This is my first story and I’d beg mercy if it doesn’t reach to the ISS readers standardsWhen I was 19 I moved to Pune, for the first year I staye... in the college hostel, I got sick of the shabby conditions there and decided to move out in my second year. I finally chose an apartment, it was a family oriented apartment and at first, the landlord wasn’t interested in giving it to me but I promised I wouldn’t bring in any friends or alcohol and I was finally able to get the apartment.My house was. As she did so, I caught the smellof alcohol on her breath, but then something more, a different smell, asmell that I recognized but couldn't place. For the following few nights we would cuddle and I would pleasure her butat bedtime would kiss me on the cheek before we went off to our separaterooms. One lunchtime I got a text 'Will b late 2nite - 1830 - gotappointments after work.' I got back that afternoon full of expectations. What new surprise couldit be? "Here I am," I thought, "behaving. Intercourse. As Ryan was about to insert himself back inside her, he stopped and thought a moment "You know, this might be the best sex I ever had." As Ryan slowly entered her, Marsha gave a soft moan and arched her back. This time Ryan decided to pace himself so he wouldn't need another break before climax. Ryan had a nice little rhythm going when Marsha decided she wanted to get on top for a while. Ryan hesitated for a second, Marsha probably had a hundred pounds on him, but he said to. Now he took the opportunity and started to put blame on me and continued the discussion about my feelings towards my mom and how I am planning to fuck her and how I used to feel her daily and all.She was a bit excited and she said, sex is nothing prakash and you will get your turn when you are big enough and not to worry about it now. Then he said that, mom after seeing those films and reading those stories, he couldn’t help but watch her. He also added that she was her model and he doesn’t.