She opened the door for me and closed it when I got in. An action which I thought was sweet."How old are you? I asked. She smiled lightly then replied..."Eighteen, how old are you?" Seventeen years old." I lied. I had a big body for someone who is 15 and she easily believed me.We reached her house after a five minute drive. Her house was not that huge but is was pretty fancy for an eighteen year old. In the living room was some expensive electronics. Some girls were watching some movie with a. It was apparent they did more than hold hands when they went out. My younger brother is starting college this coming semester and I'm sure he will act and respond to the girls around him the same way. I'm their little girl though; they don't give me the same latitude towards my interactions with the opposite sex. Out here in liberal California, men and women may be close to equals but home in rural Kansas, not so much. Their expectations for my behavior and the behavior of my, now dropped out,. I gave her another gentle kiss and pushed slowly back in to the same depth and withdrew again. Melanie moved her legs so that her calves rested on mine and gently rocked her hips as I continued giving her soft kisses and then half-strokes. The stockings sure made for a different feel than bare skin!We were taking our time, relishing in our first one-on-one lovemaking session since she had started dating Pete. After perhaps five minutes of the half-strokes, I switched from a soft kiss to a. My new friend took pity on me and offered to walk in front of me to the bathroom, so no one would see my still hard cock. I followed closely behind him as we crossed the bar and went into the bathroom. Luckily, no one was there. I grabbed some paper towels, when all of the sudden, I felt his hands on my hips and the warmth of his hard cock pressing against my ass. I turned and asked what he was doing? He told me it was okay and not to fight it. He pulled me into one of the bathroom stalls and.