I could feel it welling up and wanting to vibrate my torso to release this energy in rhythmic vibrations.I lifted my arm and pointed my finger to my g...ut and said, "Here is where it's sore".I felt a splash of oil and fingers kneading into my butt. He rotated his palm about my butt. It felt good. I turned my head to face the other side of the bed and realised I had not looked at him since the start. I saw him standing beside me wearing my skin-tight spandex shorts I wear to yoga. He had no shirt. I can tell you exactly when this all began for me. It was in April the year I turned 13. My mother was busy at the kitchen table, there was wrapping paper, bows, and what I learned was a pink satin panty. I had never really thought about women’s undergarments up until that point.“What’s up Mom”? I asked as I stashed my books on the desk beside the table.“I am getting ready for Katie’s lingerie shower,” she said as she fussed with a pink satin ribbon she was making with a little bow maker jig. I kissed her again on her lips and I realized that she was a quick learner and our tongues were playing inside each other’s mouths.Now I went mad at the beautiful sight of her huge naked breasts and big erect nipples and started squeezing and mauling them and sucked and chewed wildly on her nipples. Lakshmi had her hands running in my hair. She softly whispered “saab these are yours only forever, so please handle them with care”. I realized that I might be hurting her so I eased my pressure on. He’d wake for work at 6:20am everyday where I’d see him get dressed through the large bedroom window and wow what a treat that was. He had short dark hair, a distinctive nose, great eyes and a smile to die for. He was definitely a large guy getting on for 260lbs, hair all over his body. I’d only ever seen above his torso through the window so what was behind those trousers I will never know, until one lucky day. Now this morning started out just like any other, I peeked through the curtains at.