I had left the house in a hurry, and as I drove I listened to "If You Can't Say No" by Lenny Kravitz, master mood-producer extraordinaire. His music a...ways sends me spiraling into a shameful void of lustful emotions and forbidden thoughts.I drove and sang along with the music, re-playing the same song over and over until I had no choice but to be completely overcome with what the lyrics meant. "If you can't say no, just think about me", easy enough to understand, right? A lover tells his. . you started it." Yeah. That's the point. I know about stuff. I heard Mom and whatever guy goin' at it, an' like I said, they weren't quiet. The tongue thing, well I read about it somewhere. And that stuff about shooting an' coming, well I heard that through the wall a bunch of times. And when I did you with my mouth, I heard about that. And about her gettin' him to do that to her." Wow!" But, baby, I never did anything. With anybody. So, like, maybe I don't know HOW to do things, but I know. I loved feeling overpowered like a girl, looking up her impressive cock and into her eyes, having her insist that I suck it, and she encouraged me to relax and enjoy my feelings of femininity….and when she bucked and gushed in my mouth and her hot cream streamed on my tongue I thought, I don’t want this to ever end, I want to spend the rest of my life with her cock and her cum in my mouth!Our penises together were a sight… mine looked like a half size version of hers, and more pink and. I had had sex several times with three different boys and really liked it. School was out for summer and i had the smallest bikini I could by on and sitting by the neighborhood pool. I was laying there watching the men and boys walk by staring at me. I watched one man, he was dressed and not in swim trunks. he was talking to Mrs. Wilkensand then he came walking my way. He stopped and sat down next to me. He said his name was Mike and they were going to be a bachlor party and wanted to know if.