Usne mujse for ciggy mangi, Maine fir mana kiya. Usne ek jhatke se apni Mini Skirt utar fenki or boli, Vivky, either give me the ciggy else, I will pu... off my top as well. Ab to mujh pe bhi nasha chane laga tha. Maine kaha, jo marzi utaro, main ciggy nahi dunga. Main, ek bada sa puff mara or sara dhuan uske muh par chod diya. She took it as a challenge and immediately, she put off her top as well as mere samne, sex ki ek zonda moorat khandi thi sirf bra panty me. Uske Undergarments bhi kafi. Then she told me some about Sweden, and when she talked about her family she sniffed back a tear. I told her about Maryland, and said we had a lot of Germans there. It was pleasant to have such a pretty girl to myself with no obligations, the war forgotten. The idea of swiving her only crossed my mind a hundred or so times. We were, after all, nearly the same age, and we were both a bit homesick. We could, I hoped, comfort each other somewhere along the line of travel.At a tavern we stopped to. I liked Susan because she would come over to my house at lunchtime during the school year and let me finger her pussy and, even though it always smelled like old fish, I enjoyed it. I liked Danny and Johnny because they taught me how to jack-off properly. I had a technique where I would lay on the floor and press my dick between my clinched thighs, but when they saw that, they showed me how I could sit in a chair or on the bed and jack-off much easier.I was so appreciative of Danny and Johnny. I would like to hear your comments on my humble effort. It is the only reward a writer gets. Send your comments, positive or negative to [email protected]. I love hearing from you. From A Man to a Bitch Written by 4play My wife Mary and I had married young. She was 19 and I was 20. We had our two kids in the first two years of marriage. I being a fairly small guy had what they call a small man complex. I was determined to be.