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Living My Life As A Slut - 1
by Shannon (bopp1011@yahoo.com)
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Young girl is determined to live life as a slut. (M+/f,
ff, ped, bi, rom)
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PART 1
My name is Andrea and I am twelve years old, almost
thirteen. I wanted to write my story to share with
others. Not because I think there is anything wrong
with how I behave, but because I think others might
learn something, that sex is not a bad thing. Adults
spend all of their time telling us how bad it is to
have sex and that we should never have sex until after
we are married. Almost every unmarried adult I know
fucks. What a bunch of hypocrites. Do they think we are
that stupid?
I live in a well-to-do neighborhood in an affluent
suburb of New York City. To best describe my parents,
both of them are workaholics. Ever since I was ten I
have been on my own at home after school until about 8
PM when my parents finally come home. Right after I
turned ten they had fired the nanny for stealing and
before they could find a replacement, I convinced them
I would be ok on my own since I was getting old enough
to be home myself.
I guess I'm kind of introverted since I don't have many
close friends and don't really go out much. My best
friend Polly, who I've known since as far back as I can
remember, lives a few house down from mine and we see
each other at school and mostly on the weekends when
our parents are out together at their frequent social
events.
When I was ten and a half I got my first period and
noticed my body was beginning to change. My tits began
spouting and wisps of light brown hair started growing
at the top of my little pussy slit. I also noticed my
hips beginning to curve a little making my jeans fit
snugger and show off my tight, round behind a little
more. I'm 5' 9" with long straight blond hair and deep
blue eyes.
Since we have a tanning bed in the spare room, I keep a
nice all-over tan year round. I mostly like to wear
tight fitting jeans and pants that show off my tight
little ass. I wear sexy little thongs to keep away the
ever hated "panty lines" which is actually something my
mom encouraged. I also like short skirts and short-
shorts that show off my long tanned legs. Semi-
transparent tight white pants and shorts with a cute
thong are nice too.
Every day after school I would do my homework and then
go on the Internet to chat. I had come across some sex
sites and took a liking to researching sex. I found
lots of interesting information including how to
masturbate properly. Every day I would finger myself
looking at pictures or videos of sex on the computer. I
marveled at the power young girls had over men, being
able to make them do almost anything. Soon I began to
fantasize about being a preteen slut that anyone could
use for sex, like the girls in the videos I watched on
the Internet.
I found an eight-inch vibrator in my mom's drawer one
day and started using it on my tight pussy. At first I
couldn't get it in, but after a while I was able to get
about six inches inside me. I loved masturbating and
making myself cum, sometimes twice or three times a
day.
At first I didn't tell Polly anything about what I was
doing. But I knew she had been getting more interested
in boys and sex things. One Saturday night when she was
over I told her everything. She just looked at me
intently as I told her I wanted to be a slut who had as
much sex as possible and made men feel good. That night
I showed her some porn videos I had on my computer. One
was a video of a girl about eleven who was willingly
fucked by two men. Later that night, as we changed into
t-shirts and panties for bed, I realized she was really
turned on by what she saw.
"Can you show me how to masturbate?" Polly asked me, as
she moved her hand down to her crotch and rubbed her
little eleven year-old pussy through her panties.
"Why? Are you turned on?" I asked, teasing her.
"Yeah, I feel funny down there and rubbing it feels
good, but I never had an orgasm." She told me
reluctantly.
As I laid Polly on my bed I lifted her t-shirt over her
head exposing her almost flat chest. Her little nipples
where hard, just barely sticking up from her puffy
areolas. I started rubbing her all over, especially her
young budding tits. As I moved my hand down to her flat
stomach, I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She
kissed me back very tentatively at first. I explained
that this is how most girls learned about kissing boys
and sex, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with
what we were doing.
Polly was always very trusting of me. After that
conversation I noticed she was a little more relaxed
and responded with a deep sigh when my tongue licked
her hard little nipples and I sucked them into my
mouth. At the same time my fingers found their way
under the elastic of her bikini panties, searching for
her immature love button. I found a little patch of
hair that directed me to the top of her now moist slit.
"Ohhhh, that feels soooooooo... good!" She exclaimed as
I continued my ministrations of her little preteen
body.
I reached down, and as she cautiously watched me, I
took her panties and pulled them down her legs and off
her tiny feet. I threw them on the floor as I knelt
between her now widely spread legs. I went straight
down on her and started licking my first preteen pussy.
I licked and sucked just like the way I would want it
done to me. My hand went between my own legs as my
panties were now completely soaked with my own sweet
juices.
Polly was thrashing about as I ate her tasty young
pussy. But then I stopped, I took her own hand and put
it between her legs. Polly wanted to learn how to
masturbate and I figured since she was so close to
cumming it wouldn't take her long to find the right
spot with her own hand. I explained how to do it and
how to gently stick her finger in her pussy hole. When
she got going, I took off my clothes and laid next to
her and fingered my own sloppy pussy fantasizing that
Polly was eating me and fucking me with her slender
fingers.
