"When I was a kid, we played doctor and I'll show you mine if you show me yours, but all kids do that. The first real sexual experience I had was in middle school. There was this family down the street I used to babysit for. They had a son, Jeremy, who was in high school, old enough to drive so he must have been 16 or 17. He didn't want to babysit for his little sister, so they would hire me. It was always the first and third Saturday of every month. They never told me where they were going, but they were always very late coming home. I usually slept on the couch and walked home in the morning before anyone woke up.
I thought Jeremy was really cute and I used to fantasize about him. One night, he came home earlier than usual, while I was still awake. He said he and his girlfriend had a fight and were probably breaking up. He went to the refrigerator and took out a beer. He asked if I wanted one. I wanted to impress him so I said 'Sure', even though I had never had beer or any other alcohol before.
He sat down in the recliner and began talking to me like he was really interested. I couldn't believe this older cute guy wanted to talk to me. He asked me about school, what activities I liked, my favorite bands, if I had any boyfriends and if I had ever kissed a guy before. He listened to every answer looking right at me. Between the beer and the attention my head was swimming.
After a while, he moved from the recliner to the other end of the couch where I was sitting. He patted the cushion next to him, signaling me to move next to him. Of course I moved right away. He put his arm around me and pulled me close. Without saying a word he turned and gave me a long kiss. I had never been kissed with a tongue before and it scared me at first, but then I returned with my own. My heart was pounding and I thought I was going to faint.
He continued kissing me, my mouth, neck, face. He was gentle and very sensuous. I felt so inexperienced and awkward and didn't know how to return his attention or let him know I liked it. Then his hand moved to my chest. I had started to develop breasts and my A size bras were starting to get small on me. I wanted him to touch me there, hell I wanted him to touch me everywhere, but it was moving faster than I could deal with. I pushed his hand gently away. He asked if I liked him and I said I did but just needed to go slower. He said his parents wouldn't be home for a few hours so we had plenty of time to take it slower.
He continued nuzzling and kissing my neck with shorter, less passionate kisses on the mouth. He knew how to seduce. He asked if I knew where his parents went when I babysat for them. I guessed they were out with their friends. He laughed and asked if I knew what swingers were. I thought they were just people who liked to go out and have fun but I was about to learn more.
He left and came back in a minute with a lock-box, the kind people keep important documents in. He went over to the desk, found a paperclip, straightened it and opened the box as quickly as if he had the key. He told me to come over and look.
The box was filled with Polaroid pictures. Immediately I saw that the people in the pictures were nude or mostly nude and that most of them they were having sex, every kind of sex. I had seen porn before. One of my girlfriends' dads had a large selection and she shared it with us whenever we had the opportunity. But, I had never seen amateur or homemade porn before. These were real people like you might see in the grocery store, not models or actors. They were every shape and size and all obviously enjoying themselves with each other. Everyone whose mouth wasn't busy, was smiling and laughing. It was the first time I had seen such a lighthearted attitude towards sex. For these people, it was not forbidden fruit, it was candy and they were kids loose in the candy store.
As we flipped though hands full of pictures, I noticed that Jeremy's parents were in many of them. They were having lots of sex, but never with each other. I felt a rush of conflicting emotions. I wanted to know about their swinging and I didn't want to know. I wanted to see them and I didn't want to see them. In the end, curiosity and libido won out and we went through half the box, perhaps a couple hundred pictures, before Jeremy decided I had seen enough.
Jeremy took the pictures that were still in my hand, put them back in the box, closed it and left the room to return it to its hiding spot. He came back and plopped in the chair and asked me what I thought. I thought my panties were so wet that I was glad I was wearing dark jeans. Still, I kept my legs together just in case. 'Wow' was all I could think to say.
He told me that as we sat there, that at that very moment, they were at a party at a friend's house with other couples, all naked and all having sex with each other. He said that they told him about their swinging a couple of years before when he started to figure things out. And then he said, "Didn't it look like everyone in the pictures was having fun? Why should they get to have all the fun while we just sit here?"
I didn't have an answer for him but somehow he knew, and I'll never know how, but he knew the one button to push that would put me over the edge. He said if I didn't do what he wanted, he would tell his parents that he came home early and found me and a boy naked and smoking grass. Well that was it, I could pretend now that I had no choice in the matter. I was his and couldn't say no. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I would come out of my chest.
He stood up and told me to stand up too. He began feeling me up over my clothes. I just stood there and tried not to respond. He lifted my arms and pulled my shirt off and then undid my bra. He was the first man to see my breasts since they had started to develop. I closed my eyes and he began kissing and playing with my tits, sucking on the nipples. I was so turned on I knew there was nothing I wasn't going to do that night. I stopped trying to remain silent and nonresponsive and gave in to the urges. I put my arms around his head and held it close to my chest as he continued to suck on my nipples.
He undid my jeans and pushed them down to my ankles. I stepped out of them."
