Ever since Ade had taught me that women could orgasm, and then I’d told them, they had been masturbating furiously, well after I taught them that is... but more about that in a second. Neither Ruth nor Jenny had been with a guy and been penetrated or licked out. Most of their sex with guys, had been confined to their tits and fingering. They had both had experience of cock in their hand, and Ruth had sucked on the tip of one, but not brought the guy off. They were both desperate to be fucked, but. Feathery fingertips now bring sighs instead of giggles.Your skin glows in the flickering candlelight as I kneel astride your hips where you lie prone upon the sheets. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair from your face and you smile contentedly.Such trust, from one who seems so small and fragile beneath my brutish bulk, is impossible to fathom, but my heart swells within my chest at the knowledge of its existence.Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around. "Rory's a swimmer," Eddie said, attempting to help the conversation."Oh yeah?" Luke said, smiling. "I know a few guys from the swim team. Maybe I can introduce you in case you want to join next year."Jase looked at Luke. "Since when do you know swimmers? The only guys you ever bring around are your wrestling buddies." Rick Leto is a swimmer," Luke replied."That's okay," I interrupted, "I won't be going to school here anyway."Both Luke and Jase threw questioning looks at Eddie, who suddenly. You're mine, and I want to play."Slowly, I breathe out moist tendrils of my breath into the centre of your beloved ear. People often don't think of ears as being sexy, but yours are. I love the soft, smooth lines and folds, a weathered seashell of your skin, that listens for my step down the hall, or delights in the vibrations of the moans you call forth from me. I love the few little hairs that peek out, because they are yours. Some people trim them, but I've never been conventional. They make.