The man who would teach me love. The man who would make me feel like the woman that I truly am. The man who would treat me like a girl, like a slut, l...ke a princess, like a woman. All by turns, and all at the right time.It happened quite unexpectedly one day. The boys' hostel had an open public bath area where all the boys would shower. I was the favourite for all to tease. They would surround me, whistling, making catcalls and remarks about my beautiful hairless body. They would call me girl. As they stopped and looked at some picture frames I too stopped and pretended to do the same. I was looking at her legs when her husband turned and looked at me and smiled. I quickly looked away and as they moved on I carried on following them. Then suddenly they turned and started to walk towards me. My eyes instantly went to her deep red lipstick and as they walked past me she smiled and I breathed deeply and smelt the wonderful aroma of her perfume. I quickly guessed that she was in her late. God, the college hottie Reshmi was enjoying her time with me. I suggested, “Another round?”. Her eyebrows signed an affirmation.We went back to our hostel rooms and climbed up to the terrace. I unzipped my pant and seeing the size of my dick, Reshmi’s eyes got hypnotized. She told me that she never ever imagined a dick could be this thick and this long. She started .The tip of my dick was already covered with precum. She felt my hand on the back of her head and opened her lips. In a moment, my. I had widened my thighs and invited him to come inside. But he was no mood for it. ‘What do you want now?’ he asked me. ‘The obvious’ I replied. ‘What is obvious?’ he asked. ‘Getting inside’ I replied. ‘Getting inside of what?’ he asked. ‘Getting inside of mine’ I replied. ‘Where? Your mouth, ass or your hole?’ he asked. ‘I prefer pussy’ I replied. ‘With what?’ he asked. ‘With your thing’ I replied. ‘What is my thing?’ he asked. ‘Your tool’ I replied. ‘What’s its name?’ he asked. I smiled and.