So at River Stream Middle School (fake name) was probably my first physical sexual encounter, and it was really awkward and weird. I won't pretend lik... I was an innocent little girl, I knew sexual stuff and constantly joked about it, but I was still a virgin and I never masturbated. I barely even consider this sexual because it was completely on accident.So in 7th grade I did wrestling for the first time. I was the only girl on the team and no I wasn't gangbanged, no one acted any differently. “Heh, no problem,” I assured her. My dick bouncing and dripping as I walked, I lifted my computer bag from the floor by the door and dug into the pocket. “I have more!”“Oh, yes!” her face brightened as she smiled at the two-pack I was holding up, and wiggled her hips before sauntering over to me. I tore into one, and even though I calculated the probability of my dick in her mouth being just about zero, I was happy enough to cover it again, in anticipation of getting it back into her. Her wince stayed as she gasped from the pain. He held still, watching her face. Slowly the pain subsided from the intrusion. She smiled slightly and barely nodded her, head telling him to continue. Henry pulled back, nearly removing his cock. With just the head left in, he thrust fully into her hard. She groaned as he started to slowly but deeply thrust into her. His cock slid deep into her, each hard thrust starting to feel good to her. Slowly her groans turned to moans, egging Henry on,. “Ooooh…. so hot.” She said. The fingers slipped in deeper. spreading my open, wider and wider. I moaned with delight. Now there were fingers on my clit too, lightly flicking it. I wiggled my hips backward, trying to get more of that delicious hand inside me. My pussy was being split open wider and wider. I gasped as I felt her knuckles and wrist enter me. Slowly, I felt the entire hand inside me start to widen. I moaned loudly, realizing that I was being fist-fucked. The sensations were.