"Wait."

Cammy made a small whisper in between what was about to become huge sobs as soon as she and Eric left. I didn't know why I cared if they saw me cry, but the thought of it was too much. I wanted to run away. I wanted to find myself asleep in my bed with Eric next to me and still the man I thought he was.

"Rose...," Cammy started. I responded with a questioning, shivering gasp. "The truth is...Eric didn't start what happened." She swallowed hard as I listened closer. "I did."

"Cammy, what are you talking about," Eric asked without much conviction. "It was my fault we...you know, touched."

"Eric, its incredibly sweet of you to take the heat for me, but I can't let you two spilt up like this. You and Rose are the best couple I've ever seen and the only one I give even a gnat's dick-tiny chance of not ending up badly. i want you two to be happy together, and you won't be if you take the blame for every girl who talks to you." She turned to me again. "It isn't his fault. If you're going to be mad at someone, make it me. I'm the one who started it and I was definitely the aggressor. He did everything he could to keep it from going too far, even though I did what I could to...I'm so sorry, Rose.I swear, I won't do anything even remotely like this aga-"

My emotions, my anger and sadness and confusion, they all got the better of me as I did something I never had before and never wanted to do again. I struck a living being. It didn't make me feel any better, in fact I felt bad about it immediately and wished I could take it back, but I couldn't. The echoing sound of skin slapping skin and the hot, dull buzzing on my palm proved that to me.
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If you'd told me Rose would do what she did when I told her what really happened this morning, I'd have thought you had the wrong Rose. But she did it, and I didn't blame her for it. A sharp slap across the face came from nowhere and I dropped to the ground. And to my surprise, when she screamed "WHY!?", she wasn't looking down at me but at Eric.
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"WHY!?" Rose screamed at me. The fury was surpassed by hurt, not that that made it any easier. "Why did you lie to me? Why would you throw me away for her sake?"

"It was..." I sighed and hung my head some. "It wasn't for her sake. It was for yours. I could have stopped her, but I didn't, and if I wouldn't stop her I don't know that I would stop any other girls who tried to do things like that with me. And if I can't do that....if I can't do that, I don't deserve a girl as perfect as you. If I couldn't be with you, I wanted to at least let someone I could trust to treat you well remain an option." As I said it, flaws in the logic began popping up in my head.

"Trust her with me? She tried to have sex with my boyfriend, and you think you can trust her to be good to me?"

"I can be good to you," Cammy yelled, shocking even herself. "I can. I don't want to lose you, Rose. I..i love you."
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Well, its out and so am I. It may have just been desperation to keep her happy talking, but I told Rose I loved her. I'm totally gay for her.

"What are you saying," Rose asked, much softer and hesitant than a second ago. "Y-you can't...love me. Can you?" I didn't say anything except for a little squeek as Rose took a knee in front of me. Her eyes had gone gentle and her voice soft. "Cammy, despite today, I like you. I do. You're probably my best friend. And I have to admit, it is fun when you play with me like you do." From then on, she chose her words carefully, which I instantly knew meant she was rejecting me. Nobody does that just to say 'I love you too'. "But I'm just not sure if I want to be in a relationship like that with another girl. Okay?"

"Its not like cock is that great," I shouted, making her wince. "And if you want to try it, there are toys..."

"It isn't about peins or vagina," she interrupted gently. "And it isn't that I like men over you. I just can't be in love with two people at once."

"And you still love Eric, right?" She nodded. "Would you have loved me if I had let him take the blame?"

"It doesn't matter," she said and pulled me tenderly into a warm hug. I wondered if I could change my mind this late as I returned it, eventually realizing I couldn't. Why do I have to be so honest when it would be so much better to lie?
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I eventually went back to the boys' camp for the last day before we went home to make sure I could hitch a ride on the bus. The counsellor kept smirking at me whenever he saw me and scoffed and walked away a little smaller when my smirk was cockier than his. Other than the first couple hours, he left me alone the rest of the time there.

Aliso...Al wanted to know everything that happened. She was absolutely transfixed when I got to the sex and pumped me for details way after i'd given all of them I was willing to and one or two more. Jack was less enthusiastic, but I could tell he was proud of me for some reason. He kept smiling at me like I was a chip off the old block.

