Cheerless I stand up of the table with my skimp clothes and goto where the young guys are.They are all much younger than me; well right now I guess th...y are alittle older. When I get close one of them says. "Hi! Gorgeous!" Hi." I say shyly."What's your name?" The blond one, my target asks."My name is Candy and yours?'"I'm Mike, nice to meet you, Candy. Wanna sit?" He takes a chair andoffers to me."Thanks!" I say and sit carefully, to not show that I'm not wearingunderwear.I know I'll have to be. Raven hair down nearly to that round ass. Long sleek arm topped by lengthy scarlet nails braced overhead against the wall as he relieved himself. The other hand, visible between his sleek legs, was delicately guiding the tip of his cock.He slowly turned his head, obviously more than a little drunk himself. "Sorry, mam. Little girl's is next door."Peter gaped. "No. It's ... I'm a guy, too. You just surprised me. Wow." No shit?" he laughed. "You're a dude? Damn, you sure look fine!" Hey, you had. Don’t get me wrong I am a softy and can’t handle pain but this was so totally different. As he bit onto my nipples his hand eased under the sheet and between my legs. Under the waistband of panties I was wearing, I could feel him stroking along the juice trail that I had made, like a small mini rivulet soaking my panties. Then the first guy to touch me simply eased a digit slowly inside my pussy and at the same time bit a little harder onto my left nipple leaving it throbbing while his finger. “It wasn’t? I sure never heard anything about that.”“Well, I just don’t go around...” She grinned, shrugged and continued, “doing what I’m doing now, talking about it. And, it had been a while. I like my fun, Sally, but I usually keep it to myself.”“Why me, why now?”“I’ve always known I could trust you. But until now, I’ve figured, you’re a virgin. It’s not ... well I couldn’t take the chance. But I saw you with Kyle this morning – all day, really – and I’d say you’re not a virgin anymore.”“I.