We spread it out upon some flat ground, and I sat, prepared to gorge upon my sandwich. But Chelsea had other ideas. "Let's have some quick fun before ...e eat. I so want at you, Lisa." Oh, Chelsea, control yourself," responded Lisa, "we don't want to embarrass our friend here, do we?" Of course we do, or perhaps instead he will like it and join in." And with that Chelsea pushed Lisa down and straddled her stomach. I sat intrigued as I watched her pin Lisa's arms above her and then lowered her. In spite of the guilt, I never looked back. Since that first time, I have masturbated at least daily and I have enjoyed all types of sex with women every chance I have had. My first sexual experience came some years later with my first serious girlfriend. She was a petite with longish blonde hair, bright blue eyes, fair skin, large breasts and a few extra pounds. I began talking with her in late December and our first serious make-out session was in early February on the couch in her apartment.. Pat and Mary sat on our issue sofa together, chatting about the past few years working together and living in over the job.Well I woke it was to see my wife deep in a long snog with her friend, and I found that rather exciting. It turned out they had been a bit more than just friends and were keen to continue their sexual tryst. Now me I am like the rest of the male population and was keen to enjoy whatever was on offer, especially if I could get a bit of a fresh pussy.That night I found out. “I got some breakfast, you hungry?” she asked.As the smell of bacon reached my nose my stomach growled loudly.“I guess that answers that.” she laughed as I opened the door for her.“Um, thank you, come in, uh how did you know where?”“Where you lived?” she laughed again, I loved that laugh, a silvery sound with a throaty undertone that just rang with pure joy.“I asked Miss Price at the shop. She knows everything and everyone. So I asked her if she knew of a guy called Pearce who had died last.