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The headline news was about **** and the rise of sexually transmitted diseases amongst teens enjoying fucking. How does society expect teenagers not to want to fuck each other when it's media driven and in our faces with a daily diet of sex from women who just live for it and payed well enough to make sure the youth of today are being primed to accept it as the norm.
Have you ever felt the urge to touch yourself when you are bored, I know I did every-time I checked into a hotel room and took my clothes off with my electric toothbrush and special attachments that never raised any suspicion with customs, all so I could wank myself off to relieve my frustrations.
Whenever men were suggestive towards me I knew they were trying their luck, yes it's nice to be wanted sexually and don't let any woman k** you on that they don't, because human nature in the human female does want that sort of attention, everything else is just a facade of primness and an acceptable face of femininity.
That's why I am never surprised at the next big expose about a woman being caught with her knickers down, or the fact she went out without a pair or caught in bed in a same sex orgy, we all love a good fuck, it's just a perception that the men need to be the hunters and we women the prey, that's just bullshit, I know I walk around teasing men with a wet pussy biting my thigh for a fuck, I don't express my deep and inner needs for fear of frightening a mans erection into a state of flaccid utopia.
Fuck a horny woman and just watch as she takes over, that can be a very frightening experience for a man, unless he is aggressive and a pervert.
For as long as my own recorded history goes all I seem to remember are the shocking events of sexual exposure, thrust on my girlish face, men wanking off in front of me, me flashing my bum to drunk men and getting all hot and bothered when I wanted to have my first penetrative sex, which did happen and the lusting for more once I got that taste.
The learning curve from that point onward's was not to show you wanted it as much as the men who wanted to give it to you, but choosing your time and then letting go.
I truly would appreciate honesty from men who have flashed a girl as to how they felt, more so when the girl responded as I did many times to being flashed in a positive manner, by going up to them and giving a hand job and taking a facial or letting them pull my knickers down and fucking me, all consensual of course.
The villa was a shared building with a communal roof top separated with a meta railing, over which morning salutations were hailed as we ate breakfast.
Everyone was in the holiday spirit and too busy to see the old man in his terry toweling robe was naked under it with an erection, something he showed to me on my first day there.
I never told my parents what I had seen, that would have been immature of me, especially as the villa bordered a beach that was full of naked people.
In truth, I was flattered, he saw me as someone more different than I was the daughter of the family, I knew what erections were for and why men got them, he found me sexually attractive and that gave me a warm glow between my thighs, I knew I had to respond before he saw another girl who would give him what he wanted, so I decided I would let him.
Over the next few days we played this little game of showing ourselves at every opportunity and that fact my breasts were practically non existent or that my pussy had no hair, I was appreciative of his attention and the deep erotic feelings that made my masturbation worth while, I knew it was just a matter of time until we connected.
I stayed behind on the rooftop when my parents went downstairs to get ready for the beach. I could here then bungling about downstairs as he sat and started to stroke his cock, it had to be now and I walked towards the railing feeling very wet and my knees buckled knowing I wanted to touch it.
There was a clatter from somewhere deep in the bowels of the house that gave me confidence to open my own coat to reveal my naked body to him and after doing that he was on me and inside me fucking me and coming.
It was all over before I even started to register what we were doing and he was gone, leaving me standing naked with semen running from my pussy, wham bang thank you maam, my virginity was lost in a moment.
I went downstairs to the toilet and showered and masturbated, determined to get the feeling back when he filled me, there was no pain just a dull niceness for which I was unprepared, I think I was actually disappointed, perhaps it was meant to be like that, as for the rest of my holiday was spent looking for another man to fuck me, only slower so I could get a good feeling for doing it.
Later that same year I was travelling into classes in uniform standing at the back of an already full bus when the man In the very last single seat on the left hand side looking forward, started to touch me up.
It was the week before my periods and in fact I was so close I had slipped up a tampon that morning just in case and now my leg was being touched and sending shivers up and down my spine and I could feel myself going into arousal as my pussy opened and started to wet and my nipples hardened as they brushed against the linen of my blouse, I never wore a brassiere back then.
His touch was light as he tried to make it appear accidental, but I was in a hurry to be groped so I pushed against his hand to tell him I was up for it and he did not disappoint as we indulged and I let him pull my panties down mid thigh and fished out my tampon, which he put in his pocket and start to finger fuck me.
