Age is just a number

[crazyhorse91]

Originally Posted by william64

She lived next door,
Jean she woold be in her early 40's at the time
Black hair, shapely arse big boobs.
Asked my mother if i could give her a hand moving furniture around while she painted as her husband was working.
My mother said yes saved me mooping around the house. During the holidays
Young and niave the first day i went looking back she was giving me the come on big style and i was clueless to her charm
Next day the jeans were gone and replaced by a very tight denim skirt, and rather short.with a bra free tee shirt.
That woke me up just a little embarrasing though staring at her tits all the time.
I had been there maybe an hour shifting stuff for her
Then she wanted light shades down and i got the could you hold the ladder bit
She had to take control of a thick country boy who was out his depth totally
As she flashed arse standing on the ladder
And i got the wobbly ladder and catch me before i fall
I did and grabbed her by the waist as she came down
She clamped her self close and i got tits rubbed over my face as the past,
As she stood back her skirt was rolled up and my first live pussy was on show black haired
It started there,
Summer holidays 1978 i learned a lot from her, and a happy 14 and a half year old had a great summer

Love to hear more.

[karlhein]

As I'm sure the case is for many guys, she was the neighbor of a relative, in this case my grandmother. She was divorced, late 30's with a couple of kids to raise. I was back from college, with a very few 'notches' on my dick.....mostly fumbled, too quick attempts, hoping each time that the rubber wouldn't fall off resulting in me getting someone pregnant. I knew that girls could get wet, which I figured was excitement, but the concept of a woman having an orgasm was still to be experienced. I was just happy when I could get lucky. Grandma's neighbor fixed that.

Typical of a lot of guys back from college, I was the neighborhood 'lift and carry' guy; helping out all the old folks and single ladies in the neighborhood. She was different, almost from the beginning, she had a sparkle in her eyes and a way of looking at me very directly and with a big smile that was new to my experience. But even then I was smart enough to know that I liked that look. Plus, she was a fan of loose tops, and had a way of bending over to pick up things in a way that let me, very conveniently, look down her top. Sometimes she wore a bra, sometimes she didn't. Her boobs were smallish, but still sort of perky, with freckles where her bathing suit let the sun shine, and very pink and pointed nipples where the sun didn't shine. Needless to say, I was very happy to help out everytime she needed something lifted, carried or moved. Most of the time, her kids were around, so other than some very nice downblouse peeks and watching her nice round bottom when she walked away, there had not been any contact. One particular Saturday, after I had been at home for the summer for a couple of weeks, her kids were off at their dads house for the weekend. As it turned out, my parents and grandma were out of town too, so I was pretty much on my own.

She called me in mid morning, getting me out of bed, where I was playing with my dick, actually thinking of what her breasts would feel like. She said she had to move some furniture into a spare bedroom and could I help her out. With visions of pink nipples in my head, I said yes, and 10 minutes later was at her house. There was indeed, a dresser, a vanity and a bed to move up from the basement. She helped, bending over several times where I could see those pretty titties, enough that my young guy cock get plumped up several times. I didn't know at that level of inexperience that women looked at guys 'packages', but I've since figured out that she was noticing the bulge in my shorts, and enjoying herself too. I did most of the heavier work, essentially pushing the furniture of from the basement. It didn't take more than about 30 minutes, but she was very appreciative, and a couple of times she would put her hand on my arm or shoulder, in a seemingly 'just friendly' way, but letting it linger just long enough to fire my imagination.

