Hello everyone I'm April, you can normally find me in the chat room being a sassy bitch or showing off lol. I've chatted to some of you about my escapades before, but I've decided to write a few down. I'm not a writer, so sorry if they are rubbish! These stories will be sort of my slutty teen origin story how i discovered my numerous kinks. enjoy x
I was around 16 when I really started to discover that guys liked me and that I liked the attention. I took after my mom in a lot of ways. She was ultra confident and sassy and always told me not to take any shit, and just like her, I had D cup tits before I was 16, and my ass is not exactly small. It's safe to say I wasn't short on male attention, and I absolutely reveled in it.
Thanks to a BF and me watching porn together, I discovered the work of the porn star Lexington Steele. If you're a female of my age, you know his work, I'm sure, he was the guy! I was a member of his fan club and I was obsessed with him. I immediately started sleeping with the black guys in school, my dumb ass hoping I'd find the fabled BBC. But as I always remind people, not all black guys are big and not all white guys are small.
When I was 17, a family friend of ours told me that I should try modeling and that he knew a guy who could help me out, and I loved the idea and jumped at the chance. I started out just doing clothes modeling and nothing erotic or exciting, but man, I loved being in front of a camera and being the center of attention.
At 18 I was asked if I wanted to carry on and would I like to do lingerie, bikinis, and even nude modeling. I said yes to the first two and maybe to the last one. I started doing lingerie and bikini work often, and I made great money off of it and again loved every second of it. The photographer I worked with often was really nice. He chatted with me a lot and we became great friends. At first, I thought he was only doing this to fuck me. Later, I found out he was gay. After a chat about porn randomly one day, he told me, "They film porn here, you know, It's not good porn, but it's porn."
I said, "Oh, cool!" and thought absolutely nothing of it. The studio in question wasn't big, and there were two tiny dressing rooms for anyone who needed them. I came in one day and went into a changing room, dumped my stuff, and changed into the bikini I was modeling and left to shoot. I finished and headed back to my changing room.
I opened the door and walked in. I was greeted by a 6'6, 250-pound ripped and shredded black guy naked as a baby, with a cock that was bigger soft than I'd ever seen or had hard. I considered myself confident around men but I froze completely. I just stared and said the most pathetic "Hi." of my life.
He calmly and coolly said, "Oh, sorry, I had to use this changing room; there are two others in the other one."
I just said, "That's okay," again in the most pathetic, unconfident way ever. My eyes didn't leave his cock or his abs. I stared, and he could see me staring. I was absolutely entranced by this guy and thoughts ran through my head of just what the hell he was going to treat me like.
He said, "Hi, my name's Mike," and we shook hands.
I managed to squeak out an "I'm April" all the while just staring at this guy head to toe now, as he stood a foot in front of me. He asked me what I'd been shooting, and I said bikinis.
I got confident enough and twirled for him, and he said, "Yeah, I can see why, your gorgeous April."
I'd been called gorgeous before, but it was different from him. I was instantly in love with him. I felt myself getting turned on by just being in the room with him, and a voice on one shoulder was saying, 'Flirt with him,' and the other was saying 'He's old enough to be your dad. Don't do it, dumb girl!' The first voice won!! I later found out he was 38 years old.
I sat on the table in front of him, and I asked him, "What was he shooting?" And he told me what I already knew. He was shooting porn, obviously.
At this point, I plucked up the courage to ask the question burning a hole through my brain: "How fucking big is that thing?" I said, staring at this fucking huge monster that was now at eye level.
"It's 11.6 inches."
My heart skipped about 3 beats, and my brain managed to throw out a single. "Wow."
His confidence was unmatched by anything I'd encountered. After my pathetic "Wow," he grabbed his cock in front of my face and started to jerk off slowly and methodically. I was so wet I could have flooded the place. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I didn't even hesitate for a second and started kissing him back. I felt his giant hands run up my legs along my hips and to my tits. He touched me like a man, not a boy, and he explored every inch of me. He took my bikini top off and threw it at the wall. He grasped my tits and started kissing them. Guys had played with my tits before, but nobody caressed them like this, and I'd never had my body explored so extensively and thoroughly.
I grasped his now rapidly hardening cock and started jerking him off while we kissed, but soon he wanted more and I started sucking his cock. Now it was my turn to surprise him. I have no gag reflex!! I'd discovered it as a kid randomly and now I was putting it to the ultimate test. I sunk his cock down my throat and he let out a "god damn girl!" as I took about 8 inches down my throat before coming up for air.
He said, "How the fuck you do that girl?" and he shoved his cock straight down my throat before I could answer.
This time he sank it deep to the point that breathing wasn't possible, and he pulled out of my throat. I gasped for air and smiled at him. Slutty April was out and ready to play!!
I sucked his cock and jerked him off till he was hard as steel. He pushed me onto my back, lying on the table, and he pulled my bikini bottom over my legs. Without a thought, he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and plunged two fingers deep inside me. I had been touched down there before, but fuck, this was different. Everything he did was 10x normal, and my already soaked pussy was now torrential. He made me cum with ease with just his fingers, and I quivered. He slipped his hand out. He leant his bag on the floor, pulled out a condom and threw it on my stomach.
