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I’m not permitted to quote song lyrics here, but Rolling Stones’ aficionados will know ‘Angie’, and for me, the third verse is evocative of the thoughts that churn in my mind from time-to-time.
Sometimes we look back with sadness, sometimes in anger, and sometimes regret. I guess that my story has elements of all three, but oh boy, when I look back on some of the things I got up to in my younger days, I smile, I dream, and I get wet.
Thinking about the Stones’ song, none of what happened could ever have led to love, but I pray that my kisses still taste sweet and that sadness is only temporary as a long phase of my life is left behind.
Oh God, I’m getting maudlin, and that was never the plan. Moving on…
My ex-husband – let’s get that out of the way for a start, had a friend he grew up with. The two were good friends but also ludicrously competitive with each other. I was going out with Paul (yes, the ex-husband) and I went off to teacher training college for a year and while I was there, I met his friend Bob. To start with, I had no idea they knew each other.
One day, Bob heard me mention Paul in conversation and made the connection. College was a few hours away from home, which meant that Paul and I could only see each other about once a month.
Academically, Paul was brighter than Bob, beating him in school tests and so on, but Bob was the more athletic of the two and on the sport’s field would always win. However, Bob was the jealous type and for no good reason, believed himself to live in Paul's shadow.
You can see what’s coming, can’t you? Bob meets Paul's nineteen-year-old shy girlfriend. She is away from home in a residential college where she knows no-one, so he offers to look after her, realising it's his chance to get back at Paul after all the years of feeling to be Paul’s inferior.
At the time I was a shy, slim, blue-eyed, pretty (so I was told, and I’m not going to argue) brunette with a few curves.
At the time, I had had one boyfriend before Paul so was not a virgin but was sexually naive. Paul was inexperienced himself and I only found out about the competitiveness between him and Bob much later. I should have seen the writing on the wall.
Bob clearly saw me as a chance to get back at Paul, a chance he was keen to take advantage of, and so he moved in on me, but slowly, pretending to be a friend and companion at first, while I was away at college.
Bob firstly asked me a lot of questions about Paul, our relationship, what we did together, what I liked, and drip, drip, drip I began to trust him and his motives. Did I say naive?
Whenever Paul came to visit, Bob disappeared, but as soon as Paul went back home, there he was again.
So, you’ve been waiting for the good bits, and here they come. Good for me at the time? Oh, yes! Good, looking back? Maybe, maybe not, but I still get wet thinking about those times.
I hadn’t committed myself totally to Paul at that stage, so I saw my time with Bob as just a bit of fun, although Paul never knew what we got up to. Physically Bob and Paul were very different. One had the physique and the technique, the other was gentler and quieter.
Bob took my sexual experience to a new level and that would never have happened with Paul. I began to realise that sometimes a girl wants rough, not gentle sex, a little pain and not a soft touch, and gradually Bob introduced me to some of the more extreme elements of sex.
Bob’s cock was bigger than Paul’s, but not huge, but he had the finesse to keep me right on the edge for a deliciously long time, and best of all, he could recover quickly. Paul was a one-shot wonder.
Enjoying my new-found sexuality, I was still naïve about Bob’s motives, although I like to think he enjoyed the sex too. Bob told another couple about what he was planning, and they seemed to be unphased about how it might affect me. So, somewhat in league with each other, the seduction took another turn when, one weekend, I was invited to go on a camping trip with them.
That first weekend, I remember, we went to Jindabyne in the Snowy Mountains to camp with the couple whose names were Sue and David. With hindsight, it seems clear that Bob had planned the whole thing with the connivance of Sue and David.
Jindabyne is beautiful, with a massive lake, and is surrounded by mountains used for skiing in the winter. We camped by a river in two tents, although ours was much the bigger one, and spent the first morning hiking before swimming in the river that afternoon.
David was shorter than Bob, stocky and with a hairy chest. Sue was blonde, a bit older than me, and busty. She looked really sexy in her yellow bikini. In the river, we were cockfighting, with me on Bob's shoulders and Sue on David's. It was all good fun.
Sue grabbed my bikini, undid it and pulled it off, so I did the same with hers. Sue had a lovely tan and her boobs were about 36" and milky white with big pink nipples under her bikini. I stared and blushed, surprised at how turned on I was – I was straight, surely?
At the time, my boobs looked like a child compared with her beautiful fulsome tits although nature has treated me well and I can now pride myself in being blessed with a chest worthy of note. Rather than grab my shoulders to pull me down off Bob’s shoulders, she kept grabbing at my tits and grinning. Soon we were all naked. I was embarrassed at first, but I couldn't take my eyes off Sue's boobs.
She was a natural blonde, her trimmed bush matching her hair. I was trimmed too. Trying not to be noticed, I looked at David's cock in the water and it seemed impressive, certainly bigger than Bob’s and thick. I was used to seeing Paul's 6". I swallowed my thoughts.
