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Training a Girl to Be a Fuck Toy: Her Parents Asked Me to Be Her Mentor!
I got myself a girlfriend for hot girl-on-girl sex and she evolved into a submissive trainee for private sex parties [Sex Confession]
I write erotica novels & short stories. I also publish sex confessions as a spermivore, spermaholic, and teen slut. Yes, teen slut! And I’m proud of it! Sex is good. And girls who love sex shouldn’t have to hide and pretend to be “pure.” Sex is pure! And naked skin is natural.
Amara pushed her sundress down to unveil her naked 18-year-old body in the kitchen of my friend, Madison. That was my cue. I proceeded to do to Amara what Madison had done to me so many times before. I handcuffed her hands in the back of her body, put a collar and leash around her neck, and pushed a butt plug up her tiny, sexy ass.
Madison watched me prepare Amara with a giant grin as if she was proud of me.
Amara wanted me to train her as a fuck toy, and I’ll get to that in a second.
Of course, I asked Madison to help me since she had been the one organizing many sex parties at her place for men to use, share, penetrate, fill, and fuck my body over and over again.
I especially asked Madison if she could help me find a few clean men for Amara’s first day as a cum bucket, and she did. Her husband’s friends were always happy to get a call from her!
We were barely done with “decorating” Amara’s nude body when Darnell walked in with four of his buddies. I had seen them all before. These men had fucked me in each one of my holes repeatedly, and I was sure they enjoyed it. Yet, they only had eyes for Amara on that Saturday afternoon.
I enjoy so much being the center of attention, especially by men using my body… Why was I bringing competition in? I was feeling old in my mid-20s next to this tiny, firm, sexy 18-year-old piece of curvy meat!
Was I jealous? Maybe. But it was too late to back down.
I’ve had armies of hard cocks around me in that beach mansion many times before. But on that day, I would have a chance to get a different point of view: watching how these five cocks were to penetrate, use, and fuck Amara instead of me. Perhaps I would learn a thing or two for my next time as a sex object.
Standing behind Amara, with the front of her naked body facing the five men, I caressed her boobs, then let my right hand travel down her belly while my left hand stayed on her round tits, pointing straight ahead. Her nipples were getting hard. I dipped a finger into her pussy. She was juicy!
I wondered if she was enjoying being the only naked person in the room as much as I enjoy being in that situation.
I pulled my finger out of her and slowly licked it while looking at each guy, one by one.
“Your new toy is ready, guys!” I announced.
Perhaps I was jealous. Yet, I was thrilled as well. I was helping my new friend Amara live her fantasy in a safe place with tested men and no smartphone cameras around. She was about to discover the pleasure of being a fuck toy, something I had enjoyed tremendously my whole life.
I met Amara in early August at Madison & Darnell’s place. Where else?
Madison invited her to help me teach men how to touch a clitoris. Amara’s tiny body was used by me as a demonstration tool because I could hardly show men how to perform oral sex on my own clit. Could I?
At the time, I didn’t know how or where Madison had recruited Amara. I’ll tell you in a second. But first, I have to say that Amara and I… We hit it off at first sight — or at first lips on the clit, maybe!
After the “Teaching Men How To Touch a Clitoris” event, Amara came to my beach condo, and it turned into a night in paradise for me, my pussy, my clit, my breasts, and every inch of my body. Her touch was electrifying.
She stayed with me the following day, and we had a ball at the beach, like old-time friends, although we had just met.
On Sunday evening, when she asked me to drive her home before dinner, I got to meet her parents.
Actually, she asked me to drive her to a fancy restaurant near Aventura Mall. She said her parents worked there. It turned out they owned the place, and they usually have family dinners there on Sunday nights.
Her dad insisted I join them to eat.
Her parents looked like they were in their 40s. They could be my parents, too! They were friendly and easy to be around. I was the fifth one at a table for four, though. Amara had a brother who was about two years older than her.
I don’t know if it’s because my sexual senses were fully awakened after 24 hours with Amara, but my body reacted to her brother. I had never been with a man younger than me before, but I could see the pleasure of it in my mind as I sat my ass down, hoping not to wet the chair too much with my dripping pussy. I never wear underwear.
Everywhere I go lately, there seems to be sexual energy. Maybe it’s simply because I am not ashamed of my love for sex with men and women of all ages. It’s my body, and I fully enjoy it!
After some casual conversations, topics became spicy. They openly asked about our training session on how to touch a clit. They were all aware she had been there on Saturday with me. So much for trying to keep my sex life secret!
And then something clicked in my head. I had seen her parents before at Madison’s sex parties. That man’s cock had been inside of me, and it all came back to me in a flash.
“Oh! Short but stubby!” I exclaimed before covering my mouth in shame. I had just talked about the man’s cock in front of his kids.
“That’s him, alright,” Amara’s mother replied, laughing.
I must have turned red because she actively tried to reassure me. She said they were nudists at home, and they also openly discuss sex with their kids. I locked eyes with Amara’s brother. He shrugged and said: “Ya!”
I was speechless, staring at the food on my plate.
Amara’s mother explained to me that when they noticed how much their daughter wanted sexual experiences and how often she had sex with strangers she had just met, they first tried to stop her but then had to be a bit more honest since both Amara and her brother knew about the sex parties their parents attended.
