Prologue

Ok, first, I guess I need a legal disclaimer. Don't do the stuff in here with kids. Ever. That would be very bad. And illegal.

Second, no actual children were hurt in the production of this.

Third, I'm gonna say that this is a piece of fiction. Ok? This is fiction.

It is also from my diary. I kept it in my email inbox so no one could find it.

Now if that sounds like a contradiction, well, live with it. But if you are a cop or a Dateline NBC producer or a prosecutor or a child's rights advocate or some other kind of busybody, it is just fiction. Are we clear on that? Clear as mud? Good.

Now I look back and I see that I was a terrible speller. And I guess you will let me know if I still am. I am cleaning up the spelling and adding any other details that I think are important and that I remember. I am not making up extra juicy details to spice up the story. It is just the way I remember it.

I'm also getting some editing from one of my chat buddies who has come to visit me twice. I'm gonna try to get him to write that chapter.

I am doing this as part of a challenge from a couple people who are named in here... sort of. And I'm gonna see if anybody likes it.

Last thing is I am changing the names of most of the people and places. If you try hard enough you might be able to figure out the where, but it might be a place that my editor and fuck buddy knows about. And I hope you won't be able to figure out the who, unless you are a hot stud or babe with a ton of money. LOL

Chapter 1: February 2002

I was born in November of 1991. Dad ran off just a couple of weeks after I was born. He had stuck around for my sister, who is 8 years older, but I was just too much for him I guess. LOL. Mom has some pictures in the attic, and my sister had a couple in her room, but I have never seen my dad.

My mom is a good mom. She is pretty, but tired a lot. She's had a lot of jobs, but the best job ever was as evening manager at a local motel. Actually its not that local. We live in a tourist area, and we have lots of boat docks in our town, Salmon, because our town is on the river and has a harbor. Most of the motels are up at Ocean Beach, where they are on the [duh] ocean. Mom works at one of those, and if she hadn't been working evenings, I might not have anything to write about. LOL

So on a lot of weekends and in summer, mom and I hang out in the day time and she goes on dates or to work at night. I love her but she is kinda wrapped up in herself and so she is clueless about what I do. Good thing.

Now I was trying to figure out when she started telling me about sex and that I should save myself for marriage. I think it was when I was about seven. It was a big deal. Got talked to about it just about every week. And I figure that what got her thinking she should tell me about it was my sister, Brenda.

Mom is not sure where she went wrong with Brenda. That is what she says. Brenda could be pretty I guess, but as long as we have been talking about sex, mom has told me not to be like Brenda, because she is a "fat drunken whore." Thats what her own mom, my mom, calls my sister. LOL.

I don't know if she's drunk all the time, or just some of the time. She is fat though. And at least according to mom, a whore. And I learned some things about that too. Tell you later. Brenda has also been pretty mean to me. A lot, even when I was little.

We are not close, I guess you'd say.

So after my mom had been telling me every week about how "special" my "center" was, and how even if it felt good no one should touch me there, I got curious. I was laying in bed one night on my stomach and I put my hands down there in my pj's and started to rub. Holy cow. I never felt anything so good. I started masturbating at least four times a week at bed time (more likely every night.) So i was already a pretty horny girl by age eight.

Now before I tell you about what happened to me let me describe myself. At ten I was a little plain. Not fat, but not really skinny. Some baby fat. My mom and my aunt and the guys I sent pics too said I had a cute face and pretty eyes. I had brown hair, down to my shoulders and my boobs were more like blubber bumps than real tits. If I arched my back they practically disappeared. And I was a complete tomboy, always playing with the boys in town. Which is how it all started.

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In the winter of 2002, my buddy Jacob got an Xbox for Christmas. Jacob was 12, I was 10 and I went over to his house at least a couple times a week. He had a tv in his room and the xbox was hooked up. We played games... actually I mostly watched him play games.

So one day in February, i go over there. He didn't answer the door, so I let myself in and I go up to his room, and he is in the bathroom. The tv was off and I thought I'd play a game till he came out, so I turn on the tv and a movie comes on. He is watching a porno! I had never seen one before. A pretty girl was sucking a guy's cock... and it was hot. The guy. And the cock. And the movie.

When Jacob came in, he got scared and started to turn off the tv, and I said wait! He told me I could watch if I never told anybody. I promised. So we watched it.

Turns out his dad had a bunch of pornos on dvd and Jacob's xbox played them, so for the next month he would put them on when I was over and we'd watch them. One time he was rubbing the front of his pants as we watched em. He didn't think I could see him doing it, but I did. So I asked him to show me how he played with it. He said only if I can see you. So pretty soon I'm laying there on my stomach with my pants down and my hands in my panties, and he is sitting watching the porno and watching me and he has his cock out and he's jacking it.

His cock wasn't very big, and nothing like the ones on the porno, but it was about 3 1/2 inches long hard, and it was hot to watch him.

Like I said, his dad had a lot of these movies. They all look about the same, but they were fun to watch, so we did a couple times a week, him j-o'ing and me on my stomach petting the kitty. After about a month of this, Jacob scooted over next to me, puts his hand on my butt under my panties and said we should fuck like the people in the movie. I said no, remembering my mom's lectures and more than just a little scared. So he moved around in front of me and said "then do the other thing they do" and put his cock right in front of my mouth.

Now this may sound silly, but I never thought about sucking Jacob - or anybody else - before that moment. We had been laying around partly naked and I'd been watching pornos with him and it was hot to watch him jack his cock for a month, but I hadn't even thought about doing anything with him. When girls at school would talk about sucking, we all agreed it was gross and we would never do it. But now, laying here with my fingers on my puss and his cock in my face and the video on the tv, it was like the most natural thing in the world to do. So when he shook it in my face again and said "suck it" I did.

The best thing about this was that it was not at all what I expected. I had always figured a cock would taste gross and dirty and smell like piss. Jacob's dick was clean and tasted nice. And not being very big meant that I could get the whole thing in my mouth.

Obviously, he loved it, and I was getting pretty hot too. I stopped and watched the video for a moment and saw that it took the use of at least one hand (I learned better later), and lots of in and out strokes with both the mouth and the hand. So that is what I did. Jacob was just so glad to be having his dick sucked that he did not mind that I was busy taking lessons from the tv in between strokes.

Now since the only thing I knew about blow jobs was from pornos, I had no idea that most girls think it is their right to tell a guy not to cum in her mouth. (I personally don't think you should ever tell a guy that.) So when he came, I just took it right in. I showed him the cum on my tongue and then swallowed, just like in the movies.

I could have been a ten year old porn star.

Jacob was pretty happy. Then I got down on the bed, and, at his urging, shed my panties and finished my own orgasm on my back.

The whole afternoon was pretty hot. I got dressed and got home before dinner.

But I didn't think to tell Jacob one important thing: Don't tell anybody. I didn't know guys talked. I'd soon find out.