The first orgasm was sharp and piercing. Way different than any other orgasm I had ever felt before. I could feel my clit erupt in pleasure as it quic...ly filled the rest of my body. My legs quivered and my spine felt weak with pleasure, so much so that I had to lie back with my face and ears just above the water. My nipples felt like a beautiful fire as I roughly groped at my breasts, milking as much pleasure I could with each grope. Each wave of ecstasy left my mouth in a gentle, breathless. At least you don't need to wear one of those garish ankle monitors. Still, the situation itself is an insult.Maybe you could've seen this coming, maybe not. You were never all that great at reading women, isolated as you were growing up. High school was a bit of a shock, and given your lack of socialization, the logical thing to do was retreat into yourself. And yeah, that painted you as kind of a weirdo. So did all the damn straight A's you seemed to get. You were slated for valedictorian for. Her urgent need had made him hot and there was no stopping now as both hands held her ass and squeezed her cheeks hard. It was this way that he carried her to the bedroom while she kissed and bite at his neck and ear.He threw her on the bed and stripped off his shirt, shoes and pants leaving only his boxers before he bent down to strip her. His hands clumsily undid the buttons of her blouse kissing the bare skin as it showed paying special attention to the cleavage between her sweet tits. . But nevertheless, he remembered their thrilling yet sweet first encounter and almost got wet in the airplane itself.In the meantime, back at our apartment, Anita was elated that Kiran had taken her threat seriously and disappeared. Now Reddy was all hers to woo, and the best time to get his full attention was in the afternoons. The gym normally remains crowded in the early morning or the evening hours. But the afternoons were always comparatively empty, and that is when Reddy can give more.