I knew there had to be a guy here who was wondering what it would be like to fuck Chrissie. I had to find the one who wasn’t just wondering what it ...ould be like but who seriously was imagining himself screwing the shit out of me.I scanned the gym and made mental notes as I sized up the available guys. I began scratching them off one by one on the basis of appearance, the type of woman they were with, what I remembered about them, and how receptive they had been toward me this evening. I. . Readers this is my first story on Indian sex stories … I am interested to write this story in Hindi..Mera naam sagar hai aur main up ke ncr area se attech area se belong karta hu aur mai college student hu. 25 yr young handsome and tall boyWith a average tool.. Ek din hum sabhi college ke dosto ka plan bana kyu na aaj raat ko party ki jaye kisi disco me jaker, aur hum sabhi ne decide kiya hub sab friends club me hi millenge. Time ke according hum sabhi dost club gye aur drinks ki aur party. I realized that her hair was dripping water onto her smooth golden thighs. I cant see shit! she laughed nervously. Oh, sorry, she said looking at me, acknowledging her swear word. I looked away, not sure what to say. How is school going? Its summer, I mumbled with my head leaning against the window. Oh, right, She stopped at a red light and checked her phone. It was the last light before the two mile road to my house. There were hardly any cars out from what I could see. The ones that were out. Your body is full of tension, relax, big guy.” Well she was right. I could feel the tension all over me. Funny, I thought. I was relaxed when I walked in here. Angie put her hands on top of my shoulders. She massaged them firmly and she massaged my neck. Her fingertips were dancing all over my scalp and down the back of my neck. It made me laugh. My laugh made her laugh too. Our laughing caused all the tension to dissipate. Angie began her haircutting at the back of my head..