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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Here he was, sat in his car outside her house. This was a step he never believed he would be taking, something he had never considered doing four months ago and yet with one text message on his phone he would be doing it. He sent the message and stepped out of the car locking it, noticing how much his hands were shaking... adrenalin, excitement, fear all rolled into one.
He walked up to the door and knocked gently his mind flashing back to how this had all begun. She had been hanging around with one of his friends and they had gone out on a night out as a group. They had chatted and gotten to know each other and exchanged mobiles and emails. The casual chats had slowly shifted from; "how are you, what are you up to?" into "what are you wearing, what do you dream of, fantasies?" The more erotic the tone the more she seemed to enjoy it... he knew he was playing with fire as she was married but she seemed almost desperate to enjoy herself and seemed to enjoy the attention.
It gradually came out that whilst he was not a virgin his experiences in the sexual aspects of his life were almost non-existent. She seemed shocked and one late dark night he got her text... asking if he wanted to change that...
He lay alone in bed remembering that first night they had met in the nightclub... several drinks already finished when he had met up with her group... a slightly older lady, maybe eight, nine years his senior however it didn't show. Her legs were firm and strong, that night she had been wearing black boots that reached up to her curved calves. Supple thighs covered by a skirt that only just protected her modesty and that dammed black corset top, her full breasts seemed to be desperate to escape and every time he thought of her he remembered how she had looked in that top.
It had taken all of 5 seconds to decide and text her back a single word; "Yes!"
A few minutes later he had a text back saying that she would be in touch. He spent the next few days desperate to text her but knowing he had to be careful, knowing he couldn't be caught. Eventually he sat down to check his emails and with growing excitement realised that she had sent him a message. Eagerly he clicked on it opening the email.
"Dear Nick,
Meet me at my house of Saturday at 12:30pm, park round the corner and text me to ask what I am doing. If I reply saying cleaning don't come in. If I reply saying nothing much get in here fast and I will start your lessons...
Jess"
He was hopping on the spot... it was Thursday... two days till he would start learning about sex, rather than just the 30 minutes of missionary that his previous partners had all insisted on.
Needless to say the days passed very, very slowly. Work seemed to take forever and the smallest problems seemed to annoy him to screaming point. He ran over things in his mind over and over, trying to think what they might do, what he might enjoy first... what she would do...
Finally Saturday arrived and he washed, shaved, made sure he was as ready as he possibly could be and then drove over.
He stood outside the door, the clear code had been given, he had knocked... He heard the footsteps inside, he felt like running, the butterflies in his stomach, churning as he waited... What if it was her husband?
The door creaked open and there she was smiling at him, she quickly ushered him inside and pulled him into the front room where she had laid a quilt down on the floor and some cushions.
"He is away for the next 2 hours so I can begin your education." She said with the hint of a mischievous smile on her lips as she stood in front of him wearing a dressing gown that covered her from head to toe. She beckoned him over with that teasing smile on his face and reached out to take his trembling hands guiding them to the collar of her gown and slowly helping him pull it open.
His shocked face told the story... she was clad in black stockings, garter, panties and bra that held her full breasts in check. She took his hands and guided them to her soft flesh after that he was lost. His hands roamed her body, pulling her to him and kissing her as he caressed her, his fingers exploring her everywhere he could reach, caressing, touching, teasing, loving the soft moans that escaped her lips as he touched her in just the right places, quickly learning where she liked to be touched.
His fingers slowly found the bra and unhooked it, freeing up her gorgeous breasts, watching them swing free, large, full and not at all sagging... he lent and captured one of her large, pert nipples in his mouth, sucking and licking at it gently. Looking up into her half closed eyes he transferred his hot mouth to her other nipple and repeated hearing her gasp his fingers found her silk covered slit and felt the dampness.
It was her turn now as her feverish fingers stripped him, dropping his clothes to the floor in a quick pile, leaving them she reached down and caressed the full length of his shaft smiling, wrapping her fingers round it and squeezing gently as she stroked him, noting how wet the tip already was with his precum.
She slowly pulled away and led him over to the sofa and sat him down on the edge Kneeling between his legs she slowly, teasingly ran the tip of her tongue from the base to the tip of his cock and then without any further teasing she proceeded to give him his first oral sex. He didn't know any comparisons at the time but she was very good, her hand teased and stroked in time with the licks and sucks, her tongue caressing him as her fingers massaged his balls... he was her toy to enjoy and she did.
Her moans grew louder as did his as she worked his cock faster and harder now... sucking him deep and hard, taking as much of his cock into her mouth as she could, sucking hard on he head, licking the tip ill finally he cried out his ecstasy and released, his seed filling her mouth as she greedily swallowed it all down.
He flopped back on the sofa, spent for the moment and gasping at the intensity of his first orgasm at her hands, the knowledge of how wrong what they were doing was but sure now that he could not refuse her if she gave him such pleasure...
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