Whatever, just a couple of weeks later Gail and I had become a couple, as far as everyone else in our regular crowd were concerned.Look, I don't want ...nyone to get the idea that Gail and I were hopelessly in love with each other or anything. There was no real teenage romance. We were attracted to each other, yeah. But I'm sure that we never were in love, in the true sense of the word. However, we had great fun together for more than a few years.And, as we got a little older, we learnt about sex. At first it was just difficult to wake up in the mornings. I would feel bleary, tired and used up, like I'd been out partying all night. The feeling of fatigue became more pronounced as the days progressed until I began sleeping in later and later. I was getting in trouble at work for being late. I felt like I was out of control and the feeling of helplessness was overpowering. The dream became more and more vivid until I began to think about it in terms that brought it to life just like. It had swollen so big and hard it hurt, and I was desperate to give myself some relief. But when I started to stroke myself Matt pushed my hand away. “Straddle me,” he said. This was more than I had expected, but by now I was so horny I didn’t think twice about what I was doing. As I stood up he slid down on the couch so his back was against the seat, his buttocks hanging over the edge and his feet on the floor. I climbed up so that I could straddle his torso, and as I did I could feel his. She continued to struggle against her bonds as little vibrator buried deep within her mercilessly tormented her. The silk scarf tied as a blindfold was not uncomfortable but served its purpose well. The wait had been agonising, her lover had kissed her softly after tying her up and she could still feel it on her lips, but that was what felt like hours ago. She ached to be touched.He walked in the room, she could hear his firm footfalls and felt a heady mix of fear and anticipation for not.