Please. I don't know why, but yes, please! Please!" Almostsobbing. "What are you wearing Mrs. White?" "What am I wearing now? Jeans. T-shirt. Underwea...." "Well at the moment I am busy." I lied, whilst a soft moan camefrom the other end of the line. "Where are you?" "At the house, in the lounge." "I will phone you back in a few minutes. I will consider giving youpermission. It might be appropriate, if you want to finger that pussy of yoursfor me, for you to remove all your clothes and wait for. "Yes. I have been for as long as I can remember. What is your name, bythe way?" Here I had just had some of the greatest sex in my life and Ididn't even know his name."Todd," he smiled as he put his hand on my knee. I could tell that he wasa bit lost inside himself and guessed that this was his first time withanother man, although one that was more woman than most."I am Stacy," I smiled at him, hoping to put his mind at ease. Looking atthe cum soaked briefs in his hand, I asked, "what are. I decided I would just beat off to the idea of her--but never go foreward. For the sake of the story: let's call her Lauren. I'd always pump at breaks during classes to help relive my horniess. Making the loud sucking sound under the covers of my bed to get rid of some of my tension. Each week, I'd get a little bigger. Each week, my hard ons were stronger--which, at college age--meant almost unlimited power. Each week, I'd find little chunks of time when the room was empty--class breaks, or off. When Jessica asked me, straight out, if I'd ever be with her, I found myself getting increasingly turned on, hornier than I had been (even when having sex with my wife earlier that night), and curious if she was serious about it."Would you actually do it? With a guy my age?" I asked."Yeah. I've always thought you were kind of sexy for a guy your age. So yeah. I would." Jessica said.God I wanted to find out what it was like to have sex with a young, teenage girl like her. But I'd never done.