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  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 20

    I grew up in a small town with my mom & step dad, life was pretty good & pretty normal. Dad had left when I was only a baby so I never new him. As far as I was concerned my step dad was my only father, he even adopted me legally when he & mom got married. I lost mom when I was 13 but my step dad was there to look after me but things started to change. He started drinking ALOT, but was still just dad.

    One night when I was taking a bath, dad got home from the local bar & came into the bathroom. I felt awkward but he started talking like everything was normal & after a while I felt quite comfortable. This happened every time I had a bath after that but it felt ok coz it was just dad. After all he'd seen me naked plenty when I was little.

    Then one night while I was bathing dad asked has any woman shown you how to wash properly?? I was taken off guard so didn't answer then dad said coz moms not here I'll have to teach you what a woman should know. He then started instructing me on how to wash my body "the right way" & then how to wash my pussy. He told me to wash inside my pussy with my fingers. He didn't touch me, he just sat there & instructed.

    This went on a while & became quite normal. After all he was only teaching me what mom would have, right??

    Then one night he said mom always believed woman should be clean shaven for cleanliness. This worried me because I had no idea how to shave my pussy & was afraid of cutting myself with the razor. Dad could tell I was afraid & said "I could do it for you" He said not to worry coz he knew what he was doing because he'd always done it for mom.

    So he had me lay down in the bathroom, lathered me up and carefully shaved my pussy. It felt so weird but at the same time really nice. I felt guilty because i felt good when dad shaved me. My body would tingle in a way it had not done before.

    After that Dad started getting stricter with me to teach me how a woman should behave. He made me dress diferantly at home, "the way a woman should dress". I had to come straight home after school & have me change into short dresses & cook dinner for him & his friends. I was late home a couple of times so dad put me over his knee & spanked me in front of his friends. This wasnt too unusual as id always got a spanking if i didnt listen, this was a little differant however beacause dad had done it in front of his friends. He said that women had to be punished in a way that embarresed them in order to learn.

    The last time I came home late, I had found that all my underwear had dissapeared. Dad said that if I wanted to wear pretty womens things I had to learn to behave like one.

    One evening dad came home really drunk with his friends. I was so angry at being woken up to let them in that I back chatted a little out of frustration.

    I have never seen my dad get that angry! He took me over his knee, i closed my eyes tight, lifted my nighty & spanked me so hard. All dads friends went silent all of a sudden. I opened my eyes & saw them all staring at my bare behind. I was so embarrassed! To make matters worse, one of dads idiot friends whispers 'she shaves her pussy'.

    I started crying then. Dad stopped his spanking & with me still on his knee he said he was sorry, he did' nt mean to make me cry. Then he started rubbing my butt to make it feel better. It was such an odd sensation, my skin was so sensitive that I got goose pimples & my whole body started tingling.

    As dad was rubbing my butt his hand started brushing over my pussy. Then I noticed that he was only rubbing my pussy. I then noticed a strange hard pressure under my body. My dad was getting hard! I had never seen this before, didn't even know that it happened to men, much less felt it!

    By this time, all dads friends just watched in stunned drunken silence. I was pretty stunned myself. But the thing that stunned me most was how great it felt.

    Dad was still rubbing & I could feel myself getting wet. Then one of dads fingers slid between my lips. He slid his finger up & down my slit a few times. I couldn't believe how exquisite it felt. Then he slipped his finger inside my pussy. I had never felt anything quite like it.

    I found myself pushing back against his hand. I guess dad knew I was enjoying it because he put two more fingers in after that. He started asking me if I liked it. All I could say was 'yes daddy, yes daddy'. Then he said ' if you're a good girl from now on, this is what you'll get'. He then sent me to bed feeling very confused and extremely frustrated.

    Dad apologized to me the next morning for touching me that way. I know that sounds funny considering he shaved my pussy for me, but you see, he had never touched me in a sexual way. When he shaved me it was just that, he had never put anything inside me or even got a hard on as far as I knew. He was almost in tears, I could tell he felt really guilty. I felt so sorry for him I said " it's okay dad, I liked it". Immediately he seemed to feel better but promised me he would not touch me like that again. I hate to say it but I felt so diss appointed at hearing that.

    Things pretty much went back to normal after that ( well, as normal as our house could be) except dad wouldn't shave me anymore. He did coach me through it and watched me while I did it though. But I don't think he trusted himself to touch me.

    Life went on and I was still wearing what I should, getting home when I should & cooking & cleaning for dad & his drunken friends. Dads friends started acting different around me ever since the spanking. They all new I didn't wear underwear, so they'd drop things for me to pick up when dad wasn't looking & the braver ones would cop a quick feel.

