The magazine article said some women become obsessed with fellatio. All of what else I had read was very true in my mind so why should I not believe t...is too? And the way I was feeling, I was one of those women. Well, I was only sixteen but someday I would be a woman.I drifted off to sleep with visions of my obsession filling my thoughts.The sun shone bright through my window. It was going to be a wonderful day. I showered while thoughts of last night danced through my brain. I rubbed my pussy. I felt a growth in my shorts. I felt a horny expansion up to full stand. And if I had reached into my shorts I would have felt a hard cock.“Your turn. Come on. Nudity you said,” She said mischievously. “Oh…er…em…. I better not,” I stammered.She laughed loudly. “Come on. That’s an order Seaman. I’m the Captain in charge remember! And you will not have the first semen stick I’ve seen.”So slowly, excitedly, but coyly, warily, I must admit, I peeled off my shorts and my stiff rod sprang out in. I was being fucked by a man for the first time, and I felt like a tramp, letting this mystery man treat me like a piece of meat. I thought about how I was being used with each thrust and pump, and my clitty got harder under me, leaking precum. The mystery man adjusted his thrusts and kept hitting my gspot, and I moaned out each time, it felt so good...."That's the spirit, slut, I knew you'd take to this fast. Such a good whore so far, maybe I won't have to spread those pictures around, it would. Angie was groaning as the fattest part of the butt plug seemed to stick at the expanded entrance to her arse.Bobby continued to press only a little harder now as he told her to take big breaths and relax her muscles. Slowly but surely the black object disappeared more and more until suddenly her anal ring eased and gripped the slim retaining column of rubber and the base plate was all Booby could see now of the butt plug. Angie turned her head towards Bobby and asked what had he pushed into her.