When we were both younger, my sister and I loved to play with toys. I had G.I. Joes and she had many Bratz dolls. One doll in particular that she always loved was this giant, 2ft Bratz doll with interchangeable feet and clothing. I kind of found the doll creepy, but as puberty ravaged my body I began to feel something else. On more than one occasion, my sister would leave the doll in the shower (she loved bath toys) and when I would step in to shower, I would be greeted by this naked, plastic woman. I kept things casual at first; ignoring it, then glancing at it, then talking to it. Before long we shared our first kiss and not long after that we were having sex. She may have been plastic, but she knew how to please a man and the way she just took it all over her face... She was my plastic little slut and my sister never knew.
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I'm sixteen years old and i f***ing love milfs whenever i see one that is hot i cant look away its so embarassing because i get boners and sometimes they look back at me like wtf? right and then later i go home and jackoff to a mental image of them
When I was twelve one of my church friends told me to touch her "like a guy", meaning her non-existent breasts. I didn't really want to, but she promised we could go in her Jacuzzi if I did. I did it several times, ending when her mom caught us after watching a few moments. I was so embarrassed I never contacted her again. Then I saw her at my high school and avoided her like the plague the rest of the year. We never did get to go in her Jacuzzi...
I sat next to one of the popular girls in my geometry class when I was in high school. One day, I accidentally farted and, instinctively, I immediately blamed it on her. The entire class made fun of her and she lost all of her popular friends. Overtime she started doing drugs and self-mutilating herself. Currently, she's in drug rehab for the second time. And I'm the direct cause of her horrible life.