I didn't feel I was alone with the new interest, just notquite as off as some. Could this become more than a casual sideline forme? There seemed to be...a great number of males involved with acting outtheir desires. I was more than a little committed with dressing havingspent nearly $2,400 dollars on the styling and clothes.The alternative sites where the 'girls' seemed to respect themselves andwomen in general were less common. The ribald seemed to dominate theimaginations of most. I figured I. Ladies, while you might not really be into this sort of thing I would still hope you can diddle and fill your cunts with fingers, dildos or cocks during or after reading this little story.Karen was seventeen the first time she caught me jacking off. There is was naked on my bed with my thick hard cock in my fist as I pumped it until I loosed my climax. I wasn't sure if she saw me watching her but I did and was delighted when she slipped her hand under her short skirt. I knew she was feeling her. At this point, she almost lost control of herself, but willed her body to keep herself at this critical point. It was truly the most ecstatic sensation she had ever experienced. She wailed out loudly as shots of pleasure ran through her veins. Her back arched as she thrust her breasts out into the room. The nipples were large and stiff as she felt the cool air of the room kiss them hello. She was floating, seemingly. All she could do was now give in to the deeper sensations and the exquisite. She was in no hurry to let me go, and her warm little body was plastered up against me so closely we couldn't have gotten a Kleenex between us.I began to get an erection and I started trying to pry the young girl off my chest before she could notice.But she noticed, all right."I am very glad that you are home!" she said, in perfect English."I'm happy to be here," I said."I could tell!" Margarita said, laughing.I'm pretty sure I blushed. She might be not-yet 18, but she had a wicked, and very.