” And before I could say a word, her body dissolved into purple smoke, shrank to the size of a tennis ball and zoomed out of the window. Well, thr...ough the window really, since it was still closed.*That night I masturbated twice – once to vivid memories of a French peasant girl in a field wrapping her mouth around what felt like my cock, and once to images and sensations of two Roman women ripping off 'my' toga and having their way with 'me'. Both times with the same result. Tissues stained. Comments/votes always appreciated. Enjoy. My fingers trailed her bare back, tracing obscure patterns as they searched her tender muscles. Seeking….well, it is hard to say what they were seeking. Saying knots would over-simplify it. Tension, certainly. I suppose it was mostly really seeking a reaction. The telltale signs: a sharp intake of breath, a slight shiver, or the tightening of a muscle… Really, anything that confirmed where the attention was required. It sounds deceptively simple,. Me: Yes, I know I have been like that. But that doesn’t mean I can’t be what you want me to be, I can also fuck you amongst people getting naked, didn’t you see I got in my bra and panty so openly last night amongst everyone. I want your cock. I am too mad about it now. Please give me a chance. Try me.Hardik: (after thinking for a while) Fine. Then show me what a slut you are in the next 3 days that we are going to be here. Show me the whore inside you.I was too happy, and I bent and kissed him. I heard the doorknob rattle as I spun around. Had it really been a minute already? You slipped in, locking the door before turning to face me. Crossing the room in a single stride, you backed me into the wall. I reached out to touch your chest, but you grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the wall by my head as you crushed your lips to mine again, your other hand running over my hips, my ass, and my upper thigh. My back arched as shivers ran through me, all the encouragement you needed, it.