    One night, dad asked one of his particularly touchy feely friends "do you think my daughters been a good girl??". To which of course his drunken friend replied "she's the best". Dad then asked his friend "do you know what she gets if she's a good girl??". I took one look at dads friend & knew he remembered what dad promised to give me if I was a good girl. Dad didn't wait for his friend to answer, instead he told me to get down on all fours in front of his friend. He then told his friend " I think I'll let you do the honors". My heart was pounding, from excitement or fear I couldn't tell. After a little hesitation & encouragement, dads friend started rubbing my pussy and then started finger fucking me. I started moving to meet his hand and as he inserted more fingers & started ramming faster, I started moaning. Nothing had ever felt so good & I think I lost my mind for a little while! It felt so very good and I could feel myself reaching the brink. Then the weirdest thing happened, I looked up at dad, he was smiling at me, well that made me loose it, I came so hard I couldn't believe it!

    The next morning dad explained that he knew I enjoyed being finger fucked the first time and wanted to make sure I still got to enjoy that even if he couldn't give it to me himself. He also said there were other "rewards" for being a good girl and he would make sure I got a taste of it all.

    After that, anytime I did anything good, one of dads friends was always there with a willing set of hands. Anytime I fetched a beer for one of them, anytime I served them dinner, anytime i did anything remotely nice I got my pussy played with! each time it happens I look at my dad who is always smiling at me. I like that every time cum, it's dads face I'm looking into.

    One afternoon when I came home with an A+ for a project I'd done at school, dad asked his friend to eat my pussy. What a revelation!

    I still haven't had sex but love what I've had so far. The only problem is, I think I want my dad. I want his fingers in my pussy or arse, I want his tongue on my clit, I want him sucking my pussy. What I want most of all is to fuck my dad. Help! I can't stop thinking about it!!!!!!

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  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Im 18 years old female still living at home.I live with my mom and my stepdad. My stepdad is a nice man very handsome hes 43 years old.My mom and him have been having problems I hear them arguing alot and notice hes been sleeping on the sofa in the morning.Well my mom got a loan on a car about a year ago and told me to pay on on it and start being a responsible adult.Well I started to get behind on the payments.I started to panic how am I going to pay the bill.Well Ive been noticing my panties missing from my dresser.At first I thought I was misplacing them.Then I notice my good thongs were having stains on them.Well one night I walk in the restroom and caught him jacking off while smelling my panties. At first I was shocked and disgusted then I got wet and horny I told him he didnt have to do that.He was scared I told him I could pleasure him but it would cost him he said how much my car payment he agreed so now I give him handjobs or suck his dick if he cums in my mouth I get extra gas money or if cums in my ass.He tells me he loves me and always fantized about me and I think I love him too the best stepdad anyonene can have.I love when he spits that load down my throat or comes in my room in the middle of the night and fucks me.I get really pissed off and jeaolus when I see my mom with him because I want him for myself.

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Straight Female / 18

    Cheated on my boyfriend last weekend and it felt so good, never been so wet and juicy in my life, he pounded me for hours. It was such intense passionate sex could feel his thick big cock pulse inside of me while he shot his hot load in me twice. And now I just want more and more, now have a obsession with thick cocks and feeling the hot cum inside me, someone please help me out

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Slept at my friend's house. Woke-up horny during the night and could feel his body next to mine. My friend was awake also and he was touching my arm, my back and our legs were touching. At one point he had his hand on my stomach and then went for my cock. I was hard. He pulled down my undies and grabbed my cock and went down on it with a gulp.

    He sucked me nice and slow and I could feel his hot wet mouth around my throbbing cock. He had done this before as he was soooo good. I was about to cum and was trying to remove his head but he just kept going and let me cum in his mouth.

    My entire body shivered as I shot what seemed a huge load and he just kept going and swallowed. Not a word was exchanged and he rolled over and we went back to bed.



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  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 26

    Ok...I know this is beyond kinky for many, but I totally did not plan this.
    In fact, I have never even considered anything like this in my 26 years, it was totally spontaneous.

    I am happily married and almost 7 months pregnant.
    I am 5'10, and normally weigh around 130-135 for perspective sake.
    My Husband is a great man and an excellent provider.
    However I am often lonely as he works on an offshore oil platform and is gone for long periods.
    Just over 3 months ago my 19 year old Brother moved in with us after he transferred to a college close to where we recently bought a home.

    Matt (not his real name) is a very cool guy. He is handsome, smart and very athletic. Much like my husband.
    My Brother started advertising in craigslist as an unlicensed masseuse, and gives massages to men and woman for $35.00 for a half hour, and $45.00 for an hour.
    He does fairly well, and is a self starter. He's never any trouble and I love having him around for company, security, and conversation.

