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 FFg brendabell@tutanota.com

   My foster mom had been using me for a few weeks when she started showing
me pornography movies.  The movies were mostly lesbian or bi themes and
usually pretty hardcore.  She explained that she wanted me to see the
movies in order to learn to be a better little girl.  She wanted me to
learn to talk dirty and she also wanted me to see what it looked like when
a man fucked a girl because her husband wanted to use me as well.  I can't
ever remember thinking that I didn't want him to.  Looking back I realize
that I was a true slut even at that age but at the time I was just having
fun.  I remember one day that I came home from school and asked my foster
mom to lick me and she said she would but first she wanted me to put on
some makeup.  I had never put on makeup before so she helped me.  I
remember looking in the mirror and thinking that the makeup was much
heavier than any I had seen other women wearing.  The eye shadow was dark
blue and caked on and the lipstick blush was bright red and thick.  She
told me that she just thought it made me look more slutty and that she
liked it.  I also remember that time she had me squat over her face on the
bed instead of laying on the kitchen table.  She also spent a lot more time
licking my asshole than she normally did.  I remember liking the feeling
but preferred her to stay focused on my clit.  I did like it when she would
stiffen her tongue and force it up inside my asshole and I remember that
when I got the hang of it I could move my hips slightly and it would allow
me to ride her long tongue and basically let me choose how it fucked me.  I
really liked that.  This was also the first time my foster mom started
talking about how she wanted to see me pleasing other people.  She started
talking about a friend of hers named Trisha that would come over to visit
my foster mom every now and then and how Trisha wanted to use my mouth too.
I was moaning and enjoying her tongue inside me when she stopped for a
moment and asked me if i would be ok with licking Trisha's pussy for her. I
nodded yes but I really just wanted her tongue to get back to work.  She
licked me some more and then stopped again and said she had a plan to make
it as enjoyable as possible for Trisha and asked if I would go along and I
nodded yes again and I remember grabbing her cheeks to guide her tongue
back to my asshole.  When she did eventually move up to focus on my clit I
came really really well.  That Friday when I got home from school I asked
my foster mom if she would lick me again and she said that I would have to
wait because Trisha was coming over that evening and she wanted me fresh
for her.  A few hours later she had me come in her room and put makeup on
me much like she had done before.  Very heavy makeup.  I realized that her
husband was not home and asked her where she was and she said he was having
a boys night out.  After my makeup was done she had me put on a thong which
was small enough to fit me.  I remember thinking that it looked good on me
and made my body look a little more curvy than it was.  She then explained
to me that her friend Trisha would be over soon and that she wanted me to
just wear the thong.  She said that she had talked to Trisha about me and
that she was very interested but that she wanted to leave it up to her to
make the first move.  She wanted to see how Trisha acted when she saw me
dressed like that.  I said I was ok with that and promised not to be to
flirty.  I asked her what I should do if she walked right in and started
kissing me and she said, "then kiss her back silly." Trisha arrived at 8 pm
and she was really pretty.  She was wearing a really nice dress and her
hair had been done and I remember thinking that she was really pretty. 
Even though I had met her before she looked prettier than usual that night.
My foster mom opened the door and invited her in but she didn't see me
until she came into the kitchen.  I was standing next to the sink with tons
of makeup on and a cotton white thong.  I remember that I expected her to
be shocked but if she was she didn't show it.  She glanced at me and just
said "Hi sweety." and came across the kitchen to give me a hug.  No kiss or
anything.  I said, "Hi".  and I noticed that she didn't even mention my
lack of clothes.  I even remember thinking that she seemed a little uneasy.
Almost like she was thinking twice about being there.  Mom said, "Doesn't
Trisha look pretty tonight Bren?" and I said, "Yes.  Really pretty." Trisha
thanked us both and asked us what we had planned for the night.  Mom
answered, "Well, I figured we could watch a movie or just sit around and
talk.  Really we are open for anything that you are open for." Mom then
offered her a glass of wine which she took quickly.  I could tell by now
that she was nervous.  She drank three glasses of wine in about five
minutes while making small talk with mom about work.  Mom finally broke the
ice a little more by saying, "What do you think about Brenda's makeup?  She
just started wearing makeup this week." Trisha looked at me and I could
tell she was allowing herself to enjoy the view for the first time that
night.  She said, "I absolutely love it.  She is such a cutie pie." Mom
said,"I know when we talked about her last week you thought she was pretty.
I thought you might like her better with some makeup on." Trisha said, "I
do." but never took her eyes off me.  Mom said, "Turn around and let us get
a look at you Brenda".  I turned around for them.  Trisha was looking
harder now.  Mom leaned forward from behind Trisha and whispered in
Trisha's ear but I could hear what she said.  It was "Anything you want."
Trisha started breathing harder as soon as she heard that and she continued
to stare.  Even at that age I could tell that I was now an object of her
desire.  Nothing more.  And I loved it.  She still just sat there with her
wine glass in hand and stared.  Mom asked me to reach down and play with my
pussy and I did as I was told.  This seemed to loosen Trisha up more and
she said, "She is very obedient isn't she?" Mom said, "Yes she is" Trisha
said, "that's good.  Little girls should be very obedient I think." Mom was
now rubbing her pussy but Trisha couldn't see that because she was sitting
in front of her.  Mom leaned forward and said, "Want me to have her says
something fun?" Trisha just nodded while she stared.  Mom said, "Brenda,
say 'I'm a dirty little slut." I repeated, "I'm a dirty little slut."
Trisha sighed deeply and asked mom if she could clean off the table.  Mom
moved quickly to get the place mats and candles off the table.  Then mom
said, "Brenda listen carefully.  Trisha is in charge of you for the next
hour.  Anything she says I need you to do for her ok." I said, "yes ma'am."
Trisha half way whispered, "What are my limits?" Mom said,"extreme pain and
scat".  I had no idea what scat was at the time but I was glad to hear that
extreme pain wouldn't be involved!  I also realized that non extreme pain
was a possibility.  I was a little nervous but also excited.  Trisha set
down her glass and asked mom, "Grab her by the hair and bend her over the
table." Mom came to me and grabbed my hair in a fist, "She whispered just
play along.  I think she likes rough stuff." She pushed me roughly across
the room and bent me over the table but I could tell she wasn't using all
her strength.  She was holding back.  Trisha was louder now, "Get those
panties off of her." Mom pulled my panties down my legs quickly and I
lifted my feet for her.  Trisha got on her knees behind me and started to
inspect my asshole and pussy by spreading my cheeks with both hands.  She
said, "Are you a bad little girl?" I knew how she wanted me to answer,
"Yes. I am a bad little girl." Trisha said to my mom, "Go get one of your
husbands belts." Trisha slapped my ass hard as mom left the room in a
hurry.