Part One, getting to know my world coming of age:
With those words from my closest friend (Cher) in high school, I realized that I had somehow happened upon a path that was exciting, exhilarating but needed some serious reconsideration. Now nothing about how I ended up in my sexual circumstances is really that predictable. I guess I should start with a bit about me growing up and my influential "cast of characters" along the way. My friends from down the street, both a year older than me, were Matt and Jay. We, along with Cher and my year younger sister hung out together throughout our growing up and coming of age. We did all of the normal suburban neighborhood stuff and hung out all summer, later doing high school stuff, parties, hiking, hanging out at Matt's pool and hanging out in the summer at a hidden little beach along the river that Matt's dad had showed us one time. The river was very dangerous so there really wasn't any swimming at all, so people stayed away. Our little hidden gem had a sandy area where we could wade up to our waists, but other than that we didn't go in the river. Many people drowned in the river and it was and "Off Limits" area for service members stationed at the base nearby. Sometimes there were boats on the river, but for the most part we never saw anybody out there.
Matt lived at home with his dad, who was really young when Matt was born. He was probably mid-thirties in age during this period of time. He was a cool guy, old hippie seeming guy but not the dirty hippy type. Very smart, pretty fit, laid back and an avid hiker. He always had his "libertine" friends over, girls in their twenties and early thirties sunning topless, guys in the same age range, great parties and especially pool parties. They were always cool with us hanging at the pool parties with them for the most part. That said, one time one of the older guys there grumbled drunkenly about why Matt's dad had the "jail bait" hanging around at the pool. He was quickly put in his place but for some reason that became my new nickname for a brief period. "Jailbait" all the time from Matt and Jay. (I was soon to be "legal" anyway, but the name took for awhile, not that any of us were doing anything sexual at that party. A couple of the girls at the party told me not to worry about it because I would be dealing with "asshole guys" for the rest of my life. They told me to call guys like that out as assholes and do as I wanted. That lesson stayed with me forever! We often went hiking with Matt's dad guiding and sometimes camping as we got older. They came along with my dad and me when we went hiking and camping as well, but my dad's hiking wasn't low key stuff, it was hard hikes in the mountains.
We never hung out at Jay's house but he lived with his mom and dad and a sister who was younger. We hung out mostly at my house where we had a small grass alley on the side of the garage and as the guys got older they parked there instead of on the street. Dad was cool and we would grab beer out of the fridge and just chill and hang out. Sometimes in the house. sometimes in the back yard and sometimes just sit in the car and drink a bit and listen to music. We had typical, low key parties when my parents went out of town but never very crowded at all. Mostly innocuous stuff early on. Eventually as we got a bit older Matt's dad would let us have a joint to smoke in the back yard. He was cool that way and my dad really didn't mind, if he ever even knew at all. He was a very well educated professional but it was funny because he actually had pot growing in the back yard. All in all, it was a pretty laid back time for us. We all did really well in school, never got in trouble and worked part time as we got old enough. Just your normal suburban/country type kids. None of us was "popular' in school and we didn't really care. We weren't nerds or anything, just kind of invisible.
I was smart and cute, but not "beautiful". My breasts developed early and I was pretty self conscious about it. The guys teased me relentlessly about it and I really hated it until I got a bit older. I became fascinated with the cheerleader types I went to school with and saw everything in the shower after Phys Ed class. In those days we were required to shower after class or we got a zero for the day. The shower was very quickly accomplished, and conducted in a communal shower with several shower heads attached to a single pole in various places in the shower room. I did get lots of looks in the shower and assumed it was because I was one of the girls with very well developed breasts and a nice body. I felt good about that finally.
My discovery with my own sexual pleasure developed very early along with my breasts and I constantly explored and pleasured myself through rubbing and masturbation. My nipples being rubbed were very sensitive and the rest of me was too. I discovered that I really enjoyed the feeling of my ass being stimulated and then eventually even penetrated by my fingers and then by various objects. I experienced orgasms often and was addicted. By this time the boys were hot for the girls and the girls for the boys. Normal older school stuff that most people probably went through.
I had been through the "paper over the windows, high school girls only class" so I understood about how things worked. It wasn't a "sex ed" class but I was thankful that I had learned those things at a young age. I knew two things for certain. I had NO INTEREST in losing my virginity and getting pregnant or some disease and simultaneously that I was really addicted to the feelings of sexual arousal and orgasm. Soon I would learn much more.
End of part 1 Sorry, but you have to understand this stuff to understand my journey.
