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The Confessions of a Whore (Mf, Ff, ped)
By Anonymous Cathy X
***
My name is Cathy, and I'm a whore.
I am writing my sexual history for several reasons. My husband and
I love the nasty stories people write on the Internet, so we both
decided to contribute our own stories.
Another reason I'm doing this is for my daughters. I am hoping
they can learn from it, and achieve the same sexual freedom that I
have attained.
My story begins:
My Daddy was a construction contractor, and he made a very good
living. We had a big contemporary house at the end of a secluded
road. My mother loved animals, which we had a lot of. Across the
yard we had a barn where Pegasus, my mother's white Arabian
Stallion, was stabled. We also had a goat named Blackie, two dogs
(Denny, a yellow lab and Roper, an English Terrier), and Abe, a
hog.
There was my older brother Randy (by one year), and my little
sister Sheri (two years younger) and myself, the oldest. Mom ran
the home and made sure we did our chores when we came home from
school.
My earliest sexual memory was when I was 7 or 8. My grandfather
was very sick at the time, so my mother flew out to visit him for
a couple of weeks. My father took care of us by himself.
I remember suddenly seeing more of my dad, when my mom was away.
When I say more, I mean more of his body. He became very careless
about what he wore around the house, leaving the bathroom door
ajar when he showered or used the toilet.
I remember trying to see as much of him as I could. It excited me
to see him like that. It seemed so naughty to spy on him.
One Saturday night, both Randy and Sheri were sleeping over at
friends' houses, so it was just Dad and me. He suggested that I
take a bath, and that he would helped me. I had been bathing
myself for several years by that time, but I remembered when he
used to bath me when I was younger. It was always fun, as I have
always been my "daddy's little girl." I knew I was his favorite.
So when he suggested it, I yelped excitedly and rushed to get
ready. In the bathroom as the tub filled, Daddy helped me get
undressed. Soon I was naked as a jaybird and giggling and smiling.
In the water, I loved the feel of daddy's hands on me as he soaped
me up. It made me giggle uncontrollably when his big hands parted
my legs and wash me down there. We both laughed as he slid his
finger up and down my hairless slit, trying to push it in, but I
was too tight.
It was then that I noticed the big lump in daddy's pants. I
giggled and pointed to it asking him what had happened. I knew
very well what happened there, but I felt like teasing him. A girl
doesn't grow up living around farm animals and not know about
things like that!
He laughed and squeezed the lump showing me the outline of his big
penis. I asked him if I could see it and maybe wash it for him. I
remember his face getting red as he thought for a moment. Then he
got up and undressed in front of me.
My Daddy's cock bounced madly as he slipped down his underwear and
I couldn't help giggling. I stood in the tub as Daddy kneeled
before me. As he continued washing my little bald pussy, I got to
soap up his big fat cock. He had me hold his balls in one hand as
I slowly slid my little hand up and down his hard shaft. My hand
wouldn't even fit around it so he finally suggested I use both
hands.
Daddy groaned and made funny faces as I jerked his slippery cock.
Then suddenly to my surprise, I felt his penis throb and then it
squirted! Gobs and gobs of hot white stuff (which I now know was
his cum) shot out from his peehole and landed on my flat chest and
stomach. It was so quick and there was so much, and it was hot, as
it splashed across me. I squealed delighted when I realized that
he enjoyed what we were doing. Daddy groaned softly and swayed on
his knees as I continued to stroke him.
Slowly opening his eyes, they widened as he saw the ropey strands
of his jism all over my belly and chest. He mumbled something and
quickly got out of the tub, leaving me there wondering if I had
done something wrong.
We didn't talk about that night, and he never bathed me again. I
know now that he was very ashamed of what he had done to his young
daughter. But for me, it is a good memory.
I remember the first orgasm ever I had. It was the summer of my
tenth birthday and I was spending two weeks with my uncle David
and his girlfriend Janet. Uncle David was my father's brother and
he and Janet must have been in their twenties. I loved my Uncle so
much. He was always so nice to me. Janet was nice too, but there
was something strange about her. She was very pretty with short
blonde hair and a full-figured body. She always looked at me
differently when David wasn't around. Especially when she was
drinking, which seemed to be all the time. She would watch me
while David was at work.
One morning I woke up to find her already drinking. Uncle David
must have left for work only an hour before. When she drank like
that, I tried to stay out of her way, so I went back upstairs to
play.
I don't know why I did it, perhaps I was mad at her for drinking,
but I went into her room and began playing with her make-up. This
was a definite no-no, just because of the damage a ten year old
girl can do to expensive make up.
By the time Janet found me, I had lipstick on, eye shadow,
eyeliner, mascara, and rouge on. She flipped! She started
screaming at me, yelling that I was a brat, and a pain in the ass
for "fucking" with her stuff. Then she started telling me I looked
like a whore and a slut and I started to cry. She laughed at that,
and kept calling me filthy names like cunt, and cocksucker.
