Monday, November 9, 2009

the TURNING POINT

A girl I worked with, Annie, lived out of town. She had 4 good looking brothers who I had met one day at her house. The eldest one Simon, was married with a child and I have to admit it, ..... he was HOT.

One night we were at a party at one of Annie's relatives places. It was half an hour away from Annies house and she asked me to stay the night at her house after the party. Simon was there that night at the party on his own, not sure but his wife must have stayed home with their child. We all left that party at the same time.

Annie came with me in my car and Simon drove off in front of us. When we were half way to her home, Annies brother Simon was parked on the side of the road.
We stopped to see if there was something wrong, perhaps his car was broken down. I waited in the car while Annie got out to talk to Simon. He was still sitting in his car and Annie spoke to him thru the window. Next thing I knew, Simon got out of the car and Annie hopped into the drivers seat and drove off.

Simon got in the car seat beside me and reached over and started kissing me like I have never been kissed before.

Little did I know that what was to happen next would be a defining moment in my life. My life would change forever from this point in time.

Simon told me to drive and he showed me to a secluded place in bushland. We tore each others clothes off and he kissed me all over my body. He was doing things to me with his mouth and fingers that no man had EVER done to me ever before. He had me up almost sitting on the back of the bench seat, kneeling between my legs, one finger gently sliding inside of me while he used his tongue to lick my pussy. No one had ever done that to me before. And my goodness, it felt GOOD.

One finger caressing the inside of my pussy while he explored my pussy with his mouth, the other hand softly playing with my nipple. My hips were thrusting forward into his face, my hands behind his head trying to bury his face in me. I just wanted to ride his face, it felt so fucking good.

What I really wanted to do was get his cock inside me and have him pound me, but no, Simon had other idea's. His tongue was flicking my clitoris which must have been swelling as the pleasure intensified. No one had ever given my clit a minutes attention, foreplay as I knew it before this moment consisted of a quick finger in the pussy before a hard cock entered it.

I was in heaven and fighting off my first proper orgasm. What a moment, in a car with a guy I hardly knew and I was having the best sex of my life. My hips were rocking with the rhythm of Simons tongue and then a warm fuzzy feeling started simultaneously in my feet and in my head and came together in a crescendo at the tip of my clit with Simons tongue licking it. Oh fucking WOW!!
My whole body began to shake uncontrollably, I didn't know what was happening and felt slightly embarrassed. But the orgasm went on and on, his fingers had found my g-spot and were rubbing it as he licked my clitoris more. It was unreal. When my clit could finally take no more, Simon lay me on the seat and gently slipped his cock inside me and kissed my lips and licked my neck while slowly fucking me.
This was the first time ever that I had felt "SATISFIED" during sex.

We got ourselves dressed and drove over to Annies where she was waiting for me in her room. I knew that she must have known that her brother and I would have been out somewhere shagging, what else would she have thought we were doing? We didn't discuss it, All I could say was, mmmmmm, mmmmmm.

The very next night Simon came to my flat for another session, he introduced me to doggy style and a few other positions that night. Where the hell had I been the last few years ? I'd had sex with more than 30 men, it was all meaningless. I knew there was no future with Simon and we never saw each other again, but in two quick nights, he introduced me to the beauty of orgasms and some other more exciting positions.

One particular position I discovered that night with Simon is one that has become my all time favourite.
I'm not sure if I discovered it by accident while I was on top of Simon, but this is how it happened. - I was on top - sitting on Simons cock. As I leant forward to kiss his lips, his cock slipped out of my pussy, there it was, between us, resting against my clit, just waiting for me to reposition myself and slide it back inside. BUT ... It felt so fucking lovely with the tip of that nice hard throbbing cock against my swollen clitoris. I just moved myself slowly, rubbing my clit against the slippery tip of that cock. An almighty orgasm engulfed my entire body, with the epi-centre on the tip of my clit. Here was something I have never felt before, and then there it was, a massive explosion of the most intense pleasure I have ever experienced.. It was INCREDIBLE. I was screaming like a porn star, I hoped that there was no-one at home in the flat next door, but at the same time, I DIDN'T GIVE A FUCK WHO COULD HEAR ME..
Simon just lay back with a big grin on his face. I think he knew that I had never experienced anything like this before.
As I was coming down from that orgasm, I reached down and guided Simons cock back into my aching hole. He pounded and pounded me, and as I got my breath back, I pounded him in return.

I was sitting upright, using the bedhead for support, rocking my hips as I met his thrusts. Then I wanted to feel his cock rubbing my clit again. I only had to move myself a few inches for his cock to be let free from my still contracting pussy, and replaced it between our bodies, I was able to use the wetness from my cunt that was all over his cock, to add to the lubrication needed to slide up and down that cock.

The tip of Simons cock again teasing my clitoris soon had me screaming in ecstasy again and again. Simon loved me being on top with my big tits swaying right in front of his face and he would grab a quick suck now and then, but on the whole, he was letting me 'go off' at my own pace. I had never had sex like this before. With each wave of orgasm, Simon would reach up and take a nipple in his mouth and suck me. The only thing that could have been better would have been two mouths, one for each of my nipples!!

I totally loved riding his cock with my clit sliding back and forth all over it, I'm not sure if it was a similar sensation for him, to sliding in and out a pussy, but Simon's breathing eventually got deeper and deeper, I could tell he was going to explode any second and wanted to shove his cock back inside me, but, a massive orgasm hit me again, just as he unloaded his jism, all over the tip of my orgasming clitoris. Oh the JOY, the feeling, to have cum spurting over your clit as you are experiencing your own orgasm, indescribable. Its like, your cumming from the rhythm of the sex, but then the little spurts of cum hitting your clit at the same time, is like the ultimate tease sensation.

This position takes a lot of energy but is one that I am always working towards with each and every sex session I have continued to have thru my life. It is totally the ULTIMATE. The Rolls Royce of orgasms.


Armed with what I had learnt, I never again had meaningless sex ever again. This all happened 30 years ago. As I said, I never saw Simon again.

Soon after I found true love.
Mix that with the mindblowing sex I had been introduced to, never again did I ever feel the need to go in search of sex for the sake of it, ever again..

NICK

Another night I was out at a disco with some friends where I met up with Nick. I knew him from the coast as he was related to Dan. Nick was an abalone diver and quite well off. He was tall blond and tanned. We danced the night away together and then he offered me a lift home. I really thought I liked this guy in a way that I hadn't felt for a man since Sam. So I wanted to play my cards right with this man. He came in and I made him a coffee. We sat and drank it and then he reached over and asked if he could kiss me. How thoughtful I thought!

His kisses were nothing like Marks, but they were sweet and lovely all the same. He caressed my breasts and then eventually lifted my top and pushed my bra up out of the way so he could suck the nipples. Mmmmmm. very nice.
But I didn't want Nick to think I was a bad girl. A bad girl who screwed on the first date. No. A bad girl who has sex with multiple partners, all on the same day, no.
So when Nick tried to put his hands in my pants, the answer was no, I backed away. He accepted that and continued to kiss me and feel my breasts. He asked if we could go to bed, I said no. He was ok with that and kept kissing me softly and gently, all over my face and neck. He tried again to put a hand in my pants but again I said no.
Still lots more kissing, then he came straight out and said he would love to have sex with me. I just said, not tonight. I wanted to hang on to this guy. I didn't want him thinking I was a loose woman, a bad girl who had sex with anyone who came along.

Eventually Nick had to get going. We made arrangements to meet at a BBQ that Jilly's parents were holding in a few days time.
I was sure that Nick was just being nice saying he would meet me again. I also heard that he had a girlfriend who was away at Uni. I was also sure that he would have heard about my reputation from Dan. I figured if he really did have a girlfriend who was away, then he had most likely heard about the sessions that Dan and the others had had with me and was probably just looking for a one night stand with me after meeting me at the disco.

