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Blake lay naked, spread-eagled on the bed, licking his lips with anticipation. Justin knelt over him, straddling one of the older man's muscular thighs. He held his semi-hard cock in his fingertips. "Like this?" he asked shyly.

"That's perfect Justin. Pee on my cock." The older man looked on with growing lust as the boy frowned with concentration. He could see the youth's tummy muscles flexing, and his little cock twitching, as Justin strained to release his bladder. Blake's cock was standing proudly erect, only inches from the boy's smaller prick.

The boy grimaced. "I have to go, I really do. But it's not coming out."

"That's okay sport. Take your time."

Justin grunted, and released a short spurt of pee that landed with a splash on Blake's cock and tight stomach. He giggled and looked at Blake. "Is that okay?"

Blake's cock twitched. "Mmm... perfect! Just like that. Do it again kiddo."

Justin grunted again, and soon golden, sparkling urine was splashing in a hard steady stream onto Blake's erection. His cock pulsated with his arousal, as the warm piss bathed his naked body. Justin giggled as he aimed the stream up and down Blake's steely shaft.

"Oh God, I love that Justin! But come closer - pee on my chest and my neck too."

Justin inched forward on his knees, still straddling the man's prone body. His naked butt cheeks brushed against Blake's cock, as the stream of piss splashed off his muscular, hairy chest and neck. As the pungent smell of the warm urine wafted through the bedroom, Blake snaked a hand down to his groin and began stroking his erection.

"On my face!"

"Your face?" Justin seemed taken aback by the request.

"Yes!"

Justin aimed his now slowing stream higher, and it splashed off Blake's chin. He grabbed the boy's ass cheeks and pulled him forward. He opened his mouth, and let the golden liquid gush inside. He reveled in the salty, erotic taste, and considered swallowing it, but instead let the tangy liquid trickle out of the corner of his mouth, washing over his cheek and neck.

He pulled Justin further forward, and took the boy's cock, still dribbling a slowing stream of piss, into his eager, sucking mouth. The boy closed his eyes and moaned as he fed his growing cock into the man's warm, wet mouth. Blake slurped on the stiffening shaft eagerly, licking away the residue of urine, and replacing it with a shiny layer of saliva.

He released the cock from his mouth briefly. "Did you like that Justin?"

"Yeah... that was cool!"

"Mmm. I liked it too. Would you like me to pee on you?"

Justin looked down and pursed his lips in thought, then shrugged. He seemed wracked with indecision, and Blake watched, silently, as the wheels turned. Finally, he responded. "Sure, why not? Do you want me to get on the bed?"

"Nope... you can stay right there. I'll pee on your butt."

Justin giggled merrily. "Okay."

Actually Blake wasn't sure if he could piss at all - his hardon was raging, and unlike some men, he had trouble urinating with an erection. On the other hand, the pressure in his bladder was intense. Maybe he could do it after all. He concentrated as he idly ran his tongue around the swollen head of Justin's cock, and soon a few squirts of piss were released, followed by a steady, forceful stream. His cock was in perfect position, and the golden arc of piss splashed all over Justin's lower back and smooth butt cheeks. He spread the boy's ass open with his hands, and pissed into his butt crack, feeling the urine splash down on his own chest.

Justin giggled. "It's warm."

"Yep. Feels good hey?"

"Yeah... but kinda weird. Can you lick me some more?"

Blake nodded, and took Justin's cock back between his warm lips, suckling the hard cock, running his wet tongue expertly along the shaft and the head. As his urine stream subsided, he took his fingertips and ran them along the crack of Justin's ass, rubbing the warm piss into the boy's smooth, tender skin. He looked up, and the boy's eyes were closed, his mouth agape, clearly enjoying the sensation.

Blake continued to suck the boy's throbbing erection with hollow cheeks, and eagerly ran his fingers over the boy's delightfully smooth ass. After awhile, he drew the tip of his index finger down the butt crack, and traced it in a lazy circle over the boy's puckered asshole.

Justin moaned softly. Encouraged by his response to this new stimulation, Blake pressed the tip of his finger against the hot, tight hole. Before Justin could protest, he wriggled the finger, slippery with urine, up and inside the boy's ass up to the first knuckle.

Justin gasped and bucked his hips, pulling away from the probing finger. But Blake was persistent. He pushed it deeper inside and wiggled it around, all the while sucking the boy's cock. He felt the youth's sphincter relax, and soon his finger was deeply embedded.

