To overcome nerves in front of people, they say to imagine your audience naked. Believe me, I was doing this and it didn't help with my nerves one bit...! After a couple of hours, I had yet to actually speak to her, and seeing her leave the room to fill her tray with more drinks, I nipped out to the foyer, opened the doors onto the balcony and started a cigarette. Of course I was aroused, as horny as boys get after a few drinks and a little flirt, when they know nothing will come of it, and was. I played the little slut and teased him for a little while longer and then,when he was fairly close i decided to have a piss and suddenly there was this guy standing behind me and he was having a piss too. i didnt know what to say so i just mumbled allright and something about bursting for this piss (which i couldnt get going) but didnt seem to matter anymore as he was taking his top off so i copied and then watched as he kicked off his trainers and jeans. it was summer and really warm so all i. She wasn't kidding about being aroused; her quim was slick with her juices, and I glided into her with barely any friction. This time the fuck was playful, with us giggling as we slid our bodies against each other. It was the first time we'd fucked without oil, and the lack of slipperiness added a new dimension as I could feel the velvety softness of her skin. Her hard nipples were no longer sliding across my chest, but digging in, and our legs seemed to stick together as we entwined them. I. For some reason my mind wandered back to my high school days, maybe it was just being home, but thoughts popped into my head of growing up and of our family. Being the youngest daughter I had always been the "daddy's girl" in the family.I loved my dad, maybe more than most daughters did, because (I know this will sound strange) I had reoccurring thoughts about what it would be like to make love to him. I think most daughters have those kind of thoughts growing up, at least once or twice. But.