Finally, the next day came and we loaded the bus with luggage and ourselves. The boys were picked up first which was just as well, I guess. The anticipation as well as worry about seeing Rose made the trip around the lake more exciting. As I looked out on the water, it looked so much vaster than it had before. It was a lake, not a pond. The waves rippled as the wind blew over the greenish surface, making it look uninviting. Everything about it made it seem like so much bigger an obstacle than it did when I was swimming it. At that time, it wasn't an obstacle at all, but my first opportunity to physically prove, beyond question, that I cared for someone. I swam that lake for her, my presence on the other side a token of my feelings. It was the kind of thing a guy in a love story would do, and now it was something I had done. Come on, happy ending!
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I looked around the line for Cammy, but I didn't see her. I wish she would show up so I could find out how to get a hold of her, or appologize for slapping her the other day.

In the end, everyone got on the bus and she never showed up. I tried to keep the driver waiting, but after ten minutes, she closed the doors and started to drive away. Even as she did, I kept looking, hoping to see her waving in the distance. But I didn't.

The seat Eric was in had another guy in it, talking to him. When he saw me, the other guy said something I won't repeat and got up to sit by some girl. So, I approached Eric and the now only half-full bench.

"Do you mind if I sit here," I asked.

"No."

"No, you don't mind or no, I can't sit here?" We smiled.

"I don't mind." I sat down and suddenly the laughing atmosphere was gone and didn't come back for maybe ten minutes.

"Did anything happen after I left," he asked.

"Not really," I answered, truthfully.

"Camp was boring without me, huh?"

"Yeah. It really was. You could have stayed the last day. They probably wouldn't have left you."

"Maybe, but they'd have had to look for me if I wasn't over there."

"True," I said. Silence.
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"Cammy isn't coming," I asked. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

"I don't think so. I didn't see her this morning."

"Well, there's no way two camps' worth of people could fit on just one bus. She probably slept late and will catch the next one."

"Yeah," Rose said in a way that meant she knew that wasn't what would happen.

"Hey, Rose. I know you said you forgave me for what happened, but..."

"Then you don't need to say anything else," she chirped happily. I smiled and nodded.

Isn't it funny how trips don't seem to take as long coming back as they do going there? Yeah, you're right, it isn't. But it is true, and right in the middle of a conversation about how often we could see each other when we got back, we were just that. Back in our hometown. Rose looked over the people across the aisle from us and grinned big. "AUNTIEMOM!! DADDYUNCLE!!!" I looked but could only see two hands waving before Rose's arm, now at a downward angle, blocked the view. I traced it to my shoulder, then back up to Rose's smiling face. "Would it be alright if you got off here? I'm sure dad would give you a ride to wherever you need to go after you meet them."

Oh, shit. Her parents were gonna slaughter me if they even suspected their pure and innocent daughter had had her first kiss stolen by me, and I didn't even want to think about what they'd do if Rose told them everything. Still, if I could swim a lake for Rose, I could have my face bruised up for her, too. As I walked with her, I wondered if they would rip me a new asshole or permanently seal the one I already had.
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As soon as I got off the bus, I jumped into mom's arms. I usually go for dad first, so I may have shocked her just a little.

"Welcome back, Rose," she said in that strainingly-tight hugging voice."How was my precious little girl's first summer at camp?"

"It was SO much fun," I squealed.

"Tell me all about it," she said impatiently.

"Before I do, there's a couple things I gotta do first."

"Like?"

:"Well, first..." I said as I let go of mom and wrapped my arms around dad's neck. He said 'WOAH!' and laughed warmly. "Easy there, Angel, you almost knocked me over that time!" He said that, but he still hugged me at least as tight as I hugged him. I let go and turned toward the bus, intending to introduce Eric, but auntiemom was already there.
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While Rose was hugging her "daddyuncle", whatever that meant, the mother saw me. My first instinct was to look away, but I didn't. She grinned an enigmatic grin and came closer.

