| When I was
younger, I was very naive about sex. My mother never told
me much about it, and although I had a kind of sketchy
idea where babies came from, I didn't know any- thing
about having intercourse with a man. I learned a few things
from school and from talking to other girls, but of course
I didn't really understand.
I lost my virginity when I was 17, on my birthday,
to a guy eight years older than me. I found out later
he was married. We had a big party at a friends house
up in the mountains, and I guess we all had too much
to drink. This guy was more sophisticated than everybody
else there, but when I think now that he was only 24,
he couldn't have been that great.
He offered to drive me home, and I said yes. I was
pretty unsteady on my feet, and I really wasn't sure
what was going on. He took me across the parking lot
and into the woods, and then he pressed me up against
a tree and started kissing me. I didn't resist. I liked
him, and I felt stirred up and sexy toward him, so there
was no reason why I should.
He lifted up my dress, I struggled a bit and tried
to stop him, but we were both laughing too much. He
managed to pull my panties down to my knees, and then
to my ankles, and he pushed his hand up between my legs,
and started fingering me. I knew my pussy was wet, and
that embarrassed me. I think I struggled more because
I didn't want him to know how juicy I was, rather than
because I knew he wanted to have sex with me. But then
he got his fingers up there, and started rubbing my
clitoris, and he seemed to like doing it so much that
I started to relax a little.
I couldn't see much in the dark, but I felt his cock
pressing up between my legs. He put his finger up me
to help him push it into me. I knew what was happening,
but at the same time I didn't know the right way to
react. Before I knew what was going on, he had his cock
right up me, and he was thrusting in and out of me,
and I remember looking through the darkness at the trees
and the car lights in the distance, and thinking to
myself, I'm actually having intercourse. I'm actually
having it with this man.
When he had his orgasm in me, he just leaned against
me breathing heavily. Then I noticed there was someone
else in the dark. Someone who had been watching us,
and as I tensed, Alan pulled out of me and held me against
the tree, looking into my eyes. He said that his brother
wanted to please me, that I needed to experience men,
that I would like this if I just thought about it.
Well I sobered up very quickly, but couldn't break
loose from Alan's grip, his brother stepped up and took
hold of my arms and started to kiss me very hard. I
was very frightened by now, I could hardly stand, my
knees were wobbly, and I could hardly breath.
Alan's brother didn't waist any time, he somehow unfast-
ened his pants and got his underwear off, and started
to poke at me with his hard cock. I struggled to stop
him, but was frightened that he might hurt me, so in
the end he pushed me up against the tree and forced
himself into me. He didn't have any trouble getting
into me because I was still wet from having sex with
Alan. I could only stand there feeling the sensations
of fear, and excite- ment at the same time. I never
dreamed when the day started out that something like
this would have happened.
Well I got my initiation, and is it any wonder that
I have turned toward women. I still like guys fine,
and even have a steady boyfriend, but women are so much
gentler, sensitive and understanding, than men.
The End
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