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From: katrina@f516.n107.z1.ieee.org (Katrina)
Subject: My Confession (part 1)
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My Confession
By Katrina
I'm not ashamed of it any more.
They say, "confession is good for you," so I'm going to
confess to you all. But I'm going to change all the names of
people and of some of the places, because I don't have the other
people's permission to reveal their part in my story, or to use
their names.
I love it in my ass. I could just screw for hours, a big,
hard cock in my ass. And now that I have Michael, I can have it
all the time.
The first time I had it that way was many years ago, when I
was just fourteen. My parents had rented a summer cottage on
Cape Cod for two weeks, along with Aunt Millie and Uncle George,
and my cousins, Dave and Sue.
Sue was fifteen, and Dave was two years older. I was
"advanced" for my age, physically, and people thought I was older
than Sue, but my parents had sheltered me and I was really pretty
stupid about sex. Sue wasn't.
Sue and I would stay up late and talk in our shared bedroom,
and of course, the talk was mostly about boys, and about sex.
Mostly, Sue would be talking and I'd be giggling about one of the
boys in another cabin, Marty. Sue said she saw the head of his
"thing" hanging out the bottom of his bathing suit.
She said, "Wow! I'd like to get a hold of his big thing and
give him a hand-job. Maybe even blow him. D'ja ever blow a
guy?"
"No," I answered, "Tho' I gave Tommy Jensen a hand-job after
the spring dance."
"Yeah? Did he squirt all over?"
"Yeah. And then he wanted to screw me. I told him 'no.'"
Sue laughed.
"I'm gonna be a virgin when I get married," I said.
"Shit," she responded. "Nobody cares about virginity anymore
except maybe nerds and priests. Your momma has you livin' in
your grandma's time."
"Well, I don't care. That's how it is."
"Don't you wanna get laid?"
"Sure, Sue. Sometimes I think about it and I get all wet and
horny."
"Ever have somebody eat you out?"
"No. I think about that, too."
"Not even this Tommy creep?"
"No. He... rubbed me off, while I was jacking him."
Sue shook her head and stared at the ceiling. "You wanna get
laid, but stay a virgin. God!"
--------
A few days later, Sue arranged a picnic for the four of us,
me, Sue, Dave and Marty. She got Dad to let us use the outboard
dingy, he said it was OK if Dave was along. She lent me one of
her bikini swim suits. My mother would never let me have a two-
piece, so I put an oversize shirt on over it so she wouldn't
notice.
Sue and I made sandwiches and got some potato chips, and
Marty and Dave got a hold of some beer, which we hid under the
ice and coke in the cooler. We packed beach towels and suntan
lotion, and I took some baby oil, which works better that suntan
oil for me.
So, off we were, Dave and Marty in the back running the
outboard, Sue and I in front being lookouts. The channel from
our dock wound through a tidal marsh, and its really shallow
except in the channel, so Sue was kneeling, pointing out the
channel, while I was hanging over the bow, my tail in the air,
looking for subsurface rocks.
At one point, we almost hit one, and I looked back as I
hollered, "hard a-port" and saw Dave staring at my bottom.
We got out of the channel and into the bay, and I took off
the shirt. I was already bigger on top than Sue, and my tits
bulged over the skimpy bikini top. Dave grinned.
Marty kicked up the throttle and we skimmed along across the
bay to a little spit of land with a sandy beach at the end of the
marsh. There we hauled the boat up the beach and unloaded.
Dave had Marty brought out the cooler while we girls set up
the beach towels on the other side of a deadfall from the beach,
in a little pocket of sand surrounded by salt grass.
We spread ourselves out on the beach towels, Marty passed the
beers around, and we relaxed in the sun.
In an hour or so, we were all pretty blotto from the beer. I
rolled over on my stomach, and put my head on my arms. I could
see Sue and Marty by peering under my left armpit. Sue was
whispering in Marty's ear, and he was rubbing Sue's thigh.
Dave asked if I wanted him to put some oil on my back.
"Sure," I said.
He seemed to enjoy spreading the oil on my back. It felt good
to me, too. Then, I felt him untie the bikini top.
"Hey," I said.
"No sense getting a line across your back," he explained. He
rubbed the oil on the backs of my legs, too. It felt so good,
and I was kinda dreamy from the beer and the sun. I felt Dave's
hands on my ass. I liked it.
"You got a great ass, Kat," he said.
I thought so, too, actually. I liked my tits and my small
waist, but the best part of me, I think, was, and still is, my
ass. It's nice and round, and sticks out kinda cute.
After I while, my back was roasting, so I turned over,
holding the top against my tits. Without a word, Dave was right
there, spreading oil on my belly.
