But my parents and boyfriend think

My name is L, I'm 15 years old and the story that I start to tell has changed my life...I have a boyfriend however I prefer not to mention his name so as not to involve him even because he doesn't know this history of mine ...He's a religious guy and hard worker - the son-in-law every mother in law expects. We are dating for about 1 year now and he respects me very much ...I am an ordinary young woman with red green eyes, 1.75 meters tall and perfect body (excuse daily hours on my bike)...I look older by the proportions of my body but I don't care too much about it... (sometimes it is legal, because I can enter parties where normally would be barred) Since the age of 13, I am what they call a "woman", able to arouse the libido of men of any age (which I recognize and make good use).I recognise the power of seduction that I have, I know there are some men who would give anything to be with me, however, I had very rigid upbringing, those which prepare the girl for dating, engagement and marriage.However, it's really nice to realize hungry eyes of a man on me. As for my upbringing, my behaviour reinforces that maxim of the "wolf in sheep's clothing" ... To my family and boyfriend I am a saint but to those who know me intimately it is not quite so... Since childhood I have had very great appetite. This was repeated only in adolescence, when the touches became more malicious, kisses were hotter and sexual desire stronger: both my body and that of my friends had already been sculpted and well-made by youth: perfect breasts, juicy hairy bosoms, insinuating buttocks... I attend orgies always held in W.'s backyard or at F's swimming pool and we love to realize that our neighbours are watching us. Afraid of being denounced? What! And would the neighbors miss such an exciting spectacle? I love to suck my friend F's nipples, kiss that little mouth and gently lick that tasty cricket, especially leaving my body at the disposal of the voracious mouths of the other three (F, MF and W)... I enjoy and whine like a slut in those girls' hands. And I don't mind being their sex object: I am there for fun! And they took great care with this responsibility... My favorite was F (for the general jealousy of the two others), we make a perfect 69! No one has ever sucked my boob as much as that brunette girl! I scream and cry out with pleasure ... and I get drained down to the last drop! F bites hard at my nipples while he rubs his xanax on mine and the contact between these two crickets produces hallucinogenic effects it's a boner when we were all four hooked up, one sucking each other. I love to feel those hungry mouths sucking and biting my nipples clogged up with hard-on, and those naughty little tongues fucking my cunt, thirsty for the milk that drips from my bowels. My family had traveled and I was at home with my uncle (who served as a watchdog for me in the absence of my parents) and his little son, who loved to go there because we played so much together. That afternoon while riding on our bikes with my friend F., we noticed a strange man's movements in the street: he was tall, blond, half-bald and angry-faced... untidy beard, dirty clothes - very ugly looking. However, from the way he looked at us and touched himself, showing excitement when passing by, it seemed that he knew something about us ... What if he had attended one of our pool parties? He'd been around for about two weeks, and next to the F house there was a vacant lot that overlooked the swimming-pool property... We never cared how big an audience we had because we knew nothing would come out from those mouths. We dismissed the idea and agreed that this stroller was just a drunk, who wanted to show us he had an advantageous cock... And certainly that impression we had about the walker, it was something of "who is at fault in the office", nothing more. We said goodbye because it was getting dark and my uncle would not let me stay out on the street for the night, so we arranged a ride the next day and I went inside. That evening I wouldn't date anyone, since as my parents were absent, my boyfriend respected their absence and didn't even come home. Everything went smoothly, my parents called with all those recommendations of practice, then I played games with my cousin and watched the soap opera. Around 10 p.m., I retreated to my room. My uncle and his little son were in my parent's bedroom which was at the end of the corridor. It just so happens that I woke up with a movement inside my room, felt a hand holding me tight and telling me to be quiet because otherwise it would have been worse for me. He was the wanderer who had jumped out of my window in order to pay me a visit. He lay on top of me and I could smell his foul odor... A mixture of sweat, poop and I don't know what else. I was dying from fear about what might happen to me, however, this male scent excited me ... He held me tight and I begged him not to do anything, take whatever he wanted because there was a lot of stuff in that room at home. That's when he came right up close and whispered into my ear: "I want the taste of your little kiss". At this moment, I felt the bad breath coming from his mouth. I pleaded, asked him not to do anything, offered money but every time I refused my "no's" made him more certain of what he wanted. Finally I decided to explain why he did nothing with me, my parents and the upbringing received... He held on even stronger and replied 'so now I will take your little head!' ... I went crazy, I wanted to try a prank it had been for some time and as my boyfriend was uncooperative, I got into games with girls too. I still resisted, but he soon realized that the nipples of my breasts were hard with a boner and every time he put his beard on me it gave me shivers. He ripped off my shirt in one go and tied up my hands so I couldn't hold out too long to make their work easier... (I loved this because whenever we had girls together we used to tie each other down - see how much pleasure they would give each other) The guy fell into my little boobs from his mouth sucking so voraciously that he cut all my right-breast nipple, but I liked that ... He sucked me hard and I groaned, begging him not to bite me or hurt me... sure that he would do exactly the opposite of what was implored. He got down on his knees over me and showed me this huge mast pulsating with excitement by a little girl's trunk who slept in silk sheets on the bed. It was a big, thick stick ...the penumbra penetrating into the room did not disguise its contour and protruding veins and it makes me even