    My Brother has been attending Lamaze classes with me and helping me around the house a lot. We have two dogs, and I am a clean freak, so they get bathed every 10 days or so in our large master shower.
    Now that my baby bump is now more then just a bump, My Bro has been washing the dogs. The other day he washed the dogs, and I just assumed he would be wearing trunks, boxers, or something. Matt finished washing Travis, our ridgeback, and called for Pooka, our 1 year old Lab. When I brought him in, Matt was standing there ready to hand off Travis for me to dry.
    As I turned the corner, I could see Matt was naked, and he made no attempt to cover up. He has a beautiful body...around 6 feet tall, dark hair like me, his eyes are blue, mine are green.
    I'm a terrible judge of weight, but he is an athlete, and is fairy muscular so he looked great. What got my attention though was his simi erect penis. I have seen a fair amount of penises in my life, but Matt's was so thick. I mean.....I know he is my Brother, but a penis is a penis, and Matt's was impressive!

    My Husband has a great dick...it's pretty big, but I always wished it was just a little thicker.
    So....I made like I did not really notice, or care that Matt was naked. I handed off Pooka, and took Travis and dried him.

    While Matt began washing Pooka, I felt a bit flushed, so I went to the kitchen and opened a bottle of wine, and had my allowable single glass of Merlot.
    I changed into a leotard that accentuated my full breast, and what I considered to be a still pretty good body for a preggo girl.
    I really had no intentions other then I was horny as hell and there was a man in my shower with a great body and hell of a thick penis. I was not attempting to seduce Matt as much as I was attempting to look as attractive as he did. We were both good athlete's, and both very competitive.
    Soon Matt called my name again. I walked in with a fresh towel in my hand and grabbed pooka. Instead of leaving though, I sat down and began to dry Pooka.
    As I did so, I looked up and Matt stood in the shower looking at me. This time though his dick was fully erect....it stood up with a pronounced upward curve, and t was so damn thick with a very large reddish purple head. OMG....It was so hot.

    I kinda starred at it...I mean...I could not help it. Matt looked at me and could not judge what I was thinking and started to apologize, and began to cover it.
    I told him it was ok....I mean...I told him I thought it was the nicest penis I had ever seen.
    Matt turned so red...so did I. We both started laughing.

    Pooka was dry, and I let her run off. So..matt began to wash his hair as we made small talk. His hard dick stayed hard...it might have even gotten a little harder even.

    As we talked I was nervously rubbing my neck, that was constantly bothering me due to my weighty preggo tits. Matt asked if my neck was hurting and I said yes...as usual.
    He said that hot steam and a good rub would make me feel like new. I said I was not too sure if that was such a great idea, and Matt told me I was being foolish and to just get naked and get in the shower with him. He said..."Its not like were gonna do anything"

    I was taking the last few sips out of my rather large glass of wine, and said...ok...what the heck.
    I stood up and pulled my leotard to the ground and stepped out of it in one full motion.
    My boobs that are normally a perfect 34C were now more like a 36 D.

    My only embarrassing aspect was that I usually trim my bush pretty tightly but have let it go a bit so although my black pubes were not out of control, I had a fairly thick pelt of pubic hair.
    I walked in clutching my favorite bath towel, and Matt slowly took the towel from me and hung it over the shower glass. We stood there for a sec, just facing each other. His stiff dick pointing straight out at me. I began to laugh, as he had shampoo on the tip of his nose and his hair was sort of pointing up with shampoo in it. He laughed and this broke the ice. He had a bottle of bath gel in his hand. He squeezed some into his hand and told me to turn around.

    I did and he began to massage my neck. And OMG...it felt so good. My pain began to subside almost immediately.
    As he worked my neck, I commented how good it felt, and that what if our Mother, or my husband walked in....what would they think??
    He said it did not matter...he was just making me feel good. He said...I mean, I'm making you feel better"
    Just as he said that...that big cock of his poked me in the right but cheek. Neither of us said a word. His cock remained in contact with my ass, and I told him that everything feels so good.
    Matt began to sort of gyrate or thrust ever so slightly as he worked my neck. I began to push back (not so slightly) in an obvious sign of approval and continued my moans.
    Matt then did something that would alter our relationship forever.
    He slid his hands down my sides, reached forward with soapy hands and began to massage my boobs.
    It felt so good. Both from a massage point of view...(My boobs were pent up inside a bra that was too small, and from a sexual point of view.
    His big fat penis was now firmly pressed against my bubble butt, now sorta on the bibber side, and I all I could think about now was getting my hands on it and sucking it.

    I know it was so wrong, but I wanted to fuck my Brother. Or rather, I wanted to see what it would feel like to have that double wide dick inside my vagina!
    I moaned, then reached back and gripped my Brothers dick. Oh...Oh...It was so nice. I mean, it was like a perfect penis. I reached back with my other hand and grabbed my Brothers muscular ass. Wow.....I thought to myself......Gee, my Brother is going to make some lucky girl very happy with his perfectly muscular butt and beautifully large thick dick.
    He throbbed in my hand. At first I just gripped it as I marveled at how my hand was so small wrapped partially around it.
    Matt began to moan as he slid his hand down and began to rub my unusually hairy vagina.
    I blushed with embarrassment and told him I usually shave it almost smooth.
    Matt told me he thought it was extra sexy...and that he likes a pussy with a little extra hair. That made me feel better...he began to rub my clit and finger me slightly as he thrusted his big dick in and out of my hand.

