How I Became A Kissogram Girl: Part One - The Start Of My Adventure free porn video
My name is Toni Marsden!
I ran away from home when I was almost seventeen. To be with a cowboy from a well-known circus. He was the love of my life or so
I thought. I was left abandoned in a strange town. With only the clothes I stood up in, over a year later.
It started harmless enough. I'd skip college to see the horses at the traveling circus. I was horse mad and besides mum and I had argued most of the last six months. I used to hang around the horses, watching them, touching and feeding them, when given half a chance.
I was sixteen going on seventeen and as naive as they come. I stood 5ft 8ins, long auburn hair, 36D - 25 - 34. I liked to be provocative so wore very short skirts, though mainly to get up my mum's nose. I never thought that I was good looking, nor sexy. No sex talk, we didn't do that in our family.
The main rider used to dress all fancy. Like my cowboy hero's in the movies. He was probably about 35. To be honest, he wasn't that good a looker but he had horses going for him and I loved horses.
He told me I could help him with the horse stalls and brush and feed the horses after the show and he would run me home. At first, that's all that happened. We would have a quick drink after we had showered and changed. Then he would take me home. He used to tell me how pretty I was. So, I was really overcome by his constant praise. I started to take sexier changes of clothes and staying longer for the drinks. Which started as cokes but ended up as beers. Never having drunk before. It wasn't long before I was becoming tipsy, really tipsy.
He never ever tried to touch me up to that point. Though I had pecked him on the cheek once when asked one night. Then we started to joke on, wrestle and tickle each other. Something he had instigated but which I was thoroughly enjoying. One night he started to tickle me. I was laughing and trying to escape. I had never met a guy that made me feel so grown up. So exciting and someone that seemed to understand, where my mother obviously didn't.
He finally caught me and pinned me to the ground straddling me. At first, his hands were just under my arms. Then at my waist but soon he was touching the sides of my boobs. Surreptitiously at first. I was a well-endowed young woman with a good shapely figure. Sort of top-heavy!
His touching made me feel tingly inside and between my legs. I know that's a cliché saying but as I said I was totally innocent. Besides, I never thought I was good looking. So what would a grown man want with me? Soon I was fighting back and thinking I would make him get off. I took hold of his shirt lapels and pulled. I thought the buttons on his shirt had ripped off but I later found that it was velcroed shut.
There it was: his male chest, the first I had seen naked and close up. Yes, I had seen them on the beach but nothing as close as this. So, I started to really giggle as I struggled to get away from between his thighs. This was an experienced cowboy; he was so used to handling awkward horses that my twisting was nothing.
"Right!" he said, "You’re looking at mine let’s see yours."
I didn't even feel scared, by this because I trusted him. My giggling was due to nerves and the booze, which had me quite tipsy. Became more pronounced, as he started to undo my blouse. Soon he had it pulled out of my skirt and off my body.
My flimsy lacy bra, the one I had deliberately worn. Knowing he would see through my blouse was all that hid my breasts. I remember my breasts heaving up and down, too tipsy to feel nervous. I felt his hands gently slide over them. The only hands I had felt on them apart from my own were schoolboys. Who tended to grab them, this was no grab. I could feel my nipples starting to harden under the palms of his hands. As he leaned over and started to kiss me.
His hands working my body. I had not felt a feeling like this before. Of course, I had touched myself. My friends and I, like a lot of schoolgirls, talked about sex. What one or the other, had done with their boyfriends or themselves. I used to just listen because I was so naïve.
Then when I got home and was alone, I would try out the things they had mentioned. Including using my curling brush handle. Which I thought. was the size of a man's dick. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, I wrapped my inexperienced arms around him. Hoping he would not realise, I was really still a virgin. Though I had fucked my brush. I was not wanting to be fucked either really, I just wanted more of this feeling I was getting. It was so much better than the ones I gave myself and I got to hold a man.
I couldn't really tell you when my bra was taken from me fully. All I know was as I cuddled him, I could feel his cock growing. Then his mouth was sucking and kissing my nipples. Oh, gawd that felt so good. The lump in his trousers was getting really hard and at one point he told me he needed to make himself comfortable. I had no idea what he meant.
I watched him stand and undo his trousers, they fell to the floor, His black thong held his cock which was bigger than a large banana. At the time that was the only way, I could describe it. As he kneeled back down, he undid the button at the waist of my skirt and I raised my ass off the ground so he could remove it.
I still only thought he was removing it to stop it from getting dirty. My panties were the matching set to the bra and although not a thong was very high cut probably the most daring pair I had. The rest were mainly white things mum bought. This was one of the arguments we kept having as I wanted some like my friends wore. But my cowboy didn't seem to mind he was soon kissing and straddling me. To feel this naked man so close was so exciting.
That night he only worked his hand inside my panties and fingered me to what I now know was an orgasm. He got me to play with him. He had to show me how to wank his cock as I had no idea. This seemed to give him a bigger thrill, the fact I was clueless.
