From his bulge I had to guess his dick was at least 8 inches. I couldn't get that image out of my head an 8-inch black dick fucking my ass. A time or ...wo I thought Derrick caught me staring at his crotch but he didn't seemed to mind if he did. As soon as I was done at work and my last class, I ran back to the duplex and started fantasying about Derrick fucking my ass again. The next morning I started to clean the duplex especially the kitchen and living room. As I did, Jimmy started asking me. In my dreams I often go much further than I would ever accept in real life; or at least, further than I would go at this stage in my life. But how far do I go in my real life? This will show you! I am sorry about the limited dialogue, which I am aware a writer is supposed to put into these stories, but this is really just a description of an evening out, and not a real story with dialogue, plot and so on.Well, Paul and I have always had this thing that our wedding anniversary is a night as. ”First Lesbian sexThe guys were back now, and wondering at the slightly annoyed air of Carrie. She stayed out of most of the banter, not all her normal self and Brad noticed it most. It got late, the fire was low, and it seemed wrong to put more wood on, so they turned in. In their bed, Carrie cuddled Brad and he relaxed. He had been worried by Carrie’s mood and didn’t know what had triggered it, so a warm hug felt doubly nice.“Brad,” Carrie suddenly asked, “Would you guys really do that,. I was out of my mind and pounded her with all my strength. I leaned forward, driving my cock in and out like a hot piston, fucking her faster and faster, harder and harder, deeper and deeper until suddenly both of us erupted in huge wild ecstatic explosions. My cum gushed into her like hot lava from a volcano. Writhing just above her, I collapsed onto her panting body and felt her strong legs wrap around my back, holding me deep in her clutching pussy, both of us unable to budge.She was still.