    My husband had been offshore for almost three weeks, and even before he left, this last time, we did not have sex cuz his back is messed up.
    I gave him 3 blowjobs while he was home which he loves, but I have not had a real penis inside of me for nearly 2 months.
    I was not sure exactly how this was going to go, But I knew something was going to happen. I wont lie, I wanted my Brother to fuck me, and to fuck me good.
    I turned to him and faced Matt. He said he thought I was beautiful and the fact that I was pregnant turned him on like crazy.
    I kissed my Brother lightly on the lips while stroking his penis. He started to suck on my large nipples as if I was nursing him.
    I then sat down on the shower bench and took the head of my Brothers penis into my mouth.
    It was so thick. I took my time and slowly tried to get as much into my mouth as possible...my pussy was flowing and aching to be filled.
    I began to suck my Brother using mostly my hand and mouth.. Only maybe 3-4 inches fit in.
    Soon he asked me if I wanted to "do it" ......I looked at him sort of confused for a sec, and he said, "You know...do you want to fuck"??
    I did not say anything, but stood up and turned away from him. I bent slightly and told him to go ahead and stick it in, but to go slow cuz he was bigger then what I am use to.
    I felt him guide the tip of his engorged cock to the entrance of my vag. He then stopped, dropped to his knees, and began to lick me and tongue me.
    He then slowly began to enter me. It's strange....but I really did not feel as though I was cheating on Michael (my Husband), rather I felt so excited that I was going to screw a man I have known all my life, I loved, and that I trusted.
    Matt slowly pushed his dick into me until I felt his rather large sack resting against my vag/bush. He did not move at first. I felt so incredibly full...I MEAN I WAS COMPLETLY STUFFED FULL!
    It felt so good. I asked him if something was wrong because he was not moving, and he said he almost ejaculated as he entered me and he wanted to control it.
    He then began to withdraw and re-enter as we began to screw.
    Matt reached around with soapy hands and massaged my pregnant utters as he thrusted very powerfully in and out. Pumping me as my entire body shook with each thrust.
    I reached behind us and was so turned on as I grabbed at his powerful ass as he pumped me. I then reached down between our legs and rubbed his large sack as he moved in and out of me.
    I could feel my Brothers balls slapping my swollen vag and inner thighs as he pumped me harder.
    Within 30 thrusts or so I began to feel something I have never felt....a vaginal orgasm was building. Don't get me wrong...I have had orgasms for years. Starting when I was 13 or 14 years old. however THIS WAS DIFFERENT!
    All of my orgasms to this point have been due to clitoral stimulation. My Brothers thick penis was hitting all the right places, and the amazing upward bend in Matts penis was rubbing me in a place I never new I had.....I began to weaken and shake. Then...OMG...I started to cum like never in my life.
    Thank goodness we live on a flag lot and no neighbors to close cuz I screamed like I have never done before. I always thought screamers were full of it.
    Well....I was completely full of my Brothers big dick and I was almost paralyzed with pleasure.
    As my 30 or 45 second blast of pleasure began to subside, I felt Matt grow even bigger inside of me, and as his balls slapped up against me in a frantic pace. Matt began to grown and he started to slow and spasm as he released inside of me.
    When this started I was going to tell Matt not to cum inside me just because.
    But now, I wanted to feel my Brother squirt inside me. Normally I cant actually feel a man cum in me.
    But this was different. I could not only feel Matts powerful contractions, but I could also feel his semen flood my vag. There was just so much...and as he continued to grown, he continued to flood my swollen Vag with semen.....As his moans subsided, and we slowed, I knew we just completed one of the major taboos.
    Strangely, Matt did not really shrink much, but as he pulled out of me, I could see the seminal fluid drain onto the shower floor...it was like watching horses breed(I have seen that at a friends stable) there was so much semen draining from me. He came like a pony.
    Matt then turned me to face him and said he was so sorry for cumming inside me. I kissed him lightly on the lips and told him it was okay.
    He promised me that he was sure he had no diseases or illnesses, and that if we ever do it again he would pull out.
    To be continued...we ended up doing it a lot in the coming days and months.

