I grew up when was a teen in a little village, far from towns, there were nearly no place to drink, except a kind of little pub own by the burgomaster and only opened the Sunday after mass. But during summers holidays, there were itinerant parties under big marquees and if you were well informed, you could have fun nearly each night within 30km. At those times, 40 years ago, people were not the same, you could enter in each house without knocking on the door because they were never locked.
All the children of village just get out to play together and nobody was looking at them, we just came back at the falling of the day the knees full of scratches at it was ok.
Most of people there were farmers and we had one doctor and one lawyer for all the villages around.
I don't know how old you are, but have to understand that, at those times several things were easier.
As a little girl I was used to go to play with boys, to do bicycles, climb to the trees, and do forbidden things, as enter by night in the church, make jokes to neighbors, steal cigarettes and bottles to our parents...
At 8-year-old, it was a game for me to show to boys what was under my dress if the boys show me their penis. But it was just showing what was between my legs and drinking one or two bottles of wine at with eight or nine boys. Whatever, the taste of those thing pleased me a lot.
They were several events all year long, where we could meet children from other villages, and it was fun to do with them things we won't with those of the village. It was temerity games: climbing on the roof of the church, trying to summon spirits in cemetery, afraid cows, and as usual steal bottles and cigarettes: for sure, we were proud to drink lots of beers and wines we stole earlier in the evening.
So at 10 at each event, I had some friends that I attracted behind a grange or a ranch, to suck them in exchange of a full bottle just for me. Most of them were older than me, between 13 and 15 y.o. So I could have what I was searching without any risk to get caught while stealing a bottle. At 10, after 2 or 3 bottles of wine, I was really drunk and each time finished asleep somewhere.
My parent’s house was the last of a dead end, a very big house, with an impressive garden, and just after, the place where the celebrations took place, the only one at kilometers around, my parents were in charge of the maintenance of this place; there was a theatre in it, big kitchen, and all around, just woods and meadows.
By night, when my parents were not invited to party, I got out by my bedroom windows, jump on the large wall, walk on it all along the garden to join the celebration place. Boys were already waiting for me, some of them, were already in my shack (an old hen house in solid stone). It was my secret hiding place, with my dolls and my tea party table.
Boys had brought bottles and cigarettes, so we party together; I gave them blowjobs, they gave me as much beer and wine I could drink, and as much cigarettes I could smoke. Very often, they came a boy that I didn’t know, another boy who had been invited to the celebration and I didn’t know, but it wasn’t a problem, if had a gift for me, I will suck him.
Until one day, a really older guy arrived, may be 18 or 20, when he entered, I was drunk and sucking two dicks at the same time. I immediately stopped because I thought he will speak about my dirty habits and I will be punished. But he didn’t, he sat on my little pink chair, rolled a very big join lighted it and gave it to me, I put it to my lips and smoked it, I managed to not cough, it was my first join, and God, I loved it.
I was staggering when he gave it me, I was drunk and I knew loved it, but smoking was like to be drunk two times in the same moment! Slowly he removed my clothes, lay me on the tea party table and insert his big penis in me and start to fuck me so hard, but so hard… I was lay on my back with this man who was fucking me, I was smoking the join, other boys were masturbating around me, when they were on the point to jack off, they approach their little penis to my mouth, and I just opened my smoky lips receive their semen on my tongue and swallow it before to suckle their penis as a baby suckle his bottle.
Once the join had been over, I was thirsty as hell, but unable to grab a bottle, my all wasn’t reacting anymore. I was conscious, but high for the time of my life. The man turns me on my face, and insert his dick in my ass, I was so high and so relax that I didn’t feel any pain. I was used to play with my cunt or insert my fingers in my vagina, but in the ass, wow, it was just unreal! I cried of pleasure and I really doesn’t care if somebody hear me. Boys were lifting my head to insert their penis in my mouth but it was so dry, that each times they jack off in it , it was like a little help for my survival. Because, yes, my heart was beating so strongly and I was so trashed that I thought I was the point to die, dying of pleasure, I was getting really mad.
When he violently removed his dick from my ass, it was just as if my head got empty in the same time, a pleasant void, as if nothing else exists, a total Nirvana. He turned me at new, pull me towards him and put his dick just in front of my face, my eyes were full recognition and innocence and opened the mouth. I didn’t care where this was few seconds ago, I just wanted to swallow him as gratitude. Once done, he looked at me and said: ”you’re a good bitch, you know… But your mouth is dry as sand, do you want, to drink me as real bitch?”. I didn’t know what he was speaking about but I nodded my head to say yes, he grabbed my neck, put my head totally back to make my mouth great open, and he peed. He was a very kind man, he peed in several times to not drown me and let me time to gulp.
Once he had finished, he carry me, sit me on the table, put a bottle of wine in my hand and left us. I was naked on table, high and drunk, watching all those boys I had loved to meet, but for me, they were now just children, I just became a woman. I knew they will never give me as much pleasure than before, so I chugged the half of the bottle, let me slip on the table, legs great open and just babbled: ”Next!” before to pass out.
