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There are three words every teenager has said at one point in their life, “I’m not normal.” It doesn’t matter if they’re popular, a nerd, a geek, a jock, or a floater they’ve said those three words multiple times in private or out loud. For a fact I’ve probably said them every day since I was twelve.

I’ve really never felt normal. I’ve always felt left of center. There are several reasons for that. It could be that I never knew my dad. According to my mom I was the result of a one-night stand. The only things she knew about him is that his first name was Rick, he was Korean, adopted by American’s, and lived in Utah. Personally I could never see myself living or visiting there, but I hear it’s beautiful.

Another reason is that my mom was going to put me up for adoption. A family flew all the way out from Michigan to await my birth. But at the last second my mom changed her mind. In some ways this was one of the most selfish things she could’ve done. Not only did it devastate a couple that desperately wanted me, and was financially secure enough to give me everything I wanted, but at nineteen my mom was not prepared in a lot of ways to care for and support me.

While this isn’t the final reason, it certainly one that separates me from normalcy, my mom does porn. She started when she was eighteen, and to this day continues to work (I’m not going to tell you who she is, so don’t ask).

You might think porn stars made a lot of money. They don’t. My mom had to supplement her income doing other things like dancing and escorting. She’s not proud of what she had to do to support me, but she did whatever she had to do to keep me happy, fed, and clothed.

When I was nine my mom retired from porn and moved us from L.A. back to her hometown outside of Dallas. She reconciled with her family, which meant I’d finally get to meet my grandparents and my Uncle Rodney. For a while we lived with her parents, which meant I got to spend a lot of time with family just being a kid.

A few months after we move my mom realized that working a normal job and going to school would not bring the money she enjoyed in the past. She decided she wanted to come out of retirement. At least she didn’t pack us up and move us back to L.A. Once or twice a month she would fly to L.A., Florida or Vegas to shoot her scenes, while I got to live my life in Dallas.

When she returned to the business I could hear her and my grandparents arguing about her career choices. At that moment it occurred to me what being an “adult” actress really meant. I was devastated. Not at my mom doing what she did, but what would happen if my friends knew what she did for a living. I was worried they wouldn’t want to be friends with me any more.

Now I don’t want you to get the wrong idea about my mom. I love her. While she’s not the typical mom, I can’t imagine another one. She’s my best friend. I can tell her anything. And I mean anything. Unlike some of my friends mom’s she won’t judge me. She’ll give me her honest opinion before telling me yes or no. And yes she does tell me “no” a lot.

After I turned sixteen we started having honest conversations about her career choice. She told me that she was probably one of the few girls who went out to Hollywood to specifically get into it. When she was sixteen she discovered my grandfather’s collection of porn (magazines and videotape) in the basement. When no one was home she’d take them out of their hiding place, watch them, and masturbate until she heard the car pull up the driveway. During those moments of pleasure she developed a massive crush on Peter North. If you don’t know the name all I can tell you is that he’s a legend in the porn world who shoots massive loads.

So right after graduating high school she packed her bags, moved to L.A., found a cheap apartment in Hollywood, and signed with World Modeling. A week later she was shooting her first scene with Peter North. She was on a roll. As a hot barely legal blonde my mom was in demand, not only with the various studios, but with fans as well. She quickly signed on with an escort agency that specialized in introducing porn stars and fans for intimate encounters. That’s how my mom met my dad. He was a client. The condom broke and into the world I came.

Today she’s still in the biz. While she doesn’t act as often anymore she still gets in front of the camera. When I was seventeen she moved back to L.A. She now also works behind the camera, and even met a great guy (who’s not in porn). And yes she still occasionally escorts.

When I was sixteen I started watching porn. I tried to go out of my way to not watch scenes that involved my mom. There have been a few times where she’s popped up but as soon as I see her, I click onto another one. The other thing that’s weird about having a mom in the biz is that a lot of her friends are or were doing porn. It’s surreal watching porn from the late nineties and early two thousands, and seeing the parents of kids I used to play with getting fucked on camera.

