Giving in

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Giving inWe were old friends, family friends going back as far as I could remember. In the summer we saw each other at the local parade or at the annual summer party. We had lost touch when we wentoff to college. He was the first man I ever had sex with. We were only 16 then. Something about him still drew me to him sexually 25 years later. I would never have told him that. I was just taking advantage of seeing an old friend in town for work and I enjoyed his company. I invited him over to the house for a soak in the hot tub and to catch up. He suggested we go skinny dipping. My husband wasn’t home and it was dark out so I figured why not? Nothing feels better that hot water on bare skin and something about me trusted him. Afterall, he’s never bragged around town that he’d had sex with her and it was a small town and it could easily have spread like wildfire if he’s opened his mouth. We caught up on what was new and the canlı kaçak bahis next thing I knew, he was kissing me. I was suprised but not opposed to it. He was a really good kisser and I kissed him back hungrily. We made out like teenagers and I could have sucked his face all night. I missed deep,long, passionate kissing. Next thing I knew, I felt his fingers pulling on my nipples. He knew my weakness. It was electric and I had flashes back to the days when I enjoyed sex and couldn’t get enough. I missed that now and it had been a long time. My husband either doesn’t like to do it or doesn’t belive in foreplay. I used to love it. It’s the only way I can actually get off. I had learned to live without it, satisfying myself after he does to bed. I love him but needed to be satisifed sexually. I had an itch I’d forgotten was there and now it demanded to be scratched. He played with my breasts more and I was in a casino firmalari state of ecstacy. I knew I would submit to him if he pressed me. More kissing and lost in it, her took me to the next level when I felt first one then two fingers enter my pussy. My god. I wanted him so bad. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire and screaming for more. I knew he could give me what I needed, the reaaese of a toe curling orgasm that would make my body squirm and wiggle involuntarily. He knew I wasn’t getting much sex and that what sex I was getting wasn’t doing the trick. He would have stopped if I’d asked him. He told me how he’d love to lick my pussy and kiss my body all over. The thought turned me on even more. It had been before I met my husband 12 years ago that I’d been eaten out. My pussy was trobbing with the flow of blood rushing to it. I wanted it bad and he knew it. His fingers worked in an out. My pussy flowed casino şirketleri with juices. I was all slippery down there and not from the hot tub water.I stroked his penis with my hands. The first time I had touched anyone but my husband. I wasn’t this kind of girl. I didn’t cheat or even think about it. I had always just accepted the balance of boring sex and masturbation would be my future.I enjoyed touching him and running my hands over his body. I wanted it to last for days. There was more kissing. Everything else was melting away. Something about him. He shouldn’t have this draw over me. There is no explanation for it but I want him. I want to let him do every last nasty thing to me that he wants to do. I am helplessly turned on just thinking about what that could be.The next thing I know, his penis is poking seriously close to the point of no return. I want him inside. I want to jump his bones over and over again until he can’t get it up anymore. I want to know what his sexual fantasies are and to let him live them out. Am I ready to let a man other than my husband enter me? Everything in my body is telling me to keep going and to give in to the horniness.

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