I wondered what the reader could do. It's hard to live with someone whom you desire so much. I could attest to that. I'd started writing erotica when ...asha turned twelve years old and began to show signs of puberty; small buds breaking the plane of her T-shirts and a maturity emerging in how she carried herself, no longer the little girl racing everywhere, hair flying. Her emerging adolescence had been powerfully attractive to me and in my erotic stories I could experience what in reality was. I had him so hot he kept looking at me as if i was saving his world it was painful but he starting to pick up the pace there was no stopping ."ahhh yeah your ass is great matty " he said pounding me the pain started to reside and the pleasure started to kick in he was putting his whole length in me touching something inside me that felt as if i was having a orgasms inside my body i was moaning "ahh oh yeah fuck my ass" i kept saying , He told me that he had never felt anything like this before.. I caressed that with my hand while I am caressing her pussy she placed her hand on my penis and she was pressing it hardly that was a great time for me. I inserted my middle finger in her pussy hole and I gave some moment to that finger some juices came from her pussy. She opened my pant zip and she asked remove underwear removed that up to my thighs. I asked her and give a kiss on my penis, but she said no.I requested her so many times at last she said ok but just ones and she covered her body. I went to my room and opened my cupboard and in a corner I found a small pile of female clothes that had been left by one of my old GFs. There were 3 bright t-shirts, 2 skirts, 2 shorts, 3 panties and 3 bras (probably 30 as my ex-GF had small tits) and an inner sleeve that is worn under a thin t-shirt. Meanwhile, Bhumi was back opening the door with the extra key I had given her. I found her in the kitchen putting away the stuff she had just bought. I had the pile of clothes in my hand. I took.