I was crying out as I felt the brutal penetrations but this only seemed to spur them on. I was being fucked like a slut for what I realized later had ...een over twenty minutes. I was gasping and grunting, begging them to stop and then pleading with them not to! I was racked with one orgasm after another, I thought I would black out. Then all of a sudden it was like an explosion. We all cried out! James's and Jess's cocks were thrust into me as far as they could possibly get them. Spasm after. He ran his own lawn care business with a crew of about thirty people working for him. The entire day was usually spent going from one place to another to make sure that everyone was working. He asked, “What do you have to tell me?”With a little gesture towards John’s house, Ed said, “Your neighbor John has a cat. It’s a full grown cougar. I came by just to let you know, so that you won’t shoot it thinking it’s a wild animal.”Laughing, Carlos shook his head in wonder. He had only met John once. My pussy was so wet there were juices sliding out of it. I reached down and using my thumb I slowly dragged it up, parting my soft pussy lips and brushing against my hard clit. Running it back down, I dipped the tip of my thumb into my cunt, then dragged it back up my pussy lips, spreading my wetness. My whole pussy was so soft and slippery and wet.While my right hand teased my clit and pussy lips my left hand returned to my breast, to play with and pinch my rock hard nipple. Blindly, I. Sex education was left to the individual, and misconceptions were the norm. It was the mid-sixties and early seventies.We are now in our early sixties and for years we never spoke of our teenage “sins”. But, recently, having found many others sharing their experiences on the internet, I decided, that unlike our first tentative encounters in which my sister tended to make the first overtures, I would share some of the stories I had found with my sister and see how she reacted. The stories proved.