i grew up in the suburbs near the eastern coast of texas. me and my friends all had rich families and we grew up in big houses and we were always bored out of our minds.
i went to a private school. we wore polo shirts and skirts every single day, and so the only real shot we had at personal expression was wearing the sluttiest panties possible all the time. i was a brightly-colored thong girl. my friend annie wore what could politely be called dental floss until one day her brother checked her panty drawer and told her mom and then annie had to wear normal bikini briefs for the rest of high school. our friend eva who had the soul of an artist would embroider things into her panties -- first innocuous stuff like "monday" and "tuesday" but then later messages like, "young dumb and full of cum" and "if you're seeing this i consent" and "cum here daddy." one day in gym class our teacher saw eva wearing panties that said "put it in my ass" and asked her where she bought them. when eva said she'd made them herself, our gym teacher said, "that's cool as fuck."
our gym teacher was young, recently out of college, played volleyball in college, fucked up her knee and that derailed her olympic career. she was a pillhead. one time she asked me to guess which teacher had the biggest cock. i said "have you seen all of them?" and she said, "most of them." one time after class she got in the shower in front of us. we had stalls unlike the boy's locker room but she stripped naked outside of the stall. she had a bush which was honestly like the first one i'd really ever seen.
we were all shaved and our moms were all shaved. there was absolutely no suggestion you'd ever do anything but shave everything. the gym teacher was from boston so that's how we explained it to ourselves.
here's what our lives were like after school. we'd go linger in the parking lot and smoke until a boy would offer to take us for a drive. we traveled in packs of 2 at minimum, which we understood at a subconscious level until, when i was senior, this sophomore girl kelly got in a car with a senior boy alone and disappeared. they never found her body but he went to prison, her blood was all over his truck, a fact we all found inexplicably hot.
the boys would drive us around -- the suburbs if they just had a car, and off-road if they had a truck. the truck boys were more fun, the murderer maybe excepted. when we were sophomores and juniors, we would drive off with boys our age and inevitably end up at someone's house and get in the pool in our underwear. we all had bathing suits obviously, but after school in pools it was always our underwear, and if we liked the boys we would take our bras off. we'd cup our hands over our tits almost constantly, but they'd get glimpses. but when it was the younger boys, i.e. our age, it was clear that we were not going to put out for them. they had to wait until they were older. because really, everyone understood, we were there for their older brothers or their dads. when the older brother would show up -- maybe with a friend, hopefully -- the boys who drove us there would fuck off and we'd go into bedrooms and basements to get high with the older boys and fuck them. our hands came off of our boobs and our panties came off. most of these guys were out of school, in their early 20s, roughneck boys with hard jobs and big hands. 16 year old pussy was their reward for those jobs and this was an unspoken bedrock principle of our society. we'd get railed until about 6pm, and then we'd go gather our clothes and go home. i can't tell you how often i walked through a kitchen past a guy's mom in just my panties to go get the clothes i left on her back deck. she just smiled at me. she used to be me.
like i said, sometimes there wasn't an older boy around, there was just a dad. this was harder to pull off because no wife had a job. but maybe they were at a club or a charity meeting. since we traveled in groups of two and there was only one dad, we decided amongst ourselves who got to make the move, go walk into the den where he was watching TV and act confused about where we'd put our clothes and vamp until he pulled you into his lap. most of these guys were drunks and couldn't really get it up but we'd make it work. it just seemed like that was what you did. a lot of my friends had alcoholic dads and they knew their mom was frantically spitting on his dick and stroking it and begging for it to get hard too. it was like pretending to be an adult. we loved it.
i want to say that i never had an orgasm while having all this afternoon sex. not even close. we didn't expect it. orgasms were something you gave men during sex and gave yourself before you went to bed. most of us had moms who had already given us vibrators. it was our culture. our dads didn't make our moms cum either.
one time, this girl katie walked in on her mom and her mom's best friend 69ing on a couch. she accused her mom of being a dyke and her mom said of course not, this is just a fun way to cum and not have to expect your husband to go down on you. this idea spread through my friends like wildfire, and within a few days i was licking my first pussy--my friend gretchen. it was really fun, and she reciprocated, and that was even better. this escalated, and one day my dad walked into my room when i was 17 and found me and four other girls eating each other out in what i think is called a daisy chain.