When we were done, and I had done the last of 'let's try it over there', she wanted to make up the bed. She was bent over, fitting the sheets. I was very content to stand there and talk, and look down her blouse to my heart's content. It seemed like her nipples were even pointer than usual, and she certainly took her time bent over fixing the sheets. I guess I was sort of mesmerized, because I didn't notice when she looked up, still bent over, saw where my eyes were focused, and asked if I liked what I saw. I wasn't very sophisticated then, and I'm sure I stammered a bit, but I looked her straight in the eye and told her 'yes, mam, I certainly do'. She said something to the effect that she wondered why it had taken me so long to notice, stood up, stepped over to me, took both my hands in hers, and put them over her tits. She put her arms around my neck, pulled my face down to her and started kissing me, a very nice difference from the college girls who I had to build up to kissing. And, it wasn't a peck on the lips either. She was doing the kissing, open mouthed, with her tongue doing the exploring, all while her hips pushed forward to my now fully aroused dick. After fumbling for just a moment, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, I slid my hands under her top, so I could feel her boobs directly. She definitely seemed to like having her nipples played with, and was rubbing her crotch against mine with the same energy that her tongue was expending against mine.

She stepped back from me, and pulled the top over her head, freeing her tits, which had only minimal sag, and which turned at an angle so that her nipples still pointed up. She pushed me back onto the bed in a sitting position, and brought her tits up against my mouth, telling me to suck her nipples, really hard, because she really liked it. With her hand behind my head, I didn't have to be told twice, sucking eagerly on first one nipple then the other, while playing with the other breast and nipple with my hand. Fairly quickly, she began to breathe harder, and to push my mouth ever harder against her tit, with her other hand grabbing my ass and pulling me to her. I didn't quite know what was going on, but I was smart enough not to stop something she was obviously enjoying a lot. As it turned out, she's one of those women who can cum from having their nipples sucked, and I quickly found out what a woman having an orgasm feels and sounds like.

As her shudders subsided, she looked up at me, saying 'god, I needed that'. Now I need you to fuck me!. She pulled me to my feet, pushed my shorts down, freeing my cock, which pointed straight up at her titties, and pushed her own shorts down, revealing a well trimmed strawberry blonde bush. Still very much in charge, she pushed me back on the bed, and climbed up on top of me, her legs straddling mine. As she reached down to grad by dick and point it at her pussy, I stammered out something like....don't we need a rubber, you don't want to get another kid....Sliding my dick up and down on the length of her slit, she said something about not being able to have any more kids, and slid her very wet pussy down over my dick. She did the work, and I only lasted about 20 seconds, before my hips started bucking and I shot my load into her. A brief look of disappointment flashed across her face, and she said something to the effect that I would need to last longer the next time. But, she didn't get off of me, she just settled down on my chest, with my still semi hard dick still in her now, even wetter, strawberry blonde pussy.

This story goes on for a while, if you folks like it, I'll continue, as she (20 years my senior) sure taught me a lot that day, and night, and the rest of the summer.

[crazyhorse91]

Originally Posted by karlhein

As I'm sure the case is for many guys, she was the neighbor of a relative, in this case my grandmother. She was divorced, late 30's with a couple of kids to raise. I was back from college, with a very few 'notches' on my dick.....mostly fumbled, too quick attempts, hoping each time that the rubber wouldn't fall off resulting in me getting someone pregnant. I knew that girls could get wet, which I figured was excitement, but the concept of a woman having an orgasm was still to be experienced. I was just happy when I could get lucky. Grandma's neighbor fixed that.

Typical of a lot of guys back from college, I was the neighborhood 'lift and carry' guy; helping out all the old folks and single ladies in the neighborhood. She was different, almost from the beginning, she had a sparkle in her eyes and a way of looking at me very directly and with a big smile that was new to my experience. But even then I was smart enough to know that I liked that look. Plus, she was a fan of loose tops, and had a way of bending over to pick up things in a way that let me, very conveniently, look down her top. Sometimes she wore a bra, sometimes she didn't. Her boobs were smallish, but still sort of perky, with freckles where her bathing suit let the sun shine, and very pink and pointed nipples where the sun didn't shine. Needless to say, I was very happy to help out everytime she needed something lifted, carried or moved. Most of the time, her kids were around, so other than some very nice downblouse peeks and watching her nice round bottom when she walked away, there had not been any contact. One particular Saturday, after I had been at home for the summer for a couple of weeks, her kids were off at their dads house for the weekend. As it turned out, my parents and grandma were out of town too, so I was pretty much on my own.

