Now I was kissing her like mad and she “do it love I like to do it like this…come on do it…”. As I was fully erected, I was doing everything f...ast. I took her top off and kissed her on chest and on bra and everywhere and she was looking at me and was smiling. Took her bra off and believe me her boobs were white as milk and pinky nipples. Now I was having no control and started sucking her boobs. Was sucking one boob and pressing another and after a while I insert my hand in her jeans and in her. Everyone was socializing & having a good time.I was standing against the wall when I was approached by a tall handsome white guy. I'm african-american but I was only attracted to white guys. He introduced himself and we started talking. He was wearing a tank top and jeans. I could see a huge bulge in his pants and I must admit I was really turned on by it but didn't let him know. I was picturing in my head what it would feel like to have that big dick inside me. We talked for about 20 minutes. Placing his hand on the edge of the tub, he painted each fingernailwith that same care."No shorts and bare feet for me for a while," he mused to himself.Bathed and clean, nails dry, he stood in the middle of his parents' room. Ashe done many times before, he opened his mother's drawers allowing his handsto run across the silky fabric of her clothes. He pulled her panties out,holding them in front him by the corners taking in the sight. And unlike allthe times before, he stepped into them. His. Stranger still as I headed off towards the checkout counter carrying my two jars, whistling as I did.Carol had been the first girl whose boobs I had ever played with. Though a lot if firsts happened that night we were together, short of actually having intercourse, something I would later come to regret. It hadn't been her either ... it had been me. Though she became the first girl whose pussy I had ever fingered, and whose hand had ever stroked and played with my cock. We never did have sex,.