childhood lovers
by naughtymonster

I’ve always known since i was 9 years old i was a VERY sexual girl. I knew i liked being bad and when my daddy woculd bend me over his knee and spank my 9 year old ass cheeks… oh how my pussy tingled at the thought.

I’m about 5’6″ long pullable brown hair, half asian half white, tan skin, and the most seductive hazel eyes you’ll ever see. I’m sixteen and in my sophmore year, i moved out awhile ago to live with my master/boyfriend. My boyfriend, Shane is 6′ perfectly muscled with creamy milk chocolate hair and green eyes that can light up a room. my mother doesnt where ive gone but she knows its close enough to go to my school almost everyday. My mothers too drunk to give a shit, and my dad abandoned me when my mothers best friend, also my masters mother, found him raping me about 3 years ago.

I’ve been trying to find a dominant man in my life ever since.

Shane and my mothers were best friends when they were pregnant with us. We were built in bestfriends.

Shane and I went through everything together…. playing doctor with our mothers drinking wine in the kitchen in our kindergarten years, telling each other our deepest secrets. Anything slightly interesting, and we end up sitting criss cross in the hollowed out tree in his backyard excitedly (or sadly) telling our stories.

When daddy got caught i had no sexual outlet. No way to excuse myself for being sexual. I knew i liked being punished, but i didnt want to have to ask for it, i wanted to be forced.

When i told shane this he got that distant look in his eyes and simply nodded his head and apologized that he didnt have a solution. But anything I needed, anything at all, he would try his hardest to get for me.

I think it was in that moment, when his green eyes stared into mine, with his warm arms wrapped concretely around mine, i started the crush phase.

And i was still in it when my freshman year began.