Chapter 2
My first sexual experience -- with others
Dave and Angela and I arrived at the town festival. We parked the car and walked off to the stalls. There were lots of stalls all down the road and everyone who had been on the beach earlier in the day was now at the festival. Most of the people at the festival were dressed very casually, some even still wearing their two piece costumes.
I left Dave and Angela with the arrangement that I would find my own way home later, and strolled off down the street. As I ambled my way down, I was aware of many second glances. No doubt the short skirt that barely covered my backside and the low cut top that revealed more than it should to the world had something to do with it. Somehow, I could sense when someone looked at me because of what I was wearing as opposed to someone who just happened to look my way.
Suddenly, a teenage boy bumped into me, and dropped his wallet. As he said sorry, he bent down, but never stopped looking up at me. It didn't take me long to realize that this boy had deliberately bumped into me so that he could get a look up my short skirt. I felt strangely pleased about this. About the fact that someone would want to look up my skirt.
I continued walking through the stalls and browsing at the various items for sale. Suddenly I was aware of tripping over something, and in a very un-ladylike position, I found myself with my hands on the ground, and my legs slightly splayed with my backside and no doubt my panties showing for the entire world to see. The same group of boys who had caught me earlier in the day on the beach while I masturbated, had now gathered round me, and in the few seconds I took to gather my senses, I was aware of numerous flashes from cameras. These boys had staged this whole event and were now taking photos of me! A youngish man, maybe in his late 20's appeared on the scene, and chased all the teenagers away. He helped me up and stood there while I regained my wits about me. He commented that he often came here on holiday, and had seen the boys do this sort of thing to many women, so he was on the look out to stop these boys.
I was hungry at this stage, so suggested that we find something to eat and I would thank this man for his chivalry by buying him something to eat. Being in an area with many Indian people, we decided to buy bunny chow. (A bunny chow is a half loaf of bread that has been hollowed out and filled with a curry stew). We sat at a table and chatted as we ate our bunnies. I thanked the man, not knowing what to call him, so he introduced himself to me. "I'm Henry," he said. In the light of the lamp on the table, I was able to see that Henry worked out at the gym, and was happy to show off his biceps and muscles in a tight fitting, almost size to small T-shirt. We discovered that we were from the same town, and only worked a few blocks away from each other. Henry was a handsome guy, brownish hair, blue eyes, and a well tanned and maintained body. After sharing our supper together, and exchanging cell numbers, we parted company. I spend another few minutes walking around the stalls at the festival. As I meandered along, the day's events began to catch up on me, and suddenly I felt tired. This was after all the first day of my holiday. I headed back to the B 'n B thinking I would have a nice early night and catch up on some much needed sleep. I arrived at my accommodation and unlocked the door of the main house. As I closed the door, I was aware of some other noise in the house.
I had noticed Dave and Angela's car was back home, so presumed that it was from them. But the noises sounded frantic. Groaning, almost as if someone had been attacked and was lying in agony. Then came the scream! My blood turned cold, and I found a poker from the fire and proceeded with caution up the passage to where the noise had come from. The door was closed, so I pressed my ear on it to listen, still hearing some faint groaning coming from inside. With the passage light off, I noticed that the bedroom light was still on, so I slowly opened the door to see if I could see what was happening.
The sight that greeted me I had never seen before, and at the time was not ready for it. Dave was on the bed, his butt naked butt shining and his head buried between Angela's legs. Angela lay there on the bed, naked, her nipples erect like mine had been earlier in the day, her legs spread wide, and her face almost in a trance. I was fixated by what I saw. I couldn't move, I couldn't speak. I just stood there looking. I was again experiencing that nice feeling beginning between my legs and thought that I would have to satisfy this feeling again in my own room. As Angela neared what I later realized was her orgasm, she turned her head and saw me. She reached down between her legs and stopped Dave, and both looked my way. I could not answer and felt my face going red. I slowly stepped backwards towards the door, going redder and redder and stuttering as I moved back. "I...I...I"
