Peter, Andy and I (I’m a guy)were really bored one day so one of us had the bright idea to play dare, we were all 13. Not truth or dare because “dares are for pussies.” Well one thing led to another and somehow it had gotten really gay. At one point I was stripped and spanked. Forced to dry hump a dora the explorer doll and wear Peter’s sister’s thong. Peter was dared to shave all his pubes, tape an ice cube to his nipple and wear my underwear for the night since I wasn’t wearing them anyway. Andy was dared to shave Peter’s pubes, undress me and put me in a thong, and ask Mia, his girlfriend for a nude (lets just say he didn’t get it). After he got that dare he got mad and it got gay. He dared me to pull Peter’s pants and mine down so he was in his boxers and me in my thong, then give him a lap dance. I had to give Peter a noticeable boner in a minute or I’d have to let him pull off my thong and I’d have to stay naked the whole night. I pulled down Peters pants and my own and started grinding on his dick. He never got hard and I stood up and Peter pulled off the thong and exposed me for the night. That’s when it got bad. Peter said since I was already naked we should savor it. Andy could either blow me or get naked with me. He stripped his pants and undies and sat naked next to me. Andy said well now since were both naked we should savor it and Peter could blow both me and himself. Peter tried to end it there but Nick grabbed him and pansted him and forced his mouth onto my dick and made him blow me. It was a good bj but I felt embarrassed for Peter and since I was naked like most of the game, and because my like ‘virginity’ was lost to a guy.
When I was 16, I had a 19 year old boyfriend named Eric. My parents did not like Eric. They said he was too old for me, plus he had a reputation for drinking, fast driving, and he was not working nor in school. They tolerated Eric because they said I had the good sense and morality not to sleep with him. Yes, my parents thought I was a virgin because they did not believe in sex before marriage, and they assumed I did not either. The fact was Eric and I were having sex. Eric was not even my first or second! My parents would really shit if they knew.
So anyway, my folks would be away for the day. So I invited Eric over for some afternoon fucking. We got to my room and he immediately started undressing me, kissing and touching every body part as he took off my cloths. After eating me out for a while, he turned me around, dropped his pants and entered me from the rear. It was a great afternoon of sex. But what I forgot to do was to close the curtains on my bedroom window.
Anthony was this little twerp next door. He was about 13, and a tech geek who looked the part. I was not aware that he could see my bedroom from his room. He had some high quality video equipment and recorded Eric and me fucking. Somehow he got my e-mail address, probably by hacking, and he sent the video to me with a message to come by his house tomorrow after school. If I didn’t, my parents would get the video. I figured Anthony might want me to pay for the video, or maybe blackmail me for sex. He was such a perv, he would do that. I decided I had to be tough.
So I go over to his house. Only he is home. He tells me to come to his room, so I figured he wanted to fuck me. I play along looking for my chance. I see his computer and ask if that is where the video is stored. I figured I’d trash his computer and destroy the video that way. But Anthony was ahead of me. He said he already sent it to two of his friends for safekeeping, and if anything happened to him they would send it to my parents. He had me. I asked him what he wanted, and he told me to get undressed.
I didn’t want that twerp inside me, so I resisted. He said he didn’t want sex, however. He pulled out his camera and again told me to undress. He wanted to photograph me nude. I had no choice, so I started stripping and he started shooting. Soon I was naked, shamed, embarrassed and humiliated. But the worst was yet to come. He told me to lay down and open my legs. I said I was not comfortable doing that, and he said if I didn’t the video would go to my parents and others. I asked what he was going to do with the photos, and he said not to worry. They were for his private use. So I spread my legs. He told me to masturbate, and then turn over and spread my butt cheeks. I finally broke down crying and begged him to stop. He finally said it was enough and I could get dressed.
My mind was full of hate for Anthony. I wanted to get back at him, but I did not know how. The next day at school, some junior high boys were looking at me, pointing and laughing. I figured Anthony had sent them my photos. I confronted Anthony and he confessed. I said he promised not to share them, and he said he only promised they would be for private use. Sharing them was his private use. I broke down in tears and asked him to please stop. Instead he said he was having some friends over on the weekend, and I should come by and get naked for all of them. Now I was really broken. Tears rolled down my face, and I begged Anthony to stop. I never did anything to him. I guess the tears did it. Anthony said OK, and that he had enough fun.
But it was not over yet. My nude photos and video made it around the school. One day an old friend, Roger asked me to come to his house after school. He wanted to show me something. I got to his house and he took me up to his room. He turned on his PC and went to a porn site. There were pictures of me! “I thought you should know,” he said. “I didn’t think you knew about this.” I said I didn’t. Roger said he could take care of it. He clicked on a link and sent an e-mail to the site’s webmaster saying I was underage. “It may take 3-5 days, but they will take your photo down,” Roger said. I didn’t ask or care about how Roger found me on a porn site.
Eric never knew about the photos. I broke up with him a month later when I found out he was also fucking two other girls, one who was 14. I started planning revenge on Anthony, but his family moved away before I could get anything set up. Most people I know in school have seen my photos, and it is humiliating. My parents were clueless to all this, and if you knew my parents you would not wonder why.
One day if wore a long dress to school with no bra or underwear when the word got out people started to pretend to drop their pencils under my desk and they would look up my dress I crossed my legs but they could still see my boobs and vagania
after school I rushed home but my friends coughs up to me and picked me up then one boy looked up my dress and felt me boobs and all I had to go to a sleep over at their house later that day we played truth or dare and I had to strip to my bra and underwear but they new I wasn’t wearing any so I was naked for the whole night and I got pictures of me taken and if I didn’t let them see me naked when they wanted they would post the picturw
This happened when I was 14 and my older brother was 17. He was dating Kathy, who was 16 and just got her driver’s license. They had a date to celebrate, and Kathy wanted to drive. So my brother Andy was waiting at home for her to pick him up. He came downstairs wearing the ugliest shirt I had ever seen.