more excited ... at first I felt slightly repulsed but that situation was so unusual and exhilarating that I didn't think much ... I resisted, so that he would be more enraged and therefore with a greater desire to eat me and after he pulls my hair by rubbing my face against his sex, I fall flat on it... and love! Without even waiting for me, he pulled off the bottom of my pink pajamas and started to boil me up nice...he saw how wet I was but I still tried to resist in order to increase that man's erection. While playing with my cock, he sucked hard on my tough breasts from itching. And this mixture of pain and excitement completely knocked me out! When he found that I really was a virgin, the guy went crazy! He said to me as if angry: "Now that goat is mine!" He started kissing me hard and that rough tongue in my mouth was driving me crazy, I bit his mouth and immediately received a spit and slap on the face. That was heaven for me... because I always liked to feel pain during my little jokes he said "cooperate or you'll regret it" do what I say otherwise I will eat you and then finish your race",I know you are loving your whore but I have something her friends don't have"... Yes, he had watched us doing one of those afternoons last week He sucked me again with voluptuousness, while he made my groin swell more and more from excitement; every now and then he tried to put his finger in it so that I could get a bigger hole. His head was pressed against my breasts for him to suck even harder, and I still asked him softly "don't bite", "do not hurt" - until I enjoyed... (but didn't let him know) whimpering quietly (as if your touch on my xana were hurting), as I wrung my fiery body around the hands of this stranger who had been playing nicely with his fingers on my little Xana bathtub ... I moaned softly in his ear. It fell out of my mouth again on that dick... and we made an unforgettable 69! What the fuck was that? He had such a cute mouth, sleazy walker! I was feast for this male's hunger. I was a little toy in those hands... Until he grabbed me tight and warned "Get ready, you whore" ... I was afraid, still resisting because that stick would kill me... And it enraged him! He spat into my face and held me firmly by my arms and neck almost hanging me up so I wouldn't move to stop him from fucking me. It was driving me crazy, but the fear remained in me. The guy after he had immobilized me put all his strength into my xotinha... At that time I even gave a scream of pain, which made him more excited ... lost consciousness! He pumped about three times with force to break through and then started going back and forth very hotly... While he entered, sucked and bit my lips... it didn't take long for me to enjoy myself ... and he realized by saying "I like you, bitch? There is still more". I had multiple orgasms in that stubborn pussy...I was completely crazy, I moaned and rolled my eyes in a way that would not be able to refuse anything. He put me into position and warned "now you'll see what is hot ... I will eat your bundle, my sexy bitch". He opened my pocket to facilitate penetration, gave me a strong spit to lubricate my little hole and began the work of penetrating... he tried but couldn't ... I pushed it even more, nothing... It drove him crazy as well as myself! Every once in a while I would hear the sound of his spits and feel that hot saliva running down my butt. He wouldn't stop picking on me and had to be at that moment! Pushed some more until he got inside me... As soon as he put part of the head of this cock into my small pocket I was mad with excitement and pain! That was it! Delicious thirst to give the ass! What a whore I was... what a piranha ... what a tramp ... enjoyed myself like a dog in heat! (I did not think of my boyfriend's innocence, relatives who slept in the same corridor, my parents, my future marriage and on "wedding night" ... I just wanted to climb all night with that hungry male). He was hallucinating because he took out his gourd from that narrow hole and forcefully put it into my xanax, in one fell swoop and laughed at the bottom, moaning loudly ... The guy had finished laughing, but his dick kept barking hard ... I barely had time to get myself together and he grabbed me again... He put me on all fours, where we could rest our knees on the pillows and stuffed animals that were in this corner of the room. What a thrill it was to feel that roll tearing through my insides ... The beginning was always difficult because my little hole was too tight to support the handlebars of that cute hard and jealous cock. First it was his head and that absurd pain that took away my senses, then very slowly, the whole body ... It felt good and I felt that huge parrot bursting inside me. I moaned loudly, hallucinating that I could combine the desire to get fucked with my masochistic Tara of feeling pain... My cousin's gourd was his! And Xana too ... Macho tesudo who had a good fuck (and full of hunger from someone who has not been fucking anyone for a long time), he mercilessly crawled into my rump which twisted, rolled around, biting (contracting) this juicy jeba ... He squeezed the pink, hard beaks of my breasts and I went mad with pain and pleasure... he held me tightly by the hips and thighs without mercy. What a hallucinatory climb it was that one, he pulled my hair and told me the worst things: "your bitch", his whore "," you fuck your ass, piranha "," your gourd is mine "... I muffled my horny screams on the pillow, so that uncle and cousin wouldn't know who the whore in the next room was. I had multiple orgasms - but completely lost consciousness when I felt a jet of semen filling up my asshole... Hot as hell! And how he enjoyed it... How loudly he moaned! My legs were no longer strong enough to support my own weight, trembling all over with ecstasy from the impact of this orgasm... He fell down breathing heavily. That tailbone already belonged to someone else! What an owner! The guy got up, dressed himself and walked out the same window through which he entered... I don't know his name, only that he must be carioca because of his strong and dragged accent. My parents have returned from a trip, my boyfriend still respects me and my life continues in the same high school routine: "study evenings" at friends' houses, dating from 7:00 to 10:00 pm and wild early morning sex. What more could I want? For two weeks now this 'carioca' visits me always at the same time, fucks me good and goes out... And now we are already thinking about inviting my friend F to join us for these nights of great excitement and pleasure.