"Have you ever been kissed by a girl?" She seemed to blurt it out of nowhere. "No, I've only kissed Bryson. We don't mess around beyond that." Why not..." Because of church. Have you?" Yes I've kissed boys and girls both. I like girls better I think. They're so soft and sweet. Boys are fun too. But, they don't know how to do things for a girl that we like, not like girls do anyway." I guess I don't know about any of that either. I mean, I've never done any of it, so..." Are you curious?" She. My chest strains as it continues to slowly expand. My sack feels so heavy. And all the while I'm being raped by a machine that's doing god knows what to me. I sob into the dildo and start to cry again. Each thrust forward emasculates me more and more.Unforgiving and unrelenting, it forces it's way up into my poor tortured ass. The chugging of the machine begins to sound like laughing. As it continues to take my anal virginity, I'm suddenly seized with the thought that it's doing to me what I've. So within few days me and rohan became very good friends…. And we exchanged our numbers and talked over fone and then it became a daily practice, we became close and we were desperate to meet…. And finally that day came at which we met alas…. We met at a coffe shop near to my place…… He was looking handsome and was wearing a red t.shirt and jeans and i was wearing a green salwar…. It was shaped so perfectly …..And for the readers who have not read my story before …. I am chubby and have big. It happened on my train journey to Pune a month back. I was wearing a lady v-neck slim fit t-shirt a thigh-sized shorts and slippers with my sexy lady specs on. I also had tattoos on my legs and arms and neck and my whole intention was to look like a t-girl or a gay bottom and it worked.It was a 2-tier AC coach and I boarded the train at 6:30 pm from Mysore. Until Bangalore, only me and an army guy was there in my bay. He spoke to me nicely, looked all around me. Mine was a lower birth and his.