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My First Time Was Group Sex: Three Fun And Dirty Adventures

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My First Time Was Group Sex: Three Fun And Dirty Adventures

Autor: Cleo Carnell
Czyta: Abby Filsinger
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These three fun and cozy first-time stories are all about exploring with your friends in a safe environment. But that doesn’t mean they aren’t utterly filthy. What better way to give up your V-card than with a good old-fashioned group sex session?

Contains the following previously published stories:

My First Time Was A Threesome

When my best friend, Paige, finally got a boyfriend before me, I never expected to be in the room when they had sex. But I enjoyed watching it, almost as much as they enjoyed me being there.

That’s when Paige made a filthy suggestion. Why not let her boyfriend take my V-card in the filthiest, most unforgettable way possible… a threesome.

My First Time Was A Foursome

I never thought my first time would be like this. My friends and I were tired of waiting for the "right guy" to come along, so we decided to take matters into our own hands. We found a college guy who was willing to help us all lose our virginities... at the same time.

My First Time Was A Fivesome

I moved into my new dorm, hoping for calm roommates and quiet study sessions. But my new roomies had a very different curriculum in mind. When they heard that I’d never done it before, they couldn’t wait to set me up with a couple of their male hockey friends.

Before I knew it, they were helping me trade my high-waisted cotton briefs for emerald lace and telling me there was no need for a bra. They didn't just prepare me; they broke me in before the men arrived, two massive, muscled hockey players ready to claim what was left.

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