This was during our phase where she (an older and more experienced woman) would get me off by telling me of her past exploits. Threesomes and swinging were likely in our future but I was too stupid to appreciate that. The stories really turned me on and she liked telling them. I truly recall many word for word, or certain phrases are still etched in my mind 25 years later.
She said she was getting wet. Really wet. 18 year old wet. She was doggie in a bikini, her side to the camera. He approached, pushed the small of her bare back down and told her to stick her ass out further. She said "I felt so exposed. He told me to spread my knees wider. I was trembling." He moved behind her then back to her side. He suddenly ran his fingers through and grabbed the hair on the back of her head with one hand and turned her pretty pretty face to his crotch. "I ghasped and let out a little whimper" she said (me, hard as a
Rock, jerking feverishly) "and he asked if 'my little pussy was wet.' I said no, wanting to get out of what I had gotten into, then he grabbed it and said 'bullshit you little fucking sl*t.'" She told me she melted, moaned, and gyrated up against him. "I was his" she said.
I remember that, how our bodies were positioned, the amount of light in the room, everything.
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