The first steps of a girl part 5
As I reported in part 4, Robinho blackmailed me and gave myself to him, which made me wake up the sleeping little girl.The next morning I went out suspiciously and always looked at some smiling boys I thought they were talking about me, but as the day went on I became calmer because apparently the secret was kept. Anyway, I chose to stay longer at home to avoid situations that could lead Robinho or Leo to reveal something. On Sunday I went to play ball in the field and Robinho came right to me;Where were you, gone?I invented an excuse that I was studying for the test and I didn't know to focus on the game, but back in the field he dragged me to the backyard of his house, grabbed me and wanted me to suck his dick, but I resisted and said. "No, he's not going to give up!
On Monday, on the way back to school, I met Robinho in the street who immediately intimated me:"Today you do not escape, later I will go there, you already know what you have to do".I agreed and said. "After everyone leaves I will prepare myself and when you see the window closed it is because I will be ready waiting for you".My heart shot, I came home nervous, anxious to wait for my macho. I took a bath, had lunch and waited for everyone to come out to prepare myself.I put on a lingerie, I put on a little dress from Naty, I wore lipstick, I put a brace on my hair, I even wore a pressure earring from my mother and I was happy to finish wearing a sandal and I passed the perfume of Nathalia. I looked in the mirror and I liked the result, I rehearsed some gestures, some words and I was ready to receive my macho.
I closed the window, opened the door, and waited. It wasn't long before he walked into the room and I greeted him with a smile and offered him a warm hug, but he broke my expectation of being treated like a girlfriend, and with his usual brutality he walked right over to the couch and treated me like a little bitch, said, "Like a little bitch, you're a little bitch! You were born to give that ass!" I made one more attempt to lighten the mood, took a walk and said in a soft voice, "He didn't like it, I did what you said, I thought I was going to like it". He liked it, but he didn't want to take it, pulled me over and made me sit on his lap, squeezed me tight, smoothed me, said, smelled it;
I tried to seduce him by rolling gently on his lap and said, "I thought you'd like Nathalia's perfume!"
He didn't notice and stood up, put his dick out and told me to suck. I sucked slowly, always watching my male's reaction, until it was time to take a dick and he penetrated me with everything until he stuck the bag on my ass and I sighed; "Ahm slowly, your dick too big, let your Nathy get used to it first!!" Hearing that he got excited, the effect was the opposite and he started to put faster and talk more crap;
"Do you want more prick, do you?" Ta liking his macho? "Roll in my prick you bitch!" I resolved not to hold on any longer, I went totally into the mood and was rolling in his roll;"Is that how you want it? Let his Nathy roll in that stick! went all in oh!" He stood still while I pushed his butt and swallowed his whole stick, rolled it as it went up and back to his head until he didn't hold on, and mocked on my butt;"What a bundle, to you mocking, mocking!" Goose! Goose on the tail of his Nathy! He filled my tail with milk and fucked and I kept encouraging;"That no more, fuck! Eat your Nathy! That delightful sliding stick on my butt!" He was ungrateful of my whole body, sitting on that sofa and sweating.
Robinho fucked me intensely for about six months, at least once a week, which I consider very much for those who previously could hardly get some quick ones. He turned me into a slutty little whore, I no longer pretended not to like, I behaved like a slut, I courted and asked for his role without ceremony, He continued to be aggressive, time passed and I could not get Nathalia interested in him, who charged me solutions and punished me in sex for it. Sometimes I wanted to get rid of him because he treated me almost like a slave, but I learned early on that there is not always romance in sex and that you should try to minimize the problems and let the best of sex roll. It was interrupted suddenly, because my parents reconciled and returned to the house, and this sequence of rupture was crucial because at that time, some other people would probably find out about him that he was so immature on the female side, that Nathalia would try to behave immodestly in the bathroom and in the bathroom, or in terms of that perfume that would absorb me, as Nathalie complains.
I became a panties hunter, when I went to a relative's house I ran to the bathroom to see the panties in the clothes basket, I smelled, I licked, I wondered if those women had fucked with that lingerie, and when I found some sexy little girl it was irresistible to take her with me. After a while I had my collection of panties and I began to wear them more often and the risk excited me. I even took the pants down in the school locker room without remembering that I was wearing panties and almost caught, evidencing how much I was risking. Just like Lufa, Nathalia noticed my feminine side emerging, but unlike the female cousin, but I did not approve of this story and would not treat me like a little girl and scolded my behavior until my sister flagged me with her perfume or suspicion that I was always on her side with such phrases as, "I was humiliated more often, and I could not live with this, because I was a woman, and after a long time I realized that this would be a very easy thing to forget, because I could not live with my feminine side".
