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Abducted, Shanghaied, cabin girl, sex slave dozen years used

In 1972 my father and uncle fleeing communism escaped from Czechoslovakia which became the Czech Republic since 1992. My mother fearing for her mother and sisters refused to accompany them. In spite of my mother pleading they took me, I was seven years old.
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Having no funds the secured us Steerage passage working on a tramp steamer out of the Hague in the Netherlands to New York. In steerage your quarters are a tiny room in the hull of the ship. Tramps have no deluxe cabins, ours had two old army cots and four metal walls, one bucket for elimination, period.

On our third day at sea a crewman, grunge old sailor came, got me telling me the captain wanted to meet me. He spoke Russian but knew enough of Slovak language for me to understand.

In the captain's quarters which was pure luxury compared to mine he offered me good food and a sweet soda. Then he explained that little girls must stay with him. Told me I was special and that damp old hull was no place for a pretty little girl. When I asked about my papa and uncle, he'd only say, they are good they agree you must stay with me.

A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery.

Captain now I called daddy or papa as ordered had quite a wardrobe for all size girls. The captain was no stranger to accommodating small females. After our shower he instructed me to attire in lingerie, which I'd never seen such garments. Little whore clothes too big. Captain said, serve purpose, good enough.

In all my life not even a doctor had touched my pussy or my butt hole, nobody pinched my nipples as I had no breast to speak about. Kissing a man, tongue in my mouth? That seemed so wrong.

The first male penis which captain ordered me to call, Mr. Bobo was the first I'd seen. I was not sure that men had a different thing from girls. I was at age seven experiencing as they say, end of innocence. Captain had a reel film projector where he showed me movies of what men and women do. Especially how girls suck Mr. Bobo. How when Mr. Bobo is happy, he poofs out cream to treat good girls. Soon captain was putting his fingers in my vagina using lots of smooth jelly. Captain said, this tight girl hole must be stretched or Mr. Bobo will be squeezed to death when he goes exploring. Then I would give mt first blow job. Captain slapped me a lot, not like that! Spit on him, lick him, put him deeper in your mouth. I would learn but the first time, Mr. Bobo gave me a big swallow of salty captain milk which captain forced me to swallow.

Captain began licking my vagina and my butt telling me to enjoy as it was the same for girls as when they honked Mr. Bobo. Let it feel good my little cabin whore, relax! Truthfully, it did feel good he loved doing it. It would feel better as I became less frightened. This stuff went on, often a few times a day always at night when captain would rub Mr. Bobo between my butt cheeks holding me so tight it was hard to breathe.

Xxxx Then came the night captain told me we had stretched Ms. Kitty enough, it was time for Mr. Bobo to get to know her by exploring her secret cave. Captain was not subtle, I was in horrible pain, screaming, crying but captain said, it only hurts the first few times. I do not know how much Mr. Bobo went in but captain broke my hymen at age seven, blood was everywhere. Captain said, every three days, he would allow Ms. Kitty to rest.

Yes, New York that came and back to sea. No father or uncle. Captain Said they would send for me when they got settled. Soon he would tell me that my father had decided to sell me to him, but maybe I could visit, innocence now hope was gone.

Oh, I got to leave the ship but only in ports where Patriarchy rule, like Muslim, or some form of Totalitarianism, captain would never take me off ship in Free World ports. I was no cabin girl, I was an abducted sex slave, I was Chattle, property owned by the captain.

By age ten I had what I'll call sisters. Other girls the captain had Shanghaied or even purchased. Our jobs were not only to keep the captain and Bobo happy we also were put to hard labor on the ship, working below or on deck. At night entertaining the captain and select mates on his ship.

Maybe you think we could get away, don't you? Run, run fast not look back! How ignorant liberal brainwashed Hollywood is that shit? Really? Run off in Algiers a little Caucasian girl to do? Yes! Be scooped up Buy some patriarchal Muslim or some Militant separatist In communist Europe. Order some international drug trade criminal Somewhere in South America? You betcha! Who will not take us to the United States embassy, Or wherever. Yet will keep us Finders keepers.
So you can talk Your television talk And your 1 visit to Disneyland. And if you ever which is doubtful Travel the world You'll find IT's a very different place than Hollywood. Just had to get that off my chest Which is now sprouting breast.

