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Looking at her I understood exactly what she meant. She continued,

"Sex was not a priority for me as I was content in just being who I was. As a result I only had sex a few times before I met Hank and it was just that; sex. Once was when I was 18 at a party; the young man I was with thought I was a girl. He was older than me and very handsome. There was drinking and some pot-smoking and other couples were making out. We were sitting in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall. The lights were off and the only light came from some candles. He had been drinking and smoking and was in and out of consciousness occasionally smiling broadly as it was clear he felt no pain.

I couldn't help looking at the bulge between his legs. I had fantasized numerous times about having a man in my mouth. I looked up and saw that everyone was making out and boldly reached over to touch him on the thigh. I felt guilty knowing he was helpless but I knew what I wanted. When I reached up and fondled him I could tell he wasn't wearing underpants.

I continued to run my hand over him before tightening my grip and squeezing him. He moaned as he got very hard which was exciting. Again I looked around the room as though I was doing something wrong and didn't want to be discovered. I put my hand on his zipper and slowly pulled it down getting excited as though I was a bank-robber about to pull off a heist. Looking at his face I saw him smiling though his eyes were still closed. Seeing he was enjoying the contact I unbuttoned the top of his pants spreading the two flaps apart so I could see him. I guess I did things in steps. Once seeing him, I wanted to take him in my hand and feel him, which I did of course. Next I wanted to kiss him so that I could feel how it would feel against my lips, which was incredibly exciting for me causing my own stirrings between my legs.

Looking around again and seeing everyone preoccupied I leaned down kissing him causing yet another moan from him.