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Learning to love sex in the 1960's Pt (fm:one-on-one, 5513 words)

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Amanda is seduced by her father's best friend in 1964 ... then marries his son!
 


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“Good girl.” He grinned and cupped my breast in his hand and gently squeezed it, making me sigh and let out a little moan.

“Is that nice?” he grinned, squeezing even tighter as he began shaking it. I had no idea how to respond so nodded, as it really was nice.

Percy Sr moved again and kissed me on the lips. Again, I didn’t respond – I didn’t know how to. His tongue began pressing against my lips and as I unintentionally opened them to ask him to stop, his fat nicotine flavoured tongue shot inside my mouth and began flicking in every direction.

I was so concentrated on his kiss I’d missed him unbuttoning my blouse and was now sliding his chubby fingers inside my bra.

My chest was hurling with fear and excitement as his hand glided inside the bra and cupped my naked breast. His fingers pinched my nipple making me wince and gasp, as his whisky drenched tongue poked deeper in my mouth.

In my mind I tried to push his tongue out with mine, but that just made his kissing even more enthusiastic as he thought I was reciprocating. Truth be told, the way we were kissing and his groping my naked breast was having a strange effect on me, and I began wriggling in my seat as the ‘itch’ between my legs materialised.

My Dad’s friend broke our kiss and whispered, “Good girl …. Do you like that?” as he shook my breast and rubbed my nipple with his thumb and forefinger again. I was so excited I had to bite on my bottom lip as I slightly nodded.

“Let’s get this off … and them out.” He chuckled as he returned to unbuttoning my blouse.

Once loose he began pulling it and my anorak off my shoulders. In a daze I let him, even sitting forward to let him pull them fully off. “I’m no good with those contraptions at the back, so take your bra off so I can get a proper look at your lovely tits.”

Still shaking with fear and excitement I did as instructed, slowly dropping the straps down my arms while keeping the cups firmly in place.

Percy Sr. playfully looked disappointed before smiling, “You’ve come this far Dear, take it off or me.”

I closed my eyes and removed my bra, dropping it on the dashboard.

“My God your tits are as incredible as I’d dreamt.” He chuckled again before dropping his head between them and began kissing and licking my fleshy mounds, alternating with gently sucking on my tingling nipples; all of which made me sigh and moan.

I had no idea how to react but found myself cradling his head as his mouth went from one breast to the other as the tingle became more intense.

As I was wriggling in the front seat I felt his hand stroking my knee, then when I didn’t react it slid higher onto my thigh where he stroked the thick nylon welt of my stocking tops on each leg.

Percy Sr. looked up and winked, “spread them wider for me.” I complied and robotically edged down the seat, as he went back to forcefully suckling my nipples and sliding his hand to my suspender straps which he tugged and snapped before stroking my mound through my knickers then inside them.

“Oh god!” I gasped as his fingers scratched against my pubes, then hesitantly between my legs, where one finger gradually stroked my vagina lips which felt even more pronounced than usual.

My breathing was now getting heavier and heavier as his finger now pressed harder against my slit. I didn’t know why but I began thrusting my hips to meet the finger pushing against my private parts.

Percy eventually pulled his head away from my breasts and adjusted his position as he pulled my skirt up to my waist, revealing my knickers and stocking tops.

“You naughty girl.” Percy Sr smirked as he rubbed my crotch, “your knickers are soaking, take them off.” He panted. I shook my head but did nothing to stop him as he deftly pulled them down to my ankles, where I wriggled out of them, while he slid his hand back between my legs again where he stroked something tiny and hard that made me shriek with delight and shock. He laughed as he kept rubbing it and pressing on it, making me moan and giggle.

“Oh my god … oh my god!” I panted, “what are you doing? That’s … amazing!” The dirty old man chuckled then kissed me again, poking his tongue into my mouth and … I reciprocated in kind.

He now moved his hand further South and softly stroked and tugged my elongated labia, making me groan and wriggle my hips.

Then a finger went between them and began caressing my sticky hole. I was now whimpering and unconsciously stroking my breasts and nipples as his touching me ‘down there’ became more sensual.

I had no experience or even theories about sex but knew that I just wanted him to push his finger deep inside my vagina … and do it hard and fast … really hard and fast.

He didn’t disappoint! “Aaaaggggh!!” I squealed ….. “YESSS!” as his middle finger unceremoniously entered my private hole.

“Jesus! That’s tight.” He murmured as his finger poked and prodded. “Are you a virgin?”

“Yes.” I gulped, then began panting as he twisted his finger and managed to press against that ‘lump’ with his finger at the same time.

