Please send your comments on this story. Thank you. ************************************** I’d like to tell you about my ...irst experience with another man, Shashi started with a mild sigh. Because of my weaker looking body and physique instead of my real age[21], I looked weak and about 18, if I was a girl I guess, people would call me petite. I’d had a few girlfriends that I’d been sexually active with, but I had always wondered what it would be like to suck a hard. I could feel her finger back there. Curling inside me, stroking the root of my cock from the inside as she sucked harder and faster. My engorged prick felt as though it was exploding. I could feel it. Leaking. I could feel Angela, now on her knees before me, swallowing - taking my load down her throat. The sensations were frantic and complicated even before I realised that Angela was masturbating with her other hand. Staring blankly at the kitchen wall, I tried to take in all the details:. .. no panties." The cop smiled dryly and left the room.Poppy could see the uniformed officer standing outside the door when thecop exited."Fuck!" Poppy exhaled loudly.This was some serious shit! She stared at the ceiling and all she couldsee was the black muzzle of the big semi-automatic right there in herface. She flinched when she recalled the weapon misfiring. Then shesaw the face of the man holding the gun. His head was big; he hadcauliflower ears, a bulbous broken nose and deep set. Then I was told to go to the witness box. My defence barrister took me slowly through it all, from my first encounter with Clemency, the conjuring tricks, the full glass, the locket, the silk square. She took me through my dreams and even then, with the darkness of them, I was strong enough to keep going through it, re-living it. I told her the event with the locket as we walked to the restaurant was the last straw. I couldn’t, I said, let Clemency drive her mad. I had to protect her. That was.