She reached into my backpack and took out a joint. She lit it and then started passing it to the ladies next to us. Before long, we were surrounded by...people smoking and drinking and passing bottles and joints around to each other. I was the only kid there and the only sober straight person. Everyone was feeling pretty good when the opening act came out on stage. I got to feel Mom up quite a bit as she kept wiggling her ass into my crotch. I played with her nipples and tickled her clit as she. ’ ‘Well, you got quite a few pieces of me last night… I think you can throw those out now… and no, I will not be autographing them.’ ‘Dammit! Oh, well… I thought I’d give it a try.’ ‘Where are the ones I was wearing last night?’ ‘Don’t panic, they’re on the floor there. I’ll let you have those back.’ ‘Thank you. You’re so generous,’ I said drolly. ‘I won’t be surprised if you’re still here when I get back,’ he said. ‘Don’t worry, I won’t be. I have to meet my ‘chaperone’ at the train station.’. Upon entering the living room, Steve excused himself to use the bathroom. I walked over to Lexi and gave her a long passionate kiss. My hand slid up her leg and a finger easily slipped inside her pussy. "Just wanted to make sure you are ready for this," I said. "I am," was her reply. I led her to Steve’s bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. I knelt in front of her and slid my hand between her legs. They easily opened. I stroked her pussy and began kissing her thigh. She laid back on the. Granted, Tony and I had never fucked. Through this whole time, it was all fingers, jerking, and words. Very hot words. Words that left my pussy dripping with nothing to quench its thirst.Then, one day, I was in the hall painting something for the band. It was after school. The football team were practicing. Tony had come in from practice for a drink of water and saw me on the floor painting. We were 16 by now and our bodies were completely filled out. By this time, Tony looked like those busts.