Message-ID: <34802asstr$1011316203@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: strangesub@yahoo.com (G) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 17 Jan 2002 16:08:05 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 17 Jan 2002 08:08:05 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} My Sex Life #10 (True,mf,mf,oral,teenagers) Date: Thu, 17 Jan 2002 20:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, hecate Sex. The great obsession. These are the stories of my lives. Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans and slick fluids. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to a virtual exhibitionism. I am able to fuck and get fucked in public. There is no kinky activity I have to hide away for fear that my "normal" friends would consider me a deviant reprobate. All of us voyeurs can watch as I relive My Sex Life and expose all of the perverse things that I have done and that have been done to me - things that I have never told anybody. All of the stories written here are true. I have been eroticized all sorts of details in order create hot sex - but the the actual "scenarios" happened. In truth, sometimes the reality was far less interesting, exciting or pleasant. But my purpose is to make you hard and wet. I started writing these stories about six years ago. I picked it up again last year and decided to reprint the whole thing again in order to fill in the missing links and because its still nostalgic. If you would like to comment on these stories, criticize them, or whatever, send inquiries to strangesub@yahoo.com My Sex Life #10 Greg Fucks a New Girlfriend After fucking Wendy in my basement, I was back to jerking off again. It would have been nice to have a girlfriend, but I was getting weirder as time went on, which was not the most attractive thing to the average high school honey. At the beginning of December, I finally decided that I really wanted to get high, to find out what it was all about. I don't remember feeling high the other times I smoked a joint. In my quest for pot, I found some hashish instead. There was a guy who was a junior in high school, who sold me an ounce for about a hundred dollars, which I understood was pretty cheap. He also got me a pipe. So, I tried it out. Smoked a little. Nothing. Another day, I experimented again. Smoked a little more. Still nothing. OK. A third day. I smoked a bowl of hash. Nothing. In spite of the harsh irritation to my throat, I filled another bowl and smoked it. Still Nada, zilch, except that my throat was burning. Frustrated, I drove over to my friend, Andrea's house. Andrea was also a senior and we shared a lot of classes. She was an all American girl type. She was fairly tall, about 5' 10". She had very blonde, wavy, shoulder length hair. Very cute round face. She had a big smile with beautiful teeth. Nice blue eyes and the all American Caucasian nose. Her body was very nice looking. She was 17 and had nice average size breasts, well proportioned hips, ass and legs. She wore whatever was in style, but nothing overtly sexual. Cheerleader type clothes. We both did theater and music, although she had just started that stuff the year before, whereas I had been active all through high school. Her boyfriend Andy, was also a year older than she was and we had double dated a couple of times with Dawn. Andie and Andy (cute, but true) and Gregg and Dawn. We were pretty good friends. As we had arranged to do some homework together that day, I drove over to her house. On the way over I started floating. This temporarily panicked me as I figured I was going to die while driving the car. Then I noticed that my body was doing all the right things - stopping at stop signs, not accelerating too fast, and generally driving safely. I found this absolutely amazing. I was High! I got to Andie's house safely and we downstairs to the basement rec room. I explained my stoned situation to her and she was sympathetic and understanding. Her older brother, Jay, smoked pot and she had tried it with Andy, but she didn't really like it. Surprisingly enough, we were able to do our homework. I was astounded that I could still think as my thoughts kept shooting all over the place. We had fun and Andie was amused at the tangents I would take on whatever it was we were doing. We were very relaxed with each other and, as I was getting ready to leave, I kissed her. Bing, boda Boom, boda Bang! We had never kissed before. The only sexual or romantic things we had ever spoken about was the good and bad points of our respective relationships with Dawn and Andy. We had never even held hands, other than casual friends might do. She was still going out with Andy (who was, like my brother Mark, a big, 6' 4" guy), even though he was away at college. I had not thought about kissing her, I just impulsively, stoned, did it. Andie responded. Her lips were soft and yielding. She sought mine, kissing me back with a fierce passion. Within seconds, our tongues were dueling and being drawn into each others mouths. She began running her