The oldest clear vivid memory I have was when I was young and my grandpa and I was standing behind an old large console TV. We were playing "store" and I was the cashier and the TV was the counter where the pretend register was. My grandma came in and told me to get to bed. she seemed angry at the time and I thought it was because I was still awake.
I was in my nightgown and frantically trying to use my foot to push my panties that we're laying at my feet under the TV. I didn't want her to see them and I didn't want her to see what I was doing. As I left the room and went to my bedroom I remember trying not to walk funny because it felt like I was. My little butt was burning and hurting because just before she had came in the room my grandpa had had his finger shoved completely up my butthole.
I don't ever remember my parents being together or me living with them. I don't really know what had happened between them but I had ease dropped on conversations over the years. It was always said that my dad was very abusive mentally and physically and that my mother was a whore. What I did know was that I was sent to live with my grandparents. My mother's mom and dad.
They live outside of a small town on a farm. I grew up with a lot of animals around but dogswere always my favorite. I always felt like I had a special bond with them. My grandparents want the nicest people especially my grandpa. I didn't understand what was happening at the time but he was grooming me to be something special for him. All I remember was in those earlier years he was trying to put his fingers in me and it hurt.
It didn't happen often so I never thought too much of it or thought about it too much. I didn't understand it. I mostly had a decent life then. Yeah they weren't the best but I spent most of those days outside playing and being carefree. Being outside of town there was no other kids around so I was mostly alone. That was probably why I always had a dog as my friend.
When I had gotten a little older my uncle and some of my cousins came and stayed with us for a week or two. They were there to help Grandpa put up hay. every morning after breakfast they would go to work in the fields and not come home until supper. I had one girl cousin and she stayed at the house with me and grandma. She was quite a bit older than me so she didn't really want to play with me but I often followed her around trying to pester her into it.
One day it was late morning and I didn't see her around so I went looking for her. I didn't see her outside so I went to check in the barn. When I walked in I could hear something but I didn't understand it. I went to investigate and found her laying in the straw in a stall. The noise I had heard was her moaning. I didn't understand why she would be doing that. But what I didn't understand more was why she had her pants off laying next to her and her legs open with one of our dogs in between them.
I crept over to the side more and could see the dog was licking her pussy. I had no idea what she was doing or why. I stood there watching trying to understand what was happening. I was also trying to be as still and quiet as I could but somehow I guess the dog realized I was there and stopped what it was doing and looked like it was coming to investigate me. I ran as fast as I could out of the barn.
I was afraid she had seen or heard me so I went back in the house. I saw her several times that day and she never said anything so I thought he was in the clear. I thought I was until the next day. She caught me outside and started asking me questions. I lied to her but she could tell. Under pressure I told her that I had saw her but I didn't know what she was doing. The next thing I knew we were in the barn and she was telling me that it was a secret thing that some more grown up girls do because it feels good.
I wanted to be more grown up like her but I still didn't understand. One thing led to another and promises were made and the next thing I knew once again she had her pants off laying in the barn but this time it was me in between her legs. I didn't know how things had gotten to this point and I sure didn't know what I was supposed to be doing. She gave me instructions and I followed them as best as I could. I kind of knew this was something I wasn't supposed to be doing but since she made me promise not to ever tell.
She really seemed to like it and I wanted to be special to her. For her to like me so I continued even though I still didn't understand. After a while she had me stop and then she said it was my turn. She took my pants off and had me lay down. I was going to do anything she wanted me to at this point. She spread my legs apart and started licking my pussy. At first I was just frozen not knowing what to do but after a while I started to understand. Well I really didn't understand but it did start feeling good. It was hard to explain but I liked it. A lot.
That was my first positive sexual act. The first time I kind of understood what a sexual act was and it reinforced the idea in my head that these things were always to remain secret. It was the only time anything happened with her while she was here.
As time went on the things my grandpa was doing progressed. I still didn't like doing them but that was probably mostly because I didn't like him that much or that's at least what I convinced myself. He had still been putting fingers in me and I still didn't enjoy it. I had no idea at the time why he was doing it. It sure wasn't for my enjoyment. Nothing was for my enjoyment but I knew now that these things are secrets so I did them and never said a word.
