Luckily, my best friend had two bathrooms in his house. It was one thing to shower with the team in the locker room, but it was another in a bathroom ...in a best friend’s home together. I know best friends did things together, however, that would have been very very awkward.My best friend took the shower downstairs and I took the shower upstairs. It was only us at home at the time, so we had nothing to worry about. We hit the showers at the same time. Neither of us was oblivious to the fact that. .. Carol. You're forgetting something." "What?" I said, looking around. "Well, I might not be able to pick you up tonight…” My heart sank. I knew it was too good to be true. He continued, "Unless you give me your address and phone number." I shuffled through my purse, looking for something to write on. I grabbed this napkin out of my purse with lipstick smudged on it and wrote out the information. He kissed my hand when I gave it to him, like in the movies. "I'll see you at seven," he called. He slid it up and down my slit covering it in my juice and then he pushed into me. He was much bigger than any of the boys I had been fucked b,y and I waited for it to hurt, but it didn't. I was so wet that even as tight as I was, he slid easily back and forwards. What a difference foreplay made. I was loving sex, and pushed myself back onto him, taking him all the way in. He slapped my buttocks lightly, telling me I was being a naughty girl. I didn't care and bucked against him harder, getting. Even that it was the middle of a hot summer, there was a chill in my room. I undressed, and as it was cold, I put on my pyjamas which, I would not normally wear this time of year. I got into the big bed and pulled up the covers as I snuggled down into the feather mattress, falling to sleep almost straight away.When I became awake or I thought I was awake it was still dark I could hear noises in the room. I struggled to see who or what was in the room with me when I felt someone get on the other.