I felt her hymen and stopped. “Are you sure?” I asked.“Yes,” she said and I felt her press down on my cock. She bit her lip as I broke through...her maidenhead that had never before been touched by a cock or even my fingers. I saw her blink her eyes and asked, “Are you okay?” “Yes, just give me a second.” And I watched her face as it seemed to soften and I felt her drop down against me. I was balls deep inside of her warm wet pussy and knew I wouldn’t last. “We need to be careful,” I said, “I am. .. I love to fantasize about women doing dirty things. I used to get a little ashamed about it. I’d have these great dirty thoughts, and I’d finger myself to an orgasm, and then I’d feel like I’d done something bad ... But every time the fantasies got worse ... Which made me even more horny ... I ended up thinking about women having sex with the dogs – I didn’t even know women could do that, I just thought it was a dirty idea. I’d think about people I knew doing it. People from television .... Mickey showed up back at our dorm one day after I returned and I spent the first thirty or so evenings hearing him tell stories of his adventures in the summer.Caitlin and I corresponded, some by mail and some by computer. As she became more involved in her schoolwork, her letters became more intense, both about her studies and about our relationship. She invited me to the homecoming festivities there and of course I jumped at the chance. I borrowed a car from one of the guys across the hall. ... Sir."Her impish smile told him it was OK to do just that. He griped his cock tightly and started pumping as only he would know how. With his other hand he tangled the hair on the back of her head between his fingers.He held her head steady and pressed the tip of his straining cock to the side of her mouth pumping rapidly. Her hands were kneading her own breasts together and pinching her nipples as she was so turned on by him jacking his cock for her.He came..... a trickling at first, then.