Little Wild Girl

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"Do you like watching porn?" the man I was vigorously sucking on asked me. What a strange question! Of course I don't watch porn! Girls my age don't have the chance to see it, unless... lucky! But right now I really wish this guy hadn't asked me that question. Here, messing around with underage girls is a crime. Although it seems I've successfully convinced him I'm over 18, not some seductive, dangerous little slut who's almost 14.
I couldn't think of an answer for a moment, so I stopped sucking his penis, just knelt in front of him, head up, a bewildered, confused expression on my face. If I told him the truth, would he still drive me home? I thought about it for a while. The back door of this "Sexy Kitten" club is in a cold, dirty alley. I know it's too late now, and it won't be easy to find another guy willing to play with me as a bargaining chip and then drive me home. Furthermore, if I were to ask for help at the "Sexy Kitten" club's front door now, they would suspect I'm a minor, and I wouldn't be able to come here again. So I won't do that.
My home is on the outskirts of this town, and all the girls who come out to "play" here know that if you want someone to give you a free ride home after leaving the club, they'll offer oral sex as the bare minimum. The worst part is that my home is so far away, otherwise I might be able to scrape together enough money for a taxi fare. But even if I could, it would only be enough for one trip, and I come here every Friday and Saturday. So my usual solution is to have someone quickly penetrate me in the back seat of the car, a quick and easy sexual encounter, or oral sex with some sweet talk. Because I always forget to bring tissues, most of the time I just quickly wipe the semen off my face and body with my underwear, get off the bus not far from home, and sneak back to my room without my family noticing.
I no longer care how many men I've had sex with; I stopped counting penises a long time ago. This all started when I was 12 years old, or rather, on a strange Saturday two weeks before my 12th birthday. My two cousins pinned me down and took turns raping my virginity, which they had just taken. After they were completely satisfied and left, I only felt intense pain, my crotch covered in filthy semen and my own blood, but I didn't tell anyone; I just remained silent. The next day, I woke up feeling sexually aroused again, so I told a 15-year-old neighbor boy with freckles that if he could get his little brother to keep watch, I'd be willing to let him play with me in the cellar. Although this wasn't my initial plan, I ended up having the two brothers take turns ejaculating inside me. From then on, I became infamous in my neighborhood.
I know that most girls my age, encouraged by others, engage in some form of sexual activity. But the boys at school all knew I was an easy target, and I liked that! In any case, I discovered that to enjoy sex easily and readily, you need to give boys that impression—that you're always willing to open your legs. So I didn't worry about my image at all. But one thing that truly worried me was my family. If my parents found out I'd been going to "Sexy Kitty" clubs two nights a week for the past six months, I might have to stay home every night for the next year! "Yes, I like watching." I lied, deliberately using a sexy, husky voice: "I love watching those little movies that are just about sex!"
Then I buried my face back in his pubic hair, sucking on his thick penis until he ejaculated, swallowing every drop of his semen. His semen was thick and had a strong smell. It was saltier than the ones I'd tasted before. But that didn't stop me! I swallowed again and again, continuing to suck greedily until every last drop was gone. Then I coughed lightly, cleared my throat, swallowed the last mouthful, and looked up at his face. "Did you like it?" I knew I was good at this.
Unlike some of the silly girls in town, who would coyly arouse boys but then fail to satisfy them, I would completely satisfy them, and I knew they all liked it that way. "I like it," the unknown guy said slowly. "For someone your age, you're not simple. I'll give you a ride." "Damn it!" I cursed silently. It seemed he doubted I was eighteen. If I had pushed my breasts up a little higher just now, he might not have guessed my real age. I stood up, patted my knees that I had gotten dirty while kneeling, and cursed again because I noticed a hole in my cheap stockings. He half-carried, half-lifted me across the parking lot, my braless breasts pressing against his right arm as we walked. He led me to his car.
