Of course it wasn’t, she had been to the local lover’s lane more than once, many more than once, and had been “felt up” by more than one boy. ...ut, she never let them go farther than getting a hand under her skirt and touching her panties and that was only two boys that got that far…well one did get a finger in her, but she stopped that before it went any farther. But this was different, this wasn’t just anyone making out with her and copping a feel. This was something she wanted, something that. I want you to come deep inside me."As she rode me, my mind started to tick over noticing a few things were different tonight that I couldn't immediately explain. For one, when I came home she had been sorting herself out, but there was no sign of her vibrator on the bed. Secondly, her pussy was on fire, I'd never felt it this hot but it also seemed a bit looser than normal.She'd easily slid down on it in one go but it seemed to be gradually tightening up with each squeeze as she rode me urging. When I asked what had made her so happy, Kay lifted her skirt and showed me her freshly shaved pussy. Not a hair could be seen. I ate her pussy with enthusiasm that night until she had had multiple orgasms.Then, one night after sex, we were cuddling and petting each other on my sofa. Kay smiled up at me. She said, “Pete, one of my friends, Susan, just turned eighteen.”“Oh, that’s nice.” I replied“No, you don’t understand. Remember, I asked about sharing you with a couple of my friends? Well,. I couldn’t say no. He fucked me a couple of times a week from then on. He controlled me.“In high school my looks got me dates from the cool guys. It didn’t take long before they discovered that I couldn’t say ‘No’ on dates if they were at all domineering. I tried to keep out of situations where we were alone together but some of them were too smart and my legs were spread a lot more often than I wanted to.“My husband was one of them and offered me a way to escape from my stepfather. He seemed.