My name is Natasha, I'm an eighteen year old language student in a
fairly large British city. I lost my virginity more than a year ago,
with a boy at a party and I've made love a few times since then. It
seems as if a whole new, mysterious and exciting world is opening up
before me. Pleasure in my own body and the power I seem to have over
men. Just getting away from my parents has made such a difference -
freedom! I'm quite petite, girlish, with shoulder length light-brown
hair and bright sky-blue eyes. I feel lithe and smooth.

Just before Millennium night I had a very sexual but unsettling
experience. I was out at a pub in the city centre with a mixed group of
friends. We were having a laugh and getting drunk and passing out bottles of Rush. Just messing around
really. I was wearing a black and purple patterned satin party dress
with a simple but skimpy white bra and panties underneath. I left my
friends and went up to the bar to get some drinks. The place was
jam-packed and really too smokey for my liking. I squeezed through to
the bar between two men wearing suits. One of them deliberately let his
hand slide over my bum! I swore at him and he apologised saying that he
hadn't meant it. They both started chatting to me as I waited to be
served. Asking my name, what I did, all the usual things. The one who
had touched me was tall and broad, a bit overweight, with short sandy
hair and a trim reddish beard. He must have been in his early forties I
think. His friend had neat grey hair and a stocky but fit looking build
and was probably even older than the first and had a wedding band on his
finger. They looked as if they had come straight from the office and
been drinking steadily ever since.

I was having fun so I just stayed between them and talked. I felt light
and free.a bit drunk, and they were so keen to talk to me. The first man
who was called Graeme was standing at my side and really close up
against me. He kept touching my waist and letting his leg press against
my thigh. His friend Jim seemed to be content just to gaze at me and to
try and sneak a look down the front of my dress. Sadly for him my tits
are a bit small! They bought me a drink and I'd almost forgotten about
my friends. Graeme slid his hand under my short dress and let his
fingertips trail over the inside of my thigh and the cheek of my bum
where it was covered by my silk-like panties. I felt strange, excited, a
little out of control. His crotch was pressing even more firmly against
my leg now and I could clearly feel his erect penis against me. It felt
quite large and both soft and hard at the same time. My nipples were
stiffening and I felt warm between my legs. My mouth was dry and I felt
like my skin was gently buzzing all over. His fingers moved between my
legs and began stroking my pussy through the thin gusset of my panties.
Then he pulled my knickers to one side and slid a fingertip over my soft
slit. He found my little hole and wet his finger at the entrance. Then
just rubbed ever so gently over my cunt, backwards and forwards without
ever paying particular attention to my clitoris. His hard cock pushing
even more deliberately against me. Jim didn't seem particularly aware of
what was happening and the three of us were managing to keep up a fairly
normal conversation.

One of my friends had struggled over from our table to see if I was
alright and what had happened to the drinks but when I looked round at
closing time they had given up on me and gone. The men asked wether I
would like to share a taxi home and I agreed, not sure what was going to
happen. I collected my coat and we walked out into the cold, bright
night. Back in the bar Graeme had removed his fingers from my wet,
swollen pussy and given my bum a final, friendly, proprietorial squeeze.
Soon we were sitting in a taxi, with me squeezed between the two men.
Graeme started murmuring into my ear and kissing my hair and cheek. He
kept telling me how beautiful and sexy I was and how he badly he wanted
to fuck me. At the same time Jim was pressing his leg against mine and
rather timidly stroking my bare thigh. Inevitably they invited me to
have a drink at Graemes flat which was the first pl