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Cammie's Story: How It All Began free porn video
When I was XXX years old, one day while I was playing on the computer some pornographic photos popped up on the screen. When the photos appeared, I quickly closed them and turned off the computer thinking that I had done something wrong and that somebody was going to scold me... However I couldn't stop thinking about what I had seen. The next day I went back to play and the photos did not appear. So I decided to search. I never thought it was so easy!
Ever since that day, my main goal every afternoon after school was to wait for the time when I could be alone on the computer. I was hooked from the beginning. I became obsessed with photos and videos of male genitalia I remember I used to love masturbating watching men flashing their erections, masturbating and cumming. I began to spend more and more hours in front of the computer.
My parents, seeing that it had become my favorite toy, decided to buy me a new computer for my birthday when I turned xxxxxxxx. They were happy with me because I never bothered them to go out.
My friends considered me pretty and when I looked in the mirror, I liked what I saw… But I was a bit shy. In those days I’d rather stay home locked up in my room watching penis pictures and cumshot videos than going out; my mom was very strict regarding dating and going out with boys so I decided not to fight against my parents’ control anymore, and stay locked in my room masturbating. That made me the ideal daughter; it was the perfect cover-up.
My parents felt safe because I didn't ask for permission to go to the movies, pajama parties or even go out to eat with my friends. My parents used to say that my neighbor was completely lost because whenever they arrived they saw her with a group of friends at the building’s entrance. Instead, they took pride in their wise daughter, who spent her time studying in the room. They did not know that their daughter was touching herself while enjoying dirty content.
I used to laugh to myself feeling that masturbation was a way of secretly rebelling; a way of not doing what they thought I was doing. Every day, while my parents thought I was studying a lot, I used to delay doing my homework because every so often I stopped to masturbate. I would see photos and videos of men jerking off and ejaculating, as well as their delicious penis photos, I would fantasize about men touching me and making love to me in filthy group sex, I also began to fantasize about swallowing their sperm one after the other.
I turned on the computer... and began my first session of male genitalia and masturbation. Then I would check my homework... and masturbate again. When the homework was math, I would masturbate up to ten times before I started doing it. After starting, I would reward me after each exercise (guess how?).
I always finished my homework at ten at night, when it was time to go to bed. Then I would say goodbye to my beloved spurting cocks (guess how?) and go to bed. My parents never checked my homework, because they thought I was very smart and got good grades. If they had, they would have noticed that it took me six hours to write a page and do five math exercises.
My parents weren't afraid to go out and leave me alone. I was the daughter that any controlling parent wanted to have as I never made any trouble even refusing when someone called me on the phone, I always put on the mask of the good and responsible student, while secretly frying my brain with the filth I crave… I counted up to fifty orgasms in one day.
At school, even though I was surrounded by my classmates, I preferred to remain locked inside myself. I did not speak to anyone. When I was feeling bad, lonely or bored, I would fantasize about the images in my head and it would give me instant excitement and pleasure.
When my classmates started talking about orgasms, I had been experiencing many orgasms every day for years. When they started fantasizing about romantic sex with their boyfriends, I had been fantasizing about lust-filled sex with groups of unknown men for years.
Ever since my lust for cocks has never ceased, I love them so much. Years have passed now there’s more interaction with people in adult sites willing to share what I’m looking for.
Now I’m 26 but even now I try to spend as much time as possible looking, admiring and masturbating to all kind of dicks. This is the path I chose, a life of sin, lust and nymphomaniac masturbation, that's why I will be always looking for perverted friends like me.
Ever since that day, my main goal every afternoon after school was to wait for the time when I could be alone on the computer. I was hooked from the beginning. I became obsessed with photos and videos of male genitalia I remember I used to love masturbating watching men flashing their erections, masturbating and cumming. I began to spend more and more hours in front of the computer.
My parents, seeing that it had become my favorite toy, decided to buy me a new computer for my birthday when I turned xxxxxxxx. They were happy with me because I never bothered them to go out.
My friends considered me pretty and when I looked in the mirror, I liked what I saw… But I was a bit shy. In those days I’d rather stay home locked up in my room watching penis pictures and cumshot videos than going out; my mom was very strict regarding dating and going out with boys so I decided not to fight against my parents’ control anymore, and stay locked in my room masturbating. That made me the ideal daughter; it was the perfect cover-up.
My parents felt safe because I didn't ask for permission to go to the movies, pajama parties or even go out to eat with my friends. My parents used to say that my neighbor was completely lost because whenever they arrived they saw her with a group of friends at the building’s entrance. Instead, they took pride in their wise daughter, who spent her time studying in the room. They did not know that their daughter was touching herself while enjoying dirty content.
I used to laugh to myself feeling that masturbation was a way of secretly rebelling; a way of not doing what they thought I was doing. Every day, while my parents thought I was studying a lot, I used to delay doing my homework because every so often I stopped to masturbate. I would see photos and videos of men jerking off and ejaculating, as well as their delicious penis photos, I would fantasize about men touching me and making love to me in filthy group sex, I also began to fantasize about swallowing their sperm one after the other.
I turned on the computer... and began my first session of male genitalia and masturbation. Then I would check my homework... and masturbate again. When the homework was math, I would masturbate up to ten times before I started doing it. After starting, I would reward me after each exercise (guess how?).
I always finished my homework at ten at night, when it was time to go to bed. Then I would say goodbye to my beloved spurting cocks (guess how?) and go to bed. My parents never checked my homework, because they thought I was very smart and got good grades. If they had, they would have noticed that it took me six hours to write a page and do five math exercises.
My parents weren't afraid to go out and leave me alone. I was the daughter that any controlling parent wanted to have as I never made any trouble even refusing when someone called me on the phone, I always put on the mask of the good and responsible student, while secretly frying my brain with the filth I crave… I counted up to fifty orgasms in one day.
At school, even though I was surrounded by my classmates, I preferred to remain locked inside myself. I did not speak to anyone. When I was feeling bad, lonely or bored, I would fantasize about the images in my head and it would give me instant excitement and pleasure.
When my classmates started talking about orgasms, I had been experiencing many orgasms every day for years. When they started fantasizing about romantic sex with their boyfriends, I had been fantasizing about lust-filled sex with groups of unknown men for years.
Ever since my lust for cocks has never ceased, I love them so much. Years have passed now there’s more interaction with people in adult sites willing to share what I’m looking for.
Now I’m 26 but even now I try to spend as much time as possible looking, admiring and masturbating to all kind of dicks. This is the path I chose, a life of sin, lust and nymphomaniac masturbation, that's why I will be always looking for perverted friends like me.
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