A Story of teenager lovemaking and more… ! By Phyllis and Roger

Boyfriend, James, and I both grew up in strict surroundings, me more than him. Me. Phyllis, a pert, perky, Henry Sweet, pretty female had to be carefully watched as I was perceived by parents as sweetener in the optic of other men and so I was raised and protected. James, not so practically, being a guy but his rest home life history was also on the strict side. Very little necking and kissing in his home base or mine.

We started dating and caught up on our deprived past with lots of hugging and petting and kissing. The kickoff metre he put his hand up my dress and my thrilled and surprised reaction…my body came alive to his touching. I'd played around when I had the luck away from the parental glare but this was the first time soul I really cared about had his hands on my snatch. It was very unlike as his custody and fingers were both loving and lewd. All the hands, fingers and putz and tongues up to my time with James were lustful but fleeting.

My parents, as I said, were strict but I used to hook out on our balcony at night to memorize the source of the phone coming from their bedroom It was the first time I had seen a man's penis…and this one, my Dad's, was marvelous…thick, long and stiffly erect. I could barely believe what I was seeing and terribly afraid I would be caught. What would they do to me if they knew I was watching ?

Mom's head, moving up and down ; Dad's fingers in her hair's-breadth and along her cheek and lifting to her drift ; the guttural sounds he made and then the white fluid oozing from Mom's sass as she sat up and smiled…I mean value I was barely a teen and this was my introduction to the joy of sex. I couldn't wait to try out with myself when Mom and Dad were asleep or gone to the store.

gum olibanum it was that before my classmates learned anything in school about such things…and when we did it was spare…I got lessons in human material body and sex and coitus through nocturnal sightings of Mom and Dad…I learned about balls…Dad would narrate Mom :"stroke my ball"and she would stroke them…Mom would narrate Dad to osculate her breasts…she had nicely shaped tit and when he would osculate them Mom looked up at the ceiling with her optic closed…and when Mom would say Dad :"screwing me"he thrust his cock in her slit and made her cry out…which was what had attracted me to their elbow room in the first place. Monkey see, monkey do…but I didn't have the tools to work with…only my bridge player and my imagination and my anatomy at the clock time was limited, too.

Mom had nice full moon chest that Dad would hold and lick. Mine were just budding but when I felt them it was gravid. Mom had pilus between her wooden leg and I only had tiny hairlets…I view of peach fuzz…but it sure felt skilful to touch myself between my wooden leg. I soon found I was getting wet just feeling myself and that I had the delightful stiffening nub which, when I kept at it, would make water my legs shake and I had to cover my mouth to retain tranquillity. My Night were exciting…both my anatomy moral at the window of my parents'room and when I would then lie down and aspiration of penises and replete breast and hair's-breadth between my legs. I was anxious to find out a penis I could suck.

It happened one day completely by accident when I spent theatrical role of the summer at the base of grandparents. grandmother was gone for the day and granddad was out in the pasture way out of deal when I found the first available phallus. It was a goat's penis and he had just finished with the female goat. Out in the open was his stiff member, wet with succus and pulsating. Me, Phyllis, the curious scholar, leapt at the chance to touch and suck a real member even though it was a goat's ! I went to the corral and offered it some hay…it trotted over and took the hay, munching away, his phallus still out and dripping. I reached down and took hold…one hand with hay and the other around that phallus. It was wet and hot and the goat lifted one leg, chewing away…I stroked that member just like Mom had done to Dad…the Capricorn's penis grew some and he kept his leg up.

I was just in my little house dress but had to get closer and on my human knee so I took off the wearing apparel and put it on the gate and now the butt and I were both au naturel. I took a recondite breathing spell, kneeled down, put that penis in my mouth and started licking and sucking. The goat stopped chewing and pulsed in my mouth making piffling sounds. I guessed I was doing a honest job. It tasted funny but it was my first chance to suck a penis and I kept at it.

Then…oh my God…a vocalism. It was grandpa. He had come around the side of the barn very quietly and I was so purport on my undertaking I hadn't noticed. How long he had watched I didn't know but he said :"If you like that one, try this one."I looked up, grimace completely red, my mouth still open as I released the goat's penis and there was grandpa, his pants unzipped and his penis in his hand. My first man's penis ! Right there in front line of me ! He walked over to me as I stood up."Get back on your knee joint,"he said and I did."suction on this,"as he held the back of my nous and pulled me to him. The tip of his phallus was wet."lick it off,"he said and I did. It tasted a little salty but it was slippery and courteous. It wasn't Mom and Dad but granddaughter and grandpa…almost like the real thing I had seen.

I had a very man's penis at last to work on and since I was a student of Mom and Dad I reached and felt his balls, took his penis in my other hand and started to copy what Mom had showed me. I rolled my tongue around the boss and stroked his balls. Now Grandpa began petting my whisker and let me get free rein. I could find his knee go wobbly. I pulled away and looked up and his eyes were closed, a big smile on his sass. It was so quiet in the G and a assuage picnic was cooling me. I resumed my anointment of my first man's penis which soon throbbed and filled my mouth. Grandpa held my forefront down on him, I swallowed, and his wet was running down the position of my mouth there was so much. He lifted me up and kissed me ; holding my raw organic structure against him and I felt his steady member between my legs. I shuddered with pleasure as my lilliputian pussy brim rested on his throbbing pecker and for the first gear time silent why Mom did what she did."You're real good at that,"granddaddy said. I guess I had graduated in my form division. It was very undercover and I would accept other secret that, short by little, I would tell apart James as my stories aroused him. They aroused me too as I would live over the frisson of my foremost member. I could still feel my young female child slit back talk rubbing along grandad's wet turncock. It made me shiver to think of it even now.

