As Isaid, I’m s*******n, tall and lanky, which is a nice way of saying Iqualified to be the Biafra poster c***d. Physically, I was all man, butsomew...at embarrassed to wear a Speedo because it didn’t leave a lot ofroom for expansion. I was very shy, and felt awkward around girls,probably due to the number of times we moved when I was younger. I hadno brothers or sisters to give me advice, so I didn’t get very social. Istudied, I ran cross country and swam competitively, excelling at both,but. The next day I went into town and after walking past several times plucked up the courage to enter the shop, at the front was the usual display of nice silk matching undies and as I ventured further back found a section with sex toys and bondage clothing, “Can I Help ?” a voice came from behind me, I turned around and there was a shop girl who looked too young to be working in a place like this, err err I’m looking for some underwear, “Is it for your wife or partner ?” err err No it’s for me,. She took the hint and opened up. Relief was immediate. Her hot breath and tight throat had me groaning in pleasure. She was definitely inexperienced though because she didn’t seem to know what to do with her teeth or tongue. I took advantage of her inexperience by shoving my cock further down her throat. She started struggling a little but didn’t ever pull away. What a trooper. I pulled out and let her breathe a little before plunging back in deeper than before. This time she tried to pull. 'Oops!' I said, my hands on his shoulders and sat up, my legsstraddling his waist. 'I didn't hurt you did I?' He shook hishead. I could feel his growing bulge. He didn't seem to be in anyhurry to get me off of him as he looked around. 'Is your Mom and Dadhome?' I told him that my Dad was spending the weekend awayand won't be back until Sunday night, and my mother was shopping.I wiggled my hips against him and walked toward the pool andstripped my top off. I slowly climbed the steps and hopped.