As my friend waited outside I stripped to my underwear, I dropped my knickers to the floor and stepped into the black satin thong. The slinky mater...al felt good as I pulled it over my small patch of pussy hair. I had already bought some black fishnet stockings so I thought I’d try on the whole outfit together. I slipped on the suspender belt, pulled the stockings up my slim thighs and fastened the clips from the belt to the top of the fishnets. As I did this my clit started to. His sisters believed him. Bob did not. But Bob was pretty sure he could keep a lid on things if needed. If his plan worked out.That plan?To see how much the girls could take before begging to be fucked.It was a plan ... but nobody said it was a good plan.“Okay,” said Bob, “tonight you played around and got excited. That’s normal. But I don’t think you understand how strong some of those feelings can get, so we’re going to practice enough so that you feel what that’s like. We’re going to play. I was prodded and encouraged and they said they had never been critical of me in times before when I had done it in front of others and they flattered me by saying I was the best and they wanted to laugh and enjoy the weirdness of it. Their flattery got to me more than anything and I naively believed that they thought of me as some kind of star.I don't remember if any of the dogs did it more than one time but I do know that it took less than 10 minutes from start to finish. It never took very. I knew Donna was a slut, and had to keep some secrets from her boyfriend Mike – the time we did it in an alley for this gang of lads who wouldnt let us past, and other times where we went to get fucked together behind a store next to the bins, these are other stories I might go into sometime, she was even there when I got my drunk self gang-banged in a sleazy-Bars beer-garden one Saturday night. Over the table from behind. That made me a popular girl. Jake my boyfriend hugs me close with his.