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Written: 14 September 2019
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Story Code: m/f, M/f, M+f, Oral, Anal, Drugs, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Prostitution Elle Green was a single mother that I met in Literotica.com/chat, we had a long talk between ninth and tenth of September twenty-nineteen. She had just given birth to a baby six weeks earlier and had made a move from Nottingham down to Luton to get closer to London. In Elle's own words! My earliest recollections of sex...I was about six years old and could hear fighting from my parent's bedroom. I grabbed my teddy bear and ran for their bedroom, I slammed the door open and ran in, my mother was almost at screaming point and there was a man on top of her, to me it looked like he was trying to kill her but the man on top of her wasn't my father. All hell broke out, my mother pushed the man off of her and I saw his cock...my first ever view of an adult man's cock. My mother grabbed my shoulders and started pushing me back towards my bedroom, I saw her look into the guest bedroom as we walked past so I looked in as well, my father was in the room with a woman, he was standing and the woman was on her knees in front of him sucking his cock. I think I put an end to a burgeoning swinging scene by waking up in the middle of their games. My early introduction to sex coloured my life a little, for many years it seemed to me that letting a man get on top of me, like the man on top of my mum that night, would be painful because it looked like he was trying to kill my mother but the woman sucking my father's cock seemed to be having a fun time. In primary school, boys and girls were kept separate, even though we had mixed classes, the boys were made to sit on one side of the room and the girls on the other. I started dance classes at seven years of age, another mainly girl activity, less than one percent of dance students were boys back then and I was teamed up with Jacky, four years older than me but strong enough to be 'The Boy!' in dance lessons. By the time I was eleven years old, Jacky had taught me how to dance as well as how to make love, she was fifteen years old and thinking of giving up dancing because her body had developed to such an extent that her bits were getting in the way. At eleven, I was given a younger girl to train, the way that Jacky had taught me, Amy was a very pretty little seven year old, a little clumsy but willing to work hard to learn. I had another change at eleven years old, I moved from primary school up to secondary school and my world changed. Suddenly boys that hadn't gone to St. Thomas More primary school with me were in the mix...boys that hadn't been kept away from girls for the past six years...boys that were far more self-confident and knew exactly what they wanted. In class you could see the boys from my old school, they all sat together in a cluster and they never talked to us girls but the boys from Brambleside and Hall Meadow actively tried to get to know us girls from St. Thomas More that had been seen as an elite primary school. Ben Wilson was the first boy to capture me...well, my attention at any rate. He sat with me at lunch on my second day and he took my dishes away for me to ingratiate himself to me. Ben lived close to the massive comprehensive school in an area that I didn't know at all and Ben offered to take me out after lunch and show me where the shops were and things like that. Ben showed me the park, the block of shops and the local library and then he asked me if I wanted to see where he lived. Ben had the front door key to his house because his mum and dad worked late so Ben took me into his house for a can of pop. He kissed me in the kitchen, I didn't mind that, his kisses weren't as soft as Jacky's kisses or as hesitant as Amy's. Ben's kisses were harder and more urgent than anyone I'd kissed before. I was perfectly happy and totally okay until he pushed me onto my back and tried to climb on top of me and suddenly I had an attack of the vapours and started fighting him off. He complained bitterly that I'd led him on and that it was my responsibility to help him out with his little problem.
I remembered back to my mum and dad, back then when I was six, it looked like the man on top of my mother looked like he was really hurting her but the woman who was sucking my dad looked really happy and looked like she was having fun so that was what I offered Ben. Ben really wanted to screw me his way but when I offered to suck him he lightened up a little and when I got down to exploring his cock with my hand and mouth he suddenly became very keen on being sucked. There was only one down side to my first oral sex with a boy, just as he was about to shoot me in the mouth, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face harder against his body and I started choking at the point that he started shooting, causing some of his spunk to go down the wrong way but I soon took control again and managed to swallow everything that was in my mouth. I was suddenly elevated from a swat who sat at the front of the class so that I could answer questions from the teacher to an honorary boy, one of the back row set...one of the less keen students who would just skate along doing the minimum work while having the maximum fun. I never saw it but heard that one of the boys had written on the wall of the boy's toilet that, 'Elle Green will suck your cock for a bar of chocolate!' It obviously paid to advertise, I was never short of sweets for the rest of my time at secondary school and never short of boys wanting to take me to the back of the classroom. If the teacher were 'Normally' vigilant, the boy sitting next to me would get hand relief but if the teacher was lazy and just sat at his or her desk or stood at the blackboard writing acres of notes, the boy would get sucked off and I'd get paid in chocolate for my ministrations. When I finished secondary school and moved to sixth form college, I had picked a college in Luton because of their music and drama reputation