I was not sure whether she had got off the train or if I had imagined her- this vision of femininity - as I had kept looking away to avoid staringfor ...oo long. Whatever she was I knew she knew I had been watching herwondering what it felt like to do what she had just been doing.I had never been even remotely interested in women's make-up before.This was the beginning of an assault on my masculinity.When I got home that day my girlfriend, Jenny, challenged me to stand onmy right foot with my. Terri was spooned up to Sandra, both of them lost in peaceful bliss. I was trying to get the cobwebs out as I felt Chris trying to enter me. I spread my legs enough to let him slide in. I was so worked over that there was barely any resistance. He worked me over pretty good and had me flowing again from the massaging of my prostate. Soon, he was erupting again in my waiting love tunnel. We finished and quietly headed to the shower and got cleaned up. Chris went back to the living room to. She laid down and spread the legs, that’s the first time to see pussy.Damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, one of the awesome things I ever saw in my life. She guided me by holding my dick to her pussy, I went inside and I’m soo scared, I was hoping and stroking and surprisingly I’m not even close to cumming. After 5 or 6 minutes, she asked me to lay on the bed and she sat on me to ride me.That was awesome, can’t tell in words, but she didn’t do that for a long time, 2 mins. Again I went into missionary. Aside from the benches and swings and table, there was black leather sofas and love seats along some walls and before I knew it, everyone was in the room, too. And everyone was in one stage or another of disrobing. Except me, of course. I had on a collar, a smile, and a hard on. I was so fucking turned on. ‘Come lay right here,’ Linda ordered, pulling the chain to position me face down on one of the benches. She positioned me so that my cock was f***ed backwards and my legs were spread. I.