”I slipped the straps of my night dress over my shoulders, then let it fall to the floor. I didn’t have any knickers on. I knelt on the bed. I hel... his cock again. It felt good in my hands. I was confident of what I should do with it, how I should lick it, suck, wank it. I did what Mum had shown me. She was laying on her side, watching, one leg folded up, as she played with her pussy. It was waxed, with only a little strip of pubic hair above her labia, which I saw was puffy, no swollen. Wet.. There was no time bar. The play used to go till late evening. If the girl’s parents go out of town they used to stay with us and vice versa. We were like brothers and sisters. We never had any feeling other than that, till one fine night!!! Cutest among them was Shalini, who was just few months older to me. Shalu was very friendly with me and many times we used to study together. In fact, if I were to fall sick, she would do my homework and I would do the same. One day Shalu’s parents left for. He nodded, unaware of how nervous I was. I reached for the belt buckle, pulling his belt through the loops of his jeans. He was thin, about 160, and stood above me at 5 9. He was muscular though, and when I pulled his jeans off I placed my kinds on his powerful thighs. Then I pulled off his boxers to reveal his cock. It was shaved, about 6 inches long, and already starting to swell up as I gently held it. He let out a deep breath, and I used my tongue to lick all around the head. His breathing. He would stroke all the way up and down once or twice and then isolate his strokes at the rim of his circumcised head and then begin again. With his right he began to knead his balls. As his left hand picked up speed his right slowly crept down to his asshole where he gently pushed his middle finger in a little ways, moaning at the penetration. He tried to be careful not to make too much noise lest the family (a mother and a daughter—the father a very gone asshole) who was housing him, hear. As.