Forewarning: long and slow buildup. Minimal if any explicit content in the first part. On a side note, would appreciate it greatly if anyone is prepared to volunteer to be a defacto editor for me, just to help clean up any errors I might have missed.

Living in the same area that you grew up in and attended school and college in means that you occasionally bump into someone from your past. As you can imagine, these chance meetings can bring back a whole host of forgotten, okay maybe not forgotten, perhaps buried would be more accurate a word, memories of the person. Especially if the person played a big role of your life. It's not the first time that this has happened to me and when it does it usually sends me on a trip down memory lane recalling past experiences or memories shared with this person. On this occasion, I happened to bump into the person that I consider to be the first real or serious girlfriend that I ever had growing up and I have decided to share some of the memories and experiences I had with her. Before I go any further, allow me to apologise in advance, I tend to be very wordy and often get lost in the details so please forgive me if I do and please don't hold it against me. So onwards and upwards and let's start at the beginning I guess with a little back story added in.

Cassie (not her real name btw even though I doubt she would ever stumble onto to the dark side of Reddit these days) and I met in 9th grade and got close rather quickly. We started dating in our senior year and stayed together till our third year of college, so we spent roughly 5 years together, give or take a month or so. As you can imagine, being together for such a long time while also developing and exploring our likes dislikes and sexuality, Cassie and I shared a whole lot of firsts. To name but a few, first sexting and phone sex experience, (bear in mind that this was in the early 2000s so smart phones were non existent then), first time using sex toys or props, first oral sex experience (both giving and receiving) first public sexual experience, and the list goes on and on and on, alot of which I will detail in later stories down the line. So as I mentioned earlier, we met in ninth grade and the first thing I noticed about her were her legs. Cassie played netball and had done so for a long time so she had amazing legs, they were sleek and well defined and led up to what I will gladly say was her most outstanding feature, her firm, pillowy (as I discovered while dating) perfectly proportioned ass. It was drool inducing to see her running around the court in a short skirt or tight pants during her practice or matches. Yes even years later the mere memory of it still gets me lost in thought.

So as 11th grade progressed, we got closer as friends but with an underlying attraction to each other that was clearly evident to everyone around us but never came to fruition as she had a boyfriend at the time. We ended up sharing the same circle of friends and more often than not we spent quite a bit of time at Cassie's house as her family had a pool. The most stand out memory for me at this stage happened one weekend during the September holidays. The entire friend group of about 5 girls and 3 guys were at Cassie's place for a swim as the weather had started to warm up again as spring arrived. Most of our friends came to her place already dressed in their swimwear or wearing it underneath whatever they were wearing at the time except for me and obviously Cassie as she could just change in her room. Everybody heads outside and she announces that she is going to change into her swimsuit and then join us. A few minutes later she walks out in navy blue one piece swimsuit. It's not that revealing especially by today's standards, but at the time it was damn sexy on her and I was mesmerized as I watched her walk toward the edge of the pool and dive in. This broke the spell and I quickly excused myself to get changed.

Now in the bathroom, I am slightly out of breath as I replay the scene of her walking out of the house over and over in my head and I can feel myself hardening. I give my head a shake to clear it and strip down to get changed. So there I am naked in her bathroom and as I bend over to pick up my discarded shorts, something on top of the laundry basket catches my eye. I look over and see the shorts that Cassie was wearing earlier lying on top, but it was a little piece of crumbled up cotton laying within the shorts that caught my attention. I lean closer to the laundry basket and pick up the shorts to see if it is in fact what I think it is and as I lift the material up, a small white piece of material falls out and lands in my foot. I start breathing faster now as I realise that it is in fact what I thought it was and bend down to pick it up off my foot.

Dropping the shorts on the floor, I lift up the white piece of material before spreading it open between my hands. My eyes widen as I realise that it is indeed Cassie's panties that I am now holding in my hand. The fact that the material is still slightly warm indicates that it is the pair of panties that she was undoubtedly wearing earlier today that I am now holding in my hands. My heart rate and breathing quickens as I bring the material closer to my face. I will never know why I did what I did next and thinking back I am actually glad that I allowed my sun conscious to guide my actions. As I lift the pantie closer to face I lean my face forward and press my nose into the flimsy material and take a deep breath.

