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“The Diary Of A Teen Aged Whore”

A True Story

Written By:

Wendy Tight Tush aka Pussy Patter

About:

Wendy Tight Tush aka Pussy Patter

How

My Mom’s Boyfriend Fucked Me

“The First Time”

Chapter Three

Then when it had finally stopped moving it was amazed to see that it was focused on my mom. She was like totally naked and was kind of sitting astraddle of some big dicked dude that I’d never seen before. And she was lazily pumping her pussy up, and down on his rather large cock, seemingly enjoying getting fucked the way she was, while she watched Mr. Blackstone just flat fucking the dog shit out of his daughter.

Mr. Blackstone is a fairly light skinned black man, who was in his late thirties or early forties at the time that this happened. He stood something like five foot eleven inches tall, and might have weighed a hundred eighty pounds.

I knew who Mr. Blackstone from school because was the principal of the Junior High School that I was going to at the time… and because I knew his daughter, Donna, who was a year ahead of me in school.

I hadn’t understood it then, and I didn’t know why then either, but I had been having the strangest feeling that Mr. Blackstone was wanting to fuck me or have some kind of sex with me, whenever I was around him at school.

Though he had never done anything of a sexual nature around me…that I had noticed anyway…like grabbing his cock in front of me and making sure that I had seen him doing it.

Which as everyone knows is the universal sigh that men make to a bitch that means “hey bitch, you wanna fuck or what?” Nor had he ever said anything even remotely sexual to or around me either.

But now that I had seen the size of the cock that that man had hanging on him, which had looked to be over ten inches in that video, and watching the way that he was working with it, and having been able to observe the way that he had been using it while he was hanging it to Donna had defiantly peaked my sexual curiosity.

That had started me scheming on just how I might be able to go about getting some after school detention. Just on the off chance that I might be able to get closer to Mr. Blackstone and get the answer to the question of what made me feel like he wanted to fuck me whenever I would just walk past him in the hall at school.

“That’s it Fred” mom said, looking over at Mr. Blackstone “loosen that horny little bitch of yours up real good” then laughed and said, “cause Greg's gonna be fucking her next”, “and we don’t want him hurting her.”

Donnas eyes had popped open pretty wide when mom had said that Greg was going to be fucking her next and she was grunting “umpf!”, “umpf!”, “umpf!” in rhythm to her dads pounding himself into her pussy as she turned her head to look at Greg saying “oh god”, “umpf!”, “oh god yeah!”, “umpf!” as she tried to talk in between her grunts and gasps for air “I want you”, “unpf!”, “Greg”, “umpf!”

When Greg moved the camera again I could see a lot of other people in the background, all of whom were madly sucking and fucking in groups of from three to five people.

I had taken all of that in in about the last fifteen minutes that I had been watching the video before I couldn’t handle the sensuality of what I was seeing any longer and had finally hit the stop button on the camera.

Then I had just sat there on the living room floor, unable to move, with my mind whirling, and sputtering in utter sexual turmoil for like maybe fifteen minutes.

I was so terribly excited by all the sexual scenes that I had just witnessed that my pussy had gotten all gushy and the crotch of my shorts had gotten soaking wet.

I was also more than just a little perturbed at what I had seen too. I mean I had always thought that Donna and I were tight… so how the fuck could that horny ass little bitch be getting into all of this group sex, knowing that that was one of my favorite sexual fantasies in the whole world, the way that I had just seen her doing, and NOT have told me anything about it?

Anyway, my conscience had finally gotten the better of me right then and I had put the tape away without watching anymore of it. I kept the joint’s though, and smoked those suckers later.

Well it had been maybe six months since I’d seen that movie and it had taken all of the self control that I could muster NOT to just blurt it out and tell Donna that I had seen her dad banging the fuck outta her horny little ass, and fucking the dog shit outta her in that home video.

God…was I ever having to fight the urge to ask her if she would mind setting me up with her dad and tell her that I wanted him to fuck me too.

During this time mom and Greg had split up several times, then gotten back together and they had really loosened up a lot. Here lately they had been getting into their sex parties and orgies like day and fricking night.

Not only that but they were also now starting to get fairly careless about making sure that I was out of the house when it was their turn to host one of their sex parties, or orgies really, at our house.

Take this one particular Saturday morning for instance. I had woke up early and with my normal urge to masturbate myself before I got out of bed to get ready for Andy to pick me up.