The things you do in your youth have a way of coming back to haunt you. Sometimes that can be a good thing, but sometime it can fuck you up big time.

Remember when you were a teenager and desperate to get rid of your hated virginity? Remember what lengths you went to to try and get your cherry popped? Well, that was me times ten. I couldn't even get a date, let alone get laid. It didn't help that I was overweight and had pimples all over my face and that I was inordinately shy. And naïve, can't forget to mention naïve. I was so eager to please and be accepted that I was taken advantage of all the time. The one thing I had going for me was that I had a driver's license and a car. The car had been a bittersweet gift from my brother. When I was thirteen he was drafted and sent to Viet Nam and he never came back. The day I got my learner's permit my dad called me into his den and handed me a set of keys.

"Danny said that if something happened to him you were to get his car."

It took me a while before I could drive it without getting all weepy eyed, but then something happened that, I'm ashamed to admit, made me forget all about Danny. I became popular. I was suddenly everybody's good friend. It was the car of course, but that's where the naïve part came in. I thought that everyone had suddenly discovered what a great guy I was — that suddenly they had seen the 'inner me', the 'real' me. Suddenly it was, "Hey Dave, let's go to the lake this weekend," or "Dave, what do you say we catch a movie at the drive-in." I would always say yes and a bunch of kids would pile into the car and we would take off, but when we got where we were going I was still the odd man out. They weren't all one way about it; they did pay for the gas and I never had to pay my way in at the drive-in movie, but as far as getting anywhere with the opposite sex I was still batting zero. Even the times that the guys "brought along a girl for me" she always ended up with some one else. Eventually I tumbled to the fact that I was being used, but hey, any popularity was better than none.

I don't even remember how many times I drove to the drive-in and watched in the rear view as a couple made out, or watched out of the corner of my eye as a couple necked on the front seat next to me. More than once a couple actually fucked on my back seat and on those nights I would go home with a severe case of blue balls and beat my meat until it hurt.

Then came the night that changed my life.

It was a Friday night and a couple of guys asked me to take them to the drive-in. Billy Moore was in the back with Mary Koslowski and Nancy Holbrook. The front seat had Bobby Neubert and Sally Mason sitting next to me. Ten minutes into the movie I heard a low moan from the back and I looked in the mirror and saw Billy finger fucking Mary. Mary had Billy's cock in her hand and was stroking it and Nancy was watching it all with disgust all over her face. Then Nancy said, "You guys are no better than animals" and she opened the door and got out of the car. I got out to follow her. I figured that I'd catch up with her, tell her how disgusting I thought Mary and Billy's behavior was and maybe get in her good graces. I caught up with her and she turned to face me, "All of you boys are nothing but goddamned pigs. Just get away from me" and she turned and ran away.

When I got back to the car Billy was between Mary's legs and she was screaming, "Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me." Sally was leaning over the seat watching while Bobby was fucking her from behind. When I got in the car the dome light came on and Billy hollered out, "Turn off the fucking light damn it!" I was just a little pissed at Nancy for calling me a pig when I hadn't ever anything to her and when Billy hollered it pissed me off even more and I did something that none of them had ever seen before — I got mad!

"Fuck you! It's my car and my light and if I want to turn it on I will and if you don't like it get your ass outside and do your fucking on the ground."

I saw Bobby smile and I heard Sally giggle and Mary said, "Just shut the fuck up Billy and fuck me."

The two couples managed to get their rocks off and then they settled in to watch the movie. Within ten minutes they were necking again and within twenty they were fucking again. Sally and Bobby finished and were sitting there smooching when the movie ended and the lights came on. Mary and Billy were still going at it when all of a sudden I heard Mary cry out, "No god damn it, no. I'm almost there. Finish me Billy, finish me," but Billy had shot his wad and he climbed off of her while she called him every dirty name she could think off. By that time the lot was almost empty and the help were starting to come out of the building and chase cars away so I started up and drove off. We dropped Sally off first and then Billy told me to drop him next.

"I ain't got to take her home and listen to her whine all the way," he said of Mary.