So on the day of Jillys parents BBQ, I pretended I was not well and did not go to the BBQ. Jilly told me that Nick was there and that he asked her if I was going to be there. Perhaps I blew my chances by not turning up that day. I will never know, I did not see Nick again, but I heard that he married the girl who was at Uni.

But, it felt right to resist Nick, if I was interested in him, then I figured it would not be a good start to have sex on the first date, and if that was all he was after, then it felt right not to give in to him. What was happening to me?" Was I getting tired of living the way that I was living ? I would soon find out.....

Romantic Sex Sessions with hunky MARK


Eventually work commitments meant that I saw less and less of Billy and his mates, perhaps we were all growing up too ?


I used to catch a bus home from work. In the mornings I would walk the three km's to work as it was mostly down hill.



I worked in an office, and across the road was a menswear shop. A new guy started working there, his name was Mark and he caught the same bus home after work as me. He even got off at the same stop as me. We got talking at the bus stop one day while waiting for the bus after work. He had just moved to the area and he was managing the menswear shop.

Just talking to Mark made me feel wet in my panties, he was the most gorgeous guy I had ever seen. I was still only 18 yrs old and Mark was 21. He had dark hair which was long below his shoulders and cut in a shaggy style. As I worked across the road from where he worked, I could see the groups of young girls stop and look in the windows and point at him and swoon.

It turns out Mark lived in a flat just around the corner from my flat. We started walking to work together in the mornings and of course still caught the same bus home each night.
I knew Mark was the object of many young girls desire, so I felt very pleased with myself to be sitting next to him on the bus after work, with his undivided attention ! Still I had low self esteem and never entertained the thought that we could possibly have a future together. I'd been down that road before and I was not going to put myself into a situation like that again where I could possibly get hurt like I had before.

Anyway, a good looking boy like Mark would never want me for a life partner, I was a bad girl, a girl who had one night stands and let boys take turns with me. All I could ever be to someone like Mark, was just another root. I knew that. So I put walls up around myself to prevent anyone getting too close to me.

So, when he asked me to dinner at his flat one night, I jumped at the chance. I put on my best dress, a sexy slinky red number, curled my hair softly and applied my make up seductively. Naturally Mark did not know my background so I don't know why I just couldn't be myself. But there you go.

He cooked a beautiful roast meal and we shared a nice bottle of wine. He was so gorgeous and I wanted him so badly. After eating our meal and doing the dishes, we sat on the couch and Mark put some music on. I remember it was the latest album by the group "Hot Chocolate". Marks kisses were amazing and sent shivers right thru my body.
I wanted to rip his clothes off his body, but I just lay back and let him lead the way. He never took his mouth away from mine as he slowly undressed us both. He lived in a bedsitter so we just seemed to find ourselves in bed, where we lay, side by side, kissing so tenderly and passionately for what seemed like ages. It felt so natural to discover that he had slipped his cock inside me and was moving it around in a very very sexy way. I just lay back and melt in his arms. I remember the Hot Chocolate song "You Sexy Thing" was playing in the background as we made love.
This really, for the very first time, felt as if I was MAKING LOVE. Mark really cared how I was feeling and was so gentle in his touch, I felt like crying, it was so beautiful.

This was the start of a few beautiful months with Mark, no serious commitment as such, but we walked to work together each day, got the bus home together after work, and spent our evenings making love to sexy music. Mark always liked to set the scene, candles, soft music. If we hadn't eaten together, he would want to know if I'd had an evening meal because he reckoned that lovemaking was much better on a full stomach !
As much as I was smitten with Mark, I still saw no future for us, so was happy to go along with the pleasure we got from our lovemaking sessions. Sex was always very very romantic, and , of course, very sexy, but, still, it was only ever the missionary position. The only time I had ever been ' on top' was when I was with that married man.

Mark eventually got offered a job interstate with another menswear chain and moved away.

Fucking with Billy Dan Tim and Chris

Jilly and I rented a bigger flat in the city where we could both have our own bedrooms. The flat was part of a house that had been made into two flats, the central door had been nailed shut. There were 3 boys renting the next door flat and we spent so much time with them that we eventually removed the nails and opened the door up. Depending who was dating who, we mainly kept the door between the two flats open. Sometimes Jilly or I would be in a committed relationship with someone outside the flats so the door would be kept shut at those times. Same if one of the boys next door was in a serious relationship with a girl, they would keep the door shut. Just to keep up appearances. But if we were not in relationships, then the door was open and we would share beds with whoever we felt like on any given night.

Billy Dan and Tim all got transferred away with their work eventually and I didn't see as much of them during the week.


I was 18 by this time and had started a relationship with a boy I worked with. His name was Chris and he was only 16 yrs old. I was not his first sexual encounter, but I could tell he was rather inexperienced. He stayed at my flat a few nights a week and he was like Billy, in that he had the capacity to fuck all night. I would often wake up to find him between my legs about to insert his hard cock.

One night Chris was staying over and we had screwed each other a few times before falling asleep in each others arms. At around 3am I heard a car pull into our driveway . I got up and went to the back door, it was Billy and Tim. They came in and made them coffee and we sat on the bean bags to drink it. I told them I had somone in my bed and they had to be quiet.
Billy drank his coffee and reached over and put his hand under my nightie, inserting a couple of fingers inside my already primed pussy. He pushed my nightie up and started kissing and sucking my nipples. I knew it was only a matter of time before he would have his cock deep inside me. I trusted Tim would keep an ear out incase Chris came looking for me.

Billy and I fucked away on the bean bag, oblivious to anything or anyone else. When he was finished, Tim was ready and waiting with a nice big hard cock. Billy kept watch while Tim and I shagged on the bean bag. We could hardly bear to tear ourselves apart, the thrill of the risk of being caught heightened our arousal.


Chris slept right thru it all and did not have a clue as to what happened that night. Our relationship did not last long, it was all about sex. He had access to his uncles porn magazines and he used to bring them over, just looking at a few pages was enough of a turn on and we would soon be fucking each other, on the floor, the couch, the table, in bed. I don't know where Chris is now, but I reckon he had a pretty good start to his sex life at a tender age!

.... THE FOOTBALL TEAM ...

Another night I was at the pub and Billy, Tim, Gary and Dan were there too. After closing time we all went in Gary's car to the beach where we lit a fire and sat around smoking cigarettes and drinking beer.
Billy and I wandered back to the car, I was as eager as he was for some fuck-fun. I opened the back door and lay on the backseat, Billy dropped his pants and leaned into the car, his feet still on the ground outside. I was able to raise my hips nice and high to meet his cock as it slid inside of my pussy. My feet were in the air and supported by the upper door frame of the car door. It was a great position and enabled Billys cock to get inside me sooo deep. I could feel it hitting on my cervix with each thrust. Billy seemed to like it too and came with a massive push and groan.
I knew that the others would be wanting a go with me too and sure enough, no sooner had Billy removed his cock than Tim was pushing his deep inside me. I stayed in this position for hours as they all took turns with me, I was loving this !!! My pussy ached for cock and these boys had no qualms about accommodating me. I could easily fuck for hours and hours.
I was lucky that we all had a base of friendship so there was never any sneering or snide remarks made about what we were doing. Billy had come to terms with the fact that I did not want a romantic relationship with him and was happy to 'go with the flow' although in the throe's of passion he would still ask me to marry him. Bless his little cotton sox.
As a group we were all the best of mates, going to car races during the day or to the beach etc (we often had sex in the water at the beach during the day while there were other people around) it was not all that romantic but probably more of a challenge to actually perform the act in the deep ocean water while being pushed about by the waves. But on the whole, as I said, we were good mates, I was just like one of the boys, except that I had a pussy and they loved to shove their cocks inside it as often as they could.

