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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 20

    I won't say how I got to this point but one day when I was ten my best friend won back stage passes to a boy band concert. It was the band my favorite celebrity crush belonged to. He was my number one masturbation fantasy. My friend preferred another member so she was part of the crowd at that boy's dressing room. I just stood in the doorway of my favorite band member hoping to get a good look into his eyes to I could remember that next time I masturbated. There were five other girls in the room and all of them had his attention. I was the youngest at ten the others were all 13 and over and at least one was older than he was. He was 18. Then he looked at me. He drilled a hole into my soul with his bedroom eyes. A moment later his assistant cleared the room and then I was invited in for some alone time. My number one fantasy was he would kidnap me and keep me as a r**e slave forever. He looked at me and told me I was very cute, very beautiful, the prettiest girl he ever saw. He said I was so damned sexy he couldn't stand it and demanded that I hop in his lap and kiss him. so I did. He slipped me some delicious tongue, my first real kiss. His hands slipped into my leggings and cupped my naked ass. I could feel his raging hard on press against my crotch. I wanted it inside me. After kissing him for a five minute eternity of bliss he asked me if I had ever given a guy a blow job. I said no and was about to offer to learn when he offered to teach me. I was so excited. I thought all boys automatically expected all girls to be born blow job experts and was scared that my first time I would have to figure it out and get it wrong and the whole world would find out how bad I was at giving blow jobs.

    As it turned out he was a very patient teacher. he let me suck him for a very long time then he stopped me and asked if I would like him to cum in my mouth, on my face or in my vagina. I told him I was a virgin and he said that was O.K. he know how to do it that could either leave me a woman or still a virgin. He said both qualified as fucking but one would not break my cherry. So I opted for the less invasive version and he rubbed his slippery soft hard warn wonderful cock up and down my slit and only pushed in a little bit. He just fucked me in and out but not going past my hymen. It felt awesome, especially since he kissed me while tickling my nipples and the back of my neck. I tingled all over the whole time then I had my first orgasm ever. He kissed me deeper and thanked me for letting him fuck me. Then he did the sweetest thing. He told me that it was r**e and that it was not my fault and he forced me and to never ever feel guilty about what we just did. Then he asked if I would like to finish sucking him off and drink some sperm. I was still floating around after my first orgasm and would have agreed to anything. So I sucked him and followed his directions about playing with his balls and he came in my mouth. He ordered me to swallow it but in such a sensuous way. I swallowed and it was delicious.

    After he gave me his private phone number and I gave him mine and said if he could he would try to arrange for me to be kidnapped so he could r**e me again. It was like the most wonderful dream. He sent me on my way with an autographed CD, autographed t-shirt, autographed ball cap, autographed a bunch of posters, made out with me some more, then took off his dirty boxer shorts and autographed them and folded them up neatly and put them in a zip lock baggy and then he took a bunch of selfies to make my friend's jealous and then asked if he could take some naked photos of me posing and masturbating so he could jerk off to them later. Then I begged for him to let me take similar photos of him. He had a really nice big cock and somehow got it hard again. He autographed my back stage pass and some posters and finally the shirt he wore during the concert which was covered in sequins and autographed that too.

    That night when I got home I called him and he answered and we had phone sex together. I never did that before but it's fun masturbating to a memory of being fucked by your favorite celebrity crush while staring at his autographed poster on your wall and the selfies you took with him while he is talking in your ear describing all the deliciously evil things he wanted to do to my body with his tongue, fingers and cock. I came three times talking to him and I'm sure he came twice. We exchanged emails and continued our long distanced relationship by email, phone and exchanging nude photos of each other. I began to think of him as my boyfriend. He would talk to me on the phone while he was prepping for a concert then call me back after to tell me how it went. We had phone sex almost every night for months. Then he was giving another concert, not near but near enough that my mom could drive me there. He mailed me back stage passes for me and my friend and our moms. I told Mom a little bit about what was going on but not enough to get the guy in trouble. Mom knew we frequently talked on the phone and that we had become friends but that is all Mom knew.

    So we went to the concert and he talked my mom into letting me go to his hotel suite with him alone in the limo. I don't know how he did that or maybe my mom was more open minded than I thought. She had once told me she had lost her virginity to a rock star at 13 so maybe that was her way of letting me have a similar experience.

    So we got back to the hotel suite and it was like a palace on the 20th floor. We had half the floor which was huge. I spent the night and we fucked all night and he licked me everywhere and then we took a bubble bath together. It's funny how you can be naked in a floor to ceiling bathroom window and look across the street at someone doing the same thing and neither one of you shuts off the lights or closes the curtains you just stare at each other naked. I stared at these two cute gay guys having naked gay sex in their bathtub and they stared at my boy band boy friend fucking my ten year old pussy. I think I recognized one of them but not sure. They had to be rich to live there so probably famous but not sure.

    For the next five years, every time my boyfriend came anywhere near our state he would stop for a while at a hotel, a day or a week or two and I was always invited to spend all that time alone with him and Mom made excuses for school for me. I figured he had other girlfriends in other cities and almost certainly they were fucking and better looking than me. but I didn't care. I got some of him and some is better than none. What I didn't realize was I got more than I thought. I could never find anything about his love life on the internet. He spent over an hour a day on the phone with me. If he had other girlfriends that would interfere with that. Then one day I was at one of his concerts and he pulled me up on stage and sang three love songs to me. I knew all the other 10-13 year old girls were very jealous. He covertly held my ass in his hand and occasionally played with my buddy breasts. He was good at doing that discreetly. The second song I had never heard before and he used my actual name in the song. He had written a love song for me and performed it for me and named it for me. I looked up all his songs after that. He had written and sang many love songs but never before used a girl's name in any of them I was 12 at the time and he was now twenty.

    After that concert he invited me and my mom back to his dressing room and he turned to my mom and asked if he could have her permission to marry him. I was floored. My mom stuttered a yes which shocked me and then he gets down on one knee and offers me a ring with a rock the size of Rhode Island on it. He begs me to marry him. I said yes about a million times and hugged him and for the first time full on made out with him in front of my mom who simply hugged both of us. She later told me she knew all along we were fucking and figured she would let me have my fun.

    Our engagement lasted for about a year and then we got married. I didn't know a 13 year old could get married and in fact I looked It up and officially a thirteen year old can't get married but there is a loop hole so we did. We still had to be discreet because if it came out it would ruin his career.; I quit middle school and went on the road with him for a few months then got pregnant and after 8 months gave birth to our daughter before turning 14.

    But all good things come to an end. I should have known but as it turns out he only likes little girls and it had been some time since I was a little girl. So at 15 we divorced. I got full custody of our daughter and he pays me a nice alimony and child support to keep us comfortable and our mouths shut. We are still friends to a point. I still go to his concerts and he does see his daughter once in a while. She knows he is her Daddy and loves her but he is basically a 28 year old kid mentally. I keep blackmail material in a safe place and have told him that if he ever fucks on innocent little girl and I find out he will go to prison for life. I love him but I don't want him breaking any more hearts. I told him that he can't date anyone under 16. Last I heard he is dating a 16 year old dwarf who looks seven. I'm not bothered by the fact that he was fucking me when I was ten. The idea of a man fucking a child does not bother me especially. I'm bothered by the fact that he looses interest in his lover when they start to grow tits and pubic hair. So he never loved me but rather just loved fucking kids. I wanted us to grow old together but he stopped being attracted to me because I was completing puberty

    #45159 — Comments (1) — Jul 7, 2019 at 6:34 AM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove It.
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    That's a deep life experience. How's your daughter

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