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” He let me slide off him and got up, throwing out a hand to help me get up. When I was standing, he went behind me and pressed himself against me, putting both hands on my eyes. “Hah, remember that time in Graphics?” I asked. I was referring to a time about a year ago, a few days before I officially came out. Quin had done the exact same thing to me in Graphics class and it had made me question his heterosexuality ever since.“When I did this to you?” He gently moved a leg forward. I picked up on the message and stepped forward as well. It was very awkward, but the upside was that I could feel his limp cock up against my butt. We were both wearing clothes so the feeling was slightly diminished, but it was still there. “I still remember how surprised you were when I pressed my cock up against you. Usually guys just shrug it off and forget it.”“I’ve always wanted to know what you felt like when I came out like two weeks later.”“Well, I felt like I’d turned you gay by doing it.” We both. Bill was amazed at how intense their shared orgasm was, and how long it lasted. His nuts actually ached from the effort.She held him tightly against her as they both descended from their sexual high. Sated for the moment, she whispered in his ear, “Did you, you know…?” she.“Did I fill your pussy with ‘semen’? Did I cum? Yes.”“I knew it! I could feel your … cock … really throbbing as your hot … your hot semen … was squirting deep inside my ... pussy.” This time Bill’s cock did soften, and as it slipped out, so did their commingled juices. “Ooh, I can feel your stuff oozing out, just like in the video, I can feel it,” she said, happy with herself. Bill stood on wobbly legs, looking down at the freshly fucked cunt; the now darkly engorged labia spread widely apart, her entrance beginning to drip with his essence and her hymenal blood. It was the most beautiful, erotic thing that he’d ever seen, and he said so. “Can I look at it?” she asked.“Sure.”She pulled her knees back up and spread.
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