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When I Was a Kid..

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— When I Was a Kid —
I would hoard junk food hiding it in my room and by thr time I was 12 I weighed 140 lbs and got even heavier as a teen. The fact that friends and relitives told me I had a pretty face had little effect on my self esteem. I envied other girls and desperatly wanted to be able to wear clothes like them and be attractive to the boys, which I never was. I was probably 19 by the time I decided to do anything about it and it took years for me to get into the shape I am now. I am so happy with myself today I can't explain why I let myself get so out of control when I was younger. Other kids avoided me and I would avoid talking to the kids in school. I was teased and ridiculed often and became very introverted because of it. I kept to myself most of the time and had very few friends.

Down the street from my house was a small convenience store where I bought all my candy and junk food. Mel owned the store and his sister worked there along with two or three other people at different times.I would purposely wait until one of the others took over so they wouldn't know how much candy and junk I actually got. I didn't want any of them to tell my mom about all the candy I would buy. My mom and dad knew Mel for many years and even though I was heavy, I was always helpful with my mom cleaning the house and doing the laundry. Mel was older than my parents and lived alone on the second floor of the store. He was in the store sometimes but the other people worked it most of the time.

When I was 13 Mel asked me if I would like to clean up for him in the store and his apartment upstairs. He told me how much my mom would tell him how I helped her at home. My mom said it was ok so when it started I just went everyday after school and swept the store out and then go up to his apartment and do dishes or wash for him. Every Saturday I cleaned his apartment and did his wash for him. I didn't make very much money but I was thrilled that I was able to buy more junk to hide in my room and even stole some candy bars from time to time. Mel didn't pay much attention to me but I began to see him in his underware all the time and would get glimpses of him naked coming out of the bathroom.

I never said anything to him and after a short while he was always in his underware when I went upstairs. He wore boxer shorts all the time and many times the fly would be open enough for me to see his penis. As much as I know now that he intentionally did this, at the time I didn't think he was doing it on purpose. One day he just said to me that he hopes I don't mind him being dressed like that. I guess I told him I didn't mind and he just told me he likes to be comfortable when he is at home. I really didn't mind seeing him like that and admit I liked seeing his penis and did like seeing him naked. I saw my cousins penis before but never saw a mans penis and certainly never saw a naked man. Mel was a nice looking man and although I considered him old he was probably only about 40 at the time and was not fat like I was and had a nice build.

On Saturdays I was always there for three or four hours and would sweep the store first and dust the shelves. I spent most of the time in his apartment where there was always dishes and laundry to do. When I was in his apartment he was always there but we didn't talk to much. He mostly just told me what he wanted me to do that day and it was generally very easy because things were never real messy there. Before I went up to his apartment I always opened the door from the store first and tell him I was on my way up. Months had gone by and one Saturday he told me not to hollar up to him in case he was sleeping or taking a nap. He said if he was still asleep on Saturdays not to wake him and that I could just go in his bedroom to get his dirty clothes from the hamper. The following week when I went into hs room he was totally naked on his bed with the door wide open. I just stood there looking at him for awhile and finally went in and got his dirty clothes. I went about the apartment cleaning up and tried to be real quiet about it. I do admit going to his doorway many times just to look at him. After an hour or so he got up and went into the shower just saying hello to me. When he came out of the batroom he was still naked and asked me if I did his laundry yet, just standing in front of me with the towel over his shoulder. I think it embarrassed me when he did that but I never said anything.

I thought about telling my mom but never did because I was afraid she wouldn't let me clean for him anymore. After that I began seeing him naked sometimes even after school when I just went up to do the dishes or some other small thing. I saw him naked every Saturday and it usually started with him being naked in bed. For the longest time I actually believed he was really asleep even when I could see him getting erections. He always got up after I was there for about an hour and would always go naked to the bathroom to shower. He began coming out with a short bathrobe on with no underware and never had it tied. I think I should have been fearful of him now that I think about it but I never was. He never tried to touch me or do anything to me sexually and never even spoke of anything sexual. The only times I didn't see him naked on Saturdays were if I was away or at a school event. As soon as I went into his apartment he was always in bed sleeping naked. Over the first year or so I would continually look in at him while I was there. I realized later he was puposely exposing himself to me but must admit I took advantage of seeing him like that. He would roll over in different positions while I was there even exposing himself from the rear with his legs wide apart. I could clearly see his scrotum and anus most of the time and he would more often get erections. There were very few conversations between us and he began to wear the bathrobe without underware even during the week. He did things around the apartment as though I wasn't even there. He never seemed to look at me directly in my eyes and it seemed he just went around like he was alone all the time.

