As soon as her contractions started from her orgasm, I practically exploded my cum into her bowel. That was the damnedest feeling I ever had, and I lo...ed it. I wouldn't mind doing that again, but, truthfully, I prefer the cunt fuck if I have my druthers. This ass fuck seems to me to be more of a power thing than a true expression of love like a pussy fuck can be.We were both staggered by the experience, but we did recover quickly. I was amazed that there were no residual brown stains on my cock. Now, she didn't blush. Rather, she slid closer - placed her mouth to my ear - and said "I know this is forward of me, but you are a very handsome gentleman!" I smiled, put my lips to her ear, and said, "And, Donna, you are a very sensuous and lovely woman!" A couple more minutes of chat, and I leaned in again to her ear: "Donna, THIS is forward, but we're not k**s here. What do you say we get out - towel off - and go to your room or mine?" She pulled back a bit, and said, "I can't believe this,. (jan) That's what I call stroke fiction. transforms just for the sake of some guy in a darkened room getting happy.(Anne_Phorcy) (Hey, guys in dark rooms need love too, jan!)(Bashful) Doesn't have to be a dark room and why is it always guys! Don't girls get into strokes too?(HeatherSinclair) You tell um, Bash!(jan) Somewhat Bashy, but I think guys are more predisposed to it!(Tigger) No one but you are affected by your fantasies.(Darkside) Sorry guys, must rush, things to do, characters to maim!. With the move to his house, we lived further away from my old school. There had been some talk about changing schools, but I had pleaded for that not to happen and had thankfully been listened to. You see, I did not have an easy time making new friends – other boys were just as, or even more so, prone to picking on me as being friends with me. I did not want to be the skinny newcomer who also happened to be a quiet and introverted nerd, sucked at sports, and probably would be considered a.