Hi! My name's Kimmy, and Chris asked me to tell the story of my first boyfriend, Rick. So here it is!

I don't really like telling the story much, because lots of people are really judgmental. Not Chris, of course, he's really cool about it, but, like, when I tell my friends, some of them think I was really lucky, but most of them say that what happened is bad, that Rick is a pedophile, and that he "used" me. But that's not true! I mean, the part about him being a pedophile is true, if that's what you call a guy who has sex with an eleven year old. But not the part about him using me. If anything, I used him! I was already totally obsessed with sex when we hooked up (and yes, I still am!). Like, I watched porn online all the time, even before Rick. And man, I was so done with being a little kid. I always got so mad when people treated me like a kid. I wanted to be a grownup! And one thing that I just knew would make me a grownup, was to have sex. That's why I liked porn so much, because it was like, this is what grownups do! They fuck! I got a big kick out of looking at the porn guys' enormous cocks while they slid in and out of all the ladies' holes. They were just so ridiculously huge, I thought they were silly! Not Rick's cock, though. His was big, of course, but it wasn't silly at all! Not hardly. I worshipped Rick's cock. Like, literally, down on my knees, worshipping it for hours. I wanted to experience a real cock so badly, and then, once I did, I couldn't get enough of it. I loved to look at it (it was huge!), to touch it (so warm!), and kiss it (yummy!), and I loved it when he came in my mouth--the shock of that first big powerful shot, then your mouth instantly full of gooey hot jizz. Mmm! That made me I feel really grown up!

But in some ways, I was pretty intimidated by his big cock, too. No matter how much I wanted to have sex, I just didn't think there was any way it would fit in my vagina (sorry, I'm new to this "dirty writing" stuff--I mean, "I didn't think there was any way that big grownup hard-on would fit in my tiny hairless virgin childcunt." :) ). But Rick said that my pussy could stretch a lot, and it would open and stretch so that he would fit. I liked the way that sounded! So even though I was really scared, I let him. It hurt A LOT the first time. I was totally crying. But he was sweet, stopping a lot to make sure I was okay and stuff. I'll never forget what it was like when he came in me that first time. He was so excited! Moaning and everything. And then it was really wet and warm inside and I knew that I had his cum inside me and I was soooo happy! I totally felt like a grown up lady, having a man's sperm inside me. Even though I was sore when we were done, I told him right then that he could fuck me whenever he wanted. And that made him happy! The truth is, I liked sucking cock more than pussy sex (still do!). It's just so much fun to have a big cock right in your face, to taste it and feel it jerking in your mouth when the guy cums. But Rick definitely liked pussy sex better, and so pretty much every day after soccer practice that year, we fucked at his house until it was time for me to go home for dinner. We probably fucked a hundred times that season! I remember sitting at the dinner table with my parents and feeling my panties get all sticky because his cum was leaking out of me. I loved that! It was a special grownup secret that I had. My parents might still think I'm a kid, but I knew I had a grownup secret! See what I mean about how I was using him? I wanted to be a grownup and I wanted to have sex to prove (at least to me) that I was a grownup. It's not that I didn't like Rick, I totally adored him, but I sometimes think it could have been pretty much any guy, you know? The real point was to have sex, not to have a boyfriend. Having a boyfriend made me feel grownup, too, but really, the boyfriend part was just part of the sex part. It was the sex I really wanted.

I just realized that I haven't told you anything about who Rick was, or how we got together or anything. I should probably do that. Rick was my dad's friend, and he lived down the block from us. I guess he was like my dad's age, fourty-something. I always thought he was cute. I kinda had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. Maybe not really a crush, maybe more like, I always thought it would be fun to have sex with him. So when it turned out that he was going to give me a ride home from soccer practice every day, I was pretty pumped about that! I'd just been invited to join a really elite soccer team for twelve and under girls, but practice was after school every day a long ways from my home, and my parents both work so they couldn't pick me up. One of the girls at school who was on the club, her mom gave me a ride to practice, but she couldn't give me a ride home because they lived on the other side of town. So when Rick offered to pick me up on his way home from work, that worked out perfect! When we got back from practice, I was supposed to stay at Rick's house and "do homework" (hee hee!) until my parents got home.