"Does that feel nice kiddo?"

"Um, not sure."

"Tell you what... why don't you get on your hands and knees and we'll try in a different position?"

The boy looked doubtful and uncertain, but after a moment he nodded and reluctantly pulled his cock out of the man's mouth. He knelt on the bed next to Blake and looked at him with a questioning look on his face.

"It's okay Justin. You'll like it. You'll see."

Justin nodded, and got on his hands and knees, his cock bouncing and bobbing beneath him. Blake rolled over and reached toward the nightstand. He grabbed a jar of Vaseline, and then knelt behind the boy. He admired the boy's smooth, muscular asscheeks. They were pale where they were normally covered by his swim trunks, in sharp contrast to the rich, dark tan that covered the rest of his body. The tiny, hairless asshole peeked out invitingly from between the butt-cheeks.

"You have a really pretty ass Justin."

"I do?"

"Yep. I sure would like to lick it."

Justin giggled. "Okay."

And so Blake leaned forward, and touched the tip of his tongue to the youth's puckered asshole. Justin moaned and spread his legs, as Blake tasted the saltiness of Justin's sweat and his own urine. He formed his tongue into a point, and licked and probed the dark, forbidden hole. The boy squirmed at the sensation, moaning softly.

"I like that Blake."

The man smiled. "It feels good doesn't it? Would you like me to stick my finger in again?"

"Okay."

Blake opened the Vaseline jar and smeared a glob of the slippery jelly on his fingers. He pressed a greased index finger against Justin's tight, puckered asshole, and pushed slowly, inserting it up to the first knuckle. Justin clenched his asshole and grunted.

"How's that feel Justin?"

"Kinda weird Blake... but it's okay."

"Good... now relax. I'm going to push it deeper. It will feel REALLY nice in a second." He pushed the finger past the second knuckle, feeling Justin's rectum squeezing against it. "Mmm," he said. "Your ass is nice and tight - I can't wait until my cock is inside there." He pulled the finger out slowly, then pushed it back in.

"Your cock?"

Blake slid his finger back and forth, and the boy moaned softly. "Yes. Would you like me to fuck you in the ass like you did to me the other day? Like you did to your Mom?"

"I don't know Blake," Justin replied nervously. "Will it hurt?"

"Just a little at first, but then it will feel real good. I'll be careful okay sport?"

"Umm... okay, I guess."

Blake's cock was throbbing, almost painfully. He couldn't believe his could fortune. He was about to fuck this boy's virgin asshole! He quickly smeared Vaseline all over his cock, whispering soothingly to the boy as he did so. His cock was deep red and trembling in his fingers as he rubbed the grease along its entire length. He knelt behind the boy, and caressed his round ass cheeks. He could tell that the boy was tense and nervous, but slowly, gradually, he sensed him relaxing.

He moved into position, and carefully pressed the oily cockhead against Justin's tight puckered asshole. He had to resist the powerful urge to thrust immediately - it was important that he go slow and easy. For maybe the first time in his life, Blake was glad that his cock was no more than average in length and girth. Much bigger, and there was no way that Justin's virgin asshole would accept it.

"Justin?"

"Yes?" The boy's voice was soft and shaking - he almost seemed frightened.

"I'm going to do this VERY slowly okay? It'll hurt a little at first, but you tell me if it hurts too much. After it goes in, it'll feel good."

"Okay Blake."

"Just relax okay?"

"I'll try."

"Atta boy." Blake reached underneath Justin, and caressed the boy's cock with his oily, lubricated hand. He was glad to find that Justin was still erect and excited. He felt the smooth cock trembling and twitching in his fingers.

Now ready to mount the boy, he held his cock in his other hand, positioned it against the boy's bumhole, and pushed, very gently and very slowly, until the head of his prick entered the dark recesses of Justin's ass. The boy gasped sharply, and Blake whispered to him to relax. He slid his fingers slowly along the shaft of the boy's erection, and Justin began to buck his hips slowly in rhythm with the older man's caress. In doing so, he forced Blake's cockhead a bit deeper, until it was completely embedded in his stretched asshole.

'So far, so good, ' thought Blake to himself. He began jacking off Justin a bit more vigorously, and the boy responded, wiggling his hips. Justin's cock was pulsating in his slippery hand, and Blake could feel the boy's sphincter squeezing his cockhead, drawing him deeper inside.

