She sucked the remainder of her juices from his fingers as she broke her hymen on his pole. He let her pause for as long as she needed, then, her hips... began to move in an ancient rhythm she knew from instinct if not experience. Mark, for his part, wasn't an idle spectator. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, while his right hand made sure the other didn't feel left out. He switched back and forth, sometimes shifting into a chest massage. Esperanza bit her hand to stifle cries of joy as she had. The tavern owner led me to a back room. It was a small windowless room with a table in the centre, a chair, and a couple of glass tumblers on the table. As I waited, I thought of the squalid neighbourhood I found myself in; the rough rednecks at the grubby tavern; the dingy room I was waiting in; and the sleaze and lust I was about to indulge in.After a while, a HUSKY, BURLY BRUTE came in without saying a word. He locked the door, took off his clothes, and climbed on the table. He knew what. Everywhere she wanted him to kiss her in fact he kissed. It was arousing and erotic and she could not believe he actually kissed her all over the place. Seeing as he did kiss her everywhere, she returned the favor. “I love what you’ve done Mitchell. That was soooo great. Do you know that?” He said he hoped it was. “Well here, let me do something for you,” she said. And seeing as she said what she did she reached for his cock, she undid his clothes, and Bridgette soon started to make love to him. Even so, we remained friends and to this day there is something special between us and always will be. My first lesbian experience was with Gemma and a part of me will always love her even though I am with Laura. This story is from the August of that year and a month before I started at Uni. Going to a university of the town where I lived was for me less daunting than it must have been for Gemma who was heading for Sussex in the September. It was a lousy summer from memory with loads of rain.