What happened, happened. Maybe it should not have happened, but it did. And two things came of it, one, we are talking for the first time, and two, I ...ad an amazing orgasm masturbating about it! So there, nothing to be sorry about!" With that she let out a nervous laugh, still seeking some sort of acceptance.Once again, her confession stunned me into silence. I had never even spoken to a girl about sex and here I'm sitting with my step-sister talking about her secret fantasy of being raped and. .”I grabbed her by her long wet hair and kissed her, and I tried to enter her. She was very very tight. I applied more force, and I went all in. She screamed hard, I waited, and that was when I saw the blood. She was a virgin..like me.I looked at my fat friend and kissed her. I started fucking her slowly, squeezing her boobs, kissing her, licking her. She started to moan as well. We were looking at each other, enjoying each other as I started to thrust harder. She held me tight and moaned. Look, I need?" What?" The man cocked his head."I crash landed!" Even shouting, his tiny voice barely made a dent. Itwas too light, too quiet. He couldn't seem to make it sound serious, nomatter how much he tried. Was it the shape of the bot's mouth or throator tongue? Everything that came out sounded happy and full of smiles.The wind flapped against the man's hood and coat. He looked Alex up anddown and snorted, rubbing the peppery whiskers on his chin. "Whad'youwant?"Alex sighed and his. We laughed at each other as we walked to my frat house. At the door, one of my "brothers" gave me the secret handshake and two glasses of "punch". We both knew the punch was more alcohol than anything else. Nikki and I looked into the other's eyes and slammed the large glasses. We moved from room to room as I explained each display. The living room was a small disco with lights and music filling the room with bodies moving around in it. The dining room was an operating theater. A corpse.