“You wanted to share this? Why?”“I love storms. There’s something just so ... so otherworldly about them, though I know that that adverb doesn...��t really fit, given that storms are definitely of this world. Storms make my mother nervous and my sister is afraid of them. I’ve never had anyone to share watching a good night-time electrical storm.”“I like storms, too. If Rhee were awake, we could sit on that side of the bed and watch it. Or we could go to the dining room.”“And leave Rhee here?”“No,. Just as I can feel your balls draw up tight thinking your going to cum in my mouth, you pull out and pick me up from the floor and tell me to get on the bed. Laying down on my back I grab onto one of my nipples and start to rub, roll and pinch it as I watch you crawl up on the bed. Kneeling between my knees you grab onto mythighs and spread them wide. Leaning down you swipe your tongue from my little rosebud to my clit, sucking my clit in your mouth you give it a little suck. "Are you ready. It just kind of happened, I suppose.. but you definitely seemed to enjoy yourself and you looked amazing. We also never got to finish our game of truth or dare. You never got a chance to go."Becky couldn't believe herself. After watching such a spectacular orgy go down, her partner in crime still wanted to keep this game up. This c***d's game at that. However, she thought to herself - what the hell could it hurt. After all, if she was lucky maybe they'd get a round 2, so she chose dare.Nobody. Look on the bright side; I'm still a one-third virgin."What do you do when the love of your life tells you she sucked and took in the ass the most desirable guy in the school, for you. I was so relieved, I said thanks. She said, "You're welcome. Good bye! [Click.]." I was back on the line at noon, begging her to go steady. She took pity on me and accepted my ring.The next few months were the best of my life. Sharon and I were inseparable. Our love blossomed. We talked of marriage and a life.