We were meeting each other whenever we got time and fucking whenever we got a chance in that forest. That forest became a regular sex spot for us. I a... ignoring these since they are just ordinary sex stories.I would like to share all the interesting and thrilling sex encounters I had in my stories. In the next part, I would like to describe how In Townhall, Coimbatore, there is a theatre (name starts with C). People in Coimbatore would know it. My gf Shilpa and I decided to go to a movie. It. " I believe you, Nina. But you're my wife, and what husband wouldn't do this for his wife? It's settled. Money isn't going to be your problem, Nina." Thank you, husband."The waitress that brought us our food and refills for the coffee overheard that comment. I was one of her regulars. She looked at us both. "Married?"Nina smiled. "Mmm-hmmm ... this is where he takes girls on a honeymoon..."The waitress laughed. "Well, Mister Dan, I'd've never figured you to remarry. But she's a doll." Thank. After a few real sucks, it was out of my mouth as I kissed the head, ran my tongue around the ridge behind it, tried to push my tongue into the little slit on top, licked all along the underside, fondled the sac beneath it, each action alternating with full sucking. Meanwhile, Debbie sat on my legs, caressing and sucking my nipples. I could feel a huge load building up inside him. After all, I had interrupted him before he finished with Debbie, then watched him stroke himself as she and I ate. Jay knew this wasn’t the kind of think he could talk about openly with anyone, and that seemed to make it worse. He wanted to experience it for real, he craved it, but how, where could he fulfill this overwhelming needs?When a friend asked if he wanted to spend the night, Jay could not help but imagine the possibilities. He didn’t think his friend had the same, unspoken urges as him, but still. That night, he couldn’t sleep. He knew the object of his lust, desires and dreams was only a few feet.