Please mail me your response to my mail id—> The following story is fantasy of mine. I hope u like it and forgive me for the mistakes that might hav... been committed. So enjoy the story my friends. As I walked home from school I thought of what might happen tonight at my party. It was my 18th birthday and Mom had letting me have a dance party down in the basement. I had invited just three couple’s and my girlfriend Smitha over so we would have plenty of room to ourselves. Mom said that she would. She dropped the mag, cleared the chamber, then handed the gun to me. I checked the mag well and the chamber, and when I was sure it was safe, I put the muzzle to my nose and took a deep breath. She was right. It definitely smelled like pussy, and that was a good thing, not a bad thing. She had a curious grin on her face and she'd made no move to cover her pussy while I checked out the gun. I told her that her 'piece' smelled good enough to eat, and without any hesitation she said, “My pussy. ” Kit switched from fondling her breasts to rolling her now firmly erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “Feels really good, Kit...”Kit watched Nichelle’s breasts move as her breathing grew heavy. Her eyelids drooped. “Mmm ... Your pacing is just right. You seem to know exactly when I need to be touched.”“And, that’s when I touch you?” he asked as he pulled on her nipples.“No. You withhold it for a fraction of a second -- just long enough so I’m desperate for it. Then when you touch. I lifted my ass and groaned, but she knew best.Glad that she was getting even with her husband once more, who ignored her and was fucking air hostesses, she sucked happily on my cock. Her head bobbed up and down, slowly and steadily. Her long brown hair brushed my groin. She placed one of his hands on her hanging tit, and then reached down and started fingering her own cunt hole. Mmmmmmmmmmmm! I groaned, looking down the length of my body at her stretched lips. Oh,shit, that feels good! Suck.