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I was always blessed with young looks, although, during my teens it was infuriating every time and every where I went, I needed to carry my passport.
In my early twenties, things changed, my youthful appearance turned certain heads, and like the 'perfect human storm', certain assets came together, as I found out one night at a friends hen-do, we all dressed up in our old school uniforms, complete with the usual attributes of stockings and garter belt, the adult bit, where we took over our local pub, and business boomed and the toilets got chocked with condoms, we were all fucking crazy that night, a sign that women were at last enjoying sexual freedom.
'Fancy a shagging', someone whispered behind my back, when I was at the bar getting my round in, I turned to give my answer, which was going to be a definite yes, after I got my order in, only to turn around and see another girl walk off with the guy.
It was that crazy.
It was past midnight when we had to sling our hooks and I realised I needed to pee, once we were awaiting our taxi, so I ducked into the bushes and let it flow, I swear my pee shot out some two meters. Now here id the thing about the St Trinians attire, the short skirts show the knickers and mine were two sizes too small, so they stretched and when I bent to pee, they ripped, so I left them torn and ragged and went around bare assed with about an inch of cloth hanging from my butt, my arse was well and truly felt that night, and when I stood up after washing off the top soil from the bush I bent down behind, I was alone in the female sense, my friends had buggered off in the cab, and that's when the big car drove alongside and offered me a lift, back to his flat, where I got what I needed, a really good shagging and arse spanking. Right up St Trinian's alley.
My inseminator was a middle-aged man who owned a string of sex shops, and he confessed that watching me in the pub gave him a boner, because I looked so young and he had always yearned to shag a schoolgirl.
'Could have shagged me', I told him, I had been sexually active since I was twelve, in fact, my first encounter was with a flasher in the park I used to cut through on the way to school. He was completely naked and jacking like crazy as I approached, we were perfectly alone so he stepped out in front of me as I stopped and innocently asked him what he was doing, 'I'm going to cum for you', he told me, still clueless, but receptive to what he was doing, so much so, I asked if I could do it for him.
I put my satchel on the park bench, sat down with his cock in my face and held on, a little too tight perhaps, so tactile was the feeling, you just wanted to squeeze the life from it and in the end he had to take over, for fear of us being discovered, so he asked me to stand up and lift my dress and pull the elastic out of my knickers so he could cum in my 'V'.
I watched with bated breath as his bell-end smeared pre-cum all over my bald pubis followed by a huge thick load that filled my crotch, with warm yellowish gooey liquid. 'What does that do', I asked him, when he asked me to release my knicker elastic and he rubbed me until this stuff had soaked and permeated through the thin cotton?
'It will make your pussy hair grow nice and thick', he replied and then he pulled my face down to his red bell-end and smeared it across my mouth and painted my lips and teeth.
The taste was acrid and salty and it made sense, for I remember my uncle used to tell me he rubbed salt into his bald head to make the hairs come out looking for water and then he would tie them in little knots so they could not go back in.
I continued into school and told my friends I was growing hairs on my little bum, which was what we girls called our pussies back then.
When puberty hit four years later at f******n, I remember seeing my first bum fluff on my pubis and cornered my poor little brother one Saturday morning, straddling his face as he lay in bed, that was the beginning of our mutual masturbation sessions, he licked me and I played with his cock watching his face for his cumming, I always loved the feeling of it shooting into my crotch, and I would hold him between my labia as he shot, after which I would slip into my panties and walk around feeling my brothers semen lubricate my upper thighs. Kinky, don't you think?
Anyhow, back to this middle-aged man who had exhausted himself shagging me all that night and first thing that morning, as we both lay naked he suggested I do a bit of porn, u******e stuff, which would be legal because I was still 22 acting f******n.
'That's fucking pervy', I told him, then laughed, before adding, that I liked the idea I mean, I just let a fifty something put his old Mr Wrinkly up my young pussy without protection.
I told him about my cousin Alison, who was brought up in the tenements of Glasgow's slum housing with its shared toilets on the landing and holes in the door, where the pervs would watch the girls peeing and the girls watch their sisters shagging and how Alison started giving blowjobs as she sat their shitting and peeing, for two and six, a half crown in old currency. She made five pounds a week with the regulars, mostly old men wanting to do a girl, by fifteen she was taking it up her arse, with a queue and the door open, some of the men were just shooting into her face and hair and not paying the full whack, but she got rich quick, making the most of her youthful identity, yes she got a reputation, but left the city a wealthy young woman an started afresh elsewhere, free in the knowledge her pussy was the panacea to poverty. She still shags old blokes in London, but they are wealthy, maybe she will see me doing the same on porn and tell them I am her cousin?
