He released Bella's wrist and spun her around to face the wall and held her there with one arm across her shoulders, and reached under her skirt with ...he other hand until he had forced two fingers past the point of anything resembling appropriate and half growled into Bella's ear: "Well at least this one likes it rough." He was reaching for his zipper when a deep female voice barked: "Let her go, Marcus, she is not for you and this is not how we do things here."The man, Marcus, released Bella. Shit! My sister must have just barely taken these off! Quickly shutting the bathroom door all the way, I raised the thong to my face and sniffed it, inhaling deeply. The rich, musky aroma was unmistakable and my cock stiffened immediately in response to the intoxicating scent. Just then I heard someone coming up the stairs and then Karen saying, "Brian, are you in there? Hurry up, I really gotta pee." I froze, the thong still raised to my face. Damn, what was I thinking, sniffing my own. I have to if I'm going to teach others to be confident and self-assured.After that fiasco of an engagement, I decided to stay single. I still dated and, when the women learned that I knew martial arts, I could have all the dates I wanted. I don't know how many fights I've been in over the years. If a man messed with my date, I messed with him. I don't ever remember losing a fight.One gal I befriended was a librarian. She was what I always called the chunky type gal with big boobs and beautiful. From behind, from between my legs, his fingers marched their way northward toward my magic button. Slowly and gently, he began to apply pressure in a circular motion around my clitoris, as he massaged me into a sexual frenzy. I felt bolts shoot through my body. I needed to be fucked now. I reached back and found his hard cock. It seemed so much bigger than normal, in the moment. But I was ready for him, for anyone. I bucked back toward the phallus in my hand. I felt it parting my wet pussy.