The weirdest one to see was my “Uncle” Tad. Before we moved to Dallas, he was the closest the most important male figure in my life. The funny part is that he was like a big goofy kid, except that he was six feet tall and extremely muscular. I loved spending time with him laughing, bowling, and just having fun. Every birthday and Christmas he always made it a point to give me presents (even after we moved he never forgot to send me one). To me he was like my dad and I prayed every night that he and my mom would get married. Unfortunately my prayers were never answered.

Imagine my surprise when I discovered he also did porn. The first time I saw him appear I had to stop watching; it was just too weird to see a man I considered an uncle fucking a girl only a couple of years older than me. But my curiosity got the best of me; so I re-clicked play and continued watching.

In the scene Tad was still the goofy man who I adored. But in this scene he played the girl’s stepfather, whom she seduced to take her virginity. When he took off his pants I could see why she wanted him to be her “first.” He was packing a huge, thick cock. The thing was a monster. And she was devouring every inch of it.

I wanted to be that girl. I wanted my first time to be just as amazing. I started rubbing my wet pussy imagining that I was the girl and that “Uncle” Tad was eating my pussy, letting me suck his massive cock, eating my asshole, fucking me, and shooting his load all over my face. I watched that scene over and over while fingering myself until I fell asleep.

I became obsessed with him. Every night before bed I’d search out his scenes, and there were thousands of them. There were scenes with him fucking all kinds of beautiful women and many were threesomes and more. Every scene gave me a different orgasm-driving event. I’m going to admit one of my favorites involved him and my mom. They played a married couple coming home from dinner to find the babysitter playing with herself. They decide to join in and the scene was so hot. Thankfully all my mom did was masturbate as he fucked the babysitter, so it was pretty easy to block her out.

Every day I masturbated while thinking of him. I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to do to me everything he did to the other girls in all of his scenes. I can’t describe how badly I wanted him; the very thought of him fucking me consumed my daily thoughts. The only problem I had was my boyfriend, Jimmy.

He was the perfect boyfriend. He was gorgeous (kind of looks like Justin Timberlake), my age, and he dressed well. He was in a band, they were called Ruff, and they were amazing. Everyday after school I’d go and sit in his garage and listen to them practice.

We would fool around lot. Lots of kissing, masturbating, oral sex, and dry humping. Never having sex. My problem was that no matter what we did he always came rather quickly. I didn’t want my first time to be one pump and done. I wanted my first time to be memorable. I wanted my first time to be with my “Uncle” Tad.

In my head I have the entire thing planned out. The week of my spring break my mom was going to L.A. to shoot some porn and escort a bit. Whenever she went out there she stayed with Tad, so all I had to do was to convince her to let me go on the trip.

That would be easier said than done. As I got older my mom tried to separate her two worlds. She didn’t want me hanging around porn people; she was always afraid that I would get into the business as well. Unlike her I excelled in school, and it was her hope that I would go to college and do something amazing. She thought if I was around her peers I might be tempted to walk away from a promising future for the lure of easy money.

So I walked down to the living room where my mom was kind of watching TV while she was texting. “What’s up?” I asked as I sat down next to her.

“Not much sweetie,” she said as she sent her message.

‘That’s cool,” I said. “So I was wondering if I could go to L.A. with you over spring break?”

“You know I’m going there for work,” she replied.

“I know,” I responded, “But it would be nice to get out of town.”

“I thought you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend, you know, cause you looooooovvvvvvveeeee him,” she said sarcastically.

“Shut-up,” I responded while laughing.

“Is there trouble in paradise?” she asked in her concerned mom tone.

“No, I just want to go to L.A. with you,” I replied.

“You’ll be bored,” she said. “I’ll be working all the time and we won’t be able to really do anything.”

“That’s okay,” I replied.

“Seriously, why do you want to go?” she asked.

