to join the military. Joyce asked me if I wanted something to remember her by? Sure I like that, had no idea she meant the fucking good time I was soon to have. She invite me into her home, sitting down across from me she let me see a lot of her thighs. Then ask me if I wanted a Coors, I told her no I did not drink, she also offered me a join, which I did take it was "Acapulco Gold." I and Chris both shared the join, she put on some CCR and we began to get into the mood. Sitting there she strip off all of her clothes. Standing there with a figure 34/24/38C wow!
She unzip my pants and pulled out my cock, she lick and kiss my cock. Then she began to suck it. God was I enjoying her blow job, then she did the same for Chris. I bent her over the edge of the back of her sofa, and push my cock up into her c**t, while Chris fuck her in her mouth.
Then I came around to fuck her mouth and Chris went behind to fuck her. She tried to stop me, as she did not want Chris to enter into her asshole. ..(continue confession)

I had quite a few sexual encounters by age 10. I don't think of them as dirty, just the normal curiosity of kids. I'm male but grew up in a neighborhood that was all girls. There were about 14 of them up and down the street, ranging in ages from 14 to 3. The largest group was from 6 to 10. My younger sister knew all of them and would invite me to play with them but mostly I was into 'boy' activities. One day I went looking for my sister because my mom told me to get her. There was an abandoned house at the end of our street. A group of girls where playing at the end of street in front of the empty house. It was a dead end street, I think I was 7 or 8. I approached them and asked if they knew where she was. None of them said they had seen her. I decided go look in the empty house. The front and rear doors were gone, some of the windows were broken, but there was no major damage to the structure.

I went through the familiar rooms, all of them empty, seeing the familiar wall paper and a bit of trash here or there. I came back around to the front and one of the girls, Janet was standing inside door way. "Did you find her?" she asked. "No" ,I said, "only ghosts!" "Don't say that!", she exclaimed. She looked scared but I don't know if it was an act or not. I walked over to her and put my arms around her, saying "It's alright". I was suprized, she hugged me back for a few moments, then we looked at each other and kissed. Not a quick smooch, but all the passion two 8 years could muster. She took my hand and said, "Let's look for her (my sister) back here." We moved to one of the rear rooms of the house and embraced again and kissed.

We were tightly pressed up against each other and so I slid my hands up her skirt and down into her panties, cupping her butt in my hands. She let out a soft "OH!" and started grinding in to me. I could feel my little weenie tingling. We separated to arms length, but my hands still in her panties. I slowly slid them down. She closed her eyes and let me pull them below her knees. I stood up and she fumbled with my belt, which I had to undo. Then I unbuttoned my jeans and she pulled down my pants and underwear. I had an erection which was incredibility hard. She looked at it and asked, "Can I touch it?" "YES!" I said. She took it in her hand, "It's hot but feels like a stick, it's hard." When she rubbed the tip I almost passed out. Neither of us knew how to have sex but knew basics, be naked and rubbing against the other. I lifted her skirt and put my erection between her legs. We began kissing again and grinding.

Just then we heard someone and turned to see three of the other girls in the door way, their eyes wide with suprize. Janet pushed me away and quickly pulled up her panties. With my pants around my ankles, I fell backwards. "What are you doing?" giggled one of the girls. "Just kissing!" Janet said. Two of the girls approached her, and the 3rd rushed over to me. "Are you alright?" she asked, the whole time staring at my penis. "Yeah", I said. I could feel her staring at me. I was all for letting her look as long as she liked. She finally looked up at me and asked "Can I touch it?" Feeling emboldened I said, "If I can touch yours."

The other girls heard this and came over and we stood in a circle. I half heartedly pulled my pants up. Leslie asked about our kissing and asked Janet if I was a good kisser. Janet, still embarrassed I guess from being caught, didn't reply. The tension in the air was heavy. Leslie stepped up to me and kissed me square on the mouth. She moaned, pretending passion. Then another girl pulled us apart and she gave me a quick peck. I let my pants drop and waited for the 4th girl to kiss me, which she did.

