.one day i expressed my feelings in a very candid way..without knowing how she was going to react..she was amused to hear this .. She smiled & said th...t ..i was being jealous & possessive abt her..i completely disagreed at that time..after around 4 months time passed by..it was my routine duty to escort her to her house..she lived in an aprtmnt & no body bothered to poke his/her nose who lived or who died in their adjacent flat..well one day as usual i started on my bike & dropped her ..she. When I enquired, she said that some discharge seemed to be coming out. (She did not know that she was getting wet.)I asked her if she wanted to learn more about her body. She agreed and I asked her to stand and turn with her butt facing me.I got up, put my hands around her waist and unbuttoned her jeans. Slowly, I lowered it to reveal ordinary black panties tightly holding her bubble butt. I made her kneel and slowly slowly, I lowered it to reveal a wet pussy with small pubic hair.I gently used. “Dekh kitna bada lund hai Vinod ka, Ramu. Tu apni biwi ko dekhna chahta hai na is lund ke saath? Is ko choos kar maza a jaiga sach mein. Dekh uski topi kitni chamak rahi hi…hai chatne ka man kar raha hai is kutte ki haddi ko.”“Abe randi, paas a kar bol…teri to…oooooof”, with that Vinod grabbed a coffee cup and shot his load in it. Maya stared at the goo squirting out in the cup and squealed like a pig, encouraging her Vinu on and on. She spat in her hand, rubbed it over her shit hole, and stuck. I still try to suck up to them 'cos I want to be popular and cool, and I'm so in love with the leader Shelly, but they make me feel like a smelly little freak. Slowly and quietly and gently the constant bullying and loneliness spoils and warps my mind. As my mind begins to break, I begin peeping into the girl's changing rooms, obsessing over the leader of the popular girls, Shelly. My warped mind lusts over her. I begin peeping at them without my tights on. My boyhood yearns for Shelly as I.