Trying to keep the past in the past
The summer after I graduated from high school, my mother and her native American boyfriend took me on a vacation to Montana. We went to what's called Indian days. We ended up staying far away from the festival in the area he grew up in. It was a very uncomfortable sistuation to be in. I was over whelmed with the attention from everyone,for it's very rare to have blonde white girl there. I never told my husband but every night I would be visited by a few of the men. I of course was nervous but I didn't fight it because I felt if I didn't let them they would have just taken it anyway. Shortly after getting back home my mother and I had a huge argument about it and I moved out. How could she let things like that happen she had to of known.why would she put me in that position to start with.
Indian days. The men men there have the largest cocks on the plains
I was 18 at the time and I to went on a Amazon adventure with several other college stunts. I am 18 5'2" blue eyed
When I was 19 several of the student at the college wanted to go on a cruise up the Amazon River to explore the natives and their customs and I was invited to go along. When we got to Alone a smaller town as far up the river a ship could go we transferred to more or less just a small paddle wheeler that took us further up the river to the starting of primitive settlements.
I stand 5'3" weigh 103 lbs a natural blond and very well proportioned, I keep myself fit by usually running some ten miles every morning and I don't do drugs of any kind, well that all changed on this trip.
We got to a small settlement which was very seldom visited by white people and they were really fascinated by me, my hair and the way I was built. At the dinner they provided for us that evening I guess I became the center of attention for the native men were doing some sort of dance twirling this smoldering rope like substance around came closer and closer to me and began swirling the smoldering rope around my head and they were wearing nothing but loin cloths and a lot of beads and dried flowers of some sort and the more they swirled the rope around my head the more I started in becoming aroused. In about fifteen minutes a older man reached out with his knife and cut the three buttons to my blouse exposing my breasts and he reached out and took my nipples in his fingers pulling me up to him and began just holding onto me and started in dancing if that is what you call it never releasing my nipples.
For nearly half a hour I was led around like this dancing and being led around to the other males by my nipples and I was touched, grabbed, and prodded by most of the men then I was led to this slab near the fire and layed down upon it and my blouse was the first to go then my shorts and I was nude but for some reason unable to do any thing about it.
Then I became theirs to do with what they had intentions all along to breed with me in a ceremony that would assure them longevity.
The elder took me first and came deep into me the down the line till the young kids were the last to deposit their cum into me. To this day some 14 years later a lot of the times I have flash backs and get all turned on wanting to go back but then again not wanting for nearly a week I was so sore it wasn't pleasurable for me at all for I was told by another that over twenty seven guys had me that night and all were hung over 10 inches and I didn't know.
How many men fucked you while you were there? Did you enjoy any of them? Were you dating your now husband back when you went on this vacation. I have a feeling your mother was fine with knowing all those men were visiting you for a good fuck, did you sucked their dicks too?
I was not dating anyone at the time, yes I committed oral sex with them. I have no idea how many men there was.
Do you ever think maybe your mom was pimping you out to these men? Maybe it was all arranged before you even got there, that you would be there for them to use as they wanted.
I'm terribly sorry your mother put you in that position and yes I'm sure she knew those men were using you for their pleasure. I don't know how long its been but there really is no reason to tell your husband. What is in your past is in the past. You should probably seek therapy to help you deal with what happened to you and the issues you have with your mother.
I tried it was just another episode of my life