I remember exactly how it happened...” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“Ok Chris, serious...y, get up here, its too cold down there.”“No I'm fine, everyone's leaving tomorrow, I can tough it out one more day down here.”“No you cant, its too cold, get up here right now!”“Really sis, I'm fine, just go to sleep.”I could hear his shivering get worse, and I knew he would get sick or something if he didn't get warmed up, so I got out of his bed. He told me all this and asked me if i wanted to give my body for his enjoyment.I kinda liked the idea. My cunt got wet instantly from the thought. It was so humiliating to do such a thing. Being ordered to get abused made me feel such a whore:) And him being old, fat and ugly added to the humiliation, so i said yes. The date was set on nov 10 2010 at around noon........I rang the doorbell of the old house his dad lived in. It took a while before he opened the door. But eventually he opened the. With the two guysdoing most of the lifting and carrying, mom, Tina, and I devoted ourefforts towards unpacking and organizing my closet. Dad hooked up mycomputer and gaming equipment and held doors open for the guys (all inall, he was pleased with everyone's efficiency). I was somewhatsurprised that neither of my parents took the opportunity to subtlyinterrogate my new roommate to make sure she wasn't some psycho who wasgoing to kill me or sell me a timeshare in Florida. Apparently. My heart was pumping a mile a minute. I then took my dick out of my underwear and started to jerk off. I brought Stacy's thong closer to my face and rubbed it against my nose. It smelt like her. It smelt like pussy. The aroma was intoxicating. It was something new. It was something taboo. I jerked off more aggressively the more I smelt Stacy's pussy on the panties. I was about to cum. I laid back on Stacy's bed and blew my load. It shot halfway up my chest. Not thinking, I used the first thing.