hands up my back, caressing me and pulling her body tight to mine. I could feel her breasts crushing against my chest as Andrea grew hotter and closer. My manhood rose and I put my hands on Andie's ass cheeks, pulling her crotch against mine. Her hips moved her pussy against my stiff cock and pushed back. We were kissing hungrily, flying with frantic passion, as though we were lovers that had been apart for weeks and couldn't wait to be together again. It was as if a switch had been turned on and we were suddenly two dogs in heat, unable to even think about anything but hot, sensual Sex. My casual friend had turned into a beautiful, blonde, fuck me slut. I ground my erection directly into her torrid crotch as she, grabbing my ass now, pulled me to her, rotating her hips in a frenzy against mine. It was an inferno of desire. We were kissing, slurping each other's faces, necks and tongues, rubbing our bodies against each other. I attacked her breasts with my hands, squeezing them through the material of her shirt and her thin brassiere. Her hands went to my belt buckle and, fumbling, she undid my pants, pulled them down and plunged her fingers into my underwear, freeing my naked cock. The sensations of her hands on my inflamed dick were the essence of carnal sensuality. All of my being was centered in my cock. Even as I was frenetically trying to unbutton her shirt, she sank to her knees and, pushing my underwear down the rest of the way, she place her lips on my cock head and drew me into her mouth. "Ohh," I moaned, thrusting my hips forward, burying more of my prick in her wet mouth. She place one hand on my balls, her fingers massaging the space between my scrotum and my asshole, and she wrapped the other hand around the base of my meat, continuing to suck me like a professional whore. I placed my hands on her head, entwining my fingers in her luscious blonde hair, feeling her head move back and forth and up and down on my rigid manhood, giving me the first womanly blow job of my young life. I wanted this to go on forever. The whole universe was concentrated on her velvety, liquid lips. Her tongue was swimming around my prick, the gorgeous wetness of her mouth encircling my hard penis, sucking me for all she was worth. "Greg," she moaned, looking up at me, still licking at the tip of my dick, fondling my prick and balls, "do you have a rubber?" I reached down and pulled her to her feet without answering. I couldn't believe that she asked me that! I did not have a rubber. I also couldn't believe that she wanted to fuck me now. Here. Right now. Damn. Fuck it. I led her over to a bench on the wall and pulled her mouth back to mine, driving my tongue past hers, tasting my own sweaty manhood, undoing her pants and shoving them down. I continued caressing her, kissing her, fondling her breasts through her shirt with one hand, undoing her buttons, and pushing down her panties with the other to take possession of the wet folds of her cunt. She moaned and thrust her hips into my hand as I fingered her naked pussy, drawing forth its juices, the scent of her spreading into the room. She eagerly helped me push off her shirt and remove her sheer see-through bra. My lips went to her already stiff nipples. I tongued them and lapped at her luscious breasts even while supporting her, my hands in her crotch and in the crack of her ass, she kicked off her pants and panties. She stood naked before me, her blonde hairy cunt flooded with her hot juices, dripping onto my fingers. Her delicious tits were vibrating in agitation as my eager mouth sucked and nibbled on her hard nipples. "Ohh Greg, Ohh Greg, Ohh," she moaned in hedonistic lust. Drawing her with me, I lay down on the bench, kicking my pants and underwear off, and pulled her cunt to my face, putting us into a sixty-nine. She adjusted her squirming nude form and lay on top of me, her mouth once again enclosing my twitching manhood, sucking it like a popsicle. She licked my shaft up and down, drawing my testicles into her mouth, between her teeth, my drooling cock wetting her eyelids and face. She let my balls release, tonguing the underside and licking her way back to my rigid meat. Her entirely naked, hot-blooded, shapely body writhed on my half clad form, my shirt riding up so that I could feel her hot tits rubbing on my stomach. Moaning with lust, I spread her legs, clamping my hands on the sweet flesh of her naked thighs, my fingers on her twitching ass, pull her ass crack open. I stuck my tongue deep in her hot cunt and began licking and slurping her juices, inhaling the sweet musk of her vagina. Her wet, fiery fuckhole wiggled on my face while she groaned around my prick, her hot mouth driving me insane. I pushed the middle finger of my right hand, wet and lubricated with her pussy juices, slowly against her moist asshole. Her hips bucked and my finger moved in, penetrating her ass as she put her fist around my penis, wildly jerking me off as she sucked my stiff rod into her throat. "UUHHHHHHH! " My hips twisted as I came, shooting my sperm into her hungry