My hipbones are slammed punishingly into the desktop again and again until pleasure starts over-riding pain and my body lengthens. I stand on tiptoe a...nd reach my free hand under me to touch my clit. I grind it pushingly, pushing myself toward orgasm with each pass of my fingers. You continue to pound into me until I come, crying out my pleasure, my back arched and my face red.You pull out of me so suddenly that I moan in protest. There is a small shift in your stance and then I can feel you. I couldn't talk to any of my friends about this stuff because the girls were 3 years younger than me and the guys in my school were immature and would call me names like pedo if I told them. Me and the girls and their brother tried a lot of new things together, we smoked weed for the first time together and drank alcohol for the first time together. We only did weed a few times because our parents found out, but our parents would let us drink alcohol together because they decided we were old. “I guess,” I said, but I couldn’t help the grin that slipped onto my own face. “Did you have a good time at your party last night?” Daddy asked. I blushed deeply. Mom caught it, but I was glad Daddy missed it. His face was turned down to his plate. “I did,” I said, hiding my own while I made myself a bowl of cereal. “I had a good run this morning too,” I added, hoping I could change Mom’s train of thought. “Mhmm.” She eyed me for a moment before she turned to Daddy. “She looked beautiful last. I completed my work i gave her a call and told about myself and asked her if i could help her and she said please and i asked her flat no and went to her room. i waited for her down her apartment to open the door and i was dumb struck to see the girl whom i meet in the airport was the one who i am going to help and she opened the door and i was casual but still a very happy person inside. then i went to her room kind of hesitating but thought of going slow and introduced myself and shared some.