He didn't say much the whole way, just stared at the road ahead, as if deep in thought. And me? I was doing my job, teasing his penis. He exposed my breasts for him to look at freely, placed one of his hands between my spread legs and let him touch them, etc.—basically, all the usual stuff boys and girls do in cars. When he finally spoke, his middle finger was moving in and out of my vagina, and I was trying to remember if he had told me his name! "Tomorrow, I've arranged to meet some boys at my place to watch some new porn," he said, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye. "Want to join in?"
he said, his fingers moving back and forth in my vagina, and I involuntarily wiggled my hips in the seat. "Damn it!" I cursed again. How could I sneak out tomorrow night? After thinking for a few seconds, I shrugged. What's the big deal? I just have to come up with a good excuse, that's all! As I was thinking about this, we stopped at a red light. Some guys in nearby cars stood up and looked at me through their windows. I looked at myself and couldn't help but laugh. My little skirt was pulled up to my waist, and a man's large hand was inserted into the front of my sky-blue panties, exposing most of my buttocks and half of my hairy vulva. I didn't care at all. Not only did I not cover my exposed vulva, but I also smiled and waved to them. I was delighted to find that two of the guys were excitedly rubbing their groins. There were a total of five guys staring at me greedily, and I began to fantasize about being gang-raped by these five guys. "How many people will I be with?"
When I heard my own voice, I couldn't help but jump up, because I was fantasizing, but I couldn't help but say it out loud. "Ha," said the man who was touching my vulva, "Tomorrow night, you can sleep with whoever you like, as many people as you want, it's no problem, because I will never be jealous." "I just thought you might like to watch some porn movies, so I asked you." The light turned on, and he stepped on the gas, and the car shot forward like an arrow. "You can decide how many men you want to have sex with, how many men's semen you want to swallow!" I smiled and began to seriously consider tomorrow's plans. His suggestion sounded perfect for me.
I had heard about these kinds of movies since I was nine, but I had never had the chance to see one. And if I got excited while watching one, at least I would have this penis next to me to taste. I couldn't help but reach out and squeeze his penis hard. I felt his penis begin to get hard again. "I think I'll come to see the movies tomorrow. Where do you live?" He found a card in his pocket with his name and address on it. I took it. "Where tomorrow, around 8 o'clock, okay?" "It's a deal!" I replied.
Then I grabbed his penis again and leaned closer. I was a little pressed for time; while I was still swallowing his second ejaculation, we arrived home. I jumped down, waved to him, and watched him drive away. I walked towards my house, loosening my belt and pulling down my skirt, which I had deliberately pulled up to a super short skirt. Then I took out my bra from my handbag, pulled my clothes up to my neck, and prepared to fasten it before pulling my clothes down again. But then I had a urge to expose myself. So I walked to the side of the road and showed my bare breasts to the passing cars, swaying my body like I was doing a striptease. After a while, I smiled and went inside. A teenage girl, loved by everyone—it felt wonderful!
The next day, I called my cousin Jenny and lied, saying I wanted to help a classmate with their homework, but my parents wouldn't let me go out for three nights in a row. I pleaded with Jenny, "Please help me out, okay? Call my mom and tell her you need me to do something for you tonight." "I know you're going to be fooling around somewhere again! Okay, just this once, and next time I ask you, you have to agree to it too." Jenny hesitated for a moment before saying, "Of course!" "I'll call your mother around 7 o'clock." Jenny hung up. I spent the whole day trying to please my mom and dad, helping them pack, and going out to buy this and that. At 6:30, I told my mom I was going to take a shower. First, I sneaked into her bedroom and borrowed a pair of underwear that was way too small. Then, I found a super short, tight-fitting, stretchy mini-skirt from a secret spot in my own room. I stuffed all of these into my handbag, along with a small bottle of perfume spray. My plan was going very smoothly!
I then took a refreshing shower, repeatedly pointing the showerhead at my vulva, giving my vulva, which hadn't had much free time, a thorough cleaning. As I was drying myself off, the phone rang. Great! Just as I expected, Mom called me downstairs. She seemed a little apologetic as she told me that Jenny needed my help. I gave her an exaggerated "I'm a helpful citizen" look and said, "No problem, Mom, I don't mind helping Jenny." I went back to my room, put on a ribbon-trimmed bra, found some cotton underwear, pulled up my Levi's jeans, a sweater, and my best shoes. Mom watched me ride my bike away; our house was only two or three blocks from the bus stop. There, I locked my bike to the railing, went into the convenience store next to the stop, bought a cheap little cloth bag, and went into the restroom. Five minutes later, a sexy, perfumed young woman appeared, wearing a tiny skirt—that young woman was me!
