Desi in action with her bf in hotel

By 1993 Cameron and I had been fooling around together at least once a week for the last couple of years. Neither of us would call the other his boyfriend, me because I didn’t want to be tied down, I wanted Mms to experience as many men as I could, and him because he was (or at least wanted to be) straight. Don’t get me wrong, I had strong feelings for him and I know he had feelings for me but at eighteen years old we were not ready for anything more than fuck buddies. Cameron is now married with a couple of kids so I guess he got what he always wanted but we still talk online and the occasional phone call. I know things are not going well with his wife when he starts trying to connect with me again, but that is a story for another day. In my last story, I told you about when I was with Andy for the first time; if you missed it its called Jamie Goes Shopping for Footy Shorts and is available on Dave's blog. After Andy dropped me back at my Mum’s house, I went inside and showered waiting for Mum to get home from work. Standing in the shower I loved the way the water felt cascading over my smooth eighteen year old body, as a swimmer I had a good build. I had strong legs and arms and a flat stomach, I had been told on more than one occasion that I also had a nice bum. The only thing I was disappointed about at the time was my cock, it was OK when it was hard growing to about six inches, but soft it was only about three inches. The only thing that helped me save face while I walked around the pool in my speedos was my big low hanging balls. At the time my balls helped me fill out my speedo and made me look like I was hung like a horse in a nice pair of footy shorts. I was leaning against the wall of the shower playing with my cock while enjoying the water running over my cock head. Being uncut I liked to pull the skin back and feel the hot water run over the head of my growing dick. I started getting into it thinking about Andy and how good it felt having his mouth around my teen cock. My hand around my six inch boy cock didn’t feel as good but it was getting me worked up just the same. I held my full balls with my free hand to heighten my enjoyment. Just as I was really getting into it the phone rang. Fuck it, I thought and let go of my junk. I reached out and grabbed a towel and ran for the phone, thankfully Mum would not be home for a few hours as she was working at the hospital until seven thirty tonight and I didn’t want her to walk in on me walking across the unit with a hard on wearing nothing but a towel. Running to the phone I just about slipped over on the tiles but caught myself on a kitchen chair but dropped the towel, here I was standing in the kitchen of the unit by the open window of the dining room naked as the day I was born with a semi from the going over I had given myself in the shower. I picked up the phone, standing there as I was it seemed appropriate that it was Cameron on the other indian end. “Hi Jamie, Its Cameron” he said “Hi Man” I answered looking out the window to see if anyone was looking at me standing there naked. “What you doing man?” he asked sounding a little odd. “I was just in the shower playing with my cock man” I told him. He went quiet and didn’t say anything for minute or two. “What happened with Andy today Jamie? “See, Ginny?” Said Michael. My cock was still out, hard as steel, and her gaze moved towards it. It was a pretty one with wanton thoughts sprinkled into it. I wanted to love her so much. "IT FEELS KINKY!" she smiled. Now, you seem to be having doubts. The only good thing in their arrangement was that that pitiful cock of his was smaller than her smallest dildo. She held a tuft of weeds in her gloved hands. “Holy shit, she’s good.” Angela muttered next to me. The crowd roared above indian us, stomping and cheering, fighting and fucking in the stands. “Nice one Ben.” I said. I decided to lie a little as I was still unsure about telling them everything. In case Mms you hadn't noticed, girls are more than tits and pussy.” I tried to ignore it. “OH FUCK, FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARDER. Billy cried out and exploded inside her. How is that possible? He sent more and more waves of rapture sweeping out of my pussy. “Make your daughter cum! I was on my knees before I had time to think. He had his hand crossbow. I rubbed my hands up each of his thighs as they met at the apparent bulge in his trousers. “How much do you know about unpacified males, Lara?” she asks suddenly. “But you screw me, or you know what happens.” Jackson smiled as once more Beth shyly nodded her agreement. "Here it comes, Amy!"