Charlotte said no. If anyone was gonna write our story, it would be me, not some two-bit hack who would rape the soul right out of it going for all th... juicy sensationalism.Charlotte and I got literally dozens of offers a week for sex. Both of us got propositioned by both guys and girls, constantly. We politely turned them down—especially the strangers—but after a while it became harder to be patient and graceful. We soon got to the point of just turning and walking away whenever the issue came. I wasn't big and burly or all that popular, but I'd had my share of girlfriends. That still didn't explain why Hank did what he did or even why Ethan Benson hit on me during the class ski trip earlier that year.I remembered Ethan, with his lithe pale body and floppy brown hair. We'd spent the boring last night of the trip alone, talking about girls in our hotel room. Finally, he'd asked if he could suck me off and I let him. He'd wrapped his full red lips around my cock, going down on me with. Before it was over BJ had sucked off all of Frank's male employees — all six of them. One of the bouncers said, "She is one hot looking bitch. I'd sure like to fuck her." Sorry, she's on the rag this week." Hell, that sure don't bother me none." In that case, go ahead and help yourself." No, god damn it no!" cried BJ.The bouncer ignored her, picked her up like a rag doll and laid her down on Frank's desk and fucked her while Frank stood next to the desk and fed her his cock for the third time. Precum rose to the top, and as the woman softly kneaded her breasts together, more joined it.Satisfied, she let her breasts go, let gravity again cause their massive size to conform along his pelvis, thighs, lower abdomen, and let the tip of his cock poke out from between them. Her lips found it, and she began to suckle on it once more, head inching back and forth so her lips could caress along its sensitive edge where his glans met the rest of his cock. More pleasure sparks, each causing his.