It was almost by mutual consent that the girls all pulled down their panties and I kissed each of them in turn like I had with Janet. Putting my penis against their bare vaginas and grinding while kissing. I don't know how long this went on, but I didn't want it to end.

I look back now and clearly remember Janet and Leslie were enjoying it. Both were breathing heavily and panting and when it was their turn each tried to be more passionate than the other. The other two girls I think were just curious or going along with the group.

One of the girls, or two of them pushed me down and I laid down on the floor. They took turns touching me and inspecting me, fingering my penis and balls. I in turn, stuck my fingers into Janet, Leslie and then the other two girls. I remember the last was positively dripping wet, but it was not Leslie or Janet. I remember how she screwed up her face and tensed as slid my finger into her. The warmth and wetness were incredible. I wiggled my finger and some minutes later she started shaking and squirming. I thought she was having a fit. "What's wrong?" one of the girls asked. "I don't know," the wet girl replied, "I have to go" and she left. The remaining 4 of us continued, touching, inspecting and kissing. Janet seemed the most interested and we kissed the most and touched each other more. I even touched her butt hole and she did not jump but smiled. I wish I had known about licking the girls vaginas or blow jobs for I would have liked to try it.

We all heard my sister calling my name and hurridly got dressed. We all walked out the front and my sister said it was time to come home for dinner. We had been in there for few hours but it seemed like minutes.

My sister gave me a suspisious look, but none of us said what went on. I had a few more adventures with Janet and some other girls from the neighborhood in that house and the park over the years, but those are stories for another time.

When I was 12 my family moved to a small town in Massachusetts. Our new neighbor was a beautiful widow in her forties. She offered me a part time job doing chores about as soon as I got settled in. One thing led to another and before long we were fucking regularly. She gave me my first blow job, took my virginity, taught me to eat her pussy and gave me pleasures I never knew were possible. Then one day when I was 13 she proposed marriage to me. She offered me her grandfather's gold pocket watch and chain the way a guy would offer a woman an engagement ring. I was speechless as I had fallen in love with her the first time her mouth touched my cock. Of course at first it was just lust on my part but it didn't take long for lust to turn into love.

I said yes about as fast as I could spit the words out. About as fast as I did I realized that I could not marry her right away since I was only 13 and in our state you have to be 18. But then Mary reminded me that she worked for the registry (What Massachusetts calls their DMV) She explained to me that all she had to do was have me come down to the registry and get my picture taken and she would make up all the details and in minutes I would have a state I.D. showing that I am 18. So the next day I went down to the registry at 13 and got a state I.D. proving that I was in fact 18 years old. The day after that we went down to the town clerk and got a marriage license and the day after that we went to the justice of the peace and got married. Not exactly legally but with the documents we had we could live as husband and wife and few would argue the point though of course we kept things very discrete. We continued to fuck but I still slept at home in my own room. A year later my family moved to another state and that was when I told my parents that I was married to the woman next door. My parents did not take it well. In fact my mom wanted my Dad to call the police. While my Dad was on the phone my Mom went next door to kill Mary. It didn't get that far though because I ran next door ahead of Mom and stood between her and my wife. The police got there and after showing them my I.D. and marriage certificate the police just left. My parents were not happy but they moved leaving me to live with Mary. That was 4 years ago and we now have three lovely daughters together.

My name is LC, and I have known that I fancied both boys and girls since I was about 13 years old. I never let on that I was a bi-girl, as I knew I would be picked on. I was mature for my years both physically and sexually. My hidden sexual desires and general dislike for school soon led to be being a bully. The girls I bullied were generally the pretty ones I fancied. It is a strange thing that we are sometimes horrible to those we fancy!

The first time I pinned a cute blonde girl up and against the wall by her hair, got my heart racing and my up$$y moist!
After that experience, it was at least a weekly occurrence, when some unfortunate beauty would get my attentions. Soon I attracted a little gang of weak individuals, who hung about with me. To stay in my favour they would be only too keen to join in the humiliation. I soon devised an initiation for all the members of my little gang.