I knew the words but I never heard them like that. I tried to run
out of her bedroom but she caught me and threw me down on the bed.
I lied there crying as she snickered and laughed at me. "You're
nothing but a dirty whore. A slut. A fuckin' cock-sucking little
cunt that needs to be taught a lesson. I was sobbing when I heard
her finish her drink and set it on the nightstand. Then I felt her
on the bed and she suddenly grabbed me by my hair and wrenched my
head around.
Her face was inches from mine. "And I'm the one who's gonna teach
you, fucking cunt!" she rasped in my face. The smell of alcohol
was overpowering. She smiled evilly and breathed in my face when
she saw my nose wrinkle. Then she opened her mouth and licked my
face. Spit and saliva oozed from her mouth as she laved her tongue
up and down my face.
She seemed not to care she was licking all the make-up and tears
on my face. She pushed me back down on the bed and leaning over
me, stuck her tongue into my mouth and roughly felt my body with
her hand. I was still in my nightshirt and panties. She rubbed her
hand over my long shirt to feel my tiny boobs, which were more
like bumps, then moving her hand down to my crotch.
She forced my legs apart and I felt her strong hand cupping my
cunny mound. I lied there with my eyes closed, not moving, as my
Uncle's girlfriend violated me. Janet continued muttering
obscenities as she groped my small body.
She pulled my nightshirt up to my neck exposing my pink panties
and my little boobies. Her eyes roved over my naked chest with
desire, then she bent over and started licking and sucking on my
stiff little nipples, her other hand continuing to rub my pussy
through my thin panties. My whole chest was soon covered with her
sticky saliva.
Janet was still dressed in only her bathrobe. Suddenly sitting up,
she ripped it off and kneeled before me on the bed in only her
panties. Gazing down at me, she fondled her tits, pulling a
nipple with one hand and slid her other hand into her panties to
rub her cunt.
Pulling her hand back out, I could see her fingers were wet with
her own juices. She brought them to her mouth and sucked them as
she leered at me. Her panties were wet and stained and as she
moved closer I could smell her unwashed vagina. Straddling my
stomach she faced me and ground her pantied cunt against my belly
and chest. I could feel the moist heat as she humped my small
body.
"Oh fuck, you little bitch slut! You got my pussy all wet and
sloppy," she hissed at me and pressed her smelly mouth against
mine, once again shoving her tongue down my throat. I gagged, and
started crying again. Raising her head up again, she laughed,
still humping me. "You think that's bad..." she snorted, "...you
fucking cock-sucking, cunt-lapping little whore!"
Then she began tugging on her panties until they ripped apart. I
felt her bare cunt, hot and wet, upon my chest. She inched forward
and grabbed me by the hair and jammed my head into her smelly
vagina. "Lick it, you cunt! Lick it!" Janet hissed as she ground
my face against her humping cunt. I couldn't breathe, she was
smothering me as I sobbed and gagged. I almost passed out when she
finally released my head and got up off me.
My face was soaked with her juices and my tears. I felt her hands
upon me once more, roughly feeling my tits bumps and then down to
my pussy. She moved to the end of the bed and grasped my little
pink panties and pulled them off me. Holding my legs by the ankles
she spread them apart and gazed with lust upon my hairless ten
year old pussy. I covered my face with my hands as I saw her bend
over, moving her face to my vagina. I cried as I felt her start to
roughly lick me.
She held my small ass cheeks in her hands as she forced her tongue
up my tight slit. She continued to lick me all over my whole
crotch, holding my legs by the back of my thighs and pushing them
back against my chest. My whole crotch was bared to her as she
licked and sucked my hairless pussy, even licking up my bum crack
and bathing my butt hole in her spit.
She uttered obscenities as she licked and probed with her tongue.
Then something strange started to happen. I didn't even realize
that I had stopped crying. My head was dizzy as I realized what
she was doing began to feel good. Small grunts and groans escaped
my lips as I began breathing faster. I couldn't believe how hard
she was pushing her face into my small pussy. It scared me, as if
she was trying to shove her whole head up there.
I started whimpering as the conflicting feelings intensified. It
felt good what she was doing, licking me, yet it scared me and
made me feel like I had to pee. In moments I was whining and
almost crying again as the feeling of needing to pee became
unbearable, and then suddenly I couldn't breath. My body started
to shake, my breath hitching in my lungs and I knew I was going to
burst. My dizzy mind distantly heard Janet grunt several times and
her tongue quickened and her mouth sucked as I suddenly could take
no more. I shrieked and held my hands to my face as my head
whipped back and forth, my body convulsing.
