" You're a wise fool, David." I said, bending to kiss the top of his head."Am I a fool to stand by while someone else shares it?... that's the questio...," he said, "or am I going to hate myself one day?"I laid my cheek against the top of his head and drew my arms around his neck, pulling him close to by breasts. He touched my mound with his fingers and toyed with the soft cushion of hair under my panties. I knew it looked sexy the way the dark triangle showed though the translucent panty and. ‘What movie?’ ‘Well, there’s that new horror one that came out. It looked kind of interesting.’ He said Horror movies and I really did not mix. I get scared far too easily. ‘Oh,’ I said trying to sound excited for it. ‘Sure, we could see that.’ He obviously saw right through me. ‘Or we could go out to dinner somewhere instead?’ He suggested. ‘That works too,’ I said, much more pleased with that idea. ‘where?’ He was smiling when he saw my enthusiasm. ‘Well, we could go anywhere, really. What’s. This is, beyond a shadow of a doubt, the culmination of the most erotic experience of my life. He made me beg! I promised him things, terrible things, if only he would fuck me. And I meant every word!He stopped again as soon as the head of his cock entered me. He smiled down and said, “You sure have a hot cunt, baby. You’re burning my cock with that thing. You must need some cock awful bad.”I knew he was teasing me. I knew it was just a game. But I’m about to lose my mind. I need a cock inside. I often concocted elaborate fantasies of me as a girl. Ones where I'dsneak out dressed up, or would find a magic medallion to change into one.It was fun to dream, but it often led to me crashing into bouts ofdepression afterwards.Being alone a lot also allowed me to discover my love of bondage. I firstpicked up those handcuffs as a joke, but when I was home alone, I foundthat they were fun to try to escape from. I'd cuff my hands around thecheep white painted banister throw the key against the.