One night it was the football club best and fairest awards night. I was there, as was the whole town just about ! After the final awards there was much drinking and celebrations at the club rooms. I went outside with the boys, Billy, Tim, Dan and a few of the other players on the team. Gary was away that night. We went to Dan's panel van and he was the first one to screw me that night. I can't remember how many men were in the back of the panel van at the one time but I know there were more standing around outside. I think I may have had too much to drink. I could normally drink quite a bit before I felt drunk, but I must have had a bit more than normal on this night.

As usual I was laying on my back on the mattress in the back of the panel van, pants removed, legs spread wide open, my top unbuttoned with my bra pushed up to expose my breasts. I have rather large breasts and the reaction I get from some men is just delightful, they act as if they are in heaven. Often they would bury their head between my breasts while sliding their cock inside me. I loved nothing more than having my nipples sucked while being shagged.

One major regret that I have is not being assertive enough to get two men working on me at the same time. For goodness sake, I was in a panel van surrounded by horny young men. What I should have got them to do is..... two men, two mouths, each sucking on my nipples at the same time. One of them with his fingers inside me, rubbing my G-spot and the other fingering my clit. What an image and I know it would have been tremendous, but they always went one at a time!! Not that I didn't like them taking turns with me , I loved nothing more than a good hard fuck and they were lining up to give it to me. But really, I was just laying back letting them get their rocks off. I didn't know women could have orgasms. I thought I had them, but really it was just the passion and the desire and the tingly feeling I got when I had my nipples sucked while a cock was plunging into me. There was no other feeling and I guess you don't know what your missing if you've never experienced it before.

Getting back to this night at the football club presentations. Dan took me to his van and we screwed in the back while Tim and Billy watched. Next was Billy and then Tim pounded me for all he was worth. Billy's cock was hard again and he climbed back on top of me and was fucking me just nicely as Tim and Dan jumped out the open back door. The other boys in the footy team were outside and before Billy had finished fucking me for the second time, Tony and Andy had climbed into the back of the van and were unzipping their jeans.
No one even asked, but as soon as Billy had cum for the second time Tony was crouched over me ready to insert his nice hard dick. I knew that it was useless to resist, I was so turned on by this time and I was hot for all they could offer. I gave up counting by the 12th one, Billy screwed me twice that night but the others, I think, only entered me the once each, so there was at least 12, maybe more. There are 18 in a football team. I'm not sure if thats how many there was but I was on a roll !!!

Married Men AND more GANGBANGS

Billy was still on the scene, so too were his mates Gary, Tim and Dan. They still came to my flat and would take turns in my bed with me. But when I was at Jillys parents pub we would also make sure to get together after pub closing time somewhere, by the river, in Dan's panel van or at someones house.

One night we all went off together in Gary's car. We parked in a parking lot near the lighthouse. Everyone got out and cracked some beers and we stood around talking and drinking and smoking.
Billy naturally wanted to get himself inside my pussy and I was leaning against the bonnet of the car when he started kissing me passionately. His hand reached down and lifted my skirt and removed my panties. He pushed me up on the bonnet a bit further and before I knew it, he had his dick inside me, pumping me for all he was worth while I lay sprawled across the front of the car. The other boys were standing around talking and drinking.

After Billy was spent, Dan stepped up and ploughed his massive hard-on into me. Standing on the ground, holding me by the hips while he fucked me. I was wearing a t-shirt and my tits were bouncing up and down with each stroke, it must have been such a turn-on for the other guys.

Gary was next, he had developed a lovely style of fucking, he seemed to turn his cock in circles while sliding it in and out of me. He cupped my tits in his hands while he slid himself in and out until he came with an almighty scream.

Next Tim was between my legs, as he is so tall, he pushed me up a bit further on to the bonnet of the car until his cock was inside me. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me onto him. I was so high in the air that only my shoulders were touching the bonnet of the car. As he thrust inside me, he pulled me towards himself. Oh my, it was good.

I have to tell you another story about Tim. I had been to a work dinner one night in the city and was just leaving the restaurant to catch a taxi. Tim drove past in Dan's panel van. Dan was away for the weekend and had lent Dan his van. Tim picked me up, we were old mates by now and I had no hesitation going with him. He took me to a gravel parking lot on the outskirts of town as my flatmate Susie was haing a dinner party at our flat.We climbed in the back of the van and didn't even bother removing our clothing, Tim slipped one leg out of my jeans and pulled his own down around his knee's. We had a nice long fuck session. Missionary style, I still knew no other style!


Well, when we were finished, Tim opened the back door of the panel van and jumped out with his jeans still around his knee's.. Well, he lost his balance before he hit the ground and grazed himself quite badly. We both laughed at the absurdity of it. We kept that little secret between the two of us.

I think that Tim must have told his older brother Rod about our sex sessions though, because one night at the pub, Rod starting coming on to me. Rod was married and was a highly respected member of the community. His wife was in hospital as she had just given birth to their first baby. Rod was also very very handsome and extremely sexy.

I had no respect for him looking for sex while his wife was in hospital, but that didnt stop me going home with him and having sex with him in their marital bed. Rod got me to sit on his cock.

This was the first time I had been screwed other than with me on my back and my legs in the air!! I tried to act like I was experienced, but honestly, I didn't have a clue what to do when you are the woman on top!! Perhaps watching some porno movies would have given me some ideas, but video players were not invented yet for several more years.

Anway, Rod and I eventually fell asleep in each others arms. We were rudely awakened at 7am next morning but someone knocking loudly on the front door. It was Rods wifes brother, coming to pick him up to go fishing. He raced out and asked me to lock the door behind myself when I left. When the coast was clear.
I certainly felt a difference making love with a married man, he seemed to know more what to do than other boys who were more into wham bam thank you mam! Still, I was the one being dominated, and quite frankly, I still loved every second of it.

Rod and I got it on together one more time before his wife came home. On the second night I made sure not to fall asleep. Jilly's mother knew what I was doing and as the pub was just around the corner from Rods house, she left the back door of the pub open for me to sneak in afterwards.

__ Doing it - with Clancy !

When I stayed at Jillys parents pub, I shared a room with her. She had a casual relationship with a boy called Clancy. He used to shimmy up the drainpipe and climb in her window. She would take him off to another room where they would make love. Clancy was quite athletic and rode a harley davidson. He was also extremely good looking.
He worked in construction and was tanned and muscley. One night I went to the drive-in with Jilly, Clancy and his mate Joe. We went in Joe's car. Jilly in the front with Clancy and me in the back with Joe. I had met Joe a few times in the pub with Jilly and thought he was rather cute. He was also quite shy. Never the less, we pashed all thru the movie, I can't even remember what the movie was about.
Afterwards we went back to my flat where we were all going to stay for the night. I had one bedroom and two single beds. Susie was still on Uni holidays so her bed was empty. We had coffee's and listened to some music by candelight in the lounge room. Joe and I were sitting on the floor, pashing some more. Then we all went to bed. Jilly and Clancy in the spare single bed in the same room as mine. Joe undressed and squeezed in beside me and we snuggled down. There was no noise from Jilly and Clancy's bed.

I felt down between Joe's legs and found his lovely stiff cock and started stroking it while kissing his mouth. He came in my hand and then confessed to me that he was a virgin. How nice.
Well he was keen, because his cock quickly sprung back to life again, this time I invited him to get between my legs and thats where he stayed until daylight, we fucked all night.
Next day Jilly said to me "Did you really have to fuck Joe while we were in the room with you"? ooops!! She soon got over it tho.

