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Subject: {ASSM} Kathy's Story (ff fm reluc)
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Date: Fri, 03 Aug 2007 10:10:02 -0400
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I wrote this to a friend recently as a recounting of past events, and
on reflection thought others may like to read this. My name is kathy,
or Kat to my friends, and this is my story -

So, where do I start -

Back when I was 13 I knew I was different from other girls, not in the
obvious way but another. You see modern religion has never really done
it for me as it is based on control and obvious falseness, but I knew
from the complexity and beauty of nature, that there had to be a
controlling force. Stay with me I'll get to the wet bits soon.

The older nature based religions sparked an interest in me even though
Christianity was forced down me, as they were very moralistic and
respectful of all, especially nature. Now modern religion came along
and to outlaw those before it, they were demonised and made scary. I
therefore became a Wiccan, practising Wiccancraft, or as it's also
known, Witchcraft.

For a while I worshiped and spellcrafted in solitary keeping it a
closely guarded secret from my Mother, Father and elder Brother who
was 16. This was helped by the fact that my parents went away to their
static caravan every weekend, leaving my Brother in charge of the
house and he was out hunting pussy almost continuously. Now Witches
wear a sign that other Witches can recognise so that we may know one
another. One day through this I met another young Witch, Sharon, who
was also 13 too and in my school. We became good friends and began to
craft together planning our rituals at my house when we were alone.
There was nothing evil in what we were doing as a ritual was about
celebrating nature and casting the odd spell to help someone we knew.

Sharon was a beautiful girl with quite long blond hair and a lovely
slim figure. I didn't know it at the time but I fancied her, but when
we were 14yo it all went a bit Pete Tong as my Brother came home early
one evening and caught us in mid ritual. Sharon shot off home in tears
and I tried to work it out with my Brother who was going to tell my
Mother, who I know would have gone ballistic and probably would have
called in a Priest to exorcise me.

I was in a panic and I knew I had to make him an offer he couldn't
resist and I don't know what came over me, but I offered to suck him
off in exchange for his silence. Now I had never had a boyfriend or
any sexual experiences apart from playing with my pussy, but I had
seen some porn on a video my Father had hidden so I knew the
mechanics.

He agreed of course, what horny teenage hormone controlled boy
wouldn't. So there and then I had to take his cock in my virgin mouth
and give him his blowjob. God he loved it and I found it wasn't so bad
either but when he started leaking I didn't expect that and was a bit
put off, but his cock tasted nice. I found that if he thrust in he
kept gagging me so I laid him down and I controlled the pace and the
penetration. I finished him off with my hand and his spunk went
everywhere, my face, hair, clothes and I freaked a bit.

From then on it started to get a little out of hand. He wanted more
and more, and I generally ended up sucking him off twice a day every
day even though our parents were only downstairs, plus he had started
grabbing my head and making me swallow his cum. This made me want to
throw up initially but I guess I got used to it if not good at it.

Sharon knew nothing of this deal other than I had managed to secure
his silence, something for which she was grateful as her parents were
to be feared too. We carried on our rituals in secret but I was
beginning to have stronger more sexual feelings for her and I started
to peak at her when she put on her cloak (we were naked underneath)
and she started to be the fantasy for my masturbation sessions. Her
sweet little pussy had a small amount of blond hair and I was dying to
taste it.

I realised then that I was probably gay and my interest in boys was
tempered by the fact that all they seem to want was to cum and then
ignore you.  Maybe I was somewhat bi-sexual as although sucking my
Brother off was a chore every day, I did like the way I could make him
squirm with my tongue and he would beg to cum.

One day after building up my nerve, I suggested to Sharon that we try
our ritual in the nude, as it was in respect of nature (would she
realise I just wanted to look at her gorgeous pussy), and to my
surprise she agreed. I couldn't concentrate at all as all I could do
was look at her and imagine licking her all over. Afterwards I just
felt so horny I grabbed her and kissed her on the mouth long and hard,
to which she responded passionately. I took her up to my room, laid
her on the bed and licked and licked her to plenty of nice sounding
and wet climaxes. I was right, her pussy tasted beautiful. She then
ate me out and it was the most erotic moment of my life cumming all
over her mouth. We fell in love kissing and licking for what seemed
like ages.

My brother signed up to join the Army and a month before he was due to
go, he fucked me, which for the first time wasn't a nice experience. I
think that because he had control over me he was a bit rough and he
came inside me which was hell of a risk. He fucked me a lot over that
final month but he could never make me cum like Sharon did although I
did persuaded him to stop shooting in my pussy as long as I swallowed
it again. He finally left.

Sharon and I made love up to just after my 18th birthday and sadly she
had to move to Canada with her family. It was a tearful goodbye.

I tried dating a boy I knew but he just wanted to fuck me again. I let
him do it once and then got rid. Lesbian sex was definitely better,
although I've had to make do with a vibrator (a very nice one though)
ever since. I went to a Lesbian club once but the dykes are very scary
and very unfeminine. I have to be very careful though, as my parents
are very strict, if only they knew !

I want another long-term relationship where we live together. It'll
probably make my parents scream but my Father will probably have a
secret hardon, judging by his porno tape.

That's my life, that's me. Here I am !

Kat

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