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Subject: {ASSM} My Sex Life #10 (True,mf,mf,oral,teenagers)
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Sex.
                  The great obsession.
                  These are the stories of my lives.  
                  Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans
and
    slick fluids.
                  The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to a
    virtual exhibitionism.  I am able to fuck and get fucked in
public.
    There is no kinky activity I have to hide away for fear that my
    "normal" friends would consider me a deviant reprobate.  All of us
    voyeurs can watch as I relive My Sex Life and expose all of the
perverse
    things that I have done and that have been done to me - things
that
    I have never told anybody.
                  All of the stories written here are true.  I have
been
    eroticized all sorts of details in order create hot sex - but the
the
    actual "scenarios" happened.  In truth, sometimes the reality was
    far less interesting, exciting or pleasant.  But my purpose is to
    make you hard and wet.
                  I started writing these stories about six years ago.
 I
    picked it up again last year and decided to reprint the whole
thing
    again in order to fill in the missing links and because its still
    nostalgic.
                 If you would like to comment on these stories,
criticize
    them, or whatever, send inquiries to strangesub@yahoo.com

    My Sex Life #10

                        Greg Fucks a New Girlfriend



    After fucking Wendy in my basement, I was back to jerking off
again.  It would have been nice to have a girlfriend, but I was
getting weirder as time went on, which was not the most attractive
thing to the average high school honey.
    At the beginning of December, I finally decided that I really
wanted to get high, to find out what it was all about.  I don't
remember feeling high the other times I smoked a joint.  In my quest
for pot, I found some hashish instead.  There was a guy who was a
junior in high school, who sold  me an ounce for about a hundred
dollars, which I understood was pretty cheap.  He also got me a pipe.
    So, I tried it out.  Smoked  a little. Nothing.
    Another day, I experimented again.  Smoked a little more.  Still
nothing.
    OK.  A third day.  I smoked a bowl of hash.  Nothing.  In spite of
the harsh irritation to my throat, I filled another bowl and smoked
it.  Still Nada, zilch, except that my throat was burning.
  Frustrated, I drove over to my friend, Andrea's house.
  Andrea was also a senior and we shared a lot of classes.  She was an
all American girl type.  She was fairly tall, about 5' 10".  She had
very blonde, wavy, shoulder length hair.  Very cute round face.  She
had a big smile with beautiful teeth.  Nice blue eyes and the all
American Caucasian nose.  Her body was very nice looking.  She was 17
and had nice average size breasts, well proportioned hips, ass and
legs.  She wore whatever was in style, but nothing overtly sexual. 
Cheerleader type clothes.
    We both did theater and music, although she had just started that
stuff the year before, whereas I had been active all through high
school.  Her boyfriend Andy, was also a year older than she was and we
had double dated a couple of times with Dawn.  Andie and Andy (cute,
but true) and Gregg and Dawn.  We were pretty good friends.  As we had
arranged to do some homework together that day, I drove over to her
house.
    On the way over I started floating.  This temporarily panicked me
as I figured I was going to die while driving the car.  Then I noticed
that my body was doing all the right things - stopping at stop signs,
not accelerating too fast,  and generally driving safely.  I found
this absolutely amazing.  I was High!
    I got to Andie's house safely and we downstairs to the basement
rec room.  I explained my stoned situation  to her and she was
sympathetic and understanding.  Her older brother, Jay, smoked pot and
she had tried it with Andy, but she didn't really like it. 
Surprisingly enough, we were able to do our homework.  I was astounded
that I could still think as my thoughts kept shooting all over the
place.  We had fun and Andie was amused at the tangents I would take
on whatever it was we were doing.
    We were very relaxed with each other and, as I was getting ready
to leave, I kissed her.
    Bing, boda Boom, boda Bang! 
    We had never kissed before.  The only sexual or romantic things we
had ever spoken about was the good and bad points of our respective
relationships with Dawn and Andy.  We had never even held hands, other
than casual friends might do.  She was still going out with Andy (who
was, like my brother Mark, a big, 6' 4" guy), even though he was away
at college.  I had not thought about kissing her, I just impulsively,
stoned, did it.
    Andie responded.  Her lips were soft and yielding.  She sought
mine, kissing me back with a fierce passion.  Within seconds, our
tongues were dueling and being drawn into each others mouths.
    She began running her hands up my back, caressing me and pulling
her body tight to mine.  I could feel her breasts crushing against my
chest as Andrea grew hotter and closer.
    My manhood rose and I put my hands on Andie's ass cheeks, pulling
her crotch against mine.