Another night Jilly and Clancy came to stay at my flat on their own when I was there on my own. We were all sitting on the couch in the darkness, listening to Rod Stewart on the stereo. Clancy and Jilly were pashing, but Clancy was running his leg up my leg.
I could just see in the darkness that he had lifted Jillys top and was sucking on her nipples. While he was sucking her nipples he reached his hand under my skirt and slid his fingers under my knickers and inside my pussy. Jilly could see everything that was going on.
Soon Clancy had his hands inside both of our pussies, finger fucking the both of us at the same time. I was extremely turned on. Jillys hand was caressing his cock and I could just reach and fondle his balls at the same time. Then Clancy asked Jilly to do something that upset her and caused our session to end. He asked her to make love to me. I was hot for it, but Jilly was not interested in Lesbian sex. And that was as close to a gay sex experience that I ever got.!.

This really tested our friendship, but we were soon able to laugh about it. She just wasnt into girl on girl stuff.

One night soon after, I was at home on my own when Clancy turned up. We had a beer and listened to some music, but I could tell he wanted to finish what he had started the other night. His hands were back caressing my pussy, and his lips were on my nipples before I had a chance to unbutton my shirt. His scent and the feel of his muscular body made me melt into his arms.
We were ripping each others clothes off as we made our way to the bedroom. Clancy positioned me on my back on the bed so that he could use the end of the bed to push his feet against to gain extra leverage so as to fuck me hard. He told me this in those exact words. We were hot for each other and he gave me a good long hard pounding.

The next time I saw Clancy was one night when staying at Jillys pub. Jilly had no idea that Clancy and I had been together, even tho they were only having a casual relationship, she could get jealous easily and we both knew it.

Clancy and I were hot for another session, but we couldn't do it there in Jillys parents pub, and Clancy's parents were both at home. Clancy didn't have a car, only a motorbike.
I had never been on a bike before but when Clancy handed me the spare helmet to put on, I pretended I knew exactly what to do. When he took off the bike roared up the road and I soon came to realise that I had not done the strap up on the helmet properly, it started to lift off my head the faster we went. I was feeling terrified, yet I trusted Clancy, but at the same time I was hanging on to him for dear life while at the same time trying to hold the helmet down with my other hand.

Clancy took me to the beach. It was around midnight, so there was not another soul around. We made mad passionate love right there on the beach, I was imagining that there was an audience watching.
I'm beginning to think that I must enjoy an audience!

The ride back to the pub was just as frightening, but I lived to tell the story! Jilly never found out that Clancy and I had it off together and he and I occasionally met up, usually at my flat for a bit of fun.

** Is this what they call Tag-Team Sex ?

It happened one night at my flat when Billy came over with his mates, Tim, Dan and Gary. I remember on this particular night I made us all a cup of coffee and we sat around and smoked and talked and joked and laughed. Then Billy and I excused ourselves and slipped off to the bedroom for a romp.
I don't remember anything special about our session this night, as usual for me, it gave me a buzz to be having sex while there were people in the next room who knew what we were doing. A bit like the night in the backseat of the car when we were going for pizza, it gave me a thrill to be having sex while there were other people close by. I don't know why, but I just seemed to like that it gave a bit of an extra edge to a straight out, missionary style, fuck session.

Anyhow, here we were, in my single bed, Billy and I, my legs spread wide open, Billys cock thrusting inside my pussy while he alternated between kissing me on the lips and sucking my tits. When he had cum, we were laying in each others arms, still breathing heavily, when he shocked me by asking me a simple question, "Can Dan have a go"?

Can Dan have a go? have a GO ? what did he mean by that? Yes I know, Billy was asking if Dan could fuck me? Did this mean that Billy had finally accepted that we were never going to be an item? He was still asking me to marry him. Was he under pressure from his mates? Well, WHO CARES? Billy is just a fuck to me, and Dan is very good looking, and I'm high on sex and can't get enough, so, guess what my answer to Billys question, "Can Dan have a Go" ? Of course, my answer was "OK".

Billy pulled up his jeans and went out to the living room. In less than a minute Dan was in the room and removing his pants. I pulled the sheets back and he slipped in between my legs and started pumping. We kissed the whole time, not a word was spoken. He came with a giant grunt, jumped out of bed and pulled up his jeans and left the room.
Next thing I knew, Tim was in the room asking if he could have a screw. I'd secretly always thought Tim was a spunk and was sure that he would never want a girl like me. So, naturally I said yes, Tim was quite talkative and very gentlle. He was interested in finding out if I was on the pill as he said his mother had told him not to go to bed with anyone who was not on the pill. These were the days before Aids and the pill was readily available, so I just thought that everyone was doing it and I was enjoying every minute of it. Tim was the tallest man I had ever been with, his feet touched the bed-end and he seemed to use this for extra leverage to assist his thrusts. Just when I thought we had attained a good rhythm, he shot his load of cum inside me. He lay next to me for some time, licking my nipples sweetly. Then he suggested we had better not keep Gary waiting too much longer. Sure enough, no sooner had Tim left the room than Gary was in the door removing his pants.

I was still laying on my back, naked, legs wide open and Gary didnt waste any time slipping between my legs and pumping his cock in and out of my wet pussy. I wonder if it was Garys first time as he came very very quickly (But then again, I'd been spoilt by Billys ability to fuck for hours without cumming) I actually think that Billy did orgasm but his cock remained hard and he could just keep going !
Anyway, I was too young to analyse these things too much. Gary went very rigid when came and his cock slipped out quickly as it went limp, he squeezed my tits then jumped out of bed and made for the living room while dragging his jeans up. Before I had a chance to get out of bed Billy was back in again, pulling his jeans down, telling me how sexy I am and how much he loves me. He climbed on top of me, his cock did not need any encouragement, it was hard and my pussy was dripping wet, Billy slipped inside me and pounded me really hard. I loved it.
We had been going at it for hours and I knew the guys had to go home and get some sleep as they all had to work the next day, so I didn't feel used when they left me alone. The word gang bang never entered my mind. All I felt was that I had a great sex session with some nice guys who I had got to know quite well over the past few months. Sure they were just using me for a root, but hey, I had no notion of a future with any of them either, in my mind we were just having FUN. And it was no different enjoying sex with these guys, because men have used women for sex for centuries, I just felt that I was doing the same, using them for whatever fun I could get.

Over the next six months or so Billy, Dan, Gary and Tim visited me several times a week at my flat in the city and they all took turns with me in my bed. Never all at once, always one after the other, always Billy first.
These sessions always happened on weeknights, we all worked in or near the city, but on weekends, they all went home to their familys on the coast. I made friends with the girl whose parents owned the local pub near where the boys lived, so eventually all my weekends were spent staying at Jillys parents pub on the coast. Same thing every friday and saturday night, girls in the ladies lounge listening to music on the juke box, boys out in the bar until closing time. Then the partys started. If it wasn't at someones home (usually the home of someone whose parents were away for the weekend) But also if the 'after the pub closes' party was not held at a house, we would all go down to the river and light a fire and party there until daybreak. Party usually meant drinking beer and smoking. I never saw any drugs back then, ever. If they were around, the boys kept them well hidden.
Dan owned a panel van which had a mattress in the back. If the party on the weekend after pub closing time was held at the river, we would all inevitably end up in the back of the panel van having sex. Me, Billy, Dan, Gary and Tim.
Unlike when they took turns in my bedroom at my flat in the city, in the back of the panel van we were all like 'in the same room' as each other. This gave me even more of a thrill, I was being watched by other eyes while I was getting screwed. I LOVED IT.