She called me in mid morning, getting me out of bed, where I was playing with my dick, actually thinking of what her breasts would feel like. She said she had to move some furniture into a spare bedroom and could I help her out. With visions of pink nipples in my head, I said yes, and 10 minutes later was at her house. There was indeed, a dresser, a vanity and a bed to move up from the basement. She helped, bending over several times where I could see those pretty titties, enough that my young guy cock get plumped up several times. I didn't know at that level of inexperience that women looked at guys 'packages', but I've since figured out that she was noticing the bulge in my shorts, and enjoying herself too. I did most of the heavier work, essentially pushing the furniture of from the basement. It didn't take more than about 30 minutes, but she was very appreciative, and a couple of times she would put her hand on my arm or shoulder, in a seemingly 'just friendly' way, but letting it linger just long enough to fire my imagination.

When we were done, and I had done the last of 'let's try it over there', she wanted to make up the bed. She was bent over, fitting the sheets. I was very content to stand there and talk, and look down her blouse to my heart's content. It seemed like her nipples were even pointer than usual, and she certainly took her time bent over fixing the sheets. I guess I was sort of mesmerized, because I didn't notice when she looked up, still bent over, saw where my eyes were focused, and asked if I liked what I saw. I wasn't very sophisticated then, and I'm sure I stammered a bit, but I looked her straight in the eye and told her 'yes, mam, I certainly do'. She said something to the effect that she wondered why it had taken me so long to notice, stood up, stepped over to me, took both my hands in hers, and put them over her tits. She put her arms around my neck, pulled my face down to her and started kissing me, a very nice difference from the college girls who I had to build up to kissing. And, it wasn't a peck on the lips either. She was doing the kissing, open mouthed, with her tongue doing the exploring, all while her hips pushed forward to my now fully aroused dick. After fumbling for just a moment, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, I slid my hands under her top, so I could feel her boobs directly. She definitely seemed to like having her nipples played with, and was rubbing her crotch against mine with the same energy that her tongue was expending against mine.

She stepped back from me, and pulled the top over her head, freeing her tits, which had only minimal sag, and which turned at an angle so that her nipples still pointed up. She pushed me back onto the bed in a sitting position, and brought her tits up against my mouth, telling me to suck her nipples, really hard, because she really liked it. With her hand behind my head, I didn't have to be told twice, sucking eagerly on first one nipple then the other, while playing with the other breast and nipple with my hand. Fairly quickly, she began to breathe harder, and to push my mouth ever harder against her tit, with her other hand grabbing my ass and pulling me to her. I didn't quite know what was going on, but I was smart enough not to stop something she was obviously enjoying a lot. As it turned out, she's one of those women who can cum from having their nipples sucked, and I quickly found out what a woman having an orgasm feels and sounds like.

As her shudders subsided, she looked up at me, saying 'god, I needed that'. Now I need you to fuck me!. She pulled me to my feet, pushed my shorts down, freeing my cock, which pointed straight up at her titties, and pushed her own shorts down, revealing a well trimmed strawberry blonde bush. Still very much in charge, she pushed me back on the bed, and climbed up on top of me, her legs straddling mine. As she reached down to grad by dick and point it at her pussy, I stammered out something like....don't we need a rubber, you don't want to get another kid....Sliding my dick up and down on the length of her slit, she said something about not being able to have any more kids, and slid her very wet pussy down over my dick. She did the work, and I only lasted about 20 seconds, before my hips started bucking and I shot my load into her. A brief look of disappointment flashed across her face, and she said something to the effect that I would need to last longer the next time. But, she didn't get off of me, she just settled down on my chest, with my still semi hard dick still in her now, even wetter, strawberry blonde pussy.