If I were a normal teenager I would have came up with some type of bullshit reason to join her on the trip. But I’m not normal, and neither is my relationship with my mom. We are like sisters and can talk about anything. In fact when I first sucked Jimmy’s cock I told her all about it. Afterwards she gave me tips to improve my technique. My mom is cool like that. So I took a deep breath and said, “So I can fuck “Uncle” Tad.”

My mom started laughing, as she said, “No.”

“Why not?” I responded while pouting.

“You’re too young,” she said emphatically.

“So,” I said.

“He’s too old for you,” she said sternly.

“So,” I said with attitude.

“He’s too big for you,” my mom said.

“No he’s not,” I replied.

“Trust me,” she said while pretending to text someone.

“Mom,” I said, “You got into porn just to fuck Peter North. I don’t need to get into porn to fuck “Uncle” Tad. All you have to do is make it happen.”

“No sweetie, if you want to have sex, have sex with your boyfriend,” she replied.

That’s when the waterworks came out. As the first tear rolled from my eyes I said, “But I want my first time to be amazing. If it’s with Jimmy it’ll be over quickly.”

My mom just stared at me. She wasn’t buying my crying act. She just shook her head and said, “Do you really want this?”

I nodded yes.

“He’d certainly give you a more memorable first time than Jimmy,” she said.

“So is that a yes?” I asked excitedly.

“No,” she responded, “That’s an I’ll think about it.”

That was better than a no. So I went back to my room, opened my iPad, and fingered myself as I watched “Uncle” Tad in action.

A few days before my mom was set to leave she finally gave me the good news that I was going to go with her. She also gave me some bad news; “Uncle” Tad was reluctant to take my virginity. He still thought of me as the goofy kid he taught how to bowl, and didn’t want this one action to ruin his memories of me nor did he want to ruin our relationship.

I wondered if that was just an excuse. Did he think I was ugly compared to the women he got paid to fuck on camera? Was he worried that I wouldn’t be able to pleasure him? That I was just going to lay there motionless while he fucked me? I knew that wouldn’t be the case. I studied his scenes. I watched what the girls did to turn him on. I even practiced sucking dick on a banana imagining that it was his. I knew I could make him smile.

My mom reassured me that once he saw me his reluctance would quickly fade.

“Uncle” Tad started in porn in 1995. His girlfriend at the time was doing it and got him into the business. According to my mom he not only could stay hard, but he got to the set on time and never complained. That’s why he continued to get booked. My mom loved working with him. And for a short while she was in love with him. As she drove us to the airport she told me that they were lovers, and they even talked about getting married. When the relationship soured she quit the biz and moved us back to Dallas.

When she returned her first scene was with “Uncle” Tad. She told me it was weird. She hated him for how their relationship ended. When you’re a porn star you don’t have to like who you’re fucking, but you have to act like you do. By the time the scene was over and she was washing his jizz off her face she was ready to forgive him. It wasn’t the sex that made her feel different. It was that he made her laugh during the scene.

He was never going to leave the business. It afforded him the luxury to not have a real job. He was able to devote his free time to go to the gym, go mudding, and work on his house. He treated the business like a business instead of a party. That’s how he was able to save and amass a nice a little nest egg.

His number one reason for staying in the business was the steady influx of new talent. He was living every man’s fantasy by getting to fuck barely legal women and get paid for it. He got off on being the first male talent to fuck a girl on camera. To him it was the greatest high in the world. No drug, natural or synthetic, could match that euphoric feeling.

I was hoping that taking my virginity would give him that feeling. He would be the first man to fuck me. That obviously trumps being the first to fuck a girl on camera.

A few hours later our plane landed at LAX. My mom’s agent Joel met us outside and drove us to the model house where we’d spend our first night. On the way there he took us to dinner where him and my mom discussed business while I picked at my food.

I felt uncomfortable listening to them talking about tomorrow’s scenes in front of me. I really didn’t need to be hearing that my mom would be doing an anal scene at nine the next morning. It kind of ruined my appetite, but I still ate since my mom said they really didn’t have much food at the house.