My little cunt suddenly became even wetter and it felt like I was
peeing into Janet's mouth as she fervently sucked me. I must have
fallen asleep. When I awoke I was still lying on their bed, gown
still up around my shoulders. Janet was gone. My cunt was still
wet and there was a big wet spot on the blanket. I found my
panties on the floor and walked unsteadily to the bathroom.
My eyes were crusty from tears, my vagina was sore, but for some
reason I felt good. Relaxed... like after having done something
that I thought was bad, but finding out mommy and daddy weren't
mad. I was still frightened of Janet and thought she must hate me,
but the feelings weren't as heavy as I thought they'd be. That
night, in bed when the house was quiet, I explored my sore cunt,
and cried when I came.
During the rest of the two weeks I spent with Uncle David and
Janet, the nights were the best. Uncle David was home every
night. He took me shopping, to the arcade, out to eat, to the
movies. We played games, even had a food fight. I loved being
close to him, I felt so safe, and even sexy. And at night when he
would tuck me in, under the covers, I would have my finger up my
cunny as he kissed me good night.
For the most part Janet would stay away from me, especially when
Uncle David was home. She only caught me playing with her make-up
two more times.
***
As I got older, I began to realize I was different than other kids
my age. I thought about sex constantly. I loved to masturbate and
had my hands in my panties constantly, fingering, probing,
prodding, poking, frigging, rubbing my sore, hairless cunt and
tender asshole as much as I could. I began orchestrating "doctor"
sessions with my brother and sister. Sheri was willing, but also
very young.
Even though Randy was a year older than me, he was extremely timid
and shy. A momma's boy. He was putty in my hands. The only problem
was that he was too timid. I wanted to do more than the "touchy-
feeling" games we were playing, but it was still fun.
My father's business got bigger and one day he came home with a
computer. We both learned to use it. We would spend hours together
figuring out programs and games. He even let me help him set up
his business programs. When we got "online", we both soon realized
there was sex everywhere, all over the Internet.
There would be occasional awkward moments when we would stumble
onto a sex site. We began using the computer at different times,
and I knew he was probably looking up sex sites, just like I was.
The perversion that I became exposed to, changed my life for
ever...
First it was the pictures of nude men and women. Then pictures of
people having sex. I saw things I couldn't believe even though I
was seeing it with my own eyes. Such huge hard cocks! Women
sucking them, eating their cum, fucking, ass-fucking! Lesbians
and gays! I loved it! My little pussy was constantly wet and
messy.
Once I even masturbated right there while my mother and Sheri made
cookies in the next room! I masturbated constantly. I couldn't
make it through the whole day at school without going to the
bathroom at least twice to finger-fuck my cunt to an orgasm. I got
off so good, especially when there was another girl in the stall
next to me peeing or going poop. It felt so nasty, and I had begun
to realize that the nastier and dirtier it was, the harder I came.
There was nothing about sex that I wasn't interested in.
Because of this, and the fact that I was something of a tomboy, I
didn't have many friends. My mother always told me I was very
pretty, but at that time in my life, my body was thin and gangly
and my tits weren't that big yet. I had a reputation at school as
a kind of weirdo because of the way I dressed.
I think the boys stayed away from me because they were intimidated
by my aggressiveness. Yet I was shy and insecure when I was alone
with the other girls. I found I liked watching them get undressed
in the locker room and I would think about having sex with them
like I saw pictures of on the computer. And of course, I wished I
could have been in the boys' locker room to see them as well. All
those cocks swinging free.
Only, for some reason I liked older men better than any of the
boys. I wished I could be in a grown-up men's locker room. Yes, I
suppose I was a little weird for a 12 year old girl just in
seventh grade, but I was still a happy (and very horny) young
girl.
I continued using the computer as much as I could, looking for
anything to do with sex. I knew there were worse things on the
Internet and I wanted to find them. Then I think my father started
to realize what his little girl might be looking at. So he built
an office in the basement and the computer went down there.
On that day, all hell broke lose! I cried and practically had a
temper tantrum over being shut off from the computer. I was like a
junkie with her heroin. No one was allowed in his office and the
computer was off limits. How could he do this to me! I was so mad.
Daddy would spend hours down in his office on his computer.
I hated him. How could he be so mean to me? I wouldn't talk to
him. I was mad at mommy, because she sided with him. I completely
ignored Randy and I was purposely mean to Sheri. I even started
thinking about doing to Sheri what Janet did to me. I was so
frustrated, I took it out on my cunt.
I tried to get Randy to play doctor with me again, but he said it
wasn't right for brother and sister to fool around. He surprised
me by letting me borrow some dirty magazines he had. I loved the
pictures! Looking at people having perverted sex really turned me
on. I knew about X-rated videos and was dying to see one. I looked
at the magazines and frigged my clit until it was too sore to
touch.
In one of the magazines there were pictures of women with
vibrators and cucumbers up their holes. I had wanted to try
fucking myself with something for a long time, but had hoped to
lose my cherry to a man or at least a boy my age.