    Her hips moved her pussy against my stiff cock and pushed back. We
were kissing hungrily, flying with frantic passion, as though we were
lovers that had been apart for weeks and couldn't wait to be together
again. It was as if a switch had been turned on and we were suddenly
two dogs in heat, unable to even think about anything but hot, sensual
Sex.  My casual friend had turned into a beautiful, blonde, fuck me
slut.
    I ground my erection directly into her torrid crotch as she,
grabbing my ass now,  pulled me to her, rotating her hips in a frenzy
against mine. It was an inferno of desire.  We were kissing, slurping
each other's faces, necks and tongues, rubbing our bodies against each
other.  I attacked her breasts with my hands, squeezing them through
the material of her shirt and her thin brassiere.  Her hands went to
my belt buckle and, fumbling, she undid my pants, pulled them down and
plunged her fingers into my underwear, freeing my naked cock.  The
sensations of her hands on my inflamed dick were the essence of carnal
sensuality.  All of my being was centered in my cock.
    Even as I was frenetically trying to unbutton her shirt, she sank
to her knees and, pushing my underwear down the rest of the way, she
place her lips on my cock head and drew me into her mouth.
    "Ohh," I moaned, thrusting my hips forward, burying more of my
prick in her wet mouth.
     She place one hand on my balls, her fingers massaging the space
between my scrotum and my asshole, and she wrapped the other hand
around the base of my meat, continuing to suck me like a professional
whore. I placed my hands on her head, entwining my fingers in her
luscious blonde hair, feeling her head move back and forth and up and
down on my rigid manhood, giving me the first womanly blow job of my
young life.  I wanted this to go on forever.  The whole universe was
concentrated on her velvety, liquid lips.  Her  tongue was swimming
around my prick, the gorgeous wetness of her mouth encircling my hard
penis, sucking me for all she was worth.
    "Greg," she moaned, looking up at me, still licking at the tip of
my dick, fondling my prick and balls, "do you have a rubber?"
    I reached down and pulled her to her feet without answering.  I
couldn't believe that she asked me that!  I did not have a rubber.  I
also couldn't believe that she wanted to fuck me now.  Here.  Right
now.  Damn.  Fuck it.  I led her over to a bench on the wall and
pulled her mouth back to mine, driving my tongue past hers, tasting my
own sweaty manhood, undoing her pants and shoving them down.  I
continued caressing her, kissing her, fondling her breasts through her
shirt with one hand, undoing her buttons, and pushing down her panties
with the other to take possession of the wet folds of her cunt.  She
moaned and thrust her hips into my hand as I fingered her naked pussy,
drawing forth its juices, the scent of her spreading into the room. 
She eagerly helped me push off her shirt and remove her sheer
see-through bra.  My lips went to her already stiff nipples.  I
tongued them and lapped at her luscious breasts even while supporting
her, my hands in her crotch and in the crack of her ass, she kicked
off her pants and panties.
    She stood naked before me, her blonde hairy cunt flooded with her
hot juices, dripping onto my fingers.  Her delicious tits were 
vibrating in agitation as my eager mouth sucked and nibbled on her
hard nipples.
    "Ohh Greg, Ohh Greg, Ohh," she moaned in hedonistic lust.
    Drawing her with me, I lay down on the bench, kicking my pants and
underwear off, and pulled her cunt to my face, putting us into a
sixty-nine.  She adjusted her squirming nude form and lay on top of
me, her mouth once again enclosing my twitching manhood, sucking it
like a popsicle.  She licked my shaft up and down, drawing my
testicles into her mouth, between her teeth, my drooling cock
wetting her eyelids and face.  She let my balls release, tonguing the
underside and licking her way back to my rigid meat. Her entirely
naked, hot-blooded, shapely body writhed on my half clad form, my
shirt riding up so that I could feel her hot tits rubbing on my
stomach.
    Moaning with lust, I spread her legs, clamping my hands on the
sweet flesh of her naked thighs, my fingers on her twitching ass, pull
her ass crack open.  I stuck my tongue deep in her hot cunt and began
licking and slurping her juices, inhaling the sweet musk of her
vagina.  Her wet, fiery fuckhole wiggled on my face while she groaned
around my prick, her hot mouth driving me insane.  I pushed the middle
finger of my right hand, wet and lubricated with her pussy juices,
slowly against her moist
asshole.  Her hips bucked and my finger moved in, penetrating her ass
as she put her fist around my penis, wildly jerking me off as she
sucked my stiff rod into her throat.
    "UUHHHHHHH! " My hips twisted as I came, shooting my sperm into
her hungry throat.
