Please dont mind my errors and mistakes as its the first story that am narrating. Give your feedback at Coming to the main story as I told myself ragh... 23 male working in an mnc. And the heroin is prathyusha(name changed)22 we both were in relationship from 5yrs her sizes were 34-30-32. One day I asked her about her sexual knowledge she then replied I dont know anything about the sex then I replied are u interested to learn then firstly she became anger but after two days she asked me to sex. From deep in her throat I could her pleasant moaning noises as she whispered “Vikki”, “Vikki ” over and over again.My hands, roaming over her body, came to rest on her small, petite breasts. They were the size of tennis balls, round and firm to my touch. As I squeezed her breasts I could feel her breath grow heavy, her fingers squeezing my nipples in return and suddenly go down to the front of my pants and feel the outline of my hard rod. I lifted her sari and stroked her silky smooth thighs,. I believe that's a major in the political science or communication department. Oh, maybe it's in the ag school in animal husbandry." She poked me. "Okay, smartass get on with the real story. I think I'll hold my questions if you're going to give me crappy answers like that." My Dad taught me to swim and ride bikes when I was about four. Don't remember exactly. Sometime later, I found myself on the swim team with daily practices. That went on for years as I moved from one age group to the next.. I had long redhair with a bit of a curl, and it was clearly natural. I had green eyesnow. I put my hands to my face and felt it. "Oh my stars! This isreal!" I said aloud. I gasped when I heard my voice. It sounded likethe female voice I had when I was in The Paradox, complete with adistinct Southern accent. I couldn't quite place where the accent wasfrom exactly, but clearly originated somewhere "down south." I had anodd thought: I had never used the phrase "Oh my stars" before! I.