"You got nice boobs, too, Kathy," he said. "Let me see 'em."
Grinning, he grabbed at the top, and it was gone before I
could object.
"Nice," he said, and started to spread oil on them. It felt
so good, I didn't stop him. After a while, he lay back on the
towel, though he kept looking at me. He held up his bottle of
suntan oil and said, "How about me?"
I sat up, took the oil and spread it on his back. His skin
felt warm and good.
"My legs, too?"
"OK," I said, and as I applied the oil, I looked over at Sue.
Marty was lying on his back, and Sue was sitting next to him with
her top off, too. She had Marty's cock-head out from his suit and
was playing with it. Marty looked over at me, saw my naked tits
and grinned. His chest was puffing in and out with his heavy
breathing. I grinned back at him. Somehow, watching him and Sue
made me feel tingly.
As I was rubbing his legs, I looked at Dave's ass in his
tight trunks. I hadn't noticed before how nice his ass looked,
the tight muscled cheeks outlined under the suit. I wondered how
they would look without the trunks.
"What's good for the goose," I said, "is good for the
gander!" I reached up and grabbed the elastic of the trunks and
yanked down, exposing Dave's ass cheeks.
"Ow! Hey!" he yelled. "Shit, if you want 'em off, just ask!"
He pulled them off completely, and I briefly saw he had a
hard-on before he blushed and turned back on his stomach.
I smeared the oil over his ass cheeks. How good it felt!
When I stopped, Dave said, "Hey, Kat. Get some more beer,
willya?"
I got up and retrieved two more cans from the cooler, which
we had parked in the shade of a nearby tree. When I got back,
Dave was sitting up and Sue and Marty, with their towel, were
gone.
"Where'd they go?"
"Just over there, see?"
I looked. A few yards away, behind a clump of salt grass, I
saw Sue's blond curls bobbing up and down. "I guess she's got
what she wanted," I thought.
I sat down and we opened the beers. Dave reached out and
played with my right tit, then grabbed my hand and put it on his
dick.
Now, when I had given Tommy that hand-job, it had been dark,
and I couldn't see much. Here, in the bright sun, it was more
exciting. I could see what effect I had on Dave and his dick. I
took a long pull on the beer and set to work. I took his shaft in
my hand and started to massage it like I had Tommy's.
"Hey, easy," Dave muttered. "Make it last a while."
I slowed down a little. Maybe it was the beer, or knowing
that Sue was blowing Marty just a few yards away, I dunno, but I
really got into it. Dave lay back and I sat cross-legged right by
his "works" and watched as my hands worked on his dick and balls.
I was getting really wet, too!
I almost didn't notice the clicking sound.
"What was that?"
Dave was grinning and he had a Polaroid camera in his hand.
He pulled out the tab and waited for the picture to develop.
Horrified, I dove for the picture. "Gimme that!"
He easily avoided my grab and said, "No way, Kat."
He let me see it, though. Me, with my bare tits hanging down,
one hand wrapped around Dave's cock, his balls in the other, my
face inches from his dick- head, looking like the cat that got
the canary.
"Oh, shit!" I yelled.
He grinned, "Not bad, hunh?"
"What're you gonna do with that?"
"Well... maybe I'll tear it up... if you give me some head."
"You mean a blow job?" I had been considering it, actually,
but I wasn't going to admit it.
"Yeah."
"And if I don't?"
"Well, I wonder what would happen if your mother found it."
"You son-of-a-bitch!"
"Aw, now, Kat. C'mon. I'll let you have the picture."
I grabbed for it. "But first..." he said, yanking it away. I
took another slug of the beer.
From behind the clump of salt grass, I heard Marty groan in
pleasure, and Sue giggling. I guess that convinced me. With the
blood pounding in my ears, I reached for his cock, and slowly put
my lips over the head. I was surprised, it felt and tasted good!
I got my mouth all the way over it and started to blow. I
told you I was stupid!
"Hey, what're you doing?"
I looked up at him.
"You're not supposed to blow. You suck it and lick it. Don't
you know anything?"
"I... never did this before," I admitted. "Why do they call
it a 'blow job' if you don't blow?"
"I dunno. It's just called that."
Well, he told me what to do. He told me where to lick, how to
suck my cheecks against the sides of it, how to play around with
the crown. Again, I really got into it. I was licking and sucking
away noisily, really enjoying it.
Then he said, "See how much you can get in your mouth. Try to
swallow the head."
