Juicy Jamie Shares Her First Anal Adventure-Exit Only Part 1

“Exit Only” is what I wanted tattooed on my rear end all growing up. I heard stories from my girlfriends about how they felt having anal sex. I had been stealing pages out of my brother’s porno mags since the age of 10. The magazines never showed anything too graphic but I still got a sense of what anal sex was-guys like it, girls hate it. I always thought that having something go into my rear end was kind of the opposite of what my rear end was made for!

Then I started to think to myself, doesn’t the poop get all over their dicks? That is just gross! My asshole was going to stay a virgin asshole; no anal cherry popping here and there was no talking me out of it.

Years went by and I started to play more with my pussy. I started to realize that there were many different feelings, both emotional and physical, that can come with the different ways I would touch myself. I started to play with my nipples more. I got an uncomfortable feeling when I did that and didn’t like it very much. I would find things laying around the house and try and fit them inside of me to see how each object felt inside, which felt so kinky! Then I realized that when I poop, it does feel good coming out. At that point, I knew I wanted to experiment. I was 14.

I was laying in my bed after my nightly bath and I began touching my pussy. I first caressed my bald little pussy lips, like I still do. I used my palm to smoosh my pussy lips into my body and made circles with my palm as I grinded up into my hand. I could feel my clit rolling around in between my lips and it got me very excited. My little teen clitoris was throbbing and filling with blood so much that it felt like a little pea under my clit hood. I spread my teen pussy lips apart and slid the middle finger on my right hand in between them. The warmth started to pool in between my legs as I feverishly rubbed my finger in little circles on my clit. I went faster and faster until that tension built up to the brim. Explosions. I laid there trembling as the juice spilled out of my hole and rolled down my butt crack.

A puddle of pussy juice stained the sheets in between my legs. I was still horny after orgasming so hard. In fact, I was hornier than before. I turned over on all fours and wrapped my left arm around the back of my leg so I could reach my butt hole. My right arm was still down between my legs on my still twitching teen pussy. I took that little girl cum and rubbed it into the little wrinkles of my butt hole. Then I took my middle finger and began poking it into my virgin asshole, it hurt. My butt hole began to spread open and those wrinkles flattened out. As I got my finger past my tight teen asshole, I could feel that smooth skin that coated the walls of my teen asshole. It burned inside as I pushed my finger in more. One finger would barely fit in! Pushing harder, I finally got my finger in past the second knuckle. When I pulled my finger out a little, I could feel my asshole try to swallow my finger back in! It felt like I needed to poop. It felt good. I knew I didn’t have to poop. I was alone, so the embarrassment of the situation was not an issue. So, I kept pumping my little teen finger in and out of my ass. I never thought I would be that girl, a teen fingering her asshole. Feelings of shame came over me for being such a little slut…it felt so good and that felt bad. I thought to myself, does it count as anal if I am the one breaking my anal cherry? No. My anal cherry was still intact and although I felt like a bad girl, I liked it. I kept rubbing my clit and rocking back and forth onto my finger until I gushed so much pussy juice that I could actually hear it squirting out. It covered my little quivering legs, sheets, and walls.

“Exit Only” no longer applied. From age 8 to present day, the stories of my sexual experimentation are endless. Want to see how I toy with my little asshole nowadays?