"I thought you've been dating girls before! You seemed quite sure of yourself that night." Kristen's my first girlfriend." That is puppy love, like Sh...rry and you. Are you Kristen's first as well?" Sort of."Camille looked at me, but got no more information from me about Kristen's first. She had been around when Kristen had described her first time with a boy--her brother Will--and I think Camille realized that. She turned the key in her ignition. "Fuck, Jim. This is out of my league. Let's. ‘Does he abuse you?’ Tiffany asks softly. Steph looks up. ‘Yes, but not like you might think. He likes to, um, dominate me.’ ‘Against your will?’ ‘Y-yes…’ Tiffany looks at her friend and is somewhat shocked that this woman would allow something like that to happen. Steph seems so intelligent and together. ‘How long?’ she asks. ‘Several years now,’ Steph replies, her eyes still downcast. Her hands are restless, they constantly tug on the hem of her shorts. ‘It finally got me and I had to leave. ‘Do you feel Emily’s wet pussy on yours?’ ‘Yeah – and I feel our cocks rubbing together too. It’s feels amazing!’ We stayed like this for awhile, everyone rubbing their dicks and pussies together. But soon it got to be too much. I lifted Angela by the hips and in one motion, slid her down onto my stiff cock. ‘Oh god,’ she moaned. ‘Yes, fuck me with your big, hard dick!’ Stephen must have pulled the same move, because soon Emily and Angela were moving up and down in unison. They held each other. Jackie was married but the relationship was not going well. The last time we had chatted over a drink she had confided that her husband had lost interest in her. I had answered that he must be turning gay because she was “smoking hot.” The compliment had earned me a wry grin. It was a Wednesday in mid July and I had taken the seadoo out for a spin. Being mid week the lake was very quiet. I arrived back at the dock to see Jackie standing on the beach with a life jacket in her hand. She was.