I discovered my craving for sex when I was 14, and since then it hasn’t stopped. I have been masturbating almost everyday fingers, toothbrushes, hai...r brushes, cucumber, dildo, phone vibrator and all sorts of things, but trust me I still can’t get enough. I’m half bong and half Sindhi and both the castes are known for their horniness. My dad left my mother when I was about 10 and since then I have seen uncles going in and out of the home and knew that sex was an extremely essential part of. Mother was now dragging me out to coming out parties for local debutantes, sometimes to socials at the country club. I hated them. I found them to be boring and the people to be plastic and fake. Mother was always happy to point out single daughter from "good families" Whom she said I should ask out.For my part, I was still naïve in the ways of the social order. I had no idea that I was considered quite a good catch by these debutantes. My main interest was always to get home to see. Fir mera dost aaya hum shopping karne nikal pade shopping karke hum 2 baje amenia mein khana khaya fir waha se hum movies ka plan karke dekhne gaye airlift kya movie thi awsme.Movie dekh kar sham ke 6 baje hum ghar ja rahe thay tabhi dost ne kaha bhai chal na kal tho main chala jaunga ek last baar pite hain maine kaha bhai ek botel lete hain ghar mein pite hain usne kaha ha thk rahegaFir humne ek bottle li 100 pipers ka aur starter liya aur ghar gaye aunty ne darwaja khola dost andar chala gaya. “Shit the pizza guy.” We popped our clothes back on and I got the door, you stood behind the door and started to take off your top and rub your nipples as I paid for the pizza. We kissed as we walked to set the pizza on the table. I lifted you up, and you slipped off your bottoms. “Just lick my wet slit babe, lick all over, in and out, just do whatever you want.” I picked you up and pinned you against the wall. While holding you on the wall, I held you under your ass. I started by licking.