I don't know what possessed me to do what I did next, but I threw it away and said, "Don't worry, I'm on the pill."
I wasn't, and I didn't even have any birth control at all. I guess I was trying to impress him in the stupidest way ever.
He pulled me to the edge of the table, parted my legs, and slid barely a few inches of himself inside me. OHH MY GOD, my brain shut off; it was absolute bliss. Every inch he explored of me, I could feel this guy stretching me. I had expected a little pain, but there was none, just sheer bliss. He wasn't even using half of it, and it was better than anything else I'd ever experienced. What the hell was it going to be like when he actually fucked me? I thought to myself. He started off slow; he could absolutely tell I was new to this monster. He slowly got deeper and deeper, and I was loving it so much that I came twice from what was basically just him going easy, until it happened.
A man hit my cervix for the first time, and almost simultaneously he started pounding on me hard. I came multiple times in a row within a few seconds of this. I looked down; he had cock to spare still. I put a hand on it as he thrust into me, and I came again. I'd never felt smaller and more vulnerable as a woman, and it was making me uncontrollably turned on and shut off my brain. I laid back on the table and let him do what he wanted. I came again and again and again.
If I thought that was fun, it was about to get a whole lot more fun. He pulled out of me and lifted me by my waist with ease, lowered me onto his cock, and I reached back to guide him into me with legs wrapped around him. I'd never been fucked standing before, and his strength to manhandle me with ease was incredible. He walked me to the wall of the changing room and fucked me against it. He obviously knew I was ready and pinned me to the wall. He then unleashed what I can only describe as borderline ****, but in the best way possible. He fucked me, pinned against the wall, with him pressing hard up against me. one hand on my chest, the other on my ass. He was brutal and unrelenting; I felt him unload in me like I'd never experienced. It felt like a gunshot inside me! That's probably overegging it a little, but that's how I'd describe it.
He pulled out of me and set me down on the table again and I just laid there, my mind numb, gaped wide open and exhausted. He told me, "That was fucking incredible April!" and I smiled and put a thumb up; I couldn't move. He laughed at me and got dressed while I recovered. He dropped his number onto me and left. I laid there for a good 10 minutes, just unable to function, but I got up, got dressed, and went home to a family dinner. Innocent April again!
Kink number 1 is unlocked. I love massive cocks!
I dated the guy for about 3 months, and we fucked like animals. But despite it, the age gap and the relationship just didn't work out.
I moved on to college where somebody else caught my eye, but that is another story.
I was around 16 when I really started to discover that guys liked me and that I liked the attention. I took after my mom in a lot of ways. She was ultra confident and sassy and always told me not to take any shit, and just like her, I had D cup tits before I was 16, and my ass is not exactly small. It's safe to say I wasn't short on male attention, and I absolutely reveled in it.
Thanks to a BF and me watching porn together, I discovered the work of the porn star Lexington Steele. If you're a female of my age, you know his work, I'm sure, he was the guy! I was a member of his fan club and I was obsessed with him. I immediately started sleeping with the black guys in school, my dumb ass hoping I'd find the fabled BBC. But as I always remind people, not all black guys are big and not all white guys are small.
When I was 17, a family friend of ours told me that I should try modeling and that he knew a guy who could help me out, and I loved the idea and jumped at the chance. I started out just doing clothes modeling and nothing erotic or exciting, but man, I loved being in front of a camera and being the center of attention.
At 18 I was asked if I wanted to carry on and would I like to do lingerie, bikinis, and even nude modeling. I said yes to the first two and maybe to the last one. I started doing lingerie and bikini work often, and I made great money off of it and again loved every second of it. The photographer I worked with often was really nice. He chatted with me a lot and we became great friends. At first, I thought he was only doing this to fuck me. Later, I found out he was gay. After a chat about porn randomly one day, he told me, "They film porn here, you know, It's not good porn, but it's porn."
I said, "Oh, cool!" and thought absolutely nothing of it. The studio in question wasn't big, and there were two tiny dressing rooms for anyone who needed them. I came in one day and went into a changing room, dumped my stuff, and changed into the bikini I was modeling and left to shoot. I finished and headed back to my changing room.
I opened the door and walked in. I was greeted by a 6'6, 250-pound ripped and shredded black guy naked as a baby, with a cock that was bigger soft than I'd ever seen or had hard. I considered myself confident around men but I froze completely. I just stared and said the most pathetic "Hi." of my life.
He calmly and coolly said, "Oh, sorry, I had to use this changing room; there are two others in the other one."
I just said, "That's okay," again in the most pathetic, unconfident way ever. My eyes didn't leave his cock or his abs. I stared, and he could see me staring. I was absolutely entranced by this guy and thoughts ran through my head of just what the hell he was going to treat me like.
He said, "Hi, my name's Mike," and we shook hands.
