"I never even had a chance to argue as she held me against the entrance to her impossibly small looking vagina."Now, Micky," she lunged upwards and cl...maxed immediately. She was still squealing and clinging to me as I began to move slowly, fucking her with long, deep strokes, my eyes fixed firmly on hers. Her fingers seemed to dance over my buttocks as she licked and sucked and bit my nipples."Come here," she said with a smile and I bent my head to hers."Shove that fucking monster all the way. The feel of her hair on my cheek, her perfume, the heave of her against me as she breathed following her climax, and knowing that she was watching intently with every stroke of my cock. ‘Cathy, I’m gonna… ‘ I tensed my way through the few final moments, pending release. Closer, only to feel… Cathy shift. And feel a warm wet surround on the head of my cock, as Cathy drew me into her mouth. An inch deeper with each stroke, until I bottomed against the back of her throat. I opened my eyes to see. 'I looked up to the sky, well it was more like the window, cursing Stella for letting her friend live with us, it would have been so nice just the two of us. I had a fantasy of Pepper living in a cardboard box in our garage and I smiled. The reality, of course, was not so nice but a guy could dream right?'Whatever, just do what you want, I can't be bothered arguing with you, I'm going back to bed.''I'm going to like living here.' She said evilly.Stella and I pulled the pillows over our heads. I kept my belief secret from my friends. They would just tease me and spoil my faith.When I was eleven, I went through puberty. My mother sat me down and spelled out the “Facts of Life”. I learned how babies were made. The only man I wanted to be my mate was Santa.While other girls were dating boys, I kept to myself, making toys. I would fantasize about the big man taking my virginity under the small Christmas tree my father scraped together to buy each year. I would come so hard, I had to bury.