I put my sweater, jeans, and cotton underwear into the bag I bought, then put it in the locker at the convenience store, and hopped on a bus. My skirt was so short I couldn't believe it myself. Whenever I sat down, most of my buttocks, and of course, my tiny, sexy panties, were shamelessly exposed. Soon, two young men came over, handing me cards with their names and addresses. Seeing their expressions, as if they were about to get nosebleeds, I couldn't help but smile smugly. I told you I was the most sought-after young man! The drive took about half an hour, and finally I found the house. When I rang the doorbell, it was already 8:30. The guy who opened the door was the same one from yesterday; now I knew his name was Carl. Carl looked me up and down, a satisfied expression on his face.
"Hello, little girl!" Carl spoke slowly, as always. A warm welcome came from inside: "Carl! Quickly bring in that irresistibly cute, sexy ass!" I smiled seductively, and as I passed Carl, he pinched my firm buttocks. In the living room sat six of Carl's friends, all men. They quickly handed me a drink and then introduced themselves to me one by one. Two of them were old enough to be my father! The rest were only around ten or twenty years old. Just then, the doorbell rang again, and two more guys came in. Their eyes immediately fixed on my crotch. I looked down and saw that my skirt had ridden up, and my vulva, covered by my tiny panties, was shamelessly exposed.
So, for a young girl to wear such a short skirt is incredibly dangerous! But it's also incredibly pleasurable and exciting! I chuckled lewdly, watching their expressions as I teased them by pulling the hem of my skirt up and down repeatedly. Looks like tonight's going to be fun!
Before long, I'd had two or three drinks, and I'd even tried smoking some marijuana, something I'd never tried before! When one of the boys handed me his used marijuana, I copied them and took a deep drag. Luckily, I'd been smoking for a while, since I was about ten years old. Initially, I smoked to show off to my friends, but the smoke kept making me cough. So I started stealing cigarettes to practice. After a few months, I could inhale and hold my breath until not a drop of smoke escaped. And this became one of my signature moves at parties! By 11 and a half, I was almost completely addicted. A short time later, after my hymen broke, I seized every opportunity to get my cigarettes.
Mornings were the hardest because I had no choice at home. I had to wait until I left for school, then I would smoke three cigarettes in a row. At lunchtime, I'd have two, then one during my break. Finally, before I got home, I'd have three more. I always relied on borrowing, begging, or stealing, and sometimes letting older boys touch my developing body. This meant I smoked about 80 cigarettes a week. But I knew my body needed more than 80! I would become extremely restless and anxious. If I smoked less than 10 cigarettes a day, several times I would smoke a whole pack and let the boys play with my body at will. But if it was Friday or Saturday, there was no problem, because at the "Sexy Kitten" club, I could keep smoking non-stop until I felt completely satisfied.
I took a deep drag of marijuana, held my breath for a long, long time, until I was sure all the marijuana had entered my body. The marijuana smoke lingered in my lungs, giving me a very intense feeling, until I couldn't hold it in any longer. Then I slowly exhaled, and I was pleased to see that, just like holding my breath while smoking a cigarette, not a single wisp of marijuana smoke escaped. I looked around triumphantly to make sure everyone had seen my skill! By the time Carl finally played his first video, I felt as sluggish as a log, but at the same time, I felt a strong sexual need. My vagina was already aroused.
From that moment on, I was completely captivated by the large television screen. My hand rubbed my clitoris incessantly through my thin, sexy panties. I watched with drooling desire as the male actors, like stallions, took turns penetrating a girl who was laughing lasciviously, her legs wide open, and then ejaculating onto her body, face, and vagina. The girl stared at the camera lens, licking the semen off her face and hands for a long, long time before finally swallowing it with relish. Mmm, I found it incredibly arousing! Before the film ended, there was a massive orgy where all the girls were being penetrated by two or three men simultaneously. Their mouths, anuses, and vaginas were all violated, covered in men's semen. Unbelievable!
