
This is a true story, as told to me by a woman I was friends with a while back.

WARNING: This story is explicitly sexual, and is not meant for the use of
those under the age of 18. If you are an easily offended person, simply refrain
from reading it. It is in the format of a telephone conversation, as I remember
it, with Christie, a medium-sized, well-proportioned redhead with pale white
skin and green eyes.


"You can tell me about it if you want...I'm not going to force you..."
"Well...it's sort of a private, personal thing. I mean, everyone did it, but
no one talked about it...you know?"
"mm-hmm"
"And, well, it seemed perfectly natural at the time. I mean, it didn't seem
like any big deal. But, to put the experience into words seems to make it...
well, I don't know, more explicit..."
"I can understand that..."
"But....well, just thinking about it is having an effect on me..."
"What do you mean?"
"I feel warm...all over...my face is flushed..."
"Are you...is your body reacting to your memories?"
"Yes...I feel warm all over, but mostly between my legs...(nervous laugh).."
"Oh. I see...."
"Yes...so you see it's kind of intense for me. When I think about it..."
"It sounds like it..."
"Yeah. But I think I will tell you about it...I don't think you'll tell
anyone..."
"It's your decision...but I won't tell anyone..."
"Okay...back when we were in high school, there was a group of us....I can't
really say how many...it's not like we drew up a list or anything...we just
sort of knew who was in and who was out (of the group). And, well...
we'd just sort of get together over the weekends...all of us. During the
summer we'd go up to the lake, where just about nobody else went.
Bobby Thorsen's parents had a cabin up there, and they owned most of the
lake, so it was private property....we were never 'caught', because his
parents never used the cabin, or the lake....and we'd have these parties
up there...they'd start out innocent enough. We'd have burgers or something...
and maybe a few beers or we'd drink some Strawberry Hill wine...you know,
that real sweet stuff? There'd be music from a rigged-up stereo on a truck,
and we'd dance until we got horny...that's when we'd start to pair up...
I remember just about all of (these parties) pretty well, because just about
all of them were different somehow. I can remember the first time I was invited
to one of them, especially....I didn't know exactly what was going on, but
I knew that there was definitely something in the air that night. I was
a little buzzed from drinking wine, and this guy, his name was Charlie...
he walked over to me and smiled at me, and took my hand. He was a very
nice-looking boy and I'd smiled at him earlier. 'Christie', he said to me,
'I'd like to show you something...if I could...' like that, ya know?
And then he took my hand and pulled me up, and we started to dance...and
it seemed perfectly natural for him to put his arms around me, and soon
I was rubbing close against his body...and for the first time I felt my
pussy rub against a man's crotch. It was exhilarating...that, and the wine made
my head spin. He slid his hands down and rested them on my bottom, and he
began to massage me, pulling me close to him. The wetness between my legs
was something I'd never felt before, and my nipples were erect. I was
wearing this short summer dress made of a soft t-shirt material, and my
girlfriend Toni told me not to wear a bra that night, so I didn't. Soon
he was massage my breasts, and I thought I might be embarrassed, because
we were doing this in front of everyone, I mean....everybody was dancing
around us, too. But, when I looked around to see if people knew this guy
was feeling me up, I found out everyone else was pretty much doing the
same thing! They'd paired off, and they were all quietly feeling each other
up. I saw my friend Toni unzip the jeans of the guy she was dancing with,
and she slipped her hand inside his briefs and started to play with him.
She looked like she was teasing him, but he was enjoying it. My jaw dropped
when I saw him untie one side of the string bikini top she was wearing,
slip it off of her, and bend to take one of her small hard nipples in his
mouth. Her breasts were smaller than mine, I remember wishing that I had
breasts like hers...they were very pert, jutting out as if to say 'here
I am...kiss me'. My breasts were larger and rounder and softer, but
Charlie (the guy who was dancing with me) seemed to like them, because
he began to tease my nipples and make hot sparks jump all the way down
to my crotch. He started looking around, too, looking at all of the people
getting really hot and heavy all around us. We never made distinctions
in our little group...I mean, for instance that night the homecoming queen
and the president of the honor society, a guy most people thought was a geek,
were dancing close, and he had his hands up her miniskirt, and she had her
hands in his shorts. I remember Amanda Stevens, a girl most people thought
of as a "brain", taking off her glasses (she looked pretty nice without them)
and one of the wrestlers from our high school was running his tongue down her
collarbone, and he was unbuttoning her button-down and taking her tit in
his mouth. She had his cock out, and she was pulling on it like she was
milking a cow...and when she finally pulled him out for everyone to see,
it seemed to set off a signal in everyone else...and they began to slowly
strip...laughing and giggling and playing. The silence was broken, and
a few of the girls called across to each other, making comments like "I
didn't know Herbie was so...gifted.." and "Hey, Jean...you wanna play
'round-robin' again, like last week?" Toni came over to me and took
me by the arm and said "Chris, babe, you gotta relax...it'll be alright..
Charlie is one of the best, and one of the gentlest. Just let him do what
comes natural..." All the while, she was tugging on my panties and she pulled
them down and off, and then helped me slip the dress slowly off my head.
I got the shock of my life when she kissed me, slipping her tongue in...
she tickled my pubic hair with her fingertips and said "Welcome to our
little group, baby..."
I'd never been kissed by a woman before, and although I was suprised, I
wasn't disgusted. I mean, I was really feeling good, and it just seemed
like the most natural thing in the world to do. Toni didn't make a big
deal out of it, so I didn't.

