It felt so fucking good but he didnt last too long, he then got off and that was it. I got up and made my way to the computer and checked on Hamste... and I got a message from a very good friend and he wanted to hook up. I had to see him nodoubt because I knew he was going to do me right. So I called him and he wassitting at his place with a good friend of his. I asked him if he wanted to meet me and he said he wanted me to come to his place. I hadnt ever been their before, so I said no,. I had just turned eighteen and was all alone except for my dorm mate. As we got settled into the life at university we started hanging out. One night we went to local bar then over to the club. Being eighteen we could get in but were not allowed to drink. We danced with the girls and tried to get laid. But the games girls play. "I am super horny, let me show you some low hanging fruit and we will be balls deep in fine pussy in an hour." my mate said. We walked around the club and came upon. )But instead of rows of seats, it was filled with ... rows of couches and stuffed chairs,no two alike, very comfy places to sit, some with pillows piled up.In the front was a roped-off area of more couches, which is where most of the people inthe room were. When I got up closer I saw that it was because there was a couple (anactual boy-girl couple) having sex within the roped-off area, and a large crowd of guysogling them outside the ropes, most of them ... masturbating. Hmmm, I thought to. M asked her several questions and wanted more detail of what she made me do when she sat on my face, complaing that her husband had never given her oral sex in the 4 years they had been together. Much to my continuing embarrassment my wife continued to detail several of my sessions on the crush bench and also the Sunday ritual where she always sat on my chest on the bed watching her soap opera omnibus. I was horrified to hear her detail how she would gradually move backwards until her arse was.