Maine iss ajadi ka bohot fayda uthaya, or college ke ek saal khatam hote tak mai lagbhag 15 lund se chud chuki thi. Mai raat bhr vaha pa...ty or chudai karti. Maine ek shadi-shuda BF bi bana lia, jo muje khud bhi chodta tha, or apne dosto se bhi chudwata tha party me. Or badle me wo log muje party karwate the apne peso par.Ek din mere ek BF ne idea dia ki, mai jab roj hi chudai karti hu, kyu naa is baat ke pese liye jae. Or tab se mai asal randi ban gayi. Mere bhadwe BF ko bhi maja. I always made excuses to pass by, to feel a connection and to see who was there. It didn’t take long for a boy at those meetings to notice that I had past several times and was always sneaking looks their way. Days past, weeks even with nothing more than a glance here or there, our eyes locking and maybe even blushing. He later told me that he was afraid to approach me even though he was open about his sexuality because of my image. I later told him how I dreamed that he would.It seemed as if. Like if you wanted it faster, or slower. That sort of thing.”“oh.. OK.”“… or if you wanted me to use more lube..”“ok.”“…or if you wanted me to sit on the other side, or do it from a different angle..”“ok.”“or maybe use both hands or something.. I dunno.”“oh, OK.” I said, and I sat in silence for a few seconds.. “um.. Mom, maybe use two hands.”“OK.” Was all she said.. And thus opened the floodgates of communication for hand jobs. A week later I was sitting in that same spot, my mother on her. ‘Who is this gorgeous creature, is he your young man?’ ‘That’s Ted, you remember me telling you about Ted when we used to play on the beach?’ Suzette smiled at her old friend. ‘No, he’s not my fiancé.’ ‘Oh, so he’s single?’ Marie flirted. Ted leaned close to Marie. ‘Not if I have anything to say about it,’ He indicated Suzette, who was talking to Marie’s parents happily. ‘Got it. She used to talk about you all the time when we were kids, I think she had a thing for you and didn’t even know it.