Confessions of a serial swinger: Summer of Innocen
This is more of a segway to the next section of CONFESSIONS than a stand alone story. Those expecting graphic blow by blow erotica might want to skip this particular CONFESSIONS tale.
A note of clarification is necessary. As I said in my prologue I will strive for authenticity and accuracy in my CONFESSIONS series. The first part of "Origins of s sex addict" is absolutely true. I was sent to my aunt and uncle's farm in Indiana for getting suspended from school.
The sexual content in the story though was more an amalgamation of various events than pure non-fiction. I was writing the sexual content (fetish/taboo) for a very specific niche on X-Ham. The woman in question of the story was actually a girl three years older than me and a friend of Samantha's. She was my immoral tutor.
In hindsight she must have been a clinical nymphomaniac. She had a boyfriend and was an otherwise well adjusted girl. She did me no harm and I bear her no malice. Many many years later I returned to the farm on a break from U.C. and enjoyed a drink with her at a Christmas family dinner.
After consideration I'm not sure I care for writing in this niche(fetish/taboo). Nothing against those that enjoy that kind of story, but it left a bad taste in my mouth(pun intended). However my Confessions series would be incomplete without at least a mention of my time at the farm. It was a Summer of innocence lost.
Among other firsts for me that Summer were: smoking weed for the first time, drinking liquor, and sneaking out of the house one night to see Guns-n-Roses in Indianapolis with my cousins. My "tutor" went with us as well, she paid for my ticket and drove us. I'll never forget seeing them do "paradise city" for a finale, then hurrying back to the car with my "tutor". She gave me head in the car after the concert before my cousins got back to the car. There were nights spent skinny dipping and drinking by a campfire and a radio was always on playing songs forever burned into my mind.
Another first was a rather naughty game of truth or dare I played with: Samantha, Samuel, my tutor, and another local girl who's name (Molly?) eludes me these many years later. I include it because it was the first time I actually witnessed others performing a sex act. I will refrain from graphic blow by blow detail because that's not really what this particular portion of CONFESSIONS is about. Sometimes its better to leave something to the imagination. However I will leave you with a few images. These were mostly things the girls dared each other to do: the girls kissing each other, then kissing all at once, watching my tutor masturbate, watching Samantha eat a banana after she put it in her pussy, Samuel and I had to masturbate in front of the girls, apparently they liked this because we both were dared to do this numerous times.
Some interesting truths that came out: my tutor admitted to smearing peanut butter on her pussy and letting her dog lick it off once, Samantha admitted to masturbating with her electric toothbrush, perhaps most shocking was that one time Molly had fallen asleep on a couch and woke up with her twin brother fingering her pussy and she didn't stop him.
Eventually the Summer ended and I returned to Ohio. Now my cousins live in Mesa Arizona. I haven't seen either one of them for nine or ten years. Every once in awhile I'll get an email from one of them and somewhere in it it says, "do you remember that one Summer?"
A note of clarification is necessary. As I said in my prologue I will strive for authenticity and accuracy in my CONFESSIONS series. The first part of "Origins of s sex addict" is absolutely true. I was sent to my aunt and uncle's farm in Indiana for getting suspended from school.
The sexual content in the story though was more an amalgamation of various events than pure non-fiction. I was writing the sexual content (fetish/taboo) for a very specific niche on X-Ham. The woman in question of the story was actually a girl three years older than me and a friend of Samantha's. She was my immoral tutor.
In hindsight she must have been a clinical nymphomaniac. She had a boyfriend and was an otherwise well adjusted girl. She did me no harm and I bear her no malice. Many many years later I returned to the farm on a break from U.C. and enjoyed a drink with her at a Christmas family dinner.
After consideration I'm not sure I care for writing in this niche(fetish/taboo). Nothing against those that enjoy that kind of story, but it left a bad taste in my mouth(pun intended). However my Confessions series would be incomplete without at least a mention of my time at the farm. It was a Summer of innocence lost.
Among other firsts for me that Summer were: smoking weed for the first time, drinking liquor, and sneaking out of the house one night to see Guns-n-Roses in Indianapolis with my cousins. My "tutor" went with us as well, she paid for my ticket and drove us. I'll never forget seeing them do "paradise city" for a finale, then hurrying back to the car with my "tutor". She gave me head in the car after the concert before my cousins got back to the car. There were nights spent skinny dipping and drinking by a campfire and a radio was always on playing songs forever burned into my mind.
Another first was a rather naughty game of truth or dare I played with: Samantha, Samuel, my tutor, and another local girl who's name (Molly?) eludes me these many years later. I include it because it was the first time I actually witnessed others performing a sex act. I will refrain from graphic blow by blow detail because that's not really what this particular portion of CONFESSIONS is about. Sometimes its better to leave something to the imagination. However I will leave you with a few images. These were mostly things the girls dared each other to do: the girls kissing each other, then kissing all at once, watching my tutor masturbate, watching Samantha eat a banana after she put it in her pussy, Samuel and I had to masturbate in front of the girls, apparently they liked this because we both were dared to do this numerous times.
Some interesting truths that came out: my tutor admitted to smearing peanut butter on her pussy and letting her dog lick it off once, Samantha admitted to masturbating with her electric toothbrush, perhaps most shocking was that one time Molly had fallen asleep on a couch and woke up with her twin brother fingering her pussy and she didn't stop him.
Eventually the Summer ended and I returned to Ohio. Now my cousins live in Mesa Arizona. I haven't seen either one of them for nine or ten years. Every once in awhile I'll get an email from one of them and somewhere in it it says, "do you remember that one Summer?"
12 years ago
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