I remember spreading my legs for him. I knew it was wrong. But I spread my legs. And then pushed my underwear down and stepped one foot out of them to...spread them a little more."And suddenly, he just shoved it in! I know I screamed. It hurt! Oh god it hurt!"She looked down for awhile and then her eyes found mine."Oh, Carly, it hurt so much! He just didn't seem to care. I screamed and he just jammed it into me. I screamed again and started crying but he didn't stop. I felt something, like, tear.. Dot's was indeed open but crowded. We had a pleasant meal where the conversation drifted to more mundane topics and afterwards I headed back to my parents' house.I spent much of the rest of the day contemplating sites on campus where we might be able to take some decent photos. Since it was still break, I imagined that the stacks at the library might be deserted enough to work. We could probably also find a row of empty study carrels on the second floor. If the weather wasn't too cold, there. However, nothing quite provides that feeling of downright-seediness, like guzzling another guy's spunk from a used-condom - NOTHING!!! And for me personally, the fact that I'm most definitely not even into guys, makes it even dirtier and even more depraved. Reducing your otherwise masculine-self to the level of a cum-swallowing slut, in such a fashion, is the ultimate way of rubbing your own nose in the fact, that another, more sexually dominant guy, got to fuck some girl and you. I was so nervous I hadn't done this is a long long time. Freshly showered n shaved (everywhere) I knocked on the door of his hotel room. Opening the door he stands there in nothing but his underwear and a cold Coors light. I entered and closed the door. He grabbed me close and kissed me. Shit! One hell of a kisser. I pressed myself against him and could feel his wanting of me. We sat down on the end of the bed, started making small talk while we drank our beers and I watched him stare at my.