I had not slept with her although I wanted to.I knew that Sandra dated and had a few guys she went out with. She toldme about them and it seemed to me...she talked about them to me as thoughI was a girl friend. I just thought she wasn't interested in me in asexual way. Sandra and I were friends for about three months when sheasked me if I was gay or just didn't find her sexy. I told her I thoughtshe was very sexy. She asked why I had never made a move, so she madethe move. The first time we had. In many ways he was similar to Brian, not seemingly interested in fucking me, which I suppose in one way was glad, but catch me at the wrong time of the month, I suspected I might relent and take a quick load, you see, I was one of those girls who preferred to have 'Bareback sex', feeling a man cum inside you has an extra thrill, a kind of 'Job well done feeling'.But really, like Brian, who wanted to be a fly on the wall in a girls dorm or bathroom, I was similarly into men's fantasies and what. A hand slammed into your chest to drag you up to me. It was a release of pure want, a final giving in to my own sense of morals and reluctance. The kiss was all lips and tongue and teeth...the first time you or I had ever kissed another woman. It was sensual...the lingering feeling of you being dragged to me was hanging heavily in the air, lighting fires that burned for other passions to come.I pulled your shirt up a bit and began to caress your belly, I ran my fingers slowly over your. I breathed deeply of his musky scent with widely flared nostrils as he grasped my head once again and pressed his hard shaft deeply into my mouth. I could feel the soft swollen head of his penis pressing against the back of my throat, causing me to gag slightly. I released my grasp on his shaft and decided to pleasure his ass as he continued to saw his massive erection in and out of my mouth. With both hands I reached behind him and squeezed the quivering flesh of his full ass cheeks, pulling.