I dropped him off and we had no sooner pulled away from the front of his house than Bobby climbed over the seat and got in back with Mary. One block later he was fucking her and she was crying, "Get me off baby, get me off, make me cum." By the time I got to Bobby's place he had done the job and was sitting there with a smile on his face while Mary stayed on her back with a contented look on her face.

She was still lying on the back seat when we pulled away from Bobby's. When I stopped for the stop sign on the corner Mary sat up and asked, "Davy, are you still a virgin?" I hemmed and hawed and she said, "You can tell me Davy. It isn't a crime and all of us were at one time." I admitted that I still had my cherry and she said, "Would you like to fuck me Davy?" I didn't answer her — I was too tongue-tied — I was caught flat-footed by her question. "Of course you would. If you will do something for me Davy I'll let you fuck me. You can even fuck me twice because I know the first one will be pretty quick. Would you like to do that Davy? Would you like to fuck me tonight?"

I croaked out a yes and she told me where to drive and park. "All you have to do to fuck me Davy, is eat my pussy."

"I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"Because Bobby and Billy have been there."

"Trust me Davy, it won't kill you and you might even like it."

"Oh man, that's gross."

"Oh come on Davy, it's your best chance to get rid of your virginity. Tell you what; you do it and I'll let you fuck me as many times as you can get it up. Come on baby, do Mary this favor. If you do a really nice job of it maybe we can go out on a couple of dates. Wouldn't you like that Davy? Wouldn't you like to date me and maybe fuck me?"

Well, I was desperate to get laid and so I let Mary talk me into climbing into the back seat with her. She instructed me in how she wanted it done and I was surprised when I did it and it didn't make me want to leap out of the car and heave in the bushes. I didn't really care for the taste, but what I did like was the way that Mary responded. She grabbed my head and pulled my face into her pussy and she went wild. She bucked, she pushed her muff up at me and she screamed — actually screamed — "Oh God yes Davy, don't stop, please God don't stop. Eat me you beautiful cunt licker, oh sweet Jesus you are good." She shook, she moaned, she made sharp little cries and her body seemed to spasm. I found out later that I had eaten her to an orgasm. When she was done she looked up at me with a look of wonder on her face and said, "It was really your first time? You really never ate pussy before?"

I told her no, that I was a virgin in all areas.

"You have a God given talent baby. No one has ever made me cum just by eating my pussy, no one! Oh baby, am I going to rock your world tonight."

My first time was embarrassingly quick, but my fist blowjob brought me back up in a hurry. My second time was a little better and my first sixty-nine got me my first taste of myself and another hard on. I fucked Mary three more times that night before she couldn't bring me to life again and she asked me to eat her after each time. When I dropped her at her house at oh dark thirty she spent five minutes kissing me good night and as she got out of the car she said, "You're mine from now on Davy. See you tonight after school."

I did see Mary after school the next day and so began one of the weirdest relationships I've ever seen. Mary and I became a somewhat steady couple. I say "somewhat" because Mary never gave up the other guys she was seeing. Mary was a slut. She had shown me that the night she took on both Billy and Bobby and Mary loved cock. Mary also loved the wicked feeling she got when she had me eat her pussy after another guy had fucked her. Maybe three nights a week she would go out with another guy and fuck him to death and when he dropped her off at home she would walk around to the ally behind her house where I would be waiting for her. She would squeal in delight as I cleaned her pussy out with my mouth and then she would fuck my eyes out until I couldn't get it up anymore. On the nights that she wasn't out with other guys she was with me

Everyone wondered why one of the most popular girls in the school spent so much time with me. Several of her girl friends even asked her what she saw, "In that dork." Mary never did give any of her friends the answer to that question and once I asked her why. "If I told them about your special talent baby I'd have to fight them all to keep them away from you."

"Is that all I am to you — a mouth?"

"Why baby, isn't it enough? Isn't what you have now 500% more than you had before I discovered what you can do?"

"Yeah but..."

"No buts baby. Face it, you aren't a real prize. You're a nice enough guy, but you are not all that attractive. Time will get rid of the pimples, but until you do something about your weight you won't be a catch for anyone, at least not anyone who doesn't know about your special talent. I'm seeing to it that you are one of the best fucked guys in school. Take what you have Davy and be happy for it."

