Their fists at their crotch making an up and down movement now made sense to me. And it was normal, and harmless. And as I had discovered on my own, i... was also fun. Growing up we lived in a small house and privacy was rare. Usually my only opportunity to enjoy my dick was in the bath, so every few days I would masturbate in the shower. Later we started having physical education class, complete with group showers. I knew I was attracted to guys, and was thrilled at my first sight of other. (meaning, we were just girls and friends moreover.) And in some time, the rain drops started falling on us, inside the bus. But just one by one, here and there. And when one drop fell on Shalu’s hand (on her wrist), instead of wiping it, she took her hand near her mouth and gave a quick sip of the rain drop. Just playfully.And I was like, “Hey why do you want to take in that ‘one drop’?”“Just summa.. It is a pure drop of water you see”, Shalu said giggling.Then I said, “so then, put your hand. I'd been tied up a bit before, but I really hadn't had much experience, though I wanted to try it. He asked me if I had any desire to be in a gangbang. I told him I'd thought a lot about it. I'm not going to bore you with the whole text conversation, but in the end, he told me to be there Saturday afternoon, and for me to get ready for a long night. He would take care of the rest.I, of course, was nervous as fuck. Friday, I basically ate nothing but fiber and roughage, and I barely ate anything. He had been talking again, but she was battling once again to control the convulsions that were returning with a vengeance, whatever he had just said to her she had missed, as she had fought to control her feelings. She lost the battle suddenly as another miniature volcano erupted deep inside her, she struggled to suppress her movements to a small shudder, and her exclamation to a small grunt that she almost disguised as a cough. But it was impossible to stop the torrent of her sweet juices, no.