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Losing your Hymen, 3 naughty stories

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Losing your Hymen, 3 naughty stories1.) Frida’s awakening I was fifteen when my younger brother have me a clock as a present. I thought nothing off it and got on with being who I was in the confines of my room, growing up and experimenting on my devices and my computer.What I did not know, was that the clock my brother supposedly bought me, was in actual fact, a gift from our downstairs neighbour, with a secret wed cam linked to his computer, recording my every waking moment and the things girls do as they grow up. He had stuff on me for thousands of hours, like the proverbial fly on the wall, he watched me interact on my computer, heard my chat with other girlfriends, and watched my interaction with all things sexual as a mid teenage girl, complete with hairbrushes, sex toys and my bed posts, all recorded in HD, warts an all.Some mornings I went to school, commando, as venturesome girls do, leaving ones knickers at home can be, daring, exciting, empowering, and easier to finger yourself when the urge hits you.On these mornings my skirt was deliberately hiked higher, the minute my front door was closed, two or three turns of the waistband, moved the hem higher by inches, and then I walked down that first flight to see him drooling as he picked up his milk, making me suddenly conscious of my first test of daring-do, and as I passed with my courteous “Good Morning”, not realising he already knew I was butt assed naked and could not really see me, as I walked a few steps from him he said, “Mind you don’t catch a cold Frida”, I was too embarrassed to look back, my old neighbour had seen my pussy and ass, and as the day wore on, that knowledge excited me, perhaps I was an exhibitionist and I could not wait for my next challenge, walking past his front door, knowing he knew I was still that way.Of course I was being groomed and totally clueless as to how many wanking sessions I was treating him too with his spy cam alongside my bed recording my own masturbatory exertions, or my online teases and chats, he knew everything about me, and now I was being played with my own fantasies being re-enacted and turning me on sexually.Pure coincidence I could predict he would be there when I came back up those stairs, I just knew it, and as it happened, I had a sense of my own control, or so I thought, as I stopped beside him standing by his open door, “I never aught that cold”, I challenged him, and stood watching as he reached out under my shortened skirt and touch my naked pussy, all wet, and swollen with anticipated lust filling my hooded eyes.Five minutes later I was on my back, being fucked with his old cock up to the hilt in my pussy and my ankles locked over his back, all my own doing, I thought, played beautifully, hook, line, and sinker, by him.Having sex with my old neighbour, beat having sex with myself, being fucked and feeling his need to be inside my pussy, meant hundreds of sexual encounters, I was fucking him, and knocking his door when ever I felt the urge, even in the early hours when my parents slept, I would sneak down and let myself in, and climb into his bed and shag the fuck out of him.No one ever knew him and I were a sexual item from my fifteenth year. At school we only ever talked boys and fucking, as teenagers do, except when I talked, the girls knew I was fucking, well the ones who were sexually active, all the rest were just bullshiters, silly little girls desperate to experience their first cock fuck, but terrified.I was happy I was being educated in the sexual act and loved the warmth and sense of well being it fostered, and I started sleeping overnight, pretending to be elsewhere, until two and half years into my defloweration, I found gigabytes of my growing up on his computer network drives, that I could not erase.it was a traumatic awakening, of how easy it had been to play me on my own illicit imagery, I lost confidence and lost a lot of weight and sleep knowing he had so much of me on file.My silence was bought based on the promise he would eventually destroy the tapes and the clock, was smashed and dumped into the bin. I was now eighteen and leaving for University, and a new life and a fresh start, or so I thought, I was still an attractive young woman, with a healthy bakırköy escort sexual appetite for older men, and a strange turn-on for being used sexually, I loved being someones fuck toy, I loved the feeling of being used and giving pleasure to others, their pleasure thrilled me more than my own and as such I played it that way and started doing stuff normal girls don’t normally do, just as long as I knew the guy got off on my efforts.2.) Lauri’s awakeningMy parents found themselves travelling the world with my daddy’s job, and in my teens I found myself uprooted and settling down in Singapore, a tropical paradise weather wise and a world away from rainy Scotland and her dour weather.I can say with all honesty, warm weather and a good dose of constant sunshine, does well for my libido, growing into a expat brat, was a sexual enlightenment and education, at f******n, I never ever once thought about, back In my home country.You become aware because everything around you is alive and beautiful. The girls at the International school were leaner and more sexualised, than the attitudes of girls back at my old academy, who were more reserved and covered up due to the cold and lousy weather.Down here we had a communal swimming pool, where everyone wore a bikini, as in everyday attire, something I only ever did on two weeks summer holidays.There was a drawback of course, I was fat, more so in my own eyes, I