The note that had accompanied it had told her to wear the outfit, and only the outfit, under her shorts and shirt when she came over to his house the ...ext day, She had laid out the ‘outfit’ he had sent, and struggled to figure out exactly how to put on what seemed to be little more than a collection of leather straps, and not that many of them to be honest. Thankfully, she found a small picture on a piece of paper at the bottom of the box, and as she finally got it all into place, she realized. "Feels nice, doesn't it?" Natalie asked.Yes, it did feel nice. Even though the vibrations were diluted by her panties, it still felt yummy. But Jen knew this was wrong - so wrong. She understood why her elders said to stay away from things like this. She thought things like this were harmless, but she knew it wasn't harmless anymore. Not only were they wicked, they made her want to do wicked things. Things she would have never imagined doing.Her pussy was gushing now. It was hot and hungry. It. He kissed cheek and then he trailed close to her ear again. "I want you," he whispered in her ear. Tawnya didn't know what to do. She tried to remember any advice that Allison might have given her from the past. Should she refuse and play hard to get? Seduce him and accept? All these questions filled her head and finally came out as, "I...I'm still a virgin." "Well, are you going to keep your virginity and become the next 40-year-old virgin?" "No," laughed Tawnya. "It's just that I'm...kind of. Stacy loved to watch as their faces changed, always so determined to last as long as possible when fucking her. Maintaining the illusion that they were such experienced and mature men-about-town that having their own personal fuck-toy was just natural. Till it all broke down of course, and the pure pleasure of invading her drove them into a panting frenzy of climax. For her own part, she really WAS better at pretending it was all just old hat to her now. Heck, they'd stretched out all her holes.