I was broken in to like it I need it so we keep him around for it

Yeah, well you know, I was too small to fight him. He got me on the floor and got on my back and humped me. Humped me until he came in his pants. That day I found out what girls were for.

He was older than me, I was thirteen and he was sixteen. I got humped a lot, anywhere he could trap me. On the bed one day he got my pants down and he humped my bare butt crack, spitting his mess up my back when he was done.

I stared him down when I saw he wanted me, but I was too small and he was too strong so I had no choice but to take it. I got his cum up my back so many times, and up my front several times when he started humping me between my legs, but he didn't take my panties off. He laughed at my panties, my mother still insisted on buying my panties at Target. I wore a camisole over my training bra, I still have no idea what was being trained.

When we were a lot older, I was already done with college. He came to me and told me that he was having trouble. We sat down at this coffee shop, outside so we could talk. He told me that he thought he was gay and he was moving to New York with a friend. I was supposed to be grown up and just listen, but I choked. He couldn't be gay, not after what he had done to me for all those years growing up. Hell I hadn't let a guy touch me because I still belonged to him.

But he was gay and he was gay with lots of mental issues and doubts and he hated being gay. I couldn't really help him. I tried being a lesbian one semester, it was okay, but the feel of a man's dick up the crack of my ass needed solving. I let this guy I met one night, fuck me. A dick in my vagina, all the way up, spitting his gunk inside me. I found out that you still have to clean up when his stuff leaks out of you.

I went back to this girl, the one that I was a lesbian with and she agreed to be my girlfriend. It was like 'will you be my girlfriend?' Silly really, but I wanted so hard to try and she was so willing to be my girlfriend. I didn't know that meant I was the 'butch' but I got the message from her. We paired up for the rest of college and I got pretty good at making love with her, and enjoying it. She was the perfect girlfriend. She understood that not all girls are one hundred percent lesbian and that from time to time I needed a dick up my crack and fucking me.

Anyway, after a long time, I realized that deep down inside this feeling for having man hump my butt crack and fuck me wasn't going away and me and my girlfriend didn't break up, we just agreed that I had to have a man in my life and she would be my sidekick. I sleep with her most nights, after sex with him, I move to her room. He knows she isn't going anywhere. If he wants to be with me, she is part of my life and he has to accept that. Fortunately there are guys who think it's cool having a lesbian as a girlfriend. No funny stuff with her, she is totally off limits to him. I need him to do his part, run his dick up my butt crack and fuck me.

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