I guess it just wasn't to be. So one night I snuck a cucumber and
a carrot up to the bedroom Sheri and I shared... Later in bed,
finally with the lights out, I frigged my sore clit till my hole
was good and wet. I fingered myself, gently rubbing the tip of my
finger against my hymen. I knew it would hurt, but I didn't care.
I wanted to fuck myself silly. I sucked and licked my fingers, not
caring how much noise I made or if I woke up Sheri. I worked my
middle finger into my anus, slowly pushing it in and wiggling it
around. Then I spit on my fingers and wiped the saliva on my
tingling asshole. Grasping the carrot tightly, I firmly pushed it
in my asshole. The pain made my pussy even wetter.
I threw off the covers and spread my legs as wide as I could, no
longer caring if Sheri was awake or not. This was the first time I
had anything up my ass besides my fingers, and it felt so fucking
good. I held the carrot still and slid my ass back and forth on
the bed slowly ass-fucking the carrot. I knew I had to be really
worked up if I was going to bust my cherry, and playing with my
ass always got me hot. Picking up the cucumber, I rubbed it up
and down my wet slit. Fuck, it felt so good! I grabbed my ankles
and one by one hooked my legs behind my head.
This was a trick I have been able to do since I was very little
(My mom thought it was hysterical, and it seemed to make my father
uncomfortable). It was one of my favorite ways to masturbate,
with my cunt so close to my face. If I could have reached, I knew
I would have sucked my own pussy a long time ago! I licked the end
of the cucumber, slobbered really, getting it as wet as I could,
and slowly started pushing it into my wet hole.
I have to say... it wasn't the easiest thing I have ever done,
taking my own virginity. I pushed, screwed, and jabbed that
vegetable up my tight cunt, groaning and grunting with the pain,
and then..."OUCH! Oh, that fuckin hurt!" I hissed in pain. I could
hear the sucking sound the cucumber made as it slid deeply into my
cunt, passed my destroyed hymen.
"Cathy? What's wrong?"
I groaned, knowing that Sheri was awake. I didn't care anymore
though, I just sat there with my legs behind my head, a carrot up
my ass, and blood seeping out around the cucumber in my cunt. I
was waiting for the pain to subside as Sheri tiptoed over to my
bed.
My little 10-year-old sister stopped short and gasped when she saw
me. She just stood there and stared as I held the cucumber
motionless and watched her back through slitted eyes. Gradually
the pain subsided and I found I could move the vegetable back and
forth with minimal pain. I exhaled loudly and groaned as the
pleasure started. The carrot started to slip from my asshole, so I
quickly grabbed it and slid it in deeper. I couldn't believe the
feelings that started flowing over me.
Sheri took a tentative step towards me, her eyes wide with wonder.
"What are you doing, Cathy?" she whispered to me. I swore softly,
the pleasure billowing over me from my spread crotch. I gradually
increased the pace of the cucumber, pushing it deeply into my
cunt, and then pulling it out again. "Oh, Sheri! I'm a woman now!"
I whispered back, tears of joy and pleasure falling down my cheek.
The carrot was slipping from my ass again "Sheri, hold the carrot!
Please!" I begged.
She placed her small hand on the carrot and stopped it from
sliding out. I moaned and pushed the cucumber as deep as it would
go. "Oh, fuck!" I hissed again. "Push it in deeper, Sheri! Push
the carrot in deeper!" I pleaded.
"Cathy! You're bleeding! Your really scaring me!" She started to
cry.
"Oh, no, no, no, baby! It's alright! It only bleeds for a second.
Oh, Sheri it feels good! Oh, so fucking good!" I rushed to calm
her. "I'm alright, honey! I'm a woman now! It feels so good, and
it only hurts a little. Please, Sheri, push it in. Deeper!" I
whispered between gasps.
Eyes wide with uncertainty, Sheri slowly pushed the carrot in
another three inches as her sister hissed in ecstasy. I was now
smoothly sliding the vegetable in and out of my pussy. I could see
my juices, pink with blood, froth around the base of the cucumber.
I was getting so close! I could feel the tension mounting in my
body, and the feeling of needing to pee, which I now knew was my
orgasm. I rocked back and forth on my ass and back, forcing the
cucumber in and out of my sucking cunt.
Sheri held the carrot as my juices dripped all over her hand. I
whined and whimpered as quietly as I could as my cum hit me. I
shook and spit drooled from my slack mouth, holding the cucumber
as deep as I could. I came so hard! I unhooked my aching legs from
around my head and let the vegetables slide out of me like they
were turds from my ass.
I laid there in my mess, as the blissful feeling washed over me.
Sheri handed me a dirty towel from the hamper and I shoved it
between my legs. Then I took Sheri into bed with me and held her.
We slept in the mess I made, the vegetables poking us between our
legs.
THE END