A Girl Growing up in a sexual way

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A Girl Growing up in a sexual wayAs you read, I will give examples of sex for a girl through those informative years, stuff that really happened to me, and how it affected me and my friends, that way we will see that it’s not isolated or individual experiences, my friends were also experiencing similar things, so read on and look into a females introduction and eventual integration in pleasing men, both forced and willing.As usual like most, please comment at the end of the story, especially if you get something from it, dont be ashamed, to feel something as you read, it’s perfectly normal to get an erection with a taboo subject, that’s why we write, lets share our thoughts together, as I will read your comments, and leave your email address if you would like a personal reply or chat.How it all began for meWhat do you consider as normal in today’s world?It’s a question I have pondered for years, I mean laws are passed and changed as each generation comes and goes, some laws, still on the book of statutes seem absurd, outdated and just plain silly.The same applies to sensitive topics such as sex, and speaking out loud in my mind as a woman in my mid twenties, I can remember sex as a young girl, then as a schoolgirl, a teenager, and now, and in each finite period it was different for me, a time when dirty words were spoken in hushed tones, followed by fits of giggles at the bottom of the garden, then came the flashing your naughty bits, which by comparison, were even more thrilling, then there was the sitting on relatives laps and feeling them grow against your bum and so on, being stroked, touched, groped and finally penetrated, all small steps, each one a forerunner to the next, all the time introducing and enlightening, teasing and encouraging, a slow awakening, a harmonious blending of awareness and hormonal disturbance, we were being conditioned as our bodies responded, we were beginning to feel what was being imparted onto us.Every woman and girl has gone through these stages in her early life, her anatomy and physique changes, brings her new thrills, feelings and excitements, and of course attention, from the adults around her, trusted men with more experienced and intelligent in these feelings, their subtle moves designed, more for their own lusting, but enticing and stimulating our own, perhaps that’s why I never spoke about it, just went along with it.Deep down we all new by instinct what was being done was wrong, but in that feeling alone, there lies a sort of excitement, like this morning on the commuter into town, I knew the guy opposite me was trying his damnedest to look up my skirt, so I opened my legs and let him look, all the way up to my crotch.So what was my earliest titillation?Seeing my first cock in a state of erectionI was about nine, two years older than my younger brother and my first cousin, when we played in the vast fields of corn that grew around us.There was a small forest section on the edges of the corn fields and that’s where we played and swam in the small pond that formed from the stream that ran through it.We were all lazing around when my cousin Gilbert, decided to go swimming without his shorts. To this day I cant remember if we were fooling around to instigate it, but for some unknown reason, I got excited at the thought of türbanlı eskort all of us being naked, so I egged him on, by teasing him, until he finally did it, and I was not disappointed, because he had an erection, not a small erection, but a man sized one.My mouth, quite literately fell open. I had never seen one like that, and it excited me, especially when he walked right up to me and stood inches from my face.None of us spoke as I inspected him. Of course being the eldest there, I just had to touch it, loving the feeling, rigid, smooth, hard, soft, all the superlatives heaped on this wondrous thing, his ‘wee, wee’, was a now cock, and I instantly fell in love with it, so as my brother watched me, I began to masturbate him, not because I knew how or that I even knew I was doing so, but because I was studying his reaction, to having his beautiful female cousin doing it for him.As I did so I extended this pleasure to my mouth, and began subconsciously to take his cock into one of my holes, warm and moist, aided and abetted with my tongue, I was giving him a blow-job without knowing it, all the time my own body was responding with a primordial urge of its own, I was getting horny, and I could feel it in my crotch, so I got up and got naked, and let my cousin and brother touch me unabated, whilst pleasuring them by sucking their cocks.As the Summer progressed we three met every day and performed the same ritual, until we finally settled for the best we knew, my brother lying down on his back, with my lying between his legs, licking and sucking everything he had down there, being guided by his moans, and my cousin lying on top of me with his cock in between my bum cheeks, my own vaginal secretions providing sufficient lubrication down there for him to glide in and out, by the end of our holidays we all knew the wondrous feeling of what cocks and pussy could give, as opposed to just peeing.PenetrationI hit my teens running, by twelve I had extended my ability to giving blow-jobs, to other k**s and one old man, whose house I had to clean as right of passage, my mother a Christianized woman of piety, farmed out her c***dren to others to help, though going down on them, probably was not what she had in mind.I had not long started menstruating, and sex education in school made me aware of what my pussy was all about, which made me all the more curious, as I now had the urge on many occasions to be penetrated, and had tried many times, with my brother, whom I slept with on the quiet and continued since that fateful Summer to blow off many times, but we never quite got that far into penetrative sex, though we did sort of wrestle with each other naked, enjoying the feel of our nude bodies.Old Mr Gardener seemed to spot my malaise from day one. I was always in a state of horniness when we were alone in the big house. He had always been drinking and said some things to me, initially complimentary, until he found out there was another side to me and my carnal knowledge about cocks and pleasure.His jokes and talk became more risque, it did not bother me, nor did his physique, he was adult and treated me as such, and that excited me, and then it dawned on me, I working myself up for penetrative sex with him, everything seemed perfect, türbanlı eskort bayan the big house, the isolation, we could do as we pleased, and all I wanted to do was