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You know my name and you may as well know I lost my virginity at twelve. Some girls, and I am one of them, have feelings beyond our years, it's a fate of mother nature herself, that sexualises young bodies such as mine, to want to do the things men dream about.
1.) The big day I said goodbye to my hymen
My friend Cathy, introduced me to her brother on the morning of a stay-over at hers. She called him into the bedroom the following morning as we lay in bed, we both were naked and giggling and had been fooling around fingering ourselves and each other.
Cathy was like me, highly sexualised and had admitted to me it was her older brother that had taken her virginity, when she was just ten, but she loved the experience and I was curious and wanted her handsome brother to take mine and Cathy wanted to watch us.
Mark, was nineteen and at University and when he came into her bedroom where we lay, I could feel a lump in my throat but not as big as the lump in Marks underpants when he saw me lying there besides his sister, nervous but fucking excited, I could feel my juices running out of m vagina in expectation, and my nipples were like pebbles on the beach, rock hard and rubbery.
Cathy pulled the duvet away to reveal my naked body to her now horny brother, "Spread your legs, knees back and spread your cunt", he ordered me, and I watched as he focused on my wet slit as my fingers kept slipping from my labia as I opened myself to expose the range of hues from coral pink to a deep blood filled red.
He stepped from his underpants as he made his way around the bed to get to me. He was wanking his big cock. it looked too big to go inside my little hole and I glanced at Cathy, who was rubbing her's as she watched my pending loss of virginity, he had savoured her pussy and now he was about to have mine.
He sat on the edge of the bed as I lay prostate and let him run his hands all over my naked body, almost cumming as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy and equally soaked anus, "My little bowling ball" he remarked as he buried both fingers to the hilt in both my swollen orifices, and toyed with me. I watched as Cathy joined in and sucked his big cock.
It was all over before it started and I remember a flash of anger running through me, I wanted more until I realised he had been fucking non stop for half an hour, he had been inside me all that time and I wanted more.
Once the initiation was over it was as if a veil of secrecy had been lifted and I could see more clearly as men began to show their need for me sexually. Before, it was like having an uns**tchable itch, and it passed or I just pressed against something hard, now I walked on air in expectation, and wasted no time in making sure those men who looked at me, got their chance to pull my knickers down. I think they were shocked at my urgency and never letting them wear a condom, I loved to feel the power of their ejaculation hitting my cervix, it told me just how desirable I was to them.
2.) My first act of prostitution
I was enjoying my sex, I picked my lovers and thought nothing about it until one night, late in the evening I was making my way home when I passed a man who appeared drunk. I overtook him and I heard him say, "Hey baby, come here".
I stopped about five steps in front of him, he had been drinking and was around fifty years of age.
He was looking me up and down and at fifteen I knew my body was everything working men like him desired, I knew off girlfriends, whose own fathers had slipped into their bed and had their way with them, at this age were were jail bait and right then I was ready for a fuck before bed.
"What do you want", I asked him provocatively, making sure my tits jutted out feeling my nipples react to the very possible prospect of being groped and bruised?
"I want a fuck little girl", he retorted, perhaps a little surprised I continued to stand there in front of him, instead of screaming and running away. I faced him down.
I was working myself, I could feel my dry pussy start to wet, as my tight denims bit into my camel toe, and my ass-hole pucker and clench, dirty talk was something I liked to hear, slag, slut, cunt, cock, and fuck, all words that triggered body reactions in a girl, he did not know I now wanted him perhaps ore than he wanted me, but I wanted to toy with him, stretch it out, maybe make him angry enough so it might get rough, like a good old fashioned ****, at least the fight was exciting and the slapping made you feel alive.
"I'll give you fifty quid", he said, and I could hear myself say "OK".
We walked a little way more to a close, "We can do it in here", I said and I felt him hand me a bunch of notes, I counted out fifty and put them in my denims pocket, undid the button slid down my zipper and pushed them down to my ankles and began kissing his mouth, forcing my tongue into his and feeling his false teeth, disgusting yes, but this was what I liked knowing, he was old and I wanted him to experience, something he had not felt for thirty to forty years.
I played with his cock as we kissed, it felt as if he was not getting any sex at home, "Do you want to do it now", I asked him as he licked my neck and groped my small tits. my top was up around my neck and I stood shivering in the corner naked from my top all the way down to my ankles where my denims and knickers were bunched.
