But no matter how long I waited, the fantasy remained. A spark of doubt suddenly ignited within me. Heart now racing madly, I pinched myself, hoping i... would be enough to put an end to the fantasy. It wasnt. Nor were the slaps I gave myself. It took a while before I realized what that meant. Oh my god! I gasped when it finally dawned on me why the fantasy had felt so realistic. It wasnt a fantasy! I remained frozen in shock for a second before the implications of such a revelation were. Girls! But I was just a bald-headed little boy. The teen idols all had long hair—not cropped close to the scalp. What would they want with me? I couldn't even achieve an erection. My short time at Mackie had taught me that military regimentation could suck the fun out of any endeavor. I was going to find out if sex was an exception. The other guys—I didn't talk to them much. We guys didn't share feelings.Don't get me wrong. There was affection—of a rough sort. Some of the boys even were. He finished with a snarl, holding her hips against him as he spurted inside her. They moved apart, gingerly, and Vera settled against the door with her feet in his lap. The cool night air through the open windows felt amazing. She stretched lazily and smiled at Lucien. He smiled back, a gleam of sharp white teeth in the dark. ‘I’d like to do that again,’ Vera smiled. ‘You’ll have to give me a minute, love,’ he chuckled. ‘Not now!’ She giggled. ‘But I mean…’ she dropped he eyes, suddenly. Inserting a finger he sought out and found her g-spot and immediately she tensed as the trigger was hit. Her legs shivered as the climax built, and he timed his tongue movements with her hips grinding onto his face. She was lost in the waves building in her core, feeling his tongue lap greedily at her - knowing where to touch her for maximum impact. The finger inside her gently but purposefully stroking her g-spot. She gripped the edge of the car, using it to hold herself aloft, as she felt.