Do you know what I really wanted? I was way too shy to even suggest it, and the boys never even attempted, but, I had heard of group sex and I was just waiting for it to happen. It never did. There was this underlying feeling that the guys thought that they would seem gay if they joined in with another couple having sex. It seemed ok to them to be in the same room while two people were going at it, but they drew the line at joining in. damn. There seemed to be some unspoken law with these guys, that they would be thought on as being homosexual if their dicks got too close to another dick!


Oh well, it was still such a thrill having the others there at the same time. I would be laying there in the middle of the mattress in the back of the van, with Billy pounding my pussy like he always did so well, the other guys sitting around us in darkness, I know they made sure their cocks were nice and stiff ready to slip inside my pussy as soon as Billy pulled out. I don't know if they stroked themselves to hardness or just the fact that they were there while we were fucking made their dicks hard, but, anyway, as soon as one withdrew his cock, it was replaced inside my pussy by another eager to please. And please, they did, over and over, sometimes two or three times on the same night, they were young and horny and had the capacity to get their dicks hard easily.
That suited me just fine. I had an insatiable desire and they matched it perfectly.

.... more Sex with Billy .....

Billy worked on the railways and at the time he was station master at a country train station about 20 minutes from where Susie and I lived. Because Susie was studying so much, she would give me the keys to her car so that I could go out whenever I liked. So on the wednesday night I took her car for a drive out to Preston to where Billy was staying.
Billy lived in a kind of hut building right on the railway platform. It was like a bedsitter, very cosy. He was overjoyed to see me and declared his love for me. For one thing this seemed a bit weird to me, since we had only just got together for the first time a few days ago, and another thing, I wondered how he could have any feelings for me when I had acted in a loose promiscuous way. I was acting like a very bad girl. So I did not believe that he could love me. But he was so sincere, which also made me feel bad because I had no feelings for him, other than for a certain part of his anatomy inside his jeans.

Billy made me a cup of coffee and we sat around making small talk for a while. Then he started kissing me passionately and began removing my clothes. Of course, I was only there for one reason, I wanted sex. Sex made me feel loved and wanted. I just wanted IT.
Billy did not dissappoint. His bed was warm and comfy and the sex was urgent and hard. It started with kissing, removing clothing, sucking nipples and fingers inside my pussy, thats the extent of the foreplay, its all I knew, and I loved it. The sex was only ever missionary style, I didn't know any other position either.

Although the sex was hard and fast, that doesn't mean that he ejaculated early, Billy had the ability to keep the pace up for hours, and this certainly made me very happy. I actually think that having Billy so early on in my life, has made sex for me in the future a tad disappointing when I would like it go a bit longer, I was so spoilt at a young age.

I had to leave Billys hut as he would have lost his job if his boss found out that he was entertaining women in there! But I visited him there on numerous occasions over the next few months.

I didn't have a car at the time so it was great getting the use of Susie's car when she was studying for her University exams. By the time Christmas came around Susie was on holidays and went back to her parents farm, so I had the flat to myself. Billy came over when he had days off and inevitably we would spend all our time in bed doing some horizontal dancing.

Sometimes his mates would come with him and while Billy and I were in the bedroom screwing, his mates would sit and watch TV and have a few beers. Also some weekends I would go and stay at a relatives place in the country town where Billys family lived. I would go to the pub on the friday and saturday night with some of my cousins. These were the days when there was the 'Ladies lounge' and the mens bar at the pub. So I would be sitting in the ladies lounge and Billy would be in the bar with his mates. At closing time he would come and get me and take me to wherever they were having a party. Usually at someone's house. We always managed to find a bedroom we could sneak off to and fuck our brains out all night.

Billy was still swearing his undying love and devotion to me, but unfortunately for him, I did not reciprocate, I just wasn't interested in him as a 'life partner' and I was still too hurt by Sam's rejection to let myself fall in love and get hurt all over again. I could not bring myself to invest any emotion into the relationship. In saying that, I deep down felt that I was getting my revenge on the male population by using them for my own pleasure, kind of a reversal of what a lot of men do to women. Its just unfortunate that Billy had feelings for me deeper than just the sex. He tried so hard to convince me of his love for me, perhaps it was just bad timing, but I did not want to have a boyfriend/girlfried relationship with him. I could seperate the sex, felt that it was ok if he wanted to still have sex with me even though I had told him how I felt. Perhaps thats why he eventually asked me to do something I had never done before.

In the Backseat with Billy



No sooner had we got in the car than Billy had his hand inside my jumper, slipping my breast out of my bra.
I'm sure everyone in the car heard my gasp as he took my nipple in his mouth and started gently sucking it. I could feel a direct line from my nipple to my pussy, the tingles went all the way down my body.

For some reason I was not the least bit embarrased that I was in a car full of people with Billy sucking joyfully on my tit. I have to admit, I was a little more than turned on by the fact that there was others in close proximity to us. Col was driving the car, Susie was in the front next to him. Glenn was in the back next to me and Billy. I'm not sure how Glenn felt that night, but he didn't even let on that he even noticed that anything was going on.

It was not long before Billy had undone the zip on my jeans and was feeling around trying to work his fingers inside me. He also took my hand and lead it down to the fly on his jeans, I could fell his hard-on straining against the fabric trying to break out. I wriggled down in the seat so that I could raise my hips up making access to my pussy easier for him to reach. My pants were still on so it was a bit of a struggle but he was doing a good job of fingering me. At the same time I had unzipped his jeans and pulled down his jocks enough to allow his cock to escape. As I stroked him I could tell his breathing was getting deeper and faster.
As the trip to the nearest pizza shop was over one hour away, we knew there was no rush to get our clothes straightened up again. In fact within about 25 minutes of Billy sucking my nipples and fingering my pussy, and me running my hands all over his throbbing cock, Billy moved over me so that he was on top of me, between my legs, he with his feet on the floor of the car. He swiftly removed my pants and jeans and quickly inserted his massive cock inside me. The next half an hour was spent with me laying back with my bottom on the edge of the seat and Billy thrusting my hot wet pussy. Glenn sitting next to us on the back seat, looking out the window into the darkness. Susie and Col in the front chatting away as if nothing was going on.

It was such an unusual experience, like something you could only ever imagine happening, getting fucked in a moving car full of people, it sounds really terrible but..... I was sooo turned on and didn't want it to stop. Billy seemed to have the most amazing ability to screw for hours without cumming. I had no romantic feelings for the guy, it was the sex that was so fantastic and I couldn't get enough.
When we reached the city we pulled our clothes together, got the pizza and went to a parking lot at a lookout to eat it. We had a few beers and a few laughs between the five of us, no one indicated that they had even noticed anything unusual happening in the backseat.

As soon as we had finished eating we were back in the car for the one hour drive back to the bay. Billy was soon kissing me and sliding his hands back into my pants again, this time we wasted no time in pulling my jeans off again and assuming the same position we were in on the trip into town earlier. We fucked ourselves silly all the way back home. All the while Billy was fully dressed apart from pulling his trousers down around his thighs.
When we got back to Col's parents place we all sat around for a couple of hours drinking more beer. By 4am Billy dragged me to the bedroom we had been in the previous night. With the light still on, we undressed each other, Billy telling me he was falling in love with me, while kissing me passionately on the lips as he laid me down on the bed. As his hand reached my pussy, my hips instinctively raised to reach his touch. As his fingers slid inside my now sopping pussy, his lips kissed their way down to my nipples, I could feel my pussy muscles tightening around his fingers. Billy wasted no time entering me with his now stiff cock (was it ever not stiff)? I was being spoilt by his staying power and we fucked until dawn.

By mid morning Susie had to get back to town to the flat we shared as she had a date for lunch pre-organised. Billy and I made arrangements to meet up again in a few days. On the drive back to town, Susie and I did not mention anything about the shenanigans in the back seat on the previous night.