Before either of them realized it, Blake's cock was halfway inside Justin's incredibly tight, warm rectum. "OUCH!" Justin protested. "That hurts Blake." Blake felt the boy's ass tighten, trying to expel the invading cock.

"Sorry kiddo. Let me just stay still for a sec, 'til you get used to it." He circled his fingers around the boy's steely erection and slid them back and forth, maintaining a slow, steady rhythm. With his other hand, he caressed the boy's smooth asscheeks. Justin groaned, and Blake felt the asshole loosening, welcoming his cock once again. He pushed gently, and in one smooth motion, he buried himself to the hilt. The boy yelped softly, but it was less from pain than surprise.

"Mmm, your ass is so nice," sighed Blake. "How does that feel kiddo?"

"Okay... okay Blake... kind of weird." His voice betrayed both apprehension and arousal. "I don't know if you should go any farther in though okay?"

Blake smiled. "I'm as far as I can go Justin - it's all the way in."

"It is?"

"Mmm hmm. And it feels wonderful." Blake was beside himself with lust. The boy's virgin asshole was so incredibly tight, squeezing and massaging his oiled shaft. He began to slide in and out, fucking the boy slowly and gently. And the boy responded - he bucked his hips back and forth in unison with the older man's thrusts. He moaned softly, obviously enjoying this newfound stimulation.

"Oh God, this feels good," groaned Blake. "Do you like it Justin?"

"Mmm, yeah," came the boy's breathless reply. "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Blake fucked the boy with a little more vigor, but still gently. He knew that there was no way in hell he was going to be able to prevent himself from cumming quickly. He wanted the two of them to come together, so he increased the pace of his pumping the boy's cock.

"Ooh, that feels good Blake," sighed the boy. "I LIKE that." He was meeting Blake stroke for stroke, bucking his hips obscenely back and forth. Blake's prick slid smoothly and easily in and out of the hot bumhole, as he pumped his fingers up and down the youngster's throbbing prick. They were both moaning and breathless.

"Mmm, just like that Blake!" Justin cried out. "Mmm, yeah... yes!"

Blake's fist was a blur on the boy's prick. Suddenly, Justin cried out loudly. His entire body tensed, and he began bucking violently as he ejaculated. Blake felt the warmth of the boy's cum coating his hand, lubricating the cock even further. And the excitement of the boy's orgasm had an effect on Blake, and he was coming too, deep inside Justin's hot ass. His prick throbbed and spasmed as a hot load of semen squirted into the depths of the youngster's ass.

They cried out again and again in unison, their bodies bucking and writhing in wanton abandon as they came. Blake's sperm further lubricated his cock, and it now made a liquid slapping sound as it plunged in and out of the boy's stretched asshole. And all the while, he pumped his fist back and forth along Justin's smooth, shiny cock, as the boy's cock squirted cum again and again onto the bedspread beneath him.

And finally, the two of them collapsed in a sweaty heap, as Blake's semi-hard cock popped out of the boy's asshole. They lay there together, panting and heaving. Blake sighed contentedly. Damn, that was incredible, he thought. He had now fucked two virgin assholes in three days, and a mother and son combination to boot!

After awhile, Justin announced that he'd better get home. "My Mom should be back from shopping," he said. "I don't want her to worry about me."

"Okay kiddo. Let's get cleaned up."

Meg woke up the next morning to a wet and windy day. She yawned and stretched, cozy inside the sheets. Her mind drifted back to the day before, to her incredible, first-ever lesbian experience. God, Katie was so hot! She had no idea such pleasure could be had at the hands of another woman (or a girl).

She looked out the window. Raindrops were splashing against the glass - what a dreary day. She decided she'd need to do without her customary morning swim, so she just laid there for awhile, staring at the ceiling and thinking. She could hear the sound of the television - Justin was up. Unfortunately, he was already in bed when she got home the night before. Anxious to see him, to wish him a good morning, she hopped out of bed, deciding she would make him a nice, hearty breakfast.

Meg stood in front of the stove. Inexplicably, she found that her mind was doing flip-flops. Perhaps the rain was altering her mood. Once again, she was having trouble coming to grips with the fact that her relationship with Justin had changed in profound ways, in a way that was very different than other mothers and sons. The last few days, she felt her acceptance of the situation was growing. But today she was wracked with guilt, and there was no getting around it. But at the same time, her newfound sexual freedom was overwhelmingly exciting. How could she deny her physical needs?

