That was my introduction to ass-fucking 101 and it was a lesson I was never to forget the rest of my adult life.I had been “passed around” and gon... “around the world” and “sixty-nined” by foster brothers, sisters and even parents during that entire period learning all the ins and outs of natural and unnatural sex and various fetishes that would fill a library with erotic content of all sorts of depraved scenarios.Still, there was always good amongst the bad and some of the families were. I’d prefer to keep to my routine.’ ‘What about joining me? I’ve got plans for dinner that afternoon.’ ‘Will you be alone?’ ‘No, actually I’ll be with a group of… friends. Kind of. Helping serve dinner at a shelter.’ I tried to picture that. Whatever she meant by ‘shelter’ sounded like something with a lot of unfamiliar people. I could see no good in forcing myself to do that. ‘I think I’ll stick to my plans,’ I concluded. ‘I think it could be really good for you,’ she insisted, sounding. I swallowed it down asit spurted in, but when he was totally drained I sat up, opened thewindow, and pretended to spit it out.He was lying back, drained, and said, "Baby, that was the best - howdid you learn to do that?"I answered, "My mom taught me, and you were the first."He just said, "Well you were unbelievable. Can I take you out againsometime?"I said, "Call me."He gave me a quick kiss and got out of the car, and I slid over anddrove home.The school year was over, I graduated with good. She reached for her cigarette pack and took one out, wait, that's not a cigarette. Although I try to stay in shape I'm not adverse to smoking a little grass now and then so I know a joint when I see one and that's what she was holding. After lighting it up she took a deep toke and held it in her lungs. I stroked my meat watching her chest heave with every inhale. After she finished it, throwing the roach into the garden beside her, she took a sip of her wine and settled back. I thought that.