Childhood sexual story thread

Childhood sexual story thread

is that an inkling from Splatoon?

Yes

Just gonna Migrate here
Since this thread is more on topic.

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Anyone want a tale of How I lost my Virginity when I was 9? or is that too old?

Doesn't matter

Alright off I go.
I started writing this a few months ago just in short bursts. I felt like writing this because Zoey and a few friends wanted something more condensed. So we are working on it together just as a very small hobby. (We aren't done writing it yet, but I want an opinion, 100% percent open to suggestions and comments.

>I grew up in a small corner of Salt lake city barely edging the surrounding woods. Our neighborhood wasn’t at all loud, but we weren’t secluded. Mostly some speed bumps here and there to keep teenagers from racing, but never any stop lights. You would go to the grocery store and know everyone by name, or else they were visiting.

>The majority of my childhood I spend with friends or shoveling snow piles during the winter, and occasionally visiting relatives across seas. In no way we upper-class, but we didn’t spend as much as others since only my Mom and I living together in that house. Except for Zoey.

>Now I’ve known Zoey all my life having had her as a next door neighbor since I twenty two days old. We’ve always been inseparable doing everything together. Our childhoods were so mixed it’s hard to describe without mentioning Zoey as a sidekick.

>Our adventures consisted of exploring our small Utah neighborhood, late night patrols at the nearby park and camping out in our backyards during warm summer nights. Our families were very close with each other, we were often bathed together as toddlers. She felt like a sibling never as a friend, and she would express it the herself the same way.

>It never went to the extreme of calling each other brother and sister, but we felt completely natural just being around each other. Hell it was easier for our parents just telling people we were related, than saying we were good friends.

>She is twelve and I'm only ten
>buried in this soft mountain of pillows
>Parents away
>She asks me have I been touched, have I done the thing with anyone yet?
>Silence - a shy "no"
>And there is nothing that we'd rather share
>Than that bodily warmth if we'd dare
>But she's already twelve and I am just a child
>WARM AND SHY
>She's so OLD - already twelve and I am only ten than was me, young and free, there and then

>We didn’t look that different either way, so there wasn’t much of a divide aspect wise. She had a lighter face, and shiny black hair going down to her shoulder blades. Brown eyes that would appear hazel during summer nights and a thin frame and body.

>Since puberty hadn’t hit yet we were the roughly the same height if not me being a tad taller. The only drastic differences between us were my 2 scars on my cheeks, and my slightly darker skin tone. Everything else looked pretty on par while we grew up, until I turned out to be a foot taller than her during and after high school.

>To say we did everything together is an understatement, during primary school the early bird would get up and race to the other’s house, wake them up, and eat breakfast at the whoevers family was assigned that day: It was just normal.

>After school we would walk back home, and spend the rest of the day together goofing off either in the woods or nearby park. If it wasn’t a school night then we would stay at each other's house and share a bed together. During the summer. a bed would be sleeping bags, a makeshift tent over our heads, and small fire being contained by surrounding rocks. Rinse and repeat for as long as I can remember.

>Things had stayed relatively normal between us, but as we got older we started developing ourselves very quickly. I found out what pornography was with the help of the family computer, and showed Zoey when our parents were out.

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>We cringed and wondered what they were doing, but we just kept staring at the screen as it somewhat hypnotized us. We knew it was wrong, altho we had almost no knowledge of it’s meaning.

>We were around seven years old and it only lasted for a maximum of ten seconds before getting spooked off the pop-up ridden site, but it stays so vivid in our minds that I can recall the color of the actress’s hair all the way down to the furniture she was getting pounded on. We rest of our day was spent playing with the hose outside, and watching The Jungle Book before bed.

>Two years passed, and it gradually built up our curiosity. At the age of Nine we started getting increasingly more curious about each other, and that all sparked during one of her mother's summer parties. Susie -Zoey’s sister had just been born a few weeks before, and the family threw a small party in the living room.

>We had gotten increasingly bored after hanging around with the adults upstairs, and headed downstairs to her room right below the party. Loud chatter and music echoed in her room, as we felt the vibrations of footsteps upstairs.

>Her room was a tad messy with some shirts on the floor and colorful socks scattered around. We sat down on her bed and started up her Gamecube, we had played Kirby’s Air Ride more times than I can count having the melody of Townsquare with a persistent beeping ringing in my head as I write this.

