My first Blog Entry, "More About Me," brought a lot of questions about how I seduced my brother, whay happened and so on. Six or so years ago, I had a different ImageFap account and posted a blog about that first experience with Mark. To answer the many questions about it, I dusted off my old digital files and pulled that entry out. It is a bit long, but hopefully, you will enjoy it.

       I was frustrated. For nearly three years I had been addicted to sex, needing my fix at least once every couple of days. I had a list of fuck buddies I could usually count on to satisfy my cravings, but for one reason or another none of them had been available for over a week. Masturbating got me through for a few days. Now playing with my clit and fingering my pussy only seemed to make my frustrations worse. 

      While walking home from school I had made a few calls, but again could not find anybody I could hook up with even for a quick romp. My pussy ached. All I could think about was sex. Even in class I found myself daydreaming about every guy in the room. I was sure my being distracted for the last few days was going to affect my grades. 

      The apartment seemed a lonely place when I got home. I was always the first one home. Dad would be working for another four hours. My brother Mark had soccer practice after school so he would not get home for nearly two hours and little Cheryl had two more hours of school plus a 40 minute bus ride. It only seemed lonelier than usual because frequently somebody walked me home for sex. 

      On the way home I had made a couple of decisions. The first was that I needed to find a woman with experience with sexual toys like dildos and vibrators, and convince her to pick a couple up for me. At 16 I would not even be allowed to walk into a store that sold such items. It was a plan for the future, but one I realized I had to implement. 

      The second decision had me heading for the refrigerator, more specifically the vegetable bin. Opening the bin I realized I had options. There was a bag of long carrots, a couple of cucumbers and some summer squash. The squash looked most interesting. They were all about eight inches long with narrow necks, reasonably fat bodies and slight tapering to the end. The necks ended in hard, rough stem pieces, so were not what I wanted to insert into my pussy. The other end with the slight taper, followed by the fat body seemed promising. I chose the largest squash and headed to my room. 

      Soon I was naked on my bed with the squash and a bottle of baby oil next to me while I had one hand working my clit and pussy with the other rubbing and fondling my tits. In my head I was remembering some of the great sex I had had with John, the family friend I had given my virginity to three years ago. He was nearly 30 years older than I was, but that just meant he had the experience to bring me to multiple orgasms and fuck me right. He was always there when I needed him, until now. Now he was in Georgia visiting his sister and her family. 

      It seemed to take an eternity for me to get my juices to start flowing. My pussy finally began to leak its juices. I ran my fingers through the trickle and then around my labia, spreading the fluid around to lubricate the opening to my vagina. After a few minutes, I was ready. After applying some oil to the squash, it was ready. I spread my legs wider and slipped the squash between them. I rubbed it up and down my slit, working it pass the labia and to the doorway to my pleasure. Slowly I pushed the end in and waited for the quivering of my pussy lips to subside slightly. 

      Inching it deeper I felt it stretching my hole. Though it was cool, it felt good. Deeper and deeper it went. The fattest part slipped through my pussy's lips, stretching them to an almost painful width, reminding me of the huge, black cock that had forced its way into me a few weeks earlier. My first big black cock. I had taken black cocks before, but none like that one. The man had been in his 30s and knew what he wanted. I had failed to take much of his fat dick into my mouth, but he was going to make sure my pussy took every bit of it. 

  Thinking about how hard he had fucked my cunt, pounding me until all I could do was squirm and scream my pleasure to the world, actually made the squash feel better. Pumping the squash in and out, trying to imitate the hammering that cock had given me, while I remembered it soon had me moaning. While the squash felt good, I soon realized it just was not the same. I shuddered as a weak orgasm ran through me, but it was not long before I gave up. The squash just was not good enough. Defeated, frustrated, I tossed it aside. I needed a real cock. I needed cum. 

  I laid there, still rubbing my clit as juice trickled from my pussy, but frustrated, getting angry. My mind raced through my list of fuck friends. Had I forgotten to call one of them? Why were they all suddenly unavailable? Damn it! Why did I not have more on my list? Who else could I call? 

