Amy's lost innocence (nonconsent)
Hi, my name is Amy, and this is a story about how I lost my innocence. Well, actually, my virginity. I'm not sure I was ever innocent.
Growing up in rural Kentucky, I love the warm months. Warm weather meant I could be naughty and walk around wooded areas naked. Yes, naked. I know it is risky, and I know that I could get caught.
I love the feeling of being naked with the sun on my skin and the breeze on my flesh. By the end of summer, I have an even tan on my entire body. I always do this alone and have never spoken to even my closest friends about my activities.
When I first started doing this, I was nineteen years old. I would carry a drawstring bag with a book in it until I was safely in the wooded area on the edge of town. Then I would remove all of my clothes and place them in the bag.
I would then walk the small, seldom-used trails. I believe they are deer trails. I would walk deep into the woods until I came to a grassy knoll where I could see the lower open area. This gave me the feeling of being secure. I could see anyone approaching from below.
I loved this grassy area. I could sprawl out and tan myself while reading a book. I used my bag as a pillow. I would read a book and soak up the sun's warm rays.
One particular day, I heard voices as I was nearing the cut-off to the grassy area. I hid in the brush and watched as two guys from town walked down the trail. It scared and excited me to be only a few yards away from the guys while I was naked.
I could only imagine the look of surprise on their faces if they saw me naked. I would imagine their penises getting hard and sticking out like a handle on a pan. I would imagine them cornering me. They'd then tell me to service their hard cocks by sucking them until they came in my mouth, coating my tongue with their salty-sweet sperm.
Yes, I'm young, but I'm not stupid. My mom had "the talk" with me many years ago. I hate wearing clothing. It makes me feel restrained.
I'm almost twenty now and just started shaving the hair off my vaginal cleft. Anyhow, back to the pair of boys. Thinking of them catching me made my twat itch and get moist.
Without thinking about it, I rubbed my cleft and got a naughty little shiver from doing it. I could no longer hear the guys, so I got out from behind the bushes and headed to the clearing. As I neared the clearing, I heard voices again. I ducked down behind some thick brush and listened.
The voices were coming from the clearing. Damn, my place of solace has been found. I felt violated. As if it were my personal space. But I was naked, so I slowly crept up towards the clearing to see who it was.
It was Mike, my neighbor. And Cecil, a girl from town. Both were naked, and Cecil was sucking Mike's penis. Mike had his hand on her head as she bobbed up and down with his penis sliding in and out of her sucking mouth.
She had a nice pair of boobs; I wish mine were that size. They had dark, tight nipples, and she seemed as if she was enjoying giving Mike a blow job. I crept around the clearing slowly to see the action from all sides. Cecil had one hand on Mike's penis and the other buried in her vagina.
From my current angle, I could see her dark carpet of hair between her legs. She was furiously rubbing her vagina as Mike pushed her head down on his penis and moaned.
She was also moaning. She got up from sucking his penis and crawled up to lower herself down on his lap. I watched as she took his hard penis in her hand and lowered herself onto it. His penis was now up inside her vagina, and she was rocking and bouncing up and down on his hard rod.
