Who and What

Like I said, the last Q/A was a bit of a cop-out, so here's a real one.

"Name your unique sexual experiences and with whom you had them." -A Conglomeration of Various Interested People.

That's not really a question, but since I wrote it I have only myself to blame. Okay, here goes a short list, for those readers who think I only have sex with family members. Names have been changed to protect various people.

First kiss:

I kissed my next-door neighbor when I was 7. At that point I already knew all about the birds and the bees, but he didn't. I offered to show him more, but he thought kissing was icky enough. His loss.

First masturbation:

My sisters and I started fooling around with that kind of thing as soon as we knew how, which was pretty young. Didn't do penetration, just clit-diddling.

First mutual masturbation:

My sisters and I figured out pretty quickly that it was more fun to do it together.

First handjob:

I don't believe in them, because I want to suck it or fuck it, not give it a rub. I think the first time I did it was with another neighbor boy around the time I hit puberty. He let me get my hands on it, but by that point I knew I didn't want him popping my cherry, so I kept his eager little fingers concentrating above my equator. He loved to play with my breasts while I jacked him off. He wasn't even old enough to have much spunk, so cleanup was easy.

First blowjob:

I gave a lot of head when I was younger, so it's hard to remember a first. I mean, it could easily have been Dad or Mike, but it could also have been some other guy. The earliest other guy I remember was my sister Sheri's boyfriend; he wouldn't fuck me even when I told him she wouldn't care.

Virginity:

To my dad. Next.

First true lesbian sex:

With my sisters about ten minutes after Daddy popped my cherry. They insisted, since they'd been doing each other while I watched for several years at that point, waiting for the day when I would finally be able to join in.

First sex with someone outside the family:

I was 13, he was 15, we were supposed to be doing homework. We'd been going out for a month or so, and he'd gotten pretty much all the way to home plate on a number of occasions only to pull back and get tagged out. I remember once his mother came into the room and my panties were on the doorknob. I don't think she noticed; we tried to play it cool. But finally we were alone in my house rather than his, and he finally got up the nerve and stuttered something about wanting to kiss me. I told him where. He was such a spaz, he came all over my dress trying to jam it back into me.

First anal sex:

My brother and I were fooling around, pretending to be wild animals, running around the rumpus room in the basement naked and having a wild time. He would grab the skin on the back of my neck with his teeth and roughly mount me from behind, just jam it up into my cunt and then pull out and growl. We were both covered in sweat and lube, and one time he must have jammed harder than he thought and aimed higher, and all of a sudden I had his cock in my ass. It wasn't all that hot at first, but then he realized what he'd done and laughed and made some stupid joke, and all the while my ass was getting used to it, and I was enjoying it more, and pretty soon he was humping away at my butt and we were both loving it. Maybe I'll tell a more complete story of this later.

First threesome:

With two other girls, my sisters, of course. With a girl and a guy, my sister Sheri and I double-teamed my brother sometime shortly after he lost his virginity. With two guys, I was in High School, they were the boyfriends of two of the girls in the club I wanted to join, and the threesome was the price of admission. Maybe I'll tell this story some other time too.

First orgy/gangbang:

Well, the family won't count, because my sisters and brother and I all went at it regularly from the word go. My sister Sheri and I tried to swap boyfriends once when I was 14, but they were too self-conscious, and in the end she had to take her boyfriend to another room. After having two guys, I really wanted more like it, so for my 16th birthday my sisters both found ten guys I didn't even know to come over and gangfuck me. Best party ever. Hell of a graduation from two to ten, I know, but when you're a certain age, it's hard to find groups.

First DP:

Well, my brother and my sister Mari doubled me a few times when I was younger, but I don't guess that really counts. The ten guys at my birthday party were basically a non-stop triple penetration, one in my mouth, two on the business ends. I have no idea where my sisters found these guys. Maybe hired them.

First sex in public:

I don't count having to fuck the two guys for an audience to join the club. The first time I had sex in public (actual penetration, not just a handjob or blowjob) was at a party when I was 18. He was big, black, and beautiful, I think a student at the local college. We were bumping and grinding to beat the band, and he started feeling me up, got his hands into my panties. I wish to stress that while he might have been totally wasted, I was stone-cold sober, just heavily into the music, the party, and really horny. We wound up fucking on the dance floor; no one noticed, or if they did, they didn't care. Then we went to the bathroom and fucked again. He was definitely a candidate for biggest cock I've ever had up me. I never even knew his name.

Any other firsts or events you want to hear about, you have to ask me. I can't think of anything else right now.