  Footsteps in the hall caught my attention. I glanced at the clock. It was too early for Mark to be home. A door opened and closed. Who could be in the house? I crept to my bedroom door and peeked out. Moments later Mark emerged from his room, wrapped in a towel and entered the bathroom. A moment later the shower started.  

  I could fuck Mark! No! My conscientious screamed, but my need and desire already had me slipping down the hall. The doorknob turned in my hand. He had not locked the door, obviously he wanted me to go in, I told myself. Quietly I opened the door, stepped in and closed it. His silhouette through the shower curtain only fueled my need. As he turned to face the shower head, I opened the curtain and stepped in. 

  I had a moment to look at him before he realized I was there. He played a lot of sports, so even at 14 he had an athletic body, lean and chiseled. His buttocks were perfect. He spun around. His mouth fell open. His eyes grew huge. He stammered, but did not get a single word out. His flaccid cock drooped, but the veins were obvious. I was not going to give him a chance to speak or object. I dropped to my knees and guided his cock to my lips. 

  Mark's cock responded immediately to my warm mouth and tongue. It seemed to take only seconds for it to stiffen and begin to grow. With one hand fondling his balls and my lips wrapped around his cock it hardly took a minute before I could slide my lips farther down the shaft and have the head at the top of my throat. Seconds later, it was in my throat. Mark moaned. 

  I slid my lips up and down his cock a few times, while still playing with his balls. Suddenly, like most guys I had sucked, Mark grabbed my head, said "Oh fuck," and slammed his cock down my throat. Instantly he started face fucking me. His cock felt so good pumping in and out of my throat. His strokes grew faster, almost frantic. It only took a couple of minutes before he grunted and was shooting cum down my throat. He held my face pressed against him as his cock twitched and jumped in my throat, dumping wad after wad of cum into me. He moaned and groaned. 

  For a while it seemed as though he would never stop cumming. I loved every drop, but I did not think anybody could cum so much. He finally stopped and released my head. Slowly I inched my mouth up his cock, letting my tongue lick away any drops of cum sticking to the shaft and head. Once I was sure there was not any more drops waiting to ooze from him, I let my tongue trail up his body as I got to my feet. My right hand wrapped around his cock. It was still stiff. It had not softened at all. My pussy quivered and itched, anticipating taking that stiff cock in. 

  My tongue reached his neck. I slid it around to a spot just below and behind his left ear, then let my lips suck and nip at the sensitive flesh. Mark drew a deep, quivering breath. I kissed and nipped at the spot for a moment. I could almost feel him melting. Not letting my lips move from that spot, but still holding his cock, I stepped around him, turning him as I moved. The warm water was splashing against my back. 

  With Mark's stiff cock still in my hand, I turned to face the wall, leaned against it and pulled his cock towards me. His left hand settled on the small of my back and his right took hold of his dick. I let go of him, put my hand against the wall and leaned lower. His cock rubbed the length of my labia and over my butthole, then down again to pass over my clit. He was either being hesitant, or unsure of where the entrance to my yearning pussy was. 

  I did not want to embarrass him. I let my urgent need be known. I reached back and again took a hold of his cock. As I pulled its head to my pussy I said, "I need it. Fuck me, please." 

  I guided him to the wet hole and slipped the tip of his cock in. With one quick thrust he drove his cock balls deep into me. It was so sudden, I squealed. The fingers of both of his hands dug into my hips. Almost instantly he was humping me like a wild man, his body slamming into my buttocks at the end of every stroke. His cock felt so good pumping in and out of me so quickly. I did need it, badly. 

  Mark's rapid strokes soon had an orgasm building. My only fear was that he would cum before I did. I wanted him to slow down a little, but all my mouth would say was, "Yes, Oh Yes!" Mark was speaking too, but most of his words were undiscernible. The occasional "Fuck" or "Oh God," were the only things I could make out. 

  My body began rocking back to meet his thrusts. I could not help it. No matter how much I wanted to have my orgasm before he began shooting his load into my dripping cunt, I had no choice. My body did as it wanted. He grunted and groaned. His cock throbbed. I knew his cock would erupt at any moment. 

