She couldn’t believe how real if felt! The dream hand kept going and grew bolder. It slid into the bodice of her nightgown and cupped itself around ...ne of her breasts so her nipple was pressed into the cupped palm. God, it felt real! ‘Mmmmm!’ she moaned. She jumped when she realized she wasn’t asleep at all. She opened her eyes, frightened, then as her eyes began to focus, she relaxed. It wasn’t a dream, it was better than a dream! Larry was there, making love to her! ‘Larry, how…Ohhhhhh!!!…how. He really hadn't intended to go out, but there was little point inassuming this sexy appearance just to lurk alone in his bedsit. Andso, gingerly, he opened his bedroom door and stole nervouslydownstairs, apprehensive that at any moment, the door to the housewould open heralding Mr.Evans's untimely return home. But it wasscarcely after mid-day, and Mr.Evans would be busy for hours yet.Peter - or rather Penny as he had become now that his transformationwas complete - left the house, locking. I stopped moving, I almost wanted to cry. I had never even been with a man before, and to think this would be the man to break my virgin knot! I stood there helpless as he caressed my large breasts, which he seemed to have taken a fancy to. Then he moved one hand slowly down and pulled up my dress. His hand then danced where no man’s hand had ever gone before. I moaned, first out of fear but then for a moment out of pleasure. He stopped his caressing and took me in both hands and sat me upon. The perfect concoction for a college budget. We talked a little about this and that while the alcohol loosened up our senses. She got up and walked to her television, slid in a VHS tape and forwarded past the warnings and advertisements into a hardcore porno. A man on the screen fucking a little blond from behind, the sounds of sex preparing the room.Christina motioned me to the couch and I moved across the room and took my seat. Then she started to strip. She slid her shirt over her head to.