-He's a friend. He's cute. You are going to like him.

-Are you sure? Can we trust him?

-I'm sure.

I couldn't trust my feelings, that was a fact. I was so horny that I was desperate for a penis. Any penis. I didn't care about “who”, I just cared about “when” and “when” was “right now”. Paige was very worried about my well-being, so she made a proposal. She would find men, and then arrange a date. The final decision, though, would be mine. She would be my go-between.

At that point I neither wanted nor needed to pretend. I wasn't looking for friends, boyfriends, or long relationships. I wanted to go directly to the point. I didn't need a restaurant. I didn't need to watch a movie. I didn't need to take a walk, talk about the future, feelings, tastes, whatever, whatever. So the guy, whose name I didn't care, was coming to our apartment. He already knew for what purpose.

-Are you going to dress like this?

-Why?- I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Normal clothes for a normal day, because it was a friday and I had had classes at the morning.- What's wrong?

-He has to be also in the mood, you know?

-Should I dress sexier?

Paige knew the guy's tastes better than I, so I let her give me some advises. We chose a short pleated skirt and a t-shirt with a big heart drawn in the middle that showed my navel. We added white cotton underwear, a pink headband and low heeled shoes. I was looking at my reflection on the mirror and I was feeling ridiculous.

-Do you like it?

-I look like a teenager.

-No.- She hugged me from behind.- You look like a sexy teenager.

-But...

She put his face beside mine and caressed my cheek with hers. With her left hand caressed my tummy circling my navel with her finger. With her other hand caressed my ass cheek first, and my inner thigh later.

Over the last weeks I had been discovering more and more erogenous zones along my body. In fact, it was like if all my body was a erogenous zone. Her right hand had continued its advance and was already caressing my mound. She kissed my neck several times and left her face there, so the air coming out of her nose was igniting my flames even more.

-All this hair has to go.

-What...?- My voice sounded like a moan. Without me noticing her right hand had entered my panties and was toying with my hair.

-The hair has to go. And I want your pearl studs here.- She whispered after nibbling my earlobe. Her left hand was cupping my left breast.

-Yes...- I moaned again. My brain turned off for a moment.

-What are you doing!?- She put her hand on my mouth.

-What?

-You have kissed me.

-Really?

-Yeah.- She smiled.

The situation musted be funny for her, indeed. I wasn't in the mood for jokes, though. I wanted to kiss her. I had been thinking on that for weeks. I wanted kisses, and much more. But I didn't know how to tell her. At least she didn't seem offended by the kiss.



I shaved myself as Paige had said. Clearly this dude wanted to fuck a teenager. Ok, then. I wanted a hard penis inside me, so a little performance was acceptable.

-What are you going to do?

-Why?- Paige still had a half smile on the corner of her lips.- Do you want a threesome?

-No!- I wasn't so sure about that “no”. She was joking, so I should do the same.- Funny. You're so funny...- I tried to smile convincingly.

-I don't know what am I going to do. I will go somewhere and do something.

-So...- The incident with the kiss made me realize something. Paige was single but that could change at any time. She was pretty and fit. She never had had any problem making out with men.- What about you? What are you going to do with your..., love live?

-Why? Do you want to fuck also my next boyfriend, slut?

-That's not fair! I didn't...

-Yes, I know, I know...- She interrupted me.- I don't know... I'm fine right now. Besides, you might be jealous, don't you?- She was joking again.

-Very funny...



Paige's friend was about to come, and I was a bit nervous. She hugged me so tightly that her breasts were pressing against mine. Then she grabbed my ass cheeks with her hands and kissed me just below my ear, which I liked a lot and she knew.

-Have fun my beautiful horny slut.- She was whispering again and driving me mad with desire.- Once he's gone, take a shower, put on your latex panties and come to my bed.

-Your...- I was moaning and panting again.- Bed?

-Yes, I'm going to want details.



