Bucking and shaking they reached their climaxes together, screaming out obscenities over and over "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fucking hell!"Both with heads ...hrown back their orgasms were intense, streams of clear juice squirting out over each others thighs and hands. A beautiful, heady aroma filled the air and they seemed to keep cumming for ever their bodies jerking and trembling.Finally it was over and they collapsed forward into each others arms, their breath laboured and both out to the world. I. You slide out of bed, letting your nightie slip off your shoulders and fall to your feet. his instructions were explicit: get prepared for the day remaining fully nude and the curtains drawn back. So you walk out to the kitchen and get the coffee going, open the front door and walk to the end of the hall to get the paper. Your heart races as you open the front door. your eyes dart back and forth, your ears seem especially alert for the faintest sound of neighbors or the mail man. You. The truth was that the men didn’t like losing to the women. Even when it was clear that the women had sprung a perfect ambush and they’d wiped out a male patrol, the men argued about it. It took me stepping in repeatedly to keep things somewhat civil.The other problem with training was ammunition. We had no blank ammunition so in some instances alternatives to spraying the enemy force with bullets had to be found. Snowballs proved a fun substitute in most cases; although, again, I would almost. I am not sure whether it was because it was Stephen and the pure fact that in a way it was like i****t (a topic that had always turned me on when reading online but never really thought about it), or the fact I was stroking a man's penis.It was at that point that the words slipped out of my mouth, the words that would change my life forever and give me my first sexual experience with a male."But I don't want to" As my head lowered to the tip of Stephens's penis where I kissed it gently, still.