Then came a day when captain explained he was bored with us, he needed a new Harem Or selection of girls. Oh goody, We had been abducted Now we were going to be trafficked. And anybody that tells you there isn't a market for boys and girls Doesn't know what the hell they're talking about. And to top that off we were prime sale material, We had all been trained and were skilled in pleasing our master. Muslim men International criminals They appreciate that sort of product.

We were sold to a A new daddy In Cali, Colombia An international criminal drug lord, An oligarch by Colombian standards. At least now We could live on dry land on Terra Firma. And we were quartered in fine stables with his horses Better accommodations than on that old tramp steamer. We were actually purchased For the men who worked for him He had no need of this personally. Naked workers all day like dogs And uses all night like the sex slaves we were.

I think back in those days Sex slave owners had more class, If that's even possible Amongst that type. But today with the open border Those poor 300,000 missing children Thanks to someone you all know and love, Accompanied by the woman who threw him under the bus Who recently lost a large election. Well you can thank them. I'm sure the slave owners Who come in possession of these little children now Well thank them everyday. As they have evil thoughts And those who cause their misery will never see a prison cell.

Ask for me I finally got away, I married a gaucho Who works for the master. Hundred age 19 he took me to Buenos Aires And I was at last free. I don't think many of these 300,000 missing children Will be nearly as lucky as I was. You can be called A sex slave and traffic Can you really be lucky?

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      • Im supposed to be getting married to a nice guy but I've formed a connection with his father. We can talk for hours and spend time together without getting bored. Over the amount of time we've known each other we tyro believe we've fallen in love. Passing each other in the hallway he stopped and kissed me which I gladly returned but we both decided that we shouldn't since he's married and I'd be soon. But the next day we were alone since everyone was out for the day. I was showering and he pulled the curtain back, fully naked, and asked if he could join. Before I knew it he was in the shower with me giving me the most amazing rub down of my life. He massaged every inch of me. His rough skin with the warm water made me feel something my fiancée could never do. We got out and went to the guest bedroom. Soaking wet on the floor he ran his hand up and down my body as I rode him. He pulled me under him and went in fast. I had to bite on my lip he was going so hard. We spent the rest of the day in bed just laying with each other. He wants us to leave our partners and be together but I don't know.

      • Was really nice looking. I agreed then he got deeper asking me if I see her walking around nude or in bra and panties ever. The booze made me open up a lot so I told him I had accidentally walked in on her while she was nude or topless. He told me that he guessed I loved that a lot. I told him she still has a great body. He said he wondered what her tits looked like . I was getting hard and horny. I told him that she was a 36 C and that her nipples are always hard with very dark areolas. He asked how I knew she was a 36C and I said I had checked out her bra size a few times. We were standing close enough for nobody to notice and he lightly brushed his hand across my bulge. He said he never noticed any hard nipples and I told him it was her bra that hid them. At home she was always braless and they jiggled nicely when she moved. Again his hand brushed my bulge. He told me that he needed to go out to his car for more smokes and told me to come along so we could continue the chat. He was parked way in the back of the lot and between some vans. Does she shave he asked. I told him no but looks trimmed. I heard she plays around on your dad a bit. I told him she flirts a lot. He walked up and started to stroke my cock, tell me what you've seen the slut do. He caught me way off guard but I felt I needed to obe

      • I was in my late teens that I started enjoying gay sex. I conside myself bi and love it. My wife doesn't know but I know she has some suspicions. I went to a stag party when I was 18. I only knew a few guys there but one was my moms boss. He was about my height and in great shape. He was married and his wife was plain but pleasant. We stood at the bar talking and laughing. Talk turned to my mother and he thought she was really nice looking. I agreed then he got deeper asking me if I see her walking around nude or in bra and panties ever. The booze made me open up a lot so I told him I had accidentally walked in on her while she was nude or topless. He told me that he guessed I loved that a lot. I told him she still has a great body. He said he wondered what her tits looked like . I was getting hard and horny. I told him that she was a 36 C and that her nipples are always hard with very dark areolas. He asked how I knew she was a 36C and I said I had checked out her bra size a few times. We were standing close enough for nobody to notice and he lightly brushed his hand across my bulge. He said he never noticed any hard nipples and I told him it was her bra that hid them. At home she was always braless and they jiggled nicely when she moved. Again his hand brushed my bulge. He told me that he needed to go out to his car for more smokes and told me to come along so we could continue the chat. He was parked way in the back of the lot and between some vans

