“Charlotte,” he purred. He was so magnetic, I felt myself gravitate towards him, “What a good start, please come in.” I followed him in to his...grand house; it was pleasantly decorated with tasteful ornaments and expensive looking furniture. It suited him perfectly.“Please, have some wine,” he said offering me a glass as we stood in his kitchen. To steady my nerves I drained it quickly. He never took his eyes of me, and laughed lightly at the speed in which I finished the wine. “You don’t need. Again, Greg was a listener. He wasn't particularly predisposed to interestin such subjects. But it's what his friends were talking about so hedeveloped some insight and savy on the subjects thanks to his femininecounterparts. "What should I wear?" "How is my hair like this?" "Does this make me look fat?" Those were questions Greg would typically field on a daily basis. Hisopinion grew to become one his classmates had grown to count on. "How do you think I would look in this?" one girl would. The moment he uncrossed his legs and stood up she noticed the bulge in his pants. She’d always assumed her dad had a big cock but still she was surprised. She tried not to stare, and not to smile, as he turned and started off for the stairway again. Sitting there, she couldn’t imagine what had gotten him that way. There was a rather risque commercial for men’s body spray a while back but that was 15 minutes or so ago. No way that was responsible. Then she glanced down at herself and noticed her. There was so much lube in my ass that there wasn’t much resistance as he gently pulled on the heavy chrome plug. I could feel my hole expand, and then contract around the taper of the plug as it left my body, and a feeling of loss as the weight left with the plug. That loss was short lived as Don was horny and hard, and it was only moments until his big tip was sliding between my cheeks and pushing against my hole.I don’t know if it’s just the anticipation, but that moment when a cockhead first.