Mishaps were bound to happen sometimes, she often said to herself to justify her actions.Her head wasn't right. She initially tried to remove the two ...nstances from her mind, as she thought this was the best option for her. But unfortunately she kept on thinking of them, and the overriding fact was that they had given her more pleasure than what her boyfriend had ever given her. She liked thinking of them, they were her adventures, they made her wet, and whenever she masturbated, it was these. You wanna… take this somewhere else? I suggested. There were several rooms upstairs, and within minutes we found a free one. It seemed whoever had planned this party had gone to a lot of trouble, making sure every room had a stash of condoms, lube, a dildo… even a vibrator. I smirked. Perfect. Feeling Alessandras hands on my body, I turned around and kissed her again, backing towards the bed. The backs of my calfs hit the mattress, making me collapse with a gentle thud. I abruptly pulled. And my Kitten was happy to teach me anything she knew. But only when I asked. I was her Master now. And it was clear that her sexuality was centered upon her breasts.The next time we played was several days later. I had picked up some things at a head shop just off campus. The hippies had begun a great movement about openness in the world of sexuality. I found some interesting things I decided might be fun to try out with my darling."What's in the bag, Sir?" she queried, as I walked into her. We hated doing things without each other by our sides. We were and still are inseparable. We had our own rooms, but usually would pass out in the same room after playing, talking, or just hanging out. We have a brother that is two years older, and a sister that is three years older then us. We love them, but we were always so close, that we mostly hung out with each other. At about the age of 16 Ry and I were out playing in the woods, behind our house. We were talking and she brought up the.