    Jennifer

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 35

    I know this is wrong because I enjoyed it but when I was about 8 years old I slept over my BestFriends house as we were getting ready for bed we had our night gowns on and sitting on her bed talking and facing each other I noticed she didn't have any panties on and saw her pussy, it looked different from mine, her clit was swollen and poking out between her pussy lips, I pointed at it and giggled asking what's that?? She giggled and spread her lips apart, I touched her clit it was soft, she then pulled aside my panties and spread my pussy apart and rubbed my clit, I giggled, she got up real fast left the room and came back with her dog she I thought closed the door behind her and hopped back on the bed and told me to watch, she spread her legs apart and let the dog lick her pussy, I sat and just watched, she told me to lay down and when she was done she would let the dog lick mine, now I'm only 8 I didn't know it was wrong, all I knew was when my dad gave me my bath and spread my pussy apart he'd aim the shower head at my pussy to wash the soap off and it felt good all the time, so I laid down next to her and pulled my panties off and had my legs spread and With both hands spread my pussy apart like she did I closed my eyes waiting, after a bit I felt my clit getting lapped roughly, and then felt my clit being sucked on really hard , I opened my eyes and looked down only to see her father sucking on my clit, I panicked and tried to close my legs but he held them apart and kept sucking hard on my clit, I couldn't help myself I came, as he sucked harder I kept cumming I looked over only to see my bestfriend watching smiling,when her dad was done eating me out he ate her pussy out in front of me.. That's why her clit was swollen because he had been eating her pussy and sucking her clit for a long time, the thing is I'd sleep over her house almost every other weekend and I would let him eat me out every time, it felt good, .... But that lead to things at home cos my dad always bathed me since my mom worked nights, and my daddy noticed my swollen clit.. But that's another confession

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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I have an obsession w/ married men & being a mistress. From 16yo (I'm 27 now) I've dated married guys cause I find the deception of the wife (he has to have kids) to be extremely sexually gratifying. I've been my guy's mistress for 4yrs & love knowing his wife's world is an illusion. I fuck in her bed & on her couch looking at wedding and family pics, on her dinner table, in her shower, in her car where I like to put my bra & panties in the kids' car seats. He has to fuck me on her birthday, anniversary, mother's day & xmas. I like him talking to her when he's with me and she's up waiting or the kids are sick, or her occasional comments of knowing something's going on but can't put her finger on it. I need to know I violate her space and the more I can the hotter it is. I know most people would say I'm a pathetic immoral whore but my loyalty is not to his family; he chose to bring me into his marriage. I don't want to be his wife just his mistress. I have absolutely no guilt or care about how the wife feels.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    I was a perfectly normal kid until puberty hit. Then I became a world class pervert. That's fine and dandy if you are a boy but if you are a girl that makes you a slut. So slut I am.

    It came a little early for me. I was 10 the first time I felt that yummy tingling sensation between my legs and in my nipples while looking into the eyes of an absolutely beautiful 12 year old boy. I had no idea why but I wanted him to touch me everywhere and kiss me. I so badly wanted him to make out with me.

    He didn't.

    He didn't know I existed let alone had a huge crush on him.

    So I searched for a way to scratch my burning itch and then one day saw some stupid sappy movie, I think on the Hallmark channel or something about this teenage girl and how she coped with being raped. I had never up to that point in my life really thought about it. In fact I don't remember being conscious of the concept of rape until that moment. Then it was all I could think about. In school I would stare at boys and imagine what it would be like to be raped by them.

    Then at my 11th birthday party, my first boy girl party, a boy I particularly liked but was too shy to approach, approached me and asked if I had a boyfriend. I said "no" and he continued asking more questions and before I knew it we were in a closet in the basement bedroom swallowing each other's tongues. I was no where near brave enough to let my hands roam but I wanted to know what his ass and crotch felt like and I wanted his hands to learn similar things about me.

    He must have been reading my mind. Jason slipped his hand up the back of my dress, over my panties and into the back of my panties and cupped my naked ass cheeks. His hands felt awesome. I thought I was going to pee I was trembling with excitement so. I licked as deeply as I could thinking that was the way to go when Jason's tongue taught me other more sensual ideas about kissing. I reached up and put my hands around his neck and massaged it the way I liked mine to be massaged and he moaned into my mouth. I became conscious of swallowing his spit and liking it. I could barely stand up I was shaking so badly. He sat us both down on the closet floor, pulled some clothes off their hangers and made a little bed on the carpet with them. He asked if he could touch my pussy. I whispered "do what ever you want but please, please please include raping me in there someplace."

    It took a few seconds for that to register with him and all of a sudden he was a man of action. He got me naked in 10 seconds and himself naked in 5. First order of business was seeing what my mouth felt like impaled on his gorgeous erection. So he clumsily rammed it down my throat. I was so turned on by the thought of giving my first blow job I forced myself to choke down every inch and even pondered letting myself choke to death with it buried in my throat. What a special way to go I thought to myself. Well he pulled out before that could happened than rammed it back home again and repeated a few more times then grunted and some salty sweet slimy stuff was in my mouth. I figured out what happened and I swallowed. I didn't' swallow because I thought it was delicious or because I was horny though both were certainly true, I swallowed because it was the quickest way to get the cum out of my mouth so I could get right to yelling at him for not getting to the rape part of our little adventure. He told me to wait a while and he could do it again. I didn't know this. The way my mom talked men could only do it about once a month or so. Seems 12 year old boys could do it far more frequently.

