Samir is in my class and is the boy friend of my best friend Ashima. Not a hunk, but a decent looking guy, wheatish 5’9” and an average body. Not ...ll guys are born athletes and all so that is him. But there is something so magnetic about him, that everyone in our class loved him. He is helpful and always funny and is very good in Maths. As most of us are BCA students with commerce background a guy who can do numbers without using calci always came in handy. So lets get to the story. Its a. Maybe she wouldn’t believe me…and there was this perverse part of me who loved to be abused.This time, he didn’t waste any time. As soon my mother disappeared around the corner, he undressed and gave me his half raised cock:-Take it in your mouth, bitch!And I did. I took it in my hands, and started to lick it, suck it…..feeling how it become harder and harder….and bigger. He moaned, and put his hands in my hair, and started to fuck my mouth. I gagged, and tears filled my eyes, but he fucked my. At least not at the moment.Once class was over though I was almost immediately swarmed by studentswho wanted to know exactly what had happened earlier and just who it wasI'd pissed off enough to curse me like that. Since I wasn't exactly inthe mood to explain, I squeezed my way past everyone and gave them theslip, leaving my friends to catch up."Safe at last," I exclaimed as I arrived in my dorm room and closed thedoor behind me.Within several minutes I heard the knocking on my door that I. At close to eleven that night, Kevin found himself on Megan’s doorstep. He knocked softly. He turned and looked out at the neighborhood. It was a good area. He heard the lock turn and Megan opened the door. She was standing there in her pajama’s. She looked like she just rolled out of bed. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘Uh, well, I uh, I wanted to say I was sorry.’ Kevin looked down at his feet. He kicked the toe of his boot on the boards of her porch. ‘Couldn’t you have said that, say maybe when.