After a while he introduced me to my first penis. It was such a strange thing at the time. It started with him just showing me and then having me touching it. Later he would masturbate and showed me how it would go from soft to being hard and how when it felt good enough white stuff would come out of it.
It didn't take long until he was having me doing it to him. That went on for a long time but it also wasn't too often. I didn't know at the time but my grandma was suspicious so he had to be very careful and that's why. By the next spring when I was warm enough that I was outside more often he started putting it in my mouth. Most times I would gag or choke and sometimes I almost puked but I didn't dare. It was a lot better when I was just using my hands.
He really enjoyed it and started being a lot nicer to me while I was doing things like that. He even started telling me that he loved me. I remember the first time he came in my mouth. It was really gross and I immediately spit it out. He didn't seem to mind as long as I kept it in my mouth until he got off. I tried to swallow it like he said but I just couldn't for some reason.
One day I thought back to that day with my cousin in the barn. I remembered that feeling pretty good when she was doing it to me but when I was doing it to her that it only felt good to her. I thought this must be something that only the one receiving was supposed to enjoy. I wondered if I would ever be on the receiving side. I actually started wanting that but I never dared to ask or bring it up.
I knew it would never happen unless it was something he wanted. He wasn't going to do something for me and besides how could I ever explain anything more about it. That was another secret I kept. I started thinking about it more often and then I thought about seeing her the first time with our dog. We had a couple dogs and one of them was mine. She was a english pointer. She was my best friend.
We didn't have the dog that she was with that day anymore but I wondered if my dog would do something like that. It was something I was going to have to build up courage to try. A lot of courage. I thought about it for weeks and one day we were out in the woods playing and I started thinking about it. I looked at her and imagined her doing that to me. I tried to recall how it felt when my cousin did it.
I thought about it so much and imagined it so much that that was the first time that I learned my little pussy could become wet. I started feeling something down there and upon inspection I found my panties were wet. I didn't understand it and I thought for some reason that I must have peed myself.
It confused and scared me honestly. I put the thoughts out of my head and ran home and changed. I thought it was best maybe I didn't have those thoughts anymore. I didn't think about it for probably a week but curiosity is a dangerous thing and I couldn't help it. I started thinking about it again. Sometimes it would make me wet but sometimes it wouldn't. I still didn't understand what was going on down there. But I don't understand what's going on a lot of times.
One afternoon I was having a bad day so me and Daisy went for a walk in the woods. I don't even remember what was wrong that day but at the time I was emotional and I took a break setting down to cry. Of course Daisy could tell something was wrong and tried to comfort me. She was giving me doggy kisses and getting all up on me. She knew me too well and before long I was feeling a lot better.
I guess because it was such an emotional time but it wasn't long before she was getting to know me too well in a whole new way and I was feeling a whole lot better. Once I had got my pants off and got her to get close to my pussy it was like she knew exactly what to do or what I wanted her to do. She licked and licked and licked me. It felt so amazing I didn't want it to ever stop. It's probably silly or stupid but I feel like that was the first time I was ever made love to.
I continued letting her lick me anytime when we could get away. I was loving how it made me feel and starting to understand myself more. I had that whole getting wet thing figured out and I soon discovered what an orgasm was. Oh those were so fun. I even tried a couple times to return the favor for her. It wasn't the easiest thing to do. She was a really long haired breed and her pussy wasn't very big put I managed to lick it good and even poke my tongue into her some.
It wasn't unpleasant and I was hoping to really make her happy but unfortunately she didn't seem to enjoy it nearly as much as I did. I only did it a couple of times but I would have continued if she would have liked it. Spending time with her and our secret were some of my favorite memories. We would sneak off 2, 3, 4 times a week and it lasted all the into the fall.
My grandpa still continued with doing what he pleased with me and I figured out why he was always putting his fingers in my holes. He had been checking them to see when one of them was going to be able for him to put his penis in. One day he told me he thought I was ready or at least my butt would be for him to fuck it. I knew what that was and it wasn't something I was ready for. He took me to the garden shed and put his penis in my mouth until he was nice and hard and his penis was really wet. Then he bent me over a trash can and he tried to put it in my butt.
