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My First Fuck .

Most Saturdays John who was 14 . Took his 11 year old sister to the wood at the back of their house . When us lads saw them going up the passage towards the wood . We followed . His sister took her knickers off and rolled her dress up . Laying on the ground . To let him fuck her . When he had cum . She invited us to fuck her . Some lads could not wait to fuck her . With us watching . I always wanted to . But being watched put me off . Every Saturday i walked in to the bushes to wank . Then one Saturday at the start of the school summer holiday . I was the only one there . It was the Saturday that was also the first day of the local factories holidays . Most people went to places like Skegnesss and Mablethorpe for a holiday . The kids were with them . When John had cum . She wanted me to fuck her . Asking me why i never did . I old her it was because i did not want to be watched . She asked if i would do it if john was not there . When i told her i would . She told John to go away . When he had gone she said come on then . I took my jeans off and got down to fuck her . Her pussy was wet with Johns cum . I slid in and fucked her . My first fuck . A few weeks later i met her when we were both walking through the wood . We walked together and talked . She asked me why i was still watching and not joining in . I told her i was too embarrassed . Did i want to fuck her now . When i said yes . She led me in to the wood . In to some bushes . This time she undrssed and put her clothes on the ground . To lay on them . I took all my clothes off . Geting down to fuck her . Her pussy was moist but no cum this time . The feel when i slipped in to her pussy was so much nicer . I could feel it tight round my cock . I was soon cumming in her pussy . That week while my parents were at work . She came to my house and we fucked .

Do They Own Me?

I drunkenly fucked my friends dad after my friend went to bed in their living room.

His dad got really touchy w me and being drunk it felt good, he had his hand up my shorts and was rubbing my clit behind the island where my friend couldn't see while we were all taking shots. I had to hide my moans so much. It got really difficult when we all started watching a movie. I was already jerking off my friend under the covers when i felt his dads hand on my inner thigh. I could tell my friend was getting close so just said fuck it and got under the covers, faced my ass towards his dad and started sucking. He didnt notice his dad was fingering me, though i wanted him too so maybe theyd fuck me together..
After a couple mins my friend came into my mouth and told his dads hes going to bed w his cock still hanging out his pants, " dont you dare fuck my friend, hes my fuck toy" he told his dad still not noticing i was still moaning under the covers.

When i heard his door shut his dad ripped off the covers , grabbed my hips, pulled me onto his lap and started fingering me so fast i couldnt help but moan " daddy" outloud.

He must really liked me calling him daddy cuz he got very dominant and face fucked me till he commanded me to bend over the couch back and slid his cock into me. He was very rough and kept telling me im such a good slut for them. That my pussy belongs to their cocks.

After his dad came inside me, he fingered me while i sat on his lap enjoying his big fingers inside my hole. He fucked me a couple more times before we heard my friend getting up and decided to make breakfast like we just got up even tho he was using my pussy non stop.

After breakfast his dad went to take a nap and it was my friends turn to fuck me.

We were 14 and 17 at the time. His dad was in his early 40s.

This happened a couple times a year and still does. 2 months ago his dad took me to a hotel and we fucked... but i also was fucked by a few of his friends.. id knock at their door and theyd be there already undressed ready to fuck me. It was 2 days of being used by multiple men.

My friend has a few of his friends who want to fuck me.. maybe i should ask his das to get me a hotel so not only can his kids friends come use me.. but his friends can too. I know his dads friends are all married but they couldnt get enough of my holes in the hotel.

I want to fuck other men but they keep saying they own me and they decide who i fuck ... but i really just want to go find a gloryhole or post a kijiji ad about fucking my pussy

Sex Ed Class And Real Life Sex Ed Afterwards

We had a sex ed class in the 8th grade. I attended a small religious based all girls school. In those days the closest we had come to sex ed was when we got our periods. The old you are woman now, so keep your legs crossed. The teacher charged with giving us the lesson relied on a movie. Becoming a Woman, a Lesson plan for young women.

But the movie didn't work in the projector. The principle called my father, because we owned a movie theatre, and he sent my cousin who was a projectionist to fix it. And he had to nurse the movie in the old projector, while we the girls sat there with lessons on how to put a condom on, how to wash and prepare our genitals for our husbands, to remember that a husband well treated, was more willing to treat us in bed later. We had pictures, cartoon drawings, or erect penises and open vulvas, and arrows indicating the hole that the penis went into. In those days the clitoris was ignored in sex ed.

