"'Fraid so."I'd left the party in the local wine bar and decided to get home before I passed out. I was feeling pretty squiffy. Two taxis cruised by w...th their engaged signs on. It began to spit with rain. I looked through the back window of the parked cab. The interior light was on. The passenger had now closed her eyes again. I snuck a crafty look at this enticing creature, stretched out across the back seat.She wore black suede high-heels and black fishnet thigh-highs. Her emerald green. Completely off balance, now, and in total silence, she just stood looking at me, as I continued.“Y’know what pisses me off? ... All you girls think you’re sooo damned perfect! Karen was one of your best friends, before you found out that she was letting her brother fuck her and now you treat her like shit ... just like the rest of those ‘prim and proper’ friends of yours do. Hell ... at least half of them have been fucked, too ... the lousy hypocrites. Some damned best friend you are, too. You. Tight and inviting. I spit inside the hole, and that shocked Saumya because she was not expecting anal sex, but she winked at me, giving me the green signal. My dick was throbbing and gently tried to enter the asshole.This was painful for Soumya (and partly for me too). The more pain she felt, the deeper she sucked her mother’s pussy, and the louder Radhika moaned, driving me crazier!I decided to lick Soumya’s ass for a while, which drove her crazy. She wiggled her ass vigorously, adding to the. I felt his hand on my waist and that was all I need. I put both my hands around his head and brought him to me. Our lips met in a tender embrace. We started kissing and my mind exploded. I didn’t care that he was a boy or that he was my best friend or that we probably shouldn’t be doing this; the only thing I cared about was the way his lips moved with mine.My heart was leaping. This wasn’t gross or weird. This was good. This was new, exciting, thrilling. I could have stayed like that, kissing.
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