It was still my birthday,I got it by 2 high school guys,6 years older than me,and then did it with relation my brother. And sleep together that night....In the morning we had sucking and fucking,in different places in the house. A knock at the door,get up stairs and through down my pants he said. I through down the first thing I grabbed,which was his p.j. bottoms. It was a guy he was going to take off with. He came upstairs and steeped in my room and asked why I gave him his p.j's. I grabbed fast. Never letting go of my throat or head....my pussy is pulsating now and dripping wet my clit so and sensitive that if you blow on it I'm going to cum instantly.....my face covered with a mixture of my tears and my spit is being defiled just the way I love and as you have come to enjoy yourself.... I think to myself Don't Stop!!!...And you continue with such carnal savagry I think you're going to come out the other side of my neck....I take every bit of it willingly and with sooo much enjoyment. I caressed his head as he suckled on my breasts while he continued to finger me. He started kissing down my exposed belly, stopping to kiss my navel. Johan climbed between my legs and began kissing lower and lower. Instantly I realized what he was preparing to do; I was unsure I wanted to allow this. This is something Oscar never does, it simply is not on our 'menu'. My husband does not lick me or kiss me down there, ever. I held Johan's head, preventing him from going lower.“Johan, you don’t. Several years ago, I started noticing I was ... out of step with mypeers, especially the boys. But what was going on became a littleclearer a few months ago when my class did a bit on sex ed, mostlyfocused on puberty.I realized that any day I could get hit by testosterone, and startbecoming a man. And I also realized I didnt want that to happen.That given my choice, I'd rather become a girl, and then a woman.But I was too scared to do anything about it. Not that my mom would besome kind of.