My formative years of sexual experiences

Let me start by saying that all girls have a story to tell from their youth, a story that excites and titillates, it's about her awakening and the extent to which she develops her sexuality and with whom she surrenders her soul and body and sometimes, though not in this case, her virginity with a family member.
Ten years on from that particular skeleton in my cupboard, which I will touch upon later, I with my boyfriend booked a round the World holiday before starting our respective college education. Upon hearing about our departure this particular uncle offered us the use of his digital video camera along with terabytes of storage flash drives and a promise he would put everything together and make a Round the World video for us to treasure.
During that holiday we filled those drives with everything including our sexual activities, my running around naked and sexually explicit actions in the hotels and in public, we did all of this and got off watching it on playback, just seeing myself doing this on beaches and shopping malls in changing rooms, was like being in your own porn movie, so yes I got off on doing it and even more on playback in quieter moments alone in the hotel room with my electric toothbrush, even that I videotaped.

In the end, three months later, we returned, changed forever and exhausted, we mutually split and started college with no regrets. On Christmas day we went to my uncles house for Christmas dinner and he asked me for the camera to be returned for another project he had in mind. I had completely forgotten about the camera and everything else, due to us parting ways and starting college, so that night I took it over to his and handed it back to him.
He looked at me and then asked about the case of memory flash drives, and I realised for the first time I had forgotten them and froze because of the content on them. I promised profusely to return them as I had genuinely forgotten to take them, telling him I think they might even be with my ex-boyfriend, but I would check.
Back to college and the years passed and a new boyfriend, graduation and a new job, and engaged. Then one day at a BBQ thrown at the same uncles place he was showing my his latest computer build when I noticed to my horror that silver and black memory box that contained all those flash drives lying on his desk, I panicked, and wondered if it was the same box or perhaps he had another?
He looked at me and the whiteness of my gills, "Your mother found it last summer and asked me if this was what I had promised to return", he explained as my heart sank and my fear arose, as he added, "Don't worry, they are all wiped clean and I have a forty five minute video of your holiday for you to take home".

I was blushing, I knew he had seen his niece in a very sexual and revealing way, very different from the person I present a the dinner table, he knew, but then again, I also knew there was another side about him going back sixteen years when I was a girl of eight, that summer's night in the early hours of the morning, I was sleeping on the small settee in the living room and he awoke me, leaning over me, pressing his cock against my open mouth and swallowing his ejaculation.

I never talked about it or even acknowledged it in the morning at breakfast table, or any other time ever it happened and was lost to time but deep down we both had that connection, so somehow I balanced what I did with what he had done to me, perhaps even made me into what I secretly am, who knows?

Later that evening when everyone was drinking and playing games, he was getting ready to walk his dog and I decided to tag along, citing I needed a walk. Once clear of the house we went into the nearby forrest and started talking about the memory drives and the sex and masturbation I wanted to know how he felt when he saw me like that, "I have always wanted to fuck you, I know you know that", he retorted, "and seeing you at your best just confirmed that one day you might do me the honour of giving in".
The forrest was quite apart from some distant music, as we stopped and faced each other, "Would you like to fuck me now her in the forrest?"
We fell to the ground where we were, got naked and fucked like two wild animals, all those years of repression and sexual innuendo as my orgasms came each one more powerful than the previous, and for forty five minutes, the longest a man's cock has been inside me, we rid ourselves of all those frustrations and somehow kindled a new connection, I promised him free sex every time he needed it, even after my marriage, I would be available to carry out whatever he wanted.

Another decade saw me into my thirties and married to another new man I met some eight years back. Now everything was fucking boring, because we stopped fucking, well he did, thanks to his diabetes medication and condition. it just stopped and I settled into an acceptance that my sex life was over apart from masturbation, usually triggered by watching porn or seeing something sexually stimulating, or hearing someone say something.
Travelling on the commuter to the city to my work I sometimes felt someone get amorous with my arse, especially on the 08:10 express, which was crammed full and non stop, people crushing against you, and if you controlled your emotions and stayed still, that was a signal for them to have a really good go at your bum and try to finger you where it mattered, on your clitoris, God, I loved that feeling of being groped, it made me feel wanted and gave me ammo for a nightly wank and imagine having my clothes torn of and penetrated where I stood, if only those men around me knew of my desperation for a fuck.
Having said that, there were times when some of them did, and left a deposit of semen on my clothes, after rubbing against me and shooting, leaving dried cum stains around my crotch.

When my husband and I split he moved back to his parent town leaving me with the flat and I decided to try and regain that lost beauty by joining a gym and going there four times a week.
They had a good setup including saunas and steam rooms which I used after working out. Wednesday night were mixed, usually for married couples, but there were singles and of course swingers, looking for sex, I of course was in that group, only I wanted to meet couples and be the piggy in the middle.
On one such night I was pleasantly surprised to meet a blond girl called Vicky, her partner was a man in his fifties, the type and age I liked to entertain. Vicky was in her twenties and we got off on a good note despite I was nine years her senior, but a lot younger than her partner.
Without even talking about sex we left together and went back to theirs, both of us girls excited so much w started kissing in the car, while her partner just drove and watched Once in the house we went straight to bed and wasted no time in formalities', we striped off and just went down on each other until her partner came in and joined us.
He was inside me, then her, using all our holes and took our turn on cumming on his fat cock, and then he lay back and licked him with our tongues from his toes to his head, until we were exhausted.

In the morning I was shocked to find he was her father and he not only used her sexually but encouraged her to entice others like me to join them and have sex. They started back at her school and dozes of her school friends had felt her daddy's cock in them, this man was on cloud nine with such a willing daughter.

Of course I should also mention that as a schoolgirl myself I was no slouch when it came to sex with older men. The morning bus ride was started from a bus shelter opposite a bi house where the owner took pleasure in masturbating to the dozens of nymphs opposite awaiting their bus to school. I was one of those nymphs and he caused quite a stir amongst us girls, our ages ranged from twelve to fifteen, all within the range of oestrus, and horny as fuck, especially awaking from wet dreams of fat cocks chasing us in the twilight zone.
I made a wank video perched on my window ledge looking out onto a field. I was completely nude and showed my technique with my fingers and hair brush. I managed to partially blur my face using video software, then I found his phone number and called him and asked him outright if he wanted to buy my masturbation video.

I started the conversation by telling him I was one of the girls he jacked off to at the school pick up stop and I liked what I saw, I was a virgin and willing to let him be my first but he had to pay and start by watching me get off and let him see my body.
Of course he agreed he wanted to meet me and be my first and when i asked for three hundred pounds for the video I was surprised he agreed without even quibbling.

I took a gamble and agreed to deliver the video to his post box and he would put the money in an envelope and put it in the same post box. He was true to his word and we swapped phone numbers and called each other and had phone sex, allowing me time to build up my confidence to go there and do the business.

One day I was due and horny as hell, my cunt was biting my thigh for attention so I texted him suggesting he stick his cock through his letterbox and I would play with him, perform oral and even stick him into me if long enough, for five hundred pounds. He agreed and the thought of that alone got my so wet and excited I went to the bathroom and used the toilet brush to get off.

That evening with only his front door (well hidden from the front street) between our bodies, we spoke as he slipped his erection through and I held him in my open palm.
That tactile feeling of a mans cock in my hand was sensational, warm and spongy hard, circumcised and fat and purplish, I dropped to my knees and licked him like a lollypop, and revelled in his moaning as he was sucked me, I knew what he must have been feeling because it turned me on big time, so much so I asked him to let me in and do me proper, which he did, and fucked me on the carpet with the front door open, with both of us moaning for our own reasons.