"Ya I know. It does. Hey! I know let's go swimming!" Christian said. I quickly said yes and followed him to his backyard."Wait, wait. I don't have a b...thing suit, and I don't want to get my underwear all wet," I said sounding like a complete ass."Dude it's fine, we'll just go skinny dipping, No ones home and our neighbors can't see the pool," Christian implied. My heart seemed to have fallen. Could I really do this? Christian continued, "It's all good, dude, it's not like you or I haven't seen. She was a real surprise though. Look at her, you'd say nice girl, poised, cultured, way upscale, but after dark, hell, the change was one hundred eighty fuckin' degrees. I mean, she liked to warm up some beforehand, romantic kissy-face and stuff, but second time round she was wetter than Seattle in winter and dirtier than a bucket of dogshit. Only woman I ever met who genuinely liked it in the ass, suggested it even, though if you mentioned it to her before or after she'd blush and change the. “You never told me that,” I say, encouraging the conversation. See, Leslie, even the fantasy was about me. “Well, no, I never told you. I assumed it was out of the question,” he says, kissing my cheek, my eyelids, my forehead. He seems to have forgotten that Leslie is in the room. Fine with me. I’m ready to forget about her myself. “Nothing you could have asked me to do would have been out of the question, Rick,” I tell him, returning kisses on his cheek, chin, neck. “You used the past tense,”. My legs stretched in a "V" with Corey between them and his stiff cock stuck up my bung hole. Corey said 'moan bitch, moan like I heard you do the other night'. I stayed silent, as Corey continued to slide his cock back and ram harder into my defenseless bung hole. Corey said again 'moan bitch or I'll ram your ass till you beg me to stop'. I still held my peace as Corey picked up his pace. Corey kept slamming into my butt, his mid section slapping against my buttocks. I gritted my teeth as.