It was complicated, but I think what I really wanted was the eroticism and thrill without the idea of what it would inevitably become.As the thought o...f someone else inside me pervaded my mind, my fingers followed suit, sliding inside of me. I wished for something bigger than two fingers but was grateful to have something. Looking down at my crotch, I could see the stretchy fabric of my shorts stretch and shrink again as I fingered myself towards an impending climax. Jenn had started picking up. He pushed my legs a little further apart, and I braced myself. I knew it was important to relax, but I just couldn't. I knew I was tensed up, and I was sure my asshole was so tight it would take a stick of dynamite to get it open, not a stick of man meat.Here it comes girl, I thought, the penetration you have been both dreading and looking forward to. This was what I considered to be the last step in me becoming a fully functional erotic female. Well, what can I say, that's where my head was. Well, he chose to use a ping pong paddle on our red and very soreasses. It, to this very day makes me SHUDDER thinking about that painful experience.Our bedroom sleeping placement may have changed BUT, Kimmie being Kimmie did not curtail our "romantic" involvement with each other. Kimmie was and still is the more aggressive of us.I can honestly say as will she that Kimmie is a highly sexed and very aggressive si***r. We will in this story as we did the last time we wrote about our life we. Summer bobbed her head a few times and gave my cock a few long sucks before she pulled back and stood up. I whimpered as she stopped."Relax," she said. "We've got plans for that cock later," she said."We?" Tamara and I." Are you going to explain?" No. You'll find out." She was grinning, with a glint of mischief in her eyes, but I wasn't convinced."I'm not sure I like this." I stated."Oh, you'll like it! In fact, I'll make you a bet. If you don't enjoy yourself this afternoon, I'll fulfill the.