That’s when Amara’s parents suggested she had sex under Madison’s supervision because people at these sex parties were screened and tested regularly. And it was a secure house. For instance, Madison and Darnell do not allow cell phones or other cameras during sex parties.
I was even more speechless, although I don’t know why. My parents were also pretty cool. My mom knew everything about my sex life, even the most extreme stuff, and she always encouraged me to push my limits on the sexual exploration road. My Dad was also cool, though my Mom was the one leading both. So, my parents were not the only cool ones!
When I grew up, I was always naked around the house, even when we had guests over. My daddy’s buddies enjoyed my lifestyle! But I was the only family member always naked, with my friend Jane, who regularly came from sleepovers. I saw my parents naked, just not all the time! So there wasn’t that much of a difference. Maybe that is why Amara and I hit it off on day one! I suddenly missed my friend, Jane, and I wondered how much fun it would be to have both Amara and Jane living with me.
In any case, apparently, Amara had a regular urge for sex, just like I had growing up.
That opened up so many question marks in my brain. I often read online that girls who want to be fuck toys have “issues.” Yet, I don’t see what mine could be, and Amara seemed to have had a pretty good life growing up in a wealthy and loving family.
It’s always been strange to me that men who like to be sexually dominated are often portrayed as “powerful men who need to live something different in their sex life,” and it’s socially acceptable. But a woman wanting to be dominated has to be a girl with a problem. Fuck that!
I am successful in my job in social media marketing. Amara seems like a very solid young woman. We simply enjoy being with men who take control and use our bodies for their pleasure. That is my choice. I have a safe word and… Well… It made me think I should talk to Amara about hers.
“Ever been to a sex party where I was the fuck toy?” I asked her brother, mostly out of nervousness and the need to say something. I wanted to take the question back as soon as it was out!
Fortunately, he replied in the negative.
“Not interested,” he said.
And then it was his turn to baffle and try to withdraw words.
“Not you, I mean… You’re beautiful… I mean…”
I laughed and interrupted to reassure him it was quite OK with me, although it got me to want that man even more!
Amara’s brother left quickly after dinner to see his new girlfriend.
“Bring her next time,” his mom said. “Amara brought her girlfriend!”
I was going from speechless to speechless. I was already Amara’s official girlfriend, it seemed. And that suited me just fine. In fact, it gave me shivers of pleasure. Amara was special. Perhaps she was only 18 years old, but she seemed so sure of herself, confident in what she wanted, and very smart every time we discussed any topic. And I was only a handful of years older, anyway!
She reached for my hand, squeezed it, and smiled. I returned the squeeze and the smile.
A restaurant staff came to get Amara’s mom for some emergency in the kitchen, which left Amara and me alone with her father. That’s when the sexual topics became even more unbridled.
He went on a monologue about evil men abusing women, and it made me uncomfortable at first, wondering if he was doing an introspection of his own behavior at some of the sex parties when he had fucked my ass before ejaculating in my mouth. But it turned out he wanted to congratulate me on living my sex life the way I wanted in a relatively safe environment, meaning that Madison and Darnell were keeping the evil men at bay.
He had a point.
I’m sharing my sex life online under this Delisha Keane pen name because people can be very judgmental. By doing so, I’ve received many invitations for sex adventures. The question has always been: How do I know who to trust? I was lucky to meet Madison in a bar in South Beach one night because she is a master at keeping these sex parties relatively safe. I mean, I get used and abused, filled with cum, covered in pee, and I often have a hard time walking at the end. But the men are screened and tested to be clean.
If you are a man wanting to take part in this type of adventure, where you get to use sexy young women like Amara and me in a safe environment without it being labeled prostitution… I don’t know what to tell you. It’s unfortunate that sex is still such a taboo and is kept mostly private and confidential. Maybe my sex diary will help, somehow. Who knows?
At the end of the evening, I finally understood what Amara’s father wanted. From his point of view, having her involved in Madison’s sex parties was better than having her open up her legs anywhere and everywhere, but he further called for me to be her mentor.
“I’ve seen you at these parties,” he said. “You may be the fuck toy, but you are… In charge. Not the right word. You know what I mean!”
I didn’t know what he meant, but I guessed it was a compliment.
“She’s only 18!” I exclaimed, although I had, myself, participated in plenty of kinky sex at 18.
Amara’s father made quite a few good points related to that. We were talking about her while she was right there and not saying a word. Her smile was the light in the room, though.
The main point was that she had been having a lot of sex for years, and they hadn’t found a way to stop her. She had even taken part in gang bangs where she was the only girl for dozens of men. Instead of continuing to fail at trying to hold her back, he wanted to encourage her to do it with trustworthy people. He meant me!
That was a nice compliment to hear, but it was also an enormous responsibility. Yet, I was so thrilled at the idea of spending more time with my new “girlfriend.” I wanted her. And not just sexually. I truly enjoyed my Sunday downtime just hanging out with her.
At one point, I felt like I had a little sister, something I always dreamed of, but then, once we started kissing each other’s clit, all sisterhood ideas were gone from my head. I can tell you that much!
It was Amara’s last week before getting back to school, and she wanted to spend it with me. We went to her home so that she could pick up some clothes—a handful of bikinis, really—then drove back to my place.
I danced on my way from the parking lot to the door of my condo. I was so excited at the idea of having Amara all to myself, at my place, in my bed, for an entire week!
This report for My Sex Life Diary turned out to be longer than I expected, so I continued it here:
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