“Do you want to fuck me Brian?” I felt the heat between my legs and I could feel my pussy reacting to each sultry word. I was slowly being taken a...way again. I found it unbelievably exhilarating talking like that and knowing that Brian and I now had a dark secret; a dark, dark secret. It made me just plain hot. I felt the first sparks of lust looking for fuel. It was beginning to steer my thoughts and cloud my judgment. It was true…I was no moral compass, but I could still stop this. I could. She said you naughty boy with a smile but I keep insisting saying that if you don’t take care of it pain can increase so she agreed and told me to come in her room. She was wearing tight blue salwar and white lehnga at that time. I tell her to lie down on bed and remove her lehnga she looked at me for a second with expression saying “I am not going to remove my lehnga in front of you”. I told her “then how I suppose to massage her legs?” She told me with bit of a hesitation “turn around”. I. )Dictated. Not read.-The Management.* * *It was July 3rd. We were in high school living up summer as best as we could. One of the newer girls in our school was putting on a party and mostly all the cool kids were invited. I walked up to the door and was instantly (and eagerly) invited in by Tasha's mother. Consciously or subconsciously, I let my eyes politely wander. Mrs. Kotis had rolled up jeans on, a blouse shirt that more or less showed her curves, pretty red lipstick, ice cold blue eyes,. I had to pee. Carefully working my way out of the tangle of arms and legs, I stood at the side of the bed gazing down at the three women thinking how lucky I am. For our first experience with others, this was definitely one for the history books. Just looking at the three different females, arms and legs tangled together, made my dick want to twitch again. Twitch was all it could do though, being thoroughly drained of its special essence. I took a leisurely pee, wincing a little as my.