I deliberately crossed my legs, Sharon Stone style, my black panties would be easy to see, and would I, watching his eyes fall to my crotch."How are w... feeling this morning", I asked him, pretending not to notice his excitement at seeing the thin black cotton barrier covering my cunt?I saw his Adam's Apple bob as he swallowed hard, I had him where I wanted him, and I wondered if my black brassiere could be seen under these fatigues, then I thought, "Fuck it, why not let old men look at you in. My following incident happened with experienced woman (not sure whether married or not but her pussy was familiar with dicks visiting now and then). Now that I’ve managed to complete 1000 words, let’s continue with the story.It was a few years ago, a friend of mine invited me to his weeding in Goa. It was a sunny afternoon, near the sea and in a beautiful big house. I went with my girlfriend, who by the time this incident happened was accompanying my female friends.I said her that I need to go. ...One evening I'd been invited to a birthday party of one of our colleagues and as you can imagine the ambiance was very mixed, with gays, bis, lezzies and heteros in almost equal numbers - It was here that I met a young man, very boyish still, but very effeminate in his gestures and mannerisms - And I had to admit that as the evening wore on, I became very attracted to this beautiful creature - This troubled me somewhat, but there was no denying it - I knew deep down in my inner intimate self. And then, suddenly, it was there, and I couldn't stop it. I realized I was holding my breath, trying my best to deny my balls, but it didn't work. Air gusted out of me in a long groan as I felt the first streak of unbelievable soothing pleasure in my prick. Now, every iota of my consciousness was centered on two balls, and my penis, as I gave up and tried to aid them in delivering what would stay with her forever. This wasn't going to hit her chest, and be wiped off, or washed away. This time,.