People all around were oblivious to our playing as some slept and others just looked ahead lost in their own thoughts as I looked down at him and encouraged him to take his cock out and guide me onto it.
I sat on his lap and fucked with the bus jostling and had my orgasm perhaps two as they started coming very quickly, biting and drawing blood from my lip, as they were so explosive, more powerful than even I could imagine.
When I stood up my white panties were around my ankles and I stepped from them and he put them in his pocket with my tampon. I never did get them back and never saw him again, but went through that day naked under my skirt, fascinated by the fact I was but extremely happy I had found the reason for fucking so pleasurable, that is why, even today, I still do it with strangers on public transport.
I admire men who are sexually aggressive, they turn me on sexually, as if we have a secret pact about how a woman should be fucked, I am a woman who likes to watch a **** scene and get wet, urging the man to get in there and take her good and proper, always shooting his load up her to fertilize her with his semen and not her husbands.
I always knew my father needed to tell me more about sex, because being a typical man, he knew more about boy things then my mother did, such as what turns a guy on sexually.
He knew instinctively I was sexually active and as my father it was his duty to inform me, if not for my own protection, as I was getting off and what people might consider, dangerous sex.
My father was an attractive man even my girlfriends whacked off to him and wanted to fuck him, that got me going in a sexual way, especially the night we were alone and I asked him him if he would fuck any of my girlfriends and when he started naming those he would I could visualize him with them and I get very wet at the idea.
'I can make it happen daddy if you want them'. My voice was thick with desire as I suggested it would happen and as he pondered with his whiskey in hand I just had to know what effect it was having on him, so I slide alongside where he sat and placed my open hand over his bulge and squeezed it gently, whilst looking challengingly into his eyes.
He did not flinch feeling my hand touching him lovingly I was openly masturbating him on the outside of his shorts and he responded by getting harder as if I was another female exciting him.
I undid the chord around his shorts and fed my hand inside running my fingers through his thick bush of pubic hair until there was only the cock left to grasp.
I pulled it free and marveled as mother once did and all the other women had and pressed my hungry lips to the shaft, feeling the warmth and pulsating blood flowing through it, tonight it was to mine and I knew instinctively he wanted me to experience this sort of loving, so I would know how to satisfy other men later in my life.
'Lets get naked', he suggested.
I took off my top and folded it into a blindfold, 'I want to undress you', I replied as I covered his eyes with my modified top and tied it tightly around his head.
I got up and undressed rather hurriedly as I did not want to lose this feeling coursing through my naked body, my brash bold but beautiful body fully exposed excited me immensely.
I straddled his lap and eased his top off by raising his arms high as I lent against him he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled on it, sending shock like waves all over my body.
I responded by feeding my small supple tits into his mouth and pressing my pubic mound into his six pack, noting my wetness on his skin as he came into contact with my wet cunt.
I slid from him and undid his belt opened his flies and pulled down his pants and shorts simultaneously until his hard cock shot out and upright in front of my hooded eyes.
Nowhere in the flat or my mind did anyone shout stop, this is not right, perhaps in my heat I chose not to question, as my cunt screamed to be mounted, I paused and reached in with my mouth and took him inside deeply, chewing on his knob and tonguing his hole half expecting his semen to fill my girlish mouth.
I got up and made to continue pulling off his pants and socks until h was as naked as I, when I reached in with my face and pressed my nose to his lips, in which he licked it.
I pulled away with my girlish giggling and went back in with my chin and again, his tongue lashed out and licked my chin. All the time his cock throbbed and bobbed as occasionally pecked it with a kiss.
My elbow was next to be licked and slowly but suddenly my daddy was telling me he was going to lick whatever I placed on his lips.
'OK daddy', I whispered as I climbed atop of him and worked my way onto his face, feeling his warm breath on my open cunt. His tongue drew heavily between my Labia poking my hole as I sank down on it, and soon my small gyrations on his face became a pleasure of cunnilingus as I humped my daddy's tongue and ground down on him.
This was practical sex education, the way most daughters want it and why not, they are our daddy's, men who love s and protect us, our first heroes and sex symbols, men who know all the secrets that girls crave to unleash onto other men daring enough to get between our legs and hump us.
