The following is a true story that took place in the 1980's.
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It was a cold November evening when the truck pulled up at the end of my driveway. I was young and in my prime. My hair was reddish brown and long, with hazel eyes and my body a busty size 12. I sported sexy curves and I knew how to show them off. My boyfriend had called and said he needed to see me, so out I went in a skirt (bikini panties) and t-shirt with a denim jacket over top. He opened the door and a blast of heat hit me in the face.
"Get in," he said.
I slid into the pickup and one of his friends was at the wheel. I knew the guy somewhat, a long haired metal head who was a loner and a little chubby. He seemed nervous to see me and barely said hello. My boyfriend closed the door and said to him, "take all the back roads."
He pulled me close to him and kissed me. He was my first love and I was wild about him and we had already explored sex with all its kinks and avenues. I knew by the look in eyes that he was horny. I pushed his long black hair away from his face and started kissing him back. I opened my legs a little so that he could touch me however he wanted. It didn't really concern me that his friend was there...my boyfriend and I were sexually open and enjoyed being adventurous.
He slid his hand up my thigh and found me already wet. I could tell by his friends breathing that he was getting into the scene, and his arousal was turning me on as well. I slipped my tongue in my boyfriend's mouth and put my head back against his arm resting on the seat and spread my legs wide. He groaned and slid his finger inside me as we kissed. I moved my hand to his cock and found it hard and bulging under his jeans, which made my clit go super hard.
"Oh god baby," he rasped, his finger moving faster and sliding out over my erect clit and back in again. My head was spinning with desire and I felt my pussy getting juicier. My lust for this boy happened fast and in a matter of minutes I could go from being fine to desperately needing his cock inside me. He had an effect like no other, especially because we had lost our virginity together.
Then I felt another hand move up my leg.
For a moment I almost forgot where I was and that someone was even there. I froze for a moment and turned to see his friend looking at me and his thick fingers were stroking my skin. He looked back at the road but didn't move his hand and a thrill of excitement shot through me. Never in my life had I been between two men touching me sexually. I looked back at my boyfriend who said nothing, and his silence spoke volumes.
Every so slightly I moved closer and his friend sighed a sound of nervousness and pleasure. His moved his fingers down until he was rubbing over my slit. I moaned out loud as the feeling of both their fingers on me was delicious. My boyfriend moved his fingers out of the way to pull off my shirt and bra.
"Find a place soon," he told his friend, and I was a bit worried he wasn't paying any attention to the roads, but any worry was overshadowed by the immense satisfaction of both their hands.
"Look at those tits!" his friend said when my boobs were out and free. They were a solid B cup and a good handful. I pulled my skirt down and was now sitting there in only panties. I felt completely exposed and very naughty. It was a new delightful feeling to be the center of lust for these two guys, and my body was reacting to it.