So I said the hell with it and tried to go to sleep.The problem I had falling asleep wasn’t that I was hungry. The problem was that my mind kept rep...aying the day’s events. It had all been exciting. But that first fuck with Stan, I couldn’t wait to see the DVD of that! I doubt if anything in my life will ever be as wonderful or as electrifying as that first fuck.I love Stacy and the first time with her had been great. I couldn’t wait to do it again. But that first fuck ... that turned out to be. Her nipples looked painfully hard now. She finished emptying the glass on her shirt. “Now get down on your hands and knees and without using your hands, get four cubes of ice into your mouth, and then stand at attention.”It took her a little bit, but I can’t describe how hot it was watching her crawling around slurping up ice cubes while trying to keep the ones she had in her mouth. Once standing, I told her to pull the front of her panties open and spit the 4 cubes of ice into her panties.. Suddenly she rammed it up as far as it would go, and started shaking and moaning. When she stopped, she told us that was the best feeling she had ever had. She had orgasmed on the hair brush. Before the night was over all of us had lost our virginity. We all had orgasmed at least twice. The next morning her brother came down to the basement to wake us up. What he saw was five naked girls and one had the brush up her pussy. He dropped his shorts and began jerking off. We all just watched as he. She bent down and asked if I was OK, I had to force my eyes away from her heavy chest and exposed cleavage. My knee is really bad I replied, and with that she put her hand were the pain was. Her touch made me shiver and I could feel the blood beginning to pump into my penis. I had to turn away and think of calmer things, I couldn’t afford to get hard in my white cycling shorts, she would see everything and think I was a perv. What can I do, shall I call an ambulance she said, no I replied.