The guy arrived a few minutes late. For some reason I was very nervous, like if it was my first man, which wasn't. Three weeks had passed since the night at the pub and I had even less control over my feelings. So, maybe, I was nervous because I was afraid of losing control and making something stupid. Maybe, I was nervous because my best friend wasn't there protecting me from myself.

-Hello..., Liza? I'm Ted.

-Yes..., yes. Come.- He sat on the couch.- Do you want something to drink...?

-No, thanks. Errrr, should we go to the bedroom?

-Are you in a hurry?- The guy clearly wasn't interested in chatting.

-No..., no, I'm not. It's just that your friend, Paige, said that you are shy and that I should take the initiative.

-Oh.- So my friend was still there. Knowing this I calmed down a bit.- Ok, let's begin, then.

I took him to my bedroom and sat on my bed. He sat on the other side and a awkward silence filled the room. I couldn't really understand myself that day. I was with a stranger, in my bedroom, dressed like a slutty teenager and behaving like a prude virgin. It was the moment to make a choice. Did I want to fuck? Yes. Was the guy cute? Yes. Did he like me? Apparently yes. So what was the problem? None, there wasn't any problem.

I sat beside him, looked him in the eyes, cupped his chin and caressed his lips. Then I took his hand and guided it to my crotch so he could touch me there and notice that I was already wet. He couldn't know that I had been wet all the day..., and the previous one..., and probably all the week. He got his hand into my panties and rubbed my lips.

-So...- I purred with my sexiest voice.- What are we waiting for?

He rubbed a bit more and the rational part of my brain left me for going somewhere else. The rest of the scene is quite blurry. I remember him taking of my panties, while I helped him with his trousers. A bit later I was lying down with him on top of me and inside me, while I was trying to take off my t-shirt. A blinking later I was on my side and he was behind me and inside me, cupping my breasts, both of us totally naked. Another blinking later and I was on top riding him like a horse and moaning so loudly that I scared myself and probably also the neighbors. I didn't even try to count the orgasms, besides, a lady doesn't talk about that.

-So..., do you need a shower?- Once the fire was under control, we were lying down on the bed in silence.

-I think I'm leaving now. I will shower at my place. Would you want to..., you know..., again?

-Well, I will talk with Paige. She has your phone number.

-Ok.- He smilled, I could tell that he wanted another appointment. Surely, I did want.



For the first time in weeks I didn't need to masturbate in the shower for being satisfied. Also for the first time I didn't hesitate when I put on the latex panties. I had had enough. I got in Paige's bed and fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up the next morning, what I saw surprised me a lot. I hadn't realized that I wasn't wearing anything besides the latex panties. But that wasn't the most shocking. Paige was also dressed only with some cotton panties and was hugging me tightly with her forehead touching my right cheek and her right leg between mine, her thigh pressing on my crotch. Additionally my right arm was surrounding her back and my right leg's thigh was also pressing on her crotch. I was alone when I fell asleep so our weird romantic hug was her decision.

I wanted to pee, but I didn't want to wake her up because, well..., our weird romantic hug was amazing. She was a bit prettier than me, a bit taller than me, and her breasts were a bit bigger. She began dating boys before me, so she had always been my counselor. Mainly because she had had before all the dramas I might ever had had. When I had sex for the first time she knew what to do. When I broke up with my first boyfriend she also knew what to do. And when my parents discovered one of my joints for the first time she also knew what to do. I had always thought that she would get married before, but after what happened with Warren...

She woke up, and rubbed her arm against my side and her thigh against my crotch, sending shivers through my spine. Her hand reached my left breast and cupped it. She kissed my weak spot, on my neck just below my ear.

-Did you have fun last night, slut?

-It was amazing.- I moaned. My heart was begining another race and my lungs couldn't keep its pace. She caressed my nipple with her thumb.

-So, am I a good go-between?

-Yes!- I moaned louder when she kissed my weak spot again.

-Do you want to meet some other of my friends?- She kept rubing her thigh against my crotch. It was shielded but I still could feel everything.

-Yes!- I moaned again. She kept caressing my breast and rubbing my crotch.

-Good.