Girls Just want to be Girls

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Girls Just want to be GirlsLook, I never claimed to be an innocent, OK, I’m a woman and yes I have the looks and the body to make men do what they want with me.I obsess with that, I want to be used and discarded like a condom being pulled from a freshly fucked cock and into the gutter, my juices on the outside and his juices inside. I’m not a nymphomaniac, I can orgasm, but I liked to be fucked in a particular way, taken roughly as in that movie ‘Irreversible’ the ass fuck scene in the underpass, that was beautifully brutal and so satisfying, so easy to cum to watching it, especially for a woman wanting to be taken like that.So now you know a little bit about my sexual fantasies, how would you like to hear about what it is I do daily in my life as I wake up and go through my daily routines, what I think about and what I do when I am horny for men?I thought so, today you men are lucky, I feel like talking and fucking, so just read on, please, and thank you for taking the time to get to know me.Puberty is painful for girls but magical for men. We exist as girls to be feted over, given lollipops to lick and suck, so dirty men can watch our pink tongues and saliva attack the sugar coated delicacy, they imagine was their penises.I knew what a penis was as a girl, they were put into my hand and rubbed against my body, all by accident and innocence, so I was aware back then that some sort of pleasure was to be had from them.It was that awareness that encouraged me to life my skirt and pull out the elastic of my panties to let men ejaculate onto my pubis while I squeezed their balls, £10 a go could mean as much as £200 a week, like I said, I was no angel.Puberty meant changes like hair on my cunt but most notable, breasts, cup caked nipples were more my predominance, than actual breast fat, I was a nipple girl and never illegal bahis wore a brassiere, to school, my popularity with the male staff, taught me more than actual studies and selling the questions to exams to the students for money, made me more than the blow-job they got for free, for passing them on to me.I remember once going to the cinema with a boy and we got into it in the back row, I had always wanted to be fingered in a public place, so why not where every girl boasted she got it.Trouble was, yes I was horny, but the reason was I was in estrus, and when he fingered me my periods came along with my orgasm, not that the two made one iota of a difference to each other, it was the bloody mess he had on his hand that made me excited, that night I was a heavy bleeder and when we left the cinema I took him up a dark street and made him do it again. That night I sat in the bathroom and looked at my blood stained thighs, it was as if I was marked and my menstrual blood was vampirish in nature.As you can see my early life was sexual and even more so during my puberty years and by mid teems, a more hands on was now my main aim, like giving my brother my body or those belonging to my closest girlfriends, girls like me who would do the things I would and never say anything, my poor brother never quite knew what hit him, with all the pussy coming at him for attention.Of course when life is that easy, it becomes somewhat boring, and the idea of forcing sex from an unwilling girl struck me as an exciting prospect, what if she was to say no just as he pushed into her? I was keen to know, because I was so easy to have the answer escaped me, but not a girl named Eileen, the vicars daughter, yes I shit you not a genuine Church of Scotland’s minster’s daughter.I befriended her and offered a weekend stay at our illegal bahis siteleri parents home when they went away for a church meeting through in Arbroath one weekend. I gave her Rum and Coke, which she drank and within a couple she had loosened up sufficiently to talk about her relationship with her strict father, my god, it was like something out of the movie ‘Brimstone’, he followed her everywhere to make sure nobody was getting their way with her.My brother moved in on her and soon she was enjoying his attention on her tits, twisting and tugging her nipples she obviously enjoyed, as much as I did watching them and soon he was delving below her denims waistband, making a go for her pussy, as he kissed her and cast an occasional glance in my direction to see my pussy as I toyed with myself watching them.They were in a clinch when he slipped into her, and I noted her denims were proving the resistance to his free access, so I got up and went across and undid her button and zipper and pulled them off of her, then her panties, what a pleasure to see my brothers fingers buried in her hole and smell and noise her wet pussy made to his fingering was intoxicating.Her sudden realization I was part of the mix, made her start to resist, I saw it in her eyes before my besotted brother did, so I reached down and grabbed his cock and started to push it into her pussy. She looked as if she had seen a ghost, as colour drained from her face upon the realization she was being fucked by a cock, ‘I’m not on the pill’, she uttered, confused with the pleasure of being fucked and the thought of her daddy having to deal with the god awful realization his daughter was finally, ‘Up-the-Duff’, but that was not my concern as I urged my brother to fuck her harder and I held her ankles apart, to make sure I saw all the in canlı bahis siteleri and out action and the ‘final cumming’, in biblical terms, as he shot everything into her and fell flat atop of her.That night, for me had been successful, I had an answer to that age old question about girls who put up resistance to the final solution, they say ‘No’, but let it finish and secretly admit they orgasmed, but keep saying, ‘No’, to protect their perceived innocence.Girls take hours getting dressed to go out for a nights fun. Their choice of underwear, garter belt and stockings, they all know the effect they have on men, panties or not, going commando is a matter of fact today or a thong, a thong with one tug breaks, and it’s like having your panties ripped off before sex, a girl thing.Then there is the outer clothing, minimalist at best, even in freezing cold weather, you cam see a girls butt cheeks as she walks, or dances drunkenly in front of a bunch of guys, she knows what she’s doing.Make up, we all know what a wet pussy looks like, so now we know as a girls mouth has a darkened hue of red across the lips, and under a layer of lip gloss, whet she presents to men to kiss full on, she has another pair between her exposed thighs to be equally kissed, fingered and fucked, as a girl I know that its all a big game, this is why girls mare time to prepare themselves for the mating game, complaining afterwards is just her being pissed off it was not to her liking, and do you ever notice how it is the gentlemen who get it in the face and not the real bastards whom they know not to mess with, that can come back and take her at will?Eileen is a regular now, says she has forgiven my brother and I for using her like that, ‘I tell her to fuck off’ because I know the bitch enjoyed being fucked that night, chances are she always wanted to be taken like that and succeeded. We go out together like kindred spirits and get into threesomes for variety and all I can say is just wait until she wakes up after a hard night and finds my pussy grinding down onto her face and mouth.

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