I gave her a long sensual kiss. Sensing my groin waking upI started to fondle her and kiss her deeply. She responded by returningmy kisses and holding...me tight. "Should we head to the bedroom?" I askedwith hope in my voice. "Nah, I'm not in the mood," she answereduninterested. "But babe, we didn't have a chance to have sex yesterdayeither!" "Your choice," she said. "But I'm horny and frustrated!" Shelooked at me flatly. "This comes a bit sooner than expected, but I thinkI'll set down my first. It is a game I have learnt to play well over the years. A lover’s game lies in the shivers and moans, the small retreats and the softening of muscles, the change of taste and texture on your lover’s skin. I watch the tremble over your skin as my fingers stroke, as if in accident, down your sensitive neck when I help you out of your coat. It is my first indication if you will be receptive, if you will allow me to play tonight - or if the many distractions of the day have closed your mind to. Our kiss continues, her tongue now in my mouth again, exploring the inside of my teeth.Her top button slips open and my hand slide to the next. With a now practiced hand, I get the second one open quickly and can’t resist the temptation of her bare skin. My hand slides inside her blouse over the swell of the top of her breast. My fingers trace along the top edge of her bra and I feel her hold her breath as my fingers near such an intimate place, the first woman to touch her in this spot. My. There was a giant moaning and groaning as some girls started to shout as they had orgasms. I was just standing in the corner of the room thinking about what college will be like. Would they accept me, would I be popular, would there still be group orgies in shower room? I just stood there. Thinking, when I looked around and everybody was gone, I walked into the locker room and looked at the clock. It had been 20 minutes since Stacy shouted group orgy. I walked back into the misty shower.