My opening offered little resistance as I felt the thumb move in and out. Before I could bear down and prepare for him, I felt Heinz probe for my hole...with his cock. As soon as he found it, he pushed the head in. I took him easily. The soap had lubed me well, and his hands moved to my hips. I wondered what he was doing when he held my hips tighter, swung his hips forward, and buried the entire length of his thick cock into me. The feeling of having him forced deep within me took my breath. Even at 3 something in the morning, there was a whole group of guys in the back. When I got back there, I noticed that there was a guy, surrounded by men, taking them on. He was letting one guy eat his ass while he sucked another. Right next to him was his boyfriend, and he wasn't doing anything, just sitting there watching. I stood there stroking and watching while he went from man to man, sucking, stroking, letting them eat him, and letting them fuck him.I still hadn't cum after like 9 hours. Once, I reached the airport, I told her that I will get back with her when I am back in Bangalore.Once I got back to Bangalore, I initiated the conversation and eventually exchanged numbers with her. We got to chatting and I would flirt sometimes although I never got any green signal from her that she is interested in anything.One fine day, I was getting bored with all this and I suggested that we meet for a date or something. She agreed to it but the only issue was that she works from 5.30 pm. "Do you have anything better we can do?"He had this weird look on his face, kind of a half leer, half grin. I tried to ignore it but I can't admit it was something I was used to. Guys generally didn't look at me, well, if they did, I wasn't aware of it. I wasn't bad looking, just so incredibly shy that people barely noticed me. I had dark brown hair, long and it curled down my back, my skin was fair and my eyes, well, I'd been told my eyes were special; they were large almond shapes, with a.