..being...cocksuckers." "Right. Are you a queer, Karen?" I looked up at him, pleading with my eyes for him not to humiliate me like this. ...Are you, Karen?" "Yes." "What does that mean you are?" I shivered with the power of the emotions that were coursing through my effeminated body. I hated this, but, I wanted to say it to. I was so confused, and torn inside. I knew that once the words passed my lips, that I could never be the same again with Stan, never again. "It. We were in her bedroom. I sat on my bed with her in front of me by the door. She had this denim miniskirt with a sleeveless blue top that wonderfully accented her succulent breasts. She came closer to the bed. We started to kiss passionately on the bed. She draped her legs around be so we were facing each other and she was sitting on my lap. The kissing soon turned to heavy groping and fondling. Her soft warm skin and her sweet lips gave me the quickest and hardest erection I ever had. . She simply smiled and motioned him to come closer.When he did, she wrapped her arms around his legs so he couldn't move away. Then she ran his zipper down. His limp penis came tumbling out."Look," he whispered, "you can't do this! Not in front of the class!" "Hell I can't! I want your cock! And I've been deprived of it for almost a week. This'll pay you back for neglecting me." She pulled the limp worm of a prick into her mouth and began sucking. Her tongue worked over the delicate tip of his. Walking up the stairs he couldn’t help but notice her ass bouncing side to side with each step. ‘Stop it! Not now’ he could feel his cock beginning to twitch at the thought of him pushing his hard cock into her pussy and pounding her until she begged for him to stop. “One more floor to go” she called behind “Good good, how do you get shopping up here?” they must have come up five floors now. “Em...with difficulty” she laughed. FINALLY! They got to her flat, it was spacious being all opened.