My butthole was still too small and no matter how hard he tried it wouldn't go inside me. He got pretty mad about it but there was nothing I could do. He went back to being pretty angry with me all the time it seemed. I guess my grandmother noticed the difference too.
About a week or two later he took me into the garden shed again. He had me completely naked and he had his penis out and in my mouth when my grandma came storming through the door. Shit hit the fan and I grabbed all my clothes and ran away. I could tell nothing would ever be the same again by the way they were acting towards each other. neither one ever said a word to me about it.
4 days later one of my aunt showed up and I found out she was there to take me home with her. I was being sent to live with my aunt so my grandma could keep my grandpa and me away from each other. I was happy about that but I was devastated that I wasn't going to be allowed to take Daisy. I was losing my best friend and my lover. The best friend I could ever ask for and I would never see her again. I don't think I ever got over that. It left a hole in my heart.
Life with my aunt was a complete 180. It was just me and her but she was very loving, caring and really sweet. She also lived in town so that was a big change from the country life. I hadn't had any really good friends in school and now I was going to a whole different school. I was shy and probably had low self esteem but I didn't make friends easy. I really didn't even try to. I don't know having friends had never worked for me and it didn't bother me.
I have to assume my aunt knew about the things that had happened but she never brought them up and never talked about it. I don't know if it had to do with what had happened or if she was just that open and that kind of person or if it was something else but she did give me the birds and bees speech. She also explained about sex and told me about girls and boys and not only the differences but the differences in how they think and what they want.
It was awkward when things got to point that she started explaining masturbating and awkward and embarrassing when she started showing me how to. I had been in school for a while now but I still didn't really have many friends. Only a couple girls and I don't know if they were really friends or not. I did hear what I guess guys refer to as locker room talk. I never participated in it but I listened. I had never heard anyone say that their moms had talked about the masturbating let alone showing them how.
That was just another secret that I would keep. I really didn't mind because she wasn't doing anything that hurt me and I was grateful that someone was showing me things. I remember the first time she showed me and the first time I saw her naked. Her vagina looked a lot different than mine. I remember seeing my cousin's that time and although it wasn't such a vivid memory now I don't remember it looking much different than mine except for she had a lot of hair.
My aunt had a whole lot of hair. And the inside parts of hers was more of a brown color and not pink like mine. Hers looked more like mine when mine was spread open even when she wasn't even touching hers. I was well aware of the getting wet part but it seemed like hers got a lot wetter than mine ever did and when she got close to having an orgasm and while she was having one liquid would ooze out of her hole. Mine never did that.
I was a good student not only in school but at home with her. I paid close attention and listened well to everything she told me. I had learned all about my clit and how important it was to rub it to have an orgasm. She told me that was way more important and felt so much better than something going inside me. She always told me practice makes perfect and I could practice anytime I wanted. I practiced often but I never told her nearly how much I did.
Sometimes she would rub my clit and explain things to me. It always felt so much better when she did it so I assumed I needed a lot more practice. Sometimes I wondered if what she was doing was something she shouldn't have been doing or not. One thing though she never made me do anything to hers except for a few times when she was explaining something. I figured if what she was doing was bad she would have been having me do it to her not the other way around.
After a while we stopped really doing anything together but sometimes we would still talk and she would ask me questions about how things were going and asked me if I had any questions. I think I often did but I never asked any. I had put the stuff I had done with Daisy in my past and buried it like I tried to do with missing her just as my friend. I had brought up how much I missed her sometimes and had hinted to the idea of getting her back or another dog.
When I mentioned Daisy she always told me that my grandfather refused to let me have her she never went into detail but I just knew he was doing it to punish me. He was never going to do me any favors and I guessed he would always hurt me if he could find a way to. I really missed having a dog alot.
I think most girls first "job" or way they made their own money was babysitting. Mine was dog sitting. I wasn't really old enough or mature enough to babysit but I was to dog sit. My aunt for me a couple jobs doing that. Basically it was feeding and watering them and letting them out to use the bathroom a few times a day while their owners were gone.
I loved it but there wasn't much demand for it or at least not in our area. I expanded my services to dog walking and that was back before being a dog walker was even a thing.
