My nude encounter in the woods SeXStoRY

I find a lot of irony in today's need for younger and younger females, I mean, when you read about men lusting for the elusive teen, my mind goes back to when I was of that age, all hormonal and lusty, 'Strumming' daily, yes you read it correctly, daily, and back then we could not rub against one, either purposely or accidently. My change in life happened just after my twelfth birthday, two months to be precise, I took my first periods, and as if a bodily switch was flicked to the 'On' position, I developed an obsession with my crotch. A few days before my periods I was fooling about with my younger b*****r, the kind of physical grappling that siblings get up to, and as we rolled about on the carpet, I got on top of him, and as I lay on him, I suddenly I felt a warmth in my crotch, and it felt nicer than I ever could remember, especially when we were in a tight embrace, so I pinned him down and lay atop of him, my strength was greater than his, and as I held him down, I got one of his legs between mine, and I started humping him, grinding my crotch into his thigh. He told me years later he remembered it, because it was as if I was 'out of it', I was moaning and rubbing hard against him, my eyes were closed tight, and my breathing was labored, my mood had changed, and he was both confused and frightened with my actions, I guess it was at this point I started to have my first orgasm, right on top of my ten year old b*****r, and it just blew my mind, so much so, that when it subsided, I jumped up and ran to my room, locked the door and refused to come out for hours. My poor b*****r had no inkling what his older s****r had just experience, neither did I for that matter, but the feeling that swept over me, engulfed my being, right down to my very soul, and I started wanting to do it again and again, hence the 'Strumming' and the humping of phallic like object, not penetrative, just rubbing between tightly closed legs. Dad had a large collection of Mayfair Girly magazines, and I used to peer through them, reading the sex stories, and before too long I was developing my own imagination, substituting myself in lieu of the ladies in the story, so by f******n, I knew all about the intricacies of pleasing a man, even touching my b*****r intimately, having worked the conversation around so I could, we had developed the b*****r s****r mutual masturbation sessions to the stage where we were just on the edge of going the whole hog, but chickened out as his cock slipped between my wet labia. I was a tall girl for my age, 5' 10", very athletic, mostly from my father's side, as mum was shorted and plumper, big hips and so on. I was good at athletics, strong limbed and broad backed, but lithe with a good flat stomach and defined muscles, my facial features were of classic Scandinavian appearance, topped by long blond locks always worn in a braided fashion, which enhanced my girlish features, helping offset my tomboyish body. They say too much testosterone give you strong sexual urges and that men have more than women, I began to wonder if my hormonal imbalance was bordering on that, as my masturbatory skills were practiced daily, and my obsession with sex was constant. My visit to my doctor, confirmed that this might be so, but my lack of hair growth around my pubic region, helped eased my concerns, my willingness to have him examine me, made for a nice session on his couch, his fingers probing my sensitive region, setting in motion my reason for telling you this story. Having taken off my panties I stood completely nude in front of him, he smiled when I stepped from behind the screen, 'My dear', he said, as I shivered at his looking at me completely naked, 'I meant for your panties only', but I was not caring as I continued to lay on the examination table, which was covered in a tissue paper, and as I lay down, he went to the door and opened it. I panicked, thinking he had gone for a nurse, but he had not, he simply turned the 'Examination in progress board', on his door, ensuring we would not be disturbed. He sat beside me on a chair by my hips, and asked my to open my legs, which I did, I was extremely wet as he spread my labia and pushed his fingers inside me, 'How does this feel Mariel', he spoke in soft tones as he gently masturbated me, going in and out, as my hips moved with him, I looked down the length of my body and was surprised to see how hard my nipples were, they stuck right out, and as if he sensed my awareness of those two pink stiff edifices, he lent across and took one in his mouth, chewing on the soft sensitive tissue, until I exploded on the couch. I almost passed out with its intensity, and as the sensations subsided, I realized he had a finger all the way up my anus too, something I can put down to my first DP, even though it was just fingers. 'Get dressed now', his mood had changed and he became more stern, as if scared I might tell someone what had just transpired, he had a reputation with young girls, that's why I made the appointment. I got home and lay on my bed, I was bored and needed excitement, having an old man finger both my ass and cunt had warmed my passions, he had denied me of extending my knowledge of the male anatomy, so as I lay there a plan was forming in my mind, one that ensured I was going to go all the way with a man, strangely an old man, an obsession I still have to this day, so I set off to the forest with my bicycle, and a skip in my step. It was silent in amongst the trees, the area was deserted, so I took all my clothes off and put them into my saddle bag. It felt awesome being naked as I pushed my bicycle, the warmth of the sun contrasting with the cool air, whenever I walked into a shaded part. I mounted my cycle and started to peddle, lost in my dreams when before I could stop, the trees opened up to show a car park, and two older men sitting on the low plank, forming its boundaries, the look on both their faces spoke volumes, as they were as surprised by my appearance as I there's. 'Hello', one called out, I braked and stopped a a few meters from them, 'Hi', I replied, not showing any sign of fear, their eyes traversing my nudity, which I showed of to its fullest, by leaning back against the seat, my taut stomach muscles, right down to my pubes, clearly outlined and toned for their viewing pleasure. 'You are a sight for tired old eyes', the second man called out, it must have been the quizzed look on my face that prompted the other to say, 'We are from out of town, is this a naturist park?' I nodded, and lied, it was of no such a place, but it gave me an excuse for cycling around naked, 'Yes its just down the dirt road a few miles away', I replied, a broad smile on my face, 'Come and join us, tell us more', the first man to speak suggested, their look spoke volumes, they were scared I might just pedal off and leave them guessing of what might have been. The smile on their faces broadened as I stepped away from bicycle and moved towards them, the bicycle fell back into the undergrowth as I stepped over the low boarding and nestled between them, one putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me in to him. 'You are a pretty thing', he said with malice, but I smiled, I did not mind that he had his arm around my shoulder or the fact, the other had saw fit to touch my breast and nipple, 'Are you cold baby', I nodded I was not, to scared to speak, he was twisting my nipple, and all I could do was gasp, 'She like that', said the man with his hand on my shoulder, now dropping down my back and cupping my ass cheek. 'How old are you Mariel?' I looked at them both 'f******n', that was all they needed to know as I was pulled to the car and bundled in the back seat, 'This is it', flashed through my mind, and as the first cock pushed into me, I moaned, 'At last'. I left the car almost two hours later, as a full woman, in mind if not by age, my education in those two hours, pointed to my personal attributes and peculiarities, I fucked like a woman in need, relieving my frustrations and favorable positions setting me down that long road of sex and more sex