Well, at first I gagged and came up coughing, but on the
third try, I got my nose all the way up to his crotch. I realized
that I was loving it. I felt a sense of power, with all of his
manhood in my mouth. I pulled away and licked the length of it
from root to tip, then sucked the head between my lips, and he
groaned and the cock started to jump in my mouth. I knew he was
close to coming. I took the length of it in once more, then
pumped it in and out of my mouth, and he shot his cream against
my throat. I kept sucking till he stopped squirting, then sat
back and washed his jism down with more beer.
"Keep me in your mouth till it gets soft," he commanded.
"Never stop too soon."
I did as he told me, and he petted my hair and face while I
held his softening dick with my lips.
I had almost (but not quite) forgotten the blackmail picture,
when he handed it to me. I was surprised.
"Giving it up so easy? I figured you'd hold out for more!"
He laughed, "Did you enjoy it?"
Truthfully, I said, "yes," and he pulled me over him, and
kissed my face while his hands rubbed over my ass. "You're a fast
learner, Kat. You'll be a really great little cocksucker with a
couple more lessons."
I felt happy. Somehow I felt I should be insulted, but I
wasn't. I was content to lie on top of Dave, basking in the sun,
the beer, and what I had just done. I was enjoying his hands on
my ass, too. Then I noticed that he had managed to pull my bikini
bottoms down, and his cock, growing stiff again, was nuzzling my
cunny!
I rolled off him fast. "No. You can't screw me."
"Aw, Kat, baby. It won't hurt. It'll be wonderful, you'll
see."
"No. I'm gonna stay a virgin. But if you want, I'll blow you
again, OK?"
He laughed. "Really like it, don't you? OK, but first lemme
see your pussy."
Well, my bottoms were already down around my thighs, so I
just pulled them off and opened my legs so he could see. The
sparse brown curls of my thatch didn't hide much.
"Don't you dare try to stick it in," I said.
He just lay down on the beach towel with his head between my
knees and looked. "Lie back," he said, "and get comfortable...
and so I can see you better."
So I did, and drank more beer. He started to play with my
pussy- lips. It felt good. The sun was really warm, now, and I
closed my eyes and just let the good feelings roll. He ran his
finger along my pussy- lips, down almost to my asshole, back up
over my clit. Then, suddenly, I felt something wet rubbing on my
lips, something that felt really good, and I snapped my eyes open
and looked. He had his mouth on my cunny, and was licking me.
"Oh, that's good," I moaned. He licked and sucked my lips
while I watched. I saw my clit poke out, and he sucked that, too.
It didn't take long before I came, good and hard. I guess I
made a lot of noise, cause Sue and Marty came running back. They
were both naked, too. When they saw what was going on, Sue
started giggling, and Marty was staring, his dick at half mast
and struggling to rise.
Sue sat down next to me and said, "He fuck you yet?"
"I told you, I'm gonna stay a virgin."
Sue laughed. "I'm hungry," she announced, and ran to retrieve
the sandwiches from the cooler.
"Bring more beer, too," Marty called after her.
After all the beer, I really had to pee, so I went off behind
a tree and squatted. When I came back, I found Sue grinning and
the three of them talking.
As we ate the sandwiches and drank more beer, Sue grabbed
Marty's cock. He didn't seem to mind. I just lay on my stomach,
munching the sandwich and drinking more beer and feeling really
good.
Then Dave said, "I gotta pee," and trotted off to the tree.
Sue leaned toward me and said, "We figured out a way you can
get laid and still be a virgin."
"Yeah," Marty said.
"That's impossible," I protested.
Sue grinned and said, "It is possible, I tell you."
"How's it possible," I asked?
She giggled again, "In the ass."
"Yuch, no," I said, "That'd hurt!"
"Nah, Marty said. Not if you are good and greased up."
"How would you know," I blurted?
Marty looked at Sue, and she yanked on his cock and said, "Go
ahead, tell her."
"Well," he said, "the first summer I went to boys' camp, the
older kids grabbed me one night and did it to me. 'Initiation,'
they called it. It didn't hurt at all, cause they used lots of
grease."
As I thought about that, Dave came back.
"That's dirty. Besides, we don't have any grease," I said.
Sue and Marty moved fast. Sue grabbed my legs, Marty grabbed
my arms, and they stretched me out on my belly.
"Hey! I yelled. Lemme go!"
Dave got my bottle of baby oil out and started oiling the
crack of my ass. I was kind'a scared, but still it felt good.
"Stop it," I yelled, "stop this instant and let me go."
"Nope," Sue said. "We won't hurt you. I know you wanna get
fucked, and I mean to see that you get it."
Dave got his finger all oily and pushed it against my
asshole, rubbing it. It felt nice, actually. He pushed harder and
it went in.
I yelped, but it didn't hurt.
He kept working his finger, and lots of oil, into my pucker.
