I just went limp in his arms surrendering. A couple guys grabbed my legs and lifted me up while spreading my legs apart. My dress was up around my w...ist. I had on white satin panties and the crotch was soaking wet. A handsome young black teenager stepped between my legs. His cock was hanging through the zipper hole of his dress pants. It looked like Roger’s. It hung almost to his knees. It was thick and dark and the head was bulbous. With one hand he reached out and grabbed my panties. I heard the lawn mower turn off and my dad walk through the back door where my mother was waiting for him with a cold beer and a warm kiss, oh how I want to rip her lips off every time she kisses him. I ran out of my room and bolted down the stairs just so I can see him sitting at the kitchen table Shirtless and Sweaty. As I walked to the fridge I remembered that I was only wearing my bra and underwear, oh no I forgot to finish getting dressed when I got out of the shower, I was side tracked. Over the following months I had dates with a few women before I met Clare she was a few years older than me and divorced, she had a daughter who lived with Clare mother as Clare had a 1 bed flat and was saving to get a bigger place.Over the following months Clare and I got on better and better and got to know each other better than ever even staying the night on the odd occasion finding out everything about each other and it turned out that Clare was Bi as well but more for cock than pussy, my. I took his hand away and, facing him, smiled into his eyes,“So do you want to hear the rest of my story? ” “ Sure, why don't we get a little more comfortable in my bed?” I finished my champagne and handed him the glass. “How about a little more champagne.” He poured me and himself another glass and I took his hand and led him into the bedroom, but then remembered my suitcase and knew I had something I wanted to change into before I told him the story. “ I'm going to change my clothes,.