I’d fantasied about getting AIDS and passing it to others, more than I cared to admit. Up till then my fantasies had been confined to my imagination... They could hardly have been otherwise, since I was neg.But now I had a invitation to a weekend party of his. It emphasised a group of “POSITIVELY-MINDED MEN,” and " BAREBACK SEX." No misinterpreting that. It was a Conversion Party.My dick was hard and dripping. No way could I turn that down. A weekend with a group of horny guys into HIV and AIDS!. The next Yankee hitter was that same right-handed kid who had launched one off me into deep left in Baltimore.Paul went out to get Bailey and signaled the bullpen for -- me.What the fuck? Paul was pulling Bailey and bringing me -- a left-hander, to pitch to the Yankee's new guy. It didn't make any sense! Was I being set up to fail?When I got to the mound, my questioning expression must have been pretty obvious. "Take off your shoe," Paul said."Take off my..." Just take off your fucking shoe!". This is partially a true story. Being a man, I have made an honest attempt to write a story from the perspective of a woman.This story is of Krithika and how she explored herself at the age of 30. Hope I do justice to every woman out there who was a virgin at some point in time and had their own fantasies. Here you go.I am Krithika and I will be sharing some of my inner fantasies and how I lost my virginity. I am a 30-year-old single female working in an IT company. I am a virgin by choice and. Lindsay told Rob to bring some massage lotion. I thought that at least now she had felt pity for me and she would force them to put some lotion on my anus so as to ease the pain. Dan pulled me down on his chest and took his cock out of my rectum. Rob began pouring lotion on my ripped asshole. He spread the lotion all over my anal walls. It was cool and it brought some relief from the pain."Boys, shove your dicks in his hole right now!" Lindsay ordered.They were going to oreo me. It was the last.