He did and forced myself around until he was at my back and his erection was buried between the cheeks of my arse, my smooth skin was driving him wild as I held him around the shaft as I forced my arse into him, wiping his cock between my wet labia for lubrication, I knew where i was going to put him, I was due my periods and I was not on the pill, pregnant at fifteen was not an option, up my arse he was going, that way I could squeeze him with amazing results, only this time, instead of the dull feeling of needing a shit, I was actually starting to feel a powerful orgasm cumming, and I forced myself back into him, an began rotating my arse, feeling his pubic hair rub against my peachy skin.
"Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck", he moaned over and over, until my own high pitched wailing started, I was having what some girls called an, "arse orgasm", and then it was all over as he slipped from me, flaccid and spent, and my knees had buckled, and I was down on my knees convulsing.
We dressed and he kissed me and thanked me and began telling me of his lousy marriage. I gave him my mobile number and promised him a fuck whenever he wanted one, "Just call me" I said before running off into the night, £50 richer and a new love of my arse-hole, as a sex object.
That experience set me on course for selling my body for money, I loved sex, so why not get paid for it.
3), Exerts from my sexual diary. See how a girl really fucks when she is free to do so.
I walked into the hotel, I have a strut of confidence for a girl of sixteen, but I know I look older, my makeup adds years to my appearance, and my passport will show my client he is messing with dynamite, this is why he paying a premium, I told him I was a virgin and wanted money to buy stuff. I was confident he did not give a rats ass about my shopping habits, he just wanted to fuck a young tight fresh pussy, and my Brazilian would show what many women crave to have, a baby looking pussy fresh from the crib on a heavenly body, £400 pounds for a quickie, I was confident he would cum quickly and I could go looking for more cock to satisfy.
As I walk I feel my body is on a high, I am high on adrenaline knowing what lies under my figure hugging dress and wearing stilettos, speaks volumes to any man looking at me, even my small pebble like nipple are poking out in front, there are no lines to break my contours why should there be, I am completely naked under my thin dress, I only pray my wetness from my swollen pussy has not stained the back, when I sat down, right now as I go into the elevator I feel I want to fuck, and I touch myself and feel my pussy contours as I press into my crotch, like a little girl wanting to pee.
I am nervous as I knock on the room door, double checking the room number, I would hate to fuck the wrong man for nothing, when I could be getting paid for it, but it is the right room, and the man answering the door, was smartly dressed, and polite.
Like a grandfather welcoming his granddaughter, he kissed my cheek, offered me a glass of champagne and envelope containing a vast sum of money for me at that age in my life.
"I hope you wont mind", he said, "I have suggested to some friend who would also like to get to know you that you might entertain them also". before I could respond he produced another envelope, packed with notes, in total, nearly £2000 for a nights fun. I had never even been with two men before this and now I was going to entertain six grown men at once.
I drank the glass of champagne and accepted another as we waited for the other men to arrive. "Are you comfortable", he queried, wondering if I was afraid of the odds?
I was calm, frighteningly calm and clinical, I knew from other girl how things could easily get out of control when a group of grown men start fucking a young girl, so I started to lay down the rules of the evening so he could explain to each man in turn, the money paid was for straight sex and blow jobs, double penetration and up the arse fucks would cost a lot more and then I pulled an ace out of my bag, I used my phone and called the the time, pretending I was calling my pimp, giving him the room number and the occupants name, and the change in circumstances. He was in no doubt fun could be had by all as long as the rules were adhered to, otherwise I was convinced the men would face a greater fear, thank god the speaking clock could not be heard as my volume was turned down low.
There was a knock on the door I my heart was all fluttering, this was it, my secret dream a gang bang and being used and seeded relentlessly, by men driven wilder because other men were there watching them, using me and no doubt amazed just how easy it was going to be.
