... But no one laughs in my face and calls me a slut.****************************** The plan hit me one night at a smoky, noisy, nightclub. My cousin ...teven was a bouncer there and always snuck me in (to avoid the cover charge). He fit the role. He was tall and bulky and, with his dark eyes, bald head, and goatee, he was intimidating. A friend of mine from the club whispered into my ear. "I'd hate to meet him in a dark ally." It planted a seed. I invited Steven over to my place after closing.. Erica's clothes were in a pile at the front door, her naked white body in another man's arms while he carried her to her bed, her arms around his neck. She was breathing heavily, smiling. "Can I fuck you, Erica?" Jason asked as he carried her into her bedroom. "Sure!" Erica said coolly, pussy tingling at his words. He lay her down on the bed and she eagerly spread her short legs for him, feet flat on the bed. The pink lips of her cunt were swollen and moist, quivering in anticipation, framed by. Closing the door behind me, I sat on the dressingtable and stared at myself, too shocked to cry. Why had I not stood up tohim again? Did I want to become a cock-sucking parlour maid? A tightfeeling in my groin gave me an answer I wasn't sure I wanted. I realisedthat my thingy was twitching, that I was actually aroused by theexperience I had just had.=#=I stayed in my room quietly until I was certain he was gone, and as Iheard the front door close and the car start up I ran to the landingwindow. Her hands shook slightly as she fiddled with the buttons before stepping out of them. I placed my fingers under her chin, lifting her head until her eyes met mine as I smiled reassuringly. She returned my smile, but with no conviction. My fingers slowly began to undo her top, releasing the poppers from the strain they'd been under until they were all open. I slipped it from her shoulders as she stood in front of me dressed only in simple white knickers and matching bra.I left her standing there.