I kept working it, trying to get as much cum as I could. Then I took it in my mouth one more time, tasting the cum that had remained. What an incredib...le feeling! I never knew it could be so exhilarating to feel that shoot on my face and to feel it throb in my hand. I wanted more and more. I rocked back hard on the huge dick in my ass. Trying to finish it off. The blonde k** was next and he walked up to me, stuck his cock in my mouth, and started coming in it after only a few strokes. His warm. These likes also manifested themselves in public places, I, along with others in my family, was a regular at the swimming baths. This gave me as an adolescent plenty of time to look at scantily clad women and men in the pool, again looking to see hair I shouldn’t see, the shape of a penis, muscular chests and shoulders, nipples and aureole. There was also the added pleasure of seeing naked grown men in the changing rooms. I did also enjoy the activity of swimming as well; visits to the pool. The more I looked at the hot stranger in front of me, the hotter and wetter I got. I could no longer control myself and slid two fingers inside my hot wet folds as I now openly masturbated on a public beach for my sleeping stud. While I pushed two fingers in and out of myself, my thumb rubbed little circles over my ever-hardening clit. I was as subtle as I could, given where I was, but it was getting harder not just to go full-on and try and stuff my entire hand in my dripping cunt, as my body. I finally looked up and told him, “I want to go home.” But I was surprised when he replied, “Not yet baby in a little bit finish your drink first.” I looked up at him annoyed so I drank the rest of my drink down then handed him the glass. “Good girl,” he said and set the glass down. He then came back to me and picked me up and carried me to Billy’s bedroom. He placed me on the middle of the bed and got on with me and got on top of me. “Scott nooooooo,” I protested angry at him for the.