I went to our big department store and looked around for a Speedo of my own. I knew I wouldn’t look anywhere near as good as Tony, but I figured I ...ave to start some where. Mostly I wanted to feel the fabric on my cock and balls. With the help of a young male sales clerk -- who must have been gay – I bought a grey Speedo. I was hard the whole way home and ran into my room to put it on. It felt amazing. I wore it to school as underwear, and worked up enough nerve to wear it to the beach to. “Would you get out of here!” Cynthia tried to say, laughing to hard to sound like she meant it. It took Julie a few seconds to understand what she said, but she snapped out of it, shaking her head. “Um, yeah, sure thing.” She let out another smile. Julie walked to the drawer. She opened it up, and grabbed her green tooth brush, along with a bottle of tooth paste. Julie started to brush her teeth, the embarrassed Cynthia behind her. They stared at each other’s eyes in the mirror. “What?” Julie. So now I embrace it, welcome it, pursue it, LOVE it." Lena looked in to my eyes, a half smile on my face. " I suppose you're right, it's just that these feelings are so new to me, I feel uncomfortable being so horny all the time. I can't get used to being so turned on all the time I'm with you. Even now, I'm wetting myself, and even though I've just the most wonderful orgasm, I want it again. It can't be happening can it? I'm still not satisfied; I want more sex with you. If you were to pull me. She looked at me with her green eyes painted thick with a black and blue glittered eyeshadow and and thick rope of cum across her cheek. "Seven. You're eight. Nine is on the way. You like cum?" she added with a coy glance. I thrust my cock deep and hard into her swollen and dripping cunt. The dirty ooze of filth that is fucking creampies is the dark, burning fetish that keeps me awake at night. Watching a man squirt cum into a ravaged lover sparks a twinge of jealousy that is intoxicating. I.