"Beverly's mother." she supplied for him, then pressed her lips to histo silence him.The introductions complete, Prinz led the group to the large circ...e ofpillows Mark had arranged in the center of the living room. The musicwas soft and relaxing, and the lights were turned to a shimmering glow,just bright enough to cast most of the room in deep shadows. Nervously,the eight people sat, and all eyes turned to Prinz.Clearing his throat, he asked, "Does anyone have any objections to anyform of. “Hmm… that feels so good.”It was so erotically different from anything I’d experienced. I gave up any pretense of control and allowed him to play with my body in any way that he pleased. He moved behind me, raised my hips until I was on my knees, then kissed and nibbled at my tender butt cheeks. I buried my head in the pillow, becoming more and more excited by his touch.His lips drew nearer to my center and then I felt a wonderfully soft wetness caress my hole. “Oh my fucking god,” I moaned as. Her dark hair fell in long waves, with long bangs side-swept across her beautiful face. Fake eyelashes donned her eyelids, adding to her sultry appearance. I struggled to avert my eyes from her huge tits whenever she leaned in to talk to me. Every male tried and failed to hold back their hard-on in class. It was like high school all over again for me. Damn, she was hot. I fantasized about her often. Maybe that is why I didn't really read too much into it when I caught her looking at me often. I. My first lover, the one who initiated me into the joys of sex, and taught me more than I ever thought possible, was frankly fat, but I loved it. I’d had skinny lovers, of course, but those whose frames had a good covering always turned me on more. So when I walked into my local pub that fateful Friday, little did I expect that my life was just about to change. I met with my friends most Fridays, and they were there before me, Fred of the hangdog look on a short lease from his nagging scrawny.