Someone I am growing close to on here kept nagging at me about what happened to me, what trama I went through to create this way of thinking. I change the ages in my confessions because they would get me kicked off of the site I think; but, I am going to try and put them in, so that people can at least get an idea of how someone like me is created. Okay, here is the whole story, from the beginning. I had been friends with this girl for years, we always stayed at each others home every weekend. When I was X, I can distinctly remember her mom staying over a little longer than was normal after she dropped Wendy off. I kind of went towards the living room and no one was out there. Wendy and I checked around the house, they were gone. We went to the hallway, and I heard the same noises that mom and dad always made, every single night. But, like I have said in posts, he used to fuck more than just my mom. I knew what they were doing, and I knew my mom was still gone. We listened for a bit, she moaned, he groaned, we got bored and left to do other things. She eventually left, and it faded from my mind.

Flash forward a few years later and I am at her house spending the hole week. My parents were out of town and they agreed to watch me. It was the first day of me being there, the mom and dad were at work and the dad's brother was living with them at the time and was watching us. He had a porn on in their bedroom and was drunk as a skunk. Me and Wendy just pretended he wasn't there but he came into her room and asked if we had ever heard those noises before? I said I hear them when my parents are in their room, Wendy said she doesn't hear her parents ever. The uncle said, so this is the first time you have heard this, he was kind of poking fun at her, she felt embarrassed so she said "no I heard it before, when mom was with her dad". I will remember those words forever.So, he got real serious, I knew she messed up, but I wasn't quite sure why at the time; my dad had been with other's besides my mom plenty after the day we heard him and Wendy's mom. HE went back into the room turned up the porn, and kept drinking. The mom came home first, everything was normal, the uncle seemed pleasant, they laughed, he didn't seem drunk. Then the dad came home. Her uncle followed him to the room and I am pretty sure he told him. The dad came outside and kindly talked to us, asked us harmless questions. Then he laid the big one on us. We ended up telling him everything we heard. That whole night the 2 of them argued and fought. In the morning it was the same. Eventually, the mom said she was leaving for a few days to calm down and think. The Uncle and him got drunk as hell, that whole night they must have had at least 3 full bottles of different booze. They were loud and obcene, the uncle put porn on high blast, the dad was to drunk and angry to care. We could hear them talking about sex, and girls, using loud raunchy language. Then the dad screamed about my dad ruining his family. I just ignored it, fell asleep, and so did she.

The next thing I remember was being woke up with hands covering my mouth and others grabbing my legs. They carried me to the pool house they had, a porn was on in there to. They had their dicks out stroking them,looking at me and the dad said "Your father, may have money, he may control, he may eve have the power to ruin me if he wants, but he screwed my family, so I will return the gesture. The uncle grabbed my head and I was choking on cock, my face was stuffed, he wasn't small, probably 8 inch, i literally had all if it down my throat. They both did that to me for a bit.But then the dad calmed it down. He said something about my age, not my fault, and if things went to far, they couldn't be undone. The uncle; who was obviously the perv of the two, said, well we can at least enjoy ourselves with his family, since he did with yours. The dad agreed, but they changed tactics. The uncle made it clear that not complying was not an option. We sat on the couch, me in the middle, watched the porn, and they gave me 2 shots of Jack I think it was. I puked, and they gave me 2 more. Then they pulled my clothes off, and made me glue my eyes to the porn. They fingered my anus, my pussy, made me lick myself off their fingers, and the whole time had me stroke them.Then, the uncle got between my legs and ate me out, he got me really really horny, and when they asked me to suck their cocks, I did not fight them this time. The uncle never stopped being rough, when he came, i was deepthroating him and he just shot it right down me. The dad was more gentle, but then the brother stuck a finger in each of my holes, and asked the dad if his wife looked like this with my dad, he purposely riled him up. He fingered my holes while the dad called me every name in the book and told me I was getting so wet on his brothers hands, I obviously enjoyed it. Honestly, that was the mment I spoke of. He was right, I liked it, the porn showed the woman happy and getting fucked, I thought she was so pretty, and they liked her so much, that I felt I was now like her, liked so much because these men were treating me like her. The dad pulled out and sprayed my face. He passed out not to long after. The brother kept my face on his cock for most of that night.

