He knows that I wouldn’t mind if he wanted to sleep with some bimbo cheerleader or something, so long as he doesn’t brag about it <, out of sigh..., out of mind, y’know? >, but then the idiot kind-of alludes to the fact he’s been getting his rocks off but he’s not gonna wait forever, blahblahblah …. I was so pissed, I walked 5 miles back to school, totally blowing my Trig class. Luckily, I did well on the test. So, later that night, Breanna calls and is like, totally sympathetic. She knows. "I think it certainly does feel a hell of a lot better than masturbation." "Yep, but now, raise up a little bit and watch my whole body shake as you let your cock go in and out. It may make you want to cum even faster and you'll get some more sexual experience too." "Okay," I replied before I planted a kiss on her forehead and had my torso rise up. My hands remained down on her thighs, and I indeed got a better view as I fucked her. "Holy shit, I do love seeing your boobs are shake around,. .. I... I don't know how to say this." How about just opening your mouth and letting the words speak for themselves?" he smiled."Keith, I'm... I'm a... that is... I've never... you know... been with a man." Okay, you're a virgin. Good for you." But, that's just the point. I don't want to be. I want to be a woman." All in good time, Sarah. How old are you? Sixteen?" he guessed correctly."Eighteen," she lied. "I turned eighteen last month." And?" And part of the reason I agreed to go to the prom. The few times I touched myself, I had never come close to being this worked up. I didn't think it could get any better, but then Miranda's tongue was back on my cunt, this time with no fabric in the way, and it was oh my fucking god, the wetness and roughness of her tongue sliding in and around my dripping slit. She licked her way up to my clit, swirling her tongue around it and flicking it rapidly. She wrapped her lips around it, sucking lightly, and then harder and harder until I was.