However, at fifteen years old and in the tenth grade my hormones were raging. I didn’t have a choice.I had developed a sense of what type of girl to...look for. I was still a virgin but I could get most of the girls that I picked out to let me fondle their breasts and finger their pussies within a week or two.The girl would be pretty much the girl next door type. They would be cute, have nice bodies, but they wouldn’t flaunt their assets. They would be good students but not overly popular.Casey. Then I slammed it to her hard and fast. I reach under and start rubbing her clit. She went into overdrive, groaning and mouthing the word fuck again and again. I was more than ready, the next minute I'm pumping Nora full of my hot load of cum. She went limp as I gave a couple of last thrusts and slipped out of her spent. Not as spent as Nora however. She was totally out of it. Limp as a dish rag. She had passed out. The Big "O", as the french say La Petit Mort; "The Little Death". When she came. Thodi der drive karne ke baad maine dekha ki woh so gayi thi maine phir se apna haath uski jhaang per rakh diya fir dheere dheere uski panty ko side mein kiya kya choot thi uski ek bhi baal nahi wah aaj to maza ane wala tha.Maine gaadi ki speed badhayi aur fatafat ghar pahocha use gaadi se nikala aur utha kar ghar le gaya kamre mein lete jaate hi maine uski dress kholni shuru ki achanak hi woh jaag gayi mere kapde kyu utaar rahe ho?Taki tu aramse so jaye o phir dheere dheere maine use poora. They waited with increasing agitation."Why the fuck isn't there a stairway:?" Valerie demanded for the third time. "It's against the fucking fire code!" It's that old man," said Tracey. "He trapped us up here!"Valerie put her palm to her forehead in frustration."I guess we have to go in there and ask if there's another way down. There must be! This is insane!"Tracey sighed and agreed. They opened the door labeled "BimboTech Inc." and walked inside. There behind a reception counter was a black.