I couldn’t wait to have him in me. I knew I should be terrified. I had heard my classmates moan and complain about careless lovers and painful penet...ations, about rough touches and sore pussies. But there was one difference between them at me, one that became really obvious to me in that moment. I looked up at Clare’s face, my eyes full of wonder. “I’m such a slut!” She threw back her head and laughed, a soft, endearing laugh full of tenderness that made my insides warm and fuzzy. “Oh god, yes,. Then when she gets home talk about it. Talk and talk and talk. Believe me it helps. Ask all those nasty questions that are floating around in your mind. Then sleep on it before you make any decisions." You sound like you've been there." Yeah, I caught my first wife in bed with the neighbor, three times before I gave up on her."I went into my office and hit the button for voice mail replay. The first three were Karen, all of them the day after I left. "David, where are you? Please come home. I. " I start to fuck her pussy harder and faster. She tries to focus on your pussy but can't and then I lick her pussy as I fuck it with the dildo and she collapses on the bed, between your thighs. She rolls over and tries to catch her breath and I come up to the other side of the bed. You look at me and say "I know it was so hard for you not to fuck her in a position like that, so hot and sexy, but I promised you wouldn't" but then you reach down and start to kiss and suck my cock. You lick the. His eyes would dart surreptitiously between her breasts and face, frightened of angering her but unable to resist. She would often lean back to ‘ponder’, eyes partially closed, hands massaging her neck and temples. His eyes would rivet to her chest, hypnotized by her mellifluously swaying breasts. This little dance, lean forward/lean back repeated many times: puppeteer pulling the strings of her ‘real boy’. She was truly beautiful, with an arsenal that included much more than her breasts..