- I try to refrain from thinking about him, about what happened at Charlotte’s house and that he had the audacity to ask me on a date, but it’s di...fficult. Underneath my anger, the physical memory is imprinted on me. I am constantly clenching between my legs, still aching for something that isn’t my hand. I have tried to masturbate, but I can’t seem to get there myself.When a few more days pass, I decide I need to get laid. I am not the type to sleep around. I’ve only been with two other guys,. My God, this girl was so fucking gorgeous.Her large boobs pressed against mine through my sports bra, and her hand crept into my underwear. She started squeezing my butt, which made me breath heavily."God, I love that ass of yours," she moaned. Man, I can't believe I was hearing this from a girl as beautiful as her. I could only dream of this, but now it was actually happening.She kissed me after speaking, and soon we were locked in a heated match of tongue-wrestling. She broke the kiss and. Accepting his drink, though trying very hard not to look down at Jared's stiff prick when doing so, he took a sip as the two of them moved back over towards the couch sitting down on it. Now feeling somewhat awkward, though mostly embarrassed for having interrupted their intimacy, David took the chair across from them, intending to finish up the drink he'd just been given and then leave.Much to his surprise, Jared and Michael reached over, each of them now stroking the other unabashedly,. You said that you were a fan of watersports.”And then it hit me. It all made sense. The sensual looks right before she would go to the bathroom, giggling when she would drink water, she was enticing me with nasty thoughts of things to come, or drip, for a better word.“I meant I was into surfing, parasailing, diving, stuff like that. REAL watersports, not that,” I explained. She didn’t say anything. I probed further.“Was that why you contacted me in the first place? Was it because you like.