When I was younger, I was very naive about sex. My mother never told me much about it, and although I had a kind of sketchy idea where babies came from, I didn't know any- thing about having intercourse with a man. I learned a few things from school and from talking to other girls, but of course I didn't really understand.

I lost my virginity when I was 17, on my birthday, to a guy eight years older than me. I found out later he was married. We had a big party at a friends house up in the mountains, and I guess we all had too much to drink. This guy was more sophisticated than everybody else there, but when I think now that he was only 24, he couldn't have been that great.

He offered to drive me home, and I said yes. I was pretty unsteady on my feet, and I really wasn't sure what was going on. He took me across the parking lot and into the woods, and then he pressed me up against a tree and started kissing me. I didn't resist. I liked him, and I felt stirred up and sexy toward him, so there was no reason why I should.

He lifted up my dress, I struggled a bit and tried to stop him, but we were both laughing too much. He managed to pull my panties down to my knees, and then to my ankles, and he pushed his hand up between my legs, and started fingering me.

I knew my pussy was wet, and that embarrassed me. I think I struggled more because I didn't want him to know how juicy I was, rather than because I knew he wanted to have sex with me. But then he got his fingers up there, and started rubbing my clitoris, and he seemed to like doing it so much that I started to relax a little. I couldn't see much in the dark, but I felt his cock pressing up between my legs. He put his finger up me to help him push it into me. I knew what was happening, but at the same time I didn't know the right way to react.

Before I knew what was going on, he had his cock right up me, and he was thrusting in and out of me, and I remember looking through the darkness at the trees and the car lights in the distance, and thinking to myself, I'm actually having intercourse. I'm actually having it with this man.

When he had his orgasm in me, he just leaned against me breathing heavily. Then I noticed there was someone else in the dark. Someone who had been watching us, and as I tensed, Alan pulled out of me and held me against the tree, looking into my eyes. He said that his brother wanted to please me, that I needed to experience men, that I would like this if I just thought about it.

Well I sobered up very quickly, but couldn't break loose from Alan's grip, his brother stepped up and took hold of my arms and started to kiss me very hard. I was very frightened by now, I could hardly stand, my knees were wobbly, and I could hardly breath.

Alan's brother didn't waist any time, he somehow unfast- ened his pants and got his underwear off, and started to poke at me with his hard cock. I struggled to stop him, but was frightened that he might hurt me, so in the end he pushed me up against the tree and forced himself into me.

He didn't have any trouble getting into me because I was still wet from having sex with Alan. I could only stand there feeling the sensations of fear, and excite- ment at the same time. I never dreamed when the day started out that something like this would have happened.

Well I got my initiation, and is it any wonder that I have turned toward women? I still like guys fine and even have a steady boyfriend, but women are so much gentler, sensitive and understanding, than men.

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