I didn’t want to email my mother. I didn’t want to hear what she had to say. I had no idea what came next. I ate like a robot, not really tasting the food or drink. When Mistress had me back in my room, she removed my anal plug, waited while I cleaned up and tucked me into bed with my MP3 player on a list entitled, “Breakthrough”. “By the time you drift off, the really juicy stuff on here will kick in. You’ll feel better by morning, I promise. Let it all sink in and sort itself out. When you wake up, don’t go to class. Head to Hardcore the main office and they will instruct you from there.” “Yes, Mistress.” I closed my eyes and listened to the music in my ears, letting it drift into my mind. I slept with a peace I had never had before. I didn’t dream. All I could remember when I woke up was laying in that pleasure den, engulfed in plush darkness without a care in the world. I sat up on my bed and took my ear buds out, wrapping the cord carefully around the MP3 player and setting it on my night stand. I looked up at my roommate across from me. Her face studied mine, “What happened to you?” She looked almost shocked. “Yesterday was strange.” “No shit.” We made eye contact for a few minutes and she held it as if she was looking for something, “Welcome to OZ, Dorothy.” My given name is Deepti, my family name doesn't matter as I have no family after they cast me out and disowned me. If you know Bollywood then many would say I look like Deepti Bhatnagar in the height of her fame, if you don't know Bollywood then shall we just say I am of pure Indian teen blood. My name means the "the last ray of hope when all hope is lost," and in telling you my story you are my last ray of hope and this is how it came to be. It began over 20 years ago when I was 18 and got married to a much older man in a marriage arranged by my parents, as is the way in India. We settled near to Kokilaben Dhirubhai Ambani Hospital in Mumbai, where my husband Vivaan worked as doctor and I stayed at home hoping that one day we might be blessed with children. Sadly that was not to be as my husband worked long hours and was often tired when he returned home and showed little interest in sex. Sure he made token attempts and blowjob I tried my best as a dutiful wife to become pregnant saying devotions to Kama Deva for sex and procreation, I even laid threesome my head on the genitals of Unmatta Bhairava, but nothing worked. Eventually we stopped trying and 10 years ago sex stopped altogether as my husband would work long hours leaving me alone in our comfortable house. I sought solace online by learning to use the internet and getting my husband to buy the latest computer so that when he was Brunette working I could scour the web for sex. She had flaunted it in front of her often enough. Soon after that first night at the open door, Max had his first orgasm with another person as Jenny touched his stiff penis and tried to stroke it like mom did with dad’s. Max of course returned the favor and Jenny claimed she had her very first orgasm when Max touched and played with her pussy. I kept my tongue busy, but the emotional toll still went over me. Too much of a good thing could be bad, but there was no way either of us wanted to stop. “UHHH!! I groaned, savoring the pleasure. Like my brother, Jenny would always have all of her friends hanging around too, although I didn’t really mind her friends. I teen was not created by him. Although Ramu had not Hardcore shot his juice, their relaxation had made his penis semi hard. One finger was soon joined by another finger as Julie began to fuck herself as the crowd watched her become more and more turned on. 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I stopped outside went into the garage Hilary was standing in the corner, l got my cock out and ordered her over the bench lifted her dress slid my shaft into her pussy gripped her hips and started fucking her and because l was in a hurry my balls soon tightened and spunk ran through my cock to flood her womb, l kept my shaft in her warm hole then wiped my sticky cock over her bum cheeks and put it away, before leaving l told my mother-in-law l would pick her up Friday afternoon because we were going to a quiet out the way spot l knew of and left her over the bench with spunk dripping from her saggy pussy. The sound of the lock clicking sent ice through his veins. She was in denial.