Our sex life continued on as it had always gone without me going down on him and the mediocre orgasms I would get from oral and occasionally during in...tercourse.At night I'd lay in bed unable to sleep because my pussy ached for a much deeper more filling satisfaction that I wasn't receiving at home. I was also curious about other things that I had never given much thought to. What would it be like to touch another woman? Are black guys really better in bed? What about toys? What would it be like. Rest awhile," he continued, his hand fondling her trembling leg. "Rest until we get over to where you live. I think you'll get a real surprise at what's waiting for you."The handsome youth's chuckle was almost obscene, and Sandy shuddered at the lurid thought of what the "surprise" might be-- but she never considered even in the most dark, forbidden recesses of her mind what she was speeding toward in crushed obeisance... At first she thought that they were going to stop at her house, and her. Lynn was really looking forward to the event and I was as well. She went out and bought a new dark blue dress for the occasion. Women generally don’t need a good reason to go out dress shopping, but this was indeed a good one. I would wear a dark blue suit I had so that we would sort of match. It was her idea. The night of the party, or more correctly the ball, soon arrived. Lynn looked so good in her dark blue dress, with her blonde hair and blue eyes that almost matched. I was really quite. We sat and talked for most of night( I drank) she didn't. She said she had to leave a little before midnight and gave me her phone number (no cells back then).Monday night I called her and we talked for over an hour about who all I knew that went to her school and how we had never met. She had a boyfriend all through school and never partied or hung out much with other people. We talked every night that week about everything. I talked a big game, like I had had sex before, but it had been a few.