I found a six-page photo set with two girls in it, so I started to check out the pics, while my hand did the work. She said, “That’s kind of cool, isn’t it? Sex We all do it.”
“We?” I said. We would act out our own version, and kiss each other on the lips in a schoolkid imitation of what we saw the actors doing on TV, and as a young kid, I found this very exciting. Louise turned around and straddled me, so we were facing each other. Or Mr and Mrs Cunningham from Happy Days?”
I chuckled for a moment, thinking back. “Okay,” she answered, “you are, but I couldn’t help it if it still felt nice.”
“Glad I could help,” I said, casually, wondering if…
“You know what I did after you left?” she asked. That’s so good!”
The sight of her in orgasm, plus the spasms of her pussy around me, triggered my own orgasm, whether I was ready or not, and I felt wave after wave of pleasure starting in my penis and working back through my body, then rebounding back the other way. Omigod, Derek, that’s good, … …, that’s too good, ……, Oh, Derek, that is so-o-o FUCK-ING good!!”
I would lie there, imagining them together in Louise’s room, but I’d had never had sex with