  Suddenly, completely unexpectedly, an explosion of pleasure went off in my head. One second I could feel it building in my pussy, the next the pleasure crashed through my brain. I screeched. My muscles twitched. It was not a strong orgasm, but it was wonderful, especially as it took me by surprise. What did not take me by surprise was the gusher of cum that smacked against my cervix, which intensified the pleasure swarming my brain. Mark's dick slammed into me again and another wad shot into me. I shook and screamed. I begged for more and Mark accommodated with thrust after thrust pumping cum into me. 

  Before he finished I could feel the mix of my juices and his cum flowing down my inner thighs. I am not sure I had ever had one guy dump so much cum into me at once. I could feel his dick growing softer. He was no longer driving into me. He was still, just letting his dick jump and twitch in my pussy. I stood up, turned and dropped to my knees. I wanted every drop, not wanting the water to rinse any of it away. As my lips closed around his cock, Mark put his hands on the back of my head and pulled me to him. His rapidly shrinking cock pumped a few more small globs of cum into my mouth before becoming still. 

  Once I swallowed his last drop, we actually showered off, using our hands to wash each other and explore each other's body. While we toweled each other off, Mark's cock was beginning to stiffen again. I suggested we move to my room. Mark was out of the bathroom and heading down the hall before I could hang my towel. 

  I had forgotten all about the oil and squash on my bed. When I got to my room, Mark was next to the bed staring at the bottle and squash with a confused look on his face. A bit embarrassed, and certainly not wanting to answer questions, I shoved both off the bed and mumbled something about not worrying about those. Quickly I laid down and invited him to join me. The squash and oil were quickly forgotten. 

  Mark almost immediately went for my tits. At first rubbing, fondling and squeezing them, then licking, kissing and sucking my erect nipples. Meanwhile, my hand found his cock and began stroking it. While we played with each other, we talked a little. I learned Mark had never seen a girl naked, except in a few pictures, and he certainly had not touched one, at least not her flesh. My mind started swirling with all the things I could teach him. I could train him to be my perfect sex partner. I just had to teach him not to cum quite as quickly. 

  However, his first lesson was going to be about eating pussy. He learned quickly. Within minutes of getting his face between my legs, I would have sworn he had done it many times before. Since he did not seem to need any more instruction, we moved into a 69, with Mark on top. It only took him a few seconds to decide to drive his cock down my throat, and only a few more before he was fucking my face while licking my clit and fingering my pussy. He was a natural. 

  I had my second orgasm with Mark a few minutes into our 69 and a third just a couple minutes later. My muscles were all twitching and my moans were stimulating his cock all the more.  He began muttering those "Oh Yeah's" and "Oh God's" again. His face fucking pace began to get quicker. I knew it was time to end the 69, no matter how good his tongue and fingers felt. 

  It was not easy getting his hips lifted enough to get his cock out of my mouth, but I succeeded. "Fuck my pussy, Mark. I want you to come in my pussy again, please." 

  He was off me and spinning around quicker than if I had touched hot coals to his balls. I doubt he even stopped pumping his hips. He laid on me, pumping his dick, but missing my pussy so his dick just slip up and down in the slit. I pushed against his chest to make him raise up enough I could get a hand to his cock. I had him in me a moment later. 

  Mark was slamming into me with the power I wanted, but he was much too fast. Pushing against his chest again I asked him to slow down. Unfortunately, when he slowed, he also eased off on the force of his thrusts. It took a while for me to get him to pound into me, but pull out slower. Once he found the right balance between force and speed, he was pushing towards another orgasm, the strongest yet. My scream might have been deafening, but it obviously thrilled and inspired Mark. 

  While I twitched and wiggled, Mark abandoned the slow pace. Within seconds his cock was exploding deep inside my pussy. My orgasm kept going as he dumped several wads of cum into me. God, if this is his first time, he is going to be an amazing sex partner with experience, I was thinking as he jammed into me, shooting another big wad in deep. 

  After just a couple more, hard thrusts, Mark rolled off from me, flopped onto his back and panted. It took me a minute or 2, but once I had some muscle control, I rolled and turned so my mouth could find and clean his cock. 

  I was thinking about introducing him to my tight ass when I heard little Cheryl yell from downstairs. Shit! My fun was done, for the moment.