This story goes on for a while, if you folks like it, I'll continue, as she (20 years my senior) sure taught me a lot that day, and night, and the rest of the summer.

Please go on with the stories.

[karlhein]

We laid there for a while, feeling each other's presence, talking a little, as in "I wondered if you would ever get the signals I was sending', and "I can't believe that someone as beautiful as you would want a dumb kid like me". There was also a fair amount of slow gentle kissing and rubbing. It didn't take long, my just 19 year old dick had enormous recovery power, and it had never left the comfortable sheath of her pussy; it began to stiffen again, and to fill her pussy more completely. It didn't take her long to notice, and to start moving up and down on my dick. She said something about me needing to last a little longer this time. She sat up, so that she was kneeling on me, her hands on my shoulders. I lifted my hips, to push my dick deeper into her pussy, and reached up with my hands to play with her breasts, while she began moving up and down on my dick. She leaned further over me, bringing my face near her titties, telling me to suck on her nipples, and to use my hands to help her move her hips. I wouldn't know what a Sybian was until some years later, I'm not sure if she knew what one was back then, but in that moment I was a flesh and blood Sybian, a hard dick that she could move on for her own pleasure. The combination of her movement on my dick, which was now throbbing, asking to release it's seed again, and my sucking on her nipples, quickly drove her over the edge. She began breathing hard, the urgency in the movement of her hips increased, and then she spasmed, went absolutely rigid and still, with her pussy fully impaled on my cock, which had a life of it's own and spurted into her.

She collapsed onto me, still impaled on my cock, the wetness from both she and I running over my balls and collecting on the sheets, which until recently had been clean. We lay together again, recovering from the intensity of the moment. She thanked me for 'holding on long enough for her to finish', even if only by a few seconds. She didn't know that I really didn't have any control over my dick, but I thanked her all the same. in the post sex glow we talked quietly, still kissing and touching. It turns out that after her kids stared arriving, that hubby got more and more grouchy, not happy that he wasn't the center of her attention. She said that she always tried to have a good sex life with him, and that they weren't shy about pleasing each other (which I found out more graphically later), but he was either the center of attention or not. Things deteriorated over the space of 5 years, and it was finally time to call it quits about a year before. She told me that between taking care of her kids, working as an office assistant, and getting over the divorce, that she hadn't dated anyone in the year since the divorce. Further, she and hubby hadn't had sex in the last 6 months of her marriage, so it had been 18 months since she had gotten laid. She said that she had a vibrator, but that it wasn't the same as a real man. She said that the vibrator was good for tickling her clitty, but that she preferred to be filled, and that as good as the vibrator was, it just wasn't the same as a real dick.

Well, the real man between my 19 year old legs, hearing her talk about vibrators, and clitty and being filled up began to be interested again, began to swell in her pussy, began to be pushed by me raising my hips into her. She kissed me again, long and probing, her mouth open and her tongue exploring mine. After a moment, she pulled her head back, got a cute little smile on her face, and said something about a big college boy like me probably likes blow jobs. I wasn't as experienced as she probably thought I was, college back in those days wasn't as adventurous as it is now, but I had experienced having a mouth on my dick a few times, although less enthustiaclly that I suspected she was about to be. I was smart enough not to admit my limited experience, saying something like 'of course'. To my momentary regret she lifted her pussy off my dick, and slid her body down my body, until her face was over my dick.

got to stop for a minute, getting all hot and bothered remembering this encounter, have to 'relieve the pressure'

[karlhein]

Now, I had received a few blow jobs, usually without much enthusiasm, and the girls would be far far away when the yucky stuff began to cum out. Like everyone, I heard all sorts of talk about how good blow jobs were,but I had begun to have my doubts.