Bonking BILLY

My flatmate Susie came from another country town, not too far from where I grew up. Her parents brought her a car as soon as she got her drivers licence. This was quite exciting. Although Susie was studying to be a lawyer and nearly always had her head in the books, she still liked to party. One long weekend went for a drive to the area where she grew up. We went swimming at the town pool and met up with some of the local boys who were mates with Susie's brother.

They were a couple of years older than us, and one of them, Col, said his parents were away for the weekend and how about we all go back to his house and party.
We didn't need to be asked twice. Sounded like fun. They were all a bunch of wise-cracking larrikans and we all got on really well together.
The boys whipped up some sandwiches as we had all built up an appetite from an afternoon of swimming. Then the grog came out. Beer and top-shelf stuff. One of the guys, Billy, was giving me plenty of attention. I thought he was pretty cute and was happy to play along. We sat in the lounge room with the others, watching TV and drinking. Billys arm around my shoulders and lots of little stolen kisses. Then around midnight he announced that he wanted to go to bed and asked Col if he could sleep in one of the rooms. That was fine. Then Billy asked me to join him.
Well, not much sleep was had that night. We bonked our brains out all night long and slept most of the next day.
I had no idea what Susie was doing, but when I finally got up and showered, she was sitting in the lounge room where she was the last time I saw her the night before.
The boys were grogging on again. They were good fun to be around. By the time it was dark again though, everyone was hungry. But there was no food left in the house. Everyone decided we would pile into Susies car and drive to the city to get pizza (no pizza shops in this little country town)

:: The ADAM SAGA

Christmas came along soon after my little episode with Mike, our office closed down for a month and I was able to escape back to the country. Then I went away with my parents to visit some relatives for a couple of weeks. It was good because I was able to avoid Sam next door as much as possible. When I did see him through my bedroom window as he was leaving to go to work, it made my heart break all over again. I had to steel myself away from the window when ever I heard his car. Seeing him was still raw and painful.

After the holidays I went back to work and made friends with a new girl in the office. Her name was Mandy. I spent a few evenings at her house with her parents and her young brother and sister. They were lovely people. I could easily walk to Mandy's house as she only lived 4 blocks away from my flat.

One night we went to a dance at the cricket club. For some reason I was getting a lot of attention from a boy by the name of Adam. He was buying me drinks and asking me all about my life. Adam was 26 and had been in the army and was now working at a security firm. He asked me out to dinner the following Friday. I wasn't overly attracted to him, but I was lapping up the male attention, it had been a while and I was just realising that I like a bit of male attention! Anyway, I accepted his dinner date.
I later heard from someone else who was at the same function that they overheard Adam saying that he was looking for a wife.

The date arrived and I dressed myself up ready for Adam to pick me up. He turned up with a bunch of flowers for me, how utterly romantic I thought (and funnily enough, I felt a little sick)
Our dinner went well, Adam was very attentive and spoke to me as if we had been in a relationship for years. At the end of the night he wanted to know when I was going to take him to meet my parents. This kind of freaked me out a little because I thought that things were progressing too quickly, I'd only met him the week before and this was only our first date. I just told him that I would let him know. In all seriousness, I would never take a boy to meet my family unless I seriously thought we had a future together, and quite frankly, I had no feelings for Adam yet, but was happy to go along with things a little longer to see if any feelings did develop.

The fact that I had been told that he was looking for a wife, made me feel a bit like a piece of meat, but on the other hand , I was flattered that he was giving me all this attention.

Adams work took him out of town for a few days this particular week but I received a lovely letter in the mail from him, telling me how much he loves me and how he wanted our life to be in the future. Woah, this was all a bit too much !!!
Now, if this letter was from Sam.... that would have been a very different story, I would have wholeheartedly have embraced every word of the letter. But, really, I still felt nothing for Adam and could not think along the same lines as he was. We had made a date for him to come to my flat for dinner on the following Friday night. My flatmate was going to be away and we would have the whole place to ourselves.

Friday night arrived, and so did Adam, on time, a nice bottle of wine in hand. We had a nice meal together but I found it very off putting the way he helf my hand and gazed soppily into my eyes. What was wrong with me? Here was a nice guy, there was nothing wrong with him, but he didn't turn me on, no, he just wasn't doing it for me. But I played along with his game to keep him happy.
Adam asked if he could stay the night, I didn't really want to be there on my own that night anyway, so I agreed.

We went to bed, the two of us, in my little single bed. Adam started kissing me wildly, his hands all over my body. I just lay there and let him do whatever he wanted to do to me. I felt his hard dick as it was pressing against my thigh. Then I felt his balls. I couldn't beleive it, he only had one ball. How weird. That did not affect his lovemaking style in any way however! I must have been hot for it because his cock slid very nicely inside my pussy and I enjoyed feeling his cock pump into me. I had to hold myself back from giggling as his one ball slapped against my inner thighs with each of his thrusts.

Next morning Adam had to go to his parents place to help them with something. He wanted to come back and get me later and take me over to meet his parents. I started freaking out again. Even after a lovely night of sex with Adam, I still didn't feel strongly enough about him to take that step. Adam also asked me to accompany him to a relatives wedding that evening.

While Adam was at his parents place, my doubts about him increased at an alarming rate. I had zero feelings towards him, something just did not sit right with him. He is probably a great person, but I don't think we were suited. I did not want to meet his parents and I did not want to go to any wedding with him. When he came to collect me I told him that I did not feel well and didn't want to go out and meet anyone or go to any weddings. Adam looked very sad but accepted this. He still had to go to the wedding that evening and he got changed at my flat and left around 4pm. He left a bag of clothes and a bottle of wine behind.

After Adam had left, I walked over to Mandys house. Her parents were going out for the night and she was babysitting her little brother and sister. After the kids were asleep we raided the fridge and sat outside on the balcony smoking and drinking and bemoaning all the men in our lives !!! As you do when your 17 yrs of age!!
I didn't know how to handle the Adam situation. I could not string him along anymore, I knew he was serious about me , but there was nothing there as far as I was concerned. I had to break ties with him.
Adam was expecting to sleep at my flat again tonight after the wedding. I really did not want to go home! Adam had no key, so I was hoping that if I was not there, he would go to his parents place.

Mandys mum gave me a lift home when they got back at 1.30am. I got her to drop me off up the road as Adam's car was parked near my front door. I crept up the driveway in the darkness, past Adams car. He was asleep in the front seat.
I quietly let myself in the front door of my flat. I didnt turn on any lights. I put his bag of clothes outside the backdoor and went to bed.

At around 4am there was knocking on the front door. I yelled out that I had put his clothes outside the back door. Then I heard nothing for about 10 minutes. Next there was knocking on my bedroom window. Adam said he wanted the bottle of wine from the fridge. I raced out and put the wine outside the backdoor, ran back to my bedroom and called out that I had put it outside the door.
Silence again for another ten minutes. Then there was more knocking on my window and Adam calling my name. He sounded like he was crying. I guess he must have worked out that I was breaking up with him. After half an hour I heard his car drive away.

I received a letter during the week from Adam. He said what a shit week he was having at work, how his mind was not on the job and that he had accidently pranged the bosses vehicle. I could read between the lines that if I took him back, then his life would be better. I could not give him any false hope in thinking that might be possible, so I ignored the letter. I received another the next day full of poetry he had written for me. And the next day, another letter telling how his life would be so great with me and how he was contemplating suicide if he could not have me.

I also noticed a car like his driving slowly past my flat several nights towards the end of the week. I think I was being stalked.
On the saturday night I had some friends from work around for some drinks, one of them said there was a man sitting in a car across the street. When I looked, it was Adam. Now I was really starting to freak out. My friends said they would stay until he had disappeared, and thankfully, by midnight, he did disappear. I am sure I saw his car a few times over the next couple of weeks but soon Adam was a distant memory to me.