My sixteenth was going to be a blast and the party was planned for almost a year, all virgins invited had to lose it on the night in my presence, but more importantly I wanted to do something really awesome and outstanding that every girl would remember and perhaps hate me for.
My younger brother was put to work after I told him to write down the names of my girlfriends he wanted to inseminate, some of which I could have phoned over to shag him there and then, but I wanted it to happen to them all simultaneously.
So I started blowing him daily and spitting my mouthful of his cum into my ice tray and freezing it. By the time my birthday bash came around, I had more than 100 spermy cubes for the Margarita's I would serve my girl friends as a welcome drink, the salty rim smothered the salinity of my brothers semen and the cloudy frosted glasses in the darkened room would help with his semen being swallowed by about thirty girls. I planned to tell them the next day with recorded video evidence, I loved my baby brother and to think about all those willing but dumb females digesting his cum into their bodies, thrilled me.
You know what, it went off a treat and I have the video to prove it as each girl swallowed her Margarita with a relish and my brothers face was priceless, knowing his balls contents from mouths back, had been in my mouth and now in another girls belly, no wonder he felt like bull in a cow shed, most of the girls swallowed their own pride and thanked him personally, some even demanding more albeit au natural, in my bed.
Girls do get fertilised and of course my love of bare-backing could and did lead to the birth of my own daughter, but here is the thing, no one told me of the increased libido effect, coupled with the man of your life slapping a celibacy order, some three months before I was due. I mean a lot of women don't really feel beautiful being all swollen and out of shape, horny and unloved by a husband now hiding on an oil rig offshore Aberdeen, thank goodness for the fact his daddy lived not too far off.
There was a slight problem with that of course, there always is, he had a thing for me when we had first met, his wife, my husband's mother had past away about five years before and the night we came back to his, we had all been out drinking and in the taxi back, his daddy decided to revisit a woman's 'V', mine to be exact, he tried to finger me in the back of the cab and his son found out and we all were estranged for years, well my husband and his daddy were, myself, I had sexual fantasies of letting his daddy enjoy my body, I mean he was so fucking sex starved, that turned me on, specially now I was in a state of constant horniness, I just had to quell both out lusts, so I honed him the night after my husband was on the rig and asked him to come for dinner and meet his future grand daughter, albeit, inside me.
He actually looked better than I could remember, it had been almost nine months, 'I guess you guys had sex to celebrate', he commented on my state of pregnancy coinciding with the timing.
'Well it did not last any longer', I mock complained, and when he queried me I told him we had stopped having intimate relations for fear of giving his grand daughter two black eyes.
By then he had downed a couple of whiskeys, I wanted him drunk and uninhibited, I wanted to suck his cock and I was making no bones that I was in heat, my slinky dress hid nothing of my huge curvaceous body, or the fact I was completely naked under it, there were no knicker lines or brassiere bumps, and finally when standing at the stove he came up behind me and ran his hands over my body, and I let out a deep sigh, that told him I was open for business, 'I really needed that', I told him, feeling my pussy secretions run down my inner thighs.
He hugged into my back as his hands found my pendulous breasts which he squeezed until the milk stained around my nipples, I asked him if he wanted to taste my natural milk, as my dress slipped from my shoulders and my tits found his eager mouth, I squeezed them myself into his open mouth, watching as he held my warm sweet breast milk until he had to gulp it down.
I don't know about him, but it was all too much for me as my dam burst and I sank down to my knees to fish out the cock I so wanted to suck, and it no sooner touched the back of my throat, he was shooting his cum and murmuring' 'Sorry', repeatedly, until I said, 'It's OK, I want you to stay here with me until he comes back in two weeks, by then we will have consummated our befriending', I got up to face his bewildered look, 'I want you to fuck me as much as you want'.
He nodded, and now his grand daughter is eleven years old, and my husband is friendly with his father again, and yes he still fucks me, so it is two weeks with hubby, then two weeks with daddy and I am a very happy wife, don't you thinks so too?
