We both dated men from time to time, but most of our weekends were spent with friends partying. And Lord could that girl party. She could drink anyone...I knew, man or woman, under the table and there were many nights when I passed out in the wee hours of the morning while Fran was still going strong. At the end of college we had gone our own ways. She went back to her small home town and took a teaching position, while I had gone to the big city and taken a junior management position at a large. "Now let's get out of here. I wantto get home and jump you!"They made it home in record time with Brenda driving and Bill sittingquietly in the passenger seat with the Victoria's Secret bag in his lap -dreaming.By the time the garage door closed behind them, Brenda was already out ofthe car and untucking her shirt. "Hurry up, baby... I want you!" shesaid.She took Bill's hand and lead him quickly to the bedroom. "Strip!" shesaid.Bill obeyed and in moments was naked. Brenda pushed him back. Then with those long fingers he reached down to my clit and quickly found my little nub of pleasure. He rubbed in a circular motion, just the right amount of pressure to bring me little pulses of pleasure in moments. Just as I started to feel the build of an orgasm, he stopped, and with a cheeky grin winked at me. He roughly pushed me back on to the bed. Quick as a flash he was on top of me and pushing my legs apart with his knee as he placed himself between my thighs. He took my hands in his,. At that point my ultimate goals for education became crystal clear: an engineering degree!Meanwhile, the dispenser of all stimulating punishment had found an even more efficient method of pleasuring me by pulling upwardly, dragging each bump of the carrot across my clit.Then it came. Suddenly and out of nowhere. Everything inside me surged with energy. Higher and higher and higher. It felt like I had passed out, completely out of control, jerking, writhing, riding the waves of unconscious.