After that I was nervous to do anything in my room or bathroom with the cameras constantly watching me. I took to doing my thing in the lounge when everyone was out, or in the pool, or in my brothers' room which was obviously the safest place. I did however make a point of parading my naked body for the cameras when I was dressing or bathing – I didn't want them to know that I knew!
I made a few excursions to the computer from time to time, watching the videos that they had saved. I found a number that they had downloaded from the internet. There were a lot of them showing girls sucking guys cocks. As I watched them I thought of my train ride when I had watched the girl with the pointy boobs sucking her newlywed husband's cock.
I wondered what it felt like and often fantasized about sucking the cock of the man on the train. I wondered what the semen tasted like when they came in your mouth. I was soon to find out.
It was the college dance. I was living at home now. I didn't have a boyfriend so some of us just paired up with others in the class. My partner was Terry, a mild mannered slightly plump nerd with blond hair and freckles – I suppose we were a kind of match. He fetched me from home in his Dad's car and we drove to the school. I was determined to make the evening enjoyable even though I was nervous and shy and didn't really know what to talk about with Terry.
He treated me like a real lady, pulling out my chair at the table, bringing me a soda and so on. We danced the fast dances at the beginning, standing apart from each other and waving our arms and shuffling our feet. When the slow dances came towards the end of the evening we danced closer.
Both of us were hesitant about touching at first. But I found a strange enjoyment from standing up against him as we moved around the dance floor. I put both my arms around him cuddling my breasts into his chest. As we moved I could feel his erection against my thigh. I purposefully moved my hips closer to him, but not too close. Neither of us acknowledged what was happening. He was quite stiff against me and I could feel that my panties were getting damp.
Afterwards he drove me home, stopping the car in our driveway. He turned towards me and put his left arm over my shoulder. I turned into him and we kissed. It was really my first kiss. I didn't quite know what to do though the girls had often spoken of "french kissing" at school. His lips against mine were firm and his mouth slightly open. I opened my lips and felt his tongue touch them.
Tentatively I opened my mouth wider and our tongues touched. It was an amazing sensation. I could feel my whole body warm and there were darts of power beginning to throb in my crotch.
With his right hand he touched my left breast through my dress. Almost instantly I could feel my nipples begin to stiffen. We continued to kiss –his tongue and mine penetrating each other. He began to unbutton the top on my dress and with our mouths still connected I helped him. I pulled my dress down and reach behind to undo my bra. We were looking at each other. As my hands came forward to pull my bra off he looked down and taking my full right breast in his hand he bent down to kiss me on my nipple.
They were both strong and firm –I had not known that my nipples could stretch that big. As he suckled on my tit I reached my right hand onto his thigh. He lifted his head and began to kiss me again dropping his right hand into my crotch. I was having my period and I didn't want Terry touching me there. I turned into him putting my left hand onto his pants. His cock was hard and with both my hands I tried to undo his zipper. It worked, he lifted his left hand from behind me and with both hands helped to get his pants off.
