I don’t want to get up yet. Robbie but its important I have to tell you something. After minutes of disagreement I said all, all right. Robbie reme...mber when I said I was going to teach you a lesson. Yeah, I Said. Well here I’ve wanted to do this for the longest time but I could never build up the courage too. Do what? I asked. This, she kissed me on the lips deeply and holed there for about I minute. Until I realized the reality of it (my best friend kissing me) and pushed her off and asked.. They showed all these female parts only they had diseases and stuff. Most pictures weren't that appealing but you had to settle for what you could get.I masturbated pretty regularly in my room at night. It never took me long. I found out later that most guys I knew did the same thing. Some bragged about getting laid but I didn't believe most of them. I took out a lot of the same girls and I didn't get any.Here I was a teenager, Mr. Stud, but never got laid until I was eighteen. I had plenty of. “Well…. One was okay, but not as big as you!” Ireplied guardedly.“And the other?” he asked.“Well….. that one was sort of…. different!” Ireplied.“Hmmm, sounds like there’s a story there!” he laughed.“I… might tell you about it someday!” I laughedback, “Perhaps!”“No problem, I’ll get Laura to winkle it out of youafter we’ve told you some of our more secretexperiences!” he. The powerful aroma made me slightly dizzy with lust and I shivered in anticipation before boldly drawing my tongue, its surface wide and flat, in a single long stroke from her gaping vagina to her protruding clitoris, scooping up a generous portion of white foamy semen and lubrication into my mouth. The flavour, taking in all my senses, overwhelmed me and as I ran the fluids around my mouth I felt tears of pleasure rising in my eyes. Mitch’s semen tasted different from both Steve’s and my own,.