Foster Parents Part 1
DISCLAIMER: I write these stories to help me undertsand myself better.  I do not support this type of behavior however these things did happen to me and I enjoy telling others about my experiences in this format.  I would like any feedback you can give.  Thanks.  Trisha
When I was 1o years old my mother was arrested and imprisoned for 12 years for dealing crystal meth and running a prostitution ring out of our little one bedroom apartment.  For about 2 months I was moved around from home to home while the state tried to find a more permanent foster care family for me to live with.  Just after my 11th birthday I was assigned to live with Mr and Mrs Brinker who owned a house on 20 acres of land a few miles outside of town.  The house was kind of a farmhouse, old but very big and I spent a lot of time I remember exploring all the empty rooms in the basement that noone else had been inside of for a long time based on the look of the rooms.  I would also go for walks in the woods by myself which I remmeber enjoying a lot.
Mr. and Mrs. Brinker were middle aged at the time.  I think Mr. Brinker was around 36 and Mrs Brinker was a little younger.  They were good looking from what I remember.  I figured out pretty quickly that they were swingers, although at the time I didn't know the word for it, because of their huge collection of porn films and just by the way Mrs Brinker would dress.  Within a week of living there Mrs. Brinker had taken me shopping for clothes and she bought me a lot of the same style of clothing she wore which could best be described as "slutty".  Tight fitting jeans, tube tops, short shorts two sizes too small, etc.. She also bought me my own makeup bag full of grown-up goodies like lipstick, eye liner, application pads ect.  She even bought me several different pair of thong underwear which I had never worn before but loved them immediately.  She got me a training bra because I was just starting to develop little bumps.  
After our shopping spree we went home and Mrs Brinker said she wanted to see the new clothes on me and asked if her and Mr Brinker could see what they looked like on me.  Now I knew all about sex at this age just because of what I had seen at the little apartment mom used to have.  I think I probably saw about 10 meth addicts a day both men and women come through our apartment every day and they weren't shy at all.  So I sensed that what they wanted to see had something to do with sex but was still pretty inexperienced.  I would change into a different outfit and walk out into the living room and they were both sitting on the couch.  Mr. Brinker would say something nice about how I looked and I would go get changed into another outfit.  When all the outfits had been shown Mrs. Brinker told me to go ahead and model the thongs for them as well.  I knew what they were thinking but I kind of liked the way Mr Brinker was looking at me and I was so glad to finally have a permanent place to stay that I did what I was told.  I came out the first time in the white thongs with the training bra because the colors kind of matched.  Mr. Brinker stared at me and Mrs Brinker looked at him with an evil grin on her face.
"What do you think of her outfit baby?" Mrs. Brinker asked.
Mr. Brinker just grubted a little bit.
Mrs. Brinker said, "Trisha, why don't you take off the training bra so that we can see you just in the thongs only?"  
Mr. Brinker licked his lips slightly as i removed the bra.  
Mrs Brinker placed her hand under the blanket that was across Mr. Brinkers lap and I could tell that she started stroking him .  I knew this because of all I had seen at the apartment but I don't think they knew at the time that I understood what was happening.  I also remember that that was the first tingle of pleasure I ever felt from my little pussy.  I even felt myself getting very moist down there and I realized that I liked having him look at me that way.  
Mrs. Brinker excused me and I assume she was finishing him off.  That was the first night I remember masterbating and I was able to cum very well.
The very next day Mrs. Brinker was out grocery shopping and I went out into the living room and there was a porn video playing on the television.  Mr. Brinker was not in the room so I started watching the movie.  It was showing an oriental woman and a white guy fucking on a table.  Before the man finished fucking her he pulled out and started talking to her in some oriental language.  They talked for about 5 minutes and then the lady pointed to the other room and motioned for the white guy to follow her.   He followed her into the other room where there were two little girls around my age taking a bath.   I sat down on the couch staring at the screen as the man and woman proceeded to fuck these two little girls like crazy.
I ran to my bedroom and locked the door and masterbated again.
Mrs. Brinker got home about 30 minutes after that and knocked on my bedroom door softly.
I opened the door and let her come in my bedroom.  She closed the door behind her and sat me down on the bed to talk.
Mrs. Brinker said, "Sweety, Mr. Brinker just brought it to my attention that he saw you watching one of our movies while I was at the grocery store.   Is that true?"
I nodded yes.
"Well the first thing I want you to know is that I'm not mad at all.  The only thing I'm curious about is the fact that Mr. Brinker says you sat on the couch and wathed the movie for quite a long time.  Is that true?"  Mrs. Brinker asked.
I nodded yes.
"Well sweety I just have to ask this because you are only 11 years old.  Did you like watching that video?"
I paused.
"It's ok sweety.  I am just curious and I won't be angry no matter what you say."
"Well yes I did like it." I said.  "I don't know why but it made me feel funny down between my legs. "
Mrs. Brinker smiled sweetly. "Sweety that's called your 'pussy'.  That's what's feeling so nice down there between your legs and I want you to know that it is perfectly natural.  Can you say 'pussy' sweety?"
"pussy" I said.  I like the way that word sounded.
"You said that perfectly sweet girl." Mrs. Briker said.  "Now tell me...what was it about the video you liked?"
I thought for a second and said, "the girls were my age!"
Mrs. Brinker giggled.  "Well it sounds like you like the same thing we do sweety. Would you like to see more?  We have lots of videos like that one."
I nodded yes.
"Ok sweety. But under two conditions ok?  I want you to watch it with Mr brinker and me and I want you to watch it naked is that ok?"
I agreed to her demands knowing full well where this was going.  I just had to see more of the videos and I was willing to do whatever it took to see them."
She told me to get undressed while she went to get Mr. Brinker and right before she walked out of the room she said, "Hurry up sweety and meet us in the living room.  I think we have one that you might like better than the other one.  A little girl almost your age but white like you."
Continued on Part 2