     She mashed her cunt into my face in a frenzy of yearning, her
golden pubic hairs rubbing on my lips, catching in my teeth, driving
my finger deeper into her violated ass.  I drank her musky cunt juice
even as she drank my cock, swallowing my cum as I squirmed in ecstatic
release. She milked my rod with her hands and mouth, squeezing the
last wads of sperm from my ejaculating dick while my head and lips
slid back and forth across her sopping wet vaginal flesh.
     She continued to hold my manhood, gently licking the top and
sides as I softened slightly, spent and satiated.  I slid my finger
out of her asshole and she twitched as her anal opening relaxed.  As
my mouth stopped moving on her dripping cunt, she let go of my prick
and sat up on the bench next to my head.
    I lay there in satiated bliss.  Soon, however, I heard Andie
softly moan.  I looked up to see one hand gently massaging her own
breasts, thumbing her own nipples, the other was at her crotch,
rapidly vibrating.  Her eyes were closed and she had a look of
passionate concentration on her face as she masturbated her cunt.
    "Uuuaaaaahhhhh,"  she gasped as she came.
    Her body jerked and stiffened.  I saw her fingers slide into her
vagina, buried in her golden pussy hairs, her hips bucking against
them.  Her other hand grasped a nipple while her beautiful tits shook.
 Her mouth opened as her orgasm filled her glowing need.  Then her
lovely naked form relaxed, her  pent up cravings satisfied.  She
smiled down at me.   We both got dressed a little bemused, wondering
just what had happened.  I knew that I was high.  But I didn't know
what the hell Andrea was on - nothing I assumed.  I was also unclear
as to why she hadn't had an orgasm when her pussy was in my face.  I
was fascinated that she had  become a turned on sex babe
instantaneously.  What the fuck was that all about?
    (As usual, my ignorance, considering all of the pornographic
novels I had read, of a women's clitoris and all the rest of the
accompanying erogenous turn-ons, was abysmal.  In reality, I was
clueless about how to satisfy a woman.)
    Andrea was a bit confused by the fact that she was still going out
with Andy, even though he was away in college.  We simply left it as
having reached a different point in our friendship - neither of us
planning any future commitments, nor rejecting any future
possibilities.
    When we next saw each other, we were more intimate than we had
been, but only visa vie our words and feelings.  When I wanted to hold
hands, or one time when we were on the ski bus together and I started
feeling up her breasts, she would either plead that she was still
Andy's girlfriend or get annoyed.  But we still maintained an easy
friendship.  As I was slightly above the level of infantile adolescent
(very slightly), I could almost handle this, but I still wanted to get
her naked and FUCK!
 Many years later, I figured out something about Andrea that I didn't
know at the time.  She almost literally did have an "On /Off"  switch.
 The right  frame of reference between you and her would instantly
turn her into a wanton, needy, horny slut who would get naked and had
to have you Now, no matter where she happened to be at the time.  But
most of the time, she would be disinterested, pleasant, but not
sexual.
    Meanwhile, I continued to get high as frequently as possible.  It
turned out that Todd, the high school junior who had sold me the hash,
did give me a really good price and I ended up selling a few grams
back to him.  We ended up getting high together and, over a period of
time, became the best of friends.
    Todd was one of these naturally good looking guys.  He had long
straight, brown hair.  His face was acne scarred, which at 16 made him
look, well, like a 16 year old.  In the years to come, his rough face
became part of his manly beauty.  He had a large Roman nose and full
sensual lips.  That is, the nose and lips were Italian and the rest of
the face was German / Irish.  He had a thin, very athletic, well
muscled body.  It was an effortless physique on his part for, as long
as I knew him, other than playing sports, he never exercised a day in
his life.  I was always slightly envious of his physique.
    When the high school musical came around, we were all involved. 
Todd played one of the leads, I played a minor lead, Andrea was part
of the stage management and there were others -
    Robin, a girl I had dated in earlier years (the one who was afraid
I was getting ready to rape her when I crushed my mouth against hers
in one of our good night kisses) played one of the female leads.  She
had developed into a voluptuous woman with a lovely face and medium
length, brown hair.  Her breasts were large, very round and she wore
these one piece sheer nylon bras that might have well not been there
at all.  All her bra did was keep her gorgeous tits up and out... she
had beautiful hips and thighs too.  And to boot, she was still a nice
girl and a friend.
    There was a scene in this musical where the character Robin was
playing gets raped.  All of us boys passed her around in a circle,
pushing her, tearing at her clothes.  It was well choreographed,  but
by the end of the scene, her shirt is open and her sheer bra covered 
breasts were exposed.  Every guy in that circle got to feel her up at
one point or another...  We all sported hard ons in that scene.  The
most enticing thing was that Robin was acting and was not an easy lay.