I managed to squeak out an "I'm April" all the while just staring at this guy head to toe now, as he stood a foot in front of me. He asked me what I'd been shooting, and I said bikinis.
I got confident enough and twirled for him, and he said, "Yeah, I can see why, your gorgeous April."
I'd been called gorgeous before, but it was different from him. I was instantly in love with him. I felt myself getting turned on by just being in the room with him, and a voice on one shoulder was saying, 'Flirt with him,' and the other was saying 'He's old enough to be your dad. Don't do it, dumb girl!' The first voice won!! I later found out he was 38 years old.
I sat on the table in front of him, and I asked him, "What was he shooting?" And he told me what I already knew. He was shooting porn, obviously.
At this point, I plucked up the courage to ask the question burning a hole through my brain: "How fucking big is that thing?" I said, staring at this fucking huge monster that was now at eye level.
"It's 11.6 inches."
My heart skipped about 3 beats, and my brain managed to throw out a single. "Wow."
His confidence was unmatched by anything I'd encountered. After my pathetic "Wow," he grabbed his cock in front of my face and started to jerk off slowly and methodically. I was so wet I could have flooded the place. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I didn't even hesitate for a second and started kissing him back. I felt his giant hands run up my legs along my hips and to my tits. He touched me like a man, not a boy, and he explored every inch of me. He took my bikini top off and threw it at the wall. He grasped my tits and started kissing them. Guys had played with my tits before, but nobody caressed them like this, and I'd never had my body explored so extensively and thoroughly.
I grasped his now rapidly hardening cock and started jerking him off while we kissed, but soon he wanted more and I started sucking his cock. Now it was my turn to surprise him. I have no gag reflex!! I'd discovered it as a kid randomly and now I was putting it to the ultimate test. I sunk his cock down my throat and he let out a "god damn girl!" as I took about 8 inches down my throat before coming up for air.
He said, "How the fuck you do that girl?" and he shoved his cock straight down my throat before I could answer.
This time he sank it deep to the point that breathing wasn't possible, and he pulled out of my throat. I gasped for air and smiled at him. Slutty April was out and ready to play!!
I sucked his cock and jerked him off till he was hard as steel. He pushed me onto my back, lying on the table, and he pulled my bikini bottom over my legs. Without a thought, he started rubbing my clit with his thumb and plunged two fingers deep inside me. I had been touched down there before, but fuck, this was different. Everything he did was 10x normal, and my already soaked pussy was now torrential. He made me cum with ease with just his fingers, and I quivered. He slipped his hand out. He leant his bag on the floor, pulled out a condom and threw it on my stomach.
I don't know what possessed me to do what I did next, but I threw it away and said, "Don't worry, I'm on the pill."
I wasn't, and I didn't even have any birth control at all. I guess I was trying to impress him in the stupidest way ever.
He pulled me to the edge of the table, parted my legs, and slid barely a few inches of himself inside me. OHH MY GOD, my brain shut off; it was absolute bliss. Every inch he explored of me, I could feel this guy stretching me. I had expected a little pain, but there was none, just sheer bliss. He wasn't even using half of it, and it was better than anything else I'd ever experienced. What the hell was it going to be like when he actually fucked me? I thought to myself. He started off slow; he could absolutely tell I was new to this monster. He slowly got deeper and deeper, and I was loving it so much that I came twice from what was basically just him going easy, until it happened.
A man hit my cervix for the first time, and almost simultaneously he started pounding on me hard. I came multiple times in a row within a few seconds of this. I looked down; he had cock to spare still. I put a hand on it as he thrust into me, and I came again. I'd never felt smaller and more vulnerable as a woman, and it was making me uncontrollably turned on and shut off my brain. I laid back on the table and let him do what he wanted. I came again and again and again.
If I thought that was fun, it was about to get a whole lot more fun. He pulled out of me and lifted me by my waist with ease, lowered me onto his cock, and I reached back to guide him into me with legs wrapped around him. I'd never been fucked standing before, and his strength to manhandle me with ease was incredible. He walked me to the wall of the changing room and fucked me against it. He obviously knew I was ready and pinned me to the wall. He then unleashed what I can only describe as borderline ****, but in the best way possible. He fucked me, pinned against the wall, with him pressing hard up against me. one hand on my chest, the other on my ass. He was brutal and unrelenting; I felt him unload in me like I'd never experienced. It felt like a gunshot inside me! That's probably overegging it a little, but that's how I'd describe it.
He pulled out of me and set me down on the table again and I just laid there, my mind numb, gaped wide open and exhausted. He told me, "That was fucking incredible April!" and I smiled and put a thumb up; I couldn't move. He laughed at me and got dressed while I recovered. He dropped his number onto me and left. I laid there for a good 10 minutes, just unable to function, but I got up, got dressed, and went home to a family dinner. Innocent April again!
Kink number 1 is unlocked. I love massive cocks!
I dated the guy for about 3 months, and we fucked like animals. But despite it, the age gap and the relationship just didn't work out.
I moved on to college where somebody else caught my eye, but that is another story.
Sexy good read very hot 
