With a ruffle of my hair and subtle touch of gloss upon my lips I slipped back in the bedroom, coyly resting upon the doorframe as I felt his gaze upo... me. His eyes devoured me from top to bottom. The silence deafening I felt my heart beat faster. I blushed and gingerly giggled as I watched his smile grow. A smile that only made my heart swell that bit more as he got up, walked towards me and slipped his hand around my waist pulling me towards him. I could still taste the bourbon upon his lips. I suspect that if I'd sported a Gay Pride lapel bage back then I'd have been shown the front door.The 1960s in Britain was a repressive era, although the first refreshing winds of change came in 1967 - five years after the Cuban Missile Crisis - with the official decrimilisation of homosexualaity. Even though I was only eighteen, I remember both momentous events vividly, hoping that my first sexual experience would be with another male.The 'black sheep' of the family (my mother's brother) was. Saying so, I pushed him on the ground and kissed him hard. I opened his zip and was about to take his penis. “Not now you horny bitch”, he said and came on top of me and kissed my forehead, nose, lips, neck, middle of the boobs, stomach, belly button and stopped near my pussy. I was wondering this guy is nuts. For a second he teased me and removed my jeans and panty. I helped him. “You smell good Priya”, he said my name for the first time. I was expecting him to do magic in my pussy and he. I saw her missed call after I reached home, I called backMe: Hi, what’s up?Savi: Kuch Nahi, was bored in afternoon, let’s go for a walk?Me: no, I have to go to the gym, can I meet you later?”Savi: Okay, come to my building after gym.I could feel Savita being attracted to me. Meeting her in the evening was electric, she was wearing her push-up bra and some tight female clothing which outlined the goddess figure. I went in for a hug when I saw her, as I had a bath after a workout, I smelt just.