Your hips thrust up to meet mine and we were soon panting and moaning together. At this point I had to slow down otherwise it’d all be over as quick...ly as it had begun. You pressed your lips to mine, and whispered how amazing it felt. With a naughty smile, you rolled us over without me leaving you. You pressed your hands to my chest and started to rise and fall on my cock. My eyes were wide saucers as I watched your body move. As you got faster and faster, you leaned forward and I seized the. I was, only sixteen, Asian, he five years older, white.He’s the first man I kissed.Engaged with parent’s acquiescence on my seventeenth birthday, I gave my underage marriage consent, for security, to escape a dysfunctional family, because I didn't know how to say no. Engaged, he assumed control, ensured my virginity on the altar. A year later, we married, I just turned eighteen, he twenty-three. I’ve never known another man. Now twenty-five, I’m meeting my first real date. I’m being me, at. ”“Not this time. I’m going to fuck you. I have been wanting to do this for a long time. So are you gonna make me wear a condom?”Hell, all I could think was that I could not get pregnant. I had not planned this encounter and in the heat of passion gave no real thought to safe sex, only how good his cock was gonna feel inside me. I looked up at him as seductively as I could and said,“Fuck me bareback.”He growled while pulling me up, then he lifted me against the wall as I wrapped my legs around. "Let's get this off you," she said, before I reclined up and let her snatch it. She tossed it towards her mirror and then climbed down towards my crotch. She giggled as her face became close to my stomach. She kissed it numerous times all over and I twitched a bit. "Oh, you like that?" she wondered, putting her hands into the panties. We shot each other lusty smiles and I blew a kiss her way. "So, are you shaved under there, or do you have a bush?" "You'll just have to find out for yourself," I.