Three men walk in, they look like athletes, tanned and fit, I mentally note I would have fucked them for nothing, as they look at me, right through me in fact as if I were a living translucent condom, "You look like my k** sister one remarks and they all laugh, I do too, "Well now you can", I retort and he comes across and starts to undress me and when my dress drops to my ankles, I am just in my heels, "Fuck that was easy" someone remarks, but all eyes are on my naked body, as if they were seeing the forbidden fruit for the first time, an untouchable, no pubic hair, small tight breasts but best of all, I was willing, "Why don't you just take your cocks out gents and let me suck them", they laugh nervously as they fiddle with their zippers and the door knocks again as more men arrive, by now I was up for it and dropped to my knees and started sucking two cocks, one in each hand as two more men joined in and began fingering both my holes, I felt wild and as I pushed a cock deep into the back of my throat, "Fucking hell look at her" someone cried, as I pulled his cock out covered in phlegm, my eyes watering, both with the deep throating, and seeing the muscular and honed naked bodies around me, "She's gagging for it", someone said, as I took a deep breath and pushed his cock into my throat, sticking my longish tongue out to lick his balls and feeling his pubic hair in my nose.
Someone grabbed my hips and I felt his cock go inside me and start fucking and another started to push his finger up my arse. I froze and even though I hated stopping him, it was business, "I only do it if you pay extra", more money was produced and I just let myself go.
This was who I was, I love sex, seeing it, feeling it, experiencing it, there was nothing about it I found shocking or restrictive, I loved being with women, their scents and smells, their soft lips and their wet pussies, licking them as their husbands fucked them, feeling the cum on my face as it runs out of their holes, or being fucked by their husbands as I kiss and lick their wives.
After that few hours in the hotel I walked away with £3500 and a pair of sore holes. I telephoned my dad to come and pick me up, it was eight thirty and I offered to buy him a drink and an Indian meal.
He came and was astonished to see me dressed the way I was. My parents had divorced and dad stayed in another part of the city and these were the only times I got to see him. Tonight I was flush with money and I wanted to get high with my dad and be like him and just say fuck it to the world. I guess he suspected I was on the game and was cool about it, after all, I knew from when I was a little girl, he would drive around and pick a girl and fuck her in the back seat while I sat watching and sucking on my sweets he bought me.
"Can I stay at your tonight daddy", I asked once he had downed a few drinks, it was easier to get my way with him once he was oiled.
He agreed, but to be sure I added, "No fucking hookers or strippers daddy, just us, you and I OK", he got the message and when we got back to his we went to bed and cuddled tightly. When I say I loved my daddy, I really meant it.
If you guys like the idea of reading my diary then please say so in a few words in the comments section and I will write more. Either way, thanks for reading and any kind remarks will be appreciated, but only in the comments.
Love Frida
1.) The big day I said goodbye to my hymen
My friend Cathy, introduced me to her brother on the morning of a stay-over at hers. She called him into the bedroom the following morning as we lay in bed, we both were naked and giggling and had been fooling around fingering ourselves and each other.
Cathy was like me, highly sexualised and had admitted to me it was her older brother that had taken her virginity, when she was just ten, but she loved the experience and I was curious and wanted her handsome brother to take mine and Cathy wanted to watch us.
Mark, was nineteen and at University and when he came into her bedroom where we lay, I could feel a lump in my throat but not as big as the lump in Marks underpants when he saw me lying there besides his sister, nervous but fucking excited, I could feel my juices running out of m vagina in expectation, and my nipples were like pebbles on the beach, rock hard and rubbery.
Cathy pulled the duvet away to reveal my naked body to her now horny brother, "Spread your legs, knees back and spread your cunt", he ordered me, and I watched as he focused on my wet slit as my fingers kept slipping from my labia as I opened myself to expose the range of hues from coral pink to a deep blood filled red.
He stepped from his underpants as he made his way around the bed to get to me. He was wanking his big cock. it looked too big to go inside my little hole and I glanced at Cathy, who was rubbing her's as she watched my pending loss of virginity, he had savoured her pussy and now he was about to have mine.
He sat on the edge of the bed as I lay prostate and let him run his hands all over my naked body, almost cumming as he slid his finger in and out of my wet pussy and equally soaked anus, "My little bowling ball" he remarked as he buried both fingers to the hilt in both my swollen orifices, and toyed with me. I watched as Cathy joined in and sucked his big cock.
It was all over before it started and I remember a flash of anger running through me, I wanted more until I realised he had been fucking non stop for half an hour, he had been inside me all that time and I wanted more.
Once the initiation was over it was as if a veil of secrecy had been lifted and I could see more clearly as men began to show their need for me sexually. Before, it was like having an uns**tchable itch, and it passed or I just pressed against something hard, now I walked on air in expectation, and wasted no time in making sure those men who looked at me, got their chance to pull my knickers down. I think they were shocked at my urgency and never letting them wear a condom, I loved to feel the power of their ejaculation hitting my cervix, it told me just how desirable I was to them.