After that lesson my cousin was visiting our house and I asked him if he was embarrassed. He wasn't, he showed me his penis. I held his penis, very erect and majestic. I learned how to hold my hair back as I put his penis in my mouth, so he was well treated. I lay back with my legs open, long before I ever did that with a doctor. He poked my genitals showing me where my vagina was, as if I didn't know. But he pushed his finger in up to his knuckle. He moved his finger around until I was nice and juicy before he stuck his penis in. There was no stopping, or coitus interruptus, there was only my cousin fucking me like I deserved it. When he did pull it out and lift himself off me, I was no longer a virgin, far from it.

I got my tits squeezed, my tits sucked, my ass spanked, my butthole poked with his finger. I found out that I could be fucked like a dog, on my hands and knees and he could get it all in that way. I saw my aroused genitals with a hand mirror, and felt his tongue licking me. Of the things he did with me, the one that I pulled away from was when he spanked me. But I loved it, every swat of it. I love being spanked, it's the first step to arousal.

He fucked me, because that's the word for it. He fucked me. And I loved it. I was the first girl in my school to drop out because I was pregnant, but not the last. That old movie on a reel, given to my father and kept in a closet, is still there. From the moment I saw a cartoon drawing of an erection I wanted it.

Crazy Urge To Masturbate Often

Currently in my second year at a university in Ohio. I was a virgin till I moved to college my freshman year and ever since having sex I constantly crave it.

Thing is I've only had sex twice. That was last year. Living in a dorm you'd think would make it easy to find dick but not for me oddly.

But I love to masturbate. Any chance I get I have my hand in my panties. Or my dildo on my tight wet pussy. Or recently my dildo in my butt. Yes recently found out it feels amazing to ride my dildo anally.

Typically when I'm in my dorm room I'm masturbating when I’m not working on school work. Or when I’m showering after working out I'm rubbing my clit trying not to moan.

I have a feeling I'm not the only woman masturbating in college either.

I shaved my pussy for the first time a few weeks ago and being bald down there makes my panties rub my clit nonstop all day.

I need dick bad.

Saw Them In The Stables

When I was a young boy I would spend the summers on my grandparents farm with my older sister. She was about 2 years older than me and all of my friends always had crushes on her.

This particular summer we were spending helping out and being “productive” and my parents would put it, I had just turned 12 and still didn’t know much about the birds and bees.

I would always finish my chores as quickly as possible so that I could play the rest of the day with my friend Jeffrey who lived down the road. We would often take advantage of the acres of pasture, woods, creeks, barn, and stables to play hide and seek.

One day we were playing about and I was “it”. In searching for Jeffrey, I came near the stables and heard some rustling inside and thought perhaps I could sneak up on Jeffrey and surprise him. I knew the horses were out at pasture so sneaking up on him would be easy. I crawled in through one of the doors and made my way down to the stall where I heard the noise. As I got closer I could make out grunting and heavy breathing along with the sound of shuffling hay. In my confusion I decided to investigate further without drawing attention to myself.

I entered the stall next to it and found a knot hole in one of the planks. I looked through and was shocked to find myself looking at a profile view of my sister completely naked on top of someone who was laying on a blanket and hay bale. She was moving her hips forwards and backwards and grunting as a pair of hands slide up her flat stomach and began to fondle her tiny breasts. As I moved to get a fuller look at the scene in front of me I saw the other person’s face. It was my grandfather.

My grandfather was not a small man. He had a large and hairy belly and a full white beard. His hands were coarse and weathered along with his wrinkled skin. My sister could not have been further juxtaposed to him in appearance. She was very petite and as I mentioned, she had very small breasts. Her tiny frame was in stark contrast to his as they moved and panted together. I saw her hands pressed firmly into his soft chest and her fingers disappeared into his think and curly hair.

Her firm bubble butt was really the only part of her you could see compared to her otherwise narrow silhouette and it would jiggle with each thrust of her hips. Their movements were hypnotic to my young mind and I couldn’t understand exactly what I was watching but I was enjoying it.

I watched as they shifted on the bale and at one point my grandfather had to reposition himself to keep from falling off. From this new angle I was watching my sister’s back and had a more direct view of her incredible butt. My grandfather’s hands found her hips and lifted her up slightly and that is when I saw him begin to thrust quickly up and into her, causing ripples in her butt and hips while I got my first look at his sagging balls dancing and slapping against her. Her moans grew louder and frantic and shortly after I saw my grandfather’s legs spread wider and he thrust into her one more time and stayed lodged deep inside her while she began to spasm and clench her buttocks over and over while a roar came from my grandfather’s chest.