The following day I was hung over, in pain, and confused. But both of them acted as if it never happened, so I did too. Wendy knew something was up, but said but I wouldn't say what. Do you remember my story of being at a friends, smoking meth, and being spit roasted is how I lost my virginity? In my story I had said we were at her brothers party, he left to go see his girlfriend because she wanted to fuck. In reality, the following day her Uncle threw a party for her dad and brought his buddies, and their drugs. The dad was so depressed, he didn't care that we drank a bit. Then, her mom called, she wanted to talk and she wanted him to meet her where she was at. 10 minutes after he left, the Uncle changed the mood of the party, he got Wendy so wasted she went to her room and passed out, I was still queezy from 2 days before, s I did not want to drink to much. But, he sat right next to me on the couch, and his other friend sat on the other side. He offered me a drink, I said no it hurt my stomach. He pulled out his pipe and said this will help, I took a hit, it did help, then another, and another. His other friends sat around and watched, they turned on a porn as I was getting high. The porn made me a little wet, as did remembering the experience that the uncle put me through. He gave me 2 more big hits, and my eyes glazed over, he asked if I enjoyed the movie, it was a girl getting gangbanged, I told him she looked happy, but I didn't know if she enjoyed it, next thing I know, the friend pulls aside my panties and is fingers go deep in me, he tells the uncle; Jerry-I will say his name this time, it still makes me shiver saying his name-that I am wet. Jerry pulls out his cock, and I do what I did before, but this time, the other guy shoves his cock in me in one big stroke, the alcohol and mouth mask the pain as my innocence is ripped for good. They just piston me, both fucking either end. Then they switched places, Jerry whispers to me as he is pounding my cunt, you look wonderful this way, you look happy, and he said, this is all you needy Jess, a home, a pipe, and a cock between your legs. I actually moaned when he said that, he then pulled out, and I realized, just before he did it, why he had kept playing with my asshole. In one motion, he slammed his cock into my ass the lube on it helped it break the ring. He kept it there for minutes. Then he pounded away, like he was beating on meat and my ass was his target. I actually came from it. I was shocked, the drugs, the dirty talk, all of it, I came, but, the buddy wanted some too. he put me on top of him and positioned me so I was almost on all fours, he stuck his dick in my pussy, Jerry got behind me, and they double stuffed. I could not take it, I screamed, I cried, but they moaned, the others were jerking off, and I just gave in, I stopped being scared, and they fucked me. Finally thy both came, the others came on my face.

They left. Jerry put me to bed,cleaned the place up, and not one word was said. The mom came back, the dad was himself again, and nothing happened or was said. But, 2 nights later, I was at the table, eating, and the dads hands went to my crotch and he said, go to the bathroom. I did, he checked me out and was actually concerned, he said that what Jerry did was wrong, if I wanted he would call the police. I told him thank you and I think he really meant it. The next morning I asked him what would happen after the police, he told me people would get arrested, Jerry would go to jail, he would too because after Jerry got busted, he would tell the cops what they both did to me 2 nights before. I told him that I did not want them to go to jail. We made an agreement, he would pay me $200 a my for my silence until I was 18. He said the money was for nothing else, just my silence. I agreed. I know he wanted more, I could feel it, but he was actually a good man and seemed honestly torn about what to do. Well, when Wendy's mom suggested that the 3 of them go have a family meal because things were back to normal and they needed some time, Wendy's dad talked to Jerry for like 15 minutes. Then they left.

Whatever warning he gave Jerry did no good, after they left, Jerry pulled out a pipe, I had liked the meth so much, I said es and we smoked, next thing I knew I was bouncing on his cock. The last night, Wendy's dad gave me the 800, he said it was for how bad he felt. I said we agreed on 200 and it was okay. He said take 800 this time nd 200 next. I agreed. He pulled out his dick and said "but Jessica, if you feel 800 is to much, you can make it feel more equal". I honestly can say, I stopped even thinking about it by that point, I sucked his cock, he bent me over and said I am glad you healed quick, I am way bigger,. It was sooo nice. For the next several years, Jerry and him fucked me when I would spend the night, I always got more than 200, and nothing was said. My daughter was born from neither of them. Several months after that situation was the time frame of the catching my parents pretending mom was me. As for the skinhead story, 1 month after I turned X, was the time frame of the skinhead story. I was at Wendy's house for 2 weeks, and decided to go and stay at my dealer Jeremy's instead. But I only stayed at Wendy's one night and Jeremy's I never stayed at all. I was at Josh's from Saturday night, till Monday morning 2 weeks later, when he brought me home. That story actually took place over a two week period. Nine months later, Destiny, my eldest, was born. During those 2 weeks I developed a love-hate hatred relationship for blacks. Josh literally called me his Aryan Whore, the girl who knew me in my earlier confession, was from the local high school, she also was the one girl who was at the party of Jerry's. She knew about it, and that is why in my blog, she says I already have a rep. I did. So, yes I started way, way young. Destiny's dad is Josh the skinhead, I am sure, if not him, than the guy who made me be his daughter and call him and his girl mommy and daddy. The others did not cum in me much and when they did, it was early on in that 2 weeks and I had just finished my period the week before. But, I was ovulating ( best guess time wise anyways) when I took cum from both of them a lot.

I loved those 2 weeks because meth took my fear and inhibitions away. I know people say that drugs are bad and that it's not real if you need substances to make you happy. Well, I will say this, Meth and X make me the girl I want to be, it makes me enjoy being a blowup doll for Skinheads. I loved begging that guy to "Fuck me harder daddy, please fill your babygirl up", because meth made me nasty. Isabel's dad is not either of the skinheads or my husband, and they don't know that, and they never will. Both girls look partly Hispanic; luckily. Destiny got enough of my part Indian blood to look similar to Isabel, who is the result of my first Nigger Cock 2 years ago. He was lightly skinned, part Mexican, part White, and part Black. His features were all black, his color was not. Isabel has gotten the right genes because her and Destiny look almost identical at their respective ages. But, he forced me, and I liked it, which is why I said I like Niggers because they make me want it. MY life has revolved around fucking, it is true, when I said I wanted that on my blogs, I was saying my life, but was to young to actually say it. My dad has never touched me, though he knows now what happened with Wendy's dad and uncle. He found out because the mom never stopped seeing my dad even after it almost cost her marriage. After he found out that the dad knew, I told him only what Jerry and the dad did, he did not know, about the meth party 2 nights later. That would have gotten Jerry killed.