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Learning to let go…(part 2)I sometimes feel a bit of a failure. Some of my former classmates from college have really great sex lives. Well, that’s what they keep telling me. They boast all the time of all the great sex they’re getting. Some of them tease me after they come back to work at the hospital after a weekend off, telling me that their kang-kangs are sore because of all the sex they’ve had. “He never stops,” Sally always says.And, worse still, I learned last week that even my sister has a lover. I knew she had a boyfriend, but I was naive enough to believe that they were just “friends”. I had never even seen them hold hands, but when I came home unexpectedly early on Tuesday, I thought I had the house to myself until I saw a man’s jeans on the floor of the sala, and my sister’s bra and panties on the settee. I felt confused. Surely this couldn’t be my sister upstairs canlı bahis with a man! But I could definitely hear her voice, husky and strange now, and I could hear the sound of her bed creaking. I crept up the stairs to the landing. I suppose I felt really jealous of Anna and felt tempted to spoil it for her and burst into our room: perhaps pretending that I hadn’t known they were in there. But when I heard my sister’s voice now, and her uncouth swearing as she encouraged him on, it didn’t seem like my sister any more. She seemed a stranger to me. I had a new sister. “Oh God, yes,” was all I kept hearing her repeat. We’d never really talked about sex, so for some reason I thought she wasn’t interested in sex. In fact, when we used to hear Mum and Dad having sex in the next room, she always looked really embarrassed and never even mentioned it the next day. So I guess at bahis siteleri that moment, listening to my sister being fucked by her man, I resolved to give in to my boyfriend’s demands the very next time I saw him and let him take my panties off and then give him my kang-kang. I thought it would be straightforward. He’d take me to a motel or to the beach, I imagined, and that would be that. I masturbated furiously that night and thought that my fingers were his cock pushing into me for the first time. And then went on to hump my pillow.But tonight, after I went out on a date with my boyfriend, it all went wrong again. Just when I was ready for him, he decided that he wasn’t ready for me. Or, at least, he was going to make me jealous first by putting his arm round another girl at the party. I felt unsure of him again, just like I’d felt when I first went out on a date with güvenilir bahis him. Little did he know that my panties had been wet for him this afternoon.Anyway, I guess my desire must have still got the better of me because I did go back to a hotel with him. It was cheap place down in the port area, and at the sight of the strange bed and strange surroundings, I guess my resolve crumbled. He tried to reassure me by sitting me on his lap, and I did feel his hard cock rising up between my legs, so I guess he still likes me. We lay on the bed for what seemed like hours, and I did let him stroke my kang-kang this time, and I have to admit that I enjoyed it. I also let him see me breasts for the first time, and allowed him to suck on my nipples. He also said he wanted to have a bath with me. And I really found the intimacy of that idea exciting. But decided to leave that till next time…..partly because I’m not on the pill yet and don’t want to get pregnant while I’m still a student.My Mum always says: “Don’t expect love to happen all at once”. And I’m beginning to understand what she means…..

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