Not so fair and not so dark. About my dick, I haven’t measured it any time. I always think how to other guys measure the same. The heroine of my sto...y is Shivani (Name Changed). She is cute, fair and one the most beautiful girl that I have seen in my life. Her boobs are just perfectly shaped and sized. She was of 34-28-32.Coming to the story, I met Shivani in my tuition. On the first day of our class she came late and thankfully I had place besides me, where she came and sat. My focus was on. Promotion to captain was looming in his future. Then one day, while hewas relaxing in his BOQ room after an exercise, IT happened to him.Which was not surprising statistically, given how large the militarywas, and roughly one in a thousand of the world's population had beenaffected.Jim Rand felt a sharp pain, and immediately fell unconscious, just likemillions of others on the planet. He stayed that way for severalhours, and then fought his way awake. When he awoke, he received thesame shock. I was embarrassed and ashamed at what happened, but it really sparked a desire that I had never felt before.I realized that I was slowly rubbing my nipple on the edge of the table as I leaned forward to eat. I let my hand drop to my lap and stroked my pussy. It was sore, but wet. Why was I wet again? Where did these feelings come from? Why did I keep thinking about the men and women that had used and abused me last night? Why did it turn me on?I cleaned up the dishes and sat on the couch with. By that stage, I’d filled out to a well-defined 180 pounds. I made myself a coffee at the counter and turned for the milk to catch Mom gazing right at my ass. Mom dropped her eyes back to her copy of Vogue, apparently absorbed in an article about at-home hair dye.IIIBut it was on the Fourth of July that things really started to get blatant. It might sound tame, but the memory of that night alone still makes my cock stir. I’d been out all day at a friend’s barbeque and was fairly boozed when I.