Why I am the way I am 10 the end

This will hopefully be the last chapter. My life had so many ups and downs. Rape, blackmail on and on. This is who I am.

When I left on chapter 9 the boys were fucking me on the bus. My dealer was fucking me. Steve had his boyfriend fucking me. But I guess I wasn’t finished fucking my self yet.

The affair with the boys on the bus lasted about three more weeks. I was enjoying the dick. I was enjoying teaching them how to please a woman. And they certainly did seem like they were pleased with me. They fucked me every chance they got. My pussy was wet most every day from someone’s cum. My dealer was getting mad that I only paid with pussy. You can only spread your legs so many times before they want their money. I asked Steve for some money and he hit the roof. He knew right off I must have been using drugs again. So I slept in the bus a few days to let him cool off and hopefully get some time to let my dealer cool off also.
Well those few days I was lonely so I kept the boys busy filling my cunt and ass with dick. I was a cum covered mess when Steve track me down and found me.
“ have you been driving the bus looking like this?”
Like what?
Like a two dollar whore Jen. God you reek of sex. Come back home and get cleaned up. Why are you doing this. I thought we had a nice little game to play together. But you always have to take it too far. You’re killing yourself again Jen.
He was right of course. But by then it wouldn’t matter.
That Monday Afternoon when I parked the bus. The cops were waiting for me.
I was arrested for sex with underage children. Taking to jail and sat there all week before Steve got me out on bail.
“Thanks Steve. I don’t know how I’m going to repay you for this. “
“ you’re going to have sex with my boss Rob. He wants to met you. He said he would get you a good lawyer. And all he ask for is to be able to fuck you whenever he wants. I thought it was a better deal than putting a second mortgage on the house to pay for one
After all you do like to have sex with people. I didn’t think it would be a problem. I mean for someone who can’t keep their hands off of teenage boys. What the fuck Jen”
God damn they look good. I don’t what I was thinking. They should have kept their mouth shut.
Or maybe you could have just not fucked them. John wasn’t good enough for you. Your dealer not fucking your ass enough. What is it Jen. Really I want to know. I’ve sucked that cunt of yours for years now. I thought I was just cleaning up after John. Not the whole damn town Jen.
I had let Steve down again. And after he had made me feel better after cunt Buster. Mom Jen thought I was a pervert. The whole town knew what I had done before the next week.
I met with Rob. We talked for a two minutes before he had my shirt off chewing on my tits. He was rough. He had a wife that always said no to everything he wanted to do. So when he found someone like me who couldn’t say no. He took full advantage of it.
Stick your finger in your ass. Now suck on it.
I can suck on better things than my fingers.
Do what I said whore.
I did. I sucked on my shity finger. I let him piss on me. I did everything he wanted. He fucked my ass in front of Steve. Called him worthless. Told him that it was his fault for not fuck his whore good enough. Steve and I knew it was just talk but it hurt. I mean I had hurt Steve a lot over the years. But somehow it really got to me when Rob was hurting him.
I made sure no matter how much Rob fucked me. No matter how long he kept me on my back stretching out my ass. I made sure after he left to suck on Steve’s cock if he wanted me to. Most of the time he didn’t. John was screwing his ass hard most nights. So he didn’t need me. I offered to lick his ass clean. But he turned me down.
One night John and Rob talked and they had us get on steve’s king size bed both of us on our hands and knees. ( well Steve was on his stumps) but they took us both up our asses. We had to look at each other right in the eye while taking cock. The pain and pleasure that cross Steve’s face. I was sure he saw the same thing on my face as well. When they left it was just like the hotel room with me and candy so long ago. Our ass holes twitching back into shape after a hard fucking. Us laying there holding each other laughing at our cum farts. It was great while it lasted.
The wheels of Justice turn slow. It was six months before my trial. It wasn’t much of a trial. The boys wouldn’t say anything. But they didn’t have to. Robbie had taken a few pictures with his phone. Once the jury saw me with a cock in my mouth and Robbie smiling about it. There wasn’t much else my expensive lawyer could do. I was sentence to 15 years in the state penitentiary.
Now I’m sure most of you want to know how much cunt I munched on while I was in jail. But that is for those sexy stories you enjoy reading about. This is what really happens when you go to prison.
I was put in a so with a small Mexican woman named Maria who was there for killing her husband quite a few years before. She was in her 60s. Life without parole. That first day we sat there talking. I told her all about my life. And what I was in for. She seem to understand me. I thought I made a friend that night. But as soon as the lights went out. I found out what Maria really thought of me.
She got off the top bunk and took a piss. I didn’t look. I should have. She had put her shoes back on. When she stood on my bunk to get into hers she kicked me hard in my mouth. Then quickly dropped down and put her hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming.
“ what, you think you can go around fucking up everyone’s life for your own kicks and never have to pay bitch. You fucked up those boys for the rest of their life. They will grow up wanting their teen girl friends to take it up the ass they are going to rape their daughters because of you. You messed up the way they were supposed to grow up. They won’t be normal kids anymore because of you. And now you won’t be normal either. I’m going to remove my hand and then I’m going to take out all those loose teeth of yours and flush them down that toilet over there. If you make a sound I’m going to kill you. If not tonight. I’ll have someone else do it later. Shake your head and tell me you understand. I understood. I opened my mouth and grabbed my sheets. I let Maria pull out five teeth from my bottom, jaw and for teeth from the top. I didn’t scream. I just laid there thinking about what she had told me. I had done it. Even if those boy wanted to. Even if I was making them happy. I should’ve just said no. I should have kept my perverted thoughts to myself. I had fucked up two kids. Who wouldn’t have a normal relationship for the rest of their lives because of me. I knew this because that’s what Mr Ben had done to me so many years before.
