I try and catch-up with the stories if I am not able to check in the site when am busy with work. Finally I am here now with a story of mine which hap...ened a year back. I was doing my engineering course in the late 90’s. In my first year I was attracted to a girl in my college; I kept mum though as I was shy to speak out. The year just went on with me just watching her. The following year, not sure what happened she approached me in the pretext of making a friendship with me. I was too shy then. This was a bit different to me. I hadnever been with a girl and really didn't know how to proceed until Iremembered that this was no girl I had in my arms. I reached between his legs where all that was between us was his pantiesand pantyhose, he wore no padding like I used to. I felt he was gettinga hard on. I felt his legs open a bit so I could get between them. Ihoped I could keep him in this mood until I was finished; I was hopingfor at least a good feel or a handful of cock. I got his. "We'll get you to your kitchen love.But you be careful from here out. We'll be watching you with someinterest. We like to keep our eyes on the liars."Threats issued, my armed escorts brought me to the kitchen.I walked in, looking around. The kitchen was a hive of activity. "I'vebeen told to report to Chef Lilly. I'm the new ... girl." I hoped myvoice didn't betray the nervousness I felt; at the very least it heldits feminine tenor, gained from an untold number of practice sessions."I'm Chef. Then I just started to fuck her as hard as I could. I wanted to hear her cry out! She didn't disappoint. She was so loud! Each thrust came a hard grunt response from her. Dang, my hips started to get sore. I tried to shift my hands a few times and she would order me "Don't you fucking stop!" She finally let out a long moan/wail as she came hard. The veins in her neck straining and engorged with blood as saliva poured from her mouth. I figured great, now I can come. Nope. She pushed back into me.