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On Monday, on the way back to school, I met Robinho in the street who immediately intimated me:"Today you do not escape, later I will go there, you already know what you have to do".I agreed and said. "After everyone leaves I will prepare myself and when you see the window closed it is because I will be ready waiting for you".My heart shot, I came home nervous, anxious to wait for my macho. I took a bath, had lunch and waited for everyone to come out to prepare myself.I put on a lingerie, I put on a little dress from Naty, I wore lipstick, I put a brace on my hair, I even wore a pressure earring from my mother and I was happy to finish wearing a sandal and I passed the perfume of Nathalia. I looked in the mirror and I liked the result, I rehearsed some gestures, some words and I was ready to receive my macho.
I closed the window, opened the door, and waited. It wasn't long before he walked into the room and I greeted him with a smile and offered him a warm hug, but he broke my expectation of being treated like a girlfriend, and with his usual brutality he walked right over to the couch and treated me like a little bitch, said, "Like a little bitch, you're a little bitch! You were born to give that ass!" I made one more attempt to lighten the mood, took a walk and said in a soft voice, "He didn't like it, I did what you said, I thought I was going to like it". He liked it, but he didn't want to take it, pulled me over and made me sit on his lap, squeezed me tight, smoothed me, said, smelled it;
I tried to seduce him by rolling gently on his lap and said, "I thought you'd like Nathalia's perfume!"
He didn't notice and stood up, put his dick out and told me to suck. I sucked slowly, always watching my male's reaction, until it was time to take a dick and he penetrated me with everything until he stuck the bag on my ass and I sighed; "Ahm slowly, your dick too big, let your Nathy get used to it first!!" Hearing that he got excited, the effect was the opposite and he started to put faster and talk more crap;
"Do you want more prick, do you?" Ta liking his macho? "Roll in my prick you bitch!" I resolved not to hold on any longer, I went totally into the mood and was rolling in his roll;"Is that how you want it? Let his Nathy roll in that stick! went all in oh!" He stood still while I pushed his butt and swallowed his whole stick, rolled it as it went up and back to his head until he didn't hold on, and mocked on my butt;"What a bundle, to you mocking, mocking!" Goose! Goose on the tail of his Nathy! He filled my tail with milk and fucked and I kept encouraging;"That no more, fuck! Eat your Nathy! That delightful sliding stick on my butt!" He was ungrateful of my whole body, sitting on that sofa and sweating.
Robinho fucked me intensely for about six months, at least once a week, which I consider very much for those who previously could hardly get some quick ones. He turned me into a slutty little whore, I no longer pretended not to like, I behaved like a slut, I courted and asked for his role without ceremony, He continued to be aggressive, time passed and I could not get Nathalia interested in him, who charged me solutions and punished me in sex for it. Sometimes I wanted to get rid of him because he treated me almost like a slave, but I learned early on that there is not always romance in sex and that you should try to minimize the problems and let the best of sex roll. It was interrupted suddenly, because my parents reconciled and returned to the house, and this sequence of rupture was crucial because at that time, some other people would probably find out about him that he was so immature on the female side, that Nathalia would try to behave immodestly in the bathroom and in the bathroom, or in terms of that perfume that would absorb me, as Nathalie complains.
I became a panties hunter, when I went to a relative's house I ran to the bathroom to see the panties in the clothes basket, I smelled, I licked, I wondered if those women had fucked with that lingerie, and when I found some sexy little girl it was irresistible to take her with me. After a while I had my collection of panties and I began to wear them more often and the risk excited me. I even took the pants down in the school locker room without remembering that I was wearing panties and almost caught, evidencing how much I was risking. Just like Lufa, Nathalia noticed my feminine side emerging, but unlike the female cousin, but I did not approve of this story and would not treat me like a little girl and scolded my behavior until my sister flagged me with her perfume or suspicion that I was always on her side with such phrases as, "I was humiliated more often, and I could not live with this, because I was a woman, and after a long time I realized that this would be a very easy thing to forget, because I could not live with my feminine side".
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