My senses are bombarded by the unique mixture of fabric softener and a light musky, earthy scent. My heart is pounding now in my chest as I look down at the flimsy material in my hand as I wonder how the crotch of her pantie smells if the front already smells this good. My hands are shaking as I turn the panty inside out exposing the the material of the gusset of the panties. I can just about see a slight, damp mark on the material, okay okay maybe it wasn't damp but the material is definitely a different colour from the rest. Hey hands are trembling worse than an epileptic during a seizure as I bring the gusset of the pantie up to my face and press it to my nose. My brain goes into sensory overload at this point, the musky earth smell is 10 no a hundred times stronger and as I inhale her scent I can feel my dick hardening. My brain is screaming at me right, "DUDE!!!! That's her pussy. That's Cassie's pussy your are smelling..."

My dick is rock hard at the thought of where this little piece of material was just minutes before I can't help but groan softly as I keep inhaling her smell. My hand moves on its own accord and wraps around my now painfully hard dick and I start to stroke it as I keep breathing in Cassie's scent. I swear it only takes about 5 strokes or so before I end up blasting my cum all over the bathroom wall as I strive with all my will to keep from moaning out loud as I cum. So there I am, my friends pantie pressed to my nose and my hand wrapped around my cum covered dick and breathing hard as I try to wrap my head around everything that just happened as I recover front the intense orgasm. My post orgasmic bliss however, is broken by someone banging on the door yelling at me to get done. I scramble to get dressed and with at a bit of a loss with how to clean my cum off the walls (I know I was in the bathroom and could have just grappled a piece of toilet paper but I wasn't thinking straight after just shooting half my brain cells alll over the wall) and with no better option I use Cassie's pantie and wipe my cum off the wall before crumbling it up into a ball and burying it in the laundry basket.

I was still in somewhat of a daze as I join my friends in the pool and I keep my head down to avoid arousing any suspicions as to what just happened. As the day progressed I found myself hardening everytime I saw Cassie and was reminded that I just spent a few minutes sniffing her panties. I am not going to lie, I liked it, a lot and soon found myself trying to come up with ways to do it again. Needless to say that after that day ai often found reasons to go to the bathroom whenever at Cassie's place especially after she had changed clothes or showered and more often than not I was rewarded with a pair of freshly removed panties which I unashamedly sniffed as I jacked off. I will say that I also took the opportunity to do the same at the house of the other girls of our friends group, so the last few months of the 11th grade, for me at least was filled with the fragrant smell of my friends panties as I jacked off.

Fast forward to about 4 months into our senior year. At this time, the attraction between Cassie and myself is palpable but she is still with her boyfriend. After the first quarter holidays though, a rumour is going around of an ugly breakup at Cassie's party. Turns out that the rumour was true and things were pretty much dead and buried with Cassie and the douche bag (I can't recall his name now). Our school has a mandatory attendance policy for Shakespeare plays during senior year so I decided to take my shot and ask Cassie to go with me, kinda like a trial "date". She agreed and this was how it all started for us at least. We shared our first kiss during the final intermission of the show while sitting about 3 seats away from our teacher and even though it was short and sweet, it definitely left me wanting more.

After the play, Cassie was to get a lift home with me, I had arranged with my elder brother to pick us up and as we approached the car holding hands, I silently signalled to my brother to give us a few minutes alone. Thankfully my brother pulled through and walked away chuckling saying that he needed to speak to an old friend as we slide into the back seat. As I said before, Cassie and I had always been close and we had constantly teased and flirted with each other in class so we were pretty comfortable around each other. Even though it's just the two of us in the back seat, Cassie is pressed against my side while we hold hands and I make a comment about enjoying the show, especially the last intermission. Cassie blushes and softly says that she enjoyed it too. Emboldened by her words I turn to face her and bring my hand up and brush some stray hairs out of her face. My breathing quickens as I inch my face closer, my eyes locked on he plump glistening lips. She gasps softly as our lips touch followed quickly by a soft whimper. The months and months of pent up attraction and desire spills out and I reach forward and pull her closer as our kiss deepens.

I feel Cassie's tongue as it flicks out and slowly runs along my lips sending a shiver down my body. Opening my lips, I try to capture it and suck it gently into my mouth eliciting a moan from Cassie. Our tongues dance across each other as we kiss and I slowly pull her forward until she is straddling my lap. Both of us are moaning constantly now as we make out like the horny teenagers that we are, and this is exactly how my brother finds us when he opens the door, Cassie straddling my lap with our tongues down each other's throats [this isn't the only time my brother catches us but more on that at a later stage]. My brother laughs loudly which startles us and Cassie hops off my lap as if she was shocked. The ride home is filled with embarrassed silence but I am heartened by the fact that Cassie graces me with a gentle kiss before exiting the car.