take my clothes off and please him.Subconsciously, he let me arrive at that decision, all our naughty talk and jokes had to lead to this conclusion, so the day it happened, I was the main driver and only had myself to blame as I became the seducer.I stole a pair of mothers stockings and belt and my younger sisters knickers, because she had those new thongs that never showed lines, high cut on the waist and nothing on the bum cheeks.I wore a printed cotton dress, cut mid thigh and nothing else other than the pre-mentioned itemsBy the time I had walked the distance to the old mansion I had wet myself sufficiently with excitement, I swear if some man had met me, I would have begged him to do it with me, but I did not, so you can imagine my state of mind as I arrived at the front door.The full sun was behind me and as I stood framed in the doorway, a stood with my legs apart, letting the suns rays flow between my legs to show my curvaceous thighs pinch at the stockings tops, painted almost nude in black and white, he could see I was ripened and ready for plucking, even my voice gave away my state of ripeness, I stepped across the threshold of this old house, and as I did so, entered as a virgin, full in the knowledge I would exit a woman.He sat as I approached him and stopped by his side at the chair where he sat, surely he could smell or sense my need, even though I had bathed for this occasion, my sexual urgency flowed unabated and when he reached behind me and touched the back of my thigh, my knees gave way and settled on the arm of the chair where he sat, and I instinctively put my hand out to the raised seat back, as his hand felt up the whole of my thigh and my bum.’You’re wearing stockings’, he sounded pleased and commending?’Yes’, I replied, very throatily, ‘I thought you might like it’, I admitted, by now he was feeling my bum unabated, squeezing and fingering.’No panties, you naughty girl’, he was smiling, and for a brief moment I was angry with myself as he was in complete control, but I was loving the feeling of his free touching.’I’m wearing a thong’, I replied, I could feel my excitement rising and I felt I was close to having an orgasm, the feelings were so intense.’Shall I put the kettle on’. I had to break off this touching, it was intimate enough and he knew that he could do as he pleased, but I wanted to be part of it and regain some control, so I danced off to the kitchen, but he followed, and came up behind me at the kitchen sink.As he walked up to me I noticed for the first time he was wearing a house coat, which parted to reveal his nudity underneath, his heavy penis, thick and venous, in a semi-arch sticking out in front, swaying and bobbing as he approached me, held my in a trance, I stood shaking, transfixed, my eyes on the thing that was going to enter me and make us one person, I felt my legs give way once more and slam into the doors under the sink, this was it, this is where my hymen would go forever, and many many people standing here in time to come would never know of this day, a day when a girl surrendered her virginity to a eskort türbanlı man, a very momentous occasion for her in her passage to womanhood, but for now, a quiet surrender, and I closed my eyes as his arms encircled my body and held me tight, kissing the nape of my neck and running his tongue around my sensitive ear.My thin cotton print dress could not hide his lust for me as his penis hardened by the minute, pressing hard into the grove between my buttocks, a thin gossamer of fabric separating the naked lust of copulating flesh, his cock and my vagina, needed to connect, we both knew and wanted it so, so he lifted this veil clear of my bum and pressed his cock in hard against me, as his hand pushed upwards and lifted the fabric over my head, leaving me naked in my upper body, my bra-less breasts, teased and plucked until I fell prostrate over the sinks edge, and felt my sisters tiny thong pushed over my slim hips and drop to my slim ankles, where I stepped free from them, and braved myself.My knuckles were white where I gripped the sinks edges, I was still in heels, which gave me height, and I opened my legs as I felt him feel between them, ‘You are so ripe for this’, was all I heard, my head so far down into the sink, my blond hair soaked the water that lay in the bottom.He stroked and I opened and parted, his penis rubbed against the inner labia of my cunt, opening it like a budding flower in Spring, stopping abruptly against my entrance as if an obstruction, his cock bending with the sudden fleshy edge of my vagina, and like a coiled spring, the stored energy from the initial motion across the entrance, his cock recoiled, straightened and pushed inside, a sudden sharp pain, followed by a dullish sense of opening, parting as it went deeper and deeper all the way up behind my belly button, he was deep inside me, that much so many things told me, as I closed around him, ‘Wait’, I said, he stopped moving, ‘let me feel you inside me’, I added, as I could feel myself contract and relaxed against him.’I can feel you squeezing’, he said, I turned my head and looked into his craggy face, ‘I gave you my virginity’, I said, in a voice with a hint of resignation at saying goodbye to something treasured and sought after for such a short time inside my love canal, but then a smile broke across my face, ‘Fuck me’, I said as the smile became more sinister, and my buttocks pushed against him, ‘Fuck me’, I said again as I bent over the sink, now my urgency had taken on more meaning as this huge cock embedded inside my inner pussy began to move in and out, gathering momentum, like a piston of life, I kept an incredibly tight grip on it, as if refusing to let go as he seemed to want to exit my lips, my buttocks pushing back as he approached the exit.Of course this inbuilt motion is just plain fucking, copulation by natures will, but for me, a girl, I wanted to achieve what I wanted most, and slowly approached, it as if he was about to stop, so I went at it with an urgency and a sense of desperation to have my precious orgasm, and when I did, to this day, I remember it with all the love and compassion it deserved, regardless of how bad it may be frowned on, but my mother in one way was to blame, as was Mr Gardener, her father, so you see my dilemma.What do you think???I can continue through my teens with some stories into my twenties and up until now, where all the sex continues unabated, but that is up to you guys, after all I am just a woman telling you how it is for us girls and suggesting what you need to change to get into our panties.Kisses and all the best for 2014Mariel

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