His mouth latched on to me. Sucking at first gently then more roughly. I was moaning in ecstasy. I had never felt anything like this. All of a sudden...he slid off the bed and was between my legs. I moaned, and he reciprocated. I felt him pull down my panties. I was exposed to him. And it felt right. Oh so right. His hands were fire as they spread my lower lips. I could feel his hot breath on me. I was going to burn, but it was the most blissful burn ever. “You smell so sweet,” my father. . You really don't need to, Caitlin." I want to. Yesterday I felt so mellow from the weekend. Did I ever tell you about the artist in my eight-o'clock?" No." There's a young man who's a talented caricaturist. After class he'll draw a caricature of me to illustrate my mood ... for the benefit of the later classes." Really?" Really. It's kinda cute so I let it pass. Too often he draws me with furrowed brow, narrowed eyes and a black thundercloud over my head. Today he drew me with a shit-eating. I was kind of excited but wanting to appear more masculine, so I resisted. Finally, though, I gave in. She and her two friends laughed at me, but I enjoyed the pink glittery polish on my nails. My girlfriend gave me extra hot kisses for complying later that evening.Over the next days, I admitted to her, as did she to me, that we enjoyed doing my nails. It made me feel pretty. She admitted she had always had a thing for androgynous looking guys. She even encouraged me to let my nails grow out. She took it into her mouth slowly; I could see her tongue just barely peeking beyond the gate of her lips. As she took it all in, a soft moan escaped from Kyle. As Diana pulled her head back, I could see his cock was stiffening up. It was wet from her mouth, and light twinkled off the head of his engorged shaft. Now fully hard, Diana pinched the head of his dick and brought it straight up. She stuck her tongue out and licked all the way from his balls to the tip of his mast. She began again to.