So yes society condemns us for doing this, but thankfully most of us keep quiet about our daddy's and daddy's likewise.
What about you guys out there reading this, tell me about your daughters, in the comments section.
Have you ever felt the urge to touch yourself when you are bored, I know I did every-time I checked into a hotel room and took my clothes off with my electric toothbrush and special attachments that never raised any suspicion with customs, all so I could wank myself off to relieve my frustrations.
Whenever men were suggestive towards me I knew they were trying their luck, yes it's nice to be wanted sexually and don't let any woman k** you on that they don't, because human nature in the human female does want that sort of attention, everything else is just a facade of primness and an acceptable face of femininity.
That's why I am never surprised at the next big expose about a woman being caught with her knickers down, or the fact she went out without a pair or caught in bed in a same sex orgy, we all love a good fuck, it's just a perception that the men need to be the hunters and we women the prey, that's just bullshit, I know I walk around teasing men with a wet pussy biting my thigh for a fuck, I don't express my deep and inner needs for fear of frightening a mans erection into a state of flaccid utopia.
Fuck a horny woman and just watch as she takes over, that can be a very frightening experience for a man, unless he is aggressive and a pervert.
For as long as my own recorded history goes all I seem to remember are the shocking events of sexual exposure, thrust on my girlish face, men wanking off in front of me, me flashing my bum to drunk men and getting all hot and bothered when I wanted to have my first penetrative sex, which did happen and the lusting for more once I got that taste.
The learning curve from that point onward's was not to show you wanted it as much as the men who wanted to give it to you, but choosing your time and then letting go.
I truly would appreciate honesty from men who have flashed a girl as to how they felt, more so when the girl responded as I did many times to being flashed in a positive manner, by going up to them and giving a hand job and taking a facial or letting them pull my knickers down and fucking me, all consensual of course.
The villa was a shared building with a communal roof top separated with a meta railing, over which morning salutations were hailed as we ate breakfast.
Everyone was in the holiday spirit and too busy to see the old man in his terry toweling robe was naked under it with an erection, something he showed to me on my first day there.
I never told my parents what I had seen, that would have been immature of me, especially as the villa bordered a beach that was full of naked people.
In truth, I was flattered, he saw me as someone more different than I was the daughter of the family, I knew what erections were for and why men got them, he found me sexually attractive and that gave me a warm glow between my thighs, I knew I had to respond before he saw another girl who would give him what he wanted, so I decided I would let him.
Over the next few days we played this little game of showing ourselves at every opportunity and that fact my breasts were practically non existent or that my pussy had no hair, I was appreciative of his attention and the deep erotic feelings that made my masturbation worth while, I knew it was just a matter of time until we connected.
I stayed behind on the rooftop when my parents went downstairs to get ready for the beach. I could here then bungling about downstairs as he sat and started to stroke his cock, it had to be now and I walked towards the railing feeling very wet and my knees buckled knowing I wanted to touch it.
There was a clatter from somewhere deep in the bowels of the house that gave me confidence to open my own coat to reveal my naked body to him and after doing that he was on me and inside me fucking me and coming.
It was all over before I even started to register what we were doing and he was gone, leaving me standing naked with semen running from my pussy, wham bang thank you maam, my virginity was lost in a moment.
I went downstairs to the toilet and showered and masturbated, determined to get the feeling back when he filled me, there was no pain just a dull niceness for which I was unprepared, I think I was actually disappointed, perhaps it was meant to be like that, as for the rest of my holiday was spent looking for another man to fuck me, only slower so I could get a good feeling for doing it.
Later that same year I was travelling into classes in uniform standing at the back of an already full bus when the man In the very last single seat on the left hand side looking forward, started to touch me up.
It was the week before my periods and in fact I was so close I had slipped up a tampon that morning just in case and now my leg was being touched and sending shivers up and down my spine and I could feel myself going into arousal as my pussy opened and started to wet and my nipples hardened as they brushed against the linen of my blouse, I never wore a brassiere back then.
His touch was light as he tried to make it appear accidental, but I was in a hurry to be groped so I pushed against his hand to tell him I was up for it and he did not disappoint as we indulged and I let him pull my panties down mid thigh and fished out my tampon, which he put in his pocket and start to finger fuck me.
People all around were oblivious to our playing as some slept and others just looked ahead lost in their own thoughts as I looked down at him and encouraged him to take his cock out and guide me onto it.
