I was much more sexually mature than the children around me. I can remember jacking off a lot back in the 5th grade when everyone else in my class was just awakening to what sexual feelings were all about.

My first sexual experience was in the 5th grade, actually the summer before. Both my older brothers were away at summer camp and my single-parent mother decided to enroll me in a summer program for kids sponsored by the city.

The program was held on the school grounds close to our house and had all kinds of activities to keep us entertained. We weren't all that well supervised, they just didn't have enough volunteers to keep track of all the kids all of the time.

What happened was that I had begun to develop an attraction to this girl in my group. I can't remember her name anymore but I do remember that she was blonde and kind of cute.

I learned a very important lesson with her that summer. I found out that I had the power of persuasion because I talked her into letting me fuck her. (Yes, I know that is a strange thing for kids to do who are so young, but if you'll try to remember back to that age, you probably thought that you were pretty grown up at that age.)

Our first sexual contact was one boring summer day just before the weekend. This girl and I were at the back of the classroom when I began to feel horny and asked her to put her hand in my pants. We'd been flirting for days and the question wasn't totally unexpected, but I have to admit I really didn't expect her to do it.

But after a little begging she did as I asked. I can vividly remember standing there at the back of the room sort of behind the big dusty floor-to-ceiling drapes as I loosened my pants. The feeling of her warm hand dipping into my underwear was like heaven, and when her fingers wrapped around my dick I just exploded.

She didn't realize at first what had happened. She kept feeling me until it was obvious that something hot and sticky was squishing around between her fingers. In some surprise she pulled her hand out of my pants and looked at it in disgust.

I remember her getting mad at me and I remember telling her that she was so sexy that she'd made me cum in my shorts. She seemed to like that.

Anyway, the next day I fucked her.

We were at the back of the room like the day before. I think she wanted to give me another hand job. I know she was just as excited as I was, but I needed something more than we had done before. I asked her if we could make love.

She knew exactly what I was asking and to my incredulous excitement she didn't say no. She just kept hemming and hawing and trying to stall me. But I was having none of that and I pushed her behind the big drapes and undid my pants. I reached out for her hand and wrapped her fingers around my ridged dick and moved her hand up and down in a slow jacking motion.

At the same time I pulled her dress up and hooked my fingers in her panties and with some effort pulled them down until they fell to the floor around her feet. It didn't take long before I was pushing my body up against hers.

I didn't really know what I was doing but I knew the basics and fumbled around holding my hard dick up against her and positioned myself where I thought I should be.

Apparently my little blonde girlfriend was just as excited as I was because I can remember the incredible feeling of her slick little slit as I found her pussy. It was a sensation that I've tried to recapture many times since then. The feeling of sliding into that hot slick tightness practically blew my mind.

I couldn't speak, I could hardly breathe as I began to pump in and out of her as we stood wrapped up in the dusty drapes. It didn't take very long before I blew my load in her. I remember looking into her eyes as my body pressed against hers and I shivered as my orgasm gushed into her. I don't think she knew what had happened at first but when I finally sighed and slumped against her she became pretty agitated and pulled away from me.

That was my first time and I was able to persuade her to do it with me twice more. Each time she tried to refuse saying that I didn't have any protection and that she didn't want to get pregnant. But each time I talked her into it.

It turned out that she did get pregnant but to my great relief she never told her parents who had done it to her and they ended up moving away before she had the baby.

That experience gave me such a rush that I was almost insatiable after that. I looked for willing girls and found them in droves. I looked for the ones with little experience and maybe a self-image problem and I was nice to them. I have always been good-looking and most of the girls could be talked into whatever I wanted.

It still amazes me that I have been able to get bareback sex all of my life. I think I must be the father of at least 25 to 30 kids around the country. I always tried to stay long enough to make them pregnant, then I'd leave.

The only time that I really regretted having to leave a woman was when I met Kristi during my freshman year at college. She was a beautiful young woman who had a complete sense of her self worth and always seemed to know what she wanted and where she was headed. Until she met me that is.