I don't hear anything from Cassie until school the following Monday but the kiss and hug hello indicate that things weren't over yet. Things continue on like this for a bout a month, with Cassie and myself making out like starving animals every chance we get. I have however finally managed to get my hands on that fabulous ass of hers that I have been lusting over for years, albeit over her clothes, for now at least, and it is everything I imagined, soft yet firm and supple and full enough that my two hands can barely contain her cheeks. It's at about this point that I discover I different side of my sweet Cassie. This happened on a phone call one day after school. We had shared an intense makeout session shortly before parting ways when leaving school and on the call I joked with Cassie about the state that she left me in.

She laughed and asked what I meant to which I replied that I was extremely worked up after our last make out session and needed to take matters "in hand". Cassie let's out an embarrassed laugh asking "Really?" Chuckling softly I tell her yes I really needed to. Cassie let out another embarrassed laugh before softly muttering, "Well everyone does that so it's normal I guess." Her words shock me and I honestly don't know what to say. I will never know how I worked up the nerve to softly ask her, "Do you?". I can hear the confusion in her voice as she asks, "Do I what?". Nervous beyond belief now I simply ask, "Do you take matters in hand." I hear a soft gasp from her followed by a few seconds of silence, which at the time felt like hours. I'm starting to sweat now thinking that I have blown it when I hear Cassie softly mumble, "Sometimes yes."

All I will say at this point is thank god for cordless telephones back in the day as I hurriedly made my way out of the kitchen and into my bedroom. I can't believe this is happening and I feel my dick start to harden at the direction the conversation is taking. Now lying on my bed I softly ask, "Do you really?" to which she softly answers yes. My mind is going in a thousand directions at once I can't help but stammer out, "How...how often do you?" Cassie let's out a nervous laugh and remains silent. Thinking again that I have blown it, I call out softly, "Cassie? You there?" She lets out another nervous laugh before answering in a barely audible whisper "I dunno, occasionally when...you know..." I can hear the nervousness and embarrassment in her voice and quickly change direction and reassure her, "Cassie, baby it's me you are talking to. You know you can talk to me about anything from the colour of the sky to how badly your fart smelt in class and I won't judge you." My words have the desired effect and she chuckles softly and I can almost hear her relax as she says, "Really...and my farts do not stink thank you very much."

We jokingly argue for a minute or two about whose fart smells worse as I try to work up the nerve to ask what I really want to know. I nervously clear my throat before saying, "So I told you when I did..so...so what about you...when last did you?" She is silent for a few seconds before she asks, "Why do you want to know that?" I simply shrug and say, "I dunno...just curious I guess." She softly responds "Oh...okay" before going silent. Clearly sensing that she was a bit uneasy or uncertain I start to tell her, "Hey it's okay you don't need..." That's all I managed to get out before she interrupts me with one word "Earlier". It takes a second or two for what she said to register in my brain and when it does my dick goes rock hard instantly.

Shocked and extremely turned on, I croak out, "Really?" Cassie chuckles nervously before answering "Yeah, kinda...kinda need to." My dick is rock hard at this point and my brain seems to be stuck in neutral as her words rattle around it. I chuckle nervously and say, "Yeah I....I needed to as well. " Cassie goes silent for few seconds before saying, "I...listen I...I think I need to go." Panicked, I quickly answer back, "No wait please, you don't need to go." Cassie is silent again before responding, " I think I do...I...I just made a fool of myself." Confused by her words I stammer out, "Wait...What....how did you make a fool of your self?" I can hear irritation start to build in her voice as she snaps, "I basically just told you that I played with myself earlier that's how." Surprised by her abrupt words I reply, "Yeah you did, and so did I so what?" "It's different for a guy Ryan. It's no big deal for you but for a girl it's...it's."

I interrupt her words before she can go any further, "it's fucking sexy as hell is what it is. And besides you are not just a girl, you are my girlfriend and I think it is damn sexy to know that you needed to do that, I mean shit my dick is rock hard after hearing what you said." Cassie gasps at my words disbelieving their truth, "you are not." I chuckle softly and answer "I really am babe and it's all your fault. I'm going to need to take matters in hand soon by the looks of it." Cassie gasps again and then giggles softly before asking, "Are you really going to? I thought u did earlier." "Yeah well I did but that was before my girlfriend told me that she needed to touch herself earlier today so now I need to again." This causes Cassie to giggle again as she says, "well I'm sorry for doing that baby, I didn't mean to."