More of Me

The images on this page have been removed because of Blogger's change to their TOS. Sorry :(

I've been making these little almost-square croppings of some photos I have, like the one in my profile, and having a ball, so I thought I'd share a few. They're too small to be anything other than teases, but tease I shall because it's fun.

This was a cute picture.

This is a cute one, isn't it? Tease tease tease.

 This was me at the beach.

Blogger really needs to get with the program on uploading images. But this is me at the beach.

Well, wasn't that fun? I have some more, and maybe I'll share them with you eventually. I've made them deliberately vague, so don't complain; it's intentional. Also, I've kept a few of the racier ones to myself, although the more I explore on Blogger the more I'm beginning to realize that there's really no code of conduct, and that I could post hardcore sex if I wanted to. I might even be able to talk about some of the things I'm hesitating on right now. But I'm still hesitating on them.

Insert Your Own Superlative

Check it out, two features at once. I'm bored and tired and horny, which is a deadly combination, so since no one emails me and no one asks questions, I'm going to make up another, maybe two, because this first one is a cheap sell.

"What is the(insert your own adjectival superlative) thing you've ever done?" -Every Single Person I've Ever Chatted With Online.

Well Every Single Person, that's hard to say. Usually this comes up in the sexual venues: what's the naughtiest thing you've ever done is a popular one because of my online nickname. But I get wildest, sexiest, craziest, and other variations on the theme a lot too.

Sometimes it's easy to answer, actually, because you know what the person wants to hear. If I'm in a chat room devoted to incest, I talk about that. If I'm in a room devoted to groups, I wax rhapsodic on orgies. If I'm supposed to be talking about other, naughtier things which I won't go into for fear for prosecution, I talk about them.

But a lot of the time it's just general conversation, and I have no idea what to say. Because frankly, I don't keep score. It's like asking what the biggest cock I've ever had in my ass was; I couldn't tell you for sure. I could guess, but I don't whip out a measuring tape during sex. I'm not that kind of girl, and it's just not that important to me. Maybe I'll talk about that some other time.

Sometimes I think that some of the things I've done because of the poor influence of my sister were the wildest. I'm not going to talk about them here. Sometimes it strikes me that losing my virginity when and how I did was pretty naughty too, but comparisons are hard.

So if you want to ask me this question, I like specifics. What was the wildest thing I've ever done is too general, like asking my favorite movie. One, it's hard to come up with an answer, which is boring for you, plus you might get a different answer tomorrow based on my mood. Try asking about the most people I've been in an orgy with, and that answer I can give you. Or, if it's the appropriate venue, ask me about some of the wild stuff my sister and I have done. Or ask me about my family. Or something; specific is good.

I suppose I should come up with a pat answer, or even several pat answers depending on what I think will turn the person on and be appropriate. But I'm not a pat gal; I like spontaneity.

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Disturbed

No one reads this blog, I know, so I don't feel really guilty about not writing in it. I just get busy and don't. Maybe I'm bored with it. I don't know.

But it's confession time, because I can't talk about it to anyone else. My family aren't whom I need to talk to, and if I told anyone else, they would probably never speak to me again, plus I'd probably have to tell them a lot of background that I'm not comfortable telling most people... etc. etc.

Lately, I have found myself more and more turned on by the thought of underage sex. It's really sick, frankly, because it just is. I'm not really attracted to kids physically, there's more something which is arousing about the thought of corrupting their innocence, which is possibly even sicker.

I don't know if I completely believe that people shouldn't have sex before they're 18, but that's the law. But it's not even the age; if I could find someone who had no knowledge of sex, like maybe a really strict religious type, and seduce them, that would be arousing too. But it also has to do with age, because it wouldn't be the same if they weren't younger.

I don't know why I'm saying this, except I'm worried about myself. Since I started having sex at a very young age, I wonder if it messed up my brain somehow. Who am I kidding? I'm sure people think it did. After all, having sex with your family members is pretty messed up by society's standards, yet I do that all the time.

I like to remember my times when I was younger, with my dad, my brother and sisters, with other people. And I fantasize about watching two younger kids fuck, not because I find either of them attractive physically, but the forbidden aspect of it and the whole lost innocence thing. Maybe I wish I still was innocent.

Enough psychology. I'm just a little worried about it, given that it's really illegal and I think it's probably wrong too. Wrong for me to watch, I mean; if kids want to fuck on their own, more power to them. I don't think adults should make them unless they want to, but I also like to believe that I wanted to, when I did it the first time. Maybe if we weren't so traumatic about sex, it wouldn't be a big deal. Maybe it would. I don't know. And I'll probably never find out.