Rachel knew she couldn't stop him but she also wasn't sure if she wanted to. After several more minutes of kissing and his rubbing her breasts he unbu...toned one of her the buttons on her blouse sliding his hand inside caressing her breasts over her bra.Slowly Chris managed to undo all the buttons on her blouse and slide it off. Rachel had realized she had lost all control this situation. He eventually got her bra off as well. Rachel was now half naked in front of a man she had just met Hours. It wasn't a scream of pain, although he was certainly larger than anyone who had ever been there before, it was more of an 'Oh-My-Fucking-God' scream. My dry spell was over and it fucking felt wonderful!I slowly rode him, trying my best to keep him from just flipping me over and fucking with absolute abandon. Then I felt a second presence that laid across my back. I think the other's name must have been 'Randy' because he didn't wait for an invitation, just tried to push right in. I didn't. Fear was a favorite fantasy.The bus ride dragged on interminably, and boys she knew kept wanting to relate to her, to talk, kid her, tease, or flirt... Hurry, hurry, hurry, she thought, exhorting the bus driver to drive faster and traffic lights not to turn red.She arrived home. Her mom and dad weren't there. She knew they wouldn't be home for hours, and it was only the site over the fence that stopped her from running to her bedroom, ripping off her clothes—she loved it when she could take. I had him very hard. He was a fine man … and his cock was fine, also.I stood up, reached to take Sylvia’s right arm, and pulled her away from her man. She started protesting until she saw the look in my eyes and rightly guessed that I had something new in mind. She relented after giving him another kiss and allowed me to guide her off of him. I stood her in front of him, took the waist of her thong between my fingers, and pulled it down her legs. His knees were still parted, as they had been.