2.) My first act of prostitution
I was enjoying my sex, I picked my lovers and thought nothing about it until one night, late in the evening I was making my way home when I passed a man who appeared drunk. I overtook him and I heard him say, "Hey baby, come here".
I stopped about five steps in front of him, he had been drinking and was around fifty years of age.
He was looking me up and down and at fifteen I knew my body was everything working men like him desired, I knew off girlfriends, whose own fathers had slipped into their bed and had their way with them, at this age were were jail bait and right then I was ready for a fuck before bed.
"What do you want", I asked him provocatively, making sure my tits jutted out feeling my nipples react to the very possible prospect of being groped and bruised?
"I want a fuck little girl", he retorted, perhaps a little surprised I continued to stand there in front of him, instead of screaming and running away. I faced him down.
I was working myself, I could feel my dry pussy start to wet, as my tight denims bit into my camel toe, and my ass-hole pucker and clench, dirty talk was something I liked to hear, slag, slut, cunt, cock, and fuck, all words that triggered body reactions in a girl, he did not know I now wanted him perhaps ore than he wanted me, but I wanted to toy with him, stretch it out, maybe make him angry enough so it might get rough, like a good old fashioned ****, at least the fight was exciting and the slapping made you feel alive.
"I'll give you fifty quid", he said, and I could hear myself say "OK".
We walked a little way more to a close, "We can do it in here", I said and I felt him hand me a bunch of notes, I counted out fifty and put them in my denims pocket, undid the button slid down my zipper and pushed them down to my ankles and began kissing his mouth, forcing my tongue into his and feeling his false teeth, disgusting yes, but this was what I liked knowing, he was old and I wanted him to experience, something he had not felt for thirty to forty years.
I played with his cock as we kissed, it felt as if he was not getting any sex at home, "Do you want to do it now", I asked him as he licked my neck and groped my small tits. my top was up around my neck and I stood shivering in the corner naked from my top all the way down to my ankles where my denims and knickers were bunched.
He did and forced myself around until he was at my back and his erection was buried between the cheeks of my arse, my smooth skin was driving him wild as I held him around the shaft as I forced my arse into him, wiping his cock between my wet labia for lubrication, I knew where i was going to put him, I was due my periods and I was not on the pill, pregnant at fifteen was not an option, up my arse he was going, that way I could squeeze him with amazing results, only this time, instead of the dull feeling of needing a shit, I was actually starting to feel a powerful orgasm cumming, and I forced myself back into him, an began rotating my arse, feeling his pubic hair rub against my peachy skin.
"Oh Fuck, Oh Fuck", he moaned over and over, until my own high pitched wailing started, I was having what some girls called an, "arse orgasm", and then it was all over as he slipped from me, flaccid and spent, and my knees had buckled, and I was down on my knees convulsing.
We dressed and he kissed me and thanked me and began telling me of his lousy marriage. I gave him my mobile number and promised him a fuck whenever he wanted one, "Just call me" I said before running off into the night, £50 richer and a new love of my arse-hole, as a sex object.
That experience set me on course for selling my body for money, I loved sex, so why not get paid for it.
3), Exerts from my sexual diary. See how a girl really fucks when she is free to do so.
I walked into the hotel, I have a strut of confidence for a girl of sixteen, but I know I look older, my makeup adds years to my appearance, and my passport will show my client he is messing with dynamite, this is why he paying a premium, I told him I was a virgin and wanted money to buy stuff. I was confident he did not give a rats ass about my shopping habits, he just wanted to fuck a young tight fresh pussy, and my Brazilian would show what many women crave to have, a baby looking pussy fresh from the crib on a heavenly body, £400 pounds for a quickie, I was confident he would cum quickly and I could go looking for more cock to satisfy.
As I walk I feel my body is on a high, I am high on adrenaline knowing what lies under my figure hugging dress and wearing stilettos, speaks volumes to any man looking at me, even my small pebble like nipple are poking out in front, there are no lines to break my contours why should there be, I am completely naked under my thin dress, I only pray my wetness from my swollen pussy has not stained the back, when I sat down, right now as I go into the elevator I feel I want to fuck, and I touch myself and feel my pussy contours as I press into my crotch, like a little girl wanting to pee.
