I screamed so hard a believed I would pass out. “You’re not a virgin anymore”He started to fuck me in a normal pace and for a second I thought t... myself, I will survive this.I felt is dick deep inside me and his weight pinned me to the ground. I give up the fight and just started to cry and pray that it would be over soon. “Your pussy is dripping you lithe whore, you like being fucked don’t you? I will teach you what it’s like to cum with a dick inside that tight little cunt of yours”He started. Within a couple of years, our sex life had evolved in several different areas, as I was enjoying all the first hand teachings of my man. We would go to the adult theaters and engage in oral sex as we watched the action on the screen. We pointed out intresting things such as group sex, anal sex, partner swapping, but I was only I ntrested in giving head. In playing I told him I had become partial to the idea of giving head to others, even though I had no experience in that area. In parties we. I wanted to collapse in the safety-net of his arms. But I knew I needed to be vigorous and show them that nothing was wrong. “Sure, I don’t mind!” I said, faking a smile. I walked upstairs to the main floor. The wooden floors were cold against my bare feet, but I couldn’t move. I stood at the beginning of the second staircase, frozen. Thoughts of Lexi holding Zach began to corrupt my mind. My legs began to tremble; I could barely keep myself upright. I gripped the railing, and slowly pulled. He told me about himself. Manoj, 38 yrs old, living in Bombay, 6'2" tall, well built, recently divorced etc.I too told him about me, Vinay, 28 yrs old, also living in Bombay, 5'8"' tall etc.We swapped phone numbers and logged out.Next week went by in a flash. Work, work and more work. Then on Saturday, I got a call. It was Manoj. He had a thick masculine voice. We decided to meet the next day.Sunday came and we met at a restaurant for dinner. We talked business among other things. At that.