So I just went on with my life as if I had never met him. Everything else was as normal. Ben and I were still exploring sex. His confidence had really...been really boosted since we started going bare. As we continued, the sex never got boring, but it did lose the passion we once had. There was almost no foreplay as before. It seemed that when we were together, we could not wait to get naked and have sex. It seemed every time we had sex; Ben had something new he wanted to try. He was still. I can feel my breasts pressed against your chest, moulding together. I imagine how it would feel if we were both naked, my pale bare skin contrasted with your fit tanned body. More people squeeze on at Oxford Circus. We are squashed even closer. Somehow you have got your hand behind me, and I can feel it stroking lightly over my bum, then sliding round my hip and lingering on my thigh. I feel a little shiver of pleasure run through my body. Your hand moves round to the front, I suck in my. Laura glanced down at them."I'll bet they do," she said."Want to see if you do?"Now Rhonda's eyes were throbbing. She undid the first button of her blouse, not taking her eyes from Laura's."What is this, a striptease?" Laura giggled."It's no tease," Rhonda said, undoing the second button.Laura put her own drink down beside Rhonda's. She moved closer and undid the third button with her own fingers, while Rhonda looked down at them. Before Laura could reach the fourth button, their mouths came. You understand right?"I had heard plenty of Brad's stories from when he was in high school and college. He had been with more women than any man I had met. Even his stories about his wife were always dirtier than anything I had watched online. "So what do you do? You pay some chick for sex?" I asked, intrigued. I couldn't see how Brad was getting off without having some prostitute involved. "Dude you promise not to tell?" Brad asked looking at me. His eyes were big and he was speaking in a.