Trilogy ? 3) The Virgin Boy Becomes the Neighborhood Stud

My name is Andy, I am 17 now and you can read my story, the beginning of my sex life and how I lost my virginity to Millie, the gorgeous wife of my friend Josh, and how our adventure moved on in the parts 1 and 2 of this Trilogy.

I was 15 when I had my first time with them, and one week after I had my first date with Monica, that went very well: she was a nice girl, communicative, easy going, so we went to the movies, followed by a milk shake and a serious making out, when she first felt how big my cock is. She held my full 11 inches, blew me good, and I shot my full load in her hot mouth. Monica is not even close to voluptuous Millie – a bit skinny, small and firm boobs, small round butt – but we had a good time when I explored and kissed all her parts. She was an experienced girl, already 16, and could not rest until she found a place for us to have sex the week after, when she finally took all my cock inside her pussy. She had already had anal, but she told me she would never take that inside her asshole.

A couple weeks later, in a Saturday afternoon, my cell rings: it was Mrs. Dobbins, Monica’s mom, asking me if I could do her a big favor with her computer: Monica was spending the weekend with a friend, but gave her my number because I was the expert. I really had nothing to do, so I rode my bike to her house, not far away.

Mrs. Dobbins opened the door with a big smile, she was also very communicative and friendly. However, unlike her daughter, she was a curvy, chubby lady, big boobs showing up in the big cleavage of her yellow dress that was also short enough to show a lot of round, good shaped legs. Her big ass shook sensually over her high heels when I followed her to her office, where her notebook was.

Before she turned it on, she looked at me seriously and said: “Andy, this is a very serious and personal matter, and I have to trust you will keep that secret between us. Even Monica doesn’t know exactly why I need your help, but based on what she tells me you are a computer genius and also a mature and reliable guy, can I trust you?” “Sure, Mrs. Dobbins” I said. “Call me Clarice, please” she said with a big smile, and sat down, and turned her computer on. She motioned me to grab a chair and sit beside her, and started opening some files.