I enjoyed that a lot too. I decided then that when I got to having a real job I wanted it to be something with dogs. A girl can dream.
I started feeling more like a normal girl these days. I was happy. Happy with my life and making plans for my future. For most of my life I'd never thought about my future. I had mostly lived to get through that day and then it would start over the next morning. Most of the girls at school were discovering boys and their biggest goals was getting asked out for a Friday night or getting felt up after school.
I had been felt up enough in my life I had goals that might take me somewhere. I was researching dog training and working with a few dogs when I got the chance. I also discovered the easiest way to make friends was to not try to it seemed. I'm not even sure how it happened but I had made a couple friends. One in particular I was getting really close to, Sarah. She always listened to me talk about my dreams and was always supportive.
She didn't spend all her time chasing boys or talking about boys. It took me while to figure out why. One Saturday we had plans for her to spend the night. It was the first time I'd ever had a friend want to have a sleepover. I was excited but nervous. My aunt could tell and she helped out making sure after dinner we had plenty of things to entertain ourselves with.
It was a fun night and when it got late we went to my room and got ready for bed. I went in the bathroom and changed into my pajamas but when I came back out she changed in front of me. At one point she was in nothing but her panties. She didn't try to hide her boobs or anything. She casually stood right there and put her shirt on. I started to feel like maybe that's how friends were. I wondered what she thought of me changing in the bathroom.
We got in bed and laid there talking and being silly. After a while she asked if I wanted to play a game she called "backs". I'd never heard of the game so she explained it. We were to take off our shirts and one of us would use their finger to write a word on the other one's back and then you tried to guess what the word was. It seemed kind of weird but I was a little interested to see if I could figure out what the words would be.
We took our shirts off and she had me lay down on the bed while she pretended to write a word on my back. Then she would lay down and I'd do the same. It seemed pretty innocent although we did both get plenty of glances and each other's boobs. The game was actually kind of fun even though we both usually never got the words right but we did giggle a lot and had a good time. It ended up getting late so we put our shirts on and went to bed.
The next morning my aunt woke us up telling me that we needed to get up. Sarah had church that morning so she was supposed to get ready at my house and my aunt was going to drop her off. She told us she was going to go get donuts then Starbucks and would be back. She was going to get us Starbucks too. That would be a treat.
It took us a little while before we finally got up and about. I gathered up my clothes for the day and told her I was going to take a shower that I wouldn't be long. I left her sitting on the bed and I went and hopped in the shower. I was just about done when I heard the door open and someone come in. I said something and she said sorry I needed to use the bathroom don't mind me. I heard her sit down on the toilet and pee so I didn't think too much about it.
Not until she opened the shower curtain anyway. She pulled the curtain open half way and I saw she was naked but before I could say anything she was in my shower with me. I was shocked to say the least. I guess it was obvious I was and she said I thought I would share your shower so we could save time. She reached over getting some soap and then started soaping up her body like this was nothing odd. I watched her hands as they ran across her body. I really didn't know what to do so I just stood there watching her.
Once she was ready to rinse off she slipped by me to get under the water and when she did she rubbed her body against mine. I still had no idea what I was supposed to do or what she was trying to do. The whole time she acted like this was the most normal thing in the world so I guess I wasn't sure if this was normal or what. It didn't
seem normal to me.
I tried to slip past her and get out and when I did she turned just enough that I felt the hair on her pussy slide across my butt. I think I was in panic mode at this point and as I stood in front of the sink trying to figure out my clothes she turned the water off and got out. She reached for the towel and then started drying my back then my legs and then my butt.
Then she moved to my arm. As she started drying it she turned me around. She quickly dried my stomach and my boobs then ran the towel up the front of my legs until she had it pushed up against my pussy and I could feel her hand through the towel. She's patted it against me then squeezed a little bit. She then handed me the towel and told me my time to dry her. I thought about running but thought maybe I was making a big deal out of nothing.
I took the towel and dried her off. Once I was done she put the towel behind me on the counter and started getting right up on me. I backed up until I could feel my butt against the counter and I had no where to go. She reached down and got one of my legs and started lifting it up. I think she was trying to get me to sit on the counter but I just stood there with one leg half in the air and my other foot still on the floor. I didn't have anywhere to go and I didn't know what to expect.
