I’ll guess I’ll start by explaining my adventures lately. I’ve recently come to the realization that I might possibly be a nymphomaniac. Well, I...guess ‘possibly’ is the wrong word. I mean, I love sex and after all the screwed-up relationships I’ve had, I’m ready to just have fun. It all started with Andrew. Andrew was a simple man who had just moved to the area from New York. He had light blue eyes and a toned physique. He was having a rough time with his family. His relatives were basically. “What do you want?” She asked in a more stern voice. I was overwhelmed by the desire, I wanted to please her, and all those watching us.“I want to suck your cock, I want it deep in my mouth and I want you to fuck me with it,” I said with a shaking voice.“Very good,” she sounded like a school teacher pleased with her pupil’s answer. Ann raised her body and placed the tip again on my lips. I opened my mouth and she began to slowly push it in. Gradually she was going deeper and deeper.“Relax,. I was an average looking fair Punjabi girl around 5 feet 4 inches tall. My best asset at that time was my black long hair which reached my lower back. I was around 48-50 kgs in weight throughout my college and university years and was considered plump. In 1995 my brother brought home one of his friends who had joined his college. He was a foreign student from Africa. He had come through an exchange program through some European university for completing the last year of the engineering course.. I will make sure it is as wonderful for us both as I can. I must confess though that the thought of this being the first time for you is making me wet.”She gently pushed his shoulders to the bed. Leaning over him she continued by gently stoking his cheek, the back of his head, and his neck. A nice full kiss like the very first one. No open mouth this time. More gentle stroking. Her nimble but capable fingers unbuttoned his shirt and she continued to arouse him by kissing his chest and nipples.