I didn't ever tell any of my few friends about it and Mel seemed like me seeing him naked all the time was just the way things were. The longer I kept coming into his apartment the more unconcered he seemed to be about being naked in front of me and would sometimes be in the kitchen getting someting with only a towel over his shoulder. It seemed like he was ingnoring my presance even though he would have erections more and more. The first time I saw him masturbating I was probably 15. I was cleaning up the kitchen and he just sat in the living room on the chair. He never looked towards me the whole time and I just stood and watched him cum. I just turned around to the sink when he got up and went into the bathroom. A short time later he came out in his boxer shorts. All he said to me was that he had to relieve himself sometimes and hopes it doesn't offend me. I don't think I even said anything and just shook my head or shrugged my shoulders. I knew what masturbation was by that time but never thought I would see him do that.

From then on I not only saw him naked but many times watched him masturbate both on the chair in the living room and also while he was in his bed. That year he sold the store and moved out and I never saw him again. The new people that owned the store hired me and I worked there part time all through college. I started to diet when I was 19 and it took me 3 years before I was able to wear decent clothes. I'm engaged now and am getting married this coming year. I have many friends now and am no longer self concious about my appearance. I laugh about the time with Mel now and have told many of my friends about it even my future husband, but still never told my mom. He obviously had no sexual interest in me during those years and was only interseted in exposing himself. As odd as it sounds I was never afraid of Mel and even today don't understand how he never showed any signs of embarrassment when I saw him naked and especially when he knew I was watching him masturbate. I assume he was a pervert to a degree but mostly just an exibitionist. I don't admit this to my boyfriend or any of my friends but I did like seeing him naked. I also looked forward to watching him masturbate and wonder sometimes if he knew I enjoyed it. Not one time over those years did either of us mention his nudity or the fact that he always exposed himself to me. I think now that my silence about it encourage Mel to behave the way he did even though I could never admit that to anyone. The last year or so of it I knew he was aroused by me watching him all the time but still said or did nothing to discourage him.

#9278 — Comments (0) — 9/28/2010 at 10:52 AM — That's Juicy! (5) — That's Lame. (1)

