He pushed first one, then two fingers into my sopping wet cunt. It felt fantastic. He slowly moved his fingers in and out of my cunt, firmly pressing against my clit. I orgasmed in no time, crying out, then immediately realising how much noise I'd made. My orgasm carried on for ages, but with me keeping my mouth closed and letting hardly a sound out.

Now I knew it was Simon's turn, and I was not looking forward to tasting his semen. I was thinking over whether to swallow or spit it out once he came. I decided spitting it out in someone else's flat was not in order, and if I ran to the bathroom to spit it out, I'd be tasting it for even longer. I made the decision once Simon came I'd swallow and drink some juice real quick to get rid of the taste.

I sat Simon back along the couch and helped him pull his pants and short off, then his T-shirt. Finally, we were both naked. I kissed down the length of his chest toward his enormous erect cock, which stretched all the way up to his navel. I took the end of his cock into my mouth, the first time I'd had a cock in my mouth. It was salty, and dribbling pre-cum. I felt a little revolted, yet it didn't taste too bad, and I was at the same time turned on about having a cock in my mouth for the first time. Especially after the shattering orgasm I'd had a few minutes earlier.

I became aware of something running down the inside of my thigh. I was so wet, my juices were running down the inside of my legs. I suppose I was a bit inexpert on cock sucking then, but Simon was obviously still enjoying it judging by how he was moaning. I was conscious of how much his cock filled my mouth, and occasionally wanted to gag when I went down too far.

Simon came real quick, and I wasn't ready for it. His breathing was getting deeper and faster, but I was too inexperienced then to recognise the sound of a man about to come. Suddenly, his cock was pumping and my mouth was filling with warm, salty semen. I felt it would never stop and got this ridiculous fear I would choke to death on it.

I pulled away, keeping my mouth open too long, and a glob full of his white semen fell onto Simon's stomach. I quickly swallowed what was left, realising the taste wasn't that bad (a taste I later came to love once I'd given head a few more times). I reached down for the juice, and knocked it over. Now I just had to have the taste stay in my mouth. It was all salty and tingling, and it was turning me on that I could taste this after Simon had shot his load of semen in my mouth (later I was to come to appreciate how much more exciting it is sometimes to take the cock out of my mouth at the last minute and feel the warm semen splash all across my face). Lucky I knocked that juice over, it let me find out early just how good that salty, tingly taste is (though it took a few mouthfuls till I fully got the taste).

I lay down beside, half on top of Simon on the narrow sofa. Suddenly I became aware of the noises from next door again. They'd changed from everyday, to squeaking bedsprings and a man and woman moaning. Then I realised how silly I'd been about not making a noise, as they were doing just what I'd been frightened of doing.

Once Simon had recovered, we started fucking as well. I was now accustomed to being naked in front of a man, and by the end of the vacation I'd got completely used to being nude with Simon staring at my body. I'd realised how much I enjoyed this, soon becoming the exhibitionist I am now, loving the feel of undressing and showing my pussy to a room full of strange men.

As we fucked, I could hear next-door fucking too. I got real turned on fucking, riding on top of Simon like a seasoned pro (pun intended), whilst I could hear the noise of fucking from next door as well.

Next day we met up with the couple from next door, young just like us. They were swingers, but I wasn't quiet ready for that just yet. But by the end of the week I'd had a passionate kiss with Greg (and was getting turned on about doing the same with Abby) whilst Simon kissed Abby. We kept in touch and arranged to meet up again on another vacation soon after. We'd started with same room sex, moving after a few days to swapping. It was great waking one morning with Simon, the next with Greg (and subsequently I'd find myself waking beside Abby).

But that's another story for another time. Perhaps two!