He was a city boy, Howard was. Even so, he had found out about animals and their mating habits early on. At school he had traded naughty stories with ...is playmates. Once he had even purchased the services of a whore with money saved from his wage as an assistant clerk at the millinery shop on Main Street. It had been a sordid little affair -- over in a couple of minutes -- just a matter of sticking his organ into... And he had barely managed to catch a glimpse of her body. He still had only the. Today I am going to tell you how I lost my virginity to a girl who later made me a sex addict.This happened when I was 9th class. 3 girls lived in our neighbor. They all were studying in same college as my sister’s . Among them there was one girl named Nitika, the heroine of this story.. She always used to wear knee length skirts and tight tops.As they all studied in the same college as my sister’s, it was very common for them to come to our house. Now I being the only son, did not like this.. I was enjoying exploring her body with my hands for now and didn’t want to push my luck just yet. I stopped massaging her thigh, as I didn’t want to move up to her ass just yet, but moved back down and started the process over again on her right leg, starting at her foot. This time when I reached the top I let the side of my hand brush against her pussy a little harder, and thought I detected a bit more heat radiating from between her thighs. Getting a bit more oil, I brushed my hands over her. My husband went to the bar to order drinks while I went to sit down. There were sofas with low level tables, stools near the bar or tables with regular chairs. I chose the latter as again I was conscious that the other seating options may show a little bit too much of me!My husband ordered two beers and made his way to the table, he sat down and commented again on how pretty I looked which made me tingle inside. From that point on it was a typical date night of ours, we drank, chatted, flirted,.