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The girl who couldn’t say, “No”.

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My life isn’t as great as you may think. Its not always pleasurable. But I need to have sex constantly. I can’t say no.

When I was 11 years old my life spiralled in to complete madness, I’d barely started puberty when I first realised something was wrong, you see I suffered from PGAD, which is a condition that basically causes me to have orgasms all day long, and I say suffered because it wasn’t always pleasurable, it was often painful and it took over my life.

Mom took me to the doctor where I was diagnosed and then she bought me loads of sex toys to help me manage my condition, it’s easier to manage now thanks to new medications but when I was 11 there was nothing to help me, I just had to deal with it.

I would become sexually aroused and feel like I was having an orgasm sometimes up to 30 times a day and more.

The sex toys helped me reach full orgasm which relieved my arousal, but it only lasted for a very short time, I’d quickly get aroused again and I was just always in my bedroom or hiding in the bathroom pleasuring myself to make it stop.

After a while the sex toys weren’t working as well as they used to do and I was in agony and desperate for relief.

I was in school having been given detention for disrupting class, the school knew about my condition but they didn’t believe that it was as serious as it was, when I asked to go to the bathroom constantly or tell them I needed to go home because I didn’t feel well, they assumed I was making it up and when I acted out in frustration they gave me detention.

I was kept after school and forced to sit alone in a class room copying from a history book, Mr Markham the history teacher watched me to make sure I did my work, detention only lasted 45 minutes but after only 20 minutes I’d had several orgasms in that time, my panties were soaked and I’d leaked so much fluid it was dripping off the front of my chair on to the floor.

I rushed over to Mr Markham’s desk and begged him to let me leave, but he wouldn’t let me go early, I had an orgasm whilst leaning against his desk and I moaned loudly in his face, he got up and walk round his desk towards me asking if I was okay, I shook my head, I was out of breath, my eyes locked on to the crotch of his trousers and I just lunged forward and tried to rip them off of him.

I grabbed my hands and pulled them away, “What do you think you are doing?!” he snapped.

“I have too. I need it. Please. You have to help me.” I cried.

I pulled my hands out of his grip and pulled down my panties really fast, then I sat on his desk and spread my legs apart so he could see my soaking wet pussy, “Please, Sir. Please.” I begged, rubbing my clitoris with my finger.

Mr Markham was a married man but even he couldn’t resist the lure of my young wet pussy, he locked the classroom door and pulled down the blind, he rushed over to me undoing his trousers as he walked, he stood against his desk with his crotch pressed to mine.

I never saw his cock, my skirt covered it up, but I felt it, he pushed it forcefully up my soaking wet hole and he fucked me on his desk.

After 30 wonderful seconds I reached full climax and drowned his cock in my fluids, Mr Markham kept going for a further 2 minutes until he ejaculated inside of me, it was short and sweet but it was the relief I’d been desperately longing for, “Thank you, Sir. Thank you.” I said, smiling with pure happiness.

He kissed me on the lips and I jumped off his desk and pulled up my panties, I gathered up my books and pencils and walked over to the door, I turned briefly to smile at him with gratitude and then I left and ran home.

But even before I made it home I became aroused once again, so once I got home I rushed upstairs and used my toys to get myself off and that was what I did for the rest of the night, it’s not easy having this condition.

I figured out that when Mr Markham fucked me, it was so much better than using my toys, it was a real life cock I needed to help me, so the next day at school I chatted up loads of boys and I took 2 brothers home with me, we went up to my bedroom and after getting over their nervousness, they both had sex with me, twice and it felt so good, I was so relieved.

I had to keep it going though and word soon spread that I was willing to have with anyone, I didn’t care who it was, I just need a cock, constantly, 5 or 10 times a day I needed to get fucked to end my suffering.

Before long I had boys gathering in the alley at the back of my house after school, they were all waiting for me to call out of my bedroom window inviting one of them in for a quick fuck, my mom found out what I was doing, she didn’t like it but because it was the only way I could relieve my pain she let me do it, as long as I was careful, like using condoms.

No word of a lie, by the time I was 13 I had pretty much fucked every boy in my school, more than once, I got a reputation as a whore from the other girls, but they were just jealous that I was getting all the cock, it’s not my fault they weren’t willing to put-out, the boys all came to me when they were horny because they knew I was the girl that couldn’t say no.

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4 Comments

  • Reply Gonzo ID:7ylrenak0j

    WOW I have actually heard of this. while exciting as hell to read I bet it was torture. I must admit though, I wish I was ur neighbor. Wink, Wink!

  • Reply Drachenlord ID:2pdvminxij

    You are a true heroine, much more than Caitlyn Jenner

  • Reply Joby#2585 ID:1dahs3fxzl

    How are you holding up these days?

  • Reply GDC ID:28arh4j4v2

    Can I have ur Snapchat please if u have one or just add mine @gconliffe21