My panties were soaked as if I had just pulled them out of the water; I was incredibly aroused. So when a guy pulled me along, I immediately followed him into the bedroom. Don't ask me his name, because I can't remember, and I've forgotten if I asked him. But he had a huge penis. He simply pushed me down on the bed, pulled my sexy panties aside, and thrust his large penis deep inside me. Then he kept thrusting wildly until I reached my climax. My orgasm was so intense that I didn't even realize he ejaculated. I only came to my senses when he pulled out his limp penis and asked me to lick it clean. I could hear the television from here.
"Let's go outside!" I said. "I want to watch another short film!" I ripped off my underwear and threw it on the floor. I wiped my genitals with a towel, then pulled down my skirt, barely covering the top of my thighs. The next film starred a girl of about 17 years old and four guys with large penises. She was a nudist and clearly enjoyed being filmed having sex. The four guys played with her in various ways, and she smiled at the camera the whole time, swallowing their semen. What was even more surprising was that her smile became even brighter when two guys took turns penetrating her anus.
No one had ever penetrated my anus before, but I guessed I would eventually get penetrated. As if by coincidence, I felt that the protagonist looked a bit like me, and that's when I realized how much I wanted to be a porn star, to earn a lot of money and have sex with all sorts of men. If I really did that, my mother and father would beat me half to death. But then again, by then I wouldn't need to rely on them anymore, right? I should have made a lot of money from adult films by now, right?
For most of the second film, I was smoking marijuana and playing with my own genitals with my fingers; I'd almost forgotten my genitals had already been penetrated. When a guy in his forties carried me into the bedroom, I just chuckled. It wasn't until he threw me onto the bed that I noticed my underwear was still on the floor. I was already a bit delirious by then; all I could do was chuckle, and my movements were incredibly sluggish. But I remember him pulling up my skirt, spreading my legs, and then his mouth coming to my genitals. As his tongue swirled inside my vagina, I remember trembling violently. I bet not many girls my age get that kind of pleasure! When he finally inserted his long penis into my vagina, I was already moaning and groaning to arouse him. For example, I kept calling him "Daddy," and saying, "Fuck me hard with your big cock, Daddy, don't leave your semen for Mommy! This time, shoot it into my vagina, Daddy! Please shoot it into me!"
That last sentence finally hit the mark. I felt his semen pouring into my vagina, and my orgasm followed immediately. I knew I was consuming his pent-up semen. After being fucked twice, I felt that I was finally in the zone. I felt that every move I made was full of lewdness. When we got out of bed, some semen started to flow from my vagina. So I found a clean towel and carefully wiped my vagina from top to bottom and side to side. Then I pulled down my skirt, so that my buttocks were just covered again. I danced out of the room. Outside, a few guys were mocking me with vulgar language, saying that I had just been fucked by my own father. I knew they were just joking, and in fact, I didn't care what they said about me. My mind was focused on getting more enjoyment out of me, so I was indifferent to jokes. I chuckled for a while, then suddenly blurted out, "Yeah! My dad just fucked me, didn't you know? All girls like being fucked by their dads!"
I grabbed a bottle of marijuana from one of the guys, took a deep drag, and then poured myself another drink. I felt lightheaded, a really strange feeling. "Hey, Carl!" another guy called out loudly, "Let's see your special collection!" Carl looked at the guy who spoke, then at me, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, okay, why not?" He opened a cupboard, took out a videotape, and put it in the projector. I couldn't believe my eyes! There were two little girls, around 10 years old, and two adult men. Both girls had only slightly protruding small breasts, and their vulvas were still bare.
