Growing up sexually

My first time was quite by accident, I had been producing so much vaginal lube with all the in and out action, my anus had been absorbing and lubing up by nature, and when he popped out of my pussy, I reached behind and held his slippery cock and guided him back in, only this time he was up my bum, balls deep, so keen to continue fucking me, I lay there with that strange feeling for the first time having my arse well and truly fucked.
I suddenly realised a woman's bum was never made for fucking, as it's just a wide tube with no folds inside to titillate a man's cock, but I knew my anal sphincter was the tight bit, even with all my pussy lube, so I started to encourage him to go in and out of it and actually found my own deviant pleasure of having my arse fucked and actually orgasming on another level.
Of course my boyfriend was shocked and fascinated that he had actually fucked my up my bum and cummed, so I had to open my legs and use my glutinous maximus to expel his load from inside my bum.
Now I had three working orifices for sex pleasuring, I went online and purchased a large bottle of anal lubrication, just in case I was not worked up enough to self lube from one hole to another.
Anal sex came in handy when men jumped my bones for a quickie up a dark alley or close, I would lube a finger quickly and insert it then grab the dick and guide it up my arse to give him the fuck he was determined to have. It only back fired once when after cumming, he forced me to my knees and made me clean his dick in case his wife could smell me on it. I think I threw up after spitting out my own shit from behind his foreskin, after he fled the scene, it was one of the times I was genuinely r*ped, after getting high and drunk, my own fault really, but I genuinely did not consent to the fuck and humiliation he urinated on my upturned face and thankfully I managed to keep my lips sealed, as he washed my makeup off under his golden showering. I stopped taking drugs after that.
I should point out that sex is my thing, I love it and I love being fucked and the drugs and alcohol were not the reason I became addicted to sex, all these vices are separated, you can fuck me when I am stone cold sober, I just love sex.
I do a lot of comments on the wishy washy excuse for porn on todays websites, it really is sanitized shit, being produced by girls who are clueless and unnatural, there are more sexual meaning in their glaring headlines than the content they post, with their boyfriends or husbands. One guy, an Asian guy calls himself "Monster Dick", and every video he produces has him being massaged by a girl from every nationality on the planet, and his masseuse is his girlfriend, who is Chinese wearing wigs and just doing the same boring shit. His monster dick was around the average six inches, probably a monster for an Asian guy. I commented and he took the huff and banned me.
I get annoyed because all my content and that of others was was genuine and free, it was natural and followed the headlines so the viewer got what was printed on the lable, nowadays, you get silly young girls posting about sex with strangers and we can all see she knows who is fucking her they are so bad with their acting they don't put any effort in to their production, its just her makeup and body she is interested in projecting, the story is just the fake headline. After watching a bunch of her videos you see the same boring details, and they don't get it, once you see people fucking, it does become boring, this is why imagination and a little effort goes a long way with actors playing different roles making the sex different.
I was holidaying with my family on the Mediterranean as a teenager. It was a nudist resort which my parents were naturists and libertines, so some nights I would come back to the chalet and find a new daddy entertaining mother on the living room sofa. I was fourteen and both my parents were cool about me going out and experiencing sex, soo on that particular occasion I sat and watched my mother being fucked and gave him a show of me relieving myself with my fingers.
That night he came into my bedroom and gave me the shagging of my life, while my mother stood at my bedroom door and relieved herself with her sex toy.
One late afternoon I had been sunbathing naked on the beach and got up to go shower at the edge of the beach, wash off all the sand. I was under the running water when an older guy came up and waited for me to finish. We were the only two people there and I saw he was very keen looking at my naked body so I suggested he just join me, which he did, and I washed him and he me, and shortly he had a huge erection, which I put into me and we fucked and as we did we got an audience and before we both knew it, a gang bang party started and another women went down on me while her husband fucked me.
I want to talk about my exhibitionist tendencies as they were my first sexual experiences and much of the flashing I did I used as imagery for my masturbation which if I am being honest, could be up to six times a day for orgasms. I was a very highly sexed girl and actually was prescribed pills to kill my horniness.
