Shake Ur Spine

In the olden days, there were no overpopulation problems. People used to cultivate the lands for their living. They get married immediately turning the teenage so that their s.e.x.u.a.l d.e.s.i.r.es got fulfilled in proper time. As time elapsed, urbanization started taking place. Population count started increasing at an unexpected level even though the number of educated increases.

Because of that, the competition for survival started in every field. Business, Marketing, Engineering, Medical, Art, you name it. Only the fittest can survive now. So, the unemployment rate got rocketed up in almost all countries.

India is one among them and we, Indians can proudly say, that we are not afraid of f.u.c.k.i.n.g without the c.o.n.d.o.ms as India ranks second in the world population. And the young graduates from colleges and universities are being forced to compete with the world. Some students started committing suicide in unbearable stress and pressure from their parents, friends, and relatives, while some started watching p.o.r.n to relieve from that stress.

As a result, p.o.r.n channels, sites, and companies jumped up the charts and started exploring s.e.x videos and a.d.u.l.t movies for their viewers, mostly the students, that is us. It's not a crime or a sin to watch p.o.r.n as it got medically proved to be an effective stress reliever in this modern hassle. We can say that p.o.r.n helps the students to refresh their thoughts and stop them from committing suicide.

The more stressed a student is, the more p.o.r.n he will watch! For more time! Bunking the class hours and sitting alone in the hostel room with the door locked and pants off! Masturbating, 3-4 times a day! There is no point in considering his studies now! Watching p.o.r.n, day and night! After a certain point, he can't take it any longer and must fulfill the s.e.x.u.a.l d.e.s.i.r.e killing him from inside.

Eventually, he will start going to red-light areas craving for s.e.x. At first, he will spend all his pocket money and the savings from the bank account to f.u.c.k the p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.es. And when he runs out of money, he will start borrowing it from the others until they stop lending. He can't tell his parents about this problem and ask them money to sleep with the p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.es. He can't ask friends for help. Even if someone tries to change him, he, giving it up, is next to impossible. He will start stealing money from the others which we call burglary.

He can no longer live without having s.e.x at least once a day. And when he can't steal enough money for the p.r.o.s.t.i.t.u.t.es, he will take the path of ****. First, the ladies, then the women, and finally even a small girl child whoever he finds alone. Vivaan was on the final stage of this addiction.

Date: June 28, 2018. CGS College, Mumbai.

Time: At 1 am.

When everyone was sleeping, he effortlessly broke out of the jail, which according to him was his hostel, escaping from every campus security camera on his way using the blindspots as he had been doing it for a long time. He then managed to jump off the college wall carrying a big and heavy suitcase without being caught.

Parked outside the college secretly behind the main road bushes was a bike he stole six months ago.

For the last six months, this is his daily night routine. Bringing the bike out of the bushes, he kept the suitcase on it and started it with a single kick filled with l.u.s.t for the women, and it seemed that the bike was waiting much more eagerly than him to smash some women asses, as it got started in a single kick.

Riding the bike, he was looking for a solo woman. After searching for an entire hour, he got annoyed and tired while his l.u.s.t was tearing him apart, seizing his mind from thinking. His blood pressure levels started pumping up and experiencing an anxiety attack he stopped the bike and walked some distance before, he fainted on the road. When he gained consciousness and opened his eyes, he saw a pretty good looking college girl in a traditional kaftan and leggings, eighteen years old maybe.

"Hello, Are you okay? Hello brother, can you see me? What's your name? You were lying fainted on the mid-road when I saw you! Are you a student? Talk to me? Hello...! My boyfriend will be here any minute to pick me up! Tell me where to drop you, we will take care of the rest!" She tried to wake me, asking a lot of annoying questions.

"Thank you, god, I'm very grateful to you! You couldn't see me dying out of l.u.s.t and sent such a beautiful woman for me to enjoy! Thank you very much! Wow! What a beauty! S.e.xy blonde! Look at those huge t.i.t.s bulged out! What a figure! Hurray! I just got lucky for the next few days! My d.i.c.k is vibrating as if it's going to burst out the white oil any minute straight into my pants! I can't wait any longer! I want to f.u.c.k her! I want to f.u.c.k her very badly!" lying on a bench in front of a closed pan shop, and partially getting conscious, Vivaan was enjoying the thought of her getting f.u.c.k.e.d by him in his mind in front of his eyes until he heard her saying, "My boyfriend will be here any minute!"

Immediately he got up from the bench and stood up real fast, scaring her away. "What the f.u.c.k is wrong with you! You scared the shit out of me! What happened? Are you alright now? If so, I am leaving right now! So, you don't need any help! Talk to me! Why are you so silent? Can't you speak? Stop...! Stop staring me like that! You are freaking me out! What...? What are you doing?" She started fearing to watch him walk slowly and creepily towards her closer and closer.

Coming closer and leaning forward, he got hold of her hand and made her sit on the bench. Standing right in front of her, he slowly opened his pant zip, took his p.e.n.i.s out, and started jerking off, with her being watching him in fear.

To Be Wanked...