Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses,places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner.Any resemb...ance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events ispurely coincidental.RTPART ONE -- THE LOSER1A -- MONTH ONE -- REALIZEThe sex was bad. I knew it was me. I had not been into it. My vagina hadremained dry. My nipples had remained flat. My heart had remainedunresponsive. My young stud hadn't turned me on. Again. Same as theprevious buck.. He appeared in front of me, starting to strip down again, talking as he went. “I talk, he listened, and you’re free from the rest of the period. Which is about… thirty minuets.” He was naked again, wile I just had my shirt on. He kicked his leg over the bench and then kissed me on more time, slowly rubbing my erection. Pre shot out like a pistol and into his hand. He gave a small laugh as he pulled away.“Ready for round two?” He ask spitting into his hand into a manly manner, and then rubbing. I looked up to see the figure of a woman outlined against the brightness of the sun. As the door shut I got a better view of who had just entered the train. She had shoulder length black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Her figure was just right, not skinny like you see in the magazines. She must have been in her middle thirties and what I would call fit! She was wearing one of those white knee length dresses that have buttons all the way down the front and are light and cool in this sort of. Raja please apne lund ko meri chut mein pelkar phad do meri chut ko. Hay apne lund ka pani meri chut ko pilakar iski pyaas bujha do.”Who kafi experience tha. Mujhe siskarte dekhkara samajh gaya ki laundiya pailne ke liye taiyaar hai. Meri bechaini dekhkar wah muskarane laga. Wah mujhse alag huwa aur apne kaprey utarne laga. Jab wah nanga huwa tu uska uncut, mota lamba lund azad hokar fudakne laga. Who dikhney mein bohat kaala tha. Fir meine uske hard lund ko pakda tu mera badan kaapne laga..