Strange things happened inside my shorts and were afraid to tell anyone. One day while playing cricket I hit the ball hard it got lost. The ball was b...rought by the girl and she started shouting and asked me to bring it back. She started twisting my arm and I turned towards her to avoid the pain.My face was directly on her chest. She was taller than me and I could easily bury my face in her boobs (in her dress of course). I started rubbing my face against her chest as if I am struggling to free. If I went to her and said 'how about you fuck another guy and I watch!' she may well have told me to fuck off, so I decided to go cautiously. The idea of her saying no had become quite unthinkable so I had to play it carefully. I started by buying her a dildo. A good starting place for the wannabe cuckold, I read. It was lifelike and very realistic. Seven and a half inches of insertable length and a five and half inch girth. I'm not embarrassed to say this particular model of dildo was bigger. And today, when you were getting ready to, uh, do me, I figured that it would either be good or be bad. If it was bad, then I could experiment and figure out if it was you or me."I blinked. I knew that Robbie could be analytical, but... "Do you want to talk about it?" she asked.I couldn't help it. I laughed. And as I laughed, I felt my cock relax, despite the pressure of her ass against it. "Somehow, I don't think it would be appropriate. I mean, I'm naked. You're naked. You're sitting on my. Wow his chest was brilliant not a hair here and there. His nipples were fresh pink (pure virgin) and his belly button was like a baby’s. I licked my lips (virtually of course). I suggested him different poses which he gladly followed. Then I asked him to turn around and rest against the wall. I went ahead to him and asked him to pull down his pants a bit to reveal his underwear strap. He smiled again and asked me to do it as he did not know to what extent it should be pulled down. Smart ass he.