The story gets off to a rather tame start. Ch. 1 establishes the main characters, and has very little sexual content. What there is, is very youthful,...naïve, discovery oriented. In Ch. 2 things become more Literotic.) : : : : : In Brian’s earliest memory of his special ability, he was sitting in his high chair. His mom was dividing her attention between ironing, folding, and feeding him a snack, some sort of finger food. She was taking far too long getting him his next bite. Brian perked up. Thrusting my full, taut breasts forward so he could see my nipples practically bursting out of the thin fabric containing them, I walked slowly up to him, using the ancient female technique we call the Slut Strut, placing one foot directly in front of the other, causing my hips to swivel as I got nearer.By the time I reached him, he was practically panting, and I noticed with a thrill down my spine the growing bulge in his track pants. "But I'll tell you what," I breathed, "For now, I'll settle. I accept her offer and she sits done across from me at the table and we start talking. I feel her foot touch mine. I look down and her her say. Sorry I didn’t think I’d hit your foot. I smile and tell her no problem. I didn’t mind. As we keep up the conversation it happens again except this time she doesn’t pull back. Just looks at me and smiles. My response is to play footsie back. Then she says “are you surprised at my actions”? I said no. I like it. She smiles and winks at me. I look at her. My name is Vikas and I am from Kolkata. I am 25 years of age right now average body and very sexually impassioned passion. I may not be a good writer but shall try to assault you well my first experiences goes as such.I was a small kid. I was in class 5 studying in one of d boys convents in Darjeeling. I had enough knowledge of sex at this age it was a bit weird about such knowledge at this age groups. I was sexually aroused by any women body as for my frustration it happened in the winters.