And what about yesterday's experience with the young girl Katie? It has seemed SO right at the time. Now, though, she wasn't sure...

She was equally tormented by her feelings for Blake. These last few days had been emotionally exhausting, and he was at the center of it all. Here was a strong, virile man, attractive, a great sense of humor - all things that had been absent in her failed marriage. She almost felt that she was falling in love with him.

On the other hand, he had seduced her teenage son. And he had seduced her. How could she love such a man?

She cracked a couple of eggs into the cast iron skillet and threw the empty shells into the sink with frustration. Dammit!

She and Justin spent the rest of the day together. She felt that today it would be best to be the mother she had always been. She and Justin played scrabble for a while... she even joined him on his computer to play a few video games. All in all, it was a good day, a day shared with her son.

But that night, she couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned, naked beneath the cotton sheets. Now, in the darkness of her room, she found herself thinking of Justin not as a mother, but as a lover. And she thought of Katie. Katie's creamy pussy, Justin's hard cock... but always her thoughts returned to Blake.

She lay there in the darkness, listening to the night sounds filtering through the open bedroom window. Somewhere out there in the forest, an owl hooted. She heard the faint sound of Justin coughing over in his bedroom. The rain had ended, but she could her the water still dripping off the trees.

Meg rolled over onto back and stared into the darkness. She ran her fingertips idly over her stomach, ran them up along her ribcage, along the sides of her lolling breasts. God, she was horny! She needed to cum, preferably while being fucked. She toyed with the idea of visiting Justin in his bed, but shook it off. Best to let him sleep. She wished Blake were here...

She caressed her nipples, feeling them harden between her fingertips. Her pussy was tingling. She began to glide her hands down her stomach, but then pulled them away in angry frustration. She wanted to cum, but not by her own hand. She needed to be fucked! She threw the sheet off of her, grabbed her cell phone from the nightstand, and tiptoed down the hall, in search of the little slip of paper bearing Blake's number.

After rummaging through the kitchen drawer, she found it and smiled triumphantly. She punched the seven digits with trembling fingers. The phone rang five times, then six. Maybe she should hang up... this was crazy! But just as she was about to disconnect, she heard Blake's sleepy voice. "Hello?"

She paused, uncertain. "Hello?" Blake asked again.

Meg cleared her throat nervously. "Blake... it's Meg."

"Meg! How are you? Um, is anything wrong?"

"No. I'm... I'm sorry I'm calling so late. It's just that...". She giggled nervously. "I'm horny. Can I come over?"

Blake opened the door, wearing a bathrobe and a big grin. "Come on in Meg," he said with amusement. "If you're horny, you've come to the right place."

Meg entered the familiar, cozy living room, and Blake closed the door behind her. She spun around, and the two of them faced each other, Meg smiling nervously. She shifted her weight from foot to foot, and gazed shyly up into Blake's eyes. What should she say? Unthinking, impetuous in her horniness, she heard herself blurt out: "I need to be fucked Blake."

Blake was taken aback by her boldness, but he watched with growing interest and desire as she pulled her tee shirt up and over her head. She unzipped her shorts, and let them fall down her long, tanned legs. She wore no bra or panties, and she stood there nude in front of Blake, and allowed his appreciative eyes to roam up and down her nude body. Blake untied the belt of his robe, and let it fall to his feet. Meg's eyes were drawn to his cock, rising before her very eyes.

Without speaking, they fell into each other's arms and kissed each other deeply, their hands roaming over each other's naked bodies. Meg pushed her breasts against Blake's muscular chest and shoved her tongue deeply into his warm, sucking mouth. Their tongues danced against each other hungrily, until Meg finally broke off the kiss with a breathless gasp. She ground her pelvis against his thigh and moaned. Blake's steely erection was throbbing against her stomach.

"God, I've missed you," Meg whispered. She desired him with every inch of her being. But there was something she needed to say first. She needed to clear the air with him. She pulled subtly away from him and looked into his eyes. She swallowed nervously and sighed.

"I was angry with you Blake."

He nodded. "I know. Are you still mad?" He ran his fingers like a comb through her silky brown hair.

