I was always a somewhat cool k** in school. In high school, I had convinced most of my friends that I was a ladies man. In truth, I had never even kis...ed a girl. This continued in college. I had a ladies man reputation but, in truth still hadn't kissed a girl. I'm sure my first kiss occurred in some bar in college to some random girl but, I really have no memory of it. Still, I had not even seen or touched a breast by the time I graduated college. After graduating college I got a job and moved. Then I did a little dance, my pecker sticking straight out and so hard it hurt. We both laughed some more and she commented on my nice package. Terry asked if her daughter enjoyed my cock. I told Terry that we not done that yet and that I was still a virgin and hoping to change that soon. Then I told Terry that she was smokin hot and that her husband was a lucky man. Terry looked back at me and said that there was no way I was a virgin. She said she had never been with a virgin. Terry said. It had to be more than forty years ago, he thought, that little girl over in Charleston. He spent a few minutes trying to remember the girl's name. It was at a picnic, he remembered, but he didn't remember why she'd taken her shirt off. Oh yeah, he thought, it was Agnes, and we were at that-anti war rally in the summer of 1966 or 67. He hadn't done anything with Agnes, other than look at her like a thousand other students and protesters in the park. He tried to remember what it had felt like to. Black, white, Hispanic, young and old, they all take their turns. They grip your hips and pull you onto their cocks and fuck you furiously, not so much thinking about you as just wanting to get their nut off, to fill a beautiful young woman with their cum. A couple of the men come back for a second turn at you. But not everyone participates. Some of the men are content to watch. Others might want to, but their girlfriends/wives won’t let them. When they are done I come back out and.