After a short while, noises soon began to filter through the thin internal wall. First there was giggling then the low tones of Mitch’s masculine vo...ce followed by the familiar higher notes of Alice’s. Her words were indecipherable but she sounded happy and excited. There were more words from them both, then a long period of silence. “They must have fallen asleep.” I eventually whispered, but Carmen shushed me. “Wait,” she said, “it won’t be long now.” She was right. After less than two more. I thought I'd beembarrassed, because this was my first true sexual encounter with agirl, but strangely it seemed very natural - except she was dressed inmy schoolboy clothes, of course! The significance of that never reallydawned on me, until much later.We were still there on the lounge sofa when Wendy returned with thebottle of milk. It was still raining, but she'd put on her raincoat andhat. Geraldine got up as soon as she returned and I could hear themgiggling and carrying on in the kitchen. Ishwarya even chatted with many guys, but no guy crossed the line towards flirting and sex. One night out of frustration and desperation, Ishwarya decided to have a fuck buddy. She wanted someone anonymous and secretive.She tried online but had doubts about secrecy. She decided to approach some story writers of ISS from Bangalore. One of her approaches was me. Ishwarya came in touch with me through telegram. After a few chats knowing each other, Ishwarya gained trust and comfort with me.First. She said she had already trimmed her pubic hair. Then, after applying a bit of the shaving cream, Kathy invited me to shave her pussy.Once the hair was gone, Kathy looked downright virginal, and this was where the fun began. She explained how all women masturbated and explained why the size of a man’s cock didn’t matter. Kathy’s logic was flawless: If a woman can achieve an orgasm by finger-fucking herself—and looking at the size of a woman’s finger—it was clear that no man needed to worry.