01-19-2006 I am repressed. Raquel has come to the store again and I have felt inferior. She has fat tits that make me ve

01-19-2006 I am repressed. Raquel has come to the store again and I have felt inferior. She has fat tits that make me very envious. I am not dyke but it makes me want to suck them and rub my face on their nipples when he talks to me. He looks at me straight and smiles at me telling me how he fucked again with the boy I like. I have never told her about him, but Raquel knows. It present I think that's the only reason she lets him fuck her. To humiliate me. Forks The truth is that it humiliates me to hear the story of their fucking. I am ashamed, I am I blush and get very horny imagining them while she talks to me. Is then when I feel a tremendous desire to lick her big tits and hot, to ruffle my blonde hair by tangling it in those hard pins, of real female. Next to him I feel like an inexperienced and wanky girl. Well, The truth: it is what I am. I'm already twenty and no one has ever fucked me. Me I broke the virgo a long afternoon of handjobs, accidentally. Or maybe wanting, not anymore I know, that was a long time ago. At first I was scared and angry for being so idiot. Then I became all proud thinking that I was no longer a girl, with my pussy open forever. But the truth is that yes I am, a little girl asshole who jerks himself to death hiding in his room while Raquel fucks in a car with the guy I like the most. Or behind the cemetery wall, with the pears in the air, without condoms. Or in his sister's apartment, the two of them balls all weekend. Or in his grandfather's garden, when he debuted the ass. When Raquel smashed his ass with the handle of an old hammer. He told me that he came half crying with pleasure, "the very faggot." That's what he told me. Raquel must think that by calling him a faggot she insults me, and says that innocent face of false surprise every time he remembers it. Then he winks at me and he gives me a pinch on the cheek, making an O with his lips. It's true: It offends me that he calls that boy a faggot, because in my fantasy I imagined him very Macho breaking me into twenty with his cock. Maybe it's a lie and he only says it to fuck me What she ignores is that when she says that "what a faggot Mario is..." I feel like kneeling and licking her pussy and saying yes, that's "my boyfriend" a faggot and I'm a dyke bitch. I am a slut. Although I am still a virgin Much sluttier than her, fucked and fucked lots of times. and I want you he fucked me in the garden with the handle of the same hammer he used to faggot my sweetheart I think so, and I've fantasized about that scene a few times while he fingered me in bed. With red and boiling cheeks and ears I looked at her. My eyes were watering, partly from anger, partly from jealousy, partly from excitement and shame. Then he told me: "don't be a kid, it's normal to talk about these things between friends, right?" And he went into the back room, leaving me with the word in her mouth, shaking her perfect ass, looking for my sister. My sister Isabel is also a real female. I don't, I For everyone I am "the girl." She has had several boyfriends and I have none. She has I finished a degree and I work in the family store. She speaks in the living room with my parents about grown-up things and I jerk off in my room watching porn videos. She attends parties in the capital showing off cleavage and I go to the village pub with padding in the bra. Isabel cheated on her first boyfriend with a male Madrid that practically turned her into his whore. I know because she does too He writes a diary, which I read secretly. In it he has recorded everything that they did. She had to write it as she went: he came on her hand and he spread his milk on Isabel's face while she wrote "he's rubbing me the cum on his face and I suck his hand to clean it; I like to do it." And so all, almost 40 pages. I want to make photocopies of those pages and save them for masturbate and, memorizing them if necessary, learn to be a bitch. My Sister Isabel was the bitch of that pimp from Madrid. That makes me so horny... On Sunday I stayed home alone. In the morning I had shaved pussy during shower. A mulch fell, of course, to celebrate how soft it had been. "How well I shave pussies" I thought as I I put two fingers in. I wished I were in Raquel's sister's apartment, with the two of them, and my sister, and Mónica, Eva, Silvia, Susana, Anna, with all our friends, and there shave everyone's pussies. Eva's delicate little fig, where my brother hit the road 37 times last summer, according to her accounts; he powerful and hairy pussy of Silvia, given birth twice, and where, according to what she says, when he gets drunk - he can fit two fat cucumbers at the same time; the blonde pussy of Monica, similar to mine but fed up with cocks since she went to study at Salamanca and shares a flat with two black kids; Susana's chumino, with the that I have dreamed of so much since he showed it to me completely open for me to to say whether or not she was still a virgin after hooking up with a stranger; the Anna's virgin flower, who had never cum until her boss discovered her who needs to have a full ass to get it... All naked, all those females who fuck, while they talk about men, they laugh, drink and smoke, and I job. Me, the hairdresser of their pussies. I leave them completely shaved, I spread them with refreshing cream. And I suck them all, until they say I should stop and go to the kitchen or my house. After eating I went to the living