    Half an hour later I was groaning in agony and ecstasy all at once. The pain of my first rape turned me on so completely that I would have agreed to being fucked by a flaming sword as a condition of getting to cum.

    Well I came and he came again and this time it filled my newly 11 year old newly devirginated little cunny and I was absolutely head over heals in love. Not with Jason though I definitely had the hots for him and I generally liked him. No, what I was in love with was being raped!

    From that point on every chance I got I teased and seduced as many boys as I could.

    Within 6 months I had been raped by half a dozen boys, a few of them more than once. I told no one because I didn't want to spoil a good thing. I figured if I told then that particular boy would not be available to rape me again. Some I didn't repeat with mostly because they were far too gentle for my taste.

    Then a miracle happened. A 14 year old girl in my neighborhood was gang raped. She was so brutally raped that she lost consciousness and was unable to identify her attackers. I came in my panties without touching myself just from reading that story in the newspaper.

    I did some research and figured out the exact location of the gang rape, something the paper was a little vague about, and began hanging out there. It was a deserted lot in the downtown area of our little town. that didn't quite do the trick and then one day my Dad scolded me for wearing a slutty outfit. I asked what was slutty about it. I didn't ask as a way of defending myself or justifying what I had on. I asked because I wanted to educate myself on what makes guys think a girl is a slut. Dad was only too happy to entertain questions on the topic bent on educating his sweet innocent virgin angel daughter on what not to wear. I, of course, took extensive detailed mental notes.

    Then I made my way to the local thrift store, blew my allowance and put together a world class "Attention-all-would-be-rapists-of-the-world -please-come-hither-and-rape-t his-aspiring-gang-rape-victim. "

    I put together a sort of hybrid of a first communion dress/catholic school girl uniform. I wore a petticoat under and cut the skirt of the dress short and had the lacy first communion dress over it cut even shorter. My white cotton panties got strategically cut out holes for pussy and assholes. I cut the top to bare my belly but left a little lace to tease with. I work a dozen assorted crosses around my neck and glued a few cross patches in different places. Then I put my hair up in pigtails and put on the sluttiest shoes I owned which were 4 inch black pumps. I then grabbed my Teddy-Bear and a big pacifier and skipped my way to that empty lot taking the scenic route through every street and ally. I was the picture of absolute innocent sluttyness.

    Of course my goal was to see how many loads of cum I could go home with inside me.

    It actually took longer than I thought. I strutted slutty like all over the streets for three hours. Had any cops gone by I would definitely have been arrested for trying to be a hooker. I hadn't even thought of that at that age. Well I didn't hear them at first. Then I did. They apparently had been following me for a couple of blocks. I seductively led them back to that vacant lot as soon as I realized my evil plan was working. 13 of them altogether. I thought maybe 2 or 3 but not in my wildest sex dreams did I imagine I would be so fucking lucky. I led them to the darkest recesses of that lot and turned around and there they were. They had been steadily gaining on me and were now only about twenty feet from where I stood. I quickly counted 13 boys, ranging in age from about my age all the way up to mid twenties. Some white, some black, a Hispanic. They were just neighborhood boys all knew each other and I knew half of them from school.

    I smiled and asked "whose first??" and sat down on an old crate and hiked up my skirt and began licking my lips.

    The leader, a guy in his 20s came right up to me and grabbed my arms and wanted to know what I was trying to do. I told him I was very turned on from reading about the gang rape that took place in that lot a few weeks earlier and I wanted my turn at being gang-raped. Well you should have seen the look on their faces. Imagine the look you might see on the face of a convicted child molester if the judge sentenced him to 40 years of serving as official cunny licker at an elementary school. Yeah, that kind of look.

    13 second later 13 naked boys were fighting over which got to go first. I suggested there was plenty of holes to go around and some had room for more than one cock and so began my gang raping. It went on late into the evening and on to the next morning. I really thought it would only last an hour or so but those horny boys could not get enough of filling my 11 year old pussy with their sperm and I was not about to cut short their fun. I never came so many times in my life and thought this was what heaven must be like. Thought I doubt I was ever going in that direction.

    In their zeal to keep me pleasured well and thoroughly they kind of got a little rough and I got a bit banged up and bruised and even had a few cuts. I didn't care. I couldn't feel any of it. All I could feel was a sexual buzz of permanent arousal and would even have agreed to be hung by my clit as long as they didn't stop raping me. but stop they did, about 9 the next morning. I was so exhausted from the gang raping that I passed out in blissful sated slumber.

