I was skinny, pale skinned, with long white blonde hair and from time to time was mistaken for being a girl from behind. Needless to say, I wasn't ver... athletic besides being good at running. I had to be because I was an easy target for getting beat up. I wasn't tough, all it took was one punch and I was down for the count. So my dilemma began when I watched my first porn at a friend's house during a sleepover. He had gotten it from the gas station/food Mart/video store by switching the VHS. I left it a couple of days to let Rachel think I had forgotten about her and then called her.Firstly, I wanted to check that she was at her desk (it was lunchtime again) and secondly I wanted to have a little flirt with her, to make sure she was still in the mood. The next move in the game was the risky part, but it is always the part that makes the blood pump and the adrenaline flow. What I am saying is, I know she was flirting and everything pointed to her wanting some proper fun, but she. I truly was helpless, but I did not even really want to resist this. I had tasted my own juices on cocks. I had wondered what it would be like with another woman, though I had never expected it to be like this. The woman’s face remained expressionless, but she stopped stroking herself and, placing fingers on each side of her slit, spread herself wide open as I neared. She was red and pink inside her olive skin. She had a thick black bush, tendrils of hair clung to her moistness. Her clit stood. Sucking on it. While continuing to suck on my finger she grinds her ass over my cock in the same rhythm. Stopping sucking just long enough to say, "I've wanted to do this since the first time you started house sitting." Upon hearing this, precum rushes out the tip of my cock, nearly soaking though my pants.I remove my now wet finger from her mouth and move my hands down her body. Over her breasts, down her stomach, and finally resting with my still wet index finger inside her pussy slit. I.