>The heat in the room was stifling; well over 90 degrees due to the old age of the house mixed with our sweat from getting excited while playing. We took a break to cool off and I started taking off my jacket, shoes and white socks.

>Apparently she had the same idea, as when I turned back from lifting my jacket over my head I spotted her in the corner of the room fully undressing herself into her bright pink and purple pajamas.

I have one story where two 11 year old girls tried to pull my pants off on a trampoline but it's boring

>And sex was always there from when I was only eight years - tempting me leave thirsty sweat, skin, a pulse divine to balance this restless mind. it seemed so wonderfully physical.

>The blood, the lust, the bodies that color the world: all drugs to die for! Won't you share my fire? How can love make that world a minefield of forbidden ground? A map of untouchable skin and silenced desire?

>And love was there in vain, profound and deep but traced with pain - too early for a child of ten loving the pure and sane he sought the goddess unstained - watching them turn to flesh again hungry for both the purity and sin life seemed to him merely like a galleryof how to be

>And I was always much more human than I wished to be but there is a logic to my world, if you could only see

Wishing - Sickened - Ill - Ticking

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>I couldn’t help but stare since I'd never felt this feeling voyeur before, my pants slowly starting to feel tighter as my heartbeat began to run.

>She was completely nude having her pink skin glossy with sweat, and hair uncontrollably gripping her nape. She bent over pulling up her pants from the floor giving me a front row seat--It was then that she caught me. I immediately felt my cheeks grow hot with embarrassment.

>“Give me a minute so I can change, then we can go back and play”. Embarrassed having been caught, I quickly went back to the bed. A few seconds later, I felt Zoey sink the bed next to me, quietly laying on her stomach shifting as to get comfortable.

>We played a few more games and by that time we’d gotten bored again. I didn’t dare look back at her, as my cheeks had only gotten redder as I shifted around perverse thoughts.

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also cont

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>This is not who I wanted to be, this is not what I wanted to see. She's so young so why don't I feel free now that she is here under me?

>And then after all it lead me here to wake up again seeking a love that might make me feel free in myself but then it proves to be something that hurts inside when we touch, so I move on, I lose my way astray. I'm trying too much to feel unchained, to burn out this sense of feeling cold and every day I seek my prey: someone to taste and to hold. I feel alive during the split second when they smile and meet my eyes but I could cry 'cause I feel broken inside!

>Come and drown with me- the undertow will sweep us away! and you will see that I'm addicted to my honesty. Trust me! 'Cause after all my sense of truth once brought me here
But I've lost control and I don't know if I am true to my soul Im losing control and I don't know if I am TRUE AT ALL...

>And we were always much more human than we wished to be... And I remember when she said she's been under him - I was suprised to feel such pain, and all those years of being faithful to her despite the hunger flowing through my veins and I have always tried to calm things down - SWALLOW down swallow down "It's just another small thorn in my crown" but suddenly one day there was too much blood in my eyes, and I had to take this walk down REMEDY LANE of whens and whys..

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>Having the heat of the room smothering us. We laid together on the bed and talked about school, during which we continued hearing footsteps upstairs. While on the topic of other students in class she said, “How do you like my new pajamas, I planned to show them off for Sleep-in Thursday”, an event in which you dress up in pajamas to get points against the other grades as a fundraiser.

>“They look nice” I replied, a little too quickly showing my steaming cheeks. There was an awkward silence. The heat of the room still slowly rising as I could see beads of sweat on her forehead. “Why did you turn away so quickly, when you watched me put on my pj’s” she asked curiously. “I don’t know” I said clearly blushing , “you looked very pretty and I felt weird looking at you” I frowned and turned the other way.

>She jabbed my back ribs a few times before sitting up. “Come on get up! I’m bored and there’s nothing to do.” Quickly rotating towards her I said “ Alright then what do you want to do?” having thought I escaped the situation.

>She looked around the room and quickly pounced on top of me pinning my hands down on to her sheets. “Lets fight!”, she said keeping me restraint with a playful grin. I quickly turned my hips to knock her off her balance making her hit the edge of the bed.