"You didn't get on the bus here last time," she said somewhere between menacingly and curiously.

"I...I kinda...got off with Ro-NO, I mean she and I.." That did it. As soon as some kind of connection was implied, her father came up to me.

"Rose, is this a new friend fo yours," he asked while looking at me. In all the history of the world, that has never been a good sign.

"Yes! Mom, dad, this is Eric. He's...h-he's my boyfriend," she said, losing enthusiasm toward the end.

"Is he now," her mother asked, her almost pinkish bangs not hiding her furrowed brow at all.

"Yes. Please, I know its your job as parents to hate him..." Don't give up on me so easily! "...but I swear, he's a great guy!"

Both parents looked me over and probably saw a mess. I managed to stammer out "Rose told me a lot about you two, i watch Tanisha and Larry all the time," unsure if it was to my credit or detriment.

"So...wh-what do you think of him," Rose asked, fearing the answer.

"He's a coward," her mother said. Ouch.

"And a kiss-ass," her father added. "All in all, I don't think he's good enough to polish my little girl's shoes." Dammit. Rose loved her father and held his opinion in high, high esteem. If he nixed me, she might too. "But you know what? It doesn't matter what we think of him." Huh? "He's your boyfriend. The only opinion that matters here is yours."

"Really," Rose said, very excited at what was probably as close to approvale as I would get. He nodded and she hugged him.

"Besides," her mother added, ruffling my hair (which I really hope doesn't become a habit). "Every girl knows that the less their father likes a guy, the more she'll love him. And after all that hate from you, dear, you might as well start saving up for the wedding."

"Thats not funny, Kari! Besides, thats not always true. Dad loved you, remember?"

"Of course he did. Until he caught us together, of course. I still can't believe he actually said 'I have no son!' Ho-key!"

"But it still hurt. Point is, just because your parents don't like their daughter's choice of boyfriends doesn't mean they're right," he concluded.

"Oh, really? So, this Eric might actually be a perfect match for our little Rose?"

"I'm not saying that."

"But a father's opinion isn't always right, right?"

"It is this time!"

"How do you know?"

Rose's parents continued debating the validity of their own opinions of someone they seem to have forgotten was there. I have to say, it was a pretty funny scene and it took a lot of the intimdiation out of her father. Rose watched and laughed, then grabbed my hand, holding it gently. "Once they calm down and I explain why I like you so much, I think they'll like you, too."
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Its been two weeks since the day I introduced Eric to auntiemom and daddyuncle, and they've started letting him in the house. I've really missed seeing him, and the fact that we have racy chats online don't help. Every time we chat, we always start talking about how much we miss each other and how we would do this and that if we could. Oh, no, not like sex stuff!! Like, holding each other and kissing. It only went into sex once...or twice...and we didn't have cyber sex or anything like that. I wouldn't even know how to. But once, he said he missed touching my breasts, so I...ohmyGOD, I can't believe I'm admitting this!!...I sent him a picture of them! I should delete typing that!!

Mom and dad are going to a meeting tonight, and they said it was okay to have Eric over as long as we didn't do anything unsafe. Daddyuncle didn't want to go to it because I guess auntimom knew what happened when parents go to "all-night meetings", but she just kept smiling and got him out the door. I wonder what he meant by that.

Eric came over less than twenty minutes after I IM'd him saying he could. When he got here, he looked like he ran, so we went up to my room, where I offered him a spot on my bed and a Coke. After he caught his breath, we talked about anything and everything....for two minutes. After that, we couldn't hold back anymore and started kissing more passionately than we had at camp and we didn't seperate for a long time. When we did, I don't know how but we found ourselves lying back with him hovering over me. I think he blushed less than I did when we realized how we were positioned. I gulped and we both tried to say something, maybe the same something.

"Eric," I asked first.

"Yes?"

"Do...do you love me?"

He didn't hesitate for a single second. "Yes." Now he paused. "And...do you lo...I mean, do you feel the.." I think he swalowed hard. "The same way? About me?"

"Yes." He smiled and we continued kissing, this time only for a moment. I turned my head away from him.

"Whats wrong," he asked.