I remember when I announced my initiation idea to my eager handful of followers. We were in our secret camp, which we had created over the railway line, amongst the scrub and trees. Our worded it is such a way that anyone who resisted was clearly not tough enough to be in my gang, and would no longer be my friend.

I then singled out the impish looking Beckie, who looked a little started as I told the other five girls to grab hold of her. Imagine her horror, and theirs when I ordered her to be stripped! She said nothing and the other girls ravished her, pulling off her Rihanna t-shirt, to revel her 28a bra - which was hardly worth wearing. Soon her jeans and underwear were off too. In turn I got all the girls to undress each other in much the same fashion. Finally I gave them permission to do the same to me! They all seemed very keen to strip me! Soon I had five naked girls clambering all over me and pulling at my short skirt and skimpy top. I remember the great feeling of exhilaration as my final item of clothing was torn from me! My tiny thong flew through the air and with it my final inhibitions. Soon I was dancing around naked and encouraging my embarrassed gang members to do the same. I then sat down legs crossed and unashamed!

I then cupped my aching and tingling breasts, my nipples were hard. I continued to tit myself up and then encouraged my gang members to do the same to themselves. They reluctantly obeyed. Finally one of my hands fell into my lap and began touching myself! Soon I was flicking at my cl*t pushing my hips up and moaning. Within moments I came! Then in turn I made the other girls do the same.

The initiation was no complete, what had started off as stripping any girls who wanted to be in my gang, had very quickly evolved into a masturb@@@@@@@@tion ritual!

My victims would, in the future, not just have to put up with a bit of hair-pulling, arm scratching and verbal abuse.

It was a Friday afternoon, at the end of school, when the redheaded Shauna brushed quickly passed me, obviously in a hurry. I don't think she meant to gently knock into me, a reasonable non-mad person would had just let it pass, particularly as she did apologise in her sexy Irish accent.

"Look where you are going you stupid bitch!" I instantly mouthed-off, keen to impress my entourage of sad gang members.

She again apologised as I jumped in front of her and blocked her way. She stood their looking flustered and waiting for me to get out of her way. My girls all looked on standing all around her, we numbered six in total.

Part of me just wanted to let her go, but I would lose face, and here was a chance to take humiliation another step further. I grabbed her by her long curly red locks! She gave out a tiny yelp. I then quickly bundled her, assisted by my gang into the nearby girls changing room. There was no CCTV in there, and no more gym classes that day.

Once inside we got her into the furthest corner. I then grasped her left breast. It was a good handful and threw its warm flesh I could feel her racing heartbeat. My other hand let go of her hair, and both my hands now massaged her ample tits! She tried to push my hands away, but I got the other girls to hold her arms behind her back. I now was free to undo her white blouse, and reveal her white bra and its cute pink bow, resting between those lovely well-formed cupped and covered breasts. The bow hid the tiny clasp that kept her fine chest covered from my gaze. I gently and with trembling hands fumble with the clasp. Despite her wriggling it came free, and her bra opened up, exposing her white breasts and brown rather large nipples!

I again grasped her tits, but this time they were naked! I played with her nipples, making them erect. Following my orders, I then stood back and observed, as my little gang of girls, pulled off Shauna's tartan school kilt, followed by her open top. Finally her navy school knickers were yanked down and off, leaving her in just her long grey school socks and patent black shoes.

I then exposed my own breasts, pulling open my blouse and lifting up my bra, and then rubbing my naked chest on Shauna's. All the gang had to then follow suit. I then made Shauna lift up my kilt and take down my knickers to my ankles. Once down I laid on the floor on my back, and fingered myself whilst everyone looked on!

Shauna got off lightly, compared to what happened to another victim the following week, or indeed the next time we kidnapped her a month or so later!








When I was 5 the family babysitter started touching me. I was13 confused at first but after the first time she sucked my little penis I wanted it all the time!

Anyone else like being m****ted as a child?