I Had No Choice, Book V, Chapter 21 - Sex Stories

I Had No Choice, Book V, Chapter 21

... ruin my career, and somehow not going crazy over boys never bothered me. I didn't have any real friends and instead just studied, and that was always good enough for me. Then one day something inside me just turned on and my vagina just would start watering while I was in the girls locker room. It was then I began to worry that I might be a lesbian. All girls like to compare themselves to other girls. Who has got the biggest tits or hips, or the smallest waist or feet. I've even seen them argue about the size and shape of their noses. I tried to stay out of such superficial contests that no one had any control of anyway, but then my hormonal switch turned on and suddenly I was glancing around in the showers after gym, admiring every nipple, crotch, and ass. I know guys would pay for such shows and as long as no one knew, I'd enjoy them for free. Sometimes I'd worry that I was broken or weird, but I had my anonymous internet friends to help me cope on rough days. One even encouraged me to role-play a little and type to her what I would do if we were lovers. It was just harmless fun, but I couldn't do that often because it was just too uncomfortable pretending to have sex while pretending to be doing homework on the family computer that I'm pretty sure Dad bought just to use for porn after everyone else went to bed. My Dad isn't the brightest, so it didn't take long before I snooped into his browser history and saw graphic sex displays for the first time. It probably wouldn't ...

... have been too bad if Dad wasn't a perverted masochist, but all his pictures were of girls bound up or chained, many being tortured before and during being raped and defiled, usually by a group of guys. I considered showing Mom these pictures, but she couldn't be bothered to care about my existence so fuck her. Instead I used those same sites to open the gateway to my addiction to lesbian porn. I knew there was no way I was going to come out at school, so really my only outlet for my newly awakened sex drive was waking up early to use the computer when no one else was awake. Over the last few months I started exploring my body and finding out what touches made me feel good. Then I'd started those tutoring sessions with Mister Font and Becky. That was when I began thinking about Becky as I masturbated. I tried to keep my thoughts on studying, but Becky was just so flirty all the time. She'd wear short skirts, low cut shirts, and tight shorts; anything to show off as much of her attractive body as possible. That made it hard to study, and while I knew she wasn't showing off for me I imagined she was and began having a total secret crush on her. Then when I found out about their affair and pregnancy I realized I should have known the whole time. They were advertising it in front of me every day, but I think it was my own desire to be with Becky that blinded me to it. I still remember the day I couldn't help myself and I masturbated right on Becky couch as she and Mister Font had ...