"If we love each other," I started. "Then isn't it natural to...show it? Ph-physically?" I looked from his eyes to anywhere but his eyes.

"Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes. I-I think so."

During the time Eric was running over here, I thought "I should look my best when he gets here." I don't think it was my best, but when he arrived, I was trying on a light blue blouse and a white skirt that ended at my knee. I say this because, since it was a blouse, he didn't have to stop kissing me to remove it, he just unbuttoned it. I felt so nervous knowing that in a minute, he would see my new bra, and at the same time, silly when I remembered that he had already done a lot more than just seen my bra. The last button came undone and a sudden breeze tickled my exposed stomach and chest.
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When I knew Rose's top was open, I pulled back to admire her body. I had missed seeing her badly, and seeing her naked was part of it. But her breasts weren't uncovered yet; they were held in by a white, kinda lacy bra. Which was very pretty, but it couldn't compare with her beautiful bare chest. This particular bra unhooked in the front, which was handy, but I'd never worked a bra so I still fumbled with ot for a minute before Rose undid it with ease. I gave her a little embarrassed smirk and she smiled and said "keep kissing me, please". After taking just a second to meet her smoldering green eyes, I did as she asked.

My hand lay gently on a breast which made her moan into my mouth, and more when I moved my hand around. I played with it kind of like Play-Doh, only, of course, much more gently. I used my fingers to both squeeze softly (which she liked) and to slip over the surface of her smooth skin while my thumb found her nipple, which she loved having touched more than the rest of her breast. When I showed her nipple a bit more attention, I felt her lean up into my hand and purr against my lips.

"my turn," Rose whispered. She reached down and unzipped my jeans. We were both nervous as the quiet 'zpzpzpzpzp' went slowly, slightly away from my ears.

"uh...where...is it?"

My penis hadn't come out because when I was undressing Rose, it had been pointing upward kind of, so now it was caught behind the button. So, I undud the button, not thinking that it would mean my cock would come out. It dropped into view like a falling tower stopped halway to the ground and Rose smiled. "i hope it fits," she said in barely a whisper.

"it will," I said in the same way. "but not yet. for now, i still want to enjoy more of your beautiful body." Her breath quivered and she whispered "yes". Then, she gasped as my hand slid slowly up her thigh, under her skirt, finally just brushing her panties. Gasped and very slightly pushed her hips up everytime my fingertips touched the bump at the top of her slit. The position I found myself in to get my arm under her skirt had another advantage: putting her boobs at eye-level. I of course leaned up and gently kissed them, one after another. That took her from whispers and uneven breathing to audible moans.

"Oohh..! Oh, Eric, yes...My nipples are so sensitive...I love it when you kiss them..." As I did, my hand felt a fluid leaking into her panties, making them damp. I pulled the soft cloth away from her body and turned my fingers over so the tips could tease her velvety lips. When I did it, I looked at her face and I swear, her eyes fluttered.
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My eyes fluttered as he just barely stroked me, and I felt desire for him like never before. I wanted him to continue this pleasurable torture and for him to end it and make love to me at the same time.

"Eric...," I said, simulataneously moaning, whimpering and gasping. "I want you. I want you to make me yours." I lay back, but keeping my head up and watching him. I wanted to say "I'm ready for you to take my virginity" or "make love to me." But I said them both at once and ended up sighing "Take me." I was embarrassed at first, but when it hit my ears, it sounded so sexy! Like something a real woman would say.

Eric pulled my panties slowly down my legs and off my feet then pulled the skirt upto my waist. I felt a little exposed, but he was too, so at least I didn't feel alone. I felt something rounded going slowly around my vagina and I looked to see what it was. Eric was rubbing his penis along the opening. "what are you doing," I asked.

"making sure i'm wet enough to go in." The way he said it was so reassuring. But...

"do you love me," I asked again.

"yes."

"tell me."

"i love you, Rose." He punctuated it with a tender kiss.

"and i love you, Eric. will you be gentle when we make love?"

"yes. i don't want to hurt you more than i have to."

"thank you. okay. i'm ready. deflower me..."
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"deflower me..."

