When I was 12, my best friend’s older cousin “raped” me, every day, for two months. He went to jail for it. The problem is, I basically begged him to f*** me, every day, from 10-12yo. Eventually, he gave in to be pawing at his d***, showing him my little t***, and rubbing myself for him when no one was looking.

My Dad found out, and called the cops. Three years of trials and court b******* where I always maintained that I wanted it. It didn’t make a difference, and they jailed him for 2-4 years for statutory r***.

He wasn’t allowed to have any contact with me. I used to get my friend to send letters that I wrote, and smeared my p**** juice on. He only wrote back twice, and the last one was really s***. He recounted the feeling of squeezing inside of me and how he had to stop himself from ejaculating immediately.

This was all years and years ago, but I still read that last letter when I want to c** super hard, and I always think of him f****** me, that big powerful body on top of my tiny body, just thrusting and grunting. <3<3<3<3