His strong handshake nearly crush my hand. He talked in a smooth soft voice. I couldn't keep my legs from shaking as we talked. He confessed that he h...ad strong feelings for me. He went over certain rules I needed to follow if I was serious about being his "student". I got erect in my shorts as he went over them. After 15 minutes, I followed him into a clothing store. He handed me a pair of jeans to try on and a camera. I was told to take several pictures in there for him. I undressed quickly. Sc next year. I am a regular reader of Indian sex stories, but I never thought that something like that could ever happen with me. But now I totally agree that these incidences described here are true, and not merely imaginary. Well firstly I would like to describe myself – shy, studious, wear very thick specs, a regular and sincere boy for the college and society. Physically I am 5’11, built average. I was a very normal and sincere boy, just like any boy next door till we did that . Yep, I am. The girl was naked, an' she was bloody around her crotch. It was obvious that she had been raped, an' it looked like it was many times, at that. I used my knife ta cut her loose; I didn't want ta wait the extra few seconds it would take ta untie them knots. She stretched out slowly an' painfully when I had cut all of the ropes."Mister, have ya got any water an' food what I could have? I'm awful thirsty an' hungry. I ain't had anythin' since early yesterday."Shit, that wasn't no way ta treat. Her whole body shook as I continued my fucking, giving it to her deep and very hard. I hammered the fuck out of Jamie. I swear, she passed out at least twice, but her pussy was squirting and her asshole was cumming so much that it was making it's own creamy white yumminess from it as I fucking hammered her. Jamie's asshole was tight, so I teased her, holding her throat with my hand as I slipped my cock out to the tip, then slowly filling her asshole again. She fucking lost it, her orgasms were.