No. No, I've never fucked a girl. I don't like girls. I like boys. Megan smiled when I told her that, as if it were an invitation to try and change th...ngs. She flipped her hazelnut brown hair over her shoulder and puckered her lips. "Kiss me. Just once." she said. And I did kiss her, to my own disbelief. But it was a long, unexpected kiss. I was about to pull away when she slipped her tongue into my mouth, and I cursed at myself in my head because I kept kissing her for a few more seconds. Was the prom queen. I was hot and still am. I am a natural blonde with big brown eyes. I have "D" cup tits and petite and have been told that I a very hot woman with a dynamite ass. I have always been hit on a lot. I have only been with two men in my whole life, well up to the point where this story starts. I have been called a prude and a tease. But I had thought that was the way I should be. Even when I did have sex with my one boyfriend and my husband I would just lay there and enjoy what. She answered really not much; only when he was fucking her from behind as always, she was playing with her nipples with one hand while sucking the thumb of the other hand fantasizing. Then she broke out and started to cry. “What are you crying about now crazy girl, you must be happy!” She sobbed and explained that she was fantasizing that I was playing with her nipples while she was sucking my clit, that excited her a lot. But the real outburst in her orgasm came after Karel unloaded himself. Thinking her hair was pretty and then realizing that if his was going to be done just like that, then his was going to be thought of as pretty also really shook Marty. Oh my, he thought, with my hair looking like that and this swishy jumpsuit I am going to look very strange. Marty realized he was going to be in for much more embarrassment today. He still had to stop at the grocery store before going home. Since he had been.