Soon I had him in my hand and was wanking him nice and fast when as I watched his face contorted. Then he sort of moaned as though I was pulling his insides out and the next thing, I was covered in this hot sticky stuff. He explained it was cum.
I felt strange really sort of nice yet wanting more but scared to ask. He told me to get dressed as we didn't want to annoy mum and he would take me home. This time we stopped in the dark at the bottom of our street and kissed a little.
His hands had me really hot and as soon as I could I went to bed. I needed to feel my brush handle but wishing it had been his cock. The biggest trouble was I slept with my elder sister Marion because we had a large family. So, though I had to fuck my brush handle I had to be really quiet which really is hard as you ease it in and out. Slowly getting hotter and hotter and having to bite your moans as you start to cum as many a woman will tell you. Yet that trying to be quiet makes it even hotter.
That night I dreamt of this fantastic hero cowboy whisking me away and making mad passionate love to me. This was hard for me to really imagine as I had never actually done it but I knew the rudiments so to speak. The next evening there was no pretence. We showered together and as we stood under the running hot water my body on fire yet inside so nervous.
There was no time to change my mind now. He was standing behind me soaping my back and then sliding his hands around me to soap my front. The soapy hands of his seemed so soft and natural, like silk as they danced over my body. At first, just washing me. Then soaping my breasts. Making my nipples harden under the warm spraying water. That feeling of someone else's hands soaping your breasts was magic to me. At that point, I decided I was going to have his cock.
Well, that is if I could figure how to turn him on. Maybe there was a special way to touch a guy. When you want him to fuck you. I couldn't just ask him, that would be too hard for me to do. Ok, I thought I'll just soap him like he is me and make his cock all hard like the night before.
My hands slid to the back of me where I could feel his cock not exactly rock hard but standing up so to speak. I took hold of it and started to slowly wank him. I could feel it harden in my hands. I wondered if other women felt the fascinating control, I was feeling. When they played with a man. It was as though I was playing on an instrument.
He sort of turned me to face him then eased me to my knees in front of him the water spraying over us both. I wasn't sure what he wanted at first but then I remembered my friends telling me how they sucked their boyfriends. So, I took his cock and let it touch my lips. It was such an odd feeling like soft meat yet warm. I let it slide into my mouth and could hear him.
"Oh. Fuck yes, suck hard babe, suck out my cum!"
He was shoving his cock in and out of my mouth. I held on for dear life but was so carried away to be doing this. I was really just sucking and licking and scraping with my teeth.
Sometimes he was ramming it in too far. I took hold of his cock and like the day before started to wank it into my mouth at the same time. His moans spurred me on. My friends had different opinions on how cum tasted, I just wanted to taste it to see. I didn't have to wait long. First, I felt his balls sort of tighten. His moans were so exciting. His cum was soon filling my mouth and shooting till I couldn't hold it all. It ran down the sides of my chin and I did the best to taste it as I swallowed. To be honest I wasn't that keen.
It was ok but I still had this feeling of something missing. The hot shower water made me feel on fire. Between my legs was a volcano. It needed something and my brush handle wouldn't do it for me this time. I was disappointed when I looked at his cock and it had shrunk to maybe a quarter of the size it had been.
How silly I was I had sucked the length out of it. He helped me stand and probably saw the disappointment in my eyes.
"Don't worry little one!"
His soft Texas drawl curled my toes. He started to suck on my nipples, biting and sucking really hard. It was painful at first but soon became really enjoyable. In fact so enjoyable I was disappointed when he stopped and dropped to his knees in front of me. I hoped he didn't mind the fact I was naked down below.
My little pussy bald as the day I was born. I liked to keep it that way for my swimming costume. When he started to lick me, I almost fell over. The feeling was unlike anything I could have imagined. His tongue seemed to drive my clit to new heights of ecstasy.
As he kept licking, he started to insert first one finger then another. My body took over then. I started to fuck onto his fingers. Harder and faster. I wanted his cock but hell this felt so good. My orgasm was so close. My whole body, no my whole being was vibrating on his fingers. When he pulled them out, I screamed at him to put them back but he just took me in his arms and I felt his hardened cock touch my now fully erect clit. Feeling this soft yet hard interloper slide in between my pussy lips was all it took to drive me over the edge.
"Oh Fuck Yes! Oh, Gawd don't stop!"
I could hear someone shouting but it wasn't till his mouth covered mine, I realised it was me. He didn't stop and cum after cum rolled over my body. It was during one of my orgasms I felt the first male cum inside me. Hot yet filling he shot his load deep into me. He never worried if I was on the pill and truthfully, I was that naive I figured I was safe as we were standing up.
We stood for what seemed like ages locked in an embrace the water cascading over us. Totally oblivious to anything. I had never felt so tired nor so satisfied. He told me the circus was moving on in two days’ time. I told him, I wanted to stay with him. I was just on the road at home. We arranged where to meet after the main circus had left.
The day I was to run away came and with some clothes packed into my small suitcase, I grunted a farewell to my mum thinking I would show her and left to meet my cowboy.
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