I was fourteen and my hormones were constantly making me throb between my legs. All I could think about was sex, it seemed and now I was looking at my...brother in a very decidedly sexual way.Now, every time we were together, I was looking at the front of his pants, checking to see if he had a boner. I was also dressing a little more toward showing him a little, especially when it was just the two of us home.So, one afternoon when we were both sitting at the kitchen table having a snack, I just. It took me at least 30 seconds to answer their question, and when you know the answer instantly, that’s a long time. My bluntness and the effect it has on people pleases me in some strange way. The conversation took a turn onto a straight and narrow street, myself, my friend, John and Clive enjoyed our separate evenings. The only thing I felt compelled to add, before we returned to our own tables, was that I wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath my dark green dress. . .After a long day at the office I came home, my roommate Tyler wasn't home yet, and wouldn't be until the bar closed. Tyler and I had met at a job a few years ago. I had just kicked my last boyfriend out of my apartment and was looking for someone to share the rent, he had just moved into town and needed a place to stay. He's a nice looking guy, barely turned 21. A body-builder, heavy muscles, about 5'11", dark hair and eyes. Contrary to what many people believe, we really are only roommates.. I am holding his head into my crotch, my hips are rocking to and fro, making small circles as I hump his face, his mouth, his tongue, his every gasp for air, thrilling me more as he draws his breath through my pubes and crotch, To be liked by a boy is the naughtiest thing a grown woman can do, breaking every law in the rule book, but who gives a fuck, I just want to cum, to feel that moment as his tongue hits my sweet spot, like the time my cat accidentally licked my inner labia with its raspy.