throat. She mashed her cunt into my face in a frenzy of yearning, her golden pubic hairs rubbing on my lips, catching in my teeth, driving my finger deeper into her violated ass. I drank her musky cunt juice even as she drank my cock, swallowing my cum as I squirmed in ecstatic release. She milked my rod with her hands and mouth, squeezing the last wads of sperm from my ejaculating dick while my head and lips slid back and forth across her sopping wet vaginal flesh. She continued to hold my manhood, gently licking the top and sides as I softened slightly, spent and satiated. I slid my finger out of her asshole and she twitched as her anal opening relaxed. As my mouth stopped moving on her dripping cunt, she let go of my prick and sat up on the bench next to my head. I lay there in satiated bliss. Soon, however, I heard Andie softly moan. I looked up to see one hand gently massaging her own breasts, thumbing her own nipples, the other was at her crotch, rapidly vibrating. Her eyes were closed and she had a look of passionate concentration on her face as she masturbated her cunt. "Uuuaaaaahhhhh," she gasped as she came. Her body jerked and stiffened. I saw her fingers slide into her vagina, buried in her golden pussy hairs, her hips bucking against them. Her other hand grasped a nipple while her beautiful tits shook. Her mouth opened as her orgasm filled her glowing need. Then her lovely naked form relaxed, her pent up cravings satisfied. She smiled down at me. We both got dressed a little bemused, wondering just what had happened. I knew that I was high. But I didn't know what the hell Andrea was on - nothing I assumed. I was also unclear as to why she hadn't had an orgasm when her pussy was in my face. I was fascinated that she had become a turned on sex babe instantaneously. What the fuck was that all about? (As usual, my ignorance, considering all of the pornographic novels I had read, of a women's clitoris and all the rest of the accompanying erogenous turn-ons, was abysmal. In reality, I was clueless about how to satisfy a woman.) Andrea was a bit confused by the fact that she was still going out with Andy, even though he was away in college. We simply left it as having reached a different point in our friendship - neither of us planning any future commitments, nor rejecting any future possibilities. When we next saw each other, we were more intimate than we had been, but only visa vie our words and feelings. When I wanted to hold hands, or one time when we were on the ski bus together and I started feeling up her breasts, she would either plead that she was still Andy's girlfriend or get annoyed. But we still maintained an easy friendship. As I was slightly above the level of infantile adolescent (very slightly), I could almost handle this, but I still wanted to get her naked and FUCK! Many years later, I figured out something about Andrea that I didn't know at the time. She almost literally did have an "On /Off" switch. The right frame of reference between you and her would instantly turn her into a wanton, needy, horny slut who would get naked and had to have you Now, no matter where she happened to be at the time. But most of the time, she would be disinterested, pleasant, but not sexual. Meanwhile, I continued to get high as frequently as possible. It turned out that Todd, the high school junior who had sold me the hash, did give me a really good price and I ended up selling a few grams back to him. We ended up getting high together and, over a period of time, became the best of friends. Todd was one of these naturally good looking guys. He had long straight, brown hair. His face was acne scarred, which at 16 made him look, well, like a 16 year old. In the years to come, his rough face became part of his manly beauty. He had a large Roman nose and full sensual lips. That is, the nose and lips were Italian and the rest of the face was German / Irish. He had a thin, very athletic, well muscled body. It was an effortless physique on his part for, as long as I knew him, other than playing sports, he never exercised a day in his life. I was always slightly envious of his physique. When the high school musical came around, we were all involved. Todd played one of the leads, I played a minor lead, Andrea was part of the stage management and there were others - Robin, a girl I had dated in earlier years (the one who was afraid I was getting ready to rape her when I crushed my mouth against hers in one of our good night kisses) played one of the female leads. She had developed into a voluptuous woman with a lovely face and medium length, brown hair. Her breasts were large, very round and she wore these one piece sheer nylon bras that might have well not been there at all. All her bra did was keep her gorgeous tits up and out... she had beautiful hips and thighs too. And to boot, she was still a nice girl and a friend. There was a scene in this musical where the character Robin was playing gets raped. All of us boys passed her around in a circle, pushing her, tearing at her clothes. It was well