Still, that was always pretend and I never thought it would ever beanything more than pretend. Part of what made it great was the fact thatit was just...a part of my imagination. Could the real thing ever even comeclose to matching the fantasy? Well, so far, actually, it kind of had.And my biggest fear, being turned away by my friends and family, was alsoturning out to be unfounded, as the two people who knew me before, myneighbor and my best friend Greg, both just wanted to fuck me now.My life. I heard him call out my name from behind, "Oh Melanie! You feel so fucking good."I could feel my tiny cock harden and press against the faux leather dress. A question popped inside my head once more as I arched my back, taking his whole length inside my tight boy pussy. 'What would he say if he saw my tiny surprise?' I thought.Without warning, I felt a warm sensation inside my ass and his cock began twitching and convulsing against my g-spot, followed by the familiar sound of grunting coming. Nervously, my girlfriend holds my cock and offers it to the other woman. I wonder if they even know each other by they're behavior. Trina holds tight at the base and tugs it erect, then looks at the other naked girl and says "Cindy I told you I wanted to watch you suck my boyfriend's cock. It's all yours". She didn't even ask me if I wanted to be blown by some strange woman. Probably because she knew I'd never object; we'd just discussed what we can handle in porn and what we cringe at. I had. I had never met a woman, and frankly few men, who had the same knowledge of baseball, in general, and the Mets, even stuff that happened before we were born. The beer guy came by, and I flagged him down. I looked at Carla, and noticed the sexy way that her hair was plastered to her forehead, and she nodded, so I got two. I handed her a plastic cup, and took mine and pressed it to my head, enjoying the cold, before taking a deep slug. Bill turned to me, pointed to the beer and shrugged. I.