MIKE with the massive cock

When it finally sunk in that Sam and I had no future together, I threw myself into my work, sport and catching up with old friends. One of those friends was my classmate Liz,

I was over her at house one night when Mike came to visit. His eyes lit up when he saw me and we spend the evening talking, laughing and joking. He invited me out to dinner which I readily accepted. I was still feeling hurt and angry that Sam was no longer part of my life, so I guess that clouded any possibility of me having any loving feelings towards Mike, to tell the truth, I was mad at the male population for how I was feeling. Deep down I think I wanted to extract revenge!

Mike tried all he could to be loving towards me but I found it hard to reciprocate. Dinner, flowers, wine..... The works. I pretended to go along with it all, but in the back of my mind, all I could think about was that it should be Sam doing all this for me. There was no other man in my plan. Poor Mike.

When he finally enticed me into his bed I'm sure he did everything right, he spent a long time kissing me and playing with my breasts, sucking them, kissing my lips some more, hands up and down my thighs, fingers sneaking in and out of my pussy, but I was only going through the motions. I suppose I was on the rebound and not ready to give myself to another man.

Mike had the most enormous cock you could possibly imagine. Not that I had seen very many, but my hand would not even fit around it, it was huge.... And very long.

Mike was becoming very sexually excited, his kisses were becoming more urgent and intense, I could tell he wanted to plant that big thick hard cock inside me. Well I just thought to myself, lets get this over with, my state of mind told me it was all ok, if I couldn't have Sam, then why not enjoy life, and anyway, he had told me that I should get out and enjoy life more while I still so young.

I began kissing Mike with more intensity and he took this as a sign to get on top of me and using his hand to guide his massive cock inside of me, he gave a small grunt..... As the tip of his cock tried to enter me a pain shot through me, he gave another almighty push, his cock went in a little further, but the pain ..... Oh. I gritted my teeth and spread my legs wider.

I couldn't believe the pain. Perhaps I was not as sexually aroused as I was when I had sex with Sam, we had had 2 years of foreplay as a lead up to our lovemaking and I know I was ready when Sam and I did it. But Mike, well perhaps it was a combination of me still hurting from the rejection I felt from the split with Sam, or the fact that Mikes cock was unusually massive.

I'm sure his cock was only half inside of me, but Mike was having a lovely old time plunging it in and out of my pussy, I thought he was going to devour my tits at the same time, he was loving my tight little pussy so much. The pain never stopped feeling excruciating. When he finally shot his cum inside me I could feel the head of his cock exploding inside me, he went very still, laying on top of me, I could feel his cock inside me continuing to throb as gob after gob of cum continued to empty out of his dick. That was the best part for me, after his orgasm began his cock started to decrease in size and I could feel it jerking inside me as he emptied his load slowly in me. This feeling is what I went searching for a long time afterwards !

Mike kissed and held me for sometime while he came down from his shuddering orgasm.
When we finally pulled ourselves apart we both noticed the bright red blood on the sheets. His sheer size had split me open. He thought I was a virgin, and I left him believing that thought. I was extremely embarrassed by the mess and left as quickly as I could. Due to my embarrassment I tried very hard to keep out of Mikes way from then on.

Yes our relationship was doomed from the very start wasn't it.

But, it did not put me off the idea of sex ..............

FUCK : I'm pregnant

I had not had my period since two weeks before Sam and I made love for the first time. I was more than certain that I was pregnant and I broke the news to Sam on our romantic weekend away.
He was in denial and didn't want to believe it.
On the friday night we forgot about everything else but each other and the love making was lovely when we got into bed, and again in the morning when we woke.
It felt so natural to sleep together and wake up in each others arms. Bliss.

We talked more about the possibility that I might be pregnant, and we did not want to believe we could be so unlucky on our first time.


Sam would not take the news seriously until I had it confirmed by a doctor.
I think he thought I must have just mucked up my dates or that the excitement had simply made me late.
I already had a booking with a doctor for the following week that I had made, to go and see about getting a prescription for the pill.
Sam said to get the doctor to do a test and let him know.

The test came back positive. I cried. Fear. How would I tell my parents. They would be devastated. It would bring shame on the family.

My fatalistic nature told me that it was all going to be ok in the long run, Sam and I would get married and have kids, it was just going to be a bit sooner than I expected.
But Sam had never told me he loved me, it was just the look I saw in his eyes that told me that.
We had never discussed the future. It just seemed to me that it was meant to be, and I ran with that thought. Had done for the past 4 years almost.

I rang Sam when I got the results. He was calm and told me that he would come and see me after work later in the week.

We went out to dinner.

Sam said he could not marry me.
He did not love me enough. OH SHIT. NO.
I did not want to beleive what I was hearing. I went into denial.
I Went along with everything he was saying, hoping that when he got used to the idea, everything would be alright.
He told me I was too young, far to young to be tied down with a baby. He had asked his sister how one goes about getting a termination. That thought had never crossed my mind .

I felt like I was in a bad dream and just wanted to wake up out of it. When Sam dropped me at my flat, we sat in the car and kissed for ages like we normally do. He got out, like he normally does and came around and opened my car door for me. Always the gentleman. I was so confused and numb.

I told my flatmate Susie what was going on, but she had no words to reassure me. I was like a walking zombie for the next few days. Then, incredibly, I woke up one morning and I was miscarrying. I lost the baby. Sam came and saw me in the hospital and was his usual loving self. I was grieving for the loss of innocence in our relationship, I wasn't yet 17. I was too young to be going thru all this stuff. It scared me.

I continued to see Sam for the next few months but we never again had sex.

I was now on the pill, but he was too freaked by what had happened and was scared of it happening again.
We continued on like we had before, playing tennis on weekends, him coming to the city and meeting me for lunch occasionally.
Sam started saying things like "You are too young to be tied down" "You should get out and enjoy life" I didn't want to, I wanted only him and the life I had painted for myself with him.
We had never had a fight, but he seemed to develop a hang up with our age difference. I think the pregnancy had made him realise that I was actually too young for the life I was living.

I felt hurt and rejected.

We were still plodding along like we had in the early days and I was grieving for what might have been.
In the end he was so insistant that I needed to get out more and experience life.

So thats what I ended up doing. At the time I just thought that I HAD to do this for him. To get out, experience more of life, and then when I had grown up, we would get back together and live happily ever after.
I hung onto that thought for some time but on the other hand I was very very hurt and dejected. And MAD.

Sam and I do it for the First Time

On the night of my leavers dinner I met up with Sam afterwards at a nightclub near to where the nuns held our leavers dinner. I was wearing a slinky long dress which accentuated my curves and I was wearing my hair up in a cute bun on top of my hair. Sam could not keep his hands off me and we danced together for several hours.

If felt like we were so close to making love, right there on the dance floor. It was so sensual. Sam was a quiet shy country boy and we had never done anything like this before, he hardly ever came to the big city.
But, here we were. I had just finished school, had a new job to start the following week and was in the process of setting up a flat. I had the key, there was furniture there and I was going to move my personal effects in the following week.

This arrangement was all temporary to me though. I still had not turned 17 and I figured that when I became of age, that I would leave the city behind me and Sam and I would marry and start our lives together out in the country.
That is how I saw my life and I couldn't imagine anything else for me in the future.

But this was a special night. Sam and I were all over each other at the nightclub, how on earth I got away with being there at my young age I have no idea, probably no one took any notice because I was with an older guy.
It must have been 2am when we left the night club. We walked arm in arm back to the deserted car park. Once inside Sams car we were kissing with more intensity than I had ever felt. True love.
When I touched him he jerked as if my touch was electric and it was pretty much the same for me with his kisses and touches. Nothing more than some cuddling and some lovely kissing. But in reality, we were on fire !!!

