The Family Slut, Part 1: Painful Initiation - Sex Stories

The Family Slut, Part 1: Painful Initiation

I never imagined the world and the shitty little town I had lived in my whole life could be so fucked up. I was wrong... It all began when my mother sent my brother, sister, and I to town for groceries. We didn't have a vehicle, and we hadn't had one since I was little, so naturally, we had to walk.It was also my birthday that day, but my family usually ignored my birthday when it came around, so you can imagine how surprised I was when my brother told me on our way there that he had a surprise for me. My eyes went wide. I turned to Cassie for confirmation. She had that look on her face again. I hated that look. Every time she got that look, it meant trouble. Most of the day passed without incident. As the minutes passed, I began to wonder if my family was trying to make up for last year. Last year, all I got was left behind. Literally. Mom, Cassie, and Zack all went to my uncle Tommy's for the weekend. Cassie's birthday is only two days after mine, so I know damn well she got to celebrate hers. It really sucked. Still, I got to do whatever I wanted all weekend. Granted there wasn't much to do or much to eat, but it was great being able to sleep on a real bed and use the internet for a change. We only had one laptop in the house. It was in the one bedroom that Mom kept to herself. The rest of us slept in the living room, and we only had two couches. I always slept on the floor. With the family gone, I got to sleep in Mom's bed, use her laptop, and look through everyone's ...

... stuff. Mom and Cassie shared a dresser, Zack's stuff was crammed in Mom's closet, and most of my stuff was stuffed in a garbage bag I used as a surprsingly comfy pillow. It was hot that weekend, so I eventually stripped naked, and getting inspired by my exposure, I ended up camming with some horny older men online. I never really had any privacy at home with my brother and sister staying up late almost every night, and sharing one bathroom was never fun, so masturbating without fear of being seen was rare for me. I really needed to realease all that tension when I could. These weekend trips were a semi-common occurence since Cassie's birthday about three years earlier. Since then, Mom seemed to make it a point for the three of them to leave me behind and go to uncle Tommy's as often as possible. Plus, it's kinda hard to get off even in the bathroom with only five minutes of hot water on a good day and no doorknob on the door. And let me tell you, having your brother, sister, or mom walk in on you fingering yourself on the toilet or in the shower was never fun. It always bugged me though that I never walked in on them doing anything. I don't mean it like I wanted to catch them doing something sexual. That would be weird. I mean it's just that I had these weekends to pleasure myself, but what did these guys do to take the edge off? And when? I knew there were a couple vibrators in mom and Cassie's dresser and a stack of porno mags in Zack's closet, so it's not like they didn't have ...