The film begins with girls looking at pornographic magazines and fiddling with their fingers. I'm 14, but I've never had the chance to look at pornographic magazines! The next scene shows them walking towards two adult men and sucking their penises. The two men spread the girls' legs and rub their vulvas. When I saw these young girls doing such lewd things, I felt both confused and excited. I couldn't believe girls at this age could do such things. I realized there were so many things I hadn't seen. I think I started having sex at 11, which is quite early. But I remember I already had small, but protruding breasts, and I also had sparse pubic hair. So when my cousin raped me, I thought it was about time for me to enter a new phase of my life. But those little girls in the film, they just seemed so young! As I watched, the two girls climbed onto the adult man's body, each holding a thick, hard penis in their small hands, placing it between their spread legs, and carefully squeezing the tip into their vaginas. After successfully reaching this stage, they slowly pushed their small bodies down, further and further down, both girls biting their lower lips, until the thick penis slid inch by inch into their little buttocks. Finally, both girls smiled at the camera, and then, in front of the camera, they began to thrust up and down.
I was watching the screen, quite astonished that they could accommodate such a thick penis. The video continued, and the two girls increased the rhythm of their movements. Their originally smiling faces slowly changed into a look that seemed to be crying. One of the girls finally stopped moving, lying on top of the man, the thick penis still deeply inserted into her pubic slit. Then it was the man's turn to groan and convulse, his semen shooting into the girl's body in spurts. Almost simultaneously, the other man also began to grunt like a pig, whimpering until he ejaculated all his semen into the girl's vagina. Both girls smiled again and remained seated on top of the two men until music started playing. Then, as if in slow motion, they slowly shifted from a seated position to a half-squatting position, detaching their vaginas from the penises. They then stretched out their hands, opening their vulvas for the camera, allowing the audience to see the semen slowly flowing out. Next came a burst of loud disco music, and the two girls climbed off the men. They began to dance casually around each other, as if they hadn't done anything serious. However, everyone watching could see the semen streaming down their thighs! As the video ended, each girl's name, age, and place of origin were displayed, and then the image slowly faded away.
At this point, I felt I should take this opportunity to be fucked one more time; my vagina was unbearably itchy, like a bitch in heat. I looked around, and almost everyone was playing with their penises! "This is fucking shocking!" I exclaimed in surprise, "Carl, I didn't know men even fuck children!" I stood up. While I was rubbing my vagina, my skirt had ridden up, and I knew everyone could see my exposed vulva, but after smoking so much marijuana and drinking so much alcohol, I felt that worrying was pointless. Carl switched to another tape, then pushed me onto the sofa and fucked me hard in front of everyone until his semen filled my vagina. Although I had never been fucked in front of so many people before, I felt this night held special meaning for me; consider it an indispensable part of my growth!
For the rest of the night, I was constantly being played with by men, mostly in front of others, because I didn't want to miss a single pornographic film. I think every man in those films had penetrated my vagina! To be honest, I just like being violated by different men. I used to have some reservations, but after watching these films, I felt that this mentality was normal. In those films, children were being violated, teenage girls like me, and some were beautiful porn stars in their twenties—I liked watching them all.
Before leaving Carl's house, I quickly cleaned myself up and then called Jenny to reconcile our statements and story. Two men offered to take me home. I chose one, and on the way, I offered to give him one last oral service, but he declined, saying he was exhausted. I got off at the bus stop I had just come from; it was only 11:30, and I still had time for more adventures. I went to my locker, retrieved my clothes, and, too lazy to go to the restroom, started changing outside. I noticed a few people were watching me, so I deliberately slacked off, spending several minutes wearing only a bra, not even underwear, my buttocks exposed. I wanted people, especially men much older than me, to see what a fourteen-year-old girl's vulva looked like! One guy probably couldn't resist anymore, came over, dragged me to a corner, and then roughly fondled my bare buttocks and vulva for several minutes.
I was somewhat hoping he would penetrate me, but he was probably afraid of being discovered having sex with a minor, and eventually ran away. I felt like I'd been cheated, but the marijuana and alcohol continued to work their magic in my head, and finally, I boldly ripped off my bra and rode my bicycle home naked. The wind cooled my burning breasts, making my rosy nipples hard. This actually made me a bit more sober. Some people stared at me, but no one tried to stop me. I felt good about the whole thing; I deliberately did things others wouldn't dare, as if by doing so, I'd become a brave rebel against society.

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