She even had on black leather short gloves and was slapping a riding crop into the palm of one hand. There was no doubt this was going to be a hell of...a night! She had me step up onto two small boxes at the bottom of the St. Christopher’s cross I had made earlier in the summer Then she belted my ankles, wrists and chest back against the leaning wood brace. For the next several minutes she did something we had never done before. She took a box of brand new bungee cords and stretched them. The poor kid; hopefully he was out somewhere now fucking some lucky girl.Jan was on her bed sleeping now, scantily clothed and stretched out on her back with her legs open to catch the cooling fan-breeze between them. Slim and with smallish B-cup tits, she looked even younger than seventeen. The flimsy little vest-like top that the teenager wore was pushed back, exposing her nice little tits to the fan also. Had she exposed her tits deliberately, I wondered? And what about the panties from the. Donning her mint green robe, Amy loosely tied the sash, gathered the still damp bathing suit, and made her way to the bathroom. She paused by her parent’s room and lightly tapped on the door. Receiving no acknowledgment she tapped once again, and called to her dad inside. The door not having been securely shut, popped open a crack… just enough for Amy to look inside.Craning her eye around the door frame, Amy peered inside and called once more for her dad. She could see that the TV was on, but. This time I’m going to narrate a fictional story. This story is about how I and enjoyed sexual relationship with a friend without actual vaginal intercourse. It is not a real story. Guys, hands on your cock and girls, on your pussy now.I had a childhood friend called Sonakshi (Sonu). During childhood, we played together, went to same school and relished our childhood. Our families were friends too. It so happened that Sonakshi’s family had to transfer to a distant place because of her father’s.