He was in his 30's and very charming with the gift of the gab. It wasn't long before he'd arranged my lessons at the end of the day after which he'd s...ggest we go for a drink.After our drink he drove to a secluded spot, we were kissing in next to no time. His hands were soon removing my upper clothing and expertly exploring my body, which I enjoyed."We'd be more comfy in the back", he suggested. I was more than willing and hurriedly changed places.We then moved to the back seat where he. Religions preach the importance of male virginity before marriage , and sex-ed focuses on shaming boys who touch themselves or even worse, dare give anything more than a chaste kiss to a woman they're not involved with. It isn't at all hard for a man to get laid anytime he's brave enough to risk it. But if word gets out it can ruin his reputation, with rampant slut-shaming from both fellow males disgusted with his behavior and horny women looking for their own shot at the loose boy. And if a. ”“Cool,” I said.“Did Kara hear back from UofC?”“Not yet, but she was pretty sure they wouldn’t call her until the quarter was over. I’m guessing she’ll hear on Monday or Tuesday.”“I hope she gets it!”“Me, too!”We were on our way to dinner, though I wasn’t thrilled because my brother was along. So far, he’d kept his mouth shut, and I hoped it stayed that way, because neither Stephanie nor I were in any mood for BS from him or my mom. I’d already had a heated debate with my mom about him coming. The soft heat of her insides pulse with pleasured contractions, and give way to me in a constricting coil of deepening tension. I reach my base, and Audrie’s supple, soft cheeks press against my pelvis. Her cry strains her throat until it becomes a sob of pure satisfaction. She looks back at me; her eyebrows furrowed, her grey eyes glistening, and her parted lips quivering. “Rape me,” she whispers, her voice dripping with lust, “rape me like I deserve to be raped.” I grip her by the hips, pull.