room, naked, with the diary of Isabel and my father's hammer that has a rubber handle. Sitting on the arm of the sofa, lying down looking at the ceiling, I spread my legs until I was the groins hurt. I thought about Raquel's tits with their giant nipples, about Mario's flabby chick after cumming in them, when I wrote "I WANT FUCK" in a corner of the store's account book, in a porn scene where a blonde with glasses ate the fig of a black woman with the face of a whore... and I started reading. "I'm licking Nacho's balls while he watches TV and caresses my hair", "today I have asked him ten times to fuck me, always for favor", "when he skewers me with his hard turnip he looks me in the eyes and tells me that I am a vulgar whore; I thank him and move quickly to make him cum. inside". I'm dying of pleasure reading it, I never get tired. I want to be her, I want ask for cock please and say thank you after fucking. I want to worship one cock, be his sucky slave. As I read I push the handle of the hammer against the hole of my ass. I don't touch my pussy, it drips and drips and swells. I squeeze the handle, it doesn't fit, but it's really horny to feel how it pushes me. behind. My clitoris grows. It grows a lot on me. Until I started to see pornography I was ashamed to have it so big, I thought it was a malformation. I call him my chick. A little girl without tits and with a chick is like a faggot kid. In those moments I am Mario and I fuck Raquel and Raquel pushes the handle of the hammer from behind me. Phew. It wasn't the first time. In the living room I have become monumental straws But this time I peed myself with pleasure. The handle of the hammer, by force After pushing angrily, it got a few centimeters in. Oh god, I never had fucked before, not even with a finger. I was paralyzed for a moment, scared, hurting me I didn't want to move or take it out, I was afraid of cracking it with the maneuvers. AND The truth is that I wanted to. I wanted to bust my ass while screaming obscenities and I admitted out loud how much of a slut I am, me, the little blonde without tits with her stiff chick, a virgin at twenty and in love with a sissy and the female who he fucks him. Thinking about that the handle of the hammer came out of my hole. I started to cum. Like a horny teenager, my pussy started throbbing in long, dripping spasms. With the tip of two fingers I grabbed my clitoris-chick and I started to pound it. He walked around the room, turning around, shaking my dick, wiggling my ass and repeating over and over again: whore, whore, whore, whore... fuck me, fuck me, give me cock, give cock to this horny girl, Please, please, stick your stake in me, sink it up to my balls... I stopped in front of the mirror, spit on the reflection of my face and started licking my saliva while I urinated on the floor with pleasure. Aaaahhh... Licking my fingers soaked in slut flow and piss I sank my other hand between my legs and stuck my long finger into my ass, all the way. That's how I relaxed. She was already an asshole slut. Like Mario. The girl tells me at home. Heh. The girl wants cock so much that she can't even breathe, daddy. On my knees, I cleaned my piss with kitchen paper. When I ended up being horny again. It's just that I'm stupid. Behaving like a chacha It excites, I know it very well. It was my fourth handjob on Sunday and I wanted more. I had woke up at seven thirty. Just open your eyes and there was a hand inside the panties. I got up, took off my panties and t-shirt, closed the door with latch, I lay face up on the bed, sticking my legs out over the sides, very open, letting me loose, the way I like it. With two fingers of each hand I I opened my pussy wide, still hairy, and began to fuck slowly and hard, pounding hip dry as if it had a cock inside. Halfway through I got up again, in a hurry, to turn on the light and grab the panties. With them I scoured myself broths from the pussy and I put them in my mouth, biting them, before resuming the position. I fantasized that I was the whore in the store, that whoever wanted to took me to the back room and fucked me while my father served the other customers. I imagined the comments they made when they left after fucking me: "not bad the slut, but she lacks tits", "that babe doesn't know how to fuck, let's see if she you teach", "he ran on my hand and I was left halfway", "tomorrow I bring some friends who want to try it", "he got so excited sucking that I I had to give him a couple of blows, what a vice he has"... That's how I cum, without rubbing my pussy, just opening it, fucking and thinking these things. I know that I'm out like a bitch and the guy who catches me is going to have me eating in your hand whenever you want. Or Rachel. If Raquel wanted to, she would follow her on all fours. on the street, I would look for guys for her when she was in heat, I would pay her condoms, I would wait for them to fuck her before walking her home, I would wash her thongs (but first I would smell and suck them), I would shave her pussy, I would everything she asked of me. I hate her. I think about Raquel and my pussy throbs inside. Before it was not So. I was envious of her round and pert ass, her hard tits and always stiff, because of her angelic face, her short-sighted eyes and her mouth always fresh and salivated. I envied her but nothing more. He looked at her a lot, yes. will do a couple of years that he must have realized and began to treat me with a certain arrogance, as if she were a female and I was a little girl. In short, what made me on