I’d never experienced anything like it before … but why would I? When Percy returned to suckling my nipples while fingering me, I felt a new tingle … down in my toes, but it soon rushed up my legs as his rubbing of my nubbin got faster and faster until I experienced the most incredible sensation of my young life.

Shaking and sweating I made the most bizarre sounds; as I desperately sought to stop my eyes popping out.

Percy was grinning as he slowly jabbed his finger back into my vagina. “Enjoy that?”

I nodded vigorously, not really knowing what had just happened as he gently kissed me again. “My turn now.” He grinned, sitting back in the drivers seat, unfastening his belt then pulling his zip down followed by his trousers.

I didn’t where to look as he began tugging and shaking his penis which already looked swollen. This was another first, seeing a man’s ‘cock’ as Gloria from the golf club called them; especially an erect one.

“Give me your hand.” Percy muttered then took my wrist and pulled it to his cock which was now standing to attention.

I was trembling as he wrapped my fingers around the expanding shaft and guided it up and down, after a couple of strokes the skin at the tip began pulling back revealing a pink tip.

“What have I done? What’s that?” I screeched and pulled my hand away.

Percy laughed and placed my hand on his cock again; “That’s my knob … don’t worry, it’s meant to do that … now do it faster and tighter.” Holding the man’s cock was exciting enough, but ‘pleasuring’ him by rubbing it made my heart try to burst out of my chest.

After a minute or so Percy began panting, “Faster pussycat … faster!” It wasn’t comfortable but the excitement made me do what he wanted. “Touch the knob with your thumb.” He gasped, so I stuck my thumb out and rubbed it on my ‘up strokes’ making him pant like a dog on a hot day.

“Yes… yes …. Faster!” he huffed; and I did as I was told, “Yes … yes … bloody hell … oh my fucking God!” he gasped as a thick, creamy liquid dripped out of the hole in the tip, running down onto my fingers.

I couldn’t believe my eyes as more of the stuff leaked out of his ‘knob’ while Percy Sr heaved for air and didn’t really know what I’d done.

“That was wonderful …. Have you done that before?” Percy gasped. I shook my head. “No.”

“You’re a natural dear … a bloody natural.” He snorted as he handed me a handkerchief to wipe my hand. After I’d cleaned up, he told me to keep it … and sniff it when ‘I played with myself’.

I was now aware that I was sitting half naked in this man’s car; but for some reason it felt daring and a bit debauched, so I was in no hurry to get dressed, just happy to let him ogle my large, perky breasts and stroke my stocking clad legs.

Eventually I did get dressed and he drove me home. It was about 11.30 when I walked through the door.

“Amanda – where have you been? It’s so late?” My mother cried out.

“Oh,” I thought for a moment, “Because of the rain, Mr. Robson gave me a lift …. But he kept talking to people on the way out of the club … sorry.” I lied all too easily … but that could be put right by confession with my priest on Saturday. “That man can talk, that’s for sure.” Mummy smiled.

I struggled to get to sleep for re-thinking about what I’d… we’d just done in my Daddy’s friends’ car. I even found myself sniffing his wet handkerchief whilst fiddling with the mysterious ‘lump’ Percy found …. But I couldn’t rub it the way he did.

Friday was always a busy day at college, but I could barely concentrate for thinking about my antics the previous night. My friends; and I guess the other students barely noticed me as I was deemed ‘shy Amanda’ so only two guys ever asked me out, and then only to the cinema where they fumbled with my breasts ‘outside my sweater’ and never followed it up for a second date.

Every Friday night Mummy and Daddy went to the Golf Club, so I was disappointed that Percy Sr couldn’t give me a lift home. It was a busy night and I barely had time to speak to them; but Percy Sr kept making eye contact and smiling when I looked back at him.

At 8.30 I went outside on my break for a coffee and cigarette, and Percy Sr followed me. With no chit chat apart from asking if I’d enjoyed myself the previous night, and when I nodded ‘yes’ he pressed me against the wall and lifted my skirt and pulled my knickers to my knees and roughly fingered me while rubbing my breasts through my blouse. It didn’t take him long, poking his finger as far into my hole as possible, making me stand on tip toes, then his rough palm found my ‘little lump’ and I quickly had another trembling orgasm.

Percy Sr. stepped back and looked really pleased with himself as he put his finger to his nose and deeply inhaled, which made me giggle. Without a word he kissed me on the cheek, turned and returned to the club, leaving me to finally smoke my cigarette.

At about 10pm I looked across to see Mummy putting on her coat and saying her goodbyes to her friends. On his way back from the toilets Daddy stopped to tell me that they were going home, as Mummy had a headache, but Mr. Robson would kindly give me a lift home, which gave me butterflies in my tummy.

