He turned to me, and without saying a thing, did the exact same thing. When his face was up in mine, I was too shocked to react, and when he kissed me... I was too engrossed to complain or resist. His hands and his face, were rough, but his touch and his lips were soft, gentle. I eased into the kiss. I smelled him, drinking him in. I opened my mouth slightly, and felt his tongue gently caress my lips, before slipping into my open mouth. I moaned at his touch, into his lips, and they spread into a. Ben took my hand and moved it to his crotch. I felt his hard penis through his underpants. Then my fingers started rubbing him. And then, without even giving it a thought, I put my hand into his underpants and took his cock in my hand. It felt fantastic. Involuntarily I let out a moan. “On the table, on the table,” the rest of the guests started chanting. Susan moved slightly aside to make room for Ben and I. Her hand was now firmly inside her panties and she was rubbing herself expertly. Her. She kept right on sucking my dong, even letting it bounce off the back of her throat a couple of more times. A girl with no gag reflex! I thought hysterically. Shes going to make someone a very happy husband some day! Youre doing really well, Alyssa, Janie encouraged her. But if you want Dave to have sex with you, you should probably stop now. Hes about to lose it. The succulent suction stopped abruptly, and only the thought of what would come next prevented me from groaning aloud in. Later after indulging in porn, I found my ability to imagine things happening to me, and then start acting them out with older men, incredibly exciting and sexually gratifying. It was then I started touching men and letting them touch me.After such encounters I would write in a sex diary I kept, of what I felt and thought and these soon developed into stories, much like I write today, and as I wrote, I could feel my excitement rising and masturbate, flash men and make dirty phone calls, usually.