As soon as he was done he left and never cleaned our pool again. If this wasnt rape then i dont know what is.So yep, those were my first 2 sex experie...ces but i want to talk about my third one, the one which finally made me understand what the hype about sex was. I had been dating this coloured guy for about 2 weeks before we finally fucked. His parents werent home to he took me to his room which was in the basement of the house. Once there, he first took me in his arms and kissed me. This will feel good, I promise”It already felt good, actually. Her fingers, coated with the juices from her pussy, were probing my ass. I squirmed and moaned beneath her.“See? It feels good, right?”“Uh-huh”“Now, I know you are not gay and you probably wouldn’t help me fulfill that fantasy, would you? But you can help me with another fantasy. I’m going to fuck your ass with my strap on. And you’re going to beg me for it,”she told me as she worked a second finger into my ass. I wanted to say,. ’ She looked nervously at me and then leaned back in her armchair. ‘That’s a good girl. Now pull up your skirt.’She slowly pulled it up and I was delighted to see that she was wearing black self-supporting stockings. Not something most young girls wear on a Saturday morning. Then the skirt went higher until just the smallest patch of white panties was visible.‘Come on baby, higher, and open your legs.’ Terry urged.She was blushing furiously now and she closed her eyes as she pulled her skirt up. Her friend wouldn’t know, nor would she care. It wouldn’t be rape, not like she would get the girl pregnant…and it was basically Alex’s fault in the first place for being so beautiful and showing her femininity in front of her lesbian friend. Not that she knew, but Sandra didn’t care about the details. She got up from her sit and positioned herself between Alex’s legs. She stared at the bronze, beautiful leg and touched them. She groaned at the softness, her lips pressed against the knee..