She was right and I knew it, but it still hurt that she was so damned honest about it.

And then it was over. Mary received a scholarship to UCLA, but before she left for California she wanted one last night with me. Her parents were gone for the weekend and she asked me to stop by her house at eight. I got there to find Mary in the middle of a gangbang. She had seven guys there and as I watched they all took turns on her for three hours and that doesn't count what happened before I got there. About half an hour after I got there one of the guys said, "Come on Davy, it's your turn."

Mary said, "No, Davy gets his turn later. He is going to spend the night with me and I want him fresh."

That set up a chorus of "What's so special about him" and things were said like, "It sure aint his cock. I've seen him in the locker room and he's nothing special." There were a lot more comments along those lines and then Mary said, "He is so special. He can make me scream and none of you guys have ever done that."

That got the guys going even more and I was starting to feel real uncomfortable and I was getting ready to split. Mary saw and knew what I was going to do.

"Davy, you don't have to if you don't want to, but please baby, one more time for me, please?"

I really didn't want to because I knew those guys and I knew what would happen, but the plea in Mary's voice made me say yes. I stripped and did what Mary loved more than anything else and she screamed and screamed her way through two orgasms and then she said, "Okay Davy baby, fuck me, fuck me hard and show them how it's done."

Either Mary was one great actress or their was something special about what was happening that night because she screamed and hollered as I fucked her and she bucked and bounced in a way that she hadn't for any of the others. When I was done she pushed me into a sixty-nine until I was hard and then she pulled me on top of her and we did it all over again. When I came the second time she said, "Let the others back in lover. I've got all night to take care of you."

The gangbang lasted until one in the morning and then Mary and I were alone. We fucked until I could not get it up anymore and Mary and I fell asleep in each other's arms. She left the following Monday and I never saw her again.

What I had known would happen happened. The guys who were at the gangbang spread the word about what I have done and pretty soon everyone was casting glances at me. The fallout was mixed, some good, some bad, some very good and some very, very bad. The worse was when some guys called me a closet queen, that I sucked cum out of a pussy because I was too scared to suck a cock. Other guys said that I was "one sick puppy" to have done what I did. The other side of the coin was the attention I got from the girls. I got more 'come ons' than I could believe, but I had a problem. Remember when I said I was inordinately shy? I got the come ones but I lacked the guts to make a move. After about a month one of the girls figured it out on her own and one day she came up to me and said, "Is what I've heard about you and Mary Koslowski true?" I nodded a yes. "I'm free tonight, are you?" From then on I had a steady stream of girl friends until I moved to Georgia to take a job.

Time did chase the pimples away and I finally did work up enough will power to lick my weight problem. I met and fell in love with Angie and we were married. We had three kids and lived your typical suburban life and things were perfect until Angie went to her class reunion. We couldn't get a baby sitter and so I had to stay home and watch the kids. Angie flew out on a Thursday and flew back home Sunday evening and when the kids and I picked her up at the airport I sensed something different about her. Nothing obvious, but something. That night she was eager to get to bed after we put the kids to bed and she was an absolute tiger. Our sex life has always been good, but that night it was great. Angie kept after me until I just could not answer the call again. As I lay next to her panting for breath I asked, "What got into you tonight? Did one of your old boyfriends get you all hot and horny at the reunion?"

"Something like that."

"I don't suppose you would care to expound on that?"

"Well, I did have a few cocks poked into my leg on the dance floor and I did get a few pretty heavy hits from some of my old beaus. I won't lie to you lover; I did get pretty close to giving it up to my old steady boyfriend — he's the one who got my cherry — but at the very last second I backed away. You might have never known, but then again you might have found out and I wasn't going to take a chance on losing you over a fling with an old boyfriend."

"That's it? You're horny because you almost got laid?"

"No sweetie, that isn't it. Does the name Mary Brenner ring a bell?"

"No, I can't say that it does."

How about her maiden name, Mary Koslowski?"

"Oh yes, I knew a Mary Koslowski."

"Pretty well from what I gathered."

"We going to dance around this or are you going to tell me what this is all about?"

"Did I ever mention Jerry Brenner?"

"Not that I recall."