Phir maine dheere dheere uske boobs dabane start kiye vo bhi mera lund hilane lagi aur phir hum dono ne ek lambi kiss kari aur aise hi so gye. Uske ba...d kayi bar usse maze liye kabhi apne ghar kabhi uske par kabhi sex nahi kiya. To abhi kuch hi dino pehle november mein mere doosre cousin ki shaadi thi to hum sab unke vaha gye the. Neha aur uski family vahi usi shahar mein rehte the to hum log us ghar mein the jaha shaadi thi aur neha apne ghar par. Mehendi vale din dupheher mei meri bua yani. I met Julie, her boyfriend Evan, my BFF Brittany, and her girlfriendTasha, and Tasha's sister Madison, and we wandered Santa Monica aimlessly,ending up at Julie's coffee shop back by my apartment. We squeezed thesix of us into a booth and talked.Evan was the one the fewest of us knew, so he was the focus of most of theconversation. He was a recent transplant from Canada, he was an aspiringdirector facing the harsh reality of the Los Angeles film industry, and heand Julie met online. . Years later, one night, she went to a nearby mostly men’s school for a frat party. She locked eyes with this really hot, handsome, 6 foot, eyes of chocolate, dominant. She knew from first glance that he was the one. Being a strong alpha male he had her call him the next day. This was the start of many a hot adventures. Chapter 1 the beginning. Their first date was in the dead of winter. It was her first date. He let her have some control of the location. She chose to negotiate hard and soft. They weren’t breasts anymore, I thought to myself. Only good girls have breasts; sluts have tits, udders or milkbags. There were bleeding scrapes on my knees where the gravel had dug into the skin while he was fucking me, but most of all, I could clearly see drying semen in my pubic hair and on my thighs. I started the tub, sitting on the toilet while my mind went over all the things that had happened today.I was so confused. I was a good girl, but being used like a slut was so exciting for.