This story may bore you. But this is foundation to my next stories. So, be patient and read the story.I am 20 now. I am from southern Andhra Pradesh. ... live in a town called Nellore. I look good. Just good. I am not an athlete or a body builder. But have a lot of interest in sex. My tool is 16 cm long. I am a bit shy type and respects girls. My sister is 17 now. She is a white skinned college girl. I do not know about measurements but she has an attractive body.This happened when I was 19.This. " I like to be neat," I said. "Tea or coffee?"She followed me into the kitchen. It wasn't much, like I'd said I didn'thave much cash, but it was clean and filled with cool stuff I'd found incharity shops."There's a girl," she said, running her fingers along the edge of aworktop, as though she was going to find dust or grease on it."Just me." You're gay?"I shook my head. "Not a bit of it. Just neat." Tea. White, one. Please." Phone's on there," I pointed."Cheers." Kirsty started looking through. All started well for Walter and he raced into an early lead. After the first nine holes, Walter began to have a bad few holes and started to fall behind, he was beginning to wonder how to could payoff his bet. Don and Bob began to mock Walter saying they would accept an evening with Walter's wife. Instead of feeling angry at this suggestion Walter felt his cock begin to swell.Shela had often admired both Don and Bob but Walter still wondered how she would react. Walter's game really began to go. The crisp night air caused my skin to tingle. I threw down the cig on the ground and lifted myself up onto the hood of the car.I left the ignition so that the radio would continue to play. Sitting on the hood of the car, I could feel not only the vibrations from the base of the music but the heat on my bare ass from the engine.Mmm my hands felt so good on my body! So good that I slipped off my dress, walked back to retrieve my ring vibrator and returned to the hood of the car. Chills ran.