You look up into my eyes, then grin, ‘but I don’t want to sleep’. You reach your hands down between us, and unfasten my jeans. You slide my pant... down, along with my underwear. I slide your shirt off over your head, and you remove your bra. You lower one tit over my mouth so I can kiss it, then the other. You slide my shirt up over my head. You lean your head over mine, and plant a kiss squarely on my lips. ‘Mmmm’ I moan into your mouth. Our lips come apart then meet back together. Our tongues. Hey, I was 13 and never had seen a man's dick or even pictures and I did not know what he meant by me needing relief. Jack reached up and took my dick in his hand and I about died. No one had ever touched my dick before and I just froze not knowing what the hell to do. Jack said that I had a nice dick and started stroking me. I then noticed that he had unzipped his pants and pulled out this fucking gigantic piece of man meat. Holy shit shit! A man's cock. The first thing I noticed was the. She sent me a message and I replied. Not long into it things became very sexual and I didn't mind one bit. I was hoping this girl really looked like her pictures as I had found out on more then one occasion that people were big fakers on these sites. She teased me and bantered with me and I was getting turned on. This went on for the rest of the week. Finally though the weekend arrived and sure enough half way through my workout I heard my blender and girl talk. I got out of the pool quietly. I was already in third gear and could quite easily cross the finish line in a few sweeps. While being the captive audience of his written filth, I used my middle and index fingers on my left hand to expose my saturated pink and needy button. I caressed it softly with the pad of my right middle finger. Fuck it felt so good. The intentional and unbridled rubbing thrilled me beyond belief. I needed this so fucking badlySidebars within the story of his "naughty girl" pushed me harder and closer to.