Joel was in his late forties, had blonde curly hair and was muscular and tall. The guy was all business and really didn’t say much to me. The only thing he did was occasionally stare at me when he thought my mom wasn’t looking.

Once we arrived at the house we were shown our room. My mom quickly got on the phone with her escort agency to get her bookings (she was listed for several weeks before our arrival). She actually had a request for that evening. Since my mom never turns down money she accepted it.

Soon after my mom left there was a knock on the door, it was Joel, my mom’s agent.

“Is there anything you need?” he asked.

“Nope,” I responded.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“Sure,” I replied.

He walked in and sat on a chair next to my bed.

“Your mom tells me the two of you are staying at Tad’s place for the rest of your visit,” he said.

“Yep,” I replied.

“You’ll love it there,” he said. “Tad has a great house. It’s not as crowded as this place.”

“That’s what my mom said,” I replied.

“Love your mom, you know I used to work as male talent before becoming an agent,” he said.

“Why’d you stop?” I asked.

“Got married,” he said as he was checking me out. “Started the agency to keep a foot in the business. Get this before I got into porn graduated from law school and passed the California Bar Exam.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Contract law,” he said. “Fucking on camera seemed like a better career choice. Maybe I shouldn’t be talking about this in front of you.”

“It’s okay,” I said.

“Cool. You know you’re very pretty,” he said.

I blushed.

“When you turn eighteen you’d be a star in this business,” he said. You have a very unique look.”

“My mom doesn’t want me in the biz,” I said.

“Did her mom want her to do porn?” he asked.

“No,” I replied.

“That’s right,” he said as if he was trying to sell me on the biz. “No one’s parent wants their kid to do this. But if you decide to I’m pretty sure I can get you something your mom never got, a contract with Vivid or Wicked. How does that sound?”

“I don’t know,” I replied.

“Promise me you’ll think about it and let me know when you turn eighteen,” he said.

“Okay,” I said in an unconvincing tone.

“Do you have spending money while you’re down here?” he asked.

“A little bit,” I replied.

“I can give you a few hundred,” he said. “That way you can buy yourself something nice, you know to make the trip more memorable.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Really,” he replied.

“Wow. Thank you,” I said with a huge smile.

“But there is something you need to do for me first,” he said in a creepy tone.

“What’s that?” I asked already knowing the answer.

“I want to watch you masturbate,” he said. “Is that cool?”

“No,” I replied.

“Were you going to play with your pussy tonight?” he asked.

I didn’t respond.

“That tells me that you were,” he said. “If you did it without me watching you’d still get yourself off, but you wouldn’t be making $300. You know you want to.”

He threw the money onto the bed. I grabbed it and stuffed into my pockets. I then stood up and took off my clothes to reveal my naked 5’0, 97lb, and 34b-24-34 body. I then got back on the bed; spread my legs and slowly starting rubbing my clit.

“Insert your fingers,” he demanded. “Then slowly move them in and out.”

I licked my fingers, and then proceeded to insert them into my wet cunt. He pulled out his cock and started stroking at a slow pace.

“Are you a whore like your mom?” he asked.

“No,” I responded as I started inserting my fingers at a more rapid pace.

“If you weren’t why’d take my money?” he asked.

I couldn’t think of an answer.

“Tell me you’re a whore,” he said in a harsh tone.

“I’m a whore,” I said quietly.

“Scream it,” he yelled.

“I’M A WHORE,” I screamed.

“Say it again,” as he rapidly increased the tempo of his strokes.

“I’M A WHORE,” I once again screamed.

Before I finished yelling that his cock exploded. His seed spayed all over the place. As the lost drop spit out he collapsed back onto the chair.

“That was fun,” he said smiling. “I could watch you play with that sweet pussy all night long.”

I continued rubbing as he talked.

“Did you cum baby?” he asked.

I shook my head no.

“I can help,” he said.

