I started fancying a girl in my class since the very early days in college. But being from a convent boys only school could never muster the courage t... talk to her. Let me tell you a little about her before we dive into the story – Her name was Rashmi. She was a Gujarati. She was fair, about 5’4”, slim, and proportionately endowed. She wore spectacles. Her dressing was always the same – long kurti and leggings.Only later as our story progresses will we be able to see her in denim and t-shirts.. “I… um… actually I was gong to ask if I should masturbate too…” I was mortified. I just asked my best friend to touch my penis! I’m so stupid!“Oh! Yeah! That’s awesome! You should do that!” I almost shouted.“Should we do it out here?” She asked “Or do we go inside?”“Inside I think… I don’t want the neighbors to see us” I said. The walk to the house was a blur. I had so many thoughts going through my mind. I looked at Lori. She was waling in shorts and a bra. Her back was glistening and the. Except maybe to seal the deal with a kiss. I promise it will stay just that." Okay"Without further adieu, I crossed the room to where she was sitting up on the bed. Looking into each other's eyes for the longest time while I mentally seared the image of her impossibly large brown eyes into my head forever. Right before our noses began to cross paths, our eyes closed and our lips me in an extremely timid and soft kiss on both our parts. My dick shot straight as an arrow in my shorts, and began. I looked up at him and he was moaning in pleasure. I started feeling his cock getting harder and after pumping hard for about 5 minutes he said, “You’re going to make me cum.” He held my head and started fucking my face faster, until he blew a huge load in my mouth. He continued holding my head and said, “Take all my cum, babe.” I took everything and swallowed all that I could. He was moaning in pleasure and said, “damn, that was the best blowjob I’ve had in a year, but I’m not finished yet.”He.