We kissed and held each other for some time before I took her hand and led her to the bedroom."Don't rush this, Hal. I've been trying to imagine what ...it would be like with you again and I want it to last a long time."I knew exactly what she meant because I felt the same way. We weren't going to have sex. We were going to make love, to reconnect and mend all the broken pieces from years ago. I wanted this night to communicate just how much I loved her and wanted her in my life.We were tentative. I wanted it soaked, coated in my wetness, the hard shaft becoming soslick that I had to use both hands to steer it properly. I rubbed theshaft up and down along my pink lips, salivating over this meal.I took a deep breath, and then another, preparing myself, body and mindfor what was going to happen next.My body shook as I pushed, the head parting the sensitive folds of mylabia and pressing into my vagina proper."Oh fuck!"It was like someone had a wire directly into the pleasure center of. There is one feature of her's that's on the small side but I will get to that later. My name is Tommy and Alex is my best friend. We go to the same high school and play on the football team. I am over at Alex's house a lot and his Mom, Laura is a big part of why I like to hang out there. She is always fixing something for us to eat and is interested in what is going on with us. I of course just like being around her. She laughs at my jokes and if she is sitting near me she will occasionally. Revealing my skinny body to the crowd of sixteen-year-old girls made me even more self-conscious standing next to Pete, who was taller and more athletically built than I was.“Show us what you were doing,” came the next instruction, this time from Jenny. When we’d met before, I’d claimed to be a feminist. The contempt in her voice was palpable.I reached for my cock, and again started pulling the foreskin back and forth, trying to get hard. Derisive laughs at our staying flaccid did not help. I.