I jumped to sit and resisted but I knew I can’t.He held my face in his palm and kissed my forehead. I was still holding my pant at my knee. He moved...his tongue onto my lips and I broke. I hold his face to get easy access of his lips on mine and he slowly moved my pant down and it felt on the ground on my feet. He lifted my top and pulled my bra down. My boobs were only covered by the duppatta. He cupped them. I was for the first time getting touched by the man of my love at my private places.. As you may have read in part one of this story, I was rapidly finding out, and loving it!So, part one ended with me sitting on a sofa, and the lovely TV Toni stood in front of me. I was enjoying the look and feel of her stiff, slightly curved, and completely shaved cock, and lovely smooth balls.I'd licked my way down and back up her shaft, and finding and tasting some pre-cum, I gently squeezed the head of her cock, opening up her slit. Hmm, more pre-cum for me to enjoy...It's several years ago. No one would do that!Mike paid his membership and set up his profile, only lying a little bit, OK a lot. He was a bi-curious man wanting to meet another man to show him the ropes, then he realised that might mean bondage so he changed it. He also stated his address to be the nearest big town, because obviously there would be no gay men where he lived.Mike submitted the profile and waited.A couple of days after their first chat about "the thing they were not chatting about", Gill and Diana had. Author’s Note 2: Italicized dialogue represents the Niyannese language. * BALANCE: 12 kilocredits One foot ahead of the other. For John, it had ceased feeling like walking. Instead, it was like he was treading tablecloth, the city pulling ever closer like a teetering tower of dishes, but always slipping out. Niyan’s gravity was meant to be lighter than Mavid’s, but it didn’t feel like it. A vehicle on the road sped past him, the resulting draft blasted into John. The sun, which he had thought.