She was very direct, approaching my dick just like she had approached kissing me, tongue probing, mouth open,accepting. She actually acted like she liked touching, and kissing and sucking my dick. I would get to where I felt that I was going to 'cum, and she would back off, giving me a minute to slow down before attacking my dick again. I didn;t know it, but she was training me to control my orgasm. The lady had ulterior motives, that I didn't know about at the moment, I was just enjoying. I wouldn't say she was a deep throat queen, but she could take a fair amount of my dick in her mouth, before pulling back to just suck the head.

Finially the moment came when I couldn't hold out any longer. She started to pull back, put I instinctively reached down and held her head against me. She read the situation and got very rhythmic....jack and suck, jack and suck, jack and suck, until I came, it felt like my backbone was comming out through my dick. I had expected her to jump back, but she kept her mouth on me, and when she came up afterwards, it was all gone, she had swollowed my 'yuckky stuff'.

I told her thank you,profusely; saying that no one has ever done something like that for me. She smiled, geeze could that lady smile, and said that it wasn't all for me, that sucking cock got her excited too. She laid down next to me, and said put your hand down there, on my pussy. I had had my hand in a few pussies, but really didn't know a clitoris from an asparagus, and generally had found the college girls a little reluctant. Not so, my double aged teacher. First, she was wet. Of course I had cum down there twice already, so it should be wet, but this was very wet. The strawberry blonde bush tickled my fingers, but as I now concentrated on how she felt, hadn't really been there before, I noticed that the area around her pussy was hairless, trimmed very smooth; and oh so slippery.

I'm about to learn another lesson about pleasing a woman, I'll tell you about it tomorrow.

[karlhein]

So, I gently began to explore her pussy with my fingers. At that stage of life, I thought that using my fingers on a lady mostly involved inserting them, like a smaller dick. After a couple of minutes, she pushed me down, to where I could see her pussy, and then with her own fingers, she began to stroke the little bump at the front edge of her pussy. This is my clit, she told me, it's the really sensitive part, just like the underside of your dick, play with it,. gently; rub around the sides of it, I guarantee I'll like it. So, guided by her, I began to learn my way around a clit. It didn't take her too long to start breathing really hard arching her back and saying over and over, oh yes, right there, oh yes, right there. Watching her pussy as my fingers explored, I could see that her clit was becoming noticeably easier to see, and even learned how to push the little hood back so that I could more directly get to it. But, if I focused too much on just rubbing one place, she would tell me, keep moving, don't stay on exactly the same place. A couple of times she had little rolling spasms, as if she was having a set of hic ups, but as she appeared to like it, I was smart enough to keep with the program. As she relaxed from a particularly big 'hic up',she said, now, put two fingers in, really deep, pretend you are rubbing the back of my belly button, and don't be gentle. Ever the willing student, I did as I was told, and within seconds she was off in a different world, breathing hard, face contorted, hands clutching the sheets, back arched, crying don't stop, don't stop. This went on for a minute or two, when she relaxed, and pushed my hand away from her. After a couple of minutes to collect hersellf, she told me that the clitty was her outside button, and the other was her inside button, only to be rubbed when she was very well 'warmed up'. Back in those days, they didn't have a word for g spot, but she had just shown me the way to finding it. The other thing I noticed, was that her pussy was even wetter, and that my hand was soaked. I began to get the impression that any thing I did that she liked made her wetter. When I asked, she said "oh yeah, that's one of the cues that I'm having a good time.

By this time my 19 year old cock had recovered and was hard again, perhaps not the rock hard that it had been 90 minutes and 3 orgasms ago, but it was definitely interested in releasing some more tension. I was lying by her side, and was rubbing it against her hip, while my hand stroked her belly, her titties, and reached down toward her pussy again. She told me, not so fast, I need some recovery time. I want to watch you make yourself cum. Slightly taken aback, I asked her, you want to watch me jack off, why?

My next lesson in how to please adult ladies was about to begin.