I am nervous as I knock on the room door, double checking the room number, I would hate to fuck the wrong man for nothing, when I could be getting paid for it, but it is the right room, and the man answering the door, was smartly dressed, and polite.
Like a grandfather welcoming his granddaughter, he kissed my cheek, offered me a glass of champagne and envelope containing a vast sum of money for me at that age in my life.
"I hope you wont mind", he said, "I have suggested to some friend who would also like to get to know you that you might entertain them also". before I could respond he produced another envelope, packed with notes, in total, nearly £2000 for a nights fun. I had never even been with two men before this and now I was going to entertain six grown men at once.
I drank the glass of champagne and accepted another as we waited for the other men to arrive. "Are you comfortable", he queried, wondering if I was afraid of the odds?
I was calm, frighteningly calm and clinical, I knew from other girl how things could easily get out of control when a group of grown men start fucking a young girl, so I started to lay down the rules of the evening so he could explain to each man in turn, the money paid was for straight sex and blow jobs, double penetration and up the arse fucks would cost a lot more and then I pulled an ace out of my bag, I used my phone and called the the time, pretending I was calling my pimp, giving him the room number and the occupants name, and the change in circumstances. He was in no doubt fun could be had by all as long as the rules were adhered to, otherwise I was convinced the men would face a greater fear, thank god the speaking clock could not be heard as my volume was turned down low.
There was a knock on the door I my heart was all fluttering, this was it, my secret dream a gang bang and being used and seeded relentlessly, by men driven wilder because other men were there watching them, using me and no doubt amazed just how easy it was going to be.
Three men walk in, they look like athletes, tanned and fit, I mentally note I would have fucked them for nothing, as they look at me, right through me in fact as if I were a living translucent condom, "You look like my k** sister one remarks and they all laugh, I do too, "Well now you can", I retort and he comes across and starts to undress me and when my dress drops to my ankles, I am just in my heels, "Fuck that was easy" someone remarks, but all eyes are on my naked body, as if they were seeing the forbidden fruit for the first time, an untouchable, no pubic hair, small tight breasts but best of all, I was willing, "Why don't you just take your cocks out gents and let me suck them", they laugh nervously as they fiddle with their zippers and the door knocks again as more men arrive, by now I was up for it and dropped to my knees and started sucking two cocks, one in each hand as two more men joined in and began fingering both my holes, I felt wild and as I pushed a cock deep into the back of my throat, "Fucking hell look at her" someone cried, as I pulled his cock out covered in phlegm, my eyes watering, both with the deep throating, and seeing the muscular and honed naked bodies around me, "She's gagging for it", someone said, as I took a deep breath and pushed his cock into my throat, sticking my longish tongue out to lick his balls and feeling his pubic hair in my nose.
Someone grabbed my hips and I felt his cock go inside me and start fucking and another started to push his finger up my arse. I froze and even though I hated stopping him, it was business, "I only do it if you pay extra", more money was produced and I just let myself go.
This was who I was, I love sex, seeing it, feeling it, experiencing it, there was nothing about it I found shocking or restrictive, I loved being with women, their scents and smells, their soft lips and their wet pussies, licking them as their husbands fucked them, feeling the cum on my face as it runs out of their holes, or being fucked by their husbands as I kiss and lick their wives.
After that few hours in the hotel I walked away with £3500 and a pair of sore holes. I telephoned my dad to come and pick me up, it was eight thirty and I offered to buy him a drink and an Indian meal.
He came and was astonished to see me dressed the way I was. My parents had divorced and dad stayed in another part of the city and these were the only times I got to see him. Tonight I was flush with money and I wanted to get high with my dad and be like him and just say fuck it to the world. I guess he suspected I was on the game and was cool about it, after all, I knew from when I was a little girl, he would drive around and pick a girl and fuck her in the back seat while I sat watching and sucking on my sweets he bought me.
"Can I stay at your tonight daddy", I asked once he had downed a few drinks, it was easier to get my way with him once he was oiled.
He agreed, but to be sure I added, "No fucking hookers or strippers daddy, just us, you and I OK", he got the message and when we got back to his we went to bed and cuddled tightly. When I say I loved my daddy, I really meant it.
If you guys like the idea of reading my diary then please say so in a few words in the comments section and I will write more. Either way, thanks for reading and any kind remarks will be appreciated, but only in the comments.
Love Frida
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