Notes from a filthy 90s teenager.... - Sex Stories

Notes from a filthy 90s teenager....

... would shout out for laundry and I'd look and notice that my knickers were gone. You can imagine what my knickers were like. Sometimes when I got home they'd be in such a mess from either just my juices or a mixture of me and some boy I'd let cum in my, that they'd dry the crotch hard. My dad obviously enjoyed them, and he now had evidence that not only did I love porn, and sex chat lines, but that I also regularly got filled with cum. The second thing that happened was about the time when you used to get the free 10 minute porn clip at 11pm. Fuck, I used to love that. I hadn't really seen much video porn, as you couldn't just type something filthy into google and get thousands of nasty sluts fucking and sucking in return. My dad had one porn tape, and I used to have to go into the main living room when noone was there, lie out on the floor and wank off in front of it. I had a few near misses when my mum came home, but I got away with it. Anyway, when I realised there was 10 free minutes of soft core porn every night, only serious illness would have stopped me from watching it. The problem was that it was only on the TV in the living room, so whilst mum and dad had gone to bed by then, it was still a bit of a risk. Over time I had become more and more brazen with watching it. I loved the voice over as she used to say really dirty things, so gradually I'd start watching it with the sound louder and louder. A couple of times I thought I heard someone go past the living room ...

... to get to the kitchen, but to be honest I was so horny that I didn't really care. Another thing I started doing was phoning up the sex chat lines during the 10 minute clip. I used to love telling the women what I was watching, and which bits I liked. I'd say things like 'oh you should see this slut, her tits are bouncing up and down as she's getting fucked up her arse', I'd be moaning and groaning pretty loudly. It was not a surprise that I eventually got caught. Well, I didn't get caught exactly. What happened was this. One night, my dad just didn't got to bed. It got later and later, closer and closer to my precious 11pm window of filth. And my dad just sat there. And sat there. I was internally begging for him to go to bed so I could switch over and rub my little clit. That night he stayed in the room until 11.05 and then said he was going to bed. Within seconds of him leaving the room I had the channel on, my legs wide open and I was rubbing my cunt like a mad woman. The next night he did it again. We'd be sat in the dark, watching whatever on TV, and I'd be getting more and more desperate. The night after, the same. And then on the fourth night something changed. 10.59, we were sat there. 11.00 struck and my dad, who had possessing of the remote control, changed the channel. I couldn't believe what he was doing, he was changing it to the free 10 minutes of porn channel. Fuck, we were going to watch this together. That first night, we both just sat there watching and ...