Sie nahm aber die Kette ganz nah am Halsband und zog mich daran hoch. Als ich stand, drehte sich mich um in Richtung Bank und drückte mein Oberkörpe... vor, so daß ich mich an der Lehne abstürzen musste. Dann stellte sie sich hinter mich und steckte ihren Stiefel zwischen meine Beine und gab mir damit zu verstehen daß ich meine Beine auseinander stellen soll und als es ihr nicht weit genug war, tratt sie noch mal leicht gegen meine Knöchel bis sie zufrieden war.Dann schob sie mein Minirock hoch. The excitement of being well out of my league in terms of age/experience etc.. was always something i found attractive and so really up until it became legal for me, i spent as much time as i could with a few like-minded friends finding new places to explore. ..so it was then at 17, i found myself in (what was then) a very standard indie club. I had gone in with a mixed group of friends and we had danced and drunk in a very dark, dingy, smokey club, where the music was so loud that you. We each have a beer, and when we’re done and the waiter asks if we want another we all say no. They invite me back to their place and we sit around their living room, talking about work, and online dating, and eventually sex and kink and what we’re into. They love informal D/s play, rope bondage, and they go to BDSM parties. She’s bisexual, and while he’s definitely interested in sex with guys, he’s only had limited experience. It’s his birthday. Eventually he says “Should we take this into the. Chaz was getting me close to coming. (We'd spent so much time together, we knew each other's body language.) He stopped before I could come and pushed me off.He took off his sweatshirt and positioned himself on his knees. "Who's next?" he asked the room.Brad was there in an instant, and slid his dick into Chaz's mouth. Keith stood in line behind him.Well, fuck. If this Super Bowl party was going to turn into another orgy, I wasn't going to sit on the sidelines. I pulled off my shirt and knelt.