"Wow, where'd you learn how to do that?" I asked."Ohh, I'm an assistant trainer for the girls' basketball team here at the college. I'm pretty good at...massaging all kinds of muscles." I'm sure that was a double entendre, but I didn't care. It felt SO good. In fact, I felt better than I ever had before, under any circumstances."Jeanie, that feels very good," I cooed. She laughed, and her head came forward towards me as I lolled mine back. We found ourselves looking at each other, and she gently. She was amazed that the Basque fitted perfectly and normally this would only have been achieved by having it either handmade or with alterations to an off-the-peg item, likewise the panties were a snug comfortable fit and the skirt was just the right length so as not to show her cunt. As she turned she caught a glimpse of herself in the window reflection and even she nearly let out a whistle of approval, she looks sexy but not cheap and distasteful.Now her heart raced as she waited for the next. I wanted to pleasure men, at that young age I was exactly sure how to, I just knew I wanted to be with them. I had found a “Playgirl” magazine a few months before and even then my young cock ached as I looked at the pictures of naked men, Their beautiful, soft cocks looked so manly, so amazing. Looking at those pictures gave me feelings and urges I didn’t fully understand but had to explore.I had seen a “Adult” bookstore before as I sat on the back seat of my parents car. I know enough, even. Perky breasts and killer legs. I got lucky with a fine piece of ass. I threw on the condom and slipped myself inside her wet snatch. She was soaked and ready to go.I slowly picked up the pace. She was a screamer, and she loved it when I worked fast. I picked up the pace, pumping her pussy hard and quick. Just as her screams became louder I pulled out."Put it back in!"I went down and licked her pussy and clit. Maybe it was the booze but her pussy looked perfect, and I wanted to eat her out..