I sat on his lap and fucked with the bus jostling and had my orgasm perhaps two as they started coming very quickly, biting and drawing blood from my lip, as they were so explosive, more powerful than even I could imagine.
When I stood up my white panties were around my ankles and I stepped from them and he put them in his pocket with my tampon. I never did get them back and never saw him again, but went through that day naked under my skirt, fascinated by the fact I was but extremely happy I had found the reason for fucking so pleasurable, that is why, even today, I still do it with strangers on public transport.
I admire men who are sexually aggressive, they turn me on sexually, as if we have a secret pact about how a woman should be fucked, I am a woman who likes to watch a **** scene and get wet, urging the man to get in there and take her good and proper, always shooting his load up her to fertilize her with his semen and not her husbands.
I always knew my father needed to tell me more about sex, because being a typical man, he knew more about boy things then my mother did, such as what turns a guy on sexually.
He knew instinctively I was sexually active and as my father it was his duty to inform me, if not for my own protection, as I was getting off and what people might consider, dangerous sex.
My father was an attractive man even my girlfriends whacked off to him and wanted to fuck him, that got me going in a sexual way, especially the night we were alone and I asked him him if he would fuck any of my girlfriends and when he started naming those he would I could visualize him with them and I get very wet at the idea.
'I can make it happen daddy if you want them'. My voice was thick with desire as I suggested it would happen and as he pondered with his whiskey in hand I just had to know what effect it was having on him, so I slide alongside where he sat and placed my open hand over his bulge and squeezed it gently, whilst looking challengingly into his eyes.
He did not flinch feeling my hand touching him lovingly I was openly masturbating him on the outside of his shorts and he responded by getting harder as if I was another female exciting him.
I undid the chord around his shorts and fed my hand inside running my fingers through his thick bush of pubic hair until there was only the cock left to grasp.
I pulled it free and marveled as mother once did and all the other women had and pressed my hungry lips to the shaft, feeling the warmth and pulsating blood flowing through it, tonight it was to mine and I knew instinctively he wanted me to experience this sort of loving, so I would know how to satisfy other men later in my life.
'Lets get naked', he suggested.
I took off my top and folded it into a blindfold, 'I want to undress you', I replied as I covered his eyes with my modified top and tied it tightly around his head.
I got up and undressed rather hurriedly as I did not want to lose this feeling coursing through my naked body, my brash bold but beautiful body fully exposed excited me immensely.
I straddled his lap and eased his top off by raising his arms high as I lent against him he took my nipple into his mouth and suckled on it, sending shock like waves all over my body.
I responded by feeding my small supple tits into his mouth and pressing my pubic mound into his six pack, noting my wetness on his skin as he came into contact with my wet cunt.
I slid from him and undid his belt opened his flies and pulled down his pants and shorts simultaneously until his hard cock shot out and upright in front of my hooded eyes.
Nowhere in the flat or my mind did anyone shout stop, this is not right, perhaps in my heat I chose not to question, as my cunt screamed to be mounted, I paused and reached in with my mouth and took him inside deeply, chewing on his knob and tonguing his hole half expecting his semen to fill my girlish mouth.
I got up and made to continue pulling off his pants and socks until h was as naked as I, when I reached in with my face and pressed my nose to his lips, in which he licked it.
I pulled away with my girlish giggling and went back in with my chin and again, his tongue lashed out and licked my chin. All the time his cock throbbed and bobbed as occasionally pecked it with a kiss.
My elbow was next to be licked and slowly but suddenly my daddy was telling me he was going to lick whatever I placed on his lips.
'OK daddy', I whispered as I climbed atop of him and worked my way onto his face, feeling his warm breath on my open cunt. His tongue drew heavily between my Labia poking my hole as I sank down on it, and soon my small gyrations on his face became a pleasure of cunnilingus as I humped my daddy's tongue and ground down on him.
This was practical sex education, the way most daughters want it and why not, they are our daddy's, men who love s and protect us, our first heroes and sex symbols, men who know all the secrets that girls crave to unleash onto other men daring enough to get between our legs and hump us.
So yes society condemns us for doing this, but thankfully most of us keep quiet about our daddy's and daddy's likewise.
What about you guys out there reading this, tell me about your daughters, in the comments section.
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