Someone’s first time is supposed to be magical right? Fuck that. My first time was not at all, but it was still arousing even though I didn’t know what was happening. I was at my uncle’s house (not the one that saw me getting knocked up but another one) and decided to run out to the barn where the hay was. I was a little girl, I don’t remember the exact age, it was elementary or middle school. But I went and played in the hay, laughing and hiding and listening to the animals do their thing. It is so fun to be young and innocent. That is when my uncle walked into the barn. His face was not pleasant and he was apparently mad, very mad. All I could hear him talk about was his “cunt wife” and something about “won’t fuck me, I will fucking show her.” I didn’t like to see my uncle mad, so I came out from around the bale of hay and went, “what is wrong?”. He darted a look at me, his eyes full of rage. But he seemed to calm that look and his face turned to a grin. He looked at me and said “come here Daisy, come to Uncle.” Innocently, I went, thinking we were gonna talk. Boy was I wrong. I experienced things that day that I will never forget. I was so naive, so innocent, and all of that was taken from me, but boy did it feel good. I can’t want to hear from you so we can talk about it or you can be my uncle.
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