Chapter 1: My Past Sex Parties

It had been more than a month now since the last time my best friend Beth was able to talk me into going with her to one of her sex parties. It wasn’t like she hadn’t tried, believe me. Sometimes it seems that she spends half her evenings at the crazy things!

As for me, I have never understood the big attraction. Sure, they’re fun to go to every now and then but so are lots of other things and I don’t do them all the time. I guess I’m just more conservative and not a party girl like Beth or more cousin Kristen. Kristen goes with her quite a bit, but we really don’t talk about it much other than a hint or a knowing look now and then. Actually, I hear more about Kristen’s “extracurricular activities” from my mom who gets her information from Kristen’s mom, who has always been quite proud of her daughter’s exploits.

Every party Beth has taken me to over the past two summers has been unique in its own way, yet there is a common thread that runs through all of them, at least for me. Of course at each one I have sex with any number of guys in a variety of locations and positions - that’s the whole point going after all! What I am referring to is a common denominator where the sex has always been with men, never a woman.

It’s not that I don’t like sex with girls - THAT certainly has it’s time and place. It’s just that from my perspective, being fucked by a guy seems more suited to this type of situation. I mean, so far in my life sex with guys has revolved around various forms of fucking and getting off without a great deal of intimacy. Sure, I’ve had crushes on a few boys but looking back, that’s all they were.

Thus you could say I liked being fucked by a guy for my own pleasure. I’m not afraid to admit that it’s quite an ego booster when men fall over themselves to have me, including cheating on their wives and girlfriends. Although letting my uncle fuck me is more out of a sense of family obligations than actual attraction, I still enjoy it or I wouldn’t let him do it. My father has been the only man in my life with whom there has been any sense of an emotional bonding, but that should be obvious.

In contrast to being with men, many of whom I have no idea even what their names were, my lesbian experiences have involved women I am close to, such as my mom and aunt, or my younger cousins Tammy and Kristen. Outside my family, the only girls I have done it with has been people I am close to, like my college roomies Beth and Jen, my mom’s friend Tammy or my best friend Beth. So you see, lesbian sex is much more intimate and emotional for me, not something I would normally think about doing with stranger at a party.

There have been a few notable exceptions, but very limited. To put it in perspective, in my life so far I’ve had sex with 139 different men (100 of those were at parties so someone were to ask me I would normally say I’ve had sex with 39 men) but only 19 girls. Of course, I don’t count slumber parties when I was in high school where we masturbated together, that was just typical girl stuff and in any case, it didn’t involve any sexual contact with other girls.