The bar closed at 10.30 and there were only a couple of stragglers ten minutes later as Percy Sr. collected the empty glasses.

As he and my Daddy were good friends no one gave a second thought to me getting a lift home, even though he had a reputation for his ‘wandering hands’ … because they probably thought I was too boring for him … little did they know!

As soon as we got in the car he leaned over and grabbed my breasts, squeezing and shaking them.

We were quickly on the road heading for the same car park and my pulse was racing. Once stopped it was me quickly unbuttoning my blouse and taking it off as Percy Sr. pulled his trousers down to reveal his semi erect cock.

As soon as I removed my bra, I grabbed his floppy cock and began tugging it as he sucked and licked my nipples while playing with my breasts.

“Let’s get in the back where we’ll have more room.” He wheezed, even though I was topless I got out of the car and removed my skirt without being told to, before getting into the back seat just wearing my stockings, knickers and white suspender belt. Percy Sr had taken his jacket off but was loosely holding his trousers up by his belt as he lay on his back.

Once inside we lay side by side kissing and fondling until his cock was fully hard in my hand. “Let go.” Percy Sr told me, “I’ll move up.” I didn’t know what he meant until he was half kneeling beside my chest, then pushed his cock between them and began plunging his cock back and forth while wobbling my breasts with his hands.

It looked funny but felt amazing as his knob kept popping out. I was watching mesmerised as he began grunting, “Yes…yes… oh fuck … YES!” Then his goo began oozing out onto my plump breasts. I automatically held them in place as he squeezed the last drops out and smeared it onto my nipple.

“Your turn now my dear.” He panted, “take your knickers off.” I didn’t say a word as I wriggled out of them and allowed the first man in my life to see my most private parts again.

The grin on his face radiated as he stroked my pubic hair, then locking his eyes on mine he slid his fingers further down creating a reflex in me as I spread my legs for him to play with my dangling labia then push two fingers into my hot and sweaty hole, making me wince then gasp excitedly as he kept grinning as his fingers thrashed inside my vagina making me writhe around and make guttural noises.

“Is that good?” he cackled, “Do you like that?”

I wanted to scream YESSSSSS! But merely nodded my head.

“Tell me … tell me how much you like it.” I panted as I conjured up words in my head … not knowing what he wanted to hear.

“Yes … yes … a lot.” I whispered. “Tell me what you like me doing to you …. What do you like most?” “What you’re doing.” “What am I doing?” he continued twisting his fingers slowly and deeply sending waves of erotic pleasures through my body.

I closed my eyes as I bucked my hips to match his fingers. “Fingering me…. Fingering me …. I love it…. I love you fingering me.” I gulped, never having used that word before, but knew it from overhearing some racy girls at college.

Percy’s palm was now wildly rubbing against my ‘little lump’ as his fingers touched the back of my vagina when I raised my knees at the same time as he leaned forward and slipped his floppy cock into my mouth.

I should have been disgusted, but it tipped me over the edge, and I had a wild orgasm, shaking and sweating as if I was having a fit.

With his fingers still slowly twisting inside my vagina, Percy began pushing his cock in and out of my mouth, where it began swelling again.

“Suck it … suck on it …. Use your tongue dear.” I had no idea what to do so tried to suck it like a lollipop and twirl my tongue around the knob which was soon out of its hood.

Having his cock in my mouth was weird and bizarrely, very exciting. I’d never heard of such things …. Girls at school and college talked about sex, but this had never been on their menu.

Percy Sr. was now violently shaking my breasts and rubbing in the goo he’d left on them, as he pushed his cock into my mouth as fast as possible, and I responded by trying to suck and lick it in rhythm.

“Ugh … ugh…. Ugh.” He groaned while holding my head tightly, “fucking hell!” Then swiftly pulled it out and more goo dribbled out onto my cheek.

I was gasping for air when he rubbed the knob across my face, smearing his creamy milk into my skin, then back into my mouth, where I innocently began sucking it again, making him moan, “Oh my dear, what a fucking great cocksucker you are.”

I lay back in the seat excitedly satisfied after sexually pleasing my dad’s best friend.

“Who knew little Miss Innocent was a cocksucker and a fucking good one?”

“A what?” I nervously asked.

“A cocksucker …. That’s what you just did, sucked my cock. Did you like that? Sucking my cock?”

Wiping the liquid from my face and breasts with a tissue I thought about it for a few seconds.