It felt nicer and nicer, and I got looser and looser. I stopped
complaining. Then Dave pushed two fingers in. He worked a long
time, putting more and more oil in, and making my asshole looser
and looser. It really started to feel good.
Sue asked, "How is it, Kat?"
"Umm," I said, "This is nice."
Then Dave got up on his knees and splashed oil on his dick
and got behind me. He lifted my hips up, and Sue levered my knees
apart. Dave pushed his cock against my backside. At first it
wouldn't go in, but then he stuck a finger in, and squirmed it
around for a while, and followed it with his dick, and it
slithered right in.
"Hey!" I yelled.
Dave asked, "Hurt?"
"No... feels... funny."
Dave pushed harder, and more went in. The more that he got in
me, the better it felt. I pushed back, shoving my cheeks back
against him.
"Wow," Sue said. "Lookit it go in." She let go of my legs
and grabbed my cheeks and spread them so Dave could get more in.
Marty let go of my wrists, and watched. He started to stroke my
tits, his big cock in his other hand.
Dave pushed some more, and I shoved back, and I felt his
balls up against my pussy.
"It's all the way in, Kat," Sue reported.
Dave pushed me down onto the blanket, and he lay on top of
me, his dick way up inside me. It felt so good, I didn't want him
to leave, ever.
"Oh, don't pull out, Dave," I begged.
"Only to put it back in," he said, and he pulled back out,
then slowly and smoothly, slithered way back up again.
Sue grabbed Marty and said, "You gotta do me in the ass!
Right now!"
I looked over, and Marty was already starting to oil up Sue's
bottom. Sue's bottom is smaller than mine, but it's round and
sticks out nice, too. Marty was hard as a rock. He was pushing
his finger up into her, working in the oil, when Dave pulled out
and pushed back in again, and he started to pump.
"Oh, go slow, Dave. Don't get too.. excited. Make it last," I
whispered, hoarsly.
Dave was pumping, now, running the length of his shaft in and
out of me. At one point he slid out all the way, and he stuffed
it back in.
"Ohhh!" I said, "That's good."
So, he did it again, slid all the way out, then eased it back
in.
I looked over and saw that Marty was lying on his back, and
Sue was lowering her asshole onto his oil-slick dick, with an
enraptured look on her face. I wanted to try that, too, but what
Dave was doing just felt so good I didn't want him to stop. He
was pumping my ass slowly and steadily, now, and this warm,
tingly feeling was working its way from my asshole to my pussy.
Dave was muttering, "Oh, Kathy, oh, God," over and over.
"Don't come, Dave," I yelled. "Go slow."
Dave jammed his dick all the way in me and stopped. The warm
feeling made it to my clit. Dave started to squirm around on my
back, his dick worming around inside me.
That did it. I came. I howled, I guess, cause Dave put his
hand over my mouth. I shook all over, especially my ass. I just
flopped around underneath him like a fish on the dock. And every
move I made worked his dick around inside me, and made me come
harder, which made me wiggle more. It felt like it lasted hours!
I was coming back down to earth when I felt Dave's dick
pulse, way up in my ass, and he moaned, too.
He lifted my hips up again, putting my ass way up in the air,
my shoulders still on the beach towel. He started pumping in and
out of my ass real fast and hard. That set me off again, and the
two of us thrashed about for a while. I think I passed out.
When next I knew anything, Dave was still lying on top of me,
his soft dick still stuffed in my ass, and there were big bunches
of the beach towel clumped up in my hands.
Sue was pumping her ass up and down on Marty's cock, he was
groaning really loud, 'cause he was just starting to come. Sue
sat all the way down on it and I saw her stomach muscles squeeze.
Marty grunted like a stuck pig, and he made all kinds of faces as
he came.
I wiggled my ass a little, to feel dave's cock in it.
"Jee-zus," Dave whispered in my ear, "when you come, baby,
you really come!"
"That was... awsome," I said.
Sue wasn't so enthusiastic. "Oh, it's OK," she said, "but I
like it regular better. But i noticed she was still sitting on
Marty's dick.
Sue and I spent the rest of the afternoon lying down, she on
her back and me on my belly, while the boys stuffed us as often
as they could get it up- with our willing help, of course.
Finally, the sun sank toward the horizon, and we took a swim
to get cleaned off, put our swim suits back on, and went home.
Oh, I kept the polaroid. I managed to hide it well, and my
mother never found it. I didn't find out until years later that
Dave had taken another polaroid while I was blowing him. He kept
it for years, too.
I tail-fucked Dave twice more that summer, and Marty, too,
once. Each time I did it, I came harder and better. It was
wonderful.
I'll tell you about those times next.
--------- To Be Continued --------
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