.we all got on very well he was just so relaxed and so considerate that he let us carry on chatting and joined in with the conversation....comfortable...conversation,my friend and i have always been honest about what we like in men and she could tell we were gagging for eachother and left to a promise of a night out,just her and i on saturday,besides we had loads to catch up on.....i saw her out the door and upon returning to the living room he stood and came staright to me and put his hands. He lets out a moan of pleasure as i let them fall out my mouth and i lick them letting my spit coat them . I then hear a noise and i look behind him and there are these two guys standing about 20 yards away they have there cocks out and they are stroking as they watch from behind. They slowly make there way over to us and they say suck his cock. i look and they both have nice cocks balls shaved looking good to me . I pull on this guys balls and i swalllow his hord five inch cock Then i grab it. I also tried on my mother's clothes on occasion, as hers were closer to my size. But I greatly preferred Laura's wardrobe. Her taste was, predictably, more contemporary and age-appropriate. The sort of clothes that I would wear if I was a girl.I often wondered about this strange fascination of mine. I figured at the time it was solely sex-driven, as these furtive dress-up attempts were almost always accompanied by vigorous masturbation sessions. I chalked it up to typical teenage hormone-driven. She became quite adventurous sexually when aroused and even let me have anal occasionally which was fantastic.This story is linked with my mate Ray mentioned in previous stories who by this time was also married but we also used to see each other regularly, in fact we remained best mates and when the opportunity presented itself we would often pleasure each other and had many great adventures. Needless to say our wives didnt know about all our activities.One evening I went to rugby practice.