GROWING UP I HAD ISSUES WITH MY WEIGHT AND LOOKS and was never that girl who boys in school thought attractive,i often felt so insecure i left my long hair uncombed and sometimes didn't care to take a bath though i dreamed of someday having a boyfriend.though i was never the type to ever consider sex or something crazy with the men in my family i did have one uncle who often looked at me in that special way which clearly meant should i ever want to we could find the time to be alone.what made it special wasn't that he was my uncle but the attention he gave me which was never the same with the boys in school but apart from one incident where my uncle came into my room one day while i was busy looking for a certain book in my schoolbag and put his hand up my school dress to touch and caress the side of my leg he never tried to take it any further.though i was excited and nervous my silence seemed to make him feel uneasy or my mothers voice clearly heard from way over in the kitchen talking to other members of our family made him uncomfortable,after all i was only 14 years old and he was in his early 30's.the one certain attention i did receive often was from adult black males where ever i went but none actually ever approached me until the incident one day when i was sitting at the front of the bus on my way to visit my older sister who lived with her husband in the projects.the bus driver could clearly see me but didn't say anything when two black men sat across from me whom at first weren't paying any attention to me while they talked and laughed about some party they had gone to but i couldn't stop staring at them because one of them was completely bald and sounded african and though i'm not attracted to black boys or men he was a good looking man.my long hair was a mess and i was wearing my catholic school uniform though i was wearing a pair of dark gray panty hose to cover my legs and upper thighs since without them i would certainly attract to much attention from dirty old men which is not the kind of attention i wanted at all.with my duffel schoolbag slung over my back i looked like a fat turtle sitting across from them as they talked and laughed when suddenly they both looked over at me and asked me something though i hadn't heard what they had asked me so i stood there frozen in my seat sounding really stupid when i asked the bald headed one WHAT...really wanting to know what they had asked me but they just stared back at me laughing,the bald headed one suddenly stopped laughing and lean in closer to me to tell me to relax that they were just having fun and wanted to know if i like to dance and i told him that not on a bus which obviously sounded very stupid so they started laughing and i guess because he really did look cute especially when he laughed i kind of looked at him and smiled.his friend perhaps sensing that i wasn't interested in him got off on the next stop and with people getting on and off the bald headed man told me to come sit next to him.due to the other passengers on board he lowered his voice telling me i was a pretty girl and he didn't live too far from the bus stop where he got off and though i know it's common sense to just get off and go straight to my sisters place i stayed on the bus and went back to his apartment.though i was young i was clearly ready and sexually curious to be with this man i didn't even know but felt uncomfortable standing in his bedroom naked as he put his hand up my privates and licked my 14 year old plump breast.he kept going around me in circles to massage and slap my big soft ass and making the clear statement how he was going to get it from me by standing right behind me and putting his big strong arms around my waist and stomach telling me to cooperate.though i was inexperienced sexually i clearly understood he wanted to take me from behind but it also scared me to think if i did not cooperate he meant to take me by force.he talked about his native africa telling me the young black girls about my age usually cooperated but were never capable of getting past the forest of jungle sex which obviously i didn't understand until i saw his friend standing by his bedroom door.the bald headed one put his hand up the back of my naked ass and with his other hand push the back of my shoulders down onto his bed exposing my privates nearby an opened window.i turned to look over at his friend who was just then standing by the door completely naked finally understanding what the bald headed one meant by jungle sex.i was never so shocked or scared to see a man so well endowed thinking back to the time when my sister talked about her honeymoon night describing in detail the events of losing her virginity.the bald headed one behind me sensing i might just lose my courage to cooperate grabbed me by the hair and began using his other hand to sexually m****t and stimulate my vagina and all i could do was watch his friend walk over to join him.they took turns standing back there behind me to touch and stroke my vagina to sexual arousal and orgasm and though it felt really good and intense i couldn't help but feel embarrassed that these two men had witnessed my sexual response as they laughed and talked in their native language.suddenly like two lions in the wild the bald headed one pushed his friend who landed beside me on the bed and they began to argue,i turned back to look at them and was shocked to see both these men standing naked by the opened window with huge erect penises arguing in their african language and both taking turns to walk up between my legs and get their full erection inside of me...obviously the bald headed one won the argument but because he was still angry with his friend he walked up to the bed and grabbed me by the hair demanding that i get back on my knees and cooperate.he entered me from behind with such rage we both collapse onto the bed then it was his friends turn which went on for more than two hours,the scent,sweat and blood of my virginity had these two african men sexually aroused to the point of total exhaustion.though i somehow managed to make it to my sisters place later that afternoon i never went back to that bald headed mans apartment...true story.