I knew what I wanted to do with Rick when we were alone, and it wasn't homework! I guess he knew what I wanted, too, and it was the exact same thing that he wanted. The very first day, my jersey was really dirty from practice and he said he would wash it if I wanted, and I said "Sure!" and I just pulled my shirt right off! Right in front of him! I didn't really have any boobs yet but I guess it never even occurred to me that he wouldn't like that. Maybe I'd already figured out that he was a pedophile. I think I probably had. Girls can tell. You probably think that was really "forward" of me to just pull my shirt off right in front of a man. I guess it was. But by then, I was letting boys at school look sometimes if they wanted to, so I was sorta used to it I guess, and besides, you already know how much I was obsessed with sex. This was my big opportunity, and I was ready to get started!

And Rick, he was like putty in my hands. There was no way this wasn't going to turn out exactly how I wanted it to. He forgot all about washing my shirt! And in about thirty seconds, he was pushing me down on my knees and taking his cock out. I'll never forget how excited he was. He was shaking, he was so excited! I loved that, it was really thrilling to see a guy get so turned on by me. I'd watched lots of blowjob videos by then, so I kind of knew what to do, but even still it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. It took me a couple weeks to get good enough to make him cum without him having to help me.

I felt soooo grown up that night. I couldn't believe that I had just sucked a big beautiful adult cock! Just thinking about how it tasted made me get so wet! And thinking about what it was like when he came. Oh my god I loved that so much. I couldn't wait to get to suck him again.

It took a while for him to convince me to have sex with him. It's not that I didn't want to, I did, because I knew it would mean that I was really grown up, but I was just so intimidated by the idea of having that big cock in my tiny childcunt. But he was very persistent! What a pedophile, huh? :) So finally, after like a couple weeks, I decided to be brave and let him do it. I was so scared and nervous! But I already told you all about that.

After soccer season ended, it was harder for Rick and me to get together. But I would sneak out and go over to his house as often as I could. I did love being his naughty little fucktoy princess! That's what he called me. He called me lots of things, "sweetheart" and "kitten," and "cumslut" and "little whore." Guys, you wanna turn on a little girl? Tell her she's your slutty whore! I don't know, maybe it wouldn't work for most girls, but it sure worked for me. By the next soccer season, I was still on the same team, and Rick and I went back to the old routine again, "doing homework" every day after practice before my parents got home. But now I was twelve and I had a bit of hair on my pussy and little tits and stuff and even though I hadn't had my first period yet, he decided that he had to wear a condom if he wanted to cum inside me. He didn't like that much. He did fuck me without a condom sometimes, but then he had to stop before he came. He didn't like that even more! But I liked it lots, because since he couldn't finish in my pussy, he would finish in my mouth, and you know how much I like that!

Things changed a lot after that. I was starting to get more interested in boys my age and I kind of wanted to stop being the fucktoy princess for a pedophile, you know? I guess I'd gotten everything I wanted from the relationship and I was ready to move on to something else. You see why I say it was more like I was using him, than him using me? I'm not sure he really minded that I was getting less interested, though. I was thirteen by then, and having my period, and I had a little bush of hair and big tits (not that big, but pretty big), and let's face it, guys, that's not exactly the body type that turned Rick on. So we never really broke up. More like we just faded away. It helped that I was on a different soccer team by then for older girls, so he wasn't giving me rides home anymore.

I'm fourteen now, and I have a boyfriend who's my age (yes, I suck his cock and let him fuck me! :) ). But Rick and I still get together sometimes. I don't really like letting him fuck me, because it feels like I'm cheating on Sean. But I still love sucking him, and that's not really like cheating, is it? And if he really wants sex and he's really persistent, I still give in sometimes.

Well, that's my story, guys! I hope you liked it! If it made you cum, leave a comment! I want to know!

xoxoxo
Kimmy