I was about to be someone's whore. I could hardly contain myself. My desire to say no was overcome by my need to lose my remaining inhibitions. Go ahe...d, I thought. Give in. This is your chance to be a whore. I lay on the bed, wondering what this was going to be like. I was both frightened and excited. I got on my back and obligingly raised my legs, which he placed on his shoulders. He placed his now swollen cock against my asshole, and I guided him in, pushing gently to accommodate his member.. I hope you enjoy my writing. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. Copyright 2014 by D.J. Winters All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means, graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, taping or by any information storage retrieval system without the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, names,. She told me that she wanted to have sex as she had never experienced it. This was the only time she could have sex as her parents weren’t at home.She was a virgin and so was I. So I took the best opportunity and have sex. I was very confused at first. But then she jumped on me and took off my t-shirt. Then she started to lick my whole upper body and spit on my abs.I was enjoying too much and then I took off her nighty to find hard nipples and a very hairy pussy. Then I moved towards her and. "Camille stood in her bra and panties as she looked through her bags for something nice to wear downstairs. The skirts and slacks she had packed were dirty because she'd worn them to work during the week. The only thing she could find that looked halfway dressy was a green tube dress that she had planned to see if Regan might want. It was much too short and too tight for a 38-year-old woman.She had thought it was pretty when she picked it up on sale but had changed her mind when she got.