Mrs Hotwife
With those words from my closest friend (Cher) in high school, I realized that I had somehow happened upon a path that was exciting, exhilarating but needed some serious reconsideration. Now nothing about how I ended up in my sexual circumstances is really that predictable. I guess I should start with a bit about me growing up and my influential "cast of characters" along the way. My friends from down the street, both a year older than me, were Matt and Jay. We, along with Cher and my year younger sister hung out together throughout our growing up and coming of age. We did all of the normal suburban neighborhood stuff and hung out all summer, later doing high school stuff, parties, hiking, hanging out at Matt's pool and hanging out in the summer at a hidden little beach along the river that Matt's dad had showed us one time. The river was very dangerous so there really wasn't any swimming at all, so people stayed away. Our little hidden gem had a sandy area where we could wade up to our waists, but other than that we didn't go in the river. Many people drowned in the river and it was and "Off Limits" area for service members stationed at the base nearby. Sometimes there were boats on the river, but for the most part we never saw anybody out there.
Matt lived at home with his dad, who was really young when Matt was born. He was probably mid-thirties in age during this period of time. He was a cool guy, old hippie seeming guy but not the dirty hippy type. Very smart, pretty fit, laid back and an avid hiker. He always had his "libertine" friends over, girls in their twenties and early thirties sunning topless, guys in the same age range, great parties and especially pool parties. They were always cool with us hanging at the pool parties with them for the most part. That said, one time one of the older guys there grumbled drunkenly about why Matt's dad had the "jail bait" hanging around at the pool. He was quickly put in his place but for some reason that became my new nickname for a brief period. "Jailbait" all the time from Matt and Jay. (I was soon to be "legal" anyway, but the name took for awhile, not that any of us were doing anything sexual at that party. A couple of the girls at the party told me not to worry about it because I would be dealing with "asshole guys" for the rest of my life. They told me to call guys like that out as assholes and do as I wanted. That lesson stayed with me forever! We often went hiking with Matt's dad guiding and sometimes camping as we got older. They came along with my dad and me when we went hiking and camping as well, but my dad's hiking wasn't low key stuff, it was hard hikes in the mountains.
We never hung out at Jay's house but he lived with his mom and dad and a sister who was younger. We hung out mostly at my house where we had a small grass alley on the side of the garage and as the guys got older they parked there instead of on the street. Dad was cool and we would grab beer out of the fridge and just chill and hang out. Sometimes in the house. sometimes in the back yard and sometimes just sit in the car and drink a bit and listen to music. We had typical, low key parties when my parents went out of town but never very crowded at all. Mostly innocuous stuff early on. Eventually as we got a bit older Matt's dad would let us have a joint to smoke in the back yard. He was cool that way and my dad really didn't mind, if he ever even knew at all. He was a very well educated professional but it was funny because he actually had pot growing in the back yard. All in all, it was a pretty laid back time for us. We all did really well in school, never got in trouble and worked part time as we got old enough. Just your normal suburban/country type kids. None of us was "popular' in school and we didn't really care. We weren't nerds or anything, just kind of invisible.
I was smart and cute, but not "beautiful". My breasts developed early and I was pretty self conscious about it. The guys teased me relentlessly about it and I really hated it until I got a bit older. I became fascinated with the cheerleader types I went to school with and saw everything in the shower after Phys Ed class. In those days we were required to shower after class or we got a zero for the day. The shower was very quickly accomplished, and conducted in a communal shower with several shower heads attached to a single pole in various places in the shower room. I did get lots of looks in the shower and assumed it was because I was one of the girls with very well developed breasts and a nice body. I felt good about that finally.
My discovery with my own sexual pleasure developed very early along with my breasts and I constantly explored and pleasured myself through rubbing and masturbation. My nipples being rubbed were very sensitive and the rest of me was too. I discovered that I really enjoyed the feeling of my ass being stimulated and then eventually even penetrated by my fingers and then by various objects. I experienced orgasms often and was addicted. By this time the boys were hot for the girls and the girls for the boys. Normal older school stuff that most people probably went through.
I had been through the "paper over the windows, high school girls only class" so I understood about how things worked. It wasn't a "sex ed" class but I was thankful that I had learned those things at a young age. I knew two things for certain. I had NO INTEREST in losing my virginity and getting pregnant or some disease and simultaneously that I was really addicted to the feelings of sexual arousal and orgasm. Soon I would learn much more.
End of part 1 Sorry, but you have to understand this stuff to understand my journey.
Mrs Hotwife
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