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Too Many People With Too Much To Say?

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Do you think there are too many people who seem to think that they are, in some way, the 'moral guardians of society'? These are the people whose first comment is 'its disgusting' or are too quick to label people (usually men) perverts. Well, I am having none of that. My body is mine and mine alone to give to whomsoever I wish, whenever I wish and in whatever way I wish.


He was older than me. In fact, some may call him a 'predator' or 'pervert.' However, if there was any such label, it should be applied to me as I was the hunter in this game and most definitely had so-called perverted desires. I was 16 at the time and the guy was my next door neighbour. I was aware of the power of my body and I used to deliberately flirt with him, especially in the summer when I could wear next to nothing in the garden. I used to masturbate thinking about whether I got him hot enough to jack off thinking about me and that is when I decided to see just how far I could push the situation. I wanted him. I wanted him in me and I didn't care what I had to do to make it happen. I started by showing an interest in his garden. He used to let me help to prune the many rose bushes he had and I used to make damn sure that I wore something revealing. I used to talk about boyfriends, (imaginary as I hadn't had any at that point) and over time I moved the conversations closer and closer to sex.

The afternoon of my life was fantastic. I was wearing a very short pleated tennis skirt with a small pair of light blue panties underneath. I had no bra on and a t shirt that was almost transparent. I was ready, in every sense. Michael could not keep his eyes off me and as it was a scorching hot day, I said that if I was home right now, I would be topless. He said well, you can go topless here. It was the first and only sexual thing he had said. I stared right into his eyes and I slipped my top off revealing my 34a's (Well, ok,,, 34aa really!) Then, and I was almost dry mouthed with excitement, I said 'Mike, I want you to watch me frig myself.' And so right there in his garden, I shoved my hand into my own panties and went for it. And I kept up a stream of filth to keep him hooked. 'Oh Mike, my cunt is so wet.. ohh fuck, I really need this.. ohhh I wish you were inside me.' The poor guy had absolutely no choice. Here was a horny 16 year old rubbing herself off and talking dirty. No wonder he got a hard on. The next thing, I told him to get it out and jack with me.

The remainder of the time we lived next door to each other, he taught me so much about masturbation although he never fucked me. He taught me how to jack a guy to the point of cumming and keep him there for ages. He taught me how its possible for a girl to cum so hard that she pees herself AND ejaculates. He taught me that I love having my ass fingered deeply. He even taught me a lot about roleplay too.

Mike, if you read this, I want you to know that I would change only one thing about our relationship. I really wish we had fucked.



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