What caught my eye was the gusset of her panties was darker where it would have ridden between her legs. Noticeably darker than the rest of the cotton...material.I picked them up and filled my nose with the female aroma that had lingered in the bedroom. She must have been wearing these panties while she lay on the bed pleasing herself with her fingers or who knows what...My cock reared up as I savored the erotic scent of a woman's secret pleasure. I have always been turned on by a woman's smell. No one had shown any interest in pleasing me so far, I think they considered my pussy as an alternative to their right hands.Prom night, the ballroom in the hotel did look lovely, the school had really pushed the boat out to see us off, with a local band and a half decent DJ. We had a proper sit-down meal, reminding me of a wedding again, and after the meal we were all ushered into the bar as they removed the tables for the dance. Mike took my hand and led me outside, he took out a packet of. I nearly lose it right there, all over your tongue; but you quicken your relentless fucking of my ass, keeping my pleasure focused there. My hips buck again and you can feel my pleasured moans lost in your wet folds. I wrap my arms around your legs, pulling you closer to me, redoubling my efforts. Now I can feel your rhythmic moans around my cock. I tense as I feel my orgasm building. Noticing, and not wanting me done yet, you pull your mouth off my cock, letting it slap wetly against my. My first experience was with a guy called Tom just outside of Manchester. He lived in an apartment and I nervously climbed the stairs wondering what was going to happen. Luckily he was a lovely sweet guy who sat me down, made me a coffee and had a long chat with me. I explained I was a Virgin in gay terms and he said if I still wanted to go ahead and “play” then he would take it slow with me and stop if I felt uneasy with anything we were doing.I needn’t have worried. He was such a gentle lover.