we worshipped our dads. we were raised to. we were not explicitly religious. everyone was a republican so we pretended to be religious, but our dads were the gods of the house. i didn't know anyone with a dad who was violent, just a dad who was the natural leader. every girl knew naturally that your dad should not see you naked very often, but that it should happen sometimes, and in the other times you should be strategic in your approach. my friend jenny had big tits, and so she'd wear very tight shirts when interacting with her dad. annie, the one who'd gotten in trouble for exclusively wearing g-strings, walked around in white cotton panties when her dad was in the house.
and so when my dad walked in on me with annie's head between my legs and eva's head between her legs and so on, he lingered in the door grinning at us and then said we were busy and he'd talk to me later. i went to his study when were done, in a bra and panties, to explain. he told me it was fine, and it was even fine if i liked girls. i assured him i didn't, really. he said it was all fine and we all looked so beautiful and he said to tell him next time we were doing that so he could come watch. i think he was joking, but i am a good daughter, and so a week later when i had friends over, i went and got him and told him to come watch. that evening, i got my pussy licked by several of my friends while my dad sat in the corner of my room stroking his cock. we all kept looking and he'd smile at us. it was big and very thick. i'd seen a few in that size range but on dads who could barely get hard. my dad didn't have that problem. we let him see everything. at one point i was on my hands and knees naked, my pussy and ass pointed right at him. after a while, eva broke off and started sucking his cock. he held her head and emptied his balls into her mouth. she sat up drooling cum, and i had an orgasm. you might think this would have changed my relationship with my father, but actually things stayed exactly the same.
our moms were treated as objects, so we aspired to be objects. eva's dad dabbled in photography and had a fully nude portrait of his wife hanging in their guest room. eva told us he kept it there even when her parents stayed with them. we all thought this was incredibly hot. when eva turned 18, she asked her dad to take her portrait. she circulated the resulting nude photo all over the school.
one day annie found a DVD with a video of her parents having sex on it. we all watched it. first her mother stripped nude and touched herself while he filmed her. then they fucked in a few positions. he had a very long cock and we couldn't believe how deep inside of her it went, over and over. when he pulled out he put her on the floor and she knelt there while he held her hair and jerked off onto her face. we watched that part over and over touching ourselves, even annie. then we went and got annie's brother and we showed him. when he got hard watching his mom fuck, we pulled his cock out of his pants. it was long just like his dad. all three of us stroked it, me, katie, and annie. we put annie on the floor and we jerked him off onto her face, although most of his cum got on her shirt. he went to annie's room later that night and told her she was an evil succubus and she said "that's true, i am." one day annie's dad discovered she had the DVD in her room. he was mad at her until she told him that she and her friends liked to watch it and masturbate. then he made her a copy, and started giving her other DVDs of them going at it. one day we were over there and we were watching the latest one, a video of him fucking her up the ass, and he came in and looked at us, hands in our panties, pointed at me, took me by the hand across the hall from annie's room, and fucked me from behind against the sink with the door open. annie and eva watched, touching themselves. everybody had an orgasm around the same time except for me.
our moms were all drug addicts. opioid abuse was rampant. eva's mom was the first one to overdose and die, the spring of our senior year, just before i turned 18. her mom had only been 38, young and beautiful. it was tragic but we romanticized the fuck out of it. two more moms from the school died in the same month. bad batch of pills.
eva dropped out of school. she was the woman of the house now, taking care of the household, her dad and little brother, under the watchful eye of her mom's nude portrait. she cooked, she cleaned, she started wearing her mom's clothes. we would go over to her place still and hang out with her but there was this divide now. she was a woman and we were still aimless girls. she told us she slept in her dad's bed now, often wearing her mom's lacy lingerie. she told us her dad slept naked. we told her she needed to do something, she needed to seize her role as the true woman of the house.
that night she grabbed his cock before bed, and he let her stroke it until he was close to blowing his load and he told her don't let me make a mess on these sheets. so she took him in her mouth and swallowed every drop. the next night she started earlier with her mouth. she gave him head every night for a month until he got sick of it and grabbed her and put her on her stomach and fucked her from behind. he put a pillow over her head while he drilled her and called her her mom's name when he came on her ass. her mom's wedding ring was on the nightstand and she started putting it on before bed, and when he finally noticed he stopped putting the pillow over her head and let her get on top. he kept calling her by her mother's name.
she did this for a year, and then her father started dating and so did she. eva was married and pregnant by 20. she's a part time art teacher at the high school. i asked her if the girls are as bad as we were and she said "they're worse."
