With the index finger of my right hand I began circling my growing clit which with only a few strokes became hard and throbbing. With my left hand I e...tered my hot hole with two fingers massaging and probing, so slippery and wet. The walls of my aching vagina grabbed a hold of my fingers and my throbbing clit began rhythmically pulsing as my first orgasm sent tingles washing over me. I was still frustrated and needing more so I got my faithful buddy B.O.B. (battery operated boyfriend!) a. Anyway, this was the mood I was in when, early in the evening, my doorbell chimed.I opened the door to see a young girl standing there. She wore a short skirt, which displayed a nice pair of legs on one so young, and a tight denim jacket. Ideal attire for the sun that was shining, at least it would have been had the temperature not being below freezing.'Can I sing you a Christmas Carol mister?' She asked in a voice shivering from the cold.My normal reply to Carol singers is, 'no!' followed by a. She was in a very tight blue cocktail length dress that showed off her womanly curves. As we finished dinner I got a plan. She got up to go to the lady's room and I told her to take off her bra. When she came back she had done just as I asked and her areola and nips were outlined by the fabric of her tight dress. All the guys in and most of the girls were looking at her as she walked back to the table. She said she felt so slutty, and I said goo, because your going to be my slut. You push our hands open, sliding your palms and fingers up and down mine all the while looking deep into the windows of my soul. You see all the passion, the hunger, the need, the love I have for you reflected there in the candlelight. You kiss me gently and lead me by the hand into the bedroom. You kiss me passionately as your hands rub my breasts through the delicate fabric. You slowly pull the lacy garment over my head and admire the view of my body in nothing but a sheer thong. You cup my.