It was one of a number of mystery that I would collect as I was growing up even if it was a strict rearing. The matter that is limited about secrets is that some are so delicious or prohibited that they just seem to come out and be told to others. I told my girlfriend at schooling about Grandpa and she was thrilled to hear…the more I told the more design was her interest and then I told others of my school friends and had fun with them.

But how would I severalise James IV as we began dating and loving and feeling, if I ever did ? It wasn't my fault at all but one nighttime we were kissing and tactual sensation and his penis was out of his pants for a nice kissing and sucking. He said :"Gosh, Phyllis ! Where did you learn to do that ?"So I told him…he asked, I told, and he got really hot with my give-and-take and it didn't take him long to cum in m mouth. I licked every dip and kissed him and tongued him so he could sample himself…just like I had done to Grandpa. James and I had all kinds of sexual fun and one day he showed me one of his secret : a erotica video. Well, I loved it ; loved watching others fuck and feel and lick and suck. Then there were other videos and James IV and I would enact what we had seen…different positions…behind, in front line, on the side, him on top, me on top…it was all thrilling and neither of us ever had any hassle : him cuming and me orgasming and while he could basically cum once or then later on twice, well I was a laugher wagon train and had so many orgrasms he used to express joy at all the sounds I made and kept making during our sex while he had gone all easygoing for awhile. And I was still the"fleer railroad train,"finally, slowly, coming to lie with feelings in my mind but my body in delicious exhaustion.

Then we saw another television of one fair sex and two guys…it got me so hot to see the men fucking the woman…there were two stiff peter and one wet, hot, dripping cunt and that bitch needed more than one rooster at a time. This film really excited me and I wondered about it until James looked at my facial expression and my oculus must have been flashing because he got the mind immediately :'we need more than one stiff cock…YOU need more than my one nice rooster can furnish at a time when you need more cock.'

We watched that video again, fucked again, and then as we were cooling, thought about what to do…James require his Phyllis to be happy but we didn't know another man. There was in fact another Male available…but I kept quiet about it. You see, wherever we went in those times, even to the drive-in movie, James had his big dog, seafarer, along with us. Even when we had sex, Jack was somewhere near. I would look at him when Jesse James was fucking me and he just stared at us, the tip of his cock peaking out while he sat and his natural language slipped in and out.

One meter James was at me, getting me totally hot and I got brave and said :"Look at old old salt,"and he did. There was Jack seeming to love the scene…James working at me and ready to cum and there was Jack. James looked at me while thrusting and me lifting and he said :"Really ?"I nodded my head and said :"Why not ?"James was suddenly on fire with the thought and I never had such a fucking as just then. I cried out. weeping were on my impudence as I came hard. King James withdrew and sat back, saying again :"Really ?"I nodded again. James looked over and said :"cum her boy !"It was my turn to find a exceptional, orphic thrill…it was my secret…about to be revealed as gob came to our side of meat, sniffing the aroma of our consistence fluids dripping from James and down my pussy along my ass buttock. Jack took a foresighted salt lick of St. James'cock and then another. I laughed and Epistle of James looked at me in a quizzical way and I stopped laughing.

"Really ?"James River said."What's happened ? Only one password ?"I teased."No,"he said."I want to aid and watch."I adjusted myself and spread my pegleg, patting my bush and tar came to my consistency this clip, he'd gotten a taste of mariner and was fix for more ! his tongue tasting me and I jumped…I always jumped at the firstly lingua cutaneous senses. I patted seafarer's point as he licked again…I opened myself, broadcast my lips as he licked and licked. I looked at King James, taking his hand."Pet me there,"I said and he did…One tongue, one hand petting, two cocks…one limp and the early about to howl out for a serious second fucking.

James held my bottom and I pulled Jack on top of me."Help him, King James,"I said and James took the doggie peter, rubbed my cunt lips with it as Jack…good old Jack…knew exactly what to do…scooting forward and plunging into my pussy."OH GOD I LOVE HIS COCK !'I squealed. James looked at me in amazement…the dog now fucking without help…me lifting my consistency to each thrust, closing my center, and when closed I was filled with visual modality of early shtup in my past from early dogs…and goats and, of course, Grandpa. I would assure William James later, maybe, of the other animals but right now it was metre to relish, and I did. Jack kept at me and at me, he was a very marked-up dog thank you ! and I was crying and groaning and James IV stroking my breasts as my body moved to the stab of this second intemperate member in a row.

Our little problem of Phyllis needing More than one fuddled dick had, at least temporarily, been solved. I pulled James II to me and Jack walked away and I whispered in his ear some very hot, wet words :"Thank you."I reached down and James was hard again ! And I was still prepare for another ride…stroking his cock to me and he took the steer ; he had never fucked me so hard and I came again ; holding his body on mine squeezing my snatch muscles on his cock which softened and withdrew. He was finished for the day…for me…I might have handled still another but I didn't Tell him. It would hurt his feelings. Another secret !