By writing these sex stories, I figure out what I like, what I want more of, what rocks my housewyfely world. And the Caveman seems to really be getti...ng his groove on, instinctively knowing how to completely turn me on and get me off.I think that's how and why I ended up with his big toe in my pussy the other night. I love that spontaneous kind of weirdity.And I would have loved some of that last night but my saucy teaser boy was busy working. AGAIN. But don't worry. I got through it. After. ”“Rick looked me in the eye and we didn’t say a word to each other. It was like we had mental telepathy.” Jeff was into a serious rhythm on mommy’s ass now. I continued, but embellishing the story for the sake of sonny’s impending spurt. “I don’t know what came over me, but I stripped down too. I sat beside him and watched as he slowly stroked the big totem pole between his legs. His balls were red and swollen with pent up jism. I could tell that he really needed to spout. I spread my. Ragini said that since she is married now its little less awkward as everything has passed by years. Rahul had also go married. They started chatting quite often. They exchanged their mobile numbers but never called each other. Only used whatsapp. Slowly they became good friends. They shared their respective life stories with each other. Rahul sometimes used to flirt with Ragini, she with some resistance started enjoying it.Rahul used to comment on her pictures, to which she said not to as. I wasn’t really expecting that at all. “Really?”“Yeah, really. Let’s go.”As nervous as I was, I wasn’t going to fuck this up again. I took her by the hand and she led me upstairs to her old bedroom. It was a surreal moment in many ways. When I stood at her front door ten years ago and saw her pussy peeking out from under her towel, I’d dreamt and fantasized hundreds of times about fucking her. In my fantasy version of that day, she dropped her towel and beckoned me upstairs. Here I was ten.