I decide to push my luck and say, "Well since you did, you need to help me with it." I hear her laugh on the phone as she asks, "And how am I supposed to do that hmmm?" Stumped as to what to say, I simply blurt out, "Well you could maybe tell what you do when you touch yourself." Cassie gasps loudly before laughing, "RYAN! I am not telling you how I touch myself." "Why not" "Because I'm just not gonna" chuckling softly I teasingly reply, "Aww baby please....if you tell me I'll tell you." "Tell me what?" Figuring I might as well go for broke I answer, "I'll tell you how I touch and rub my dick, stroking it slowly as I think about you."

Cassie gasps at my words and I hear her breath quicken on the line as she asks, "Are you doing it now?" I am beyond excited right now as I answer "No I am not. Do you want me to baby? Do you want me to rub my dick while talking to you." I can hear Cassie taking a few deep breaths followed by a soft whimper. Reaching down I take hold of my dick and start running it slow as I call out, "Cassie baby, are you okay?" Cassie's response is another small gasp and whimper. Wanting to satisfy my imagination that is running wild at the moment I ask, "Are you doing it....are you touching yourself now baby?" Another gasp and whimper is the only response I get.

I lower the waistband of my pants to free my now aching dick and whisper, "I've got it in my hand baby, it's so hard right now. Do you want me to rub it baby?" Cassie's breathing is shallow and ragged as she breathlessly answers "Yes." I start slowly stroking my dick eliciting a soft moan from me as I ask, "Are you touching yourself baby? Are you playing with your pussy?" She gasps as she hears my crude words breathlessly answering, "Yes...yes I am." My breathing is ragged now and I start to stroke my dick Abit faster as I ask, "How does it feel baby....does it feel good?" Cassie let's out a low moan as she answers "Yes...yes it does." "Tell me what you are doing baby, tell me what your fingers are doing." She moans louder this time and I hear her breath catch as she follows my instruction, "My...my fingers are running up and down over my lips. It's...it's so gasp my pussy is so wet." Letting out a moan of my own I start stroking my dick faster as I say, "Push it in baby...push a finger into your pussy for me baby"

Cassie let's out a long loud groan at my words, "Oh god, it's...it's in baby...it's inside me." I groan loudly into the phone, "fuuuuckk baby...it's me...it's me inside you baby can you feel it?" She moans louder answering "oh god yes baby I feel it...I feel you oh god I'm gonna cum baby." I am stroking my dick like a man possessed at this point, cassie's moans and words driving me beyond all reasonable thought except the need to cum and I groan as I tell her, "Yes baby I'm gonna cum baby...I want you to cum with me baby" clearly lost in her actions Cassie is moaning and mumbling softly, "yes...yes so....oh god yes....I'm...I'm...Cumming" her last words are lost between a grunt and moan as she cums on the phone, the sound of which causes my own orgasm to hit me like a freight train coating my hands and stomach in cum.

Both Cassie and I are gasping for breath as we try to recover and Cassie breaks out in a fit of giggles, "I...I can't believe that just happened." Still gasping for breathe I respond, "Neither can I...but I hope it happens again, soon." Cassie giggles shyly at my words and we spend a few minutes just idly talking as we come down of our orgasmic highs and ending the phone call. Sadly we don't get another chance over the weekend to indulge in another session of telephony masturbation and I have to make due with regular old fantasizing in order to get relief. At school on Monday morning Cassie surprises me by giving me a fierce hug and kiss on the cheek followed by a cryptic message stating simply "4 times" before she quickly disappeared down the halls. Thoroughly lost at what her words could mean I spend the next 2 periods of class trying to figure out their meaning. By the time third period rolls around I am no closer to figuring it out but at least I can finally try to get some answers out of Cassie as this is a class that we share, computer studies. As she walks into the class, she smiles shyly at me before sitting down next to her friend.

Surprised at this change as her usual desk is with me as she is also my lab partner I move over to them and ask what's going on. Cassie's friend, Simone, simply states that she needs to speak to Cassie about something and sends me on the way. I shrug as I head back to the desk and try not to let it bother me. I can see Cassie and Simone whispering all through classes and see one or both girls blushing and giggling at different stages. Seeing their reactions has my curiosity peaked and I head over to them again to find out what's going on. Simone once again sends me packing and then turns to Cassie and breaks out into a fit of giggles.

