Half the time it’s not about sex at all, and it’s about as titillating as teatime with Martha Stewart. Have you ever looked at one of those collec...ions of Erotica in the local Barnes & Noble? No, not the collected letters to Penthouse magazine, that’s porn. I’m talking about the ones with diaphanously covered nude women on the covers, which have noteworthy editors proud to be associated with such fine volumes, and are full of supposedly artistic, serious, award-winning authors you’ve never. Ipause at the door of locker room to gather my thoughts. My luck, Terihad gym the same time and she helped push me through the locker roomdoor.Since I hadn't brought any gym clothes, all I could do was stand thereand watch as the others disrobed. I had looked at my share of Playboysin my time and had spent some time staring at my own naked body. But nowwatching twenty other girls naked caused a different set of feelings.I sat with Teri and her friends at lunch. Let's say the girls have morein. “Want this slut think you can take it all like you do with all those real cocks when the boys fuck you” I pulled him to his feet Slap Slap across his face with light slaps. Holding his chin looking him in his wide open eyes “if you want it you will have to work for it” I knelt down pulling off his panties and kissing his hard cock. I slide a condom on it “way are you doing that” he asked. “you will see” I answered I sat on the sofa holding the black toy with both hands. “Take it slut: I said.. I stopped and turned to face him. 'Just what is it that you want,' I started, 'you took what you wanted and when you were satisfied you dumped me like a...,' I couldn't think of how to finish. Eric looked at me with his greenish eyes, and sweet smile, fine hair, and skin the color of an early morning sunrise. I could not help but notice the way the towel moved and new that his man hood was stirring. 'You enjoyed it as much as I did,' Eric began, 'and besides I did not force you to do any.