my site, as is. As the months passed he realized that I had never He flirted and looked for her every chance he could. That's when it started avoid me, to make me jealous, to go out with his friends who are the cock teases and to surround yourself with hard-on slugs. And I with them, slimmer than them and more spliced Raquel always says goodbye to me in the pub saying "I'm going fuck with this one, don't tell anyone" or "guess who's going to swell with cock and it's not you; "Keep the secret for me, baby" or "that kid is going to be filled with boob tonight, today I'm motherly; I'll tell you tomorrow"... And that's how it is, to the day Next she tells me in detail how she gets fucked and the things she does with her rolls. I have learned what I know by watching porn and listening to Raquel. I have fallen in love with her. I feel strange sometimes, because I never I had thought about girls sexually before and now I wet my panties just thinking about them the word "pussy eater." Raquel has the right to treat me like an inferior being, as if she were a male. If she had a cock she would have the right to fuck me, without asking permission, without asking me, whenever he felt like it. As if it were a male. Because deep down, I recognize that males are superior, no matter how bad it sounds. I will never say it in public, but I am convinced that it is so. At least I am inferior to them, and that is why I am a repressed little girl, because I don't have a male to be useful to. And I will continue to be so until a male choose and make me a real female. In public, as I said, I never express my conviction. But to Sometimes I need to explain myself. So I go into a chat and look for someone to talk. That's how I got to my second handjob of Sunday. It wasn't the first time either. For example, putting my fingers in Wet panties in the mouth was taught to me by a man I met in the chat. In That time I came four times. I was very new and had never messed around in a chat. The words of that mature man, educated but crude in his sentences, me made me feel for the first time like a female apprentice. And what if enjoyment. After ten minutes of talking he already had me naked and sprawled. He I didn't know anything, I was barely able to say "yes" and "no", but I felt like kneel before him and beg him to teach me, to teach me how to be female. Unfortunately he lived very far away. If we had been neighbors I swear that that night I would have cleaned his shoes with my tongue. And his wife's pussy if she told me would have allowed. Since then I have typed a lot, and by typing I have gone thinking about all these things, learning from the males that they are worth it and developing fantasies that I then use to masturbate alone. From the chats I have learned that not all the guys are males seriously, there are also many more useful kids to suck the cocks of the Really, to have females at your service. Just like me, I will be a pussy eater until she finds a male. So when I get it, I'll do what he does If you have it, I will obey you and be docile at all times. As it should be. What I was going for. After my morning straw it was still early, like nine. I thought that Raquel had been watching me the whole time, who laughed at me saying that I'm a wanker. Yes I am, very wanky. So I decided to give myself another good handjob. I turned on the computer and entered a chat. I usually use the nickname "lanena" to give some clue as to who I am. but for that They also open a lot of private messages to me telling me dirty things. Sometimes that's enough for me to warm myself up and I have jerked off more than one in a few minutes just reading, without write nothing, responding only in thought, sometimes saying in a low voice my answers because I like to hear myself saying obscenities. If someone greets with a "hello, little slut" I say to myself "what more would this little girl want than to be "You little slut." Sometimes I laugh at myself for these idiotic things, but other times I get angry. very hard, I spank my pussy with the palm of my hand, I twist my nipples, I I rub my ass with the peak of the chair, put the laptop on the floor and read four legs... many things. That Sunday she was very out. I entered a room titled "leggings without panties." When I came in everyone asked me if I was dressed like that. I chose who I thought was best and I put on some old tights, from when I went to the high school, which are too small for me. Of course they got into my crack. ass and they marked my bun to the fullest. I don't use cam, but that day they gave me many desire. I later regretted not doing it. My hips hurt because they were so tight, The waistband was far from my navel and my ankles were mid-ankle. legs. In a few minutes I had a wet spot around my pussy so Big as my desire for cock. The uncle was an old male, very dirty, widowed and, because of some things he said, a little bisexual. Apparently, his wife put her horns countless times and he ended up assuming his role as second man, until the point that left him with the desire to have sucked cock once. When I He asked me to explain to him what it feels like to have a hard, hot cock. Supported by my tongue, I didn't lie to him. I told him I didn't know, I wish I did. But then I did lie to him and told him that what I know is what it feels like to tongue stuck to a fat and wet pussy. The truth is that the only taste of pussy The one I tried is mine, and that made me really want to try it again. Since I couldn't fit my hand in the tights, I made a cut with the