Hi my name is Jill. This story is about my own personal discovery of sex, how I embarked on my journey of sexual discovery and, especially, how thoroughly I’ve enjoyed that journey so far!

It was in the early 1960s I felt the first stirrings of an interest in sex. I can still vividly remember a particular incident, when I was in my early teens, when something happened that alerted me to a curious difference between boys and girls. Since I’d been very young I used to, usually on a Saturday morning when we didn’t have school, pop into my brother’s bed with him for a play fight, talk about books, gossip and other trivia. My brother, Richard, was a couple of years older that me and never seemed to mind a ‘visit’ from his ‘baby sister’. On this particular occasion I’d put a magazine that I’d brought with me at the bottom of the bed and in stretching out to reach it and pass it up to Richard I noticed something hard that I’d knocked against.’What’s that?’ I asked. ‘What’s what?’ he replied. ‘There’s something hard in your bed,’ I said. Richard had turned bright red, ‘Oh, that!’ he spluttered, ‘It’s my torch. I use it for reading under the covers at night.’ I thought nothing more about it, at the time anyway. But I couldn’t get it off my mind. It didn’t seem it could have been a torch ... so what could it have been?

Shortly after that, Richard, started to get a bit coy about letting me join him in his bed on a Saturday anymore. I was a bit sad about that but my mum just said it’s quite common for boys, and girls, to move on in their lives and change as they grew up.

Several months after that curious incident with Richard a cousin of ours, Nick, came to stay with us for a few months whilst his parent’s, my aunt and uncle, had to go abroad for a while as part of their work. I was now in my mid teens I guess. I’d started to masturbate. From what we girls used to talk about (and guess about!) I was now pretty certain that I knew what Richard’s ‘torch’ really was — an erect cock!! I used to fantasise about having been allowed to see it and feel it. It seemed like a missed opportunity that may never be repeated. How wrong I was. Nick was about 4 or 5 years older than me and I kept noticing how he would keep looking at me especially in my chest area where my breasts were starting to grow sizeably. I could have been embarrassed but I wasn’t at all. In fact I felt quite empowered. One morning I was getting ready for school and as I stripped off my nightie I noticed, in my dressing table mirror, Nick peering at me through my slightly opened bedroom door. Naked, as I was, I tried not to turn a hair and, pretending I’d never seen him, continued to dress. On went my navy blue regulation school knickers, my bra, my vest, shirt, tie, skirt and, finally, my cardigan. I briefly moved out of Nick’s view and, unseen to him, advanced towards my bedroom door. Pulling it fully open in a flash, I said very matter of factly, ‘Oh, hi there Nick!’. My eyes were immediately drawn down to his groin where there was no mistaking my first hard cock. Nick spluttered as I pulled him into my bedroom and closed the door. ‘So, what are you up to. As if I couldn’t guess,’ I exaggerated. ‘Nothing,’ replied Nick, ‘I just happened to be passing.’ ‘No you weren’t. I was watching you as I got dressed. I wonder how often you done this without me noticing?’ I said. ‘Please don’t tell your mum. They might throw me out!’ he pleaded, ‘I promise I won’t do it again.’ ‘Now that would be a shame,’ I said, ‘I can think of a better solution. Now take your hands away from your cock? Prick? Penis ... whatever you want to call it and let me look at it.’ Obviously, the shock of being caught out by me had had a rather detrimental affect on the size of it but it was fantastic to see one ‘in the flesh’. ‘Were you masturbating at my bedroom door?’ I asked. ‘Yes. I’m sorry but you just look so very sexy I can’t help but watch you and think about you and, yes, as I do that my cock does get very excited I’m afraid and I just have to rub it.’ ‘So do you have a cum - is that what they call it? — does stuff come out of the end of it and everything?’ I enquired. ‘Usually, I have to scoot back to my bedroom, grab my hankie, and cum into that,’ he replied. ‘OK,’ I said, ‘When I get back from school tonight I think we’ll need to take things a little further. In particular I’ll need to see your cock erect, please. Then I’d like to see you rub it. And then to see your cum come out. OK? Otherwise, I’m sorry, I’ll have to tell mum.’ ‘Oh, don’t do that, Jill. I’ll do anything you want me to do. That’s a promise,’ he pleaded.

The whole time I was at school that day I couldn’t really settle and the day seemed endless. My mind was definitely elsewhere and my pussy was both swollen and very wet. I’d never known it like that before. When I got back home Nick was in the house on his own having just had a couple of lectures that day at the College he attended. My mum was out visiting her mum and my brother was at football practice at school. ‘OK, Nick, you still up for what we agreed this morning?’ I asked. ‘Yes, I suppose so,’ he replied hesitatingly. ‘Off we go then.’ I said and we went up to my bedroom. ‘Right,’ I instructed him, ‘Off with your clothes.’ He slowly removed everything and I got up lovely and close to his cock which was, rather disappointingly rather soft. ‘Well,’ I said, ‘Usually I get changed when I get home — but you may know that already — so it may help your cock to get swollen if I took some of my clothes off. Would you like that?’ He nodded his approval of my idea and so I started to remove some of them. I slipped out of my cardigan, took my tie off and undid, and removed my skirt. Sitting on my bed in blouse and knickers seemed to do the trick. ‘Now, that’s better,’ I remarked as Nick started to stroke his cock. By now it was magnificently huge. Its tip was getting very purple whilst the rest of it was getting a very angry red. ‘I’ll need to get a hanky or tissue to cum into,’ he said. I pulled out a hanky from by dressing table drawer and, going very close to his cock, said, ‘Should I try and catch it?’ ‘You can try,’ he murmured, ‘But it can spray anywhere sometimes!’ With that I noticed the hole in the end of his cock suddenly open and out squirted all his white spunk. Try as I might I couldn’t catch much of it with my stupid little hanky so had to go round the room on all fours wiping up the residue.

