He slipped his hand around me, I felt a cold shiver go through my body. His rigid eyes screamed of a pain. This pain I knew was not the ordinary pain that most went through. It's the kind of pain when you want somebody so bad it hurts you everywhere. I knew this pain in his face, for I felt it too.
He sighed deeply. I wanted him so badly. The way he stared made me nervous. I was beyond saving at this point. Already we had kissed for hours, already we had fondled each other over our clothes. It was inevitable. Either we made love or we were both going to go on forever wondering "what if?".
I looked away from him. I had done bad. Very bad. I cheated on my husband with a boy almost 4 years younger than I. Cheating to me was practically any kind of relationship beyond friendship you have with another person. Any kind of sexual conversation, sexual glances. Anything that involved the "S" word. Now the "S" word was the only thing left for this boy and I.
Why did I want him anyway? He was four years younger than me, he was leaving for California in two days and my husband thought him the greatest. What was wrong with me? Such trust just thrown out the window. Such loyalty. I was almost on the verge of tears as I thought about this.
He was still staring at me with those eyes. those brown eyes any woman would melt into.
It was almost more than I could bare. I kissed him, he came back at me hard. I felt his passion riding against my leg, and I knew that either I have him leave now or this was it. But I didn't stop him. We kept kissing and we were slowing moving into the bedroom.
His hand moved up my shirt and I thought he was going to take it off. But he didn't. Instead I made the first move and took his off. I turned him around and sat him on the bed. Then I leaned him back and slowly kissed him. I was the aggressor, I was the teacher this time.
He was a virgin. I was going to be his first. I had to think about whether or not this was a very bad idea. But there was no time. Already I was kissing his chest. I moved down until I reached the top of his jeans.
I could see his hard dick through them. I was still kissing him as I unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them and reached in to touch it. A shock went through my body. I am not the type who just loves giving head, in fact I despise it. But in some cases it turns me on so badly, I just cant help it. So I decided that this is one of those cases. I took it out of his underwear. He was circumcised and rather large. Much larger than I expected. Why? I am not sure. I was just a little surprised..
I just kept looking at it. Then I decided I wanted to lick it with my tongue. First I looked at him, he had that look of desperation on his face again. I almost knew that this wasn't going to last long. That, I wasn't surprised about. But I was relieved since I don't love giiving head. But I took it in my mouth and it only took a couple of strokes with my lips for him to cum in my mouth. This was the worst part for me. Always so bitter tasting. But the reward of him looking satisfied and extremely exhausted was incredible.
