I decided on a party. But not just any party, a sex party. I was going to fuck and suck more than I ever had. And with my newfound skills I was going ...o be awesome at it. I was going to feel..... something, again. A twenty-one gun salute! I got on Facebook and invited over twenty-one men, including Jordan and Eric. All of them had hit on me in the past and I knew wanted me. All but Jordan and Eric got the full details that in order to fuck me, you had to video me doing it with another man. It went inside fully after second try. He started making strokes and I started moaning. He was fucking me hard and my moan increased. We both collapsed together and our bodies full of liquids of me and him.Vishal—aaj to bada maja aya kyun Shweta?Me—han bhaiya pehli baar mujhe ye sukh mila haiVishal—ab to hum roj maje karengeMe—bhaiya ,agar kisi ko pata chal gaya toVishal—arey nahi pata chalegaAnkit—mujhey pata hai didi par kisi ko nhi bataunga mujhe to bas apke gubbare chahiyeVishal—kyu re tu. Okay I guess. Just like usual, you know."Mike was still nervous around Jennie, maybe even more nervous than he had been before, Before everything started, and before she found out about what he'd done. Even since the day before, when they'd talked. Something was changing, and it worried him, because now he didn't know what to expect from her."Well I certainly had an unusual day, maybe the most unusual day I've ever had in school."She started walking and then stopped when Mike stayed rooted. ********** Two months later, on a wet and windy March evening he found himself dressed in jogging clothes on the other side of the high wire fence. He squinted his eyes up at the guard towers; no sign of movement. He ran to the corner of the street that snaked away in the direction of the Potomac river and jogged for two miles. The streets looked much the same but he had memorised the route. As he rounded the corner of one street he saw the jeep with the keys in the ignition. Its shape was a.