She had a steady boyfriend to whom she had lost her virginity and was
very circumspect off the stage.  But this was theater......
    I suspect at the time that the music teacher who directed the play
- Will Parnes, got off on this rape scene.  I found out about a year
later that he loved it.
    One night after rehearsal, Andrea and I were the only ones
backstage.  She, as stage manager, had been cleaning up and I was
helping her.  Apropos of nothing, I started massaging her shoulders
and she stopped and let me.  When I started kissing her neck, bing,
again, she just turned on.
She reached back behind her and caressed my head, stretching her own
head and neck back, purring in sensual satisfaction.  I slipped both
hands over her breasts and started massaging them, squeezing and
fondling her nipples through her clothes.
    "Ohh, yeah," she moaned in hot blooded pleasure, shuddering
slightly at my assault, pushing her tits into my hands.
    My cock stiffened immediately and I pushed my crotch against her
luscious ass.  She pushed back and I started humping my hips, grinding
my prick against her backside.  I could hear the students and teachers
who were still in the audience talking, but we were out of sight and I
wanted her, now!
    "OOhhhhhhh." she breathed again, reaching back and placing her
hands on my thighs, kneading my asscheeks through my pants.
    I moved my hands from her breasts and slid them down her front,
massaging my way down to her waist.  I pulled her blouse from her
skirt and let my fingers slip across the flesh of her belly, down
under her skirt band and into her panties.
    "Ahhhhh,' she turned her head back towards mine as her hot body
writhed in passion.
    Our tongues met as my fingers found their way through her golden
pubic curls, rubbing across the top of her pussy lips, finally dipping
into the folds of her wet, wet slit.
    "OHHHH, GOD, GREG!" she cried into my mouth, as her hips convulsed
against my hands.
    Fearing that someone would hear her passionate cries, I quickly
removed my hands, moved away from her hot ass and flipped up her
skirt.  Latching my fingers over the waistband of her panties, I
pulled them down over her hips and let them drop to floor.  She had
placed her hands on the sturdy prop table and now I pushed her upper
body face down onto the table, frantically opening my pants to free my
hungry cock.  With her body supported, she kicked off her panties the
rest of the way, spread her thighs and thrust her ass up into the air.
 I flipped up her skirt again, covering her upper body and leaving
everything below the waist naked and vulnerable.  God this was
beautiful.  I ran my hands over  the puckered bud of her asshole,
hearing her moan and making her body twitch with lust.  My fingers
opened her juicy cunt and I played with her wet pussy lips.  Her hips
bucked against my hands and I couldn't stand it anymore.  Opening her
wide, I rammed the full length of my steel hard cock into her hot,
steaming snatch.
     "Ohhh, yes, yesssss,"she sobbed, shuddering on the table, her ass
bucking against my hips as I hammered into her.
    I felt my hot seed gathering up and a million insane thoughts went
through my head!  I didn't want to get her pregnant - but I groaned as
my whole body jerked.  I grabbed her naked hips, thrust as far inside
her I could go and blasted a load of hot cum deep into her wanton fuck
hole.                              "AAHHHhhhhhhh,"  I moaned, the fear
of getting Andie pregnant, the danger of getting caught and my
incredible orgasm all driving me into a new sexual high.
    I pulled out from the burning folds of her cunt and shot my next
load on her exposed asshole.  Collapsing onto her writhing form, I
humped her naked ass crack and finished blowing my sperm all over her
naked ass, back and skirt.
     We lay there for a moment, sliding around in my sticky wetness. 
She continued to moan softly and move her ass against my still rock
hard cock.  I straightened up and stood her back up against me, gently
fondling her breasts, my naked dick still caught in her asscheeks,
slithering in my own excretions.  I kissed her neck, wanting to fuck
her all over again.
    "Andie!  Can you bring me the Lighting Script," shouted Mr. Parnes
from the audience.
    She quickly pulled away from me and let her skirt fall over her
cum slicked ass.  She walked away without her panties and went to the
lighting table and got the script.  Andrea stopped, looked at me, my
hard dick still exposed, smiled wickedly and pulled her skirt back up,
exposing her naked pussy.  Then she spread her legs and squatted
slightly as she ran her cupped hand back to her ass, sliding it over
her twat, coming up glistening with my semen - all the while looking
at me.  Then she let her skirt drop again and licked her cum stained
fingers, as she exited, stage left.
