I am laying back against the satin covered pillows. My chest heaves with the deepened breaths I am now experiencing. My nipples are painfully erect. M... pussy is sopping wet with excitement. He again groans and I hear his breathing so much heavier now. I can vaguely hear the slapping of his hand as he pumps his cock. I try to envision his fist sliding up and down his swollen pole. I cant resist, I teasingly tell him. My fingers have made their way down to my wetness. I am slowly, in tiny. My eyes are blued to the screen as she parts her legs. Those lovely stilts that keep her supported and her cute butt off the ground. She moves her hands up and down each leg, but just brushing her hair, going no further.More moans are being emitted. She jerks her head up, those green eyes flashing and widening. Her dark hair whips around as she shakes her head back and forth. Oh, no! Don't let that hair cover her! Whew! She settles back and moves her hair around to her back. A huge smile is on. Feeling a bit tipsy, their conversation turned to sex. ‘I usually pick up guys backstage,’ confessed Maya. Heidi put her hand on Maya’s thigh and replied in a hushed voice, ‘What about girls?’ Maya was speechless as she stared into Heidi’s blue eyes peering out from underneath her bangs. Maybe it was Heidi’s forwardness, or maybe it was the beer in her system, but whatever it was, it was making her panties wet. ‘I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable,’ said Heidi as she removed her hand.. I'm 23, 6' tall, and with a muscle-y build. I had short, bleached blonde hair, and blue eyes. I had spent my adolescence battling with my sexuality: at first, I tried to convince myself that I was straight, and then I conceded that I was bi, and eventually, after several bad experiences with dating girls, I had decided I was completely gay. But I always got so nervous whenever I thought about approaching another guy about it: and so, I had spent my time single, and everyone had wondered why.