Youngster
There was always a moral dilemma in my mind when it came to sex. I was raised a good Catholic girl and my parents always emphasized being a good girl to me. I was uptight and interested in sex all at the same time. My parents had a pre-cable pay for TV service that had a movie channel when I was young. My parents went out many Saturday nights when I was in middle school and I was old enough to stay home alone. I spent many of those nights watching the other channel that came with that service. It was an adult channel. I was so intrigued by the movies that I watched and I would play with my nipples and touch myself while watching them, fantasizing about being one of the girls in the movies. I learned to masturbate watching these movies. All the while I was a good girl with the boys I dated. I was always worried about what they would think about me or say and so I would be very repressed with a guy I really liked. On the other hand, I could be a different girl with a guy that I didn’t really think long term about.
I met the man I would marry at a high school graduation party about a week after my high school graduation. He was a nice boy. The day before I met a 31 year old man who was not a boy nor nice. He worked late nights as a computer programmer and I worked random hours at a fast food restaurant. He called me the morning after we met, my parents were at work. Our conversation was completely sexual, well I didn’t say much, I was an inexperienced “good girl”. He invited me over and I didn’t have to work that day, so I met him down the block so I could get in his car without being seen. We got to his place and he wanted to get high, but I had never before. I gave me a contact buzz and I felt so relaxed. He was so hot and so in control of me. He put on a porn video and as we made out he began to undress me. I was a scared virgin, but I was so excited and wet, so I just let go. I told him I was a virgin and he said that was ok, that there were other things I could do for him. He touched all over my body with a soft touch and had me on the edge of ecstasy. And he told me to go down on him, so I did. Then he told me that I should swallow is cum and I did that for him too. He asked what I was planning to do the rest of the day and I said nothing and he asked me to stay. We rolled around on the floor kissing and petting and soon he was hard again. I sucked his cock a second time that day.
Meanwhile I began dating my future husband; we would do traditional teen dating, movies, parties etc. After a few weeks we were parked in his car and I jerked him off for the first time. All the while I was visiting the other guy each day Monday through Friday and sucking his cock.
I really like my future husband and I wanted him to not think I was a naughty girl, meanwhile I knew there was no future with the other guy, so I could just let go with him because I didn’t care. I would go over to his apartment all summer long getting high, sucking his cock, and eating his cum: many days more than once. I think I learned my love of cum from that summer.
My future husband and I broke up three times before getting married and each time I “dated” older men. It was between my freshman and sophomore year the first time and that guy was in his 30s too. It was about the time that the 900 chat lines became popular. I snuck a little of my parents vodka and called in one day when no one was home to see what it was like. There were many people on line all chatting, much of it was sexual, and then I got a request for a private chat. It was a little awkward at first, but the vodka helped me and as we chatted he jerked off and came. I stayed on the line chatting with a few men that day. After I hung up the phone rang and it was the company from the phone and they wanted to give me a 800 call in number so I could call in free and chat with men. I called back almost immediately and chatted for a few hours. I called in day after day, chatting with a lot of men. It became easier and easier. After a few days I was talking to a guy and he mentioned where he was from and it wasn’t far away. They would always warn you not to exchange information, or meet up with someone from the chatrooms, but I did anyway and went to his apartment that night. On our first date I borrowed my mom’s car, my parents would be appalled their 19 year old girl was going to see a 36 year old divorced man. I went into his apartment and he told me I was way hotter than he expected me to be. We sat on his couch and started kissing each other, I told him I was still a virgin, but that I could do other things for him. Then I sucked his cock and swallowed his load too. I asked him if he had any vodka and he gave me a bottle! After my first date with him I decided to call the guy from the summer before again. I went over to his place that day and we started up right where we left off the summer before. He was more than happy to share me so I saw the two of them the rest of the summer.
The next time we broke up I was 21 and no longer a virgin and it was about three months after my parents died in a car accident. I was depressed one day and went to a matinee movie by myself. The theater was empty except me and one man. He came over and sat by me at one point and made a comment about how bad the movie was, and we talked some. He was in his 40s and divorced. We went back to his place for coffee after the movie. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, but I had only had “coffee” four times by then and all were missionary position. I had “coffee” in many positions that day, and swallowed a little “crème” too. Swallowing cum sparked something and I called my old friend from the first summer again. He was excited that I was no longer a virgin and I visited him again. Then I decided that I should call the guy from the second summer as well. I didn’t work at all that summer, and I didn’t have my moral compass anymore. I didn’t really want to be in my house as it felt empty so I spent the whole summer going between their three places. I didn’t fuck them all every day, but in the three months I fucked like a bunny and I sucked so much cock it was amazing, but always taking their loads in my mouth. I was also high and buzzed so much of the time. I got back with my future husband late in the summer and at least one time I slept with all four of them in one day.
