Throughout our dinner, we had been discreetly petting each other under the table. By the time we had finished dinner, Dawn's panties had become soakin... wet with her pussy's juices. That's when she provided that little blue pill that improved our pleasure during our last date.After dinner, which included a couple glasses of wine, Dawn said she wanted to pass on the dancing and go straight to our room. She said she hadn't been touched since the last time we had been together. She emphatically. "I do believe that at least part of you is finding this exciting even if your mouth is saying no."The waitress came over and asked if they wanted another drink, not saying a word or making any expressions about the bra on the table or Bonnie's exposed tits. Susan ordered another round, and the waitress left, returning a few minutes later with their order. Susan continued rubbing up and down Bonnie's legs while sipping her drink like nothing was happening. At one point, she placed her cold glass. I'll hold still and let you get used to it for a second. No need to rip you open." He did as he said, stopping his relentless penetration and watching my face closely. I had a bellyful of this dude's cum!I let out a moan, as my ass was adjusting to his intrusion. I had closed my eyes, but now opened them. Jay's face was just inches above mine, still watching me closely. He must have seen what he wanted, because he began to move his hips again. This time he moved them in circles, probing inside. I lost my virginity just before my 18th birthday, missionary style, on the back seat of his car in the dark early one morning. I didn't cum, but it didn't hurt (because I was soaking) and it was alright, even if it was unspectacular. Within a few weeks, the relationship ended. I was disappointed but not heartbroken.Soon after that I began to date the man I would eventually marry. He was around my age and about as experienced sexually as I was. We got engaged at 19'and by the time we married.