..This is my first story so I thought I'd start at the very beginning, my first orgasm when I was in the First grade. All of my stories are my real se...ual experiences.I was six years old living in a nice suburb of Southern California. I'm of Mexican, Spanish and Native American decent. Which resulted in dark straight brown hair, almost black, olive skin and almond exotic looking brown eyes. I had long hair down to my waist and straight cut bangs. One of my best friends, Christina lived next. That's half of it right there, isn't it?" Clive admitted to the others."Sweetie, trust me when I tell you that I really do plan to put you out to stud. The more I think of it, the more the you fuck around, the less trouble you can cause for yourself and others. Besides, it's not as if Connie and I won't be slutting our way around the ship, because we will," Kari confirmed, reaching for Robert's crotch now."Well, he's welcome to fuck my concubines and myself whenever you're okay with that,". This took the form of them disappearing upstairs in her bed room, not to surface for a week. Everyone walked around this elephant without talking about it. Mostly I was jealous of the serviceman.One warm afternoon Sally, Gerry and I were chatting in their family room, a bright place with lots of plants and a southern exposure. We'd been looking at photo albums together, sitting on a pillow-strewn day bed. I can't remember how I came to be sitting on the day bed in the first place, but I. It seems I was wrong. He cares more about being a coach than he does about being with me apparently. Always has. I’m too nice to tell him to choose though. So here I am. I’m tired of waiting for him to do anything to me, no matter how badly I want him to. No matter how turned on I am. I don’t think he even realizes it anymore. I spend a lot of time online listening to audio porn, dripping wet, wishing I wasn’t alone. Wishing I didn’t need to reach down and touch myself. Feel how swollen my clit.