Jim gripped her tightly and began to slam against her butt. She groaned happily."Y'know," she muttered between blows, "I wouldn't let Rocky do it like...this before. It was too undignified." Dirty, you mean." Jim's voice held a note that sounded as if he were leering at her. "Just plain dirty. Right?" Yes! Christ, yes! Dirty!" Today that was precisely what she wanted. The thrill of flaunting convention flamed in her with unquenchable heat. "Only dirty isn't the right word any more. Unh! Unh!. “You might as well give me the money now Clare. Cos he so wants you it will be easy for you.” She had said, before Mike had returned with their drinks. Clare had deliberately forgotten about the bet until Shelly had called her up the next night and reminded her. Now Clare was sat outside her friends house wearing a short black denim skirt and low cut white skimpy top. Just to try and prove her wrong.She took a deep breath in and got out of the car. Walking quickly, which was not easy in the ’do. We chatted about everyday things but also had some rather hot discussions. We would talk about everything from favorite sports teams to what our favorite sexual positions were. We sent sexy pictures back and forth. My confidence was building, and my sexual energy needed a place to go. When we would talk, I would rub my clit to the pictures he sent and ride my dildo vigorously. I would send him all the details of what was going on every step of the way. We fucked virtually in every. ...lol! Saying no. Seems impossible.I'm feeling wet just picturing that moment...Friend: Calm down with telling me how wet you feel. You have my dick feeling like it's on an overdose of viagra..lol So stiff, my island peeps can use it as a diving board. BTW, not many topics gets replied to as quick as sexual conversations does. And you're right, I LOVE THIS TOPIC! Too bad it can't be offered as a college course, I would then fail and retake repeatedly..lol.Me: Oooo... Now I'm drooling... Wish I.