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At the time this takes place I was a junior in high school. I was single and not very experienced when it came down to getting to it. Needless to say, I was a late bloomer in the sex department. At the time I had only been with one girl in my life. It was the beginning of September and I was living at my Dad's. It was around 11 pm on a Saturday night, and being a junior in high school and a video game playing nerd, I didn’t have any place better to be than at home. Everyone was in bed, and I was online talking to some friends. My ex, the one who took my virginity came online and we started talking. She informed me that she was in the next town over for the night staying in a hotel room with one of her friends. With me not having a car at the time, I was kicking myself in the ass for not having one. She asked me if I would like to come stay with her and her friend. I accepted the invite with no hesitation. With that, they were on there way to pick me up. I snuck out the back door. Once we were high Danny and Steve talked about work as I curled up sleepily in Danny’s lap. As they talked Danny was caressing my bare tummy between my shorts and my bikini top. I languished under his soft touch for a few minutes until he lovingly raised my chin and brought his lips to mine in a soft sensual kiss. I turned toward him and returned his kiss passionately as he massaged my ass through my shorts with his strong hand. As our lips parted I gazed into Danny’s gorgeous eyes while his hand slid up my back and began to undo the buttons of my top. ‘But Steve’s…’ I started to say. ‘Relax,’ he whispered as he unfastened the back of my bikini. Offering no resistance I peered up at him realizing what he wanted me to do. ‘But what about Erika?,’ I reminded him feeling guilty. ‘She will never know,’ Danny assured me and then he slowly slid the strap of my suit down my arm. ‘Danny, please…’ I whined still unable to shake the guilt. Ignoring my plea he pulled the little bikini top off.
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