What felt like rope was coiled around my body, securing me to the stool, and I felt his hands roaming and squeezing my ass, spanking it at intervals. ..."I think it's about time to lose your virginity. With the dildos you fuck yourself with, though, I don't think that will be much of a problem. Right, slut?" I nodded my head slowly, unsure of what to do but lay there.. This was going to be my first real cock, and all I could do was wait for it. It felt like he was a good size when I was sucking. Theconfirmation came just a short while later from 'Diane'."Okay, that's enough," she smiled. "You win. You passed the test, welldone." Test?" replied Jason. "That doesn't seem a strong enough word for allwe've been through." But look at how well you've done," said Jane. "We can both see howyou've matured together, and it's going to improve your lives so much youcan't imagine." Improvement starts with improvement of the self," Diane nodded."We didn't really have much choice though, did we?" I. Just looking at it I am dying to possess it and him. His eyes are closed and he heaves an enormous sigh of relief. I am, however, careful not to touch it. It is swaying only inches from my lips but I resist the temptation to take him into my mouth. I go back to Sara, who is also greedily eyeing Rob’s hot penis. I smack her smartly on her right cheek and she drags her eyes back to me. Smiling to reassure her, I slowly continue to pull her knickers down. Rob has also gone back to riveting his. Our eyes lingered a moment too long as the realization hit us that she could probably still taste our sex on her lips as she pulled in her first drag. She smiled and waved goodbye. We fucked again, thinking of her, as soon as we got home. That was five years ago. Now I’m back at One Last Shag at 5:30pm on a lonely Friday, sitting at the end of the bar down near the silent jukebox. Chapter 2: This Surely is a Dream The afternoon drinkers, for the most part, have cleared out, and the.