And I admit that I fantasized about several guys wanking for me and covering me with there cum and the guys in my fantasy always climaxed at least 3 t...imes, all the more cum for me. So, as it was I was not bothered by there behavior and I kind of felt flattered that they felt comfortable enough with me next door.The Rabbit is a story in itself as it came as an anonymous gift on my 21st birthday with a very erotic card of a naked young woman lying on a coffee table with at least 20 guys standing. I want to taste it. She started blushing.The next day was Sunday. So I went to her house we had some chit-chat. Then she asked me whether you have a girlfriend. I told her no mam, I am not interested. Then she said then yesterday why were you staring my boobs?I was silent. After sometime I asked whether are you happy with your husband. She started crying. I went near her and hugged her. she also responded. Then after some time, I took a move by touching her ass. She didn’t give any response.So. She moved even more gingerly now as she took a spot on my bed.I said, “so why don’t you tell me something about yourself I don’t know”?She said, “I guess the best place to start is to tell you why the way I am.”I asked, “what do you mean?”She replied “you know how I gave you a BJ when we first met, but I wouldn’t let you do anything else.” and “how I am still a virgin.”“Oh,” I said. Well it is kind of a big one. When I was seven my parents who had always been very liberal, pot smoking and. And more sexually stimulated than I had ever been in my life. The fantasies that I had through the years, the perverted, sexual and deviated thoughts, and the dreams I had for the longest time could possibly come through.And then I got scared. And couldn't act on it.I didn't have much of a choice, however, as I laid on the bed, nervous, scared, and more timid than I ever imagined. It was sex. I had never turned down sex. I've been addicted to sex for as long as I could imagine.Until my.