She is arching her back and raising her trimmed pussy to receive my fingers; in and out just a little to tease her and allow her time to imagine them ...hrusting right up, deep inside. Again, back to the brain: it really is our most important erogenous zone. Once engaged, our imaginations can take our feelings and sensations soaring onto another plane; one not bound just by the physical touch, one where there is no limit to the pleasure and satisfaction we can bestow on each other.Her hand is. It was a turn on and the girl had always been super cute and sexually explorative so I wasn't surprised when they asked me to go home with them by the end of the night. I've really been fantasizing about women alot lately so I eagerly accepted. We got to their apartment and while the boyfriend went to the bathroom, she stradled me on the couch and started kissing my neck and feeling my tits. I was quite horny and so started feeling her up as well. Her tits were a nice medium size and she caught. Now 19, she was only getting more shapely, and sexier. Dressed in jeans, the powder blue school t-shirt worn for gym classes, and flip flops, she walked confidently ahead of her brother, who combined rubbernecking at the buildings he had seen only in a brochure and sneaking peeks at his sisters hips and ass, idly wishing he wasn’t related to her.John wasn’t exactly ugly. He was 5’ 11”, with light brown hair, hazel eyes, a handsome, if not chiseled face and an athletic figure. Well hung, with. .. uncared for.And if he purposely lost this bet, how could he have any friends withthe kind of life he would be forced to live? It would be... impossible!No friends... no life! No friends... The decision he had been wrestlingwith all day was suddenly very clear to him. He had to win this betnow. He had to!No matter how attractive the alternative was, he was still human. Stilla person. And people, no matter who they were, needed certain things.Friends - people to talk to and rely on. .