‘That was spectacular!’ I exclaimed. ‘Can we do it again sometime. And, maybe, I could take more of my clothes off so you can see my breasts next time. I’ve got so much to learn, Nick, and I think you’re just the person to teach me. Thank you that was wonderful.’

Over the next couple of months that Nick stayed with us he and I had so many sex sessions. Firstly, centred around his lovely cock as I learnt how to touch it, rub it and get it to squirt its cum out. Once or twice I tried sucking his cock. Once, however, whilst doing so he started to cum in my mouth before I, and he, were ready and I got an absolute mouthful which I found a bit hard to deal with. I had tasted it a few days earlier and it was ok but, as I said, a large load was a bit too much so I became a bit wary after that. I gradually exposed more of my body to him letting him play with my breasts, sucking and stroking them which was so exciting. Then after watching me masturbate, firstly, in my knickers then in his full view with my knickers off we moved on to touching my pussy and clitoris, stroking it, rubbing it and, eventually, licking and sucking it (which was lovely) till I had a cum. Eventually, the time was fast approaching for Nick’s parents to return, pick him up and take him home. Before that happened I asked him whether he thought we should have a first fuck together? We both thought we should so one afternoon when I returned from school and there was nobody else in the house, except Nick and I, we went into my bedroom and quickly stripped off. As ever, Nick, was beautifully solid in the cock department. He licked and gently rubbed my pussy until it was well juiced up and placed his cock on my pussy lips ready to ease it in. ‘This might hurt a bit,’ he said, ‘As I break through your hymen.’ ‘OK,’I replied as I braced myself. But, for some reason, there was no resistance and his cock quickly filled up my pussy. Slowly, both of us, started to move to enjoy the sensation of cock and pussy rubbing against each other. Regrettably, we couldn’t keep going for long before Nick called out, ‘I’m going to cum, Jill,’ and slid his cock out. Almost immediately I felt the rampant member spattering its load of spunk onto my pussy, tummy and breasts. I quickly stroked my pussy to release my own orgasm. Mmmm!! ‘That was brilliant,’ we both agreed. ‘Thank you, Nick. That’s been the most wonderful set of lessons I’ve ever had. A real education.’ Nick went home two days later. It was very sad for me. I’d undoubtably miss him and although I wasn’t in love with him we’d had such a journey together that I’d never forget him even if we never had any ‘real’ time together again.

I now knew so much more about sex. About how to get the most out of it. How to wank myself, how to wank a boy and, now, how to fuck. I realised, also, that I needed to have lots of sex if I could. I desperately wanted to see, fondle, rub and suck boy’s cocks and, especially, have them insert them in my vagina. And, although I hadn’t had an orgasm with Nick’s cock inside me I knew I needed to experience that as soon as I could.

At school I wasn’t exactly the most desired girl amongst my classmates, or my year group even, but a couple of boys from the year above me started to hang around me a bit and, eventually, one of them asked me out. Dan, seemed to be a sweet, considerate boy and I quite liked him. He and I agreed to meet up at the local cinema on the following Saturday afternoon. The film was a Western which I wasn’t very keen on to be frank but I did have an ulterior motive that, basically, did not rely on whatever was being shown. No, I wanted his cock! We watched for a while and exchanged a little bit of smalltalk, then he started to snake his arm around me, then leant towards me to give me a kiss. I kissed him back. (This is going to take ages at this rate I thought so I’ll push it on a bit!). Taking his ‘spare’ arm I managed to manipulate his hand onto my breast. I could tell he was a bit taken aback but started to rub my breast rather roughly. I, in the meantime, had placed my hand on the front of his trousers. I removed his hand from my breast and, lifting my skirt a little, guided it up towards my pussy. Poor boy, I think he was rather flummoxed. He didn’t know what to do with his hand or fingers up there. He sort of stroked me on my knickers nowhere near my pussy, or more importantly my clitoris so I tried to make it easier for him by pulling the leg of my knickers to one side and, grabbing his fingers slid them onto and into my pussy. Although his fumbling was not having much of an effect on me it certainly was on him. His cock was trying to burst out of his trousers. So I let it. With my hanky ready (it was up the sleeve of my cardigan) I stroked a reasonable sized cock with a firm grip. He lasted seconds. I felt the first throes of his cum starting and quickly wrapped my hanky around the end of his cock. I think I got most of his spunk but I guess we wouldn’t know that until we got out into the daylight. ‘I’ll let you do it to me if you like, Dan,’ I whispered. ‘What? Do you mean fuck you?’ he gasped. ‘Mmm, I certainly do,’ I replied.

Dan and I had a few good times together. A few lovely fucks and plenty of petting when I was on my period. He was kind and gentle. He listened and did his best to please me and, generally, succeeded I’m please to say. He gave me my first fucked cum and I loved it. So much so I couldn’t bear him to stop. I came again but he was having to hold back his cum, because neither of us want to risk having a baby, so I had let him out of my pussy for his ejaculation. But I did discover that I could, if I was in the right mood, have multiple orgasms. It was something completely new because when I wanked myself I would sometimes go on and have another one or two but having a cock inside, making me cum, was very special. Regrettably, Dan and I had to break up when his mum and dad came home early one day and found us fucking each other like mad! Both naked and totally oblivious. Despite the shock of their return Dan must have been so close to cumming that when he pulled his cock out of me, and with his parents standing there, he couldn’t stop his spunk spraying out. Exciting! (to me, anyway). They thought he shouldn’t see me again for some reason.