So this story is about my mother and my best friend Zubair. Zubair hails from a middle class family like mine. He is fair and of about 6 feet height a...d gym build. One day Zubair came home with some new clothes and he was in my room and trying the outfits. My mother was also there, wearing a blue saree and deep neck clutty blouse. She wears that to show her assets mainly. As Zubair was trying the clothes, her eyes were constantly staring him. She came near to him and said that he does not know. Will you do that?” “Yes,” I answered quickly. What I really wanted to say was “Duh! A pretty lady with a great body wants to fuck me and do all the work, and she wants to know if it’s okay with me?” I undid my pants and Sarah helped me take them off. My manhood stood up straight and hard, with the beginnings of some pre-cum making the swollen head slightly wet. I pulled off my T shirt and threw it beside me. Sarah stood in front of me and slowly took off her robe, showing me her boobs first,. But then I happened across an old tome of Anais Nin's 'Delta of Venus', an erotic novel set in the roaring twenties. This book contained virtually every aspect of sexuality, some taboo subjects as well, but all written expertly and sensitively. I lost count of how many times I read that book, it being responsible for numerous teenage orgasms!And then the introduction of the VHS tape that was passed around the school yard, containing badly dubbed European hardcore pornography. The first time I. .." He said, getting up and going over to the light switch, dimming them even more. Now she (he!) really did look like Bob (or was it Barry?) from the bar.He shucked his trousers, put on the lubricated condom and got behind her (him!). He poked his finger at her anus a little. Too tight."This a virgin hole, hon? I'll be gentle." He stuck his thumb in his mouth, lubing it up as best he could, then pressed the thick digit at her puckered orifice. He could hear her gasp from discomfort as.