Before I could make any decisions she was knelt down in front of me with her hands on my pussy. A moment later she had her tongue against it. She used her fingers to open me up enough to get her tongue inside me. I stood there as time seemed to stop. Everything went blank and when I came to my senses again I was up on the counter with my legs open wide and an old familiar feeling of a tongue working my pussy. I didn't want this to happen but I wasn't going to stop it.
It felt good and it had been a long time ago but this felt like an old memory. I didn't have any clue what this was going to lead to or how it was going to end until the end suddenly came unexpected. I was sitting there with my friend's tongue tickling my pussy when my aunt opened the door and caught us. Everything happened so fast and things were hectic. I found myself in my room with my aunt telling me to get dressed and Sarah was still in my bathroom and putting her clothes on. My aunt said I want to see both of you downstairs in 5 minutes and walked out of the room.
I thought we were both dead. I couldn't disobey my aunt so I told her hurry up and we got dressed and went downstairs. Figured she was pretty mad but she kept her cool and gave us a speech. She said she was responsible for Sarah when she was at our house so this stuff couldn't be going on. Thankfully it didn't go as bad as it could have but I think we were both pretty ashamed of what we had done. She told us to sit down and eat our donuts because we needed to leave.
As we sat down and she left left the room my friend started asking questions that I really didn't have the answers to. When she got to something about her mom was going to ground her forever was when my aunt came walking back in. She told her she wouldn't say anything about what happened. We took her home and dropped her off and my aunt talked to her mom for a few minutes at the door and true to her word she didn't mention the incident.
Can't say the same about after we got back home though. She had lots to say. I explained what happened and how it just happened but it seemed she didn't believe me. I never lied to her and I don't think she had ever thought I had. Maybe she wasn't exactly thinking I was lying but maybe exaggerating details a little bit so it didn't look so bad for me. She asked questions about if I liked girls in that way and stuff. I told her I didn't but I'm not sure if she believed that either. She had questioning myself by the end of our conversation.
Luckily after we talked she didn't seem mad at me but maybe disappointed. I didn't like that feeling. I decided I'd best be on my best behavior from now on and I told her I wouldn't be friends with Sarah anymore. She told me that wasn't necessary and I could still be friends with her but to use my head and to make better decisions. She explained about reputations. Telling me that there was nothing wrong with being attracted to girls but once that got out that there would be backlash from other kids and it would have lasting complications so to think carefully about what I was doing.
That did make a lot of sense. My aunt always made sense. Sarah and I did remain friends and we talked about what had happened. I told her the things my aunt had explained to me. She asked if I was mad at her for what she caused and I told her no but we shouldn't do anything like that again. She was okay with that and happy that we were still friends. We didn't see each other outside of school as much as we once had. She was still worried about what my aunt thought so she didn't come over for a while.
We spent time at the library, the park and at her house. Over the next couple weeks it seemed like our friendship had healed and my relationship with my aunt was back on track too. Over that time though I still wondered about myself. About my sexuality. I guess I really didn't understand sexuality and I didn't really understand myself. A few times I talked to Sarah about it she wasn't much help because she was clear about hers, she liked girls.
One afternoon I went to her house after school. Her parents were home but while we were in her room she said she had a test for me. As soon as I said okay she kissed me on the mouth. It wasn't just a quick kiss it was a romantic kiss. I found myself kissing her back. We kissed a few times but afterwards I was just as confused. I really enjoyed it but I still didn't think I was truly attracted two girls. I was my first real kissing experience so that probably played into the confusion.
I figured there was no rush to get to the bottom of it anytime soon so I'd leave it alone and worry about it another day. I didn't expect another day to be as soon as it would be. I hadn't really made any plans for the weekend but thought if I didn't have any dogs to walk that I might hang out with Sarah. Saturday morning was pretty routine. I got up and ate breakfast with my aunt and we talked about my plans for the day.