    At noon I woke up in an ambulance being transported to the local hospital. They immediately doped me up when I got there to soften the pain. Pain?? "what pain??" I was still coming down from a sexual high. I couldn't feel pain if you nailed me to a cross.

    Mommy and Daddy rushed to my bedside upon discovering what happened to their precious innocent angel of a daughter. They had been spared the detail of me being found completely naked asleep on the pavement covered in dirt, cum, piss, blood and broken glass. I don't even remember getting cut. I don't remember caring.

    One thing to be thankful, for, Daddy and Mommy never saw my home made whore wear.

    They remained secure in the knowledge that their innocent baby had been innocent of all wrong doing. Gotta love naïve rents. It actually took me longer to recover than I would have thought. I figured I could go home in an hour or so but they kept me a week. They said I had a broken rib and a dislocated finger and a lot of bruises and 23 stitches total. I found it hard to believe that through all that intense erotic pleasure those things actually happened to me.

    The police got involved and interrogated me. They were gentle and understanding and all but they were still interrogating me and I just pretending to not have any idea what they were talking about. Oh I remember the raping. I will never forget the best night of my life. But I was NOT going to tell the cops that. I would give them no detail that would assist them in the capture of my beloved rapists.

    Instead I feigned amnesia. The doctors explained to all that it was perfectly normal for a child to lose memory of such an attack and called it a blessing and my rents agreed. I would have been distraught if I really had forgotten such cherished memories.

    I was out of the hospital and home and all healed up and getting the itch again and hoped my lack of cooperation with the police would be sufficient to protect the boys. It was. It took some doing to sneak out again. This time I didn't go to quite elaborate lengths to dress up sexy. I just put on an old pink onsie that I was just about outgrown so it was nice and tight on me forming a nice deep camel toe and causing my growing nipples to tent out the front. Pigtails again and I added the embellishment of a sign on my back that read "empty" with an arrow pointing to my ass. I only had to strut for about 15 minutes this time when one of the younger boys, 12 I think, ran out to greet me and asked how I'd been and thanked me for not ratting them out.

    I asked if he had a place around here where the whole gang could do me again but without me being left out for strangers to find. He said that there was an old thrift store they sometimes broke into since it closed down and he took me there. There were some cushions from old furniture and blankets and pillows. Now this was more like it. He went off and got the rest of the gang while I waited patiently on my little love nest. about an hour later they began filing in. 17 of them this time. They added a few cocks to the crew. The first 5 were done before the last one arrived and then they went around again. No broken bones or cuts this time what with all the nice bedding. Nope, just some nicely overflowing holes and a face, tits and belly reddened from a lot of face slapping and play strangling.

    We agreed that keeping me in good health meant more frequent gang rapings.

    It pretty much got out after a while that I was a slut and loved being gang fucked. I knew it never really was rape but it was fun pretending it was not to mention that if you think of yourself as having been raped rather than being the willing fuckee of a gang fuck you don't feel any guilt. Well maybe that's not why I felt no guilt. I didn't care.

    We met at that old store at least a couple of times a week and in the summer every day. The crowd got bigger and bigger and by the time I was 13 I was being gang raped by as many as 50 or 60 guys and the ages of the guys expanded to include middle aged men by then. Half my male teachers had fucked me, the principal and a lot of the dads of the boys who were regularly fucking me.

    The night after I told my parents I was pregnant my dad came into my room and announced that he felt left out being the only heterosexual male in the town who hadn't been invited to cum in my pussy.

    So I spread my legs and smiled and said "rape me Daddy and make it hurt good."

    He was naked in two seconds, hard in three and came five minutes later. Mom never found out.

    When I was 14 I got a job as a stripper to support my baby girls. within 6 months I was making 5 times what my dad made. The fake ID he made me worked pretty good. The owner knew I was only 14 but didn't seem to care as long as he got to fuck me once in a while. The customers never questioned that I looked like a 10 year old hooker. Even one of the cops who had interrogated me only three years earlier and recognized me and did the math never busted me, as long as I kept his cock nice and warm in my pussy.

    At 15 I got a gig doing porn. The producer wanted to know if I would be interested in doing fake father-daughter incest porn. He said I would be perfect for it on account of I looked like a preteen despite being 18 (I never found out of he was that dumb or was just keeping his mouth shut so he could fuck a kid). Any way I had about 50 short pornos under my belt before my 16th birthday and was doing bachelor parties and stripping and private fuck sessions for a few more years.

    Then When I was 25 years old my two sweet twin baby girls, now eleven years old, discovered Mommy's secret stash of porn, all of them of me of course and confronted me about it.

    What could I say. I confessed and to my astonishment they hopped up in my lap and gave mommy a big wet tongue kiss. I told them that was crossing a line but I wasn't mad. They told me that they would keep my secret but only if I didn't punish them for what they were planning.

    The were vague at first but when they returned after a hour of getting ready they strutted their way out the front door in outfits that even I would have been embarrassed to wear in public and headed off for a gang rape of their own.



