I could feel her body stiffen and hear her soft moans. I slowly, moved my right hand towards her cunt, feeling every inch of her body while I did that... I could feel her wetness in her cunt as I traced my fingers over her cunt while doing this I kiss her upper body and opening my mouth wide to take in as much of her lovely breasts as possible.She was holding the back of my neck with one hand and pushing me closer to her and running her fingers on my hair with her other hand. The feeling of our. “Well I guess bisexual is better than being gay”Rachel said. “I would have to say when I was younger and sleeping naked with Susie we too were bisexual”.Rachel thought for a minute then said “ would you let him suck your cock for us”? Thankfully we arrived at her aunt's house before I had to answer her question.I do have to say she got her answer later that night when Susie and Brad came to spend the night.Other questions were answered that night on the drive back home with them.. Visiting. I was crying out as I felt the brutal penetrations but this only seemed to spur them on. I was being fucked like a slut for what I realized later had been over twenty minutes. I was gasping and grunting, begging them to stop and then pleading with them not to! I was racked with one orgasm after another, I thought I would black out. Then all of a sudden it was like an explosion. We all cried out! James’s and Jess’s cocks were thrust into me as far as they could possibly get them. Spasm after. . I had a little problem to deal with in my head though. I had always been one of those fantasy girls who swore to herself that I would never, ever, EVER wear slacks if and when I changed; I had resolved to live in dresses and skirts. But Laura was wearing an angora sweater... and the Capri pants she had helped make so popular in this era. As I continued to examine myself in the full-length mirror, I saw the way they hugged the new curves of my hips and butt; and how they seemed to be almost.