Holding my arms down, pinning me to the porch, he positioned himself at the entrance of my vagina. He shoved into me, hard, filling my world with pain... I screamed, screamed, screamed. He started pounding my pussy, hard and fast. I could feel blood running down my ass crack. I screamed and screamed. He ignored my pleas, and just fucked me hard and fast. He filled my womb with cum, and then left me lying on the porch, filled with blood and cum. I felt humiliated, ridiculed. Even though noone had. He liked to call me faggot. The rest of the guys pretty much ignored Oscar, and despite my raving, passionate, and very, very secret girlhood, I passed comfortably as a boy, and none of them gave me the least trouble. They were really pretty good guys, the rest of my class, and, hey, some of them were real friends.So there's Oscar standing in front of me (naked, but I would have passed up the honor in a second, believe me), and he says, "Hey faggot, when you goin' to cut your hair, huh,. She shook her head and looked away shyly.Reassuring her, I kissed her again, pulling her lips with mine slowly as my fingers found her slit over her panty. I could feel a slight wetness, which turned me on, and my thumb gently pushed against her clit over the thin fabric of her underwear.Natasha gasped, her body taken aback by this new kind of touch, and she let out a soft moan as I continued to rub her clit, gently in circles. Impatient as I was, I parted her panties to a side, and my cold. Bella seemed a littlefrustrated by my reluctance, but I was a man, and she was happy withthat.She came down to visit, at Liz's invitation, and Liz asked me to preparea dinner for four. Bella told me she was having Dr. Woodforde overagain. So I worked hard on the dinner, buying in special portions ofeverything to make my favourite courses four times over and reallylooking forward to the delicious meal as I tasted it throughout theevening. I couldn't wait to get out of my uniform and into my.