That night, we decided that since our tent was considerably bigger than theirs, they might as well share ours. Oh yes, I should have seen this coming. In my naivety, I never imagined there'd be any sex that night, but very quickly, Sue and David started fucking. Bob and I could hear them and see them by the light of the fire. Inevitably, Bob and I were turned on by the live porn in the tent with us, so we started too.
Peeling back the bedding to make things easier, as Sue and David had done, we started to kiss, with me kneeling and as we kissed, I rubbed my pussy up and down his cock, encouraging it into full erection, and making me wet and ready. I glanced across to see that Sue and David were roughly at the same stage, but with David on top.
Just as I was building up a rhythm, David leaned over and said something to Bob, and I just caught the last two words, "Hold her.”
I protested, but Bob started sucking one tit and David the other. David's hairy body was leaning over me and the sensations made me lose the plot - I was going out of my mind. I felt my legs being spread and Sue moved in between them.
"First time?" she said, and I nodded. "Oh good, a lesbian virgin".
Sue then kissed every inch of my body while the boys watched, before she went down on me. I was shaking and crying and exploding all at once. At one stage, Bob and Dave were leaning over me holding their cocks and watching, gently stroking themselves to the sight before them.
Sue could tell that I was not only confused by my feelings for what was happening but hugely turned on at the same time. She lay down beside me and encouraged me to kiss her tits before pushing my head down to her bush.
I had never been that close to another woman's cunt before. I paused for a moment to savour both the sight and the aroma of another aroused woman. I’m getting wet, just writing this. I flicked her clit with my tongue before taking as much of her pussy into my mouth as I could and sucked.
I could feel her arousal building before she pushed herself into my face and came almost immediately, all over me. I was soaked in her juices and wallowed in the taste and feeling of having made another woman orgasm so easily.
Stunned by what had just happened, I looked up in some shock to see if the others had noticed. David was looming over me, smiling in an almost evil way, his cock large, thick and hard. In one animalistic motion, he entered me doggy style.
I gasped for air. He was so much bigger than Paul and even bigger than Bob and a great deal thicker. It was undoubtedly the biggest cock I had taken and began to wonder if I’d split in two, it was like Chariots of Fire burning into my loins.
I remember screaming at first, but he kept going while Bob calmly began to fuck Sue. David was almost cruel, whispering, "You will never forget this night," as he kept up long, slow, hard and deep strokes, squeezing my nipples as he did so.
Gradually my body opened up to him, and despite the nature of his first entry, I could still feel that welcome feeling of an impending and inevitable climax to what was my filthiest experience to date. It was one of those times when an orgasm is so deliciously powerful that I fell immediately to sleep.
I woke up with a start to find Sue eating me out again, lapping up her boyfriend’s cum from my pussy while David had started to fuck my face. Bob looked on with a camera in his hand, and a stiff cock waving like a pennant in the wind.
About four days later, Paul came down to see me and was concerned that I was walking very slowly. I told him I had been hiking with a few friends. I didn't tell him that these friends had fucked me in my pussy, my mouth and my arse, oh and by the way, I had had my first delicious taste of lesbian sex.
Now convinced that I was probably bi, my mind opened up all sorts of possibilities for the future. Although I prefer to be fucked by a man, the contrast of sex with another woman is always a delight.
So, that was the camping trip and the best sex education I’ve had.
I married Paul in the end, and we had kids together. Our marriage was happy, but the sex was vanilla, and that was an issue. Bob and his friends had shown me what sex could be.
Despite a good marriage in all other ways, I yearned for more. When we made love, it was over too quickly, and his recovery rate was slow. Sometimes, after sex with Paul and when he went to sleep, I would go to the spare room to masturbate with my dildo.
Once, my daughter caught me in the act, and although that was hugely embarrassing at first, particularly as she never imagined that her mum masturbated, she then confessed to it herself, was relieved that what she was doing was natural, and even showed me her toy collection.
I won’t go into the ins and outs of how the marriage ended; suffice to say it was messy, involved the discovery of those camping photographs, catching Paul in bed with a male student, and a revenge fuck that I’d rather forget.
So, I live alone; but what of Bob?
Bob and I still see each other about once a week. We live apart and probably always will, but we are close. Friends with benefits, oh boy, lots of benefits. Sometimes we have friends over and share their benefits too. One evening springs to mind – do comment and say if you’d like to read about it.
Would I give up Bob for love? Never say never.
So, what the hell was that quote from ‘Angie’ all about at the start of this story.
When I’m feeling contemplative, I think about what might have been, if Paul had been more dominant, if Bob had never come into my life, if David and Sue had never happened.
These words spring to mind and I think about what I might be saying goodbye to, or who might be saying goodbye to me – but life leads us where it may, and above all, I’m happy.
Angie
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