I wanted to be gentle with you; after all I was going to be the first man to be allowed inside you. I wanted it to be special, but at the same time, I...desperately wanted to be there, in you. It required self-restraint not to just lift your dress and enter you.Instead, I knelt on the floor, and slowly kissed my way up your legs, lifting your dress as I went. I kissed up the front of your leg as far as I could lift the dress, and then parted your legs a little and kissed up the inside of your. "To emphasize its point my body’s senses became heightened and in a matter of moments, I nearly reached an orgasm. As my brain flooded with various chemicals the pleasure center of my brain lit up. I rubbed my pearl as much as I could without being noticed. My body flushed and I could begin to feel my wetness soaking through my pants where I was rubbing myself. My face felt hot undoubtedly from blushing. My nipples were erect and wanting attention. Stan was still talking but I didn't care. He. They force me down on my knees tying my tarter to the front of the stage my head looks up glaring at the men almost daring them to bid on me looking like I would rather die then serve . After you bid you look around hoping there will not be a bidding war but not a single person is interested in the fighter you look back on stage to see that they have shoved a gag and tied my hands behind my back. you chuckle to your self as they pronounce me yours I give you a death glare before they drag me. It was the day before my friend’s marriage. There was a party, and many of my college friends had attended along with Shweta and Pallavi.Shweta and Pallavi were my girlfriends in college who I dated briefly. Shweta and Pallavi were besties. This had caused some tension between them when I broke up with Shweta and started dating Pallavi. It caused jealousy between themselves back then. This was a long time back in college, and all was well now. Both Shweta and Pallavi were happily married and.