And now about me I am 17 well build 6’1″ long fair in color with a cock of 7 inches long. Now jump to the story part. I was quite a real bad ass s...udent in my class and always fought with classmates so one day while fought I got kicked on my crotch not so hart but painful , somehow I reached to my house and slept for some rest.Soon my mom realize that something is wrong because I never sleep after returning from school, so she came to me and inquire about my day as I am friendly with her I told. But I don't want to be if that's what you're asking."She laughed and told me it was exactly what she was asking me."So, would you like to lose your cherry? Like right now?" I don't have any condoms, do you?" I asked nervously."I'm on the pill, Joel, so not to worry. Come on," and she pulled the covers back and hopped on the bed patting the spot next to her."Have you ever kissed a girl's pussy?"I slowly moved my head back and forth as she spread her legs open and raised her knees up, "Wanna do. I felt her soft skin in my palm and realized that her shirt must have pulled up as we were sleeping. My mind was racing and my erection got harder and harder by the second as I slid my hand slowly up and down her firm stomach. The booze and my dick must have taken over control but I could not help myself as I slid my hand underneath her shirt. I slowly moved my hand higher and higher until I felt her soft breast with my fingertips. I stroked over each breast and felt her small nipples harden. Now there was a nance and a fruit and... well, queer was an out of date word. Gay? He snorted. What did the dresser have to be happy about? AIDS?But the boy stood there staring and the manager wondered if he should go over and say something. That particular mannequin had been dressed today in a silken ecru blouse, with a short, short skirt of woolen tweed in navy, with green and red plaiding stripes. She wore bone colored pumps and clutched a vinyl ecru purse to her plaster bosom. Her wig today.