    That was the last I saw of the inside of Andie's pussy for awhile.
     In spite of our now two erotic encounters, Andrea seemed totally
set against making any kind of permanent boy-girl thing between us. 
And despite my sexual advances and innuendoes, we remained friends. 
Her annoyance at my grabbing her inappropriately and her protestations
about her involvement with Andy when I suggested we go out together
only distanced us for that moment.  She still wanted to be my chum.
    I began dating Terry, the assistant choreographer in the musical
we were doing.    She was neither a student nor a teacher at my high
school, but she was an older woman - being the ancient and exotic age
of 21 years old.  Her sole attraction for me was her age and the
prestige it gave me.  She was nice looking - tall, dark hair, tight
athletic dancer's body, but she also had a dour disposition, was
relatively boring, didn't particularly like to party, didn't smoke
dope, and most importantly, I couldn't turn her on for sex.  We would
go out, we would kiss, we would even exchange tongues, but she was
fairly dispassionate about it all.  Either she was wound very tight
and very controlled or she wasn't interested or I didn't turn her on. 
It was frustrating, but I wasn't an aggressive enough guy to start
feeling her breasts or crotch if I couldn't get a passionate response
from a kiss.  I was still to shy to talk about sex - based on my
experiences, sex was something that just happened.
    Even though I wanted to fuck and we didn't, I kept on seeing her. 
If I would have had any sense, I would have stopped going out with her
and concentrated on something else, but I was 18, she was 21 and had a
great body.  So I basked in this feeling of studliness and great
self-esteem.
    We had the cast party for the musical in the Dun, my party room
basement.  It was a wild, drunken (and for many of us stoned) time. 
By now, Todd was my best friend and as fate would have it, he and
Andrea hooked up at the party.  She was dressed in an enticing little
mini-skirt and a frilly pullover that barely covered her belly button.
They spent the beginning of the night talking and thenprogressed to
touching.  As Terry and I escorted the last of my guests to the door,
I caught a glimpse of Andie's g-string panties as she and Todd 
passionately clutched at each other in the back room.
    Even though I still didn't understand it, Andrea did have a turn
on switch that left her totally uninhibited, and Todd was my stoned
smoking buddy, so that when Terry and I came back downstairs, the two
of them were now joined, squirming on the floor, their heads towards
the main room,  fucking like dogs in heat.  The back room was all done
in black light and it had no door, only an adjoining archway, so they
presented quite an erotic spectacle.  Todd had his shirt off and his
pants were down to his ankles. His naked form was glowing with the
black light; his hard, muscular ass shining as it  pumped up and down
while he fucked a turned on, writhing, surrealistically lit Andrea. 
Her pullover was gone and her now dark, naked breasts smacked into
Todd's chest every time he moved in and out.  Her mini-skirt was
bunched up at the waist, so that it, the light and their bodies hid
their copulating genitalia from view.
    I watched their show, hearing their moans.
    "Ohhhhhh, Ohhh, Ohhh, yesss,  Fuck me," pleaded Andrea, pulling
Todd's sweaty, luminous body to hers, her hips rising to meet his.
    Todd gasped, pushed himself up for another thrust and opened his
eyes to see the two of us watching his lewd performance.  His black
lit face was an exotic sensual mask.  His teeth glowed as he smiled
and thrust down again, eliciting a squeal of pleasure from Andie.  He
began slamming his cock into her hot cunt faster and faster.
    "Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah. Ahhh..Yess, yes, yes," cried Andie, her body
twitching and wriggling beneath him.
    The lighting in the main part of the Dun was low and colorful. 
One wall was covered with a blue see-through curtain behind which
Christmas lights twinkled in an oddly erotic display.  My blood was
pulsing  and my dick was getting very hard from Todd and Andrea's
wanton fucking, while Terry looked away, embarrassed.  It would have
been hilarious to an outside viewer who knew what was going on.  There
were Todd and Andie, reveling in their carnal passions, their hot
bodies sliding against each other in sweaty sensual sex.  Here was
Terry, fascinated by these two young teenage bodies fucking like
rabbits, and at the same time, mortified and disgusted at this raw
fornication, trying to pull away.  And here was I, getting turned on
by this hot fucking; pissed at Terry for being such a cold fish;
jealous of Todd for fucking Andie (I had her first!); jealous of Andie
for fucking Todd (he's my best friend!); and worried that my parents
(who were already in bed) were going to hear the noises of these two
screwing their brains out.  My dick began to pound, engorged with
lustful blood.  The last time I screwed anyone - it was Andie, and it
looked like she was taken.  I had to fuck someone....

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