Once I knew his size, I knew I wanted him. But he never made a move to suggest that we meet. He kept telling me how dark his mind was.He was taking my... mind with him down the tunnel of blackness and depravity and he hadn’t even touched a hair on my head.Over the following two months the conversation got a little darker and then even more darker. It surprised me, because instead of turning me off, I became even more curious and excited. Curious about him and excited about what would happen if we. They brushed up against a couple of the boys teasingly as they made their way to the couch, then plopped down next to each other on the couch. Kelly spread her legs a little and Kris placed her hand on Kelly 's upper thigh as they snuggled up to each other. The two boys were now gathered in a group opposite the couch, some sitting on the floor, some standing up. Those who stood had a hell of a time time trying to hide their quickly growing boners, and those on the floor found themselves able to. I had to get into each room, get under garments from each girls dresser, label them and get out without being noticed. All the panties had to be gathered in one night, including a pair from the dorm mother. I just could not pull myself away tonight from this room. The female dom had her female sub on the edge of the bed, conveniently positioned where I could see everything that was happening. The sub had her legs bent and on the bed, spread wide, her pussy lips partially open. The chain that. . primal. It was about acrobatic positions and ass slapping. My entire knowledge base came from the Internet.”“Jesus,” I muttered.“Yep, there would have been no vanilla missionary position that night,” Liz said, laughing. “Your loss. Instead, I lost my virginity to a guy that turned out to be gay.”“What?” I asked.“Yep,” Liz said with a nod. “Terry Meadows.”“Did he go to our school?” I wondered as I searched my memory for the name.“He’s a singer,” Liz said, rolling her eyes. “He was another one.