"Oh...Oh... I think it's happening... Oh god..."
Polly's body went stiff, her legs stretched out, and
her toes curled as she had her first little girl
orgasm. She was panting as her finger frantically
fucked her juicy cunt hole. I watched her hand get
coated with sweet cum as her orgasm peeked twice and
then started to subside. At the same time my own
powerful orgasm came over me as I stroked my erect clit
as I watched Polly's self-induced cum.
"That was awesome!" Polly finally said. "Is it always
that good?" She asked.
"It's not always the same, sometimes better, sometimes
worse." I told her. "Just as long as it feels good.
It's always better when you have someone else to help
out."
After that night we often "practiced" on each other
with my mother's vibrator. All the while we talked
about getting some boys, or men to fuck us. Polly was a
little reluctant at first, but we had been reading
about how men loved young girls our age and mostly
treated the girls really well as they appreciated
nubile young pussies to fuck.
Almost all men liked young girls and there were not as
many "homicidal perverts" out there as you would
believe. In fact I read that most older men who have
sex with young girls liked to make sure that the sex
was pleasurable for the girls too. Not like boys our
age, who are just interested in shooting their load and
telling all of their friends about the girls who they
fucked.
We loved going to the mall in short skirts and giving
boys and men a chance to look at our panties, if we
wore them. You should see the faces of the older men
when you flash them an eleven or twelve year-old,
almost bald, preteen pussy. I would open the top of my
shirt and wouldn't wear a bra so you could look right
down and see my small tits. Sometimes I put a little
lipstick on my areolas and nipples so they would be a
little darker against my skin and be easier to see if
someone was looking, which there always was.
One afternoon I noticed Mr. Peterson from next door
outside working around his house. He was about 36 years
old and was recently divorced. He was pretty good
looking and was always nice to me. I decided it was
time to make my move. I was horny all the time anymore
and I just had to get some real cock to suck and stick
in me. How was I going to become a real slut if I never
had the real thing to practice with.
I put on a pair of my tightest white short-shorts,
without any panties of course, and a tank top without a
bra. I looked in the mirror and I could see my nipples
poking out into my top making little bumps on the
smooth material and my shorts were pulled up into my
cunt splitting the puffy lips and making a wickedly
sexy camel-toe. If you looked close you could see my
little bit of pubic hair though the thin material that
was pushing into my pussy. A reminder that I should
probably shave it off soon.
As I turned around, my ass cheeks were clearly visible
below the hem of my shorts and you could clearly tell
that I had no panties on. In short, I looked very hot,
like the little twelve year-old slut that I was, or
wanted to be. I could feel my pussy getting damp
already. I hope it doesn't soak through my thin shorts,
not just yet anyway.
I went outside and walked around my yard a bit so Mr.
Peterson could see me. I bent over a lot, showing him
my tight, round ass. I noticed him staring whenever I
turned around to take a peek back at him. I finally
decided to go over and talk to him.
"Hi Mr. P. whatcha doing?" I asked in my best little
girl voice.
"Just some things around the house." He replied,
seeming a bit nervous.
We talked for a few minutes and he kept looking around
to see if anybody was watching us, I guess. Then he
asked me if I wanted something cold to drink, he said
had a pitcher of cold lemonade on his back patio.
We went to the back of his house and we sat down and
had a cold drink. I sat with my legs spread apart and
was not disappointed that he was staring at my crotch.
"Boy Andrea, you sure are growing up fast. Do you have
any boyfriends yet?" He asked.
"No, not really. Boys my age are jerks and mom and dad
won't let me date any boys that are older, that's for
sure." I said looking at him sexily as I could.
"You must break a lot of hearts, you're such a pretty
girl."
"I wish." I said. I noticed that Mr. P. had a large
lump in his shorts. His cock must be hard. Did I do
that? I asked myself. This slut thing really works,
just like I read about, I thought.
"I don't think I'm that pretty," I said, faking
sadness.
"Oh Andrea, you're a gorgeous young lady, don't ever
think you're not." He replied, very strongly in fact.
"You think so?" I asked, as I stood up and went and
stood next to him.
"Absolutely, you're definitely a hottie, I like your
little outfit."
I then knelt down and reached over grabbing his hard
cock through his denim shorts.
"Andrea!!" He looked at me completely shocked.
"It's ok Mr. P., I don't want your nice cock to be all
scrunched up in there, it looks awfully uncomfortable."
I explained, as I opened his shorts releasing his
eight-inch cock in front of my face. Pre-cum was
already dripping from the tip.
I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth without
any warning or giving Mr. P. any chance to refuse. I
sucked hard, taking as much of him in my mouth as
possible. Mr. P. was going crazy. He kept saying that I
shouldn't be doing that to him, but not really meaning
it. His cock was so hot and hard, but the tip was soft
and spongy. It was not exactly what I expected, but I
definitely loved it. Moreover, I loved the idea that I
was pleasuring a man old enough to be my father and he
was enjoying it. The very forbidden act of giving him a
blowjob was such a turn-on for me.