As she said it, Rose sighed and lay back, closing her eyes tightly. She was probably expecting the loss of virginity to be very painful. I wish it didn't have to be, but I can still try to ease her pain. I kissed her lips softly and slowly, very slowly, began to enter her. She inhaled through her nose and I felt her cheek tighten up, but she focused on the kiss as I gradually approached her hymen. It blocked my way, but more than that it was the last thing between virginity and sex.

"are you sure this is what you want," I asked.

"yes. i want to have sex, and i want it to be with you. now please, do it." Her voice was pleading but not unsure. I kissed her, whispered in her ear that I loved her and, with one quick thrust, Rose gave me her innocence.
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Something ripped inside me and I almost screamed into Eric's kiss. But I didn't want him to feel guilty about this, so I only whimpered a little. Eric broke the kiss but kept his penis inside me, not moving.

"are you alright? do you want me to stop?"

"i'm fine," I said with a weak smile. "it hurts a little, but i'll get used to it. please give me a second before you start...moving, though, okay?"
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There were tears in her eyes, I could tell even through her glasses. It hurt more than she'd anticipated, and I was the one who hurt her. Dammit. I promised myself that I would make up for the pain and make her first time enjoyable. As the first step toward that, I didn't move and instead kissed her and gently touched her nipples with the pad of my thumb, running it over the hardening flesh. She seemed to enjoy that, but the tears were still there.
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The torn feeling was starting to subside and I felt ready to start making love for real. "Eric? you can start moving, if you want to."

He pushed his penis into my body until I felt his waist bump gently agasint me. I felt so full! So....satisfied with him as a lover. As he pulled back, I could feel every inch of him as it passed through my labia. On the third time pulling out, I concentrated on the feeling to get rid of the lingering pain. I counted what I estimated to be every inch. One.........two........three......all the way up to six, almost to seven, and he didn't even pull it out all the way. He must have been over seven inches long and the thickness was stretching me as it moved in and I felt my inner walla relax back into place as he slid out. It was already starting to feel very good.
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Rose's sounds changed in the space of maybe a minute or less from suppressing pain to mild pleasure. That was a good start, but the mildness had to go. I hope I last long enough to send it away. She feels amazing in a way that seems impossible! The inside of her pussy is smooth but not totally, slick if not fully wet. So tight, I was actually glad I didn't have a bigger dick because I think mine was about the most she could take. When I pulled back, the tightness and fluids created a kind of suction that made pulling back a bit harder than pushing in. In other words, since this is my first time too, I don't know how long I can go.

No. I can control it. I have enough control over my own body to hold out long enough to make sure Rose cums too.
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I'm starting to really enjoy this! The back and forth motion is making me feel kind of happy. Before I realize it, my legs are around Eric's waist, pulling him in deeper. I didn't even think about doing that, my body just did it on it's own! But it feels even better this way. Rubbing between soft silky sheets on a yielding bed and a shirt over a muscular chest has just the right balance of comfort and assurance that I'm with a man. A good man. Sometimes I can hear myself moan or even tell Eric how much I like having sex.
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"yeah....mmm, you feel so good inside me..! ah...aaAAHH...! yes...mmmohyeah...Eric...can I try being on top?"

"sure." I pull all the way out of her, which makes Rose make a little groan when it pops out of her pussy like a Blow Pop, and lie down on the bed. Rose gets over me and grabs my cock to aim it before lowering her hips. She misses twice but gets it perfectly the third time.

"Ah!"

Gingerly, she moved her hips up and down, reacting very positively to the new kind of pleasure is gives her. The same way I do for the new pleasure it gives me. I don't go into her as deep, but the way her hips are plus the slight curve of my dick lets more of her pussy rub my dick. "lean down here." She does and just as I'd hoped, her breasts are dangling over my face. I think she knew what I was doing because before I even made contact with her stiff nipple, she let out a happy gasp. I only licked, kissed and suckled her for a little while before her pussy started constricting and expanding. Pulsing. Her breathing quickened and went shallow. Her face flushed more than it already was and she was moving up and down on me faster.
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Ah..!!

AHH!!!

