They sat and talked about the job, told jokes, danced to the jukebox and had a good time. By the end of the third month Doreen was accepted as one of ...he group - not that she had not been accepted before, but now she was one of 'them'. Before, the off color jokes were not told when she was around, the men did not flirt with her, and there was none of the good natured 'toucy-feely' on the dance floor. She smiled at that - in the last two months she'd had more cocks pressed against her than she'd. I was twelve and for the first time I had some shape, not much and I was well behind most of my class but when you've been so scrawny anything was welcome. My days and nights were filled with thoughts of boys and sex, pretty normal for a young girl whose body was surging with hormones. It was only shortly after that I experience my first taste of sex that may have shaped out my future."Grab 'er," some boy shouted and I was grabbed from behind.I had been walking home across the fields and I had. Pulling back my foreskin I rubbed my swollen cock helmet against her clit and on into her warm juicy cunt. I thrust slowly in as deep as I could into the smooth depths of her belly and she then gripped my shaft using her pelvic muscles which made my withdrawal so much more pleasurable for both of us. I then thrust again, again and again each time she repeated her gripping technique until I could feel the tell tale signs of an approaching orgasm building deep in my balls. With a final thrust I. "The passion is gone, the imagination is gone. Now it?s amechanical, insipid thing. We kiss each other, you stick it in me, wetry two or three different positions and I always finish on top. We doit only once a night, and always at night. It?s fucking boring." But a few days ago, we started in the living room and ended up sittingin front of the mirror?" A few days ago? How long ago? A month? Two months? And, in between,only routine ordinary fucks from a routine ordinary couple. But I am.