Virgo invites classmate over, to pursue a more honorable deflowering.

By Millsy Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Why is there a dice on your telly?"

"Oh, no reason,” I winked at her.

She plucked it off the top of the TV and threw it onto the bed. Up rolled the 6.

"Want to try again,” I asked.

"Where's the prize list. What do I get for a 6,” She smiled, setting her wine glass down and laying back on the bed.

"There isn't one. What do you say, three each. I do the odds, you do the evens?"

"Pen?"

I
wrote mine down and put the paper upside down on the dresser. I'd gone
for a gentle break-in. 1 was a three minute snog, 3 was a tit sucking,
and 5 was a full strip down to nothing. Basically it was nothing that
she hadn't already done. I had no idea what she'd written down for the
evens, and she laid her piece of paper down on top of mine. "Who goes
first,” She asked.

"You
do. And if you don't want to do it you can back out at any time. No
pressure,” I assured her. I placed the dice in the palm of her hand.
"Roll it, baby."

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