They stayed frozen for a few moments before collapsing back down and I saw my sister lean forward onto his chest. This gave me a clear view of my grandfather’s hair balls hanging below the base of his penis lodged deep inside my sister’s vagina. It was fascinating and I couldn’t look away. Their voices were soft and muffled but shortly after I saw my sister lift a leg off of him and his penis slid out of her followed by a torrent of semen. I watched as she was half bent over and more semen oozed out of her. I had no idea what it was but I remember it like it was yesterday.

They never knew I was there and throughout that summer I often saw them scamper off or return from some unknown place. I never came across another netting place for them but I knew what they were up to.

That fall when we returned home, I remember a hullabaloo with my parents and sister. I overheard accusations about being a “slut” and discussion about another boy that lived near my grandparents along with conversation about a doctor’s appointment to “resolve” things. Looking back it was clear she had an abortion that year and our parents thought the culprit was another young boy that I know she never spent time with.

To this day I think back to that day many, many years ago. I would be lying if I said it didn’t excite me and occupy my fantasies to this day

I know I said I'm 18 but I'm really 15.

My mom's boyfriend raped me when I was 10. I know you probably figure he deserved to be castrated and executed. You would be wrong.

My mom and her boyfriend started to date when I was 9. I didn't know at the time but he had confessed to her that he was a child molester and on the sexual offender watch list. Both of his victims were 7 year old twin daughters of the girl he was dating. He did only a little prison time for it and was on parole when he met my mom.

He was really nice. He was also gorgeous. He had a pretty face that he kept perfectly shaved. He looked half his age. He was 30 and looked 15. He had long hair and looked kind of feminine and had very soft looks. He was slender. Did I mention he was really nice?? He was. He was kind and soft spoken and affectionate and not in a dirty way.

One day Mom had to go away for the weekend and asked her boyfriend to babysit me. I was 10 by then. We had grown quite close. Up to then he had not made a single move on me unless you counted he washed my back when I was in the bath (at my request) and he loved to shampoo my hair (also at my request since to me it's a chore) and he would massage my feet (his idea but it felt awesome so I let him) and he even gave me the best neck and shoulder massages. he would have me sit on his lap and brush my hair and play with it for hours at a time. I figured out from sitting on his erection that I was turning him on and I planned to use that to my advantage. Mom had explained sex and reproduction to me and gave me advanced lectures on manipulating men using sex. I intended to experiment with Mom's boyfriend in that last topic.

Mom's boyfriend, Jake, short for Jacob, told her that was a bad idea. He said he should NOT be left alone with little girls. She said nonsense, he knew he was a file and simply warned him to keep his hands to himself and he said he would but really didn't want the temptation as it was painful for him to be that close and not be able to touch. He described it as being an alcoholic working at a bar as a bar tender and his boss one day told him he had to taste every beverage but then spit it out and not swallow. Looking back, a very apt analogy.

He seemed quite scared and I picked up on it though not sure what he was scared about. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Mom and Jake, I had developed a condition known as precocious puberty. My breasts were budding and I had a full bush of pubic hair and only two weeks after this incident I had my first period, yes at ten. Of course I didn't know at the time what it was. I only knew that I was the only girl my age with a big bush of pubic hair and a-cup tits and in fact there were a lot of 11 and 12 year old's not nearly as developed as I was. Accompanying these developments were intense, hormone induced desires. Not long before this happened I started to masturbate and had my first orgasm from doing that. My primary masturbatory fantasies surrounded Jake raping me. It was in fact all I could think of. I spent a lot of time looking at internet porn. It is funny how parent still think they can protect their children from porn by locking them out or putting special software on their computers but there are so many ways around all that. I found where someone had posted a video of two men, a teen with long hair like Jake and an older guy with a huge cock both fucking a 9 year old girl and she kept telling them "rape me harder, make it hurt more Daddy!" It was only about a minute long and I played it in a continuous loop and frigged myself like crazy wishing that was being done to me and I was the 9 year old victim and Jake was one of the two guys. I don't remember how many times that video gave me an orgasm.

So when I found out that I would be alone with Jake for three whole days I saw my chance. I was so horny I lost all control of myself and threw myself at him. So knowing he had a thing for long hair I got my hairbrush and hopped onto his lap (something he had long forbidden me from ever doing) and and handed it to him and commanded "brush my hair." He shoved me off his lap and said "don't do that." I figured out really fast why he was reluctant. I saw his erection tenting his shorts. So I went back into my room and went back on the computer. I suspected that the reason he acted like he did was because he was a child molester but one with guilty feelings and the way mom talked to him I suspected she knew about it and that was why she warned him the way she did. but knowing about the sex offenders watch list and suspecting he was one I put two and two together and looked him up to see if he was on it. Sure enough there he was and it even said his crime, raping two 7 year old girls. Now I knew I had him. It was just a matter of finding his breaking point and I knew I had to do it before the end of the weekend as I didn't know when my next chance might be.

