I ask what was going on and who was he. He told me we had gone into the group sex room and the door was open to anyone that wanted to join in the fun.... He started to pound me and the sounds of his cock pressing the air out and the wetness smacking was a little embarrassing. As he fucked me I felt some else get in the bed and a cock patting my lips what could I do but just go with it maybe it wouldn’t last that long and could go and join the others at the party.Before I knew it I had a cock in my. She could have stood there long in her absent state…she was too shocked to even think what to do…then she felt his lips…soft yet very cold lips brushing along her earlobes…she didnt just freezed, she was freezing cold by such contact……i she tried to speak but couldnt find a word to say… shhhhh…. again, in a very soft husky whisper, causing her to feel colder than below freezing point…he continued to say…hush…do not speak a word…no need to be scared…this is a dream….lets make if feel as real and. At Uni first year, like most foreign students live in Halls, but unfortunate for myself, as a late starter was boarded in a flat, the upper attic, in a house across the river in Danmark street, Gateshead. Being a Scandinavian girl with all the typical traits associated to females of that origin, I did stand out somewhat, in a very grey looking place, habituated by equally grey looking older generation type people. Of course this leads me to my landlord and his wife, who took an instant dislike. ....as I am writing this my pussy is soaking wet,..... so I'll go into a little more detail on what happened the last time..... my husband said I would find going with a stranger to be some of the best sex I had ever had, and he wasn't wrong. The vivid memory of my first passionate kiss as I sat next to him in the back of his car, the feel of his hands on my breasts, it took a little nerve for me to start feeling his cock through his jeans but as soon as my tongue was in his mouth and my hand.