I was happy to have her with me. I looked up to her and admired her very much.At first, we were naturally very stiff and courteous but after a few wee...s we'd both relaxed and became confidants. She liked to give me little tickling back rubs and I'd give one back right afterward.Anyway, one night in bed with the light out, we were talking about boys and such and I asked her, right out of the blue. "What does it feel like to have a boy's penis in you?"She hesitated a second, surprised by my. Watching this every weekend just made me appreciate my decision to be abstinent and avoid sexual relationships all the more. After the first year went by, so many people thought I was gay or just to mean to approach, which I liked. I only went out with a certain few friends every weekend to blow off steam after a long week of boring work. Every once in a while me and my friends would go to house parties after closing time and then I would go home to my big empty bed from there. That is until. Withdrawing his cock from my mouth, I squeezed right down at the base and then pulled up, squeezing, until my fingers again touched his ridge. A pearly white drop of pre-cum appeared and I licked it off. It tasted salty and creamy and left me wanting more. I devoured his cock again, sucking and bobbing up and down with renewed vigor. Mike had been leaning back on his elbows for a little time but now he sat upright, placed his hands on the sides of my face, and brought more pressure to bear on. The couple was deep in conversation about the future of their relationship as the overbearing woman tried to drown them out, still hating the harlot that was stealing her son away from her. To make matters worse, she had this sense that there was something else going on with the two of them, and all she could think was that if her baby had gotten that trash pregnant, that ch*ld was doomed unless Marissa was allowed to raise it.As the young lovers' conversation, and physical closeness,.