’ (‘Amader modhye je paji meyeta paler goda chhilo, se prothome nagto holo ar baki sobaike nangto hote bollo. Ami ar aro dujon or kotha shune puro...nangto hoye gelam. Aro duto meye panty chhara ar sob khule phello. Paji meyeta tader panty tene namiye puro nangto kore dilo. Sudhu ekta meye kichhutei nighty khulte chaichhilona. Onyora take jor kore udom nangto kore dilo.’) As I was telling her all these, she was soaping my breasts and I was feeling nice. My nipples had strong ‘hard on’ and it. I actually enjoyed beating off more than wanting actual sex. A few cities from where I lived there was a porn store which was one of the biggest in the area. I never really went in there but I saw the traffic going in and out. So my first time going in I saw the video section for the first time. I causally walked over and saw the list of dvd's on the wall but could hear the grunts, groans and moans of guys fooling around with each other. I was intrigued but nervous as a guy whispered to for me. I couldn't! I reached out and put it in my left hand and started stroking it and a minute later I was on my knees with my mouth open looking at my slutty reflection in his mirrored sunglasses.... I pulled his foreskin back and wondered what it tasted like... he moved forward and put himself into my open mouth.... and I used my tongue as I sucked... his manliness tasted delicious and I fondled his ball sack... he told me how good it felt and he'd been watching me for a few days... I was nervous. Derek followed and Marti floated behind them. I fumbled for my keys then opened the door.Kyla grabbed Derek and sat him down on the couch. Marti peeked at me from under the makeshift cowl."Marti," I said, "If you don't want to be here, you shouldn't be here."She said, barely audibly, "I do wanna be here." Just shy?" I asked her.She nodded. I nodded back. "I get it."I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my shirt and pants and was, eventually, as naked as everyone else, but for Marti's blanket.Derek.