Meri class me mere sath padhne wali Nidhi mujhe bahot hi pasnad thi.Wo class ki mere baad sabse ache study wale students me thi. Maine kabhi usse baat...karne ki himmat nhi kari thi. Par main use chup chup kar dekhta tha, wo bahot sexy lagti thi.Usko jab bhi main dekhta tha, tabhi mera lund khada ho jata tha. Na jane mujhe kyo aisa lagta tha. Ki yehi shayad wo ladki hai, jiski choot me mera lund pehli baar jayega.Fir mere ghar walo ne mujhe school ke baad meri coching shuru kar di. Dheere dheere. I wore a short n my thighs were clearly viewed n I wore a tight t shirt in night. We were in room by 12 in night when I entered room I tired to expose but he is not giving a look to me then after sometime he went to bathroom n was masturbating which I could hear from outside. Then Vicky came out I act as I was sleeping then he came near checked thrice whether I’m sleeping or not when he was checking third time I couldn’t control I just want to have a black rod in my pink pussy. When he was. I hadn’t even decided what to wear yet.*All week, he sent me video clips. Porn. People moaning. Men restraining women. Fucking them. Using them. God, porn is such a nasty thing. You know how wrong it is and yet you simply can’t stop watching it. I’d play the videos over and over, trying to stop myself from enjoying them. It was so much harder than I’d thought. And what made it even more so, was the knowledge that soon enough Scott would show up in person. No videos, no texts, just him. His. But the person in front of me was bringing out feelings that I had absolutely no experience with.I wanted her in “that” way. You would have to be made out of solid titanium to NOT want somebody who was that sexually attractive “that” way.But there were nuances in her voice and powers behind her eyes that were communicating into places that I never knew existed. It was a subtle resonance at a subconscious level but it almost made me feel like she was looking into my soul.I went from being.