hated my body. Mother said it was just temporary, puppy fat, was the term she used and yes I had breasts and wore a brassiere, but were they breasts or just fat? Either way being on the poolside was a nightmare initially, especially with the brat pack of our condominium, who waltzed around outdoing each other when ever some delicious young guy came on the pool. These guys were all nationalities, visiting and doing work around the area, and living in staff housing, the girls were looking for dates and jewellery, and parents turned a blind eye to their daughters experimenting with life, usually too busy enjoying this artificial lifestyle themselves to care or show concern their daughters were sleeping around for money and bling.Fat old me was never a concern issue for my parents, as I stuck to my studies and various diets. One night they were partying and I went down the pool at just after nine, when it was normally empty, for my swimming exercise to coincide with my latest fad diet.I had swum ten lengths and stopped by the side of the pool to catch my breath, at the shallow end and where the entrance gate was. The pool was placed in the middle of the complex and was surrounded by flats, six to a block, and as I sat there, I light went on in the ground floor flat and I saw a man enter the house and then go upstairs. All these flats had huge glass verandas sliding doors and you could see in, especially at night time.I followed him upstairs and another light went on in his room and as I watched I suddenly realised I was voyeuring him and wanting his to show me something.He moved around, and sure enough my god answered this little girls prayers, he undressed until he as completely naked and I could see his cock sticking out, before he pulled on a happy coat and went back down stairs.I was perfectly alone in the pool, out of sight from prying eyes, as I looked around to see if anyone else witnessed what I just did.I watched as he poured himself a drink and opened his veranda door and went outside and sat down on his rattan furniture, all of this I had to walk past as I went back home.I was excited at having seen my first naked man, and got out of the pool and dashed into the toilet to dry myself off and suddenly upon impulse, took off my one piece bathing costume and wrapped my towel around my body, tucking it in over my breasts.I wrung out my costume and started my journey back, feeling really strange and daring, being so knowingly naked with just a towel coming short of my mid-thigh, I really thrilled doing this, it was an awakening of my girlhood because I knew why I was doing it, this man I would be passing shortly, showed me his cock and I wanted it.As I walked towards where he sat, I could feel his eyes on me, as I was the only person on the red path that took beşiktaş escort a sharp right turn at his gate and even though it was dark, the single bulb illumination was enough to tell him I was a teenage girl, wrapped in a towel and carrying her bathing costume.”Hi”, was all he said as I closed close to his gate. I stopped and in my perfect English, retorted, “Hello”. He stood up and came towards me, that excited me because i knew he was naked under his short coat, so short, I even fancied I could see his cock hanging down.He came to the small iron gate as I waited, feeling my stomach knot in a sexual way, he was a rugged handsome man, in his forties I guessed, like my father was, only ore Richard Gere’ish and I knew my pussy was wet and not from the pool either.He stuck his hand out for me to take, which I did, having to put my costume in the other before doing so and we shook hands as I felt his eyes sweeping over me.”Late night dip”, he suggested, and I just nodded awkwardly before saying something stupid like, “It’s part of my exercise routine”.”Wow”, he charmingly exclaimed, “Fitness and beauty, a nice package before me”, and I felt my knees buckle at his charm offensive, all I could do was blush and be taken in.Then he said those dangerous words, when uttered, that little girls should run a mile if they value their virginity, “Would you like a coke or something”, he was asking me inside, and my body was screaming, “Yes go” and my fogged brain was doing the exact opposite. My body won, and I followed him inside.He took my costume and I sat down on a papasan and he closed the blinds, “Keeps prying eyes away”, it was as if he knew what he was about to do and I was just being a spectator to my own deflowerment, because as he turned and reached up, I saw for the first time, his cock was hard as hell and sticking out. I was frozen stiff myself, it was obvious my sitting here and him in such a state, I was going to me fucked, and even my age meant nothing, or did it?He handed me a can of coke and my first sip I could taste rum in it. “I can’t drink alcohol, I am f******n”, there I managed to get my age out there so he knew he was messing with potential jail bait.But as men like him know, little girls can sit there looking at a man’s erect cock sticking up and well, just continue sitting there, which was what I did.he just smiled warmly, and why not, he had me in his lair and was showing me something I clearly enjoyed looking at and as if reading my mind he said, “I saw you watching me early on as I undressed”. I felt the blood rise in my face, I was guilty as charged, but he said it such a way like it was a bit of fun, and then out of the blue he asked me if I would like to watch him masturbate and cum.He asked me and as the words reached my ears his hand was stroking his penis, like a hypnotists metronome, ticking his rhythmic stroking had me captivated, as he stood over me and wanked inches from my upturned face.”Open your towel”, he spoke in pained tones, as