A Sheltered Life
Copyright© 2020 by Victor Echo
Epilogue
Erotica Sex Story: Epilogue - Growing up, I lead a sheltered life. Not monastic mind you, just sheltered. I spent my summers at a camp in Northern Ontario, my winters at an all-male boarding school. My knowledge of sex came from stories in magazines, and outrageous stories told in the dorm rooms and around the campfires. Any social interactions with women were limited, structured, and chaperoned. There were very few girlfriends to use the term loosely. The summer of my seventeenth birthday, things changed.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa Teenagers Consensual Fiction
I had lived a very sheltered life. That all changed the summer of my seventeenth birthday. During that summer, I had several experiences that would shape the future of me and my life.
Lauren taught me a lot about women, and a fair bit about myself, things I will never forget. The day she died is engraved in my memory, and so is the face of the bastard that did it. I understand he did not do well in prison, but I still miss her.
I learned I was right about the Killer Bs. Under that blonde bubble-headed act, they had a great sense of humor, a kinky sense of sexual exploration, and a wicked mean streak that I hope will always be pointed away from me, but that is a story for another time.
Cassie and Renee, Joanne, and Suzanne became fast friends, and we are still friends today. In the years since we have celebrated graduations, birthday milestones, weddings, divorces, births, and deaths, yet never drifted apart, despite the distance from each other that we sometimes found ourselves. What can start as a simple phone call quite often devolves into a sex-filled tele-romp conference call. It is even more exciting with video chat.
Joanne finally convinced me that tit fucking could be fun. There was a lot of silliness that night. In return, we both discovered how pleasurable anal sex is and the various ways of doing it. No other woman I have met has shown that much of a sexual appetite.
Suzanne and I spent a lot of time together that summer. We learned how to please each other sexually and emotionally. While she would never have the chest that Joanne had, she liked riding my cock in all the ways she could get it into her body. There were days when I could not get it up enough to satisfy her.
While Renee and I would fool around occasionally, and certainly kiss every chance we got, we never had a lot of sex, but we did become fast friends. Something that made future girlfriends very jealous.
And Cassie. Sweet Cassie. But that too is another story.
I had lived a sheltered life, and several women and come into that shelter and yanked me out of it. And I am so delighted they did.