I was finishing my beer and getting ready to go whena familiar face walked over to me at the bar. It was a guy I went to highschool with but never re...ally talked to him. He looked at me quizzicallyand slurred, "Did we go to high school together?" Of course I knew hisface. He was with the cool crowd. Pretty girlfriend, very good looking,played 2 varsity sports. And now he was pretty hammered. We handledintroductions and sat and talked, mostly about his illustrious footballcareer in high. Most people don’t care about the speedos and message me about sex. I hadn’t found any luck finding any cute guys that were also into speedos.Last night, I received a message from a guy reading, “I like speedos too. I’ve been wearing mine all day. Want to come over and we can swap?” The thought was electrifiying. I’m not a bold person, and my heart was racing with a mix of fear and excitement. I was thinking of letting this opportunity go, but speedos make me so horny that I just wanted to check. Well, not anymore, I thought.“Don't mind Foxy” I begun “He's just-”“I don't fucking care!” she snapped back angrily to me.She turned her glare away from the two, to look at me.Her cold, brown eyes shot right through me, as if reading my mind.“Look” I begun again, “Don't get shitty at me, I just wanted to give you company because you were standin' here on your own” she tried to cut me off again but I spoke over her.“And I'm not fucking Gay, okay? I'm just open to anyone, guys are obviously. It drove Stacy crazy when a man did this to her so she thought the woman might like it. The woman begged for more and more, giving her direction as to what to do. Stacy complied and was soon greeted by her face being flooded with the woman’s pussy juice. She eagerly lapped it up, licking her clean. Spike must have liked what he had seen because he asked if Stacy was ready to have some things done to her. The woman reached out and fingered Stacy’s pussy and responded, “Hell yeah she’s ready..