I thought I’d better gently extract it, remembering our joint embarrassment when she’d woken up holding my breast. At the same time, it was incred...ibly pleasant to cuddle and hold her like this. My fingers reflexively squeezed against the supple flesh and I felt the nub of her nipple harden against the palm of my hand.It was nice.I was raised with women who were lovers and who loved my father. But somehow, I’d never thought about whether I could ever feel that way about a woman—not only loving. " What is?" Your cunt." Mmm yes," I felt her undulating her hips beneath me, "My cunt, my perfect little cunt." We'll go into town tomorrow to buy you some new underwear, I want to buy you some filmy little g-strings for your cunt." Will you shave me first?" Oh yes, I'd love that." I'll put some stockings on and you can shave me while I'm naked but for them." Yes," I breathed, "I'll shave you every day." Where?" Your cunt, of course, I'll shave every single hair off your cunt." Then you can. "Hooking my thumbs over the lacy elastic I tugged and they slid down myskinny legs towards my knees. As soon as my erection was free it slappedagainst Ann's leg, she responded by raising me up with two hands on mywaist and positioning me so it slipped in between her perfectly smooth andsoft thighs. I whimpered."That's better", she must have felt me throbbing rhythmically, squashedtightly down there, "now I'm going to turn this white ass pink."With that she began to beat out a slow rhythm on my. Julie was the girls name, she was one year younger than me and we hung out for a while as she and my boyfriend started making out behind my back, not that it meant much to me, but she never took precautions and by s*******n was pregnant. By then I had started getting serious on my own ventures, with men, Julie and her husband were now domesticated, for me they were too tame with their sex, I wanted something with an edge, something spontaneous, with a feeling of being used and discarded, I knew.