choreographed, but by the end of the scene, her shirt is open and her sheer bra covered breasts were exposed. Every guy in that circle got to feel her up at one point or another... We all sported hard ons in that scene. The most enticing thing was that Robin was acting and was not an easy lay. She had a steady boyfriend to whom she had lost her virginity and was very circumspect off the stage. But this was theater...... I suspect at the time that the music teacher who directed the play - Will Parnes, got off on this rape scene. I found out about a year later that he loved it. One night after rehearsal, Andrea and I were the only ones backstage. She, as stage manager, had been cleaning up and I was helping her. Apropos of nothing, I started massaging her shoulders and she stopped and let me. When I started kissing her neck, bing, again, she just turned on. She reached back behind her and caressed my head, stretching her own head and neck back, purring in sensual satisfaction. I slipped both hands over her breasts and started massaging them, squeezing and fondling her nipples through her clothes. "Ohh, yeah," she moaned in hot blooded pleasure, shuddering slightly at my assault, pushing her tits into my hands. My cock stiffened immediately and I pushed my crotch against her luscious ass. She pushed back and I started humping my hips, grinding my prick against her backside. I could hear the students and teachers who were still in the audience talking, but we were out of sight and I wanted her, now! "OOhhhhhhh." she breathed again, reaching back and placing her hands on my thighs, kneading my asscheeks through my pants. I moved my hands from her breasts and slid them down her front, massaging my way down to her waist. I pulled her blouse from her skirt and let my fingers slip across the flesh of her belly, down under her skirt band and into her panties. "Ahhhhh,' she turned her head back towards mine as her hot body writhed in passion. Our tongues met as my fingers found their way through her golden pubic curls, rubbing across the top of her pussy lips, finally dipping into the folds of her wet, wet slit. "OHHHH, GOD, GREG!" she cried into my mouth, as her hips convulsed against my hands. Fearing that someone would hear her passionate cries, I quickly removed my hands, moved away from her hot ass and flipped up her skirt. Latching my fingers over the waistband of her panties, I pulled them down over her hips and let them drop to floor. She had placed her hands on the sturdy prop table and now I pushed her upper body face down onto the table, frantically opening my pants to free my hungry cock. With her body supported, she kicked off her panties the rest of the way, spread her thighs and thrust her ass up into the air. I flipped up her skirt again, covering her upper body and leaving everything below the waist naked and vulnerable. God this was beautiful. I ran my hands over the puckered bud of her asshole, hearing her moan and making her body twitch with lust. My fingers opened her juicy cunt and I played with her wet pussy lips. Her hips bucked against my hands and I couldn't stand it anymore. Opening her wide, I rammed the full length of my steel hard cock into her hot, steaming snatch. "Ohhh, yes, yesssss,"she sobbed, shuddering on the table, her ass bucking against my hips as I hammered into her. I felt my hot seed gathering up and a million insane thoughts went through my head! I didn't want to get her pregnant - but I groaned as my whole body jerked. I grabbed her naked hips, thrust as far inside her I could go and blasted a load of hot cum deep into her wanton fuck hole. "AAHHHhhhhhhh," I moaned, the fear of getting Andie pregnant, the danger of getting caught and my incredible orgasm all driving me into a new sexual high. I pulled out from the burning folds of her cunt and shot my next load on her exposed asshole. Collapsing onto her writhing form, I humped her naked ass crack and finished blowing my sperm all over her naked ass, back and skirt. We lay there for a moment, sliding around in my sticky wetness. She continued to moan softly and move her ass against my still rock hard cock. I straightened up and stood her back up against me, gently fondling her breasts, my naked dick still caught in her asscheeks, slithering in my own excretions. I kissed her neck, wanting to fuck her all over again. "Andie! Can you bring me the Lighting Script," shouted Mr. Parnes from the audience. She quickly pulled away from me and let her skirt fall over her cum slicked ass. She walked away without her panties and went to the lighting table and got the script. Andrea stopped, looked at me, my hard dick still exposed, smiled wickedly and pulled her skirt back up, exposing her naked pussy. Then she spread her legs and squatted slightly as she ran her cupped hand back to her ass, sliding it over her twat, coming up glistening with my semen - all the while looking at me. Then she let her skirt drop again and licked her cum stained fingers, as she exited, stage left. That was the last I saw of the inside of Andie's