Joyce had excitedly told her about sucking off her older cousin last night."Did it taste icky?" Marci had wanted to know."Shit, no," her friend had gi...gled. "It's sorta slippery, but it has a neat flavor." What does a cock feel like," was Marci's next question, starting to get all hot and itchy between her legs as she listened to Joyce."Haven't you ever played with a guy's prick?" You know I haven't," Marci said and giggled."You're missing a lot," her friend had sighed. "I just love hard. It didn’t take him long to finish, and that is where the fun started to happen. With his dick poking straight out from his body he turned around to face me then smiled. He started to stroke his cock right there in front of me. I couldn’t take it any more, I reached into my pants and started to stroke my own cock when I noticed that Kevin was moving closer to me. Now he was so close that his dick was just about touching my face and that’s when I decided to make my move. Grabbing his meat stick. I was so bloody miserable then."The following day, Monday, was Albert's funeral. I expected it to be a grim affair and so it was. It revealed the sad but perhaps unsurprising truth that Albert had indeed been a man without friends. Mr Lucas the solicitor put in an appearance but apart from him I was the only mourner unconnected with Albert's employer. Even my precious Wendy let me down. She had booked the day off but on Friday one of her colleagues had kindly gone sick and left her with some. We finished getting ready and went our separate ways and I wasn’t completely satisfied with our quick fuck and whilst I was out decided I’d sext chloe which was fun and excited me for meeting with her later in the evening.On the night out I was having a great time, the drinks were flowing, everyone was laughing and joking and the bar had a good selection of girls to look at (only look). I decided to increase the intensity of the sexting and sent a couple of photos of me naked, to my surprise I.