In my early twenties, things changed, my youthful appearance turned certain heads, and like the 'perfect human storm', certain assets came together, as I found out one night at a friends hen-do, we all dressed up in our old school uniforms, complete with the usual attributes of stockings and garter belt, the adult bit, where we took over our local pub, and business boomed and the toilets got chocked with condoms, we were all fucking crazy that night, a sign that women were at last enjoying sexual freedom.
'Fancy a shagging', someone whispered behind my back, when I was at the bar getting my round in, I turned to give my answer, which was going to be a definite yes, after I got my order in, only to turn around and see another girl walk off with the guy.
It was that crazy.
It was past midnight when we had to sling our hooks and I realised I needed to pee, once we were awaiting our taxi, so I ducked into the bushes and let it flow, I swear my pee shot out some two meters. Now here id the thing about the St Trinians attire, the short skirts show the knickers and mine were two sizes too small, so they stretched and when I bent to pee, they ripped, so I left them torn and ragged and went around bare assed with about an inch of cloth hanging from my butt, my arse was well and truly felt that night, and when I stood up after washing off the top soil from the bush I bent down behind, I was alone in the female sense, my friends had buggered off in the cab, and that's when the big car drove alongside and offered me a lift, back to his flat, where I got what I needed, a really good shagging and arse spanking. Right up St Trinian's alley.
My inseminator was a middle-aged man who owned a string of sex shops, and he confessed that watching me in the pub gave him a boner, because I looked so young and he had always yearned to shag a schoolgirl.
'Could have shagged me', I told him, I had been sexually active since I was twelve, in fact, my first encounter was with a flasher in the park I used to cut through on the way to school. He was completely naked and jacking like crazy as I approached, we were perfectly alone so he stepped out in front of me as I stopped and innocently asked him what he was doing, 'I'm going to cum for you', he told me, still clueless, but receptive to what he was doing, so much so, I asked if I could do it for him.
I put my satchel on the park bench, sat down with his cock in my face and held on, a little too tight perhaps, so tactile was the feeling, you just wanted to squeeze the life from it and in the end he had to take over, for fear of us being discovered, so he asked me to stand up and lift my dress and pull the elastic out of my knickers so he could cum in my 'V'.
I watched with bated breath as his bell-end smeared pre-cum all over my bald pubis followed by a huge thick load that filled my crotch, with warm yellowish gooey liquid. 'What does that do', I asked him, when he asked me to release my knicker elastic and he rubbed me until this stuff had soaked and permeated through the thin cotton?
'It will make your pussy hair grow nice and thick', he replied and then he pulled my face down to his red bell-end and smeared it across my mouth and painted my lips and teeth.
The taste was acrid and salty and it made sense, for I remember my uncle used to tell me he rubbed salt into his bald head to make the hairs come out looking for water and then he would tie them in little knots so they could not go back in.
I continued into school and told my friends I was growing hairs on my little bum, which was what we girls called our pussies back then.
When puberty hit four years later at f******n, I remember seeing my first bum fluff on my pubis and cornered my poor little brother one Saturday morning, straddling his face as he lay in bed, that was the beginning of our mutual masturbation sessions, he licked me and I played with his cock watching his face for his cumming, I always loved the feeling of it shooting into my crotch, and I would hold him between my labia as he shot, after which I would slip into my panties and walk around feeling my brothers semen lubricate my upper thighs. Kinky, don't you think?
Anyhow, back to this middle-aged man who had exhausted himself shagging me all that night and first thing that morning, as we both lay naked he suggested I do a bit of porn, u******e stuff, which would be legal because I was still 22 acting f******n.
'That's fucking pervy', I told him, then laughed, before adding, that I liked the idea I mean, I just let a fifty something put his old Mr Wrinkly up my young pussy without protection.
I told him about my cousin Alison, who was brought up in the tenements of Glasgow's slum housing with its shared toilets on the landing and holes in the door, where the pervs would watch the girls peeing and the girls watch their sisters shagging and how Alison started giving blowjobs as she sat their shitting and peeing, for two and six, a half crown in old currency. She made five pounds a week with the regulars, mostly old men wanting to do a girl, by fifteen she was taking it up her arse, with a queue and the door open, some of the men were just shooting into her face and hair and not paying the full whack, but she got rich quick, making the most of her youthful identity, yes she got a reputation, but left the city a wealthy young woman an started afresh elsewhere, free in the knowledge her pussy was the panacea to poverty. She still shags old blokes in London, but they are wealthy, maybe she will see me doing the same on porn and tell them I am her cousin?
