.For the first time, I touched a girl’s pussy.She had a few hairs over there.I couldn’t resist my dick and I unzipped and removed it outside.She t...ok it in her hands, I told to keep it in your mouth..She did as I said.Uff that feeling was unforgettable.I even unbuttoned her shirt and saw her flat small boobs which were still developing at that time.I sucked it.She was moaning and breathing heavily at that time ..And till completion 8th we used to touch and grab each other during the class hours. This expanded phase of my sex life started three months ago when I was called to Side Traxx the local gay bar here in Traverse City, Michigan. That night someone had stolen CD’s from a car. It was that night that I first met Gretchen. I was in uniform and for some reason I was immediately attracted to this attractive, middle aged, short haired muscular woman. Outwardly she looked like what other people would call “butch”. I remember that Gretchen wore a pair of tight jeans, a leather vest and. In just a few minutes it was rock hard and fully erect. She pulled it out of her mouth and jerked it for a while, focusing on the sensitive head, which she knew Chet liked, causing him to moan and rock his hips into her pumping fist.Chet’s moaning was getting louder and his breathing was coming more quickly, as he put one hand behind Gloria’s head and pulled her forward, forcing his rigid pole back into her mouth. Gloria began bobbing her head back and forth on his cock, while he used his other. Masturbation became easier too as I found I could orgasm with amazing regularity and without too much effort.My crotch seemed to have a life of its own, not taking too much effort to crave physical contact, and with this female lusting, my body responded in leaps and bounds, pumping out sex hormones and turning me into every perverts dream.My breasts became fuller, and firmer, this firmness was unfettered by a lack of brassiere, and my constant state of neediness, was psychologically.