As the dance became more fluid, their arms became freer; Alex’s moved up Andy’s back and clutched at his shoulders whilst Andy found his hands fal...l from Alex’s sides to rest in the arch at the back of her waist.Alex melted. Although she really did mean to just be held, the intimacy of their slow dance sent quivers of confidence through her, encouraged by Andy’s warm hardness pressing into her leg.Andy, ever the romantic, felt the moment spurred by the song, the myriad of smells, the candlelight. With a dry throat, I mumbled, “Yes, she’s my mom.”“Oh my God Tim, I haven’t seen Tammy in years. We were in school together! I knew she had a baby, well that was a long time ago, and now look at you all grown up!”The phrase “All grown up” only made things worse as my penis now grew to a hefty seven inches and pointed up to the sky. It would have been one thing to be naked in front of Leslie the complete stranger, but now I am naked in front of Leslie who knows my mom and may be talking to. Then he lifted her thigh, spreading her legs, and pressed the head of his cock between her cheeks against her pucker. Oh fuck, here it comes she thought and closed her eyes. She felt it slowly pushing into her, felt his legs tighten around her thigh. They felt like two slabs of marble, the spongy head parting her cheeks and the pain started. He paused and she felt him reach down and rip the cup on her corset down, snapping the string and ripping the fabric off. Her eyes flew open and she moaned. I resisted the first copy of times, but quickly realized it was futile: there was no way my powerless 13-year-old body could repel a big strong man like him, and I realized that was hot: being totally under a man's control was sexy. Even more so, it felt RIGHT: a female should be obedient to men and their beautiful cocks!In high school, I was called a slut. But I didn't mind! I was fucked so many times by guys who thought they were taking me against my will, but this good little Catholic girl.