He can just about talk any girl into his bed if he puts his mind to it. During our high school years, I can't count the number of times that my size, ...eatures, and athletic abilities brought girls flocking to me and Joe's charm and gift of gab got us both laid, a lot and I do mean a LOT. After graduation, I received a scholarship to the state university located about three hundred miles from our home town. Joe with mediocre grades and a fancy free lifestyle stayed around home and got a job. If that was her goal then she accomplished it because I did fail that class horribly, simply from not getting any in class work done. She had two different outfits she liked to wear. A winter outfit and a summer outfit. In winter she always wore super tight black yoga pants; with long Hunter rubber boots. The tight yoga pants always perfectly showed off her legs and butt.It was the biggest tease ever. Her legs and butt barely cover by this skin tight, almost see through fabric. Whoever invented. But as I lay in bed that night, I told myself that he would be over her in a few days, maybe even a week or two. I was wrong. After about a year of them dating, I got over my love for Jaren and fell in love with a new guy. Tommy Fenner, was just as cute if not cuter than Jaren. (Or at least that’s what I told myself to numb the pain of heartbreak.) We had sex, and told each other we were going to be together forever. Things between me and Jaren got weird and we grew distant. He lived his. My head fell back against Mike’s shoulder as Matt gave the tiniest flit with the crop. It wasn’t enough to sting, but the pressure felt delicious. “I see you were a good girl for Mike. Maybe we can give you a little reward before I give you your next spanking, hunh?” I wriggled with pleasure and Mike laughed. “Good girl. Suck Mike’s dick and I will decide if I want to fuck that pussy or that ass.” Mike let me go and I watched as he lowered his pants. I knelt without thinking and began kissing.