scissors on the height of my slit, and there I was soaking my fingers and putting them in my mouth while the old man and I continued chatting. When he wrote to me "I have the cock in the air" I replied "well it smells like a whore here." I think he ran because He didn't say anything and soon left the chat. I would have liked that after cumming will squeeze his flabby cock because of the cut of the tights until he fits it all in soft in my slit, feeling it tight inside, like a sleeping worm and saying dirty things in his ear until he gets hard again: "do you know that baby is a slutty slut?", "don't you know what I did this morning at the wake me up?", "If you do me the favor of fucking me, I'll introduce you to one more friend." whore than me", "do you know that the girl is also a cuckold?" Thinking about that last sentence I started to cum. Because I realized that's what I am: a very big cuckold. And, damn, I like it... The night before, Saturday, Raquel had said goodbye telling me that he was going for a walk with Mario. "Don't worry, honey, we're just going to talk." I knew that with Raquel it is never "just talk" and I looked at her with a pity pleading with his eyes that I respect him, because I like that boy a lot for a long time. He pouted at me and said, "Well, if it gets too hard, I make a handjob and tomorrow I'll tell you how his cock is, I'm sure you'll be interested know." And they left. Before leaving the pub Mario had already put his hand on Raquel's ass. It was actually very obvious that it was she who guided him. hand to his rotund buttocks and he obeyed fearfully. I felt like a shock electric inside and I thought: "fuck me, please." I don't know if he said it to Mario or Raquel. I went to the bathroom, cried, peed and masturbated angrily. Without having boyfriend or anything had just turned me into a cuckold. Overexcited and confused I wrote on the toilet door: "MY NAME M. AND I EAT R.'S ASS." When I left I was already alone. I had gone just to be close to Mario and Raquel. Her friends, the cock teases, were doing their thing with two forties who did nothing more than buy them drinks and help them when they could. Pepe, the waiter, looked at me knowingly. He notices everything. I think he winked at me one eye I can't help but, when I'm looking at him, remember what he told us Susanna. He says he has huge balls, "and I've seen quite a few, you know." duck. My hands are medium. To explain to me the size of Pepe's balls He always says: "Close your fists and put them together, baby"; and then: "that's how he has the balls the bastard." The truth is, I would love to suck them sometime, it seems like a good male. Already at the door I closed my fists, put them together and ran my tongue over them. In That moment I thought if Raquel wasn't already doing the same thing in the balls of Mario... I had a ball of paper soaked in my piss in my hand and She was still naked when her cell phone rang. Raquel called me. I got nervous: I have never been naked talking to anyone, not even on the phone. But it didn't give me time to get dressed: I answered while walking to my room, my birdhouse (as I a chat friend once said, how right he was). Raquel's voice sounds always wonderful: "Jo, aunt, I'm sorry." Okay, nothing happens. "In case it helps you consolation, he has a shitty cock and he cums very fast." I don't care, oh really. "Of course, in an hour he gives you three and is left wanting more, ha, Mario is very angry." When he talks to me like that I never know what to say to him, not even I know if three in an hour is a lot or a little: Well, are you going to the pub later? "Yes, yes, I want to read something that was written on the bathroom door." I turned red when I instant. Okay, goodbye. I looked at my chest: my nipples were very stiff. Was Of course I needed another straw. Naked I walked around the house. I do it sometimes. Walk naked in the same places where I live with my parents and siblings makes me feel perverted, slutty, filthy. I like to think that they catch me like that, that Suddenly everyone comes in and the girl is spread-eagled in front of the big mirror. from my parents' bedroom, spreading my fat pussy lips, opening it to show it well, the hole where I want to be fucked, touching my cock-clitoris to make it grow. "What are you doing, baby?" The baby is hot and wants to be macho, I can't hold back the desire to be full of cock That's what I would tell them. And: look at my pussy, isn't it pretty? Tell it to the clients, your friends, my cousins: "the girl is in heat, you are going to have "I have to fuck her before she destroys herself with straws." With the news of having a new ass and the news of the Mario's chick was more piggish than ever. I don't know that Raquel has thrown it away. how many times tonight it doesn't bother me. On the contrary, I want the guy who It's my first time, it comes already used by her. That I can compare my flat chest with yours perky tits, my ass crushed with her fleshy and hard buttocks, my straight hips with their guitar curves, my shopgirl hands with her governess clothes, always cared for, her little blue eyes sparkling with my brown ones with a dazed and fleeing look. And hearing him say: "now that Raquel has taught me how to fuck, I'm going to practice with you until she calls me again." In my tight pussy the cocks of her lovers will stay warm while They wait their turn to get back into their expert fig. I want Raquel to look for a boyfriend, match myself with whoever she sends, do what she says. Always. Well, almost always.