She seemed just as anxious to meet as I was; even though it was plain our pasts were as different as possible. She wasn't a virgin; she'd lived quite ... bit of life. My most adventurous story was about taking a ride from a stranger on a trip out to LA where nothing went wrong at all.We decided to meet the next day. I had to drive over two hours to get there, and the entire way I was imagining various scenarios; all of them ending worse than the one before it. When I got to the city limits of her. I was thinking ‘maybe some of the girls were trying clothes on or something’ but whatever, my heart was racing and I was feeling very heated up as I saw Her. She approached the top of the stairs and I realised it was Her school blouse She was wearing, done up enough at the top to cover Her bra (years and years later it occurred to me She might not have had Her bra on....)but not Her cleavage. The blouse – micro-minidress – was so short I could see all Her stocking-tops and lovely legginess, and. When i notice your laying down, i move in between your legs and impale you with the colossal strapon, shoving all the way in with the first thrust. you flinch and whimper as i bottom out. slowly, i pull it out and start to thrust back and forth, fucking you with all i've got, feeling my power over you growing with every thrust. i cant help but wonder if you'll do the fucking for me, so i pull it out with a loud pop, leaving you empty on the inside. "stand up bitch!" i bark. as you start to. "Want some more," he said. "I can't, my mother should be back from her day of shopping soon," I said as Kyle got a gleam in his eye and stood up and reached to pick me up. "What are you doing." I said. "Let's try it in a bed," Kyle said with a husky growl in his voice. By the time we got upstairs, Kyle was sporting a huge erection again. "Which one," Kyle asked while carrying me in his strong arms. "On the left," I said as Kyle rushed into the bedroom and dropped me on the bed. "On your hands.