I might have been inexperienced but I wasn’t naïve, and as I said, had spent a glorious couple of months with my last girlfriend, learning how to d... oral and how to use my fingers! I worked her apart gently and put constant pressure on her G spot until I had her cumming hard, with loud moans. Once she caught her breath, she turned and said, “God that was good, when did you learn to do that? Please fuck me now.” I held my hard cock and rubbed my knob up and down her slippy lips, as she went back. It mattered to me. Being realistic, or doubting something like this would simply lead to an empty life… love was worth taking a risk. Cindi was worth it. Mother was happy to hear that Cindi and I got back in touch with one another. She happily agreed to pay for my flight out there, promising me to send Cindi her warm greetings. It was so rushed, but Mother dropped me off at O’Hare later that evening to catch the Las Vegas flight that arrived at midnight. I arranged for a room at the Belagio. By this time, both he and I were fully into puberty. In our house, we had three bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs. Our parent’s bedroom and ensuite bathroom were downstairs. David and I shared the one upstairs bathrooms across from our separate bedrooms. The older we both got, the more times we both spent getting ready, which started a few fights on occasion. Even though I was well aware by this time that boys and girls were different and both would masturbate for pleasure, it never really. Damn, she was more than prepared. I grabbed one and ripped it open with my teeth. As much as I wanted her to be someone else, I was only human. I was hard. She lifted her legs a little to break me out of my trance. She wasn’t going to get this easy, she wanted this too much. I took the head of cock and circled her pussy, occasionally rubbing it against her clit. She moaned loud and began to plead, ‘Please…’ ‘Please what,’ I toyed. ‘Just please fuck me.’ I rammed into her hard and started.