She looked away and smiled ruefully. "Sometimes I am, and sometimes I'm not. Now, I'm not."

He stood silently, caressing her hair, and let her continue. "I think what you did was wrong, and at first I was furious at you. But now, after these last few days, I think I understand. And sometimes... sometimes I don't feel that it's so wrong."

Blake put his strong hands on her shoulders, and massaged her tenderly. Meg could feel herself melting under his touch. She let herself fall against his strong chest, and she felt tears stinging her eyes.

"I had sex... with... with Justin again," she said haltingly. "And I enjoyed it." Her chest heaved, and she cried lightly as Blake drew her close. "I'm a terrible mother," she sobbed.

He nuzzled her sweet, perfumed hair and whispered to her comfortingly. "Shhh. It's okay Meg. Don't be hard on yourself."

Meg sniffed. It was like a huge weight was lifted from her shoulders. Revealing her shame, and telling Blake her secret thoughts and desires was having a therapeutic effect.

Blake continued. "Having sex with him doesn't mean you're a bad person Meg. I've seen Justin since that night. HE doesn't think you're a terrible mother."

Meg nodded against Blake's shoulder. "I know he doesn't." She snuggled against him even closer, feeling his warmth envelop her and permeate her naked body. His erection was pressed against her groin, and she rubbed against it, stimulating herself. She needed him so bad, but she wanted to finish what she had to say. "I'm going to have sex with him again. I know that now. I... I want to have sex with BOTH of you again."

Blake closed his eyes and sighed with relief. This was working out better than he had ever hoped it would. She drew away and looked him in the eyes again. "I think it's because I trust you to be good to us Blake. Do you understand?"

He nodded, as she continued. She looked away doubtfully, licked her lips, and then brought her eyes to his again. "I think I'm falling for you Blake."

He was taken aback. His eyes widened with shock. This was incredible, unexpected, and much more than he had bargained for. He didn't know what to say. But as he looked into her big brown eyes, he felt an unfamiliar emotion welling up inside him. This WAS turning into something more than he had planned for, but that wasn't a bad thing. It was pleasant, VERY pleasant. A couple of weeks before, he had set out with a plan to get into this woman's pants, and nothing more. But since then, he now realized, something more had happened. He liked her... he liked her a LOT. She was witty and pretty, his equal in intelligence... and he even liked Justin.

Her gaze was boring into him, her big eyes bright and shiny. He gulped. He didn't know what to say, and then he just decided to acknowledge what he felt. "I think I'm falling for you too Meg."

They stared at one another, a long intense stare. And then a smile played at the corner of Blake's lips, and she smiled back, a broad, happy smile. And then they laughed merrily, and she pressed against him, and they kissed deeply and passionately, their hands roaming over one another with urgency and abandon. They pressed against one another, she pushing her groin against his powerful erection.

"God, I want you so bad! I need it now!" she gasped.

"Let's go to the bedroom."

"No! Now. Right here on the carpet."

Blake chuckled, and the two of them sank into the deep, plush rug that covered the living room floor. They kissed briefly, but passionately, and Blake nuzzled the nape of her neck. He pecked the soft, tender skin delicately with his lips.

"God, I can't wait Blake," Meg groaned. "No foreplay necessary." She paused, her breasts heaving with passion. "In fact, THIS is how I want it." And before Blake knew what was happening, Meg flipped over onto her stomach.

"From behind?"

"In my ass."

"Oh my," he groaned. His interest had perked up a notch.

She sprawled out, spread her legs wide and tilted her shapely ass toward the ceiling, in clear invitation to him. He knelt on the floor behind her, admiring her round, firm butt cheeks, the tight puckered hole winking out from between them. He leaned forward, and touched his tongue to her asshole.

She squealed at the sensation, reached her hand beneath her and began frigging her wet pussy. "Oh yes," she gasped. "God how I love that!" Blake lapped at her tight, musky hole with his long tongue, coating it with his saliva, and soon her fingers were a blur as she masturbated herself.

Meg was unbearably horny. The touch of Blake's tongue on her ass was delicious - until he had first put his mouth there a few days earlier, she hadn't dreamed that her asshole could be such an erogenous zone. But she wanted more! And Blake seemed to want it too, for he pulled away, and soon, Meg sensed him kneeling behind her, ready to mount her.

