Pulling myself forward until our faces were almost touching, I locked on Mandy’s eyes, my cock resting on her mound, twitching. I kissed her gently ...n the lips. “Are you going to fuck me?” I nodded. “Should we use a condom?”I shook my head.“I trust you,” she said.Reaching down, I grabbed my cock and rubbed the swollen head in between Mandy’s perfect labia. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, as though Mandy knew she was about to fall from grace and take up residence in the Devils’ courtyard.. This is the first time I am writing. Now coming to the story Like every other day I finished my classes and was waiting for the bus. It was 7 P.M. at night when I board the bus. Like always the bus was full to its capacity, and I somehow entered the bus and moved further in till I reached the mid pole of the bus. I found a young boy of age 18 was standing right beside me. His whole body was glued to my body due to excess capacity of passengers and it was normal for me as I have experienced this. Aber esgeht irgendwie nicht. Immer wieder falle ich in meine alte Vergangenheitzurueck -- zumindest gedanklich. Ach, was rede ich da eigentlich? Habe ichdenn all die letzten Wochen vergessen? Nein, es ist falsch und unfair zusagen, ich waere nie gluecklich. Denn die letzten Wochen waren fuer michschoener als alles, an was ich mich so in den letzten Jahren erinnern kann.In den vergangenen Monaten habe ich mich viel mit Suizid beschaeftigt.Das ist wohl auch der Grund, warum ich in der Psychiatrie. " Lookingat me appraisingly, she asked with a gleam in her eye, "How long do you haveto wait usually before you want to do it again?" I said that I sometimes didit again right away, but that it was usually better if I let it build up forat least a few hours, or overnight. I asked her how it was for her, and shesaid that it varied, but sometimes she could do it over and over. "would youlike do it again now? It HAS been overnight." she asked coyly.At my blushing smile, she led the way into the.