..He was eighteen and I was eighteen ...My very first time, I was a virgin; I was his virgin...I remembered all the stories my girlfriends told me abo...ut their first time...I couldn't wait to tell,them about mine...I had always masturbated, but this was beautiful... I was in love....This lustful feeling was mine forever,,..My boyfriend was drafted and sent off to Viet Nam..I was devastated.. Would I ever see him again?Many days and nights were spent thinking about that afternoon, the afternoon. Your piggywill hump the fruit with abandon.? ?Good.? Now I know of your nasty habits andshortcomings.? You cannot concentrate oreven keep your dixie hard while you need to piss.? Therefore you will piss in your lover ?.? Mistress Beatrice laughedwith scornful glee in it but no mirth. ?Then you will fuck it? youwill fuck HER.? What is her name??? Miss Cantaloupe?? This time both Mistresseslaughed. ?And you are ordered to cumin her as soon as you can.? It should befast and proceeded by begging.?. Only, she was the one who was learning a lesson now.A particularly loud noise in the hall just outside the dorm room made Lauren jump. She tugged at the ropes binding her wrists and her heart jumped into her throat. What the fuck was she doing here, why the hell had she gone along with that bastard's game?Yes, she had lost a bet, but to agree to being tied spread-eagled on his bed, naked, blindfolded and gagged for the entire night, was just plain stupid. She kept hoping that no one would find. Yes, Timmy’s cock was bigger that Tom’s and yes, he’d given me bigger climaxes but Tom and his cock were special. I was looking forward to his return, my concerns about changes in my pussy notwithstanding.Reassuringly, the external signs of Timmy’s fucking disappeared quite quickly. Within a few days my vulva, initially and rather noticeably very puffy, had returned to normal.Mentally, I continued to struggle with where my journey since Phuket had led me. One day I would be certain that Timmy.