A bit after that I went and took my shower getting ready for my day. When I got done there wasn't any towels so I went to my bedroom door and hollered for my aunt. When she came up I poked my head on the door and told her I didn't have a towel. She said she would grab me one. When she came back she had a basket half full of them. She came in and sat them on my bed. I was in the bathroom brushing my hair so she handed me one through the door. I dried off and wrapped it around myself and when I came out she was sitting on the bed folding the rest of them.
I stayed in my towel and we chatted as she folded so I came over and helped with the last few and putting them in the basket. She went and put them away in my bathroom and came back out. I was standing by my bed. I asked her if she had any plans for the day? She said I didn't until just now. Without saying another word she walked straight to me and unhooked my towel letting it fall to the floor.
As I stood naked in front of her a million things were going through my mind. I would have never thought what was about to happen was going to happen. She gently pushed me backwards until I sat on my bed. Then she laid me back and crawled on top of me. She started playing with my titties and using her tongue on my nipples. I had no idea what she was thinking or why this was happening.
I didn't seem to have a fight or flight reaction. My reaction always seemed to be freeze up and that's what I did. After a minute she had my legs opened and pushed upwards with her face buried in between them. This wasn't like what I've experienced before. She was really going to town on my pussy. Her tongue darted in and out of my hole and then it would be licking up and down it and then she would suck my little clit.
She seemed to be genuinely loving what she was doing to me and I can't say I wasn't enjoying it myself. She was doing so many different things down there that I couldn't keep up with them all. I just knew at this point it was a feeling fabulous. Not only was my pussy tickling my whole body was. She had her arms wrapped around my legs and before I knew it she was rocking my body so it was pulling me into her as she pushed her tongue into me. I closed my eyes and let what was going to happen happen.
She was way too good at what she was doing for me to help it but I felt the things going through my body that told me I was going to have an orgasm. Then it happened. After it was over and my legs quit shaking she pulled her mouth for me and asked me how that felt. I didn't want to say a word but finally what escaped my lips as I said It felt really good. She said it must have that was a really nice orgasm.
I wanted to ask her why she was doing this but I didn't dare. I still laid there seemingly unable to move. She got up off of me and standing there she undressed. I knew this would be my last chance to say anything or to get up but I still didn't feel like I could. I continued laying there as she got back on the bed and straddled herself over me so her pussy was right above my face. She's slowly lowered herself so it was even closer. I didn't know what to do as she pulled her pussy lips apart and had it right in my face.
The first thing I noticed was how wet it was. It glistened all over. Then I noticed the smell. Not like a bad smell but I don't know if it was a good smell either. I had never known there could be as much as an aroma as there was. As I lay there she told me to open my mouth and stick my tongue out. I was going to do what she said but I wasn't as eager as she was. I slowly open my mouth and before I got my tongue out I could feel something drip from her into my mouth. By the time I got my tongue out there was a second and third drip.
I was trying to see if it had a taste but before I could notice she had her pussy planted on my mouth and my tongue was inside it. There was definitely a taste now. She started moving her hips so her pussy was gliding around on my mouth. As my tongue moved around inside her I began using it to explore her insides. I had never imagined this is what a pussy against my tongue would feel like. I kept exploring. Running it up and down her slit to shoving it as deep as I could in her hole. Pushing it in and then swirling it around. Then pulling it out going up and down again.
I heard her say suck my clit. She had her pussy pressed up against me so tight that I couldn't see where her clit was so I had to find it with my tongue. I ran it up her folds until I finally found it. I pressed my lips around it and gently sucked it. She must have liked that because she started to move a lot. Then while I was sucking it I tried to flick it with my tongue at the same time. I heard her tell me how good that felt and to not stop. I guess I got a little excited with her approval because I started trying harder and harder.
I didn't figure I was really doing anything right or a very good job but maybe I was wrong because I realized she was having an orgasm. I still had my mouth wrapped around her clit and I could feel her wetness all over my chin. I move my mouth putting my tongue back up her hole and now I could really taste her. She tasted like nothing I knew. Kind of a little bit of a tangy taste. Finally her body quit trembling and she got off of me laying down beside me.
