“Yea right, you were probably gonna go home and jerk off and play video games or something.” Emily laughed.I started to blush hard and she noticed... “Aww don’t be embarrassed Cam. Every guy does it. Hell even most of us girls do it!” Her eyes seemed to light up.“Well most guys don’t like to talk about it. And besides the guys on the team have a girl or two to go home to. I don’t.” I said while looking at the floor. “Wait, you don’t have a girlfriend? Have you ever had sex?” She asked while. ”“Just stay there. Don’t move. Please.”I stayed there for at least a minute, maybe two. I felt both our heart beats. Eventually it was her that started moving, not me. I also felt a change in her ass. It didn’t grip as tight and as I moved in and out of her slightly, although it was really tight, it did not squeeze as I moved. I knew it was ok to fuck. I grabbed her ass tight and pulled out, about half way, then pushed into her with force. She grunted loudly but kept moving as much as she. She went inside and i drove home. When I got home, she immediately called and said, I feel so bad i did something horrible I should have told you. At that point I became concerned and asked whats going on babe? she said " I kissed my ex boyfriend when I was over on vacation it didn't mean anything but then we we went cruising the next day and we made out, after that nothing happened but I feel horrible if you want to. But I act like a hooker in every other way, to the extent that the girls down the street constitute my best friends. Like I said, it had been a slow week, and I spent last night not on my corner, but with my friends the hookers in a coffee shop nearby. It was a Thursday, the evening before pay day, and we gave up early. The girls spent our "coffee break" trying to see who could give the fastest blow job, and since I had the only cock, they practiced on me, which they could do since our table.