Then what would happen if I was caught. Adam spoke calmly, evenly. “When we get to the hotel, if you want me to treat you to everything, and I mean ...verything I said earlier, you’ll take them off.” Argh! Maybe this was long haul after all. He’d made me think I was running the show when I wasn’t. Coiled me up like a slinky at the top of the staircase, knowing he had control of exactly when to send me head over heels from stair to stair. I gave him The Look; one that he knew well. Defeated yet. .She normally wears half saree or churidars….They lived in a colony where most of the people were rich.One day when she was going through the town she stopped and stared at a beautiful necklace on display in a jewelry . She looked at it for much time and left …The next day was Sunday …Her neighbour mrs priya called her to her home… Amrutha went .Mrs priya invited her and made her sit on her expensive sofa… Mrs priya”‘s husband is a rich business man who deals with many foreign countries…..They. There was a silence and I told him that a male friend of ours had wanted to mess around with me during a sleepover we'd had. He said "eww, no way", I agreed and told him we didn't do anything. He said he wouldn't do that with any guy. Then he said "well, I think the only person I would trust enough to do stuff with would be you". My heart stopped.. I'd wanted him for a while now. I said "same here". There was a moment of silence as we laid on our beds, still striking ourselves. Finally I heard. Barely larger than a finger really!For few months I kept fucking myself with it and eventually I felt the need to try a real cock. Again I was not attracted to men... I wanted a cock. I discovered gay adds on the internet and eventually talked with an old guy and we met at his place. It was understood that we would go straight to the point, that I would suck him and if I was feeling like it, I'd let him fuck me.It was a terrible experience... not the one that traumatize you, just a sad first.