I entered foster care at a reasonable young age related to systematic neglect, emotional, physical, and sexual abuse by my biological birthgiver. I hope she dies and rots...

However, due to being sexualized at such a young age, I am hypersexual af. I cannot remember a time I wasn't grinding on something as a little girl. Grinding and tensing my pussy, until heat rose through out my body and I orgasmed and passed out.

I will share with you one of my earliest memories I have is of a family friend or my birthgivers uncle (unsure really... I never understood the relationship). I must of been no older than 5. I had a big t-shirt on with Tweety Bird, white panties, and ruffle socks. Oh and a head band. I had your typical little girl hair cut. Shoulder length hair with bangs. Fair skin... light eyes... pouty lips... you get the gist.

This man was sitting on our couch when my birthgiver shoved me into the living room. I remember it was an odd thing to do as I wasn't completely clothed. But eh... the man offered treats and sat me on his lap. He fed me the treats with one hand as his other hand ran up and down my outer thigh. He asked if I wanted to play a game. I ,of course, said yes. He then told me to stand on his knees and see if I could balance myself. If I couldn't he would catch me. We did this repeatedly everytime he would move his knees so that I would begin to tumble and he would "catch" me by picking me up and bring his face to my groin. At some point he said my tshirt was in the way and that came off. So now I'm balancing in just my headband, panties, and ruffle socks. When he felt I had "won" and balance very well, he said and now your reward and he laid me on the couch and began tickling me. Focusing on my chest and between my legs and inner thighs. I squealed and tried my best to fight off the "tickle monster" but eventually he lowered his face to my chest and began sucking on my flat nipples. I don't recall it feeling anything. But the pressure he was placing between my legs was different. That felt good. He told me eventually I would love my "pink rose buds" sucked like that when I was a big girl. I immediately shot back "I am a big girl!" To which he replied, "Not yet, but we can pretend." He then placed his mouth over my panties on my pussy and I don't know what he did but I instinctively opened my legs more. His mouth was so wet and hot against my little cunt. He then pulled my panties to the side and said "what a beautiful little girl slit, like a peach." He then said "I'm going to eat your peach honey nectar ,since we're pretending you're a big girl". He pulled my panties off and slid off the couch and placed my bottom on the edge of the couch. He spread my legs and placed my legs with my feet still in my ruffle socks on each shoulder. He lowered his hot wet mouth unto my pussy. I remember the first kiss made my thighs twitch. He told me to close my eyes. I did. He then placed his huge mouth over my hairless mound and ran his mouth along my slit. My legs kept twitching and my stomach felt almost painful. He began to lick and suck on my little pussy until he coaxed my clit out. I didn't know that at the time. He worked my tiny pussy till I began to struggle to breathe. My chest became unbearably hot. I felt a lot of pressure in my ears. My heart felt like when I would run really fast. He ate at my smooth pussy till my legs went straight, my butt lifted off the couch and he shoved his fat wet tongue in my hole. I orgasmed all over his face and went limp. Hazy eyes, almost a drunk feeling. Pussy popping. Wet between my legs like a river. He had jacked off into my panties and then put in his pocket. He put my t-shirt back on, kissed my forhead, told me what " a wonderful big girl you're going to be."

He then placed me on the couch properly and I fell asleep. I woke up to a dark living room and moans and grunting from my birthgivers bedroom. I don't recall much after that because I began to press my thighs together over and over till the heat rose again, I climaxed and fell back asleep. I still masterbate to being eaten that day. And he was right. I love my nipples sucked on. Men and women have been sucking on them, my favorite always older people when I was young. I've even gone out of my way to just allow a random man or woman pull my tits out and suck on them. Turns me on so much. But that will be a confession for another time.