Chapter 1: Girls and Dildos

It was not quite a couple weeks after I’d returned to school from Christmas Break when it really hit me. This was always the difficult time for me - the first two weeks at school after leaving home. At times I would lay in my bed awake in the middle of the night so damn horny my pussy felt like it was going to burst! Sometimes I’d wake in the morning and forget where I was. In the fog of my morning mind, for just a moment I would feel the excitement build in me as I waited for my dad to come to my room and give me one of his special “wakeup calls” before leaving for work. Then my mind would clear and I’d remember that I wasn’t home and my legs would tighten together as I missed the wonderful feeling of being fucked by my father first thing in the morning.

The only way I can even begin to describe how I feel during times like this when I’m away from home is to say it must be similar to a smoker or drug addict having to go cold turkey. I mean, one day a girl’s having sex sometimes two or three times a day, then suddenly nothing but her own fingers. Even fooling around with my roomie wasn’t enough to offset the deep feeling of loss. Oh sure I enjoyed being with Jen but we rally didn’t do it very often and even then sex with a girl isn’t the same as being fucked by a guy. I guess that’s why I don’t consider myself a lesbian. While I physically enjoy having sex with girls, in the end it’s a man I want - or at least the cock hiding between his legs. It seemed lately like when I looked at every guy I passed all I could imagine was how badly I wanted him to pierce my pussy with his cock and leave his cum behind - if only I had the nerve to ask.

Before anyone writes me, let me just say that despite what some girls may try to say, dildos may be fun and they can even feel good but nothing can ever take the place of a real live dick! My mom had a huge collection of dildos which she offered to me after I first started masturbating but I never could see the appeal. Maybe it was because I started having sex when I was only fourteen so at an age when most girls relied on a dildo, I was getting the real thing. The only dildo of my own is a large double-ended one that I use when I’m with another girl. Even then, it’s the interaction with her that gets me off, not the dildo per se. Get it?