Gemstone - Early Years Part 2

The next show (don't worry, I'm not writing about every show, just the first few) I went to was to see the wrestler who had taken me in at my local venue, and involved a bus and train ride, but at least he was taking me home. Again, it was a bigger venue, and I found the stage door which was up a small side street and I waited for half an hour, not really sure whether to ask anyone to get me in or just wait and hope I saw the wrestler who had told me to go. I was dressed a bit weird but I felt it looked good at the time. Grey long socks up to my thighs, a black mini skirt that was my sister's and a grey loose fitting jumper. I had panties but no bra, and old white trainers. I carried a jacket.

Fortunately he arrived, followed by two other men. He saw me and came to talk and then I noticed one of the other two following was Chris who I had been with at last weeks show, who also said “hi”. Those two went straight in and the first guy, Peter said he had been hearing about me going with Chris, and he was upset that I didn't get my tits out for him. He was only joking though and took me in. Obviously wrestlers talk about their groupies !

We went in and I found somewhere to sit before Peter came out and asked if I still needed a lift home. I said yes, and he explained that the other two had come with him, but it would be OK. He explained that often they travel alone but sometimes the promoter rings and makes them travel together to save on expenses. He said he would look after me, and that he was in the first contest and then the other two in the second, so we could get away early. He told me to behave and stay somewhere near and not to talk to any strange men. My mind was in a bit of turmoil. All three of them in the car? Oohhh. I felt a shivering in my stomach. Probably the first time I felt my clit throbbing as well.

While I was hanging about, the family I keep seeing came to talk. They seemed impressed that I was getting about, and said they would give me a lift part way home if I ever needed it. The daughter came back later on her own and asked me not to “go” with two particular wrestlers, neither of who I had heard of. They were her “boyfriends” apparently. She seemed a bit “up-herself”, but maybe she could be useful. I went to the toilet just before the interval and soon after it was time to go. I walked out with the three wrestlers and they signed a few autographs and then we went to the car. Peter gave his keys to Chris and asked him to drive, and Peter got in the back with me and we set off, with some brief direction from me on where we were heading.

Peter was whispering to me, asking if I was ok with sucking his cock with the others in the front I nodded yes and he also asked if I would do the same for them if we swapped over. I said I would if he wanted me to. He asked why I wouldn't have full sex, I said I didn't feel ready yet, and he accepted that and asked if he could undress me. I nodded “yes”. I felt I was ready to be naked, and they all seemed ok, even the one I didn't know. Peter said that I should just relax and enjoy myself, no one was going to do anything that I didn't agree to, and he asked what time I needed to be home. I said 10.30pm or so.

Peter started kissing me and had his hand on the bare flesh between my mini skirt and the top of my socks. Then he put his hand up the front of my jumper and pushed it up and pulled it straight off and he kissed my breasts and tweaked a nipple which made me jump. He laughed and sucked both my nipples and told me they really needed some work on them, kissed me on the mouth for ages while feeling me all over and then pulled my skirt down and off. He told Chris to look for a dark quiet lay by, and then pulled my panties down. He let me keep my socks and trainers on and Chris stopped the car after a few minutes, he had turned up a country lane and pulled into a gateway to a field. Peter had pulled me up so I sat on his lap and we were kissing as his hands roamed over me and he told me to get his cock out. As I moved back to kneel on the seat he felt between my legs and gentlymassaged. He told me to say something dirty. I laughed and said I couldn't, but he insisted as he got his erection out, so I said “Ilove cock, and I love spunk”. Embarrassing ! The two in the front had turned round and were watching. I remained on the seal, kneeling and took Peter's cock in my hands and then my mouth and went up and down on it, and I soon felt several hands roaming over me. I had to ask them not to finger me, and they didn't, but the guy who's name I didn't even know, got out and opened the door and pushed himself in so I was in the middle. Soon I was sucking Peter and wanking the other guy, my breasts and bottom being fondled, and Peter came in my mouth, and I was quickly pulled round to suck the other guy's cock, which was bigger but not as fat, and tasted salty, or maybe that was just the spunk in my mouth. He didn't last long and was soon shootingdown my throat. I was thinking how unbelievable all this was, and especially what a complete slut I was being. I loved it.

They both got out and Chris got in the back. We kissed for a while and he asked if he could kiss me between my legs, I nodded yes and he kissed a licked and inserted his tongue just a bit, before moving up to my breasts and biting them. Then up to my neck, I had to ask him not to give me bites there, so we kissed some more and then I sucked him off. I stayed almost naked in the back with Chris as we drove back to near where I lived, and I found my clothes and put them on before wegot to near where I lived. They dropped me off at the end of my street.

As the months went on I became less keen on Brian turning up at my local shows. He still insisted on paying for me to get in and then treating him to a fish supper while I sucked him off. The only reason I didn't end it was that he kept talking about taking me to wrestling shows around the coast for two weeks in August, when he was on two weeks holiday. I gradually primed my mum by telling her that the family I knew had offered to take me to some shows and I would have to stay over with them now and again, and my mum agreed as long as I got a job and stuck to it after the holidays.

I'll write about this time in the future perhaps, but what actually happened was that Brian took 2 weeks off work by pretending to be ill, so we had FOUR weeks, where we took in a wrestling show every night, all along the coast, sometimes inland. I stayed at his house sometimes, we slept in the car other nights, and he dropped me home every few days for one night. He never got more than a blowjob and maybe a flash, whereas I lost my virginity and was shagging wrestlers every night. Then I dumped him. Bitch that I had become.