Bump

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>I quickly turned my hips to knock her off her balance slamming her to the edge of the bed. I stayed there catching my breath, as the heat itself made moving around a dense chore. She got up slamming onto the floor and started pulling at my legs trying to make me cascade of the bed.
>I pulled sheets and cover off as I descended on my trek, I Laid down on the carpeted floor letting it soak up all moisture from my back she proclaimed “You won’t get back on my bed so easily now!” ending with a expression of game on her face, but just as much exhaustion and panting as me.
>I sprung up viciously trying to re-secure my spot on the bed with only a 60 pound girl blocking my entrance.

Things will be fast from here on out, just posting this so thread don't die.

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Don't worry friend, we are waiting

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Bumpski

I spied on my 8 year old sister getting fucked by my dad. It was hot.

I never told anyone about it and neither did my sister. My sister had a kid when she was in high school and I swear my nephew looks like my dad alot.

My sister and father are not related. He married my mom when her ex husband died in iraq.

Okay... this requires some serious details.

How old were you?

>I leapt on top of Zoey, her small warm hands pushed up against my body, jolting me to the side, Her sheets on the floor, pillows thrown all throughout the room in our effort to establish control of the bed. The windows in her room completely fogged up.

>We fought until we were too tired to continue, panting like dogs on her now matress. Zoey turned towards me with the pinkest cheeks and most exhausted appearance. “I know why you were staring at me” she quickly swallowed, “you're curious to right?” I began to sweat harder, unknowingly licking my lips. she began pulling me closer while I started feeling her leg brush up and rub against mine.

>The warmth produced made my stomach feel uneasy.

>Our faces were mere inches away from each other, breathing in and out the same melted air. “You’ve seen me naked before remember and... I've seen you naked too… why was this time any different?” she quietly mumbled underneath her breath.

>I couldn't respond, but instead just kept looking at her face completely numb. She slowly extended her arm and placed it on my wildly beating chest. "Your heart is going crazy" she said putting pressure on my ribcage. "Do you want to try something out, I saw a movie about it a few days ago?” I felt so out of my control as I asked.

Waiting

You need to pastebin this. Takes too long to green text it, I'll have to go to bed before I can finish at this point

Hurry up you massive faggot

What

Are you guys still friends? You said something that made it seem like she knows you're writing this story.

hurry up I need to get this nut in

Real shit

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>Zoey’s eyes widened and her heartbeat began thumping the bed up and down. “I’ve seen movies where people kiss and lay down together, it’s something my parents don’t want me to see, they always seem to cover my eyes during those scenes.”

>Her eyes ever so slow wandered past my gaze and onto my chest, visibly I could see my heart racing as her gentle hands laid upon me. Feeling as if I would explode from the innocent young sexual heat or the regular harsh heat from the room.

I would love too but it's so full of errors and grammatical problems that I'd rather not

Yea she moved to oregon during our last year at highschool, and she came back to do university stuff together. Never have been closer.

Also I thought there would be more posters....

Your story's too captivating for other posters right now

Had a sex friend in hs he'd deepthroat a cock like a champ

reminds me of inkling ronnie-ann

Nobody gives a fuck about grammatical errors we just want to nut and sleep and you're going to be posting this to an empty thread if you don't just share the story and proofread it on your own time.

One nigh, I came home from my friends house and heard my dad telling my sister to keep going. I spied through the keyhole and saw her blowing him. I was intrigued and watched them for about half an hour until my mom pulled into the driveway. I ran downstairs and pretended to just come back home. My dad wasn't even nervous, he kissed my mom and my sister said she was in the bathtub. I was too afraid to say anything and I didn't know it at the time but I felt horny. So I spied on them whenever I could. I drilled a hole in the wall and covered it up nicely. Only removing the plug to watch them. Whenever my mom was going to work at her second job, I'd pretend to go over a friends house only to sneak back in and watch my dad fuck my sister. I'd rub myself on the wall sometimes because I was so horny.

When we moved to the new place I got technologically adept and planted hidden cameras around the house. I learned electrical and did the wiring myself, having it recorded on my PC. I had hours of video of them fucking and even leaked some of it to kazaa and limewire. I saved up for months to get those shitty cameras. My sister had a boyfriend at the time and I saw them fucking too.. When I caught her fucking my dad she'd say things like noone is as good as you daddy and I envied my dad I really wanted to fuck her too. But girls my age weren't it.

I'm not sure if they're still fucking though she's married now, and my nephew thinks his dad is another guy who ran off.

Plenty if lurkers waiting for you.