The more I read, the more and more turned on I was becoming, the more extreme the stories, the more excited I was getting. I didn’t even realise I h...d done it, but my hand was down my pants and before I knew it, I was cumming. My mind was awash. Could I really do it?So a day later, I broke the silence and spoke, I asked him one question. "Why?" He told me it had been a fantasy of his for a long time, he said the thought of me enjoying sex, purely for the sake of sex was so erotic to him. I. Damn! Damn! Curvaceous! Boobilicious! Horny bitch!FROM DIARY OF SIKHA24th march’17From last day’s travel and wild sessions with Rupesh, I was sore. Today at the breakfast, we postponed the plan of sightseeing Gangtok as it was raining and foggy all around. I could sense there was something going on between Supriya and Musaafir. Fuck their issues!I asked Rupesh to accompany me to the room.“So, what’s the plan?”, Rupesh.“Care to watch a movie?”, Myself“But let me light some firewood. These. Ray woke first. His cell phone was ringing. He extricated himself from Amy’s legs and grabbed the phone from his pants pocket. ‘This is Ray.’ It was his sister, Beth. ‘Hey, Bro. You two okay? I’ve been calling since six o’clock, to see if you guys needed supper.’ Ray glanced at the window. It was dark out, at least eight-thirty. ‘Umm, well we been kinda busy, and tired after the Harry experience.’ ‘Couldn’t have been too hairy, I know she shaves her pubes.’ Beth chuckled, ‘So, everything. “You wanted an audio typist?” “Y...yes.” She smiled at him. “I...I was wanting someone older actually,” he told her. “I did tell them that.” The girl looked disgruntled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend. The...the work I do requires someone of maturity.” She looked puzzled. “Didn’t they tell you what the work involved?” She shrugged her shoulders. “They just said that you were a writer and wanted someone to type dictation.” Bill stood aside to let her in. The neighbour’s curtains.