“I don’t want to have sex,” I replied.

“Honey I’m a married man,” he said. “My wife would kill me if I fucked another woman. I am allowed to eat pussy, that’s not cheating. Do you want me to eat your yours?”

“Yes,” I replied.

He got on the bed, spread my legs and stuffed his face between them. He was so much better than Jimmy. He had technique. With every movement of his tongue he hit the right spot. I squirmed, and moaned as every inch of my body became euphoric. He wasn’t flailing around down there like my boyfriend; he was making every lick and finger insertion count. Within minutes my head started spinning and my body started shaking. I was having the best orgasm of my life.

“I’m guessing you liked that,” he said smiling.

“Yessssss.” I said in ecstasy.

“You earned every penny of your spending money,” he said. “And please call me when you turn eighteen, together we can make a lot of money.”

He kissed me on the cheek before leaving the room.

“What the fuck just happened?” I thought to myself as I counted the money before putting it in my purse. “I don’t do things like this. The only reason that happened was because I got caught in the moment. That’s the story I’m sticking with.”

I then went to the bathroom, got myself cleaned up and went to sleep.

I guess between the travelling and my encounter with my mom’s agent I was pretty tired. Normally it takes awhile before I pass out, but that night I was out the second I hit the pillow. The next morning my mom said she tried to wake me when she got back, but I was out cold.

Around seven in the morning I could hear my mom making a ton of noise, as she was getting ready to leave to shoot today’s scene.

“Did I wake you?” she asked as she placed some lingerie into a small suitcase.

“Yes,” I replied not fully awake.

“Good. What did you do last night?” she asked.

“Read and talked to Joel for a few minutes,” I said.

“You’d tell me if he was being inappropriate?” she asked.

“Yes mom,” I replied.

“I’d hope so,” she said. “So Tad is going to pick you up around eleven. So be ready.”

“What time are you going to be done?” I asked.

“I hope around eight,” she said as she closed her suitcase. “I’m shooting two scenes today plus stills.”

“You could’ve stopped at around eight,” I said.

“I could’ve but you are so cute when you pretend to be grossed out,” she said laughing.

“HA!” I sarcastically replied.

“When I get done there is a great Mexican restaurant by Tad’s. How does that sound?” she asked.

“Sounds great,” I said.

“Have fun today,” she said before kissing me on my forehead and leaving for work.

Once she woke me up there was no chance I was going back to bed, so I decided to get cleaned up and eat some breakfast. Of course there was nothing in the house to eat. One of the girls told me there was a McDonald’s a few blocks away, so I walked there and got some food and a coffee.

Tad arrived at the model house promptly at eleven. He was even more handsome than I remembered. He looked like a statue of Greek god come to life. I was in lust. I wanted him to take me upstairs that very instant and have his way with me. But the moment was ruined by a few of the other girls staying in the house.

They ran up to him and started talking.

“Ladies, I’d love to stay in chat,” he said gleefully, “but I promised her mom that I would rescue this special girl from this house and take her wherever she wants to go?”

“Can we come too?” one of the models asked?

“I wish I could, but I haven’t seen this young lady since she was eight,” he said. “Back then she drank soup like she was a cat.”

I turned bright red.

“She would also rub her head against the furniture and purr,” he said while trying to contain laughter.

I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment.

“I could tell you stories about her wanting to be a Power Ranger,” he said while laughing.

“STOP,” I yelled.

“It would be impolite if I didn’t do what the young lady asked,” he said once again trying to contain his laughter.

“Boo,” cried one of the other models.

“Maybe I’ll write a blog about it,” he said with a large smirk on his face.

“Don’t you dare,” I screamed.

“I won’t use your name,” he replied. “Now get your stuff and so we can get the fuck out of here.”

I ran upstairs, got my bag, hurried back downstairs, and walked out with “Uncle” Tad to his Mercedes S550.

Once we were on the road Tad asked, “Are you hungry?”

“A little,” I said.

