He said he is." My heart sank as I realized my predicament. She spoke "His words shocked me that night." “I didn’t tell you. First, because ...e humiliated you and second, because he was so crude to me. He told me each time I’ve teased him, its only built up more and more cum for when "he’d fuck me good, like a real man.” "When you did actually further dare me, I’m sorry, but I instantly thought of his prediction. I’m sorry, but it really hit me, his words saying you aren’t a man." When. He came. I swallowed. The next thing I remember I was being pushed out of his car into the rainy night a couple blocks from my house. I cried out a cheery ‘thank you’ like a little fool as he sped away. Five weeks later. Most of the guys were gentle spankers when they started swatting my ass, but almost everyone was pretty hard by the end of the 25 slaps I begged for. I think it was the begging that encouraged them to get rougher. I learned one thing about most men, they tend to cum quicker. This girl didn’t say much, in fact she didn’t say a word; he did all the talking. Alas, they were my new neighbors. I was sorry for them as I could not offer anything to them as my wife had gone out to her parent’s house for 15 days. From that day I had decided to have pooja in my bed at any cost. Days passed by & nothing was happening between us. They were more of a recluse. Then I decided that it was enough. I decided to make the first step. Her husband used to leave the house by 10 am every. Kate wasn't far behind. I collapsed on her, dead, Kate holding me tightly.After a minute she grabbed my head, turned me, and kissed me. Tongue. Eyes open."I love you, pal."I kissed her back. And again. I didn't need to reciprocate her declaration of love. We were confident enough that neither of us felt the need to respond every time.We separated, flat on our backs, feeling the warm air and little breeze. Spring was here. Kate rolled on her side and I cradled her head against my neck. I was.