      • Does she shave he asked. I told him no but looks trimmed. I heard she plays around on your dad a bit. I told him she flirts a lot. He walked up and started to stroke my cock, tell me what you've seen the slut do. He caught me way off guard but I felt I needed to obey him. I told him that years before I had a fort in the basement made from old boxes. Parents were having a party when I hear her come downstairs to get something. I was in my fort and she had no idea I was there. A min later a friend of dads came down. He said come on. we don't have much time and tried kissing her and play with her tits. She resisted and told him not now that there was no time. Quickm he said and pulled open her blouse and lifted her bra. There she was, tits out being fondled by a frined of dads. She moaned as he pulled her nipples hard. He slapped them and she moaned harder. he told her to remove her bra and never put one on again. They came down again later where he slapped her tits some more before she sucked him off. Her boss was in shock hearing all of this. OMG I'm horny he said and pulled out his cock. Suck it was all he said and I did. He called her names and I sucked harder. Then he started to call me her name saying come on Linda, suck my cock you fucking whore. He came hard and I swallowed all. We got together often after that and I'd have more adventures to tell him of her and he made a few of his own with her. Anyone else get horny spying on a family member?

      • One Saturday night when me and my wife got home from a night out on the town , Both a bit worse for wear I would say , I got my video camera out just for a laugh and said let's make a video , Now normally she would never do anything untoward but with a few drinks in her she was quite tipsy , My wife looked really hot with what she was wearing , A blouse mini skirt high heels bra and a thong all in black , I had never got my wife on video camera before so was not expecting to much , My wife was showing her cleavage and showing a lot of leg and flashing her pants, I think she was having fun posing , we had a few more drinks then I said let's make a sexy video , My wife asked what do you want me to do , Then I said I noticed tonight Andy was chatting to you a lot I think he fancys you the way he was looking you up and down ,My wife said dont be silly thou he his good looking , So I said look at the camera has if its Andy and try and turn him on , My wife sat on the sofa it was a bit tame so I started things going , I said why don't you show Andy your tits ,Then she said do you want to see my tits Andy , she slipped her blouse off revealing her bra then I said show Andy your pants she dropped her skirt to the floor , Then I said go on she was getting into it know , My wife said do you want to see my tits Andy , She took her bra off her nipples looked hard she said I bet you want to suck my tits Andy , She was playing with her tits asking Andy to come over them , She said I'll show you something you can put your cock in Andy , She dropped her pants to the floor now all she was wearing was her shoes , My wife bent over telling Andy to push his cock up her , she said Im wet for you Andy fuck me hard , I want you to come on my face and in my mouth , I said would you really want to fuck Andy , My wife said yes bringing her self to a climax , I said I would like to show Andy this video , My wife said don't you dare.

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      • My MIL is 46 (for reference, I am 28), and I am very attracted to her. I’m not sure if it’s because I know my wife will look like her at her age, but she drives my brain wild! Every time I’m with her, I end up stealing long glances at her voluptuous DD tits. Summer is both my favorite and least favorite season to be around her, because she has a swim top that really accentuates her breasts and gives her a nice deep cleavage that I just wanna lay my head on (among other things). She also wears sheer shirts so that you can clearly see her bra supporting those large cans. I’d totally say something to her about her breasts, but I know she’s already self-conscious about me noticing her hard nipples when she doesn’t wear a bra. She complained to my wife once about not wanting to come over because she didn’t have a bra and didn’t want to tempt me to stare. My wife naively told her I wasn’t a perv who can’t help but stare at nips when they’re poking out at you. Thankfully, she did come over, and I was able to steal a few good looks at her erect eraser nipples. (God, I just wanted to wrap my tongue around them and suck and fuck) Anyway, fast forward a couple months, and I’m helping her move a mattress into her new house. I was the only one in the house, so after I was done I started snooping in her dresser for the dildo I knew she had. My dick was rock solid by the time I found it, so I pulled it out and rubbed my cock all over it. I was fantasizing about her using the dildo on herself, and I came a little and rubbed it on the dildo. I just wish I knew how she enjoyed her next session with the cum stained toy.

