It was the first time I was that wet under my pants. Though I never thought that I will ever touch myself sexually, that night I was somewhere willing... to do it. But I just couldn’t do it.But when I was texting with him that night he got that something is fishy with my mood tonight and he used his words and made me masturbate on call. It started with a game of dirty truth and dare with no exchange of images. It was his idea and it also sounded safe so I readily agreed for it.In that game he made. When I heard aunty moaning in her room, I suddenly started sex craving.Me: You know about aunty and me?Suman: Yes, she was moaning quite loud.Me: Did you see anything?Suman: No, I just heard the noises.Me: Don’t you dare tell this to anyone.Suman (Held my dick over boxers): I am getting what I want. Why will I tell anyone?After listening to this, I picked her up in my arms and took her to my best friend’s room. After that, I threw her on the bed and came over to her. She just pushed me. I was standing opposite Ruhi aunty, and Akram was opposite my mom.Ruhi aunty took my cock in both her hands and started feeling it and rubbing it. With the touch of my dream girl, my cock started throbbing. My mom was also stroking Akram’s cock.Ruhi aunty stroked my cock for 2 minutes and then took it into her mouth and sucked it for a couple of more minutes. She then looked at my mom.Ruhi: Don’t you think the boys have gone after their dads?Mom: Oh yes. But a fair bit longer and thicker, I. .. , no” she stammered, surprised that he had noticed. “I’ve never had the opportunity” she went on, unbidden. “My husband was always afraid of getting caught and being embarrassed. That was just his personality. It’s part of the reason I left him last year. And really, what qualifies one to be a member? Is it any act, only certain things? It’s not like there’s a lot of info or ‘rules’ floating around out there.”“Well, it’s sort of an underground club,” he began. “It’s all about intercourse..