Each pounding stroke of malcolm's cock in2 my ass was driving another long, stringy spurt of cum out of my quivering cock & i screamed again, as i fel... the hot juices flooding from the opening of my cock. malcolm grabbed my shaft in his hand, as his hot pole kept pounding in2 me, pulling every sticky drop out of me. my cock spurted again & again, as i emptied my salty sweetness on2 the seat of the barstool & all over the floor below. i groaned, " i never knew i could cum just from your big cock. ..a lot! Just when was I supposed to tell you that I wasn't a realgirl? When we first met? That was a party to get my mother promoted,not make you happy!" But I..." He moved closer while I stood my place. Then he took meinto his arms and kissed me again. His hand slid up to my breast, andI let him caress me there for a moment before I moved back a little."Satisfied?" I asked with a smile, "Or do I have to change into myswimsuit right here, in front of you?" Change," he said with a smile, but I. I felt a little guilty but I also felt I had to do something to find another boy to be with. I didn't like girls sexually and I often tried to figure out why that was. Girls just didn't turn me on. I tried to think of touching girls (them) and having them love me back but I didn't feel anything inside that made me want to go find a girl even my age to be with. As he got a little closer to me, he looked up from talking to his friend he was with and gave me a big smile and waved at me as. She’ll be away until Friday night. That week is when I will be fucking his brains out. Now, if you’ll promise to keep your hands off of him, I’ll let you meet Sam.” Sam was Gail’s fuck buddy. Gail would often regale Wendi with stories of Sam’s prowess in the sack. He wasn’t at all good looking. At 5’6”, slightly overweight and balding, he did not attract the attention of women. But he did have hidden talents. Like the biggest cock that Gail had ever been impaled with and his skill at.