pussy for awhile. In spite of our now two erotic encounters, Andrea seemed totally set against making any kind of permanent boy-girl thing between us. And despite my sexual advances and innuendoes, we remained friends. Her annoyance at my grabbing her inappropriately and her protestations about her involvement with Andy when I suggested we go out together only distanced us for that moment. She still wanted to be my chum. I began dating Terry, the assistant choreographer in the musical we were doing. She was neither a student nor a teacher at my high school, but she was an older woman - being the ancient and exotic age of 21 years old. Her sole attraction for me was her age and the prestige it gave me. She was nice looking - tall, dark hair, tight athletic dancer's body, but she also had a dour disposition, was relatively boring, didn't particularly like to party, didn't smoke dope, and most importantly, I couldn't turn her on for sex. We would go out, we would kiss, we would even exchange tongues, but she was fairly dispassionate about it all. Either she was wound very tight and very controlled or she wasn't interested or I didn't turn her on. It was frustrating, but I wasn't an aggressive enough guy to start feeling her breasts or crotch if I couldn't get a passionate response from a kiss. I was still to shy to talk about sex - based on my experiences, sex was something that just happened. Even though I wanted to fuck and we didn't, I kept on seeing her. If I would have had any sense, I would have stopped going out with her and concentrated on something else, but I was 18, she was 21 and had a great body. So I basked in this feeling of studliness and great self-esteem. We had the cast party for the musical in the Dun, my party room basement. It was a wild, drunken (and for many of us stoned) time. By now, Todd was my best friend and as fate would have it, he and Andrea hooked up at the party. She was dressed in an enticing little mini-skirt and a frilly pullover that barely covered her belly button. They spent the beginning of the night talking and thenprogressed to touching. As Terry and I escorted the last of my guests to the door, I caught a glimpse of Andie's g-string panties as she and Todd passionately clutched at each other in the back room. Even though I still didn't understand it, Andrea did have a turn on switch that left her totally uninhibited, and Todd was my stoned smoking buddy, so that when Terry and I came back downstairs, the two of them were now joined, squirming on the floor, their heads towards the main room, fucking like dogs in heat. The back room was all done in black light and it had no door, only an adjoining archway, so they presented quite an erotic spectacle. Todd had his shirt off and his pants were down to his ankles. His naked form was glowing with the black light; his hard, muscular ass shining as it pumped up and down while he fucked a turned on, writhing, surrealistically lit Andrea. Her pullover was gone and her now dark, naked breasts smacked into Todd's chest every time he moved in and out. Her mini-skirt was bunched up at the waist, so that it, the light and their bodies hid their copulating genitalia from view. I watched their show, hearing their moans. "Ohhhhhh, Ohhh, Ohhh, yesss, Fuck me," pleaded Andrea, pulling Todd's sweaty, luminous body to hers, her hips rising to meet his. Todd gasped, pushed himself up for another thrust and opened his eyes to see the two of us watching his lewd performance. His black lit face was an exotic sensual mask. His teeth glowed as he smiled and thrust down again, eliciting a squeal of pleasure from Andie. He began slamming his cock into her hot cunt faster and faster. "Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ahhh..Yess, yes, yes," cried Andie, her body twitching and wriggling beneath him. The lighting in the main part of the Dun was low and colorful. One wall was covered with a blue see-through curtain behind which Christmas lights twinkled in an oddly erotic display. My blood was pulsing and my dick was getting very hard from Todd and Andrea's wanton fucking, while Terry looked away, embarrassed. It would have been hilarious to an outside viewer who knew what was going on. There were Todd and Andie, reveling in their carnal passions, their hot bodies sliding against each other in sweaty sensual sex. Here was Terry, fascinated by these two young teenage bodies fucking like rabbits, and at the same time, mortified and disgusted at this raw fornication, trying to pull away. And here was I, getting turned on by this hot fucking; pissed at Terry for being such a cold fish; jealous of Todd for fucking Andie (I had her first!); jealous of Andie for fucking Todd (he's my best friend!); and worried that my parents (who were already in bed) were going to hear the noises of these two screwing their brains out. My dick began to pound, engorged with lustful blood. The last time I screwed anyone - it was Andie, and it looked like she was taken. I had to fuck someone.... -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+