I can remember how it felt for the very first time when he was moving the hair between my spread thighs and moving his finger in just a little. I must have been very wet because I was very excited and my breathing was hard and I was squirming all over the place and then he touched the magic button and I came.
I know I must have made a lot of noise when I came because I always do.
Anyway, after that we kissed a lot and held hands and then finally Tom drove me home.
You'd think that we would have screwed, but you have to remember that I was sixteen and I didn't want to get pregnant and there were lots of horror stories going around school about girls who had gotten pregnant and ruined there lives and stuff so I knew that I didn't want to have a baby and I was pretty cautious about screwing.
We did go parking a lot though!
It got to be the same thing time after time. Tom would park and feel my breasts and my pussy for just a little while and then he would take out his cock and almost beg me to suck him off.
I would, but in time I got tired of always sucking him off and one night I asked him to suck me off too.
You'd have thought I had asked him to rob the Merchants Trust bank the way he reacted!
The long and the short of it was that he said he didn't want to, and I said he must, and we fought until I cried and he took me home.
We went out a few times after that but it was always the same and we would fight and he would make me suck on his cock which I loved to do but he would not even kiss my pussy at all so one night after a big fight I gave him back his gold football on a chain that I had been wearing around my neck, and we were no longer going steady.
There were a couple of weeks that went by, and then we were friends again, but that was all. By then I was missing not having a boyfriend and I was ready to go steady again and I everyone at school knew that Tom and I had broken up and before long I went out with another boy from school.
Before a week went by we were going steady.
It sounds funny but for the life of me I can't remember his name now, but I do remember parking and playing with him too, and he didn't have Tom's adversion to eating pussy at all!
We used to really have some fun times parking at the airport and we used to park about once a week.
Anyway, it was about that time that Bobby Joe came home from school for the summer and that ended my peeking through the holes in the closet at my mother and who ever her boyfriend was at the time.
I do remember coming home one day and the door to my bedroom was locked. I knew Bobby Joe was in there and I snuck into my mother's room and peeked into the holes from the other direction and watched my brother fuck his girlfriend on the bunk bed. Her name was Alice and she lived down the street and was a senior in high school and she was really enjoying my brother pumping his cock between her legs.
Anyway, I watched them until he came in her, and then I saw him get off and wipe off his cock.
Later that night I remember fishing in the basket and finding the cloth covered with cum, and dipping a finger in it and tasting it with my tongue.
It tasted about the same I guess as all cum, but I had to find out for myself. I do realize that it was cold instead of warm so there may be some difference in taste because of that.
I think it must have been then that I resolved to taste every boy in my high school class and find out what if any difference there might be in tasting.
I did too! Well I almost did. There were two guys that I never was able to give head to. One was going steady and all the time I was in high school he always went with the same girl so there just was no way that I could do it with him, and the other was a piano player in the school orchestra and even though we went out twice and even parked once he wasn't brave enough to even kiss me at all much less let me suck him off, so now that I think of it I think he may have been gay or on the way, one of the two.
Anyway, it took almost two years to go through all the boys in my high school class but it was a small class and there were only nineteen boys out of twenty-one that I sucked off.
That was about it as far as my high school adventuring went.
I did still see my mother fucking her boyfriends and my uncle Mark too through the holes in the closet once in a while, but she had taken to turning off the lights in the bedroom including the little pink light on the bedside table and it was so darn dark in there now that I couldn't see a thing anymore.
I sometimes wonder if she knew or had discovered the holes somehow and had decided to end my show. She didn't plug up the holes at all, but she did turn the lights off, every time!
That was really disappointing for me. I used to get very horny watching anyone fuck, and I still do! It was like foreplay to me and as I would watch I would get so horny and excited that I would play with my pussy and cum and cum and cum.
I guess I was born lucky as well as horny! I have heard about women that oculdn't cum at all! I really can't believe that. But I hear that it's true! I know I never have any trouble cumming at all, in fact sometimes I have trouble stopping cumming!
I know that sounds strange to some of you, but the women that read this will know what I mean when you get so excited that even afterwards you keep on shuddering and shaking and you can feel your insides churn and the flood of another release. Sometimes even hours afterwards when I start thinking about how it felt I get miniature orgasms that are great!
Anyway, I suppose that the next part of my sexual adventures would be of interest to you now.
I got a job after school and during the summer in a small shop called Johnson's TV, that fixed television sets and did radio repairs and some other little electrical appliances in town that was run by a nice man and his son and his wife too.
When I started there his wife was taking all the calls and scheduling the deliveries and pickups for repair but she wanted to be able to take a rest so they hired me to answer the phone and work the counter in front while they worked in back on the sets that needed repair. I only worked afternoons late and then on Saturdays and in the summer I worked from eight to five or sometimes later if there were lots of sets to pick up and deliver.
Mister Johnson was usually the one who did most of the shop work for the sets that couldn't be fixed by his son Bill at the houses that called for repair.
Bill Johnson was a big blonde kid about four or five years older than I was. I was sixteen so he must have been twenty or twenty one and he had a girlfriend and later married her. I even came to the wedding and drank champagne afterwards at the reception.
Anyway, on with my story.
It's hard sometimes to write all of this down. Most of it I can remember very clearly but some of it seems to have faded away and I don't recall all of it.
I do remember the old Chevrolet panel truck that Bill used to pick up and deliver the TV sets.
I also remember the first time I gave him a blow job in the front seat of that truck.
It was on a saturday night and we had worked late and it was about eight o'clock or so when we closed and Bill offered me a ride home because the bus stopped running at eight and it was after that time.
He had to deliver a TV set on the way to my house and when we got to the house we had to take the set to, I helped to take out the cart and then we pushed it up the walk to the front door.
It wasn't too long before we had the set hooked up and working and Bill made out the order form for payment and got a check and we headed out to the truck again to put the cart in the back.
Bill unlocked the right door for me to get in. Remember those old Chevrolets had a high step and as I stepped on to get into the door Bill put his hand on my butt and gave me a boost up.
In the truck and driving out to my home Bill remarked to me something under his breath and I didn't hear him so I asked what he said.