A hairy retriever-looking dog came tearing across the field, head up and tongue waggling, watching the sky. A guy way at the far end of the field held...a tennis racket: he was whaling balls for his dog. The dog bounded across the field, fur gleaming in the sun, slobber flying, scrambling. When the ball hit the dog leaped high in the air and nailed it on the first bounce. Carrie laughed and clapped her hands, delighted. She turned and looked at him, smiling, then slowly walked over to him,. I nod my head, the rush of excitement overwhelms me and I can feel my pussy getting wetter by the minute. You lean in pressing your lips hard on mine, and your hand goes up my dress to my dripping wet pussy. ‘Someone’s not wearing panties,’ you say as you pull away from me. I grin slyly at you. Your hand is still up my dress and you thrust two fingers hard into my wet pussy, causing me to yelp. ‘You like that don’t you slut?’ I nod my head. Your fingers push in and out of me hard. The pure. I stopped."What, don't you want to fuck me?" Hailey asked after several seconds.She then took off her panties revealing her hairless pussy for me."I don't know, there is something different about you." I tried to workout the word to describe what I was feeling. "Yes I want to fuck you;you are my wet dream. But there is something stopping me. It feelswrong."She looked both disappointed, but her eyes were relieved. We both beganto put out clothed back on. We talked a little bit more before. Kelly was a dream come true. We started doing everything together and she was kinkier than me. If I got on the highway she would slide down her skirt or take off her top.If we went out at night on my motorcycle she would un-zipp my pants and play with meShe d**g me into bars I didn't know existed, some of them obviously gay.More and more we would do it at her apartment. There were times when she would leave on a Saturday morning to go to work and I would sleep in and go home when I woke up. .