Most of this story takes place when home computers were becoming the thing, and the internet was just being born. I had graduated college and had gotten a job as a tech writer for a large company, and it didn’t take me long to realize I would rather work from home. Doing what I was doing, it was possible if I could sell it to management. I had the idea that the company could fax me all the information I needed, and I could do it at my leisure at home. I got to talking to a computer tech, and he came up with the idea that using the internet, I could tap into a company computer and download all the info I needed at home.

Between me and the computer guy, we sold it to management, and all I had to do was give the computer guy a blow job for his invaluable help. So I figured it was time to leave my parents’ house and get my own place. I found the perfect apartment for me. It was not far from my employer in case I had to go into the company for some reason, and it was in the heart of the city. Plus, it was a spacious one-bedroom apartment.

I drove up to the building to unload some stuff for my apartment, and sitting on the stoop was the most attractive young girl I had ever seen. She was a raven-haired beauty with sizable tits and a smile that could light up the world. She asked if I would like some help, and I gratefully accepted her offer. As we walked into the building, arms loaded with boxes and stuff, I was behind her and watching her sweet ass move around like two grapefruits in a bag. My pussy got wet.

Now I am a bi-sexual being and found this out in high school when I was sixteen and started dating a seventeen-year-old boy, and he took me home to meet his family. He had an eighteen-year-old sister, and he not only told her everything so she knew we were sexually active but before I came along, they would play with each other for sexual relief.

She took me upstairs to show me her room, and as soon as she closed the door, she grabbed me and kissed me while grabbing my pussy, and my knees buckled as my pussy flooded. She pulled my panties off, pushed me onto the bed, and I had my pussy eaten for the first time in my life, and I was on my way to eating my first pussy also. It was a very nice arrangement for the three of us; I would sleep over with the sister, and after our first sixty-nine, the brother would sneak into the room and fuck me while I ate his sister’s pussy, and then the sister and I would spend a few hours finger-fucking and sucking each other. It lasted for the whole school year, and then the sister went away to college, and I lost interest in her brother without her there.

In college, my roommate and I had a lesbian relationship that we kept strictly in our room as we both dated guys and didn’t want a reputation as a couple of lesbians, so we were very guarded about our relationship, and now you can see why watching this young girl’s hot ass moving around inflamed my mind and pussy. I did find out in short order that this little beauty was fifteen, four foot eleven inches tall, and a C cup size, and her mom and dad had divorced, so she was living with her grandparents now and had just moved there herself.

She had no friends at the time, and she spent a lot of time helping me with decorating my new home and helping me in general. She really was a big help. After about two weeks or so, I got tired of having to get up to let her in when she came early, so I gave her a key. This one morning, she came into my bedroom as usual, but this morning she kicked her sandals off, took her shorts off, and got into bed next to me wearing only her T-shirt, which barely covered her pussy, which I got a good look at when she got into bed with me. Now my pussy was wet, and I wanted to hold her so badly, but I was afraid of scaring her or, even worse, her running out and telling her grandparents what I did, so I kept my hands to myself.

Now there was a little space between us, and she was facing me. It took every ounce of willpower I had to not kiss her but to my great surprise, she asked me if I could tell if I was a good kisser or not. I told her I thought I was, and other people have told me I was, so I believe I am a very good kisser. She then asked if I could tell if she was a good kisser or not if she kissed me, and before I could react, she pushed against me and kissed me.