"That's all wrong. That's the way boys do it. But you can't do it like a boy. If you dress like a girl, sweetie, you have to pleasure yourself like a ...irl. So keep your fingers straight, dear, and pointed down. Then, ever so gently, touch your fingertips to the tip of your panty-clad knob, your little girly boy clitty. Be dainty and feminine. That's it, dear -- very gentle, very girlish. Don't you just love your sexy panties, dear? Don't they feel good against your skin -- so exquisitely silky. ..Anyways, this fantasy starts about a week after i break up with my girl, feeling measurable i accept a invite round to a certain dominant gay friends home for dinner and a fuck (being not fucked in 4 years makes you miss it), even knowing his taking advantage of the situation. After dinner he lead me upstairs by the hand and opened the door to his room with a knowing smile. As he lead me to the bed I noticed a fleshlight that had been wedged between the mattress and the frame, "what's that. However, it was pretty wild and she did move a lot. Luckily she did not make any noise all this while. Her juices were all over my fingers and I could feel her orgasm happening. I kissed her while she was cumming to suppress any sound. Plus I thank the government buses for they make a hell lot of sound themselves. Whatever sound we did make was suppressed due to that.Once she was done, I broke the kiss and brought my hand up for us to lick it. We licked her cum off my fingers together with her. It actually gave me a thrill to know that she was looking at picture after picture of wet pussies, straining bum holes and hard cocks. The page-turning paused and I knew Nikki was reading one of the stories. I heard her gasp, repeatedly taking sharp intakes of breath. Were they gasps of shock or delight? “I’m thinking that, given the contents of this magazine, we’re not going to need these.” There were two faint ripping sounds and I felt my flimsy knickers being pulled away. For a moment, I.