Just before we resumed she went into the nightstand and handed me another condom. I was too sweaty to open it with my hands so I tore it open with my ...eeth as she had done. Yuck, it tasted awful. When I re-entered, I felt like every man on the planet who has ever had to wear a condom, I appreciated the protection but hated that sort of "numb" feeling. I was again becoming aware of my performance and didn't want “Mr softy” to return. I slid back inside her immediately and began some slow and. We went at it harder and harder, my cock against her pussy. We were both grunting. The thin mesh of the screen door was the only thing keeping us from grabbing each other. “Oh my god, this is hot!” she moaned. “I’m so turned on.” The screen door was bouncing against the door frame as we went at it, looking at each other’s eyes. I then raised my arms above my head, pressing my hands into the screen as I humped her through the screen door. She spread her legs wider apart and bent back slightly. No one thinks it's wrong or "bad." It's good money and I don't write degrading crap. But I certainly don't tell everyone I meet or know that I write erotica.My grandmother doesn't know. And I didn't think Sofia did. "Never mind how I found out," she answered. "But if it's true, I think it's pretty neat. Well?" I felt a twinge of embarrassment but I couldn't lie. "Okay, it's true. But I don't call them 'fuck stories.'" Sofia's face lit up. I suddenly became aware that my nubile cousin was. I didn't care,it felt good. I asked her about the half shirt,she said it's for girls starting to grow their boonies. Oh ok I said, it feels nice. She giggled and asked if I put it on, I said yes. Her mother called out saying that my mom called to say come home. I told Ann I didn't have time to change and pulled my pants up and left. The next day at school Ann asked if I had them on,I said no. I didn't want anyone to know. She said I looked pretty in them and I should wear them. I said I wish I.