Even looking back through time as a girl breaking into the sex scene, a girl curious and excited as my body changed and became curvaceous and men lust...d and whistled, I could walk around and pretend to be impervious to their obvious needs, while secretly inside my bedroom, watch pornography and masturbate with the best of them.I was a horny teenage girl with a veneer of respectability and an air of piousness that older folk attributed to a devout upbringing. My mother was a woman of strong. He held me so I could not lower myself to the bed and punished my butt like a man possessed. Each movement caused me to whimper and whine from the pain and ecstasy he was putting me through. He picked up the pace and began to pound back forth into my butt, just before he filled my rectum with his spunk he pulled almost all of his man meat out of my tortured anus and rammed the full length of his cock into my guts. I screamed something awful as he shot huge loads of baby making spunk into my. Dry autumn leaves were scattering along the narrow brick street. The gathering dark made the gas lamps seem to glow more brightly. In the building across the street, in a window level with ours, stood a man in a dark suit. He was tall and handsome, younger than us. When he saw us looking at him, he smiled and waved, then gave a nod of encouragement. I turned back to my lovely wife, sprawled on the little sofa. I handed her her glass of champagne and clinked it with mine, taking a sip. Lucky. A folded up piece of paper flew onto my desk. Im really horny. I was too excited not to write her back. Me too. Want to come over tonight? Were going to have a bunch of people over. I can come. But we cant fool around. No, I know. Just friends. 4 now…. 4 now? Until I can leave him. Okay, sure. What time? About 8. Ill be there. Okay. I sat and thought about fucking her for the rest of the workday. Man, I wanted to. I knew that it was wrong but it was all that I could think about. I couldnt stand.