      • Up until six months ago, my older half sister and I didn’t know about each other (long story involving an unfaithful asshole of a dad). She’s much older than me, she’s 37 and I’m 22. There was no ill will when we met. We actually got along almost instantly, way too well actually.
        She’s very open minded and very forward. She took me out one weekend for some sibling bonding, but within minutes it started to feel kind of like a date. She openly said it and asked if felt like doing something crazy. Next thing I know we’re making out in a hotel room. It didn’t feel weird, and I didn’t have any objections. My first thought when I first met her was that she was gorgeous and just my type: petite, slender woman with a sweet smile, dark eyes, brown straight her down to her shoulders, small tits, a small trace of a belly and a round, delicious ass. That ás also my first time fucking a woman in the ass: she wanted it that way, not only to avoid pregnancy, but because it drove her nuts. After the best fuck session I’d ever had, she confessed to being engaged, but that she wasn’t sure. At first I didn’t feel ok with her cheating on her fiancé with me. But was so hooked on the experience we kept on meeting up for sex.

      • He struggled a bit and boy did it hurt, I totally forgot we’re being watched, he had to force into my pussy spreading my legs wide I swear I had never seen or felt a dick so big, I let him do what he wanted to me, he didn’t last to long thou my legs were numb and shaking I even cried cause it hurt so bad..I was now his property and everyone knew it..So I end up pregnant he did the man thing and married me, I didn’t even finish high school, but enough of that I want to tell you how he would just fuck me he never asked or was romantic he knew I was younger so when he wanted to fuck he fucked would force his huge cock in me so far and stretch my pussy so bad that I would bleed almost every time we ended up having two girls and boy one right after the other he was never home he was always out with friends I ended up leaving him and moved to USA he tried to get back with me but I didn’t, he ended up getting caught crossing the border with drugs, so that’s where things changed I was no longer a sex slave, so I guess I wanted what wasn’t mine, I purposely started fucking my girlfriends boyfriends and boy did I like it a total slut nobody ever knew, I finally started enjoying sex with guys that had smaller dicks then my ex, I loved getting drunk out friends I was always the single one, but I got really good at finding away to slip out back or a bedroom or bathroom where ever I let these guys fuck me how ever they wanted I sucked dick let them cum in my mouth and swallowed it was a total rush

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      • My MIL is 46 (for reference, I am 28), and I am very attracted to her. I’m not sure if it’s because I know my wife will look like her at her age, but she drives my brain wild! Every time I’m with her, I end up stealing long glances at her voluptuous DD tits. Summer is both my favorite and least favorite season to be around her, because she has a swim top that really accentuates her breasts and gives her a nice deep cleavage that I just wanna lay my head on (among other things). She also wears sheer shirts so that you can clearly see her bra supporting those large cans. I’d totally say something to her about her breasts, but I know she’s already self-conscious about me noticing her hard nipples when she doesn’t wear a bra. She complained to my wife once about not wanting to come over because she didn’t have a bra and didn’t want to tempt me to stare. My wife naively told her I wasn’t a perv who can’t help but stare at nips when they’re poking out at you. Thankfully, she did come over, and I was able to steal a few good looks at her erect eraser nipples. (God, I just wanted to wrap my tongue around them and suck and fuck) Anyway, fast forward a couple months, and I’m helping her move a mattress into her new house. I was the only one in the house, so after I was done I started snooping in her dresser for the dildo I knew she had. My dick was rock solid by the time I found it, so I pulled it out and rubbed my cock all over it. I was fantasizing about her using the dildo on herself, and I came a little and rubbed it on the dildo. I just wish I knew how she enjoyed her next session with the cum stained toy... I’d totally try to hit on her or make subtle hints that I’d be willing to fuck her, but she can’t keep a secret and I know she’d slip and say something to my wife or other family. I just wish I could actually get a glimpse of her topless or her pussy...

      • Up until six months ago, my older half sister and I didn’t know about each other (long story involving an unfaithful asshole of a dad). She’s much older than me, she’s 37 and I’m 22. There was no ill will when we met. We actually got along almost instantly, way too well actually.
        She’s very open minded and very forward. She took me out one weekend for some sibling bonding, but within minutes it started to feel kind of like a date. She openly said it and asked if felt like doing something crazy. Next thing I know we’re making out in a hotel room. It didn’t feel weird, and I didn’t have any objections. My first thought when I first met her was that she was gorgeous and just my type: petite, slender woman with a sweet smile, dark eyes, brown straight her down to her shoulders, small tits, a small trace of a belly and a round, delicious ass. That ás also my first time fucking a woman in the ass: she wanted it that way, not only to avoid pregnancy, but because it drove her nuts. After the best fuck session I’d ever had, she confessed to being engaged, but that she wasn’t sure. At first I didn’t feel ok with her cheating on her fiancé with me. But was so hooked on the experience we kept on meeting up for sex.
        A month into it, she broke up with her fiancé. She admitted it was because of me: she can’t stop thinking about fucking together, and neither can I. She told me a few days ago that she doesn’t mind the taboo, and that if I’m into it she’d like to make this a serious thing. I’d love to, as well, but I’m more conscious about the whole “you’re siblings” issue...