So I snuck into my moms room and stole some lingerie. I put on a black lace bra, garter belt, fishnet stockings, crotchless lace panties and topped it off with six inch black pumps. Oh and I kept my hair in pigtails. I then put on red nail polish and red lipstick. I strutted into the living room where Jake was watching the game and walked right up to him and simply said "rape me." Now what file could resist a 10 year old in prostitute costume demanding "rape me." well apparently Jake because he screamed at me to go put on some clothes and wipe the "paint" off my face.

Ok so that blew up in my face. Then I got to thinking that if he liked little girls he probably wouldn't find someone wearing clothes like that especially sexy so I went back to the computer and searched for information on what files liked to see their victims wear. The top two choices were school girl uniform and little girl Pj's. Other contenders were girl scout uniform, cheer leader uniform and slutty lingerie. Well I already tried one of those and it didn't work and I wasn't a girl scout or cheerleader so that left little girl Pj's and school girl uniform. I honestly thought the PJ's were the best choice. I happen to have a pink onesie that zippered to the neck and covered every thing but the face and had two cute bunny ears and holes for pigtails and a flap in the back for using the toilet. I put it on, shoved my pigtails through the pigtail holes. zippered up and undid the flap so my ass and crotch would be exposed. I then got my hairbrush and strutted back into the living room.

"I've been a very naughty girl Daddy, please punish me!" Well I thought for sure that would do it. It didn't. He told me to stop screwing around and that he was going to tell my mom and she would be the one to punish me. I couldn't even convince him to brush my hair but I could see I was getting to him because his dick was still tenting his shorts and I'm pretty sure it wasn't because his team was winning.

so I went back to my room and changed out of the Pj's and into the school girl uniform. I fixed my pigtails and put them up this time in big burgundy bows. I curled my pigtails to make them look more like a little girl's pigtails. I put on my sheerest white blouse which had short sleeves. Before that I put lipstick on my nipples to make them more visible through my blouse. I put on white cotton panties but I cut a hole in them so he could fuck his choice of my kunt or ass if he wanted to without taking them ..(continue confession)

Never Stops

I've always been a horny person. Eversince I was 12 I've been sucking suck cock. I got my first dildo which was 7 inched long and 3 inches wide. My little 14 year old pussy could barely fit it. The first day I got it I brought it to this small little play house that had alot of privacy. I slid my pants and panties off until my pussy was exposed. I lubed up the dildo and started slowly putting in my pussy. I couldn't stop moaning feeling it going deeper and deeper. Eventually I was all the way down. After bouncing a few times I started playing w my clit. The combination of those two made me squirt. The feeling was so good I couldn't stop making myself squirt. By the time I was shaking and couldn't ride anymore I left a huge puddle. I sat on the bench in the playhouse and started using my hands to push the dildo into me. I started squirting again! That time It felt so good I wouldn't stop thrusting it into me until I blacked out.

When I woke up one of the neighbors were at the door. He was a 25 year old. I invited him in pussy still exposed too. We started kissing, after a min he pulled out his cock and I couldn't help myself but sit right down on it. Feeling the warmth of him inside me was so good. I told him to be rough. He instantly put me into doggystyle and started thrusting into me so hard I started squirtin more. He finished in his condom not long layer amd we both went our ways

I Love Cock!

The doctor said I had a medical condition called precocious puberty. It means that I went into puberty very early. The girls in my family tend to be short, slender and flat chested which is damned inconvenient unless you like guys who like little girls. So I developed small breasts and some blond pubic hair at seven and had my first period at nine. But I was a horny little demon girl at around six.

I first became conscious of it in the first grade when it tingled a lot between my legs and I just had to rub myself. My teacher took me to the bathroom and asked what was going on and I didn't have the words to explain but just rubbed myself in front of her. She put her hand down my pants and into my panties and gave a soft gentle rub and asked if it felt better and it did and I asked her not to stop. She said she could only do that if I promised to keep it a secret. I'd have paid nearly any price to convince her to keep her fingers in my panties all the time. She told me I shouldn't rub myself in front of other people but if I could manage self control she would rub me there every day to make me feel good. I basically tried to fuck her finger every time she did that and had no idea why. I just needed it badly.