and while I was there I met Alesandro, not in school this time, Alesandro was eighteen years old and visiting his father from Athens. We met in the centre of Luton while I was hunting for food that was cheap and filling. Alesandro offered me a meal at the Greek restaurant that his father worked in as head chef. I didn't bother going back to school that first afternoon, I had a wonderful meal, olives, pita bread and feta cheese to start, moussaka for my main course and bougatsa with cream for pudding, all washed down with a bottle of Savatiano, which I drank the lion's share while Alesandro didn't finish a small glass full. After dinner I let Alesandro take me down to Luton Hoo for a walk at the side of the Lea. I was a little unsteady on my feet because of the wine and as we walked along Alesandro had his arm across my back, his hand on my bottom. I was a little out of it but not so much that I didn't feel Alesandro pulling the back of my skirt up as we walked along. He looked over his shoulder to make sure that we were alone in that part of the park and then his hand slipped down the back of my knickers and he started feeling around my bum hole. I stopped walking and turned to face him, "Do you often feel a girl's arse hole before you've even kissed her?" "I just find English girls strange; girls in my village would rather do Greek sex with a boy than kiss him!" "What's Greek sex?" Alesandro pressed his index finger hard against my anal muscle, almost getting the tip of his finger inside my anus, "It's when a boy does a girl in this hole!" Now that gave me something to think about, I'd loved the hundreds of times that I'd given boys oral sex in the past but I'd never allowed a boy to have full sex with me because of that one time when I saw that man hurting my mum. So there was yet another option to try and it felt like Alesandro wouldn't even need to lay on top of me! I let him try, standing against a tree, I was facing the tree and holding on to it, just bending slightly forward to stop myself falling flat on my face. He didn't actually manage to get up me on that first occasion but he did manage to get himself off while trying and as he shot his load, rather than painting my buttocks, he pressed his little cock eye against my anus and injected his jizz directly up my bum hole.
Because Alesandro's time in the UK was limited, he'd already been here for two weeks out of his month's holiday with his father so I phoned my mother and told her that I was going to spend a little time with a friend in Luton instead of travelling back and forth between my home in Wellingborough and college in Luton, ninety minutes in each direction. So I'd really pissed my mother off big time but it would only be a few days because I assumed that I'd get bored with him or he'd get bored with me after a few days but even if he didn't get bored with me, he was going back to Athens in just under two weeks time. I moved in with Alesandro at his father's flat and Alesandro spent the next ten days trying to fuck me up the bum...I sucked him off a dozen times and after he finally broke my anal cherry we got into regular sex that way. Alesandro often suggested that I should at least offer his father Greek sex...just because I was living in his flat and inconveniencing him but I turned him down each time. Alesandro was only supposed to be on holiday for a month but there was a music festival coming up and Alesandro managed to get a bunch of tickets even though the festival didn't start until three days after Alesandro should have flown home. I loved all kinds of music so when Alesandro asked me if I'd like to go with him to the festival, I jumped at the chance. Nothing was mentioned when Alesandro's flight time came and went and we were still in bed at his father's flat. Nothing more had been mentioned about the festival until the day before and Alesandro was ringing around various relatives in the area, trying to get hold of a tent and asking if anyone had a trip up north planned to save money on the bus or train fare. On the Friday morning of the festival Alesandro's Uncle Demitrius turned up in a beat up old car and in the boot was a borrowed tent, very basic, very old, the type that you lay a separate groundsheet on the floor and then pitch the tent over it. Demitrius was driving us up north, nothing unusual in that but having Alesandro's father join us in the car did feel unusual. We were dropped off at the gate of the festival and Alesandro's father and uncle drove off in the direction of the nearest town. Alesandro and I went off to a side stage to listen to a new contemporary band on our own, we were away from the tent for most of that first afternoon, I was drinking cider, Alesandro wasn't drinking at all. I was left for five minutes, I saw Alesandro talking to a guy in a corner of the field the music was playing in and when he returned he showed me that he had two small pills in his hand, one had a smiley face impressed in one face and the other pill had a crown sunk in the surface. Alesandro popped the smiley pill in his mouth and pressed the other between my lips, he made me finish my cider to wash the pill down. "What was it?" "Just a little ecstasy to loosen you up and stop you feeling shy when we get back to our tent!" It was a ten minute walk between the side stage and the tent field; I was already feeling unsteady before we got to our tent. Alesandro had me stripped totally naked in front of the tent and even though thousands of people could see me, I didn't care one little bit. Alesandro pushed me into the tent but instead of an empty tent with a double air-mattress on the floor, his father and uncle were lying on the airbed, both totally naked. "The choice is yours, you can give them both oral...you love that...or give them Greek sex or English sex!" We still hadn't done what Alesandro called English sex even though we'd been sleeping together for two weeks. Technically, even though I'd sucked the cocks of hundreds of boys, been fucked up the arse by Alesandro more than a dozen times and had sex with twenty girls in my life, I was still a virgin.