      • He struggled a bit and boy did it hurt, I totally forgot we’re being watched, he had to force into my pussy spreading my legs wide I swear I had never seen or felt a dick so big, I let him do what he wanted to me, he didn’t last to long thou my legs were numb and shaking I even cried cause it hurt so bad..I was now his property and everyone knew it..So I end up pregnant he did the man thing and married me, I didn’t even finish high school, but enough of that I want to tell you how he would just fuck me he never asked or was romantic he knew I was younger so when he wanted to fuck he fucked would force his huge cock in me so far and stretch my pussy so bad that I would bleed almost every time we ended up having two girls and boy one right after the other he was never home he was always out with friends I ended up leaving him and moved to USA he tried to get back with me but I didn’t, he ended up getting caught crossing the border with drugs, so that’s where things changed I was no longer a sex slave, so I guess I wanted what wasn’t mine, I purposely started fucking my girlfriends boyfriends and boy did I like it a total slut nobody ever knew, I finally started enjoying sex with guys that had smaller dicks then my ex, I loved getting drunk out friends I was always the single one, but I got really good at finding away to slip out back or a bedroom or bathroom where ever I let these guys fuck me how ever they wanted I sucked dick let them cum in my mouth and swallowed it was a total rush, I was really good at not getting caught, I would really play the part out to a tee.

      • I’m from a small border town, my parents were poor and divorced when I was young my mom raised me and my brother at my grandparents house, I was close to my dad, but my mom didn’t care she was done with him, this is where it all started, I guess I was in search of male in my life, so in high school I found a way to sneak around with guys to have fun and I guess guys way of having fun with girl is sex, so I started fucking and before I knew it I met a older guy he was already out of high school all my guy friends look up to him, little did I know why.. By this time one or two sexual encounters but nothing to say wow.. we we’re young but that’s how I got popular, I hadn’t had a orgasm, cause I didn’t know, yes had two or more guys fuck me at the same time, I like it but it was my way of fitting in I was the cool chic I had more guy friends then girls so now I’m 5’3 long brown hair nice ass and C-cup tits.. Now I really turn heads so I knew this older guy with a car he asked me out and I went out with him, I was so excited one thing lead to next we start kissing he starts touching me and of coarse I loved it. He didn’t even ask me in any way he just went for my pussy and me even more excited he took my clothes off as he was finger banging me I didn’t say a word I was totally naked on the hood of his car and I know the neighbors could see me, it’s like they all knew this was gonna happen and they were waiting for it I being young and wanting to be the girl that was wanted by all, it’s about 6 in the evening he turns around and takes off his clothes so now we’re both bare naked, then he asked me to close my eyes and I did, he started kissing me and touching my pussy I was actually very excited then he tells turn around and I did,WOW HIS DICK WAS HUGE!!

      • We had a new years eve party at our house,it was just me and my wife sasha,our daughter Sophia and her boyfriend Ben and sasha's mother Diane,we were all pretty drunk and celebrated new year,Ben and myself were in the kitchen and he asked me if I liked cocaine and pulled out a bag of it! I really like you Ben I said laughing as he made two lines up, he gave me a note and we both sniffed the lines,Diane came out the kitchen and saw us! Is that what I think it is? Oops I said Diane you've caught us! I haven't tried any of that since the 70s she said, well there's no time like the present Diane I said! I persuaded her to have a line and then sasha and Sophia caught us red handed! Mum! Nan! What are you doing they both said? This stuff was all the rage in the 70s you know Diane said sniffing her line, can the girls have some Diane asked? I just shrugged my shoulders to sasha and said are you having any? Sasha was a bit hesitant but Sophia was well up for it saying cmon mum it'll be fun! Now with us all being high especially the girls the fun really started! Who wants to dance Sophia asked? Me ,I do said Diane and sasha and started dancing in the lounge to the music Sophia had put on, they were bumping their bums against each other and laughing saying cmon guys, Sophia pulled Ben against her and started feeling his cock! Sophia behave yourself please her mother said! Oh shut up sasha said Diane and put her hands on Ben's arse and danced with him and Sophia! Mmm nice bum Diane said to Ben! Not as nice as his cock nanny Sophia said!! Well say something sasha said to me! Like what babe! I don't know just do something, I didn't! While we were in discussion Sophia had taken Ben's cock out and was asking her grandma what she thought of it!

