I can’t remember exactly when it changed – when I stopped being innocent. Memory is a strange thing, and some stuff is indelibly marked on my mind...��s eye, while other things (which you’d think were important) are hazy. So I can’t remember the date this happened, and I can’t even remember whether I was still 14, or just turned 15.But I know exactly what happened, and exactly where.Some friends and I went shopping in the local city centre, in northern England, pretty much every weekend. We weren’t. It was a pretty impressive orgasm. Of course, as hers started, the urgency hit my balls and I exploded inside her, and then just hung on for dear life. Ivan was about two seconds behind me, and made a hell of a noise, they had to hear it in the lounge. I looked to the door and saw it was open, with Trixie and Marcia standing in the doorway looking very hot. Trixie nodded at me, mouthed “good one” and closed the door.Ivan rolled of and lay beside us, I expected Joy to follow, but she. Her strategy appeared to revolve around trapping my hands between or under her legs, and since I didn't really object to my hands being in that vicinity, I didn't fight to keep my hands away from that area too hard.. This fight didn't go on too long before her brother grew bored of being on the sidelines. He came over, jumped on me and said "tagging in".I tried to mostly ignore him, as his sister was the "real threat" but he started saying "you gotta sit out, it's my turn", so eventually she. I lightly wiggled my thumb into her ass, exploring her anal cavity for the first time."Go slow," she said.My thumb lubricated the opening to her ass. I pulled my finger out when I felt she was ready and got up on my knees behind her. With a deep breath, I lined my cock up with her anus. I slowly began to push forwards, hoping I wasn't going to hurt her. The swollen head of my cock pressed into Mom's tight hole. I slid a couple inches into her and stopped to allow Mom's body to adjust. A minute.