I don’t think she even knew I shot that first load. I looked down. Porn sex I looked down. It was a couple months after the second time I got laid, and the girl I’d done it with came up to me and told me her period was late. In fact, my blood went hot and I felt a throb between my legs. A girl, six-pounds, nine-ounces and eighteen inches long. I think my first wad popped out before I even bottomed out. She asked me to stop when I started to put a finger inside her. But it wasn’t like that first one. I was three for three. And shooting another load inside her felt good. Like I said, I was horrified. And before long, she stopped crying. As the girl looked down at the blood shed with her innocence, I reached down and wiped a big streak of it off my dick. She did see me take a second taste, and that’s when she lost it. “So, have you ever heard of this Tom Stone guy?” my buddy from the old neighborhood asked. The girl wasn’t pretty, nor was she nice, but she seemed to like me and, when I first pushed my hand down her panties, she didn’t stop me.