      • I got on top of him and slid his cock inside me. He didn’t last very long. Maybe 5 minutes. Busted his nut hard and fast. He said, “Sorry I didn’t last long. What about you? Did you cum?” I said, “No dear. I take a bit more. No worries though. There’s always next time.” He said, “When will next time be?” I said, “Well, your father needs sex a couple times a week. So there’s the other 5 days unless you are ok with sloppy seconds.” He said, “Hmm…guess we will see.”

        Went downstairs. Didn’t clean up. Steve said, “Uh…what happened up there?” I pulled his pants off and got on top of him. I slid his cock inside me. I said, “Feel that?” He said, “Feel what?” I said, “Your son’s load.” He said, You had sex with him?” I said, “Well yeah. He’s not gonna learn anything jacking off. Gotta teach that boy how to work a pussy or else he’s gonna find the woman of his dreams and bust his nut in 15 seconds.”

        Steve wants sex every Wednesday and Saturday. He takes care of the me and the house and I give him what he wants. Ryan was shy about having sex with his step mother but once he realized i was a sure thing, that changed. That first year, he and I had sex every single day. There were times that he wanted it twice a day.

        He’s now 22 and got a good job and is buying a house. He has a girlfriend and we haven’t had sex in 2 months now. I know this was supposed to be the end game but you can’t just go from having sex every day for 4 years to nothing at all.

      • I went upstairs and opened the door. Ryan quickly pulled the covers over himself. Ryan said, “Stacy! What are you doing up here? And why are you naked?” I said, “We need to talk.” He said, “Ok but can it be later? I’m in the middle of something.” I started to pull the covers off him but he held them with his hand. I said, “Ryan. Let me see what’s underneath. You aren’t hiding drugs are you?” I pulled the covers off him and saw him nude with a bottle of lube next to him.

        He had a pretty nice cock for an 18 year old. I didn’t measure but he’s bigger than his father. I said, “Wow. You have a nice cock there.” Ryan said, “Mom! WTF?” I said, “What? You do. Look it’s totally ok to masturbate. I do it. Your father does it. Only issue we have is we can hear when you are doing it.” He said, “Oh. Wow. I didn’t know.” I said, “Are you not having sex? You masturbate quite a lot.” He said, “I don’t wanna deal with a girl and school at the same time.” I said, “Are you still a virgin?” He said, “No but I’ve only done it just the one time. After prom.” I said, “Then you could use some practice.” He said, “Well, I don’t really have the opportunity to practice.” I said, “You don’t want to finally get a girl and bust a nut 30 seconds into sex do you?” He said, “What do you suggest?” I said, “scooch over.”

        He moved over. I got on the bed with him. I reached over and grabbed his cock. I started to stroke it. He was half hard and I quickly got him hard again. I got between his legs and started sucking his dick. He said, “What about dad?” I said, “What about him? Want me to have him come up here?” He said, “Uh…no. But what if he finds out what we are doing?” I said, “He knows you were up here jacking off and he knows that I came up here nude. In about 5 or so minutes, he will be able to figure out what we are doing up here.”

      • I’m a 47 year old married white woman. I’ve been married for 14 years. My husband had a son when we met. Currently my step son Ryan is 22. I’ve been having sex with him with my husband’s knowledge for 4 years now.

        My stepson’s room is upstairs and partially over the master bedroom. There is a wall vent that allows heat to go up into his room. The downside is that we can hear what goes on up there on occasion.

        Ryan had turned 18 a few months prior to what was about to happen. He was in college and able to live at home and save money on dorm fees. He didn’t have a girlfriend as he was trying to concentrate on his studies. Only problem is that this meant he masturbated…a lot.

        It was about 8pm. I had been out of the shower about 20 minutes. I usually just chill on the bed naked with the towel on the bed. Nothing particularly sexual about it. Just air drying before I lotioned up my body. My husband, Steve was messing around on his phone when we could hear porn coming from the vent. Steve said, “Your son is up there at it again.” I listened. I said, “Yep. Damn near every night now.” He said, “I’m gonna go up there and take care of this.” I said, “No you aren’t. You can’t just go bust in there while he’s jerking off. What if I got mad every time you jerked off? I’ll go take care of it.”

