A real life adventure from Gamma's past

ok, from my profile you all know I was a wild child growing up. Thinking about those days still gets me going sometimes. My husband likes me to tell him stories about that time because it always gets me fired up and well... he gets the benefits of a super horny Gamma ^^

so...

It was 198- something or other.

I went to see “The Damned” at a club downtown.

I liked going to punk shows and I grouped myself in that category but even the punks thought I was a little weird.

But I was cute a Asian female so nobody complained much.

Yes, I can be a little stuck up about it… I was hot. And I knew it. I think I am reasonably attractive for a woman my age now, but when I was a teenager… I even turned myself on.

I had a jacket very much like the one on my avatar.

Actually, I still have it somewhere… I’ll take a picture of it sometime.

It's like a biker jacket but it's green.

And it's not made of leather, it's nylon like a bomber.

But again, it looked just like a biker jacket.

Sometime’s I’d wear it to shows with nothing on underneath. Of course I kept it zipped up, not like “Gamma.Girl”. I would have been arrested if I wore mine like that in real life.

So I was having fun at the Damned show and I met this girl, we’ll call her Toni for future reference.

She was black and gorgeous. She had a blue Mohawk. She looked like Storm from the X-men in her “punk” phase. Her body was amazing and her face was exotic. Her features were almost Asian. Like I said… gorgeous.

I had only fantasized about having sex with other girls at this point, had never acted on it. I think I didn’t even consider acting on it. I was too shy and scared to even bring it up.

Oh but I’d be thinking about this girl when I masturbated. I was sure of that.

Part way through the night, Toni was sitting on a couch in the club and I was standing, facing her, talking to several people, including her.

Suddenly she says, “Damn it, Abby, I can’t stop staring at your camel toe”.

Yessir… I was rocking the toe. I had on black spandex athletic shorts, fishnet stockings and green Doc Marten’s. And I had a beauty of a camel toe.

Yah, I knew it when I got dressed. It kind of made me excited to think people would be looking at my pussy lips all night.

I just didn’t expect to attract the attention of a goddess.

After the show we went through the usual process of figuring out who had cars, who was going where and who could drive who.

Toni and I ended up in the same car. She was sitting next to me and we were all joking and laughing and screaming along to the music.

In between songs, Toni goes“Abby has a camel toe”.

To my surprise and slight embarrassment everyone goes, “We know”.

Toni laughed hysterically. She’d had some alcohol that night.

Then she goes“Can I touch it”?

I was like, “WHAT”?

“I wanna touch it. Come on, you’ll like it”.

I had let one guy play with my tits before this and that’s as far as I had gone. I was completely shocked and completely, overwhelmingly, turned on.

“ok,” I said in a small shy voice.

I’ll never forget the feel of her hand as it slowly ran up my thigh. Every nerve ending in my mound exploded as her fingers traced over it. Then her forefinger was tracing the line of my slit and I felt a sudden light pressure on my clit.

I gasped and my head rolled back and other her shoulder.

She pressed harder and started making little circles.

I don’t know if she did it or the guy sitting on my other side but suddenly my jacket was open and my breasts were being fondled.

I didn’t even care who did it. I was lost in the pleasure.

Fingers pinched my nipples and Toni stared into my eyes as she rubbed harder and faster.

I was moaning like the little slut I was fast becoming and my hips bucked almost uncontrollably.

I didn’t care that I was topless in front of strangers.
Or that I guy I didn’t know was taking the opportunity to feel up my tits.

Toni’s lips met mine and I let her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it. She seemed to like that.

She was still kissing me when I came. She swallowed the screams of my orgasm.

To this day it’s still one my most erotic experiences.

We dropped Toni off and I never saw her again.

Having me all to himself in the backseat, the guy who’s name I never knew basically jumped on me and dry humped me until he came in his pants.

Actually I came too, again, just not as hard as when Toni was rubbing me.

But when my back hit the seat and he got on top of me, I wrapped my legs around him and humped back with gusto.

I was so erotically charged by what Toni did to me that I would have done anything at that point.

If he had pulled my shorts off and tried to fuck me, I would have let him.

But I learned a few things about myself that night.

I learned that I would gladly have sex with either gender. Gender literally meant nothing to me. Both were fair game. And this was long before bisexuality became trendy and cool.

And I also learned that I was a slut.
I even said it to myself.

“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.
“I’m a slut”.

And every time I said the word “slut”, it made me tingle and my pussy got a little wetter.