." It's okay, really," Carl said, not able to believe he was standing here in short pants and a T-shirt discussing a subject like this with a strange ...oman, "It's not like virginity is some kind of disease."Yet, that was exactly as Carl and many of his friends looked at it. A disease that he wanted to cure himself of in the worse way. So far, unfortunately, he hadn't found any girl on campus willing to lend him more than a hand."No girlfriend?" Sandra asked."Not really," came his reply."Well. Then i slept again. Next evening, she asked me again for a ride home. I welcomed her in my car. We struck up conversation again. I asked, ‘who else is in your house ritu.’ she replied, ‘no one. I live with my friend. My dad is working as a mechanic in delhi and my mom’s dead.’ i said, ‘i am sorry for your mother.’ and we made some more small talk as we reached her house. This time i went in and had some coffee with her. I like the house and the coffee. But of them all i liked ritu most. I left. Wifey saw her facial expression and peeked down from attic. Wifey yelled at us and got us back to work. Everytime Peggy was holding a box i did same thing, soon she just left her pants down. What felt like 1000 boxes later, we were done. Peggy came down ladder and pulled me into guest room. She got on her knees and elbows and pushed my face into her ass and pussy. Peggy was getting wet. I heard wifey come down from attic and come in the room. A few seconds later, wifey was naked and climbing. He held me and comforted me, told me what a wonderful boi I was and how he loved that I had given him my balls and then he made me blow him. Again, as his cock slid into my mouth, I had the feeling I should feel violated, but again instead I took comfort in his cock, soon relishing in the wonderful and familiar task of making the blowjob as good as possible for him. The task somehow banished my neutered state from my mind and when it was over and another massive load was swallowed, I fell.