It was really sweet as I saw her hands reach out to grasp mine, before she reminded herself we were eight thousand miles apart.We shared an emotional ...ew minutes before we both moved the conversation to lighter topics. We’d just been chatting about Donovan’s girlfriend, Kate, again when I heard a gentle knock at the door. There was something in Sue’s smile that made me think. No way she could have heard the gentle knock, but I guess she’d noticed my eyes going to the door.“Aren’t you going to. Suddenly she was forced to spin around, and shoved onto the ground. In front of her mouth was a bloody shit covered cock. It was the gasping for breath, for she had started to turn blue from the little amounts of air she could take while sucking on the other tiny cocks, that betrayed her. Forcefully it was rammed into her mouth, and she began to throw up only for the cock to block her vomits way out. Choking it down, she looked up into the eyes of her rapist, yet she couldn’t even see that far.. The wait had been pretty intense, with the tension, apprehension and excitement building constantly throughout the day. My doubt and fear were present inside me, but were easily overwhelmed by my determination and horny teenage need for sex. I stepped out of our front door, closed it quietly behind me and set off up the garden path and walked through the village. My plan was pretty simple…and pretty stupid when I think back on it. I was going to walk up to his door, knock and ask if I could. The story is written just for fun. I request you all not to mail me asking email, phone number and location of a story character.Myself Harshana Singh, I’m 18 and a half years old from Rajasthan. I’m a chubby girl, with 34 sized breasts, chubby cheeks, thick thighs, thick butts, pink lips and dimples on cheeks. My family is very conservative. So, there’s lots of pressure from their side.Not to go out, stay at home, not to talk with boys, don’t have a boy as a friend. The pressure made me a.