I first saw Brad when he happened to be walking beside me in our high school hallway. He was by far the cutest guy in our high school. I was a sixteen year-old virgin teenager who daydreamed 24/7 about changing that status, as soon as possible. My Mom and my Grandma have always been proud sluts, I looked up to them both, and I couldn't wait to be just like them. When I looked Brad up and down from head to foot and back up...

In part 1, I was a 16-year-old, desperate, cock-starved virgin. Until I met a boy in high school, his name was Brad. He gave me everything sexual I asked from him, and then some. I’m not sure how many times he fucked me – 500? 1000? Just before graduation, we had one final absolutely wonderful fuck, before we both went off to different colleges, hundreds of miles apart. College was my first time not living under my parent...

In part 1, Brad helped me train to be a slut in high school, in my late teens. In part 2, Lance helped me to graduate from fucking high school boys to college men. By the time I earned my college degree, 16 cocks had been down my throat, and 8 up my pussy. And I had turned bi, with the hottest brunette on campus as my lesbian partner to this day. As the college yearbook photographer, Lance took photos of just about everyt...

In part 1, my hungry sixteen-year-old pussy finally engulfed its first cock, and it was absolute heaven. In part 2, I moved up from high school boys to college men – and a college woman named Tina – and several orgies – and sucking every big cock that agreed to slide down my throat. In part 3, Tina met Rod, her perfect man, and I met Ted, the perfect man for me. When we left off, Ted had just asked me to marry him and gav...