She was dressed to kill, her makeup was great, and so was her hair. That pale blue dress was form fitting, very short, and cut so low that she couldn�...�t possibly wear a bra. When she leaned over to kiss me goodbye I got to see one of her nipples and it made my cock stiffen.I finished watching the movie that I had started and went to get ready myself. I showered, combed my hair, and got dressed.When I got to the fraternity house I had trouble finding my friend. Eventually I found him, but by then. I feel the cool air against my waxed, pulsating and hot vagina. I bite my lower lip once more as I rub the cold glass up and down my slit. I need it. I slowly start to push the dildo in, the ridges of it pushing my lips before the thicker ball-like part slides in. My breathing intensifies as I feel six inches of glassy hardness inside of my tight, wet pussy. I shut my eyes and imagine my mutant lover on top of me as I slowly work the toy in and out of my body. Each entrance and exit of it fills. He quickly speeded up and I was soon coming. My whole body was shaking and I was screaming. We then swapped places and Dan lay on his back and I straddled him, slowly lowering myself onto his 7 inches of manhood. With my heels on, my dress hitched up and my big firm breasts bouncing in front of him he couldn't contain himself and was on the verge of coming. I slowed down to calm him down and then speeded up lowering and raising myself on him. I teased him by lifting myself off and telling him. ‘John’ was an active septuagenarian, retired for 20 years, and had very strong ideas about adultery, cheating, and humiliation stories. When I first met him he had, at least, a couple of dozen potential finishes written. After several conversations, we came up with the idea for FTDS and agreed on the rules we’d use to select our stories. If it wasn’t for a bottle of high-quality tequila, I doubt we’d ever have come to a consensus. So FTDS was born, and our collaboration began. There were.