Blake spit on his fingers and rubbed them over his swollen cockhead, lubricating it. He wedged it against Meg's slippery, tight asshole and paused. "Do you want me to fuck you Meg?" he asked slyly.

"God yes!" she gasped. "I NEED it!"

Blake pushed forward, and the length of his prick entered her hot, dark hole, inch by glorious inch. Meg screamed at the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure, and her sphincter squeezed him like a vise. He was afraid he was going to cum before he even started, and he paused with his cock only half buried in her ass. But Meg bucked her hips upward, and impaled herself on his erection. Blake grit his teeth and moaned. He nearly had an orgasm right then and there, but the moment passed, and soon he was able to begin ass fucking her.

He fucked her asshole forcefully, harder than he had ever fucked anyone before. He was afraid he would hurt her, but the harder he fucked her, the more she moaned with pleasure. He drove Meg deeply into the carpeting, and they fucked each other like savage beasts, sweating profusely and crying out with passion. Meg's fingers snaked beneath her and she manipulated her swollen, slippery clit as Blake thrust deeply into her rectum, and soon she could feel her orgasm approaching.

"Oh yes, oh yes, OH GOD YES!" she screamed. "FUCK MY ASS BLAKE!"

And that scream of passion set Blake off. He groaned loudly, and plunged his cock as deep as he could and held it there. His throbbing pulsating prick fired spurt after spurt of hot molten cum deep inside her, and all the while she writhed and convulsed in a violent frenzy beneath him. She screamed like a wild animal, urging him to fuck her, to fuck her as hard as he could. She thrust her ass against him as he pounded into her. They used each other to get themselves off.

Their mutual orgasm gradually subsided in intensity, and the two lovers gradually came back to earth, flushed and sweating after their exertion. Blake's cock softened inside Meg's warm, tight asshole as he hugged her tightly. Meg was weeping softly from the physical and emotional release of her orgasm.

"My God," she whispered. "I don't know what's come over me... every time I've cum these last few days, it's harder than the last."

Blake chuckled softly. "Nothing wrong with that Meg."

"No, I guess not," she replied. "It's just that I guess I hadn't realized how sex-starved I've become these last few years."

"Well, hopefully I've cured that." He brushed his fingers over her sweat-matted hair, pulling it from her eyes. The two of them lay comfortably, nestled like spoons. Blake's soft cock was still wedged inside her warm, clinging asshole.

Meg was sore, but it had been worth it. God, if only she could have Blake to fuck every day! On the other hand, why not? After all, he lived only a short walk away. But she frowned when she remembered that the summer was fast coming to an end. Soon, she'd have to go back to the city to start another school year. She was going to lose Blake. And worst of all, she'd lose Justin to her ex-husband yet again. But she brushed aside the thought fiercely. There were still a couple of weeks left to the summer, and she intended to enjoy them to the fullest. Blake and Justin... and Katie! She had almost forgotten. The girl was scheduled to come on Saturday. Only a few days away! Would she keep her promise?

She nestled against Blake's warm body as she thought about the girl. She hadn't figured out yet what she was going to tell Justin about Katie. Or what she would tell Blake for that matter. She really ought to tell them. For one thing, she had to let them know that it was critical that they not tell the girl about the special relationship she and Justin and Blake shared. She had already told Katie about Blake - no harm there. But it wouldn't do if Katie knew about the incestuous relationship Meg was having with Justin. God that would be a disaster! What if Katie were to find out and tell someone about it?

Well, she ought to tell Blake at least. It would be a bit embarrassing to reveal such a secret thing. But still... She cleared her throat and began: "You wanna know something?"

"Hmmm? What is it?"

"I'm getting company on Saturday. At least, I HOPE I am."

"You are? Who?"

"A girl I met at the mall." And she told Blake everything. About meeting Katie for the second time in the swimsuit store. About how they had flirted with one another. About the incredible sex she and the girl had shared. And about how they made plans to get together this coming weekend.

Blake was speechless. His cock, still nestled inside Meg's warm asshole, was getting hard again. "My God Meg... that's incredible! Have you ever had sex with another woman before?"

Meg shook her head. "No. I mean, I guess I've sort of thought about what it would be like, but I never thought I would actually DO it. It's just that she was so sexy, so sweet... it felt right." She paused, suddenly overcome with embarrassment, but then continued haltingly. "I... I guess I'm feeling a little guilty though. She's very young."