I pulled my towel away to reveal my naked f******n year old body which he sporadically reached down and tugged my nipples and breasts, opened my thighs and fingered my pussy, all the time pressing his cock to my mouth, until he cummed, grabbing my hair and pressing his cock between my lips until my mouth filled with his warm semen and I swallowed, not even registering the salinity or acrid taste, instead grabbing the coke and downing a good gulp to mask and taste.He dropped to his knees, pushed me back onto the papasan, and opened my legs and did things with his fingers and tongue all over my crotch until I was singing and dancing to the tune he was playing.He got something out of it, and I got something more than he did, or so I thought because the following morning I was wanting more of the same.Daddy wanted his newspaper so I went down to our little store, and guess what he was there, and he was all over me complimentary wise, and better still, two of my school girlfriends had been tailing him before I got there and now It appeared I had him eating out of my hand, they were jealous and envious of me, a first, and my esteem rose that morning, and I told him I would be swimming that night again, only beylikdüzü escort this time, I wanted everything, my eyes shamelessly falling down to his crotch.3.) Sandra’s AwakeningI was pretty young when it happened, and neither myself or my other half knew how we got there, but it did and we both dwelt on it for a long time afterwards.Christmas 2014 saw my room being used by our grandparents and I had to bunk with my k** brother, which was a strange and frightening experience, as I knew, as he did we were both masturbating by then, and neither of us had seen the other completely naked, but we both had a curiosity for looking, let alone lie against each other in a small bed.I was f******n and two full years older than my brother, but he had become a sports enthusiast and his balls had dropped, I mean his voice had broken and he was showing signs of hair growth, and sporting a boner when no one was looking, except myself of course, and I only looked because I was well on my way puberty wise, and never missed a trick to place my foot on his cock when we watched a movie, sharing the settee.So now all the c***dish palaver was now to be confronted by our loving parents, who never knew of our self sexualisation, still seeing us as responsible k**s, and even though I complained to mother about the sleeping arrangements, she saw no reason for concern, as she herself bedded with her brothers, coming from a big family with limited resources.I hung back the first night our grandparents arrived, there was a party atmosphere, it was December the 22nd, and it had started snowing that night, so spirits were high, and being f******n, I was given my first alcoholic drink in the form of home made eggnog, so I was a little oiled going to bed with my brother, and a little wet between my thighs, as I was ovulating, actually I admit to feeling horny, as girls do when at that time of the month, and sitting in the dark on the edge of my brother’s bed, with the room door closed, I felt the flush of excitement, undressing and wondering if my brother, was pretending to sleep and was watching me, and if so, was I giving him a boner, I wanted to be beautiful and sexually attractive, so I took my time and stood up and took my time pulling on my nighty.I was a tease, I knew that, so being naked in front of a male, regardless of relationship, was a massive turn on for me, especially aided with the eggnog, I slipped under the duvet and immediately felt the heat from his prostate body.If he was pretending to sleep and secretly watched my undressing, he knew the jackpot was inches from him, I was bare assed and fucking horny.I tossed and turned inching closer to him until our feet made contact, it was like an electric shock feeling a man alongside me, in my state, I had to touch myself intimately, just “Jill” myself a little on the clitoris, and ease the relief, the problem was, the more I did it, the more my foot caressed my brothers, and he turned in his sleep to face me , now our whole bodies were close and my right hand was beside his penis, and my left fingers were relieving my urges.In the darkness, the loss of vision makes your other senses more alert, and my brother by this time was twitching and I was convinced his cock was touching the back of my right hand, which was between our bodies, so in one movement, I turned my body onto my side and deliberately “Spooned” him, burying my bare ass into his crotch, and feeling an erection against my bum, by then I was fingering my pussy and playing my erect nipples, like a finely tuned violin, i was praying he would take it out and at the very least, dry hump my bum, as my short nighty was up around my waist, and I was all open and gagging, as they say.Then it happened, I had an inner orgasm, and my body shook and soon a calming feeling swept through my body, as my endorphins sent me into a wonderful relaxing sleep, where I dreamt my brother and I were naked on a beach and having sex.I had a wet dream so powerful it woke me up, to feel my bothers cock slip from my fucked pussy and feel his cum running from my hot orifice, virgin I was no more and in such a way too, not one girls want to talk about, but having experienced it, I guess many of them lost it that way too.Hi Guys, Frida here, hope you enjoyed my thought and experiences, names have been changed, but the stories are well known in girls circles, they happened, so please, tell me, which girl, Myself, Lauri, or Sandra, gave you the boner?Any comments after this story, thanks in advance, love Frida

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