I bit my lower lip. Gosh, what a tease he was. He continued rubbing around my opening, making sure the lubrication was well-distributed. He softly pin...hed my clitoris between his thumb and index finger, moving them in slow rotations. I kissed him again, sucking on his tongue and working on his shirt with my hands. I felt the shirt fall entirely open as I undid the last small button. I began feeling him up, my hands traveling from his lower stomach to his shoulders, and back down again to. I work in advertising and I used to model my appearance on the sort of guys you find between the pages of GQ. Very American, very preppy. I was a nice middle-class boy with a nice expensive haircut and a nice expensive suit. I went to an up market health club to keep my body in peak condition. I'd even dated a nice girl from time to time. So you'd be right in thinking that I was a bit of a closet case. I used to pass a gay bar on my way home from work; in the summer the faggots would spill out. She was becoming more comfortable discussing such things with me. A sign of confidence. “It can hurt, a little, especially the first time or if the boy takes it too quickly. Firstly, you need to be wet enough to provide lubrication. And then, if you’re hymen is still intact, there may be a little pain and a little blood when Rick’s penis penetrates it and breaks it.” Mandy looked a little confused. “Your hymen is a little bit of skin inside your vagina, your cunt, that protects it until you are. She simply smiled back. "So Brad, when?" Huh? Oh sure, the date. Well what's good for you?" As they twirled around the dance floor he looked at her as she thought about it. Her face formed into a little pout, her lips protruding but her eyes sparkled and he thought it was sexy as hell."Well why not next Saturday night." Saturday it is. What time?" I think about around eight would be best, that will give me time to get the kids ready for bed and George set for the night."At the mention of the.