I wondered what she was thinking. She had to have known what had just happened was wrong for her to do. I wondered why she did that especially knowing my past. At least she wasn't hurting me but she still had to know it was wrong. I wondered what she would say about it. I wondered if she would try to blame me. I don't know if it was because I was older now or just didn't want, I don't know what I was thinking.
I surely didn't know what I was thinking next but I rolled over and up on my hands and knees. I tried to make it look like I was getting ready to crawl to the edge of the bed but I made sure I had my legs apart a little bit and my pussy pointing right at her face. As I moved one knee forward I made sure that my butt swayed a little bit.
It probably looked like I was teasing her but I think in my mind I was baiting her and it worked. Before I even move my other leg forward she was holding my hips and pushing her tongue into my pussy. She ate my pussy again and this time even licked my butthole. I squirmed and wiggled on her tongue and pushed back against her face. She licked and sucked at me for a while then she stopped and reached around me.
She raised me up so I was on my knees and reached between my legs using one hand to open me up then pushed a finger on her other hand up inside me. She worked her finger around inside me until it found a spot that made me take a deep breath. She kept her finger there and tickled that spot while moving her other hand up to fondle my breast.
This was the first time in a long time I had a finger inside me but this time it not only wasn't hurting it was feeling good. I couldn't help but to start moaning a little bit. As soon as I did she moved her hand from my tits back down to my pussy. Before long she had one hand fingering me and the other one rubbing my clit. And at the same time she had her body right up against my butt and was pulling me into her and then letting me bounce off just to pull me back against her again.
I could feel the hair on her pussy tickling my butt. She was driving me crazy and I couldn't stop moaning or at least I couldn't until I squealed as I started having another orgasm. When I got through that one she took her hands away from me and I just laid face down on the bed. She quickly got up and off my bed gathered her clothes and left my room. I laid there for a few minutes wondering why she did that.
I went to my door and listened but I didn't hear anything. I made my way downstairs trying to be as quiet as I could but not so obvious that I was sneaking. I didn't see her in the living room or the kitchen or the dining room so I creeped down the hall towards her bedroom. I could hear her so I peeked around the doorway and saw her laying on her bed shoving her fingers in and out of her pussy really fast. I watched for a second but didn't want to get caught so I made my way back to my room and got dressed.
I sat on my bed and waited for her to return but sat there for probably 30 minutes and there was still no sign of her. I went back downstairs and didn't see her so I walked back to her room. This time it sounded like she was crying. I peeked around again she was sitting on her bed crying. I wanted to say something so I started to walk in. Then I realized I had no idea what to say so I turned to leave and she looked up and saw me. I pretended like I didn't see that she saw me and I walked away and back to my room. I sat on my bed trying to make sense of everything.
Hours went by and nothing. I hated being alone with my thoughts. Running scenarios through my head. Wondering about what is.
Jumping to conclusions. I didn't want that so I went downstairs to find her. She was making lunch so I sat down at the island but she didn't say anything and did her best not to look my way. When she got done she brought my plate over and sat it down then started crying telling me she was so sorry. Then I started crying and she took off to her room.
I sat there for a second then decided to go to her. Wasn't like I was really hungry now anyways. She was laying on her bed crying so I crawled up behind her and laid against her and put my arm around her. She rolled over again telling me she was sorry. I snuggled up against her and held her tight. She held me back so I put my head against her chest and laid there.
We held each other and we cried together until I fell asleep in her arms. I think I slept for maybe a hour before waking up to her sitting beside me stoking my hair. We talked and she told me how wrong she was for doing that and to please forgive her. How she didn't mean to hurt me and a lot more until she got to telling me she didn't know how she was ever going to make it up to me.
I jumped on that telling her she could let me have a dog. She jumped on that and said yes you can have a dog but that's just for starters. I was tickled pink and things picked up from there. We talked about getting one and before long we were both in a lot better mood and were even laughing and joking.
I knew she was truly sorry and regretted what had happened. That was a first for me and getting her to agree to me getting a dog was icing on the cake. The funny thing was that I didn't regret what happened and ended up being on the winning side. I learned a few things that day. How to take advantage of someone that had taken advantage of me. How to use someone's actions against them for my gain. Now I just needed to figure out how to get her to use me again in the future.....
Part 1