" She exhaled."Well, are you a virgin? Do you have a hymen, an intact hymen?"She shook her curly head. "I tore it horseback riding. I guess some of it...'s left." It's called cherry popping. Boys call it that. Penetrating the hymen, a whole one, it can hurt."She nodded. "That all?"I licked my lips feeling my cock swelling. Just talking about it made me horny. "Probably hurts young women, and maybe men, more than older ones. Depends on size and, well, consideration; oh, an experience. Rape's got to. The boy was terrified, he was about to mount the host's wife, his intellectual property, being usurped and pleasured as he guffawed in the next room, unawares his beautiful wife was being fucked, to her delight some 30 feet from where he held court.His grip on my hips and buttocks was firm as he pleasured me. His cock was like a well oiled piston, it's length and girth, worthy of mounting a woman of nobility.Men of my husbands character were of less meat and more hot air, no wonder we sought. This was one good-looking 14-year-old girl who didn't look a day under 18.I shouldn't say I bumped into her. It was the other way around. She bumped into me. Literally. She saw me before I saw her and she immediately recognized me. So she walked over from the side, where I couldn't see her, and deliberately banged into me. So I thought I must have been walking clumsily and I started apologizing to the stranger even before I looked at her. But right in the middle of the apology I stopped and. “And I came to the conclusion that it had to be just this once. At least for now. Remember your promise.”“Nobody will hear a word from me, Katy,” I said. “It was worth the wait, and even if this was the only time, I’m glad it happened. For now, though, it’s back to the way it was before.”“Not quite,” she said softly, almost in a whisper. “We both know just how good it was.”In that sentence, she told me that at some point she’d ask me again. And I’d say yes without any hesitation.Her flight was.