The rest of my time in prison was me looking at the floor and following that yellow line everywhere I went. I kept my mouth closed and didn’t say anything unless I was asked.
8 years I spent watching Marie wipe her ass. And trying to masturbate quietly enough not to wake everyone.
After 8 years. That fancy lawyer that Rob got. Was able to get me put under house arrest.
I was getting ready to leave when Marie stuck a pencil in my right tit. She was trying to rip off my nipple when the guards pulled her off of me. I spent another week in The infirmary before the state of Kentucky took me back to Steve’s house for the remainder of my sentence.
I walked in and the officer went over everything. I wasn’t able to leave the house. Steve would get me anything I needed. I if I walked out the front door. I’d be back in prison before the next day.
The officer left and Steve ordered us pizza. I sat there quietly crying on his shoulder.
The next morning John came over and fucked Steve hard. I was listening to their passion for about an hour. Then John came in to my room and told me to clean up his cock. It was the first dick I’d seen in 8 years. He didn’t care. He wasn’t going to fuck me. I sucked him off and he just turned around and left me there. After he left I begged Steve to let me ride his cock. But he had to go to work. I asked if Rob was coming over but was told he was on vacation with his family. So for the next 9 hours I sat there masturbating until Steve came back home. I asked where his mother was and found out she died about two years into my stay. I asked why he never told me. He said he didn’t want to add any sadness to my life. And I cried for the rest of that day.
When Steve came home that Thursday he had a vibrator and a 12 inch dildo. I was one happy girl when he woke me up the next morning. I fixed him and John breakfast. And put the door they went. I settled in and got into a good routine. Then Steve rolled his wheelchair into my room one night. Told me to handcuff myself to the headboard. I smiled and did. Then John came in and put Steve between my legs as he fucked him. Steve eat my as and cunt like a starving man. When they were done I begged John to fuck me. I needed a real dick. He said he knew what I needed. They tied me up face down ass up. I couldn’t move a bit. Then they left for hours. When they came back they had bought a fucking Machine just for me. They got a fat 10 inch dildo. Lube me up and turned it on and then just left me there. God it was great. For the first hour maybe two. After that it got painful. Then unbearable. I screamed and cried. I came and came again. But soon it was just a rubber cock pounding away at me for the next 5 hours. In the morning Steve rolled in and untied me. Told me to go fix breakfast. I told him to kiss my ass. He picked up the phone and said get up or you’re going back to prison. My sore cunt got out of bed and fixed them breakfast. Then that afternoon Rob finally showed up. I wanted him to fuck me so bad. But my cunt was so sore from the pounding that rubber dick did to me I just couldn’t. Well I couldn’t take him in my pussy. But I let him take me ass for a bit. He didn’t last long. God it was great. After that they sort of played with their new toy for about six months. I didn’t mind. I was happy just being used. And the best part was I couldn’t go out and fuck up any thing. I was locked up there.
So about a year later. Rob sends this friend of his over. I don’t like it but I let him fuck the shit out of me. Rob said he was a client of his. So he was a client of mine. And if I wanted to keep getting fed well I would be earning my money. Well playing the whore was nothing new to me. But Steve didn’t like strangers in his house. So my client list was very short. Five or so men each around the same age as all of us. John was an oldest at 60. And I was the youngest of them at 45 or so at the time.
We fucked each other and I fucked whoever they told me to.
7 years passed quickly. I know the door is unlocked. I know I could leave. But where ? And why? My old ass has fucked a thousand cocks if I had one. And this old pussy well it still works well for as worn out as it is. Steve still likes it. The other morning I was making breakfast and John can in the kitchen before anyone else. Lifted my robe over my waist and took me hard over the kitchen table. He must have been saving that one. I went back to the stove and Rob came over to me next. He didn’t know what John had just done. As John was taking a shower then. Well Rob bent me over and shoved right in. It didn’t take him long to realize he was getting sloppy seconds. So he took my ass. Then left for work. John left and Steve came in. I sat down on the table and put my feet on his shoulders.
Your friends left you your breakfast ion between me legs.
Steve rolled closer and licked away for the next 20 minutes. I was really happy. I washed his face and sent him down the road with a breakfast sandwich.
So that’s it. I’m a whore sometimes. The three of us take trips together around the country. We go here and there. Steve claims me as his. But Rob and John have free use of me. Steve lets me help him with most things now. He doesn’t think twice about it if I offer to lick up whatever John left in his ass. Steve is getting old too. His ass doesn’t snap back like it used to.
I could go on and on how much my men love me. And how much I love them.
But I think I’ll leave it here. I don’t hurt anyone. And no one is hurting me. It’s all very consensual and we all know where the door is if we want to leave .

If anyone reads this there’s 10 chapters to my story. I would love for someone who really knows how to write a good erotic story
To take this and make it so much better. I can tell the story because I lived it. But I can’t make it sexy like it should be.
I only ask that you keep the name of it the same so I know it when I see it.
Thank you all for reading my story. The comments help me keep going when I thought it wasn’t worth telling.
I love telling it. Sadly it ends here. Unless something goes horribly wrong and I have to add another chapter. But let’s hope not.