[karlhein]

She threw me a pillow, and motioned to the foot of the bed. She scooted up to the headboard, put a couple of piilows behind her, and slid her legs under mine. She said, look, a lady likes to think she makes guys excited. Seeing them with hard on's, even if they cum too quickly, makes me feel like I did it. I know that guys will jack off looking at Playboy, well, why not look at me and jack off, it makes me feel like I'm exciting. you need to do is have a bit of class about it, you can't just whip out your hard dick and say 'look at this', but all women love to know that they are exciting to men.

Well, my dick was already pretty hard from fingering her, and she did look very good, so I doubled up the pillow under my head, so that I could get a good look at her, and put my hand down to my dick, and began to stroke. As I could feel my dick getting bigger and firmer, I looked at her wet pussy, the lips very bright pink, almost swollen, with a lot of moisture on the inside of her legs and on her strawberry blonde bush. Looking up, I could see her playing gently with her pink nipples, first rubbing her palm over them, then pulling on them. Occasionally, her hand would slide down her body, still very slim even after having a couple of kids, her fingers playing with her small bush, and occasionally darting to her clit.

We fell into a rhythm, me watching her, me playing with herself, her watching as my dick got harder and as the motion of my hand became more vigorous. Occasionally our eyes would meet, and she would say provocative things like, make yourself cum for me, remember this when you are jacking off at home (as if I could ever forget), I'll bet you want to fuck me again (well yeah), I'll bet you wonder what this pussy tastes like, I want to see your cum fly. Considering the circumstances, it did take me a while to cum, maybe as much as 10 min, which at that stage of my life was a long time, but she was clearly 'directing traffic' and seemed as enchanted looking at my dick in my hand as I was looking at her beautiful middle aged body.

In due course, I reached the inevitable moment, and the cum did fly, more or less straight up in the air, falling to land on my hand, my stomach and my legs. Just as I was cumming, her own hand was lingering around her clit, and I got the sense that she was cumming herself. As I relaxed, she came up the bed toward me, saying, thank you, that made me feel special; all the while gently kissing my dick, licking the cum off it, licking the cum off my fingers, my legs and my stomach. It was different than having her take it all in her mouth as she had when blowing me, but pretty exciting, especially when she put my shrinking dick in her mouth, and ran her tongue around the head.

By now, nearly 3 hours had elapsed since I helped her finish 'moving'. I had cum 4 times, and even though I had never heard the word multiorgasmic, I was quickly getting the impression that she was better than I at having orgasms........I never suspected that a woman could like sex this much; what a wonderful way to find out. She hopped up, saying let's get a shower, and I'll make you some lunch.

There were lessons to be learned yet that day, and in the weeks of the summer to follow, but for now we needed to get the sticky stuff off, and have a little nourishment.

[crazyhorse91]

Originally Posted by william64

For crazyhorse
Dont no what you want to hear

But jean,was i now no to be the bored house wife
Living on a farm
She could not drive and we were 10 miles from the nearest town
There was only, 3 familys the owner, us, and jean and her hubby
My mother worked and her husband and my dad worked on the farm.

She as i say was bored stupid,
And luckily for me, during those holidays,
She acted on it.
She was a good looking woman with too much time on her hands, and a wicked sence of humour

The start of day two was her standing with her skirt rolled up showing her black bush.
She made no atempt to hide it quickly.
And to me this was my first living one. In the flesh
Stood there, and i had no idea what to do.
Apart from stare at it, and shoot my load in my pants as she slowly pulled her skirt back over it
Apoligising as she did.
Her boobs half hanging over her top.

