There were two large fluffy pillows on the bed, Julia laid on the one on the left side of the bed and Megan laid on the one to the right. “I don’t...want any awkwardness between us, now. I just want us to be comfortable around each other, that’s all,” said Juliet.Megan smiled. “Sure.” The girls sat and stared at each other for a few minutes. Juliet took her cold hand and placed it on Megan’s breast. Julia teased Megan’s body. She caressed Megan’s hard nipples. She tickled her flat stomach. She. Years of misunderstanding and torment.I am what I make of myself, he had finally decided. I'm entitled to my own measure of happiness, and if I have to be queer to get it, then that's just the way it is!He finally turned 18 -- a free man, and on his own. He knew all about sex now and about what queers did, but he had never actually done any of it. Now he could. If and when he wanted to."Look, kid, are you sure you want to go through with this? Once you cross over the line, there's no going. "Don't worry," she said. "I'm on the Pill." With that, she mounted me and began to slide up and down, slowly at first but faster and faster as we both approached climax. She leaned forward and I sucked on her nipples. That pushed her over the edge and she almost cut me in half as she locked her legs in place. Her pussy milked my rod violently and I began shooting my load into her, hard and fast.We both collapsed into each other's arms on the bed.A few minutes later, still in the after-glow, she. I thought he was going to toss me off there and then in the pub but as soon as I got hard he pulled his hand away.Peter was forty then and had just come out of the army. He was married, but had gained a taste for ladyboys in the Far East. He was smart and pleasant and just the sort I liked. He told me he was married so had to be discreet, even better.Back in my flat he was on me in a trice. He couldn't wait to get his mouth around my cock, not even bothering to strip me. Peter's urgency was.