“You’re not wearing that shirt?,” I asked. Andy asked what was wrong with it, and I told him it was just too ugly. Since my brother could never refuse his dear sister on anything, I dragged him upstairs to his room, went through his closet, found another shirt and told him to change.
Soon Kathy arrived and came inside. She looked at Andy and had a disappointing look on her face. “Why aren’t you wearing that shirt I brought you?,” she asked. I suddenly felt sick. Of course my brother would never argue with me so I didn’t know that ugly shirt was a gift from her. I had to save the situation, so I told her it was my fault. I told Andy that shirt was too good to wear on an ordinary date, but should only be worn on special occasions. “But this is a special occasion,” Kathy answered.
I figured I had done enough damage and should keep my mouth shut. I only told Andy to go up and change his shirt.
Skip forward eight years. Andy and Kathy are now newlyweds. They have a little apartment of their own. I was over visiting. They were going to take me out to dinner for my birthday. Kathy and I are waiting for Andy. He walks out of the bedroom wearing that same shirt from eight years ago. Kathy says, “You’re going to wear that ugly old thing? Put on a better shirt.” Andy could never argue with Kathy either. After Andy went back to change shirts, Kathy turned to me and said, “I don’t know why he continues to wear that thing. It’s the ugliest shirt I ever saw. I have no idea where he could have picked it up.” I just kept my mouth shut.
This happened when I was 14, my sister was 12, and Johnny, our best friend from next door was 13. My sister Amie and I discovered the pleasures of sunbathing, mainly because we thought a good tan would get us boyfriends. (Not Johnny, though. He was like a brother to us. Also, this was before we learned about the dangers of too much sun!)
So Amie and I are laying out back in our little two-pieces when Johnny calls to us from his yard. He asks us what we are doing and we say “nothing.” We ask him what he is doing, and he says “nothing.” So we tell him to come over to our side of the fence and do nothing with us.
Johnny comes over and removes his shirt to get some sun with us. Amie and I decide it is time to fry our backs, so we turn over on our stomachs, undo the strings to our tops, and ask Johnny to put sun screen on our backs. Like I said, he’s a brother to us, so there’s no big deal in this.
So we are all just laying there having a good time wasting time, when suddenly this gigantic bee, attracted by our sun lotion, no doubt, came buzzing over us. Johnny jumps up and yells, “Shit! Look at that goddamn bee!” Amie and I look up, see this huge monster bee, and jump up screaming. This must have scared the bee away, because off he flew. It was at this time that Amie and I noticed we were standing in front of Johnny topless!
As close as we were, Johnny had never seen us naked or half-naked before, and we had never seen him like that either. Johnny just stood and stared. Amie gathered her wits and calmed down. When she saw Johnny staring, she just laughed and ask, “Enjoying the view.” Of course at 12, Amie didn’t have all that much to show yet. But I was more fully developed and when it hit that Johnny was staring at my bare breasts, I panicked again and screamed.
Pretty upset at this point, I ran into the house, still topless, crying. Mom heard the commotion and came out. Amie still had her little boobs exposed, but Mom kept quiet long enough for her to explain what happened. I later learned that Mom thought it was pretty funny. She told Amie to put her top back on and went in to check on me.
I was in my room crying. Mom came in and asked why I would be upset. I told her I was so embarrassed to have Johnny see me half naked. Mom said Amie told her what happened. “It was just an accident. There’s no reason to be upset. Besides, it was only Johnny who saw you and he’s your best friend.”
I said, yes but he was staring. Mom asked why he shouldn’t stare. She said I am a pretty young girl and all boys like to look at pretty young girls. I should be flattered. Besides, it’s not like Johnny was going to share this with the world. I answered, “True, but Amie would.” I then realized what I said was kind of funny and laughed. Mom laughed, too.
So I felt a little better. I put on a new top and went downstairs. Johnny and Amie were waiting. Johnny said he was sorry he looked. I said it was OK. Amie said to make it up to us, Johnny was going to take us out for ice cream. I later found out Johnny said no such thing. Amie was just trying to get a free sundae out of it, and Johnny was afraid not to go along. It worked.
When I was in 2nd grade we were going to build a ginger bread house when I had to pee I didn’t want to miss anything so I didn’t go I held it for as long as possible and then I wet my pants after the teacher figured out that I peed my pants she sent me to the nurse she took of my pants and underwear she looked for pants my size but she couldn’t find any so I stood there with nothing on she then diceided to put diapers on me and pant that weren’t my size. I told you already that the pant that I was wearing weren’t my size they kept falling down. As I was walking down the hall my pant fell down so the older kids laughed at me because I was wearing diapers and my pants fell down! So the teacher had to pull my pants up. After I got to my classroom I tripped over my pants and fell the teacher helped me up and my up my pant. I was wearing diapers so I peed and pooped in my diapers so every once in a while I had to go to the nurse so she could change me. A couple of months later I pooped my pants it smelled really bad so I went to the nurse she changed me and put on some diapers the teacher didn’t want this to happen again so I had to wear diapers for a couple of months the nurse wasn’t always available so my teacher had to change me. when the teacher changed me the other kids starred. the teacher thought that was to distracting she had to changed me outside the the other kids out there would starred or laugh at me a couple weeks later I stopped peeing/ pooping my self. That was embarrassing BTW here’s a picture of my butt ( that dum nurse took a picture of my butt with out me knowing)