I could really use that big hot cock of yours in my tight little ass, Brady.” I stood up, undid my skirt, and let it drop to the floor. My cock wa... standing straight as I started to stroke it a little, and I turned around, I was giving Brady quite a show. I bent over and slid my other hand between my legs and up to my ass where I started to slowly ease out my plug. “I’m ready for your cock, Brady. Do you want to fuck this sissy bitch”? Within seconds of removing my plug, Brady had his. Each week, I'd get a little bigger. Each week, my hard ons were stronger--which, at college age--meant almost unlimited power. Each week, I'd find little chunks of time when the room was empty--class breaks, or off times--to pump my manhood.One day, of course, Lauren walked into the room and caught me in full dick mode. She gasped. The whole thing was wildly embarassing. The whole thing was in slow motion...and I just kind of slide back under the covers. Needless to say , I thought that was it. A little later...BAM... this time a flash of thigh exposed between her stocking tops and skirt when she crossed her legs before pulling the skirt back into place. Placing her hand on top of mine while locking eyes with me to seemingly say... did you see that...did you like that? I want you to like it.Now I'd like to do the same in return. But we guys have it a little tougher. We don't have the wardrobe short of shorts (and these days they come down to your knees) to flash. The exception would. "Is that what they call an open relationship?" Yes, I think it is. Now, I hope you don't mind me asking, but have you kissed anyone before?" I don't mind" she replied "when I was at camp once I kissed a boy on the lips. He tried to use his tongue, but I stopped him, does that count?" I think we can count that" I positioned an arm around her shoulder and moved my face closer to hers "fair warning though, I'm going to use my tongue."She nodded her head, at this point perhaps too nervous to say.