Alicyn

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I'm 31 years old and I was born in Germany. My Dad was in the military, so I was born overseas. We traveled a fair amount, moving to Hawaii, to Missouri, to Maryland, back to Germany, you get the idea. This didn't give me a lot of time to get settled into any one school and make friends. Well, I'd make them, and then in a few years we'd be off again. It did make me close to my sister who was two years older than me. Unfortunately, she was killed in an auto accident when she was 17. She was riding in a car with some friends and a drunk driver slammed into their car. You cannot imagine how that changed my life. Not only did I lose my best friend and confidant, the one who taught me about boys, etc., but it also taught me that you simply have to go for it, because you never know when your turn is up. Eventually I went off to college and got a degree in the medical field, but some of my wild antics have, well, isolated me from my parents. You can read about them below. I did get married eventually and have a few wonderful kids, but I'm far from the soccer Mom type! If you get to see my piercing, you'll know what I mean. :-) I found Alexa through my friend Annabelle, and I'm happy that I'm now part of this cool group of panty girls! I hope you like my panties!

My sister taught me all about boys. My Mom, well, she and Dad are pretty conservative, so I never got a sex talk from her other than "stop touching down there!" and "the period talk". But my sister was pretty open and showed me how to masturbate, and told me all about boys. Since she was older she got to go on dates before me and she'd tell me the things she'd do with boys and I'd get all tingly listening to her stories.

I was 14 when I lost my V-card, and, well, it was to two guys, not one. Seems like every other girl I know lost it to one guy and I'm the only freak who lost it to two guys! It wasn't really a threesome per se, because we didn't all do stuff together. It was when we were on holiday (that's that they call vacation when you are in Europe) and I met these two cute guys from Portugal. Their English wasn't too good, but their French was great, and I'm not talking about them speaking French, lol! One night we were making out, first me with one of them, then the other, and they would cop feels of my tits and it all felt good. One of them pulled his cock out while I was kissing the other and took my hand and wrapped it around it. That was the first time I'd ever touched a bigger guy's cock! It felt amazing! Soon I was jerking both of them off and they both ended up shooting on me almost at the same time! Then we ran into the ocean to clean off. The following night I thought we were going to do the same thing, but no, they changed things up. One was kissing me and other snaked his hand inside my bikini and began fingering me. It took me about, oh, sixty seconds before I came...I was such a slut! Off came my bottoms and when they started eating me out, well, I was off to la-la land. I don't remember how many times I came, but I do remember both of them taking turns fucking me that night, a total of five times! Yep...three times for one of them, and two for the other. That was the last night they were there and of course I've never had contact with them again, but it was a pretty wild night.

My sex life was just getting started. Over the next 3 or 4 years I slutted my way through schools. I knew we wouldn't stay too long in one area, so I didn't care. If I found a guy who was cute, I'd find a way to blow him, or get him to fuck me. Didn't matter to me if he was going out with someone or not because I wasn't looking for love, just for sex. This was nymphomania running amok! I got into some drugs, some drinking, but never anything too bad because I didn't want the parents to find out. And they didn't, well, except that last time. I was a senior and graduation was just a month or month and a half away. I had been out with this one hot guy a few times and we had fucked, but it was raining out so I invited him over to our house since I knew my parents would be out at this function until late. Well, I wanted a sex marathon, so we started with a 69 so I could suck the first load out of him and that way he wouldn't shoot in my pussy too quickly. That worked out well, and then we fucked for a while and I started cumming non-stop. He flipped me over to doggy style and starting pounding me and I would reach back and rub my clit and again I started cumming. So in my "cum fog", he pulls out and presses his cock, which is all coated with my pussy cream, against my asshole and gives a thrust, popping his head inside. THAT woke me up! It hurt some, but he held onto my hips and said for me to hold on, that the pain would stop in a few seconds and then it would be good. So he mercifully waited a bit and he was right and wrong. Right in that the pain did stop, wrong in that it was good. It wasn't good. It was GREAT! Great except that I didn't hear my parents get home early and as I said "fuck my ass, baby" I looked back at him and saw that 10 feet behind him, my Dad was standing in the doorway! The look of shock on my Dad's face was something I'll never forget! Needless to say, that night didn't end well. But my sex life was at least more well rounded, lol!