My sixteenth was going to be a blast and the party was planned for almost a year, all virgins invited had to lose it on the night in my presence, but more importantly I wanted to do something really awesome and outstanding that every girl would remember and perhaps hate me for.
My younger brother was put to work after I told him to write down the names of my girlfriends he wanted to inseminate, some of which I could have phoned over to shag him there and then, but I wanted it to happen to them all simultaneously.
So I started blowing him daily and spitting my mouthful of his cum into my ice tray and freezing it. By the time my birthday bash came around, I had more than 100 spermy cubes for the Margarita's I would serve my girl friends as a welcome drink, the salty rim smothered the salinity of my brothers semen and the cloudy frosted glasses in the darkened room would help with his semen being swallowed by about thirty girls. I planned to tell them the next day with recorded video evidence, I loved my baby brother and to think about all those willing but dumb females digesting his cum into their bodies, thrilled me.
You know what, it went off a treat and I have the video to prove it as each girl swallowed her Margarita with a relish and my brothers face was priceless, knowing his balls contents from mouths back, had been in my mouth and now in another girls belly, no wonder he felt like bull in a cow shed, most of the girls swallowed their own pride and thanked him personally, some even demanding more albeit au natural, in my bed.
Girls do get fertilised and of course my love of bare-backing could and did lead to the birth of my own daughter, but here is the thing, no one told me of the increased libido effect, coupled with the man of your life slapping a celibacy order, some three months before I was due. I mean a lot of women don't really feel beautiful being all swollen and out of shape, horny and unloved by a husband now hiding on an oil rig offshore Aberdeen, thank goodness for the fact his daddy lived not too far off.
There was a slight problem with that of course, there always is, he had a thing for me when we had first met, his wife, my husband's mother had past away about five years before and the night we came back to his, we had all been out drinking and in the taxi back, his daddy decided to revisit a woman's 'V', mine to be exact, he tried to finger me in the back of the cab and his son found out and we all were estranged for years, well my husband and his daddy were, myself, I had sexual fantasies of letting his daddy enjoy my body, I mean he was so fucking sex starved, that turned me on, specially now I was in a state of constant horniness, I just had to quell both out lusts, so I honed him the night after my husband was on the rig and asked him to come for dinner and meet his future grand daughter, albeit, inside me.
He actually looked better than I could remember, it had been almost nine months, 'I guess you guys had sex to celebrate', he commented on my state of pregnancy coinciding with the timing.
'Well it did not last any longer', I mock complained, and when he queried me I told him we had stopped having intimate relations for fear of giving his grand daughter two black eyes.
By then he had downed a couple of whiskeys, I wanted him drunk and uninhibited, I wanted to suck his cock and I was making no bones that I was in heat, my slinky dress hid nothing of my huge curvaceous body, or the fact I was completely naked under it, there were no knicker lines or brassiere bumps, and finally when standing at the stove he came up behind me and ran his hands over my body, and I let out a deep sigh, that told him I was open for business, 'I really needed that', I told him, feeling my pussy secretions run down my inner thighs.
He hugged into my back as his hands found my pendulous breasts which he squeezed until the milk stained around my nipples, I asked him if he wanted to taste my natural milk, as my dress slipped from my shoulders and my tits found his eager mouth, I squeezed them myself into his open mouth, watching as he held my warm sweet breast milk until he had to gulp it down.
I don't know about him, but it was all too much for me as my dam burst and I sank down to my knees to fish out the cock I so wanted to suck, and it no sooner touched the back of my throat, he was shooting his cum and murmuring' 'Sorry', repeatedly, until I said, 'It's OK, I want you to stay here with me until he comes back in two weeks, by then we will have consummated our befriending', I got up to face his bewildered look, 'I want you to fuck me as much as you want'.
He nodded, and now his grand daughter is eleven years old, and my husband is friendly with his father again, and yes he still fucks me, so it is two weeks with hubby, then two weeks with daddy and I am a very happy wife, don't you thinks so too?
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