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  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 43

    When I was about 12 or 13 my family had planned a vacation to Florida to a theme park. We were going to take one of our cousins with us so she stayed the night before at our house. Because she was there my parents let us all sleep in their bedroom and they took my room. My sister and I slept on the bed with my brother and cousin in the floor. We had been in bed for about an hour when I needed to go to the bathroom. When I got up I noticed my cousin had wiggled around and he night shirt had rode up enough to see her panties. There wasn't much light coming through the window so I bent over to get a better look. She's a year younger than I am and didn't have much if any at all hair on her pussy. I could clearly see her lips and man did that get me hard. I eased to the bathroom and took a leak before hurrying back to the room. When I got back she was still lying there in the same pose.

    I stood there and looked at her and rubbed my cock until she rolled over. When she did I eased back into the bed and tried to forget. I wasn't having any luck forgetting and my cock was throbbing and jumping around. My sister rolled over and brushed her ass up against my hard on. It felt amazing to me but it must have startled her as she jumped a little and asked what that was. I didn't say a word hoping she would let it go. She didn't, she slid her hand behind her back and felt around for what ever had poked her in the ass. When she found it she gave it a squeeze which almost made me cum. I moaned a little which made her let go of it. She rolled over and asked me what had my thing so hard. I didn't want to tell her it was our cousin so I just said it happens.

    She asked if it hurt and I told her of course not. She wanted to touch it again. I told her to have at it, to do what ever she wanted to it. She softly grabbed the shaft and gave it a squeeze. It felt amazing. The fact that my sister was the first girl to touch it only made me harder. She began pinching the tip and sliding her hand up and down my shaft. I was in a state of bliss when she asked if I wanted to see her tits. I had seen them many times but as far as I knew she didn't know that. Of course I said yes and helped her with her gown. There I was face to nipple with her tits. She had stopped moving her hand and was only holding onto my cock when I leaned in and sucked her right nipple into my mouth. She took a deep breath and said how good that felt. I ask her if I could take her panties off and touch her down there. She didn't know at first but gave in when I started sucking her nipples again.

    I got her panties off and slid my hand between her legs and felt the most awesome thing I had ever touched. I touched it and slid my fingers along the lips, not knowing what I was supposed to do so I just kept it up. After a few minutes I noticed she was getting wet so I asked her if she had to pee, She said no and not to stop. I kept on and eventually found that I could slip a finger inside her. She was holding her pillow over her mouth as I slid my finger in and out of her wet hole. I asked her if I could get on top of her like on the movies and she said yes. I eased up on top of her trying not to make any noise. When I got on top of her I moved around until I felt her wetness on my cock. She said that felt good so I kept it up until I felt her open up and my cock slid in. I froze at first as she did but after a second or two I slipped it back out. She said to put it back in so I did. She was wet and warm and felt like satin on my cock. I eased more of me into her until I felt what I though was the bottom. She was enjoying herself and I was about to blow my load so I eased out and thrust back in as deep as I could. She nearly screamed as I tore through her virginity. I just held tight for a while until she relaxed a little and then I went back to fucking her. She was really into in when I started to feel that feeling I got when I played with myself. I knew I was about to orgasm. I buried myself as deep inside her as I could get and boy did it feel great to orgasm inside her. We laid there for a while until I went soft still inside her. I eased back off her and we fell asleep. The next morning I woke up terrified that I had made her pregnant. More about that later!

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Female / 54

    My name's Grace, I'm sixty four and recently my husband arranged and then watched me being fucked anally by a twenty two year old, extremely large cocked young man.
    He did it because his cock will no longer perform and just cannot these days become erect. We've tried everything and nothing now works for us.
    I'm even now a very highly sexed female and have always since my first time at the age of fifteen loved, adored, craved anal sex. If and I always do, orgasm, it's ninety nine times out of a hundred more powerful for me through anal sex. And I missed it dreadfully when my husbands cock gave up the ghost.
    Dildo's, vibrators, sometimes items or vegetables have been used to satisfy my anal fixation. yet I wanted the real thing and my husband knew it all too well.
    Then at the start of April he told me he had a surprise for my birthday, and within hours I had a young mans hard, throbbing thick cock up my rear love hole. My husband watched, briefly became semi erect and had me suck him even though his cock softened. It's now the single most sexiest thing I've ever done and adore my husband even more because of it.
    Since then our home has become an open door for young men who wish and want to fuck an older woman like me. From the beginning of April until now, my husband has arranged for five different young men to fuck me, and especially my arsehole. And what's more, just last week with a nineteen year old dep inside my backside, my husbands cock rose, became hard and stayed like that until they'd both cum up my bum.
    We decided there and then it's going to be our way of life from now on, and I'm so happy to say, I cannot get enough of the young cock cumming my way.

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