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Cat Jones only joined the sex fetish website because her friend, Eric, wanted her to. Now she's being pestered with private messages while she's trying to write an essay, and she really wishes she hadn't joined in the first place. When she flips over to the message window to tell them off, though, one of the messages catches her eye. …
EXCERPT from "MY FIRST TIME"
Anyway, we laid there for a while, neither of us saying anything. I wanted him so badly I could taste it, and when I realized that he wasn't going to make the first move, I did it for us. I slipped my hand down his stomach, caressing. When I reached his belt, I wormed my fingers underneath.
I felt him turn his head to look at me, but I couldn't meet his eyes. Not when I had my hand down his pants, anyway. Instead, I kissed his shoulder through his shirt and got my fingers under the waistband of his underwear. He turned his hips toward me a little, and the next thing I knew, my hand was. . . .