I have had few encounters with girls and married women.For a long time I wanted to write my experience for readers of ISS, now is that time. I’ll be...narrating my experience under different stories. Now, I am about to narrate my first experience that happened in Delhi about 5 years back (My age was 22 at that time), I have tried my best to narrate the incidents as it happened. Names used in this story are not real. This story is about how I lost my virginity to a North Indian girl who was more. Her hair was light brown and she had it in two ponytails. She was wearing a hip hugger denim skirt that came half way between her knees and her crotch. She had on a red tee shirt that ended below her breasts but above her belly button. On the front were white letters EZ. I knew that she had her age checked when she got here but she could easily have passed for 14.“Hi, I’m Tina.” I told her that my name was Jim then she said, “If two bumble bees were dressed for Halloween as ghosts, what. My light tan midi length skirt was dotted with large sweat spots along both of my thighs. My hair was a greasy lifeless mess hanging in clumps from my head. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead and upper lip. I was morbidly aware of the fact that my antiperspirant had quit being useful not long after leaving the office and hitting the searing heat of the concrete sidewalks. All I wanted at that point was a long cool shower and a few tall glasses of iced tea. The three block walk from the. Please do it. I want it. I need it." I'm worried, Asha." Don't be, Papa. I'm your daughter and not a stranger. I won't tell on you." On one condition." What's that, Papa?" I won't use my naked cock. I'll insert my cock covered with the pants. Okay?"She was wildly stimulated and she needed her father's cock. A cloth covered cock was better than no cock at all, she thought. "All right, Papa."Her father guided the cockhead into the entrance of her naked cunt. Only the fabric of his pants prevented.