"What, Mom?" Joy asked angrily. "Do you want to know why I never lied about the stuff I did? It's because I want him to know! I was happy at public sc...ool. He's the one that forced me to go to Clairborne Benedict. That's where I learned to sneak around and do the stuff that drives you crazy." I agreed with your father about which school would be best for you," Collette informed her daughter. "We agreed - before you started kindergarten - that if we could afford private school, you would go. I lost it when his thumb hit my clit. I also expelled a very deep growling sound from my throat.Daddy rolled over on top of me. Still in his jockeys with his dick rigidly poking through the fly, he got more or less in position. Astoundingly, he was still asleep. I grabbed his cock and guided it to my warm sheath. That gorgeous hunk of man meat sank into my cunt with one hard thrust, taking my cherry with it as his cock slid home.There was no pain, just the grandest feeling of fullness and. His words seemed more directed to the boys rather than me. There was to be no more playing around when we went to sleep. My cousins were sent out and my uncle sat me down and said I should not be such a slut. That was the exact word he used, “slut”. Yes that’s what he said I was a slut. He was basically saying that I had to have instigated the evening’s sexual play. He told me my mother had told him all about my feelings that I was a girl and not a boy as well as the things she knew and. I wanted to feel pleasure, have multiple orgasms at least once. I have never ever written anything like this before and may not write again.One day I was surfing the net randomly and came across an advertisement, where he had mentioned feeling special. The reviews on his website triggered me to send a message on WhatsApp without any hesitation. While I was waiting for his reply, I found his blog in which he had shared how he had pleasured other females who were in the same boat as me.Though I.