This is a story about how I was first introduced to sex. My early teen experiences formed the basis for my sexual preferences today. Mrs. Bookmen had been our next-door neighbor ever since I can remember. Her husband had left her years before for some young secretary or something, leaving her in pretty good financial shape and she never remarried. They never had children of their own and over the years she had always treated me as if I was her baby sister as she put it.
When people hear I have sex with my family they immediately seem to assume something is weird or kinky about me or even that my parents are abusive. Nothing could be farther from the truth so rather than just explain what happened this day I think you should know a few things about me so you'll better understand the circumstances. If you want to know more I have written numerous other stories explaining my past further and my views on incest and my relationships with my parents.
A married though lonely woman, feeling her life lacked love and affection, is tempted to buy a ticket in the Love Lottery. She hadn't heard of it before and entering was expensive, but when you are desperate you'll try anything...
OK, so I have issues just like everyone else. One of them has to do with who is in "control" when I have a relationship with someone, no matter how brief it may be. My Uncle Paul had fucked me a couple of months back and ever since then it was nagging me how he had been in control that day. Something needed to be done about that!
It was 2 weeks before Pete reached the 15th birthday in his short but memorable life. He finally got his wish to be placed in a safe care home away from his troubles at home, away from his brothers... Was it going to end well for Pete...
After three weeks of nothing but my finger, I was horny as hell. Sometimes it doesn't matter who he so much as what he has between his legs. It's amazing how easy it is to find someone willing to help a girl out!
It was time to leave for my last year of college. In the past my dad was always the one to fuck me last but this year he was joined by his brother. It proved to be a "different" experience but then sometimes two can be better than one! When I read this over I realized I really rambled on a lot about things. If you're looking for a straight slam-bam style story, you might want to skip this one. If you continue on, don't gripe at me later - you've been warned!