For those who dont know me I am Shivang,22 from Mumbai 6’1 in height and a tool of around 6.5″.There has not been much to write about recently as ...othing really has turned up so I decided to write a fantasy story just to stay connected to my readers. So the following story is imaginary but with real characters. I’ll try making the story as lively as possible such that it feels real to you all.The protagonist of the story is me Shivang and complementing me is my sister Yashvi and her teacher. I thought he wanted to go a 2nd time but that’s when he told me we had an audience. I didn’t know what to do so I just froze. My mind instantly went to “oh we’ve been caught, police on their way, we will be in the paper, life is over”. I didn’t know what to do so I just closed my eyes and wished for it all to just “go away”. I’m not sure how long we were like that but at a point I could hear him coming closer, the sound of the gravel crunching on the trail. The only thing I could think of doing. The last time we had actually had sex was almost three weeks ago. I had just returned home from demonstrating the new avionics at the Army Aviation Center at Fort Rucker, Alabama. It had been a long week of lectures, meetings, and demonstration flights for the instructor pilots who would be training the aircrews on the new system.Gloria was just coming out of the shower, having arrived home before I did. As soon as I got in the door, she had grabbed me, dragging me into the bedroom.Giggling,. “I guess Icouldn’t help myself.” “You couldn’t?” she asked. She was under water now from theneck down. He couldn’t see her body. “You couldn’t tell me youwere there?” “I-I didn’t want to.” Suddenly, not knowing exactly why, Randi hoisted herself outof the pool and sat on the edge. Her beautiful body glistened inthe moonlight. The water beaded up on her tits and round puffynipples, and on her smooth.