— When I Was a Kid —
He rented a house right behind my girfriend Emily's house and was well liked by all the neighbors. Why Emily and I allowed this man to minipulate us so badly is beyond belief to me now. We were both 11 when it started and it went on until we were 13. Everyone knew him as George Clark but that wasn't his real name at all. One day I got home from school to find out he had been arrested for sexual abuse of another girl I knew. Both Emily and I had never told anyone how he had been molesting the two of us for over two years. Within a week of his arrest the police came to my house and Emily's house. What we didn't know was that George had naked videos of me, Emily and eight other girls. The police had found them when they searched his house. The next ten months were so humiliating I wanted to die. We not only had to make statements of what he did to us but also had to testify in court. My parents were devastated by what I had allowed him to do to me for so long and constantly questioned me about it. I didn't see Emily very often during that time. My parents sent me to a new school because it seemed everyone knew about it and I was teased terribly by the other kids. George not only had videos of me and the other girls but we soon found out he shared them with others and had no way of knowing how many. He started molesting Emily a few months before I met him. He somehow got her to bring me to his house once or twice a week. I was only 11 and he was very nice to us and gave us gifts and money all the time. The third time I went there was the first time I saw him naked. Emily had told me she saw him naked lots of times but I really didn't believe her. It was like going to a party when we were there and he let us have the run of the house. He always had plenty of junk food for us and had an assortment of reptiles in his basement which fasinated me and Emily. We thought it funny that we saw him naked most of the time. I had never seen a grown mans penis before and he would touch himself in front of us getting an erection. Somehow he had us convinced it was ok for him to do that and eventually began masturbating in front of us. Emily and I talked about it but kept our promise to him not to tell anyone. He treated us so well we both went along with whatever he said to us. It seemed like Emily was more agreeable to him than I was and if he suggested something to do he mostly spoke to her. He began by buying us clothes and bathing suits to wear at his house and before I knew what was happening had us changeing clothes in front of him. The fact that we saw him naked so often somehow made it acceptable and he was always naked as we did undress. He would always insist that it was more comfortable to be naked and slowly encouraged us to be that way for longer periods of time. Within months he began to designate a naked day, where we would be at his house for a few hours and the three of us would stay naked together. I can't explain it but he would actually ask us if we would like to watch him masturbate and we always said yes. I don't know if we were just curious but we did both like to watch him do that. I knew he had been giving rub downs to Emily and he had her ask me if I would like to have one. Emily told me how good it felt so I agreed to let him do it to me. I never saw him give Emily a rub down because when he did he always took her into another room while I played a video game. He took me into the room on a naked day and had me lay on the small bench there. The first time he only gave me a massage but by the third or fourth time he did this to me he began masturbating me explaining what an orgasm was. For the next two years it happened two or three times each month and I am ashamed to say I looked forward to it. He had me so under his control that I also began masturbating him each time. Just the ways he touched me I would have numerous orgasms after awhile and he always encouraged us to relax and get us to expose ourselves to him. Little did we realize at the time that a video camera was filming us. He must have done the same to the eight other girls until one of them told on him. None of them were ever at his house when Emily and I were there but I did know five of them. Emily and I are still friends today but seldom talk about it anymore. This all happened 16 years ago and Emily found out he was just denied parole. He never tried to have intercouse with Emily or I but I don't know what he did to those other girls. He did at times have me or Emily masturbate ourselves as we got older and again we didn't know we were being videoed. I only did it because he said he liked watching me and Emily told me she did it also. When Emily and I do talk about it the first thing we mention is how dumb we were to let him take advantage of us the way he did. The way he bribed us with the money and gifts had a lot to do with it but we should have known what he was doing as we got older. We still admit to each other that we enjoyed the way he treated us even when he gave us the so called rub downs. At the time we both thought he was just a sweet man who only liked the two of us. We never thought of him as a pervert and allowed him to take control of us. I did talk to a few of the other girls at the time but it was to embarrassing to go into details with them. At the time he was arrested all but two of the other girls were a year or two younger than me and one of them was only ten. He's been in prison over sixteen years now and will be there for a very long time. I knew the girl who told on him and she was in my school. The worst part was that her father was a policeman and identified me and Emily and a few other girls by seeing us in the tapes. It took me years to get over the shame and embarrassment of it and it still bothers me at times now.

#9244 — Comments (3) — 9/9/2010 at 1:03 AM — That's Juicy! (12) — That's Lame. (2)

— When I Was a Kid —
my cousin and I would take turns dry humping each other until we came. I always wanted to suck his cock, but was too embarrassed to ask.

#9231 — Comments (0) — 9/5/2010 at 1:02 AM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (2)

— When I Was a Kid —
when i was 5 i remember playing doctor with my cousin who was the same age. i would see how far i could fit a pen inside her.when i turned 8 my my 13 year old cousin played wrestled with me we ended up sucking each other off. then he fucked me in the ass. i loved it when i was 14 i fucked my 13 year old cousin,and groped a few others. we are one large tight family.i've always loved to flash my dick so i would jack off in front of the window while people walk by acting like i forgot to close the curtain.

#9192 — Comments (0) — 8/23/2010 at 2:09 AM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (4)

— When I Was a Kid —
i molested my cousins.

#9168 — Comments (2) — 8/15/2010 at 11:55 PM — That's Juicy! (6) — That's Lame. (9)

— When I Was a Kid —
when i was a kid my babysitter used to molest me, some years later i found myself getting hard and pulling my dick out for my cousins and such to see ( all around same age as me).

#9162 — Comments (0) — 8/13/2010 at 11:04 AM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (7)

— When I Was a Kid —
Back in the 70's when I was in elementary school, no one really worried about child molesters. When I was 8 back in '74 I met Harry (thats what he said to call him) in a park and he gave me my first blowjob and first orgasm. He showed me where he lived and I began visiting three or four times a week for sex for the next six years.

There were at any time anywhere from one to four other boys and a few girls. Harry's daughter Crystal was there too, she was a couple of years younger than me, but we never saw a wife. We were like a secret club. Harry was a weird molester - he sucked guys but only got off with girls, but he encouraged guys to do things with girls and each other. My first girl was Crystal. I was one of four guys who did her that day not counting her dad who she sucked off. I met my first girlfriend at Harry's when I was 10 and we were together three years.

