Many of you have ask me to tell about my sexual actives when I was at home and doing it with the different men in the neighborhood that I lived in when I graduated from high school. My last year of high school I was 18 years old and had that grown up look and could pass for a woman 25 or more. Today I'm 33 and I stand 5' 10" 140# with a 40DD 23X38 figure and at 18 I had about the same figure so you can see why I was very popular with the boys in school.
Our family lived in an upscale area of town that had homes with 2500 + sq. foot. I had the back bedroom in our house and you could look in to my bedroom from the back of the house or the north side of the house. This gave the two men on two sides a view of me whenever I left my blinds open.
The pool parties that the grownups had in the summer got real interesting my last year of high school and I could see how all the guys looked at me and the smiles I got when I made eye contact with each of them. All the men in the neighborhood were 40 to 50 years old and some had kids my age or younger. I told you how I made it with two of the men already (see Ch. 41 for Mr. Worth and Ch. 33 for Mr. Jones)
My last year of high school I was dating like it was going out of style and if I didn't go out something was wrong. That year I was also modeling at the mall or I was home doing nothing but working on my tan. Mother and father both worked and I had the place to myself from 7 AM till 6 PM. Around the house and in the backyard I was always half undressed as one of the wives told my mother. When I wasn't in my bikini I had on short shorts and a tub top or a halter-top, just anything to show off my body to whoever happens to be looking and all the men were. As for as that fucken bitch who made the smart remark about my dress or like of, her husband did more of the looking than any of the other men did, but more on that prick later.
I had been very sexual active for sometime and had enough guys to know what I like and how I wanted it done to me, I love dog style, and the word soon got around school that I was a good date. I always had a date if I wanted one. I was becoming a tiger in bed, never seeming to get enough fucking. "Marca The Cock Tease" as some called me in school, they were the ones who didn't get a date. The more cock I got the more I wanted and it's all I can do to get enough as I got older, I was having more orgasms and could reach a climax faster, having 3 or 4 before the guy got his nut off. It seems like the more cock I get, the more I want.
When guys would bring me home from a date I would have them pull into the driveway, this way my parents bedroom was on the other side of the house and could not see or here us. But this gave a perfect view for Mr. Robert Larson who lived on the south side of us and did not get to see in my bedroom. He got to see me in action in my dates car after 11 PM on school nights and 1 AM on the weekend from his second floor study. Mr. Larson was about 45 and had a grown son who was married and lived on the other side of town and Mrs. Larson was one those type who always had a project she was doing and was always going to some conference or study group in some seaside resort. When he saw me he always made a point to ask me how I was doing and give me that once over that told me he had been watching me and my date while we made out in the front seat of my dates car.
I would look him in the eye and tell him "I'm doing just great, maybe staying out to late, but a girl is only 18 once!" I would turn and walk off and make sure I wiggled my ass for him. When Mrs. Larson was out of town he would always be in his study when I got home from my date and when the car pulled up in the drive his study light would go out. I could see him stand by the window and look down on us. Depending on whom I was out with determined the type of sex I ended the night on, the worst I ever had was a guy going down on me. I tried to end the night by jerking the guy off or giving him head.
So its usually a quick back seat screw or a blow-job plus a bit of sweet talk, then I'll use his underwear to clean up [I never can remember to take Kleenex!] before I creep into the house without waking my folks. It seems father's always want to know who the young man was and what his family is like.
Hell I don't even know his last name, all I know is he's got a cock and I'll go out with him again if he knows what to do with it. Its not that I care how many guys I fuck with, will look at it from my point of view, " I stopped counting cocks long ago!"
One Thursday night I went to a dress up affair that my dates parents was having at some country club and I dressed as sexy as I could imagine; I had on a dress that clung in all the right places, with a slit up the side. I had on a garter belt to hold up my fishnet stockings, but nothing else underneath. I had put on my makeup and made up my hair, in a way that gave me a totally look of unadulterated lust. I had on a low top that showed my breast and I wanted every man in the place to see my cleavage. I felt hot and my pussy was wet before my date picked me up.
At the club we were seated at a table with my date's mother and father and 2 other couples and I had the attention of all the men at out table. I had the attention of all the men in the room. I was trying to act like an older woman, I didn't have to look like I was older, and my looks had every bitch in the place ready to punch me out. My mother had told when I was 15 that other women will not like me because of the way I look I should get use to it and each year what she said was becoming true.
Small talk had among the people at the table was taking place and I was doing such a good job of being charming to the men and answering their question that I had not noticed a tall gentleman walk up to our table and stand behind me. As I looked up to see who it was a hand came down on my shoulder and the gentleman said "Frank I see you have the pretties woman in the place at your table!" As I looked back and up at the deep voice I felt a pair of lips brush my cheek and as I pulled back to see who it was I head the man say "Iv known this young lady since she was a child!" "Oh Mr. Larson, how are you!" Mr. Larson began to tell everyone that we were neighbors and he had seen me grow up, he left out the fact that he watch me give head and fuck in my driveway late at night.