In the second grade my nipples started to hurt and fine blond hair started to sprout between my legs. I was scared someone would find out about the hair down there and think I was some kind of beast. But I was mostly concerned that there was something wrong with my nipples and showed them to my mom who took me to the doctor who then took a few months to figure out I had precocious puberty. He explained to me that I was becoming a woman way younger than most girls and that my breasts would get bigger like a grown up woman but probably not bigger than my Mom's. He told me to expect more hair and that I would get my period at a younger age but couldn't tell me when. Finally he told me I might want to do stuff with boys and if I did I should tell my Mom. As if!

In second grade I tried to mess around with some of the boys in my grade but none were the slightest bit interested. Our school was grade K-8 and so we had boys as old as 14 or even 15 who were in the 8th grade. The doctor gave my Mom a book on where babies come from intended for young children so she gave it to me and explained everything in it. I am glad for the education but it didn't help me find a boy who would touch me between the legs like I needed until I met Michael. Mike as he preferred to be called was six years older than me, in the 7th grade and 13. I started hanging out with him in the school yard as much as I could but he didn't seem the slightest bit interested in me until I got him alone and offered to suck his dick if he'd put his hand in my panties and rubbed me good. He looked shocked and said he'd never had a girlfriend before and therefore never had a blow job much less seen a naked girl except on the internet. I told him he could see my tits (barely little puffy nipples on the ends of little cones of flesh). He and I couldn't figure out how we could get together in private place and do everything I wanted to do and then my baby sitter quit. Mom needed a new baby sitter for me after school until she got home from work and then on weekend nights. I told Mike and he agreed to apply for the job. Two weeks later Mike and I were finally alone together in my bedroom and I finally had a finger in me rubbing again which I missed when first grade was over. I humped his hand almost violently then had my very first orgasm which scared me but at the same time felt so damned good I was ok with dying if that's what it was but it wasn't. I promised Mike I'd suck his dick and so he took it out and put it in my mouth and I sucked and found I loved it. Mike showed me some porn on the internet so I could figure out the best way to get him to cum in my mouth and about an hour later he did and I loved that too. At seven I was instantly addicted to sucking cock almost as much as I craved fingers in my pussy. Mike didn't have an especially big cock and managed to get about a third of it into my pussy before I felt my hymen rip. The sex book I had explained that it would probably tear the first time and it would hurt perhaps just stinging a little or it would burn a lot. I was in between. It hurt but not horribly and not enough to get me to tell Mike to get it out. In fact it spurned me on to try to impale myself all the way onto his dick which I did. A few minutes later he came in me. Mike became my secret boy friend and I became his horny seven year old slut and willing sex slave.

At eight Mom had me keep sanitary napkins in my back pack just in case. it was a good idea. Wearing a white dress was a bad idea. We switched to brown, grey and red clothes until we figured out the timing of my periods. I didn't know why but having my period made me a billion times hornier than normal and when Mike came over I didn't just throw myself at him I tore his clothes off him violently and r*ped him which implies he didn't consent which he did enthusiastically but I thought of it as r*pe and liked it that way. I needed him and so I took possession of his body and used him to feed my cravings and it just happened that he liked it.

At my tenth birthday party I stopped pretending Mike was just my baby sitter and I think Mom figured it out along the way. I dressed like an older teenage prostitute standing on the corner trying to drum up business. I did it for him but also I liked having boys gawk at me. It made me feel sexy. The first time Mom caught me straddling Mike's lap tongue fucking his mouth she didn't say anything except "get a room" so we did, mine. No more hiding from Mom. Mike and I acted like we were already married and he just spent more and more time with me and it stopped being baby sitting and became Mom giving Mike a little spending money to take me out on a date with him. He got his car then and that is exactly what we did. Every chance we got we'd be feeling each other up, giving each other head and fucking. One time we forgot to close the bedroom door while she was out and she found us in bed naked and asleep with Mike's dick still inside my ten year old pussy both of us snoring up a storm. She just covered us with a blanket and closed the door. We'd walk down the hall to the bathroom together covered in towels and take turns on the toilet then shower together like a married couple then go back to what became our room.

When Mike was 17 and I was 11 his Dad got a job in another state and Mom agreed to let him live with us until graduation. I was at first scared he'd move away then elated when he and mom worked things out. He was now officially a part of the household and not just a five times a week guest and frequent overnight guest. He was now moved in. A week later Mom sat us down and told us that as far as she was concerned, Mike and I were married. That meant he was expected to get at least a part time job and contribute some to the household income. He did and kept up his grades.

Mike turned 18 and graduated from high school a few weeks later shortly after I turned 12. That's when Mom sat us down again and had a talk. She spoke to a lawyer and found out that in our state, or rather commonwealth, a ..(continue confession)