We all walked down a path to the lake, most of us going 2-by-2, although
I saw a few threesomes here and there, and we walked across the beach...
all of us waded into the warm water of the lake. The lake bottom was not
muddy like most lakes..it was sandy and clean, and the water was soft and
warm, and it made me feel even more horny. Charlie began to caress my whole
body, as we stood in about waist-deep water, and I sensed that, although
a lot of the group were all together, kissing and licking and touching
each other in a mass, they were letting me and Charlie alone to do what
we wanted to do...which was good...because I was a little self-conscious
about what Charlie wanted to do. I had heard that it hurt, badly, the first
time, and I didn't know whether I wanted to have sex with Charlie or not.
Charlie relaxed me a great deal, though, by rubbing my back and massaging
me all over. He had soft, strong, nice hands that seemed to seep warmth
into my body, and when he slipped his hand down to massage my pussy I began
to feel a peculiar emptiness inside. I reached for his already-hard penis, and
I fondled and played with it, suspended as it was in the warm water. I felt
like I was floating...and when he moved closer to me, and pressed his
body up to mine, I was in heaven. I felt my nipples on his chest, and I
felt the tip of his penis touching my labia. He wrapped his arms around
me, and lifted me up slightly, and I felt his strong arms slowly move me
down. I felt something warm and hard, but still somehow soft enter me,
and although there was a twinge of pain it was nothing like what people
had said. Charlie slid into me. He was holding me up, moving me with his
arms, and all I had to do was be still and let him pump in and out of me.
It was a good feeling, and soon his cock was pumping faster inside me.
I felt an uncontrollable warmth rage through my body, and the next time
he brought me down, impaling me deeply with his very hard cock, I screamed
out, and I felt a wet, liquid warmth that was not lake water flow into me.
....excuse me.." Chris said suddenly.
"What is it..." I asked.
...(long pause)...
"I'm sorry...(sighs)...(nervous laughter)...I, um, had some business to take
care of...."
"Oh...you...?"
"Yeah...It was too much for me...I had to take care of myself..."
"Oh, really? (nervous laughter) I think I might need to, too..."
"It turned you on, too?"
"Yeah...oh yeah. But go on....there's more to tell, isn't there?"
"Well, ah, yeah, there is more....I mean, lots more. But I can't..I have
to go pick up some food for tonight...."
"Oh...okay..."
"But why don't you take care of yourself, and then I can call back later
tonight..what do you think?"
"I think....that sounds good..."
"See you then..."
(a phone clicks, then dial tones)