I don't feel messed up and never had any relationship problems. Sexually I tend to be a bit more willing to experiment. I'm not bi but I don't mind dabbling. And I do not have any molester or rape urges.

I did get in touch with Crystal back in '08 online. She's in sex addiction treatment, but she says she has not problems from her childhood activities except compulsive fucking.

#9158 — Comments (1) — 8/13/2010 at 3:32 AM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (0)

— When I Was a Kid —
I got my first real kiss from my cousin by force. He was a sick pervert. He pinned me up against the frige, he threatened to rape me. He said that if we weren't related he would of had sex with me a long time ago. That's when I slap him then he put his hand around my neck. He was so much stronger than me. When I turned my face away he grabbed it with his other hand and...took away my first kiss, and he put his hands all over me (down my pants, around my waist, on my breast, ect.)He called my a bitch, a slut and a whore the whole time. He was so strong...I couldn't get away. This happened when we were 14. Even now when I see him occasionally he continues to harass me. He doesn't kiss me or anything but when no one's around he'll threaten me and he'll touch me. And I feel like I can't do anything about it. I don't want to start anything in our family. So I just try to ignore it.

#9138 — Comments (1) — 8/2/2010 at 9:09 PM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (1)

— When I Was a Kid —
When I was thirteen and my little brother was eight, whenever our mom wasn't home, I would walk around the house with nothing on. I told him that if he ever told mom that he saw me naked, that I would clobber him. He promised that he wouldn't tell. To me it was fun and exciting. I was starting to get breasts and I liked showing off my tities, and the fact that I was also starting to get pubic hair. I knew my little brother liked seeing what a naked girl looked like. He told me that it made his penis feel funny. I told him that he should take off his clothes too, and that it might feel better. When he did, I saw that he had an erection. It was actually first erection that I ever saw, outside of a picture that one of my friends had from a magazine. After that, we started taking our clothes off together quite a bit and we that for maybe the whole next year. Then one day he asked me if he could stick his dick in my pee hole. While he techinically got it wrong, he sure had the right idea of what to do with his hard little penis. I was kind of shocked. I thought that he was too young to get me pregnant, but after that we kind of stopped being naked together.

#9118 — Comments (0) — 7/21/2010 at 4:47 PM — That's Juicy! (8) — That's Lame. (1)

— When I Was a Kid —
When I was 15, I had to get my tonsils removed. Even though most kids had them removed when they were young, my doctor didn't get around to recommending it until I was 15. So the surgery was scheduled and my parents took me in. Even though they were only operating down my throat, I was still forced to undress and wear only a gown that tied in the back. I couldn't even wear my underwear!? I was given a pill to sedate me and then later an orderly came in to my room with a gurney. The nurse and orderly helped me move from my bed to the gurney and then I was covered up with a sheet.

I was feeling pretty out of it by then and I remember my mom squeezing my hand and faint conversations as the orderly wheeled me out of the room on the gurney. The orderly was this black guy in his 20s and he kept talking to me but I was only half awake and don't remember what he said to me. I do remember him wheeling me into an elevator and he had to stand with his back to the door.

That's when he molested me, at least I think he did. When I was 15, I was small for my age, probably 5' 1" and 110 lbs. I don't remember him doing this, but what I do remember is that somehow he slipped his hand under the sheet and under my gown and felt his hand groping my penis and testicles. I remember this fingers being strong because he spread my legs a little more by just expanding his hand. Once my legs were spread some, it felt like his middle finger was tickling my butthole too while he was squeezing the shaft of my penis.

I think I must have gotten a little bit of an erection because one of the last things I remember is him lifting up the sheet and gown to look. I remember this because I felt the cooler air below my waist. I heard the elevator bell ding and remember him removing his hand and he lowered the gown and sheet again, even tucking the sheet into the gurney like it had been.

I didn't remember this until I got home a few days later. It seemed like a dream but also like it really happened. Isn't that what sedation does to you? Anyway, ever since then I fantasize about it happening again but I want to be fully awake this time.

#9106 — Comments (0) — 7/11/2010 at 8:18 PM — That's Juicy! (7) — That's Lame. (0)

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