Patricia part 1

Author: male raised in a rural area with not much to do when growing up, luckily sex was a big part of life in those days.
While of average height and looks I was pretty tanned and toned due to an active outdoors lifestyle.
These stories are true and not embellished but names have been changed as I still know some of the subjects 40 years later …


Patricia

I was going through some old photo’s the other day and came across a pic of Pat in her bikini, probably the only pic of her I have as she hated getting her photo taken but it sure brought back some memories.

I first met Pat when I was about 18 and she was 17 I think, she turned up at my place on the arm of my mate Bazz who was very similar to me in that he was short with a well toned body and a defined six pack from an active lifestyle … also like me the head was a bit rough but unlike me he loved a blue and was always getting in fights and getting in trouble.

Bazz only cared about himself and went through girlfriends like the rest of us went through tissues so it was not unusual for him to introduce a new girl into our little group every week or two.

His method was pretty simple, he asked any type or age of female he came across for a root, most walked away, some hit him, some laughed and got in a conversation with him and some went straight to bed with him.

Funnily enough his main source of sex was middle aged married ladies and his main source of fights was husbands and boyfriends.

Most of the girls he turned up with were scrubbers and all of them dumped him a short time later due to the way he treated them.

Pat was different though, she was a brunette with long hair, a nice rounded shape covered up by demure clothing that matched her quiet personality.

Despite the mid thigh length skirts and roll top jumper she wore she couldn’t hide those large, heavy breasts that swayed slightly with every move and the horizontal stripes of her jumper only served to accentuate that curvy figure.

Pat had a small overbite and a beautiful face but seemed very shy and modest, not at all like the loud lairily dressed ugly fat sheilas he usually managed to score.

Pat had recently moved into the area from England, was living with her older sister and brother in law and worked as an apprentice hairdresser.

We welcomed her into the group and after Bazz and Pat left I turned to the others, I grabbed my package and stated “Fwooaar wouldn’t I love to be coming home to that every night” every single one of my mates totally agreed and we started taking bets on how long it would last with none of us giving Bazz more than a week until he was dumped.

Bazz loved to embarrass her and would quite often slide her dress up at the back as he hugged her giving us a look at her shapely panty covered bum as he winked at us over her shoulder until she would shriek and slap at him while he laughed his head off.

It wasn’t long before she gave up trying to stop him and started wearing nicer knickers instead of the daggy worn ones we were used to seeing.

The weeks turned to months and she was still putting up with his behaviour and he was still rooting anything he could talk into it.

Because it was a country area there was not much to do so we spent a lot of time in my car driving around aimlessly with a car full of teenagers just going here and there during winter and heading to one of the many river swimming holes in summer, Pat had a dark brown bikini that covered everything although it was a really fine material that showed everything, you could just about count her pubes through the thin material and was always the favourite perve amongst the various girls that hung out with us.

Bazz’s latest trick was when we were driving around at night he would be pashing on with Pat in the back seat and would slide his fingers into her in the dark then reach over and wipe his finger across someones top lip while laughing his head off causing deep embarrassment to Pat who I could see in the mirror.

When he tried it on me one night as I was driving instead of yelling ewww like the others always did I grabbed his hand and sucked his finger into my mouth while letting out a low mm mmmmm.
Of course all the other guys yelled Ewww and Bazz was speechless for once but Pat gave me a really curious look instead of her usual embarrassed redness then everyone erupted into laughter except Bazz who yelled at us all “don’t think anyone else is getting a taste of her !!