One of our rooms was a mattress room. It was a special room for parties that went beyond what happened on the dance floor or in the game room. The guy... had an agreement that if a person went into the party room with the mattress then others could watch and if invited by the lady join in. There was always a hope that the lady would be really hot and horny and invite more to come join in the fun.I remember one night a Linda was really wanting to be played with more than what was acceptable in the. Hit me back if we can do this, cause as you can see I am ready to be sucked now.She hit the reply button quickly before her mind talked her out of it. Where and when? Is all she could bring her shaking fingers to type. Quickly she clicked send. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths. Part of her hoped it would end there. That hope was dashed when she heard the ding of the email. All there was in the body of the email was NOW and an address.Steeling her nerves she put the address in. And he knew it. ‘You’d better be quick about it, I don’t know how long my mother will be distracted.’ I said sadly. How I did not want this to end. ‘Okay, Charity.’ he said. He pulled a condom from his pocket, and after putting it on, he climbed on me again. ‘Hold on, baby. This might hurt a little.’ he said forcing my body to receive his. He was right. There was a moment of pain, as he took my virginity, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to feel him inside me. And it was pure bliss. I had. He made his way back up to the village and stopped before an especially large building, admiring its carved features. The logs that held it up were engraved with scenes of fishermen casting nets and hoisting large creatures that looked like sharks, similar to what he had seen being chopped up for sale in the market. There were whittled figureheads above the heavy wooden doors, busts of Borealans, perhaps people of importance or family members. Everything that these people built, they built to.