As she moved to get them, he asked how many she needed. She saw they only had 3 count boxes, so she said “all of them”. Another guy (Later she tol... us, he had a stupid grin on his face) asked if she’d been to a football game. “Yes, but we lost” She said, pouting a little. Yet another guy asked if she was a cheerleader? She looked him strait in the eyes and said, “No, I’m a slut, yall want a fuck”. Three guys were following her back out to the Minivan, one kept trying to get her to go with him. She let me know.“Yeah, now, you can start to fuck my butt! Give it to me, ‘cause I’m gonna want all your little swimmers in my ass, so I can be squishy with you all afternoon long!”The part of me that was doing my thinking, thought that was an excellent idea, and I started a familiar reciprocation, in an unfamiliar orifice. Kathy’s response was her usual, she was enthusiastic and vocal, and cheered me on whenever we made love. Me, hell, I’m your basic Mark I, Mod Ø Man-Pig. She was hot, wet,. Growing up I took a lot of teasing about it and it got worse in middle school. Of course, I was never into sports but I did have a group of guys who let me hang out with them, mainly because I would help them with their studies. Everything changed one summer after puberty hit all of us about the same time. We were starting to all get boners for no reasons, all the time. We jerked off as much as possible, which helped a little, but was never enough to satisfy our constant raging hormonal. I got in her room, it was immaculate, i stood and waited, then i heard her coming up the stairs, i started asking what the job was and as she walked through the door she said 'Me'. With that i looked up to see her wearing a matching black lacey panty and bra set, thigh high stockings and high heels. I stammered and stuttered as she walked over and kissed me.We kissed passionately as she took my t-shirt off me, she smelled divine, we fell to the bed, kissing all the time, i managed to unclip her.