When I came back to reality, I asked " are you sure"? and she was. I traded places with her so that she was sitting on the couch and I was kneeling be...ore her. I licked her pussy for a little while then she grabbed a bottle of baby oil from the coffee table and squirted it all over my cock and her asshole. She got on her knees, bent over the couch and said " I want you in my ass" I eased up behing her, putting the head of my dick against her puckered little rectum and I started slowly pushing.. She was still naked as she sat in front of the fireplace. “That's quite a mark you have there,” Edgar noticed. Unwillingly Ava rubbed the sore spot on her neck and sighed. She remembered thinking about how to hide it. Suddenly Edgar handed her something. She took it and looked. It was a mirror. Astounded she stared at the priceless trinket that was now in her hands. She had never held anything so valuable. The idea of checking her mark in the mirror hadn't even come to her mind. “Well?” Edgar. My story is a version of the "accidental" encounter, but with an exciting twist.I was a very normal eighteen-year old male hormone factory in high school. I was just beginning to really explore sex. During my early teens, my friends and I would sneak peeks at our father's Playboy or porno pictures. I had, of course, discovered masturbating and the amazing thrill of an intense orgasm. I had a couple of very brief but pleasant boy-girl experiences. An older girl of 18 had introduced me to mutual. Tech and working as an Asst. Professor in a college near her hometown. As our engagement was fixed she applied for a post in Hyderabad college and we planned in such a way that she will be joining duties 2 months after our marriage.Once we decided that we are going to get married, our late night conversations became endless and we used to talk so much of erotic stuff and do phone sex. We used to meet every weekend and explore each other’s bodies. It was just fondling private parts and kissing.