"I'm...Oh, God, I'm go...nna....ah-AAAAHHH!!!"
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Her climax wasn't a scream like I thought it would be. It was more like an urgent cry. She also surprised me by not stopping as she came. If anything, she rode harder. Her tits wobbled in my lips, inching me closer to my own orgasm.
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Having a strong orgasm was like being under a spell. It made me move and say things I normally wouldn't. It made me feel sexually open and free. I finished climaxing hard and after a short breather, climbed off Eric.

"You haven't cum yet, have you," I asked. He looked a little surprised but said no. I smiled and got on my hands and knees. For a long time afterward, I felt SO humiliated by this, but at the time, it felt like I was a sex goddess! "I want to have sex from behind! Come and get me!"
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Jesus, I made her cum so hard, she changed personalities! She would change back later, so why not take advantage of her new attitude while it lasted? I got on my knees behind her, held onto her hips and thrust inside, much less gentle than the first time. Right from the first thrust, she sounded like she was on the verge of another orgasm, and I wasn't far behind. My hands moved from her hips up to her smooth, soft skinned ass, pulling her back toward me as I went forward. She moaned, quietly screamed and cooed in absolute sexual bliss.

"I'm gonna cum..." I said unevenly.

"Mmmmm do it!"
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"What," he asked.

"Cum for me," I replied.

"Where?"

"In me! Make me take it," someone said with my mouth.

Saying something so unlike me felt so raw and good but at the same time, uncomfortable. I was okay with saying it then, but I don't know if I would again.
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I knew I shouldn't have. I knew it was dumb. But I couldn't help it. She wanted this and I wanted to give it to her.

"Rose..!!!"

I pumped her snatch a few more times, goraned and threw my head back as a geyser of cum erupted from my cock, painting her pussy pearly white from within and leaving trails of it flowing out of her when she couldn't hold any more. Every time I thought I couldn't fire off any more, Rose would look back and plead, beg and, when that didn't work, demand, more and more hot sperm.
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When I felt Eric cumming inside me, I screamed out loud and came again. "YES!!! Give me all your cum, Eric!! Yes! Give me all of it! oh, yeah, more! More!! AH, yes!!"
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We stopped our simultaneous orgasms and fell forward into a pile of sweaty, panting flesh. "Oh...oh my gosh..." Rose regained speech first. "That was incredible!"

".....y-yeah...."

Our bliss was cut short by a loud whump and a thumping noise. Rose jumped and clung to me. "oh my gosh, what is that!?" I motioned for her to stay there and crept over to the door. Slowly, I opened it while I hoped Rose's father knew about the modern miracle called WD-40. The hinges creaked minimally and I cracked open the door. I heard the noise louder, but couldn't see the source. I took a couple deep breaths and threw the door open. and miraculously caught it before it hit the wall. Why is that miraculous? Because what I saw on the other side was stunning:

A woman in her 40's who I Identified as Rose's mother when she threw her head forward, riding what turned out to be a man in a way that was very similar to how Rose had ridden me before. All I could see of the guy were his feet and legs, so his view of me was blocked. But her's wasn't. When she noticed me, she grinned and gave me a 'keep it quiet' signal, never once breaking stride or addressing her fantastic nudity. Her boobs had good bounce and firmness for a woman of her age. Or half that, really. I closed the door.

"What was it," Rose asked, obviously scared.

"Nothing special," I said.

An End

 

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so thats ending one, hmm. I like it, though I guess I had expect more sex. I think that is due to how sexual charged you had left the other part and my mind was waiting for more of the same, but that ending is good. can't wait for the others. Great works!

 

i love this story.i cant get enough of it

 

THERE BETTER BE LIKE 6 MORE ALTERNATE ENDINGS! THAT WAS HOT! hell, you could continue it from that ending with like a 4 way with the mom, dad, rose, and eric

 

Thanks for enjoying it.

I don't know about six, but there are either two or three more coming. But those endings will represent my best efforts to make endings good enough for the main story. A warning, though: at least one ending will be somewhat sad.

 

Great story, going to have to wait for the other endings to see what I like the best. But great so far

 

great ending to the story.