We had a girls only store in our town where all the latest fashions were displayed in their windows and we would all leave school and go down and drool and salivate in those windows, and one day I noticed a mans face peering back at me from between the manikins which were life like models of teenage girls. It got me thinking about offering myself for sexual favours for the latest fashion and be the envy of my friends in school but how to do it I lacked experience at thirteen and so I hatched a plan that might work and it was innocent and brilliant.
I pulled on a pair of denims, that were well worn and past their sell by date, the plan was simple, I wanted to buy the latest by Jordan, and try them on, only not wear any underwear, and try on a pair where the waistband was too big, and use it to accidently flash my bits at him and see if he took the bait and gave them to me for free.
I was nervous but confident as I strode in at the end of the day, when he was about to close up for the day, his staff had left and if I could get him to let me try on a pair I knew I had him hooked, and it worked, "We're closed", he said to me apologetically, but I gave him a cock and bull line about working myself and just managing to get over for a fitting, his eyes on the rips in my old denims, way up my thighs, that flesh so close to my pussy his eyes darted left and right as if making sure there were no witnesses, until he then relented and ushered me inside and up to the back of the dimly lit shop and the changing rooms. "What size of denims", he asked, his voice thick with sexual excitement, I did have a slight tear in the butt so I wondered if he could see I was commando, but the shop was dimly lit, anyhow he would soon see everything, he needed to in order for me to start bargaining my body for the latest in fashion and a couple of good orgasms thrown in.
"Best you measure" I eventually replied to his request for size, realizing letting him touch and feel his way around my petite body and get to see the bum flesh inches from his face might have a better impact to want to see more, than me just pulling out the waistband and letting him look down onto my naked pubes.
His hands visibly shook as I lifted my top to expose my bare midriff, 21" inches on the waist, and I let him see my tight six pack muscles, so he knew I worked out, "Inside leg", he mumbled as I opened my long legs to give him access to the holy grail in my crotch, and soon I could feel his finger pressing against my pussy as he measured along my inside seam, from cunt to ankle, "Oh!" I exclaimed as I let him know he was pressing against my labia, he apologised, but I just smiled and said it was "OK". At that point I turned to show my ass, as he did my hips, I wanted him to see my bum skin in the tear I made deliberately with my scissors, he said nothing, noting his measurements and went away, came back with a pair, which I took and closed the curtain, and then stood for a few moments, naked from the waist down looking at the mirror and knowing him to be mere inches on the other side as a wave of horniness swept through me, I wanted to fuck and just wanted to open that curtain and tell him to take me, "Are you alright do you need me to help?" My thighs felt weak, and my knees were knocking, I have never expected myself to feel like this for real, its one thing lying in bed masturbating with your head full of these thoughts to get off on, but another to be here minutes from actual penetration for real, I reached out and parted the curtain enough for him to see the mirror behind me showing my naked ass, "I'm just trying them now", I said with my own voice giving away my own sexual excitement, and he knew it. I started to pull them on, as he watched and came closer, I did not pull the slight opening closed again so he could see and as I put one long leg into the denims, he was there, looking in as I struggled to balance, our eyes locked and then his on my pussy as I stopped trying and just stood naked from the waist down, hands on my hips, as if challenging him, "What do you want", he aske me aggressively, his eyes wide and wild with need, "Just the latest in fashion", my body was weak, I think I needed it more than he did now, but I pulled my top off, now I was completely naked, and then we were rolling around on the changing room floor, his cock inside me and me cumming over and over until he shot his load onto my belly.
I quickly ransacked the shop for everything like a kid in a candy shop and came out with three carrier bags of clothes and his phone number. I visited every Saturday evening for sex and to collect what I picked earlier that day, all of which was put down as theft and claimed back on insurance. I was never greedy, but made up for it in horniness and self gratification, I was fucking him for my own pleasure. For the next two years I had free reign on clothes in return for whatever he wanted from my body and by sixteen he was tired of me, he simply liked younger girls and I had outgrown his needs, but by now I too had developed into a more complete adult female knowing her own desires sexually.