I finally get a chance to speak to Cassie about her cryptic message during our final period for the day. She avoids answering my probing questions leaving me muttering underneath my breath about dealing with stubborn woman. I try one last time during the walk home from school but I am once again left with no answers. As we reach the point where the two of us seperate in order to head home Cassie leans over gives me a kiss and whispers, "4 times...what happend on the phone happened 4 times this weekend" and walks away giggling. It takes my brain a few seconds to register what she is talking about before my body suffers the effect she no doubt desired and I was left walking home with a hard on. The rest of the week is more of the same with her teasing me mercilessly by dropping a number and sending my imagination into overdrive. It appeared my little Cassie was a horny little minx.

Things finally progressed a bit further that weekend with Cassie and I having our first real date. We did the usual bit of lunch and a movie. For some reason that I cannot recall though, the movie we chose was rather empty as in, there were entire rows empty. Cassie and I snagged a seat at the back to watch the movie but about 5 minutes into the movie Cassie places her hand on my leg and begins gently stroking it. She leans over and quietly asks, "So did you figure out what the numbers meant?"

She obviously knows the effect her question would have in me and giggles softly as I squirm around in the seat trying to adjust my hardening dick. "You are a naughty girl missy. You kept teasing me all week leaving me high and dry each time." She giggles softly at my feeble protest but remains silent. Unable to contain my curiosity I ask, "Did you really play with yourself every day this week?" Cassie just giggles and continues stroking my leg lightly for a few seconds before answering "Yes I did and it was all your fault" I sputter indignantly and sit up straighter in the seat asking "How is it my fault?" She just giggles in response before saying, "Well, I keep thinking about what happened on the phone and it leaves me so turned on that I need to get off." Cassie's words send images of her laying on her bed playing with herself run rampant through my mind.

My mental reverie is however broken by a nervous giggle from Cassie and I look over at her face only to find that her eyes are locked on the unmistakable bulge in my pants. I feel my cheeks heat up and I try to discreetly adjust myself somehow. Cassie giggles and again and says "Well I'm glad I'm not the only one that gets affected when thinking about it. " I awkwardly clear my throat and answer "Well to be honest it's not just what happened on the call, it's also the idea of you touching yourself that is affecting me." I can see Cassie smirk slightly as she teasingly responds, "Oh really, so you are imagining what I do everytime I think about that phone call. I bet you wouldn't mind seeing it either right."

The movie is long forgotten at this point with my entire being focused on Cassie. I look her in the eyes and can see in them the same growing desire that is surely reflected in my own and answer, "Yes...yes I would love to see it." The light from the screen is illuminating her face just enough for me to see her face flush with either embarrassment or desire, I'm not sure which at this point, and she bites her lip as she looks at me. I feel her hand move off my leg as she moves and leans back in her chair. I let out a disappointed sigh as I figure that I had blown what ever chance I may have had but Cassie's next move leaves me stunned. She is leaned back in the seat but her eyes are closed and she is still biting her lip gently. Her breathing is shirt and shallow and the rapid breaths draws my eyes to her breasts, leaving me mesmerised as I watch them rise and fall in time with her breathing. She lifts her hand up and brushes a strand of hair out of her face before running her hand down her cheek and across the nape of her neck before coming to rest just above her breasts.

My own breathing quickens as I watch Cassie slowly slide her hand down over her chest and across her stomach stopping at the waistband of her jeans. I grudgingly tear my gaze away from her hand and look at her face. In the light if the screen I can see that her face is flushed and her eyes are still closed and I can just about see the tip of her tongue as it slips out and moistens her lips. The next thing I know Cassie's head is thrown back and she lets out a low moan which cause me to look down at her hand to try and identify the cause of it.

I gasp as I see that Cassie is now running her fingers up and down along the length of her jeans zipper. My eyes are so focused on the movement of her fingers, I fail to register the movement of her legs as she spreads them slightly. I do however start just about hyperventilating as I see Cassie's hand move lower until her fingers are running up and down the crotch of her jeans causing Cassie to moan softly again. My mind is so consumed with what is happening that I am literally frozen in place. A loud moan from Cassie brings my attention back up to her face and I see that she is watching me now.

