We had a very active sex life and would make love at least once a day, but more often a couple of times. Since your friend moved in a few weeks back, ...our lovemaking had changed. Often when I got home from work, we would make love often from working together in the kitchen. We would touch each other and get turned on, stop making dinner and then make out, which would lead to intercourse. Other times, you would be horny and waiting for me on the couch or on our bed, half naked with a wet pussy,. “This is going to take a while,” she moaned. Little by little, Sarah moved my cock deeper into her pussy, stopping every once in a while to get used to the girth and to tell me what a great cock I had. When my shaft was completely in her pussy and there was no more of it to be seen, Sarah slowly started to slide her wet slit up and down, taking all of me. When Sarah got used to my cock being in her and her pussy and my cock were both well lubricated, she leaned down on my chest and kissed me. Athletic, tall, blonde, circumcised, hairless but for my head. Extroverted, self-confident and uninhibited, but less so than Barry. Barry was clearly popular with girls, but just as obviously, was not ready for serious relationships. I had no idea he might harbour gay tendencies. Until one day, having just completed a particularly adventurous streak, we stood beside each other, panting, and still naked."I'd like to fuck you," he announced, with not a hint of embarrassment or reserve. "I think. I kept on looking at them and trying to answer her questions. We went over why I was there and what had been done in the past to deal with the road rash. After I had told her everything she asked me to take off my jeans and shirt so she could examine me which I readily agreed to. She got down on her knees and used a magnifying glass to examine my leg and as she leaned forward I could see down her dress. I started to get a hard on and was getting embarrassed as it grew and tried to push it down.