"Oh Andrea, that's so good baby... you do it so good, I
never felt so good."
I knew Mr. P. was getting close to cumming so I started
to stroke his cock with my hand as I sucked him.
"Oh baby, I'm going to cum!" He announced. "Stop or I'm
going to cum in your mouth!"
It was very polite of him to warn me, but I wanted to
taste his cum. I wanted his sperm in my mouth. Just
like any good slut would. So I just stroked him faster
and sucked him harder.
"Here it cums baby girl!" He yelled out, as he shot his
load of baby seed into my small mouth. I swallowed as
fast as I could, but some of the cum dribbled down my
chin. When he was done, I wiped my mouth and stood up.
He seemed very quite.
"That was great Mr. P., maybe next time you could
return the favor." I told him as I put my pussy right
in his face. My shorts were definitely wet and I'm sure
he could smell my sex.
"That was so fantastic, thank you. I'm not sure we
should keep doing this," he said, reluctantly and with
a tone of disappointment.
"It's ok, it will be our secret. I would love for you
to fuck my little pussy. Wouldn't you like that?" I
said, teasing him as I unzipped the front of my shorts
revealing my sparse pubic hair and the top of my
preteen slit. I took his head and brought it towards my
forbidden sex.
"Wouldn't you like to taste my young pussy?"
"Oh baby, I would love to eat your pussy, it smells so
sweet."
He hesitantly leaned forward pulling my shorts down so
he could put his tongue on my slit. He licked it,
finding my little girl clit. I noticed his big cock
getting hard again. Then he stood up and took my hand
leading me inside his house. That was probably a good
idea since the neighbors might get upset if they were
to see or hear him fucking a twelve year-old girl on
his back patio, not that I cared.
We went into his bedroom where he had a large bed. He
pulled my shorts and shirt off, revealing my small
tits. He sucked my nipples and licked me all over. The
stories I read were right, it was as if he were
worshiping my young body. He took his time making me
feel wonderful and tingly all over.
"Oh Andrea, you tan is so hot, no tan lines. I love
your little tits, they're so sexy and your pussy, oh
god... I'm going to cum again just thinking about
fucking it."
Mr. P.'s cock was rock hard again and leaking pre-cum
as he licked my preteen pussy and fucked me with his
tongue.
"Oh yes that's so fucking good!!" I said. "Please, fuck
my little pussy, stick that big cock in me!" I begged
him.
Mr. P. positioned himself in between my legs and placed
his bare cock at the entrance to my unprotected pussy.
My pussy was swollen and wet, ready to accept him. I
felt him slide his cock into me and all the way up to
my cervix. He was slow and gentle against my young
virgin body.
"Oh my god!! You are so goddamn tight!! It feels so
good!! I hope you're on the pill, I'm not going to be
able to stop fucking your sweet pussy before I cum."
I really had not worried about becoming pregnant up to
this point, but I was so horny right now, I felt so
good, there was nothing going to stop me from enjoying
my first real fuck.
Mr. P. picked up his pace as I fucked back to each
stroke. I was getting close to cumming. It felt like my
pussy was going to explode.
"Oh..Oh...Oh... I'm gonna cum! Don't stop... please
don't stop... Fuck my underage pussy!"
As I said that, he fucked me more frantically, he was
reaching his climax.
"Oh...yes, I'm cumming!!" I screamed, as my orgasm
engulfed me. I think I may have blacked out for a
second it was so intense.
"Me too!! I'm cumming, I'm cumming in your tight
pussy!!" Mr. P. announced. He shot his sperm into my
unprotected young pussy. Rope after rope of his potent
seed made its way through my now bruised cervix and
into my very young and very fertile womb.
We lay on his bed, exhausted for quite a while before I
got dressed and told him I had to get home before my
parents got back. He thanked me for a great afternoon
as I left. Although we didn't discuss it, I'm sure I
will be back to visit again soon.
Fortunately, I did not get pregnant from that fantastic
fuck with Mr. P.. I was able to get the morning after
pill and birth control pills from planned parenthood by
telling them I was fourteen and sexually active. I
figured it was a good idea to avoid fucking a man again
until I was safe.
Polly was both excited and jealous of my encounter with
Mr. P.. As I explained all of the details to her, Polly
fingered her wet pussy. I finished her off by eating
her and fingering her young cunt. It was the least a
real slut could do for her best friend.
"Don't worry Polly." I finally said, reassuring her.
"I'm more than sure Mr. P. would love to stick his cock
into your tight pussy too."
That night we shaved each other's pussies clean, making
them as bald as a baby's pussy. Just to make sure they
were perfectly clean, we ate each other to orgasm,
several times.
I now felt I was on my way to becoming the perfect
little slut I want to be. I would be glad to take a
willing Polly along with me. I know a few teachers at
school who I would love to try my slut skills on.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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