I had also occasionally brought someone home. But, to be honest, all I had done with those little lesbian femmes was fuck them and forget them as soon...as they were out the door the next morning. They all blended together into one faceless blur. Months ago I had stopped even that. I just wanted something different.I returned to reading. I would be taking a University art class beginning in the fall and had picked up the course textbook. Granted, it didn't cover my two major interests, Sapphic. He took my hand. I looked up at him. He had jogging pants on and his dick was hard as a rock. I slipped my hand down into it. I felt myself being led away. Into his bedroom. Hell yes.He picked up his belt off the floor and he placed my hands on his bed, slightly bending me forward in the process. I felt the leather slide over my ass. Just being touched with the leather was making my heart pound. I was a little scared but a lot turned on. I felt his fingers splitting my lips, entering me. I. I glanced over at Cindy. Ladies first, I said with a snicker. Cindy shoved me, and I let myself stumble out in the rain. It was a very cool rain, and it felt nice against the warmth of the waning summer. I turned to face her, and contorted my face like I was devastated and disgusted that she had shoved me. I raised my arms and looked down at myself, regarding my already soaked body. Cindy brought her hands to her lips and giggled… I couldnt hear her over the rain, but she squinted her eyes, and. He had had his hand in my panties and fingers inside me," Pat confessed."So if I hadn't have come in, what would have happened?" I wanted to know.Pat took another deep breath, "Can't you guess? I had already told Brian he could fuck me. That's why we were in the bedroom."We stared at each other in silence. It was difficult for me to react badly because my cock began to respond."Anything else I should know?"Pat smiled, "You are getting hard?" Never mind that. Is that everything?" I asked.