In those days, we did not have sites like Indian sex stories but our access to sexual literature was limited to books which were sold in some book sto...es and they were all predominantly Kannada literature describing sexual stories of young males and females and aunties.The first year of college was a very lengthy one given the fact that our country went through a lot of turmoil in that year with a very popular politician assassinated and the general elections being postponed for various reasons. I didn't know what to expect. A couple minutes after 11, I saw an older man walking to the spot we had agreed to meet at. The closer her got the more I hoped it was indeed him. He was very attractive and when he arrived he introduced himself. It was him! We chatted for a few minutes then he asked if I was interested. I told him that I was. He then gently put his hand on my shoulder and asked when I wanted his dick. I was ready then and there but we needed a place to go. We walked out to the. I part my legs as I try to recover my balance and he has me wide open, both legs off the floor holding me face down over the trunk like a wheelbarrow. He pauses and I taunt him again. He replies with his cock, thrusting it deep into my cunt with a single stroke. I try to twist away but he his body is between my legs. With a sudden lunge forward I manage a forward roll up and over the trunk and scramble to my feet. I can see my arm is scratched but I don’t feel anything. We stand there staring. We must be crossing paths." Yeah ... you and that old sailboat ... wouldn't think it'd be that exciting." Depends on what you want for excitement. Out in the gulf, a little wind..." I saw Lita and Brindy walking up. I motioned to them. "Besides, I have a crew. This is my wife Carlita and our friend Brindy." Hi. I'm Roger Smith. That's my boat over in slip 12." I've seen it," Lita said. "It looks very nice." Dave, one day y'all need to come with me and Sammi for a day trip." We can do that," I.