I know I have said I am shy but I know in September there will be a lot of guys at Uni and I want to look my best.I am lying here in the garden sun ba...hing as I write this. It has been unusually hot here this year. I can feel the perspirtion running down my body right now. My bikini is quite small and my tan dark. I always keep it on in the sun so now I have lovely little white triangles around my nipples, pussy and bottom. I am writing this on a little laptop Daddy gave me. I hope the sun will. "Oh God damnit I'm cumming!!" she yells loudly. It feels like David is now thrusting straight up and down in my ass, pinning me to the floor while my wife writhes in ecstasy above me. She slowly comes down off her orgasm and David is now really thrusting in and out rapidly, approaching his own orgasm, and my wife slides away from me on the couch, now just watching my face and David as he continues fucking me. Soon he is moaning and I'm numb to what is happening, my back arched painfully back by. I looked around for other clothes but all I could see was a T shirt and a very short tennis skirt. There was no other underwear and the only shoes were a pair of high heels.I struggled into the clothes and made my way outside. I had no money and no idea where I was. I had no hope of finding assistance - everyone I passed either ignored me, laughed or attempted to attack me - forcing me to break into a very inelegant run in those awful high heels. I eventually found a computerised. My parents encouraged me to be more extrovert and be open like other boys. But I took time a very long time to become comfortable with anyone. Well anyways it took me an year to be comfortable to talk to the boy who used to visit my house daily to study along with me. He used to tag along with me and play with me. He liked my silence and the fact that I used to do anything he would say without questioning. He was a clever k** but there was a dark side to him which shook my world even to date..