Her skirt hardly covered her bum, and the top struggled to contain her boobs,
She made a drink for us and sat opposite me
My hardon never left me.
Every now and then she would move and i would get a glimse of black bush.
Looking back she was putting on a great show
To a complete numpty, who had no idea what to do, but cum in his pants,
Yhe second cumming was watching her leaning over offering me some thi g to eat.
She bent over both boobs almost poped over the edge.
But the veiw down her cleavage.
Well put it this way, the fountain burst in my pants again
And she knew it,

But the first view of what i now call pussy.
Was a strategicly performed, drop on the floor of her lighter.
As she slid off the stool to pick it up back to me
Her very short skirt had mo way to cover her from behind
There was my first full on sighting of pussy lips
Hanging or poking through her hair as she bent over, her bum hole was on view, as she very slowly bent over, as she stood uo the skirt stayed up showing her cheeks off,
As she turned one boob was over the top,
I squirted again.
As she put it back in her top.
She laughed, and said she should wear some thing else or should i take it off,
I sat in a puddle of cum, totally out my depth, but enjoying it.
She came very close to me,
I must have been bright red
Would you like to see me with nothing on sha asked.
Idiot said nothing, but knodded like a donkey
She slowly dropped every thing, and stood there
Wow.
My cock was making more cum and dumping it in my pants, all on its own.
I had only seen this in magazines before this
She stood in front of me,
You can touch it she said.
I didnt move,
Your first time she asked
I remember knodding like a bloody idiot.
Would you like to feel one she pushed one towards me grabbing my hand and placing it on her boob.
I think i pissed my self, either that or i had become the first boy to cum for over 30 seconds in one squirt,
Her left breast, my first sexual contact ever,

Great story William, thanks.

[karlhein]

The shower was delightful, sexy as hell, but I was just sated enough that I could enjoy it for being sensuous without the compelling need to fuck again overwhelming me. She taught me how to was a womans's hair, how to rub back and forth on each other using the slipperyness of the soap bubbles. Oh, yeah, she gave me a hand job too.

Afterwards, dressed in a sort of way, she made me lunch with all the efficiency that a young mother has to have, told me to sit down, and that we needed to have a conversation. She said that she really enjoyed the lovemaking this morning, was pretty sure that I did, and that she would like it to continue. My smile testified to my agreement. She said, however, that there were some ground rules, or else this would get really complicated. First, she said that people would not understand a 38 year old woman and a 19 year old boy being together, so that as far as anyone else was concerned, I was just the boy who helped her move stuff. Second, she said that she didn't want to share me, so she would be gone if she heard that I was dating anyone else, any girls from my school, or from town. Third, she said that she would teach me all sort of things about pleasing a woman, that would stand me in good stead for years, but that she expected me to be with only her. Having no other prospects waiting in the wings, and having just experienced the best sexual experience of my young life, I agreed in a second.

Our little talk over, she come over to me, pulled her t shirt over her head, bent down and kissed me, slow, and lingering, and probing, standing up, she pulled my mouth to her breast, and told me that she needed to be fucked until she came several times, and that I better not cum until she was fully satisfied. I am a smart boy, and I learn things quickly, and being a bit of a jock, I learn physical things really quickly. I clamped my lips around her right nipple, and with my hands pulled her panties down and cupped her ass cheeks, and I sucked, and sucked, and sucked. And she came, and came and came. Taking her by the hand, i led her back to the bedroom, pushed her down on her back, and entered her very wet pussy. My cock, nearly tireless at that age, was already hard, and pushed into her easily. We found a rhythm, where I would fuck her, until her legs went around my waist, squeezing me as she came; and then I paused, for just a few seconds, before starting to fuck her again, bringing her to another orgasm. This much have gone on for 30 minutes, with her coming several times, until I could no longer hold back, and filled her once again with the yucky stuff.

We laid together for another 30 minutes or so, until she told me it was time to go home, but that I was obviously learning. This morning, she had been fucking me. After lunch, I was fucking her, and it felt good. She told me to come back tomorrow evening, after I finished my summer job, that she wold have more for me to move.

Thus, the most remarkable day of my young life ended. The affair went on the whole summer, as far as I know we were never caught. In subsequent sessions, she would teach me how to eat her pussy, how to have anal sex, and even introduced me to my first MFM experience. But, those are other studies. Mostly, she made a man out of me, a man who knows how to pleasure a woman, and gave me the experience of a lifetime, one I still remember to this day