Sam reached behind me and unzipped the back of my dress. Without saying a word, I knew that we were going to make love for the first time tonight. All I said to him was, not here.
I didn't want our first time to be in a car. I had the keys to the flat and knew my new flatmate would not be there tonight, so I suggested to Sam we go over to my flat.
He didn't need to be asked twice. He drove there in 5 quick minutes, all the while my hands were shaking as I ran them up his inner thighs while he drove.
When we pulled up outside the flat Sam quickly got out of the car and ran around to my side to open the door for me. What a gentleman.

Once inside we stood in the lounge room and kissed for ages. Looking deeply into each others eyes. No words were spoken, we just both knew we wanted each other so badly.
Somehow our clothes simply fell off us and we collapsed onto my bed. Sam continued kissing me while his hands explored my pussy, he was making sure that I was wet enough so that he would not hurt me when he entered me for the first time. He placed a pillow under my bottom to raise my hips higher and open me up for him, then as he kissed me deeply he slowly guided his erect cock inside my pussy. We made love so beautifully together and I was so happy to have him in my arms, in my bed, inside me. We lay and held each other for ages.
I was expected home that night so we quickly dressed and Sam drove us quickly home to the country. A normal two hour journey took just over an hour.

I started my new job the following week and told all my workmates about my lover and how I was going to marry him and live happily ever after with a tribe of kids. Sam came to see me and took me to lunch one day when he was in the city. We didn't talk about what had happened, but mainly just gazed lovingly into each others eyes over lunch.
I cried when he had to go back home. I think he realised the level of my love for him.

I caught the bus back to my old hometome the following weekend. Sam was there to pick me up from the bus and drive me to my parents place. We stopped on the way home and sat in the car and kissed and fondled each other for half an hour. As Sam lived next door he popped over for a game of cards later that evening. Things just were not the same though, we had taken our relationship to a new level and a simple game of cards felt childish to me . But we couldn't do anything as both our families were strict catholic and sex before marriage was a big no no. So it was difficult to be together. I found it extremely frustrating but had to keep telling myself that we had the rest of our lives together and to be patient.

About 6 weeks later Sam and I planned a weekend away together. We were going to sneak off without anyone knowing we were going away together . We had not had sex again since our first night due to the fact that Sam had been sick with kidney infection or something and had not been into the city since our lunch date. We could not have sex at our parents home and doing it in the car was not the most romantic proposition, so this weekend away was looked forward to very much as a weekend of expressing our love for each other.

The Boy Next Door

When I went back to my family home in the holidays, I started playing tennis with the boy who lived next door. His name was Sam and he was 9 years older than me. He worked in his familys business so he didn't really have much of a social life. I thought he was heaven on two legs and wanted him so badly. But I was only just a child, so knew that he would not be interested in me by a long shot!

For years when I was home for holidays Sam and I would spend our time playing tennis together by day when he was not working, or playing cards at each others house at night.
I could see a future with Sam when I grew up. We would get married and have kids and live happily ever after.

When I turned 16 my dreams came true (or so I thought). On the way driving back home from a game of tennis, Sam stopped the car and leant over and kissed me. I was so in LOVE.
I thought this kiss cemented our union for the rest of our lives. I was on cloud nine. We kissed there in the car for about half an hour, his arm around my shoulder, mine around his waist. I had these lovely feelings going on between my legs that I recognised as sexual arousal. Oh what a feeling ! I loved Sam so much.

From then on this became a regular thing, Sam and I would go for a tennis game, and on the way home we would park the car and sit and just kiss. He was 25 and surely he must have been experienced in sexual matters but he never tried go any further, for ages. I was more than ready to give myself to him, I had loved him for years and planned on spending the rest of my life with him.

He was so delicious, his smell, his touch, just to look at him made me go all gooey inside. When we kissed he would also blow his warm breath on my neck which excited me terribly. Sam knew this and did it often. We started exploring each others bodies. I remember the first time he sucked my nipples, the wetness I felt in my panties ...... I soon worked out that my erogenous zones were all interconnected.

We still only pashed but I would feel inside his pants and stroke his cock. There was never any pressure to go any further.

At school I gave up on school work and didn't bother with any career guidance, what was the point of having a career I thought. I was going to be Sams wife and look after him and have his children. He was wealthy and there would be no need for me to work.
I wanted to leave school at the end of year ten but my parents said I had to get a job first if I wanted to leave school.
So I organised it all, I got a job as a shop assistant ready to start as soon as I left school.
I also organised to share a flat with another girl underneath someone's house.

My friend at the time, Liz, was also leaving school at the same time. My cousin boarded at her house during the week and on the weekends I occasionally went to stay there too.

Liz had two nice brothers who always had their mates around. One weekend we were in the garage at Liz's house playing pool with her brothers and one of their mates, Mike, was there.

He seemed like a really nice guy and he was coming on to me very strongly this particular night. He was being encouraged by everyone, I think they thought that I was getting too tied down with my relationship with Sam, especially as he was so much older than me.


Mike took me outside and we kissed. Kissed a lot. If it wasn't for Sam, I would definately have gone for him. Mike wanted to go further than kissing. I was still a virgin and was scared and anyway, I loved Sam desperately and wouldn't have done it with Mike. Still, it was nice feeling wanted like that by Mike, I was tempted, but didn't go there.

Mike contacted me several times, asking me out on dates, but I turned him down. Such was my deep feelings for Sam.

...... The First Kiss

I grew up in a very catholic household, so catholic that it was impressed upon me that it was a sin to have fun.
Thats a guilt thing that I have had trouble shaking off for my whole life.
Because of this, I always tried hard to be a good girl and would do only things that would meet with the approval of my family. They were my judge and jury.

Because we lived in a remote rural area, I had to go away to boarding school for my education at a very young age. Catholic boarding school of course! All girls. Nuns. It was very very strict. Some of the ridiculous things they taught us was, that it was a sin to hold hands with a boy. In fact they even went as far as telling us that we could get pregnant from holding hands. In reality I think that they were trying to scare us into staying away from boys. We were taught that sex was bad. Most of the girls, like me, hardly ever saw a boy and had no idea how to act around them. Sex actually sounded quite thrilling to most of the girls and we coudn't wait to try it if it was that naughty!!

When I was 13 I met a boy at the school fair, Jon. His sister went to the school and they lived a few blocks away from the school. Jon was my first kiss, behind the science block at school. I was smitten with the idea of being in love and felt so grown up. I also had a friend who lived over the road from the school and even in the strictness, the nuns allowed me out of school grounds to visit my school friend across the road. Naughty me would tell the nuns that I was visiting my school friend but really I was walking the few blocks to Jon's house.

Jon was 14 and went to the catholic boys school across town. He was blonde and very nice looking. When I got to his house we would go to his bedroom, he would close the door and we would lay on his bed and kiss and feel each other through our clothes. Thats all we ever did. Goodness knows what his mother thought we were doing behind closed doors but she never came in.

At the boarding house things were very tense though. Because I was the only girl with a boyfriend, I was the subject of a lot of teasing. I hated it. I only ever wanted acceptance and approval from my peers and it broke me up so much to be picked on all the time. After about 4 months of it, I could not see any way out other than to drop Jon. I gave him no explanation and it probably broke his heart. I was heart broken and missed seeing him too. But life had settled back down again without the relentless teasing by the other girls. They had won and Jon and I were the losers. Thats how I saw it. But, life became easier.

Once upon a time I was a gangbang girl

This website tells the true story of my teenage years -
how I went from a quiet, shy, private school girl, to a girl who enjoyed participating in gangbangs


You will read about what triggered me to become involved in this sort of lifestyle and what the catalyst was that made me turn my life around.