“I guess so.” I murmured, “it was fun …. Dirty … but fun. I guess.” “Say it then.” “Say what?” “That you liked sucking my cock … you’re a dirty little cocksucker.” I smiled at the thought of uttering those words but shook my head. My parents never swore apart from the occasional ‘bloody’ and I’d not had cause to either; so, hearing him use words like ‘cock’ and ‘cocksucker’ gave me a thrill so I said, “yes … I liked sucking your … cock, I like being your cocksucker.”

Percy was grinning as he fastened his belt and then ran a chubby finger down my body from my face, across my breasts, down my tummy and finally my pubes and vagina, which was still wantonly on display as I had one leg hanging off the seat and the other bent upwards and resting against the back seat.

My vagina was so wet and swollen I barely felt his finger glide inside; but I knew it was there and could see it going in and out.

“Time to get dressed my dear, your parents will be wondering where you are … and obviously you can’t tell them … this will be our secret. Yes.”

“Yes.” I obediently nodded, “I know.” There wasn’t much room in the car for me to get dressed, so I naughtily gathered my things and stepped outside, into the cold night air, knowing he was enthusiastically gaping at me as I readjusted my stockings and suspenders first, making my breasts dangle and wobble, before slowly putting on my knickers, skirt, bra, blouse and cardigan.

That night was repeated many times over the next few months, with me insatiably sucking his cock as often as possible. At his behest I became very vocal before and during our meetings, using all kinds of dirty words, like cock, tits, fuck, cum, spunk, fanny and occasionally even cunt. He took my virginity the following Saturday, and out of everything we did in that time it was the most underwhelming.

We went through our normal actions, him fingering me and me sucking his cock to a full erection. He seemed more nervous than I was as he knelt on the back seat between my legs. I was shaking with excitement as he slowly pressed his knob against my pussy, then in one swift motion virtually fell on top of me, his cock filling me up in a way his fingers didn’t.

“Oooh! Yes … yes… yes!” I panted as he frantically fucked me for the very first time until he suddenly pulled it out and as he stood up, his cock quivering of its own volition then ‘came’ quite quickly, ejaculating onto my pubes. I enjoyed it, but it turned out he was terrified of getting me pregnant and couldn’t use rubbers in case his wife found them.

We continued like this twice a week, including him sometimes meeting me after school and take me to a local woodland car park.

About six weeks later his son, Percy Jr joined him at the Golf Club one Friday night wearing a Naval Officers uniform. The young man was the total opposite of his father, tall, dashing and very handsome with piercing blue eyes.

“Amanda dear,” Percy Sr. called to me across the bar, “this is my son; Percy … junior. Son, this is my favourite barmaid, Amanda.” The young man held his hand out to shake mine. When he gently squeezed my hand and smiled, I thought my knees would collapse.

I could hardly take my eyes off him all night, and he knew it … discretely turning to catch my gaze several times … and smile, making me go weak at the knees.

At the end of the evening, Percy Sr and Percy Jr stopped by to say ‘Goodnight’. Weirdly, Percy Sr. urged his son to ask me out on a date … somehow manipulating the situation. Looking embarrassed Junior asked me to go to the cinema on Saturday afternoon. The film was quite good and he was the perfect gentleman; wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me towards him in the darkness, but unlike his father made no attempt to grope me or even kiss me, until he left me at my house door; and even then, it was a disappointedly chaste kiss.

We went out again a couple of times the following week, in between sexual trysts with his father and my College work.

One night a couple of weeks later, we’d been out for drinks and driving home in his car when I suggested we stop at a local beauty spot near a pond.

It was a make or break evening for me, as he still hadn’t made a real move on me. Once parked, I made the first move, kissing him passionately to which he reciprocated, eventually cupping my breast through my blouse.

I tried my best to be restrained, not wanting to look like a floozy … but something had to be done so I stroked his crotch. “Oh.” He broke our kiss and gasped. “I wasn’t expecting that.” “Oh!” I snatched my hand back, embarrassed. “Sorry, I just thought …. Sorry, what with you being Billy and Margaret’s daughter … you’d be a bit more … you know… innocent.”

“I’m not.” I grinned, “I’m definitely not!” He wasn’t to know that all my sexual experience was recent and with his Dad!

“Well then” he smiled, pulling me into French kiss him and firmly squeezed my tit from under my blouse again.

Ten minutes later I was lying under him on the back seat only in my black stockings and suspenders, legs wide apart and him kneeling between them sporting a significantly larger, rubber protected erection than his father’s.

“Yes?” he whispered. “Yes.” I grinned. Percy Jr thoughtfully rubbed his knob end along my slit, making me sigh then slowly pushed it in. As each inch filled my fanny I sighed, groaned and moaned … eventually having to arch my back to accommodate it all.

