You seemed to be enjoying yourself, as was everyone else at the orgy." The next time I saw you was when I looked in on you last night before going to ...ed. You were sleeping like an angel and looking so peaceful. You even had a slight smile on your face." Was I naked?" I asked."I don't know. You were under the duvet so I couldn't really see. Why do you ask?" When I went to bed last night I was dressed, albeit only in this dress. When I woke this morning, I was naked. How did I get undressed?" I. My body filled with excitement when I heard the doorbell ring and ran downstairs to answer it. I opened the door and took a moment to stare at Lauren. She was wearing a tight t-shirt that hugged her curves nicely, and a tiny pair of shorts. We greeted each other and I invited her inside. After we got settled we were sitting on my bed looking through magazines and chattering away. "So.. have you, y'know, Had sex yet?.." she said hesitantly. I was a little surprised at her question and answered. Our tongues meet, touch, tease as they circle and swirl together, our hearts beating fast with the growing desire. I want to slowly peel each other’s clothes off, piece by piece, revealing just that little bit more to each other. Our bulges growing in snug fitting faded denim shorts....pushing and straining at the material, shaping it, visual signs of our growing lust for each other, both getting hornier because we know what is going to happen, because of what we want, because of what we love. What made this even more worse was the fact that I felt I couldn't please her very well. It would take about half an hour of eating her out and fingering her for her to orgasm. This made me start to think that they were all faked. Also. When having sex there were a few times I didn't know if I'd penetrated her. I was far too small to please her that way too. She'd even bought herself a dildo to get herself off halfway through our relationship.Finally one night on a Skype call she finally.