        I got up and started to walk out of the room. Steve said, “You gonna get dressed?” I said, “Not till I lotion up.” He said, “You’re going up there naked?” I said, “Yep. I’m not ashamed of my body. You don’t mind when I walk around nude. He hasn’t found it uncomfortable yet. It will be ok.”

      • Mmm what do you think sasha? Her mother asked holding her granddaughter's boyfriend's cock in her hand? Omg I need another line sasha said! Woohoo yeah nan Sophia shouted as she danced! Sophia took her top off and danced with her tits out! Omg sasha said now fully feeling the effects of the coke! She was really high and joined in dancing with Sophia, Ben's cock was rock hard now as Diane wanked him off, suck it suck it suck it chanted my wife and daughter! They clapped as Diane dropped to the floor and sucked Ben's cock! Ben looked at me and just laughed! Now sasha was getting her tits out dancing with Sophia! She came over to me and rubbed my cock asking if I was in the mood! Yeah but after another line I said! We all had more coke and now it was Diane's turn to get her tits out! I pulled out my cock and told sasha to suck it as Diane sucked Ben's cock! Nice cock dad Sophia said laughing! Don't be so naughty Sophia her mother said licking my shaft! I watched my daughter take the rest of her clothes off and telling Ben to fuck her

      • In the captain's quarters which was pure luxury compared to mine he offered me good food and a sweet soda. Then he explained that little girls must stay with him. Told me I was special and that damp old hull was no place for a pretty little girl. When I asked about my papa and uncle, he'd only say, they are good they agree you must stay with me.

        A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery.

        Captain now I called daddy or papa as ordered had quite a wardrobe for all size girls. The captain was no stranger to accommodating small females. After our shower he instructed me to attire in lingerie, which I'd never seen such garments. Little whore clothes too big. Captain said, serve purpose, good enough.

        In all my life not even a doctor had touched my pussy or my butt hole, nobody pinched my nipples as I had no breast to speak about. Kissing a man, tongue in my mouth? That seemed so wrong.

        The first male penis which captain ordered me to call, Mr. Bobo was the first I'd seen. I was not sure that men had a different thing from girls. I was at age seven experiencing as they say, end of innocence. Captain had a reel film projector where he showed me movies of what men and women do. Especially how girls suck Mr. Bobo. How when Mr. Bobo is happy, he poofs out cream to treat good girls. Soon captain was putting his fingers in my vagina using lots of smooth jelly. Captain said, this tight girl hole must be stretched or Mr. Bobo will be squeezed to death when he goes .

      • On our third day at sea a crewman, grunge old sailor came, got me telling me the captain wanted to meet me. He spoke Russian but knew enough of Slovak language for me to understand.

        In the captain's quarters which was pure luxury compared to mine he offered me good food and a sweet soda. Then he explained that little girls must stay with him. Told me I was special and that damp old hull was no place for a pretty little girl. When I asked about my papa and uncle, he'd only say, they are good they agree you must stay with me.

        A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery.

        Captain now I called daddy or papa as ordered had quite a wardrobe for all size girls. The captain was no stranger to accommodating small females. After our shower he instructed me to attire in lingerie, which I'd never seen such garments. Little whore clothes too big. Captain said, serve purpose, good enough.

        In all my life not even a doctor had touched my pussy or my butt hole, nobody pinched my nipples as I had no breast to speak about. Kissing a man, tongue in my mouth? That seemed so wrong.

      • In 1972 my father and uncle fleeing communism escaped from Czechoslovakia which became the Czech Republic since 1992. My mother fearing for her mother and sisters refused to accompany them. In spite of my mother pleading they took me, I was seven years old.
        .
        Having no funds the secured us Steerage passage working on a tramp steamer out of the Hague in the Netherlands to New York. In steerage your quarters are a tiny room in the hull of the ship. Tramps have no deluxe cabins, ours had two old army cots and four metal walls, one bucket for elimination, period.

        On our third day at sea a crewman, grunge old sailor came, got me telling me the captain wanted to meet me. He spoke Russian but knew enough of Slovak language for me to understand.

        In the captain's quarters which was pure luxury compared to mine he offered me good food and a sweet soda. Then he explained that little girls must stay with him. Told me I was special and that damp old hull was no place for a pretty little girl. When I asked about my papa and uncle, he'd only say, they are good they agree you must stay with me.