The sight of her flushed face and her tongue flicking across her lips combined with the look of well shit at this point it's straight up lust in her eyes is impossible to resist and I lean forward and press my lips to her. My lips search out her tongue and I take it into my mouth sucking it gently as we kiss eliciting a few more moans from Cassie. Lifting my hands, I cup her face as the kiss deepens even more and I am consumed with the hear and passion of the kiss. I break the kiss by pulling back just enough to allow us to catch our breath. I want more, I need more and lean in again to resume our kiss but just before our lips touch I feel Cassie's body arch upwards off the seat and she lets out a long low hiss.

My head snaps down to see the cause of her reaction and I swear my heart literally skips a few beats. My eyes are are as wide as saucers as I stare at the unbelievable sight of Cassie's hand inside of her pants. She had lowered the zip of her jeans as we kissed and slid her hand into not only the opening but into her panties as well from the looks of it. Another long low moan escapes her lips and brings my attention back to her face. Struggling to breath I lean forward again and capture her lips with mine kissing her hungrily.

I break the kiss and kiss my way along her jawline towards her ear where I softly whisper "That is so fucking sexy baby. I can't believe you are doing this. I bet it feels good doesn't it, does it feel good to touch your pussy where I can see it baby?" Cassie moans loudly before hissing out a low "yessssssss....it...god...it feels good...it...moan" she moans loudly as I start sucking on her earlobe before saying " I want you to cum for me baby. I want to see you cum. Do you want that baby, do you want to cum" clearly lost in the pleasure, Cassie's back is arched and she is letting out a chorus of "Yes...yes baby...yes...oh god yes baby...I...I want to cum, I....I want..I want you to see...I want you to see me cum baby." My face still buried in her neck I tell her, "Then cum for me baby. I want you to cum for me," and I bite down on the sensitive skin of her neck.

The stimulation proves to be just enough to drive her over the edge and I feel Cassie stiffen as she arches her back again lifting herself off the chair, a loud long gasp exploding out of her her as she cums. Cassie's body is frozen as her orgasm crashes through her leaving her gasping and moaning softly. Her body finally relaxes after a minute or two and she slumps back into the chair breathless with her eyes closed. She is breathing hard as she comes down off of her orgasm. I give her a few moments to catch her breath before leaning in and gently kiss and lick her lips. Cassie eyes open slowly and she shyly smiles at me whispering "Wow". Chuckling I respond "That is exactly how I am feeling as well.

I am beyond turned on right now and I know that it would probably take nothing but a touch to have me Cumming in my pants. I reached down and quickly readjust my achingly hard dick before returning my attention back to Cassie who has now started sliding her hand out of her pants. My eyes are locked on her hand as she slides it out and as she does, the light from the screen provided just enough light to see that Cassie's fingers are coated in her juices. My dick throbs at the thought of what just happened and as Cassie is about to reach for a serviette to clean her fingers I stop her and grasp the hand that she just pleasured herself with.

Cassie has a look of confusion on her face as I raise hr cum covered hand to my face. As her hand gets neared, I am assaulted by the scent of Cassie's excitement and I know Cassie notices as I take a deep breath and inhale her scent. The smell of her pussy sends a bolt of electricity through my body and caused my mouth to water. Something in my brain is driving me, urging me to taste the juices coating her fingers. By this point Cassie is staring at me wide eyed and blushing furiously as I bring her fingers up to my mouth before opening it and suck them into it. The combination of the sweet, salty and tangy taste of her on her fingers and the thought of what I was doing is too much for me and my dick throbs twice before erupting in orgasm without so much as brush against it.

My orgasm is intense and leaves me grunting around Cassie's fingers as I suck on them. When my orgasm finally subsides and my head clears enough for me to gain rational thought, my face flushed in embarrassment at the fact that Cassie has just seen me not only sniff her cum covered fingers but watched as I sucked the cum off of them. Lowering her hand I lean back and look at Cassie know that she can see the embarrassment on my face. She is still staring at me wide eyed, her mouth open and then Stammers out shakily, "Wh...what...what just happened...and...and why?" At a complete loss for words I mindlessly blurt out the first thing that pops into my head, "It smells like teen...........

End of part 1 So there you have it folks. As mentioned please feel free to comment and critique but please bear in mind this is my first public attempt at writing anything so please don't judge me too harshly. Oh and also please forgive any errors in spelling and grammar, I have discovered that it is damn hard to type anything of significant length on a phone. On a side note, if there is anyone open to act as an editor for me to help clean up any errors please feel free to get in touch.