You're not a slut! I was twelve when I lost my virginity. It happened at my request, maybe a little exaggerated. To this day, I am in love with the man who opened me. Some time after the incident, I tried to ask him to do it again. But I was flatly refused. He was probably guilty. Internally, I wanted it, but what exactly, I already had a dilemma. Sex, the man who punched me or both. I realized that after his refusal, I would not be humiliated to want more. So I caught one of the upper classes, a friend of my brother. We did it often, but it wasn't something. One day we were inside, he didn't want to do it, it made me angry and I kicked him out. So he continued until the fifth. I was already 17 or 18 with each passing day my libido increased. But sex with my friends did not satisfy me. I met a colleague of my mother's. It was promising, but just when we got to sex something twisted and dumped me. We were in us. It came out like a fighter, I lay naked in bed. I was trying to fix myself, and then my brother showed up. When he saw me, he looked up first, then asked me, "Do you need help?" I didn't think much and answered: - Yes! You coming? I didn't believe he would. It wasn't until I felt it in me that I realized things. It was too late. He was a virtuoso. They were cunnilingus, fucking, 69s. From three in the afternoon until the morning of the next day. Then he got up, left. A few days passed, he didn't call and I didn't dare look for him. I felt guilty, guilty, and so on. But I was constantly thinking about him and fantasizing about something. One day the person who opened me came to see how I was, if I needed anything. Over the years, we had not talked about the topic, nor had we shown interest. He noticed my detachment and asked, "What's the matter with you?" Where are you flying? "I'm fantasizing," I said. "What are you fantasizing about, handsome?" I have no idea why, but my answer was, "How you kiss me downstairs." He looked at me and said, "I didn't think you wanted me after that day." He came to me, hugged me, and the miracle happened again. Yes, but this time it was something unique. We also talked about how I would eat it, how he would stuff it in me and so on. It was new to me. All these dirty words aroused me beyond recognition. I even allowed myself to ask: - When you love mom, do you talk like that? - Yes! She loves many such words. He even vowed to fuck your brother. We started meeting every day. By the way, I never stopped seeing my brother. He just called two days later and came. All this made me think. I perceived myself as an absolute whore. But I was very happy. The sex was completely different. It charged me with positive energy and I wanted more and more. Under such circumstances, I got married. My husband once said to me (I quote him): - You are a great pussy! I used to be shy, but now I'm furious. I don't know how you evaluate me. But I owe it to you. I have to thank the one who made you like that. "My father," I replied. He dressed in front of me and continued, "He's obviously a great master." - Yes and a! And my brother helped a lot. I drove him completely crazy, but I continued: - Don't shoot, forget it! He was very excited and said: - I hope I am equal to them ?! We drove it all night. He had never fucked me like that. I realized that I could relax with him too. I did not stop telling him how I started and various other fragments and details of my sexual practice. Finally I told him, "I'm a refined whore!" Absolute slut, a prostitute. He turned me around and said, "I know from my father that if a woman isn't a whore in bed, she's just nobody!" In time, I realized that I was not garbage. Others do it and are happy. We raised our children. We have never had any problems. But he, my husband, is a realist who knows how to live by the laws of nature. And here is the key to everything. You are not a slut! You just found the truth and gave yourself up. There is nothing wrong with that! Human life is one and must be lived to the fullest! You are not a slut! You just found the truth and gave yourself up. There is nothing wrong with that! Human life is one and must be lived to the fullest! You are not a slut! You just found the truth and gave yourself up. There is nothing wrong with that! Human life is one and must be lived to the fullest!
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