"Are you sure you want to hear this Mike? It was long before you, but still..."
"Oh please, go on." He begged still slowly stroking.
"Okay" I took a deep breath and continued
"All I had left were my panties and I hoped he would take them off me before he noticed how soaked they were, but it was too late. He told me I must be really enjoying myself as he rubbed the back of his knuckles up and down the soaked crotch of my panties before also pushing them down and off.
Now I was standing in front of him, completely naked, and he still had all his clothes on. I felt exposed, powerless and vulnerable. Even in my most wild fantasies, I had never felt so turned on. My nipples almost hurt from being so hard and my pussy was throbbing.
Jeremy unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. He was on the swim team and his body showed it. He kicked off his loafers and took off his socks and told me take off his jean
My hands were trembling so bad I could barely undo his belt, but I managed. I unbuttoned and unzipped and pushed his jeans down and he stepped out of them. He was wearing boxers and I couldn't believe how far his erection was pushing them towards me. He told me to take them off.
I grasped either side of his shorts and pulled them down. His cock sprung out at me and I could not help but gasp. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I had seen lots of hard cocks looking at my girlfriend's dad's porn collection, but this was the first one in real life. It stuck straight out, hard and proud. I was frozen by its presence, but Jeremy broke the spell. He placed his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees. He placed one hand on the back of my head and guided his cock towards my mouth with the other. The moment it touched my lips it sent a shock from my pussy through my body. I opened my lips and welcomed the head into my mouth. It felt like something I had craved all my life, but didn't know it. I wanted to suck his cock for hours but he had other plans.
I continued to give Jeremy the best blowjob I could, learning as I went. I tried to remember what I had seen in the porn mags, sucking and licking his cock and balls, using both my hands as well as my mouth. He encouraged me with moans and telling me when I did things he liked.
I was thoroughly lost in sucking my first cock and don't know how long it lasted when he pulled back and lifted me to my feet. My head was spinning so badly I had trouble balancing. Jeremy held me up and moved me to the couch. He lifted and spread my ankles to give maximum access to my pussy. He knelt before me and began gently licking my labia. He slowly increased the pressure until his tongue was spreading my lips and licking my clit. He varied the pressure and speed alternately teasing and then driving me to the brink of orgasm but backing off each time he thought I was about to cum.
This went on for 15 or 20 minutes. I was so aroused; I was like an animal that was out of control. I needed to cum. Jeremy stood up, lifted me from the couch and told me to get on all fours on the floor. He knelt behind me and placed the tip of his cock just at the entrance to my vagina. He told me to fuck myself with his cock
I had long ago learned to love the feeling of penetration and had broken my hymen with objects I used for masturbation. I was a virgin only to a penis. I'm sure Jeremy was surprised how easily and eagerly I pushed back as his cock disappeared inside of me. We both let out loud groans as my tight pussy took the length of his shaft. I began rocking forward and back as Jeremy remained still, but the feeling was too much for him and he began countering my rocking with his own thrusting. Our fucking became almost violent as the pleasure took control of our bodies. It only took about a minute for his orgasm and his triggered mine. He continued to fuck me until both had subsided. We parted, sitting on the floor together, trying to catch our breath and both covered with sweat.
We showered together and then parted to the places he parents would expect to find us, he in his bed and me laying on the living room couch. I was still so turned on from the nights events that I had to unzip my jeans and give myself one more orgasm before drifting off to sleep.
Jeremy's parents got home about 3:00 AM and despite their best efforts made enough noise to wake me for a look at the clock. I awoke with the first light of day in the room. I knew they would be sleeping hard from a night of drinking and fucking. I got up, sneaked into Jeremy's room and woke him with a kiss on the cheek. He rolled over and smiled at me. I reached under the covers to find he was sleeping only in boxers. It only took a couple of stokes to get his cock hard and protruding through the fly. I threw back the covers and went to work giving him the second blow job of my life. Without a word, he understood that this was a quickie before I left and let himself cum after only a few minutes of sucking. I collected his cum in my mouth, showed it to him and then swallowed it, something porn had taught me men liked. I kissed him on the cheek, turned and left for home with the $20 I got for babysitting. In my mind I pretended that the money was for the sex and that I was now a prostitute.
When I got home, Mom was already up sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I told her that I hadn't got a lot of sleep the night before and was going to go back to bed for a while. I went into my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and crawled into bed. Lying on my stomach, my hands immediately were between my legs. The weight of my body provided the pressure so that I only needed to add the motion of my fingers. I relived the night before and the morning. I fantasized about the next babysitting night with Jeremy coming home after his parents left for their own night of fucking. And I fantasized about attending swinging parties myself, fucking every guy and maybe the girls too.
My Pandora was definitely out of the box and there was no way it was ever going back in. Sex became an obsession and I became a master of manipulating situations and partners to make it happen.