Kissing deeply, we pull back from the brink, kissing more slowly and intimately now, building once again to deep and intense sensations, tongues twist...ng and probing. I feel her pert, small nipples, so hard under her silky bra, straining at every touch and caress. I lightly squeeze her breasts, raking nails over the nipples, nipping and tweaking them between finger and thumb, and our kissing becomes more frantic and breathing laboured. Our eyes fill with lust. I slide my hands down her back to. When I was 6 my mother died and my Pop remarried. Soon he had a daughter named Punita from his second wife. From then onward my Pop got interested in his new family and I have to look after myself. After gaining puberty feminine shapes and curves started to attract me a great deal but they were out of my reach. Like many other Indians boys, my sexual life started with a gay experience. When I was sixteen I used to study with one of my School-mate Bhavya, sometime in his home and sometimes in. Just to make sure someone slapped my cheeks slightly but I didn’t wake up at all. That’s when they made me rest on the chair and started the conversation. Abdul said chal ja room me nangi hoja aur darwaje pe kahdi rehena. Nikita replied arre ruko mujhe bhi pine do ek do peg tabhi mazza aaega. Muddsar said to all chalo bhai log apna tho pure goa trip ka jugad hogaya free mai randi mili who bhi acchi wali and all laughed. I heard someone getting up from chair it was Nikita I heard Rashid saying. ” I just looked at her and motioned “what” with my hands and arms. “With chicks!” she exclaimed. Then Mandy told me that she knew about me having sex with the girl (my second girl ever) at the lake the summer before college and right after our high school graduation. (Mandy and I decided to break up right after graduation because we were going to different colleges and we just knew we were going in different directions for our future.) Then Mandy volunteered to tell me that she didn’t.