Although he pounded away at my young fanny for three or four minutes, I always felt that he was in control and keeping his stuff for later.

I was writhing under him like a woman possessed, and his face was a picture when I began groaning and talking dirty, “Yes … yes … yes … fuck me harder …. Fill my fanny up with your massive cock!”

Little was he to know that it was his Dad who had taught me these things, and I was a very good pupil.

“Who knew that Little Amanda was such a sexy tart?” Percy Jr chuckled as he slowed down.

“Do you want to cum on my tits?” I earnestly asked, pushing them together, the way his father liked.

“Jesus!” he gasped as he withdrew and pulled the rubber off his cock, leaving it straining and shining.

“Like this?” he grinned, as he leaned forward until his cock was about six inches above my tingling mounds.

“Yes.” I nodded and smiled. “But let me do it.” Junior grinned and moved his hand, resting on the top of the seat.

I gently grasped his shaft and pulled the foreskin back revealing a sexy plum coloured knob then proceeded to wank it as fast and sexily as possible.

He was soon gulping air down and screwing up his eyes, which let me know he was near so I pulled it down until the knob was rubbing along a wobbling tit while I tugged on his long cock.

“Oh GOD!” He gasped and with no other warning his profuse spunk splashed across my tit and ran down the cleft, followed by a second spurt and a third that dripped from the end.

I then used his softening cock to smear his juices into my young skin.

“Where did you learn to do all that?” He chuckled. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” I giggled as I released his cock, “a lady never tells.”

Over the next week of his leave, we saw each other most days; usually after college when he’d pick me up in his car and we’d drive to a pub somewhere then find a discrete car park where we’d have sweaty sex.

Unknown to Percy Jr I was still having sex with Percy Sr when we could get together; usually a Friday night when Junior would go out with friends … after I’d had sex with him earlier in the day.

On the night before he left we went for dinner, and obviously stopped off in our usual car park, my top and bra was already off when he began pulling his trousers down. Just like every other time I began rubbing his cock as he stroked my nylons and fingered me, but this time I leaned over his lap and began sucking his cock.

“Amanda!” he shouted, trying to push my head away, but I continued sucking for all I was worth.

“What the hell are you doing?” he panted, his anger dissipating by the second, “Amanda???”

When he relaxed, I looked up to see him smiling satisfactorily with his eyes closed. So I continued, but now my fingers were fluttering up and down his shaft and balls while I sucked and licked his knob until he began panting and thrusting his hips making his cock fill my mouth.

I was undecided how to finish him off, as I’d only let Senior cum in my mouth once and it hadn’t been as bad as I’d thought it would be, so I gripped and shook his balls while sucking and licking his knob while he kept thrusting as if he was fucking my mouth.

“Oh … oh … ughhh … uggh!” Junior grunted then, unlike his dad, spurted three loads of spunk onto my tonsils and onto my tongue. I turned my head and looked up at him, letting him watch me swallow his jizz; something I would find out to be incredibly rare for a woman of any ilk back then.

Junior loved it! Over the next few months, we exchanged letters two or three times a week, some being very racy in content; which along with regularly fucking and sucking Senior as well as using his old cum soaked handkerchiefs during my nightly masturbation sessions, it’s fair to say I’d become a sexy little minx, as Percy Sr christened me.

Junior was next due home at Christmas; and according to his letters he appeared to be faithful, much to the amusement of his colleagues, whereas I was having sex with Senior a couple of times a week, regularly oral but as time went by, I had a coil implanted and we fucked like rabbits, although he still didn’t last long.

At Christmas Percy Jr was home for two weeks and we seemed to party every night and whenever possible, having sex in his bed during the afternoon when his parents were at work.

On New Years Eve Junior told me that he was about to be reassigned to Malta in the Mediterranean for two years, then at midnight proposed to me. Of course I said Yes immediately and he produced a fabulous engagement ring that fit perfectly.

Our parents rushed around arranging a small wedding with a handful of relatives and friends for Easter, just before his deployment.

Senior was a dichotomy; throwing himself into arranging and happily help paying for our wedding, then insisting the happy couple live with him and his wife until Junior returned to base, but still expected blow jobs or sex a couple of times a week … and after Junior left, I was only too happy to accommodate him.

Junior tried to get home to his horny wife every couple of weeks, but it didn’t always work out that way; much to his Dad’s delight.

Three weeks after our wedding day Percy Jr finally got the date for his transfer to Malta.

He planned to go on his own for a month or so, organising a bungalow on camp, that we’d live in and I would follow later, flying from London, which Percy Senior would pay for.

TBC

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