I switched over the channel and saw 3D animation of lesbians fingering and lick each other's pussies. The moans made me so wet. I stood back up and to...ok my dressing gown off and stood in my apartment naked and then bent down and pulled out my lube oil and poured it all over me. I smeared it all over and walked behind the chair and straddled the arm. My body began to slowly move back and forth grinding my pussy across it. I gasped and moaned loudly at how good it felt as I continued watching the. This time it was with a boy in my class. It was at a party we threw one afternoon before my mom got home from work, Jessica and another girl and me, along with 3 boys we all wanted to know better. Our hormones were on overdrive, all of us. We were giddy with teenage lust. In no time we were playing Spin the Bottle, the old game that everyone plays, the one where whoever "loses" has to go in the closet with the person who spins. This guy and I ended up in the closet, of course. He moved in to. He looks up from his newspaper. "Ok then what have you brought for me?" She smiles coyly. "What do you mean?" "I think you know exactly what I mean, and for that bit of cheekiness or even forgetfulness perhaps you have earned yourself extra punishment. Stay where you are I’ll be back." He goes to the kitchen and brings back the spatula. "I have been looking forward to this ever since I used it on you half an hour ago." He smiles as he sits down and holds his hand out to. Takeit all. Ohhhhhhhh Sweetheart." And then silence. My father knelt overBernie's lower body, his mouth and lips still working on Bernie's cock,balls and groin, eventually his head coming to rest on Bernie's flaccidcock. It seemed that both slept and, in this reverie, I grabbed my cockand jerked until I shot my hot load into my hand. Finished I licked myhand and ate my hot cum, enjoying its ammonia-like scent and viscousquality. I assumed that this was just the beginning of their day.