I was pushed down on my hands and knees on the bed and while Alesandro stripped off, I sucked his father's cock. Demitrius pulled my mouth off of his brother's cock and pushed my mouth down on his own cock. The ecstasy had altered my perception of oral sex, sounds and colours were merging in with the two cocks and as I sucked, Alesandro pushed his cock up my bum and my brain interpreted that feeling as a rocket going off inside my body and flying up through my body. Alesandro wasn't making love to me, he was just fucking me as hard as he could to get off in the shortest time. My drugged state made the feeling of Alesandro's semen flooding into my body seem like a river of red rose petals flowing into me. Alesandro pulled his cock out of my bum and I was pushed over onto my side, Demitrius wriggled in behind me and he plugged his cock into the hole that Alesandro had just pumped his semen into. I was still sucking Alesandro's father even though it was difficult doing it while on my side with a cock going in and out of my bum. There was a conversation in Greek between the three of them and suddenly, Demitrius clamped his arm over my chest and rolled onto his back with his cock still plugged into my bum. Alesandro's father wriggled down my body and he started to lick my pussy while his brother was under me fucking up into my arse. Alesandro's dad wasn't the first person to lick my pussy out but he was the first male. Jacky was the first to lick my cunt, she groomed me for the first year to get me ready to accept her sexual advances...much the same way that I groomed my student dancer, Amy. I lost track of time and actually zoned out completely, I only know what happened after I was licked while letting Alesandro's uncle Greeked me because Alesandro showed me the 'Sex-tube' video. The opening shot had me sitting on one fat Greek man's cock while another had his head in my lap licking me out. An unseen voice, the voice of Alesandro, came out of the computer's speaker, "Can I film you getting fucked darling?" I giggled and nodded my head in the video. Alesandro's voice came through again, "Well, come on, you've seen enough of these to know how it goes!" "Hi! My name is Elle Green and I want my boyfriend to film me being fucked and I want him to load it up on 'Sex-tube' so that all of my fucking boring friends can see how much fun I'm having!" At that point in the video I was pushed down onto my back and Alesandro's father slithered, snake like, up my body. Alesandro filmed up close as his father forced his big fat cock into my tight cunny hole. I actually saw the ring of blood form around the seal between his cock and my labia. The video ran for fifty minutes and for the whole of that time I was fucked in every hole by each of the three of them. After I'd watched the video, I realised that objecting to being fucked in the missionary position was no long necessary, so I stopped avoiding it. Alesandro got a job, I stopped going to school and we spent every daylight hour fucking. I made Alesandro wear a condom while fucking my vagina so he usually opted for anal and oral sex except for special occasions. We were still living with Alesandro's father and after the music festival; his father expected a ration of Greek or oral sex every week. Well, after three years I fell victim of latex worm...they say that condoms are only ninety four percent effective so I guess I was actually beating the odds until I finally fell pregnant after a few hundred fucks using them. When I was six months pregnant, Alesandro tried to slip an ecstasy tab in my mouth to get me ready for sex...it meant that we wouldn't be alone, he always gave me ecstasy before getting me to fuck his friends or relatives. Anyway, I spat the tablet out and told him that I couldn't take drugs while I was pregnant. Alesandro fucked me that night for the last time, the next day he had a standby ticket to Athens. Alesandro's dad told me that I could stay in his apartment with him so long as he still got his weekly ration. I packed my few meagre possessions and left, heavily pregnant. I couldn't go home to Wellingborough because someone had sent my parents the 'Sex-tube' film of me fucking three foreigners, my parents were staunchly anti Europe and didn't take too kindly to me screwing three greasy spicks.
I ended up in a homeless hostel in Nottingham, even though I was six months pregnant I had to do a training course or lose my benefits. I chose the IT training course, mainly how to use MSWord, Excel and Access. It was during that training course that I found out about Literotica stories and chat when I overheard my IT teacher telling one of the male students all about it...it was a bit of a shock really because to look at her, you wouldn't think butter would melt in ger mouth. After Amy (yes, I named her after my young dance student lover) was born, I managed to get a studio apartment in Luton, close to the restaurant that I'd lived with Alesandro for almost four years, a charity gave me a reconditioned computer and I got wi-fi from the Restaurant that Alesandro's father worked at. Alesandro's father popped around to my apartment, he brought me a hot meal that he had cooked at the restaurant. He wanted sex, all I could offer him was oral, I'd been told not to have penetrative sex with anyone until after Amy was three months old. As soon as Amy's grandfather finished in my mouth and I'd eaten my lunch, I signed in to Literotica and started chatting to men to keep me company while Amy slept. 3,387 Words.
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