It was the first time I touched anybody’s cock but my own. Pat’s cock was hot and the skin is very soft. I loved the way it felt in my hand. I ...oved the sense of control it gave me. I very slowly stroked Pat’s cock a few times and then moved my hand to the base of his cock and cupped his tight ball sack, being careful not to press too hard. I gently rubbed my hand all around Pat’s cock, balls and pubic hair exploring what it is like to pleasure a man. Pat squirmed and softly moaned. I learned later that Carl had taken a Polaroid of my naked couplings. It was soon after this that Carl persuaded me to pose for the centrefold, using this Polaroid as a friendly lever. I don't remember him being nasty about it, but at the time it didn't seem all that important. Carl and I carried on together for the rest of our time at college and we had a number of pot inspired photo sessions before we broke up, some of them very rude indeed.All was going great with my life, until my husband. " She was not fighting back and it killed half the fun for me."Sure. When do you want to stop by?" Would half and hour be too soon? I do not want to come between any plans that you have made, but I do want to talk to you as soon as possible." Okay, I'm here."That was the end of the telephone call. She turned up about half an hour later. Still looking as beautiful as ever. She was dressed in a smart jeans and a white T shirt. I always thought this was the sexiest attire for her.I was seated in. You can clearly see the outline of her hard nipples and crease of her labia. All the guys are staring with their eyes nearly popping out of their heads. I just smile and give them the thumbs up to show them that I’m okay with them looking. We continue to drink beers and she starts to get playful in the water with the guys. I’m in the lake about waist deep to conceal my hard-on, while my now buzzed wife is just 20 yards away frolicking in the water with the others in about chest-deep water. .