Mo's Adventures - Pushing the Boundaries
Copyright© 2020 by LittleMo
Chapter 1
True Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Exploring group sex and interracial relationships with some coercion. Starting with a school dance.
Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Mult Teenagers Coercion Consensual Heterosexual True Story Gang Bang Group Sex Interracial Black Male White Male White Female
My doctor had called me in as a new contraceptive pill was available; reportedly without the side effects that prevented my receiving early types.
I had to wait a while before the new pills became effective and marked my diary with an asterisk (*).
The day was a Friday and Adam had been pursuing me for some time. He took my cherry in the showers.
I had planned to go to the school dance on Saturday and see what developed with a more leisurely approach as he had left me with a delightful tingle.
My plans were disrupted when a water pipe burst in the ceiling of the school sports hall and Adam rang to say he would be out with friends.as the dance was cancelled.
During the day, I was chatting with a girlfriend when she told me of another dance at the large Comprehensive on the other side of town.
I was unable to contact Adam but left a message for him at his home.
I caught a bus across town and paid for my ticket at the door.
I stood at the edge of the dance floor watching the dancers when a boy I didn’t know invited me to dance. Of course, I didn’t know anyone, but you have to start somewhere. When the dance finished, my hand was gripped by yet another boy and he whirled me onto the dance floor.
I was thirsty and my current partner, Alan, took me to some tables where some sort of fruit punch and bowls of crisps had been laid out. He poured a paper cup of the punch then, winking conspiratorially pulled a bottle from his pocket and poured a glug into each of our cups. I recognised the aroma and taste as whisky, grinned at Alan and took a swallow.
He began letting his hands roam over my clothing and I was enjoying the attention and did nothing to stop him.
The music stopped and I was suddenly in the arms of a new partner. Who held my buttocks and pulled me into the hardness in his groin.
We stopped at the refreshment table and this time he poured a measure of vodka for me. (“No smell” he said with a laugh).
I laughed. He gently tugged my blouse from the waist of my skirt and he stroked my belly and back,
The music and the boy changed, this one with more vodka.
It felt nice with the arms around me and did not resist when one said “let’s pop in here”
He opened a door and we stepped into a classroom in pitch darkness.
His lips and tongue pressed mine open while his hands pushed my bra aside to allow him access.
I was slow to realise it but a second mouth teased my nipples while another pair of hands eased my panties down over my hips.
It was too nice to stop and I let them strip me and bend me over a table. A penis entered my eager pussy from behind while another slid between my lips.
“What is she like?” A third voice asked.
“Fabulous!” said the one reaming my mouth. There was a confirmatory grunt from behind me.
A small light came on from somewhere and I heard the quiet whirr of a videa camera.
My mouth filled with cum and I swallowed to the delight of the boys and a new penis with bright ginger bush slipped into my mouth.
They took turns and I rocked beneath them.
When they finished, I slowly dressed and went to the toilets to clean up.
It was a week later and I had ridden my bicycle to the library to change a couple of books.
It was a warm sunny day and I was quietly coasting along when two boys stepped out into the path in front, big grins across their faces. I recognised one as one of the boys at the dance.
“Hello Mo!” one said (I think his name was “Joey”)., “Fancy seeing you here!”.
“I have just been to the library!” I responded.
The two closed in on either side of the bike and the other one (Laurence?) told me what a wonderful night he had had at the dance. As he spoke, Joey placed his hand on my knee and I wondered if I should have worn trousers instead of a skirt.
“You really seemed to enjoy all of us touching you” said Laurence. “We thought we should meet again soon”
Joey’s hand was now under my skirt stroking the soft flesh of my inner thigh.
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