        A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery

      • Having no funds the secured us Steerage passage working on a tramp steamer out of the Hague in the Netherlands to New York. In steerage your quarters are a tiny room in the hull of the ship. Tramps have no deluxe cabins, ours had two old army cots and four metal walls, one bucket for elimination, period.

        On our third day at sea a crewman, grunge old sailor came, got me telling me the captain wanted to meet me. He spoke Russian but knew enough of Slovak language for me to understand.

        In the captain's quarters which was pure luxury compared to mine he offered me good food and a sweet soda. Then he explained that little girls must stay with him. Told me I was special and that damp old hull was no place for a pretty little girl. When I asked about my papa and uncle, he'd only say, they are good they agree you must stay with me.

        A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery.

        Captain now I called daddy or papa as ordered had quite a wardrobe for all size girls. The captain was no stranger to accommodating small females. After our shower he instructed me to attire in lingerie, which I'd never seen such garments. Little whore clothes too big. Captain said, serve purpose, good enough.

      • By age ten I had what I'll call sisters. Other girls the captain had Shanghaied or even purchased. Our jobs were not only to keep the captain and Bobo happy we also were put to hard labor on the ship, working below or on deck. At night entertaining the captain and select mates on his ship.

        Maybe you think we could get away, don't you? Run, run fast not look back! How ignorant liberal brainwashed Hollywood is that shit? Really? Run off in Algiers a little Caucasian girl to do? Yes! Be scooped up Buy some patriarchal Muslim or some Militant separatist In communist Europe. Order some international drug trade criminal Somewhere in South America? You betcha! Who will not take us to the United States embassy, Or wherever. Yet will keep us Finders keepers.
        So you can talk Your television talk And your 1 visit to Disneyland. And if you ever which is doubtful Travel the world You'll find IT's a very different place than Hollywood. Just had to get that off my chest Which is now sprouting breast.

        Then came a day when captain explained he was bored with us, he needed a new Harem Or selection of girls. Oh goody, We had been abducted Now we were going to be trafficked. And anybody that tells you there isn't a market for boys and girls Doesn't know what the hell they're talking about. And to top that off we were prime sale material, We had all been trained and were skilled in pleasing our master. Muslim men International criminals They appreciate that sort of product.

      • A few years later I would discover I was not his first little girl nor was my papa and uncle the first guardians to find their way overboard into the dark cold sea. Yet for now, the captain would shower with me, himself washing me thoroughly. I began to protest which was met by a severe shaking screaming loud words, I am the captain you are my little cabin girl, you will do exactly as I tell you. I was about to learn all about slavery.

        Captain now I called daddy or papa as ordered had quite a wardrobe for all size girls. The captain was no stranger to accommodating small females. After our shower he instructed me to attire in lingerie, which I'd never seen such garments. Little whore clothes too big. Captain said, serve purpose, good enough.

        In all my life not even a doctor had touched my pussy or my butt hole, nobody pinched my nipples as I had no breast to speak about. Kissing a man, tongue in my mouth? That seemed so wrong.

        The first male penis which captain ordered me to call, Mr. Bobo was the first I'd seen. I was not sure that men had a different thing from girls. I was at age seven experiencing as they say, end of innocence.

      • We were sold to a A new daddy In Cali, Colombia An international criminal drug lord, An oligarch by Colombian standards. At least now We could live on dry land on Terra Firma. And we were quartered in fine stables with his horses Better accommodations than on that old tramp steamer. We were actually purchased For the men who worked for him He had no need of this personally. Naked workers all day like dogs And uses all night like the sex slaves we were.

        I think back in those days Sex slave owners had more class, If that's even possible Amongst that type. But today with the open border Those poor 300,000 missing children Thanks to someone you all know and love, Accompanied by the woman who threw him under the bus Who recently lost a large election. Well you can thank them. I'm sure the slave owners Who come in possession of these little children now Well thank them everyday. As they have evil thoughts And those who cause their misery will never see a prison cell.

        Ask for me I finally got away, I married a gaucho Who works for the master. Hundred age 19 he took me to Buenos Aires And I was at last free. I don't think many of these 300,000 missing children Will be nearly as lucky as I was. You can be called A sex slave and traffic Can you really be lucky?

      • That was terrible, I hope you can live a better life. I care about you.

      • THIS IS VERY GOOD ! ! !

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