The third time was shortly after graduation. I was working now and meeting lot of men. I had my own apartment at this time. We were broken up for eight months and I met three men. All older. I met them all at different times, but I never broke up with any of them so I ended up dating all three at the same time as well as my three old friends as well. I was working now, so I was a little more subdued, but I tried to see one of them each night and I would be sure to keep all six happy each weekend.
That all ended when we got back together, but it all started again after he left me years later.
I met the man I would marry at a high school graduation party about a week after my high school graduation. He was a nice boy. The day before I met a 31 year old man who was not a boy nor nice. He worked late nights as a computer programmer and I worked random hours at a fast food restaurant. He called me the morning after we met, my parents were at work. Our conversation was completely sexual, well I didn’t say much, I was an inexperienced “good girl”. He invited me over and I didn’t have to work that day, so I met him down the block so I could get in his car without being seen. We got to his place and he wanted to get high, but I had never before. I gave me a contact buzz and I felt so relaxed. He was so hot and so in control of me. He put on a porn video and as we made out he began to undress me. I was a scared virgin, but I was so excited and wet, so I just let go. I told him I was a virgin and he said that was ok, that there were other things I could do for him. He touched all over my body with a soft touch and had me on the edge of ecstasy. And he told me to go down on him, so I did. Then he told me that I should swallow is cum and I did that for him too. He asked what I was planning to do the rest of the day and I said nothing and he asked me to stay. We rolled around on the floor kissing and petting and soon he was hard again. I sucked his cock a second time that day.
Meanwhile I began dating my future husband; we would do traditional teen dating, movies, parties etc. After a few weeks we were parked in his car and I jerked him off for the first time. All the while I was visiting the other guy each day Monday through Friday and sucking his cock.
I really like my future husband and I wanted him to not think I was a naughty girl, meanwhile I knew there was no future with the other guy, so I could just let go with him because I didn’t care. I would go over to his apartment all summer long getting high, sucking his cock, and eating his cum: many days more than once. I think I learned my love of cum from that summer.
My future husband and I broke up three times before getting married and each time I “dated” older men. It was between my freshman and sophomore year the first time and that guy was in his 30s too. It was about the time that the 900 chat lines became popular. I snuck a little of my parents vodka and called in one day when no one was home to see what it was like. There were many people on line all chatting, much of it was sexual, and then I got a request for a private chat. It was a little awkward at first, but the vodka helped me and as we chatted he jerked off and came. I stayed on the line chatting with a few men that day. After I hung up the phone rang and it was the company from the phone and they wanted to give me a 800 call in number so I could call in free and chat with men. I called back almost immediately and chatted for a few hours. I called in day after day, chatting with a lot of men. It became easier and easier. After a few days I was talking to a guy and he mentioned where he was from and it wasn’t far away. They would always warn you not to exchange information, or meet up with someone from the chatrooms, but I did anyway and went to his apartment that night. On our first date I borrowed my mom’s car, my parents would be appalled their 19 year old girl was going to see a 36 year old divorced man. I went into his apartment and he told me I was way hotter than he expected me to be. We sat on his couch and started kissing each other, I told him I was still a virgin, but that I could do other things for him. Then I sucked his cock and swallowed his load too. I asked him if he had any vodka and he gave me a bottle! After my first date with him I decided to call the guy from the summer before again. I went over to his place that day and we started up right where we left off the summer before. He was more than happy to share me so I saw the two of them the rest of the summer.
The next time we broke up I was 21 and no longer a virgin and it was about three months after my parents died in a car accident. I was depressed one day and went to a matinee movie by myself. The theater was empty except me and one man. He came over and sat by me at one point and made a comment about how bad the movie was, and we talked some. He was in his 40s and divorced. We went back to his place for coffee after the movie. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, but I had only had “coffee” four times by then and all were missionary position. I had “coffee” in many positions that day, and swallowed a little “crème” too. Swallowing cum sparked something and I called my old friend from the first summer again. He was excited that I was no longer a virgin and I visited him again. Then I decided that I should call the guy from the second summer as well. I didn’t work at all that summer, and I didn’t have my moral compass anymore. I didn’t really want to be in my house as it felt empty so I spent the whole summer going between their three places. I didn’t fuck them all every day, but in the three months I fucked like a bunny and I sucked so much cock it was amazing, but always taking their loads in my mouth. I was also high and buzzed so much of the time. I got back with my future husband late in the summer and at least one time I slept with all four of them in one day.
The third time was shortly after graduation. I was working now and meeting lot of men. I had my own apartment at this time. We were broken up for eight months and I met three men. All older. I met them all at different times, but I never broke up with any of them so I ended up dating all three at the same time as well as my three old friends as well. I was working now, so I was a little more subdued, but I tried to see one of them each night and I would be sure to keep all six happy each weekend.
That all ended when we got back together, but it all started again after he left me years later.
11年前