“You like burgers?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“I know this great burger joint, called In-N-Out Burger,” he said.

“We have them in Dallas,” I said while trying not to sound like a bitch.

“Hmmm. How about Sushi?” he asked.

“Love it,” I said.

He drove to a conveyer belt sushi restaurant in Chatsworth. As we were eating our food he said, “So your mom told me you’ve seen me on the internet.”

“Yep,” I replied. “Kind of shocking. It never occurred to me that you and mom did the same thing.”

“Imagine how my dad felt when he rented a video and saw me in one. Said I ruined porn for him,” he said.

I laughed.

“At least my folks didn’t cut me out of their lives,” he said.

“That’s a good thing,” I said as ate my tuna roll.

“I agree,” he said before a long pause. “Man Vanessa, you’ve grown-up to be a beautiful young woman.”

I blushed.

“Seriously you are beautiful,” he said as he stared into my eyes.

I blushed again.

“Your mom told me about your, I guess the best word to use would be, ummm, wish,” he said as his face turned bright red. “I was going to let you down gently. There are thousands of reasons of why that would be the best way to go. But I can never say no to you. Do you remember when you were five and I took you and your mom to Toy “R” Us?”

“No,” I said.

“Your mom was going to buy you a new Barbie,” he said. “It was all she could afford. But I could tell you wanted the Barbie Dream House, her car and a Ken doll too. So I got you every toy and accessory. Even ones you didn’t want.”

“You only did that cause you were dating my mom,” I said.

“Partially true,” he replied in a serious tone. “I did it because I wanted you have everything. Seeing you happy always made me happy.”

I smiled.

“Will me fulfilling this wish make you happy?” he asked.

I nodded yes.

“Then finish up and let’s go make you happy,” he said smiling.

We quickly finished our food, paid, left the restaurant, and drove twenty minutes to “Uncle Tad’s spacious ranch styled house.”

When we walked inside the first thing I noticed was the place was immaculately clean.

“It’s normally not this clean, my girlfriend is kind of a slob,” he said.

“Girlfriend?” I asked.

“Her name’s Olga, she’s in Miami shooting this week,” he replied.

“Oh,” I said disappointed.

“Don’t let that freak you out,” he said. “We have an open relationship. She can fuck whomever she wants and I can fuck anyone I want. She’s cool like that.”

“That’s cool,” I replied.

He grabbed my hand and walked me over to the couch in the living room. For the longest time we just stared in each other’s eyes. It was kind of hot. Then he leaned in to kiss me. He was a really good kisser. Jimmy was sloppy. But Tad was the exact opposite. His kisses made my heart pound. Blood flowed rapidly to my cheeks making them redder. He put his hands on my waist moving me closer and closer to his chest. I was his.

For a brief moment our lips parted and he said, “I haven’t made out with a sixteen-year old since I was sixteen. Crazy.”

“Crazy,” I repeated as I placed my lips onto his, and slightly opened my mouth as invitation for his tongue to enter.

He then put my hand on his jeans and moved it up and down the outline of his hard cock.

As my hand did that he lifted my shirt off my body, unhooked my bra and started kissing, and lightly biting my hard nipples.

“Let me see your cock,” I whispered.

He took his mouth off my breasts; unbuttoned his jeans and unleashed his monstrous cock (8-inches long, and 6-inches wide). I watched for a few seconds as he stroked it. Then he put my hand onto it. Unlike Jimmy’s I couldn’t put my entire hand around it. I moved my hand up and down his gigantic shaft as he resumed kissing me.

After several minutes of me jerking him off he asked, “Have you ever sucked cock?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Suck mine now,” he ordered.

I hovered my face above his erect penis. My right hand continued to stroke it as I blew on the tip. I was terrified of it. I was pretty sure the whole thing wouldn’t even fit in my mouth. So I opened leaned down and started sucking.

I started licking from the balls up to the head, where I spent several seconds bobbing up and down on it, before heading back down and repeating.

