I really liked the guy, was even wondering if it was love, and when I finally did let him into my pants, well, let's just say it was over almost befor... it started.He fucked me when what I wanted was to be made love to and as soon as he unloaded his cum, that was it. He just never thought that I might want something out of our coupling but a pussy full of his cum. Not an auspicious beginning to what most people consider one of life's prime adventures.So, now I was in college, there was sex going. I had noticed that the last few orgasms I involved almost no semen, just that wonderful feeling of cumming inside a warm pussy.The bright sunshine seemed to squash some of the libidos. People were content to sit around naked and talk. A few of the large sun umbrellas went up, and then about five gallons of suntan lotion got spread around on everyone by everyone else. That was fun, watching the guys doing the girls, and vice versa. There were lots of playful gropes. The pool became very. My brain started to draw naughty pictures.“Yes, David. How I can help you? It’s kinda late and I have to go home.”“It will take couple minutes only. I was just wonder about one thing.”“Yes, what is it?” I took my purse and was going towards the door.“Is it possible for my son to have A on next test?”I stopped in the middle of my way to the door. “Excuse me? You want to risk my reputation and to promise that your kid will have curtain grade?”“I will do whatever it takes ... and even more,” his. He was getting firm, I could feel it.The week carried on like this. I was a girl through and through and itfelt fabulously free to not have to do those quick changes on the car,or hidden away in the back of a closet behind old jackets. I was ableto be free and feel as feminine as possible. Each morning I'd enjoy acup of green tea while admiring my beautifully soft and smooth legsunder me, the color on my toes, and the feeling of my silky slipdelicately kissing my body. Then, before bed after a.