The thought of wearing a pretty and lacy, bra and panty set under my school clothes sent chills up my spine and made my insides seem to glow in a stra...ge way. Certainly those beautiful underclothes were far more appealing to me than the plain white panties and maidenform bra my mom had me wearing. The knee socks I wore made me look like a 12 year old instead of my true age.During the fall of my sophomore year, I had made friends with a group of girls that were considered quite wild. There were. They lived in the apartment next to ours, were Diane's age, and were both accountants and members of the same surf and squash clubs. In almost no time at all, they helped plan and carry-out Diane's exhibitionist episodes, which made quite a bond between the four of us. Jim was a homosexual, Allan enjoyed sex with either gender. Neither were in a relationship, but enjoyed "playing the field". Allan worked near my office, which was close to a rail station, from which Jim could commute the short. She was almost two years older than Princess at nineteen and still had that flexibility that promised a good humping in any position.Next in line was Adrian with her common sense approach to everything and her shy outlook on life that made her walk around with a perpetual frown and a furrowed forehead. She kept her head buried in a book and seemed shy even with the rest of her siblings. Adrian was twenty-one and was beginning to wonder when she would find a boyfriend with an urge to discover. Jenny kept glancing at me with all the fascination of a mouse watching a snake approach, probably considering the little scare talk I'd given her that afternoon.Becky announced that we would show jenny some things she was not to do. First was anal sex. Becky handed me the lube lube, saying just a couple of strokes. I lubed her ass and my prick and carefully pressed into her ass, taking a couple slow strokes and carefully pulling out. Jenny's eyes were like saucers. Next Peter lay on his.