Erotic imagery slid and oozed across her mind, as vivid as the hot, slick moisture that soaked her pussy. They insisted they were real, conjured from ...he depths of her own psyche and not whispered as alien words of trust from a stranger. She felt foolish fighting against something that was so normal and right.Gina whimpered as more correct and proper thoughts exuded from sexual fantasy: stop struggling; trust and obey your mother; trust Victor; trust the school counselor; accept yourself as a. For reasons best known to herself she did not seem to share Princess Sara's happiness at the dragon's final success in damsel capturing after so many disappointments."Mind you, Bill, old fellow, she's not half as good looking as I am! It will only be a pretty third grade knight who comes to her rescue. She could be in for very long wait indeed, poor girl!"The dragon sighed sadly at this. "I suppose so - but one has to start somewhere! A journey of a thousand miles begins with just a single. You've heard of guys having a face you would never get tired of hitting, well my Aunt had a body you would never get tired of fucking. Then a little later I was walking back to the kitchen when I saw my mom was showing her sister places she dreamed of going on holiday. My aunt was bent over looking at the computer screen and quickly, before they saw or heard me, I ran back to the living room were I was. I couldn't resist my urges, so I ripped my trousers down to my ankles, not even loosening. So having girlfriends was out of question. I was so shy that when I heard my classmates joke about hand practice I would fucking blush. Without knowing what it meant.One day a friend said just grab hold of your dick and rub it from top to bottom. It will harden. After some time you will feel funny. And something will come out. Fuck that was never so. I nearly hurt my dick by rubbing it for an hour. And God only knows if anything came out.Such was the level of my sexual patheticness. Meanwhile,.