“Kiss me,” he demanded as my mouth engulfed his hard-on.

As our lips once again locked he said, “Your lips taste wonderful.

A few minutes later he told me to take off my shorts and panties, then bend over the couch, and stick my ass out.

I got up and did as I was told. While bent over he slapped my butt and said, “You have an amazing ass.”

Gently Tad put my knees on the couch, which stuck my ass out even farther before kissing my left butt cheek, then my right butt cheek. Slowly he slid his tongue along my ass check and slid his tongue into my asshole. Which felt amazing and made me even wetter. His tongue moved up and down alternating between my asshole and pussy.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I had enough foreplay. I wanted to get fucked. So I opened my mouth and moaned, “I’m ready.”

He stood up, grabbed my hand and walked me to the bedroom. We then laid on the bed next to each other, kissing, stroking and touching. Tad rolled onto his back and had me stand above his hard cock. Stroking his hard penis he told me to slowly lower myself on to it. As my pussy hit the tip I could feel it start to stretch it out. I whimpered in pain as it engulfed the first few inches.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

“No,” I cried.

He grabbed onto my butt cheeks and slowly moved me up and down the top of his monster cock. The pain was slowly replaced by pleasure. His thrusts become a little faster and deeper. My moans were getting louder. He spanked my ass right before he stuffed his entire cock into my tight, no-longer virginal pussy.

I just sat on top of him, not only to get used to this feeling, but to enjoy the fact that I was no longer a virgin.

He smacked my ass again before moving his dick in and out of my pussy at a nice, steady pace.

“Bounce baby, bounce,” he said as he slapped my ass again.

I did as he told and bounced up and down until I had my first orgasm. I then collapsed onto his chest with his cock in my pussy and said, “Let’s do another position.”

He grinned and smiled. I climbed off his dick and started sucking sucked it for a bit. Tasting all of my juices on his massive cock.

Tad moved me onto all fours. He told me to wiggle my sexy ass, all the while I was doing that he slapped it before sticking his cock into my pussy. He continued spanking me as his hard cock was going into me from behind. I felt his hands spread my ass and his fingers started playing with my asshole. Immediately this caused my second monstrous orgasm.

Pulling his cock out of my pussy he rolled over onto his back and had me climb back on top. This time he had me go reverse cowgirl. I looked down and was able to watch his cock penetrate my wet pussy. I’m going to admit it was pretty hot and was pushing me towards my next orgasm. His hands found my tits and he then pinched my nipples as he increased the speed of his thrusts.

I was on fire. I then jumped off of Tad got between his knees and sucked his on his amazing cock.

I was working his cock in and out of my mouth. Taking every inch that I could handle. Tad told me he wanted to taste my pussy. He laid me onto my back, slid between my knees and dove into my pussy. Teasing my clit at first and then sucking away. His hands slid underneath me and found my ass. His fingers slowly teased their way into my asshole. This feeling was amazing and drove me to orgasm number three.

I was feeling awesome. I finally was having the sexual experience I wanted for my first time. I felt “Uncle” Tad as he slid his cock back into my wet pussy and began pounding me with his jackhammer. This caused several minor orgasmic tremors throughout my body. He increased the speed of the pounding. I was in heaven. He then said, “Where do you want me to cum?”

“In me,” I cried.

He let out a grunt as his seed exploded in my pussy. This caused orgasm number four.

He laid down next to me and we kissed for several minutes.

“I want to go again,” I said with glee between kisses.

“It’s going to be a few minutes,” he said. “It takes a few to recharge the old batteries.”

I laughed.

“I’m going to go grab a protein bar,” he said. “Want anything?”

“Water,” I replied.

“I’ll be back in a few,” he said right before getting out of the bed and walking out the door.

I’m going to admit I felt different afterwards. I felt sexier. I felt like this was the moment where I was able to start living life. And as cliché as this might sound I felt like a woman. I felt like I was ready for whatever came next, and that was going to be another round with “Uncle” Tad.

The Beginning.