First Time I Ever Cummed

My big br0tter had rules. Rule number one: when mom wasn't home I had to go totally naked or wear black stay-up nylons. I preferred naked because I slipped all over the floor with the nylons on. Rule two: I was an obedient whore to both my br0tters I also had to say “I cummed” instead of “I came.” Johnny started fucking me around the same time d*ddy did, when I was n!ne Mom divorced him but not before he had sucked my nipples every day and made my tits bud and start growing when I was t3n. By th!rt33n I had a nice rack, by f0urt3en I had full B cups with very big nipples. My br0tters were always groping my tits and pulling and sucking my nipples too. I was about tw3lve the first time I cummed Johnny was fucking my ass on the hardwood living room floor when suddenly I got this weird sensation and felt an explosion in my nether regions. I remember moaning out an intense “UNNNNGH!!” One big gush, then another small one. Bobby pointed and shouted that I had squirted. Johnny looked at the sizable pool of prostate fluid, empty of sperm and more like a girl squirt than male cum. “Congratulations,” Johnny said, “You gushed like a bitch.” “That's bitch cum.” He made me lick it up and right away I knew it was different than boy cum. It was watery and salty and tasted a little like root beer. Bobby slapped my ass for the 100th time that day. Johnny had ordered me to be my little br0's suck slut and I sucked his hairless cock every day. Bobby would slap my ass and command, “Suck my cock, bitch” just as Johnny had told him and I dropped to my knees and obeyed. He couldn't cum yet but he got hard so he'd let out little jets of piss in my mouth, my ass and my freaky little pussy. His first ejaculation was in my mouth. I made him hit p*berty early. I was born intersexed, with ambiguous genitalia in a taxi on the way to the hospital. My mom saw me and decided she would not let the doctors 'correct' me. So here I was, the f****y bitch but I loved the attention and I loved getting fucked every day. D*ddy had sucked my nips then he sucked hard on the buds too. It hurt so bad I whimpered and wanted to scream but I wanted tits like the women in the videotapes he gave me to teach me how to be d*ddy's little whore. He called me “D*ddy's Little Whore” too and it made me feel proud and grown up. At first it was weird and scary and I didn't like it but then I saw how much the ladies in the videos enjoyed it and I started craving it. My d*d and my br0tters made me a perfect whore. One day Johnny brought me to our f****y doctor and he told me to get undressed, then he stuck his fingers in my ass and my pussy. Next thing I knew I was riding his cock as he squeezed my tits. They convinced me to work in a p3do whorehouse he was a member of. A car came and picked me up and the driver brought me there. A four story warehouse/apartment building of old red brick in a secluded industrial area. My assessment started with some guy asking me free association questions and explicit questions. “Sex” “YES” I answered ;) “How would you feel if a man came all over your face?” “Wet,” I answered, "and sticky.” Then I found myself in a room with a wooden crate in the center of it and stood there totally naked in front of some people sitting in folding chairs. The guy who interviewed me examined my body, my boobs, my pussy, my hips and told the audience about my ambiguous genitalia, self lubricating, blind ending vagina breast development, hips, etc. like he was a doctor. Maybe he was. Then these three ugly guys walked in. I got groped, fingered, kissed, fucked, violated every way possible. I kissed and fucked back and moaned. I passed with perfect grades! Now I was a real prostitute. The rules were to never talk about it, never ask the clients personal questions, never leave or enter the building dressed sexy. Always blend in and don't attract attention. NEVER get d***k or stoned when working. I made a lot of money and gifts. M0m knew about it but didn't talk about it. Weird. She often joked, "Don't get yourself knocked up" and similar vulgar sh!t. Sometimes i laughed, sometimes i was annoyed. I had a foot locker and a padlock on my closet door at home where I kept my money, jewelry, liquor, weed, d**gs, all kinds of stuff. A lot of bad things happened but overall it was the best time of my life. The bad stuff and the pervy clients are for another story. All that money, pounds of good weed, jewelry, liquor, expensive shoes and clothes are all gone now. Those days are like a dream now but I had it all, did it all and lost it all.