Prologue
First off, let me introduce myself. I'm Lindsey, and I'm a Teenage Nympho. Let me make one thing perfectly clear, I am NOT a whore. I may be promiscuous, and once in awhile, I may enjoy being treated like a whore but that's not what I really am. I just like sex. There's nothing wrong with that. If loving sex and thinking about it all the time, and being horny all the time is the definition of a slut, then I, along with everyone reading this story could be considered one, but whores do it all for cash, and I don't do that.
I'm a normal girl. I'm even a little nerdy. I like Star Wars, and Comic Books, and girly things too. I'm in my high school chorus, and in the band. And I can be sentimental and romantic. I dream of love, but I have a life plan., and love and marriage doesn't come for me until after I graduate college. I've been sexually active since I was 13. I've always had an open relationship with my parents and sex isn't something that I've ever had to be embarrassed about. For girls, sex can be used to control and assume power, and I learned that quickly.
I decided early on that I wanted to experience things. I wanted to have fun, and enjoy this thing called sex, and try all the things I could. I would be open to almost anything, and that I would try new things at least once. While I wanted to find true love someday, I knew that it would be best to wait til after college so that I could enjoy my sexuality as much as possible. Boyfriends would be ok, but no true love until I had done all I wanted to do. I'm an old fashioned type girl when it comes to love and marriage. I don't want to cheat on the man I truly love, so I'll live it up until I'm ready for love.
My senior year would be the start of it. I was smart enough to realize that guys in school were probably not a very good idea, because I didn't want people to find out about my promiscuity. I had seen it happen with girls far less active than I was planning on letting myself be, and I didn't want to deal with all the bullshit that comes along with a girl having sex as opposed to a guy. Guys in school would be celebrated and cheered for their "conquests", but my conquests would be looked down upon.
I figured I would stick to guys from other schools, or guys online. Being careful of course, since I know what can happen with online freaks. Like I said, I had been sexually active since I was 13, so come Senior Year, I certainly wasn't a virgin, but I also hadn't started my sexual exploration yet either. I needed to wait til I was legal, which was three days after I started my senior year. There were older boys to control after all.
And so it began.....
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Chapter 1: 18th Birthday
There are only a handful of milestone birthdays, but growing up, 18 is the first really big one. Sure you can start your driving at 16, but when you turn 18, you're officially legal in a lot of ways. You're able to do things and go places you couldn't before. One such place, is the porno store. I was excited and I figured it would be the best place to start my adventures.
Being 18 and finally being able to go into a store like that and buy whatever I want, was really exciting. I put on a light skirt, but no panties, and a tight t-shirt with no bra. My jet black hair was pulled up into a ponytail and I smiled at myself in the mirror before leaving.
When I walked in, I could immediately feel the staring eyes of all of the other patrons of the store watching me walk in and around the store. I walked around smiling to myself, enjoying the knowledge that I was being desired by the men in the store as I walked around alone. I perused the somewhat humorous titles of the many porn videos that I saw on the shelves, making my way casually to the toy aisle, taking in the many different styles and sizes of toys for girls and boys.
I looked around and saw that a few of the guys had gone back to what they were doing, while a few others still were watching me intently as I scrolled through the toys trying to find the perfect "first toy" for myself. I could feel my pussy getting wet from the attention I was being given. I bite my lower lip, looking left and right, and then took a 9 inch dildo off the wall. It was realistic in appearance and texture, and it was really thick and even had realistic looking veins running the length. I smiled brightly and brought it to the front of the store.