My Nature

I have always considered myself to be submissive.

Ever since I first started having sex I remember doing whatever I was told by older boys or men who took an interest in my promiscuous nature. I very regularly found myself in the back seat of some guys car half naked with him and his friends fondling my breasts which always led to me giving blowjobs or spreading my legs for whoever wanted me.

I can always remember myself being the popular girl who seemed irresistible to older boys and a pathetic emotionally vulnerable slave to even older men.

It was how I valued myself.

The more the opposite sex wanted me the better I felt about myself. At parties boys older than myself would often get me in the back of their car and while their friends watched I would give them this long sloppy blowjob making them come so hard and filling my mouth with so much hot seed I would have to swallow several times. I always felt so proud of myself being able to do that and everyone would talk about it for such a long time afterwards.

There was this one guy who would come all over my breasts. He would let his friends fondle my pussy while I pleasured his cock and when he come he would cover my nipples in his hot seed then tell me to go back to the party with the cum still over me to find his friend and give him a blowjob too. I was always so self conscious about the way I wreaked of cum but I did this for him many times and everyone knew what he was making me do and pretty soon I was giving a heap of guys blowjobs at these parties.

Many guys made a big joke about it but I never felt embarrassed because to me I was being a good girlfriend.

Maybe I was just dumb...

Maybe, I have just always enjoyed being humiliated but it took me a very long time to realise in a very subtle way I was the one with all the power. Men would give me gifts and older boys would run about after me like I was a goddess but it was always the ones who treated me poorly that kept my attention.

These were the ones I would do anything for because I was so afraid of rejection. These were the ones who convinced me to have sex with their friends over and over again and the more I did this the easier it became for me to do it for them.

I clearly remember this guy who kept pushing the boundaries and expected more and more from me until I had virtually become his sexual puppet.

I always had men drool over the way I looked and still do but when I was pure, gullible and willing most men and especially the older boys couldn't and wouldn't leave me alone at parties until I had given them what they wanted.

This happened repeatedly and was always the reason I was so quickly branded a complete slut no matter where I went.

Sometimes I look back on these times and regret doing what I did but then other times I feel especially satisfied that I did them again and again. I loved being the popular girl at school.

The only problem was that I never had any real friends.