Or three ... I got as far as sleeping with one of them, which lasted several months. It was enjoyable and I think satisfactory for both of us, but we ...ecided 'enjoyable' wasn't enough and parted company amicably enough. She met someone and is happily married now; I got an invite to the wedding. It was good to see her happy.But that was over. I never got Barbie out of my head, though, and thought about her more when I hadn't got the distraction of my 'friend with benefits'. Winter came round. I. We were asked to recite what we'd memorized. But not the whole poem. When I was my turn, I said: It endsThy love is better than high birth to me, Richer than wealth, prouder than garments' cost, Of more delight than hawks or horses be;And having thee, of all men's pride I boast:Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst takeAll this away, and me most wretched make.I was asked why I had chosen it and I said it was my Dad's favourite and that he recited it to my Mum. Two of the boys laughed, but. The cock stood straight up as if it was a part of my body. It made me feel powerful. Like, what girl has not fantasized about having a penis? There it was, and my best friend was guiding it towards the pretty folds of her glistening pussy. She eased the tip in between her lips and slowly descended down on it. I watched the tip of it part the flesh and the shaft disappear inside her as she let out a sexy sigh."What do I do...?" I asked shyly."Just let your body do it. You'll know." She. I fumbled with the keys and we took the elevator to my apartment.We pretty much smashed the door down. I walked in, grabbing anything I could to resist her passionate embrace. She cornered me on the couch and began to unbuckle my pants. I, in turn, unzipped her dress and removed her bra in seperate, free movements. Soon enough we were completely bare, and she said to me a single sentence."I'm a twenty-two year old virgin."I couldn't believe it. As she started to suck on my long, hard dick, I.