"The Fremont? Hah, good memories, right?" Sammy cranked up his pride-and-joy and left two new black marks on the asphalt as he peeled out of the parki...ng lot and turned right."Hey, where you goin'?" Jessica asked. "Fremont is the other way." Aw, come on," Sammy said, making eye contact with her in the rear-view mirror, "you can't expect us to show up at a party dressed like slobs, can you? We're just gonna run home and change clothes real quick." Uh, why don't you drop me off, then go change?". Come home with me, I want to feel your log stretching my neglected pussy open, until you coat my inner walls with a thick pasting of cum. I want to swallow your cock, and taste your hot cream filling my mouth, and pouring down my throat! Please say yes!"Ted had been watching her as she spoke, her husband was total fucking idiot. Jeez, married to a knockout like her, that doofus had hit the jackpot. The long blonde hair, full, swollen milk jugs, she had to be at least a solid 38, huge, cherry. It wasn't a problem, though, and I found out things I wouldn't have known about otherwise; mainly that everyone was happy if sometimes jealous of my relationships with Stacey and Charlie.Gerry brought Melissa Sharpe, who was a little wide-eyed and quiet throughout the evening. When I greeted her and our hands met I swear I got an electric shock. Judging by her expression, she did too.As I say, the evening went well. In due course, around midnight, everyone went home. Everyone, that is, except. I don’t know whether to feel happy or embarrassed.“You know I also like blowjob. How about we both do what we like?”My hearts was pounding fast. “Is this how I’m gonna lose my virginity?”“Can I hug you first?” I asked.Before he could even answer I got up from the bed and hugged him tight. His body was still wet. His penis was facing upwards and touching my hip. That was enough for me to get aroused. I kissed his cheek, leaned closer to his ear and said “Let’s do it”.I sat on the bed again. He.