This is a little story that I think of often when I’m masturbating and need to remind myself of how I became truly aware of the power of sex. I was 19 (10 years ago now) and my boyfriend at the time was my first serious bloke. Despite him being quite a macho rugby player, he was actually quite shy with me so that even after being together for 7 months our sex life was fairly pedestrian. Not knowing any better, I went along with it, but generally had to rely on my own fingers to get me off. But he treated me well and I enjoyed spending time with his family which is where the ‘trouble’ started. There was a big family meal at a nice restaurant to welcome back his uncle (his Mum’s brother) after he’d been living abroad for 10 years or so. He was in his mid-forties with greying hair but a really boisterous and happy character. You couldn’t help to be drawn to him and I found myself laughing a lot in his company. At the restaurant I was sat next to the uncle with a wall to my left. My boyfriend ended up diagonally opposite me and he ended up chatting to his brother and his girlfriend the most of the night. His uncle (I’m not going to name him, but it wouldn’t surprise me if he was on sites like this!) was chatting away to me and was asking lots of personal questions.. after one comment about how he wished girls ‘in his day’ had kept themselves trimmed like he’d seen in pornos he put his hand on my thigh, but then left it there (we’d been having lots of physical contact like that all night). I had found myself quite attracted to him and was a little turned on as we spoke, not imagining it to go anywhere, but when he left his hand on my thigh I suddenly felt all hot and knowing that he found me attractive too and wanted to show it even with his family around was such a turn on. We said nothing and carried on chatting casually, and his hand started moving to the inside of my thigh. I was wearing thick tights under a short denim skirt and I pulled my chair in under the table cloth and opened my legs a little wider. He took the hint and as my boyfriends mum made a toast to her returning brother his left hand was creeping up the inside of my thigh and I could feel his fingers tracing the outline of my knickers. We all clinked glasses and he had to remove his hand as others joined our conversation, but by the time desert was over his hand was back and now he was pressing against my clit. My pussy was on fire and I could feel how wet he was making me, my juices letting his attention on my clit so good and he was really working me up. I must have been going red as I was asked if I was getting pissed!! Nearly cumming was the real answer. I hadn’t touched him apart from squeezing his thigh a couple of times. As the evening ended he told me to write my number down and he’s be in touch. I went back with my boyfriend and as he fucked me that night I came with a cock inside me for the first time. My boyfriend took the credit that his uncle deserved! It was later that week when the Uncle called me in the morning. I was at work (in retail at the time) and he asked if he could meet me for lunch. I wasn’t normally a girl who would cheat but I was desperate to see him and readily agreed. He picked me up in the service road behind the shops and we drove off to a little park on the edge of town. The car park was quiet and there we kissed for the first time. It was intense snogging and despite our 20+ year age gap I was living every second. He had my blouse undone and had been squeezing my boobs before he unzipped my trousers and was soon fingering me perfectly. I was so wet that his two thick fingers were deep o side me as I came. I was moaning and panting - reacting much louder than I normally would. After I’d cum on his fingers he brought them to my lips and said that good girls should clean up after themselves. I’d never been spoken to like that and then I tasted myself off his fingers, sucking on them ravenously. I’d been rubbing his cock through his jeans and a big erection was obvious. He lowered his seat and said that I needed to look after him now. I’d sucked my boyfriend a few times but hadn’t massively enjoyed it, but as he pulled his jeans and boxers down as I watched his big dick just stood up straight and it felt like the only thing I could do. It was the first time I REALLY wanted to suck cock. I stroked his cock a few times, enjoying how hard and warm it felt in my hand. The head was a deep purple and as I pulled the skin down it throbbed even more. I looked around quickly to check no one was watching and dropped my mouth over this delicious cock. I sucked on him hard at first, his taste filled my mouth and I found myself moaning around his thick cock. I carried on stroking him as I sucked until he said ‘good girls only use their mouths’ and again I obeyed him, and just used my mouth. I kissed and licked the length of his cock and I really was in love with it right then. I was enjoying looking after him and he was telling me what a good cock sucker I was. I wanted to impress him, to show him what I could do and I was sucking him as deep as I could, swirling my tongue around his tip as he began to lift his hips and fuck my mouth. My pussy was flooded as I kept sucking on him... I wanted him to cum so much. He told me to lick his balls which i dutifully did and he started stroking his cock. He started groaning and told me not to stop. He pulled his t shirt up and suddenly came on his own stomach as I kept sucking and licking his ball, feeling them twitch against my tongue. He said again that good girls clean up after themselves and he got me to lick up his cum from his stomach, cock and fingers. He said I was a good cocksucker with a nice tight pussy and it turned me on being spoken to like that. I thanked him and told him how much I loved his cock and spunk. He dropped me back at work and the taste of his cum stayed with me as I served customers all afternoon. We repeated it the next day - he fingered me again before I blew him again, this time he came straight in my mouth and I kept sucking his cock after he’d cum. I was in love with his cock. The following week he picked me up from work on my lunch break 3 times... and each time was the same. We kissed, he fingered my soaking pussy till I came and then I’d suck his cock till he came. All the while, in the evenings I’d get my boyfriend to fuck me and would cum thinking about his uncle. Then at the weekend we had a little family BBQ and the uncle was there of course. He fingered me in the garage as we ‘looked’ for the swing ball set and I came with a squirt for the first time, my juices splattering across the concrete floor. By now he had stopped calling me a good girl and was calling me a good slut. The next week was the last of our little affair - on the Monday we met at lunch again with the same routine. Then on each of the Wednesday, Thursday and Friday we fucked. It was me riding him and though his cock felt great inside me, he never lasted as long before he came inside me. I came only the first time we fucked and I think he sensed my disappointment. On the Saturday - the last time we met, we went back to our original routine and he made me cum perfectly before I looked after his cock with every inch of my being. I sucked his cock like never before and was begging him to cum in my mouth (first time to really ask for it) and he didn’t let me down. We had a chat and both decided it was too dangerous to carry on and the upset we could cause was huge so we kissed, he fingered me to orgasm one last time and we went out separate ways. It was about 2 months later that I split with my boyfriend and went to Tenerife to work for the summer. But this guy was the one who really showed me about using sex to be powerful. About using your body and pleasing someone. Hope he’s making some little cocksucker out there happy xx