He became inflamed, and she could feel-engorged, as he pressed against her. Forcibly pulling her shirt and bra over her head with a few tugs he then g...ripped her by the waist and pushed her skirt around her ankles. Taking out his member he rubbed it hard against her arse, then slipped it between her legs feeling her moistness through the material. grabbing the waistband of her remaining garb he starting tearing it off her hip. "Ooh- Don't rip them. I don't want to walk back without knickers." . "Marty laughed. "I was going to say the same thing to you, but I didn't want to sound as if I was using that old line." No, seriously, you do look familiar, but I don't think it's from around here. I'm here from Washington visiting some friends that go to Penn. By the way, my name is Sheila King." I'm Marty Johnston. I grew up in Philadelphia, but I now live in Arlington, and go to school at Georgetown. I'm here visiting my Father before we start back to school next week." I go to George. The names are given here (of both places and people) are fictitious to keep the secrecy and I have added a bit of drama and masala (because the heroine told me to write it in the way I wrote Naughty Story Season 1 Episode 1).After I posted Naughty Story Season 1 Episode 1, I had to wait a long no. of days till it got published, you know Indiansexstories can be cruel sometimes :pSo after the story was published, I was getting a lot of emails praising the story, and few among them were ladies. I. Not me. Once again she pulled up her skirt to show me her stockings and get my approval, I also got a glimpse of white semi-transparent panties ! I grabbed the camera and explained how I wanted to shoot the first scene. She loved the idea and suggested a rehearsal before we wasted any film. I laid face down on the hallway floor pretending to hold a camera as she went outside and closed the door.Nothing happened, then I shouted 'Action' and the door open, such a professional my mum. She turned.